Lesbian One Shots Novels & Stories

On her laptop screen, two women were having passionate lesbian sex, one licking the other. I bit my lip hard. I didn’t know she was into girls. The sight of her touching herself like that made my own pussy throb instantly. I should have left. But I couldn’t move. Lynn’s fingers moved faster. She moaned louder, her hips lifting off the bed. “Fuck… yes…” she whispered. I slipped my hand into my shorts without thinking. I was already wet. I rubbed my clit slowly, watching her. My breath was shaky. I had fantasized about her so many times, but seeing her like this was something else.

And it was no news that there was something going on between them all. Ariel and Lorna are lesbians couple but they already had foursome with Noel and Joe. While Maya is still having a peculiar sex with Noel. Talah has slept with Joe sometime ago and tonight she had Joe and Jack’s cocks buried in her cunt. Jack seems to be the only boy who hasn’t been with any other girl in the group aside her which just happened tonight.

Rose Nisha was so excited to have us in their territory, and I tried my best to be present with her, but I had lingering trepidation swimming in my gut. I felt the eyes of Lunar Lake’s pack warriors glued to our every movement. Should I have just said that why we were in Nova Scotia? I was doubting myself, and that was the worst feeling as the Luna of a pack. I felt Orion’s hand sneak into mine, sending a flood of warmth and comfort through our mate bond. I let his scent wash over me. I gave him an appreciative hand squeeze before focusing back on Nisha.

I had taken a risky glance and saw the barrier the women had formed with their bodies. They were Xander’s men, obviously. But they couldn’t use force on any of the women here. I heard they were wives, girlfriends, and mates of important figures. Xander may be the lycan king, but it was all politics. And starting a war with a conflict that could have been avoided is bad politics. We run down multiple staircases. I don’t know how I’m able to run with heels. And this fast too. But it felt exhilarating. Instead of being worried about falling and breaking my neck, I wanted to laugh loudly at how freeing it felt.

It was raining cat and dogs and the thunder clapped giving room for fear. "Why do you have to separate the two?" "Because that's what i have to do." Then the thunder rumbled loudly. "And they must never come together." NISHA’S POV The five of them were positioned around me, naked and I bit my lower lip, ready to be devoured by these hot men. Looking at each disk, I could feel myself wanting them inside of me, immediately. There were a lot of foreplay, and just as they all they positioned their dick in every hole in my body, I woke up instantly.

You step out of it, standing in only bra, panties, and the brown four-inch Louboutins. Gabriel’s gaze drags over your skin. When you reach behind to unhook the bra, he lifts one finger. “Do it slowly, Lila. We’re not in a hurry now, are we?” You shake your head in response to his question, and he commends you with another lazy smile as his eyes fix on your breasts. Your nipples turn into pebbles under his intense stare. You hook your thumbs in the waistband of your panties, then pause. You look at him and wait for his approval.

she said. Vaeron said nothing. But something in his chest cracked and he whispered: “She’s remembering who she is.” Deep in the Deadwood, they howl without sky. No moons. No law. Outcasts among outcasts. I came to them bleeding. They laughed, they bared teeth. But when I spoke, the ground trembled. And they bowed. “Luna of No One,” they said and gave me their dead. The night was quiet. Too quiet. Seris struck while I slept. No blade. Just words.

It’s a celebration of what we've survived together, affirmation of what we've chosen to build, physical expression of a love that’s overcome every obstacle that tried to tear us apart. The next kiss is Dane’s, soft and questioning, his hands cupping my jaw while his tongue presses lightly against my lower lip. But it’s Liam’s hands on my hips, drawing me back, that grounds me in the moment, his hold both gentle and possessive. My body is everywhere at once: tongue meeting Dane’s, hips flush against Liam’s thighs, the wind cold on my bare skin where their hands have already started peeling away my clothes. We’re half-dressed, half-wild, and the blanket of pine needles scratches my knees throu

And now she knew that, despite not being interested in Dana herself, I had a weakness for the idea of the two of them dyking out. Either when we were having sex or to tease me into having sex, my babe described all sorts of lesbian acts involving herself and her sister. I wasn't sure if what she told me was a recollection of past events between them or just some hot incestuous fantasy she concocted at the moment, but I didn't care. My reactions to Deb's tales were always very enthusiastic. It was insanely hot to pound my girlfriend's pussy or ass while listening to her murmur about the two of us fucking her twin sister and making her service us like a good bisexual slut. That was hands down

The pressure inside me sharpened. "Lila..." "I know," she murmured against my skin. "Let go." The orgasm rolled through me in strong waves. My walls clenched around her fingers and a broken moan left my throat. She worked me through every pulse, slowing only when I went limp beneath her. We stayed like that for a while, her weight warm on top of me, both of us breathing hard. Then she shifted and reached for the small bag she'd left on the side table the night before. From it she pulled a slim, curved vibrator.