Passionate Lesbian Novels & Stories

over every fucking thing. That’s why I said yes when my friend Marisol texted me about this rooftop thing in Bushwick, it wasn’t some random bar night. It was one of those invite-only lesbian parties the girls in the know whisper about, the ones with the password at the door and the guest list that gets passed around in DMs. They call it “Siren” and it happens like twice a summer. Everyone’s hot, everyone’s queer, and nobody’s pretending they’re there to network.

"No pressure. But Sheila? That thing in the shower? That wasn't nothing. We both know it." She left, closing the door quietly behind her. I sat alone in my ridiculous club outfit, head spinning, body still thrumming from earlier. Bisexual. Zuki was bisexual. And she wanted to be my first. I fell back on the bed, staring at the ceiling, knowing I should be thinking about Bobby. But all I could think about was pink hair plastered wet against Zuki's face, her hands on my skin, and the way she'd kissed me like I was air and she was drowning.

She ground into me as she moaned into his mouth and he stiffened now hard again into my bottom. With a shuddering heave and a muffled howl, she shoved somehow even more onto my fingers and orgasmed, gushing into my hand. It was better than I could ever have possibly imagined during all of our teasing talks. Feeling a woman shudder below my hand like that was as breathtaking as if I'd come myself. I was astonished realizing that. I had no idea. For the first time in my life, lesbians made perfect sense. * "Oh, I fuck married people all the time, you know? But never just husbands or wives. Only together. A girl has to have standards, you know."

My mother committed suicide because. I clench my fists again as I think of all the things I missed out on because I was too busy with training or going to some party with the guys . There is a link to an online drive with the username and password on the letter, I grab my laptop and log in. The contents of what he has saved here causes such a fierce hatred to well up inside me that it takes over my whole being.

She forced a small smile and I lifted her chin with my hand and planted a soft kiss on her lips. The rain did well to add emotions to it because soon the small drizzle began to hit the glass as our kiss intensified. There was just always something this woman's kiss did to my body. I was always so quick to respond. I wasn't complaining since this was exactly what I'd signed up for. She wrapped her hands around my neck, taking my tongue passionately. I didn't want it to ever end. I could already feel my erection. I pulled away for a second, breathing hard, "what do you do to me?" I shook my head hungrily.

We're not close because I don't socialize with them much. "You still haven't changed, Queen. You're still the most gorgeous woman that was ever born." said Zel then smiled. She's still a flirt. She was the one who looks like a cat. "Oh please! Zel shut your filthy mouth! You lesbian!" Klea annoyed said and rolled her eyes. She's the one who has an eye patch. Zel was a bisexual. "Still a bitch and jealous of me, eh?" I mocked her. "You're just jealous of Queen because she's way far stronger and more beautiful than you and you can't accept that the love of your life Yvo was head over heels with her," Rex teased her then laughed.

“Then are you ready for round two?” Butterflies take flight inside her belly and she is hot and passionate all over again. Daring to kiss him on his lips first, she answers, “Yes.”

The man intensified their kiss, crushing Rula's lips occasionally. In the end, Rula fell into pent-up desire. Her passion for Rondolf had melted today. "How could she dare kiss my husband," Yarusoyya grumbled as she peered through the hole in the door. Yarusoyya clenched her fingers, gathering all the anger within her. "Lean," Yarusoyya called out to her maid. "Rula and Melisam will never return to the Therians," Yarusoyya said. Lean frowned. "What do you mean, Lady?"

"Can I kiss you my dear wife?" Damien asked out of the blue suddenly. Emma paused but brought a smile before nodding now feeling shy and blushed heavily. Damien smiled before pulling her into another heartwarming yet intense kiss. He kissed her with so much intensity that held love, ownership and care and Emma enjoyed it. She was finally drowned into another feeling that was quite different from the way she felt towards Eric. Something intense, passionate and fiesty at the same time. Something she never felt towards Eric before. To Eric it was just a simple feeling of love, right?

I watch the supreme erotic scene before me as I take off my clothes pleasuring myself in the process. I keep gasping and gritting my teeth as the desire within me is so fucking bloody aching!! I watch a couple close by as a fellow hammers a lady with the doggy style against the wall massaging her breasts like they are the only solid substances in the world. The tears I see around her eyelids tell me she is about to combust with extreme pleasure.