Bisexual Wallpaper Novels & Stories

my laugh becoming more and more uncontrollable. “You should be happy I don’t crave werewolf brain, no one will be safe in this house” she says with a mouthful. As I step closer to her, I notice the intricately designed wallpaper in the room, adorned with delicate floral patterns that add a touch of elegance to the space. The room itself is neat and tidy, with soft lighting that creates a warm and cozy ambiance. “Are the wallpapers new?” I ask out of sheer curiosity and she gives a honest response. “Silver was out for some time and she thinks they’ll look lovely in the room”.

I was so happy that all these were available. And the walls were filled with different kinds of wallpaper that were emitting some rays, and it was so calm, they were filled with photos of celebrities like Selena Gomez, Zandaya, Rihanna, Cardi B, Nicki Minaj, and Billie Eilish, although I was not a fan of any celebrity, I just loved all their music. Then I took a closer look at the bed. The bed is king-sized, and on it is a light-dark blue duvet with a big blanket folded on the end, alongside two normal-sized pillows sitting on top of my bed behind a small, blue square pillow.

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.

This wasn't the surprise I had in mind. The wallpaper was matte black with embossed fleur-de-lis, and a massive, wooden, crimson 'X' with black leather padding leaning against the far wall grabbed my attention. My gaze wandered over the lavish furniture with metallic hardware and leather upholstery. Two types of whips in various shades of red and black hung on the pegs of custom-made, mahogany shelving units along with various types of paddles, bars, restraints, and more. There were soft-bundled, black, nylon ropes hung on the far wall, framing a classical art piece of two lovers, ready to tie someone up with.

I said, now stopping at my pace as I dragged the duvet above my breasts, my eyes darting back and forth. "Do not thank you. I owe you that much having been the one who kept you up all night." He said the last syllables in a low tone. I chuckled moving further to have a good look at the wallpaper he used in designing his private room. It showed two dragons, white and black as they fought themselves, their open mouths full of burning red flames.

she said. I was silent for a moment as I stared at her in bewilderment. I was confused because I didn't understand what she was saying. "Jaya, you are getting me confused. I don't understand what you mean by you must give your consent before you share your man with another girl. Can you please, expatiate?" I asked. "I'm bisexual. I am attracted to men and also attracted to girls especially, girls with big breasts and big ass," she said bluntly as she gazed steadily at me.

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.

Michelle said as she looked at him. “Not an excuse.” He said softly. “Now for two.” He began to use his finger in her core. He knew the places that he needed to have touched and pressure on because he wanted to get her off a few more times before he called in the therapist to give her a rub down. He knew which one he would have come in. Michelle seemed to enjoy both of them with their different approaches, but she relaxed a bit more with the female massage therapist. That was just as important to him watching her find out that a bisexual experience was something she actually enjoyed.

Everything was impeccably clean, and the vintage theme of the space never failed to impress me. Curious, I wandered over to Yohan’s bookshelves and selected a book to read while waiting for him. His collection was diverse, filled with an interesting mix of genres. Just as I was about to start reading, my eyes landed on his laptop, still open on his desk. Thinking to shut it down for him, I walked over and pressed a key to wake the screen. The moment the desktop appeared, my breath hitched. His wallpaper. A man and a woman kissing at sunset near the sea.

Gagging helplessly, Dianna returned her cellphone inside her bag and then reverted her gaze to focus on me. "I said I might try dating a guy, exclusively." I beamed at her expressing my desire to date men exclusively. I don’t even know if that disqualifies me for being a bisexual. "You are kidding right?" Dianna spat and gave me a "don't-fuck-with-me" look that translated perfectly. “Does that disqualifies me for identifying as a bisexual?” I asked out of pure curiosity.