Bisexuality is the sexual orientation which refers to the sexual desire for individuals of either gender or of either sex.
Bisexual people fall between the two extremes of homosexuality and heterosexuality.
Bisexuals are not necessarily attracted equally to both genders. Our bisexual stories will appeal to people who are curious about exploring this side of their sexuality.
I noticed Chelsea's mischievous smile the second she opened the door to her apartment. It made me stop short, but when I gave her a puzzled look, she only smiled wider. "Come on in, Toby!" She stepped aside, gesturing me forward with a theatrical sweep of...
I have these ideas in my head, I need to learn how to write them into a story. So let us continue on with my first story. I had nowhere to go as James held my head, driving his hot sperm into my mouth. I swallowed what I could as so much leaked out of my...
Monica crawled across the king bed in workout shorts. The crotch was dark and shiny, I could almost see her pussy up the shorts leg. What was going on? I had just met Monica and her husband James on the prior weekend at an eclipse party. She kept checking...
A couple of weeks ago, I celebrated the two-year anniversary of no sex in my marriage. I have spent a lot of time jerking off to porn. About six months ago, I noticed I was staring at cocks a lot more. A lot of my reading here on Lush has switched to bi a...
Laura came through the door carrying her briefcase and had her suit jacket draped over one arm. She was wearing a white silk blouse and a tight navy blue pencil skirt. Her hair was parted in the middle and hung straight along the sides of her face. Laura'...
I woke up more in Kyle's arms than in Mack's. We'd spent the day together--and most of the night--and gone to bed with me spooning between them. In the night, Mack had rolled away from us and now it was just Kyle and I, naked, hot, and entwined. I felt hi...
It was a surprise when the front doorbell rang and I saw my backyard neighbor lady, Debbie, through the Ring camera. Usually, we meet in the back. But when I opened the door and saw her with Big Jim from across the street, it made more sense. Still, I won...
“Oh, Simone,” Chloe sighed. “What’s wrong, Chloe?” “Nothing at all! I love being here with you like this,” she replied, curled up in Simone’s arms in the afterglow of loving, gentle sex. “Even when you’re naughty? And I have to spank you?” “Especially whe...
Sabine Deschamps is displeased, and my phone vibrates, increasing my anxiety. The timing could not be worse; it is Pascal, and I will not answer it. It is Thursday, and I sit outside my boss's office. This meeting with Sabine is crucial. Lisette is concer...
“Up against the wall, and spread 'em!" Rick complied, raising his hands and placing himself against the wall of my apartment. He had just made a confession and was insisting upon some consequences. Probing ... uh, deeper ... into my Bad Cop role, I lubed...
I noticed Chelsea's mischievous smile the second she opened the door to her apartment. It made me stop short, but when I gave her a puzzled look, she only smiled wider. "Come on in, Toby!" She stepped aside, gesturing me forward with a theatrical sweep of...
Mary texted me the following week and wanted to meet for lunch. We had a great time and talked for almost two hours about anything and everything. She told me she had a date night already planned that included Robin, a friend of hers. Robin was bi like me...
It was Saturday night, and I was going clubbing with a group of friends. We were all a bit tipsy by the time we got to the club and continued drinking after we got there. Two of my friends are dating, and they hooked up on the dance floor a few times. My...
Stepping off the train in Erding, Mark recognised her immediately. Hanna had aged well. Her figure, in body-hugging jeans and a summery top, was more womanly now but still as nicely proportioned as the youthfully slender Hanna of twenty-five years ago. Fr...
Jamie walked downstairs the next day, finding Monique cooking breakfast. "Morning," she called over her shoulder as she cracked an egg into a skillet. "How do you take your eggs, hon?" "Scrambled's fine," he answered as he sat at the large glass table. So...
I was lying there naked, bathed in sweat. The room was warm, but the sweat was half due to pain and half to arousal… okay, maybe ten percent due to pain and ninety percent to arousal; it didn’t hurt like it had the first time, not now that I’d gotten waxe...
