1 comments/ 49877 views/ 5 favorites Bisexual Baby By: jenniferjames This tale of erotica is dedicated to all the cute little lipstick lesbian virgins out there who fantasize about the pleasures of another woman's loving. Who secretly seek out girl/girl pictorials on the web, and who read girl/girl sex stories like this and get wet and masturbate over thoughts of another woman's luscious pussy and mouth and breasts in their bed. I hope your fantasies come true soon. In the meantime, sit back, relax, and wet your fingers, honey. I hope you come hard while you are reading about me and my girlfriend, and don't be afraid to write to tell me how good it feels. Wish I could be there with you! Hot love & kisses, Jennifer Okay, we were heading back to my house. Finally. Karen was so cute. My co-worker. We were working together now. In production at the film studio. Bob, our boss, an older guy, was very relaxed and a great person to work for. I did the accounting. Karen did a lot of paperwork, phones, and we got to watch a lot of production as well. Girls, or, as Bob referred to them, "babes", mostly, but no porn, just cheesecake, fodder for the straight-to-video market. It was a blast and I thanked god every day for my luck in finding the position. I had heard the horror stories from other girls about having to work for abusive morons. Not me though, I was blessed. To think I, a 30 year old unemployed college drop-out with a checkered history of job findings and leavings, found this gem of a job in a classified ad of all things. Picked up the morning paper, got right on the phone and Bob answered. He invited me in right then (the last girl had to leave because she was moving with her husband's job), we hit it off, and I was hired on the spot! Karen came along on my referral. She was working as a waitress in a diner down the block from the studio. With her college degree, yet. But the job market was tough. She and I got along right away, too. And then we got to talking, and she told me about the hours and the grind and the low pay, and guess what, Bob was going to need another fill-in very quickly because Susan, his other helper, was leaving to get married and have babies. So Karen came in, on my strong recommendation, she was hired immediately, and now we were heading back to my place to celebrate her success. I stopped to pick up some champagne on the way. This was going to be a Friday night to remember, I had the feeling. I came back to the car and dumped the bag in her lap. She laughed, opening the bag and looking inside at the huge champagne bottle. "What did you get? My god! Are you having the immediate world over tonight?" "No, just some close friends, er, that is, one close friend." "Ah, that's nice, Jennifer. Thanks. Did I thank you for getting me this job?" "Only about a dozen times, honey, but that's okay, I appreciate the gratitude. We are going to have fun working there! You'll love it!" "I believe you. Bob seems like such an easy-going guy. It is such a relief to get out of those waitress sneakers, believe me. I don't think I could have lasted there another day, job or no job." "Well, you don't have to worry about that any more. The studio is doing great, we are doing great, and we are going to party tonight!" Karen looked at me again and giggled. She was 22, about 5'5", maybe 110 pounds if that. Gorgeous little blonde, with firm, natural breasts, short-cut curly hair style, light brown eyes, full, pink lips. Looking at her for any length of time would make me very very wet. And tonight, I'd have that chance, with no work to get in the way. I was soooo excited. We ran from the car into my house where we deposited the champagne into my fridge, which I cranked down to a lower temperature to chill the wine a little faster. I had plans for that wine and for my little girlfriend's luscious body, and I couldn't wait very long for either. We devoured a delicious pasta and salad dinner I prepared, spared some room for modest scoops of vanilla ice cream, and by that time, the wine was properly chilled. We relaxed in my den and I filled our champagne glasses. Karen's eyes were shining. "To us! To life!" she toasted. I clinked my glass against hers and slowly sipped the smooth titillating bubbly down. Oh, god, it was just perfect. A Friday night, with another sexy woman as my guest, this wine, a full stomach, the light jazz on in the background. Does it get any better than this? I don't think so! So we were talking, facing each other on my couch, nothing heavy or serious, just girl talk, random thoughts, cooling down from the work week. I poured myself a second glass. "You're almost done with that. Let me refill yours, too," I said. We toasted again, this time silently. I had been studying Karen's face all along, and I thought now was the perfect time to make my feelings known. The phone rang and I ignored it. Fuck the rest of the world, this time was between us girls. I reached out and gently touched the side of her face with my free hand. "Has anyone ever told you you are very sexy?" Karen was a little surprised at the remark, but also very pleased. "Hmmm… thanks. Yeah, I guess so, but you never know whether to believe it, especially when it's coming from a guy who's looking for something." "Yah, I know what you mean. Have any other girls ever told