Online was safe. Somewhere I could lead a fantasy life and feed my need for cock. The reality of meeting up with someone for sex did appeal to me but ...I just couldn't take the step and do it. I would feel guilty after shooting a load and tell myself it was something I could never do. I'm sure many of you bisexual guys reading this understand what I mean. For a time I would stay off the site, avoid chatting with guys etc but I was always drawn back. I began to tell myself that I would not meet a. She wore white. White heels, white stockings, white g-string panties, white lace corset. The corset was tight and gave her an exaggerated hour-glass figure. Her breasts were pushed up by the corset. Hair that was short and dark, with bangs so long they had to be constantly tucked behind her ears to keep them out of her eyes.The sight of her made my heart speed in my chest. I couldn't help but want her. A woman that looked the way she did had to know what men thought about when they looked at. This girl and I were at the back of the classroom when I began to feel horny and asked her to put her hand in my pants. We'd been flirting for days and the question wasn't totally unexpected, but I have to admit I really didn't expect her to do it.But after a little begging she did as I asked. I can vividly remember standing there at the back of the room sort of behind the big dusty floor-to-ceiling drapes as I loosened my pants. The feeling of her warm hand dipping into my underwear was like. So the dude stands up from eating my boi puss, grabs his thick cock and slowly stuffs it inside of my puss.I try to moan but it’s muffled because of my mouth being completely stuffed with 2 cocks. So he starts kinda slow letting me get use to his manhood inside of me. His thick cock and amazing mushroom cap feel soooo good that my clitty is already starting to leak precum. A long string of precum is stretching from the tip of my little head to the bed. The 2 men who were using my mouth swap.