I was fueled towards my pathway to bisexuality by my experience with a cross-dressing gay prostitute. I hooked up occasionally online with other gays.... This story is about one of my experiences.I found a guy online, we started chatting and soon exchanged numbers. We continued to chat over whatsapp in the following week. His name was dhruv. We got acquainted well and started sex chatting, occasionally he would send me pics of him naked in sexy poses. He wasn’t a crossdreser but very feminine in. She stood up on the bed with a leg on each side of my body. I wondered what she was up to, when she began to slide the riding crop up my totally exposed pussy. With horror I realized that she was going to whip me there. ?No! Charlene, please not there, please? I cried out in panic. In vain of course, she gave me 10 lashes, causing me to scream and cry from the intense pain and beg for mercy. ?Who’s in command in this house from now on?? She asked. I got confuse and didn’t know what to say.. ?At first Amy was confused, but then realised that Sarah was going to sit on her face. The Greek goddess was actually going to sit right on her. Amy impatiently sat up a little until her head was inside Sarah’s skirt. She pushed her face into the back of Sarah panties and breathed in deeply. Why did girls smell so nice? ?I hope you wanted more than that,? Sarah observed as she continued to lower herself down. Sarah could still feel Amy’s lips caressing her butt even as Amy’s head was forced. Immediately the couple from across the bar came over. The lady looked younger than my mum and the man a little older, but she was the one that spoke. She spoke to mum by name and said "May we take you and your boyfriend upstairs?" Mum smiled at me - she still was massaging my cock through my jeans and the woman watched her do so."Of course." Mum replied and got up, pulling me by my cock. I got up and walked out of the room with them. The woman led the way up the stairs and I watched her ass.