you that?" "Actually, yeah, there was one other girl I knew at college. She was openly gay, and she was constantly after me. I was flattered, and I enjoyed the attention, I mean, who wouldn't, but… I guess you'd have to say she wasn't attractive to me at all, otherwise…" "Yes?" "I don't know, I might have tried being with another woman then, I have to admit I was curious, but when I imagined being next to her in bed, it wasn't a turn-on, you know?" "Yes, I do. Butch?" "Very." "Ah, hah. Can I ask, ever imagine being with a lipstick lesbian?" "All the time." That was shocking. So much, so fast. And so much what I wanted to hear. God. Was this really happening? Or was it just the wine affecting my fragrant tender little girlfriend? I didn't say another word. I spread my touch out to my entire hand and caressed the whole side of her face, slowly, pushing her curls back past her ear. Her hair was so silky. I leaned in slowly and tenderly pressed my lips on hers. She accepted my touch, exploring my lips with hers, as if trying to decide if she liked it. Then she pressed her lips harder on mine and wrapped her arms around my neck, putting her glass on the end table. I put mine down as well. We continued to kiss as it progressed into deep Frenching. Her mouth was delicious, her taste so sweet. Her skin was so soft, her fragrance so intoxicating. On top of the champagne, I was reeling and getting so wet below. I could feel the blood rushing to my pussy, making it tingle. I kissed her back slowly, our tongues exploring each other's mouths and faces. I loved the feeling of her hot breath on my face. I moved my mouth down the side of her face and to her throat, sucking in the soft flesh as I went. She was breathing hard now. We both wanted this, very much, and we were ready for it. 'Um… baby, let's go to bed, what do you say, mmmm…." "Yeah! Okay!" she replied right away. We ran to the bedroom. I kissed her all over as I unbuttoned her blouse, kissing the outside of her bra and then licking and sucking on her erect strawberry nipples as I loosened her bra and it fell away. That made her weak and she sat down hard on my bed. I rushed off my own blouse and bra and fell on top of her, our breasts mashing together in an incredibly arousing feeling. We kissed again, deeply. We both struggled to remove our skirts and hose. I wanted the pleasure of revealing her sweet little pussy myself. I licked at her crotch through the cotton. She moaned when I did. "That's nothing compared to the real thing, kiddo. Just wait, here it comes!" She laughed nervously. I slowly pulled down her panties, freeing her bulging young pussy lips to the world and my eyes. I thought I was excited before, now I was out of control. We were both trembling from excitement and arousal. I gently touched the tender moistness of the downy hair lining her puss with my fingertips. Then I leaned in for my first taste of her, running my tongue slowly and maddeningly from the bottom to the top of her slit. I could feel the hardness of her erect clit just beneath the cover of flesh at the top of her mound. I wasted no time, running the flat of my tongue across it. She moaned again and wiggled in pleasure, spreading her legs open wider for me. I ran my thumb back and forth across her clit's fleshy cover, back and forth, in a 9 to 3 o'clock pattern sure to please. She stretched her head back in pleasure, her breathing deeper now, her leg muscles taut, awaiting her pleasure. Once again, I began to lick and suck upon her little clit and it rewarded me, showing its smooth white pearl as it poked through the fleshy tent. I took her in my mouth and pleasured her as I know I like to be pleasured. I wet a couple of fingers and slowly pushed them into her. She was only minutes from coming, I could sense it. For those minutes, I gave her the best I could in loving attention, and then she exploded right in my hands, her whole body quivering beneath me. I continued to lick and suck her little pussy, knowing how good that must feel after a hard come. Her hands were all over my head and in my hair, urging me on, while she moaned and writhed, telling me of her pleasure. When finally she was done, I kissed back up her body, gently kissing and licking her stomach, her soft warm breasts and their rock hard nipples, her throat, and then in for a long, slow, passionate French kiss, my favorite part next to French kissing her pussy. Once again our breasts where pressing against each other, creating lovely exciting sensations. We kissed for a long time, then I lay on my back and she instinctively began to explore my body. Sister, was I hot for her. She took a long time with my own breasts, kissing and kneading them with her mouth and fingers, causing me nearly to come. I asked her if she had actually been with another woman before and she told me I was her first, though she had often masturbated over the fantasy of lesbian sex. My pussy was aching now. I could feel my clit throbbing for the touch of her mouth. "Hurry, love, I need you right now, please!" She was a compliant lover, and she was soon exploring my pussy as I had done hers. The moment her soft little mouth and tongue touched me down there, I began to come. I couldn't control it, not that I would ever want to! When I come, I come like a thunderstorm, and this was a