Bisexuality Book Novels & Stories

Lambo continued standing hurtfully, feeling so bad with what she just heard. She picked the cup of water on the table and drank, but it's too warm, so she spit it out, and Sylvester came in with a bottle of water immediately. "Here" he gave her, and she took it, drinking it after uncapping. "Anything the problem?" He asked, and she sighed. "What's your take about bisexuals?" She faced him. "They're humans too, and I don't discriminate since it's not their fault, they didn't chose to be that way" he replied, and she smiled.

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

He chuckled, and a warmth spread through my chest. "I don't know," I shrugged. "Most people are threatened by an androgynous girl with a working package. It's usually a competition thing or they find it 'disgusting.' Pricks." "Well, you have nothing to worry about with me. I'm fully accepting. Besides, I have something to tell you, too." I shifted in my seat to show I was listening. "I'm, uh...I'm bisexual. But I lean way more toward my attraction to men."

I suggest, giving my shoulder a slight shrug. Kenji picks up a book and passes it over to Levi to place beside his book on the other table. Levi looks down at it and grimaces before setting it next to the ghost book. My brows rise in curiosity as I walk over to see the book. Forbidden Sex Magic stares back at me in bright red letter, the picture of a naked woman being rammed into by a centaur graces the cover. “Well that is disturbing.” I tell them, placing the book back down and putting the ghost book on top of it to hide the cover. Levi and Kenji let out loud spurts of laughter behind me as they watch my discomfort over the book.

I had come to the club to find a man that would satisfy me because I have been feeling hit yet and I need some sex. That’s actually my life , I pay men or women to have sex with me because I like to be dominant. I am bisexual , sometimes I get to have sex with both. I had entered the club and picked a man and a woman to have sex with. The club management already knew me, so I paid for a room which I and the men entered to have sex. We had sex and I stepped out to leave then I saw Mikel and his bought girlfriend enter the club. I wanted to attack them both but I knew I might get hurt in the process so I called my girls to come and join me.

“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.”

I ask as we arrive at the sexuality section. "Funny, I thought they had dispelled that old myth about different types and everyone agrees there's just the one kind now," she says. "Type of book, I meant!" I feel my face flush and I know I'm probably blushing. "I knew what you meant," she says, patting me on the arm, playfully. "I was just kidding!" Her smile shows beautiful white teeth between her thick, ruby lips. "That was good!" I return her wide smile and recover my composure. "There really are a lot of different types of orgasm books. Here's one called The Multi-Orgasmic Woman," I tell her, pulling a book from the shelf.

I ask as we arrive at the sexuality section. "Funny, I thought they had dispelled that old myth about different types and everyone agrees there's just the one kind now," she says. "Type of book, I meant!" I feel my face flush and I know I'm probably blushing. "I knew what you meant," she says, patting me on the arm, playfully. "I was just kidding!" Her smile shows beautiful white teeth between her thick, ruby lips. "That was good!" I return her wide smile and recover my composure. "There really are a lot of different types of orgasm books. Here's one called The Multi-Orgasmic Woman," I tell her, pulling a book from the shelf.

I hope you will love Shawn and George's story as much as you loved Gunner and Layland's! Here is the blurb for After Hours Romance (Shawn and George's story): Shawn had already known deep inside of him that he is bisexual. But he did not want to accept it. He hid it and fought it, using his workaholic lifestyle as his own way of controlling his urges and the need inside him that wanted to get out and be free.

“You could bill it as part of sex education, or isn’t there a class on human sexuality in one of the departments? Psychology or something?” “I don’t know,” I muttered and took another swig of my water. “I’ve never even thought about looking for a class like that.” “Maybe you should,” Kim teased gently, her talons on my arm before she let them slip away. “Seriously, though girl, you need to put some sex in that paper. Maybe an exploration of the new types of relationships out there.” “You mean like polygamists?” I frowned, not sure I wanted to have this discussion. Could I even sell it to the other staff members, like my editor?