Lured into a Bisexual Experience, Part 2
Intro:
This narrative follows on from my earlier publication, "Ensnared in a Bisexual Experience."
For the initial portion, I didn't intend for it to transform into a sequence, yet I'm enamored of the characters and believe there's more to their narrative.
If, like me, you derive delight from following a narrative and observing character growth, you might opt for Part 1 initially. It'll establish context and understanding about who the characters are. If, however, you're just drawn to the sexual aspects, feel free to jump right in where you fancy.
Wish you appreciate this series.
"Ensnared in a Bisexual Adventure" - Part 2
The day before, my experience with Jenny and Bob was life-changing. In partnership with Jenny's reassuring inspiration, I was introduced to my initial penis and savored a male's seed as his stunning, lustful wife gratified me with an unimaginably erotic blowjob. There was no turning back. All I could think about now was being with Jenny and savoring Bob's manhood again. I longed to touch her softness, feel his hardness, and savor his release for a second time.
Assuming you prefer, Ann and I wouldn't have historically participated in an event like the preceding day's. However, once it happened, I acknowledged my true bisexuality and the strong desire to engage in this activity. I wasn't gay, my profound attraction to Jenny confirmed this, but she had awoken the deep-rooted yearning for masculine pleasures in me.
Regretfully, only tomorrow remained for them to stay at the resort. In around 48 hours, Ann and I would be flying back to Boston, while Jenny and Bob would be flying back to L.A.
In the last few days, instead of the extended beach walks we went on together, Bob claimed there was a job to attend to, and Ann just wished to lounging out by the pool catching some sun.
Therefore, Jenny and I departed towards the shore alone, leaving Ann sunbathing on her lounge chair and Bob busy with media-related tasks.
"How are you holding up, lover?" Jenny questioned with a smirk. "Subconsciously, you're over thinking what we did yesterday?"
"Not at all. Yesterday was the best sex I've ever had. Back when our morning beach walks would conclude and when vigorous activities took place, we were both fantastic. I can't specify how much gratitude I have for you."
"Don't even attempt to express your gratitude, though it was an honor to have you share this experience with us." Jenny commented, already aware.
"Has Ann divulged anything regarding the events of yesterday?" Jenny asked, aware of the answer.
"No. I've kept everything to myself. My wife would separate from me if she learned of my sexual exploits with you and would publicly disparage me if she discovered I had willingly given Bob's member a mind-blowing blowjob, ultimately lapping up his orally liberated sperm."
Even as I discussed this to Jenny, I couldn't bring myself to feel shameful. I licked a penis, truly savored it, and gobbled down his ejaculate. The entire experience had an element of pride to it, and Jenny's understanding and support made me feel like a million bucks. "Ann would cast me out if she found out anything about yesterday."
"It's depressing how your spouse remains in the dark about your true feelings and the actions you partake within such a setting. Our companionship has fostered mutual understanding and shared sexual liberation, something I adore. You'll be signing off on this exotic vacation and returning to Boston alone, leaving you in a state of loneliness and longing. I wish we were closer -- we could've shared this remarkable experience beyond this. Despite that, I'm thankful for the time we shared together."
I chose to focus on the present. "Nope, wallowing in sadness just crowns the end of our vacay. Since we extremely have minimal time left, we should make the most of it."
After a while, the sunlight intensified. The air temperature began to rise, and I could notice the perspiration running down Jenny's figure, visually fascinating me. For a second, I imagined flattening my tongue out and savoring her sweat as I alternated between her nipples before everyone on the beach watched in awe. The thought gave me a thrill!
We proceeded, making small talk. When I gazed towards Jenny, her eyes were glossy and a trace of sadness could be detected. She'd have to depart soon, reuniting with the object of her affection, while I'd take the placed empty and emotionally deprived. Despite this, I took comfort in the unforgettable intimacy that we'd created.
Over the following 24 hours, we walked the shore and conversed. We delved further into one another's previous lives and discussed some funny anecdotes. I couldn't assist but miss Jenny already, and she was well-attuned to these undertones. At that point, our intimate encounter had set deep-rooted excitement and emotion. The final evening together would precede an unbearable parting that day.
