8 comments/ 102335 views/ 13 favorites My First "Bi" Experience By: Marieincostarica I'm a 33-year-old happily married woman, mother of four, who has always been very very bi-curious. I remember when I was a teen trying on clothes in my room with a friend or two and sometimes I would admire them. Of course, I felt it wasn't right and suppressed those feelings. I got married pretty young (21), and eventually shared my feelings and fantasies with my husband, who got VERY turned on hearing me speak about it. Unfortunately, Costa Rica is a very small, conservative country, where everyone pretty much knows everyone. This ruled out almost every chance of experimentation. Although I travel abroad once or twice a year, I really wouldn't know where or how to start looking to quench my desires. Luckily, fate intervened a few weeks ago and I am dying to share it with someone, so here it goes. My family and I went to enjoy a long weekend at the beach and as soon as we pulled into the house, I got a call saying I was wanted for a shoot. Trust me, I'm not a super model by any stretch of the imagination, but I do occasional commercials every now and then. Because I was leaving for the States in a couple of weeks (shopping girls), any extra money would come in perfectly. I asked my husband and he was all for it, so I hopped back into the car and drove home, leaving hubby all alone with the 4 kids! By the time I made it back into the city, I was literally exploding, and had to tinkle BADLY. I ran into the house and into the nearest bathroom. When I was done, and much calmer, as I buttoned my jeans, I swore I heard moaning. Yeah...moaning! At first I was little scared...I mean, why would anyone be moaning in my house, which was suppose to be empty. But, as I neared my bedroom, I remembered we had asked our neighbor's daughter to look after our dog. You know...feed and walk. Obviously she invited her boyfriend over and was REALLY going at it. But, as I neared the bedroom, I heard that background music that all erotic films have. So now the question was, was Margarita moaning or was it the TV? I've never felt so sinister in my life. Instead of going in the bedroom, I went around to the bathroom that connects to it, and once in there, I peaked inside. My first reaction was absolute shock. There, on my bed, was Margarita, with a t-shirt bunched up above her breasts and NOTHING else on, with MY massager firmly planted on her clitty, in the throes of a very powerful orgasm. She was transfixed to the TV and she was moaning away almost in unison with the character on the screen who was being made love to orally. Well, I said, that my first reaction was shock, then, I felt dirty...yeah, really dirty. I mean, here I was looking at this 18 or 19-year-old girl, who-by-the-way I have known for about ten years, pleasuring herself on my bed, and I guess I felt dirty because it was arousing me, very much. Every time she orgasmed, she would lift that tight little butt of hers off the bed and push herself harder onto the massager 'till I thought she would snap the handle. While I was torn by what to do, my last feeling was embarrassment. For me and her, and I really didn't want to embarrass her and tarnish our relationship. So I quietly walked out of the bathroom, soaked panties and all, realizing this WAS the opportunity I had been waiting for all my life, but hey, to approach my friends daughter would be just plain wrong. I made my way outside, sat in my car with my heart pounding, deliberating my next move. I made some calls confirming the time and place where I had to be the next day, and after ten minutes, decided to ring the doorbell. No answer. I rang it again, and still no answer. Three minutes later, I rang it again and again, 'till I heard her yell, "Coming!" She peered through the window, was very surprised to see me, and opened the door immediately. Her cheeks were flushed, her hair a little messy, and she was wearing my terry cloth robe which looked incredibly sexy on her. Just so you can imagine Margarita, she's very tall, maybe 5'9", thin, long jet black hair, beautiful brown eyes, and probably doesn't weigh more than 120 - 125lbs. Her breasts are small and her legs, incredibly long. And she has a very nice butt. I mean, up to then, I had never looked at her as a sexual being, you know, but us girls do admire one another every now and then. Anyway, to say she was speechless wouldn't begin to describe her. She said she wasn't expecting me, that the dog had jumped on her and gotten her clothes dirty so she was washing them, and, she was watching a movie while the clothes washed. No problem I said. She went on and on about apologizing for wearing my robe. "Margarita, please, don't worry. It's NO problem." I assured her. I went to my bedroom with my little bag in tow and she followed closely behind. I immediately placed my bag on the bed and opened it, and started taking my stuff out. I was eyeing the place out of the corner of my eye, and I noticed her clothes on the floor on my side of the bed, and the corded massager on top of the nightstand. I ignored them, grabbed my cosmetic bag, and went into the bathroom to put them away. When I came back to the bedroom, no Margarita, no clothes, and the massager was back in its place (bottom drawer of the night stand). I put my clothes away, changed into shorts and a t, and made my way to the outside terrace where Margarita was already seated on one of the couches. "Sweetie, you want something to drink?" "I'll take a diet coke, thanks" "OH come on, let's have a real girl's night" I suggested. "My husband was going to make Margaritas tonight at the beach, and I can almost taste them...what do you say?" "Really!?....Ok!" I put ice in the blender, added the tequila and mix, rimmed the glasses with salt, and poured us each a healthy drink. We toasted to girls night, and started chatting immediately. We spoke of clothes, shopping, boyfriends, and eventually hit upon college life. She was in her second semester of high school, (god I felt depraved), and she had already been accepted to Purdue for the fall semester and was anxious because she didn't know what to expect. Her mother had studied in Europe decades earlier, and she didn't have an older sister or brother, so I shared my college experiences with her. This of course led to an in depth discussion on dorm room etiquette (what to do when your roommate is entertaining), and that in turn led us down the path to sex. I lost track of how many times I refilled our drinks, but by the time the bottle of tequila was almost empty, the conversation was really getting steamy. Margarita's boyfriend had NEVER made her orgasm. "How about anyone else?" I asked. "Mrs. Anderson...God....I haven't been with anyone else," she blushed. "So...you've never had an orgasm," I asked. Now she really blushed. "Well, yes, I have." Nothing like playing stupid, right? "How?" I asked. She shifted on the couch, with her feet underneath her, "In the tub." "Ohhh, ok. Yeah, I had my first one like that too." I said. "But trust me, you'll be happy to expand your horizons up at school." She laughed and coquettishly threw her hair back. "Ms. Anderson, I don't know what type of girl you think I am," she said smiling. "Margarita darling, there's NOTHING wrong with sex. You say you've had orgasms, right?" "Yeah." "Did you enjoy them?" "God yeah." "Something you would like to experience again," I asked. "Sure, but I'm not going to sleep around, you know?" "Well that's good, but just wait 'till you meet someone who pulls the rug from under your feet." "What do you mean?" "You'll see." From there she went on to say that she felt maybe a little inadequate...suggesting that it was her fault her boyfriend couldn't make her cum! "Oh sweetheart, you have no idea how wrong you are. It's just that young boys really don't have the slightest clue as to what buttons to push." I then went on to share with her how my first boyfriend never EVER made me "o". And, thankfully, the conversation became even more frank. "How old were you Mrs. Anderson?" "15." "No way!" "Yep, and I was head over heels in love Margarita. We would make love every chance we got." "Wow...and you never...came?" "No...but I swear I enjoyed it. The feeling of closeness, intimacy, of being loved." "So...who was the first?" she asked. "The first what?" "The first guy who made you have an orgasm?" "Oh...that was Michael in college." "Can you tell me how it happened?" "He made oral love to me." I answered frankly. "No way! That was your first time?" "Yep. I was an innocent little freshmen and he was a sophomore. We were in his room after a party, I remember I was wearing a skirt, and he had it up around my waist and he was ... kissing and licking me, and I had never felt anything like it before. I mean, yes, I had had my experiences in the tub and everything, but I started feeling