Lesbian One Shots Novels & Stories

He hammered into her harder than before, brutal, merciless thrusts that jolted her whole body. Her pussy gushed fresh slick in endless rivers around his driving cock. Lila's heart finally knew peace. She gave in completely. Handed him her everything. A pissed off Caleb didn't know it, of course. Not yet. The poor guy was still in the seventh circle of hell. Wet sounds of skin slapping, juices squelching, bounced off the walls as he went wild, claiming and reclaiming her.

In that case, make yourself comfortable and just watch us. I stay very still, watching as this pair of beauties begin to kiss and caress each other. In front of me a lesbian scene begins to play, worthy of an acclaim. While I just limit myself to watching and feeling very miserable.

Until next time you stay girly and I'll stay in the closet awaiting my best opportunity to finally escape. Love, Teagan The Closeted Lesbian

He looked directly into her eyes and Elysia felt herself evaporating at the heat of them, "And the moon is beautiful even with its stains. You are just like a moon, Luna (moon in Italian). They make you gorgeous. If I could, I would pull out my heart to show you how much I love them." Tears left her eyes from the corner. No one had told her such words. "I will make you forget everything." He kissed her eyes. The soft touch of his lips made her exhale. He kissed her high nose bridge, both her cheeks, forehead and finally settling on the lips. They perfectly molded against him. His teeth dug into her bottom lip and she let out a shaky breath at that gesture. He was so calm and composed that sh

CONTENT WARNING: This story contains explicit lesbian sexual content, detailed descriptions of arousal and manual stimulation, discussions of watersports/urophilia, BDSM themes (domination/submission), graphic language, and taboo sexual fantasies. CHAPTER ONE Isabella studied her reflection in the rearview mirror as she pulled her long blonde hair into a ponytail. She frowned.

I immediately blushed, tearing my gaze away from her and swallowing hard as I tried to sit up on the bed to speak. “I–you look really good—” But before I could finish, Clara stepped in front of me and pushed me back onto the bed with one hand, settling herself into a position I never thought I’d see in real life. I’d seen it before, just not outside of my laptop screen. That day, I wasn’t sure what had gotten into me, but I’d searched lesbian sex, and one of the videos showed this exact position— Scissoring where two women rub their pussies together.

— just girl time, movies, snacks, all of that. Everyone knows that a curious straight girl combined with a very experienced and curious lesbian creates an incredibly charged mix. We lounged around together, watched movies, and talked for hours. She opened up about how almost every guy she had been with treated her poorly, like a pig, and how she desperately needed something new and different. I told her I had the perfect person in mind for her. That same night, I decided I needed a shower before bed. I walked into my bathroom, deliberately leaving the door unlocked. I slowly stripped out of my jeans, then slid my bright pink thong down my legs.

The dusty attic felt warmer and safer. Suddenly, I felt a budding arousal growing in me. See the girls huddled together reminded me of my lesbian p**n addiction. What would it feel like if all of use practiced an orgy? I realised I wanted more than these stories tonight. Celestine picked up my phone from the cushion. A notification lit the screen. Her eyes widened gently. "Isabelle. This notification—it’s from a lesbian p**n site. You were watching that?"

She leaned over and whispered, "You invited his college sweetheart to fuck him this weekend while you're gone?" "Yes, dear," I whispered back. "She's a lesbian. I don't need to worry about her." "If she's lesbian, why she fuck him?" "Rhonda's a lesbian too. We're sex slaves. We need sex. Dawn will fuck him the most. Lucia and Zoe will mostly enjoy each other." Zoe was saying, "Well, you've had your threesome with me since. How did you like it?" "I loved it. Too bad you were pregnant. I felt I had to be gentle with you."

It wasn't easy to see, but you could see it, though more by attitude than coloring, which was very subtle. She glanced at us, wondering what we thought of the comment. "Don't look at us," I said, "we're all wondering the same thing." "Are you all lesbians?" She asked. "Only Lucia," I answered, "but we all appreciate a nicely turned out woman anymore. We've all had sex with women. Reneé is bi, but you definitely look good enough to eat, even to me."