Lesbian Scat Novels & Stories

hint, hint. And thus I had a lesbian four-way. The first girl, Evie, was bi- and worked at Planned Parenthood, explaining the condom lore. Girl two, Samantha, was a lesbian, but having a strong sex drive, decided that Yasmin was as luscious as I thought she was. Back at my place, it took Samantha thirty minutes to get used to sharing her bed with a man.

She's got moonglow tits that bob in night waters, perfect round globes like curled-up white rabbits with black peaks of areola and gray nipples because she's all poison and ebony eyes and milky skin. She's curled up in my closet in a nest fit for the Zu bird and sweet seraph curses and she crows and speaks the language of birds that are girls, or girls that are monsters, with scaled legs and owl wings from ancient Sumerian carvings, but she's not perched on two lions, her thin wan legs are jumping on your bed and you're throwing pillows at each other and painting her lips and talons with a pop of cherry poison. It's all fun and games until arsenic kisses and slashed throats of words fly, it'

And it was as soon as my imaginations ran wild, recognizing that type of sound that curiosity crept mischievously into me. Peeking into the nearby stall, I was beheld with the most fascinating form of lesbian sex- -scratch that, disgusting. Up against the wall was a brunette convict with her legs opened wide across the shoulders of a blonde that had her head, -that buried deep into her thighs of the moaner. It was at my soft laughter that alerted the indulged experimenters and turning back at me, I was urged to look away. Despite the suspicion that might have crept into their minds, barely seconds was yet another loud moan, one that I could guess preceded an immensely groomed orgasm.

He tries a few times, same reaction "I… I can't. I just… can't…” he says after the twelfth fail, stepping back. His face is red, he is sweating. As he is still thinking of what to, another healer- Healer Danabel- walks in “Holy cow!” she freezes when she sees me. Everyone in this pack knows that Danabel is a season lesbian even though she always tries to deny it. I guess this is one proof now. Danabel runs inside, her breast suddenly very perky. She cannot even stand a quarter of my scent.

"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

"Damn girl, you must have a golden vagina—," "Scotty!" Luther boomed. "This is serious. Hex thinks she's mated to him." "Ouch," he mumbled, rubbing the back of his neck. "That would be one hell of a threesome—," "Get out," Luther said, knocking a few things off his desk. "Get the hell out."

"We can't just ignore this.“ Susie's voice trembled as she swiveled the screen once again. "There are more videos. Look, this one is of a girl... and oh my goddess!" Sara turned away, unable to bear witness to the horrors unfolding on the screen. "Oh goddess! She's a Lycan," she whispered, her voice filled with sorrow.

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

Lia smirked in response. "I'm actually going to leave, but not without her," Lia said, pointing to Chloe. She glared at Scott one more time before walking over to Chloe and lifting her up. "I know what you all do to her. It will make you kneel down and beg for forgiveness," she said, then turned to face Scott directly. "You're not a man. The only thing that makes you different from a woman is the useless cord under your pants. Fool!" With those parting words, she spat and walked out.

The sound is obscene. “Fuck yes— scissor me harder, Sophie!” I beg, voice breaking. “Let them see what a lesbian slut I am for my best friend.” She pounds against me, the toy thrusting deep with every roll of her hips. Her perky tits bounce as she rides me. The wand buzzes mercilessly against our swollen clits. I cum again, squirting violently around the toy, soaking her thighs and the bed. Sophie keeps grinding through my orgasm, chasing her own.