Lesbian Ffm Novels & Stories

Mistress Dark said. As I did to Mistress Dark, I also did to my Master, a slow seduction of all of him, taking my time, engaging him, as much of him as I could, using my lips, my tongue, my hands. When I finally released his cock from his shorts, he was hard as a steel rod, the skin stretched tight as a drum over the head. I suspected he'd also liked the show; his slave licking Mistress Dark's cunt. I was experienced enough to know lesbian sex was a very popular type of porn enjoyed by men. Apparently two pussies were nearly always better than one.

Another woman hovered over Cassie’s face, grinding her vagina against her lips, and I felt my stomach lurch as Cassie’s tongue darted out to lick. My brain stalled completely. Cassie was committing an abomination. The humans called it lesbianism, but in our world, it wasn’t some casual thing you joked about or experimented with. It was something people got punished for. Badly. Up to fifteen years in the dungeon. “What the fuck are you doing here?” Cassie snapped, pushing the woman between her legs away, her movement careless enough that she bumped into the one above her. That broke whatever hold the scene had on me.

Liam exclaimed, his Adam's apple rising and falling as he watched the extreme, uncensored show unfold before him. "Come on, gorgeous! Take your clothes off and join us! We know you want to fuck us, right?" The other woman said as she licked the other woman's private parts. "That's so delicious gorgeous, ah!" said the woman who was standing as she straddled the woman who was squatting in front of her. "Shit!" Exclaimed Liam, who really couldn't stand being a spectator any more. Liam felt it was time for him to take part in the 21 plus scenes of action.

I couldn't stop feeling insecure when I saw how skinny they were; I felt like I was overweight even though I wasn't. Surprisingly, one of the female models began flirting with me. To my surprise, she was a lesbian, which didn't show because she didn't look like the typical lesbian who wears male clothing. Still, there are various categories within the LGBTQ community. "I'm sorry, but I am not..." I was going to say that I am not a lesbian when I was rudely interrupted by the female model next to her, who appeared to be her friend. "Oh, Jessica! Is your standard so low that you like someone like her? I mean, come on! How could you possibly like a staff that isn't all that attractive?" I overh

[ A lésbian woman seduces and fúcks her coworker's straight wife to prove a point and ends up enjoying it.] I've been a lésbian for as long as I can remember, and I’ve never hidden it. I fúck women with fire in my veins, and I crave the ones who are deliciously out of reach or secretly off-limits.

Mom and I both preferred certain p**n companies who specialized in lesbian films, as the females seemed to really get into the true passion of the moment. Of course, since we had come together as lovers and dominatrix/submissive we hadn't really seen the point, other than to get us worked up and give us new ideas. Even the older/younger lesbian and lesbian incest films that we had seen, never really got it right. Both of us had giggled and critiqued scenes both for their storylines and character dynamics. I let out a whimper, as mom's tongue suddenly sent me over the edge and into a shocking orgasm. My body shook and I gripped mom's hand tightly, as she continued to slowly lick deep into my

" I responded. The door opened suddenly and Nina entered furiously. Meeting us in the awkward position. Kira immediately pushed me. "I knew it! You're really hugging her instead of me. You're hugging a raped woman, Daniel! Is she not the one you raped?" She spat. "I knew you still like her!! Damn it!" She gritted. I saw Kira clenched her fist and charged towards Nina. Before I could stop her, she tore Nina's dress. "You haven't learnt your lesson, right? I will teach you again." Kira growled and dragged her to the floor. Story by Uche Lawrence.

He reached up, grabbing her breasts, squeezing them rough, his fingers digging in, then sliding one hand down to finger her pussy while she kept riding, his thumb circling her clit, making her arch back and cry out even louder. I stood there, watching him fondle my fucking best friend, his cock sliding in and out of her wet pussy, the sounds of their bodies slapping together filling the room, and I felt sick, used, like everything we’d had was just a lie. I couldn’t hold it in anymore, my voice broke as I whispered, “Alex… Alex!” Tyla’s eyes snapped open, she froze for a second, then scrambled off him, her pussy still glistening from how wet she was, his cock shiny and hard, pointing up like

She rode me hard, breasts bouncing, hands braced on my chest. Vanessa climbed off Jake and crawled over. She straddled my face again, facing Lauren, while Jake moved behind her. He pushed into Vanessa’s ass, slow, careful, while she kept grinding on my tongue. We formed a messy, perfect chain. Lauren riding my cock. Me eating Vanessa’s pussy. Jake fucking Vanessa’s ass. The sounds were obscene, wet slapping, moans, heavy breathing. Lauren leaned forward, kissed Vanessa deeply, tongues sliding while both women rode us.

I sigh as I narrate my tale to them. "Wow, such a sweet life ruined by one boy!? " Rachel asks. "See. I stand not to be corrected. Boys are scum! " Rachel adds. "Wow sis, that's some deep sh*t," Tori says and Gabby places her hand on my shoulder. "See... Being lesbian pays. Like us, no boys, no trouble. " Rachel says giving Tori a fist bump. "Yeah... " I simply reply as emotions come rushing at me.