Best MMF story?

Jeri

jeri_lickwet said:
Most of my stories have another female as well as another male.

Jeri, I have blown a load several times with your stories over the last couple of years. Something about a woman coaxing a guy into sucking cock gets me harder than granite for some reason. Hope to read more from you.
 
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Hey gang,

I just finished reading a great story, and thought it should be mentioned here. It's by a new author, bicurioushubby, and it kept me hard from beginning to end.

http://english.literotica.com/stories/showstory.php?id=247946

Hopefully this will get him some more readers, if you folks haven't checked this out yet, because it's a really well done piece of work.

This is a totally unsolicited plug for this story, I just figured that until somebody decides to put a category in to delineate bi stories from everything else, that we should try to make sure open minded people are made aware of which ones they happen to be, and to point out the truly exceptional ones, whether we wrote them or not.

The name of the thread *is* "Best MMF Story" after all.

I hope you'll give this story a try
 
Hi, there. I am Samuel X. The only openly bisexual Black Male Author on Literotica.


These are my stories.

A BIG BISEXUAL MAN FINDS LOVE.


http://english.literotica.com/stories/showstory.php?id=248144


A BISEXUAL HAITIAN DISCOVERY.



http://english.literotica.com/stories/showstory.php?id=248163


A BISEXUAL HAITIAN GIGOLO.




http://english.literotica.com/stories/showstory.php?id=248113

A BISEXUAL HAITIAN IN AMERICA.



http://english.literotica.com/stories/showstory.php?id=247602


A BISEXUAL HAITIAN STORY.

http://english.literotica.com/stories/showstory.php?id=247591


A BISEXUAL HAITIAN TALE.


http://english.literotica.com/stories/showstory.php?id=246085
 
Excerpt from A Bisexual Haitian Story by SamuelX



Paul Jean-Francois stood in front of the mirror, and checked out his reflection. At the age of twenty, he stood six feet two inches tall, a bit rugged, with dark brown skin and short black hair framing a round, animated face. Ever since he came to America from the Caribbean island of Haiti where he was born, he'd been getting checked out by men and women left and right. Sometimes, he welcomed the attention, and other times, he really could care less. He grew up poor on the island of Barbados. All she ever wanted was to make something of himself. In 2002, at the age of seventeen he won the Pan American Scholastic Contest. The winners won an all-expenses-paid trip to New York City and got to meet the Governor of New York, who made it all possible.

Paul Jean-Francois won a student visa to America and once there, he applied for Resident Status. Although it was difficult, he won it. He lived with Mack, an old uncle of his in the town of Dorchester, Massachusetts. The young man lived in a poor neighborhood and he was determined to make his way out of it. He won a scholarship to Bridgewater State College and went there to study Criminal Justice. Growing up in nearly lawless Barbados gave Paul a strong sense of justice. He didn't like bullies or criminals, those who preyed on the weak. He wanted very much to become a police officer. The scholarship he won was athletic, for playing soccer. Ever since he was little, he loved playing soccer. It was his favorite sport. In America, many sports were popular, especially football and baseball, but soccer wasn't really at the top of the list. In the rest of the world, from Africa to South America to the Caribbean to Europe, soccer was an all-time favorite. Paul led the Bridgewater State Men's Soccer team to the state finals in 2004 and they finished first place. It was his crowning achievement.

Paul Jean-Francois had become a celebrity overnight. His picture was in the papers, from the school paper to the Boston Globe and Metro. Paul wasn't quite sure how to take it all. He was a simple, hard-working young man. Now, all of a sudden, he was a Soccer star. His life was forever changed. He noticed it soon enough. When he went out, men and women stopped him and congratulated him. Also, he'd go into restaurants with friends and all of a sudden, he'd be able to get one of the best tables. It was unusual, but he was starting to like the attention. He tried not to let it get to his head. During soccer season, his GPA dropped from a four-point-three to four-point-zero. Paul had a standard to maintain and he poured himself into academia to return to the top of the class. So overworked was the young man that he scarecely had time to do anything other than study.

