Lesbian Boss Sex Stories Novels & Stories

This was the woman Horacio had said that they could have their way with if they ran into her. “F*ck, a rich and pretty boss? I like it! Pin her down and send her to the room upstairs!” Pete was thrilled. The prize had sent herself right to his doorstep. Was there anything better than this? Sir Horacio would back him up after what he would do anyway! “Don’t touch Ms. Sade!” Easton cried with reddened eyes. Pete’s underling went up and slapped Easton twice, making his ears ring. Sadie turned pale. She did not expect that the man was not buying her offer when she was willing to pay. She pulled out her phone to call the police, but Pete snatched it and slammed it on the table before slapping her

“That’s what’s freaking you out, isn’t it? You just found out you kissed the big boss man?” “I…” My mind spun. Technically, it wouldn’t be a lie if I said no, I didn’t work for him… Yet. Lana had fired me earlier in the week, and I wouldn’t start working for Brick until Monday, so at the moment, no, I was not employed at JFI, and therefore he couldn’t be my boss’s boss. But it’d still feel like a lie to me, so I couldn’t say no, either. And yet, I couldn’t tell him yes. He couldn’t find out who I was. This couldn’t get back to Lana. Ever.

Morgan says eagerly. Hell no! I shriek , knowing Morgan she'll have a quick masturbation imaginating him. "No!" I pinched the bridge of her nose berating her. She pursed her lips pouting. "All right, all right. But I can't promise anything." I roll my eyes and sipped my juice. "I told you he was hot. But he's still my boss, so that's the end of that." "Not for me." Morgan laughed and paused. "Don't you know great love stories like in novels transcend from secretary screwing their boss"she says smirking.

This is an explicit adult anthology intended for mature readers only. It contains highly steamy, graphic scenes of lesbian sex between consenting adult women. --- In the heat of forbidden cravings and stolen moments, women surrender to their deepest, wettest desires. Sapphic Desires is a scorching collection of passionate W/W erotica, where soft curves press together, eager tongues explore, and trembling bodies lose themselves in raw, dripping pleasure. From a defiant student’s impulsive kiss in her strict teacher’s office—leading to hungry fingers, sucking lips on aching nipples, and intense, moaning climaxes—to an unexpected visitor who joins the fray, turning shock into a slick,

she inquired. I sighed and let out, "My boss hates me." "Doesn't everyone's boss hate them?" I laughed and said, "Maybe." My voice saddened as I added, "But his hatred just feels more personal. I wonder why. I don't think I ever did anything to step on his toes." "You were probably his ex-wife in the previous life," she joked. "Yeah, right. As if that's possible." I shook my head at her ridiculous suggestion. "You should watch more supernatural shows to know what can or can't be possible."

I took a deep breath as I prepared to drop the climax of my story. “She mentioned something about girls that sleep with their bosses for money." The moment I said the words, he sat up from under me, making me sit up as well. "She did what?" “And that's not all," my eyes met the puzzled, worried look he gave me. “She had given me orange juice earlier, waiting until I was taking a sip before she said what she said,” I rambled with so much disgust, not taking my eyes off his. "And then when I choked, she and the other maids laughed at me.”

"The boss and her partner are both submissive. You know what that means?" "A little, I guess. I saw where the job was advertised." "Well," Shasta said, "it mean her husband is her Master," she pointed at me, "and Lisa is her lover-partner, she have the same Master, plus they lovin' up each other. Their Master like them naked in the house, no company comin' over, so he can fuck them any time he here. Those two," she pointed to Reneé and Janet, "got their own Masters and they like them naked too. They get used to bein' naked, get to likin' it. Since they naked all the time, keep the house warm so they don't get cold. Why it's hot in here and Alice and I go naked, we get to like it too, 'cause

“I found a good hut earlier. Shall we go in there?” “What's nicer, the mansion or the hut from these slums?” “Boss, we don't even have a mansion.” Pak! “Aw!” “Don’t you know ecstasy in daydreaming? F*ck off!” Footsteps scurried away as the boss battered his lackeys on the way. Three girls listened to their conversation until they got away. The series of events baffled the two foreign girls. But she was not the only girl who grabbed them inside her house. She might still be oblivious of their intention in coming into the slums, but soon she would be able to find it out.

“If Aiden is the one, Xena would merge as you with a mind of yours and the baby would be yours, while you'd return to your normal life… as Tania. And if Aiden isn't who we suspect him to be, then by tomorrow, Xena will be detached from your body by the moon goddess and you'd be bound to Aiden for life.” His eyes never left mine as he spoke. I felt the weight of everything crushing both of us. I didn't love Ariston, but I knew he loved me. He called me his mate, but wouldn't explain why he did that, and I couldn't help but shake off the feeling that something was going on, something I didn't know about. “Will you be okay with all this?” I asked quietly. He smiled at me, while squeezing my han

The silence stretched. “Define ‘slept with,’” Tasha said carefully. “I went to a hotel with him. A penthouse suite We had sex. Multiple times.” Eleanor finally looked up and she knew her eyes were shining with unshed tears. “And then I woke up this morning, panicked left money on the nightstand like he was a prostitute and ran.” “Jesus Christ, Eleanor.” “I know.” “No, I mean” Tasha ran a hand through her curls. “Okay. Okay, let’s break this down First question: do you remember consenting?”