Thick Lesbians Novels & Stories

A pillow under my ass, any thoughts of Cecil banished as Sarah gave me a long and exquisite tongue fuck. Inviting me to meet some of her girlfriends on Tuesday afternoon. Just as l had guessed they were all incredibly attractive lipstick lesbian, bi-sex women, beautifully groomed in designer clothing, three around my age, a fourth one Marie much younger in her mid-twenties. One of the women I recognized as an important politician with a husband on numerous business boards.

Hilda, a voluptuous 34-year-old woman, had always been drawn to the darker, more taboo aspects of sexuality. She had spent years exploring her desires, pushing boundaries and indulging in the forbidden. Her two closest friends, Beatrice and Clarissa, were kindred spirits – both equally curvaceous and adventurous.

JADE The Uber ride was a nightmare. ​I sat in the back, my legs squeezed together so hard they hurt. Every time the car hit a pothole, my pussy throbbed. I shouldn't have started something so forbidden at work. ​The apartment felt too small the moment I walked in. ​Celia’s expensive perfume still lingered in the hallway, a reminder that she was out being the "Golden Girl" while I was slinking into my room like a kicked dog…a very horny dog to be precise.

She felt the sheer material one more time that stretched up passed her waist all the way up to her shoulders. “Yes, and then put the black tights on over it. We all do it…well, except for the LSG’s.” “LSG’s?” “Long Sock Girls.” “Oh…I get it.” Isabella thought a moment then smiled. “BTG’s…Black Tights Girls.” “That’s us.” Amber smiled. They walked down the street before Amber stopped her. “I have to warn you about one thing.” “What?” “It’s nothing bad. Just that when you meet Kelly’s sister…be prepared.”

3. LISA I’m completely lost in the moment, fingers buried knuckle-deep in my dripping pussy, thrusting quick and messy while my eyes stay half-closed on the laptop screen. The lesbian p**n blasts wet tongue sounds and desperate girl moans that make my cunt squeeze even tighter around my fingers. My other hand attacks my heavy tits, pinching my stiff nipples until the sharp sting blends into pure pleasure, squeezing the soft flesh hard like I’m trying to pull an orgasm out of them.

“We are so much more than that.” Cassandra stepped forward and gently tilted Lily’s chin up, forcing her to meet those hypnotic crimson eyes. “We are the Crimson Sisterhood. Ancient. Eternal. We have walked this earth for centuries, feeding on desire and blood. We are lesbian vampires, my sweet pledge. And we choose only the most delicious, innocent girls to join us.” Lily’s heart hammered. She should have been terrified. She should have run. Instead, a strange heat bloomed low in her belly. Her nipples tightened against her dress. A trickle of wetness dampened her panties.

Mistress Dark said. As I did to Mistress Dark, I also did to my Master, a slow seduction of all of him, taking my time, engaging him, as much of him as I could, using my lips, my tongue, my hands. When I finally released his cock from his shorts, he was hard as a steel rod, the skin stretched tight as a drum over the head. I suspected he'd also liked the show; his slave licking Mistress Dark's cunt. I was experienced enough to know lesbian sex was a very popular type of porn enjoyed by men. Apparently two pussies were nearly always better than one.

Then she slowly withdrew it as Marika's came, unleashing a tide of hot pussy juice. The pussy juice spilled down Manuela's throat. She couldn't get enough of her cousin's sweet female cum. And Marika provided plenty of it, climaxing and squirting out for almost more than 10 seconds. When it was over, both cousins knew the lull was only temporary. They lusted for one another like a pair of hard-core lesbians, all-girl sex coming as naturally to them as breathing. Now it was Manuela's turn to strip. She stood before her seated cousin and pulled her sweater over her head. She wore no bra and the nipples of her bare tits were so red it seemed as if she had colored them with lipstick.

“No, no she did not.” “I’m not surprised,” Pam sighed. It was no secret among the lesbian community that being the first to have a relationship with a woman who had formally been heterosexual was risky, at best. Many women are just there to sample the other side of life before deciding to go back to their male counterparts. This was something that weighed heavily on Fiana. She found it difficult to believe that Pam had not been with a man, other than the rape, and had only fooled around lightly with her schoolmate and friend.

She asked, her voice velvety and smooth. "A glass of whiskey for all of us." Selena replied, her perfect manicure fingers intervening on the counter. "Ofcourse, miss." She nodded and went off to get our glasses. "Are girls always that pretty in the bars?" Linda asked making me chuckle. "Definitely, they're perfection." Selena sighed in pleasure. "Damn, shut your lesbian ass." Linda shook her head in amusement. "Babe, its bi, not lesbian." She tsked. "And suddenly I'm not straight." I winked at Selena who licked her lips in response, her hand circling around my bare waist. "You both, just stop." Linda poked her cheek with her tongue.