Anyone who participates in group swapping activities is bound to make occasional contact with a truly bisexual partner. The true bisexual finds that most plural swapping sessions provide occasional involvement in homosexual behavior and periodic interests in bisexual activity. For this reason many single and married bisexuals seek admittance into a variety of swapping circles in order that they may more readily satisfy their dual desires.
Many bisexual orgies consist of group sessions of seance-a-trois and menage-a-trois. Surprisingly many married persons find it convenient to admit a third party into their living quarters to form a somewhat permanent sexual relationship which often involves troilism or incidents of three-way sex. Obviously both husband and wife may be to some degree bisexual since such a relationship always involves limited homosexual activity.
It has long been debated whether the bisexual is a distinct species, as different from the homosexual and heterosexual as day and night, while behaving in a manner characteristic of both; or whether he or she is merely a homosexual in hiding. Opinions vary and the bisexuals themselves (those who have undergone some degree of analysis) present a wide range of erotic interests which vary with the individual. As might be suspected some bisexuals may be more homosexual than others.
In THE LESBIAN IN GROUP LOVE authors Matt and Kathleen Galant note…
"With 1,729 women out of 2,216 surveyed and interviewed, reporting incidence of lesbian activity, the first conclusion one might reach is that the wife-swapping world has an abnormally high percentage of lesbians among the participants. The statistics showed, however, that the number of true lesbians was actually very small. What psychologists term the 'bisexual' accounted for a much larger percentage of the women." (12)
In THE LESBIAN IN GROUP LOVE authors Matt and Kathleen Galant clearly define the bisexual personality…
"A person who is sexually attracted to members of both sexes and who can reach an orgasm in the sex act with a member of either sex. It is important to add to this definition that… the true bisexual does not have ft preference in the sex of her partner for a sexual experience and treats both sexes equally." (12)
Some bisexuals are aggressive and considered the 'active* party in any sexual relationship, while others remain passive to experience with both sexes-receiving both acts of homosexual and heterosexual love-without becoming active or aggressive in such relationships. The difference between active and passive bisexuals will become clearer as we probe into this history. Tracey and Hugh Genovese, an attractive couple in their mid-thirties, are both practicing bisexuals who seem to find ample opportunity to satisfy their dual desires with other swappers.
"I've always been very active when it comes to SEX!," Tracey smiles, "I noticed that the objects of my desire seemed quite confusing at times. For example, when I was eleven I had a crush on a fourteen year old boy while I was simultaneously having an affair with a ten year old girl!"
"My seemingly contradictory desires have always bothered me. For the longest while I never knew what was wrong with me. Yes-I've always indulged in homosexual relations. I began kissing and experimentally masturbating a girlfriend. I drove my tongue into Georgina's mouth and sucked her sweet tongue. My lips moved down the valley of her breasts, nipping first one love-pod and then the other. My mouth moved down the soft flesh of her belly. I found myself 'sucking' her clitty!"
"I went all the way with a guy in high school. I could obtain an orgasm if he moved in a way to excite my clitoris. I thought about girls a lot then. I wished I was having a homosexual affair. In college I got a whopper of a rooommate. Holly was a nympho! Holly must have sensed my homosexual desires because she had no difficulty in maneuvering me into a gay alliance. Our intimate relationship progressed. We were constantly sleeping together. We could not keep our HOT hands off each other's flesh! The funny thing was Holly was also shacking up with her boyfriend. I was just about to conclude I was really homosexual when I fell hard for this guy who made oral love to me!"
"I've really worried a lot about my mixed-up sex life…," Tracey blushed. "I began wondering if I was transexual, a hermaphrodite or what. My life was so confusing because of my dual desires. I asked one guy what he thought about a girl who would sleep with men and women. He said she sounded like a crazy mixed-up queer!"
"One time when Holly was applauding sex with her boyfriend I asked her if we both were homosexuals. I thought you had to be one or the other. At that time I was having a great deal of trouble deciding which was dominant in my life."
"My God-we're neither…!" Holly blushed. "God-baby-where have you been? Don't you know what's going on all over the country? It's a 'Sexual Revolution'. A complete turning upside-down of our sexual standards. And it's about time too. It's giving people like us a chance to create our own identity."
