Lesbian Fiction Online Novels & Stories

"Lycans? You interested in werewolves?" "Not really. More like browsing, seeing what's out there. I saw Viktor book and got curious. This website, Lycan Links, seems pretty legit. They list fictional stories, have a whole 'myths and facts' section, even FAQs." I snorted, pointing at the screen. "Look at this! They have sections to help werewolves find jobs, doctors, you name it. Of course, I can't access most of it since my werewolf application is still pending." Beth squinted at the page. "You didn't actually fill it out with all your real info, did you?"

She further explained, “the experienced and veteran female Lycans teach the newly integrated ones how to control their libido. Since female Lycans have three times the libido as the males. They get easily horny and it may be hard to suppress it when it is overdue. Which is why an avenue was created to discuss it. They talk about past female Lycan who had grown to maintain their high libido, have respectful marriage, and not whore themselves around like most of the females in the territory.” “They also hold group therapy sessions, for those who have undergone some type of trauma during consensus and non-consensus sex. They contribute donations; to orphans, widows, and widowers of our past her

Her clit throbbed visibly, slick folds swollen and needy from the long, tense auction. Damien’s voice dropped to a commanding whisper. “Touch yourself. I want to watch you make that pretty pussy come. Right now. In front of me.” Liora froze, mortified. “I… I can’t—” “You can. And you will.” His hand covered hers, guiding it down between her spread thighs. “Two fingers. Start slow. Circle that swollen little clit. Let me see how desperate my new toy is.”

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Henceforth we did it every chance we got—mornings when Sophie left early, nights when she slept with headphones on, once in the laundry room while the dryer ran, me bent over, him behind me, hand on my mouth, short hard thrusts. He texted when she was out: Come over. The door’s unlocked, and I always went. He took me to the kitchen counter. Garage wall. His office chair. He never asked if I was okay with the secret. He just took me at every chance and I just gave because I needed it. I told myself it was only sex, but I was wrong. Friday night at 11:40pm. Sophie was at a study group until midnight, while I was on my back in his bed again, legs around him, dress half on. He held my wrists abo

ARC 15 : CROSSING THE LINE WARNING: This arc contains extremely explicit lesbian sex including tit sucking, fingering,, face-sitting, thigh grinding, mutual masturbation, squirting, cum tasting, slut-shaming, corruption kink, and intense best-friends-to-lovers angst with heavy emotional tension Intended for mature audiences only (18+). Proceed only if you consent to raw, unrestrained dark erotic fiction that explores twisted desire without limits. ---- Bella’s POV It was a beautiful Thursday in the dorm and finals week was right around the corner. The entire atmosphere was tens

The group chat had been buzzing for weeks: six authors, all women in their late twenties to early thirties, finally coordinating an in-person meetup after years of online collaboration. They’d been workshopping an anthology of interconnected erotica stories—steamy, character-driven pieces that blurred lines between desire, power, and vulnerability. Zainab had been the quietest in the group, always thoughtful with her feedback, never flashy, but when the venue discussion stalled (hotels too expensive, coffee shops too public), she typed the offer without overthinking it.

She started touching Leona in some sensitive part of her body where only a man should. They both seemed completely oblivious to the world, lost in the intensity of their actions. I couldn't help but feel a mixture of confusion and surprise. Was this really happening? Axel and Leona? Are they lesbians? Lesbian and gay relationships in the werewolf community were practically a myth, or at least, that's what we'd always been told. We grew up hearing stories like the one about Juno and Aric—two warriors who supposedly fought in secret because their bond was forbidden, even though they were both strong and capable.

My dating debacles seemed to bring all the women in my life together. Somehow, through no fault of my own, Veronica, Trish, Beck, Stella, and Roxie had all formed an alliance against my sexuality. One would think lesbians would welcome other women into their tribe, encourage them to explore the nether lips, embrace the love of estrogen-not my friends. The more time I spent with them, the closer we all became, which was great, except they'd united in a plight to return me to the heterosexual dating pool. I felt cheated, unwanted. I threatened to call the LGBTQ Human Alliance about their discrimination, to which they all found great humor.

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.