Amateur Bisex Novels & Stories

My name is Chrissy. I’m 20 years old. For a long time now, I have suspected that I am bi-sexual. Up until the events I am about to describe, I had not had anything sexual with another woman. Plenty of men have come and gone. I love sex with men, but I often fantasize about women when I am masturbating. I wanted to wait until I had experienced another woman before I could say that I was bi or not. I didn’t know how to go about “getting with” another woman, but one day it kind of just happened…..

So, I bent my body, and she managed to kiss my cheek. At home, I got a call from my friend, Jonathan Greene. Jonathan was my roommate when I was in college dorms. Previously, he studied in the psychology department, but he moved to the art department in the second year. He wanted to be a sculptor. Jonathan and I have been friends since my freshman year of college. And sometimes, people think I'm bisexual because I'm so close to Jonathan. I also chose Jonathan as my assistant in my company. Why? Because he is my closest friend, he knows me well, we have been friends for many years, I trust him. Since my textile company was founded, he often gives me business advice. Another thing that is uniq

WOWZER. "So, like, did we just discover a new kink together? Is that what just happened?!" She asked me in the cutest little helping of coy meets obvious. It was so clear that my wife was jazzed from all the jizz, but she was also concealing her primal sexual glee so as to keep me cool with the hugeness of these bisexual implications. "I dunno. . ." I sheepishly smiled back at her. I was embarrassed all of a sudden at what this revelation might say about me. I'd never even considered any such fantasy play before.

"There's a lot more to it than looking pretty..." You don't like sex?" He cut her off. "I do, but not like that." "Are you asexual?" Was he even listening to her? Talking to him was futile. How could he even think she was asexual after their first sex? "Most ladies in the slave quarters are actually bisexual, with a few lesbians. You and your twin sister need to explore a bit to figure out what you both are." "I know what I am and what I want." "Are we playing dub-sub in my bed?"

She kept telling herself that as long as she didn't let things go to far, it wouldn't really be harmful to anyone. Now, as for Beth, that had been completely unanticipated. But even more surprising to Pam had been her near immediate and complete surrender to her friend's roaming hands and lips. She had heard before of bisexual women, but had never even thought she might be one...but standing her with her pussy still smoldering form the gentle touch of her beautiful friend, Pam was forced to admit that she had enjoyed it and had wanted it almost from the instant Beth's warm breath had washed across her neck.

I was currently living with my younger sister, (I still do when she isn’t at her boyfriends), and, basically, I was horny, desperate, even, for a good hard fuck. I am a confident girl; I am a bisexual girl, (pansexual might fit better now that I know what it means), and I have joined a swinging website. I am a petite girl, five feet, two inches tall, size 8 and 32b tits, a girl next door type; I have been described as having a body like Kylie Minogue and my face? Well, people have said, (that’s more than one person), that I look like a young Davina McCall.

“It was fun teasing you. That’s all. I was just joking.” Experiments? Boys fucking other boys for fun? What the fuck was going on? Why had I never heard about any of this before? Probably because I had always been in a co-ed school with plenty of girls around? “If it’s still bothering you,” Devon said finally, breaking my train of thought. “You can always check out articles on bisexuality or pansexuality. They’re a thing too, you know. LGBTQ+ doesn’t only stand for lesbian or gay or Trans people. It’s an entire spectrum that holds numerous possibilities.”

"If I can get my boyfriend away from his friends tonight, I'm going to fuck his cock right off of his body." Giggling, Alex turned and took a drink. "So, you've never been with a woman?" Lucy took a drink as well and shook her head. "Not in that way," she admitted. "I've kissed a few of my friends when we were drunk before. Have you?" Alex smiled, nodding. "I'm definitely bisexual," she said. "Ever since I had sex a couple of months ago, I've turned into this sexual... monster." Lucy giggled.

“My dad’s sad and I don’t even know why.” “He’s still your father though.” “Unfortunately.” Jayler murmured and I thought that was a bit funny but I kept myself composed. “So, bisexuals are like people who like men and women?” He then went on to change the topic back to my sexuality. “Indeed.” I nodded. “People who aren’t bisexuals might say any hole is a goal but really, it’s all about the person and not about their gender.” “Right. I’m actually learning a lot here.” Jayler replied.

Jackson “What the fuck! “ I cursed in frustration, being in the room, while I felt the moisture between the legs of the woman who was with me in bed. Claire, a colorful friend of mine, who had sex from time to time, as neither of us wanted a serious commitment to each other. So we had an agreement between us that we would be friends with benefes. Personally I am bisexual, I like women and men. I had many girlfriends and boyfriends, because I don´t care if you are woman or man, if I like you, I will date you. Simple as that.