Lesbians Spanking Lesbians Novels & Stories

— just girl time, movies, snacks, all of that. Everyone knows that a curious straight girl combined with a very experienced and curious lesbian creates an incredibly charged mix. We lounged around together, watched movies, and talked for hours. She opened up about how almost every guy she had been with treated her poorly, like a pig, and how she desperately needed something new and different. I told her I had the perfect person in mind for her. That same night, I decided I needed a shower before bed. I walked into my bathroom, deliberately leaving the door unlocked. I slowly stripped out of my jeans, then slid my bright pink thong down my legs.

He grabbed her hair, yanked her head back, and fucked her like he hated her. “Take it, you little slut,” he snarled, spanking her ass hard. “This is what you get for teasing me all these years.” Lena’s moans turned into desperate cries as he railed her. He was so deep, so rough, his thick cock stretching her over and over. He spanked her again and again, turning her ass bright red while destroying her pussy.

None of my pack ever believed in BDSM, or have any interest in sex clubs, I heard what they said when this club opened. Running fingers through my hair, i watched a woman who was bent over a spanking bench get her ass tanned, her tender white flesh blushed a nice rouge as the man, her Dom, went at her for some misdemeanor. The scene left my cunt creaming, her skin was dark, and it took a lot for her ass to show any hint of red. I knew as I had been told before, finding a man to become my Master or Dom had put me in some bad situations, the men within my pack didn’t believe in taking a hand or cane to woman, let alone punishing her.

"About ten days, fingers crossed. Now I partially understand what Mistress went through, though she had twins." "I can't wait myself," I said. "Carrying a bowling ball around in your belly is not my idea of fun and I want to get thin again so Master can pound me the way Dawn got fucked tonight." Zoe laughed. "It did look fun, even for a lesbo like me. That spanking though, whoo." "Don't get into trouble this weekend," I advised. "But you almost have to, just to see what it's like. Monique, Marcia and Chantelle were all dripping. They love good hard spankings. I wonder if Sam would let Dan spank his two if they were disobedient?"

Lauren said with a ice cold voice, “That’s not allowed,” Cora protested, trying to sound smart. “You said there’s no rule, remember?” Lauren said, not raising her voice. “But it’s not a sexual act,” Cora protested again seeing the determined look on Lauren's face. “Well, spanking is a sexual act and very common in kinky sex,” I clarified liking this already looking from Lauren to Cora who was wishing I'd do her a favor with her pleading eyes..

Lucien grabbed her knees, pushing her legs apart again and exposing her throbbing p*ssy to him. "You're such a naughty little mate, wearing what you wore and going to meet Goddess knows who," he said as he moved her panties to one side, gripping her p*ssy lips and tugging them gently as Rebekah still tried to explain to him that she did not and only went to the Siren Pack but all her pleas fell on closed eyes. "Look how wet you are," he said, bringing a finger to her mouth and making her suck on it. He began to spank her little pink p*ssy with fast, gentle spanks, making her lips grow warm and wet with each soft smack. It was then that she realized how horny she was, how incredibly turned on

“Open up, slut.” She obeyed instantly, sucking him in while Tobias hammered her from behind. Drool and muffled cries mixed as she rocked between them. Darius leaned close to me, his smirk sharp. “Look at her. This is who your wife really is.” I looked. I couldn’t not. Marina’s body shook as she took both ends, spit dripping down her chin, her ass red and raw from spanking. The men switched again, each one taking his turn inside her ass. Every time one pulled out, another rolled on a condom and slid in, forcing her to stretch wider, her body jerking under them.

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.

This is an explicit adult anthology intended for mature readers only. It contains highly steamy, graphic scenes of lesbian sex between consenting adult women. --- In the heat of forbidden cravings and stolen moments, women surrender to their deepest, wettest desires. Sapphic Desires is a scorching collection of passionate W/W erotica, where soft curves press together, eager tongues explore, and trembling bodies lose themselves in raw, dripping pleasure. From a defiant student’s impulsive kiss in her strict teacher’s office—leading to hungry fingers, sucking lips on aching nipples, and intense, moaning climaxes—to an unexpected visitor who joins the fray, turning shock into a slick,

Pushing my hand into the cupboard, I pick out my hairbrush and pulling her over my knees, she doesn't expect the blows I start landing on her butt. London cries out softly, and I stop. "When do I stop?" I ask her gently, but my voice comes out in a harsh way. "When... You fuck offf," she states and I spank her six times, sharing the blows on each butt. "Wrong anger, try again," I warn and pushing my finger on her clit, I rub it fiercely. London cries out softly, rubbing her pussy on my thigh. This time, I let her have small respite before I call her out on it, spanking her some more.