Nifty Bisexual Stories Novels & Stories

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.

More questions followed and she answered as many as she could. "I'm most definitely bisexual. My husband and I have a girlfriend that lives with us. We're in a poly relationship, yes. No, I have no plans to move to California to do mainstream p**n. My little niche is enough for me." The answers came as quickly as the questions, and after a bit, there were more and more requests for her to do things. "So, you guys and girls want to see me strip a little?" she asked. "Hell yes," said a message from CoopandDaph.

The things we tell each other. I've always known I'm bisexual – when I was a teenager, I didn't fantasize about the attractive English professor, or the cute, blonde, curvy math teacher. I fantasized about my history teacher and his gorgeous wife – there's another story there, but that's not our topic for today.

The door slammed shut behind us. José grabbed my chin, forcing me to look up at him. "You think popping that cherry for some rich white boy is gonna be special? We're gonna take it right here on this bar top." My pulse quickened. The idea sent a bloom of heat straight between my legs. I was supposed to stay pure for my parents' choice, they said I couldn't let there be a scandal. But the thought of these rough men popping my cherry actually thrilled me. "Fuck you... You can't do shit," I chuckled. José nodded at the bald biker. "Show her what that mouth is really for."

EMBER'S POV Wolves shouting at each other, pack members staring at Gale with expressions ranging from shock to pity to something that looks almost like recognition—like they always suspected but never wanted to know for sure. "I'm bisexual," Gale says, his voice rising over the noise, trying to salvage something from the wreckage. "That doesn't make me unfaithful. I still loved my wife. I still wanted our marriage to work. The physical relationships I had on the side were just that—physical. They didn't mean anything."

“One drink. And you stay close to me. No wandering off.” Relief flooded through me as well as something much more dangerous than that. “Thank you.” I’d told my best friend I was exploring for the night. I was supposed to give her the details after I was back, but how could I tell her I met her father at a BDSM club and told him to show me around?

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.

he stated, knocking out from his imagination "Now, don't go and spoil his fun....why don't you wash the dish while your at it"she added and stood up from her seat, He stared at his appearance, eyeing her from head to know.... 'she's nowhere near Catherine's beauty, why am feeling strange for her' is what he thought and stared at his fake lover Who acted with him.....Oh Naeun, Is a bisexual woman, who keeps in fooling women which he knows it's the perfect one to act like his girlfriend be he doesn't fall in love with boys

I asked “yeah. He's the BOY WITH LUV for you. Besides, I'm not ready to settle down with one girl yet and you don't look like you'd like to share your man so, I'm going back to the playboy life” “are you still gay? I heard you were gay” I said “I wasn't gay. I was bisexual” he answered “okay and by the use of past tense it means you're no longer bisexual right?” I asked again “yeah. Boys are too dangerous. My partners always try to kill me” he said humorously and we laughed “so Maxwell and Caleb were given a life sentence but Coloy was given a death sentence?” he asked and I nodded “so I heard” I said

America" that's all... They both laughed till they hit each other. Anaisha couldn't easily decide, it felt like being between the thorns of a dilemma, and hell it was! More like being caught fucking a girl when you are and having a cock again (bisexual) and then getting to be asked to choose right away, you can relate... You like a cock but it keeps on breaking your heart again and again and again. You probably need to read this twice to get it, yes! It demands your attention🤓.