something I had never felt before in my entire life....I mean, absolutely divine." "And I had the most powerful orgasm I have ever had in my life I think." "NO way!" "Yep." She readjusted her feet underneath her, and I got up to serve us two more drinks. "Well Jorge too doesn't have the slightest idea what he's doing." She said. "That's normal...that'll change in school." There was a moment of silence and she bit her lip, readjusted herself again, and said, "And Mr. Anderson...does he...satisfy you?" "Yes Margarita, he does. He's a great lover, the best I've had." "But I thought you said the guy in college gave you the best orgasm?" "No, I said it was the most powerful, but Mr. Anderson pushes other buttons," I said smiling. She squirmed a little and asked, "Like what? Can you tell me? Please?" "Oh god, where do I start?" "You know what Margarita, you're not going to believe this, but sex is really as much a mental thing as it is physical. He and I start flirting from early in the day. When I'm getting dressed in the morning, he might suggest a short skirt which I know excites him. I'll then ask if I should go panty-less. "Really??? Oh my god." "And that's how the game starts, way before we even get to foreplay." When he comes home for lunch, he might try to feel me under the skirt, and I'll playfully pull away, but it excites me...it turns me on Margarita. While we're watching the news and the kids are in the room he'll start feeling me under the covers, touching my breasts and my butt, which drives me crazy. And I'll feel him, and he'll be hard. She squirmed again. Then we have to wait for the kids to go to bed and he'll get in the shower and clean up and then I'll shower and crawl into bed with him. Of course, he'll ignore me, pretending to watch TV, and the waiting gets me even more turned on. By now Margarita's eyes were wide open, and she was listening and watching intently. "Look, I don't want to corrupt you or anything, but let me just tell you, without getting into any further details, he can make me have 15 maybe 20 screaming orgasms in one night." "NO WAY!!!" "Way, as you kids say." "That's impossible." "Nope, I swear it isn't." "How?" Her cheeks were flushed, she was fidgety, and she was biting on her lower lip. "Well, like I said, I'm not going to share my husband's and mine private sex life, but trust me, you'll find out soon enough." Margarita excused herself to go pee, and when she came back, she said she had a great buzz going. "Me too sweetie, me too." "So, how do we continue girl's night I asked?" "How about a movie and popcorn in the a/c?" she asked. "Perfect. You go to my bed and get comfy and I'll make us popcorn." When I returned she was already under the covers and channel surfing. "Mrs. Anderson, can I call my mom and say I'm spending the night at Valerie's, I don't want her to know I've been drinking." "Well look, I don't like you telling any lies to your mom. Why don't I just call her and tell her I came home unexpectedly and found you asleep here, ok?" "Perfect." I did just that, and after some insistence convinced Emily that Margarita wouldn't be an inconvenience and to let her stay. I crawled into bed with the huge bowl of popcorn and watched some movie Margarita had settled on. Ten minutes or so into it, Margarita got up saying she had to pee and as she got out of bed and as the covers fell off her, I noticed she only had on panties and a bra. She slipped the robe on and went to the bathroom and when she returned and got back in bed, and actually watched 10 minutes more of the movie, she determined it was boring. Turning to me, she said, "Mrs. Anderson, this is REALLY boring, it's going to put me right to sleep. Can we watch something else?" "Sure...anything you want." "Can I ask you a HUGE favor, and you promise not to tell my mom?" "Depends on the favor." "Do you have any ... um, like .... Umm..." she started saying, stuttering. "Go on Margarita, what's on your mind? Just say it." "Uh...like films that could help me, uh, like understand the stuff we were talking about today?" she said completely blushing and not making eye contact at all. I love playing stupid, "I don't understand sweetie." "You know, like ... uhhh...sexy movies?" "Oh...sure I do, go pick one out, bottom drawer of the chest in my closet." "Really!? Great!" she almost shrieked as she jumped out of bed, forgot about the robe, and ran to make her selection. "Which one should I get?" she yelled from the closet. "Anyone you want sweetie." She practically ran back into the room and put the DVD in, and settled back into the bed. As the usual warnings came on I was delighted to see had picked my absolute favorite. It was some adult movie actress talking about erotic toys and then showing how each of them worked with other actors and actresses. It always got me going. The great thing is that it started out very tame, with the actress speaking about how to introduce these goodies into every day lovemaking. She was dressed decently, in a normal setting. I glanced over at Margarita and saw that she was paying very close attention to everything the actress was saying. About ten minutes later, after the lady had made her point, and all the models were introduced, each couple gets to pick the toy of their preference and try it out. That's when things started heating up on screen and on the bed. The first couple started out with the vibrating eggs, with the girl holding the remote control. The second couple started with a g-spot stimulator, which was my personal favorite. The couple was very attractive, and I have a very sensitive g-spot, so I love that toy. Of course, I shared this info with Margarita, who asked what a g-spot was. I described it, but said it's difficult to find if you don't know exactly what you're looking for. The third couple had a slippery, jelly like tube that surrounds a man's cock and slips up and down his shaft. The couple was black and extremely attractive. Of course, the movie caught each couple in different stages, eventually, each one reaching orgasm. About thirty or forty minutes later, I was as wet as can be, and Margarita was squirming all over the bed, rubbing her legs together. The DVD ended and Margarita was breathing hard. "Wow...that was REALLY hot." She said, almost panting. "Yeah, it always gets me very excited." I said. "Really? That's reassuring, because I haven't been this way...um... anyway, do you and Mr. Anderson play like that?" "Sure we do. We love to play with toys...have you tried any?" "NO...where would I find any here in this country?" "Would you like to try one Margarita?" She looked into my eyes, and in a heartbeat said, "Yes" biting her lower lip. "Which one did you fancy?" She giggled and said, "all of them" and then laughed. I went to my toy chest and got all of them out and brought them to the bed. "Gosh...were ... how do I start?" she asked naively. "For the sake of our little show and tell, why don't you pretend you're me and I'll pretend I'm Mr. Anderson?" I said, throwing caution to the wind. "OK!" I asked her to move to my side of the bed and lay on her stomach, and I got things ready on my hubby's side. I lit some candles, shut the lights off, got some oil, warmed it in my palms, and applied it to her upper back and shoulders, working my way around the bra. She purred gracefully. I got a little more oil, and applied it to her lower back while I admired that firm little panty covered butt of hers, and longed for my teenage years. I then started on her thighs and calves, and when I was done with both legs, I got my trustee massager and started at her shoulders, upper back and neck. "Umm...that feels great Mrs. Anderson." I worked my way slowly downward and when I got to the clasp of her bra, she reached back and unclasped it. I worked the oil in with the massager, and she was again purring like a kitten. I started descending again, reaching all the way to the boundary where her back ended and her cotton panties started, and then ran the vibrating massager over each firm butt cheek, then down the leg all the way to her feet and back up. But when I reached the upper thigh, I placed the massager on the inside of her thighs, and she opened herself up to let me in. I got very close to the junction of her legs, but decided to tease her a little, taking the massager back up over her butt, over her back and shoulders, and down again. This time however, I wanted to see how she would respond, so, as the massager vibrated slowly down her butt, it found its way to the middle, and worked its way all the way down...and as she opened her legs further, it was able to vibrate through the panties to her nether lips, and she immediately lifted her butt so the vibrator could find its way further forward, but it didn't happen. I continued doing this for several minutes, extending the length of time the massager vibrated on her lips more