Fictional Lesbians Novels & Stories

Not a very single of her relatives had seen her friend, she always go to New York alone and don't want a companion to travel with her there. Because the truth is she's actually a lesbian. She lied that she can't produce a children even tho she is the only daughter out of 4 siblings and the youngest among them. She's been dating an American girl she met on 1940 and they were both nurses and medics during the outbreak of the World War II. In fact, she was against the rule of prohibiting homosexuality in the family, but rule is rule, but according to her, "Her is Her". Now that she's the only sibling left, she's planning to change the rule, but she won't do that until she won't find a family me

I am a woman with fiery eyes who likes to sit in the dark and watch men lust after her I am Adaobi's lover and incomplete half with zero feelings and emotions I am the one that makes her enjoy every moment of her life that seems like it will never come to an end I am a Lesbian. I fought during World War II, bashing teeth and breaking bones I led my armies into a crushing parade without looking at the faces of my victims I made many men enjoy lustful pleasure in women's temple while I shifted my groin in an inappropriate manner I am a Murderer. I have been in many forms and have existed for a long time in this world I have drowned my lust in many vaginas and have broken many virginities I am

While the teen lesbian party was taking place Mother was entertaining two other lesbian women and they watched us at play before retiring to Mother’s grand sex boudoir for an afternoon of sexual pleasure. Both women had military experience and had come to give advice for Mother as she planned to form her own army of lesbian warriors. One of the women was a big powerfully built butch lesbian with strong bulging muscles. Meanwhile the schoolgirl orgy was in full swing with panting and screaming girls playing all over the gardens. As Emily worked my clit I felt the shuddering as an orgasm wracked my body and Emily squealed with pleasure as a jet of pussy juice erupted into her mouth. I squirted

I crossed my fingers because I knew Nicholas was going to be very angry. I put my head in my palms, thinking about what I had just done. I was so horny and desperate for intimacy and solace that I had slept with a rogue, not just any rogue I had engaged in lesbianism? Gosh! I was not a lesbian. This kingdom hated lesbians. If they ever found out I was one then I was done for. Damn…I was so fucking stupid. I felt great, yes! I had the best blowjob of my life and the way she fondled my boobs..mmmm...

Demeter said, "You must be so sad and miserable from being starved and confined in that dark palace below." Persephone quickly and vehemently shook her head. "No, mother, no really. There are so many things in the boundless Underworld to explore. During my time there, I have seen so many fascinating people and places. There is the Pool of Memory that rests under the shade of a white poplar tree. The pool shows the aspect of memory in physical forms for those who miss their loved ones. Then there's the Vale of Mourning for those who died of broken heart. Also, the Acherusian Lake where the souls would cry out to those they had wronged, asking for forgiveness..."

And now she knew that, despite not being interested in Dana herself, I had a weakness for the idea of the two of them dyking out. Either when we were having sex or to tease me into having sex, my babe described all sorts of lesbian acts involving herself and her sister. I wasn't sure if what she told me was a recollection of past events between them or just some hot incestuous fantasy she concocted at the moment, but I didn't care. My reactions to Deb's tales were always very enthusiastic. It was insanely hot to pound my girlfriend's pussy or ass while listening to her murmur about the two of us fucking her twin sister and making her service us like a good bisexual slut. That was hands down

"The best friend i kissed, she's a lesbian. To learn about her sexuality, I did a little research and started reading Yaoi and Yuri comics and I liked it." Leah stood up from Carlos and took the seat beside me and intertwined our hands together and asked, "You read Yuri too? Which one do you like the most?" Carlos asked, "What's a Yuri?" I said, "You know that yaoi is two boys, right? Like that, Yuri is two girls." "Two girls? Leah sit beside me." Leah, "Why? I want to talk to Bella. We have a lot to share." I smiled and patted her head asking, "Why are you so cute?"

She ground into me as she moaned into his mouth and he stiffened now hard again into my bottom. With a shuddering heave and a muffled howl, she shoved somehow even more onto my fingers and orgasmed, gushing into my hand. It was better than I could ever have possibly imagined during all of our teasing talks. Feeling a woman shudder below my hand like that was as breathtaking as if I'd come myself. I was astonished realizing that. I had no idea. For the first time in my life, lesbians made perfect sense. * "Oh, I fuck married people all the time, you know? But never just husbands or wives. Only together. A girl has to have standards, you know."

“What do you mean by that?” "Lipstick lesbian means, they are lesbian but wearing usual lady-like." I nodded at what she said. I didn't know that was my lesbian identity. All I know is being a lesbian is that a woman wearing a man’s clothes and acting like a man. "Welcome to the club!" She hugs me after her congratulatory speech. When she broke her hug with me it was as if we were even closer to each other. The two of us lost our shyness until we gradually became comfortable.

"I just wanted to say I appreciated the kind words you said about my sister. I know my family has been rough on her and I'm glad she has someone like you to love. It means a lot to me." "She's very dear to me and I meant every word from the depths of my heart." I kissed her cheek and we started to move again. "Wait! Can I ask you a question?" "Of course," I said, shrugging my shoulders to the others to ease any impatience. "Ask away." "What's it like to make love to a woman?" Not the question I was expecting at that moment. "That's not a question with a simple answer," I replied. "You're certainly at the right place to find out. Most of the women here are lesbians, or bi-sexual, and would be