Memoirs of a Bisexual Chapter 8 Another Chocolate Chip in the Cookie
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This is a continuation of the series ‘Memoirs of a Bisexual.’ I recommend reading chapters 1-7 to familiarize yourself with the characters and timeline.
Chapter 8
Spring Break was upon us and I was temporarily living with Felecia. Something happened with the plumbing in the bathroom of my apartment and the maintenance people had to tear into some walls to fix it. So instead of sharing the other bathroom with my two roommates, Felecia said I could stay with her until everything was fixed. She is the only one living in a three-bedroom apartment.
I wasn’t going anywhere for Spring Break because I was saving up for a trip to Spain in the summer. So, I stayed in Athens and got a part time job. Felecia was using the time off school to get caught up. She had some sort of research paper that she was behind on. Anyway, it was shaping up to be one uneventful Spring Break.
This is a continuation of the series "Memoirs of a Bisexual." I recommend reading chapters 1-6 to familiarize yourself with the characters and timeline. The following is based on true events.I returned to school from Winter Break a few days before classes started. I always like to get there a few days before the start of a new quarter so I can learn where my new classes are and plan my route through campus. The University of Georgia is a big campus, so the more I know on the first day of...
BisexualThis is the 2nd installment of the series, “Memoirs of a Bisexual." I recommend reading Chapter 1 “The Sexual Revolution” to get up to speed with Chapter 2, which is the immediate continuation of the story. The next morning we all woke up in a rush. Layla and Amanda were freaking out because they were late for class. So there was no mention of the wild night before. Just rush, rush, rush. In fact, there was not much talking at all. Jeff and I dropped the girls off at their dorm then decided to...
BisexualThis is a continuation of the series ‘Memoirs of a Bisexual.’ I recommend reading chapters 1-5 to familiarize yourself with the characters and timeline. The following story is based on true events. Chapter 6: Winter Break started and we were off from school for almost a month. Felecia went home to Louisiana for the holidays. I went back to my hometown and got a part time job bartending at a local restaurant. I needed the extra money for Christmas. I was excited because Jeff had lined up an...
Chapter 10 It was the end of the school year. It was a Wednesday and Jeff was already coming up that night for the weekend parties. There was one more day of exams, but Felecia and I were finished for the summer. Jeff had wrapped up the previous week at his school. It was about ten in the morning and Jeff wouldn't arrive until around three or four in the afternoon. I was bored so I picked up the phone and called Felecia to see what she was up to. The phone rang a few times, then she finally...
BisexualThis is the 3rd installment of the series“Memoirs of a Bisexual.” I recommend reading the first 2 chapters to familiarize yourself with the characters and timeline of the story. This story is based on true events. Thanksgiving break was finally here. I was home from school for a week and I couldn’t wait to hang out with my best friend, Jeff. He had been looking forward to us hanging out, as well. He had surprised me with tickets to see the Pink Floyd laser show and 2 hits of LSD! Wow! What a...
BisexualThis is a continuation of the series "Memoirs of a Bisexual." I recommend reading the first 3 installments to familiarize yourself with the characters and timeline. Thanksgiving break came and went. Jeff and I never really spoke about that night at his parents' house, but it wasn't awkward between us, either. We acted like we always did, like best friends. We never had the opportunity to do it again, but I know it was on our minds. At least mine, anyway. So back to school we went. I got back...
BisexualThis is the 2nd installment of the series, “Memoirs of a Bisexual.’ I recommend reading Chapter 1 “The Sexual Revolution” to get up to speed with Chapter 2, which is the immediate continuation of the story. The next morning we all woke up in a rush. Layla and Amanda were freaking out because they were late for class. So there was no mention of the wild night before. Just rush, rush, rush. In fact, there was not much talking at all. Jeff and I dropped the girls off at their dorm then decided...
I recommend reading ‘Memoirs of a Bisexual: Chapters 1-4’ to familiarize yourself with the characters and timeline. This story is based on true events. Fuck Buddy: n. A sex partner to whom you have no special attachment. A person you occasionally have sex with who is not your significant other. Chapter 5: It was about noon when Felecia came knocking on the door. She gave her signature 2 knocks, then walked right in. I just got back from an 8am class and was cleaning up the kitchen. ‘Hey,...
This is the 3rd installment of the series“Memoirs of a Bisexual.” I recommend reading the first 2 chapters to familiarize yourself with the characters and timeline of the story. This story is based on true events. Thanksgiving break was finally here. I was home from school for a week and I couldn’t wait to hang out with my best friend, Jeff. He had been looking forward to us hanging out, as well. He had surprised me with tickets to see the Pink Floyd laser show and 2 hits of LSD! Wow! What a...
This is a continuation of the series ‘Memoirs of a Bisexual.’ I recommend reading chapters 1-6 to familiarize yourself with the characters and timeline. The following is based on true events. I returned to school from Winter Break a few days before classes started. I always like to get there a few days before the start of a new quarter so I can learn where my new classes are and plan my route through campus. The University of Georgia is a big campus, so the more I know on the first day of...
