Kidnapped - Sex Stories

Kidnapped

... share my life with somebody who can love me for what I am."

"Wow, you've clearly had relationships with women. Have you always been gay?"

"Yes, I always knew. I've never been attracted to males of the species.":

We had a second glass, and the waiter approached to escort us too our table. It was just so easy. We spoke freely, there was none of the usual awkwardness that I remembered from my days of dating men.

Katie, was incredibly easy to talk to. Super intelligent, outgoing and friendly. I liked her, and that thought scared me.

At the end of our date, as we walked out into the fresh cool evening air. Katie said. "I enjoyed that immensely. Would you be interested in a second date?"

"I would, most definitely." We shared a kiss on the cheek, and she wandered off to hail a cab. Being closer to home, I decided on a walk. It was one of those evenings when walking felt nice.

At home, I flopped on my couch dragging my laptop onto my lap. Katie had a far larger social media profile than me, and had been active for a long time. There were plenty of photos, not only of her, but of her with other women who were clearly with her.

She had certainly dated some fabulously attractive, and successful women. That made me nervous, I couldn't explain it, but it did raise some doubts about my self esteem, and how I saw myself.

Opening the dating site, I was pleased to see Daisy had sent me a request.

I messaged her immediately, then spent an hour or so stalking ...

... all her social media pages. Unlike Katie, she didn't have a lot of photos, and there wasn't a lot of info either.

We interacted with messages. Cute little interactions. Then it came.

"Are you busy tomorrow night?"

"Nothing planned."

"Would you like have dinner again?"

"I would love to. Where should we meet?"

"What about Henrietta Hudson?"

"Never heard of it, but if you recommend, then I'm up for it."

"You'll like it, I promise."

After disconnecting I did some more research, and found that it was a gay bar, a predominantly lesbian haunt.

It was all new to me, what to wear, what to expect. Katie, was lovely. She met me outside, and we walked in together. I wasn't exactly shocked, more mildly surprised. Moving into an environment where the crowd is ninety percent women, interspersed with non-binary and gender fluid people.

The atmosphere appeared to be fun. There was lots of laughter and conversation seemed effervescent.

Again, Katie was easy to talk to. The conversation bubbled along. Lots of laughter, but the flirting had definitely gone up a notch, and strangely. I was lost. Lots of touching. Her hand resting on mine, or on my shoulder as she leaned closer to whisper in my ear.

The other thing was she was obviously well known at the bar. Lots of people came to chat, and it was so much different to my usual interactions at bars. It was fun, even though I didn't know any of these people.

"Are you enjoying yourself, Sasha?"

"Yes, it's ...