and more on each trip. Margarita was through being delicate and ladylike...each time the massager went to her lips she would lift herself off the bed and push herself backwards onto it. I decided I was done with the backside, and asked her to turn over, which she did, a little self-consciously. I started with the massager on her shoulders and worked my way to the top of the unclasped bra, massaging the tops of her smallish breasts, then running the massager lightly on top of the fabric covered areola, then on the underside of the breasts, down to her flat tummy, circled the picture perfect belly button, then down to that border between cotton panty and tummy. I ran the vibrator very lightly over her mound, which got a gasp out of her, then down the thighs, calves, feet, then up again, this time on the inside of the thigh, over the mound, then down and up the other leg, but this time I let the massager focus its vibrations on her left lip, then up to her clitty, then down the right lip all the way down to her butt (as she spread herself even more). As the massager came back up, I pressed it a little bit firmer on her lips and cunny, and she lifted herself off the bed to increase the contact. I was happy to see that there was a growing damp spot. I decided it was time to increase the heat a notch and concentrate just on her clit and lips for a while, and she loved it. Breathing harder, thrusting her hips, clawing the sheets, and finally, taking her breasts into her hands. She was a sight to see. As she was getting more and more turned on, I decided it was now or never, and I switched off the massager. She practically cried. Breathing very hard, she pleaded, "Mrs. Anderson, (deep breaths), why, why did you stop?" My First Bi Experience The following is a true story and although some of the details may be a little different than what really happened (my memory is not that good), on the whole, the story is true and I have written it to be as close to what really happened as possible. At the time of this experience, I was right out of High School, about 19. I was an administrative aid (secretary) to a lawyer here in the mid-west and I was in Phoenix for some training. There were about 20 of us in the class and although I was the youngest, I fit in with the group well enough. The classes were boring and longer than they should have been, but we all enjoyed the time just the same. The thought of being flown so far from home just to go listen to someone for 5 days was something that I knew was special. We were given great food for breakfast and lunch as part of the class and I was given a spending allowance for dinners and expenses by the law firm. For a not too special 19-year-old girl from nowhere, it was pretty good living. I, of course, got to know some of the girls during the breaks and the meals we shared. Most were middle-aged mothers, a few were much older and only two were in there 20s. I was the youngest by a long shot, but I didn't mind, and they didn't seem to want to push that point. One afternoon, one of the girls started talking up the idea of us all going out as a group for the evening. I could tell she had something special in mind and most of the girls were on board. I wasn't involved in the main conversations, so I really wasn't sure what we were doing, but I thought it would be fun and decided to go along for the ride all the same. We all met at the lobby of the hotel at 7:00 that evening and there was a line of cabs to take us to our destination. Again, I still wasn't sure what I was about to get into, but I went along anyway. We first went to a restaurant and where I had steak for dinner. It was a very nice restaurant and the food was excellent, but after a little chit-chat, one of the ladies took the lead and had the waiter round up a line of cabs again for us. I still wasn't sure where we were going, but hey, how bad could it be. I was in paradise. While we were riding, the topic of my age came up. They kept talking about how they were going to get Jennifer into the club and there was giggling and fun and I just sort of took it all in. I figured we were heading to some nightclub for some dancing and fun and I was excited by the idea. I had never really been in a nightclub before and like them, I worried that I would not be able to enjoy the fun because of my age. We got to the club and I paid the man at the window and he just escorted us all in. I couldn't help but think, "boy, that was easy." But he waked us in the main hall and I could hear the loud music and I could smell the smoke from cigarettes. The place was very dark, and it seemed as though we were the only people in the club. Next thing I know, we turn this corner and Oh My God! I took a huge deep breath. My pulse started to rise and I thought I was going to faint. The girls all looked at me at the same time and started to laugh very loud. There was a stage in a big room with big comfy chairs everywhere and there was a muscle bound guy on stage completely naked and holding his penis by a golden pole. They started grabbing my arms and walking me into the room to sit down as they were making their crude comments. "Haven't you ever seen a man's dick before" as they laughed. "You're gonna like this place Jennifer!" They went on and on for what seemed like eternity making jokes and staring at me and I just blushed profusely and stared at that thing on the stage. Yea, his penis. I had never even conceived of a place like this before. It was a strip club with men on stage instead of women. What a novel idea? And God I was starting to like the concept. You see, I had some sexual experience by then. I had been with 3 guys before that and I knew what the male anatomy was. To be honest, I was a bit of a closet horn dog. I loved men and nakedness and sexual things and I thought about it all the time. I had been masturbating for many years and I just loved sexual things. However, that was all from my closet. Outwardly, I was the little innocent girl that was just a normal girl. Nothing sexy or sleezy, just a girl. Eventually, the girls realized there were naked men on the stage and they quit staring at me. We all had our big comfy chairs and we just laid back and soaked it all in. Men in thongs came over and asked us if we wanted drinks. God, all the guys in this place were fit. They all had nice abs and were thin and GOD, what can I say. They just turned me on. I just sat there squirming in my comfy chair trying not to be too obvious about was going on down there. I mean, I was really aroused. One of the dancers went over and whispered in the ear of one of the girls in the chair a few chairs from mine. She was an attractive girl. Blond hair, fairly thin body, nice smile, mid-thirties and she looked as if she was enjoying herself, but that this was not her first time in this type of club. I could tell the girls that were new to this by the looks on their faces. They were blushing and giggling and holding their hands over their mouths and talking to the others. But this girl, Jenna, wasn't any of that. She was taking it all in with a smile and kind of grooving with the music and watching the men with a more deep appreciation. She had "Oh Yes" all over her face. The guy had just got off stage and he still didn't have his thong on, so he was all floppy and loose. He comes over to her and whispers in her ear as we all watched. Next thing I know, she reaches up and squeezes his balls and penis with her hand while he is whispering to her. He sort of pulled away quickly and started to take a deep breath. I couldn't believe it. I thought for sure this was going to get us all thrown out, but it didn't. He started laughing at her and told her that her hands were freezing. She reached up and put her arm around his neck and apologized and kissed him on the lips as she again grabbed for his pouch. Now everything was changing. I mean, it is one thing to watch naked guys prance around the room, but Oh My Fucking God! She was touching his penis. She was fondling this guy right out in front of everyone, and he wasn't stopping her. Next thing I know, she was up from her chair and he was walking her slowly to the back of the room. All of us just stared at one another in shock and watched her walk off. None of us could really see what was happening, but it obviously was very cozy and she was moving her head back and forth and putting her arms around his neck. We couldn't really see, but I assumed there was a lot of ecstasy going on back there. One of the other girls took her lead and got another guy to go back with her. Another girl did the same, and another and another. At one point, there must have been five girls from our party back enjoying time with the men. One of the girls leaned over to another girl and asked how much it costs to do that. She said she thought it was $100, but that she wasn't sure, so we pulled