Big Nikki here, channeling husband John's answer to 'what was your first sign you were bi-'
John's situation was kind-of upside down. In middle school, when everyone was starting to get horny, he knew he was gay. But it was only during his high school prom, when he realized he was getting the hots for his prom date that he realized he was bi-.
(I wonder if after the prom he screwed his prom date? I'll have to ask. I know he was screwing guys, on the QT, during high school.)
So, as previously answered, I knew I was bi- around 10 or 11 and the sign was early lust for both; and John knew when he was 18 when he got turning on by his prom date.
-- Big Nikki
I'm not orthogonal, but I am oblique
I've not yet had an expirience with another woman, so I guess I don't qualify as bisexual persay...more bicurious. But I've always been attracted to certain women, and found a womans body much more appealing to the eye than a mans. I like boobs...lol. Not to say men are not attractive, they are, my hubby is sexy as hell. But theres just something about the curves to a womans body that is undeniably hot...
I'm actively seeking my first expirience with another woman...so hopefully I'll have more to say on the subject then, lol.
I had a best friend Tony who lived across the street when I was young. About t11 we started to think about sex. We'd strip naked and fondle each other's cocks.
We were too young to cum. Or at least we hadn't started to masturbate yet.
I remember once as we were naked together I suggested would could use each others bung hole, he called it a butt flop. We never did it.
If I knew then what I know now I would have at least sucked his cock. It sure felt sexy getting naked together.
Similar age, must have been around 11 or 12. Had no idea about sex of any kind, but managed to kiss the girl across the street and found that I liked that very much.
About that time, during a sleepover at one of my buddies houses, he started playing with my cock. I had no clue what was going on or what to do. It kind of became a game of "I dare you". He started by putting me in his mouth then dared me to do the same with him. I felt those familiar stirrings, but had never cum before, had no idea what it was. I remember telling him to quit because I felt like I was going to pee in his mouth, little did I know. We carried on for months, and if he hadn't moved away, who knows where my sexuality may have ended up, but after he left, girls became my #1 priority.
I remember at a sleep over at a friends house about age 12, waking up to her hands in my panties, I was suprised to say the least, but I allowed her to continue. I continued to allow her the opportunity at every sleep over. Even with other girls at the sleep over she would always end up sleeping next to me. We never really talked about it, one time on a high school trip we roomed together and went further than I had ever went with a boy. well then came college and marriage and three kids. Now as empty nesters going south for the winter I met a neighbor lady who through a few months of laying around the pool and sunbathing together, she one day kissed me on the lips. That was it, it kissing is so intimate it put me over the edge. We now are playmates while the men watch, we have not done the full swing yet , but I feel it is coming!!
I think folks,that many of us are "turned",by jealousy,like myself,at being denied,when I asked my wife,if I could share one of her lovers,amazing 8-9" cock with her.
She truly worshipped it,which made me feel so jealous,in not being allowed to share it,so gorgeously with her,as I took the Polaroid pics,just a mere few inches away.
My only reward,if you can call it that,was in,he managed to get her pregnant,like we both hoped,so in all,it was one of the most exciteing things in our long marriage,even if she wouldn't let me suck & worship it with her,but now I'm making up most certainly,for lost time.
I had always been hetero, and growing up in a very conservative country most of my youth and young adult life I had a fairly homophobic mindset.
Escape from religion, atheism and the modern world helped liberate me a lot, and then the past 2 years of swinging has also helped me lighten up. we certainly wouldn't be able to swing if we still thought we were making the baby Jesus cry every time we fornicate!
I accepted the concept of bisexuality when I realised that all pleaseures and embarrassements are in the mind, and if, in a group situation I opened my eyes and found it was a man giving me pleasure, why would the knowing of it suddenly stop the pleasure?
We went to a multicouple party in September, knowing there would be a lot of bi people there. During the melée I found myself being carressed by a guy, being sucked of by him and then we did a fair bit of kissing.
It didn't freak me out at all, but didn't especially turn me on either.
But as time has gone by the experience has been properly analysed and I know that future bi contacts will be more and more relaxed and more and more reciprocated. I don't think I am "proper" bi because I am not sexually attracted to men in the same way I am women, but as someone has already said in this thread, the point of sex is having fun and sensual pleasure, and in that pursuit, gender isn't all that important.
I always knew I liked girls, but for some reason I just didn't "get it" until I was 15. One of my high school friends kissed me on the lips (in a friendly nonsexual way. lol) and then it just clicked.
lol I managed to stay in denial until I was 18... In high school, we had "initiation" where any girls who wanted to join our group had to kiss me (not really, but we joked about it, because I made out with most of the girls who joined our group), but I always wrote it off as something we just did because the guys liked it.
Finally when I got out of my parents' house, I realized that I REALLY enjoyed those makeout sessions and would love to explore it more. 2 years later I accepted that I could potentially fall in love with women, too, when I developed very strong feelings for a close friend. So... first clue was probably kissing a bunch of girls repeatedly - even though I didn't think about it at the time.
My first crush was on the Lauren Bacall of "To Have and Have Not," (I was really sad when I realized she was more than old enough to be my mother) when I was about 10 and my cousin and I both liked looking at his brother's hidden Playboys, but I didn't attach any meaning to any of it until I was 15 and sitting on another girl's lap at a party. She put her arms around me and something inside lit off and my brain rearranged itself.
I'm attracted to men too, but my strongest attractions and attachments have generally been to women.
I got really turned on by a girl in college and started making out with her. It was amazing and I find myself more and more turned on by women.
Great question - for me, I was in my early thirties and had just gotten into watching porn with my husband. The mind blowing orgasm I had while we were watching a girl-girl scene really surprised me. At the time I knew (realized) I liked watching girls and that they turned me on but it was a good year before I was comfortable saying I was bi.
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