major hurricane! Karen had trouble keeping up with me as I bucked and screamed! But she did. She was so sweet. After, she lay down next to me and we kissed and I couldn't keep my hands off those luscious breasts. I kept touching and kissing them while I fingered her cunt with the middle finger of my other hand. Occasionally I'd bring my hand up to my mouth to wet my finger and lick off her juices. She loved when I did that and it just made her hotter. Then I was ready for my second taste of pussy. This time I climbed on top of her and we 69'd it. My room was completely quiet now except for the almost inaudible music on the stereo, the arousing sound of flesh rubbing on flesh, our moaning, the sucking, kissing, licking sounds, and our contented sighs. Finally, hours later, we were both spent and we faced each other on the pillows again, kissing, holding each other. We fell asleep with my face buried in her bosom, she holding me. The next morning we were still attracted to each other. It wasn't the wine which triggered the sex, it was our passions. The wine only took the edge off. But we have made love with each other dozens of times since and we don't need anything to wear away our inhibitions anymore. We'll drink wine because it tastes good, but our taste for each other is what drives us into each other's arms. Karen told me she was so grateful to me for finally showing her what Sapphic pleasure is all about. Now she likes women more than men, and I'm her main target when she is feeling like a little sex. That's great. By my calculations, my age, 30, plus her age, 22, equals 2 girls in Sapphic ecstasy. Yeah, baby! Bisexual Bandit Jason Saint Jean leaned back against the wall and smiled at Barbara as she sucked on his cock. On her knees, with one hand holding his cock and the other fondling his balls, Barbara Sumner simply looked hot. A tall and somewhat large woman with short red hair and pale white skin. Her blue eyes shone as she looked at him. The tall, coconut-skinned young Haitian man thrust into her mouth, giving her all that he had to give. All eight inches of his manhood. Barbara closed her eyes as she sucked on him. Jason grimaced as Barbara continued what she was doing. Sucking on his cock and licking his balls. Jason groaned in pleasure. This girl really knew how to work his stuff. He felt an all too familiar rush in his loins and warned her that he was about to cum. When he did, Barbara simply drank him dry. The girl drank his seed, taking all that he had to give. Jason cried out in pleasure. When he looked down, catching his breath, Barbara wiped her mouth with the back of her hand and smiled at him. He grinned at her and they both laughed. For the hundredth time, Jason was thankful for having this gal in his life. And not just for the sex either. Barbara and Jason had known each other for years. She was a firefighter and he was a social worker. Both of them were devoted public servants. They met while working. Jason was escorting a young man named Peter in court. Peter had recently sought a restraining order against his abusive ex-girlfriend Patricia. Jason was one of five male social workers in an office with a dozen women. He took his work seriously and tried to help men and women in need. The job could be pretty rewarding sometimes. Barbara Sumner, Deputy Chief of Firehouse Thirteen went to court to testify against Jennifer Attleboro, a young woman who set fire to six houses and blamed it on her mentally retarded brother. District attorney Paul Lemons put Attleboro away for ten years and exonerated her brother. That was a good day for all of them. Barbara's boss, veteran firefighter Chief Donald Smith was proud of her. She had known him for a long time. He taught her everything she knew about the job of fighting fires. In many ways, he was the father figure she never had while growing up. He was one of the two people she cared about the most. Jason was the other. How to describe Jason Saint Jean? A tall, good-looking young Haitian man who went to the University of Massachusetts and earned a Bachelors degree in Criminal Justice. He originally worked as a police officer in Boston but quit after three years. For some time, he worked as a Corrections Officer in Suffolk County. Behind bars, his bisexuality was revealed after he admitted to having an affair with Ricardo, a handsome Latino hustler who was serving two years for robbery. Jason Saint Jean resigned from the Department of Corrections and went in the field of Social Work instead. He found helping people infinitely more rewarding than putting them away. Barbara Sumner knew all of this about Jason Saint Jean. They had always been blunt honest with each other. It wasn't hard for Barbara to guess that Jason might be bisexual. The guy checked out fine-looking females of all races every chance he got but she also caught him checking out guys. Hunky guys of all races. Jason's bisexuality didn't bother Barbara in the least. They were good friends who sometimes hooked up and had sex. They weren't exactly a couple. Just two good friends having sex with no strings attached. Presently, they were in Barbara's living room. Barbara Sumner lived in a small apartment in Boston's South End. Jason Saint Jean was a resident of Brighton. Barbara got her naked self up and went to the kitchen to