What Paul Jean-Francois didn't know was that some of the other students on campus had noticed him. One of them was Rebecca Smith. Rebecca Smith was a tall, attractive white woman with short black hair and pale green eyes. She was an officer with the Bridgewater police department, currently attached to the college as part of the security team. Like every sports fan in New England, she had heard of Paul Jean-Francois, the stud who was captain of the school's soccer team. Heck, the guy had his picture on the cover of Sports Illustrated, a rare feat for a college athlete.

The first time Rebecca saw Paul, she almost walked into a door. He was something to look at! In her forty years on this planet, she hadn't seen a better-looking man. Tall and broad-shouldered, with dark brown skin and short black hair, he was simply sex on legs. His face was handsome, clean-cut and his features were fine and masculine. She hadn't seen a man that fine in a long time. That's when she decided that she had to have him. She asked around about him on campus. Was he single? Did he have a girlfriend? What she heard pleased her. She spoke to Emilia, the younger sister of Mario, one of Paul Jean-Francois's teammates. From what Emilia heard, Paul was a hard-working single guy who didn't have any female in his life. Rebecca was certainly willing to help the brother out!

So, one day, Rebecca walked up to Paul while he stood in the school library and introduced herself. They talked and discovered that they had a lot in common. When he asked her out for coffee, she didn't hesitate. And that's how it all began. Somehow, a cup of coffee resulted in them going to bed together that very same night.

Rebecca led Paul into the apartment where she lived, somewhere in East Bridgewater. She gave him a tour, but the young man was understandingly more interested in her than the rest of the house. They ended up on the couch, making out. Rebecca kissed him, and they slowly began to undress each other. Soon, they were both naked. Rebecca admired Paul's sexy body. The tall, muscular athlete had a really nice body. He was checking her out as well and touching her. His touch was gentle, and a bit hesitant. She took his hands and placed them on her breasts. Emboldened, he kissed her and began to suckle on them. His hand slipped between her legs and he began to explore her flesh.

Rebecca moaned as Paul caressed her breasts, licking the areolas and fingering her pussy at the same time. She closed her eyes and enjoyed what he was doing to her. The young man definitely knew his way around a woman's body. After twenty minutes of licking and probing and fondling, he brought her a shuddering orgasm. She screamed at the top of her lungs. A few minutes later, she was still breathing heavily. She looked at him, surprised. Paul grinned. Yeah, he definitely knew what he was doing.

After what he had done for her, Rebecca was more than willing to do just about anything the young stud wanted. Paul told her to get on all fours and obediently, she did. He positioned himself behind her, and caressed her sexy ass. She felt his hands on her butt cheeks and groaned. His hands felt so nice, even when he pinched her. She felt his hands spread her cheeks, then felt something wet being rubbed against her little asshole. Rebecca flinched. She knew what was coming. He wanted to fuck her in the ass. Oh, well. After giving her the most earth-shattering oral sex, she was down for anything. As he rubbed his cock against her puckered asshole, she muttered encouragements to him.

Paul held his cock in hand and slowly guided it into Rebecca's back door. It had been some time since he did anything like this, especially with a hot woman like this. Truth be told, this was his first time with an older woman. He guided his spit-covered cock into the older woman's rear entry. Rebecca stiffened when she felt the young man's cock slide into her anal cavity. She had only been fucked like this a few times. A guy had to be an exceptional lover before she let him do that to her. Paul definitely qualified as one. She opened herself up to him, and his cock plunged into her ass. He thrust until he reached bottom, then stopped.

Rebecca grimaced when she felt the full length of Paul's cock inside her anal canal. She took a deep breath, then pushed back against him. He put his hands on her hips and thrust deeper into her. He thrust into her, hard and deep. She felt his cock sliding down her back door, nice and easy. His cock felt huge inside her but she was getting used to it. Once she got past her initial discomfort, she felt full...and wonderful. Her fingers slid into her pussy and she fingered herself as Paul thrust into her, hard and fast. She urged him to fuck her harder, and he did. They went at it like this for a long time. He slammed his cock into her back door and she grimaced, loving the mixture of pain and pleasure that she felt. Paul felt a rush in his loins and shouted. Rebecca grimaced. She knew what was coming. When he came, she welcomed the flow of hot semen that flooded her rear. Paul cried out in pleasure, his screams echoing her own. It was over.

