Lesbian 18+ Novels & Stories

She's got moonglow tits that bob in night waters, perfect round globes like curled-up white rabbits with black peaks of areola and gray nipples because she's all poison and ebony eyes and milky skin. She's curled up in my closet in a nest fit for the Zu bird and sweet seraph curses and she crows and speaks the language of birds that are girls, or girls that are monsters, with scaled legs and owl wings from ancient Sumerian carvings, but she's not perched on two lions, her thin wan legs are jumping on your bed and you're throwing pillows at each other and painting her lips and talons with a pop of cherry poison. It's all fun and games until arsenic kisses and slashed throats of words fly, it'

Jan’s still firm thirty-six C cup size with incredible big nipples on huge aureoles, they must be more than an inch in diameter, are magic for me. “Tell me what both of you want and like, Kate.” “Help us live our our fantasies. “I want my man to masturbate while he watches. Lesbian sex always has an extra dimension with my man watching, enjoying and masturbating,” I tell her as she rubs her cunt on mine as we tongue kiss with the tips of our wet tongues. "That is so good, so fucking good," I moan as she continues to grind her cunt into mine. “And I want you to make me squirt, really squirt,” I whisper as she lays me on my back on the bed, then puts a pillow under my ass.

Skyla frowns in disbelief. Stacy curves her lips downwards. She actually holds her laughter, but she understands why June refuses to make out with her. Then, she answers, "She considers me as a minor, so it's better to wait until I reach my legal age." Clara is dumbfounded with Stacy's utterances. She never thinks a lesbian woman can also be respectful when it is about sexual intercourse. She uses to believe lesbians tends to seek for lustful things though their love looks sincere to each other.

Hey future readers! This a different book complimation. Containing several books of this series. Atleast containing up to 30-40 different books. Same Genre, Same Trait. Note all pages has an hint on the erotic part. Strictly for 18+. ************* Juliette tried not to stare when Louis entered the kitchen only wearing a towel. He was just out of the shower and his short brown hair was slicked back. He had a beautiful, tanned, muscled body. She’d become his private chef three months ago, and she was after all in his home, but she had still not gotten accustomed to his perfect six-pack, or the muscles rippling down his back as he leaned into the window and looked up at the sky.

To block your period and stop your eggs from getting mature they do not want a pregnant woman in their hands neither do they want a girl flowing with blood with their drugs" "Pregnant how is that possible we are all women" "Most people here are lesbians but just as we have our underground house the makes also have theirs its somewhere around but I know nothing of it, we all donf know much about it justa n assumption but the boys will be here tonight,

The wound left by the stab had already healed, leaving behind only a small scar. “You want to mess with my mind? Play with me, huh?” She continued grumbling as she changed into more comfortable clothes. “Great! This lady will show you what it takes to play a real game. She will beat you so hard that you won’t be able to show your face in the entire Lycan Kingdom.”

Yes, sir, gay and matronly women, and there is an age limit allowed to enter there, according to what I talked to. "And?" Luke asked curiously. "It is said that Ms. Jyra is there without a guard blocking her." "Isn't she the owner of the club?" "It's not all related, sir." "Can't you find out?" "Negative sir." Luke thought. What would a 21-year-old woman with leukemia do in a gay bar? It's impossible to have sex with a paid man. His head wanted to heat up at that thought. After all, he shouldn't care if she had sex with any other man; her body would be destroyed, not his, but it would make him cringe to think that this is the kind of woman.

Age 18… I can’t believe I’m doing this. I can’t believe I’m doing this. I can’t believe I’m doing this. These words repeat in my head as I sit in the client room at The Sanctuary, staring at the checklist Dom Adam gave me. A week has passed since my eighteenth birthday, officially making me an adult in the human and paranormal worlds alike. My birthday gift to myself is a membership at The Sanctuary, a local werewolf BDSM club. Tonight is my first session with my dom, and I’m desperately trying to hold myself together.

What? “Thanks, Daya! That was such a great session! Can’t wait for strength training this afternoon!” Leslie, one of our younger and newly shifted she-wolves called out. This girl is only 16 and just got her wolf a couple months ago and she was one of the most vocal women about wanting to become a warrior. It makes sense, given her two older brothers, Lyle, and Logan, are warriors. She’s a tough girl and I’m glad she is on the squad.

I only got wetter, flowing like a river, in the midst of his saliva. I moaned, cursing loudly. Mason ……his name escaped my lips as he intensified his assault. The pace which he licked and poked quickened. He was trying to f**k my opening with his tongue, and it felt heavenly. His tongue danced within my folds, probing my entrance. My legs began to shake tremendously. “Right there baby” he moaned with desire. He slid in two fingers and sucked on my popsicles at the same time. The dual stimulation sent shivers coursing through me.