Slapping Lesbian Novels & Stories

Leslie teased. I slapped him, which I regretted almost immediately. “Yeah, way to go,” Leslie mocked. I only slapped him to cover up the shame I was feeling…you know a defense mechanism. He was the one that kissed me first but I was the one that continued it, which was a little embarrassing. I was his Alpha, he was just a slave…my slap. “You better be sorry,” I snapped, voice shaking more than I liked. “Don’t touch me again like that. Ever.”

I reach her hand and grab it with me, a dirty smile comes through from my face and I could see Lena’s confused face as she watching me. I run her hand to my cheek and smirk. “Just… slap me… like this” I slap my own cheek with Lena’s hand as I look up at her lustfully. “Mmm-hmm… like this” I slap my cheek harder once more. “Mmm… fine! But tell me if I hurt you” Lena says. She starts rubbing the pussies again but this time we do roughly, Lena starts slapping me and that’s making my cheek getting red. "SLAP!" The slapping sounds. I laugh softly when she slaps me and that turns me on even more. “I love it babe… don’t stop, go ahead!” I’m begging.

“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.

She approached me until I was cornered by her car. "Just tell me now, I'll do it right away." I swallowed hard and saw sadness in her eyes. I turned my face away and quickly slapped her. I was shocked by what I did, and she just held her cheek. "So even lesbians can slap," she said, making me cry even more. I ran away from her while trying to suppress my loud sobs. Even though I'm used to being called that word, looking like a guy or being treated like one is fine. But from her, whom I thought made me special? No, it's not.

I placed my hands on Liam's chest to steady myself, as I was starting to tremble. "This kitten is loving being spanked. Your pussy is shiny and wet. I can even see your fluids dripping down your thighs." Klaus' voice mocked me as he increased the force of the slaps. I couldn't respond since my mouth was dominated by Liam. The sound of the vibrator being turned on reached my ears and then I felt the tip of it touching my clit. The vibration made me throw my head back and scream. Liam pulled away and then harshly slapped my left breast, making the clip move and pinch my nipple more. I saw stars, for a moment, as the pain mixed with the pleasure so quickly that I lost my grip on reality. He did

The slaps he distributed on her back and ass, strong, snapped and made her moan even louder. “ Tell me who my whore is!” “ It's me... hummm.” “ Who's my slut? ” “ Hmmm, it's me…” The slaps wouldn't stop and his cock stiffened again from seeing her like this, moaning and hot. Lara came in an explosion, but Cleiton wasn't ready yet and would take a little longer, so he kept pumping, with the girl softened and leaning against the wall.

PLAKKK ,,, The sound of a slap hit Nandin's cheek. Lesley has just slapped Nandin's right cheek, I closed my mouth in shock seeing this all "I thought you were the one who made a plan for your friends to insult my Violen. You are very lowly, "said Lesley. What an atmosphere I really didn't expect to happen

“I don’t understand. What’s wrong with your precious little Moon Goddess act? He slapped you once. You got upset. You cut him off. Was it just your pride?” She finished speaking in a rush, chest heaving. I stayed calm. “You don’t need to test me. I won’t get back together with him.” She froze. “I know you’re testing me, sending him to gauge my feelings for my childhood mate. Isn’t your wolf ashamed? Don’t worry. I said we are strangers. I mean it. For life. I, Serena Mooncrest, say it. The things I threw in the trash, I won’t pick up again.”

I stayed with her until the last tremor passed, then kissed the inside of her thigh and stood. We stared at each other for a long moment, both still breathing hard. Then she pulled me in and kissed me again, tasting herself on my lips. The heat that had eased returned full force. She turned me around so I faced the table and pressed against my back. One hand reached around to stroke my clit while the other slid two fingers into my pussy from behind. The angle made every thrust hit deep. I braced my hands on the table and pushed back onto her. The wet slap of her hand against me filled the room. “Fuck, Jayla,” I breathed.

No sane person could describe the Rejects as a 'team'. Susan, the fridge with a head, was a pretty good player, except she kept growling and thumping everyone on the field. Even players on her own team. Someone would bump her accidentally and she'd raise her fist. "Do want me to beat the stuffing out of you? Do you? I'll beat the stuffing out of you!" she'd roar. And you had no trouble believing her.