A little while later, Paul Jean-Francois and Rebecca Smith shared a shower. The two stood there, under the warm water, kissing and soaping each other up. Later, he kissed her and left. Rebecca stood inside her apartment, dry and fully dressed. He had left his cell phone number and email address written on a piece of paper on her coffee table. She was surprised at her actions. Oh, when she was young, she often took lovers to her place and had sex with them but there was something different about Paul. She was surprised by the things that she let him do to her. Things that she enjoyed but still...yeah. She looked at the piece of paper he had left. She smiled to herself, knowing that she was going to call him again. He had it like that!

When Paul returned to his place, he smiled to himself, thinking about the things he did with that hot police woman. Man, he hadn't had sex like that in a while. He found the door open and checked stuff out, and was surprised. Very surprised. The surprise came in the form of his old friend Michael Pierrot. Paul's heartbeat spiked as he stared at his friend. Michael Pierrot, his old friend stood before him, wearing a black shirt and blue jeans. He looked fantastic. Michael had come to Massachusetts and needed a place to stay. He wanted to stay with Paul. The two friends sat down, and talked.

Michael filled him in on what was going on. The political climate of Haiti had forced Michael into temporary exile. Michael Pierrot was the son of Miguel Pierrot, a wealthy Haitian businessman. Since things were unstable back on the island, Michael's father sent him to the USA with some money in his pocket. He would be safe in America, until things cooled down. Paul thought this over and over, perplexed. His buddy Michael had a way of turning his life upside down. That's what Michael did. Just looking at his sexy nubile body had flipped something inside Paul.

Paul was a guy who loved women. He was a regular Joe, most of the time. Still, there were things about him that he'd rather keep secret. Such as his bisexual past. A past no one knew anything about. No one knew about the secret sexual adventures he had with men, a long time ago, or the role that Michael had played during his sexual awakening and development. Paul sighed as he looked at Michael's body. Michael was definitely looking hot. In spite of himself, Paul felt...aroused, just looking at his friend's body. While not pornographic, Michael's whole image was definitely erotic. Tall, broad-shouldered and athletic, Michael had dark brown skin and curly black hair. His eyes were a pale gray color. He was sexy as hell. Always sharp, he read the desire in Paul's eyes. He smiled and started undressing, in spite of Paul's protests. Once Michael took his shirt off, Paul stopped protesting.

Pretty soon, he was nearly naked, save for a black thong. Paul licked his lips. Michael's form had awakened the urge and he had to feed it. Paul unzipped his pants and took out his cock, the cock that had so pleasured Rebecca Smith earlier. He stroked himself while looking at Michael's body. The sexy image of his best friend burned into his mind. He closed his eyes and stroked himself, letting his imagination roam. His wandering mind took him to the 'pleasure place'. The place where only Michael could take him. He pictured Michael, completely naked, coming to him. Soon, he was rock hard. Michael licked his lips. He gently touched Paul, and Paul opened his eyes, gasping when he saw Michael's naked body up close.

The two friends kissed, and embraced each other. Paul longed to feel Michael's body against his. Something about doing it with a hot guy had always stirred a primal instinct in him. He led Michel into his bedroom. He lay on the bed, gesturing at his lover to come to him. Michael came to him, smiling cockily. Paul looked at the sexy bastard, and kissed him on the lips. Michael kissed him back and embraced him. Paul pulled him down on the bed, and they began romping joyously. The two friends rolled around on the bed, wrestling playfully, and somehow Michael came out on top. He looked down at Paul, who grinned. Michael looked down at Paul, smiling. They kissed again.

Paul embraced Michael. He looked into his best friend's eyes, and knew what was coming. Wordlessly, he agreed. Michael took Paul's legs and raised them into the air. Paul lay on his back, looking at his lover. Michael took Paul's cock in his mouth and sucked it. Paul closed his eyes. Michael gave the best head ever. Paul relaxed, enjoying what Michael was doing to him. He thrust into Michael's mouth, and grunted as Michael took all of it inside his mouth. Michael sucked him like he was a milking machine. Paul grinned, loving what his best friend was doing to him. He soon came, and Michael drank his seed. Until he was dry. Once it was over, the two best friends lay on the bed, cradled in each other 's arms.

