Novel & Cerita Lesbian Short Story

“I still wanna know, bisexual women feel both dick and pussy, right?” Joe was drunk, talking in Zahn's face. “Now, people claim that lesbians don't feel dick at all. How's that possible?” Zahn looked at him like he was annoying her. “That's cause they don't.”

After sucking in air by her mere touch, Kendra said, “If I let you do that, then you have to promise to answer whatever questions I have to ask of you.” Minerva’s large breast grazed against Kendra’s upper arm as she lifted her body onto one elbow to better look at her. “You’re not in the least bit afraid of me, are you little girl?” Kendra lifted her chin in defiance. “I may be small compared to you, but I’m not afraid of you or any other lesbian.” Minerva threw her head back in laughter. “I’m bi-sexual, my dear. I have sex with people who I find beautiful. Male or female makes no difference. Taking you to my bed is an honor.”

I’d got chills and fever now, fears and longings; I wanted Ellis like hell, but what exactly did ‘wanting’ mean? What did lesbians do? Should I start or would she? Dodgiest of all: was I actually a lesbian? Would I end up wishing Ellis had a cock? I’d a sneaky feeling I might, but one look at her beautiful face, her soft, smooth skin and her long, graceful body made it seem less important. Well, a bit less... When we got to her flat — a place as subtle and elegantly expensive-looking as its mistress — all trace of that briefly pensive Ellis had gone.

She smiled, "wooow.. you know all that?" I sighed not trying to think about last night and me on my laptop going through these stupid lesbian groups on F******k. They were full of shitty narrow minded people who thought they were real lesbians because they didn't have kids or sleep with a man.. I looked at Meagan, "makes me wonder if they even know what a lesbian is? Coz they make it about sex and kids forgetting that we are females regardless of our sexuality and females pop out children." Meg laughed, "eat and preach at the same time..."

“But… who told you that? I don’t remember telling you anything like that.” My eyes blinked fast. Heat rushed up my neck. I couldn’t say it. Couldn’t tell her Darrell had dropped that bomb right after he’d fucked me raw against the wall, cum still leaking out of me while he explained Gina had come out as lesbian and was in love with her “friend.” If I said his name, the whole disgusting truth would spill: the hotel, the shower, the couch, the toys, the anal, the way I’d screamed and come apart one last time before walking away forever. I could feel myself getting wet because of these unnecessary flashbacks now. Lara waited, head cocked, looking genuinely bothered. “How did you know?”

Some wore low riders, French cut, even a few thongs and it appeared that some girls weren't wearing underwear at all. Laura wondered how guys at school could function with all these sexy asses and panty lines around. 'Oh God, does this mean I am a lesbian? Wait a minute, I can't be a lesbian, I like guys. What is wrong with me? Mayby I'm so preoccupied about panties because of the tight ones I'm wearing now, ' Laura reasoned. The highly aroused girl stopped walking and leaned against the wall to avoid an impending orgasm that threatened to boil over. "Oh God! I may have to take these bastards off in order to get through my classes today," Laura whispered to no one in particular.

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.

Until now, strange short stories had only very short stories. But from volume two I intend to add stories that have 10 to 20 captains as well. These stories are not so long nor have so much visibility as a separated book. For this reason, I decided to move all then into strange short stories, that is already a storybook of different themes.

She flips again… “I dream of her again. This time…on the cafe floor. Her hands tied up by mine. Her breath catching, not because she was scared but because she wanted it…she couldn’t get enough…” Again… “I watched her today…her lipsgloss smudged, her hair all messy like she had just been fucked…if she was I’m pissed….it should’ve been me!…” … “She thinks I’m just a guy who has too much caffeine and loves reading/writing…little does she know I’m writing a story…our story…she’s the main character…and this book, it’s the ending of the beginning…” … “When she finally lets me in I’ll make her scream my-…”

Thankfully, the young man who had approached me was gone. I checked the room, trying to find Lisa, but there were no signs of her. I walked toward the pools, only to find my cousin getting her pussy eaten out by the handsome guy from before, while another guy with blonde tipped dreads had his dick down her throat. I closed my eyes and shook my head. I had to go.