My Forced Bi Experience

an tale how a straight guy reluctantly gets driven into an erotic menage by his partner and forms a deeper bond with his submission to her

Erotic Zone

I hesitate to say Beth and I were in a relationship. But we were definitely not NOT in a relationship. The truth of how I felt about Beth was, she scared me. Like any cool chick, she smoked, drank, and swore a lot. She had a personality that made people want to be near her, even if they didn’t know her. I saw this unfold so many times, in every setting imaginable. Groups of people flocked to her, laughing as she told one vulgar story after another. The story she told most often was about how she made a “slut” lick her clit so long, the girl got nerve damage in her mouth. The best part was when she imitated the girl’s voice. She would snatch the nearest drink, take two big gulps, set the glass down, and began to talk like her jaw was broken, drooling from the  corners…

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About dave94015

interested in alternative relationships, visual artist, erotic romance writer and reviewer of erotica, drug rehab clinic intern - mid 20's
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