Bisexual Aesthetic Novels & Stories

“We’re aiming for an aesthetic that is powerful but soft. Think vintage. Think Italian cinema. Silk, lace, maybe some velvet. Dresses that move like smoke. You’ll keep your edge, but differently.” I crossed my arms, letting my eyes drag over both of them. “I’ve always been feminine. The bun and suits just made people think twice before messing with me.” Rob smirked. “Exactly. But that’s at work and that’s the other Bianca. Now, you’re a different Bianca.” Liana added, “These looks will enhance your dual appeal. The curves, the red hair, the green eyes. Add heels to reinforce the feminine silhouette. But the aura? That remains yours. Dark. Commanding. Intoxicating.”

Something told me that his asshat ex would have eventually left Min Jae and tried to make things work with his baby mama. Min Jae was in a shit position by being bisexual and being attracted to heterosexual men. Sometimes I couldn't help but wonder if it would be better for these men to not fall for him because everyone in their messy situations was always unsure of their sexuality and always afraid to be branded as gay even though they happened to both be men.

"Interesting. You want to dig in the dirt instead of wearing fancy clothes and looking pretty?" "There's a lot more to it than looking pretty..." "So you don't like sex?" He cut me off. "I do, but not like that." "Are you asexual?" Is he even listening to me? Talking to him is futile. "Most women in the harem are actually bisexual, with a few lesbians. You need to explore a bit to figure out what you are." "I know what I am and what I want." "Are we playing dom-sub in my bed?" His stupid, irrelevant question confused me.

Wanting to be clear, I added, "But I'd be perfectly fine with just one or the other." He pondered deeply. Confusion etched across my face, I asked, "If you never want to bottom, let me know now." "I want to," he asserted firmly. "Definitely." His jaw clenched, his abs tensed. "I'm considering which one you prefer more and if I've ever been selfish—" "Stop right there," I interjected, swiftly finding a way to explain. "You're bisexual—" "Am I?" he joked. That smartass remark made me roll my eyes, but I continued, "You're committed to me. You don't need a girl. But you're attracted to girls. It's the same for me. I like both, but I'd be content with just one forever. Understand?"

I looked down at my lap. "I thought you guys would be disgusted if I told you" I replied. "We're not disgusted, we just think is not okay for you to be having sexual feelings with a girl when you're not even bisexual," I said. "You're straight, right?" Bianca asked. I nodded. "Well, I don't think a girl is the right one to do it" she is right in a way. What if I turn to something I don't want to be like. That would be weird.

"Get two; one for me and one for you! I want to fuck your ass, too!" Another Holy shit! flashed through Vickie's mind. Fucking Kevin's ass? Was he bisexual? That was almost too much to hope for! Vickie found bisexual men to be very sexy. She saw that level of self-confidence and total acceptance of everything sexual to be incredibly arousing! She loved MMF threesomes where her two male partners would get it on with each other as much as with her. Getting fucked doggy-style while having her pussy eaten in a 69 with the other guy was a particular favorite.

"And, if there are any indications of bisexuality, they are buried...only to bubble up as something taboo and even more exciting. Denial or repression only leads to awful problems with marriages and relationships; it's really shitty what people have to endure." "Rach, I agree; everybody is different with unique DNA, unique desires...it all defies our need to neatly label people with gay, lesbian or hetero...black or white..." "I have always considered myself to be heterosexual with some bisexual tendencies..." "That said, I've rarely had the courage to act on the any of these thoughts/desires." I usually satisfy myself with p**n, stroking to bisexual or gay videos...especially JO scenes. Rac

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

I swayed my head. "Dude, within every disadvantage lies and advantage." Akin said. "And within every shitty marriage lies a divorce." I grinned and they guffawed. "But can't you not divorce her and still have Star as your side chic or something?" Mefisto suggested. "No, I don't want that shortie in my life." I said. "What if I fall for her? God forbid that! Even if I do, I'll come back to my senses and divorce her." I said.

The only difference was that they had almost opposite aesthetics. Aubrey was the pretty, cute lady you had no idea could claw your eyes out. She represented yellow, pink and all things girly, and always had a smile on. Hazel, on the other hand, had a dark aesthetic. Wore dark colours, especially red. Always had red lipstick on. Seductive but sweet, to only the people she cared about. She was also girly, but the other kind. And she would absolutely claw your eyes out. But that was the only difference in them. Their aesthetic. They loved the same things.