I’m bisexual. My boyfriend knew this even before we ever dated.

We went to college together, and things were liberal enough at our school that I could be seen with a man or woman on my arm at parties or other social functions. But sleeping with girls was not a college phase for me; the attraction has persisted all these years later. I love cock, but I also love pussy.

Max, my boyfriend, had no problem with this. He’s completely straight but doesn’t mind getting some strange every now and then. We dated for a long time but saw other people, not sharing details. He’d go off fishing with some buddies, and if he got laid, which he probably did, I didn’t care, because I was spending my time tasting the cunt-juice of some sweet, young thing.

When we finally decided to move in... Read More