Lesbian Quotes Novels & Stories

Charlotte titled her head and pouted her full pink lips, grinning when her blonde lover leaned down to kiss them softly. “Yeah, but this is Pride we’re talking about. What kind of shitty lesbians would we be if we skipped out?” “Hey now...speak for yourselves, I’m reppin’ the Bisexual team all day!” Liza giggled as she shimmied out of bed and stumbled to the restroom. “Yeah, you’re the B in LGBT baby girl so nice try but you’re not getting out of it!” Brody called after her with a mischievous chuckle.

“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.

"You! I said shut it up!" "And what is your business with mine?" Queen questioned. "You talk too much! You are an hypocrite and there's no difference between those girls and us! Yes, us! We are all sinners! Stop castigating them! It's enough! What the hell is wrong with you?" Vivian said. "Who and who is the same? God forbid! Me and a fellow girl? Over my dead body! They might be the same with you though, since you're also a lesbian! Is that not why you despise boys so much?" Queen accused.

“I swear you’re the biggest half-wit I know.” “But… Why?” I mutter, more to myself than to Eli. “Contrary to what you believe, Lavender, you’re more than just a pretty face. You’re an honest, funny and stubborn bad ass, a killer combination for someone like Atlas, who’s spent his life being with fake women who would do anything to get into bed with him. Then he met you, someone absolutely adamant to not sleep with him. Of course it drove him crazy. Every idiot could’ve predicted it.”

"Forget it. I have to go to school tomorrow and besides, I don't trust you. Men make women drunk nowadays to get what they want. It’s what they call nowadays ‘drink, hit and run’." "You're not a woman though." Carlos said. Alex couldn't explain the sudden feeling of pain when she heard that statement from him. Yes, she is a lesbian, but it doesn't mean she is safe with him. It is painful to know that Carlos doesn't see her as a woman. Carlos opened two bottles of beer and handed one to Alex. "You don't need to finish it, just try. Do you want me to order other food? We can have pizza or how about chicken?"

Pam replied. She doubted if Sylvia really intended on getting in touch with her friend. It was probably just a way to end the conversation in a comfortable manner. In fact, she doubted she would even hear from Sylvia again. It was obvious that Sylvia was put off by her sexual preference. The million-dollar question was; could she really call herself a lesbian? Now, after spending several lustful days in Darryl’s bed? Was she a lesbian or bi-sexual or just plain confused? Pam slowly lowered the telephone receiver back into its cradle. She felt overwhelmed. She couldn’t even blame Sylvia for being turned off. She disgusted herself!

Lisa is back. "What if you fall?" "Life is all about risks..." "Never have I kissed a girl..." "Do you want to kiss a girl?" I asked shockingly and she just laughed. "Don't act surprised. No don't be holy, every girl is bis*Some just tame theirs.That's why we call each other sweet names and all touchy touchy..." "So you would kiss a girl?" "Why not? But I am not a lesbian I just want to feel if it's different..." "You are crazy Lisa" I shook the dirty thoughts off my mind

I’m a Summers witty comebacks are in my DNA. “You really can’t think of a better insult. I told you before, true or false being a lesbian isn’t an insult. Even if I did swing that way, I told you I wouldn’t touch you with a ten-foot pole. So why are you and your gaggle of plastic cunts giddy this early in the morning?” I arched my brow, eyeing each of them.

“Hey, why are you asking these weird questions?’ “I…” Georgia’s voice softens this time. I can see her gulp. “Have someone I’ve been trying to impress with,” She turns back to me and comb all my dead hair down to the ground and some even drop on my lap, which I sweep down with my hand. “and they say lesbians have better tastes than most men.” She finishes her sentence as she’s also done with the soft brush thing. “Oh,” I start saying. “I see. Well…Just be yourself! Don’t impress people by lying! If that man hates you for acting like you, then that man doesn't deserve you. Leave him be! Major turn-off! Just be the Georgia you always are.”

"But you're poor in the wordsmith department. Nora isn't good. She's sublime, incomparable, breathtaking, and graceful. Any woman who can play baseball like Nora is, in my opinion, a goddess." I cringed. "You seriously have a mega crush on her," I said with a smile. "Of gargantuan proportions." "Talk to her then." This time Olive sighed. She picked up a ball and held it in front of her eyes like it was a work of art. "Some girls," she said, "they're right there in front of us, perfect and gorgeous, but so far out of our league, it's just tragic, Darci." "Looks like someone finally understands how I feel for once," I said.