"How do you mean… Holly?"
"It's bringing into the foreground the fact that we're not all hetero or homo… " Holly defended. "It's proving that men and women have desires for their own sex. That we're somewhat hermaphroditic in our instincts. Our teachings inhibit our natural desires for our own sex. There have always been people like us-Tracey. We're a rare breed. We're the 'bisexuals*. We're more common than most people suspect and we want the best of both worlds. I'm damn proud of it!"
"Are we over-sexed?"
"I don't think I am…," Holly argued. "You can speak for yourself. I've got no hang-ups about my desires. I hope you don't suddenly develop any moral scruples. It would ruin a damn good relationship!"
"Holly introduced me to swapping…," Tracey confided, "She told one of the guys she dated that we sometimes had sex together. He turned on to the idea. Wanted photos of us in action. Anyway I got invited to a fraternity party. Holly got me a date. We put on a homosexual performance in front of the guys. Holly n' I were doing a frantic ‘69'. We were raising hell biting each other's pussy's when two guys began moving their mouths all over our hot bodies! This guy put his mouth right on my ass-hole. He sent me ape-wild! I climbed a tree when his tongue moved around my sensitive ass! He began sucking and blowing. With Holly working my cavern good it was more than I could stand. I climaxed! After that the guys put their hands on us everywhere. Five or six mouths moved over my flesh-biting and sucking!"
"How many of you were there?"
"Four boys…," Tracey nodded. "Holly and myself. We got so well-bucked that night we could hardly walk back to the dorm. Holly and I held hands and kissed as the guys watched us. I'd be going down on one guy and Holly would be eating me out. Some stud would be slamming it up her ass. I began dating a fraternity guy. On the weekends the six of us would go to a motel and briskly abandon ourselves to polymorphous love on the king-sized mattress. We made love every way we knew how. Ted thrust this Alka-Seltzer into my vagina. He ate me out as it fizzed. It was a wild sensation. We had private masturbation sessions. Anything you can name!"
"When did you become involved in group swapping outside of college?"
"After I went to work as a legal secretary, I met this real odd-ball type. His name was Hugh. He joked about fags all of the time. But from his looks and mannerisms Hugh was more than normal. He happens to be my husband now. Before that he was the youngest man in the law firm of Bagget, Laughton and Genovese. Hugh is a tall dark guy. He wears his hair curling about his collar. Hugh has broad shoulders and a firm jaw. The firm was quite a swinging place since three attorneys were young and single. I never will forget one terribly embarrassing incident. It's permanently engraved in my memory bank. Usually Hugh and his companions go to lunch at a nearby cafeteria. Generally I clean their desks and put things in order. I noticed that Spence Bagget's door was closed. I thought nothing about it and threw it wide open. I got the shock of my life!"
"Continue… "
"I almost passed out when I saw that Spence had a marvelously attractive female client bent over his plush executive desk. She had no panties on! Spence was pumping his sizeable penis between the girl's buttocks. I didn't stay gazing long enough to notice if it was entering her vagina or rectum. My mouth hung as if it had permanently become unhinged."
"I believe your phone is ringing… Miss Billings…," Spence quipped. "He held his partner immobile as she tried to cover her embarrassment."
"Excuse me!"
"I worked as Hugh's private secretary. But I cleaned up the other offices when needed. When Hugh came back from lunch he got the story from Spence."
"Hugh invited me to lunch the next day. He tried feeling me out about my reaction to Spence's involvement. Hugh cautioned me not to mention what I'd seen because the woman was married and the mother of four children."
"Hugh and I grew closer. I was sent on regular runs to buy copies of "Playboy" and other sex-slanted magazines. Our attorneys seemed to have overactive imaginations when it came to sex. Their conversations were mostly a repetition of one dirty joke after another."
"I went out with Hugh a few times. He drives this Mercedes diesel, he plays tapes and carries a full stock of booze under the front seat. We parked in this secluded lover's lane. Hugh began warming me up. I became so aroused that I neglected to take precautions. You see-for the first time I fell head over heels in love with a guy! It came as a shock when I later found out I was pregnant!"
