Lesbian Sex Short Story Novels & Stories

“Honey you and I know you’ve had it bad for the past year. And trust me, your emotions flying around is pent up frustration due to lack of sex! You really need to get your back blown out like he said.” “God.. Lisa!” “And dear Nathan! Bless him. He is such an understanding and good man. He loves you and cares about your well-being. I have never seen any man that considerate. He wants you to do it Rene.. He wants you to get over this” “Lisa…” “And please Rene don’t pretend you weren't just fingering yourself last night with p**n sounds all over your room” My eyes widened. “Lisa!” I almost screamed, embarrassed. “You.. You heard?”

She grabbed my breasts and squeezed as she came and I loved the feeling of her hands on my tits even if she did squeeze harder than perhaps, I would have liked. The knickers finally gave in as their batteries finally ran out. The assistant wasted no time in removing them and discarding them. Her hands quickly made their way to my wet and waiting cunt. I moaned with pleasure as her long tender fingers quickly found my clitoris and twirled it and pressed it. I wriggled and writhed as she controlled my entire body from just one tiny button. Her neat pussy rubbing against my embarrassingly hairy unkempt pubic hair jungle. I gasped as she grinded into my pussy making my clitoris scream. I smirked

It drowned out the smell of the sex for a second, but I could still feel the sticky warmth of his cum sliding down the insides of my thighs, trickling toward my knees in thick, white streaks that stained the expensive rug. I stood up on shaky legs, my balance uneven. I gathered the tatters of my ruined robe, clutching the torn silk to my chest like a shield. I slipped out of the room, looking both ways down the hallway. I padded down the corridor barefoot, every step a reminder of the mess between my legs, the wetness of his release soaking into the hem of the white shirt as I hurried back to the safety of my own bed, feeling the weight of the secret I was now carrying between my thighs. I r

All that was left was the porcelain white skin of her small boobs that Edward was straining to see. He leaned back and sighed when Grace stood up straight to kiss me on the lips. Two pairs of tits were grinding against each other. "Wow," he muttered as his favorite po*no subgenre: interracial lesbian played out in front of him. "Wow, wow, wow." "Look, daddy," Grace said. She glanced at me. "Can I call him 'daddy,' too?" She didn't wait for an answer. "Look at us kiss, daddy," she said. And she slithered her tongue into my mouth. We wrapped our arms around each other, our chests smooched together, and we moaned loudly and exaggeratedly as we French-kissed.

While the teen lesbian party was taking place Mother was entertaining two other lesbian women and they watched us at play before retiring to Mother’s grand sex boudoir for an afternoon of sexual pleasure. Both women had military experience and had come to give advice for Mother as she planned to form her own army of lesbian warriors. One of the women was a big powerfully built butch lesbian with strong bulging muscles. Meanwhile the schoolgirl orgy was in full swing with panting and screaming girls playing all over the gardens. As Emily worked my clit I felt the shuddering as an orgasm wracked my body and Emily squealed with pleasure as a jet of pussy juice erupted into her mouth. I squirted

She states in astonished tone. "Do what?" Stacy stares at Skyla in conflicted gazes. She can be pervert sometimes, but her friend's words are not meaningful enough for her to understand. "Making..love," Skyla answers in whispers. Her minds about Stacy and June runs wild when she connects them with the lesbian sexual intercourse since it is a bit different from the heterosexual one. Stacy, flipping her brown hair, shakes her head gently. She tugs a tiny smile and explains, "I ever try to seduce her once, but she turns down my offer."

Lightning flashed, illuminating them both: Elena tall and feral, cock jutting obscene and proud; Liana bent over, dripping rain and arousal in equal measure. Elena didn’t use lube. She didn’t need to. One brutal thrust and she buried herself to the hilt. Liana screamed, fingers scrabbling for purchase on the slick marble. Elena gripped her hips hard enough to bruise and set a punishing rhythm, every stroke slamming Liana’s thighs into the edge of the island. “You think you own me?” Elena snarled between thrusts. “You think you get to show up here and demand anything?” “No,” Liana gasped. “Fuck, no, I just—”

She worked them in and out, her thumb continuing to circle her clit. Her other hand returned to her breast, pinching and rolling her nipple between her fingers. The pleasure built rapidly, her hips moving against her hand. She could see the stranger's pace quickening, his chest rising and falling with rapid breaths. Mia added a third finger, stretching herself as she pumped them in and out. Her clit throbbed under her touch, her legs beginning to shake. She was close, so close— The hotel room phone rang shrilly, shattering the moment.

Luna Iris’s POV “I want to see you squirt.” I blurted out my feelings, in the midst of my heavy breathing and deep moans. One of the reasons why I have always wanted to have lesbian sex was because I wanted to see and taste what women squirt was. “Ouuu!!! Our client for the day wants cum to run down her throat.” The Luna that was eating me out said joyfully and clapped her hands. She stood up from beneath and moved upwards to my face.

Rose asked but the girl didn’t give her a reply and within the blink of an eye, Crystabel’s lip’s smashed against Rose’s lips as she tried kissing her. Rose felt Crystabel’s lips placed on hers and she quickly tried to remove her lips from Crystabel’s lips as she struggled to free herself from Crystabel’s captive but it happened that Crystabel had overpowered her. I nstantly, Rose remembered the story she once heard about lesbians and also remembered that few persons preferred it to having intercourse with a man.