Lesbian Dreams の小説・ストーリー

[ A lésbian woman seduces and fúcks her coworker's straight wife to prove a point and ends up enjoying it.] I've been a lésbian for as long as I can remember, and I’ve never hidden it. I fúck women with fire in my veins, and I crave the ones who are deliciously out of reach or secretly off-limits.

’ However, no matter how she views the place, she cannot dream of looking up to it. “Silly you, that will remain as your dream. Just a dream,” Amandla said while rubbing her buttocks after a hard fall from the ground. She pointed her index finger at the silence with no one else around. “And I shall keep my limits to it in the dream.” She had to remind herself because it was better for her to keep believing that her dream or wishes did not come true. “Stand up, Amandla; you must try harder,” She exhaled. “Tomorrow, you will be alone again, and the next day – hoping for a better change.”

I scream, feeling my third orgasm coming. “Hey, wench!” a harsh voice broke into my dreams. “No screaming here. Keep your grubby mouth shut or I will stuff my phallus in it!” A fellow guard snickered at his dirty joke and they laughed at me together. I had not realized that I had been screaming. I had been dreaming about the very person I should not be dreaming about. The Lycan Prince had no room in my subconscious but he kept finding his way in, creating an accommodation I did not grant. The nature of the dreams of which he featured in disturbed me greatly because they manifested physically on me. My nipples stood painfully erect and I was damp at my privates. I had just days before the end

She was kind and strict at the same time, she never gave him a chance to avoid his lessons, but also was very passionate and kindhearted to him As soon as the moment Sung-ho placed his feet at the entrance of the strip club with behind his bodyguard, the men whom he came here for, knew that he had come as they could feel his presence.In the middle of the large room, Elrod was massaging a brunette's bare thighs with his left hand, another one was holding a glass of pink champagne. The stripper started to hovering all over his body and moving her hips as her work with a song named 'Bandz a Make Her Dance'. Elrod groaned with pleasure and shook his head by the rhythm of the song, then took a lo

He can still smell her, only her, his Leia. Embry quickly got up and cleaned as she was told by her Alpha. He doesn't force them to bed, they come by themselves. Almost all the she-wolves wants to Alpha Draugluin's Luna. There was only one powerful she-wolf after Leia and it was her best friend, Dysemy. She was the strongest of them all and worthy of being Daminor's Luna but Daminor wasn't intrigued by any of them. Dysemy was like a goddess, green eyes and long red hair.

Hearing the thunderous sounds, she opened her eyes, looked around, the clouds were still rumbling as if God has opened the gates of the dam. She shivered feeling cold and snuggled up with him holding him tight. Hardeep was still sleeping with a smile on his face. Putting up her plan into action she slid off her robe wearing just purple lingerie. Opening her kit which she kept near the bed, she took out oil and spread on her body, then sliding away the quilt, making him open his eyes, she started working on his toes first giving fleeting kisses, then moving upwards like a fish, she kept her eyes on his face. She was looking like a voluptuous making him touch her but ...but there she said, mov

I hurried inside and Amanda, my best friend flitted to me, holding my hand and pulling me along. “Why are you late again, Nadia?” Amanda queried in a low tone, careful not to be heard by others. “What else makes me wake up late, Mandy? The usual of course,” I responded, overwhelmed by the situation. For the past two months, I have turned into a perpetual latecomer just for a stupid wet dream. “The same wet dream again?” Amanda asked, stopping to face me with her arms crossed over her chest. “Exactly,” I sighed with deflated shoulders.

Is this even real? “Not because these new emotions are overwhelming but I’m afraid I'm going to wake up tomorrow and realize that this wonderful evening was just a dream I had.” I frowned at the saddening thought. “It’s just a dream of a lonely girl wanting something that she could never really have...” I felt a crushing sense of sadness as I thought more about it. “If this is just a dream we’re sharing, would you come look for me, Conor?” I asked feeling a lump form in my throat. What if this is just a nightmare? What if I wake up to Lewis over me with that scary whip again?!