Bi Sex Stories


Terri's Infidelity

Terri woke up abruptly and instinctively spread out the right arm towards her husband's side of the bed only to find him missing. She rubbed her eyes and a quick glance at the alarm clock revealed the time: 08:12 am. The thought that her husband would probably be taking his daily shower brought a naughty smile on her face. She imagined him standing naked under the running water, shampooing gracefully his curly black hair, with his hairy balls hanging heavily between the thighs and his fully erected 9-inch fat member lazily swinging left and right, following the movements of the body. Terri licked slowly her upper lip and slid her hands between her closed thighs.

kiti's confessions to daddy/ another naughty kitislut tale

ohhhhh.....daddy......i was SO bad today...my bottom can almost feel the heat from the spanking i so richly deserve.... i got out of work early and decided to stop at a roadside cafe for a cocktail...before going home to continue pleasuring myself with my new silver bullet....and yes daddy....i did leave it in my panties all day... anyhow....i was sipping my drink at the bar...when two good looking men walked up and stood at the bar a little ways down from me...it was early...so there were no other customers between me and them....which i was happy for daddy....because they were so attractive in their tight jeans and black satin jackets...they were both tall...

Mine forever

I have seen a bit of the world and learned a lot of things in my nearly 35 years of existence. There was a lady and her young son occupying the seat in front of me. It was obvious that the lady was tense and nervous. Usually I travel by A/c because of the dust and heat. Generally it was also less crowded and noisy than the sleeper compartment I was traveling in. But there was no ticket available even in the notorious black market and here I was traveling with the 'common' man. The lady was around 40 years old, maybe five or six years older than me. She was a bit on the plumper and darker side, but had a manner of bearing that was very attractive.

Nancy flips the spatula (Part 3)

Jill finished herself off. Nancy stood up. She said "Jill you followed me" Jill said yes, I am sorry, but after our rendezvous I left and while driving home, I just could not stop thinking about how I wished I had gotten your phone number, so then I decided to turn around and come back to the store to ask you if you would like to keep in touch, well just as I pulled into the parking lot I noticed you getting in your car and, well I followed you and here I am. I'm sorry Nancy I don't mean to scare you.

My friend lent me his wife for six months....

I come from India and have lived in the US for more than 25 years. During these years, I have worked very hard and made some wise investments and made a chunk of money. This is a story which is part real and part fantasy. If it offends some, please move over. My friend Rahul and his lovely wife Rohini a 33 yrs old and mother of his two kids were at my house for dinner. After the dinner, we sat in our study talking when he suddenly became serious and said - "Rohini and I are having some financial struggle and have not paid our mortgage for 3 months. The bank has sent us a repossession notice." I was shocked as Rahul had been a very well to do business person.

A Dream Fulfilled

It was a warm night so she opened the window a little and went to bed nude and laid on top of the sheets. She lived out in the country and this was nothing new to her. A few hours later a young migrant worker was walking thru the country when he saw a house in the distance. Hoping to find someone awake and ask for work and food he continued up to the house. There was only a porch light on outside as he approached and no sign of light from inside but he had noticed a barn out back so he figured he could least get some sleep and be gone before anyone noticed. Walking round back he noticed a night coming through a window and carefully walked up to see if he could see anyone.

Vacant Tryst

It had been a long day and Kari was ready for it to end. She was an apartment asst manager and had been working alone all day. Between the paperwork, complaining residents and constant phone calls she was wore out. Just twenty more minutes and she was off for the next two days. Just then a young woman walked in the door. Kari introduced herself and the woman said her name was Tina. She needed a small one bedroom because she was going to college and didn't want to live with her parents because she wanted to have fun in college. Her parents were going to pay for everything she just had to find a reasonable priced apartment in a good neighborhood.

Nancy flips the Spatula

It's Sunday night, Nancy finishes up at the shop, after being a naughty clerk, forcing a female customer to suck her cunt, she thinks to herself "I wish I could make Jill my cunt sucking whore, god was she good with her mouth." The whole drive home that is all she can think about, her clit is erect with thoughts of Jill's warm mouth. Nancy pulls into the driveway, all of a sudden she feels her bladder, it's full. She realizes she didn't go to the bathroom before closing shop. She wonders if she is going to make it in and to the bathroom or if she will accidentally piss in her pants.

Nancy's Spatula Fantasy

Nancy works for the IRS during the day and moonlights two times a week at a moderately priced women's clothing store in the evening. Single and paying the mortgage and all the bills that come with it, strain her salary. Nancy is divorced, loves sex with men but often fantasizes about having another woman suck her clit (sometimes in her mind she uses the word cunt, depending on how horny she is.) It is Sunday and she spends most of the morning online with her laptop. She has signed up at a couple of bi-sexual websites, maybe she can find a discrete female/female relationship.

Desire on the Dance Floor

House music is overpowering me with its throbbing beat, the flashing lights and lasers disorientate me forcing me to squint against their glare. The place seems really full tonight; the dance floor is packed with clubbers and revelers. My head is spinning; I curse myself for drinking way too much Vodka knowing I've gone way over my limit. That coupled with the ecstasy pills we necked earlier in the night... Well I'm feeling pretty smashed to put it mildly. I've lost my friends in the thrum of the crowds around me and I panic a little inside as I realise I can't see them anywhere.