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This is one sweet Bi set of videos!

Bi Students
Bi, Fetish

U.S. Male and Man’s World Entertainment present this action packed bisexual orgy. These boys and girls go for a ride. See what they learn.

Note from Bifun – there are some spectacular MMF scenes in this package. All the way around good fucking experience everything from mutual cock sucking to ass fucking and pussy fucking. Worthwhile!

Scene #1 – Road trip
LENGTH :27:29
CATEGORY : Bi
Average rating – 10/10 (228 votes) :
DESCRIPTION :
The guys are out on a road trip. When they’re tired of sight seeing they get together with a bunch of girls. But these guys are very liberal, everyone is fucking everyone here.

Scene #2 – Best of both worlds
LENGTH : 21:53
CATEGORY :Bi
Average rating – 9/10 (120 votes) :
DESCRIPTION :

Why fuck only girls when your best body is always happy to jump in bed and suck your dick as well?

Scene #3 – Jock getting laid
LENGTH : 15:14
CATEGORY :Fetish
Average rating – 8/10 (181 votes) :
DESCRIPTION :

This Jock met a slut cheerleader who is very happy to put out for him. But this guy likes to experiment and lets her fuck him with a strap on.

Scene #4 – Your two best buddies
LENGTH : 17:52
CATEGORY : Bi
Average rating – 10/10 (133 votes) :
DESCRIPTION :

What do you do when you have two good fuck buddies? You fuck both of them at the same time and everyone is happy!

Direct Link: Bi Students

Bareback Bi Sex Lovers #04

4 different MMF 3somes, involving hardcore fucking and sucking, some double penetration (dp) and anal fucking, along with lots of cum shots.

Front and back cover of the movie:

Nice image from the movie – one guy is fucking her pussy and sucking the other guy’s cock at the same time.

I always like the dp shots – where one guy’s penis is in the woman’s vagina, with the other guy fucking her ass. In these, both guys can feel the other guy’s dick rubbing inside.

Below is the preview video to enjoy! Starts off with some cock sucking, then we get to see some good doggy style fucking – with a pull out and awesome cum squirt all over her back. Then some more close up fucking her pussy (he’s got great tight testicles! mmm yummy) with nice long strokes into her. Finally we get to see what she’s doing on the other side – sucking the other guy’s awesome penis. So enjoy!

If you’d like the see the full movie with all scenes, check it out:Bareback Bisexual Lovers 04

Brand new Cody Cummings 3way with Coco Velvet and Kandi Milan

See the full videos here: Enter Cody Cummings official site

Description:
Cody has been hard at work for all of his fans so when he asked us to feed him to sexy girls, we obliged by hooking him up with Kandi Milan & Cocco Velvet.

There isn’t too much plot involved in this scene, just plain, good, satisfying sex!

As Cody watches the two girls please each other, he pulls out his huge cock and gets it ready to slam both of them… Which he does like a happy dog before pull out and unloading his balls all over the place.

Enjoy!

At bifun I’ll begin re-posting older bisexual and other kink stories that I think you’ll enjoy!

No pics in these, purely reading enjoyment.

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by deirdre, 7/27/95

I could believe that it was happening since it was written up in more than one
article and featured on various TV reports: college women embracing
bisexuality–using their time away at college as an opportunity to experiment
or to develop relationships to keep them safely satisfied.  Not that I’d seen
signs of it: my campus wouldn’t be in the forefront of such trends, and most
of all, people tend to keep things like that from me.

It’s not just that I’m a straight-arrow: I seem to send out straight-arrow
signals to everyone I come in contact with.  Somehow they look at me and just
*know* I’m not a person with which to engage in questionable practices.  And
it’s ironic: yes I grew up in a conservative household, but inside, I’m not
that conservative at all.

And the idea of bisexuality intrigued me.  The idea that some of the women I
lived with were quietly pairing off.  Trying something new and different.  And
most of all, I must admit, I did feel some attraction to women.  I’d
discovered my attraction while watching some sexier scenes in movies (no, not
X-rated movies; just noticing the women in some of your plain-old R-rated
heterosexual love scenes).  Once discovered, I’d realized some fashion models
held that kind of fascination for me, and eventually I admitted to myself that
women I’d seen and knew could affect me.  Not that I’m not basically
heterosexual, but I *did* start thinking, and from all I heard, college is the
time to give it a try.

What an idea!  I mean, for me!  I *am* a straight-arrow in many ways: never
been with a man if you know what I mean; date very little.  Not really
outgoing.  And here I was, contemplating the idea of actually finding and
forming a relationship with a woman!  How would I do it?  Ask someone I knew?
I couldn’t imagine it.  Go to some obviously-Lesbian gathering?  Like a bar?

