Short Lesbian Smut Novels & Stories

His eyes dropped to my tits, then lower, where my shorts clung wet between my legs. “Jesus. You weren’t kidding.” I grabbed his wrist, pulled his hand down. “Touch me. See for yourself.” He didn’t hesitate. Thick fingers slid under the waistband of my shorts, straight over my bare pussy—no panties, just soaked skin. Two fingers parted my lips, gliding through the mess, brushing my clit once. I gasped, hips jerking forward. “Fuck,” he muttered. “You’re drenched. So fucking wet.” Alex chuckled dark behind me, still teasing my nipples. “Told you. She gets like this when she wants something bad.”

Three of her little fingers jammed in and out of her dripping pussy while she rubbed her clit in harsh rhythm. "Well, well, well. Hello, slutty sis," he said coyly, smirking at her as he dug into his boxers and brought out his dick. “Sam!” Lucy gasped, fingers still pumping her pussy wetly. Her deer caught in headlights eyes. The wet, squishy sounds of her pussy being fucked. The delicious scent of her wet pussy lingering in the air. And of course, the ethereal sight of her heavenly body. Sam had never been so turned on in his life.

Gemma said, glancing at you with a smile. "Oh, god no," Julie scoffed. "Honey, let me tell you - you ain't had a good pussy licking until you've been with a proper lesbian. Let me guess, he spends about five minutes down there, then pops and sticks it in?" Julie seemed to have the sense to try and at least pivot into whatever joke she wanted to get to, but Gemma wasn't letting her escape. "Actually," she said loudly. "It's more like twenty minutes of heaven."

I breathed, because I was too far gone to care about consequences, too desperate for this connection to think rationally. He pulled my shorts and underwear down in one motion, tossing them aside, and then his hand was between my thighs, fingers sliding through my slick folds. "Fuck, you're soaked," Damon groaned, circling my clit with deliberate pressure. "All this for me?" "Yes," I admitted shamelessly, my hips rolling to meet his touch. "Damon, please—" He pushed two fingers inside, curling them to hit that perfect spot, and I cried out, my back arching off the mattress.

Taught to Obey: Stretching Her Pussy for the Step-Father The Midnight Intruder: Fucked While My Husband Sleeps The Office Orgy: Taking the Whole Boardroom Stuffed and Satisfied: A Debt Paid in Semen The Step-Brother’s Claim: Marking Her Ass as His Territory The Frat House Slut: Taking Every Cock In Sight Double Penetrated and Degraded: The Maid’s True Calling Pussy on the Edge: Used Until She Could Barely Walk The Master’s Debt: Taking It All From Every Side

“Clean it up slut.” Sophia opened her mouth next and he shoved inside her deep, fucking her throat until she gagged and drooled all over her tits. He spat in to "Making it earlier for you slut" Riley and Amara watched silently in total awe and disgusting. Heat building in between each of their legs. “Good. Now the others. Show them their place.” He made Sophia crawl over and kiss Riley’s pussy first, then Amara’s. Forced lesbian shit. The girls didn’t fight it anymore. They spread their legs and let Sophia lick while Daniel stroked himself.

“I can feel you getting tighter. You’re right there, aren’t you? Poor little good girl trying so hard not to come on this cock like the desperate slut you really are.” “Damon, I'm not a slut!” I yelled at him but he didn't slow down. “Yet you keep crying like you want more, huh?” I hear him smirk. “I can’t…I’m gonna…Damon, please…” “Not yet, hold it.” He slows just enough to keep me right on the razor edge, still buried deep inside me, still rubbing my clit with those cruel fingers of his, but denying me the last bit of pressure I need. “Damon!” I sob into the mattress, hips trying to push back for more. He holds me still with one iron hand on my hip and gives my ass another sharp, stinging

Sam Lane growls. Before Sam can mount him, Lana Lang climbs over Rodolpho's chest, positioning her own hard, muscular thighs over his face, pressing her wet, dripping heat directly against his mouth. Rodolpho Simmons loses his mind at the sheer sensory overload, aggressively sliding his tongue along her swollen slit, giving her fast, rhythmic licks while her husband lifts Rodolpho's heavy hips and drives his massive, long shaft straight into his raw, unlubricated ass.

she sobbed, her pussy gushing juices down his shaft. Across the room, Chelsea and Damien approached the missionary statue. Chelsea's heart pounded, her small frame trembling as she lay back on the floor, spreading her legs wide to reveal her pink pussy, already slick from the room's influence. Damien stripped off his shirt, his muscular chest heaving, and dropped his pants to let his long cock spring out, veined and throbbing. He positioned himself between her thighs, leaning down to capture her lips in a rough kiss, his tongue pushing into her mouth while she kissed back hungrily, tears streaming down her cheeks.

He used his thumb and forefinger to roll her sensitive clit. “Ah… Ahhh!” “Look how wet you are. You’re such a little pervert,” he chuckled, sliding her underwear down to her ankles. “That pussy is looking right at me.” Nuna trembled, her skin flushed hot. As he moved lower, his lips grazed her inner thigh, making her writhe. He parted her folds, revealing the glistening nectar flowing in a steady stream. Leo groaned, his breath hitching at the sight. He touched his tongue to her clit.