one of the guys to the side and asked. He told us it was $100 to start with and there were other services that could be added for more. He wouldn't explain what that meant, but we all sort of knew it would be different degrees of contact. There was a lot that went on for many hours after that. Most of the girls had been to the back of the room with a guy and all the girls returned looking like they had just been screwed. The guy would escort the girl to her chair holding her fingertips and would kiss them on the lips and sit them down. All seemed to really enjoy. After a while though, I could tell some were getting tired and were ready to go back to the room. They all got together and started talking about the trip back to the hotel. A few of the girls said they wanted to stay a while longer. One was the blond, Jenna, that was first to go back with the dancer earlier in the evening. I blushed a little and said I also wanted to stay a while, which of course got a huge laugh out of all the girls. They made all kinds of rude remarks and such but eventually, they said they didn't mind since we were all just taking taxies and they left. There were three of us left and we all sort of moved ourselves into a small group of comfy chairs together. Jenna leaned over to me and asked what I thought of the club. I told her I had never seen anything so erotic in all my life. She looked me in the eye with a sort of examining look and said, are you OK with all this? She said, this is a lot to take in for a young girl and I don't want you to get all weird over this. The other girl was fighting her sleepiness in a real bad way and both of us could tell. She was all smiles and glassy eyed, but we could see every once in a while that she would sort of nod off. Kind of like the kid that hated going to bed because of all the fun, but couldn't really fight her body any longer. Jenna and I talked her into getting a cab back to the hotel and by about 1:30 it was just Jenna, me, and all those male dancers in the club. I was starting to get a little sleepy, but I just had to fight that. I hadn't had enough of this place and I wanted every nano-second to count. Jenna and I talked for a while. Mostly chit-chat. We hadn't talked much before that evening and we just talked about out lives back home and what our work was like. She told me she was married and had a few kids, which sort of caught me off guard. I asked her if her husband knew she visited places like this. She sort of looked at me closely, grinned and said, "What happens on the road, stays on the road Jennifer" and I just burst out laughing. I had never heard this before, but it seemed so appropriate. We were in the private land of candy where all was to be eaten but none was to be taken home. I liked her. There was something very confident about her. Something….Hmmm,….Something I never really indulged before over a woman. Something sexy. I, of course didn't say it, but I was attracted to her. After a while, one of the guys came by and I saw what I had seen earlier in the evening. He leaned over at her and whispered in her ear, she reached up and fondled him, he pulled away a little, giggled and whispered in her ear some more as she played with him. It was different this time. I was real close. I mean, I could see the veins and stuff on his penis as she fondled him. I could see that he started to get a little aroused. I knew she was going to go back with him and he grabbed her hand and pulled her up to him. What happened next though was not something I expected. She leaned down to whisper in my ear and asked if I wanted to join them in the back. She said that she didn't know if I was that way, but that if I was interested, I would have a really great time. In an evening of being stunned, I was hit again. It was as if she hit me right between the eyes. I should have known to be ready for anything, but I wasn't. I couldn't believe what she just said. I didn't know what to do, so I pretended that I didn't hear her and asked her to say it in my ear again. She said, "Nice abs here and I are going to go in back for a while and have some fun. I would like you to join us if you are interested. It will be my treat and you don't have to do anything you are uncomfortable with. I heard it all that time. Every syllable. And like an out of body experience, I felt my legs lift me up as she pulled on my fingers and they walked me to the back room. We walked into this room that had "VIP" written over the door way and in the room were these big leather couches. He walked us back to the corner of the room and immediately started kissing Jenna. She continued to hold my hand as he kissed her and within no time, he started taking off her clothes. He unbuttoned her blouse as she just let him take control. She had nice boobs. I guessed a 36c bra, but really wasn't sure. I was really getting scared at this point. I had no idea where this was going, but I just couldn't pull away. Like the moth to a flame, I was just so attracted to this. Her blouse and bra were now off and he turned his attention to me. This sort of made me jump and Jenna interrupted him with her hand. She looked at him and said, let me do it. She is nervous. She gently looked me in the eyes and reached at the top of my blouse around my neck. "Are you OK with this Jennifer? Tell me to stop if you don't want to do something." I told her I was OK, which I really wasn't, but I didn't stop her. She unbuttoned my blouse slowly as she looked at me in the eyes. Once she had the last button unhooked, she slowly took the blouse off my shoulders and gently put it on one of the other couches in the room. She asked me if I would like to help her and I nervously nodded my head and reached out to her bra. I was shaking so much as I grabbed the clasp in the front of her bra. It pulled apart in just an instant and I could see her boobs start to sag in their pouches as the bra dropped away some. I slowly took the bra and opened it and pulled it away from her breasts. I had seen many women's breasts in my life, but that was the first time I had really been that close. Close enough to touch and actually making contact with her skin. It was so erotic. I took the bra off her shoulders and to her surprise, I immediately reached down and grabbed the front of her pants to unclasp them. I looked into her eyes and asked her if she was OK with this. She smiled and looked at the guy real quick then looked back at me and said with a big smile, take anything you want. Don't stop if you don't want to. I undid the clasp on her slacks, grabbed the zipper and slowly pulled it down till it stopped. She just watched me as I worked and I slowly, but deliberately put my thumbs on each side of her pants and pulled them down to her ankles. She had a very good body for someone her age. She wasn't 20 but I didn't care. She was enough for me and I really lusted for her at that point. Once she had taken off her shoes and slacks and folded them nicely on the couch, I looked and saw she was in her white lace panties and I think I surprised both of them again. I looked over at the guy and immediately reached over and grabbed his thong. I pulled it down as he stepped out of it and I reached up and gently grabbed his penis as I stood up. He was hard now and I really loved the feel in my hand. I stroked it for a few seconds and Jenna proceeded to unbutton my jeans. She unzipped them as I still had his penis in my hands. She put her fingers on each side and instead of just pulling them down, she put her fingers under the sides of my panties on the way down. All went down at once. I took the hint. She wanted things to move along. And there I stood with my clothes at my ankles, completely naked in front of these two. I stepped out of my shoes and away from the clothes as they guided me to the couch. As they sat me down, Jenna immediately started sucking on my nipples and she reached between my legs and started fondling. I was all hairy and unshaved down there, and although subconsciously I wish I had been shaved for this, I really didn't care. I hit orgasm in less than 10 seconds. I have never hit that quickly. I couldn't believe it. It was so strong too and I just road with it. I reached out and grabbed his penis with my hand and slowly licked around the tip. I wasn't sure I should be doing this with a guy that had obviously had a very active sex life, but I just couldn't stop myself. I stroked him with my hand as he pushed his penis in my mouth and I just sucked as hard as I could. Jenna knew exactly what to do. She was right on my spot and it was working again. Before I got there though, she stopped sucking on my nipples and moved her head down between my legs. I had to stop with my male friend at this point. I wasn't sure at all about having a girl between my legs licking me in those places. She knew I reacted and looked up at me