Paul lay in Michael's arms, not believing what he had just done, but loving it. Michael and Paul had been best friends since they met in the first grade. They Played on the same soccer team. They were like brothers. Best friends forever. When they hit their teenage years, they became different. Michael began hanging out with some boys whom many at school suspected of being gay. Paul confronted him about it and Michael admitted that he was bisexual. Paul couldn't believe it. Michael Pierrot was the gorgeous captain of the school's soccer team. How could he be one of those guys who slept with other guys? For years, Paul kept his friend's secret, in spite of some misgivings. Michael continued to have discreet affairs with women and men. Paul wasn't supportive of his friends' same-sex attractions, but remained loyal to him anyway. One day, Paul became aware of the fact that his feelings for Michael ran deeper than he previously thought.

Paul was scared of what he felt. He was raised in the Haitian culture. He didn't want to be gay or bisexual. Most Haitian people thought that gays and lesbians were the seed of the devil. Michael helped Paul get over his fears. It took him a long time but eventually, Paul got over it. He could admit to himself that he was a bisexual, attracted to both women and men. He had affairs with women, but he never sought male lovers. He loved Michael. Michael slept with women and men left and right, but he only loved Paul. The two of them had scarcely seen each other since Paul left the Caribbean. Now, they were together. At last.
 
Suggestion

The Literotica story boards should have a seperate section for Bisexual erotica. It can take a long time surfing through the groups/loving wives/gay sections to find any decent bisexual porn.

Thank you all for your links to your favorite bisexual posts.
 
Nabokov said:
The Literotica story boards should have a seperate section for Bisexual erotica. It can take a long time surfing through the groups/loving wives/gay sections to find any decent bisexual porn.

Thank you all for your links to your favorite bisexual posts.


Yes, well, that's been a bone of contention for most of us who read/write bisexual stories on Lit ever since I discovered the site. What I've heard is that there are already so many categories, that they're reluctant to add any new ones, although since I started coming to Lit, many years ago, they've added several new ones. Bisexual is still in limbo, though. I'm not sure if the powers-that-be at Literotica will ever put in a category for bisexual stories, but we can all always hope. I think what they're afraid of is that there will be a massive influx of people wanting to re-categorize a truckload of stories, should they do so.

As far as the thanks for the posts, I believe it was the intention of the originator of this thread to make this a "grassroots" effort at a bisex category. There's a lot more bi stories out there than have been mentioned on this thread, though.

Think of it as kind of a treasure hunt.
 
That story by bicurioushubby and the work of jeri made for a huge cum this am... as a lover of women, naughty women and also a forbidden and erotic desire for cum... those stories really got me off.


pics
 
Thanks

Thanks for the positive feedback about my story! I'm glad you enjoyed it.

http://english.literotica.com/stories/showstory.php?id=247946&page=1

I wrote it to try to explain to my wife what I am thinking and feeling after she discovered my bisexual interests. The Introduction is completely factual, but the rest of the story is my attempt to explain to her my fantasies. She and I have sometimes read my story together, then made love while talking about it. Though we may incorporate a few elements into our lovemaking (like the *very* realistic vibrating dildo that we recently purchased), I doubt if we will ever really have a threesome with another man.

Thanks also for linking it in the Best MMF Story thread! I am flattered that you felt that my story was worthy of mention here.

Again, thank you so much for your kind words!
 
I really loved your story, great. Where are you located. Send me a pm or e-mail

ethan

bicurioushubby said:
Thanks for the positive feedback about my story! I'm glad you enjoyed it.

http://english.literotica.com/stories/showstory.php?id=247946&page=1

I wrote it to try to explain to my wife what I am thinking and feeling after she discovered my bisexual interests. The Introduction is completely factual, but the rest of the story is my attempt to explain to her my fantasies. She and I have sometimes read my story together, then made love while talking about it. Though we may incorporate a few elements into our lovemaking (like the *very* realistic vibrating dildo that we recently purchased), I doubt if we will ever really have a threesome with another man.

Thanks also for linking it in the Best MMF Story thread! I am flattered that you felt that my story was worthy of mention here.

