Lesbian Erotic Literature Novels & Stories

He stared at me as I licked his fingers, then took them in my mouth. "Holy fuck," he whispered. "How... what...?" "It's not like I've never eaten pussy before," I said, taking his fingers out of my mouth. "I know what it tastes like." "Wait, you've—" "Yeah. I'm bi." He seemed to relax when he found that out, maybe because I knew what it was like from his point of view as much as my own. Smiling, I pushed my jeans and panties down my hips. He raised his eyebrows as I brought my own hand between my legs, my eyelids fluttering as I pushed my fingers inside myself. My pussy was soaked, heat radiating from it as I fingered myself slowly. After a moment, I brought my hand away from myself and lift

Sean took my right hand and planted kisses all over it , then he looked at me and said; "Hold it and feel it ,can you do that ? " . I was hesitant and he sensed it ,he slowly guided my hand down to his bulge and I gasped when I felt it . Sean's peni* was big ,erect and hard, really hard . "Now feel it " he told me. I felt it but stopped,too scared to continue. "Larissa,hold it and feel it like it's yours " Sean commanded. I did as he said and heard a moan escape his lips. Sean shifted my hand to the bed and gently inserted his tip into me,I felt a sharp pain and screamed.

Then I started pounding into hеr tight аѕѕ with ѕmооth hard strokes, the erotic sounds of skin meeting skin echoed in the room as I shoved my dick into her tight hole repeatedly. "Fuck, Selena. What a lying lesbian slut you are. You fucking can't stay away from pussy, can you?" I asked as I jerked my hips back and forth. With every powerful thrust I deliver, she response with breathless moan, her ass muscles gripping my dick so hard that I almost blow my load. "I bet you could eat four to five girls at one time. Don't worry baby, I asked Ellen to arrange an all girls lesbian fucking fest for you where you can eat pussy until your heart content," I said, spanking her ass cheeks.

Her thighs spread as she walked to within a foot of the frantically masturbating young man. “Look at my pussy,” she whispered, pulling her delicate pussy lips apart so that he could have a better view. “Isn’t that so much better than that cold impersonal piece of paper?” She stepped closer. “Here, smell…” He bent forward quickly, his tongue lapping at her wet slit and she threw her head back, reveling in the feel of his slick tongue against her clit and her lascivious behavior. Her knees quivered and he put his hands on her hips, pulling her over his mouth, slipping his tongue inside her. Lacy’s moans became louder and her hands went to his ears, pulling him into her heat.

“You want daddy’s cock really bad, don’t you, naughty girl?” His words sent a thrill through me, his voice dripping with dominance. I was naked on his lap, my pussy dripping shamelessly, a slick trail running down my inner thigh, the room thick with the scent of my arousal and his cedar-and-sweat musk. Every breath felt heavy and electric, the risk of Maddy walking in any second making my clit throb harder. Lisa was in their room, partially blind. The thought of her hearing us and Maddy hating me forever should have stopped me, but it didn’t. Instead, it made me feel even more excited.

The dimly lit loft pulsed with a low, sensual hum, velvet curtains drawn to shield the night outside, the air thick with perfume and anticipation. I stood near the bar, my silk dress clinging to my skin, the fabric teasing my curves as I surveyed the room, my adventurous spirit drawn to the whispered rumors of this exclusive gathering. I’d explored my desires before, but the promise of a lesbian orgy—a tangle of women lost in pleasure—ignited a wildfire in my core, my pussy tingling with eager curiosity as the first guests arrived.

You must read, so you'll know what we know. Loving books as she did, Madeleine had soon forgotten her disappointment. The private library was a wondrous hoard of knowledge, and as arousing in its way as the long, shared hours of yesterday. Each book was a classic of pornography. As she read — and read and read and read - Madeleine soon grew both learned and fevered. Every picture seemed to remind her of the touch of Delrina’s lips, or the way Laurelina’s fingertips could seek out, and find, the most discreet and receptive of pleasure-nodes, then tantalise them to the very edge of madness. Every line or paragraph of uncensored prose seemed to conjure up the taste of Nadia’s sweat.

Attached to a rope chain, it hung in the valley between Callista's large breasts. Since she had begun to explore her new sexual freedom after almost twenty years of marriage, Gabrielle had developed no small fascination with both alternate lifestyles and sexual adventures. So far, having spent the night with a man almost young enough to be her son had been the most daring of her erotic adventures. That fascination had extended to lesbianism and bisexuality, two subjects which were barely discussed the last time she was single. So far, her interests in the topics hadn't extended beyond the theoretical. Not including of course, her active imagination. An imagination that Gabrielle was sure at

Maybe this was a side he’d kept hidden from her, a side that only came out when he was alone? The bookshelf too, was full of clues to Jacob’s secret. The Story of O . Billionaire Blackmail . Fifty Shades of Grey . Delta of Venus . Books by the Marquis de Sade and Leopold von Sacher Masoch. The Marketplace . Every book Emily selected was erotica. She wished she’d found this stash years ago. How exciting would those evenings alone have been then?

She was ready, more than ready, to surrender to the pleasure that awaited her, to the unknown pleasures that Travis and Jenna promised. As their lips met once more, Sadile felt herself being guided to the couch, her body positioned between them, a willing participant in the erotic dance that was about to unfold. The room was filled with the sounds of their breathing, heavy and ragged, the only light coming from the flickering flames of the candles Travis had lit, casting shadows on the walls, shadows that danced in time with their movements. Jenna's hands slid down Sadile's body, her fingers teasing the sensitive flesh between her thighs.