"I made another important discovery…," Tracey blushed. "I was walking down the hall from the lavatory. All of a sudden I saw two pairs of trousers in the mirror. The door was slightly open. As I drew closer I noticed Earl Laughton down on his knees sucking Hugh's very prominent erection! I was overcome with nausea first. Then, as I watched Hugh pumping like a proud animal, I sensed for the first time that he was bisexual!"
"Hugh proposed to me before I ever told him I was pregnant. While we were out riding his motor-cycle we had a wreck. Miraculously we both escaped extensive injury but the cycle was demolished. I believe that accident caused me to have a miscarriage. We lost our baby! I was miserable afterwards."
"I attended quite a few social functions with Hugh. Some became quite promiscuous. Not long after we got married, Spence and Earl both got wed. I hit it off marvelously with their wives Cindy and Phoebe. Cindy was a ravishing blond while Phoebe was an attractive and vivacious brunette. Both had figures that would turn on a frozen Eskimo!"
"Things got 'close' between us. Hugh and Earl were always going off to the rest room together. We all knew what they were doing."
"They act like two love-sick fags…," Phoebe nodded, impatiently. "Spence seems to be the only solidly hetro male in the bunch. God-I always thought it might be fun to make it with a woman. But I've never had the nerve to seek out such an adventure!"
"My heart did a flip-flop…," Tracey blushed. "I stay turned on by Phoebe's hot little figure. That gal has a prominent bosom, and nice fat succulent thighs. You can tell she's a good lay just from the way she acts. Phoebe has a real saucy way of talking. She wears the damnedest perfume that makes my clitoris practically pucker everytime I get near her."
"Lesbians are so crude…,"Cindy affirmed. "I've always wanted to meet a passionate bisexual woman of some sophistication. I could never return sex that way. I mean-I could never do it to another woman. But I wouldn't mind letting someone do it to me once just so I could find out what it's like."
"I could probably do everything to a woman…," Phoebe blushed. "I don't know-maybe I couldn't 'go down' on her. If I were 'high' though I just might."
"Really…?" I gasped. "Would you both like to make it with a girl?"
"Sure…," Phoebe chimed. "What is good for the goose is good for the gander."
"Where do we find a willing lez…?"
"Not a lez-baby…," I grinned. "Just a willing and stiff-tongued bisexual."
"Who are you suggesting?"
"Myself…," I blushed. "I moved my hot hand to the small of Phoebe's back. I've had some experience along that line."
"You…," Cindy gasped. "I don't believe it! Not for one moment!"
"I had an interesting roommate in college. She taught me the best of both worlds. To hang loose and be bisexual. That way you miss nothing. While those conceited fags are off blowing their horns we ought to strip down and put on a real hot show!"
"Cindy was the most reluctant to undress. When I gazed at those ripe luscious boobies I knew I just had to have them between my teeth. When I gazed downward beneath the thin nylon panties and saw that full pubic bush I forgot everything else!"
"Continue… "
"The three of us stripped as naked as jaybirds,…," Tracey nodded. "We lay down on my thick carpet, I moved my mouth and hands to Cindy's supple flesh. Cindy eyed me with suspicion as I approached her. My lips hungrily sought those breasts. Phoebe watched a moment. When she heard Cindy sigh with relief Phoebe moved her wanton lips to Cindy's other breast. Phoebe watched me move my mouth down the gentle rise of Cindy's belly. Cindy moaned. She spread her thighs. My finger sought the divine wetness of her delicious hole! I watched Cindy panting with passion before I went 'down' on her. It's important to have a woman hot before you eat her for the first time. Otherwise she might be so overcome with guilt or revulsion that she becomes uncooperative. I manipulated Cindy's clitoris until it stuck out like a baby penis!"
"Oh-ummmmmm!," Cindy groaned. This is just too-mmmmmmm mu… ch!"
"My hands and mouth worked down her belly…," Tracey sighed. "I moved my tongue slowly towards the slit. Phoebe was so aroused from sucking Cindy's tits that she looked like she was on the verge of 'coming' all over herself. I was laying on my side. I motioned Phoebe to work her hands and mouth over my hairy genitals. Phoebe looked hesitant. Then she maneuvered herself so that her head fit between my legs."
"Just lick… and suck… gently…," I whispered. "It will come natural to you once you get accustomed to it. I'm already. HOT so you don't have to warm me up-baby!"