That wasn’t what I was looking for.  This was going to be hard.  One way or
another, I was going to have to overcome my natural reserve, at some point.  I
thought about all the women I knew.  I thought about what sort of person I was
interested in.  It would be nice if I found someone exactly like myself: a
woman who wasn’t outgoing and didn’t go out much, but on the inside, wasn’t as
conservative as she appeared.  Someone who I could share the experience with,
in confidence.

And the problem was, how would two such less-than-outgoing people find each
other?  Was I going to start finding quiet women and bring up the subject of a
Lesbian relationship?  And though I *know* there must be other women similar
to myself, since I don’t talk to that many people, I’d be unlikely to discover
them, and even if I did, how would I make friends with someone as reserved as
me?

I finally decided that finding and approaching another reserved woman just
wasn’t practical. I needed someone who would take the lead.  Or someone to
help me.  Set me up?  Or at least someone sympathetic that I could talk about
it to.  Someone nice, who was engaging in such a relationship.

I thought about the women I knew again.  Who was most likely to be in such a
relationship?  And again, with enough thought, I had my answer: Leslie Brown.
She was definitely outgoing.  I’d once noticed her with a woman and wondered
about the two of them, but more than that, she had the right kind of
personality for this.  She had that combination that I needed: someone who I
could feel comfortable talking to and someone who certainly would know what
was going on.

All I needed was some unobtrusive way to bring up the subject with Leslie.
After more thought, I settled on trying to casually ask her if some other pair
of women were engaging in something.  I started spending more time with her,
actually hanging on her a little, and eventually one day as we were walking
back from supper, I managed to comment on two women I’d seen together a bit.

“Rebecca and Janet?” she responded.  She looked at me for a couple of seconds
as we walked, not saying anything more.

Finally I had to fill the silence.  “I just wondered.”

I glanced at her.  She was eyeing me sidelong as we walked and she was
smiling.  At me?  It seemed like a knowing smile.  I suddenly felt a lump in
my throat.  “I know why you brought that up,” she finally said.

I fought panic for a split second, but then managed to relax.  No she didn’t.
“Never mind,” I said, afraid I was going to lose my voice or something.

“You’re thinking about doing it yourself, aren’t you?”

“No!” I sort of squeaked.

“Yes you are: you’ve wondered what it would be like but you’re too shy to
approach anyone.  Right?”

I was silent.  Stunned, actually.  This wasn’t going as I’d planned at all!
She giggled.  “You *are* pretty transparent, you know.”  I hoped not everyone
saw through me so easily!  “I’ll tell you who you should talk to.”

“Listen, I didn’t mean…”

“Yes you did.  You should talk to Sherry Davis.”  Sherry Davis.  My mind
raced.  Sherry was not a reserved person at all.  I suppose I might have
chosen to try to bring it up with *her* but she wasn’t nearly so approachable
as Leslie.  Sherry tended to make me feel more nervous.

*Why Sherry?*  I should have asked that question of Leslie right then, but I
was very nervous and when I’m nervous, I get quiet.  And I wasn’t about to
confirm Leslie’s suspicions.  Ha!  As if going mute was going to hide
anything.

Was Sherry interested in women?  *I’d* certainly had no inkling–she certainly
*was* interested in men, and didn’t lack a social life.  Me approach Sherry
about this?  No way!

I *didn’t* approach Sherry.  “Claire,” she said the next day as I passed her
dorm room.

“Yes?”  Sherry never talked to me much, but even so, I wasn’t suspicious about
anything yet.

“Come here a second.”  I came in and she closed the door behind me.  We were
alone.  Then suddenly my mind was fantasizing a conversation about me between
her and Leslie.  I was ready to die.

She smiled at me.  “Leslie tells me you’re interested in trying it with a
woman.”

I kept myself in control.  Sometimes I can act.  I badly didn’t want to stand
there like an idiot.  “She’s one to jump to conclusions,” I said, with what I
hoped was the right combination of amusement and confidence.

“Correct ones, for the most part,” answered Sherry without batting an eye.
“She knows I’ve tried it.”

I wasn’t going to bluff my way out.  I stared at Sherry, paralyzed.  And I
couldn’t help it.  Was Sherry interested in me?  Was I interested in her?
Yes, she was attractive.  She wasn’t… well, she *was* friendly in a way, but
still somehow she frightened me.  I couldn’t imagine being *comfortable*
around her.  “But she *doesn’t* know…” she continued, “that I’m already *in*
a such a relationship.”  By this time, I’m almost sure my mouth was hanging
open.  She smiled at me: a little friendlier smile than when I’d first
entered, and I felt a little more comfortable.  And evidently she *wasn’t*
going to make a pass at me.

