Lesbian Erotica Short Novels & Stories

He chuckles darkly, the sound vibrating against my skin. His hand moves lower, parting my lips and teasing my clit with his thumb. My hips buck involuntarily, seeking his touch. He smiles, watching me squirm. “That’s it, my little slut. You’re so wet for me.” He slides two fingers into my soaking pussy, filling me up as his thumb continues to tease my sensitive bud. I cry out, my body trembling under his skilled touch.

"You're a woman. You know what you like. Try doing the same to me. If I like it, you can tell. If I don't respond, try something different." "Are you a lesbian or bi?" Melissa asked curiously. "A lesbian," Chloe smiled back. "No cock, other than strap-ons and vibrators, has ever made its way inside my cunt." "I never knew." "I know, but I've fancied you since I started working for you."

"Taking your cousin's cock like a good girl." They started moving together,Damon thrust deep and steady, whispering dirty loving words. "This pussy belongs to family now and no one else will ever feel how perfect you are." Lily wrapped her legs around him, meeting every thrust,the taboo made it intense knowing his blood was the same as hers, that this was forbidden but felt like coming home. He flipped her over, taking her from behind, one hand rubbing her clit while he pounded harder Lily came again, her pussy squeezing around him, soaking the sheets,the pleasure was so strong she saw stars.

I tapped on another picture of me sitting against the wall in a set of black lacy lingerie with my legs spread apart. I was holding a small silver vibrator against my underwear. “Just send both, stupid!” She smirked. I raised my eyebrows at her. “What? Might as well. It’ll give him some different options when he looks at your pictures to, ya know”—she made a jerking motion by her pelvis—“come.” " You can't just leave the poor man to stare at just one photo, can you? There's a reason p**n videos are long and dynamic" Angela said, still staring at the photos, scrolling and swiping through the numerous photos we took.

“Honey you and I know you’ve had it bad for the past year. And trust me, your emotions flying around is pent up frustration due to lack of sex! You really need to get your back blown out like he said.” “God.. Lisa!” “And dear Nathan! Bless him. He is such an understanding and good man. He loves you and cares about your well-being. I have never seen any man that considerate. He wants you to do it Rene.. He wants you to get over this” “Lisa…” “And please Rene don’t pretend you weren't just fingering yourself last night with p**n sounds all over your room” My eyes widened. “Lisa!” I almost screamed, embarrassed. “You.. You heard?”

‘Until him, sex for me had been all clumsy boys, a lot of heavy breathing, inexperienced penises, premature ejaculation and crushed breasts,’ Karen said, her inner core tingling and moistening as she watched this brazen foreplay. Had Tony and Armina been lovers? Hot images of them fucking right there in the middle of the restaurant ripped through her mind. Or in the sanctum, perhaps? Maybe he had shown Armina the cartoons, sharing an upsurge of excitement leading to coition? ‘I know. Been there. Done that. It’s enough to turn a girl lesbian.’ Armina, cool as a mountain stream, wriggied her toes against Tony’s cock and then withdrew them. ‘Even is she wasn’t already inclined that way,’ Tony p

Lisa was shouting now and her cries for mercy flooded the basement with the sounds of despair. "Oh, master, it is too big. My bottom is too small for you. I feel I have to go to the bathroom. Please, let me go to the bathroom. No, please don't stop. Harder! Make me feel it. I am such a bad girl. I want it in so bad. Deeper, master, please go deeper! Yes, just like that. That's what I like. Ung.yes, Ugh, oh, yes. Can I cum, master?" Lafitte pulled her head up by grasping her long blonde hair and looked down into her sex-crazed eyes.

I want him to toss and turn me around like his whore, to fuck me until I can't walk straight. His silence seems to motivate me, so I continue. I slowly reach for the leather skirt that I have on, pulling it off and kicking it to the corner before sensually pulling off my g-string. I throw it at him, and he catches it, bringing it close to his nose and taking a long sniff. My cheeks flush at his action, and then I see his jaw tighten as if he's trying to hold back. His eyes darken immediately, but I do not stop there. I walk over to his desk, pushing the laptop back and taking its place on the desk, my legs spread wide apart.

"The good news is that there doesn't seem to be any ghosts here." "That's a relief." "Mm-hmm. But we've only just begun." He worked a finger into my slit, spreading my pussy lips open. Cool air brushed against the warm skin he exposed and I shifted, the change in sensation making a shiver of excitement roll through my body. "These are also part of your labia," he continued, and I felt him trace a finger along the inner folds of my pussy. "That's your labia minora. They protect this lovely little hole right here."

That day, I wasn’t sure what had gotten into me, but I’d searched lesbian sex, and one of the videos showed this exact position— Scissoring where two women rub their pussies together. And now… Clara was about to do the same. My eyes went wide as she spread my legs apart and positioned herself between them, our slick heat just barely brushing but not quite touching. As I stared at her pink, wet pussy so close to mine, my heart felt like it was about to explode. One overwhelming urge shot through me in that moment—to rub myself against her. To close the distance. To feel her against me. And as if she knew exactly what I was thinking, her smirk widened. She shifted closer, just enough that I co