Novel & Cerita First Time Bisex Stories

He never minded traveling for work, even though he sometimes described their adventurous sex life to me in detail, almost as if to underline how secure he felt. I was a recently divorced, closeted bisexual man, and it didn’t surprise me when Jim half-jokingly told me to “keep an eye on things” while he was gone. He’d laughed and said, “You suck too much dick to keep a woman happy.” I never knew if he was teasing or quietly referencing something from the distant past—something I might write about someday. Either way, I knew he trusted me not to cross a line. But none of us could have guessed what would actually begin that day.

And I wasn't feeling the same way for other guys, just you, I still liked girls, I knew I found girls attractive but, I don't know yours was different. So just imagine how I felt like that day and I was like, fuck it I'm going to Greece next month and I'll probably never see you again, that's why I kissed you, I regretted it immediately and pulled away hoping you wouldn't kill me, what I don't understand is why you kissed me back " . "I'm Bisexual ", he said casually taking a sip from his drink. "I had a couple of flings with some guys back then, though it was a secret, couldn't afford people finding out then but right now honestly I don't give a fuck, my mom is proud of me and that's all th

I saw the tips trickle in, I told myself it was just for money but when the first tip hit—it was fifty dollars from someone named Regular47. Then he typed—“show us how wet you’re getting, beautiful.” My breath hitched. I slipped the strap down my shoulders, then the other, letting the lace slip away until my breasts spilled free. I rolled my nipples between my fingers until they ached. The first night I came quietly with two fingers buried deep inside me while the camera caught only my mouth parted and my thighs trembling. I whispered things I’d never said out loud to Mark. “I need to be filled… I need my pussy to be stretched until I couldn't think.” The shame hit right after orgasm but the

He dropped me onto the bed, and before I could even settle into the mattress, he was on top of me, his hands ripping my shirt apart like it was nothing but tissue paper. I felt like a slut beneath him, and I loved every second of it. I arched my back, offering myself up as he stripped me bare, his eyes devouring every inch of my skin. He took off his clothes as well, leaving me breathless. This was our second time having sex but yet, it somehow felt like our first time. “I've always wondered if you're sensitive there,” Taye said as he leaned closer. “Wh—” a moan especially my lips as he pinched my nipples.

"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?"

I said carefully, “does that mean... are you both... bi?” Doug gave a small nod, but it was Jennifer who responded. “We’ve shared a few men over the years. Doug realized he was bisexual a while ago, and we started exploring that side of ourselves together. Sometimes with couples. Sometimes with single partners. It’s not a free-for-all. It’s intentional. Consensual. Sexy as hell.” She glanced toward Doug and smiled. “With me, he usually submits. But with men… he leans dominant.” The firelight danced across her features, softening her face. My panic began to untangle, replaced by something warmer. Heavier. A quiet hunger I hadn’t let myself feel in years.

Blood raced from one extreme to another until finally her grip on Jean’s aching hand relaxed and her body slumped backwards on to the bed. Such incredible pleasure from one hand. Afterwards, collapsed in exhaustion on the bed, Clare asked him, ‘Do you play guitar?’ He looked at her blankly. She smiled contentedly. He hadn’t even managed to get his trousers off - what a gent! *** It was obvious from the noise floating into the centre of the suite that Francesca and Bertrand were far from finished. Clare had wandered out of her room to the mini-bar and couldn’t help noticing that Francesca hadn’t bothered to shut her door. This was yet another first for Clare after her first Sapphic situation

It is me or he sound jealous. “A pretty woman with a girlfriend” I said. I don’t know but I need to explain. We enter his car and he started to drive. “Oh, she’s like that” and he already understand I remember, he already knew that I am bisexual so, but does he knew that I like him? We are too quiet and it is always like this while on the way. So I don’t have anything to do but to stare at his name for the whole time. I wish he accept my feelings for him but I am still shy to tell him, not afraid because I know Rick he wil not judge anyone.

Emily's POV; I have always been interested in literature, not just about fantasy and science fiction, but about the other side of the coin. It's funny, how I never thought that something like this would ever happen to me. Not because I'm not a good girl or anything like that, it's just that I've had so much experience with relationships in my life and yet it feels as though this is the first time. I mean, yes, there have been guys at school who I've liked over the years, but those were all in highschool, right before college. After that, it was more of a case of if you're into me and I'm into you type deal. This is probably going to sound cheesy, but I think I might be bisexual. That means t

That is, until recently, which was outlined in the first chapter. After my first bisexual experience in over twenty years with the anonymous stranger in the hotel room during a recent business trip, I gained an increased desire to do it again. I was frustrated in my efforts because Craig's List got rid of their personal ads, so I wasn't sure how to find another willing male partner. It felt wonderful to have a dick in my mouth again after all these years and I wanted to have my mouth filled with cum again; the sooner the better.