My First Experience With A Bisexual Female Was Something I Never Expected
When you least expect it, you may just discover you are bisexual, all you need is the opportunity to arise and there are areas of sexuality where doors can be opened. When I had my firs female bisexual female, I didn’t want it to end, but sadly all good things come to an end.
I was going through a really terrible time with my boyfriend and although I never believed he was faithful, I wanted out of the relationship and eh wouldn’t leave me alone. For some stupid reason I thought if I cheated and fucked another guy, my boyfriend would fuck off too. But this didn’t work.
What he wanted to do was get involved in swinging for whatever his rationale was. He had a look around found out about some swingers clubs and eventually made contact with the female half of another couple. He wanted to get together and meet them, I was really halfhearted about it all, but eventually I agreed.
He convinced me, again, that swinging was a solution to my honestly, bad behavior – I was harming myself more than anything. Anyway I agreed to a meeting with another swinging couple and we arranged to meet, I was very curious I admit.
We went out early, had a few drinks and by the time we arrived at the Marquee, my nerves were pretty settled and I was cooking nicely on a couple of glasses of red wine.
On arrival, our couple met us at the door and showed us around, what a fucking eye-opener!! I was trying to be blasé, a girl about town, but I couldn’t believe my eyes. Bedrooms built for sex (no doors), a dungeon, romp rooms with different rules, and anything goes room, and a massive steaming heated swimming pool, as well as dining, bar and nightclub area. This was like an adults play park.
After dinner, getting to know our hosts, a few more drinks, watching the stripper and dancing up a storm I was feeling like a real bisexual female, I was ready to party it up in the swimming pool and that is where we went.
We were all turned on actually, the hot water hand and hot mouths, tits and pussy. But there came a time when the swapping began. This was it, the adult bit and I really didn’t want it but did it anyway, I fucked with her husband. More harm to my already fucked up psyche? Probably!
We were all over each other in the pool and it was a big turn on to know her husband and my estranged boyfriend were looking on too. Quite frankly I was sadly disappointed when she handed me over to her husband, I didn’t fancy him at all, and this pretty much fucked me up for the rest of the evening. I understood, swinging is swinging and you have to swap.
Last Modified: July 21st, 2010
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