Best Lesbian Fiction Novels & Stories

I bit my lips softly, leaning my weight back into my dressing chair. I loved lesbian books and p**n so much that I had secretly wanted to be a lesbian adult actor. “Yes Mummy,” the second female lead moaned. Slurpy gliding sound of wet pussies brushing over each other resounded loudly into my ears. I wanted so badly to be a part of this. I sorted my legs high on my table, pushing off the distracting book that laid on my way with my right leg. It landed face down with a loud thud. I didn’t care.

I was a lesbian, but I was a virgin lesbian all because the only girl I’d ever wanted was the one I couldn’t have. Until tonight. Her boyfriend Liam had cheated on her. Not just cheated… he had fucked her roommate in their own bed and sent Lucinda the video like the arrogant prick he was. When she called me crying, I didn’t even think twice. I picked her up, brought her straight to the club to get her mind off it… and quietly sent three of my guys to handle Liam. By now they were probably teaching him what happens when you hurt someone I care about.

Before the cold water could even touch his body, his dick was standing again. And so he bent her over the sink and fucked get again, this time much longer than the first time. It was the best fuck of his life! T. B. C!!

THE END🥳❤️ THE END OF BURNING PASSION 🥳❤️ Thank you for reading and supporting this novel, if you enjoyed this erotic collection then it’s a must to read my second book “SINFUL DESIRES”, it can be found on any book platform and unlike this book, Sinful Desires are short short stories , so just sit back and enjoy a short blissful erotic stories THANK YOU AGAIN❤️!!

The dimly lit loft pulsed with a low, sensual hum, velvet curtains drawn to shield the night outside, the air thick with perfume and anticipation. I stood near the bar, my silk dress clinging to my skin, the fabric teasing my curves as I surveyed the room, my adventurous spirit drawn to the whispered rumors of this exclusive gathering. 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.

Anna kept licking me through every wave until I was shaking and oversensitive, almost whimpering. She uncuffed one wrist, rolled us, and pulled me on top of her so our wet cunts pressed together. She gripped my ass hard and forced the friction, our clits sliding with every deep grind of our hips. We moved against each other, kissing messily, until I came a third time, grinding down, and she followed with a low broken sound against my neck. Anna traced a slow line down my stomach, her fingers still shiny with me. “You’re still going to write the story, aren’t you?”

I couldn’t remember the last time a man checked her out. She continued to sip her drink as Alisa returned to the seat next to me. Let’s go.” I took Lisa by the hand and walked toward what they called the Cloud Room. It was a massive space with nearly twenty king beds When I pushed open the French doors leading to the space, Lisa let out a gasp. “They're really getting it in here!”

Daniel. ** I yelped as he plunged in deep inside of me. "Daniel!! Please stop! Am begging you. Don't do this to me." I cried as he forced his self into me again. But he was just too deaf to hear my cries. I pleaded with him but he didn't listen. He groaned in pleasure while I cried in pain. His thrusts were rough and I couldn't bear anything other than pain. Sorrow washed through me. Everyone was watching. He had his way. He raped me. My bestfriend. Some one i trust so much. I begged him. He still did it.

“Now ruin it.” He withdrew until just the tip remained, then slammed back in. A brutal, punishing thrust. Leila screamed, her nails digging into the leather. He set a relentless, rough pace, each drive a claim, each withdrawal a tease. The slap of his hips against her ass filled the room, a lewd percussion to their choked moans and filthy talk. “You like this?” he grunted, pistoning into her. “You like getting your ass fucked by a gay man?” “I love it!” she shrieked, pushing back against him. “Your cock is so deep! I can feel it in my guts!”

Isabella's POV. I slipped out of the rectory just after midnight, my legs barely able to carry me. Every step sent fresh reminders through my body. My pussy was swollen and tender, still leaking Father Lucian’s thick cum. My ass throbbed with a deep, filthy ache from how many times he had taken me there tonight. My nipples were sore from his mouth, my neck marked with faint bruises, and my thighs sticky with the evidence of hours of intense, sinful fucking.