Again, thank you so much for your kind words!
 
bicurioushubby said:
Thanks for the positive feedback about my story! I'm glad you enjoyed it.

http://english.literotica.com/stories/showstory.php?id=247946&page=1

I wrote it to try to explain to my wife what I am thinking and feeling after she discovered my bisexual interests. The Introduction is completely factual, but the rest of the story is my attempt to explain to her my fantasies. She and I have sometimes read my story together, then made love while talking about it. Though we may incorporate a few elements into our lovemaking (like the *very* realistic vibrating dildo that we recently purchased), I doubt if we will ever really have a threesome with another man.

Thanks also for linking it in the Best MMF Story thread! I am flattered that you felt that my story was worthy of mention here.

Again, thank you so much for your kind words!

I just read your story....WOW!
 
bicurioushubby,

As I believe I told you, I felt your story needed to be read by more people, which is why I let them know about it here. We readers and writers of bi stories need to stick together around here, since there's no obvious category to point people in the right direction.

Samuelx,

I don't think anybody has meant to intentionally snub you, even though there's been little comment made about your stories. I know I've enjoyed your writing, at least the few of them I've managed to get around to reading, so keep it up.
 
wow ! hot ! I read the tales and they were great. Keep writing. I'm a girl living with a bisexual male and I can't get enough of these stories. I just wish mainstream fiction had them !!!!
 
I see this thread has sort of lost steam, even though the stories keep popping up. I thought I'd give this one a bump and turn attention to a story by a writer whose work I've always enjoyed. The story is "Lisa and Kurt" by jim313.

http://english.literotica.com/stories/showstory.php?id=257182

This one has the girls going to it with each other as well as the guys, so there should be something here for everyone.
 
our mfm story

well I ocnce made my sexy wife Samantha try to fullfill my fantasy but she was nervous but said she would try roleplaying a sexy slut so i had her get dressed sexy and get drunk then talked her into acting like a whore at a club she slowly got into it she picked up a young guy and I was excited to watch her tease him and act like someone else she let me talk dirty to her like I wanted to .Id call her my sexy little slut and the guy went with us to a motel and she danced for us very eroticly .I didnt know she had this in her but she told me that when she seen how much i got excited watching her she went along with it and then she gave me and the guy head then I had the guy eat her pussy as she sucked me and she got so wet then she asked me what I wanted my sexy slut to do next and I had her take turns riding our cocks she rally got off it was her first strangers cock shed ever fucked and she went wild screaming out for us to fuck her harder and to treat her like a dirty little bitch. it got me hot then as she rested and stroked the guys cock because he kept telling her how sexy she was it turned her on so she sucked him some more and I slowly shoved my cock in her ass and she didnt mind.later we all got in the shower as she was inbetween us as we carressed her body.and once we got hard again I had her bend over as I fucked her then she turned around to let the guy fuck her till we came and then we left it was hot treated her like my personal slut as i shared her making her cum lots of times and feel like a true porn slut for one time she told later that she was surprized on how she got into it and how we overwhelmed her by fondeling her body and fingering her pussy as I talked dirty to her and she loved it best when she was sucking his cock bent over and I was slamming her from behined calling her my dirty little whore it was a fun and exciting night.
 

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well, mark...

That's not *exactly* what this thread was originally created for, but that was a great story, and the pictures were fantastic. Thanks for sharing. Sam's truly a sexy lady.


Tantric:

I thought I'd try to help keep this thread going, if possible. Without a specific category for the kind of stories we're attempting to draw attention to, those of us who write/read such things need to try to point folks in the right direction when we stumble across them. It may be futile, since this sat dormant for a couple months, so maybe everybody else has lost interest... I hope not, but this is the web, after all...
 
Finding this thread has given me hope in Lit. I've written the head honchos so many times about having a bisexual section that they probably have started restraining order proceedings.

Thanks for starting the thread and as I cum across the bi stories, I'll post them here.

I have some stories that I wrote a while back under the name woodcarverII. Here's the links:

http://english.literotica.com:81/stories/showstory.php?id=119458

http://english.literotica.com:81/stories/showstory.php?id=119459

http://english.literotica.com:81/stories/showstory.php?id=119460
 
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