Passionate Lesbian Novels & Stories

"I've always played on the team. I mean, I could have this season too, but you know..." "Sure," Charlotte said vaguely. She couldn't care less if I played in a National team or a World Champion. When she walked off towards the coach, I whacked my head back against the wall. Fantastic. I'd managed to sound up-myself and a pathetic loser at the same time. "You've got the hots for her," said Olive. "What? I hardly know her!" I protested. "I see these things," she explained. "It's like an extra sense I've got."

But that was the nut of the problem. There was one girl in the school who was an open lesbian. Her name was Lisa and she played on the softball team and was all of the clichés that people associated with lesbianism. She was a bit masculine, she was strong and athletic, she had a deeper voice, a bit chubby, and was a bit aggressive. Furthermore, she tended to alienate girls and discomfit boys. It didn't matter that she was a very nice person when you got to know her (Rachael knew Lisa when they were younger and had been friendly acquaintances if not friends). But that wasn't Rachael. She wasn't just suppressing some sort of inner stereotypical lesbian; she was a lesbian and girly-girly.

she cried out as the surging heat of her passion seized her in its heated talons. Luke began to thrust his big cock in and out of her spasming pussy with even greater force to enhance the power of her release. He loved to watch passion contort a woman's face when she came, and Angela was no exception. The way her eyes rolled back and the veins in her neck popped out as she steadily screamed and convulsed beneath him turned him on so much he had to focus to keep from cumming.

"No." "I believe Lucia is the only true lesbian here," I said. "Reneé identified as bisexual before her slavery started. Neither Lisa or myself had ever been with a woman before our slavery started, nor did Janet. Since our sexuality is now under the control of our Masters or Mistresses, we must have sex with whoever they desire. My Master found it easier to watch us have sex with women rather than other men, so we learned how to please women. At this moment in time, I consider Lisa to be my partner as much as Master and I have no compunction whatever in loving her. I prefer my Master's fucking to other fucking, but I'll have sex with anyone he tells me to." "Even other men?"

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,

something was catching at my mind, something familiar; something inside told me to be careful. She nibbled at the soft skin above my pussy and I quivered, feeling a throb inside me of almost orgasmic strength, and felt my wetness trickling down my bare thigh. I felt lips nibbling, a tongue stroking – and a hesitation. My thoughts leapt into focus – I knew where I had felt this before. Most lesbians and bisexual women have encountered it. The "do I like this taste?" pause, followed by the "can I really do this" hesitation.

It began to turn human and spoke to her. "How disgusting you and that human! "You..." "Yes, I... I'm your mate, I'm the right wolf for you, we're both passionate Lycans." "What does that mean, passionate?" "Our sex is more intense right now than any other human or wolf. We could even do it now as Lycans, imagine a child of the two of us, it would be the best, a pure Lycan" "You're crazy! I am a woman married to a human, I would never go with you, or have anything!"

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Danielle slowly closed her eyes as she felt his breath. Anthony claimed her lips gently. Her mouth savoured his too. As their sweet kisses prolonged, Anthony broke their kiss to breath some air. Danielle was also gasping but she wanted more. Impatiently, like a wild cat, Danielle caught his lips, pressing herself closer to her. As their skin rubbed each other, an electrifying feeling flickered and their burning sensation were blazing like fire. Anthony laid his body over hers while deepening their kiss. His hands travelled from her breast that made Danielle moan. She bit her lower lips when she felt Anthony tasting the sweetness of her neck while constantly caressing her breast. His kisses w

Isla's eyes widened as she gasped, her body arching involuntarily, her nails digging into the sheets. This wasn't the usual tender Vincent she knew. He was fiercer now, unleashing his passion with every thrust. His movements were powerful, relentless, driven by an intensity that matched her own. Isla cried out, her voice a mixture of pleasure and surprise, as she rode the wave of his passion.