Lesbian G Novels & Stories

I'm worried about the question. Luna slowly looked at me. "Are you a lesbian?" she asked me directly. I blinked at her question. I didn't intend to admit it but I slipped. Is there anything else I can do to get it back? I sat up and removed the blockage from my throat. I nodded. "Yes, I am a lesbian. There's nothing wrong with that, right?"

I roll my hands awkwardly in the air, unsure. “A lesbian,” Maya provides. “Bisexual, gay, honey, I can go on and on, don’t be weird about this.” “I'm sorry. Yes, is she a lesbian or bisexual? She has never thrown me that energy before.” “What would you know about lesbians?” Maya smiles. “Your best friend kissed multiple women and you had no clue.” “I’ll be mad about that when we’re back on the ground, and I’ll have you know I’ve kissed a woman before too.” Against my will, but it counts.

“These for bookings?” She popped her gum, smirked. “Yeah. Whatever you’re into.” A wild thought sparked, reckless, perfect. I leaned in, lowered my voice. “Do you have lesbians?” Her smirk widened. “As many as you want.” I flipped through the booklet, heart kicking. Faces blurred until one stopped me cold, a blonde, 28, green eyes sharp enough to cut, lips full, body lean and strong. Amanda. Ten years older than me. I liked that. I love her body shape.

Masculine in its restraint, yet unmistakably lived in. Elizabeth slipped off her heels at the entry, bare feet silent on the cool floor. Her eyes drifted to the art, several pieces caught her immediately. Framed photographs and paintings of women entwined: soft curves pressed together, mouths open in ecstasy, hands gripping thighs, backs arched. Lesbian erotica rendered with reverence, beautiful, unapologetic, sensual. One in particular: two women on silk sheets, one straddling the other, heads thrown back, fingers buried deep. The composition was raw yet tender.

Harper smiled at me like I’d hung the moon. Jamie snapped their fingers in support. Leah fist pumped. Dani whispered, “Slay.” Then Sienna spoke. “I used to think ‘queer’ fit me better,” she said softly. “But now I think lesbian fits too. Like it doesn’t feel scary anymore.” I nudged her. “Because you have amazing taste in girlfriends.” She snorted so loudly someone dropped a pen. The meeting kept going people sharing stories, tiny wins, and stupid moments. Leah talked about her crush on the girl who works at Smoothie King.

Gaby muttered under her breath. Elena looked at her from the corner of her eyes, eyeing her from her head down to her feet. Blonde haired, pretty face and a nice body, she was perfect. Small boobs, and her ass, she had not gotten a perfect look for that. “I’m not lesbian.” Gaby said, making Elena scrunch her face up in disgust. “You disgust me. Just because I’m checking you out doesn’t mean I’m lesbian. I like to check out peoplee.” “Because of?” Gaby asked and looked at her, her blue orbs staring back to Elena’s orbs.

I asked. "No, Domina. I wasn't interested in boys even before then." "When did you realize you were a lesbian?" "Sixteen, Domina, basketball team, a senior I was attracted to, kissed me. Eventually, we had sex. It's when I knew for sure." "Have you ever had sex with a man?" "No. Never wanted to. I'm what you call a gold star lesbian. Never been with a dick, Domina." Rhonda was panting, highly aroused again. I told Lucia to stop. Rhonda groaned, disappointed.

I wanted to be sure I was seeing the right person because the Gina I knew was not in the states currently. "It's me in flesh and blood" She smiled brightly at me, rubbing her hand on my chest. "You look grown. It's been what...2 years?" I chuckled, nodding my head. We used to go way back. Fucked once but then she found out what she really was. A full time lesbian. I don't know if she could do both men and women now. One thing about Gina was how touchy she was too. I was quite unbothered.

"I rest my case. Taylor Stern, closet lesbian." Her hands balled into fists, but she remained stock still as I fingered her pussy. "I. Am not. A lesbian!" "Your mouth says no, but the pussy doesn't lie, Taylor." I rubbed my thumb and forefinger together, then slowly pulled them apart. The ooze from her cunt stretched into a thin line between them.

Cassandra raised her hand to her cheek, gently stroking her as she stopped at a red light. Selena held her hand, pressing her mouth to the center of her palm. “I don’t think that’s possible anyway. We’re lesbians!” Cassandra laughed, “I would say bi. Know your terms and… there’s always alternatives like the sperm bank, you know?” Selena pursed her lips, feeling uncomfortable at the thought of taking a random man’s seeds and getting inseminated by that.