Bi Couple

My ultimate fantasy would be to be part of a bisexual couple (yes a bisexual girl).

While I obviously love fucking guys, I don’t think I’ve even been emotionally involved with guys the same way I am with women.

I have dated girls over the years and I have been faithful and I think I could handle that long term, it would be fun to be able to add a guy (or couple) into my sex life occasionally.

Here is a story that I read earlier in the week which sounds like an amazing relationship – would love to hear your thoughts guys.


My fiance and I have a partially open relationship. We’re both bisexual and exclusive within our relationship to members of the opposite sex. However, each of us travels for work regularly and we decided our trips would be a good time for each of us to indulge in our bisexuality.

Half the year, she’s gone three days a week, and half the year I’m gone three or four days a week. We miss each other when we’re gone, but it’s a perfect arrangement that we’ve got worked out.

Recently, our neighbors who lived in the house across the street moved away and their house was sold to a guy named Julian, Jules for short. The day he moved in, my fiance and I went over to introduce ourselves and welcome him to the neighborhood. He answered the door in a t-shirt and shorts and holy shit was he gorgeous. He was probably 6’2″ with a swimmers build and serious lettuce. His skin was perfectly tan and his eyes were a really deep green. He had a hint of stubble just worked so well with everything else he had going on. I looked over at my fiance and I could tell she was smitten with him as well.

We got to talking and he told us that he had recently broken up with his wife. After awhile we realized it was because he realized he was gay. My wife immediately told him that we were both bisexual and that he had nothing to worry about in the neighborhood. Granted, we tried to keep our situation hush-hush. We opened the bottle of wine that we brought over and got to talking. That led to more wine, etc. Finally we told him about our situation and how it worked for us.

The next Monday night my wife was away and I asked him to come over to watch a basketball game. He was totally down. He brought some beer and sat really close to me. I knew immediately where this was headed. Finally I looked at him and just said, “Hey man, neither one of us is dumb. We might as well just be up front about what we want, right?”

That was all that needed to be said. He immediately started making out with me. Instant hardness. It didn’t take me long to take his cock out. It was perfect. Huge, thick, and perfectly curved. I went to absolute town on it. I took his cock in as far as I could. I worked his balls. Finally he shot a load in the back of my throat.

Now it was my turn. I’m vers, so I had a feeling he was gonna be looking for something that would be equally fun for him. He gave me a fantastic blowjob and asked if I had lube. I purposefully brought it downstairs knowing this might happen. He grabbed it and applied a really generous amount to my cock and his ass. He told me to stay as I was, relaxed with my legs off the seat of the couch. He really gently sat on my cock. Slowly at first, working the entire thing into his ass. Then finally he was comfortable enough and went for it. He rode me for about six minutes before I shot a load right into his ass.

Since then, he’s come over at least twice a week, sometimes spending the night. Occasionally I’ll go over there. We play tennis together. We go to the bar together. We’re becoming best friends who also happen to fuck. A lot. I told him if he ever feels romantic feelings to tell me right away and we’ll stop. He’s been super understanding.

My fiance couldn’t be happier. She regularly asks for updates and sometimes pictures. She always asks if I got fucked or did the fucking. Sometimes we have contests to see how many times we can each get off with our same-sex partners. She still always wins, hahaha. A couple days ago she came home early and saw me getting railed while bent over our jacuzzi tub. She waited until Jules came and then she sucked me off.

I’m a lucky, lucky man.


Lockerroom Sex

My experiences lately with the Married Guy have been in public lockerroom which has been something I’ve done at different times for years.

My first threesome was in a steam room at a hotel albeit after hours and we snuck in.

Other than that threesome (which was with a guy/girl couple), I’ve never had public sex like that with a girl but think it would be pretty hot.

Here are some screen shots of a movie that Kip added on his site BisexualMoviesPage.comclick here to go directly to the movie.

Crazy Weekend

How was everyone’s weekend?

Mine was tough, it started Friday afternoon, I went for a swim with the Married Guy but we didn’t get to fool around.  A friend of mine saw my car at the pool so I had a message waiting for me saying to meet him at a pub right near the beach for a Friday afternoon session.  I dropped my car back at the house and walked down to town.

That was kinda Friday over; empty stomach, an hour session at the pool then no dinner and just lots of drinking.  You’d think I would have learned by now right?  I walked home after 8pm, went for a quick later night swim (benefits of wearing speedos pretty much all the time).  I fell asleep on the couch with a towel around me, otherwise just speedos.  Some friends of mine woke me up Saturday morning for a surf (we usual surf on Sunday mornings with a bit of a crew).  I felt OK so got up, put my wetsuit on and walked out the back door.

We surfed for a couple of hours, I was absolutely starving!!!

One of the guys who came out with us, his brother is a golf pro at a fancy course a little bit north of where I live and I got asked to go and play his course this afternoon to make up a foursome…. I had some work to do but I figured I could do that later.

So we get out of the water, shower under my outdoor shower, throw a new pair of speedos on and some golf appropriate attire on and walk out the door, I haven’t eaten in like 26 hours now.

I grab a pie at the golf club but as expected, the boys start drinking (not the driver of course).  The course was awesome, my mates brother is an amazing golfer so it was a fun afternoon.  After our round, of course there was more drinks at the club house but we got hooked up which was really nice.  By the time we drove home, it was dark when the boys dropped me off.  Again, I stripped down to my speedo and went for a quick dip in the ocean.  I was going to order some Godfathers Pizza but they had like a 2 hour wait so I just ordered Pizza Hut.

Finally, some food!!!

I fell asleep on the couch again, a little bit fuzzy from a day of golfing (might have been all the beer).

Sunday morning I was up early, went for another surf with some of the crew, made up some bacon and eggs for brekky and then I got a text from Alex and his boyfriend saying it would be a great afternoon for a barbie (BBQ – grilling for you Americans).  So it all started again…….

The moral of the story is…. always wear speedos because you never know when you’ll get to just strip down and go for a swim – hahaha.

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