Lesbian Cut Novels & Stories

She grip her hands enough for the people who's in the servant room heard the crack sound making Oprha scream in pain. Zelia wasn't feeling contented, so she grabbed her head and get the knife that Oprha just dropped. Since Oprha has a nice straight long hair, she cut it without a warning. Oprha's near hair cut is above the shoulder and the cut isn't equal, since the other hair is cut almost equal to her ear while the other is above the shoulder cut. Oprah screamed as she was crying looking at her fallen hair that was been cut by Zelia. She look at her with full of anger, "How dare you! I will never forgive what you did to my beautiful hair!"

The three girls pause, and stare at me like I'm a strange creature on their land. The short-haired girl quickly answers. "I cut it, Luna." I recognize her voice, as one of the girls gossiping from the other room. I've never seen a girl willingly cut her hair before. In the Shifters realm, all the omegas and women are mandated to keep their hair long and lustrous. After all, what kind of girl would attract her mate with hair so short? Mine has never seen a blade before, except to trim out rough edges, and smoothen the long curls. They nearly reach past my waist now.

I twirled my tongue around her savory flesh, bringing Sammy to the point she embraced her tantric titillation. "You should have longer hair," she purred as she ran one hand through my locks. "I don't normally go for butch girls." You guys go be indignant if you wish. These were some sweet teats I was indulging in and I had zero regrets about 'girling-up' for a lesbian. Sammy finally climbed to the mountaintop of her orgasmic quest and howled out her victory.

he said, with his arms crossed at chest level, an act that tensed his muscles, making me shake my head so as not to lose my concentration. “I would never ask for something like that! I can't believe that!" I said, adjusting my dress with hatred. “Yes, you asked. What you wanted was to cut off your husband's dick with those scissors, but I humbly tell you to come to your senses, so you cried some more while cursing that Bruce guy and then asked me to cut your hair,” he said, and as he spoke, more images appeared on my head. “Lanie seems like such a self-possessed, empowered woman,” I remembered saying the night before. “Cut my hair, please. Make me a badass, so that motherfucker Bruce will kn

Cassandra raised her hand to her cheek, gently stroking her as she stopped at a red light. Selena held her hand, pressing her mouth to the center of her palm. “I don’t think that’s possible anyway. We’re lesbians!” Cassandra laughed, “I would say bi. Know your terms and… there’s always alternatives like the sperm bank, you know?” Selena pursed her lips, feeling uncomfortable at the thought of taking a random man’s seeds and getting inseminated by that.

I accompanied a gay friend to an LGBT club. I wasn't sure what to expect. I was curious about what I'd see. I could see a trans lady near the bar. Maybe in her 20s. long straight dark hair. Maybe a wig. Nice face, pink lipstick, eye lash extensions. Her hair covering both sides of her face. She could hide behind that hair if she needed to. She wore a sleeveless black dress, tights and black high heels. She had long pink nails.

My eyes widened, I thought everyone went home, I asked. Well, this is home, Celyn replied. I watched as she walked to a lady, the prettiest girl among our midst, her legs were separated apart while Celyn lowered her head licking the liquid that was escaping from her pussy. Uhnn, juicy just like always, Celyn complimented while the lady touched her boobs. I stood still, couldn’t believe what I was seeing, couldn’t close my eyes either. I know I am no saint but being a lesbian is a no for me.

I said with a big smile on my face. “What?!” they screamed in unison. This time, in disbelief rather than shock. “You did what?! Why?” “I don’t know. I just… felt like it. So I did.” I shrugged “No, no, no!” Susan gasped, hands over her mouth. “This is bad!” I looked at them confused, Silver looked horrified. “As a mate to a Lycan, you’re not supposed to cut your hair. It’s forbidden.” “What? I’ve never heard of that.”

Ha! I just got why the lesbian bar is named the Clam Shell. – Sledge It was Knuckles first night working as a bouncer at the lesbian bar. He stood where the new head bouncer, Sledge, had told him to, and had to admit, it was a good spot to see the majority of the place. The main bar was a large semicircular white granite with multi colored lights flashing against it in rhythm with the music. There were two male and three female bartenders behind the large bar. They all wore leather pants and matching leather vests. The women’s were zipped about halfway while the men’s hung open.