Lesbian Sex Novels & Stories

I slipped into my room, locked the door, and yanked the curtains shut until the space was dim and secret. My hands shook as I pulled my favorite dildo from the nightstand—the thick, veiny eight-inch one I had only ever used while thinking about girls like her. I shoved my shorts and panties down in one motion, kicked them aside, and fell back onto the bed, legs spread wide. I opened my laptop and clicked straight to my favorite lesbian video—the one with the girl getting a sensual massage that turned into a proper fucking. The moans filled the room. I didn’t even bother with foreplay. I rubbed my swollen clit in fast, desperate circles, then slid two fingers deep into my dripping hole, pumpi

Then she threw her head back in pleasure. Amy was obviously a fast learner when it came to lesbian sex. She took to it like a duck to water. My cock throbbed as I watched my wife lick her pussy. She ran her tongue from the opening to the clit. Every time she touched the clit, Lisa moaned. She bucked her hips across my wife's face and I could see the juices she was leaving behind. Then she threw her head back and screamed as she climaxed strongly. Lisa climaxed several times before she dismounted Amy's face. They both collapsed on the bed and began kissing lovingly again. They lay face to face whispering to each other for some minutes before Amy turned to me. S

Some were like you before I initiated them- proud of myself. She smiled. Karen wondered she was supposed to do. Smile too? A awkward smile appeared on her face. “Yesterday was great,” she repeated. “I mean…I kept thinking about it all through the night. It was this morning I realized it was just the sex but the person.” Was this how lesbians toast? Karen wondered. “You have a beautiful soul.” She placed her hand on Karen’s. “I’m not a lesbian, Lorna.” “But we made sparks yesterday. I enjoyed it as much as you did and I’ll be lying if I said I don’t want to do it again.”

Orla lay in the warm water in the bathtub, she massages her breasts sexually, trying to tame the sexual urges in her by forcing an orgasms. She knew the right spots in her body to make it happen sooner than normal, once the fluid comes rushing out her body, she would feel much better.

she said, suddenly lost for words. I leaned back and crossed my legs. “You know,” I began, trying to help her out. “It’s hard enough being a lesbian, even though I know there were times when it certainly was harder. But it seems that being a lesbian AND being a woman who loves sex is a bit more than most people can handle,” I laughed.

In a deserted mansion, I was alone with my enemy. "If you want, I can hear your complaints. I hope I can help with your problem." I looked down sadly and cried again. I felt Vero pulling my hair lifting my face violently. "Noisy!! Too much drama. Tell me about last night quickly." "It's complicated. That night, after I got a photo of Kinan kissing a man, I don't know why my body felt like I wanted to go to a gay Bar. I saw there was a lot of happiness there. Then, I had a drink and the waiter offered me a one-night stand with a man. He gave me the key to the room. In the room, I immediately hugged him tightly. The hug he gave really made me peaceful. After that, we had sex and I became the b

to get to. No matter what you are doing, you are having sex. Lesbian sex—any sex, has no beginning, middle, or end. It’s all an ongoing experience with different phases. Enjoy whatever is happening at the moment. When the buildup becomes unbearable, you can switch to more focused activities, but no one has ever complained about too much long, slow, intense teasing". It was incredible how I could remember almost all I secretly learned and being able to play it out tonight with her. We reached the climax of our sexual fantasies and collapsed on our stale and dingy mattress and we slept almost immediately in exhaustion.

Taken aback by the vehemence of Linda's questioning, Jennifer blurted out, "No, ma'am, it's not like that. I just don't know how. She's all I've ever wanted. When we've masturbated together, all I wanted was for her to kiss me. I would fuck her in an instant if I knew she wanted me too." Shaking her head in disgust, Linda had to turn her head to keep the frightened girl from seeing her satisfied smile. She couldn't wait to have her daughter and surrogate daughter fucking like horny little bunnies, just like Linda and Beth. But Linda was determined to have fun with the young girl first. After all, at this very moment, Beth was busy seducing Brittany. Why shouldn't she have some lesbian fun wi

Sonia felt her hormones were rising and the gentle touch of his lips and hand on her breasts made her grow wet the more. She held his free hand, guiding it down to her thighs. She shifted her gown high with one hand, while the other hand, which held Luci's, guided it to her V area. She touched his hand on her panties and he felt her wetness stained on it. Luci rubbed her wetness against his finger, causing her to cum more than she already has. She moaned, and he loved the way she did that. He pulls her panties down to her thigh so that he can have dominion of her sensitive area without any obstruction.

He hadn’t spoken to Douglas in years, but that hadn’t seemed to bother his old friend. They’d talked for quite some time about Rowena and her situation. Douglas had convinced him to trust that she knew what she needed and had recommended ‘Healing Sex: The Right Approach to Healing Sexual Trauma’ a book that encourages women recovering from sexual abuse to live a normal sexual life again and teaches them how to say ‘yes’ to their own sexual desires and on their own terms. He’d bought it immediately and had been racing through it, trying to nail down a game plan before contacting Rowena. There was no doubt… He’d be consulting it frequently and he wasn’t even halfway through.