get something to drink. For some reason, doing it with Jason always drained her. Jason smiled as she walked by him. He always liked looking at Barbara naked. The sight of her somewhat plump yet still sexy body and fabulous booty always turned him on. When they first me, she was rather shy around the bedroom. Three years later, he had her quite loose. Just the way he liked his lovers, whether male or female. Barbara never asked about his bisexual liaisons. Once, he told her that he liked it rough when he was with men but that was it. There were times when Jason truly missed being with guys. As a black man working in the field of Criminal Justice, he had an image to maintain. Queers weren't allowed in this macho arena. He kept his issues to himself. As a social worker, he fucked a lot of women. So many chicks with issues were willing to give up the booty to a handsome hunk who saved them from trouble. Oh, he still had some men on the side. No matter how much pussy or girl booty he got, he still longed for dick and man booty. He liked men. Something about the way they smelled and tasted. Currently, he was seeing Malcolm Franco. Franco was tall and good-looking Haitian man in his early forties. He owned a small truck company, had a wife and two grown sons. Jason's relationship with Franco was discreet and very passionate. Jason smiled as he recalled a rather passionate lovemaking session he and Franco had in a motel room. They were both in the shower. Two handsome Haitian men staring at each other's naked bodies. Rippling muscular chests, hard muscles, flat bellies and strong legs all around. Jason admired Franco's hot body. The older man stayed in shape. They kissed and Franco pulled Jason to him. Jason felt Franco's huge cock press against him. All of a sudden, he wanted to feel that man inside him. Franco saw the look in his eyes. He grabbed Jason, and bent him over. Jason felt Franco's hard hands pull his butt cheeks apart and felt something hard press against his back door. With one swift thrust, Jason entered him. Jason gasped when he felt Franco's hard dick slide into his ass. He'd been fucked before, but never by such a strong dick. Franco's powerful thrusts made him groan. He stroked himself as Franco fucked him, shoving that dick deep up his ass. They went at it like this for some time before Franco came. His hot cum flooded Jason's tight ass. He pulled out of Jason. Jason turned around and looked at the man who just fucked him. Franco winked at him. Time to return the favor. Jason took Franco in the shower. He spread the older black man's butt cheeks wide open and shoved all eight inches of his thick, uncircumcised black dick up that ass. Franco was by no means a virgin to anal sex. He took it like a champ. Without screaming. Jason grabbed him by the hips and pumped his ass. Franco grunted as Jason slammed into him. Jason whistled as he fucked Franco. The dude had a wonderfully tight ass that seemed to be made for fucking. Jason fucked the shit out of him and finally came, flooding the older man's asshole with his hot manly seed. Just thinking about his sex acts with Franco got Jason got as steel. He looked at his dick. He was hard as hell. He up looked and saw Barbara in the kitchen. Her sexy ass looked pretty tempting. He grinned as an idea formed in his mind. He got up and headed toward the kitchen, where Barbara and her sexy, plump booty were. Barbara was drinking some milk straight from the carton when she suddenly felt someone grab her from behind. It was Jason. She felt his hard cock press against her rear. Smiling, she asked him if he was ready for more. He laughed and grabbed her buttocks. Oh, she thought. He must really be horny. Barbara pressed her butt against his groin. She suddenly felt something hard press against her asshole. She turned around, to look into Jason's face. What she saw there surprised her. There was a wicked look on his face as he grabbed her hips and slammed his cock into her ass. What the hell? Jason didn't say anything. He just bent her over and took her. Barbara screamed as Jason's thick cock invaded her asshole. He was thrusting into her like there was no tomorrow. The black stud was relentlessly pounding the white girl in the booty hole. At first, it hurt like hell. Barbara screamed as he took her. Her ass was stretched to the limit by his long and thick cock. He put one arm around her belly and drew her down on the floor where he took her while on all fours. Barbara no longer resisted. The cock in her butt had subdued her. Jason pulled her hair back and she roared in pain. Laughing, he thrust even deeper into her. He continued to fuck her like this for some time, until he came. When Jason Saint Jean came, his hot cum flooded Barbara Sumner's asshole. Barbara screamed loud enough to wake the dead. Jason remained inside her, still hard after he came. They lay like this on the floor. Barbara lay on her side, looking away from him, with his cock still buried in her asshole. Jason looked at her. He asked her if she was okay. Barbara nodded but didn't turn around. Jason looked at her. There were tears on her face. Without a word, he put his arms around her. Jason held her without a word. He never believed in talk after sex, whether with men or women. Later, they had a talk about it. Barbara was rather