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It was during my freshmen year when I realized that I "might" be a lesbian or a bisexual. My bestfriend whom I fell inloved with just recently transferred to our school. We had endless talks when we're at school and at home. I've been head over heels for this girl and I always had these butterflies in my stomach every time I see her. I loved how we made each other laughed over silly things. I'm crazy about her and she was my first love. Valuing our friendship, I was too scared to tell her how I really feel. I know that there's no chance on Earth she'll be attracted to me or to any girl. She's too straight. We kind of drifted apart after HS. At first we video chat from time to time, and then one day she messaged me and told me she's in a relationship....with a girl. She's never been in a relationship and her news broke my heart. I really felt pain and regret. If only I had the guts when we were in HS. I chose friendship over feelings and now, the first girl I ever loved is now inlove with someone else.
when I came out to my mom as bi she simply said “you’re just confused, you better not tell anyone that you’re bi bc you’re not.” Sad thing is that my friends were a lot more supportive than my own mother. A few weeks after that happened she took me to the doctor and made up lies which they ended up prescribing me antidepressants. After that happened my mom saw my cuts on my wrist and didn’t bother ask if I needed help or if I was feeling okay, she just stared and walked away.
My wife, who had much less experience than me when we began dating, has finally opened up to sharing a fantasy or two. She is now interested in sucking another guy while I watch, and thinking about letting me see her sitting on his face. We've also talked about me sucking him with her, or sucking him while he's eating her pussy. We talk about what his body would look like, what his cock would look like, and how hot he needs to be. She doesn't like to swallow, so we've played with the idea of me finishing him for her, and her watching me suck him while she rides his face. What she doesn't realize is that the thought of sucking him, feeling him explode in my mouth, tasting his cum, and letting him cum all over my face - all while she watches - makes me hard every time we talk about it. What I'd really like is to help her get him to the edge, knowing that she won't let him inside her - and then taking one for the team so he can get off. The thought of begging a guy to fuck me hard, to cum in my ass, right in front of my wife, makes me crazy. If I found the right guy, I think I'd just bring him home and ask her if he looks like the kind of guy she could start sucking. If she hesitates, I'm pretty certain that I'd just pull out his cock and drop to my knees, and start sucking to get things going!
I was married for 15 years before I finally had sex with another man. I was 40. I found him on Craigslist. i took a long lunch hour from my work, and drove to his apartment. When I met him, he was dressed only in a bathrobe. We went inside, and I undressed, and he started sucking me. I returned the favor. It was amazing! He laid down on his couch, with his ass in the air, I slipped on a condom, and fucked him. I'd never had anal sex before. After I came, he took off my condom and sucked me. It pretty much became a regular thing after that with other men. I went to one guy's house, and he ate my ass, sucked me, but I got scared and left. I started visiting the booths in adult movie theaters after that. I was sucked by a lot of guys, but I was too scared to reciprocate. I wanted to be fucked in my ass, but I was scared to do that even with a condom. I moved a few hours away after a few months with my wife, and pretty much did the same thing. I hooked up with a few guys at my place while she was at work, and hit the adult theater in town and did some sucking and jacking off with guys there. The last time I fucked a guy was in a theater, and he had a massive cock. I was planning on sucking him, but he was sitting down, and spread the cheeks of his ass, and I knew he wanted me to fuck him. I didn't have a condom, but he said just to do it, and I slid my cock inside him and exploded in his ass. I was scared of getting an STD, so after that I was tested and came up negative, and decided to play it safe. I met a few guys after that, and not surprisingly the marriage ended up in divorce. All told, during the marriage I was playing with guys on and off for about 15 years, but I never got caught. After the divorce, I remarried, and stopped playing around. I think I did it only because there was no sex in the first marriage. But I have a fond memory of fucking that last guy's ass. Still makes me hard. I guess I'm bi, but I don't feel like I need to act on it any longer. My new wife and I are really happy in bed, and she has no limits. I don't think I'll do it again with another guy, even though the thought makes me hot. I couldn't do it to my wife. The first wife was a bitch from hell, so I didn't mind cheating. Now, though, my new wife is great, and I just couldn't do it to her.
I also want to come out to my parents but I’m still questioning I am bisexual but I just don’t know how to tell my parents.
