Lesbian G Novels & Stories

“That was—“ I pant, trying to find the words but she doesn’t let me. She’s back to sucking my pussy hard. Again, I cry out. I grab fistfuls of her, holding her in place. Bey nods; her way of saying she’s not going anywhere. She licks me with long, skilled strokes. So this is what it feels like to be sucked by a woman. It is nothing short of divine. I can’t believe it’s taken me so long to finally get around to screwing a lesbian. I had been so busy chasing cocks, I’d almost forgotten I had to fuck a lesbian— to get it off my list. I shut my eyes tightly, feeling the rippling sensations of each suck, as it tears through my hole. “Oh god,” I heave. “I’m going to cum. I’m going to fucking cum.”

"Gosh, this woman's such a bitch. She's the one finding a surrogate but lies and plays the victim." "I bet she made up the story about the mistress insulting her." "Begging for help with that attitude? What a shocker." "This woman livestreams at the mistress' neighborhood, saying the mistress is sleeping with the security. Luckily, he didn't let her in. Who knows what she'd do?" "Gentle reminder, this woman is the real mistress." That single comment sent ripples across the internet. Finally, someone revisited the original video. Everyone flooded the comments with insults, then went to Sabrina's profile to attack her.

She poked me again, "shut up.. it's not like you've never wanted to have your needs fulfilled.." "Well is it so hard to stick to one person?" "Wasn't about that to me. First of all, lesbian sex is different than what you guys do, you wouldn't know.." I knew exactly what she was talking about but I kept my mouth shut and raised a brow, "riiiight.. it's not like you have a panis you're hiding from me." She laughed and looked at her closet with guilt all over her face. This time I poked her ass, "oh my God Paris you are such a sex freak.."

"Oh that's it, right there." Gabrielle might've been an amateur when it came to lesbian lovemaking, but she knew exactly what she liked someone to do to her. It was quickly turning out that Callista liked many of the same things. Keep it up, baby," Callista cried out as she held the back of Gabrielle's head, "We're almost there."

“What?” She glanced around,no cars, no one close enough to overhear and then asked, “Are you… mainly a lesbian?” A corner of my mouth tugged upward. “Yeah,” I said easily, “at school I am.” She looked curious, almost mischievous now. “Do you… know about the 69 position? We should try it.” Her words caught me off guard. I shot her a side glance, my brow lifting. “If your first lesbian sex was with me, how do you even know you want to try that?”

She ground into me as she moaned into his mouth and he stiffened now hard again into my bottom. With a shuddering heave and a muffled howl, she shoved somehow even more onto my fingers and orgasmed, gushing into my hand. It was better than I could ever have possibly imagined during all of our teasing talks. Feeling a woman shudder below my hand like that was as breathtaking as if I'd come myself. I was astonished realizing that. I had no idea. For the first time in my life, lesbians made perfect sense. * "Oh, I fuck married people all the time, you know? But never just husbands or wives. Only together. A girl has to have standards, you know."

[ 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.

She smiled, "wooow.. you know all that?" I sighed not trying to think about last night and me on my laptop going through these stupid lesbian groups on F******k. They were full of shitty narrow minded people who thought they were real lesbians because they didn't have kids or sleep with a man.. I looked at Meagan, "makes me wonder if they even know what a lesbian is? Coz they make it about sex and kids forgetting that we are females regardless of our sexuality and females pop out children." Meg laughed, "eat and preach at the same time..."

But that was the nut of the problem. There was one girl in the school who was an open lesbian. Her name was Lisa and she played on the softball team and was all of the clichés that people associated with lesbianism. She was a bit masculine, she was strong and athletic, she had a deeper voice, a bit chubby, and was a bit aggressive. Furthermore, she tended to alienate girls and discomfit boys. It didn't matter that she was a very nice person when you got to know her (Rachael knew Lisa when they were younger and had been friendly acquaintances if not friends). But that wasn't Rachael. She wasn't just suppressing some sort of inner stereotypical lesbian; she was a lesbian and girly-girly.

Gemma said, glancing at you with a smile. "Oh, god no," Julie scoffed. "Honey, let me tell you - you ain't had a good pussy licking until you've been with a proper lesbian. Let me guess, he spends about five minutes down there, then pops and sticks it in?" Julie seemed to have the sense to try and at least pivot into whatever joke she wanted to get to, but Gemma wasn't letting her escape. "Actually," she said loudly. "It's more like twenty minutes of heaven."