Bi Sexual Stories Novels & Stories

“Also, I'm not pining!” “From your reaction, I don't think you'd have stopped at just one fuck. Was he that good?” Callie leaned in. “Since when was sharing sex lives amongst siblings normal?” My face was etched with disgust. “Technically and biologically speaking, we're cousins,” she pointed her straw at me. “Does prying run in the family or what? You and Uncle just love meddling in my affairs, don't you?” I sipped from my cup aggressively without breaking eye contact.

The sheets were silk, cool against my bare skin as I sat down, my legs spread slightly, my pussy still throbbing from his touch. Baron stood before me, his eyes smoldering with desire, and gestured to the space beside him. "Sit down and watch," he commanded, his voice low and commanding. Confusion flickered through me, but before I could question him, Baron reached out and grabbed Leon's cock. My eyes widened as the realization dawned on me. They were bisexual. And not just bisexual—they were hot, confident, and completely unapologetic about it. A thrill shot through me at the thought of what was to come. Baron dropped to his knees in front of Leon, his hands gripping Leon's hips as he pulle

(ongoing) Dissonance and Harmony: The story of a high school girl who has to face her rapist at his sentencing hearing and deal with her PTSD from that night. Graphic violence and rape scenes. (completed) b. i Story: Heartless Angels: Werewolf story about Oakley, a descendant of the Moon Goddess, who was rejected and abused by her original mate, her family, and her pack and her journey to find out who and what she really is. Graphic violence and, you guessed it, smut. (ongoing)

When he noticed my eyes were golden, he smiled in a way I'd never seen before. “I must make a confession,” Biel said, and I frowned, then he leaned close to my ear gracefully. “I like sex in a very unique way.” I pulled away and looked at him worriedly. “What do you mean by that?” I asked curiously. “What do you know about domination and submission in bed?” asked Biel, and Becca got excited. I couldn't help but feel excited, but I was honest. “I only know from reading romance fiction books,” I admitted, and Biel laughed.

Until my cock throbbed painfully between my legs. I set the brush down. I walked to the bathroom door. I opened it. Steam billowed out. Five women turned to look at me. Water streaming down their bodies. Hair plastered to skin. Eyes dark with lust. I stepped under the spray. They surrounded me. Elena kissed me first. Deep. Hungry. Sophia pressed against my back. Her tits against my spine. Her hands sliding down to stroke my cock. Tara dropped to her knees. Sucked my balls into her mouth. Lila and Mei pressed against my sides. Their small hands roamed my chest. Pinched my nipples. Licked my neck.

My brother in law is drilling into my pussy while he friends are spilling their hot cum on me like a cum bucket This is my paradise How did I get myself into this? **************** My pussy is sopping wet after running out from the bathroom and going back to my husband. “Let's go home” I say, frantically packing my back, my face is burning hot from what I just saw, I am blushing from desire and not from shame. I never knew I had a thing for voyeurism, why am I so wet from it?.

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.

I had hoped that love could overcome ambition. That weekend, Sienna came to Marcus's apartment, and they didn't leave bed for most of the day. It was a marathon of sex and conversation, of exploration and discovery. She showed him exactly how much pressure she liked on her clit while he was inside her. He discovered that if he held her hair tight while she went down on him, she came from that alone, the submission and control mixing into something intoxicating. They talked between sessions, lying tangled together in his sheets. "Tell me about her," Sienna said, her fingers drawing patterns on his chest. "The ex-fiancée."