BiSexual Stories

She was a hermaphrodite. A thirty-year-old former 'Stripper' with vibrant burgundy-colored hair, who'd caused a sensation and joined the Victoria Police - desperate to carve out a niche for herself as a Policewoman, ‘Trainee’ Constable Sonya Campbell had found herself persona non grata at the Glenbervie Police Station in Melbourne leafy north-western suburbs. Sonya Rebecca Campbell had fallen foul of 'The Sisterhood' - the select cadre of lesbian and Bi policewomen at Glenbervie.

A Story in the Corporate Business Women's world Universe
I need North Vietnamese investors money to save my firm and start my climb to join The Corporate Business Women's World. I come up with one of my best ideas: one of my Asian female office staff will sexfight the owner of the firm putting me out of business. Winning will give me exclusive access to the investors. What could possibly go wrong?

A The Chronicles of Dan Hayward Story
On this day, Brad, Hayward, Jake Campbell, and the families witness the boys sign their NHL entry-level contracts.

A college boy returns home and seduces his attractive Mom. As a lone parent she is torn between her natural urges and being a respectable mother. But it leads her to another world of SUB-DOM Lesbian-love and even horse- sex when she enters Iris's upper-class ways in leafy Hampshire: England. A measured yarn that hopes to entertain its reader. Thanks : J L

Neighbors go for a boat ride. They learn a lot about each other.

Julian Harrington, a father struggling with child support payments for his six children, and the unconventional journey his family embarks upon. Julian, along with three mothers - Hayley, Anima, and Elena - faces financial strain due to court-mandated child support. The judge, recognizing Julian's dedication, orders a unique condition: all four adults and their combined children will live as "strict permanudes," surrendering clothing except for required work attire. The ruling unites them under

I really am a good guy. It just seems like young girls keep throwing themselves at me. Who am I to argue with them?