Lesbian Romance Stories Novels & Stories

I brace myself, expecting the slap, the screaming, the same words my mother once hurled at my father's mistress—"You think he won't cheat on you too? You deserve each other. You're nothing." But Wren just steps closer, shoving my shoulder hard enough to make me stumble back. The soreness between my legs flares, a raw reminder of last night. "I've known Luca since I was a child, Vivienne. I've loved him that long. You wouldn't understand, you're just a kid." Her voice cracks. "Don't you have any shame? Huh?" "I'm sorry," I whisper. "You're barely twenty years old, fucking a grown man. Your stepbrother." She spits the word like it's poison. "You disgust me."

They will be mentioned and you will definitely see them again, but their main story will be a completely different one. I hope you guys will enjoy The Kingpin's Obsession as much as I'm currently enjoying writing it...well, it's kinda a dark romance, so there's also a lot of trauma involved...but I hope you guys will like it just as much as you like Kim and Kit! Thank you once again for being so supportive of my LGBTQ+ stories and I hope you guys love reading them as much as I'm loving writing them! Thanks and happy reading! Lovage!!!!

Roses, a white dress, the guests, the sunshine: it all felt so vivid, yet so surreal. His gaze landed on the empty spot where the bridesmaid should have been, and it all clicked why that seat was unoccupied. Natalie was gone. She was gone forever. She had taken her life. She had done that with his unborn child when she leapt from the 18th floor. It was all because he tampered with her medicine, because he dared her to prove her true love, and because of his whispered lies of forever and always. He did everything to win her heart.

The ropes bit into her skin in pretty patterns, and the sight made my nipples tighten against my dress. My breathing was getting shallow. I could feel myself getting wet, the slickness between my thighs impossible to ignore as we moved from scene to scene. Alexander pointed out different kinks: a St. Andrew’s cross with a man being caned until his ass glowed red, a couple engaged in sensual wax play where hot drips made the woman gasp and writhe, a quiet corner where a Domme had her submissive licking her boots while she casually chatted with friends. Every explanation he gave was calm, but his voice grew rougher with each one. I noticed the way his hand froze at my back, his fingers occasio

Liam laid me down, spreading my thighs with reverent hands. Ava straddled my waist, breasts brushing mine as I kissed me slow and filthy, tongue curling against mine. Ethan’s mouth found my clit and without warning, he licked me. In one long, perfect lick that tore a cry from my throat. “Fuck,” I gasped, bucking my hips. “Please….more” Liam knelt beside my head, cock in hand, stroking as he watched Ethan devour me. “Tell us, writer. What do you need?”

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.

My eyes fell on her red lips and it makes me want to kiss it. Fuck. She’s seducing me. I know it. She traced my lips using her index finger before whispering. “I like it hard, Liam. I like being fucked as hard as men could. And I’m gonna moan so loud even if other people might hear me. I like sucking their cocks too… and I love to try deep throating them like a real whore.” I gritted my teeth as slowly, I held her waist and pulled her body to me until she’s straddling me. For sure she already feels my hardness right now.

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.”

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The slick, hot slide of her cunt against mine was driving me crazy. Sally leaned down and sucked hard on my nipple, biting it while she ground faster. “You love this, don’t you? Being a filthy lesbian whore for the vicar’s wife. I bet you touch your pussy every night thinking about sinning, don’t you?” “Yes— fuck— I’m such a dirty wife—” I gasped. She sat up, grabbed my hips and started riding me harder. Our pussies slapped together wetly. Juice ran down my ass crack onto the lounger. I could feel another orgasm building fast.