I came to my sexual awareness early in life and wasted no time discovering all that a woman's body had to offer. My virginity was history when I was 14 and I spent many long hours looking for "some." In my teens I also realized that I was interested in what a male body had to offer as well. Back then in the 1970s nobody really talked about bisexuality. You were either straight or gay, so I was confused. Like so many other teens I eventually found somebody to experiment with, somebody who could keep a secret and by 16 I had my first taste of a man.. and I liked it!
Back in those days before the internet it just wasn't as easy to find men to hook up with so I mostly went without man to man sex and concentrated on women. By the time I was 29 I was living with a 19 year old piece of ass named Vickie. All in all, she was a pain to deal with, usually unemployed and not too smart, but the sex was fantastic. She was 5'5" with long dark brown hair and dark eyes. She had a very pretty, angular face and a devilish smile. Her legs were long, slender and wonderfully shaped. Her ass was small but adorable. She had a tiny little waist and delicious 34C breasts, so sweet, round and firm. She was not a fashion model and she had a look and a way of moving that caught your attention, and a delicious body that she knew how to use. Vickie certainly wasn't a "keeper", not the girl you marry and make a future with, but she was fun to be with for a couple years.
Both of us were pretty adventurous, trying every damned position we could figure out, having sex in public places, trying not to get caught and trying some light bondage and power exchange. I have to say that she took quite well to being in charge and having her way with me. Although I enjoyed her in bondage, it always worked out better when I was the one restrained.
During this time of heightened heterosexual bliss, I was also very hungry for cock. I occasionally hit the rest areas along the highways and stopped at a few parks known for bi men looking to hook up. I also discovered a great phone service where you could set up an account, leaving a voice mail ad. People could cruise your ad and leave messages and you could do the same. It became almost addictive and I was meeting other bi men fairly frequently. I had the best of both worlds and Vickie knew nothing about it. At least not until one day when she got nosy.
My mother always said that if you are doing something that you are trying to keep secret, you will eventually get caught. One day when I was checking the phone mail site, Vickie quietly picked up another phone in the apartment and listened in. I had no idea until much later that she had done this. One day she just started talking about bisexuality and how she thought it would be so hot to watch me with a man. "Does that freak you out, baby?" She asked. I felt my face flush red and my cock rise. I had no idea how to answer except to ask if she'd really like that. She said she thought it would be great and went on to say that she wanted to see me sucking cock. I was floored and had no idea what was happening, but I liked the possibilities. In truth, she had heard my ad, offering head to other bi men and she had heard some of the responses I got and some of the messages I left. She wasn't talking, but she knew that I was a cocksucker. We agreed that we could consider adding a man to our sex play someday just to see how it goes, and we didn't say much more about it at all.
A few weeks later, we decided to set aside a Sunday afternoon for some serious, kinky sex play. She said she wanted to tie me up and try some new things with me. I was up for it, as always. That afternoon she dolled up with some sexy makeup and a little, short, white silk robe. And a talk pair of heels. She looked perfectly sexy. She instructed me to undress and sit on the bed. When she was satisfied with my position she had me hold me hands out to my side and she tied my wrists very securely to the bedposts with silk scarves, and then had me spread my legs so she could secure my ankles in the same way. She them blindfolded me quite securely. I was trussed up and ready for her new surprises.
She started in her typical way, fondling me, biting me, telling me that I am hers to do as she sees fit with. She made me agree, made comply, made me promise that she was in charge and I would ask no questions. It was about this time that the doorbell rang. All I could think was, shit! This is my playtime! What now?!? Vickie got off the bed and scampered down the hall. I heard her open the door and then heard her voice, but no others. Maybe just a neighbor or some church people selling God on a Sunday afternoon. Whoever it was must have been surprised to be greeted at the door by a hot vixen in a short robe and tall heels. The thought of it turned me on and my dick twitched.
When she came back into the room, something didn't sound right and it was obvious she was not alone. I wondered what she was up to. I heard movement, a buckle, a zipper, shoes hitting the floor.... Somebody was undressing. Vickie giggled a little but said nothing until she got on the bed. She bit my nipple, then licked the side of my face and my ear and asked, "Are you ready?" I answered yes and she giggled again and got off the bed. I strained to hear what was going on, but I wasn't sure. Then a felt someone get on the bed. By the motion, I could tell that they were not small, and I felt them straddle me. I could smell cologne, man's cologne and just as I did, Vickie ordered me to open my mouth. As soon as I did, it was soon filled with a very large, hard cock. Oh my God! She brought me a man! My heart was pounding and ten thousand thoughts crashed through my head. My girlfriend had brought me a man.... A man with a very, very large cock! I was freaked out, turned on, scared out of my mind all at the same time. I wondered if she had set this up through the phone mail site. Where did she find this guy? Damn it! This was wild!
I sucked and worshiped this massive shaft as he worked it in and out of my mouth. God, I wished I could see him. I wished that my hands were free, but I had agreed to this, so this was what I had. I could hear Vickie moaning softly. Maybe she was sitting, watching touching herself. What a huge turn on this was. But I soon realized that I heard the sound of kissing between her moans. Shit! There was somebody else in the room and she was doing something with them!
She spoke and told the man on the bed to stop. He withdrew his huge cock from my mouth and got off the bed, only to be replaced by another man who slid his cock into my waiting face without a word. Two men! What was this little bitch up to? This man's cock was smaller than the first guys, but by no means small. My own six inches were dwarfed by both of them. This guy was more aggressive, holding my head and driving in and out harder than the first guy. I was in heaven, but across the room I could hear Vickie. She was making sounds I recognized, sounds she made when my face was between her thighs or when my cock was in her. What was she doing? Was that massive cock inside her?
