Lesbian Aesthetics Novels & Stories

“I just had the best lesbian sex of my life.” My mouth fell open. “Wait…what? Are you gay?” “I’m bi, babe. What’s there not to love about women?” She leaned back, counting on her fingers. “The ass? Soft, round, perfect to grab. The boobs? God, the way they bounce when she’s riding your face. The pussy? tastes like fucking heaven. But back to what I was saying…you should see the way this girl fucked my brains out.” She launched into it, voice dropping low and filthy.

Finally, she gave a small nod. “Okay,” she whispered. “Just for a minute.” Ava typed quickly and clicked on a popular lesbian video. The moment it started, the whole mood in the living room shifted. Two beautiful women were on a big bed, kissing slowly and deeply. Their hands moved gently over each other’s bodies. Soft moans filled the speakers. It was completely different from the rough straight p**n they had just watched. Neither girl said anything at first. They just watched. Ava felt her heart beating faster. The way the girls touched each other looked so soft and sensual. One woman leaned down and took the other’s nipple into her mouth, sucking gently. The girl on screen arched her back

cried the eldest sister, "It's worse than I thought!" "Much much worse," said the second. "The oracle was right! You have married a beast! A monster!" "Oh, no, no!" cried Psyche in tears. "Not a monster! But the most beautiful being in the world!" "Beautiful beings like to be seen," said the eldest. "It is the nature of beauty to be seen, Psyche. Only the ugliness hides itself away. You have married a true beast."

But the air seemed charged with eroticism as the woman radiated a cool, confident carnality. The sexual nature of her intention was confirmed when the woman climbed up onto the dais where the monster bed lay. She undressed nonchalantly, letting her expensive-looking clothes fall carelessly to the floor. Once she was naked, she put her hands on her hips and observed us again. She appeared to be waiting. I’d had a few playful lesbian episodes in my life already. Same as Hannah. We’d both enjoyed our experiences. But in that room, we were faced with something new.

I’d got chills and fever now, fears and longings; I wanted Ellis like hell, but what exactly did ‘wanting’ mean? What did lesbians do? Should I start or would she? Dodgiest of all: was I actually a lesbian? Would I end up wishing Ellis had a cock? I’d a sneaky feeling I might, but one look at her beautiful face, her soft, smooth skin and her long, graceful body made it seem less important. Well, a bit less... When we got to her flat — a place as subtle and elegantly expensive-looking as its mistress — all trace of that briefly pensive Ellis had gone.

I gave her a dry look that I knew would make her break into a smile and took a long drink from the goblet of water in front of me. Adley was easily one of the most confident women I had ever met. She was in touch with herself and her sexuality in a way that made a lot of she-wolves jealous. She embraced her body, knew how to accentuate her slender features, and was whole heartedly against slut-shaming. On three separate occasions a she-wolf felt the need to approach Adley to warn her away from their boyfriends. It made the situation even funnier considering Adley was a lesbian. Sure enough, she cracked a grin.

— Okay, Rúbia I’m confirmed at her Happy Hour. Isabel, Lucia, Paloma, Rúbia, Laura, Raquel, Alba and me. These were the women who caught the bar people’s attention with their laughter and sharp tongues. To be honest, I don’t remember when was the last time I went out with several women to chat and drink for nothing, and I’m feeling great about it. Observing these girls I notice that they are very similar physically, almost as if they had been made in the same way: fleshy lips achieved through the aesthetic procedure, harmonized roso, silicone breasts, and with remodeling lipo. What changed was her hair. Isabel was blonde too but had short hair that made sure to leave with waves. Paloma alrea

I do not believe it is in their nature, but the Unity law gives them the right to be bitchy towards lesser breeds. I believe it is because werewolves and mixed breeds are more attractive because of their fragile feminine features. Lycan women are attractive too, but they have a strong masculine element that detracts from the gentle feminine look. That was why most people found werewolves and mixed breeds more attractive. Qusack cautioned her and then apologised. Shirley did not give us any trouble after that and behaved herself. We talked about many things, but the women remained silent. I could tell that Aliana and Natasha would have socialised without Shirley.

Lea took a deep breath, feeling grateful to Jayden. She answered, "I know, all models at an event like this will wear beautiful dresses to highlight their feminine beauty, but for me personally, women as women themselves already have feminine traits, so why should I try to show that side all the time? I just want to show that as women, we can also appear a little masculine, but not over the line, just to show that we are feminine but not weak. I want to highlight the strong side of a woman, her tough and strong side. Even in a slightly masculine and tomboyish appearance, women can still look attractive and charming. Today's women must be able to do all things independently, not just be a dis

Their attraction spilled all over the place and I felt like a rotten human begging for plastic surgery right now. A bubbly Latina wearing tight black leather pants catwalked in our direction. Her jaw moved as she chewed gum. Her curly black hair looked so gorgeous to me despite my outright hatred of perming. This woman is oozing of sex appeal. I can't believe this creature just taught me how inhumane the Moon goddess is to let a wolf like me be this generic. The woman eyed me carefully from head to toe. "Who this bitch?" she asked. Wow. Her tone is also sexy.