This is probably going to come off as weird, considering I'm bisexual and most of my recent conquests of sorts have been men.
Once in awhile, however, I will have the urge to fuck a woman, though it's a bit more difficult for me to find a willing pussy than it is a guy's ass and cock.
Not that I think of myself as the most suave guy in the universe; I'm short (five foot seven, to be exact), funny looking, nerdy and geeky, with blondish brown curly hair, and spend all my time reading. I have never read that in a woman's standards list.
Probably my best feature outside of the blue-green eyes I've been told are "pretty" would be my dick—nine inches and cut.
In any case, I still have my own standards about who I fuck. Men, if they're legal and tight, who cares? But my women, they have to be 25 or older (I'm 30, but given my size and appearance, some think I'm still a kid!), have dark hair, and at least 150 pounds or more with nice skin and big asses.
I guess my tastes in women come from me having some resounding fear of skinny women of upper class; I can't even ask one what time it is most of the time. One time, I had been flirting with some twins at a club, and though my ego was shot, I kept pushing and antagonizing, which made me look more like a dumb ass.
On the other hand, when I find a curvier chick, I can slide right up, put an arm around her, make her feel like a princess and ask the time without being bitched at, the girl saying "EWWWWW!" or being told to get lost. Instead, I usually get an appreciative smile, some "Awwwwwww's!" told "You are so sweet!" or "Isn't he the cutest?"
Oh, the things those skinny bitches miss out on, huh? The thing is, most women usually go for my best friend before even thinking twice about me anyway. Rarely do I find a woman who find me more attractive than he.
That is where Kara comes in.
Kara is seventeen years older than I am, but we may as well have been around the same age the way she looks and acts. She's 5'2 and about 200 pounds, and with that wonderful short dark hair and sweet blue eyes. And yes, the prerequisite big ass.
We met online about a year ago when she initially went ape shit for Patrick (my tall, dark olive-skinned best buddy who gets a lot of women). Though her interest was more in him, we started chatting too, albeit casually.
Though I had been seeing another girl at the time (also a bigger girl) and held a man crush on Pat, it hadn't taken long for me to start having wet dreams about Kara even though she lived thousands of miles away.
Oh, there was no question she liked sex, even I being bisexual didn't bother her at all. She'd write the hottest stuff about gay encounters that got my rocks off each time.
When we both had gotten webcams, it became even more fun, though nothing 'dirty' was done on them. I had too much respect for Kara to stoop that low.
The one time, however, I had left my cam on by accident when I'd gone to masturbate over a threesome porno I'd seen online. The guy could have been a dead ringer for Pat and the chick looked a little like Kara.
I'd been in stroking heaven. Good thing I'd given my cock a workout under the blankets, or Kara had really gotten a show.
When it had gotten out she'd seen what I did, I was embarrassed as hell, but it hadn't bothered her at all.
Well, when Pat lost his job last fall and I was spared, he started acting like an ass toward a bunch of people, Kara included.
It wasn't enough that she had a lot of insecurities to begin with and though she wasn't good enough for anyone, his being a total dick made her feel that much worse.
It was then good old Bryan here to the rescue.
Within a month, it was clear that Kara had totally switched her primary affection from the dark haired asshole to the nice blond guy.
Pat wasn't a totally happy camper about it, but we figured fuck him too; he could find someone else among his array of younger fillies. Kara was the type that preferred brains over beauty anyway.
