Two bi [friends], in one day, decided to use [m]y cock to see if they were still interested, in separate events. | 2016

I was in between girlfriends at college, and most of the girls in my inner circle were gay. Or, so they thought. Two, it turns out, were actually bi.

I had been sleeping on the couch of one of them for about a week and a half, and was being shipped off to another couch the next day, during winter break, as the former one had to go back to California.

The night previous, the former girl, let's call her Blondie, asked me to watch a movie with her in bed. She was 5'5, double-D tits, smooth curves, and a dyed blonde - as I would soon find out. She worked out all the time, yet was still what most people would call "curvy." I had always thought she was gorgeous, but thinking that she was gay, and never having cheated, nor wanting to cheat, I didn't think twice about it.

We watched some Spencer Tracy movie I don't remember, and wound up falling asleep together. I have no idea how long we were asleep, but I think we were both woken up gradually by the heat and press of each other's bodies. I could feel her stunning tits pressed up against my chest, slowly rising and falling, and it became obvious her nipples were getting hard. I'm sure she could feel my cock harden and rub against her too - at some point in the night, we started kissing, and I ran my hands up her shirt. I started fondling, toying and teasing her tits, knowing I may never get another chance. She pulled back and said:

"I like it when you touch me... let's do this."

She crossed her arms and pulled her shirt over her head, then pulled off her pajama bottoms and lay before me nude. Her bush was neatly trimmed, but very dark. I realized that I was kneeling next to her, still in my own t-shirt and boxers, and she said:

"Well?"

In some furious combination of both of our hands, within moments, I was naked, fully erect, and lying on top of her, with our tongues intertwined and our arms wrapped tightly around each other. We broke our embrace in order for me to put on a condom, and then I entered her as slowly as I could - maybe taking two or three minutes to push all the way into her. We had simple, sweet, missionary-style sex for about thirty minutes, kissing and gripping each other, until she noticed that I started to pick up the pace. She asked:

"Are you going to cum?"

"I can't hold it anymore..."

She sat up a bit, pulled my head down to her neck and said:

"It's okay, do it."

We then came at the same time - the sex equivalent of winning the lottery for first time lovers. She was still a bit shy, however, and put on her PJs after she came back from the bathroom. I did the same, and we fell asleep spooning, and never talked about that night again. That was more than a decade ago. Now, she is married to a girl who is charming and lovely.

The next morning, she flew back to CA for the rest of winter break, but I stayed on campus. I then took my backpack and went to my other friend's house - and this girl had also been recently sleeping with another girl, but also had a much stronger history of being interested in boys. She also had self professed that because she didn't have much cleavage (smallish b-cup) she would routinely go out without a bra wearing something see-through, or just flash people. I had seen her breasts multiple times, and they were very enticing. She was maybe 5'9, taller than me, and very pale skin, but very dark eyes, very dark hair, and very dark nipples. Despite not being an athlete, she also had a catalogue-quality ass.

I got to her apt that afternoon - we watched a few episodes of law and order, had some wine, made a risotto, and generally had a fun evening. She was, and is, very aggressive intellectually, and has a super sharp sense of humor. We laughed a lot, and probably drank a bit too much. I was about to go to sleep on the couch when she said:

"Oh please. Come on. You can stay in my room, you big dork."

I got up, thinking, hey, why not, a bed-buddy sounds okay. I got down to my boxers and t-shirt and hopped in bed - she left and came back in wearing some sort of robe - I have no idea what make, but her family had, and has money, so I suspect her robe cost about as much as the contents of my bank account at that point.

She got into bed, pulled herself under the covers, then pulled off the robe, letting it fall off the side of the bed. She said in a half-asleep tone:

"I sleep naked, and if you are sleeping in my bed, so are you."

She didn't make any move to cuddle or to take off my clothes, but - hey - when a gorgeous woman tells you to get naked in bed, you comply.

I took off my t-shirt and boxers, and was slowly starting to fall into the soft-sleep of wine-induced haze while listening to her steady breathing. I assume, that at some point during the night, our bodies drifted together, bringing us to a tight embrace face to face. I woke up mid-kiss - a gentle, sweet, middle-school kiss, no tongue, just lips and hair caressing. I think she may have done the same, as afterward, we started to kiss much more deeply.

Without much warning or explanation, she rolled on top of me and started grinding her hips against mine. The first thing she said was:

"Stay hard. I'm getting a condom."

She was gone maybe 15 seconds, but it felt like an eternity. I was still wine-drunk and coming off of the high of having had sex with a busty blonde girl earlier in the day, and now a brunette vixen was not even asking, but telling me, that we were going to fuck.

She kissed the tip of my cock and looked up at me, saying:

"I love your cock. Don't tell anyone, ever, I said that" - well, sorry. Guess I'm breaking that oath now.

Then she rolled the condom down onto my cock, swung her legs over me, and lowered herself onto my shaft.

I don't think I lasted more than four or five minutes, but she was already close.

She then leaned in, pressed her body firmly against mine and said:

"I talked to [your-ex-girlfriend] about the way you like to fuck - I know you like to be held tight. I want you to cum in me, and cum deep."

It can't be more than a few seconds after she said that until I cummed - I head feared I would be running on empty based on my earlier performance, but she seemed really pleased. She kissed and licked my face, then lay down on top of me panting and smiling while I got soft. A few minutes later she pulled me out of her, pulled the condom off me, and then licked the cum off my cock. On her way out to the bathroom, she said, without even looking back:

"Remember what I said earlier. Naked."

Suffice it to say, the next week I spent at her apartment was quite, quite entertaining. At this point, she is engaged to a charming young fellow, but still shows interest in girls.

I see her often, but we never bring this up. Though, when no one is looking, I do give her ass a good squeeze, which she mentions to no one.