I am a closetted bisexual at the moment. When I was a kid everybody knew I'm somehow different from any other female kids. All them kids liked the color pink while I was the only one who liked blue. They were into barbie movies A LOT yet, I was so into Mr. Bean and I hated barbie.Their toys were like barbie dolls or just dolls, I loved remote control cars. (I broke their barbie dolls by tearing them arms and legs apart from the body.) I was so innocent then. I was never attracted to girls back when I was a kid but I also was never attracted to any girls stuff. I am not out yet but I am currently building up a lot of courage to tell my family. I have not tell any of my friends too. I am afraid to come out as bi because of the society. I am living in the Philippines at the moment and the people here are like homophobic. They make fun of girls liking girls. They make fun of bisexual. They said "Girls are just acting bisexual just to be cool." and that's what made me scared of comming out. I am afraid no one will believe me that I am bi because they will only think that I'm just tryna be cool. Some even thinks it's disgusting to like the same gender.
I am an orphan. I was one when my parents died so I always lived with my aunt and uncle. They were my only family but it didn't feel like other families I knew. When I came out as bisexual to them they said it was just a phase and I would get over it. It made me feel like shit and it drew an even bigger gap in my relationship with my aunt and uncle. I was going out with this guy and one day we decided to take it to my place. No one was home so I guided him to my ant and uncle's room. We fucked like crazy on their bed and we came all over their bed, multiple times. To this day I don't think they know but they fact I do makes me happy and turned on
I'm a 65 year old bisexual male who loves to cross-dress. I've been doing this now for seven years. Wearing women's clothing just feels so good to me. When I get up in the morning, I can't wait to get my entire body shaved completely smooth, put on makeup and do my nails. Next comes my thong, corset, push-up bra, hip and butt pads, garter belt and nylons. Since I've been taking phytoestrogen supplements the whole time, my boobs have grown to fit snugly into a 42C bra. My boobs are really nice. Guys go crazy for them. I began using breast forms to augment my appearance, but I don't need them anymore to get a nice effect. I really love my boobs and fondle them as often as possible. Next comes a silky slip to drape over my torso, followed by a sexy dress with its hemline falling just above my knees. The neckline of my dress must plunge low enough to expose my cleavage. My legs have received many compliments on their shape, so I always wear a fashionable pair of heels to bolster their appearance. Earrings, necklace, bracelet and a nice wig complete the look.
My wardrobe is extensive. I have dozens of dresses, skirts, blouses, shoes. outerwear and accessories. Wigs of all shades and lengths are available to me as well. No matter how much I have, I can't resist the urge to buy more. Its definitely an obsession. When I'm fully dressed and see myself in the mirror, I nearly come to climax. OMG, how I wish I could be a woman. I'm so jealous of those who are.
Being bisexual, I crave having sex other men. As a younger man, it was relatively easy to hook up for same sex experiences. However, as I aged, it became harder to arrange such trysts. Becoming a crossdresser definitely increased my chances for success. I discovered that many men love "chicks with dicks". It opened up a whole new world for me. As soon as I began appearing in drag, I became much more desirable. My date requests grew immensely. I could pick and choose which ones to accept.
One thing I've always fantasized about was being a prostitute. How lucky women are that they can do this. I could never understand why more ladies don't participate in that occupation. I fantasized about it so much, I decided to try my luck as a crossdressing escort. Websites for escort service advertising are all over the internet. I offered my services on as many of them as I could. I really didn't know if I'd get any responses. To my surprise, the replies were overwhelming.
It was so easy to find men who wanted to have sex with me. There were several women as well. I've lost count of how many men I've sold my body to, but it has to be at least several hundred. Age range also surprised me. The youngest man I did told me he was 18, and I'm not sure if he really was . He looked no more than 16 and didn't have a car. I asked to see his ID, but he declined to show me anything. I probably shouldn't have had sex with him, but the opportunity was too irresistible. The oldest guy was in his 70's and the rest were part of every age group in between.
So far, I've made tens of thousands of dollars over the years as a part-time prostitute. I know its not the right thing to do, but I just can't stop. I've tried to quit many times. I love the work so much the idea of quitting is to depressing. I can't keep doing this forever. What am I going to do?
