Lesbian Story Sex Novels & Stories

JULIA When we'd finished fucking, the other slaves were eager to hear all about it. They dragged us back to the pool Lisa and I were prodded to tell them everything about our Master and the sex we had. Being lesbians, they were interested in whether Lisa and I were allowed to pleasure each other in addition to our Master. We both admitted we had engaged in sapphic love with each other as well as other women. We said neither of us had been with a woman before we'd started our slavery.

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.

“What?” She glanced around,no cars, no one close enough to overhear and then asked, “Are you… mainly a lesbian?” A corner of my mouth tugged upward. “Yeah,” I said easily, “at school I am.” She looked curious, almost mischievous now. “Do you… know about the 69 position? We should try it.” Her words caught me off guard. I shot her a side glance, my brow lifting. “If your first lesbian sex was with me, how do you even know you want to try that?”

I told her. “What! We are Americans, and one more thing, the don’t know shit, these people aren’t as, well, uh, flexible, as we are?” she is outspoken, brazen, and ridiculous. But she definitely made our night. We have drinks for a few more rounds. “So, I am curious about these things your boyfriend wants you to do, huh?” I ask boldly, with the help of the alcohol. She pounds the table and begins to tell her story, “Huh! Well, you see,” then she begins to whisper the censored part, “He wants us to do anal sex, and then deep throat, and bondage.”

Love, Teagan The Closeted Lesbian

She's got moonglow tits that bob in night waters, perfect round globes like curled-up white rabbits with black peaks of areola and gray nipples because she's all poison and ebony eyes and milky skin. She's curled up in my closet in a nest fit for the Zu bird and sweet seraph curses and she crows and speaks the language of birds that are girls, or girls that are monsters, with scaled legs and owl wings from ancient Sumerian carvings, but she's not perched on two lions, her thin wan legs are jumping on your bed and you're throwing pillows at each other and painting her lips and talons with a pop of cherry poison. It's all fun and games until arsenic kisses and slashed throats of words fly, it'

I felt a trickle of pre-come run down my rigid shaft. The coolness of the room had given us a new blast of energy. Jack and I were mesmerized by the lesbian action, but we were eager to seriously sample the charms of each other’s partner. Out came the condoms. Jack finished strapping on his before I did. He got on his back and took hold of his hard pecker as Layla carefully eased her twat down onto its length. When I was rubbered up, I mounted Brittany, doggy-style. God, her pussy was wet. Layla had really primed her new BFF’s pump with her tongue.

The e-mail showed that Selena was Googling pornographic websites - specifically sites which catalogued and stored sex stories. As he checked the screenshots and the text which was being typed into the search bar, he found that she was looking for stories which dealt with S&M, dominance and submission, bondage and humiliation. The next e-mail had a screenshot of the story that she was apparently reading, since the next several e-mails all had screenshots of the same story, just pages later.

Jacob let out a breathy laugh, his dark eyes locked on her. "Condom?" she asked, arching a brow. “Trousers," he replied, holding in a strangled moan. Reaching for his discarded trousers, she pulled out a condom from his wallet and rolled it onto him with care. She climbed back into position, her legs bracketing his hips as she prepared to take control. His hands gripped her waist tightly as she lowered herself onto him, inch by inch, her body stretching to accommodate him. It had been a long time, and the tightness was uncomfortable, but it was mixed with a delicious pleasure that made her shiver. "You feel so good," she breathed, her voice trembling with need. Jacob responded with a sharp s

Her moans of pleasure filled the room, driving me to go harder. “Yes, fuck me rough! I love it!” she cried out, her voice hoarse with desire. As I focused on Sherry, I added a fourth finger to her throbbing pu**y and kept going. Allison positioned herself above me, guiding her pu**y to my lips. I began using my tongue on her while I fingered Sherry. It was a lot of work, but I found myself able to multitask. If anyone had told me I could find myself having some sort of a lesbian threesome, I wouldn't have believed, but look at me, having the best time of my life.