I’m bi. Does that shock you?” He shook his head. “I don’t think anything about you would shock me now.” “Ooh, you never know.” She wag...ed a forefinger at him playfully. “How about tomorrow afternoon?” “Fine by me,” Greg said. “I haven’t anything on then.” “Hmmm…” Those eyes twinkled again mischievously. “If I know Sarah, you probably won’t have anything on before long. She’s bi too, and a bit cougarish with it, from what I’ve heard.” * It had stopped raining when Greg left Andrea’s. "Don't listen to her, she's trying too scare you, she doesn't like competition."I relaxed a bit."So what should I do?"Sudennlay he grabbed my shoulders and pushed me to the ground."Get on the floor you fuckin' slut!" he yelled.I was on my knees and my head was in front of his crotch.He grabbed my head and put it on his cock. It felt big, but through his pants I couldnt feel enough.After a few moments he realeased me and opened his belt, his pants dropped a bit."What you waiting for?!! Take it. "Hear that, slut? Why don't you just kneel here" Jack pointed at the floorin front of him.So there I was kneeling in front of the guy who fucked my girlfriend thenight before and I knew for sure I'd have his cock in my mouth beforelong. Just as I guessed, he pulled out his half-hard cock and started tostroke it. He was huge, I just couldn't take my eyes off it, I was actuallydreaming of him fucking me right there."What you staring at bitch? Suck it"I leaned forward and licked up from the base. For the last few years, my interests have leaned towards women and I have often fantasized about making love to her. Then there is Taylor, a large and powerfully built black man. His smile makes me weak in the knees despite myself. He, I think, suspects the strength of my sexual drives more than the others. He has made it clear that he wants me, and one day, he might get his wish. By midway through the day my cotton panties were damp from the moisture seeping from my aroused womanhood. Normally.