"Phoebe pushed my thighs apart…," Tracey noted. "I felt her fingers softly probing there. Discovering I was lubricated Phoebe nibbled first my belly and then my thighs. I felt that tongue-tip touch my pubic mound. Phoebe's tongue sought my ripe clitoris!"
"Ummmmmm-ba… by!," I groaned. "You're quite a tongue artist!"
"The three of us had formed an oral daisy chain…," I smiled. "I always keep my vagina clean and scented with perfume. As a result Phoebe was not having any bad reactions to her first performance of cunnilingus upon her own sex! Surprisingly she knew enough to concentrate her lingual efforts on my responsive clitoris."
"I doubled my efforts to 'eat' Cindy's very hot box. I had that poor girl just about out of her mind. I worked her close to her peak. I eased up allowing her slowly to slide back down to a not-so-fevered pitch. Then I began to make frantic love to her again. I had poor Cindy tossing her head from side to side and moaning and groaning like she was being turned on by a wild man!"
"Oh-gawd-do it, suck me off!…," Cindy panted. "Gawd-you're killing me. Oh- ummmmmmmmmm!"
"Finally I pushed Cindy over the edge just as Hugh, Earl and Spence rushed into the living room. The look on those three guys' faces I will remember forever!"
"Great gosh-a-mighty!," Spence whispered, shaking his head from side to side.
"What the hell-Phoebe?"
Hugh laughed like a fat Santa Claus. I sucked Cindy's bartholin secretions before answering.
"We got tired of putting up with your masculine hanky-panky in the bathroom…,"Phoebe laughed. "So we decided to have some fun ourselves. We've found that we don't need men after all. Why don't you demonstrate to us what you do in the bathroom so long?"
"Damn if we'll be outdone…," Spence argued. He stripped off his tight red knit sweater. "I don't dig it with guys as much. But if the women can switch-hit so can we!"
"Phoebe blew me over my peak… " Tracey nodded. "She watched eagerly as Earl began mouthing Spence's rigid penis. Earl was kneeling between Spence's enormously hairy legs. Earl's prick shot up, arching towards his abdomen."
"We all watched…," Tracey interrupted. "Phoebe lay down. Cindy squatted over her head. She thrust her bushy genitalia into Phoebe's mouth. I positioned myself between Phoebe's thighs. I began sucking. I lolled my tongue back and forth over that responsive clitoris. Phoebe fondled Cindy's mammoth breasts, The smell of sex and hot 'come' hung in the air. It was like a cloud of cigar smoke. You could hear mouths working, the uneven passioned breathing of six naked participants at the height of arousal. You could hear the sighs of relief as one orgasm erupted after the other like a volley of fire from a firing squad!"
"What a way to spend an evening together…," Spence laughed, licking the juice from his cheeks. "Reminds me of the time Tracey caught me in the act of socking it in the posterior vagina of one of my less prosperous clients."
"The six of us blended together…," Tracey nodded. "I had Spence, Phoebe and Earl working on me at the same time. Cindy and Hugh slipped off to the couch where they were busy doing a heaving ‘69'. Earl was working his erect rod into my rectum. Spence was sucking my pudenda. Phoebe was fondling my tits as she masturbated herself!"
"The wonderful thing about it was that none of us felt guilty about our activities which were sometimes homosexual. As long as we all kept the ball rolling and no one person was responsible for our actions we behaved like a flock of very sensual sheep following an undetermined leader! We tried to push Cindy into an aggressive homosexual role in a girl-girl relationship. Cindy tried to 'go down' on Phoebe. When she licked her tongue so desperately between that wet slip she began choking!"
"Oh-gawd-I can't…!," Cindy gagged. "I just CAN'T do it! I don't mean to hurt you Phoebe. It's not your fault Phoebe. But my stomach turns inside out. I can almost see germs- and piss-there. The thought makes me sick!"
