First Bi Sexual experienceThere was never any doubt in my mind that I was attracted to members of the same sex. I liked women just as much as men, but I had never acted on it and didn’t know how to go about getting it on with a woman. Men have always been so much easier for me, but I wanted some Fem action in my life, no I ”Needed” some Fem action, I’d gone long enough without having tried. The problem was how?I worked tightly with a gay guy at work, Jason, now a very good, close and trusted friend. At this time his lease on his property was up and he was looking for somwhere temporary to live until he found another flat. I suggested he come live with me for a bit and a few weeks later I had myself a temporary flat mate, well he was temporary living at my flat for almost 4 years, but those years were some of the best of my life.It was while Jason and I were having a Friday night drink at my place that I told him about me being Bi-Sexual. Of course he was fine about it and very understanding. I told him I’d never been with another woman and he said he would take me to a club he knew of where I could meet other women and possibly a couple with a Bi female. As simple as that. I had no idea there were such places, I know of the gay clubs in the city but never thought there was such a place where women like me could meet others in the same boat. I was intrigued to say the least.The following weekend, I was racked with nerves and all out of kilter with excitement. I didn’t know what to expect. I had all kinds of images going through my mind and had no idea what the club or the clientel would be like. Doubt followed and I had all kinds of questions going through my mind. Would I fit in? Being the biggest question. I was starting to have second thoughts as I walked along the riverside with Jason. The club was just a few yards away and I was already feeling like I wanted to run, but Jason reassured me and told me I was being silly and that if I didn’t like it then we could leave at any time.The club was just like any other club, though I did feel a little out of place in my fifties style button down blouse, A-line skirt and kitten heels. In saying that I did get lots of compliments on the way I was dressed. Sometimes it pays to be a little different and one woman, a cute, petite, dark haired little thing, said she really liked the way I dressed so much that she decided to stay for a chat at the bar. Jason made himself scarce and went off to god knows where, to do god knows what but I was now in the company of a very talkative and funny gal trabzon escort by the name of Angie.The drinks flowed and Angie and I were getting on really well and getting pretty pissed, and it was then that we talked about what we were looking for. She was married and had permission from her hubby to have female lovers, she also let me know that they sometimes shared females and on very rare occasions shared men together too. I was blown away by how open and hone she was and I let her know that I’d been seeking my first bi experience. She offered to be my first and I let her know that I would be more than happy to take her up on the offer. I didn’t expect it to be now. I thought maybe we’d share numbers and meet up another time. She asked if I had my own place and when I said yes she said, ”Shall we go back to your’s then?” I went off in search of Jason to let him know what was happening and he waved me off before turning his attention back tos ome guy he’d been chatting to.I was impressed by Angie’s open and honest attitude and could hardly believe what I was hearing as we took a taxi back to my place. She took out her phone and simply called her hubby to say that she’d be home later. She didn’t go into full detail with her man but the giggles and little whispers told me that she didn’t need to tell him too much at this point. As I’ve already said I was impressed by this little lady, everyhting about her, her size, cuteness and attitude. I have to say I was also a little jealous of her stature and confidence, she carried herself really well. I have never considered myself to be good looking in any way, (something you’ll hear me say a lot in the future) and I felt like this little cutey was way too good looking to be with the likes of me. At this time I was in one of my ”I’m too fat and ugly” phases, something that happens to me still to this day. I’ve learned to live and work with it and I don’t let it get me down as much as it used to. But i didn’t really feel like that with Angie, she seemed like a cool gal and I loved the eye contact she maintained when talking to me, the interest she showed as we chatted about ourselves, it was nice to finally have a female to talk to without all the bullshit and judgement.We opened a bottle of wine back at my place and sat on the sofa just chatting, smoked a little weedand just having a nice time. I did wonder when things would kick off, who was going to make the first move etc. I dodn’t expect the first kiss to be so deep, ingering and sexy. Fuck, I was creaming my panties like they’d escort trabzon never been creamed before. The kiss went on and on, slowly we undressed each