and asked if I was OK. I nodded, grabbed her hair and pulled her to me. She licked me up and down and darted inside me, and GOD when she hit my button. It wasn't long, and I had another orgasm. Again, it was intense and strong and I felt my body jerk as I pulled her head against me. I was all weak-in-the-knees at this point, but I couldn't just leave things as they were and watch. Jenna had done some wonderful things to me and I wanted to make sure she knew how much I appreciated it. I caught my breath slowly and reached over at her and pulled her up to the couch. When she sat, I asked her to move her bottom to the edge. She did and I quickly took my fingers to her slit. It was moist and slippery and I could feel her breath deeply as I touched her. I reached down with my mouth and sucked on one of her nipples as I played slowly with her furry little area. She also had not shaved in a while, but it didn't matter. I was really starting to like the things I was doing to her. She was real sensitive to my touch. Every time I would go near her clitoris, she would take a deep breath and pull her head back and jerk a little. I played for a while, but knew, ultimately, I had to do the deed. The unthinkable. The thing I had never, ever, in a million years thought I would do. I was going to put my tongue on another girls private area. I had to. She had done it to me. I didn't have to. Before I knew it, the guy had done it for me. He was down on his knees in front of her and went right at her as I rubbed her clitoris. I could feel the spit from his mouth on the back of my fingers as he would lick up her, but I wasn't in the mood to care. We were going to push Jenna to orgasm and orgasm she did. It took a few minutes, but she started to pull her head back more and breath hard and her body tensed as she let out a "Fuck that feels good!!!" as she convulsed on the couch. He just laughed as he looked up at her from between her legs. She also started to laugh as she was catching her breath and we all just laughed with one another there on the couch. Eventually, Jenna looked over at me and said, you know, one of us hasn't had their "O" yet. We both smiled at each other and looked at him at the same time. He grinned real wide and said, well….OK. So we proceeded to both lick on his penis and she jerked him off while I played with his balls. He was pretty quick also. He tensed in less than 5 minutes and sure enough, there was a steam of white headed toward the couch. Jenna got some on her hands, but not much and she just took a towel that was laying near and wiped it off. This was some evening and all of us were pretty tired. I had never seen such things in my life before that point and it was like my nerves were on edge the whole evening. Jenna and I went back to the hotel in a cab together as she held my hand. We got to the hotel and said we would see each other in the morning and we both went up to our rooms. I got in my room and ripped every stitch of clothing off immediately and jumped into bed. I wasn't finished with my fantasy and I played there in bed till 5:00 am. Jenna and I saw each other the following day of course and both of us looked the worse for wear. It didn't matter though. I still thought she was sexy. We got together that evening and the next for some private time together in our hotel and we had some really hot nights, but relaxing. Yes, I did the unthinkable, and yes…I enjoyed it. It was a little weird at first going down on a girl, but I got over it and she really seemed to really enjoy. We watched movies and ate pop-corn, and we of course played with one another for hours on end. It was a great time, but it had to end. I had to go back home and she had to go back to her husband and kids. I have never seen her again, but wherever she is, I hope she remembers our nights together and how much it meant to me. My First Bi Experience Jennifer. My First Bi Experience That first night with my wife, Sue, and her best friend, Clare, had been totally unexpected but incredibly hot. Clare started staying over on a regular basis and each time the girls were both so turned on by my feminisation that the sex was incredible. I had discovered Sue's bisexuality and it was so sexy watching her make love to her friend. ****** It may help if you read my previous work to understand the background of this account. If not, I hope you enjoy it anyway. ****** Sue seemed to have forgotten about our desire for me to have sex with a man and, although this new situation was fantastic, I was developing an even bigger urge to play with a guy. Another turn of events was just around the corner. One of my colleagues at work was leaving and a group of us had arranged to meet for a few drinks after work. There were a couple of dozen or so people from the building, some I didn't really know, but everyone was in high spirits and the drinks were flowing nicely. I had noticed a guy looking at me a few times, I had smiled back. He was probably in his early 40's, about 6 feet tall with dark hair and dressed in a smart dark suit. I had seen him around the office but didn't know his name. Shortly after I had noticed him, he had come over to me. "Hi," he said, "I have seen you about at work, my name's Ben." "Hi, I'm John," I reached out and we shook hands, "I work in sales." "OK, I'm in the engineering office." We carried on talking. He was very friendly and for some reason, I felt extremely comfortable with him and we chatted like long lost pals. He told me he was married and it turned out that he lived just 5 minutes from me. "Hope you don't mind if I ask you something?" he said. Then before continuing he looked around and with no one within earshot he went on, "I hope you don't get offended but," he looked around again, "You wear women's panties don't you!" I was unprepared for that. "Don't worry, I won't say anything. It's true isn't it?" He went on "you were wearing a dark red thong on Monday. I walked through your office and you were bending down at the photocopier. I saw it through your white shirt." Now I was the one looking around to make sure no one could hear. I'd been caught out and there was no point in lying. "I feel so stupid, yes I do wear them." The thing is I didn't feel silly. I looked at him and he was serious too. If I was expecting him to laugh and tell my friends and colleagues I was wrong. I told him a little bit of my life outside of work, just enough to satisfy him but missing out large chunks of facts. "Don't panic John, I won't tell anyone. I quite liked what I saw to be honest." Before I could reply, a couple of the secretaries had moved closer and started to talk to us about the present that had been purchased for Shaun, the guy who was leaving. I didn't really take a lot of notice. I was shocked at the revelation that had just been made and was finding it difficult to keep my eyes off Ben. There was something about him." An hour or so later, some people had gone and the remainder were moving to a club in the City. "John, do you want to move on or are you going home?" Ben asked. "No, I fancy another drink." "I know a nice place we could go to if you fancy going somewhere different from the rest?" "Yeah, that sounds good to me." We made our excuses and headed out of the pub. 10 minutes later, we walked through a door, up some stairs and ended up in a rather dimly lit large bar. "Beer?" asked Ben, "Yes please." I looked around and soon realised that this was a gay bar. There were guys and girls, mainly guys, chatting, some were holding hands and I noticed one couple kissing. Ben handed me the bottle. We moved over to a corner and carried on the conversation we had started at the leaving do. The longer we chatted the more relaxed I became. Ben was an extremely nice guy who was clearly comfortable with any topic of conversation. I noticed that he had started to be touchy. His hands lightly touching my shoulders and arms and he was standing closer to me. I started to tell him more about me, but still holding back the main parts. Ben told me that he also wore panties but only very occasionally. His wife wasn't as supportive as mine. Ben also told me that he is bisexual and we started to talk about his past with guys. At one point, and I don't know why or when, as I leant over to speak into his ear, I felt his arm around my waist. I looked at him and, without even thinking about what I was doing, I slid my hand up across his chest and slowly flicked at his nipple. I felt him jolt. "That was unexpected." he said, "But very nice too." I had shocked myself too. "I want to see you again," he said, "can we get together soon?" "I'd like that too." The end of the evening came and, as we walked towards the exit, Ben stopped and kissed me on the lips. A lovely, short, soft kiss. This brought my cock to life and I felt it go hard. We chatted in the taxi on the way home. I arrived home, excited