She stood there before us all, naked from head to toe. Our eyes studied every detail of her body, including her behind, since she was standing in front of a large mirror, with her right foot up on a chair and her right hand resting on her knee. With the exception of two female art students, we drawers were all young men; even our teacher, in his mid-forties...
It was the usual North Indian winter morning with fog being a culprit to air, road and rail traffic. However, this year, fog turned out to be lucky for me as I enjoyed full day with 2 chics; my old school batch mates – Aanchal and Shivani. We had planned a school get together after 25 years of matriculation and out of a class of 40, we could find 32 who co...
Note: Due to some unfortunate errors, there has been a lot of confusion about the story so rather than screw around, I'm re-posting the story in blocks of about 8 chapters as bi-sexual. I hope this ends the confusion and thanks for staying with me. Chapters 1 through 8 Chapter 1 It had been a rotten week with car problems, hubby problems and now the freak...
I am so excited tonight is my night to be in control. I have been planning for weeks how I want to do this. I have had several ideas, all of which are very good ones. I just need to decide which one or two do I want to use tonight. Greg looks down at his phone and sees that he has a message from Amy. He gets immediately excited when he sees the word "contr...
We got back from pools tired from all that swimming and me a little extra as I still had morning scene in the kitchen in my head, both heads in fact. Cucumber on a desk reminded me on morning even more. That day my cock was more time hard than being soft and that is not what I like. We were resting on a sofa in living/kitchen room and drinking after lunch...
A couple weeks went by. Sarah seemed to have lost interest in him, and in me. She was dating a guy from our school now, a senior, and he seemed to take up all her time. I felt bad about how we had used the guy across the complex. I had never even found out his name. One afternoon, I knocked on his door. "Can I come in?" "Of course." He offered me some co...
I still have trouble believing this all actually happened. I was being transferred about 800 miles away. Julie and I had been dating for a few months, and things were pretty good between us. She was a VERY enthusiastic, if somewhat inexperienced lover, but she said she loved me and would do anything to make me happy. Anyway, we talked about our situation, an...
I waited five minutes, took off the trench coat and began to descend down to the dock/pier. The conservative people on their yachts and groups of guys BBQing on the backs of their boats had to pick their jaws up off the floor at the sight of me. I wasn't certain whether they knew I was a guy or thought I was a prostitute, but what was certain was that every...
I had always planned to go to college, but I was already fairly secure in my business, so I entered college with no scholastic trepidation. My way bigger fear was that I was still sporting a bikini tan, which kept me conflicted; fearful of being discovered, constantly on a sexual edge, and woefully missing Beth. The bikini bra outline was her "brand" upon...
"What's good, people, I'm Mr. BWC, and I got one hell of a story for you," says I, and I know I've got your immediate attention, ladies and gentlemen. I'm an average-looking guy, Caucasian, in my twenties, with brown hair and blue eyes. I live in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. Government name is Brian Wilcox-Crawford, and it's quite ironic because my initials...