Lesbian Sex Short Story Novels & Stories

"Had you ever had sex with women before you became slaves?" "Julia and I never had sex with other women before our slavery. Rhonda is a lesbian who never had sex with a man before hers," Lisa responded. "Now we have sex with whoever our Dominant allows. As sex slaves, we are highly sexed creatures who crave sexual gratification. We're happy to receive it from whatever source we may. In Julia's case, it's not just sex. We're married in all but name. It's also an emotional connection, which we're beginning to share with Rhonda as well, since she's chosen to join our group."

Suddenly a finger sank inside me, and quickly found that spot at the top of my cunt that tied into the clit and sent me soaring. I began to thrust up while hands covered my breasts, my hips raising nearly a foot off the cushions, hearing myself moan, and the woman humming into my box. No man had ever given me this kind of oral pleasure, and as I creamed wildly, a door seemed to open in my mind, a door to this lesbian sexuality I had never known, but would now seek out eagerly. The orgasm was every bit as good as the best Bobby had given me, and I entered that zone of pleasure he had revealed to me, seeming to soar out of my body.

“I will text you tomorrow.” Xavier pulled me into a hug. His hand slid low on my back. He pressed close so I felt him again. “Goodbye, Lila,” he said quietly. His eyes stayed on mine. After they left, I went straight upstairs. I locked my door. I took off all my clothes and lay on the bed naked. I spread my legs wide. I slid my hand between my legs. My pussy was soaked. My clit was swollen. I rubbed hard and fast. “Xavier…” I whispered.

Chapter two: It's been a week now since she and Brian had been kissing and all that all though they've never had sex with each other…she was in her room giving Brian a blowjob when her room door suddenly opened and her friend entered….she let go of Brian’s cock with a loud pop and looked at her friend...….she didn't even know what to say so she just looked down and waited for her friend to say something and she knew what she was going to say cause this was her mom's husband and all that.

"You're a woman. You know what you like. Try doing the same to me. If I like it, you can tell. If I don't respond, try something different." "Are you a lesbian or bi?" Melissa asked curiously. "A lesbian," Chloe smiled back. "No cock, other than strap-ons and vibrators, has ever made its way inside my cunt." "I never knew." "I know, but I've fancied you since I started working for you."

She belonged to Dane and Dane belonged to her. But a part of her still couldn’t believe they were really doing this, and she blushed, imagining what another lesbian would think if one ever saw her now: impaled on Dane's dick and making inhuman little noises—some pathetic, broken noises she hadn’t thought she was even capable of. Pleasure was spreading through her body, focused not on her nub, but inside of her, sharp and startling. God, he can't be any harder than that—

As far as I know, we are doing sixty-nine positions and for me, what we did was fair and there was nothing against each other. I started to lick the middle of her cut and even the small hole I entered my tongue. And what I did to her, she also did to me. When we got tired of that position, she made me lie down and lay on top of me. I know we are the same s·x and I still don't know how to have s·x between a lesbian and real woman. But I just left it to her because I know she has the experience. Until slowly our same s·x applied, and I felt the coldness of the liquid that settled in my middle. As her body swayed slowly, I felt a strange sensation that I had never experienced with my ex-husband

The air was thick with the scent of sex, sweat, and breeding frenzy. Selene watched for a moment, then joined them. She straddled Lucien’s chest, facing the female riding his cock. She grabbed the younger female’s hair and kissed her brutally while grinding her own dripping pussy against Lucien’s sternum. “Harder,” Selene commanded. “Make him knot you properly.” The female obeyed , bouncing faster, forcing Lucien’s swelling knot past her entrance. When it locked, she howled, body convulsing in orgasm. Lucien groaned into the pussy still smothering his face, his own knot swelling fully inside the tight heat.

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.