"Some women can really be bisexuals and even lesbians and yet have an aversion to 'going down' on another woman…," Tracey clarified. "They're the femmes. They're willing to let an aggressive female set them flying. But they just can't stomach to return the oral sex act. A girl or a lesbian. I'm glad I'm aggressive when it comes to sex. I can come just lapping a good hot slit. The girl doesn't even have to touch me. I'm actively bisexual while Cindy is only passive. I think Cindy really fears getting*hung-up' on the lesbian thing. But-baby-all I have to do is roll my tongue over my lower lip, gaze into Cindy's liquid eyes and she's pulling down her nylon panties to give me a crack at that gorgeous jewel! I know what the girl wants. And I know exactly how to give it to her!"
"My marriage seems complete now. I've turned Cindy and Phoebe both on to swinging sex. We're even meeting with other couples. I've concluded that I am thoroughly bisexual in my desires. It's kind of a comfortable place to be. You relate more easily to other humans. You can be the life of the party, If one ever gets dull it can be 'rejuvenated' when two women put on a hot sex demonstration together!"
"Lots of our parties turn into group-grope sessions. If anyone's hesitant about stripping off we start the ball moving! By the time the reluctant ones see how much fun we're having-well- they're too aroused to resist their own basic instinctive urges. Humans are a lot like cattle; They'll mate freely once they get the notion and see a few others doing it. Some broads who have seemingly inflexible morals will allow a lez or a bisexual to eat them out as long as it is being done by someone else in the same room. No one wants to be first. Everyone grants to join once the fun starts. Perhaps that's the basic appeal of swapping."
"I don't feel guilty about my mixed-up sex life…," Tracey confirmed. "I've turned quite a few ladies in to their own bisexual interests, I've had lots of young and attractive men and women tell me they always wanted to try the gay scene. Many were just too ashamed to admit that they might be deviate. It helps a lot to know you're bisexual instead of a lesbian. Bisexuality is not a convenient cover-up for lesbians and fags. It's a way of life! Many women are actually very eager to embrace bisexuality once they've been convinced that they're not going to be branded as lesbians!"
PSYCHOLOGICAL COMMENT:
For quite some time there has been professional difficulties among various authorities as what characteristics constitute a truly 'bisexual' personality. Some psychiatrists assert that man is innately bisexual at birth. Social, conditioning they claim is the sole cause of his later heterosexual fixation.
The facts, however, indicate that we are all bisexual in infancy and through, some portion of childhood. Our more heterosexual behavior patterns only develop as we mature and learn to follow a set code of morality.
As Matt and Kathleen Galant note in THE SWINGING BISEXUALS…
"Medical experts tell us that the human embryo is bisexual at it's conception and for the first three months of it's existence. At the beginning of the fourth month a balance of hormones takes place and the sex of the individual is evidenced. Dr. Henry in his sexual studies takes exception with this theory, but admits that there is evidence to support the fact that the human being is bisexual in the early part of its existence." (11)
In THE SWINGING BISEXUALS Matt and Kathleen Galant further note…
"From the standpoint of personality, most children are bisexual until a sexual identity is accepted through instinct at puberty. In most instances this acceptance of an identity is assisted by social conditioning. Boys are boys and girls are girls, with each learning the behavior patterns expected of them by society." (11)
In this documented case history Tracey recalls specific incidents of childhood homosexual behavior, college participation in bisexual swapping and other related practices.
Tracey made the acquaintance of three young sex-oriented attorneys when she went to work as a legal secretary. Tracey later married one of the attorneys whom she noted engaged in bisexual activities. She succeeded in later seducing the two wives of the associate attorneys. Tracey seems to be actively seeking to 'turn on' other females to their own bisexual instincts. Tracey thoroughly succeeds in making the two women sexually responsive, and later suggests they join other swappers in group orgies.
Statistics indicate that swapping involves a lot of homosexual and bisexual activity. While we might first be inclined to think that deviates seem to be swarming to group sex scenes, we may, upon further evaluation, conclude that the majority of today's swappers are bisexual to a certain extent. Because bisexuals are often publicly labeled 'homosexuals' many persons so inclined toward both sexes seek out group swap scenes where they know they are likely to meet others who share their own dual sexual interests.
It is hoped that this case history is an illustration of how one bisexual may reveal the latent potential in another and persuade them to enjoy their full bisexual responses. We may conclude that bisexuals often seek group swap sessions in order to indulge their own bisexual whims with others who may be militantly bisexual.