Lesbian Romance Mga Nobela at Kwento

I shook my head and she kiss me passionately. "You need to be punished, my love." She whispered again licking my neck. "For what?" I asked her. "For the lies," she smirked I rolled my eyes, "Okay fine My King punished your slave," I sexily said which makes her lick her lips. "As you wish," She smirks jeez how can this Lesbian be so handsome at this point? "Ah!" I scream in pain when she slaps my left butt cheek she even grips it, making me open my mouth in pain She was looking at me with desire and lust.

he said. "Just shut up Ryan!" "My only regret is I didn't get to kiss those rosy lips like I planned" he said. "I said shut up!" I yelled. "Have you ever touched her skin, it feels so soft and delicate and....." "Ryan!" I yelled as I dropped my towels and punched him and he fell on the bed. "Come on, don't tell me you haven't noticed how sexy our little Jasmine is" he said amidst laughter and I punched him again.

In chaste bands, the matrons of Elysium honored their new queen with songs before the newlywed goddesses went to their secluded room. Through the open windows, the breeze from the five rivers carried the sound of hissing waves dashed against the thirsty black shore. Inside the chamber, a bronze brazier burned away with its brilliant flames. The flower-scented space was finely lit like a dream. Their marriage bed was neatly made for them with red petals of roses laid beautifully. With genial and kindly fashion, Hades induced her young wife to sit on a soft cushioned seat beside herself.

Ah, yes, that was its name. I glanced at Sophia. “What's a lesbian?” She slouched in the seat. “It's when two girls mate.” Huh? I thought she hated girl-on-girl. Sophia's eyes went out the window. “I’m such a fool. I love them and they forgot about me. One month and just like that,” she snapped her fingers, “they stopped caring. How can I love them when they don’t even love me back? They said they did but it was so easy to get over me. I'm still struggling. Why am I still struggling?”

I was pretty good at it and at the urging of my then girlfriend Julie, had submitted a few to a story site named Erotic escapes where under the pen name hotforteacher I'd gotten some pretty good reviews. Most of my stories were about older women with guys my age and Miss Ross had been the inspiration for many of them. Most of my female leads had the same long dark hair, big brown eyes and perfect full lips as my favorite English teacher. Yes Miss Ross had been the nasty little cougar in my mind and in print many times over the last few months. Shit, I'd even joined her writing discussion group because it met every other Sunday at her house.

Nothing more. But when he looked at her like she was the only woman in the room… when he gently brushed a stray lock of hair from her cheek, a tenderness she hadn’t expected… when his voice lowered and he whispered her name like it was sacred— How was any of that fake? “Selena?” Lexi’s voice, hesitant, came from the doorway. Selena didn’t turn. “Do I look okay?” she said bitterly. Lexi stepped in, closing the door quietly behind her. “You left like you were on fire. Damien’s still at the party. People are asking.”

Chapter 2 Lena’s POV “What the hell do you mean by leverage?” I demanded, my voice cracking with fury as I glared up at Rafael. My heart hammered against my ribs and I could still feel the touch of his fingers on my cheek from earlier. My pussy was still slick from that stupid unwanted reaction, thighs sticky under my wrinkled skirt. I hated how my body kept betraying me around him, nipples tight and aching, a low throb pulsing between my legs every time he spoke.

His hot tongue flicked over my nipples as steady footsteps walked towards us. My jeans was pulled down and I hissed as the cold air brushed against my thighs. The cold didn't last for long as Cassien pushed two fingers into my hole. “Master,” I cried in pleasure, my body convulsing as he started moving. Lucien's lips was still on my breasts while his hands kneaded my other breasts. My mouth fell slightly agape as I arched my hips, grinding against Cassien's fingers. “Patience Luna,” Cassien chuckled as he moved even faster.

The car stopped in front of the giant neon sign that blazed: Bunny Moon Club. "The first impression is the most important thing," whispered Karmen as we paid our admission. "So watch what you do, how you walk, what you say. Take medium-sized steps, and try not to smile so much." I took a mental note. Bunny Moon Club was an oasis for dancing-crazed lesbians. The dancing hadn't started yet. They were still serving dinner. We got a booth and ordered three burgers. Elise and I wanted pizza, but Karmen insisted that it would do too much damage to our breath.

My anger immediately switched over to shock when I saw who it was. Right before me was the dumb woman who had kissed me on my wedding day. She stood before me, smiling seductively while twirling a lock of her hair with her other hand. I yanked my arm out of her hold then took a step back to create space between us. “What are you doing here, Lola?” I eyed her. “Are you stalking me?” Lola giggled. “Maybe… To answer your question, I am here to entertain you. I know that girlie of yours is doing a bad job. So… I came to make you have the best honeymoon ever.”