by the evenings events. "Had a good time sweetie?" asked Jill, "Yes, great thanks." I said as I sat on the sofa, thinking about Ben. ****** I met Ben for lunch on Monday and we decided to see each other again and take things further. He told me that his wife was away on business on Thursday evening and suggested that I went to his house. I was really excited by the thought of being alone with him. I wanted him and wanted him to want me. This was new to me but it was going to be special. ****** I stood at his front door, reached up, rang the bell and waited. Ben soon appeared. "Come in" he said. He was dressed very similar to me, jeans and a shirt. I followed him into the lounge. It was dimly lit and there was music playing in the background. "Sit down, make yourself at home John. Drink?" he asked. We sat there chatting away talking about anything but the conversation we really wanted to have, sex. Then Ben asked if I'd been with a guy. I told him my experiences with the sex toys and my wife using the strap on on me and how much I enjoyed anal play. Ben had moved closer to me and it was only a matter of time until we kissed. Gently at first, then full lustful kissing. I felt his tongue in my mouth. I probed his mouth too. This was what I wanted and this was the guy I wanted it to be with. He pulled away from me and said "Do you want to go upstairs, are you ok with that?" he asked. I stood up, answering his question. We walked into a bedroom, the guest room I later discovered, still standing, we carried on kissing, holding each other tight. I could feel his cock pushing against me. I felt for the bottom of his shirt and pulled it up and over his head. His chest had a few hairs on it. I flicked one of his nipples with my fingers. We carried on undressing each other. I pushed him on the bed and undid his belt and zipper before pulling his jeans off. I reached for his boxers and they came off too revealing a nice hard cock, slightly longer than mine. My first cock and I was ready to enjoy it. I took off my jeans and stood in front of Ben in black and pink panties. My hard cock was trying to burst out of the front. "Leave them on,,...please," He asked. I got on the bed with him. We carried on kissing. I moved down to his cock and without loosing any time, licked his balls and then along his hard shaft to the tip. I licked at the precum and ran my tongue around the head of his beautiful cock. I wanted to please Ben and was certain I was doing that by the sounds he was making. He pulled me up to him and we kissed again. "Your turn." He said as his head went to my crotch. He licked over my panties then, after moving them to one side, he licked and sucked my cock as I had done to him. I felt him pull my panties down and his tongue licked at my asshole. He rimmed me for several minutes, finger fucking my love hole with one then two fingers. "Fuck me Ben, please." I said. He reached over to the cabinet and got a condom and a tube of KY. I was so excited, my first real anal fucking was seconds away. He passed me the condom and I rolled it onto his rock hard dick. I lay on my back with my legs in the air. He lubed us both then I felt his cockhead at my ass. "OK?" he asked, "Yes, please push it in." I felt the head enter me then the shaft as his cock filled my ass. Within a few seconds he was buried balls deep in my tight hole. I looked at his face, the look of pleasure and wanted him to shag me. "Alright?" he asked me, "Yes, please, fuck me." And he did. He pulled out then pushed into me. Fast and furiously he fucked me. He kept fucking me. I was moaning with sheer delight. I'd been waiting for this for a long time. Here I was, being anally fucked by a guy, a fantastic guy who was enjoying me as much as I was enjoying him. He carried on fucking me. I played with his nipples and mine too. The sensation was just unbelievable. I'm not sure how long he pounded away at me but as his moans got louder I knew he was almost there. "I'm cumming, oh fuck, I'm ...ahhhhh." I felt his cock harden and then a few seconds later he stopped and collapsed on top of me. We kissed again, a lot more gentle though than before. He rolled off me and as he removed the condom, I wanted to taste him. I sucked at his cock, tasting the spunk as I did so. "Your turn," he said as he moved to my dick "I'm going to taste you now." He sucked my cock, beautifully. Better than any women had ever done. He was so gentle and it wasn't long before I shot my load in his mouth. He looked at me with his mouth open, showing me the sperm he had sucked from me, then he swallowed. He kissed me and we lay on the bed, neither of us saying anything. My first sexual experience with a guy had been absolutely fantastic. To be continued... My First Bi Experience Phew, what a day, the first day of 4 days interview at Cambridge University, not only am I away from my family home for 4 nights, but I am to be interviewed by university deans and professors with the view to acceptance into the University next summer... That's the position I find myself in, a daunting one and with so much at stake it's difficult to relax in a dorm room with a stranger; however I was pleased to see that the room had an en-suite bathroom and some privacy away from the bedroom. Mum was leaving me shortly and that would be it, on my own for four days with a stranger in my bedroom. As it turned out the girl who I was sharing with arrived prior to mum leaving, she had her parents with her and like me she was a nervous wreck, we said our hello's and decided mum would stay a little longer and have a coffee with them to settle any nerves or anxieties. It was clear we'd get on and I felt at easy with her and of course less worried about sharing a room with her, I am shy but so was she so I guessed we'd respect each other's space and comforts An hour passed and mum was beginning to look at her watch with the view to her 2 hour drive home in the dark winter weather, similarly Emma's parent were preparing to go and we had to unpack and prepare for our first interview. Back in the room we chose beds without conflict and settled into unpacking and making the room our home for the four days. My first interview came and went and I wasn't best pleased with how it went, then the second interview which was longer and more intense went ok so I felt a little more at ease and that was it, 5pm and time to eat and get back to my room. Emma was already there and laying on her bed when I arrived back and instantly we began chatting about all the things 18 year old girls chat about. As we found out more about each other the more I liked her, the more we laughed and the more at ease I felt with the girl who was a stranger yesterday. Emma had an infectious laugh and an enchanting smile, to compliment that her eyes were big and bright and very welcoming. I certainly liked her company and thought she was a very pretty girl and was surprised to hear she didn't currently have a boyfriend , but saying that I'd only began my first relationship a few months ago so maybe it wasn't to be expected for her to be in a relationship. We spent the rest of the evening having a dinner in the main school restaurant and getting to know each other, something about Emma consumed my whole attention and without notice we had been chatting and giggling for a few hours. Suddenly the dining room was closing and we headed back to our room, more relaxed than the first time we entered over 5 hours ago. Instinctively we lay on our beds chatting and covered all sorts of topics and subjects, never a silence and always warm girly chit chat, I even thought to myself how nice it would be if we both got into Cambridge and share a room for three years, we'd be best buddies for sure. As the clock ticked it became time to get dress for bed and time to say goodnight, I sorted out my PJ's and skipped to the bathroom to clean my teeth and change for bed. Standing there looking in the mirror I was pleased with what I saw, my pretty face always gets plenty of attention and now my ever growing breasts seem to draw many glances from the boys and the occasional girl. Recently I'd begun to notice the looks dropping to my breasts and to say I was pleased was an understatement, my sex life had only recently kicked into life with my first boyfriend over the last few months and my sexual confidence has grown and grown. I was now much happier showing a little more cleavage and felt a rush of excitement every time I noticed men admiring me and my new found womanhood. It was almost a case now of looking for the attention and fuelling the sexual excitement I was increasingly indulging in. Standing there looking in the mirror I turned side on and admired the pretty peach bra I had chosen, it held my pert breasts high and made them look full and very firm, as I turned face on again my eyes never left my breasts and the tingling excitement