surprised that he just took her without asking, though she didn't mind. Spontaneity was good for sex. Barbara told him that no man had ever fucked her in the ass before. Jason couldn't believe his ears. This woman's heart-shaped booty was made for fucking. Barbara asked him whose asshole he preferred to fuck, a man or a woman's? Jason laughed and went to bed. This wasn't a question he cared to answer, especially when the answer was so frigging obvious! Bisexual Bank Robbers Inc. My name is Jason Walden. Friends call me Jay. People say I kind of look like the actor/comedian Chris Rock. Whatever. I'm a tall, slim young black man living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. These days, I attend Bridgewater State College, where I major in business administration. Life is okay these days. I just want to get my degree and get the fuck out of dodge, you know? Brockton is mad boring, son! Unfortunately, things don't always work out the way you plan. I was in a real bind this summer and I decided to make a little extra money. Next thing I know, I'm involved in a robbery scheme. Luckily, no one knows I was involved and the other players aren't talking. They're kind of busy spending money in Hawaii at this moment. I made a quick getaway with lots of cash and I think I'm headed for easy street. It all began when my Haitian buddy Steve Vincent approached me with one of his get-rich-quick schemes. Steve is a big and tall black guy I've known since my high school days. He used to play varsity football and I was a baseball player, back in the day. Even back then, there was something off about the man. Steve is a really weird cat if you ask me. Good-looking, smart, good with the ladies. Oh, and he's got zero conscience. These days, he goes to UMass-Boston, majoring in Criminal Justice. He recently told me he wants to be a policeman. I don't think that's such a good idea. Why? Because he's evil! When you first meet him, he seems like a nice guy. However, he's not. The truth is that he's a sociopath. He thinks I don't know but I'm a lot sharper than most people give me credit for. I'm no saint. Got a bit of the dark side in me too. I enjoy a little chaos every now and then. Steve and I have had some fun together but haven't done anything outright sexual before. Oh, well. I guess there's a first time for everything. That's what I told myself the first time he talked me into an orgy with some of the women on our old campus. That was two years ago, when we had some raunchy fun with these gals at Bay State University in Boston. Steve always knew where the fun parties were. I guess that's why I hung out with him so much. It certainly wasn't because of his personality. Steve was just weird, folks. Rumor on campus is that he's bisexual. I could see it happening. Steve has always loved two things, sex and money. Not necessarily in that order. I got nothing against psychopathically inclined bisexual adventurers as long as they show me a good time. Life on campus is boring and I can't stand it. I'm a fun-loving guy. So when Steve told me about these chicks who wanted to hook up, I went along. We met these broads at their dorm located along Commonwealth Avenue. When we got there, the broads greeted us in their night shirts and panties. Hey, I don't mind. It had been so long since I got some, I was growing calluses on my hands from excessive masturbation. Steve made the introductions. The first chick was big, black and quite tall, with a thick body, wide hips, thick legs and a fat ass. She was kind of light-skinned, with short hair. Not exactly my type but I do love a fat ass. Her name was Jackie Monteiro. I had seen her around Bay State University, hanging out with these two ridiculous Greek bastards who occasionally clowned around with Steve. Big Jackie is what we called her. I shook hands with Big Jackie, who smiled at me. The other chick was more to my liking. Her name was Kara Doyle. She was tall, slim and athletic, but with big tits, a narrow waist and a nice, plump ass. Her skin was alabaster and her hair was light brown. She had pretty green eyes. I don't know why but lately, I've had a thing for white chicks. That's weird, isn't it? Oh, I got nothing against white folks. It's just that ever since I came to a school full of them, white booty has got me hypnotized. And I'm not the only black male college student who feels this way. Lots of black male athletes got white girlfriends on our campus. It wasn't like that at my old high school, Brockton Community High School. Back there, I knew of many blacks and whites who were friends but seldom dated. In college, it was a whole new ball game. Anyhow, there we were. Two young black college men sitting in these chicks apartment, drinking wine and chilling. Steve asked Big Jackie to put a porno tape in the VCR. I watched the screen. It was an interracial porn tape. This black porn actor named Brian played the part of an athlete whose sexy white female tutor seduced him. I watched as the two of them did their thing on TV. The guy sat on the couch and the older white woman sucked his cock and licked his balls. Then, he put her on all fours and shoved his dick up her ass. I watched, growing more excited by the minute. I glanced at Big Jackie and Kara, and noticed both had their eyes glued on the screen. Who says chicks