"You're keeping quiet now. What's playing in your mind?" Jenny asked with a knowing look at my crotch. Her lips curled into a gorgeous smile as she said, "You have a sizeable bump in your trousers, buddy. Is it your dick you're fantasizing about again?" Then she changed back to her usual tone, "I'm overheating. Let's take a plunge into the sea for a bit."
"Last one in," I decided, sprinting towards the waves.
"Cheating!" Jenny exclaimed as she chased after me. And as she reached deeper waters, she stood a little further away from me with the water barely reaching her chest. There were people all around, sunbathing and enjoying the ocean.
"Here, Pete. I found something."
I waded over to Jenny. "What's that?"
"I found a water snake, but I need a better look. With that, Jenny pulled the elastic waistband of my shorts forward and stuck her hand into my swimming briefs. "I've got it," she said smugly as she grasped my semi-rigid penis and squeezed it tightly.
"It must've been sleeping, but it seems to have woken up now. Hold my shoulders." She maneuvered me around so I was facing the sea with my back to the beach. Her legs spread apart, and she removed her bikini bottom, exposing her neatly shaved vagina. The cups of her bikini top were pulled aside, showing her perky, rounded breasts. "How's the snake now?" she grinned.
"There are so many people around, Jenny," I said nervously. It was thrilling to behave so brazenly, but I was torn between horny and uneasy.
"Stay a little deeper, buddy. Nobody will see anything. A man and woman, just content to be embracing each other- completely innocent," she said with a big grin on her face. And then, she submerged under the water, pulled the waistband of my shorts down enough to expose my erection. She gripped my testicles and pulled them away from my waistband so she could fondle them.
When she resurfaced, she giggled, "Feels better now? I could really take a good look at that snake." She got close to me and gripped my rigid penis in her hand. She put her other arm around my neck and pulled me towards her. We locked lips in a passionate kiss.
I supported her weight with my hands on her bare ass, and she guided my swollen penis against her wet pussy lips. I could feel her warmth and softness pressing on my aching penis.
"I'd love to be in our bedroom right now. I want to make love to you so badly!" I breathed, caught between desire and unease. I reached out to her large, firm breast, wanting to suck her nipple into my mouth, but there were people too close to us.
After a few passionate minutes, Jenny murmured, "Let's feed the fish." I glanced at her, puzzled. Our visitor, a 40-year-old handsome man, had not budged from behind us as she said, "Rolling in the waves."
I turned, surprised to see a dark-haired man, a few feet behind us. He had an easy smile on his face- clearly aware of what we were doing.
"Yes, a beautiful day. I'm Enzo. I believed you were being romantic and asked if I could help." Jenny replied, faltering over some of the words.
"What language is he speaking?" I enquired.
"He's Spanish. I'm Jenny, and my friend's name is Pete. It's a pleasure to meet you," Jenny said, testing my response.
"Did you see her breasts?" I whispered uncomfortably, trying to cover my erection.
"In fact, yes. Isn't she lovely?" Jen remarked as she cupped both her breasts, offering them. "Pete, I'd flaunt my body naked here if they'd allow it," she said with pride.
"He asked if you needed help," she told me, studying my expression.
"Is he nuts? Inviting himself to join us?"
Chill out Peter. I've heard that in Europe, when two people are having public sex, it's quite common for strangers to approach and ask to join in. Don't be too old-fashioned. You've got to take a few risks to really enjoy life.
Speaking to Enzo, Jenny grinned and said, "Thanks for the offer. I don't need anything right now, but my buddy could use a hand." I'm not sure what she meant, but at the end of her sentence, she created the universal sign for a hand job.
"What did you tell him?" I asked anxiously.
"I told him that I didn't need anything, but my friend here could use a helping hand."
"What!?"
"Calm down Pete, you've forgotten your main aim here." Jenny pushed my hand away, took my rather flaccid penis in her gentle, soft hands, and began massaging it. Enzo watched approvingly.
