Bisexuality Book Novels & Stories

“I love black holes.” I squirmed in my seat. “What are you doing?” I looked around. We were near the back of the planetarium with no one around them, but we were still in public. When I felt Kai’s hand slide inside my pants, his fingers finding my wet folds, I let out a hiss. I gripped the armrests as he slipped up and down my slit. “Kai, we shouldn’t do this. Not here.”

Corruptible. Now I crave control. But the filthy truth is I love being controlled too. Bisexuality was my ticket into both worlds. With men I get to hand my leash over and take. With women, I keep the leash wrapped around my wrist and pull until they’re begging. Cassie… she’s both temptation and memory. The younger version of me I’ll never get back and the toy I want to keep breaking open. Stan’s already gone for work and my stay here is officially over. For now. I should be zipping up my bag and texting a ride, instead I’m moving in slow motion, folding and refolding a shirt because the thought of not seeing Cassie again so soon knots my gut.

Straight, heavy, curving up a little. God, I needed it. I dropped to my knees for a second, but he hauled me back up, eyes wild. Something shifted in him. The reluctance cracked fully, and the boss came out. Dominant. Possessive. “I’m bisexual.” He confessed and the words rang in my ears repeatedly. “I prefer women but with you… there’s this burn I can’t explain.” He didn’t let it sink into my brain. He spun me around, pushing me against the sink.

“Meh. Meh.” Silent for a few moments, we stare into space until her hand lands on my thigh. I stare at her manicured fingernails, trailing it to her face. “Hey, Cathy. Can I kiss you?” “What?” “Hear me out for a second, okay? You are the only one I can experiment this with. I read this stupid journal that says all girls are bisexual.” “I’m not bisexual. I like only Calum.” She laughs. “Just a kiss, Cathy.”

Luisa was so passionate. Italian men were famous for being passionate but most people forgot about the women who were also quite passionate. Michelle had never been touched in such a way before, not even by Eden. It was like a moment of revelation for Michelle. It was the day she discovered her bisexuality. It turned out she could fall in love with a woman the same way she fell in love with a man. It was eye-opening for her. She felt a sense of peace and liberation for the first time since that horrible wedding event.

Jessica mocked, and Elizabeth's eyes narrowed in contempt. "Who doesn't know Mr. Westham can't be owned. I mean, he is such a generous man that he'd made himself sexually available to everyone be it, man or woman. It's rare to find…" "What?" The ladies exclaimed all of a sudden leaving Jessica confused. Before she knew it, a few reporters were all over her, shoving the other ladies aside. "Do you mean Dr. Cruz Westham is bisexual?" A reporter asked curiously only then did Jessica realize she had unintentionally spilled the bean.

“Homosexuality, bisexuality, is not seen as being natural by the pack.” “That’s…” She pulled a face. “Same-sex attraction or bisexuality exists amongst animals and even insects. It is the very definition of natural. You cannot sit here, Heath, and tell me that your biological needs are justification for overriding human’s beliefs, but the pack’s beliefs are justification for ignoring a very practical solution to that self-same problem.” “It is not-” She was oversimplifying and applying human measures to a werewolf problem, he started to say but she cut him off, making a sound of disgust in the back of her throat with a dismissive wave of her hand.

“I could read him. He wasn’t that difficult. I knew right away what he wanted and what his sexuality was. So, I gave him a taste of me. Sounds good, doesn’t it?!” “I didn’t know you were into men.” I muttered in a bored tone. “I’m bisexual. Was that surprising?” “Next time you wanna release the balls, bang some prostitutes. They are a lot out there and don’t create any rumors here. I don’t like it.” “Okay, ma’am.” He got up with the blanket falling off his waist and pushed me to the wall and cornered me, kissing me on the lips before I could protest. He pulled away from me with a smirk.

"Your bottom will be sore after being fucked twice since you're unaccustomed to it. Did you enjoy your cocks, slave?" "I did, more than I expected, given my sexual orientation. Thank you, Domina." "Some wise people told me sexual orientation is more an emotional connection than a physical one. Anyone can make you cum if they work at it, but you're more emotionally invested in sex with the right person. As for slaves, we'll fuck anything because we need to fuck and can't get enough. There will be days when you'll welcome a nice cock shoving into your cunt. I tend to believe it's true. The reason I now believe I'm bisexual is because I emotionally enjoy fucking Lisa. It's no longer just physic

“It was fun teasing you. That’s all. I was just joking.” Experiments? Boys fucking other boys for fun? What the fuck was going on? Why had I never heard about any of this before? Probably because I had always been in a co-ed school with plenty of girls around? “If it’s still bothering you,” Devon said finally, breaking my train of thought. “You can always check out articles on bisexuality or pansexuality. They’re a thing too, you know. LGBTQ+ doesn’t only stand for lesbian or gay or Trans people. It’s an entire spectrum that holds numerous possibilities.”