Do one or two casual encounters with a same sex partner qualify one to be considered bisexual? What if the encounter was during a threesome, foursome or moresome? How many same sex experiences does it take before you are classed as Bi? Must you actively seek out and engage in sex with a same-sex partner to be considered Bi, although you would normally prefer the opposite sex? These are questions I have asked myself ever since my first same-sex encounter.
Often sex, to a man or woman, can become a form of temporary insanity. Your mind and inhibitions can be swept away by the frenzied heat of the encounter. An overarching need to release sexual energy can allow you to perpetrate, succumb to and experience acts that you would not normally consider; opening the door to a journey of exploration and experimentation to satisfy your curiosity or a deeper need.
I believe that we are, by our very nature, bisexual. As children, we experiment by comparing genitals, sometimes touching each other, playing sexual games (who can pee the farthest) or other explorations of our sexual curiosity. Because male genitals are so exposed and therefore mores easily stimulated, boys tend to fixate on them more so than girls do with theirs. Girls, on the other hand, hug and kiss each other and hold hands growing up, not necessarily sexually goal oriented. I believe this is quite natural and an integral part of growing, learning and maturing as human beings. Society teaches us, as we grow, what it considers wrong, taboo, or deviant. The trouble (or blessing) with society is that what's normal changes from year to year and from nation to nation. I could be considered a deviant to the norm or pervert because I have often pushed against that envelope. Although, watch day time television and even those boundaries becomes questionable today.
Several years ago I was living with a liberated woman who allowed, encouraged and joined me in expressing and exploring my sexuality. Actually, I think she rather enjoyed our 'sexcapades' and I was overjoyed at the time to be with someone who did. Together, we fantasized, photographed each other, watched x-rated videos, used toys, whipped cream, chocolate syrup and even shared sex with others, you get the idea. We could spend hours, many times the whole day or a weekend, playing and making love to each other. Together we thoroughly enjoyed the "high" we got from our long, sometimes spiritual lovemaking sessions.
One day we decided to act on a fantasy that we had discussed many times. Robert was a mutual friend who we thought may be interested in joining us, so we invited him up for the weekend. We understood that he was bisexual and decided that he should be a good match for us. I thought maybe I was ready to give Michelle the experience of a two-man threesome. We both had indulged in two woman threesomes before and I felt comfortable enough with myself and our relationship to share in that particular fantasy for Michelle. For the next week I thought of nothing but the upcoming weekend, with more than a little excitement and apprehension. After all it isn't everyday you share your girlfriend with another man. Finally the day arrived.
The smoky smell of cedar filed the house as the fireplace crackled and popped, warming the room to a comfortable temperature. We laughed, chatted, drank wine and shared some pot while relaxing. To further break the ice I put on an X-rated video and we watched, laughed and commented on the action before us. As we sat there, I began to fondle Michelle's breasts making her nipples hard and erect. She loved that. She was, at times, able to orgasm just from extended nipple stimulation. We decided to play a little strip poker to "innocently" get our clothes off. It didn't take long and the three of us were mostly naked. Not surprisingly, idea of massage came up and we all agreed that it would be fun. If that wasn't an ice breaker, I don't know what is!
Michelle brought us some massage oil and asked Robert if he would help her massage me. He was more than willing to oblige. I lay on my stomach as they began massaging my body. Michelle worked on my neck and back as Robert started at my feet. Her pussy was inches from my face. I could feel the heat from her and was exalted by her pleasing fragrance. It was very provocative having two people busy touching your naked body. I was in heaven it felt so good.
Eventually, Robert reached my butt and began kneading and stroking it, allowing his fingers to slip between my ass cheeks and along my inner thighs, just teasing me, sparking those familiar feelings in my crotch. After a few minutes they rolled me over and continued their efforts on my front. I was totally exposed and Robert said he liked looking at me, my cock was now tumescent from the relaxation and their attention. I reached up and pulled Michelle to my mouth and let my tongue search her slit. Almost at once I felt Robert's hands on my cock and balls massaging them with smooth firm strokes. At first, I flinched from the male contact. Even so, moments later I was rock hard and further surprised by the sensation when his mouth envelop me. It was a warm and not unfamiliar feeling, no different from what I often experience with women. In response, I plunged my tongue deep within Michelle's hot sex, licking and teasing her as she rubbed herself against my mouth. It felt good having my cock sucked as I nibbled and teased her. "This is just like going 69", I thought to myself, although knowing a man was giving me this pleasure was a confusing mental turn on. "Should I be enjoying this so much, I wasn't sure?" Those societal pressures and teachings were trying their best to inhibit me.
He really got into it, sucking me into his mouth, pulling on my prick with his lips, applying just the right amount of pressure and suction. He took me deep in his throat without the slightest hesitation. I was surprised by this because I am not a small man. I lay there with my eyes closed moving my hips to meet his advancing mouth. It seemed the natural thing to do.
