Bisexual Stories

After an extended period of anonymous communication, we finally met at a local Starbucks and as we had indicated in our messages, we were pretty similar in appearance. Although both of us had mostly gray hair,we were in fairly good physical condition since each of us pursued an active lifestyle. After a few such meetings, during which we agreed that since we both were in longtime marriages, we could assume that we posed no health risks to one another and could proceed to the next step and arrange to meet someplace where we would have the needed privacy for a sexual liaison. I proposed that we go out to my sailboat that I kept on a mooring far out in the harbor. He agreed, and on the designated day, we both rowed out to the boat, got aboard and went below. once below, after some initial awkwardness, we managed to unzip each others pants and extract our cocks, As I gripped his still flaccid penis, I noted that even though I was taller than he was, his cock was larger than mine and quickly grew rigid under my stroking as did mine under his.In a matter of moments, we were both rock hard and as it was my boat, I claimed the right to go first and quickly dropped to my knees and began to lick and slurp at the helmet shaped head of his thick cock. His crotch had a musky male aroma and within minutes, I could taste the precum that began oozing out of the tip of his erect dick. While I wanted to prolong my enjoyment of the experience, by concentrating my attentions on suckling the engorged head of his cock, he began to show his impatience by placing a hand on the back of my head and gently but firmly pushing my mouth further down on his erection. By relaxing my jaws, I was able to accommodate his rigid cock to the back of my mouth but by tightening the grip of my lips around the smooth skin on his shaft and pressing my tongue against the bottom of his dick as he pumped it faster and deeper into my welcoming mouth, I could increase the friction that created the sensation that I loved so much. By this time, my hungry mouth was producing such an abundance of lubricating saliva that on each stroke his ever thickening cock was bumping up against my uvula at the entrance to my throat. Each time he withdrew. I could feel my cheeks being pulled in by the suction created by his retreating member, and being pushed out as he pushed back in. After about fifteen minutes of this exquisite torture, he apparently felt that the preliminaries were over, and holding my head tightly in his hands,on one downstroke, he slowly forced the massive head of his cock past the bend at the back of my mouth and completely down my throat. I could feel his balls being pressed against my chin as he tried to reach even deeper. Just as I was about to completely run out of air, he withdrew his cock, allowing me to take a deep breath before shoving it all the way down my throat again. For the next few minutes, he repeatedly alternated between my mouth and my throat and gradually I could feel my throat relaxing and opening up until it offered no resistance to the invasion and I actually seemed to be swallowing his engorged cock down my gullet. I don’t remember ever feeling anything this satisfying and exciting. As soon as I became accustomed to the rhythm of his cock fucking my throat, I was able to time my breathing with his thrusting and I began to feel as if I wanted this to go on forever, but suddenly, he moved one hand to the back of my head and with the other hand he gripped me tightly below my jaw and held my head firmly in place.He kept his cock buried in my throat, only moving in and out slightly as I swallowed tightly around his cock the way that I liked it done to me. It was at this point that he began to moan. With both of my hands on his ass cheeks, I could feel his whole body tense up and I could feel his cock beginning to tremble and expand even bigger in my mouth. With one final spasm, he cried out and jammed his cock even further down my throat as it began to pulsate and I could feel it spurting stream after stream of warm and thick semen into my throat. He was still ejaculating as he withdrew his cock from my gullet, so I was delighted to feel the last few jets coating my tongue with his sweet, pungent sperm which I savored and then immediately swallowed. I held his dick gently in my mouth as it began to soften, but I had to release it when he indicated that it had become painfully tender to the slightest touch. After a full five minutes, when his body finally stopped shaking, he told me that that was the best blowjob he had ever received and that I was without question the best cocksucker on the harbor.

My commonest bi fanatasy is to be raped by a man, have my hands bound in front of me by my waist so I cant help but touch my self while he makes me lick and suck his dick. He wouldn’t let me orgasm until he’d cum over my face and in my mouth after which he’d pull me up straight and make me wank in front of him while he made sure I had a proper taste of his jism by rubbing it into my lips with his fingers which I’d have to suck and lick clean.
Of course this would make me cum myself and as soon as I did my tormentor would push me forward face down into the sheets I’d just ejaculated all over so that I’d have cum on my face and on my hands and stomach. He’d literally force my to crawl in it while he pushed my legs apart and called me a slut. Of course then he’d hold me down and fuck me. He’d make sure I hand my hands on my cock and he’d pin me in place before putting the head of his hard cock at the opening to my virgin arse hole. By this time I’d really be begging for mercy, telling him I’d let him do anything and thank him for it, call him sir and confess to what ever he wanted, if only he’d use lube and a condom.

Sometimes I think he does use lube, holding me in place while he torments me further, telling me how much he’s going to enjoy what he’s about to do while he makes me keep my promiss to be respectful and thank him a lot by encouraging me with the finger he’s using to apply the lubricant, roughly pulling it about inside my virgin arse when I don’t tell him what he wants to hear.
Other times I imagine he doesn’t care about my comfort though, simply ignoring my pleas and holding me in place while he starts to push his hard dick inside me. He takes it slow of course, relishing my discomfort as he crushes me below him and slowly drives deeper and deeper into me with his meat.

Either way he always ends up fucking me till he cums gallons deep inside me. I fantasize about being made to do a lot of perverted things, like being watched by a group of people while I’m made to get into the 69 position with a male sex doll or having a woman pay to either have my anal virginity or watch while its being taken from me. My favorite fantasy is certainly to be taken by a dominant woman and her male slave or a couple with a bi sexual bloke, by that I mean being seduced into the understanding I don’t really have a choice but serve their most depraved fantasies. But then I think if the right man put $25,000 in my pocket I’d try to lie as still as possible while he did what ever he wanted to me and to be honest after a bottle of wine, I’d probably enjoy it.