First Lesbian Seduction Novels & Stories

"You mean I, as a free person, could ask them for sex and they can't refuse, as long as you have no problem with it, like the men today." "That would be a true statement." "Do you care if I try?" I smiled at her. "If I didn't care about the men, do you think I care about you?" "Do you care which one I ask?" "Either or both, no problems. Have you ever been with a woman before?" "Never." "So this would be a first for you, an experiment, so's to speak." "Yes." "I suggest you ask them to seduce you," I said. "They can speed through the process of getting you off, or they can really take their time and make you appreciate it."

She squeezed my ass, then slipped one hand between my thighs, rubbing me through my soaked panties. “So wet already,” she murmured against my lips. “Have you ever been with a woman before, Lila?” I shook my head, breathing hard. “Good,” she said with a wicked smile. “Then I get to be your first.” She pushed me gently backward until my hips hit the dining table. With one smooth motion, she lifted me onto it, spreading my legs wide. She pulled my panties aside and dragged two fingers through my slick folds. “Such a pretty pussy,” she purred.

Freya asked, feeling a bit shy. "No, I mean seductive loungewear. Silks. Lace. Things that look effortless but make him stay awake at night thinking about you," Anastasia explained. "But here is the most important part: Make him crave you. Make him want you, and then... starve him. Men love the chase, Freya. They like women who are confident and seductive, but they hate it when it’s too easy. If you give it to him on a silver platter, he’ll think you’re cheap. You have to be a prize he has to win."

“We’ve been dancing with danger for months, Isabella. Now, it’s time to wield it as a weapon.” Her heart raced—not just from fear, but from the adrenaline and undeniable desire that surged between them whenever danger and strategy intertwined. “Then we do it,” she said firmly. “But we do it smart. And together.” The first step of their plan was the engagement reception’s aftermath—a gathering of key allies in the Moretti empire. Isabella and Damian presented themselves as vulnerable, displaying a calculated openness while secretly monitoring every word, every glance, every subtle motion. Valentina, standing close beside Isabella, whispered, “This feels like a trap waiting to happen.”

he sighed, surrendering, while mechanically rearranging his messy hair into the same messy look. “Seems like the big bad wolf is putty in my hands,” I teased while grabbing a fistful of his thin dress shirt, brining him closer to me so his lips would go back on mine. A disturbingly arousing growl was all the answer I was given before he made sure to show me just how much I, too, was affected by him. This was an alpha’s seduction, baby, and alphas do not fail.

He just realized that the woman needed him more than Daniella ever was, and he would do everything to stay close to her. “Hmmm let me think about it,” she replied and moved closer to him. The first step in seducing someone was to use the sense of touch. Casually, she touched his biceps and lingered there for a moment and whispered, “Let me take a shower first,” before she distanced herself from Gerald.

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.

I am about to get back up to hit him when I am surprised by his arms, changing the position of my body, my naked back facing him as my belly tastes the cold of the catwalk floor. A slap across my ass was perfect to reheat me and debut the consummation of our passion. With his hands firmly on my body, Adam followed an addictive rhythm inside me that had us moaning and delighting at every instant. Our breaths are panting and we know we need to switch again if we do not wish our play to end early.

Her full lips was molded in a heap of red lipstick, her lower lips caught between her teeth as she battered her eyelashes at me rather innocently. “Y-you?” I choked out, looking at her again deliriously. “Fuck, Lola. Do you plan on killing me?” I groaned, rushing towards her, she has already sat up, looking up at me expectantly “Do you like it?” She asked rather innocently for someone who was easing the devil’s lingerie. “You’re going to be the death of me.” I whispered, tugging her chin upward to look at her, I held her jaw in my hands, leaning towards her rather slowly before capturing her lips with mine. It was nothing like innocent, nor was it sweet. It was shrewd and filthy. Teeth clas

He smiled at her frightened look and turned away in satisfaction to continue, " ... Your also a victim of sexual assault which took place on the 12th day of June exactly 8pm on the day of your 18th birthday and then how can I forget your twin sister Cathy who up till this moment you have not heard from and then your greatest secret of pretending to be a prostitute so you search for the man who assaulted you, you really have guts Cindy and then you claimed I had guts, Give up Cindy, your very good in doing tough things " With these he rose up from the cushion with wild satisfied looks of feeling . The young lady was visibly shaken as sparks of blind terror was shown on her face. She fel