meant that my nipples were hardening, the thin lacy cups of the bra did little to hide their condition and the sensation only grew as I admired them more. Unclipped the pretty bra exposed my fleshy breasts and without question both nipples were very hard and very noticeable, as I'm only 18 they didn't drop at all but sat high and proud on my chest. Without the bra my breast are quite "peaky" with dark pink nipples and bobbly areola but month on month they seem to be gathering weight and filling out. I'm currently a 32C but that down to my slight frame and small back, I think I'll end up at least a D cup if I'm lucky. One thing is for sure is that when Jed (my BF) plays with my breasts and kisses and sucks my nipples my pussy erupts and my mind explodes with desire, it's so amazing to feel somebody else other than me touch them. I have to control my desires and resist the urge to touch my pussy and masturbate to orgasm, saying that though I have also made myself cum just through playing with my nipples and massaging my breasts. So there I was in my dorm and in my bathroom, I was feeling horny but was in a strange place with a girl I'd met only today, I finished cleaning my teeth and slipped into my strapy PJ top and a small pair of PJ panties.. I liked how feminine I looked and felt a nervous excitement with going back into the room, would Emma notice my hard nipples, did my flush face give anything away or am I just a horny 18 year old excited about her own developing womanhood? I returned in my PJ's only to find Emma still fully dressed and still lying on her bed; for some reason I thought she'd take the chance to undress and get in her nightwear whilst I was out of the room. It was only when I jumped into bed that she begin to sort herself out, what happened next took me by surprise and began as sting of events which changed my whole mind set completely Emma was obviously of a similar age to me but where I am a tall blonde with a slim toned figure, Emma is shorter, chestnut brown hair and a full curvaceous figure. Where I am a size 8 and tall she is probably a size 10 but 5 inches or so shorter than me, her clothes were very nice and her appearance was one of style and quality. What took me by surprise was that as we continued to chat she got off the bed and began to undress right in front of me; it was a casual nonchalant undress like you would with a sister or mother, nothing in the way of shyness and with no apparent need to turn or cover up. I watched her with intense interest and wondered just how far she would go in undressing in front of me, I wouldn't say it was an obvious tease but it most certainly was a slow methodical undress which if you were feeling horny like I was; it became a pleasurable and exciting experience to watch this pretty girl undress. Its t this point I must confess that I'd sometime thought about other girls that I found attractive, and of course sometimes had private moments wondering what it would be like to make love to another woman, but this was truly the first time I'd been in such close contact with a situation which I was sexually excited about. There had been times at school in the locker rooms that I'd taken a look around at other girls and also whilst having friends round I wondered about their own sexual development and imagined they were having similar thoughts and desires and like me kept them restrained and private. Those thoughts came rushing back to me as my nipples began to harden even more and now I felt the tingling in my pussy which often leads to me pleasing myself. My good friend Sally was the one who was most relaxed about these sort of things and often in the confines of my room or when alone in the house with her she'd talk about sexual things and things such as underwear etc, on a few occasions it lead to one or both of us showing the other a pretty bra we'd just purchased, or some lovely panties. On a numerous occasions Sally seemed more than happy knowing either her panties or bra were see through and on one particular occasion she had panties on that were perfectly see through and seemed happy for me to discover her pussy was completely hairless and smooth. I always felt aroused when we had our girly moments and I felt excited about showing her my womanly figure, I got aroused knowing she was looking at my breasts, pretending to be shy but highlighting the fact my nipples were erect, pretending to show her my panties when all I really wanted is for her to look at my pussy. Thinking back Sally is the person responsible for igniting those sexual thoughts about other girls as it was after one of those times situations I masturbated to orgasm whilst imaging having my nipples sucked and making out with a girl. I guess we both know it will happen, but up until now its been tease and counter tease Where was I?.. oh yes.....Watching Emma was becoming a real turn on but what if I was totally wrong about the situation, what if she always undressed in front of strangers, and what would I do for 3 nights if I made a fool out of myself? Just at that point my attention grew as Emma went to lift her T shirt up over her breasts to remove it, this would give me a brief moment to fully take in a perfect view of her breasts whilst she lifted it over her head, however for me to see her fully she would have to turn more to face towards me. Just then my phone bleeped and I briefly looked away but as I return to our conversation I'm sure Emma was looking down at partially covered breasts and my obviously hard nipples, my little vest top would not be able to cover them fully and with how they ached I knew they were noticeably erect; adding to that I wasn't leaving much to the imagination with a good amount bare skin on show. I smiled a knowing smile and one was returned, then without hesitation Emma turned to face me and began to lift her top up and over her breasts, with her hands crossed it pushed her breasts together and with a knowing voyeur she slowly lifted up the hem of her top and pulled it upwards. It was like slow motion as her white lacy bra came into view and the perfectly full breasts were free to be admired; it was so thrilling and the thought that she was maybe doing it for my voyeuristic pleasure was exciting me so much. The most exciting thing was the shear fullness or her breasts, her bra was holding much bigger breasts than mine and her cleavage was very apparent, not only that but the thin material did nothing to hide large dark nipples firmly protruding from her olive skin. The moment was brief; but long enough, long enough to be a sign that we were comfortable with each other's space and deliberate enough to make me think she wanted me to have a good look, and if that were the case then I willingly obliged. I'd previously had other sexual thoughts about the mother of one of my friends who was around 40 and a classy woman, I found her incredibly attractive because she was not only very pretty but also her business type dress and her very alluring look which I guess drove many men to distraction. I first realised I had a crush on her after the time I saw her with her shirt off, standing in her kitchen in heels, stocking, pencil skirt and a very pretty bra, ironing her blouse. From then on I wanting to see more and more, I knew these feelings were down to my strong sexual development and I personally was not uncomfortable with them. Whenever I visited Valerie would often be found semi naked around the house and so often I saw her in a skirt and only a bra and this was the first time I thought about a mature woman sexually, It led me to imaging her fully undressed and wonder how sexy she'd be naked and only recently I was given the chance to find out. My friend Nina and I had planned to go late night shopping and so I went to her house as usual around 5pm, Valerie was quick to let me in but told me Nina had missed her bus and would be another hour. Valerie invited me in anyway and as she was getting ready to go out herself she invited me to keep her company whilst she sorted herself out, for the next hour I sat on her bed as she undressed, showered, dried off, tried on various sets of underwear and finally chose an outfit. During this hour we chatted about all sorts of stuff but more excitedly I saw her in some very sexy underwear and then completely naked. Whilst naked Valerie made no attempt to cover up and gave me many opportunities to feast my eyes on her perfect breast and neatly trimmed pussy..By the time Nina had arrive Valerie was dressed and said nothing of her voyeuristic show and I also said nothing about my throbbing pussy and desire to make love to her mother! I also had a girlfriend from school who often talked about other women and sexual things. However this was a whole new thing, those thoughts had been momentary pictures of me and another woman, fantasies and not reality, this however