Lesbian Fantasy Stories

‘’Is this what you want? To be treated like a whore’’ ‘’Yes sir, I’m all yours. Please use me. Mark me. Make my pussy sore with your cum leaking out from me. I want to be your little whore. You can fuck me anytime you please’ I’ll be at your beck and call’’ He smiled at my words and carried me on his shoulders to his bathroom. On the way there, he smacked my bum and inserted one finger in my pussy. He hummed in satisfaction when he saw how wet I was. I squealed in anticipation when he dropped me on the bed and got on me.he bowed his head between my legs and licked my pussy lips.it sent a sensation through me and made me push his head down more and held him there with my legs. I was a shivering mess. He played with my clit and ate my pussy as if he was starved. He suddenly stopped and turned me around on all fours with my pussy exposed to him. ‘’I’m going to fuck you so hard you’ll be too ruined for another guy. Do you know how I’ve fantasized about your sweet pussy, the thought of it keeps me at night and now, I get to have a taste’’

The perpetually 17-year-old Rose Cristian has resurrected. Again. She has to. Otherwise, the evil witch Joanna would succeed in ending the world. Rose isn't worried, though, she has vanquished the enemy several times before and will do so again. Only this time, Joanna's become more powerful and it might be Rose's first loss in their 500-year-old war. That is unless Rose gains access to an ancient curse that's fatal to the witch. The catch? She has to marry the mysterious and brooding Jericho in order to activate the curse. Despite an obvious physical attraction, Rose just can't seem to like her husband and he seems to feel the same. So it's always sarcasm and fistfights whenever they're together. Add into the mix her newfound warrior team: the morose werewolf Ty and the clumsy wizard Trick. Will Rose succeed in her task this century or will she finally breathe her last?

After five years together, I, Vesta Blake, find out Lucien, my Alpha mate, has canceled our anniversary dinner date to spend time with Charmaine, the Beta’s daughter he’s been close to since childhood. The betrayal sinks in as I confront him, his dismissive response shattering the love I’ve held onto for so long. Deciding enough is enough, I break up with him and reclaim my independence. But Alpha Lucien starts to start chasing me, craving me even after our break-up and rejection.

Beautiful young Roxanne gets caught up in a mysterious deadly experiment of survival created by a multi billion dollar company known as International body of evolutionary divergence aka IBED. If she fails the entire world dies but if she survived the world escapes a deadly world war III... "She was met with two terrible things, the choking smell of rotten corpses and a room full of dead bodies hanging from ropes attached to the roof. Slowly she began to make her way passed the corpses one after the other"

Francesca only had one thing on her mind: escaping the hell that is her husband, Alpha Stefano. But it wasn't an easy feat, and more difficult years went by until she found hope in her mate, Alpha Tristan. It had long been scarred and hidden, but Tristan somehow effortlessly opened Francesca's heart again. And even as the world turned against them, she could only be certain of one thing: their love is stronger than all the forces of the universe.

A forced excursion to the bottom of the world could only end in one way. Disaster For Fantasy Oliovenko, a young and beautiful State Department Agent, life was swiftly becoming one emerging horror stacked upon another and yet to her own horror the last of her spiritual tests in an uncertain future was becoming more of a possessing passion than it was a pain to bare. He'd come from the forest to save her. He meant to mate her – own her – utterly possess her. Sometimes the hardest part of giving into the path that God has for one makes no sense at the moment of its emerging inception. For Fantasy the struggle to believe is as hard as her inability to surrender and yet life while it remains gives ample time for both. Time is ticking though, and the rapacious bite of monsters that take no prisoners are ever eager to take advantage of a fool's demise.

"If you can't satisfy me with your mouth, then you'll have to satisfy me some other way." In one swift motion, he tore off her flimsy top and skirt, tossing the shredded fabric aside. The implications of his actions became quite clear to Visenya. "Please, let me try again... with my mouth. I believe I can..." "Quiet!" Lucian's voice reverberated off the walls of his bedchamber, instantly silencing her. This was not the way she had envisioned her first time. She had imagined passionate kisses and tender caresses from a man who loved and cherished her. But Lucian was not capable of love, and he certainly didn't cherish her. Instead, she was cursed with a mate consumed by vengeance, and wanted nothing more than to watch her suffer. ——— Ten years had passed since dragons ruled over the world, and Visenya had taken her rightful place as the Lycan Queen. Vampires were forced into the shadows, as hunting and enslaving humans became punishable by death. Finally, the world found peace. However, everything changed when Dragon Lord Lucian emerged from his induced slumber, only to discover the annihilation of his entire race at the hands of Visenya's father. Stripped of her kingdom, Visenya was condemned to a life of servitude as Lucian's slave. The cruelest twist of fate awaited her when she learned that her long-awaited mate was none other than the vengeful Dragon Lord himself. Consumed by their mutual hatred, will they be able to resist the powerful bond between mates? Or will Lucian push Visenya to her limits, only to regret it in the end? WARNING: This story may contain content that some may find disturbing.

Our eyes never lie, no matter how hard we try. “But you're my sister, Camila. You're my fucking sister and you and I know we shouldn't be doing this” He finally found his oral freedom, but I wasn't the one to be subdued, neither was I the one to give up easily, not when I have nursed the fetish fantasy of making out with my twin brother ever since I turned 18. We turned 18, and here I was, with him. After a year of being apart. Just before our 24th birthday, I had tried talking with a few friends of mine, Carolyn inclusive who had done nothing but to ignite more fire into the passion. “Girl, you need to take your chance! Take those chances baby girl. Your brother is hot! Very hot and you, only you alone can have him and you can do that all to yourself” Maybe she was right. Maybe she was wrong. I couldn't tell, all I knew was that I wanted to satisfy my curiosity.

Ashley is back into his hometown to settle down for good only to have the misfortune of living with this obnoxiously handsome CEO of Potent Club Brewery, Trent Xavier Easton who also happened to have a secret identity of his own.Read as feelings bloom and emotions gets ahead of these young men and as secrets of their past intertwine with one another with fates controlling the flow of their lives.Will they reach a happy ever after? Or will their love story be denied by the destiny... again?

> ️ Warning: This collection is sinfully explicit. Just glancing will make you squirm. If you can’t handle moans, ropes, or hands where they shouldn’t be turn back now. You’ve been warned. They say it’s just fiction... but these stories burn too real. Every page drips with lust, danger, and forbidden desire. There are no love stories here, only raw need, untamed passion, and the kind of encounters that leave your pulse racing and your body aching for more. Inside these pages, you’ll find hotel hookups, forbidden age gaps, dominant bosses, naughty students with teachers, moaning nurses, lesbians, stepfathers who cross the line, and desperate daughters who let them and vice versa. From BDSM dungeons to office desks, from late-night threesomes to risky public play... no fantasy is off-limits. Midnight Pleasures is a no-limits collection of erotic short stories meant to tease, tempt, and utterly satisfy. Quick hits. Slow burns. Rough rides. Dangerous desires. Even the ones you’ve never admitted out loud. Quietly, let's go on a journey full of pleasure. Cloud nine is overrated, there's a next cloud after that. Let's show you.