Lesbian Seduction Novels & Stories

"Taking your cousin's cock like a good girl." They started moving together,Damon thrust deep and steady, whispering dirty loving words. "This pussy belongs to family now and no one else will ever feel how perfect you are." Lily wrapped her legs around him, meeting every thrust,the taboo made it intense knowing his blood was the same as hers, that this was forbidden but felt like coming home. He flipped her over, taking her from behind, one hand rubbing her clit while he pounded harder Lily came again, her pussy squeezing around him, soaking the sheets,the pleasure was so strong she saw stars.

Then I started pounding into hеr tight аѕѕ with ѕmооth hard strokes, the erotic sounds of skin meeting skin echoed in the room as I shoved my dick into her tight hole repeatedly. "Fuck, Selena. What a lying lesbian slut you are. You fucking can't stay away from pussy, can you?" I asked as I jerked my hips back and forth. With every powerful thrust I deliver, she response with breathless moan, her ass muscles gripping my dick so hard that I almost blow my load. "I bet you could eat four to five girls at one time. Don't worry baby, I asked Ellen to arrange an all girls lesbian fucking fest for you where you can eat pussy until your heart content," I said, spanking her ass cheeks.

Her voice trembled, and her tear-streaked face was a heart-wrenching sight. Lionel hesitated for a moment. The woman's delicate, white neck seemed to carry a subtle fragrance, and her trembling, bloodied lips were even more enticing. Her hands, crossed defensively over her chest, only drew more attention to her seductive allure. Her bare skin was pale and incredibly soft, like that of a fairy. After a brief hesitation, Lionel lost the last remnants of his rationality to the seductive woman. Like a predator, he swiftly overpowered her. Never one to kiss women, he found her lips irresistibly tender and sweet, capturing them with precision and taking complete control of her.

[ A lésbian woman seduces and fúcks her coworker's straight wife to prove a point and ends up enjoying it.] I've been a lésbian for as long as I can remember, and I’ve never hidden it. I fúck women with fire in my veins, and I crave the ones who are deliciously out of reach or secretly off-limits.

’ demanded Mark twenty minutes later after Lewis had let him in to the silent house. ‘I’ve had this idea and I want to sound it out on you.’ ‘You're the boss.’ ‘That’s right,’ said Lewis with a smile that didn’t reach his eyes. ‘I am. Now, let’s say that after making love to her brother our heroine decides that she wants to seduce her husband.’ ‘She doesn’t have to seduce him, they're married,’ objected Mark. ‘Yes, but this is a seduction. She could go to his office and make love to him there, something like that.’

In a fit of rage, the goddess of prosperity rushed towards Seductra with a raised fist, and poured out all the venom she’d been harbouring towards her. “You are the goddess of seduction, and I don’t give a damn if you and all your girls aren’t satisfied with all the men you’ve seduced in your territory, neither do I care if you desire men in Africa. But let me tell you something, nothing and I repeat nothing is going to stop Mr Taribo’s initiation…” She stopped abruptly as Seductra planted a kiss on her lips, while holding her chin tenderly. “Your breathing is too…hard,” she whispered, while turning around swiftly and returning to the seat, she’d earlier appeared in. She soon sat down after

Athleticism can compensate for failure to practice a dance routine, or bedroom antics and these ladies performed expertly. Our disposition didn't initiate a lesbian love fest. Both Amazons were purely heterosexual; good friends and comfortable with close proximity, if not their nakedness. My status was that of facilitator. I lured them into a triple kiss, with the added whimsy of Tadêfi's fingers playing along our lips so that she could capture every gasp, deep breath and moan.

And in one fearless move, she slid off her black dress, exposing her white skin to him. He watched her, not saying a thing. Damn, he loved how he went to her in the first place, and how she did not withdraw from him when he made that move in the bathroom. "Come on," her voice revived him. He beamed and sauntered to the bed where she sat like a divinity. Even half naked, her figure was seducing: the exact kind of woman he wanted in his life. For himself. But this woman might have a man and wanted just pleasure for the night. Fuck it! He didn't care, he would fuck her for the night, and let her be from the next morning.

“I love you Adam and the sweetness of your lips gives me my answer.” When a woman is in a nervous or physical bind, she has two weapons at her disposal: tears and her body. She always looks at her opponent and decides which weapon to use. As she mounted his body, she locked his lips in hers and sucked them passionately. Tears are often seen as a sign of weakness, and she didn't want to appear vulnerable. Her body, on the other hand, can be used to her advantage. She used it as a tool of seduction to distract him and gain the upper hand. She stroked his broad chest, wanting to sink into him. He was taken aback by her boldness and his resolve started to crumble. He felt himself getting lost in

she whispered, her voice low and silky, "you won't be able to resist me." She took another slow sip of wine and leaned closer toward the mirror. Her eyes stared at her own face: "I've always gotten what I wanted, and you," she added, winking, "will be no different." Her finger moved around the rim of her glass, planning in her mind. Clara knew that seduction wasn't just about looks-it was about timing, confidence, and knowing precisely how to make a man's pulse race. "Game on," she whispered, cocking her head as if she could see Benedict standing before her. Her naughty smile widened. "You'll be mine, Benedict. Sooner than you think." Clara laughed confidently and turned from the mirror, tak