Fictional Lesbians Novels & Stories

“If possible, I need a lesbian.” “What do you need her for?” “I need a female out of my way. I need someone to help me out.” “Can you explain more?” “I said I have a female who can’t understand that I want nothing to do with her. I want someone to act as my girlfriend so she can leave me alone.” “Why a human?” “I need to make sure she’s unaware of who I am or the people around me. It’s safer that way.” “And a lesbian? Afraid you might fall if it’s a real female?”

'' Said Tala softly. Luna let out a sigh and went to get ready for bed thinking too herself. Well shit I messed this up big time! but she doesn't seem to know. Has she never seen a werewolf, or maybe she just never knew that our eyes turn color when we turn. Does she know we exist? If so I wonder what she thinks of us. Is she afraid, predajust. Should I run from her and just stick to other wolves like my family says. They are going to be so angry when they find out I am gay let alone find out I'm dating an human ( not knowing that Tala had her own secrets)

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.

Chapter 15 (Lesbian x Threesome.) Mia’s POV I don’t even know how to start this without sounding like a complete mess. Maybe because I am. Lori and I were walking across the hallway that afternoon with our fingers intertwined as we were laughing loudly about some stupid article in that Teenage magazine she swears by even though I had no interest in them. She said they were something about pastel nails, bbls and the biggest tea about the top power lesbian couples.

I whimpered, "Please Krissy I..." I stopped when after kissing my thigh, Krissy sat up and laughed, "Calm down Keri, we're not going to lesbian rape you, we're not into girls." She paused. "Of course we did have to lick each other's pussies In front of the rest of the sisters to get in." "I faked my orgasm." Laurie said grinning. "Sure you did." Krissy rolled her eyes. "Please let me go." I whispered pathetically.

I said, rubbing my nose. "We brought you in where it was quieter," Liv said. I looked around. I was in a bedroom, sitting on a couch against the wall, opposite the bed. It was nice and quiet, cool too. It was a good place to sleep. Maybe they would rape me while I was asleep. That would be pleasant, I decided. Did that make me a lesbian? "Are you girls really lesbians?" I asked. "Yes, we are," Liv said, moving closer. I suddenly realized that we were all dressed in nothing but bras and panties.

I was relieved to see there were no men here, at least if there was going to be a man he should be gay and we all agreed to that. We were six. Cindy Bellman, Aisha Mohammed, Drew Finch, Jessica Boston, Lexi Hale, and me. We were just six beautiful ladies who loved to talk about our favorite books and rant about how JK Rowling is a bitch for her transphobic tweets. Sometimes we'd just go out to have some fun. We weren't just a book club we were a sisterhood. Lexi's mystery thriller novel will be out next month and I'm so happy for her, there's no room for jealousy or spite because as women who moan over hot fictional characters like Christian Grey we can not bash each other all we have is lov

Nicole stroked Maryam’s hair as she delivered a monologue. “You asked why the killings so let me entertain with the last story you’ll be hearing,” Nicole said with a shrug before she continued: “My darling Muhammad, I’ve a thing for beautiful ladies. I guess you can call me a lesbian. The problem that comes with being a lesbian here in Nigeria is not just the rejection but the exposure and stigmatization. Whenever I make advances towards some ladies, I do succeed but sometimes I’m met with rejection and left embarrassed. It just doesn’t end with the rejections and embarrassments because some threaten to expose me just like all my victims,” Nicole said regretfully.

A special train where women went to be molested. Now, Kristen didn't want to turn her mother and best friend into whores. They were faithful women who only had lesbian sex when away from their men. But they were both fully supportive of their men having sex with sluts. (Of course, for Kristen, this was all in the fictional universe she was writing about.) So she sits down and begins to pen the next story. Reality was not about to get in the way of writing something hot. Not on Kristen's perverse watch. * * *

"Sleep beside me and stop asking questions," "Beside you?" "Yeah, it's your bed after all," he said and she swallowed her saliva in fear. What if he tried to do something. Besides, he is a man. "I can't sleep beside you!" "Why? It's your bed after all," "I can't sleep beside a man and that's it!" "I searched everything about you Miss Paige Williams and I found out that you were once a seductress," She widened her eyes in shock. No one knew about her being a seductress except Shelby, her mother who is at the brothel and Charlotte. Those are the people that knew of her being a seductress.