other and for a second I was feeling uneasy. She had the most amazing and cute body, little pert pointed tits, a mini hour glass figure and a gorgeous little rounded bum. My insecurities soon fled away as we devoured each other on the sofa. Angie kissed me from head to toe, her soft hot tongue and lips sliding over me, slow, precise and exact. She was so methodical, spending the right amount of time on each spot, taking my nipples into her mouth, sucking, licking and squeezing on them with just the right amount of pressure, sending little electrical signals down my body to my creaming, wanton cunt. It was wonderous as she slipped her hand between my legs, her fingers skirting around my our labia, teasing me with her finger tips as she kissed down my body, I was crying out for more, legs spread spread wide waiting for what was coming next. She slipped a finger in, then another and another, three fingers deep inside me she fingered my G-Spot and had me moaning out with sheer pleasure. She eventually kissed her way down and flicked my swollen clitty with her tongue as she fingered me. The way she had kissed my open, hole was sensational, nibbling on my labia, poking her tongue deep inside me, savouring the flavour, taking her time to get me to that special place. She had the touch and she had the tongue speed to have me in the throws of a clitoral orgasm, the tongue pressure at which she was able to maintain soon had me crying and wailing as the orgasm tore it’s way through my whole body. It was immense and I was more than ready to return the favour. But she wasn’t done down there just yet. She pushed my legs back and began to kiss around my arse hole, very naughty indeed, but a nice way to wind down from the orgasm that had wrecked my body onmy moments before. Slowly she ran her tongue around my rose bud, it felt dirty, but so fucking good as she pushed her tongue inside, not too deep but just enough to give me a damn good rimming. It was so relaxing and easy and I just let her invade me with that wonderful tongue work.When it was Angie’s turn for some attention, I took a diffetrent approach, I wasn’t so tender, which is unusual for me, but I felt I owed her some roughness since she was no nice in her play. Her size made it easy for me to move and restrain her in a position of my choice. I spent a lot of time pinching and playing with her little nipples, offering little bites around trabzon escort bayan her boobs and she enjoyed it, her body’s reaction told me so. I turned her over onto her front and without warning I delivered a hard handed spanking, she turned to look at me, her mouth agape, a slight smile formed as I pulled her hips up, her pert little bum in the air, I gave her another hard spanking, it was red raw by the time I’d finished. I rthen kissed her red cheeks and slipped a finger into her cunt. I have to say that I was a little surprised at how tight her hole was. It was a snug fit around my middle finger and she panted and moaned when I pushed another in there, bucking hard back against me, she begged for another finger in there and I was in doubt but I did as she asked. Her squeels of pleasure filled the air as I finger pumped her and she was crying out for more, I tried to fit my little finger in there but it wouldn’t go, I looked around me and saw the drained wine bottle on the coffee table. I picked it up and without warning pushed the cold glass into her little wet hole. Her head snapped around to see what the fuck was going on and she gave out a giggle when she realized that I was pushing the bottle inside her. He moans of pleasure grew intensly as the neck of the bottle disapeared inside her, deeper and deeper until it couldn’t go any further, I tried to push it in until the thick end made it’s way inside but it wasn’t to be, though, it didn’t stop either me or her from trying. She was in ecstacy as I rammed that bottle neck in and out of her tight little cunny, bucking and thrashing around as the pleasure engulfed her and she reached a cumm. I slowly withdrew the bottle and sucked her sweet juices from the neck, savouring the taste of her beautiful cunt. I flipped her back over onto her back and I went down on her, eating her out like a maniac, working my tongue into her tasty little hole, lapping at her hole and labia and then working her sex button with rigour. The sweet sound of her moaning rattled around in my head as she orgasmed, her legs quaking, her back arching, I basked in the glory as her breathing quickened and her legs snapped shut. She cupped her hands over her aching cunt and I knew that I had done rather well for my first time. I remember thinking that I could get used to this. Angie hung around for a while, we smoked some weed but then she had to go home to her hubby. We kept in touch for a while and things were fine, I even had a few threesomes with Angie and her hubby Stevie. But as always in these situations, things fizzled out and we stopped calling and contacting each other. But it was a great start to something I had longed to do.If you made it this far then thank you for reading about this little crumb of my life story. There will be more.