Young Lesbian Stories Novels & Stories

I sat down on the chair next to her, stretching out my legs, feeling the sun hit my skin and make the stickiness between my thighs even more noticeable. "Sure, why not," I said, forcing a small smile. "Not much else to do right now." She leaned back, propping herself up on her elbows, her tank top riding up a little to show a strip of her flat stomach. "So, tell me about yourself, Alecia. Collins said you're just starting out here in LA. What are you into? School, work, boys?" The way she said "boys" made my stomach twist, like she was fishing for info, and I wondered if she was trying to figure out if I was competition or something.

It was another p**n magazine. “Look at the new one I got yesterday, she said. Scooting over to me. She sat close to me, making sure we were touching each other. She opened the magazine and laid it on her lap as she began to flip through a few pages. It was a new lesbian p**n. “So, you like girls on girls” she asked, staring at me. Yeah, I just realized I like girls when I went to college, so tell me how many ladies have you slept with, she asked.

She wasn’t supposed to see me. November 18th…the night after I turned 18, there I was, in my bedroom, pants down, hands wrapped around my veiny cock, repeating the same rapid vertical motion I did every other night. My eyes partially shut as they rolled within their frame, neck swung back, and my head…full of erotic images of Steph.

It was another p**n magazine. “Look at the new one I got yesterday, she said. Scooting over to me. She sat close to me, making sure we were touching each other. She opened the magazine and laid it on her lap as she began to flip through a few pages. It was a new lesbian p**n. “So, you like girls on girls” she asked, staring at me. Yeah, I just realized I like girls when I went to college, so tell me how many ladies have you slept with, she asked.

Luckily, I had a scholarship, so I could enjoy and make use of all of Zidduya's facilities. The classroom felt empty, with only me sitting there lost in thought. My friends had all headed to the cafeteria. I was the same, with feelings I had never experienced before. Embarrassment, confusion, and anxiety about how to tell Devano. Tonight, we would celebrate my 16th birthday. "Din..." A handsome, sweet, tall guy, and unfortunately, I had a crush on him. Suddenly, out of nowhere, he interrupted my thoughts. Devano Samuel Escapra, the dream of almost every girl in school, from ordinary girls to idolized theater club members.

These stories ranged from tales of triumph and resilience to accounts of cultural traditions and the bonds forged through shared humanity. Luna compiled these stories into a book titled "Voices of Seoul," a testament to the diverse voices that make up the vibrant tapestry of the city. Through the publication of the book, Luna aimed to not only give a voice to those whose stories often go unheard but also to provide a platform for readers around the world to connect with the people of Seoul on a deeply personal level.

“You two always collect payment like this, or am I just special?” Roy’s laugh was low and dirty. “Special enough. Most girls don’t bend over this easy.” Hank’s thick fingers hooked into the waistband of my shorts and tugged once, testing. “Mouthy little thing. Bet that mouth does more than talk.” I felt the heat between my legs spike. My secret kink—the one I never admitted out loud—was already throbbing. Older men. Rough hands. Being used like I was nothing but a warm hole on the side of the road. These two had walked straight out of every filthy fantasy I’d ever gotten off to alone in the dark.

Chapter 1: A Dangerous Game It's been two years since Dominic adopted Anastasia who used to be a silent girl who lost her parents at the age of eighteen. Now at twenty, she became a rebellious woman with a sharp tongue, frequently picking a fight with Dominic and spending all night with her friends.

She panted, every muscle trembling. But the team wasn’t done. New hands grabbed her, hauling her up, turning her to face the wall. Another cock pressed into her sore pussy from behind. Then another. And another. A relentless, rotating assembly line of young, athletic bodies using her for their quick, rough release. She lost count. Lost names. Lost everything but the feeling of being endlessly penetrated, the cold tiles against her cheek, the steam, and the crude, loving praise in her ear. “Good fucking slut.”

“Oh! God I'm sitting completely nude on my brother's lap as he kneads my boob and his friend is touching my core. God ! Please forgive me for my sins.” Nicolas finally slid two fingers inside my core and started moving it back and forth earning a moan from me. “Ahhhgh…” I moaned. Clover was licking all over my back. Nicolas started nibbling and sucking my nipples while he fingered me and soon Clover stripped off his pants. Nicolas removed his fingers and Clover slipped his manhood inside me in one go. “Ahhhh….” “No…No. Clover isn't wearing any condoms.” “Don't worry sis, we already got the contraceptive pills for you.”