I'm 20 years old and is in a relationship for 5 years. Yup, you've read it right. I was in 4th yr high school when we started our relationship and was able survive college together. Only my closest friends knows about this- not all, actually. Only those "trusted" friends, and those whom I am with in the same situation (bisexual friends). I am a closet bisexual (to selected people, i guess?). My parents doesn't know about this. It's so hard for me, for us, to live normally as a couple. To my friends who doesn't know yet, I'm afraid of how they'll judge me. To my relatives, I'm afraid to what they'll react because I know they will all be against me. I wanted to pursue our relationship as long as we still both could fight for it. We've been hiding this to some people for 5 years already. Tho this situation made us even stronger, I always have this hope that someday, I'll be out and be able to live as how normal couple do in public; without any judgement at all. Though I embrace the fact that I'm a bisexual, it's really hard to live as one in this judgmental society. Anyway, above all these cowardice, I'll still pursue to what we've started as lovers and will still be hoping that someday I could hold her hands in public, kiss her, and be proud and brave enough to tell all the people that she's mine!
I'm a 23 yr old male and I have a complete obsession with sucking off older men. I've only ever been with 2, but for a year I would meet up with a 56 yr old man in his car, we would find a good spot and I would suck him off, swallow his load and he would drop me off. I never wanted anything in return except his cum, though occasionally he did suck me off as well. Now the man I see is 49, I go to his apartment and suck his cock to completion, sometimes he returns the favor but for the most part I go to satisfy my craving. However i love woman, and will only date woman. I only like men for their cocks, I would never date a man but I enjoy the company of a man when i'm single, but search for a woman to tie myself up with and then I am 100% faithful to her.
I’m dating this girl and we’ve decided to take things slow because this is my first relationship. She’s dated before but she understands why I’m nervous about everything, but we’ve been together for about a month or so and I can’t stop fantasizing about her. She lives with me because of reasons but I’m not ready for sex (we haven’t even made out) but I can’t stop thinking about her in sexual scenarios
When I was a teenager I was helping a friend of my dads do some work around his house, and one time when I bent over he started feeling my ass. I didn't know what to do, but I immediately got a hard on. I just smiled and let him continue, and before long he was unzipping my jeans and feeling my cock. I reached out and started feeling his and he was hard as a rock. He asked if it was my first time, and of course I said yes, and with that he sat back and guided my head to his crotch. He guided me and told me how to do it. To my surprise he soon started cuming in my mouth. I remember he did warn me first. I just started swallowing and took all of his cum without spilling a drop. That was the start, and I ended up spending the night with him on many occasions. I have been bi ever since.
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when i was six i kissed a girl, but now that i think about it, it was more than just ‘a kiss’. we didn’t understand what we’re doing at the time because we were so young (we were both only six) we thought that it was normal to do that with your bff. and when she came over we would tell each other that we loved each other and we would touch each other while we were naked. our parents never knew about our little “affair”. it wasn’t until i moved away from my home town and started a new school when i was 11 that i realised it wasn’t normal and that i actually liked girls. i haven’t told anybody since. not even my parents. and i don’t regret anything i did with her at all. sad part is, i haven’t talked to the girl in years because she moved away years before i did when we were 8. i wish i still had her in my life:( a kiss would feel great right about now. :(((((. oh and i still haven come out yet because i’m too scared. whoops.
Someone told me i was her first crush on a girl and that i was her bisexual awakening that made her question her sexuality and realise she's bi.
No one has ever said this to me before i never belived i could be this for someone . It's wonderful and i've been thinking about it for 2 days how amazing it is.
I am now older and married, but when I was around 23, I had an unexpected sexual encounter with another man.
I was recently graduated from college and had just gotten a job at a bank. I realized pretty quickly that I needed to have more professional clothes to wear than the khakis and jeans that I owned, so I went to a local department store -- basically a Macys equivalent -- to buy some nice slacks. After looking around a bit, I chose a few pairs of pants and went to the fitting room to try them on.
