Hey friends. I’m interested in reading some steamy novels, preferably focused on lesbian/queer relationships, but most erotic fiction is terrible… no hate on romance/erotica genre lovers, but I’m looking for something intentionally written and thought provoking with literary value. I just finished Paul Takes the Form of a Mortal Girl and loved it, and want more (open to something even more weird and explicit too). Pref nothing earlier than midcentury, unless you can really sell it. Thank for your help💋💋
Tag: Lesbian
I Gave into Husband’s Request… 3 [MF] maybe [MFF]
**Nothing ever happens in the bathroom**
On my drive to work that day, I kept replaying everything in my head. What will I allow her to do to me, will want to do anything to her, and watch my husband fuck another woman. I think I’m willing to let him do whatever to her. He can lick her all he wants, he can fuck her all he wants, and any which way he wants, having her lick me might be a different story but I’m not sure.
I’ve had to come to terms with the fact I’ve gotten myself off to lesbian porn a lot but didn’t think of it as anything but sexual bodies. I wasn’t imagining myself as one of the women, or was I? Still a lot to take in. What is wrong with me to even think I wouldn’t enjoy myself? I must be crazy I thought.
Having another woman lick and suck on my tits would definitely be okay, I can handle that hell I could handle that tomorrow as I laughed to myself. I LOVE to have my tits played with and sucked not to mention how turned on I get when my husband bites my nipples. Hell, I even like licking and biting on my own nipples when I’m pleasuring myself. I mean really, who doesn’t like that?
Meeting Lisa! #2 [FF] and more…..
**The dilemma**
To say I was getting nothing done at work the next day would be a fucking understatement. We had meetings all morning, but in my head, I was barely there for them. Thank God I have a great team, I couldn’t stop replaying last night in my head and how quickly things could’ve gotten out of hand. That was of course before the pictures got out of hand. Oh my God, the pictures, when I re-looked at what I sent Lisa I couldn’t fucking believe it, like 25 of them in total like a few every minutes of various stages of me getting myself undressed, and then getting myself off.
So, the dilemma all morning was what the fuck was I going to tell my husband, equally weighing on me. What do I say to Lisa? I clearly could tell her I was trying to send those pictures to my husband and when I got her text, I didn’t realize I was replying to her, instead of him that would be an easy explanation and after all, we just spent two hours at the table talking about sex. The second dilemma, I could have pulled off that excuse had I just said that as soon as I realized what I had done. But dummy me just sat there frozen looking at the typing bubbles waiting to see what she was going to reply. Had I just acted sooner and then deliver it, we will have both been laughing about this tonight over a drink. For today what else can I do?
Meeting Lisa! #3 [FF] and more…..
**Who knew little Sam was such a good………**
Lisa said how about we take this downstairs as she played with my nipples. I said great but didn’t move, I told her, if you want me to move, you need to stop because I love my nipples played with. I told her that I had gotten myself off one time just from pinching and licking my own nipples for like 15 minutes and the moment I reached down and touched my clit, I came instantly. My nipples were hard as rocks but I knew if Lisa started to rub my clit, I would be done. I was so close to orgasm earlier and Lisa had to know it, she slowed down the tempo at the moment so I didn’t come. She clearly wanted to tease me more before I came, we then we got on the couch.
The Babysitter’s Tongue(ing). [FF/25-40] [Lesbian] [Fingering] [ Oral] [Cheating] [Age Gap]
“Hey Ella.”
A vaguely familiar face waved enthusiastically at me from across the coffee shop. I ducked, immediately ashamed of myself.
I’d popped over for a sneaky caffeine fix, leaving my boyfriend languishing in our hotel room. I wanted peace, so I ignored her, even when the corner of my eye recorded her approach.
“Ella? Is that you?”
She looked pleased to see me, so I racked my brain, desperately recalling old memories and then, boom!
“Oh god Sasha, I’m really sorry, I didn’t recognise you.”
I loved babysitting Sasha; she was always well behaved, went to bed when I asked and slept through till morning. Her parents paid me well, didn’t come home drunk, and her dad gave me a lift home, with no strings or wandering hands.
When I moved to college, we lost touch, so it was a pleasant surprise to bump in to her at Christmas while visiting my folks.
“Would you like to join me?”
“I can’t stay long. Mom and dad return from vacation tomorrow and I promised to decorate our home for Christmas.”
She sat down for a minute or more, as always happens.
Part 2 [NSFW, LESBIAN, M STALKING 18+]
Part 2…
He watched as the woman he had fallen in love with was kissing someone else. Not just anyone else… another woman. A very sexy woman. He started breathing heavy, stroking himself. He watched as they entered the house, while the woman of his dreams was going inside he watched as she licked her fingers. Oh my god, she likes that pussy.
