Erotic Lesbian Seduction Novels & Stories

I shooed her away and got back to my work but she still wouldn't budge. "And I still have a lot of things to say!" "Like what?" I crossed my hands and faced her. I have no choice but to listen to all her stories or else she will keep pestering me even in my sleep. Been there, done that. "The Alpha is coming to the banquet. Everyone thinks he's going this year because of his mate," she exclaimed, always so energetic because of the news she heard. Is it a good news, though? "And?" "Well, I heard the Alpha is handsome as hell. If he really is that handsome, then I won't mind being cursed!" She shrieked while I rolled my eyes. Here we go again. Her and her obsession with handsome men.

She lowered her head and put out her tongue to lick the tip. She wanted to do the same thing to him. If he was that wild to eat and lick her thing then why can't she try it on him? She wanted to make him experience the same pleasure. "Damn, Sam! Aghhh! Ahhh!" His hands are already gripping her hair. She moved her tongue in a circular motion while licking the tip of his manhood. She made it wet with saliva as both hands move up and down. She was licking it as if she was licking a melted ice cream that was sliding down the cone.

She was now sitting on Declan's lap, which allowed him free access to her core via the vibrator he was manipulating inside her while lip-lapping her aroused breasts. "Who's tastier and better, huh? Tell me Margaux! Tell me!" Declan then performed a quick rotation and exit-entry into her now salivating tunnel. "Say it! Fuck!" Margaux can't even say anything because she just howled loudly, followed by the hissing of her sweet juices from within, but Declan didn't stop. "I don't mind if you can't walk again tomorrow; just remember that this is your punishment for having sex with that jerk Dexter....Fuck it!"

“Someone you’d never suspect. And someone who will strike when we least expect it. Kane’s network… is only the beginning. The real betrayal is yet to come.” Isabella shivered, not from the cold, but from the realization that danger, desire, and deception were entwined in a deadly dance—and that every move she made could cost her life, Damian’s, or Valentina’s. The city below glittered, oblivious, serene, and beautiful. But inside the Moretti estate, shadows moved, secrets festered, and betrayal lingered, waiting for the perfect moment to strike. And Isabella knew this truth: in the world of seduction and strategy, no one was untouchable, no secret safe, and no heart truly secure.

Derus quickly released his grip as he rubbed it against Giselle's womanhood. "Derus, let me serve you," Giselle seductively whispered as she rubbed herself against Derus, voluntarily kissing him. "Arrghhhh... I want to put it inside you," Derus said out of frustration between their kisses. "Not yet," Giselle whispered. She really did not want his part of his body to get inside her. Through her techniques and expert touch, Derus fell into her seductive charm. Giselle kissed Derus's neck, biting, licking, leaving marks. And every time she did it, Derus couldn't help but groan.

I pulled him off from his seat to the dance floor. I danced through the rhythm, moving my body in a seductive manner as I twerk on him, making him touch every part of my body without hesitation. Things between us started getting heated and I know he too felt it too, the budge evident on his pants tells me so. I took his hand to grope my ass as I pressed my boobs to his chest, taking my feet inches high and whispering into his ear, “I want you to fuck me so hard that I forget that this world exist” I kissed his neck, drawing him into my temptation, he smacked my ass in agreement as he pulled me into the best kiss I have ever had.

Ereshia’s hands joined the dance, one sliding between Chloe’s legs to part her further, the other reaching up to cup her breast, her thumb brushing her nipple until it peaked, tight and aching. Chloe’s body arched off the tub, her cries raw and unfiltered, her voice breaking as she teetered on the edge. Ereshia’s mouth worked her with a precision that bordered on cruelty, her supernatural touch amplifying every sensation, pushing Chloe closer and closer. Her fingers slipped inside, her tongue never faltering, her movements synchronized to drive Chloe over the brink.

Before I can answer, she swings one leg over, lowering herself onto my mouth. I freeze. “Wait—I—” “Lick,” she orders gently, settling against me. “Be good.” “I—fuck—” My words drown against her heat, her slickness smearing over my lips. Her taste floods me, heady, dizzying. “Good boy,” she moans, rocking against my mouth. Selene slams her hips down harder, making me groan into Eris. “Yes,” she purrs. “Moan for me.” The men circle closer, voices low, taunting.

, His erotic words made me to feel more wet. “Am gonna make you forget that she has been here”, l gave him my best attempt at a seductive smile and then I began to lift my hips. Idris’s head fell back and his eyes closed as l slowly began to ride him with my hands braced on his firm chest. We became lost in our Oblivion of everything around us in those moments.

My Lesbian Girlfriend (3) “On your knees,” I said, “I want to see how wet you are for me.” Elira didn’t need asking twice and knelt in front of me, her face buried in the pillows as she wiggled her ass and pussy. “So pretty,” I said, spreading her wide and trailing my fingers over her soaking lips. I could tell from her little gasps she was more than ready and I didn’t make her wait, delving my tongue between her folds, enjoying the sweet taste of her desire.