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I indeed had an experience in a closet.
When I was a boy (till the Age of 13) I often hided in the Closet of my parents. Often I slept there.
One Day our Grandpa was watching for me and my Sister (i was 11, sister 10).
I was asleep in my parents closet and woke up by voices in the Room.
It was my grandpa and my sister. They took off all their clothes and layed down on the Bed.
It was funny. First grandpa licked her between her legs and she giggled all the Time. The he layed down on his back and my sister took his penis in her mouth. It got bigger and bigger and he took her Head in his hands and he shook all over. I stayed quite until they dressed and went down the stairs.

  • I sucked my first cock last night. He caught me watching him as he masterbated. Within seconds he had got me on my knees before him blowing him hard. I put up no resistance submitting totally to that hard throbbing cock. The taste the feel the erotic excitement left me in no doubt about my role. He came I swallowed then stuck out my tong to show him

    I'm 19 year old female. Considered myself as straight as hell till junior in H.S. I have a serious relationship with a guy and we have straight sex regularly.

    One of my best friends has a pool that a lot of us girls have hung out at for years. We have had the privilege to skinny dip and lay out topless since Jr. High.

    Some of the moms have even come over and laid out at times. I do appreciate other females body and can admit to myself if one is hot.

    Several years ago two of the moms where in the house talking about a lesbian friend they knew in front of myself and another of my friends.
    We thought it kinda uncomfortable hearing but also interesting.

    I came to realize it was on purpose to get us in conversation to feel around our thoughts.
    Me and my friend had both said in the past that Ms Rhonda is very touchy, and stares and smiles a lot.

    Ms Rhonda's daughter, Dana is bi and has been with a friend of her sister that is in college. She has shared with us at times about it and how good the girl makes her feel and nothing like the orgasm she has. Most of us at that time was like "hmm ok wow".

    Come to find out through much "I won't tell" from other friends. Dana has been with Jackie, Ms Rhonda's friend. Jackie is in early 50's.

    So this is on my mind constantly and several of my friends. I couldn't help but imagining what it would be like with Dana, Ms Rhonda or any of my friends. But it was starting to get me aroused.

    I started becoming drawn to Ms Rhonda, fantasizing making out with her in a cabin and sometimes even being in bed with her and Ms Jackie, being kissed and eaten by both over and over.

    Well some fantasies come true. One day while in the kitchen and some of the friends at the pool Ms Rhonda comes up behind me and gives me a hug. The normal laugh and turn around didn't happen. I just melted, I surprised myself too. I grabbed her hands that were around my waist and held them there. She stayed there, I tilted my head to one side and it came natural! I exhaled deep and pulled her hands up to my boobs! She kissed me on my neck and whispered "I've been wanting to make love to you for years. That would have put me very young I might add.

    I met Ms Rhonda at a rental house they have in town the next day. I was nervous, excited, soaked and determined I was gonna really let it all go, whatever she wanted.
    There wasn't a lot of foreplay or conversation, oddly we stood in the bedroom, and she had me slowly take her clothes off. It was so fucking hot! I was trembling, her body was so beautiful, I never imagined I would do what I did a week prior.

    I took her blouse off, then her bra, oh my gosh! Touching her boobs....squeezing them..then I sucked them. I realized the role was backwards and that's how she was making sure I was wanting this. I took her skirt off, no panties! Just a gorgeous light, trimmed bush. I licked her tummy then she took my head and put it on her pussy.

    She stripped me, turned me around and lick my ass for awhile. Finally we are in the bed, actually making out! I really enjoyed deep French kissing with an older woman. She said I was doing great and extremely mature young lady.
    I was enjoying being the one making her feel good, me being the aggressor, imagine that. SO I went down on her, I must say when I got there the thought came to mind, I'm a lez, must be, I'm gonna do this every day.

    Her pussy had pretty large lips, I love them. I had a mouth full of them. I got her off, it was great.

    It became my turn, I had never had so many fingers in me, she fingered my ass, ate it for what seemed like hours,sucked and sqeezed my boobs hard.

    I gotta wrap this up.

    I have since, with some time inbetween, made love to Ms Rhonda many times, Ms Jackie maybe 5 times, Dana a bunch.
    Dana, her mom and me know about each other. Her mom though gets into asking me about how Dana is during our times....hmmmm?

    Oh well, I'm bi I guess. Now off to meet my boy friend.

  • The Realtor.

