Lesbian Pissing Novels & Stories

She screamed as her thighs tightened around me and her legs squirmed beside me She fell off to the side and panted out "Holy, fucking, shit, how do you do that?" "Do what?" I questioned mocking innocence She smiled softly, her eyes still shut "Make me cum so hard." After multiple mind blowing and orgasm filled rounds of what the boys would call "hot lesbian sex" we had settled under the covers. She rested her head on my chest and our legs had tangled together under the sheets that felt cold against the heat of my skin. "Someones tired." I whispered causing her head to pop up She rolled her eyes, if I hadn't cum so many times already I'd be taking her again just for that "Someone made me cum

"I understand. They're undergoing orgasm denial all day with Slave Trainers today, but I want them to enjoy themselves as well, and by watching them engage in sex, it's beneficial to my own libido, but I'm looking for something other than oral sex positions to watch." "On Memorial Day, you saw a couple of the women doing what we lesbians call scissoring or tribbing with another woman," Mistress Dark said. "Tribbing is really any genital to genital rubbing, while scissoring is a specific form of it. I believe Lisa did it with your Mother, so I'm sure she understands the concept. You could tell them they have to make each other orgasm without using their tongues. I'm certain they would find al

I was just surprised," Tess said, putting her hand on Lyda's shoulder. Lyda looked up, her face was still red, but she was smiling sheepishly. "Sorry I got upset," she said and Rachael felt her heart loosen up a bit. "So tell us about it," Rachael said, leaning forward with intense interest. "I don't know," Lyda said but she could tell by her friends' looks that they wanted to know. She giggled then spoke, looking at Rachael's tits as she did so, "It was just this time in the bathtub. Sometimes I like to masturbate underwater because it slides in easier. So I was just...fingering myself in the tub and it was like... really good that time. I don't know why. So I was going really hard and I sl

“Clean it up slut.” Sophia opened her mouth next and he shoved inside her deep, fucking her throat until she gagged and drooled all over her tits. He spat in to "Making it earlier for you slut" Riley and Amara watched silently in total awe and disgusting. Heat building in between each of their legs. “Good. Now the others. Show them their place.” He made Sophia crawl over and kiss Riley’s pussy first, then Amara’s. Forced lesbian shit. The girls didn’t fight it anymore. They spread their legs and let Sophia lick while Daniel stroked himself.

Once they had disappeared, Kathy asked me a question. "Do guys really do what you said? You know, kiss a woman down there between the legs?" "Yeah, I'm pretty sure. Sometimes women do other women that way, too. You know what a lesbian is, right?" "Yeah, but I thought they just kissed and fingered each other. Have you ever wondered what it would be like to do it that way to a girl? Do you think it's gross?" I had jerked off many times smelling Kathy's pussy from the crotch of her panties, so no, I didn't think it was gross. I would be in heaven.

But I guess it happens when she is really embarrassed about something too. “Yeah...I’ve seen it. But don’t tell him. I don’t want him to get mad.” “So if you’ve seen it then why did you ask if he was big? If you already know your roommate is packing.” “Well I’ve just never...seen another one before.” My jaw dropped open. “What? I mean I get that you’re a lesbian babe but you’ve never seen a penis before?” “Well...no.” “Not even in p**n?” “I don’t really watch p**n, but when I do it’s always two girls.”

she sobbed, her pussy gushing juices down his shaft. Across the room, Chelsea and Damien approached the missionary statue. Chelsea's heart pounded, her small frame trembling as she lay back on the floor, spreading her legs wide to reveal her pink pussy, already slick from the room's influence. Damien stripped off his shirt, his muscular chest heaving, and dropped his pants to let his long cock spring out, veined and throbbing. He positioned himself between her thighs, leaning down to capture her lips in a rough kiss, his tongue pushing into her mouth while she kissed back hungrily, tears streaming down her cheeks.

Lissa screamed. "Damn you, you're not different from those men, I was just fooling myself. And then you're going to say that it's all because of me?! Are you a child who needs their parent's consent and protection to have sex and get your ding-dong sucked off?!" Lissa then counted the fingers in her hand until she lost count of how many men tried to get into her pants. She shriveled her hair in utter frustration then she screamed on top of her lungs, feeling like she was about to lose her mind.

How do I break the fucking door down? I have no idea, and that's okay because I have plenty of time to figure it out. Love, Teagan The Closeted Lesbian

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.."