Amateur Bisex Novels & Stories

“This reminds me of the time I made out with one of my female co-workers when I was staring out.” “Interesting.” Amelia raises an eyebrow. “I didn´t know you were bisexual.” “Oh, please, Laura. I don´t like to limit myself with these labels. I´m not comfortable being boxed in when it comes to my sexuality.” Cynthia ties up her hair in a bun. “I´m not speaking for everyone. But I believe in trying anything once. Explore. You´ll never know what´s good until you have a taste. And in my world, everything is exquisitely delicious.”

"Kimberly, please..." "You're always with him, asking his opinion, his help, even taking care of you! What else does he do that I can't?" "Hey, that's enough, Kimberly..." even Henry interrupts her in a lowered voice. "Perhaps both of you...." she paused as Henry and Nathan were sincerely, painfully staring at her. "Perhaps.... both...of you..." she repeats slowly. "Both of you are in a secret third-sex relationship!" she grins. "W-H-A-T!?!??!!" Nathan and Henry have equal reactions, which are extremely unbearable for Kimberly to take; she bursts into the loudest laugh.

I ran towards him in blinding speed while he screamed as he stepped on the shredded ceramic. "Leave now and never return!" My orbs flashed red and he ran outside without picking an item of clothing. "Damn! You are such a buzz kill now it will be difficult to find a replacement tonight." She plopped roughly on the chair with scratch marks, courtesy of her claws, and her head hung at the edge of the chair. "You are the bisexual one, Amanda. I'm a pure lesbian and I can't keep up with your sexual insanity. It is sickening having strangers waltz in daily only to have sex with them and murder them." I rubbed my temples in frustration.

I said. “Also, it could be that you’re bisexual, not gay,” she went on. “Or…let’s say pansexual,” she added. “That’s if you don’t have a preference for, you know. Then pansexual is for you. It means that…you are attracted to someone regardless of their biological sex, gender or gender identity,” I nodded, listening to her explain. “It’s not a bad thing, you know,” “What?”

"Because I'm not and never have been attracted to men. I mean, I know your Master is handsome, but I'd never want him to fuck me. I'd much prefer to fuck you. Sexuality isn't really determined by who you have sex with, but by who you want to have sex with. Take people in prison for instance. I'm sure men have sex with other men in prison, only because there aren't women there to have sex with. They still have sexual needs and so they use other men to satisfy them. Once they leave prison, they won't have sex with men again. They have no desire to. You've licked cunt now. Are you a lesbian because you've licked cunt?" "I guess not." "Are you bisexual?" "I thought I must be, as I'm doing both."

Without Geri knowing so far, Jimmy actually not only likes the same sex but also different sexes. Bisexual orientation disorders. That's what happened. Then Jimmy couldn't wait to meet his next rival and prey. *****

I smiled wickedly as I set up my phone and connected the call. Oh.My.God. My girls would do their silly dance if they knew how naughty I was. All of them were very adventurous about sex, sometimes not even caring about gender and they weren't even bisexual. Well...maybe they were. I just don't know anymore. They didn't like to limit themselves. They liked to keep their options open, Amber once confessed. Yes, Amber. Out of all the people that would get through to me, talking about sex. It just had to be Amber.

Especially one who looked like Giovanni Costa with Mediterranean blessed looks. Amber wondered if Leo was actually bisexual or had experimented with men at some point in his life. Or if he was willing and wanting to experiment now. Maybe she could ease him into it, a three way perhaps, as she knew several good candidates at the club for such a thing. Grayson clearly wasn’t open for such a thing anywhere other than in her fantasies. “Nice to meet you while conscious signore Leo. Take good care of my daughter and you and I will get along just fine.”

“You’re too fucking rude. I’d like to say your intimacy problems fall only on your trauma and your choice to stay by yourself, but part of it because you’d probably be a sucky lay.” “I don’t know whether to be insulted-” “Be insulted. Take it from someone who is bisexual. There’s nothing I love more than an expressive man or woman who lets me love them. If someone had sex with you, they’d realize it’s the same as masturbating because they would still feel alone, you’d show no reaction to whatever they do, making them feel unsatisfied and dirty at the end of it.” His expression was amusing to me. “You.... what? How dare you? Dirty? They would feel dirty and unsatisfied? Wow, you think you kno

I hope you will love Shawn and George's story as much as you loved Gunner and Layland's! Here is the blurb for After Hours Romance (Shawn and George's story): Shawn had already known deep inside of him that he is bisexual. But he did not want to accept it. He hid it and fought it, using his workaholic lifestyle as his own way of controlling his urges and the need inside him that wanted to get out and be free.