Lesbian Short Stories Novels & Stories

My eyes fell on her red lips and it makes me want to kiss it. Fuck. She’s seducing me. I know it. She traced my lips using her index finger before whispering. “I like it hard, Liam. I like being fucked as hard as men could. And I’m gonna moan so loud even if other people might hear me. I like sucking their cocks too… and I love to try deep throating them like a real whore.” I gritted my teeth as slowly, I held her waist and pulled her body to me until she’s straddling me. For sure she already feels my hardness right now.

Anya's P.O.V. "Are we ready to ride, ladies?" I ask the gang as we all start up our engines. We're an all-female biker gang of bunnies. Yes, I said bunnies, and I'm not talking about Playboy bunnies or Easter bunnies. We're bunny shifters, and we're all in our twenties. Our gang has dwindled in numbers because some of the women have found their mates, but there are still about twenty of us.

The lace tops of her stockings flashed like a dare. Evelyn’s voice did not falter. She continued discussing the phallic symbolism in H.D.’s “Sea Garden,” but her eyes kept returning to the girl. Lila never took notes. She simply stared, unblinking, lips slightly parted, as if the lecture were a private conversation aimed only at her. When Evelyn asked the room to consider how Anaïs Nin used hunger as both metaphor and literal craving in Delta of Venus, Lila was the only one who raised her hand.

“It all depends on what one wants. And as you know, we boast of total privacy. What happens here stays here. We don't care who you are as long as one adheres to the rules of the establishment. You can also come any time you want for someone like you who paid for the platinum card and request for anyone and anything. Here, you can have a one on one with either a man or a woman of you a lesbian or bi, threesomes, if you want to just watch two women or men or a hetero couple get it on, you demand and we deliver,” Xena tells me and that was why I bought the membership that created a dent in my bank account. Before I bought the membership that cost me an arm and a leg, I had done my research and

THE END🥳❤️ THE END OF BURNING PASSION 🥳❤️ Thank you for reading and supporting this novel, if you enjoyed this erotic collection then it’s a must to read my second book “SINFUL DESIRES”, it can be found on any book platform and unlike this book, Sinful Desires are short short stories , so just sit back and enjoy a short blissful erotic stories THANK YOU AGAIN❤️!!

Lexi They kept fucking me like that for what felt like forever—long, deep strokes that kept me teetering right on the edge without letting me fall. My whole body was shaking, sweat slicking my skin, my pussy making the wettest, most obscene sounds every time they bottomed out. I could feel their cocks throbbing inside me, both of them fighting their own orgasms, veins pulsing against my walls. “Please… please…” I was crying now, actual tears of overwhelming pleasure and frustration. “I can’t hold it… I’m gonna cum… I’m so close… Zach, Julian, please let me cum…”

“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.

Anna kept licking me through every wave until I was shaking and oversensitive, almost whimpering. She uncuffed one wrist, rolled us, and pulled me on top of her so our wet cunts pressed together. She gripped my ass hard and forced the friction, our clits sliding with every deep grind of our hips. We moved against each other, kissing messily, until I came a third time, grinding down, and she followed with a low broken sound against my neck. Anna traced a slow line down my stomach, her fingers still shiny with me. “You’re still going to write the story, aren’t you?”

We came almost together, gasping into each other's mouths, bodies pressed close, legs tangled. Later, after we had caught our breath a second time, Clara reached into the drawer of her nightstand and pulled out a small bottle of lube and a curved glass toy. She raised an eyebrow at me in silent question. I nodded. She coated the toy and settled between my legs again. The cool glass pressed against my entrance and then slid inside, filling me in a way her fingers hadn't. She worked it in and out slowly while her mouth returned to my clit. The dual sensation was almost too much. I clutched at the sheets, hips lifting to meet every thrust.

I’d explored my desires before, but the promise of a lesbian orgy—a tangle of women lost in pleasure—ignited a wildfire in my core, my pussy tingling with eager curiosity as the first guests arrived. They emerged from the shadows, a group of women exuding confidence and desire. The leader, a tall brunette with piercing green eyes, moved with a commanding grace, her leather corset accentuating her full breasts. Beside her, a petite blonde with a mischievous smile adjusted her lace lingerie, her gaze locking onto mine. A curvy redhead with a sultry laugh joined, her hands already roaming her own body, while a fourth, a muscular woman with short black hair, watched with a hungry intensity. Toge