During my first experience with a bisexual female, I discovered I was a bisexual female too, who knew? I always had an idea that I was attracted to women as well as men, but I never knew just how much!
I had been in a long relationships with a no good loser, he never worked, drank like a fish and frankly I had had enough of him and enough of men. He was a mad man and a bully, he wouldn’t leave me alone so I though if I fucked around with other men he would get the message. But this con was an artist and could make me believe anything.
Ignoring my sexual infidelity completely, seemed to make him believe we should explore our sexual horizons together. He said this would make things better, while I said "get a job, stop drinking, this will make things better"!
He convinced me, again, that swinging was a solution to my honestly, bad behavior – I was harming myself more than anything. Anyway I agreed to a meeting with another swinging couple and we arranged to meet, I was very curious I admit.
We all decided to meet up at a swingers club at a special event and I had a couple of toots to loosen up before we got there – Dutch courage, perhaps?
On arrival, our couple met us at the door and showed us around, what a fucking eye-opener!! I was trying to be blasé, a girl about town, but I couldn’t believe my eyes. Bedrooms built for sex (no doors), a dungeon, romp rooms with different rules, and anything goes room, and a massive steaming heated swimming pool, as well as dining, bar and nightclub area. This was like an adults play park.
After dinner, getting to know our hosts, a few more drinks, watching the stripper and dancing up a storm I was feeling like a real bisexual female, I was ready to party it up in the swimming pool and that is where we went.
Everyone was turned on, my estranged boyfriend, her husband, her and especially me, but she handed me over to him and this was the deal, You agreed, you behaved like adults and you swapped. That was the part I didn’t like, but I though, oh, what the heck, in for a penny in for a pound and I swapped.
You might be pleased to find out I ran away from the dead beat boyfriend, and have not had another bi-sexual female experience again yet. But I am looking forward to the next one, its just that sex all got a bit fucked up for me, and I am still trying to get it all straight in my head. In future I choose who I fuck with, not someone else!