don't like porn? I felt my dick harden as the black guy on screen pumped his cock in and out of the older white woman's asshole. She squealed in delight as he sodomized her. I grinned. I wouldn't mind being in this scene. Like lots of young black guys, I've fantasized about fucking a white woman in the ass many times. Lots of them are into anal sex. Sometimes, I think some white chicks are freakier in bed than some black chicks. I've heard stories from black college guys about white chicks who not only suck dick really well but also will drink a brother's cum and also let him stick his cock in their pussy and ass. All in one night. Hot damn! I looked at Kara and she looked at me. Without a word being spoken, we moved toward each other. Kara kissed me, then wrapped her arms around me. She began unbuttoning my shirt hastily. I smiled. I liked a sexually aggressive woman. Especially a hot one like Kara. In no time she took my pants off. I laughed, and told her to slow down. Damn, it's not like I was going to run away! Kara laughed, and told me she had never been with a black man before. I smiled, and told her there was a first time for everything. She held my cock in her hands. My eight inches of long and thick, uncircumcised black dick. She was puzzled by my foreskin. I told her I was all natural and intended to stay that way. She grinned, told me she didn't care one way or the other and just wanted to taste me. What do you think I said to that? Yes, ma'am! Taste away! Meanwhile, Steve and Big Jackie were having their fun. Big Jackie stood before Steve, completely naked. The sight of this big and tall black woman with her big tits, wide hips and huge ass seemed to turn Steve on. He stroked his long and thick cock, which I noticed was uncut like mine. I smiled. I am not queer or anything but I am always happy to see another uncut guy. We're the way nature originally made men. The way all men should be. Besides, we can feel more pleasure during sex than modified men. Just a little-known fact of dicks, folks. The natural ones are better. Big Jackie knelt before Steve and took his cock into her mouth. Steve high-fived me while getting his dick sucked by his voluptuous paramour. I nodded, then focused all my attention on Kara. The white chick eagerly sucked my dick and licked my nuts, her mouth was driving me wild. It took a little getting used to. Steve on the other hand was having lots of fun. Big Jackie not only sucked his dick but she also swallowed his cum when the big guy finally came. Big Jackie swallows! I can't believe it! She's always acting like she's better than everybody on campus. All because she usually makes Dean's List and shit. Nice to know stuck-up big chicks suck cock too. What she did next completely stunned me. She got on all fours and spread her plump butt cheeks wide open. I watched, stunned as Steve got behind her. He rubbed some fluid all over her anus, then pressed his long and thick cock against her backdoor. Placing his hands on her wide hips, he pushed his dick into her asshole. Steve was fucking Big Jackie in the ass! Kara sensed my surprise and turned around. Her eyes widened when she noticed was Steve was doing to Big Jackie. The big black man thrust his cock into the big black woman's asshole, fucking her hard and fast. Big Jackie squealed as Steve's cock pounded her ass. Steve laughed and told her he loved the feel of her tight ass around his dick. Oh, well. Now I've seen everything! Kara resumed sucking my cock and licking my balls. When I came, she drank but didn't swallow. I guess she's a spitter. Oh, well. Doesn't bother me. Next, I put Kara on the couch, lying flat on her back with legs in the air. I was ready to get me some white pussy. Kara held my cock and pressed it against her pussy. With a smooth thrust, I went inside. Kara's pussy was tight, exactly as I thought it'd be. You know a woman's a true slut when her pussy is so loose, you can barely feel anything while fucking her. I've fucked a few older women. You'd be surprised how many hot older women are into anal sex these days, mostly because they can barely feel anything in their used-up, puffed-out pussies. Word. Kara was decades away from that. Her pussy gripped my pole tightly. Just the way I liked it. Kara wrapped her arms around me and urged me to fuck her harder. I did just that. I drilled my cock into her pussy, loving the feel of it. After a few minutes, she surprised the shit out of me by asking me to try something else. She got on all fours, spread her ass cheeks and told me to fuck her in the booty. I was stunned. Steve noticed my predicament. Nodding energetically, he tossed me a can of lube and winked at me. I looked at him, and shook my head. Steve was really giving it to Big Jackie. His cock was buried balls-deep inside the big black woman's ass. Big Jackie was screaming like a banshee as Steve's big cock filled her asshole. Oh, well. I might as well try it. I've always been curious about anal sex. I applied the lube on Kara's asshole as well as on my dick. Then, I pressed my cock against her backdoor and slowly pushed it inside. Kara guided me through it. Apparently, she'd done this before. I wasn't surprised. With an ass like hers, she probably loved butt fucking. Slowly, I worked my cock into Kara's asshole. If I thought her pussy was