"I have something pretty big you'd like to see," Enzo said and Jenny broke into laughter.
To Enzo, she responded, "All men think their penis is huge", and to me, "Oh shit, what's the Spanish word for cock?"
"How would I know?"
"Polla. All men think their polla is big", Jenny said, tilting her head in defiance. Enzo began to laugh.
"I told him we wanted to see this massive thing he was showing us," Jenny explained.
Feeling utterly speechless, Enzo moved into our huddle, placing one arm on the small of my back and the other on Jenny's. He smiled, and I felt his right leg expertly press against my left. Jenny interlocked her legs with ours, forming a tight, close-knit group. Jenny continued to stroke me, keeping me hard.
Looking at Enzo, Jen said, "Please, check it out for yourself." I didn't need that translated as upon hearing those words, Jenny moved her hand away from my cock and started to pull down Enzo's swimming shorts.
"My God. Pete, holy shit, Pete, Pete! This guy's cock is huge!"
Enzo stood there confidently as the stunning woman fondled his manhood, exclaiming about how big and hard it was.
"I want to see it," Jen said. Enzo nodded, and Jenny pulled his swimming shorts down, exposing an enormous penis.
"Holy fuck! Look at that massive penis Pete. It's double the size of yours. I don't think I could even fit that in me, but I'd try." She began stroking his hard dick, then feeling his balls.
"His balls are the size of plums. Imagine how much cum he shoots when he comes. He might drown in it if you tried to swallow it all," she gushed.
Enzo's attention was completely absorbed by Jenny, who was enthralled with his enormous manhood. The arrogant man just stood there, the center of attention, and beamed at me. Yes, grinned at me, the guy with the small penis who couldn't hold his girlfriend's attention. I was reminded of past experiences of humiliation, of being laughed at because of my penis size. This felt like high school all over again.
I suddenly felt small, unattractive, like I didn't matter. My erection had disappeared, my stomach felt uneasy, and I started to pull away from our huddle.
Noticing my departure, Jen asked, "What? Where are you going?" Then she looked up at me with a mixture of surprise and regret, as she saw my shriveled penis and my humiliated face. Her hands, her eyes, and all of her focus had shifted to Enzo's manhood, totally ignoring mine. It was like she'd found a new boyfriend who no longer cared about me. I'd experienced this kind of rejection before. It felt like a bucket of icy water had been thrown at me.
"Oh oh, Pete! No! It's not like that. Come back! Come back, my love. I adore you! Don't be envious. I'm sorry. Sometimes, I'm just careless," she begged.
She stopped for a moment and pleaded, "One minute, please Enzo." She then kissed me passionately and excitedly reached for my manhood, gently squeezing it.
"I don't care if his cock is bigger than yours. You already know that. What excited me was your opportunity to experience a really big penis. I was thrilled for you, and now I want you to play again," she assured me.
"Get excited. My body burns for you. I want you hard once more. I long to see you cum," she exclaimed with a tone that made me blush.
Still on her Shirley Temple character, she spoke even more sultrily, "We've got work to do, Mister. There are cocks that need our attention. I need your help!"
I couldn't help but smile as she continued to stroke me, and with my dick returning to attention, she wrapped her arm around me and chuckled as Enzo put his arm around my shoulder. "Don't worry, he said she likes my cock but loves you. That's true," he assured me.
Now that my fear of these actions disappearing, I joined Jenny in the circle again, my hand roaming over her lovely ass, and I couldn't stop laughing at Enzo's suggestion. "She likes my cock but truly adores you," he explained.
"I was starting to feel aroused again, my hand over her backside.
Jenny noticed this and took my hand, pulling it to Enzo's tremendous penis. "Be fearless, Pete. Take it in your hand. Be bold. I know you want it. Feel how exquisite it is," she instructed me.
I hesitated, but she whispered into my ear to not be ashamed, "Show him how it's done. Come on, Enzo, show him how it's done."
