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"Being a lesbian is a wonderful thing. Besides, none of us are really lesbians, we are simply bi." "Bi what?" "By choice. We can make love to anyone on the face of this earth and truly enjoy it. We are lucky. Now please get back to eating my pussy." "Oh," I said, lashing Arora's pussy with my tongue. Being below Arora's pussy had an advantage. All the pussy juices drained directly from her pussy, down into my mouth. I found myself swallowing convulsively as my mouth filled with savory juice. I lapped it up, sucked it from her pussy, and played with her clit, all in a choreographed symphony of movements. I loved being a lesbian. Arora had such a sweet pussy.

Catarina smiled like a knife, her violet lips, crimson eyes, and bronzy skin shining like a wind chime. Catarina's sleek, proud black hair cut like a blade across her face, and the Aswang Queen smirked, winking at Ambrosio. "Men can't tell time, Ambrosio. Always waging war, instead of keeping peace like us women. That is why the humans of Mindanao and Domminga Mountain valleys used their warrior shaman to forbid the offerings of babies to us as servants, and why those miscreants Aswang feast upon pregnant fetuses. To not embrace change, dear Ambrosio..." Catarina sighed, petting a stray tarsier. "Is to die. And Ikapati, she does not want her daughters and sons to die."

"I mean, it wasn't obvious, even you, I didn't—" "Yea," she cut me off, still smiling. "When it comes to bisexuals and lesbians, you wouldn't easily see it by just looking at us." "I have to look deep within?" She nodded, "Hmm. But, there are also some bisexuals and lesbians who are very vocal about their gender identities, so you would easily know if they are one or not. And there are also some who keep their sexual identities secret. You know, there are still some people especially religious ones whose minds are not open enough for us."

She smiled, "wooow.. you know all that?" I sighed not trying to think about last night and me on my laptop going through these stupid lesbian groups on F******k. They were full of shitty narrow minded people who thought they were real lesbians because they didn't have kids or sleep with a man.. I looked at Meagan, "makes me wonder if they even know what a lesbian is? Coz they make it about sex and kids forgetting that we are females regardless of our sexuality and females pop out children." Meg laughed, "eat and preach at the same time..."

Emily might be on to another woman crush by next week, who knows? Jane brushed a strand of hair from Lucy's face, which never failed to make Lucy blushed. They smiled at each other again. "Sorry we're late!" Emily burst out into the room. Heather had a load of books in her arms. "What do you have with you?" Jane asked. "And please don't tell me it's one of the lesbian pulp fictions again." "But Odd Girl Out was so good!" Emily protested. Lately, the former president of Loser Club had been digging into the genre a bit too deep.

She asked, her voice velvety and smooth. "A glass of whiskey for all of us." Selena replied, her perfect manicure fingers intervening on the counter. "Ofcourse, miss." She nodded and went off to get our glasses. "Are girls always that pretty in the bars?" Linda asked making me chuckle. "Definitely, they're perfection." Selena sighed in pleasure. "Damn, shut your lesbian ass." Linda shook her head in amusement. "Babe, its bi, not lesbian." She tsked. "And suddenly I'm not straight." I winked at Selena who licked her lips in response, her hand circling around my bare waist. "You both, just stop." Linda poked her cheek with her tongue.

I’d explored my desires before, but the promise of a lesbian orgy—a tangle of women lost in pleasure—ignited a wildfire in my core, my pussy tingling with eager curiosity as the first guests arrived. They emerged from the shadows, a group of women exuding confidence and desire. The leader, a tall brunette with piercing green eyes, moved with a commanding grace, her leather corset accentuating her full breasts. Beside her, a petite blonde with a mischievous smile adjusted her lace lingerie, her gaze locking onto mine. A curvy redhead with a sultry laugh joined, her hands already roaming her own body, while a fourth, a muscular woman with short black hair, watched with a hungry intensity. Toge

VANCE'S POV WHILE in the last line of what Wena was saying I stepped closer to Clodeth but Quenie preceded me to approach there. Quenie confronted Clodeth and gave her a loud slap. We were all surprised. Oh no, these women are really robbing me of the scene. Come on girls! It's my time to shine! “I’m a lesbian,” Queenie said. "Ten percent of our members in the sorority are lesbians. As our leader, is that what you would say? Is that what we hear from you? How can you lead us well if you hate those like us?"

Oh, so you wanna play hard to get, I thought to myself with a smirk. I look down her body, medium perky breasts rested on her bodycon black dress. A small waist, thick, juicy ass. She was not very tall either and had long black hair I couldn't wait to pull on and those juicy thick thighs I could already imagine diving in between. "Put her drinks on my tab," I said to the bartender who handed her a dry martini "No, I've got it," she says to the bartender. "I insist," I said turning to her. Flashing her my panty dropping smile that always had the ladies on their knees, sucking on my dick.

Tasha warned. When they say to their bidding, they don't mean respect them; or be loyal to them only. They are a set of bisexual girls. They have been sending me random letters and stalking me to be part of their cruel scheme because they love my body! Can you imagine these, girls? "One week to agree to us if not," they trailed off and began to walk away. I gazed at their backs before shaking my head. They must be really crazy, and besides, the last thing I want to do is get myself involved with lesbians.