Lesbian Boss Sex Stories Novels & Stories

"Office," "Alright, Autumn, let's go." I pulled her hand and led her to the back. Lois was the bigger problem since she was a full-time lesbian and a playgirl. She's never committed to anyone. That was why she only had female workers and all except me were lesbians and her sex slaves. She hired them for her reason. Autumn stopped walking when we got close to the office door. I looked behind me and raised a brow. "Can't you hear that? Seems like your boss is busy,"

“Uh, don't worry. I'm nothing like her. She wants to own the boss for herself. I just like sex,” “Uh…” I blinked, wondering why she was so comfortable telling me this information.” “No need to look horrified…” she chuckled, pulling my cheeks like I was some kind of naive kid she found cute. She was at least as tall as me. “Leave her alone, Lily. She's here to work, not exchanging sex stories with you.” Sour face, said from behind her. Lily turned to him with an exaggerated pout. “So, workers don't have sex?” “You should be focusing on getting ready for the boss.”

My eyes shaking, as I looked at the dark room door at the side, it was completely hidden inside the office of fucking boss that was standing right in my front. Unholy, the room like Lucifer's harem was filled with sinful activities of women, his damn female employers naked, they were having sex with themselves. Their bodies shamefully on top of each other, it left nothing but a bitter feeling in my body. Immediately taking my eyes back to the so called boss, I felt nothing but rage, humiliation, but most dominantly..DISGUST. "Have you seen my little harem now dearie?... Pausing his statement, his lips curved into a shitty grin, before his lips parted again.

Thankfully, the dark web also had an email platform, and these women gave me their addresses so that I could contact them. I gathered the stories of Susanna, whose boss held the position of floor manager over her head until she finally agreed to perform oral sex on him. I contacted Marie, who had let two of her bosses touch her body despite how uncomfortable it made her, just so that she could get a raise that allowed her to stay in Packhaven rather than being shipped off to Southhaven.

Chapter 3: I Let My Lesbian Boss And Coworkers Ruin Every Hole Vanessa’s fingers are still buried deep inside me when she whispers the words that seal my fate. “On your back, Emma. Spread your legs for your boss.” My hands shake as I obey. Tears sting my eyes even as fresh slick drips down my ass. I’m engaged. This is cheating. This is career suicide. But my thighs fall open anyway, exposing my swollen, dripping pussy to her hungry gaze.

This was the first time, he had seen his Boss talk freely with a woman and not act like a cold stone. She was the first woman he had seen his Boss with many times now. Although his Boss was known for being a notorious Playboy, he never fucked a woman twice. If he were to take Lady A to the hotel tonight, tomorrow he would take Lady B and then the next Lady C. He has never gone back to Lady A before. And now seeing how the woman was behaving and cussing him behind the back seat where they sat....he knew his Boss was into the woman for real.

Every time he recalled the bits and pieces he had spent with Jane, he would feel as if there was a bloody cut on his heart. “The spaghetti with olives, capers and lemon is their lady boss’ private dish. It’s very expensive, so very few people would have that. However, did you know?” asked the owner mysteriously. Garrett was immediately interested. “Do you know what gossip is? Tell us and let us take it as a pass time.” “I heard that the woman is nothing good.” The owner said. Alex was speechless. “That lady boss used to be a call girl. In the end, the landlord’s wife came looking for her, and it seemed like that woman even argued with somebody. A mistress to one of the gang leaders in the no

But look how far I got. I am a werewolf, the Luna of a Pack. And most importantly, my boss is a werewolf! THE END

Sabrina's POV His words kept replaying in my head. Marriage first. Then sex. Like it was part of a contract. My brain failed to process the demand. I had always pictured sex differently. Love came first. Then marriage. Then sex. That was the natural order. Sex was a physical requirement for human reproduction. Today, science offered test tubes to skip the messy parts. To me sex had never been something I needed. I had touched myself a few times out of curiosity, but it never gave me the same rush as finally getting the sweetness and acidity right in my tomatoes. That kind of thing actually made my chest tight with excitement.