Lesbian Spankings Novels & Stories

The desk shook with every brutal stroke. Lila cried out in pleasure, pushing her ass back to meet him. “Harder!” she moaned. “Fuck me like my husband never could!” Noah railed her mercilessly, one hand fisting her hair while the other spanked her ass red. “Your husband pays me to work here,” he growled, spanking her again. “And now I’m fucking his beautiful young wife on his own desk. How does that feel, Mrs. Whitaker?” “So good!” she sobbed, legs shaking. “I’m such a bad wife… Don’t stop… Fill me with your cum!”

The new angle made her cry out. “Harder, baby! Fuck Mommy harder!” she demanded. Jake gripped her hips and railed her relentlessly, spanking her ass hard enough to leave marks. The sound echoed in the small room. Vanessa pushed back against him, meeting every brutal thrust. “You like that, don’t you?” she panted. “Fucking your stepmother’s pussy while your father is at work. Such a naughty, dirty boy.” Jake reached around to rub her clit, feeling her walls flutter around him. Vanessa came hard, screaming his name, juices dripping down her thighs onto the machine.

And she knew who was destined to take the rough molestation of those cocks today. She screamed loudly just as suddenly someone started rubbing her clit. The sudden pleasure forced her to thrash her body but it did not stop there. She felt hands on her back and suddenly she was turned on her stomach in doggy style. Two women were laid under her body in T shape. Two woman threw her over them harshly and started spanking her. She whimpered and tried to move away but she was grabbed once again to keep her steady. "Crawl up." A woman shouted. She followed the command immediately and started crawling up but the spanks on her hips continued.

Shun said she saw how delite Brittany when she position herself on the terrace wall, her ass was on her full show to and it's spreading and ready for her. *Pak* *Pak* "Ah!" "Ah yes" Brittany shouts when Shun Yu spank her buttchecks, she bind it more so that her ass can be spank more she was so horny and burning with desire on that time, she question herself why she loves being spank and the answer is there she has a Slavery attitude she wants to serve and she wants to be spank when she didn't do her master's command. She even open her mouth even her saliva was dropping on her mouth, she even moan in pleasure and pain she like it she didn't even know why she like it so much the intense pain d

Not so fast and so easily. Does she wish to live so bad that she would consider a life as a submissive whore to someone who caused so much hurt to her and made the one she claimed to love lose everything he had? What was this? ' It must be some sort of bewitchment! It's not true!' Harrod just couldn't believe his own eyes. His own wife, mate and soul had whipped out the humongous member of Alpha Jason, which was about half the size of her forearm and stared at it with slight admiration in her gaze as she slowly stroke it.

I laughed leaning back in my chair She rolled her eyes, a blush creeping onto her cheeks "I'm just surprised." "So was I when I saw that you stepped forward." I smirked looking her up and down It was weird knowing that we were both gay and completely alone right now. I hadn't met anyone who was gay back home except maybe Julia, but then again I was extremely sheltered. I mean finding out that not only my roommate, but also my sexy mentor, are both lesbians at the same time was shocking. "You're awfully confident all of the sudden. Were you a big shot player back home or something?" Anna joked rolling her eyes at me

"But you're not! You're not doing anything wrong," "I know, but it's still hard to convince myself of that. Now, I'm telling you. If a woman wants you to flogger her because she gets off on the pain. Then you are not abusing her. And spankings? Those I've heard are very enjoyable when done correctly." "No! Absolutely not," he said sternly.

My dating debacles seemed to bring all the women in my life together. Somehow, through no fault of my own, Veronica, Trish, Beck, Stella, and Roxie had all formed an alliance against my sexuality. One would think lesbians would welcome other women into their tribe, encourage them to explore the nether lips, embrace the love of estrogen-not my friends. The more time I spent with them, the closer we all became, which was great, except they'd united in a plight to return me to the heterosexual dating pool. I felt cheated, unwanted. I threatened to call the LGBTQ Human Alliance about their discrimination, to which they all found great humor.

“I'm not coming!” “You won't be able to move for now,” Fania said with a heavy sigh. She was frustrated and it felt like she was burning with anger towards herself. “Grace Langham is the most selfish woman in the world. And I think you know why I'm saying this, right?” Celine growled in annoyance. Her teeth clashed together forcefully. Staring hatefully at Fania, Celine continued to do so.

Another woman hovered over Cassie’s face, grinding her vagina against her lips, and I felt my stomach lurch as Cassie’s tongue darted out to lick. My brain stalled completely. Cassie was committing an abomination. The humans called it lesbianism, but in our world, it wasn’t some casual thing you joked about or experimented with. It was something people got punished for. Badly. Up to fifteen years in the dungeon. “What the fuck are you doing here?” Cassie snapped, pushing the woman between her legs away, her movement careless enough that she bumped into the one above her. That broke whatever hold the scene had on me.