Lesbian Enema Novels & Stories

"In fact, Lisa, let's ensure it remains that way. Please insert a butt plug please." Lisa pulled a plug out of the bag, not our largest, but not the smallest either. She lubed up Whore's ass and the plug, and quickly plugged Whore's rectum, making her grunt. She also started to cry a little, just tears, no sobs or pleading.

"I rest my case. Taylor Stern, closet lesbian." Her hands balled into fists, but she remained stock still as I fingered her pussy. "I. Am not. A lesbian!" "Your mouth says no, but the pussy doesn't lie, Taylor." I rubbed my thumb and forefinger together, then slowly pulled them apart. The ooze from her cunt stretched into a thin line between them.

But I guess it happens when she is really embarrassed about something too. “Yeah...I’ve seen it. But don’t tell him. I don’t want him to get mad.” “So if you’ve seen it then why did you ask if he was big? If you already know your roommate is packing.” “Well I’ve just never...seen another one before.” My jaw dropped open. “What? I mean I get that you’re a lesbian babe but you’ve never seen a penis before?” “Well...no.” “Not even in p**n?” “I don’t really watch p**n, but when I do it’s always two girls.”

I yawn. “Bitch, you better go scrub that pussy of yours,” Lana fumes. “You're getting married tomorrow, and we want to make sure your holes are clean and shiny, ready for big dick Manny.” “Holes?” I ask confuse. “Yes sis, holes!” Ella chuckles. “We booked a full body massage and wax for you. Plus yoni steam and pussy bejewels.” “Pussy what?” This doesn’t sound fun at all. “You know, like putting edible rhinestones and sparkly stuff on your vagina. The Indians in India do it,” Ella nods.

"Don't try anything funny, okay? Some of the girls are still underage." She nodded vigorously with a wide smile. To our surprise, no one stopped us. I guess it was because they saw my VIP pass, or that they probably thought Karmen was one of the models. Elise was quite a familiar face that everyone just smiled at her as they passed by. Everything went smoothly. We got into the dressing room again. Girls walked around the place in their sexy underwear. "Oh my ovaries," Karmen breathed as she looked at them. "This is how lesbians get pregnant."

Masculine in its restraint, yet unmistakably lived in. Elizabeth slipped off her heels at the entry, bare feet silent on the cool floor. Her eyes drifted to the art, several pieces caught her immediately. Framed photographs and paintings of women entwined: soft curves pressed together, mouths open in ecstasy, hands gripping thighs, backs arched. Lesbian erotica rendered with reverence, beautiful, unapologetic, sensual. One in particular: two women on silk sheets, one straddling the other, heads thrown back, fingers buried deep. The composition was raw yet tender.

Emma replied lazily and went back to rubbing Isa’s clit, now putting more pressure as she stroked her in circles. “Yes, I want you so badly. Don’t ever think I don’t.” Isabella moaned out. Her head was spinning due to intense pleasure. Emma nodded, desire burning in her eyes as she continued to fingerfuck Isabella. “I want you too, Isa.” She inhaled deeply. “And now that I know you want me, I'll never be able to stop wanting you,” she swore, and with practiced ease, her thumb found Isabella's clit again. Years of experience as a full lesbian had honed Emma’s skills, and she knew exactly how to make Isabella turn into a moaning mess.

Love often finds us in the most unexpected ways. In this heartfelt collection of emotional stories, women from different walks of life discover deep connections and meaningful relationships that change them forever. Best friends reunite and realize their true feelings. Colleagues move past rivalry to find understanding. A bride rethinks her future when new emotions surface. Family bonds evolve in surprising directions. From quiet cabins and busy offices to creative spaces and personal journeys, these tales explore themes of self-discovery, courage, age-gap friendships, personal growth, and the joy of finding someone who truly understands your heart. Filled with tenderness, emotional depth

"Please, Daddy. Please do it." Dr. Webb reached over to the small table and grabbed the glass of water that had been sitting there untouched for three months of sessions. He set it down and opened a drawer, pulling out a small bottle of medical-grade lubricant he kept for legitimate therapeutic purposes. He poured a generous amount onto his fingers and returned to Leo's upturned ass.

To block your period and stop your eggs from getting mature they do not want a pregnant woman in their hands neither do they want a girl flowing with blood with their drugs" "Pregnant how is that possible we are all women" "Most people here are lesbians but just as we have our underground house the makes also have theirs its somewhere around but I know nothing of it, we all donf know much about it justa n assumption but the boys will be here tonight,