was so exciting and so real. As Emma's pretty face came back into view I made it clear that my eyes lingered on her breasts, for a good few seconds I took in the mental picture of her full round curves, her pretty white bra struggling to conceal her big firm nipples. I commented on her pretty underwear giving me another reason to look at her and confidently she gave me a twirl. I momentarily wondered about her jeans and if she would also remove them in front of me and to my surprise she began to unbutton her buttons, kicking her boots off she pushed her waistband over her hips and as she slid them down it partial took her matching panties with them, again without embarrassment she continues to undress and before she kicked them to the ground and pulled her little panties back up I managed to see her neatly trimmed dark pubic hair. This was getting hot now, I was in a situation I was unfamiliar with and one I was scared but excited about at the same time. My few brief thoughts about sex with other women had always given me reason to masturbate, but this was real, this was right now, and the other woman was apparently making it easy for me to indulge myself further. Now standing only feet away was a pretty 18 year old woman with beautiful olive skin, dark chestnut hair and the most perfect of figures I could ever imaging, her full heavy breasts cradled in a soft white lacy bra, little panties covering her trimmed pussy and a look in her face which tells me she quite like standing there and me looking at her! She smiled a welcoming smile, one that says "over to you" or "what would you like me to do now?" and all I could do in reply was smile back. I think she knew I was nervous, but she would also be able to sense my excitement and I think that's what made her take the next step. Without continuing the chat she stood facing me and stood upright, her eyes fixed on mine she reach around and reached for the clips of her bra, slowly she drew her hands back with either end in each hand and slowly she released the tension in the straps allowing them to drop to her side, them in the same motion she reached to her shoulders and pushed the shoulder strap down each arm, finally she placed either hand under each breast and allowed the soft white material to fall from her breasts. The bra was quickly discarded and there she was in her most natural womanly glory. To say Emma was the picture of sexuality was an understatement, just like my friends mother she had very full round breasts and not peaky and pointy like mine, her dark nipples hard and thick and clearly in a state of arousal. I couldn't take my eyes of her breasts and she just stood there allowing me to enjoy myself, my fingers moved to my lips and my mouth fell open, my heart beating so hard and so loud I thought she could hear it. My trance like state was broken by the soft sound of her voice "I've never undress for another woman before" she whispered and as she spoke her right hand lifted to her breast and her fingers caressed her already hard nipple. "And I've never felt like I do now" I replied shyly There was a pause, a comfortable silence and a deep look into each other's eyes "I'd like to kiss you" she said Blimey! This was it, this was the most exciting thing ever, and also the scariest, "I'd like that too" was all I could say and she offered me her hand. Taking her hand I was suddenly standing toe to toe with the object of my desires, my eyes in hers, flitting to her mouth and back to her eyes, I wanted to look down at her breasts but her eyes consumed me totally. The desire in them was running very deep and very hot, and then she took both of my hands and pulled me in to her, wow what an amazing feeling! As soon as I was close enough to kiss her I could feel her heavy breast against mine, my nipples acting like little electric buttons sending sparks through my body, my lips touched hers and my tongue instinctively sought hers. We pulled each other close and our kiss got more and more passionate, we were almost frenzied in our lust for each other, I could feel her nipples big and firm against my pale white skin, my hips pushed into hers and the cries of her pleasure filled my head like the most potent of drugs. So there we were, standing in the middle of our dorm, Emma in her little panties and me in my skimpy PJ's, my inhibitions had vanished and I knew I wanted to make love to this beautiful woman forever, my mind was flashing to suckling on her breasts, to spreading her pussy lips and to making her cum hard and loud, I wanted to grind my pussy into her face and feel that woman's touch I'd read, if I was going to explore my bi side I'd may as well indulge myself fully right here right now. We broke from our kiss as Emma put her hands on my shoulders and that gave me a chance to look down between us, our breast were crushed against each other which provided me with the most sexual sight I could imaging as a young woman exploring her bisexuality. Her big heavy breasts, olive in colour and with big brown nipples squashed against the English rose white skin of my pert firm breasts, my nipples barely covered by my top were so sensitive to every little movement and sending pulses of excitement direct to my pussy. I put up no resistance as Emma pulled my top over my head and the perfect picture was complete by the exposing of my pink nipples; proud and jutting out without shyness or embarrassment, and Emma's wonderful curves squashed against me, it's a picture I hold now with excitement and memories of things to come. We continued to kiss only now our hands began to roam, I was desperate to feel her fingers on my nipples and in turn so very keen to explore her body, one of the few fantasies I had about my friend mother is a vision of laying on my back and her bending over me so her breasts would hang in my face and her nipples in my mouth and this was one thing I really wanted to do with Emma. I was desperate to feel her breasts and didn't take long in moving both hands up either side of her waist and under each breast, she stopped caressing me as we both watch my hands move up and caress the underside of each golden orbs, suddenly I realised I had a big pair of tits in my hands and I loved it! Emma responded with a sigh of pleasure and I took more and more of the weight of her breasts in either hand and the more I lifted the closer my thumbs got to her nipples, the first touch was amazing, she bucked in response to my thumb flicking over one, then the other nipple, soon I was pressing and probing, caressing and flicking, and with every touch Emma fell more and more into a trance like state. Unlike my nipples which are puffy Emma's were proud like bullets, every flick made each nipple wobble, and every touch pushed her further and further away from the calm collected young lady I met earlier. My First Bi Experience This was turning out to be so arousing, so erotic and so unexpected and I didn't realise just how turned on I was, what I mean by that is that as soon as Emma began to caress my nipples I knew I was either about to pee my PJ's or have the biggest and most intense orgasm ever. Her first touch made me moan out load, oh my god it felt electric, my pussy clenched and my knees wobbled, I'd never felt such deep intense inner pleasure and never imagined I could be so controlled by another person like I was being controlled now, basically Emma literally had my body and my mind. Sensing this Emma took both of my nipples in her fingers and pushed me closer and closer to my impending conclusion, my breathing was very heavy and my fingers clutched her shoulders as she lowered her mouth to my soft breasts, I just couldn't imaging this would feel so all-consuming and so over powering, but my body was telling me differently emotions. She squeezed my breasts and sucked and licked my nipples with a clear intention of pushing me over the edge, "Let it happen babe" she whispered, "let it happen" and with that she licked and sucked both nipples in turn whilst massages my milky white titties, it was all too much, my pussy began to throb like never before, my knees wanted to buckle and my hips pushed hard into Emma's, I couldn't stop the passion from taking control of me and as I pulled her mouth onto one of my nipples, crushing it into her mouth as my orgasm hit me, and boy did it hit me. It was the most intense and overwhelming orgasm I've ever experienced in my young life, it felt like my whole body was being shaken from the inside to out, my pussy clenched and released, clenched and released and I felt like I was about to piss my pants, I held on for dear life as Emma sucked my nipples and slowly the wave of overwhelming desire began to subside, jolt after jolt of electricity shot though my pussy and all this from another woman's touch to my breasts.. this was going to be a wonderful few days that was guaranteed.