Lesbien Short Stories Novels & Stories

Cora’s POV. “SMACK!” My skin sizzled from the impact of Ace's spank. I couldn't hold back the helpless moan escaping my lips. His palm grabbed onto the seam of my bum shorts, and he pulled it really hard, letting the fabric sit tightly between my folds. It felt so teasing, so hot, and my clit throbbed in response to the friction. “The way those pretty pink lips of yours fall out of your shorts is quite the sight. I wonder what they'll look like by the time I'm done fucking you,” he growls, now pulling the seam of my shorts back and forth.

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Nathan’s office smelled of leather, dominance, and late-night secrets. Leah stood outside the door for a full minute, heart hammering, nipples already stiff and throbbing beneath her blouse. She hadn’t worn a bra. He told her not to. Her breasts were full again—aching, sensitive, heavy. The pressure had been mounting all morning, each tick of the clock pushing her closer to the edge. Every step she took down the hall had made her panties damper, her thighs tighter. Her body didn’t care about logic or shame anymore—it responded to him, to his voice, to his orders. And now, her boss—Mr. Nathan Graye, the man who sucked the milk from her breasts with greedy hunger—was waiting.

Forbidden Pleasures Twisted Guardian 7 Claimed In The Glass The next morning, the air inside the penthouse felt incredibly thick, almost like smoke that was too heavy to breathe. Leo’s promise from the night before was still hanging over me, making my heart beat fast before I even got out of bed. He stood right behind me in front of the big mirror while I got dressed for work. His hands were large and warm, and he placed them firmly on my hips, holding me in place so I couldn’t turn away. The skirt he had chosen for me from the closet was dangerously short. It was a black, tailored piece of fabric that barely reached the middle of my thighs, and every time I took a small step, the hem teased

Clara, one of the few maids I’d grown somewhat close to, was looking at me with concern. “You’ve been spacing out a lot lately,” she said, tilting her head. “And those dark circles under your eyes… Are you sleeping at all?” “Yeah, just tired,” I mumbled, forcing a weak smile and looking away. How could I possibly explain that I was up half the night touching myself while listening to Lord Blackwood fuck other women? That I wished with every fiber of my being that it was my pussy he was pounding instead? “Not used to the work here yet?” she asked gently.

“Please, Daniel. Put it in me. I need it.” He opened his pants. His cock sprang free—longer and thicker than I expected. Heavy. Already leaking. I couldn’t look away. “It’s bigger than I thought.” He stroked it once. “You still want it?” “Yes.” He spun me around, bent me over the shelf, and kicked my legs wider. One hand gripped the back of my neck. The other lined himself up. He pushed in hard. The stretch burned. Full. Almost too much. I cried out into the linens.

Rene’s POV “He wants me to go to Coverts Lisa.. Coverts! He wants me to cheat!” I said on the phone with my cousin. Sitting outside the hospital “But Rene.. Is it really cheating if he permits you to?” “Omg Lisa! Don't tell me.. What has gotten into you two?” “Honey you and I know you’ve had it bad for the past year. And trust me, your emotions flying around is pent up frustration due to lack of sex! You really need to get your back blown out like he said.”

I never saw my wife so mesmerized before as she lay back and parted her thighs revealing her delicate petal-like labia which were already swollen and opening wide to show her wet, pink cunthole. Leese exclaimed in happiness when she saw the beautiful thighs framing Tyko’s gorgeous cunt and she swooped down and trailed her wet tongue all over the insides of my wife’s sexy thighs and then lightly across her labia. As she began kissing Tyko’s pussy, she cried out in joy when she saw my wife’s large clit getting hard and pushing its way out of the protective hood of flesh. Leese kissed her way up the wet slit and ran her tongue over the swelling organ before taking it into her mouth and sucking

Attached to a rope chain, it hung in the valley between Callista's large breasts. Since she had begun to explore her new sexual freedom after almost twenty years of marriage, Gabrielle had developed no small fascination with both alternate lifestyles and sexual adventures. So far, having spent the night with a man almost young enough to be her son had been the most daring of her erotic adventures. That fascination had extended to lesbianism and bisexuality, two subjects which were barely discussed the last time she was single. So far, her interests in the topics hadn't extended beyond the theoretical. Not including of course, her active imagination. An imagination that Gabrielle was sure at

Most of them were old, had a pregnant belly and were so short. The other sisters quickly scattered in the courtyard when they noticed him but stayed where I was staring at this wonderful specimen. God’s wonderful creation. I wasn't afraid of him. Why would I? When he told me stories from the outside world. About lights that never flicker off, cars that roar like lions, and women who wear revealing clothes to show off their breasts and ass. He always laughs at my curiosity when I ask him questions. “What does the beach smell like? “Do people really kiss on the street? “Do women outside have my body shape?”