Fictional Lesbians Novels & Stories

“No, no she did not.” “I’m not surprised,” Pam sighed. It was no secret among the lesbian community that being the first to have a relationship with a woman who had formally been heterosexual was risky, at best. Many women are just there to sample the other side of life before deciding to go back to their male counterparts. This was something that weighed heavily on Fiana. She found it difficult to believe that Pam had not been with a man, other than the rape, and had only fooled around lightly with her schoolmate and friend.

“We are so much more than that.” Cassandra stepped forward and gently tilted Lily’s chin up, forcing her to meet those hypnotic crimson eyes. “We are the Crimson Sisterhood. Ancient. Eternal. We have walked this earth for centuries, feeding on desire and blood. We are lesbian vampires, my sweet pledge. And we choose only the most delicious, innocent girls to join us.” Lily’s heart hammered. She should have been terrified. She should have run. Instead, a strange heat bloomed low in her belly. Her nipples tightened against her dress. A trickle of wetness dampened her panties.

His other hand stayed locked at her waist, keeping her pinned exactly where he wanted her. Larissa’s lips parted on a shaky exhale. The room still spun in lazy, drunken circles, but his voice was low and rough, nothing like Finn’s. She didn’t want to know if it wasn’t Finn, she just wanted the fantasy to hold just a little longer. “Please…”

Though he has stopped monitoring the island every moment… The world that was crazed with digitalization had finally learnt to take a break, to talk, to love, to feel, to unplug but how long this change will last only future can tell…. Authors note: I hope you enjoyed reading Fictitious Reality. It often becomes difficult to distinguish between Fiction and Reality. In such times we should not panic. We should use our wit and reasoning to make the right judgement. Do let me know what you think about this book through COMMENTS and REVIEWS.

To cover her nervousness, she asked the handsome librarian why he has to share a table with her. “Aren’t we supposed to be together as much as we can?” he remarked, trying to remind her of their fake relationship. At first, So Eun was confused and didn’t understand. Hyuk Soo helped her remember by mentioning her past intention of wanting to help him get rid of unwanted attention from those scary girls. He clearly was trying to take advantage of the situation, saying they should make it even more believable. This awoke So Eun’s curiosity, who wondered if what she has done wasn’t enough to repel those girls.

She finished off her glass of wine in a single gulp and Lisa poured her some more. "I'm fairly certain," I said, looking up at her from between her legs. "Another slave recently told me sexual orientation is not about who you fuck, it's about who you want to fuck. Since she preferred cunt all the time, she considered herself a lesbian. Since I would prefer cock, I'm heterosexual." "If you just started, how did you become so good?"

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.

Being a lesbian is not a bad thing Maya Been a lesbian was not really a bad thing I have been trying hard to hide my feelings, but it's got worsen when moon makes him is friend, she got no time for me as before, it's killing me, we hardly see at school, expect been at home, I loved her, my feelings were sincere it's pure, I just want her love not her body like that bastard, I know he is only after her body he will never love her like I do

Psyche showed her sisters all sorts of magnificent riches and made sure they enjoy their luxurious stay. But when they started mentioning the whereabouts and the identity of her partner, she invented an impromptu story that her lover was a handsome young man whose cheeks were still smooth without a beard and chest still soft but warm with a love for her.