BaldGlen's Blog
:
March 2019
BaldGlen
POSTED ON
03/05/19
.Eventually we reversed position to embrace and kiss deeply as we tenderly fingered each others' warm, slack *******. I luxuriated in the feel and hot sexual scent of woman against and all around me. I'd fantasized over having a physical relationship with another girl at school, but the nearest I came was when the afore-mentioned Meredith Levine fingered my **** under our twin desk during a film on the geography of India. It was an intensely thrilling experience, but an only one-time event, to my great toned body pictures disappointment.
"Welcome to Sappholand," Wendy murmured with a shy grin. "I'm only a new girl at this too."
"Well it was certainly a nice surprise to me," I enthused. "I haven't had these feelings since I was at school, but I never consumated them then."
Over the following weeks and months I enjoyed the same-sex love finale to all of the classes I attended with each of the other women in the group. It made me feel more alive and more active sexually with my man at home, but I kept the girl-on-girl activity from him as I wasn't sure as to how he'd see my bisexuality. Sex with my spouse and the more promiscuous variety with my girl-friends were two separate parts of my life and didn't need to be mixed at that stage,
particularly in that I was deeply enjoying those contrastingsensations.
I eventually realized that I hadn't paid for any of my sessions since I'd joined the Wednesday morning classes and asked Gloria about that.
"It's all taken care of," she told me before answering her phone. "Don't worry about toned girls."
That both intrigued and concerned me so I asked Wendy about what it all meant.
"Gloria sells tickets to guys to watch us working out nude," she from fitness models site grinned. "That's how the lezzie shows came about as part of the entertainment. To me it's a good deal, free exercise sessions and a bit of sexual excitement."
Gloria pointed out the salient requirements for sex work; condoms, lubes, tissues, inspection lamp, et cetera. I was aware of these things, but being a regular user in the near future brought things into much sharper focus. I wanted to get into it before I went cold on the idea and having to wait for a week before I could test my talents seemed so far into the future.
We went back downstairs to a sunny coffee room with comfy chairs and warm prints of beaches and forest scenes on the walls. There were two men standing and chatting before we arrived, both sixty-plus, but looking fairly trim and well-off, if their attire was any indication. They were both pleasantly polite and not unduly familiar towards Gloria, rather more respectful if anything. I thought I'd have no difficulty in accommodating either of them, hoping that they
were a representative sample of the clientele I'd be serving.
"This is Jeremy and Bevan," Gloria said, by way of introduction, "and my friend Molly."
We all solemnly shook hands, an odd gesture in view of the relationship I was to enter into with those blokes, I thought, but at least it broke the ice socially.
"I'm sorry I'm a bit late Bev," she told him, I've been seeing to our new lady here. Who are you waiting for, Jerry?"
"Nobody, I came too late, but...if we have a new player, I'd like to play with you," he grinned. "If it's okay with you, Molly?"
I looked at Gloria for confirmation only athletic girls pics.
"It's your call, if you're ready," she smiled. "Only you can know that."
I grinned back at Jeremy to indicate a little more than willingness to be the receptacle for his needs.
"Hang on a moment, folks," said Gloria. "Let's do things in a proper and orderly manner."
We went to the organizer board where I was handed my name plate to slide into the lowest vacant slot. Jerry slid his name tag into the same space in the next column beside it, signifying our engagement for immoral purposes. However, there were still things to be done below, down a hidden staircase to a locker room I hadn't seen before where Gloria told me to strip and put on the silk dressing gown in my locker. As I'd all ready showered, perfumed and made up for the street, I was ready for the next phase of my life.
Up in the shagging room Jerry had been allotted, I found him nude, gently stroking his nicely stiff **** in preparation for our coupling. I took off my robe, stepped over to him and grasped his sex organ which jumped at the touch and rubbed it lightly as I checked him out.
"Nice and clean?" he grinned and I towed him to the bed, sat and rolled a condom down over his hard, upcurved **** and sucked it into my mouth.
"Ooh, you'll have to stop that or it'll spoil the whole ending," he sighed.
I applied lubricant to our appropriate places and lifted my legs to slide back on to the bed.
"What is your desire, sir," I asked submissively, parting my knees to let him see my fit girls pics collection
"Oh, I've always enjoyed the simple missionary position as an initial way of getting to know a new partner. What do you think?"
