Young Lesbian Stories Novels & Stories

Heat and pressure and the desperate certainty that this might be the last time. After, they lay tangled. Breathing hard. Reality seeping back. "We're terrible people," Trina whispered. "The worst." "Hope deserves better parents." "She got us. That's the tragedy." She laughed. Actually laughed. "How is this funny?" "Because we're flying toward probable death and we just had sex in a storage closet like teenagers. We're absurd." "We're human." "Barely." He held her tighter. "If we survive tomorrow, if we somehow win, what happens to us?"

I even traced a circle on my panty and cut it, boring a hole in the middle of it right through my pussy. I was already in my sleep when touches toward my body woke me up, there were ten hands going through my body at least. “Fuck! Her underwear has a huge hole.” It was Marhenry, the youngest of them all, he’s 35 and has a son my age and a daughter younger than me. “I should fuck her first. The younger one should be the first.” He joked then they all laughed. He didn’t remove my underwear. The hole was perfectly cut right to my pussy that his tongue went inside the moment he flicked it in.

"Every night, Bridge. The eyes, the tattoo... he was touching me in places I didn't even know I had. I woke up so wet I had to change the sheets. It’s getting ridiculous." Bridget snorts, swerving around a slow-moving truck. "Girl, you need to get laid. Seriously. You need to get that pussy fucked and handled the proper way. It’s been over two years since you left the dating world and allowed a man to actually handle you. Your subconscious is literally staging a protest. You’re dreaming about ink because you aren't getting the real thing." "I'm not that desperate," I laugh, though the heat in my cheeks says otherwise.

All characters are 18 years or older. This story can be read as a stand-alone. If you would like to read more about the main characters, please check out "In Love With A Lesbian Episodes" in the First Time category. This story contains elements of anal, exhibitionism, group (mmf and mff), mild reluctance, toys, lesbian, and of course lots of sex. Austin, Alanna and their housemates play Strip Poker on a rainy day and everyone gets frisky.

They fucked her in the shower, against the walls, on the balcony where neighbors might see, and back on the floor in every possible combination. Lena had never been happier. Her body was completely exhausted but her pussy kept getting wetter with every new cock and every new degradation. She had finally found a group that might actually satisfy her endless craving, at least for one wild night.

Thankfully, the young man who had approached me was gone. I checked the room, trying to find Lisa, but there were no signs of her. I walked toward the pools, only to find my cousin getting her pussy eaten out by the handsome guy from before, while another guy with blonde tipped dreads had his dick down her throat. I closed my eyes and shook my head. I had to go.

I typed in a phrase that made her brows lift ‘Lesbian step sisters making out’, the corner of her mouth twitching as if she wasn’t sure whether to be shocked or intrigued. “What… are you doing?” she asked, her voice low, guarded. “Just showing you something,” I murmured, not looking away from the screen. “Something you might… relate to.” The videos filled the screen, thumbnail after thumbnail, each one daring her to look away. I clicked one of the many videos. The girls started by having a discussion with their respective step parents then they were left alone in the bedroom,one of them started touching the other and she gave in after some attempts of protest.

I tilted my head sideways so I could read the block letters scrawled across the paper hanging from Margaret's hand - Under 18 Rejected Players. Great.

Liza asked who knew where I was and unfortunately she started to approach me. "Wow, how small is this world?" The question that came out with that sly smile made me a little annoyed. However, I couldn't reply at all. "Do you know her?” The short hair girl asked Liza. I just hope she doesn’t say anything. "Yes, I know him. Her name is Tamara and she is my middle school friend,” she explained with a scornful look at me. "Oh nice to meet you. My name is Alexi and this one is Maria. Do you want to be friends with us too?”

she asked, wanting to go sit by herself and watch the action. “Tell me ladies, have either of you ever eaten pussy?” Damon asked, ignoring the bra. Julia scoffed and shook her head. “We’re not lesbians Damon,” she said, then looked at Bree, who raised one eyebrow and shrugged. “I have once,” Bree admitted, “but I was a teenager and I was kind of drunk.” “Seriously?” Julia asked, a shocked look on her face. “You’ve never told me that.” “It’s not exactly something that you brag about you know. I’m not proud of the fact that I had sex with a woman twice my age when I was nineteen years old.”