Alphabetical Listing of Bi Domination Sex Stories - Page 2

Maid's Bisexual Sex Slave Tale In Dubai

Santha had been my lover from the first time we felt each other's pussy in the girl's bathroom at school. Her pussy was the first one I ever sucked. Even after we both had families we still would make arrangements to spend time with each other and enjoy our time with each other making love like we did as school girls. The rest of this story is the letter written to Santha.
4.1

Master and Slave Reunion

He followed me back to my townhouse and up the stairs to my bedroom. He pulled me into his arms and kissed me deeply and passionately. I shouldn't have allowed it, but it felt too good to stop. His right hand took my breast and caressed it firmly while his left took my hand and guided it into his jeans to his cock. I wrapped my hand around it and began stroking it. His gasp of pleasure, however, was enough to remind me I had gone too far.
3.4

Meeting A Fan

I slid my hand behind her neck and pulled her into a passionate kiss. For a moment I thought she was going to pull away, but the shock subsided and she returned the kiss, parting her lips and letting me explore her mouth. When I finally let her go, she took a deep breath and whispered, "Wow."
3

Mistress Fame

Once I was, Mistress Fame's routine for me changed, I was given her ward to train. A young 18 year old girl who I was to train to be as much or more of a slut than I am, the ward, naturally being a virtual person, not real. Each time we met I was to detail the ward's training, if My Mistress Fame was not totally pleased, I was punished severely. The girls training consisted of being fucked by men, sucking their cocks, eating cunt, sucking assholes, and if she was very good at it she was rewarded by the person dumping some scat in her mouth, then peed there to wash it down, but not before my darling little ward and I kissed, so we could share the scat between us
3.4

My Boyfriend's Favourite Fantasy

The wife starts to moan softly as she watches, the squelching sounds becoming faster. Just before the husband is about to come, he withdraws and pushes me off the table. I roll onto my back. He roughly pushes my legs apart as he pulls off the condom. He kneels between my thighs and starts to bring himself off by hand. As he comes he points himself at my cock and balls and covers me with his spunk. He milks every last drop of come over me and then spreads it over my cock and balls so that my bush is matted with his spunk and my erection glistening with it.
3

Naked In The Hall with all-male Bondage and Humilitation

My back was to Matt and I kept talking to the girls and Scott. They could see over my shoulder into the room. In the middle of my sentence, the girls' eyes open wide, and they cover their mouths and look at each other.
3.5

One Bisexual Time

The hand between my legs had slipped under the crotch of my panties and was now feeling it's way between the lips of my bush. I almost jumped when a finger was inserted but the other girl held me down. The finger started a slow in and out movement. Then moved faster and faster. My hips began a movement on their own. Thrusting up each time the finger was pressed all the way in. I couldn't help myself. I felt the orgasm build until, bam, there it was. I'm sure I thrashed when I came, I always do.
3.5

Paying the Speeding Ticket the Bisexual Way

My wife begged him to reconsider arresting me. She asked if there wasn't some way we could take care of this without my going to jail? She said that we would do anything he wanted to keep me out of jail. He looked her up and down and asked what she meant by anything!
3.5

Rachel Learns too Much

I sank to between his legs as he sat on the couch, and I opened my mouth and begin to take him in. My head rose and fell countless times before he told me not to forget the hounds. He let out a small laugh as I moved for his now rock hard cock to his balls. I took them into my mouth one at a time and rolled them around. I stretched my mouth to take both in at once. "Tell me how much you love the taste of my balls, cock smoker."
3.4

Rag Time Businessman

So, here we were again, all three of us, in Mr. Whitehead's big, luxurious office, with its dark wood paneling and hounds-and-foxes paintings on the walls. "CLEANUP TIME, ANDERSON!" Ms. Randall barked, and, without saying a word, I got her skirt and panties down to her spike heels. Sure enough, there was some smears of blood surrounding her hairy pussy, and, I saw the string of a tampon dangling so fucking invitingly from between those succulent cunt lips.
3.8