Enzo, still reassuring me, put his arm around my shoulder, leaned in close to me, and said between giggles, "She likes my cock. But she adores you." With that, all my concerns were blown away, and I was once again breathing heavily and rubbing Jenny's butt.
Helping me along, Jenny took his hand and guided it to my erection, commenting, "See? He's seen how it's done before." Then to him whispered, "She's not asking me anymore. You're going to show me what to do."
Enzo stroked my cock with his hand, sending a shock of pleasure through me. Something more forceful than a girlfriend did. He wasn't delicate. He was passionate. And I liked it.
Jenny whispered in my ear, "Place your hand on his. Take his dick. He's offering it to you. Take it, and make him cum. I want to watch you jerk off this stranger that's giving you this phenomenally massive cock. I desire to watch you touch him. I want to see him spurt his seed." Enzo seemed to understand despite the language barrier, and he sped up his stroking.
As I twisted my fingers around Enzo's member, Jenny continually told me how much she adored his cock. "I know you dote on cock. Touch him. Take his fat, broad cock. Explore the thickness and breadth with your hands. Imagine his cock in your mouth, just as you did for Bob. Feel it bob with each heartbeat in your hand," she instructed.
Enzo got excited, still holding his hand out, as Jenny pressed against my shoulder. "Show me how to get you off," she teased.
Finally, I wrapped my hand tightly around the impressive member in front of me. My eyes couldn't leave his monster penis as I began to move my hand back and forth. The sensations flowing through my body were one-of-a-kind, triggering an intense reaction.
"Ooh, great job baby. Jerk that cock. He's about to cum. He's so close!" she exclaimed.
"Touch his cock. Stroke his member," she urged, and I couldn't help but think of my girlfriend, whose ass I was now penetrating, as murmurs of me cumming filled the room. Jenny retrieved my hand. "Crouch over him, massaging his ass to try to experience his intricate anus," she continued. "I can't wait to see you cum. You're about to explode and spray your essence out." And her thoughts were clearly audible in her voice.
"Aaahhhhhh! Aaahhhhh!" I heard Enzo yell out loudly, and then I felt his cock start pulsing in my hand. His eyes closed and his entire body tightened up. I could see his toes curling under and I watched as massive streams of white jizz shot out of his cock into the water. Streams of his semen hung between us, sticking to my hand and my leg.
"He's cumming!" I muttered to myself.
"Jerk him more, baby! He's making a wish for you, my strong stud. Finish him. Don't stop until he's drained completely. Get every last drop out of him." Jenny was like my personal coach, cheering me on until I reached the goal line. Eventually, he was finished. Touchdown!
Yet, when Enzo started to cum, he broke his rhythm and let go of my cock. Seeing this, Jenny stepped in between us, wrapping her left arm around my neck and pulling me closer to her. At the same time, she wrapped her long, delicate fingers around my cock and began to stroke it quickly and feverishly.
"Cum for me baby! Cum now!" she whispered seductively into my ear while we continued to kiss passionately.
"Mmmmmmmmmmm!" I moaned into her soft and delicate mouth as I felt my orgasm approaching. I pulled her tightly against me, as though I was penetrating her, and released jets of thick, hot semen into the ocean.
"Yes, baby. Give me all your cum. Give it to me," she moaned as she rubbed her index finger over my frenulum. Soon, I was completely drained and there was nothing left to ejaculate. My dick was exhausted.
"Oh, God, Jenny. I love you!" I panted out breathlessly.
Jenny only responded by giving me several more kisses.
"Should I finish you off here, or should we go back to the room?" I asked her as I reached out to touch her pussy, intending to please her as well.
She stopped me with a laugh. "Not now. Not here." She looked around, which immediately reminded me of our location. Enzo had moved away after his orgasm, but there were at least a few people observing us from a distance.
"I think it's time we head back," Jenny said, still slightly out of breath, while pulling her bikini back into place.
"Alright, let's go," I agreed, feeling suddenly self-conscious.
