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I liked it better when it wasn't in my face. "Then don't. Live peacefully." I was going to try and forget it. "Today we're visiting a Dom and Sub party. It's mainly for lesbians though. This time, don't get involved. Just watch." Fedora warned, staring at me seriously. "I mean it. You can drink a little and dance but DONT PARTICIPATE." Lol. Why was I here then? I didn't grace her with a reply. I guess she already knew my reply by my silence because she muttered,

CONTENT WARNING: This story contains explicit lesbian sexual content, detailed descriptions of arousal and manual stimulation, discussions of watersports/urophilia, BDSM themes (domination/submission), graphic language, and taboo sexual fantasies. CHAPTER ONE Isabella studied her reflection in the rearview mirror as she pulled her long blonde hair into a ponytail. She frowned.

<><><><><><><> Hello readers, Welcome to my first book 'Soul' It's an LGBT genre's lesbian love story. Many don't like this genre, so you can happily avoid this book. And the rest are welcome to this world. I hope you all will be witnesses to a pure love story. The story belongs to my dreamland. If anything from this book matched anyone's life that's totally coincident. The medical information and others are there will be from my research and only for making the story more attractive. Once again thanks to everyone for choosing my book to read.

This is a lesbian story of soaked panties, and pussy on pussy. ************ This happened a few weeks ago. I haven’t been able to stop thinking about it since. It’s been playing in my head, over and over, like my body needs to remember every second. I had to write it down. I had to let it live somewhere outside of me.

“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.

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Lanie screamed loudly letting the tears fall "Lavina_" "Melanie it ain't my fault. Lewis is no good for you. He's a mafia_" "I don't fûcking care. I don't give a flying fûck. To hell if he's a mafia. I love him and that's it. I fûcking love him! You keep saying he doesn't deserve me. No one even deserves me. Am a prøstuite, sèx worker,a fûcking sëx toy! I'll Cut the shît short,am a whôre; But he still loved me. Lewis still loved me. He let me keep the baby,he let me bare his child. He never minded the name calling or my reputation. Lewis fûcking loved and cared for me! Lavina I don't care what people or you think bout that. I Love Lewis that's all I know. So screw the fact, fûck the shits. I

Tiana chimed, tilting her red-head to Quinn's direction and I chuckled at how she encoded the tables in the school cafeteria like some board of chess. Tianarose Hartley, my holiday girl. She was a closeted lesbian contented in her own contracted wardrobe. She came out to our cheerleading team but not entirely to the whole school. I called her my holiday girl because we had this game that every special occasion, we had to make out. Whether it is Thanksgiving, independence day, or her dog's birthday, our game would engage flawlessly. We had no pinky string attached to each other because we had a mutual understanding regarding that matter and we also had this invisible decorated wall between us

"A friend or something." "Too many questions, dear. She and I had something. Maybe have, I think." "Don't tell me. You're... um... that?" Smirked Kara. "Yeah, I'm that, huh... a lesbian... please don't tell anyone, my dad will get embarrassed." "Not a word." "Don't worry, I'm joking."

she begins slowly. "Yes?" Xeno and I reply. "I think I might like Dave," Natasha says in all seriousness. Xeno and I make eye contact and laugh. "Oh, we know," I giggle. "We saw how y'all were dancing and kissing up to each other last night, and don't think for a second I didn't see when y'all exchanged numbers." "You're one to talk, Lesha, I saw you with that sexy looking stranger kissing and dancing upon him," Natasha quickly replies with a teasing tone. "I got to say I have never seen you like that."