Lesbian Short Stories Novels & Stories

it was an erotic story ,titled the hot kidnapper) I raise an eyebrow, a hint of amusement in my eyes. I push off from the desk and walk closer, my heels clicking on the floor. “A story, huh? You think you can just walk in here and write a tale for me? How about you show me what you’re made of first? Tell me, what’s your fantasy? What gets you going in the dark?” I lean in, my breath warm against your ear, my large breasts pressing against your arm. (Pushing the paper to you I ask you to read it aloud ,you cheeks turn a faint red as you try to explain you brought the wrong story,I press a finger to your lips shushing you and telling you to read, you read it all)

[ 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.

When the leather pants disappeared, however, Lance's eyes widened and almost fell out of their sockets when he saw a monster dick hanging between her legs. "Now you will experience what I did to your friends." "Fuck no! Get the hell away from me, you monster! I'm not gay!" He yelled and tried to escape but Gresha pulled him back to the bed and unlike before, she was now using her power and strength. "Demons don't have labels, human. We simply enjoy sex," she whispered in his ear as he struggled in her arms. "Don't worry, you will like it soon enough. Soon, you will feel what you did to all the female demons you fucked and played." She sneered and laid him on his back, tying his hands with ve

Fire the babysitter. Instead she reached between her legs again, still sensitive, still dripping. And as she touched herself to the memory of her husband coming inside another woman—on their couch, in their home she realized something terrifying. She wasn’t just angry. She was turned on. And she wanted to watch again. Next Tuesday, book club was canceled. Lauren told Ethan she was going anyway—said she needed the time away. She parked two streets over, walked back in the dark, and let herself in through the side gate.

When Sharon reached her tummy with kisses, Daisy was making strange sounds that she had never made before. There in her bedroom, Sharon decided to forget for a while her golden rule about married people and let her desires control her body. Under her body was lying a sensual woman who needed pleasure from her. That woman deserved love and it was an honor for Sharon to introduce her dear friend to the lesbian world. If Daisy had warned her about her intentions, Sharon would had gotten ready various toys for a better introduction such as vibrator, blindfold, and even a lesbian movie to make her in the mood. However, Sharon had just her mouth and hands. She had to make Daisy’s time worth it.

over every fucking thing. That’s why I said yes when my friend Marisol texted me about this rooftop thing in Bushwick, it wasn’t some random bar night. It was one of those invite-only lesbian parties the girls in the know whisper about, the ones with the password at the door and the guest list that gets passed around in DMs. They call it “Siren” and it happens like twice a summer. Everyone’s hot, everyone’s queer, and nobody’s pretending they’re there to network.

In chaste bands, the matrons of Elysium honored their new queen with songs before the newlywed goddesses went to their secluded room. Through the open windows, the breeze from the five rivers carried the sound of hissing waves dashed against the thirsty black shore. Inside the chamber, a bronze brazier burned away with its brilliant flames. The flower-scented space was finely lit like a dream. Their marriage bed was neatly made for them with red petals of roses laid beautifully. With genial and kindly fashion, Hades induced her young wife to sit on a soft cushioned seat beside herself.

Kitty sneaks in. Once under the stream of searing water, I let them fall freely. The tears feel cool on my skin under the heat of the shower. I realize I'm acting like a fool. This isn't love-hell, it's not even friendship-it is just unadulterated lust. I hadn't planned to let my heart get involved, but I've never been a girl who can have casual sex.

They balanced each other in ways neither had expected when they answered the same Craigslist ad. Mia had never dated a woman. Never even kissed one. She’d had boyfriends in college, lukewarm and forgettable, and told herself she was straight because it was easier than questioning. Harper, on the other hand, wore her sexuality like comfortable jeans—openly lesbian since sixteen, no apologies, no hesitation. She dated casually, brought girls home sometimes, and Mia would politely disappear to her room with headphones on, pretending the soft moans through the thin walls didn’t make her thighs press together. But lately, the pretending had started to crack.

TALES OF INSTANT LUST - SHORT READS Preface Greetings, Reader Welcome to a world where passion flares up in the most unexpected places, where lust takes the stage, and where desire never waits. The concept behind "Tales of Instant Lust" was that not all love stories have to be quiet or poetic. Irresistible chemistry, unsaid tension, and raw hunger can sometimes express more than a thousand romantic words ever could. Designed for people who want their fantasies to be served quickly, hot, and unrestrained, these stories are brief, intense, and explicitly sexy.