"Pete, might want to cover your cock before you leave the water," Jenny giggled as she saw the cum-filled bathing suit I was still wearing.
"Jesus, where's my mind?" I asked in dismay as I pulled up my bathing suit to cover my softening dick.
"Don't worry," she laughed playfully and elbowed me in the ribs. "The blood hasn't returned to the big head yet."
We returned to the beach and held hands, walking back to the resort like teenagers in love.
"Did you enjoy that? You've pleasured two cocks," she said in a childlike voice. "I'm so proud of you, Mister. You made two men cum, and your ass is still a virgin."
Before I had a chance to answer, she started running ahead of me and I hurried to catch up. By the time we made it back to the resort, we were both giggling and feeling incredibly high on life. It had been a long time since I experienced such wonderful sex.
"What seem to be all those white stains on your bathing suit?" Ann asked suspiciously as Jenny and I approached. I looked down and noticed the strands of sticky white jizz on my black suit. I couldn't tell if it was from Enzo or from my own orgasm.
Jenny quickly intervened, "My bottle of suntan lotion exploded and it got on everything. Sorry. It should come out in the wash."
I looked at her confused, not understanding her lie, but she seemed to be very determined to save the day.
"Go change before the suntan lotion sets and ruins the suit," she suggested quietly.
"Right," I smiled at her in on a secret.
"I'm going to get a drink at the bar," she informed Ann as we quickly exited.
In the semi-closed shower stall between the beach and the pool area, Jenny pulled me in and said, "Pete, you look like you just participated in a gay porn film. Let's get some of that jizz off your bathing suit."
She turned on the lower tap and cupped water into her hands, then splashed it all over my groin area.
"That's pretty cold," I complained.
"These stains are resilient," she considered and then started scrubbing at the stains with her fingertips and trying to scratch them off with her nails. Some of the stains were directly above my cock, and she paid special attention to those.
We emerged, both panting and laughing, feeling so high on life after our passionate and fulfilling encounter.
Oh man, Peter, you've only been here for 20 minutes and you're already getting ready for another round? I bet you're quite the stud! hehe
You know, this could be a bit of an issue if you're not careful. You might not have a towel to cover yourself with.
She gave me a stern look as she said, "You really shouldn't have cum all over your swimming trunks, Peter. I mean, you shouldn't have gotten yourself so aroused in the first place." To add to her chiding, she teased, "Might be a good idea to calm that boy down before you get too much attention."
Jenny's laughter was infectious, and she gave my manhood a kiss, only to say, "This will do for now, but do make sure you use soap to clean any remaining traces. It can be tricky to remove it from dark clothes."
Still sporting a full erection, Jenny left my side to take me out of the shower room. Can you guess what we found there? Yup, a mother and two girls waiting their turn.
I turned bright red, but Jenny maintained her calm composure. With a wink, she said to the shocked family, "I'm sorry, he really gets excited so quickly. Just like a teenager." The little girl was still red-faced, while the older woman couldn't conceal the guilty smirk on her face. The mother looked at me with an expression that wasn't easy to decipher - it could have been disapproval or fond memories of feeling passion and sexual excitement. Whatever the case, we didn't linger any longer.
Jenny gave me another cheek kiss before she dashed off towards the bar, leaving me with the witnessing audience. Frankly, her sense of humor didn't always sit well with me.
The mother definitely was frowning at me now, while the older woman was openly staring at my growing erection. All I could manage was stuttering, "Excuse me," before beating a hasty retreat to my room. I had mixed feelings about what had just transpired over the past hour, but as I walked back, I was secretly hoping someone else might notice my throbbing manhood.
Once I was in the safety of my room, I immediately took off my wet suit and made a beeline for the bathroom. I put a fistful of Ann's cream in my palm and furiously stroked myself to another intense orgasm. I made a mess of the sink, splattering my cum and even leaving it on the mirror.
After recovering, I took a shower, washed away the cum from my shorts, dried off, changed my outfit, and cleaned the sink. As I made my way back to the beach, I couldn't help but think about addressing Jenny's practical jokes with her.
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