This is a continuation of the series ‘Memoirs of a Bisexual.’ I recommend reading the first 3 installments to familiarize yourself with the characters and timeline. Thanksgiving break came and went. Jeff and I never really spoke about that night at his parents’ house, but it wasn’t awkward between us, either. We acted like we always did, like best friends. We never had the opportunity to do it again, but I know it was on our minds. At least mine, anyway. So back to school we went. I got back...
I was excited. Jeff was coming up for the weekend and I hadn't seen him since Christmas break and now it was May. One of our favorite rock bands was playing in Athens at the Georgia Theater and we were not going to miss it. I was also getting excited over the fact that Jeff and I were sure to have sex while he was visiting. That was pretty much solidified when Jeff reserved a hotel room in downtown Athens so we wouldn't have to "worry about the roommates," as he put it. We hadn't been with each...
BisexualI have always been a sexual person. I have always been turned on by sex. When I was 16, I got my first “serious” girlfriend, meaning the first girl I ever tongue kissed, made out with and felt up. My dad sensed that I was a in the beginning stages of a hormone drenched relationship with a girl who was a bit more experienced than I and a year older. He had the “Sex Talk” with me where he discussed STD’s, pregnancy, and condoms. But he also instilled a bit of wisdom in me about sex. He told me...
BisexualI was excited. Jeff was coming up for the weekend and I hadn’t seen him since Christmas break and now it was May. One of our favorite rock bands was playing in Athens at the Georgia Theater and we were not going to miss it. I was also getting excited over the fact that Jeff and I were sure to have sex while he was visiting. That was pretty much solidified when Jeff reserved a hotel room in downtown Athens so we wouldn’t have to ‘worry about the roommates,’ as he put it. We hadn’t been with...
This had to work. For what he paid, it better! The money wasn’t the issue… it was having had to fuck that old crone that was the worst. He still shuddered at the memory. Thank God for the man who invented the condom! The only way he’d been able to get it up and keep it up was to fantasize about LaRain… but then the old crone had actually seemed to enjoy it and the sound of her crackled old voice attempting a moan had almost shriveled him up to nothing. He shuddered again and reached down to his...
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Chapter 10 It was the end of the school year. It was a Wednesday and Jeff was already coming up that night for the weekend parties. There was one more day of exams, but Felecia and I were finished for the summer. Jeff had wrapped up the previous week at his school. It was about ten in the morning and Jeff wouldn’t arrive until around three or four in the afternoon. I was bored so I picked up the phone and called Felecia to see what she was up to. The phone rang a few times, then she finally...
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HI Babe I see you have been enjoying yourself while I was away. She went bright red. What do you mean. I have kept my eye on you via the security cameras. Oh my god no. What did you see. Its ok I did wonder if you would try to hook up to shep. How was it. Oh No I dont like to talk about it. Turn your inhibitions up a bit. So you can talk to me. Oh no can we just go and fuck. Ok then we will talk. I need to show you something. Grabbing the USB hub and heading upstairs. We got to...
HI Babe I see you have been enjoying yourself while I was away. She went bright red. What do you mean. I have kept my eye on you via the security cameras. Oh my god no. What did you see. Its ok I did wonder if you would try to hook up to shep. How was it. Oh No I dont like to talk about it. Turn your inhibitions up a bit. So you can talk to me. Oh no can we just go and fuck. Ok then we will talk. I ineed to show you something. Grabbing the USB hub and heading upstairs. We got to...
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We then left them to it as I fitted the new chip to sue. “Hows that feel.” “Fine. I will just hook up to shep and becci” After a few seconds Sue was becoming quite excited. “Wow this feels the same as being hardwired I can feel the pair of them.” “ I feel like joining them.” “Not yet youre not. You have to fit mine” Sue strapped one of the old chips on my spine to control the pain and then removed the old chip and inserted the new one and replaced the old charger under my arm pit. When she...
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When I saw him laid there I knew I was going to get him to fuck me sooner or later. I woke him up and removed his chip patch. Then I fed him. I checked that both chips and wrist bands were fully charged. and Put sheps patch on and then mine. It was a nice warm day so I removed all my clothes rather than get them messed up and sat on the sofa. I checked all my settings. I turned my inhibitor up to a point where I was comfortable thinking about having sex with a dog then added another ten...
Whenever I tried to crawl to the computer he would mount me. I tried to think of food but my signal was not strong enough to get through as all his baselines were probably off the charts. I tried to pull his lead out of the computer but the computer was the wrong way round and it just jammed it tighter in. Then shep had mounted me from behind and wedged my head under a cupboard. As he banged away I saw a pair of scissors on the floor underneath it. I managed to reach them and cut his cable...
Whenever I tried to crawl to the computer he would mount me. I tried to think of food but my signal was not strong enough to get through as all his baselines were probably off the charts. I tried to pull his lead out of the computer but the computer was the wrong way round and it just jammed it tighter in. Then shep had mounted me from behind and wedged my head under a cupboard. As he banged away I saw a pair of scissors on the floor underneath it. I managed to reach them and cut his cable...
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