Lesbian Fantasy Novels Novels & Stories

Immortal Desire - vampire, werewolf, witch - a fantasy-based story with dark romance and erotica (you can take a peek at this if it suits your genre taste) - completed 2. Midnight Feast -werewolf - this is a little dark. I don't know how to say it. See for yourself (I like this so much) -new book/on-going 3. The Deserted Wife -TDB book 2 -Romance/drama -new book/on-going

Her Filthy Men Intro- Lisa has always had this dirty slutty fantasy of having sex with two men. All her life she had never been satisfied just by sex with one man, at times she would partake in threesomes but it still wasn't what she wanted just yet. Her ex boyfriend had broken up with her because she had been open about her sexual fantasy but miraculously they met once again and this time with another party willing to be part of Lisa's fantasy. Guessing it's a fantasy come true?

“You are fucking soaked, I haven’t even touched you yet.” My fantasy of getting fucked over his table is now coming to reality, I whimpered as his fingers moved my panties and touched my pussy. He raised my skirt up to my waist with no hesitation, the cold air hit my wet panties making it extremely cold on my pussy. He carried me like I weighed nothing, and set me down on his cold glass desk, he removed my panties and shove my legs apart, wide and open, like a slut. His fingers traced the juice running down my thighs back to my pussy, rubbing my pussy and looking into my eyes. My skin tingled and breath hitched.

My dear wife, the Sect Master loves you so much, The Demon King in my previous life pesters me, The Sect Leader, your madam wants to go to heaven, The marriage of 100 billion, please be gentle. There was a thick stack of books, at least twenty or thirty, all of which had similar names. "Lucy, what are these?" Jessica asked in an unfriendly tone. However, Lucy understood what Jessica meant and replied seriously, "Miss, don't underestimate these works. They are all written by the female cultivators of literary talent . They are really touching. As long as you finish reading these works and learn the methods inside, I guarantee that the stupid Caspian will be loyal to you and will not be seduce

Mafia books on this platform: Take me I'm yours ( stalker romance) His secret wife (Marriage of convience) Werewolf books on this platform: The royally screwed Luna The royally screwed queen The royally screwed princess The royally screwed rogue Dark romance on this platform: Let me go ( Stalker romance) Coming July 2024 Kind regards Tema G.M Your favorite author *Heart*

I've had this fantasy since I was nineteen years old. Not the polished version – not the softcore "oh wouldn't it be naughty" version you admit to over cocktails when someone asks your wildest fantasy. The real one. The one I play on the backs of my eyelids when my vibrator is on the highest setting and I'm chasing the orgasm that only this image delivers: me, naked, surrounded by men. Hands everywhere. Cocks everywhere. Being passed between them like something precious and filthy, the singular focus of four, five, six men who want nothing except to use my body until I can't remember my own name.

The shame from being washed and fingered like a little girl mixed with the pleasure and made her head feel fuzzy. She was starting to need his control. She was starting to need the pain and the teasing and the way he made her wait. Damien stood up and looked down at her with dark eyes. "Remember," he said. "No touching yourself. Your orgasms are mine now." He left the room but kept the door open like always. Lily closed her eyes and breathed deep. The slow corruption was working deeper with every hour. She did not know how much longer she could pretend she did not want it.

"The writer who wrote this book is anonymous, her pseudonym is Madame Louis. The cover, based on a recipe book, is discreet and is a hit with women!" "While the husbands think their wives are studying to cook something, they are actually falling in love with Diego," Andrea said. I remembered the first time I read the "Silk Ladies" series. I was in college and my roommate suggested I read "The Women," and since then I fell in love with that erotic book. I've been following the series ever since. "Wow," Lorenzo murmured after a while. "Is that all?" "Yes Lorenzo, normal sex is simple and if done right it will become even more pleasurable. You can even innovate by lightly introducing your sadom

A special train where women went to be molested. Now, Kristen didn't want to turn her mother and best friend into whores. They were faithful women who only had lesbian sex when away from their men. But they were both fully supportive of their men having sex with sluts. (Of course, for Kristen, this was all in the fictional universe she was writing about.) So she sits down and begins to pen the next story. Reality was not about to get in the way of writing something hot. Not on Kristen's perverse watch. * * *

My free hand pinched my nipple, twisting it the way I imagined Isaac would. Pleasure built quickly, hot and blinding. My thighs trembled. I bit my lip hard to keep quiet, but small whimpers still escaped. In my fantasy, Isaac growled in my ear, “You want this cock more than she does, don’t you, Nelly? You’re going to take every inch while your sister sleeps down the hall.” “Yes…” I gasped, fucking myself harder with the toy. The wet sounds of the vibrator sliding in and out mixed with the distant rumble of thunder outside. I was so close. The image of Isaac’s face when he saw me watching pushed me over the edge.