It seems to me, looking at it as dispassionately as possible, that sex, and in particular the drive to have sex, is rooted in our need to r produce. Reproduction is, after all, essential for the continuation of any species. Furthermore, it seems to me that we are hared-wired to find people attractive. It is only society’s rules that demand we stay with one person. Perhaps that’s why the divorce rates are so high. Anyway, (stay with me) how does this impact on girls like me who are bi sexual? I’m in a very fulfilling relationship with Stevie, but every now and then, well, I feel like I want a dick inside me. Stevie knows this, and last night, we talked about it.
Don't misunderstand, Stevie is quite capable of fucking my brains out, especially with our lovely strapon. She can screw me every bit as roughly as any guy I’ve even had. But ive been wanted the feel of a guy....the smell of a guy...and the sperm of a guy. In my mouth, in my ass and in my pussy. I just needed a fuck. I didn’t put two and two together when Stevie’s brother rocked up. He sometimes uses my home as a stopover as he travels extensively. i kept looking at him and reminding myself “no. Hands off....he’s Stevie’s brother, for fucks sake”. But maybe I wasn’t listening to myself to well. I found myself flirting outrageously with him. I even went to our roo and rid myself of my bra before finding a nice revealing top, and a short but loose fitting skirt. I wanted ordinary panties and had to borrow a pair of Stevie’s (clean) ones. Then, I have to admit, I whores myself. Batting my eyelids, dropping stuff so he would get a flash of my panties....oh, I even embarrassed myself! Stevie phoned to say she would be late. By this time, her brother had resisted far longer than any guy could reasonably be expected to when a fuck is presented on a plate. And when I felt his arms around me from behind, I damn nearly came into (Stevie’s) panties there and then. He was rough when he grabbed my boobs, and rougher still when he jammed a hand into the panties and started to mastrubate me standing in the middle of th kitchen. I could feel his hard on pressing against my ass and all I wanted was to feel it inside me, and I didn’t much care where! So, panties mid thigh, Stevie’s brother’s fingers jammed inside my cunt and the other hand in my shirt pinching and twisting my nipple. Well, what’s a girl to do? I came hard and long, totally soaking his fingers and I could even hear the splashes of it on the kitchen floor. Looking down, I saw my cum in th crotch of Stevie’s panties, and that only made me cum longer. Aterwards? Well, that dick wasnt going to waste I can tell you that! I fell to my knees and undid him, tugged his jeans to his knees and sucked that enormous dick to the point where he said if I continued he would cum. Part of me wanted him to, but my cunt had other ideas. I just walked away from him and bent over th kitchen table. he entered me in one smooth push making me cry out. (It’s been a long time since I’ve had a cock up me.)He grabbed my hair and yanked, pulling my head back, as he started to screw me. Both the table and I moved with each savage thrust. I heard a low, primal “Where?” From him. “In me. Cum inside me.” He slammed me harder and harder, pulling my hair and making me arch my back. Then, that glorious moment. A lot of men seem to do this. He held totally still as he filled me with his sperm. I could feel each pulse in my vagina. When Stevie got home, it was quite late, and her brother had gone to bed. (I had him again beforehand...let’s just say NOT in the vagina). Stevie undressed quickly and got into bed. She snuggled up to me and started to kiss my breasts, a sure sign that she was horny. Stevie and I have many different roles and scenarios when we have sex. Sometimes, she is dominant, sometimes I am. Sometimes it’s romantic and soft, and other times aggressive, almost violent. This time, Stevie wanted to take my virginity. She wanted me to play th coy, shy maid. As she kissed down my body, I had to stop her. I still had her brother’s cum inside me. I held her face and told her what had happened that afternoon and early evening. “About fucking time” she grinned. “You’ve been needing a dick for ages.” Then she planted little kisses all the way down my body. With each kiss she asked “Did he touch you here?.....or here.....or here.....” When she got to my vagina, she paused, looked up from between my legs and said “Did he touch you...here?” And she kissed me right on my opening. As I came, she kept her mouth over my hole. I don’t think anyone has ever done anything so erotic to me in my life.
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