Erotic Stories – Lesbian

Author: TheSpanker   Category:Lesbian

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“Let’s check out the pool,” suggested Mo, pointing out the location to Ronnie on the map Mo had brought along. The pool, was sight to behold, as nearly all of the women were either totally naked or topless! A majority were under thirty, and obviously have been taking care of their bodies! Mo and Ronnie just stood there and drank in the sights, enjoying the cavorting of the young naked women. “What do you say we join them,” offered Ronnie?

“Why not,” replied Mo, while pulling her tight tee shirt over her head, exposing her pert pointy nippled boobs. In a flash both women were naked and in the pool, soaking up the sun and enjoying the company of their naked shipmates. Mo found out quickly that the etiquette of the day was introduce yourself, and then feel free to feel up your new acquaintance! Mo was approached by a large breasted dark haired girl who introduced herself as Maria. After about two minutes or so of small talk, Maria casually reached out and began caressing Mo’s chest and ass! Mo thought, “When in Rome…..,” and returned the favor by cupping one of the fullest chests she had ever seen!

Looking around to see how Ronnie was fairing, she saw that her room mate was over sitting on the edge of the pool, while getting a good tit sucking from a twenty year old brunette. Her attention was quickly drawn back to Maria, when she felt Maria’s finger find her clit and diddle her to a nice easy orgasm. Amazing, having an orgasm while surrounded by forty naked women in the middle of a swimming pool! Mo left Maria and paddled over to where Ronnie was getting her tits done. Sliding along side the brunette she said, “My friend just loves getting her pussy sucked, why don’t you do her a favor and go down on her?!?” The brunette smiled, and then disappeared between Ronnie’s wide open thighs.
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Author: TheSpanker   Category:Lesbian

Maureen O’Connell strolled leisurely down the pier, taking in all the sights and sounds that surrounded the departure of a luxury cruise ship. A native New Yorker, Mo had spent the last several days cruising South Beach and enjoying the Miami sun, and boy, this was living, the middle of February and the temperature had been hovering in the mid 70’s! As Mo walked past her, the Molly Dee gleamed sparkling white against the azure blue Florida sky, all 790 feet of her! The brochure that her travel agent had given her didn’t do the big liner justice, she looked absolutely fantastic!

Mo had been planning this trip for over a year, and now that it was here, she could hardly believe it. Lugging her suitcase on board, Mo was met by a the purser, a pretty young woman, who looked at her ticket, handed her a detailed map of the ship, and informed her where her cabin was located. “Two flights up,” Mo mumbled out loud, while she rode the elevator to the promenade deck. Walking down a long corridor, she stopped at cabin 328 and tried her key, the tumblers moved smoothly, and in another second she was in her room.

She was supposed to have a berth partner, but it looked like no one else had been in the room, so Mo selected the bed that stood under the porthole. She was gazing through the window when the door opened and a vivacious woman of about thirty breezed into the cabin.

“Hi,” the woman said, while dumping her luggage on the other bed, “ my name’s Veronica Stuart, but everyone calls me Ronnie!” Mo, extending her hand, introduced herself, and asked Ronnie if she cared about which bed wanted. “Nah, either one’s fine with me, by the way,” she went on, “did you get a load of the purser, what a knock out!!!”

Mo nodded her head and added, “From what I’ve seen so far, all of the crew, including the captain are women, there won’t be a single male on board for the whole cruise!”

“Alllll—right,” said and enthused Ronnie, “a whole boat full of lezzies, I can hardly wait!!!”

While indelicately put, what Ronnie had said was exactly true, this was a cruise that was put together for bi or lesbian women. There were to be no men on board at all, so that if the female guests wanted to, they could roam the ship entirely in the buff, and while overt acts of sex in public were discouraged, Mo had heard from other ladies who had previously taken the cruise, that on more than one occasion they had personally seen some serious pussy licking taking place at the pool! Mo was a pure lesbian, and at twenty five had had more than her share of lovers, but just the thought of being around four hundred like minded women, well, it kinda took your breath away!

Ronnie was busily unpacking her bags and putting her clothing into the dresser, when she commented, “I hope I don’t have to wear much of this stuff for the next seven days!!!” Mo laughed, and concurred with her high strung room mate, and went about the business of putting her own stuff away. After they had finished with their clothes, Mo offered, “Let’s go down and watch the boat pull out of port, they say it’s pretty exciting!”

Ronnie looked at Mo, and said, “I have a better plan,” while she stripped off her flimsy sun dress exposing a very voluptuous body. Mo licked her lips, and slowly disrobed, her nipples hardening when they hit the air conditioned air of the cabin. “My, my,” commented Ronnie, “what a sweet little body you have,” while she absentmindedly reached down and began running her finger in and out of her by now soaking slit! “I just love seeing a woman naked for the first time,” panted a very excited Ronnie, “it’s so much fun to see a fresh pussy, don’t you think!?!”

What Mo thought was that brazenness of Ronnie, and her natural openness were making her own vagina wet with desire. Ronnie had big tits, probably a d-cup, and Mo had always been a sucker for a big set of jugs, especially when they were attached to someone as pretty as Ronnie! Mo was naturally a fem, and took orders easily, and while Ronnie was obviously also a fem, she was much more aggressive than Mo, and would take the dominate role in their relationship. Sensing this, Ronnie sat on the edge of the desk with her legs splayed wide open and said, “Come to mama and make her clitty feel good!!!”