As I approached the fitting room, an older man who obviously worked there said he would help me try them on and make sure they had the right fit. He was probably in his 50s, tall and wiry, not good looking but not bad looking either. I thought it was a bit odd -- I had never had another man in the dressing room with me when I tried on clothes -- but he seemed like he knew what he was doing and that this was his job. And since I knew nothing about dress clothes, I said sure and thanked him.
He took me into one of the larger dressing rooms, which had three full-length mirrors at one and a small platform about six inches off the ground. He told me to take off my pants and try on the first pair I was interested in. I didn't think anything of it, and did what he asked. He then told me to stand on the platform so that he could check the fit.
After I did, he started checking the fit, around the waist, etc. He ran his hand over my crotch area and I felt his fingers running across my cock, from the outside of the pants of course. I thought it was probably accidental and didn't say anything, just let him get on with it. But he kept on returning his hand to my cock, each time feeling it beneath the pants, taking it in his fingers and gently shaking it back and forth, and also running down the length of my shaft to the head and then back up again.
Being young, I guess, I immediately started to get hard. Although my body liked it, I was also embarrassed and confused, so I would gently also move my hands over his to move them away. He would comply (as if nothing happened), but seconds later would always return his fingers to my cock and continue gently shaking my shaft back and forth and running his fingers up and down it and gently squeezing the head of my cock.
This went on for about a minute or two, and I was getting way too excited and was having a hard time breathing. He then said to take those pants off and try another pair. I was embarrassed, because I now had a raging erection and knew it would show in my briefs when I changed, but I felt I didn't have much choice. I took off the pants and, sure enough, my cock was making a huge tent in my briefs. He noticed and stared at it intently, but didn't say anything -- he just watched my cock.
As I took the second pair of pants and started to put them on, the head of my cock accidently slipped out through the front slit of my briefs and sprang out into view. I dropped the pants with one hand and fumbled around trying to get my cock back in my briefs, but it was awkward, and it took some time. The whole time he stared intently at my cock, but didn't say anything. I ended up with my cock standing straight up inside my briefs, pointing up to my belly button. I then put on the second pair of pants.
He then started to do the same checking of the fit that he did with the first pair. He was checking the fit and constantly bringing his fingers to my now very hard erection, rubbing it gently up and down and shaking it gently back and forth, while pretending to focus on other parts of the fit. But this time, since the head of my cock was peeping up from the top of the pants over the zipper, he kept running this fingers along the inside of the front waistline and asking if I thought the pants were too tight or too loose. I don't remember what I answered, all I remember was that he kept running his fingers along the head of my bare cock sticking out above the waistline and squeezing it gently. He was fingering my cock with both hands, but each time only briefly and acting as if he was just fitting the pants.
By this time, I was really getting aroused and having a hard time keeping my breathing under control. Although I didn't know what I wanted, I had stopped trying to move his hands away and just let him do what he wanted with my cock. I don't know how long this went on -- maybe only two or three minutes -- but I was no longer thinking straight.
He then said we should take off that pair of pants and try another. But instead of letting me unsnap them, he stuck his own fingers into the waistband around each side of my cock and rubbed me as he unsnapped them. He then put his hands inside both the pants and my briefs and pulled them both down to my knees.
I found myself standing there totally naked at the waist and nothing covering my raging erection. I was so turned on that a small dab of pre-come was on the end of my penis. He took my cock in his hands and, without another word, got on his knees and began giving me a blowjob.
I was speechless and didn't know what to do. Although at one level I knew we shouldn't be doing this and was really afraid we would get caught -- and I also didn't think of myself as anything but hetero -- his mouth on my cock felt absolutely amazing. He immediately had it covered with a ton of saliva, and was softly bobbing up and down on it while also moving one hand up and down on the base of my shaft, while the other hand very gently massaged my balls. He was also making quiet slurping sounds and running his tongue around the base of the head of my cock. It felt absolutely intense and amazing.
I have no idea how long it lasted, but I'm guessing just a few minutes. In what would be both impossible and embarrassing to me today, I quickly felt my balls trembling and, before I could do anything, exploded my ejaculation into his mouth after only about 4 minutes or so. He kept his mouth on my cock the whole time I was coming, which felt like a long time but was probably only a few seconds. He then slurped up and licked my cock, trying to get all of the come from my cock and clean it up.
