Lgbtq Fantasy Novels & Stories

he whispered to me I think I just betrayed Alice bit it felt right. "I should go" I said and walked out but not without a backward glance. 💋Three months later💋 Alice POV "No way" I said and gently slapped his chest. "Yes way" Adam said "I don't think so" I said "I read it in the internet" he said "That I have a boyfriend" I said "Yeah" he said "You're lieing" I giggled "And how did you know that am lieing" he said and put his face closer to mine

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But it made her curious, is he bisexual or was he really gay like rumors would have it. "And in my defense, I was actually in a LGBTQA club in Russia, I was meeting with a very discreet client who wanted to create the biggest underground brothel and invited me to one of his clubs to sign the contract and celebrate our collaboration. Well, let's just say with Russian weed and their alcohol, I ended up having sex with a transgendered woman and I got pegged," Azariah thought back to the experience and he couldn't believe he was actually turned on by the experience. "So, are you like pansexual or something?" Amy asked, processing everything he was saying.

Her pussy glistened with arousal, lips puffy and twitching, clit already begging. She whimpered. Then something touched her. A warm enchanted tendril ran along the folds of her cunt. Not rough nor gentle but curious. “So wet already,” he murmured. “You’re aching to be used. Do you fantasize about being forced, little acolyte? Being taken on the altar while your sisters pray above?” “Stop it—gods, stop—” Another tendril flicked her clit. She jerked violently. Her mouth opened in a moan before she could stop it.

“You can always check out articles on bisexuality or pansexuality. They’re a thing too, you know. LGBTQ+ doesn’t only stand for lesbian or gay or Trans people. It’s an entire spectrum that holds numerous possibilities.” Yes, I always knew about the community. I always knew that there were thousands of people out there who were different and unique. However…never in my wildest dreams had I thought that I would one day be considering myself as questioning. “By the way…did you know that most porn stars that play gay roles are often times straight men as well?” The fuck?

“My name is Sapphire and I’m here from Fantasies.” The muscles in Felix’s body visibly relaxed. Fantasies was an elite at home prostitute service. Their website allowed for patrons to pick any girl with whatever body specifications, kinks, accents, accessories or outfits the men desired. Fantasies ensured that all of their girls were devoid of STDs and had contraceptives so that men who wanted to enjoy the pleasure of sex without the pressure of condoms could be free to do so.

“You are fucking soaked, I haven’t even touched you yet.” My fantasy of getting fucked over his table is now coming to reality, I whimpered as his fingers moved my panties and touched my pussy. He raised my skirt up to my waist with no hesitation, the cold air hit my wet panties making it extremely cold on my pussy. He carried me like I weighed nothing, and set me down on his cold glass desk, he removed my panties and shove my legs apart, wide and open, like a slut. His fingers traced the juice running down my thighs back to my pussy, rubbing my pussy and looking into my eyes. My skin tingled and breath hitched.

Nor had she ever seen such an eclectic collection of oddities. She picked up a pair of boots, vinyl, with a huge, plastic zipper. A vague memory of a porn film she had accidentally flipped on one late night flashed through her mind. Dominatrix, she believed it was called. She dropped the boots and sank onto a little bench sitting against the wall across from the racks of costumes. Fantasies. She had never had a sexual fantasy. All her sexual thoughts had always centered on Steve and their quiet sex life. All she had ever wanted was his hands on her, his lips telling her the things she wanted to hear.

And now she knew that, despite not being interested in Dana herself, I had a weakness for the idea of the two of them dyking out. Either when we were having sex or to tease me into having sex, my babe described all sorts of lesbian acts involving herself and her sister. I wasn't sure if what she told me was a recollection of past events between them or just some hot incestuous fantasy she concocted at the moment, but I didn't care. My reactions to Deb's tales were always very enthusiastic. It was insanely hot to pound my girlfriend's pussy or ass while listening to her murmur about the two of us fucking her twin sister and making her service us like a good bisexual slut. That was hands down

I say, she sobs again, probably ashamed of herself, "It's okay, Lily. It's not true, we don't share blood, we didn't grow up together. We were just teenagers who shared a house for a year. Don't beat yourself too much about it." "I know, it's just so bad that I still like it," she admits, "When we had sex a couple weeks ago, I was the one who brought it up. I’ve touched myself only a handful of times because my brain brings it up, then I get disgusted with myself.” "You're not going to jail for liking some kinky stuff, Lily, relax. It’s not that weird, I think that’s one of the most common fantasies. Now, if you saw the kind of p**n Damon likes," I scoff, shaking my head, "It's not even hard