Lesbian Seduces Friend Novels & Stories

The servant moaned softly, hips rolling helplessly against the princess’s hand. The princess leaned in, biting gently at the side of her neck. “Do not look away,” she whispered. “You come looking at me.” The servant forced her eyes open, meeting the princess’s gaze. Her eyes were dark and calm, as if she held every secret in the world. The princess quickened her movements, her thumb pressing against her clit, rubbing tight circles. The pleasure came fast, sharp, leaving no room for breath. The servant whimpered softly, her body shaking in the princess’s lap.

I wanted to break their mundane bubble with a burst of chaos. Delight, with her perfectly manicured nails and overpriced clothing, huffed in disdain. “If this is your seductive plan, you might want to try someone with a bit more style,” she drawled, sneering at my companion with a gaze that could wither flowers. “I mean, really, this dude? He looks like he just walked off the set of a rejected reality show.”

After I died, the Moon Goddess chose me and gave me a second life. But I had crossed over into a world of werewolves, and my mission was to win the heart of Soren, a notorious charmer who left a trail of admirers wherever he went. He brought me to the rooftop of the tallest building in the city, where countless fireworks bloomed across the sky in unison. "Surprised? I arranged this fireworks show just for you. Do you like it?" The barrage scrolled across my vision: [This is when you pretend to be shy. That's all you have to do.] Shy? Of course I could do shy. I gave him a demure smile, reached up to brush my fingers along his cheek, and gazed at him tenderly. "Surprised, yes. But fireworks a

I think this après ski reaction is part of their genetic concoction. Vera’s next action was perfect. She got up, took me by the hand and led me out the room, naked as we were, and into her apartment and there she finished me off with kisses and lots of tongue in all the right places. and that was my first lesbian experience - and to think I had seriously considered not going to the hunt ball because everyone knows they are boring!

I said, my voice steady, though my heart was hammering a frantic rhythm against my ribs. ​"You were a guest when your brother had leverage," Victoria hissed, stepping close enough that the scent of her sharp, expensive perfume suffocated the lingering cedarwood on my skin. "But right now, Leo is in Berlin, staring at a stabilized stock market and believing a beautifully crafted lie. You are entirely alone here, Jane. You have no status, no protection, and if you refuse to help with my event, I will have security drag you and your belongings onto the gravel before the caterers even arrive."

I said, my voice tight. “That’s what they all say.” Lucia leaned on the counter, admiring her perfect nails. “But then they hear him with other women, and suddenly they’re doing everything they can to get his attention. It’s pathetic.” “Then it’s a good thing I’m not pathetic,” I said, meeting her stare. Something flickered in her eyes, surprise maybe, or annoyance that I pushed back. “We’ll see how long that lasts.” She sauntered off. Sofia rolled her eyes. “Ignore her. She’s just bitter because Master Kai has literally never looked at her twice despite all her efforts.”

I’d been thinking about her cunt for hours, seeing the twinkle in her eyes as she shared my written filth with her new friend. I didn’t bother pouring another whisky. Instead, I took her back through and placed her butt on the dining table next to my laptop. “Do you think they’ll be acting some of this out?” I asked her, gesturing to the screen. She nodded. “Yep. For sure. She loves all of it. Even the whisk.” “Really?” Rosie beamed at me. “Yeah. They’ll be trying that out, and who knows? Lola might have slut written on her in marker pen in the morning.”

I completely forgot someone was beside me the whole time. "Are you into him? Or are you just playing a sick joke?" This was kind of awkward; my friend noticed my behavior just now. I can't tell her I am in love with a man far older than me, or she will think I'm crazy. Well, I am crazy, but only crazy for him. "What are you talking about?" I asked, pretending to not understand what she said. "I saw your face flush red when you were talking to him." She saw well, I really did blush; why wouldn't I? His presence produces many effects in me, and she just saw one of them. If only she knew what is going on in my mind.

He slipped in his cock, and was going to deep further, when the girl cry pierced through the basement. "Please."I heard her weakened and tiny voice pleading. "You wanted to fuck girl, right?" Leo scorned, with his cock slipping out of the girls cunt, while his hands rubbed gently on the girl cunt. "I'm going to fuck you untill you told me the reason you've come to seduce us. Who sent you over to distract us from our duties?" Leo questioned, tightening his cock as he attempted to slip in her cunt. "Oh, my God." I threw my face away from the spot I was, as I saw something like blood but maybe it was my sight deceiving me.

Five years was a long time to put life on hold for ungrateful piece of shit. “Relax....this is not going to work if you keep on flinching every time my hands lands on you “Oliver whispered as he lifted me on to his lap. I screamed nervously as I held on to his neck clumsily. I still couldn’t grasp the fact that I had accepted an offer of sex from my husband’s best friend. How crazy could I get? “Kiss me …” he ordered as his hot burning stare remained on my lips. The heat coming from him was like a furnace, burning its way deep into my bones and crashing my weak resolve.