Lesbian Cut Novels & Stories

Queenie quickly thanked her lifesaver and almost cried when she admitted how she almost grabbed a pair of scissors to save her life. Some people thought she was overly dramatic, but Queenie knew that her hair was almost as important as her life. She kept this hair for over six years, and the idea of cutting it off hurt her. Most ladies go for style changing cuts when they break up, but London was a queen. She wasn’t going to sacrifice her hair for some cheater! If she wasn’t willing to do that, she was even less willing to sacrifice it to some vibrator.

“You should.” Fang finally looked back at him. “But…” The hall quieted once more. “If that lowborn can prove she has value beyond merely being your mating partner,” Fang continued, “then the Sabre Pack will acknowledge her.” Hevian’s face contorted. He knew his father was playing a dangerous game with him. At the expense of Una’s life. “What are you suggesting?” Hevian asked. “A battle of Luna candidates.” Several elders immediately stirred. Fang folded his arms behind his back. “What do you think?”

You're too lovely for your face to be like that," Avilana said me as I lay on the floor of the shop where she works. 'It's nothing serious, I'm just looking to get a haircut,' I explained. Then I sat in front of the mirror and looked him in the eyes while leaning against the wall. "Ha, why are you doing this?! Lesley, please be considerate. "You're going to cut your lovely hair, aren't you?" she said, looking at my hair in disbelief. It's a naturally occurring brunette. I'm fed up with having long hair and the time and work it takes to blow and style it.

"Stop!” “Why? Losing these pretty strands might finally teach you a lesson, you won’t be so arrogant.” I thrashed against her grip with every ounce of strength I had. But two more of them pinned my arms, locking me in place. “Don’t please!” My voice cracked. No! Not my hair. I had never cut it since becoming Luna. Every Luna bore her long hair as a symbol of her mate’s victory. And Kallias had never allowed me to cut it.

Good; she hadn't lost it yet. "Would you mind if I held your hand and stroked your head while Lisa is spanking you?" "No, Mistress. I'd enjoy it." I sat on Lisa's left side and when Rose went over her lap to be spanked, Rose's face was near my cunt, smelling me, smelling ripe female. Not a bad plan when dealing with a lesbian. I held her right hand with my left and stroked her face with my right. Lisa started the spanking. I signaled her to go slowly, drag it out.

“I still wanna know, bisexual women feel both dick and pussy, right?” Joe was drunk, talking in Zahn's face. “Now, people claim that lesbians don't feel dick at all. How's that possible?” Zahn looked at him like he was annoying her. “That's cause they don't.”

Harper smiled at me like I’d hung the moon. Jamie snapped their fingers in support. Leah fist pumped. Dani whispered, “Slay.” Then Sienna spoke. “I used to think ‘queer’ fit me better,” she said softly. “But now I think lesbian fits too. Like it doesn’t feel scary anymore.” I nudged her. “Because you have amazing taste in girlfriends.” She snorted so loudly someone dropped a pen. The meeting kept going people sharing stories, tiny wins, and stupid moments. Leah talked about her crush on the girl who works at Smoothie King.

CONTENT WARNING: This story contains explicit lesbian sexual content, detailed descriptions of arousal and manual stimulation, discussions of watersports/urophilia, BDSM themes (domination/submission), graphic language, and taboo sexual fantasies. CHAPTER ONE Isabella studied her reflection in the rearview mirror as she pulled her long blonde hair into a ponytail. She frowned.

When Zack Fleming gets a tiny scrape on his arm, my wife, Melanie Perry, who loves money more than anything else in the world, rejects a business partnership that's worth hundreds of millions of dollars. She then forces my sister, Cindy Sherwood, to donate a large amount of blood to Zack, despite knowing that Cindy has a heart condition. I immediately call Melanie to demand answers. "We only took a few drops of blood from her," she says nonchalantly. "Why are you making a fuss? Besides, Cindy's tough. She'll be fine. But Zack's different. He's the company's lucky star, so nothing must happen to him. "Business has been improving by the day ever since he joined the company. Everything tha

I ran towards him in blinding speed while he screamed as he stepped on the shredded ceramic. "Leave now and never return!" My orbs flashed red and he ran outside without picking an item of clothing. "Damn! You are such a buzz kill now it will be difficult to find a replacement tonight." She plopped roughly on the chair with scratch marks, courtesy of her claws, and her head hung at the edge of the chair. "You are the bisexual one, Amanda. I'm a pure lesbian and I can't keep up with your sexual insanity. It is sickening having strangers waltz in daily only to have sex with them and murder them." I rubbed my temples in frustration.