Bisexual Relationships

ALL CHARACTERS IN THIS STORY ARE FICTIONAL.  ANY SIMILAR NAMES, IDEAS, OR SITUATIONS ARE SIMPLY A COINCIDENCE.  THIS STORY CONTAINS MATTER SUCH AS YOUNG SEX AND SO ON.  YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.  So with that in mind, enjoy 🙂

-Madison’s POV-

I awoke to find Sara lying on the other side of the couch.  I looked at the clock, and I realized we had been asleep for about twenty minutes.  I tapped her on the shoulder and whispered for her to get up.
“That was FUN!” she said excitedly.  I rolled my eyes, though I had to agree.
“We gotta do that again sometime.”  I said.
“Well, my parents won’t be back for the rest of the weekend.  Maybe we can.”  she replied.
I sighed.  We stared at each other.  “Does this make us lesbians?”  Sara asked.
“Do you like boys still?”  I asked.
“Yeah.”
“Then we’re not lesbians, we’re bisexual.”
“What’s that?”
“It means we like both boys and girls.”
“Cool!  I’m a bisexual!”
I, yet again, rolled my eyes.

*That night*

-Sara’s POV-

Maddi and I had our clothes on again, because sleeping in the nude meant nearly freezing to death.  We popped a movie into the DVD player and sat back to watch.  We sat side by side, with our shoulders touching.  About halfway through the movie, I shivered.  My nipples were rock hard.

I started to feel them through the thin fabric of my button-up pajama shirt.  I flicked them, and moaned.  Maddi looked at me with a “what the fuck?” look, until she saw where my hands were.  She giggled.  “You didn’t tell me you had started.  Want some help?”  she said with a sly smile.  I saw a twinkle in her eyes that told me she had something planned.

We paused the movie, and I started to undo my top.  She undid hers, and out burst my favorite pair of boobs.  Ever.  Once mine was off we started to play with our dark brown nipples.  Without warning, she leaned over and lightly bit my right nipple, sending waves of pleasure through my body.