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By *i015 OP Man
over a year ago
Millbrook, Southampton |
This is a story I found on the net (Not my own), this is how I'd like my first experience to be.
My Introduction into Bisexuality
Having worked as a rep in the hair care products industry for a couple of years you might imagine that I've met and seen a number of interesting people. I found salon owners to be, for the most part, pretty bright and some very charismatic.
One particular customer of mine was a couple who owned a top rate full service salon in Lansing. As a customer of mine for just a couple of months my responsibility was to give their entire staff a clinic, a demonstration or our entire product line. I did so one hot summer evening after their shop had closed.
As I was giving the informal demo, cocktails and munchies flowed before, during and after (that I had provided) to help create a most comfortable selling situation. (That would be the norm in this industry). After the meeting, probably 11ish, the owners invited me to their home, along with another employee of theirs, for an even more 'informal' and 'intimate demonstration', as it was put to me.
The thoughts of spending time with a very attractive couple and a woman who I had flirted with on a couple of occasions got my attention immediately. The owners, Frank and Liz were, as I said very attractive. Both in their mid to late forties.
Liz, about 5'8 very curvy top and bottom, red/brown hair and blue eyes. Frank wasn't tall but in shape and was probably what most women considered sexy. Elaine, their head stylist, was very tall, dark hair and eyes, long legs, runway model type, but with an ass that curved out in a way that said, cum bend me over and fuck me...
As we were about to depart for their home, Elaine got a call and begged out, disappointingly. Liz, standing next to me, gave my arm a firm squeeze and asked, if I would still join them for some fun, as she put it. Doing so with a wink that had my mind going into many directions.
Following the two of them in my car we arrived at their large and beautiful home and went directly to a tastefully decorated den with a wet bar and a couple of comfortable couches. Frank making small talk about business and pouring drinks, Liz sitting very close to me on the couch while talking about how she had wished that Elaine could have come along to join us.
While talking with her hands would brush my arm or thigh while making a point. I found this all to be a very precise and provocative program in the works and was enjoying it very much. Little did I know how provocative it was soon to be.
While I've been with several older woman before, (I think I was 22 or 3 at this time within this job stint) my mind was whirling at what was going on here, and how Frank seemed right at ease with how his wife was flirting with me. He had also made a couple of comments to me about how 'hot' Liz looked tonight(earlier at the shop) and asked if I had thought the same.
My response was a restrained affirmation. I wasn't ignorant to the fact that this could all be a stage for some very interesting adult activity. After more small talk about some of their employees and some serious sexual innuendo, I can't remember exactly how we got to the next interesting chapter. We were talking about my previous job as a Rep for a dress manufacturer and how I had to 'hire' a model to accompany me to the local show down at Cobo Hall to model the line for that season, all day during my sales appointments at my booth.
Liz jumped into that and said that she had modeled for a rep in the industry much the same way years back but it was a lingerie line. I mentioned how she must have been a big hit for her rep, with the voluptuous figure she had, as well as a great 'come hither' look about her. We all laughed as the drinks we're still being poured...
This is where my memory of detail gets a little foggy for a moment but then will kick right in...Sitting on the couch talking to Frank about his wife, who had left the room for something or another, he was telling me some very intimate details of how she great she was at fellating him (I distinctly remember him using that word) and how she was able to take his ample cock all the way down her throat without a problem and loved doing so. Now at this point I did realize he had a lot to drink and the vibrato had to be talking. I remember making some kind of positive 'guy thing' to say and told him how much I envied him... |
hand squeezing my full balls.
Ummmm, my passion was in over drive. Up and down she slid her opening over my rock hard muscle. After what seemed like just moments she pulls her lips from mine and we both look to the side to hear and see where Frank is kneeling next to our heads. His long, hard cock in his hand only inches from our faces.
Seeing another man's cock in a way that was totally new to me. Not only different in that it was hard and excited, different from all of the 'soft' men I had seen throughout my life in the health clubs and in school locker rooms. This was me in an incredibly sexually excited state and at this point all I saw was more opportunity for sexual pleasure.
Looking up at Liz, a smirk on her face, she had sensed my slight hesitation in our actions and took his cock in her hand and pulled him between our faces and began to lick along the shaft pushing it down into onto my willing lips to lick as well.
At that point Frank lets out a long grown of pleasure and grabs the back of my head and turns it so that the velvet mushroom head is now directly pointed at my lips. Liz backs her mouth off and guides her husband as I open wide to pull his member into my mouth, a man's hard cock into my mouth for the first time in my life! With all caution to the wind, I suck and allow his cock to penetrate my mouth.
Liz now kneels up with her pussy still pumping my cock and while watching this young stud suck her husband's long cock. What a sight it must have been. A true bisexual scene in creation for the first time in this young man's life. My head turned and now ambitiously using my oral talents in a new and darkly erotic way.
My head was spinning with pleasure as I was going thru all of the different things in my mind, such as.... How un-masculine this very macho guy must look with a cock in his mouth, how hot my loins were that I'd do anything to continue this erotic high, and even more to the point, how incredibly dark and nasty it felt to be the in the center of all of this debauchery in one way and another. I wanted to feel this new and exciting way to satisfy my oral cravings and being able to do so with a hot sensual and sexual woman sucking my cock to it's limits with her talented pussy.
The room was filled with the sounds of sexual rage and the aroma of sweat and sexual juices. I was sucking, or more likely, being fucked, for all it was worth. My tongue familiar with what would make me feel pleasure and duplicating that as best I could. Now, my hand was stroking him into my mouth, licking along it's side and sucking him as deep as I could without gaging. My neurotic erotic brain was focused on how this wonderful, nasty feeling was overwhelming all of my straightforward upbringing and not caring for the moment how it looked or seemed.
I wanted pleasure and was having all of it in all of this. Liz looked so hot as I caught her eyes in that now familiar fog of delirium. Her shapely torso and bouncing breasts looking every bit the slut I wanted taking my cock at the moment. My balls were ready to explode and I knew it was just a matter of time. I also knew that when I do cum they, Liz and Frank, could lose some of their power of suggestion as to what they wanted from me. I knew that right now I'd participate in almost any form of crude, erotic debauchery to keep this high..Thinking that, I didn't want to come for hours...