He knew exactly where they were going and he needed to watch. He got out of the tree and stealthily walked around to the kitchen window. He knew every inch of this house and the property around it. He knew the neighbors couldn’t see or hear anything, as the parcels were 3 acres each. As he creeped up to the kitchen window, he knew his precious would be offering their friend a drink. He imagined he was in the kitchen with them. That she had brought home a friend, and they would wine and dine, and even both 69 her. He imaginex he would be leaning against the kitchen sink as him and the friend discuss how sexy the strawberry blonde bombshell is. They would discuss how soft her lips are, and he would make a joke about how she’s gonna be surprised at how soft the other ones are. They would laugh and he would kiss her, while his love watched. Reaching up under her dress, he needed to taste her too.
I [M] was a birthday treat for a [FF] couple
So this was a while ago – in the age of craigslist personals – I got chatting to and subsequently arranged to hook up with a woman. She said she would bring her GF which made me think I was being catfished, but they both showed up. Ground rules were no photos and this was a one-time deal. They were from elsewhere in the UK anyway sadly.
Me – M – 5’10, short blond hair, blue eyes, in pretty reasonable shape ;)
Her – F – 5’7 ish, long (like to her hips) thick curly hair, brunette/auburn, pale eyes, slim, almost skinny, A/B cup boobs – let’s call her Brunette
Her GF – F – identical build, similar length thick dirty blonde hair and blue eyes – let’s call her Blonde
Tale of Two Friends: Part 9 [ff] [college] [caught] [fff]
The first semester of our sophomore year was getting close to ending. More than once since we’d had talked Sarah, Emma, Kate, and I had gone to a lesbian bar that let minors in once a month to let Kate feel safe while she experimented. To our surprise Emma had also decided to experiment and flirted back with some of the girls that hit on us. While Sarah and I were okay bring a third woman into our open relationship neither of us had done so. This was probably because we both were satisfied by each other and our plaything Jon.
Kate had gone on her first date with a girl. They didn’t have a second but she was starting to flirt more with other woman. As part of Emma’s experimenting she had had two one night stands with two different girls she’d met. Emma was never really a emotion relationship person but she did enjoy sex so this didn’t come as that much of a surprise. Emma expressed that certain parts of sex with women was better but dildos couldnt replace a real dick. This made Kate much more comfortable with her side of experimenting and now she had a second date scheduled with a different girl and we had all supported her.
The Dancer, Part Fourteen [F19/F18] [Dub-con] [Exhibitionism] [Reluctant Lesbianism]
**PART FOURTEEN**
Zoey wasn’t making it easy.
Since we were right up against each other, the only way down to her waist would be putting my face right into her cleavage on the way down. But what choice did I have? We were running out of time. And, with the way Zoey was sensually holding me close by the sides of my breasts, I couldn’t simply step back to get the job done. Cringing at how it was going to look for the audience who all were under the impression that I liked girls, I placed my hands on the young blonde’s hips and began lowering myself along with her shorts.
Sure enough, she decided to ‘help.’ Abandoning my boobs in order to guide me along, Zoey pulled my head forward and simultaneously jutted out her chest. Now that she was just in a bra, I ended up buried in her cleavage and blushing up a storm until she loosened her grip. I’m sure it was hot for the boys who enjoyed watching two girls doing such things, but it didn’t do anything for me. And, instead of squirming in discomfort, I had to do the counterintuitive thing and keep the show going. Slightly rolling my hips and making a show of grazing my lips against the exposed part of her breasts, I continued doing whatever it took to lean into the nightmare these girls had concocted for me. Anything to rip off the bandaid and get the whole thing over and done with.
Gave into Husbands request.. 3some…9 Parts Long 2 of 2 MFF
**https://imgur.com/a/XeE8vvw**
I /We have about 15 or more stories like this to share if people want more vote for them, if not, we understand. PS I know my spelling and grammar is less that great, but look this isn’t homework, is it? This is 1-9 much of it has been corrected and tweaked because my husband keeps telling me that not what happen next. LOL Have fun hope you like….
**see part 1 of 2 before**
**#6 Nothing ever happens in the bathroom**
I excused myself to the bathroom to refresh myself before we went back upstairs. While I was looking at myself in the mirror the other woman walked in . All I could do was just stare at her and knew I was in trouble the minute she walked in because I couldn’t stop staring at her tits, her nipples were like rocks under her dress and I couldn’t take my eyes off her or them.