tight before, it definitely couldn't compare to her ass. The young white woman's asshole was tight as a vice and gripped my dick like an anal chokehold. I loved it! Kara grunted, and urged me to fuck her hard. I did just that. I followed Steve's lead. Putting my hands on Kara's hips, I thrust my dick deep into her asshole. She seemed to really loved that for she squealed and begged me for more. And so we went at it. I plowed into Kara's backdoor, fucking her like anal sex was going out of style. Steve on the other hand tried a new move with Big Jackie. He lay flat on the carpeted floor, with his dick sticking up. Big Jackie lowered herself onto him, until she had impaled herself anally on his cock. Placing her hands on his shoulders for support, she began riding him. Steve grunted, thrusting deep into her. Big Jackie barked cuss words like a ghetto bitch as he fucked her in the ass. I had never seen her like this. I must say I liked it! We fucked and sucked the night away, folks. By the time the evening ended, our dicks were drained dry and the women had cum-filled sore butt holes, courtesy of our hot rods. Isn't it cool? After this wild sexual escapade, Steve and I became inseparable. The man knew an endless number of campus women who wanted to get fucked by black studs. Black women. White women. Asian women. Latin women. Middle-Eastern women. Tall women. Short women. Plump women. We fucked them all. I wondered how come Steve always had money to spend and knew so many cool people. I questioned him about it one day and wished I hadn't asked. He point-blank told me that he robbed banks. Well, I can 't say that I was surprised. Somehow, the bastard talked me into joining his crew. I met the other guys on the crew. There was a big and tall Latin dude named Miguel Sanchez, who attended Boston College and a tall, skinny Asian guy named Scott Lee, from Emerson College. Like Steve, they were major players. Used to having money to satisfy their lusts for cars, women and status. I joined the team. There was a special initiation, though. Once I found out what it is, I thought about backing out but it was too late. I had made my bed and now I had to lie in it. Steve, Lee and Miguel told me to service them. They dropped their pants and out came their dicks. I couldn't believe this shit. I'm not gay or bisexual. Okay, maybe I'm a little curious but I don't get down like that. Steve drew his gun and told me either I'd get initiated and join the team, or I'd die. I swallowed my pride and knelt before the three men. All three of them were uncut, like me. How about that? I sucked on Steve's cock and licked Lee's balls while stroking Miguel's dick. Before long, Steve came. Reluctantly, I drank his cum. Then I sucked Miguel and Lee at the same time. The feel of throbbing cocks in my mouth was oddly pleasant. When I got Miguel and Lee to cum, I drained them of their manly juices. They screamed in pleasure. Afterwards, the real initiation began. Miguel put me on all fours and spread my ass cheeks wide open. He eased his long and thick cock into my asshole. I gasped as he entered me. The guy was huge. Meanwhile, Steve was having some fun with Lee. Steve was on all fours, ass cheeks spread wide open. Lee came up behind him and thrust his cock into the big black man's ass. My eyes widened in shock. Apparently, Steve didn't just like to fuck people in the ass. He also enjoyed having his ass played with. Lee grabbed his hips and began fucking him energetically. Hard and fast, he pumped his cock into Steve's ass. Meanwhile, Miguel's dick stretched my ass like never before. It hurt like hell and I screamed. However, it also felt oddly good. I liked the feel of a big Latin dick up my ass. When Miguel came inside of me, I screamed in sheer pleasure. Afterwards, we tried something new. I sucked Steve's cock while he got ass-fucked by Miguel, who was himself getting fucked in the ass by Lee. I stroked Steve's cock while Miguel fucked him. Man, this was awesome. I never knew it could be like this. Next, I went for a ride on Steve's cock while Lee tried riding me. I knelt before Steve, who spread my ass cheeks and slid his cock into me. I eased my cock into Lee's ass and began pumping my cock deep inside the Asian stud. Miguel watched us, stroking his big dick. Clearly, he loved what he was seeing. The feel of Steve's cock deep inside of me while I filled Lee's ass with my dick was terrific. I had never felt anything like it. Lee screamed as I fucked him and I groaned as Steve fucked me. It was awesome. The three of us lay in a torrent of our cum half an our later. Miguel jacked off while standing over us and all three of us eagerly drank his cum. Hot damn. That was cool! When I went back to my dorm that night, I couldn't believe what I had done. However, it was too late to back out now. I had a mountain of bills. I had to make money. So I joined the crew. Steve was the man with the plan. He orchestrated the whole thing. We hit several banks all over Massachusetts. And we were successful. Steve planned out every detail. We were in and out under five minutes. Nobody ever got hurt. We always made a quick getaway. In five robberies spread over the course of three months, we made over two million dollars. Is that cool or what? I got really close with the members of the crew. We