Lesbian G Novels & Stories

In chaste bands, the matrons of Elysium honored their new queen with songs before the newlywed goddesses went to their secluded room. Through the open windows, the breeze from the five rivers carried the sound of hissing waves dashed against the thirsty black shore. Inside the chamber, a bronze brazier burned away with its brilliant flames. The flower-scented space was finely lit like a dream. Their marriage bed was neatly made for them with red petals of roses laid beautifully. With genial and kindly fashion, Hades induced her young wife to sit on a soft cushioned seat beside herself.

I stuttered. A chirpy blonde approached me in all smiles. “Hi, I’m Raina” she introduced, pointing over to a red-haired girl. “And that’s my mate, Sheena. We’re representing the vampire district” Her mate was..a girl? “Raina, you’re...” “I’m a lesbian” She concludes. The smile on her face slowly waxes off as she asks “Does that disgust you?” “Not at all” I say. “I think it’s cute. You two make a cute couple”

"I guess we know what happens when I kiss you." She continued to rub against me. "Please!!" I looked into her lust filled eyes. "Please, what Lauren?" "Please Fuck me! I don't understand how this is happening, but I want you to fuck me." I shook my head. "I can't fuck you Lauren, you're a lesbian. You don't really want me to fuck you do you?" "Yes! Please Greg, Please, fuck me. I want you. I need you. I don't understand but you make me feel things no other man can."

she answered laughingly. I crossed my arms. "Yes, but why are you here with us? Do you have anything to say?" I prepared myself. She looked at me seriously. "Let's help each other." My eyebrows almost line up in astonishment. "I'm having a hard time separating Rebecca and Jacob. Only you and I can help with our mission. Jacob will be at the undergound bar later for a Transaction." "9 pm sharp?" She nodded at my question. Like I said, I often ran away to follow that demon.

“What do you mean by that?” "Lipstick lesbian means, they are lesbian but wearing usual lady-like." I nodded at what she said. I didn't know that was my lesbian identity. All I know is being a lesbian is that a woman wearing a man’s clothes and acting like a man. "Welcome to the club!" She hugs me after her congratulatory speech. When she broke her hug with me it was as if we were even closer to each other. The two of us lost our shyness until we gradually became comfortable.

I accompanied a gay friend to an LGBT club. I wasn't sure what to expect. I was curious about what I'd see. I could see a trans lady near the bar. Maybe in her 20s. long straight dark hair. Maybe a wig. Nice face, pink lipstick, eye lash extensions. Her hair covering both sides of her face. She could hide behind that hair if she needed to. She wore a sleeveless black dress, tights and black high heels. She had long pink nails.

Ha! I just got why the lesbian bar is named the Clam Shell. – Sledge It was Knuckles first night working as a bouncer at the lesbian bar. He stood where the new head bouncer, Sledge, had told him to, and had to admit, it was a good spot to see the majority of the place. The main bar was a large semicircular white granite with multi colored lights flashing against it in rhythm with the music. There were two male and three female bartenders behind the large bar. They all wore leather pants and matching leather vests. The women’s were zipped about halfway while the men’s hung open.

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

he answered without hesitation. Thank God for small miracles as the elevator stopped and a Goddess got on. It killed the conversation between Amber and Leo. This Goddess worked in the fetish room. And she was one freaky bitch. She had milky white skin that she purposely had denied herself going out in the daylight to for years to achieve. Her hair was dyed jet black. She had on nothing but black ropes draped across her body to cover her naughty bits. She always wore red contacts and would legit bite willing marks and suck the blood from their wounds. She called herself Mercy. Mercy also had her fangs in tonight. She gave Leo a predatory smile and ran her tongue over her fangs. He shifted a b

I deadpanned, rolling my eyes. I feel sad for those girls that crush on him. They heart has been broken and shattered by the news of this news of him being a gay. " but why don't you believe? " Gwen asked. " I don't know either. He don't actually look like a gay to me. " I answered her " you know I once have a crush on him " she said sadly and continued " but not any more " She pouted. " but who is He's lover " she stared at me trying to get answers from me.