Young Lesbian Stories Novels & Stories

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She uses to believe lesbians tends to seek for lustful things though their love looks sincere to each other. However, the truth she just finds out feels like a scene of fictional work. Thus, she responded in careful tone, "Seriously? Your woman is a gold. She doesn't take advantage of you willingly." Skyla flips her fringe and nods in agreement. "Yeah, I agree. As a lesbian, I often hear a case that mentioned female adults trying to rape young girls by certain chances. It's horrible to see that kind of situation," She specifies.

Kayla’s POV Layla and I had always been closer than close, well that should be expected from Identical twins I think. We have the same long chestnut hair, the same hazel eyes that turned golden in the sun, the same curvy bodies with full perky breasts, tiny waists, and the same round, firm asses that made boys stare. At twenty, we’d just finished our first year of college and had come home for the summer, expecting a boring few months with Mom. But what we got instead was Gabriel, agonizingly good looking Gabriel that had my heart thumping from the first time I set my eyes on him.

The dimly lit loft pulsed with a low, sensual hum, velvet curtains drawn to shield the night outside, the air thick with perfume and anticipation. I stood near the bar, my silk dress clinging to my skin, the fabric teasing my curves as I surveyed the room, my adventurous spirit drawn to the whispered rumors of this exclusive gathering. I’d explored my desires before, but the promise of a lesbian orgy—a tangle of women lost in pleasure—ignited a wildfire in my core, my pussy tingling with eager curiosity as the first guests arrived.

She began to eat out the woman's pussy, sucking and licking. Loretta moved forward and began to play with her friend's breasts. Clara opened her eyes and smiled when she saw Loretta. Loretta smiled back. Abigail began to finger herself as she watched her friends. Renee moved closer to her and replaced Abigail's fingers with hers while kissing her friend passionately. Clara began to pant as she rode Yasmine's face. “This whore does it so good. Yes, eat my pussy, bitch. Eat. It.” Yasmine continued as commanded, eating it Clara's pussy while Narissa continued using the dildo on her. Then she stopped using the dildo and brought out her tongue.

"Don't try anything funny, okay? Some of the girls are still underage." She nodded vigorously with a wide smile. To our surprise, no one stopped us. I guess it was because they saw my VIP pass, or that they probably thought Karmen was one of the models. Elise was quite a familiar face that everyone just smiled at her as they passed by. Everything went smoothly. We got into the dressing room again. Girls walked around the place in their sexy underwear. "Oh my ovaries," Karmen breathed as she looked at them. "This is how lesbians get pregnant."

Slut! Shameless thing! It is really heartbreaking that most of the junior students look up to this tramp. Christabel, stop whoring around! Aren't you scared of getting pregnant at this your young age? You know how the society frowns at teenage pregnancy. This is just a friendly advice o. Y'all should stay tuned for more trendy news in CROWNSTAR HIGH SCHOOL. More news like this coming up soon. Yours truly, Anonymous. I didn't know who wrote this, but I must commend the person. Now, let's see how she would walk around the whole school.

Mara dropped into the window seat like her body weighed a thousand pounds. Three straight days of workshops, crisis calls, holding other people’s pain until her own felt numb. She needed these five hours. Just noise in her ears and nothing else. She pulled out her phone, plugged in her headphones, and opened the playlist. The private one. No title. Forty-seven tracks of the stuff she never let anyone see. Women moaning loud and broken, filthy commands, wet sounds, her own breathy voice in a few recordings where she’d touched herself and whispered every dirty thing she wanted but never asked for out loud.

*She grinds her ass back teasingly, hedonistic eyes commanding as she spreads thighs wider, pussy lips parting invitingly, ready for filling. *Eyes widen in shock as they take in the scandalous scene before them - their best friend's mother, Stefanie, sprawled naked on the bed, laptop open to an array of hardcore pornography, her own body glistening with arousal. The provocative invitation hangs heavy in the air, a challenge issued directly to Y/N.*

He opened it, revealing a stunning brunette in a tiny black slutty dress that barely covered her ass. The hem was so short I could almost see her pussy lips, and her big tits looked ready to spill out of the deep V-neck at any second. “Hey, babe. Glad you could make it,” Jake said casually. “Come join the fun.” The girl—Lena—stepped inside and froze when she saw me lying there, glazed in cum with my holes on full display. Her eyes widened with pure envy as they roamed over my cum-covered tits and dripping pussy. That look sent a fresh spark of heat through me.