Erotic Lesbian Short Stories Novels & Stories

Trigger warning: Stage Rape content. Please, if you're too sensitive to noncon-con, or it's not your fetish, I'd suggest you jump to the next story. This is brutally unapologetic. Much love from my end 💖 Theme: Rape fetish, magic, freeze and fuck, bestie fantasy, multiple orgasm, masturbation... AMAYA.

The way her breath had caught when I touched her last week, the soft swell of her mound under my gloved fingers, the faint sheen of arousal I’d seen between her thighs when she thought I wasn’t looking. I leaned against the wall in the private room, unzipped my jeans, and pulled myself out. Thick and already leaking. The head flushed dark, a bead of precum sliding down the underside. I wrapped my fist around the base and stroked once—slow, deliberate—picturing her on my table again. Soft curves. Full tits straining against her bra. That delicate flush creeping up her neck when I’d said her skin took the lines beautifully. I remembered the others: Claire, married ten years, wedding band flash

This time, he didn't slow down as her breathing quickened and her inner muscles began to flutter. He sealed his lips around her clit, sucking gently while his fingers continued their relentless pace. The combination of pressure, suction, and penetration was overwhelming. "Felix—" Wendy gasped, her fingers tightening in his hair. "I'm going to—" "Do it...Let go for me," he commanded against her sensitive flesh. Her release crashed through her with unexpected intensity, her back arching as pleasure radiated through her body. Waves of ecstasy pulsed outward from her core, making her entire body tremble.

Not because I didn't desperately want to kiss Charlotte, but I was too nerve-wracking that I thought I might run or puke. My mind screamed, 'don't risk it, Darci', but my heart screamed 'just do it, you fool!'. I had been a fool many times, and I had also taken risks. And I was still doing just fine. What else to fear? I took a deep breath like I was about to dive underwater and lunged forward -really fast before I chickened out. My lips touched hers like two marshmallows pressed together. I never knew that the lips of someone you like can be instantly addictive. I parted my mouth and held Charlotte's face in my hands for more pressure.

Lucy held off for as long as she could, but with Linda kissing her and massaging her clit, and him fucking her from behind, it wasn't going to be very long. "I'm going to cum!" she finally cried out. Becky slipped under her and replaced Linda's fingers with her tongue. Lucy yelled and started shaking uncontrollably. Linda pulled him away from Lucy and wrapped his dick in her large black breasts. She slid her breasts up and down on his dick until he came. The first jet of his cum hit her in the face, but the rest covered her breasts. He still loved the contrast in the color of his cum and her dark skin. He fell onto the bed and caught his breath. He noticed that Becky was still lying under Lu

she cursed through gritted teeth, almost shouting. Giggling at her request, I slowly increased my efforts on her clít, my lips finding her nípple again, pushing her to new heights. Elowen's body was pure flame, all desire, and at that second nothing else mattered except her and me. Me fúcking her. Showing her the incredible joys and séxuality of lésbian séx, something that would inevitably change her. My eyes were fixed on her body as I watched her climax beginning to build, marveling at the level of her intensity and passion, wanting the moment to never end.

My muscles are taut as I try not to get my cock into her pussy like I want to. Layla rubs her tits against my face, moaning and shuddering as the orgasm crashes into her. Her pussy gushes against my thigh, her release all over me. Everything becomes quiet in that moment, till it’s just her breathing mingling with mine. Maybe this isn’t so bad. Maybe I could give in to this power that we’ve created, and it would be okay after. She wants me too. I could show her what big, bad Daddies do to their little girls. But a flash of lightning illuminates the pink in her hair.

I let her down, only to flip her around. A sharp gasp escaped her lips, as I slammed her against the wall one more time. She told me to show her, that was exactly what I intended to do. Her breasts and cheek pressed on the wall, while I lifted her legs and slowly slid into her. “Ouuuuw…” she cried out, her voice restrained from how she was pressed on the wall. For some reason, I got hotter, my senses all slipping, my wolf almost taking over. All that mattered was fucking her cunt until she couldn't move them, until the damn pheromones stopped wrapping around me like some kind of cage. I moved my hips, slowly at first.

Pushing my hips forward, I slowly began grinding against his face, head thrown back due to ecstasy. He groaned against my clit, the vibration sending waves of pleasure ripping through me. He pressed his tongue deeper, sucking and flicking me with practiced strokes. My fingers tangled into his hair, pulling him close. Ethan had removed my gown now, such that it was hunched up at my waist and my nipples were bare, standing proudly under the dim kitchen lights. His large hand moved to caress my left breast before taking the other bud into his mouth. The dual sensation made me let out a loud moan.

"When I was browsing a bookshop recently, I came across this. It was being sold openly. The illustrations inside are deeply improper, and the woman depicted in them is my cousin." It was an erotic picture book. The woman's face was never shown, yet her poses were overtly seductive, and a rose-shaped birthmark was on her waist. Eleanor frowned. "What is this? How do you know the woman in these pictures is Charlotte?" Yvonne's voice rang out clearly across the hall. "Because my cousin has the exact same rose birthmark on her waist." The room erupted. Every pair of eyes turned toward me, and the looks on their faces said everything. One moment away from becoming Crown Princess, and now this. Ho