Mature Lesbian Novels & Stories

She smiled, "wooow.. you know all that?" I sighed not trying to think about last night and me on my laptop going through these stupid lesbian groups on F******k. They were full of shitty narrow minded people who thought they were real lesbians because they didn't have kids or sleep with a man.. I looked at Meagan, "makes me wonder if they even know what a lesbian is? Coz they make it about sex and kids forgetting that we are females regardless of our sexuality and females pop out children." Meg laughed, "eat and preach at the same time..."

To block your period and stop your eggs from getting mature they do not want a pregnant woman in their hands neither do they want a girl flowing with blood with their drugs" "Pregnant how is that possible we are all women" "Most people here are lesbians but just as we have our underground house the makes also have theirs its somewhere around but I know nothing of it, we all donf know much about it justa n assumption but the boys will be here tonight,

I was greedy enough to bask in it. “There’s no way he said that!” I exclaimed, shaking my head at the audacity of some boys. “Oh, he definitely did,” Bianca snickered. “And he was serious. He wanted me and my ex-girlfriend to make out for his entertainment. As far as he was concerned, lesbians exist to turn men on. He reduced an entire sexuality into a fetish, and he was too tone-deaf to even realize it.” “This world is filled with guys who gouge themselves on lesbian porn, yet those same guys would swear up and down that girls loving girls is not a real thing.”

:) WHO ARE YOU? She held her breath as she waited for the messenger to respond. Her emotions were so unpredictable lately and Fiana was acting so off beat that she feared the worst. Fiana discovered she was a lesbian in her early teens when she realized she had no interest in the flat and hard male body and an acute attraction to the luscious, soft curves of the female physique. Even when she arranged for sexual group encounters, she never directly interacted with the men; which often made Pam wonder why she did it in the first place. Fiana was a complicated person to understand in many ways, but she made Pam feel good about herself and that was something she needed.

She uses to believe lesbians tends to seek for lustful things though their love looks sincere to each other. However, the truth she just finds out feels like a scene of fictional work. Thus, she responded in careful tone, "Seriously? Your woman is a gold. She doesn't take advantage of you willingly." Skyla flips her fringe and nods in agreement. "Yeah, I agree. As a lesbian, I often hear a case that mentioned female adults trying to rape young girls by certain chances. It's horrible to see that kind of situation," She specifies.

“I just had the best lesbian sex of my life.” My mouth fell open. “Wait…what? Are you gay?” “I’m bi, babe. What’s there not to love about women?” She leaned back, counting on her fingers. “The ass? Soft, round, perfect to grab. The boobs? God, the way they bounce when she’s riding your face. The pussy? tastes like fucking heaven. But back to what I was saying…you should see the way this girl fucked my brains out.” She launched into it, voice dropping low and filthy.

I bit my lips softly, leaning my weight back into my dressing chair. I loved lesbian books and p**n so much that I had secretly wanted to be a lesbian adult actor. “Yes Mummy,” the second female lead moaned. Slurpy gliding sound of wet pussies brushing over each other resounded loudly into my ears. I wanted so badly to be a part of this. I sorted my legs high on my table, pushing off the distracting book that laid on my way with my right leg. It landed face down with a loud thud. I didn’t care.

"Isabelle. This notification—it’s from a lesbian p**n site. You were watching that?" My cheeks burned. The others looked at me with curiosity. I could not hide it. "Yes. I have been addicted to watching lesbian p**n for a while now. It started as curiosity about my own feelings. Now I watch it almost every night. Please don’t judge me. I feel so embarrassed admitting it, but I touch myself thinking about women together. Don't think less of me please." Aurora touched my hand reassuringly. "No judgment here Isabelle. We all have hidden desires. In fact this could be perfect. Instead of watching alone we could try it out now with each other. Get the real experience ourselves. What do you think?

Why do I not have a mate at this age? I must tell you before proceeding further into my story and my life; do discard whatever lore you have heard and learned. My world is more different than anything you have come to know. Werewolves age slowly, and for that, our growth is slow as well. The age considered as mature in my lands is twenty-one for females, and twenty-five for males. The Goddess has made it so that our mates will always be older than us, and we do not mate until we have reached the required age.

Immediately the elders came back to their senses and glanced at Jefferson. "About the matter concerning you." The female amongst the elders said her voice cracking. "We heard you found your mate." She continued. "And that she's a human." The bald elder added. "Also we heard you made her the Luna of the pack." The long-nosed elder continued. "Do you even know the importance of that position?" The elder with a long face frowned. "Not that we are against you mating with a human. But there's something you're supposed to know: the position of a Luna is not supposed to be given to a weakling. She's supposed to be fit and strong." The elder who hadn't said anything all this while suddenly said.