hung out together. We robbed together. And we fucked together. Most men on the crew considered themselves bisexual. I didn't consider myself gay or bisexual. I just liked sex, period. No labels. I will stick my dick up a man's ass as easily as I will stick it into a woman's pussy. Or her ass if she will let me. We had fun together. We brought sexy women and hunky men to our parties to screw. Once, Steve treated us to a night at Crimson House, this top-secret brothel located in a warehouse in downtown Boston. The price of admission was twenty grand. Only the top men from business, law and politics could afford it. The Crimson House offered its clientele the best of everything. Steve paid for all of us to have fun. And we did. We each picked a woman and fucked them all together in a big-ass living room, with black porno tapes playing on huge flat screen televisions. For the evening, I picked myself a tall, plump Latina with big tits and a fat ass. Her name was Maria. She was real pretty in the face. And she smelled really good. I sat on a throne-like chair, smoking weed while she sucked my dick. Steve recommended her. To me. According to him, big girls were better in bed. I was down for whatever, so I did what my leader asked. Maria really knew how to suck dick. I've gotten my dick sucked by both women and men and she was quite talented. When I came, she drank my cum. Unlike Kara, she was a swallower, not a spitter. That's mad cool in my book. My crew mates were having fun with the ladies, and each other. Miguel and Steve kissed and fondled each other while Greta, a tall and busty, statuesque blonde woman with the biggest ass I'd ever seen on a white chick sucked both of their cocks. She really didn't seem to mind going down on two bisexual men. Indeed, the white woman sucked the black man and the Latino stud with equal vigor. A real pro. They got down and dirty. Greta lay on the floor while Steve licked her pussy and fondled her tits. Miguel thrust his cock into Steve's ass, which I knew the big guy really didn't mind. Lee was having some fun with his hired partners of the evening. Alice, a tall, red-haired young white woman who looked like a centerfold was riding his cock while Lee sucked the dick of Eric, a slim Hispanic dude with a huge boner. Alice fingered her pussy while impaling her ass on Lee's long and thick cock. Her face was contorted in pain. I felt for her. I really did. I've taken long rides on Lee's dick and the Asian stud could tear someone's ass apart if they weren't careful. I shook my head, checking out the various fucking going on around me. My buddies really knew how to have fun. Oh, well. Time for me to get some booty. I hadn't gotten any female booty in a while. I've been addicted to dick lately. Fucking a guy in the ass while getting butt fucked by another guy has been my favorite thing lately. I wonder if I still enjoy the feel of a woman's ass around my dick. Only one way to find out. I put Maria on all fours and spread her plump ass cheeks wide open. Pressing my cock against her well-lubricated asshole, I thrust deep into her. The big Latin woman gasped as my cock slid into her. I grinned and pinched her fat ass. She yelped. And just like that, the fun began. Around the room, everyone was doing their thing. Miguel eased his cock out of Steve's ass, and the two of them double-penetrated Greta. The big blonde woman was sandwiched between them. She lay on top of Miguel, who slid his cock into her pussy while Steve knelt behind her, pumping his dick into her asshole. Steve loves a tight ass. He doesn't care if it belongs to a male or a female. Sometimes, I feel the same way. I grabbed hold of Maria's long black hair and yanked her head back while slamming my cock into her asshole. I noticed that Lee was having even kinkier fun with his sex partners. Lee lay on the floor, getting his cock sucked by Eric. Meanwhile, Alice got a strap-on dildo and fucked Eric with it. I couldn't believe this shit. Is there anything my crew mates won't do? Greta screamed loud enough to wake the dead as Miguel and Steve drilled their cocks into her holes. I laughed. They were making the big white woman work for her money. I continued fucking Maria's sweet asshole, loving the way her plump ass jiggled every time I thrust deep into her. She was no longer screaming. More like a long moan. I want to get a scream out of her. And so I got one. I leaned closer and pinched her nipples. She gasped, and squealed. I laughed. That's more like it! We went at it until I came, flooding the big Latin woman's tight asshole with my manly cum. Bisexual Bank Robbers Inc. After hours of fucking and sucking like sex was going out of style, me and the crew hit the streets. Man, I felt like I was on fire! This was one of the best nights of my life. I have never felt more alive. Seriously. I loved my crew. Steve was a sociopath but he also brought the team together. Miguel was a hard-ass until you got to know him. Lee was a nice guy. I'm glad I joined. We continued to have our fun and make money. Until a federal task force was called in to catch us. The whole state was gunning for us and we still slipped through, every time. Steve decided we should lie low for a while. The guys went to Hawaii. I stayed in Massachusetts, saved my money and lived like everything was normal.