After I came, I was suddenly extremely embarrassed and panicked. I'm not sure why -- maybe I was afraid of getting caught (would the store call the police? Write up a report on me that would stay in the store files?). Anyway, being panicked, I quickly threw on my own pants and almost ran out of the dressing room and out of the store, without buying anything or saying anything to the clerk who had just blown me.
I avoid the store for the next 3 months, mainly out of embarrassment. When I finally got the courage to return to the store, I made my way up to the men's section. I'm not sure why, maybe to see if the man was still there, maybe to see if something like that would happen again? I really don't know. Anyway, I couldn't find the man who had serviced me, and I never saw him there again.
Weirdly, I never felt like that man took advantage of me. On the contrary, I've recounted the memory many times, and often masturbate to it. If it were possible to go back in time, I would have wanted to thank him, or at least treat him with more kindness and respect than I did. I guess that's the arrogance of youth. But it really was one of the most unexpected but erotic sexual experiences I ever had.
I love both men and women but sometimes I wish to live in a world of cute, beautiful and sexy women with huge cocks existed and I was the only woman with a pussy. Imagining all those femdoms dominating me and owning me like a slave makes my pussy so wet. Hehe, I'm getting really wet just thinking about it. Only in my dreams I guess, hehe.
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I'm an 19 yr old male and finally i got what I've been wanting for so long. I've known my best friend since i was 12 years old and we always hang out just about everyday. So comfortable with each other to the point we can hang out in or boxers and chill but i had never told him that i had a thing for him. We always go out to parties and get with girls and stuff but i've always wanted to try with a man and wanted it to be with him. Well last night we were hanging out getting drunk and my parents were away for the night. So were sitting in my room, drinking and watching some movies and we got into talking about girls that we like. Well that led into us talking about what we'd like to do with them and got us a little worked up, then i said to him "not if i get her first" and he responded with "ha suck my dick ya right" and it just popped out, i said "okay whip it out!" he laughed and said to me "don't tempt me i will" So i said "i will too". Anyways he unzipped his pants and pulled it out so i stared at his dick for a second and said screw it, i started sucking his cock, and i kept going until he came which was around 30 - 40 minutes and i swallowed it was so delicious, Then he decided to suck me off so after that he asked if he could fuck me, i said sure and grabbed a condom and he fucked me for so long, it hurt at first but it got so much better. When he came he ripped the condom off and came in my mouth again. We fell asleep together and when we woke up we remembered everything, sucked each other off again and then went about our day. I'm so happy i now have his cock in my life
I like to send sorry pictures of myself to people for money. Guys. Girls. It doesn't matter. It makes me feel slutty and gets me money. I take requests too and those have been fun and worth the money. No one in my life knows that I do this.
so I am a m13,it was when I was 10 men and my bestfriend devin (11 )were playing watching tv in my house we were alone.Devin asked me to get on the floor I did as told then he pulled down my pants sucking my 7in dick,at first I didn't know what to do so I just stayed then u was enjoying it I told him to pull of his shorts he had a 6in, I stating sucking then we both went in the bathroom and went naked then he told me to bend over I did he put his dick inside of me he was starting to cum I swallowed it all then u fucked him rough he was moaning so loud but my mom wasn't home it felt good. Now I'm moved and now I'm bisexual I still think and dream about him I miss him.
I'm bisexual female and last year I finished high school. 2 years ago I had a big crush on one guy from school, he wasn't interesed but on last day of school we got drunk and ended up kissing. He is a year older than me and his sister is my generation. I think she was mad at me although we didnt really hang out. The crush ended that summer but few months later my generation went to exscursion... There I started having sexual and romantic feelings for his sister. I started being very attracted to her. I never realised before how beautiful that girl is... Year and a half has passed and I still didn't got over her. We ended up on the same college (we don't see each other often bcs its corona). Sometimes we text about college and I think we are now a bit closer than before, we also have a few mutual friends... Nobody is sure about her sexuality bcs she is uncomfortable when someone talks about boys, girls whatever but we assume she is straight. Our friend knows her since they were 7 and she says she hasn't had a crush in her entire life (we are 19)... I know this situation is wierd bcs of my history with her brother but I really like her and want to be closer to her.... I want to hear your opinons..... Am I sick? What can I do?
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