Lesbian Bestie Novels & Stories

"No." "I believe Lucia is the only true lesbian here," I said. "Reneé identified as bisexual before her slavery started. Neither Lisa or myself had ever been with a woman before our slavery started, nor did Janet. Since our sexuality is now under the control of our Masters or Mistresses, we must have sex with whoever they desire. My Master found it easier to watch us have sex with women rather than other men, so we learned how to please women. At this moment in time, I consider Lisa to be my partner as much as Master and I have no compunction whatever in loving her. I prefer my Master's fucking to other fucking, but I'll have sex with anyone he tells me to." "Even other men?"

"The best friend i kissed, she's a lesbian. To learn about her sexuality, I did a little research and started reading Yaoi and Yuri comics and I liked it." Leah stood up from Carlos and took the seat beside me and intertwined our hands together and asked, "You read Yuri too? Which one do you like the most?" Carlos asked, "What's a Yuri?" I said, "You know that yaoi is two boys, right? Like that, Yuri is two girls." "Two girls? Leah sit beside me." Leah, "Why? I want to talk to Bella. We have a lot to share." I smiled and patted her head asking, "Why are you so cute?"

She's so close and she smells like perfume and sex and temptation and her words are beginning to… "You're a witch Laleh," I say. "This is a pack of werewolves." She scoffs. "And so? No one knows and no one has to know. I could help you Tristan." She's even closer now, but she's not touching me. All I can smell is her, all I can think of is her and how much what she's saying makes sense. I could make her my Luna. We'd be such a powerful duo, she'd rule this pack by my side. Laleh was much better than the pathetic wench the moon goddess sent me, she was strong, she was smart, she wasn't some scared bitch who'd lost the little prestige she had.

Many could not withstand the power of the Goddess in the flesh, only Alpha’s could stand so close. Adele only nodded her head, overwhelmed by the power she was experiencing. Her wolf would be focusing solely on the Goddess, a dangerous side effect if she was present with any other wolf. It was easy to drown in the moons embrace. “You surprise me, Lunum Lupus.” Adele jumped at the arrival of Leonidas, stepping away from the table as the connection was broken. Adelaide huffed slightly in a chuckle at the child and watched as she backed slowly away. Sensing the age and power that came from the ancient wolf and came to stand behind her, peaking around her legs but not touching her.

Zuwairah asked with a bitter and broken voice. Never in a million years will she believe that her own best friend could betray her like this. "No I don't my dear, because you took that away from me the day you say yes to him,if you hadn't, he would have married me instead! " "But you never showed him love! I did! I loved him and you used your lies to trick and deceived me! You tricked me and destroy everything Zulaiha! " "To add to your words...you have only 72 hours,Will those things for me or I leak your secret to everyone.. Good day Ex-best friend " she muttered and laugh before she walk out of the room leaving Zuwairah in a confuse state.

My dating debacles seemed to bring all the women in my life together. Somehow, through no fault of my own, Veronica, Trish, Beck, Stella, and Roxie had all formed an alliance against my sexuality. One would think lesbians would welcome other women into their tribe, encourage them to explore the nether lips, embrace the love of estrogen-not my friends. The more time I spent with them, the closer we all became, which was great, except they'd united in a plight to return me to the heterosexual dating pool. I felt cheated, unwanted. I threatened to call the LGBTQ Human Alliance about their discrimination, to which they all found great humor.

"Wait… Isn't this Denise Flemington? The actress who went missing for a very long time back then?" "I thought she wrote a goodbye letter to her fans before disappearing. How did she end up in Gabriella's home?" Actually, in my last life, after getting sold to Meowmar after my family was destroyed, I had come to befriend Denise, who had also been sold to Meowmar about a year ago. She told me that she was Samael's ex-girlfriend and that he'd taken a lot of lewd, indecent photos of her before blackmailing her into selling her body and earning more profits for Crewsome Entertainment.

It came with a sucking motion, accompanied by something slick and tender sliding all over me. This sensation was just so stimulating and mind-blowing that I was on the verge of melting away. There was no way that was a hand. In fact, it seemed to be someone's mouth. I turned my head toward Bella, only to see that she had her full focus on watching television. In that case, the only other possibility was… I looked down, and as expected, Celeste was positioned between my legs with her head down, working hard. Her skill was incredible. It was a full performance of skills I had never experienced before. It felt as though she were sucking the life out of my very core. I simply couldn't bear to pu

It was obvious that the female lead mentioned in the comment section was my daughter, Heather Miller, while the male lead's mother and the male lead were Sylvia Lister and Christian Fisher. I could hardly believe that such a cliche, dramatic storyline had actually happened to Heather. It was because of these rumors that she had been cornered by school bullies, her body covered in wounds that were horrifying to see. I couldn't stop my tears from falling. I had never been the kind of person others could push around, and now that I knew who the perpetrators were, I would ensure they paid a heavy price for their deeds.

The scene unfolding was nothing new, nothing special, but everyone knew the lady who was about to be the winner did not like losing to someone and especially not a man. She goes by the name Madame Ax. A notorious female dominant in the building, known to be bisexual and sees herself as equal to men. She is a feminist and one of the dominant figures from whom I learned the act of dominance. “$250,000,” she answered from the other end of the room, and I had to hide my smirk. If only she knew how perfectly she was playing into my hand. “$500,000,” I announced. The announcer was dumbfounded as we took over the negotiation from her.