Maggie’s parents were a little overprotective. While away on their annual Europe trip
neither Maggie nor her sister Anne were allowed to have boys over. But we had the prefect plan. A wig, a little makeup, and a fake name were
all that was needed. Now instead of a
boy staying overnight, all the neighbors would see is Maggie and one of her
girlfriends from school. We joked that
Maggie was going to satisfy her friend’s bi-curiosity.
Friday night was full of passion and fun. Maggie had me wear a pair of frilly panties
while we made love and we even played out some of her lesbian fantasies. I don’t care that she dressed me in panties,
a bra, and slutty makeup while shaved baby smooth… I could lay between those
creamy thighs and lick her out forever!
Saturday morning I begged off joining Maggie while she went
shopping for food. Being seen as a girl
by my girlfriend and even the neighbors was fine, but I didn’t want to flaunt
off my faux femininity to anybody else.
When the door opened I propped myself in what I assumed to be a sexy
pose and said in my best Marilyn Monroe whisper “Your bi-curious girl is ready
for you baby!”
I must have blushed 8 different shades of red when I saw
Anne and her boyfriend instead of my sweet Maggie. Her
boyfriend had a look of thinly veiled lust on his face. While that look was extremely disturbing it
was Anne’s look that bothered me more.
There I saw the same thinly veiled lust.
There I saw scheming. And there I
saw recognition.
Her whispered words were simple enough as we watched her
beau rub the growing bulge in his jeans.
Play along and no one gets in trouble.
Balk and not only would Maggie get in big trouble, but her boyfriend
would beat the living shit out of me.
I couldn’t see a way out and was shaking as Anne had me
kneel in front of her boyfriend… it seems that whether I liked it or not this
was going to be a real bi-curious weekend.
source: fuskator
A great caption.
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