Lesbian Pee Novels & Stories

“I just had the best lesbian sex of my life.” My mouth fell open. “Wait…what? Are you gay?” “I’m bi, babe. What’s there not to love about women?” She leaned back, counting on her fingers. “The ass? Soft, round, perfect to grab. The boobs? God, the way they bounce when she’s riding your face. The pussy? tastes like fucking heaven. But back to what I was saying…you should see the way this girl fucked my brains out.” She launched into it, voice dropping low and filthy.

I asked directing my question to Mesi as Destiny's laughter echoed over the line. "You know, lesbian porn is just very overexaggerated and unrealistic as you said and I can't get off if I don't believe they're enjoying themselves, and with gay porn, it's just a lot more realistic, at least to me," she explained and I smiled glancing over to the gate to see Tameka entering and I sent her wordless greeting before returning my undivided attention to the conversation I was currently having over the phone. "Okay I understand," I voiced

She couldn't wait to straighten up now and stick her own fingers in them, at least to ease the unbearable pleasure a little. She twisted her waist and clamped her legs together to try and ease the intense urge to pee, only to find she had botched it and shuddered and spread her legs wide again. Her pussy contracted fiercely and a huge pool of love juice gurgled out of her flesh, running down her perineum line and collecting in like a small stain on the lab bench. It was pathetic. Hermosa's breasts, already swollen and red from suffocation, bobbed helplessly in front of Brent's eyes.

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?"

Leo’s large dick had knocked its way clear up into her bladder it seemed. Their steamy shower ended with an even hotter kiss. By then, Amber was practically squeezing her legs shut. She appreciated Leo’s efforts to help her dry off but tried to hurry it along. She still had some dignity left believe it or not, which meant a lot coming from a prostitute, and pissing herself in front of Leo was not on her top ten list of enjoyable activities. Finally, honesty was the best policy after all. “Leo, I’m going to pee myself. Can I have a moment here please? Perhaps you can go open us up a box of those pastries?”

As the vibrating cock hit her G- spot and at the same time Elsa pushed and massaged at her pee hole harshly, she started to squirt and pee at the same time like a whore. Tears of uncontrollable pleasure slipped out of her eyes as she tried to consume the powerful orgasm. She tried to clench her thighs shut and fight with all her power to get away but it was impossible in front of the power of the whole pack of women. As her cum dripped down on the ground and her pee spurt out of her pee hole like a fountain, landing on the woman who was fucking her madly and happily, it became impossible for her to stop herself from not coming once again.

She had no idea if that was pee or something else, but the fluid simply wouldn’t stop as the Harlem Shake shook the orgasm out of her, wringing her pleasure fluids dry as she twitched at the side of her desk feeling every bump rub against her clitoris. Honestly, it was mind-blowing. London didn’t smell the foul odour that piss gave off. If anything, there was a weird scent lingering in the air coming from the apparently clear fluid smearing everywhere on her floor. London didn’t know what that was. It wasn’t cum, and it wasn’t piss.

“I still wanna know, bisexual women feel both dick and pussy, right?” Joe was drunk, talking in Zahn's face. “Now, people claim that lesbians don't feel dick at all. How's that possible?” Zahn looked at him like he was annoying her. “That's cause they don't.”

My pussy loved it. I was soaked. Dripping wet. Tears filled my gaze, every part of me ashamed of what was being revealed. Ashamed of how my body betrayed me. She turned to Leo at once, taking her finger out and holding it up in the air, my wetness dripping off it. "She's wet, sir. Really, really wet." I shut my eyes, lips trembling, disgust and shame burning hotter into me. Leo’s dark laughter filled the room, crawling up my skin like dirt. “Soaking,” he repeated. "See that, pet? Your big sister's a liar." He laughed louder, and more tears fell down my cheeks, my lips vibrating.

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