Novel & Cerita Bi Sex Stories

No, that couldn’t be— I stepped closer to the slightly opened office door. And then I heard it. “Fuck… Stephen…” My entire body went cold. My hands trembled violently as I pushed the door open. The world stopped. Stephen sat behind his desk. His secretary Victoria was on top of him. Half naked. His hands gripped her waist tightly while her lips were pressed against his neck. For a second, nobody moved. Nobody spoke. I couldn’t breathe. Stephen’s eyes widened in horror. “Isabella—”

Just me, my nerdy glasses constantly slipping down my nose, and the three ripped, dangerously attractive stepbrothers I’ve done everything possible to avoid since they entered my life. Kai, Jax, and Ryker. All tall, heavily tattooed, muscular, and packing the kind of cocks I describe in vivid, vulgar detail in my secret online stories. The ones that made my anonymous account LunaLustWrites explode in popularity. Faceless videos of my body — heavy tits bouncing, my tight pussy stretched and creaming around thick toys, my ass arched high showing that small heart tattoo and distinct mole on my lower back. I write depraved taboo fantasies and film myself living them out in secret. No one knows t

All he knows is that I’m a thirty-two-yearold scientist with a kinky side. The only thing I’ve been honest about is my kink. Through my texts, I’m brave. I write my heart out. I tell him my innermost thoughts and the most depraved of my fantasies. I don’t know if I can be that way in real life.

“Better than those dirty stories you write in your diary?” I winked at her and saw the coldness in her countenance. “I only write, I have never really experienced them.” “What do you write about then? Your fantasies?” “Even better…I write about how I fanstasize other people having sex.” I was dumbfounded. “Oh my goodness, that is the horniest thing I have ever heard.”

He never minded traveling for work, even though he sometimes described their adventurous sex life to me in detail, almost as if to underline how secure he felt. I was a recently divorced, closeted bisexual man, and it didn’t surprise me when Jim half-jokingly told me to “keep an eye on things” while he was gone. He’d laughed and said, “You suck too much dick to keep a woman happy.” I never knew if he was teasing or quietly referencing something from the distant past—something I might write about someday. Either way, I knew he trusted me not to cross a line. But none of us could have guessed what would actually begin that day.

“I tried to fight it, I swear I did, but….” “But what, Maya? You were just so overcome with desire for mediocre dick that you couldn’t help yourself?” She flinched. “Don’t.” “Don’t what? Don’t be angry that my girlfriend of two years has been lying to me? Don’t be hurt that you’re fucking someone else?” “I’m bisexual!” she shouted. “Okay? I’m bisexual, and I’ve been trying to deny it because I knew… I knew you’d react like this!” The accusation in her voice stunned me. “You’re blaming me? For your cheating?”

she begged, pushing back to meet him. And over by the staircase, a bisexual trio had formed a messy 69 chain, two women and a man tangled together. One woman lay on her back, the man eating her out while she sucked the other woman's clit. The second woman straddled the first's face, grinding down while reaching back to stroke the man's cock, fluids swapping everywhere in a slick, sloppy exchange of tongues and fingers.

She rolled onto her back, legs still trembling, looked up at him. “How…?” she asked finally. “Born this way,” he said simply. “Rare. Real. Doctors called it diphallia with vertical fusion. I call it useful.” She reached up, traced the twin shafts, still half-hard, glistening with their combined mess. “Very useful.” He smirked, leaned down, kissed her slow. “Stay the night?” Maya smiled, lazy, sated. “Only if you promise round two.” His eyes darkened, promise in them.

CHAPTER 176: Dean’s Surprising Secret Dean’s POV: I took a cab after hanging out with my friends, Blake, Kaizer and Hoonie. I used public transportation because I did not bring my car with me. To be honest, I have a secret. I am bisexual. I love women and men. I always say that I don’t have a girlfriend but currently, I have a boyfriend who lives with me. In fact, he is waiting for me in our condominium unit.

Other than that, and a pair of brown leather boots, I just came as I was. “Right,” I said, winking back at her as we had discussed our plans for the talk a little beforehand. “And to drive our subject home, we thought that if any of you had a desire to display their sexuality here, they’re more than welcome to do so. I’d encourage any woman to pay a visit to the area between my legs while I know Novella would be happy about every drop of cum she can get. Vella looked a bit nervous, but smiled and nodded, then turned to me. “So...” she said, suddenly lost for words.