I can hear you moan a little as my caresses circle your body. I feel you twitch a bit as I begin licking your juices still dripping from your lips, m...mmmm soooo good I say. With my fingertips I start circling your nipples and feel them begin to harden. I feel your arms come to life and you begin stroking my arm with your nails. The chills run through my body. In a soft voice you say, “come up here”. I take one more slow lick of your pussy lips and move up towards you. When our eyes meet. "You say all of the sightings occurred yesterday. Nothing before?" the Defense Secretary inquired."That is correct Mr. Secretary." Do you have any reason to believe there might be more than six of the creatures?" the VP asked as she looked down at the notes she had been making."I'm afraid we don't really know Madam Vice President." Were you able to identify any of the individuals riding the dragons?" the President wondered."No Mr. President. The angle the images present is roughly straight down. She squealed and pulled his hair again, trying to direct him to where she wanted him. After a few minutes, during which time Elaina squealed and pulled some more, he realized that the source of her oils was unending and he moved back to her clitoris. By this time, it had become fully involved and stood proudly from its sheathe. He looked up at her over her mons and she cooed encouragingly to his unasked question. Taking that as a go-ahead, he wet his tongue in her oils and ran it over the shaft. The second part tells how I lost my bi cherry to another guy and became actively and happily bi sexual. Part one As I boy growing up in a small English village in the 1960’s, sex wasn’t a subject that got talked about in an educational or overt way. The very conservative nature of our society at the time meant that any useful education was gained either from whispers in the playground at school, or through the usual c***d/teen exploration. I remember my first kiss with another boy quite.