Bisexual Stories Novels & Stories

I’ve never cried like this when it comes to Cindy, but why do I feel this pain when it comes to Allison? Allison can talk to me properly. Why does she have to talk to me like that? Why do I feel like I’m shrinking my personality just because I’m bisexual? Why does she seem to hate the fact that she would like me? Why does it seem like such a big sin to fall in love with a fellow woman? Like I’m wrong?

“What does that mean?” “She told me why you two split. She caught you cheating on her. I won’t do that to her.” “Yes you will, because you and I are alike. The soft, loving nature of a woman steals our hearts, but there is something about a hard body that gets our blood pumping. Fuck the consequences.” Trey’s breath caught. “So you are bisexual. Reagan is convinced that you’re…”

He finished inside her despite knowing the fact he wasn't wearing a condom and she could get pregnant but the thought of sowing his seed inside such a beautiful woman was extremely exciting for him. After he was done . He went to the washroom to take a shower. When he came out he saw Sunna waking up. "Hi, are you fine, hottie? " said Nikhil with a smirk on his face. Sunna noticed white load coming out of her vagina. "I am fine " saying this, she went to the washroom. He followed her to the washroom. "Sir, you are here" said Sunna, seeing Nikhil inside the washroom "Ye, I am here. I just want to see you bathe. Do you have any problems?"

“Good. Now turn around.” Shakily, Bryan did as ordered and tensed up when something hard began to poke him in his orifice. With a rough thrust into the boy, Leo broke his sphincter and began to fuck the weeping boy against the wall. “Please, sir,” begged Bryan, “I'm not gay. I'm not gay.” He would always regret this day. Why hadn't he just wait for the next day for his phone? Now he was in trouble because of it. Leo chuckled at those words from Bryan. “Not gay but I see you checking out Ronan all the time.”

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."

"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?"

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.

Whattt? You are a pretty ass bad bitch! Are you sure ayo would be able to keep his hands to himself? Use a condom sha.🚶‍♀️🚶‍♀️😑 I am not ready to be a godmother. Bel. godmother kor.🙄🙄 Me nko?🙄🙄 You wan dey whine cultist?😕😗😒 Amara don't use condom o. It's more enjoyable without a condom.🚶‍♀️🚶‍♀️

His hands venture over her curved body, exploring. They pull apart and open their eyes. They stare at each other, deep into each other's eyes. Hussaini's full of wonder and love, Nafisa's full of curiosity and passion. No words are spoken but a story worthy of them is communicated. He leans in a softly kisses up and down her neck. She lets out little whimpers of anticipation. He works his way back to her tender, smooth lips. As they kiss she rolls him over and lies on top of his strong, muscular body.

Don't get it wrong. Sometimes stereotypes were spot on correct and sometimes they weren't. This was again, another case in Brianna Samuels. She wasn't one of those bitches that everyone knew about because of stereotypes, that lived for gossip and brought people down just so they felt better about themselves. Okay, well Brianna did live for gossip, but mostly the harmless type of gossip and she definitely did not live to step on people. The type of gossip she lived for would basically be classified as petty theft in contrast to murder. Basically who dated who and who's hot and whatnot.