    I interned with a major corporation during grad school and it developed into full-time employment after graduation. I had sex with my male cousins before I ever had got any pussy, so bisexuality had been part of me since I was in my teens. I was living with a beautiful undergrad during my internship and when I went to work full-time. After a couple of years she began to push me for marriage and I just wasn't interested in a committment. Fortunatley a transfer and promotion was offered but she declined to move with me across ccountry to she deep south. I moved across country and had been living in an apartment almost a year when my grandparents offered to "gift" me the down payment on my own house.
    When I began my house search I had so many realtor referrals from people I decided to choose a realtor at random. I wrote down the names od three local realestate office, put them in a box shook and choose the realtor office to contact. I went to their web side to review the realtors and choose a really handsome realtor and gace him a call.
    Shortly there after he stopped by my office for our first meeting and it went really good. The following Saturday morning we met for breakfast and then went to his office to register me as his client and see if there were any lising that fit my criteris. We parted jsut befor lunch and I went on my way confident I had made a wise decision. As time progressed, we got to know each other and I learned he was 42 with a sons in middle school and his wife was a school a Nursing Supervisor at one of the local hospitals.
    Over the next 6 weeks we spent may hours together looking at houses and condo's, so we got to know each other. One day he told me he had what he thought I might like in a new subdivision which was popular because of the school system which would offer great resaele value, or security when I got married and had choldren. I told him marriage was not on the table with me, that 3 years with a nagging, demanding female was enough for a life time. He responded that marriage had drawbacks but sex at home is better than having to go looking for sex when yuu get horny. I told him I stayed horny and "Mrs Palmer and her five daughters" relieved me daily..sometimes more than once. Dead silence and he said, married men beat off too. Of course, a warm wet has advantages. I turned to look at him as he was driving into the driveway of a house and dsaid, frankly, I preferk blow jobs and the advantages of beating off far exceeded the drama of some women.
    As we got back into his car and he started the engine he said, if you ike head and in a rush there are several Adult Book Stores with glory holes. As long as you don't care who blows you. I said, I am not there to kiss them, make love to them or marry them, I just want to pop a nut, so where are these book storess? By the time we got to the next house he told me there locations (off the beaten path) and admitted he had been there a few times himself as he turned off then car. I looked in his face and said, so your cool with a dude blowing you? He said, I am and you should try it. I said, I am bisexual and give as good as I recieve.
    That was tghe last house on the list for that Saturday, so as we got back in his car to take me to mine he said, have you ever had a 3 way with a man and woman? I said, no but I would love to ...if the name is bi. He said he had a married bi friend who shares his wife and they would intertain a 3rd bi man...if I were interested. I told him I wold think about it.
    The next afternoon he text me indicating a colleague has just listed a new construction house that met all me criteria and he would pick me up and show it, if I had the time. An hour later I was getting in his car and off we went to the new house and it was the closest to what I wanted, so I put in a offer. We went to my apartment to dothe paper work and when finsihed we opened a beer and he set on the sofa and as I went to sit in the chair he said turn some bi porn, which I did. few minutes later I stood up and dropped my shorts exposing my above average Italian Sausage and he did the same, exposing a really thick cock with a big head. Our clothes and shoes were from the living room to the bedroom floor as we hit the bed in 69 and stayed there until we both blew massive loads.
    We went for a 2nd beer while we relaoded and went at it again. That time we took turns istting on the others chest fucking their mouth with our dicks and our hands locked behind their heads.
    My realtor has become a best friend spending lots of time at my new house in the suburbs and has introduced me to several of his bi married/divorced friends and even a couple of 4 sums with his bisexual law enforcement vuddy, his wife and the two of us. Funny how I never made it too the Adule Book Store on the other side of the county. Funny how bi married and divorced men experience the best of straight and bi sex.

    Long before it was acceptable my lesbian mother had me in secret, hidden away. I was raised by her sister. I found out who my mother was when I was 22. It is also the year my mother came out to me, "I am a lesbian and I am your mother". Of course I knew her all my life, as my aunt. That quirky woman who lived in Oakland, California. Now she was my mother and I met her lesbian partner. So, if she was my mother who was my father? My father who raised me is my father, her sister's husband. Not on purpose, a drunk party when she still hid her perversion from the general public.

    I went to work for Delta after college, a flight attendant with a Math degree. I got the job because a 'close' friend had a job with Delta. I also suffered from the same perversion. My close friend was my college lover, neither one of us showed our true colors to anyone else. I came out to my mother the day she came out to me and confessed she was my mother. My first time telling someone I had a girlfriend. My girlfriend freaked out, she was hurt that I told someone. Being a pervert was not something you admitted to. We were close friends. Now my mother knew we were lovers.

    My mother lived in Oakland, we lived in conservative Atlanta. Sure there were stories of flight attendants that fucked pilots, and whispers of flight attendants that ate pussy. But that was a party girl, just waiting for a mechanic with a big dick to fuck her and have four kids. We did not fuck pilots, we went to Church and felt guilty because we ate pussy. My mother held our hand and helped us realize we were not the only girls who ate pussy. We transferred to San Francisco and my mother took us around.

    Still, all in all my mother that raised me said you get married, you have a family and you keep your girlfriend to yourself. I obeyed the mother that raised me. I married a professor of Mathematics and I had four children. My girlfriend retired from Delta and she helped me raise my children and look after my husband. We never came out to him, or my children. We are just fast friends from college, we might as well have been sisters we are so close.

    My husband lost his fight and cancer took him and I have a hole in my soul. My mother is an old woman now, one of the handful of people who knows. She is a bit more open but she understands that we are not going to step out, not at our age. We are going to stay friends, lay on the couch together, travel together, and from time to time eat pussy. My mother, the one who raised me, she does understand, she has kept her sisters perversion a secret and has kept my perversion a secret too.

  • hi everyone my name is Scott Harsh fem name is Cassie Harsh I am a 58 y/o crossdresser from Lakeland Fl. I have sex with other men and men only I suck their cocks until they cum in my month and swallow the cum I also like when they put that big cock inside my ass and fuck me until they explode inside of me I am a sissy faggot boy and I love it I try to have a dick everyday its mostly married men who are attracted to me and in my years of having sex with men I haven't got any diseases so I am going to keep playing with men until I cant anymore I have been going to work in womens clothes more often I got asked by a coworker if I was queer and I said yes I was and he just walk away so my work place knows I am a crossdresser sissy faggot boy and believe me it feel so good that people can except you how you are my boss has ask me out on a date a couple of times I said no but this last time he sent me red roses my favorite so I think I am going to and I would love to get into a real relationship with a man and a man only I love who I am I AM A SISSY FAGGOT BOY CROSSDRESSER I LOVE BEING ONE hugs and kisses to all you sexy men