This was the first woman I’d known who had *told* me she’d done it.  Before
this, other than some women who were definitely Lesbian, I’d had a couple of
suspicions, but never had been *sure* that the women were doing anything!  I
couldn’t help myself.  I was curious beyond belief.  “You’d like to know who,
wouldn’t you?” she said.  When, once again, I couldn’t voice my assent for
fear of looking nosey as well as being embarrassed, she went on: “Donna
Strickland.”

Donna Strickland.  Sherry was carrying on with Donna Stickland?  I didn’t know
Donna too well–on thinking of it, I realized she was probably a bit shy like
me.  It was *really* hard to believe that Donna would be involved with anyone.

Especially Sherry:  Donna was a senior!  “You don’t believe me, do you,” said
Sherry.  “Are you going to say something?” she added.

“I… Donna?”

“Yes.  Listen: look at this.”  She went to her dresser and looked through the
drawer.  “You can’t tell *anyone* about this: especially *Donna*.”  She
brought over a snapshot.  I stared at it.  It was Donna, lying on a bed.
Sherry’s bed, I realized: it was her bedspread.  Donna was up on her elbows,
smiling at the camera.  And she wasn’t wearing anything but underpants!

“You didn’t believe me, did you?” she went on.  “She’s really something: a
real wildcat once you get underneath that reserved exterior.  I wonder if
*you’re* like that?”  She paused.  “I’ll bet you are.  If I weren’t involved
with Donna, well we didn’t really promise each other anything, she’s actually
straight and some guy’ll find out what she’s *really* like some day and…”

She didn’t finish, but finally started again.  “But I’d feel funny having
*two* relationships with women at the same time, and I’m sure she’d, well, not
feel good about it…”

I was still staring at the snapshot.  Donna, lying there like that.  Donna was
*doing* what I only *thought about*.  With Sherry who was two years younger
than her!  Sherry had stopped talking and I glanced up at her.  She was
watching me.  She smiled when I looked at her.  “Can’t believe she’d pose like
that, can you?” she finally said.  “You’re really interested in this, aren’t
you?”

“I’m sorry…” I started.  I felt so nosey.

She got a far-away look on her face.  “You’d be good, I *know* it.” she
finally said, looking back at me.  “You know, we could, maybe, just one
time…”  She started approaching me.  I *knew*.  She looked calm, first a
fleeting smile, then just a concerned look on her face.  I was sitting on her
bed and she sat down next to me and took the snapshot out of my hands.

I knew what was coming.  I certainly hadn’t expected things to go like *this*.

Me and Sherry?  She smiled.  She hadn’t touched me yet.  “Relax,” she said,
“I’ll just massage your shoulders.”  She was behind me, quickly, but smoothly
and her hands were on the side of my neck.  She was actually touching me!
With sexual intent!  I’m sure I was as stiff as a statue.  She giggled a
little.  “Don’t worry, we won’t get into the whips and chains *this* time.”

I *knew* she was joking.  I *must* have known.  “You didn’t *believe* me, did
you?” she finally said, laughing.  “But listen, we *have* tried *this*.”
She’d hopped up and was in her drawer again.  She held up a pair of handcuffs!

I stared.  Donna Strickland playing with handcuffs with Sherry!  What did they
do?  Did Sherry handcuff her?  In a moment, she was sitting behind me again,
once again working on my neck.  “Wondering about pretty little Donna?” she
finally said.  “You’d be surprised…”

“Listen, I don’t know about this…” I finally said, finding my voice.

“I said, *relax*,” she returned.  She didn’t stop.  “*You* wanted to try it,
and you *know* that nervous as you are, you’ll be just as nervous another
time.”  She was good with my neck.  And my shoulders.  Then her hands were
holding my shoulders, gently but firmly and she kissed the back of my neck.
No one had ever kissed me there before.  For some reason, I thought about her
kissing Donna like that.  Seducing Donna like that their first time.

And that was the beginning of it.  Last night, I sat leaning against the wall
at the head of Sherry’s bed.  Between my legs sat Donna, leaning back against
me, her back against my body.  We were both completely naked and I had my
hands around her, holding her around the waist.  No, not on her breasts.  I
felt a momentary shaking of her body with nervousness and anticipation.  She
held he breath.  It was so amazing to be holding Donna like that.  Our bodies
pressed together.  Sherry stood in front of us, wearing just her bra and
underpants.  She smiled at us.  She was holding the handcuffs.  She climbed
onto the bed, right in front of Donna, who watched her approach.  Donna’s body
trembled.