Mo glided over to the desk and soon had her tongue pressed firmly against Ronnie’s open vagina. “Okay baby,” cooed Ronnie, “show mama what good a cunt lapper you can be!” Just hearing Ronnie using crude language drove Mo crazy, and she used her very experienced tongue to bring her red haired partner to a very hard orgasm, one that made her big tits bounce and sway when she had her climax.

Ronnie pulled Mo to her feet and gave her a long deep French kiss, one which caused Mo’s head to spin dizzily, as the red haired slut probed her mouth with her slithering tongue. Mo wondered what Ronnie had in store for her, when an instant later, she felt a finger flicking over the head of her tiny little love button, causing her to stiffen, and press her crotch forward in an attempt to get more pressure put on her aching slit.

Ronnie pulled her lips away from Mo’s mouth and offered, “Baby likes mama playing with her pussy, right!?!”

“God, Ronnie,” moaned Mo, “you do that so well, I’m really close, faster, faster!!!” Ronnie laughed a lyrical little laugh, but she wasn’t in the mood to make Mo suffer, so she increased the pace of her fingering, and brought Mo to a shuddering orgasm! The young women went limp in Ronnie’s arms, leaning her face against the older woman’s large chest.

“I think that this is gonna be a great vacation, don’t you,” asked Ronnie!?!” Mo just nodded her head, and wobbled back to her bed where she flopped down to regain her composure. Finally she answered, “Yeah, it’s gonna be great!!!”

The little interlude had lasted about thirty minutes, but in that time the ship had pulled out of the harbor and was out to sea. Ronnie and Mo took quick showers, slipped into fresh pairs of shorts and tee shirts, and then headed off to explore the Molly Dee. After getting into the elevator, they were a little surprised to find a beautiful blonde standing there in her birthday suit! She nodded hello, and then went about her business as if nothing was out of the ordinary! Ronnie and Mo waited until they got off on the main deck, and then exchanged excited comments about how unreal this cruise was going to be!

To be continued…

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Author: stargirl Category:Lesbian

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She pushed open Cassandra’s legs and pulled off her now soaked panties. She massaged gently up her roommates calf and up her hip to her narrow waist, kissing Cassandra’s navel. She pushed the nighty up over her hips and over the barely there breasts. She kissed up, and licked each already hardened nipple until it was even pointier. She teased it with her teeth. She licked down her ribcage to her stomach, licking at her belly button, then lower yet. Gina kissed the other girl’s sweet center, who pushed her, hips forward wanting, needing more.

Smiling with wickedness she bent down. Licking softly, so that little sighs of pleasure escaped her roommate. She grinned and sucked a little. Cassandra, being so wet was delicious, and Gina drank it. She began to lick faster and let her tongue slip deeper into her new roommates pussy, deep inside she sought, licking furiously. Cassandra started bucking and moaning.

“Oohh… oh. Oh… mmmmmmmmm…” she was breathing heavily. Gina latched onto the clitoris and licked at it furiously, causing even wilder bucking of Cassandra’s hips. She was practically screaming… she moaned one last time as she came into Gina’s mouth. Gina drank it eagerly savoring the sweetness.

She leaned back over Cassandra, who now had a glazed over look in her eyes. She kissed her, letting her taste the sweetness of her cum. “You taste so good.” She whispered as she undid the hand-cuffs, she hugged her.

Coming to her sense Cassandra was shocked at what her roommate had done to her, she had just gave her the strongest orgasm that she had ever had. She reached over and pulled off Gina’s white panties, which were wet now. She pulled her roommates t-shirt over her head,  smiling as she marveled at the other girls perky breasts. She bent down and suckled one. The massive tit gave way, being real and not silicone. She sucked hard, emitting a point from each. She kissed her way down. Only one way to thank her for such an amazing orgasm.

She bent her head and her roommate already had her legs spread wide open. She was leaning against pillows. She lay there eager. So Cassandra knelt down with her well-toned ass in the air, and started licking in slow circles her roommate’s pussy. She tasted like cinnamon. She licked closer and closer to the clit that stood erect, seeking attention. She reached in with one hand and began pushing her finger in and pulling it out while she licked. She went deeper and licked harder.

Gina’s hips quivered but she remained mainly still. Cassandra buried her head deeper in. Licking faster as she fingered with the same abandon. She slipped in two fingers and licked faster. Moaning came from Gina, unbidden, she tried to clamp her mouth shut. Her hips moved up and down, covering Cassandra’s face in juice. But Cassandra continued faster and she slipped three fingers into Gina’s sweet cunt. She licked at the clitoris with abandon and suddenly with a half sigh/half scream, Gina came, covering Cassandra’s face in wet sticky fluid. Cassandra sat staring, shrugged and began licking again at her friend’s pussy, until it was basically clean. She lay down next to Gina and rubbed her breast with one hand, the other she offered so that she could taste herself off of her fingers. Gina smiled, her orgasm had been amazing. No man could ever be as good.

They lay kissing and fondling for a few minutes before Gina remembered that she had turned her web-cam on. She giggled and told Cassandra that she needed to get some work done, but that she could sleep with her that night. Hopping on the computer, she saw that the three guys she was talking to were still on. Waiting. She laughed inwardly. She typed to them, “Did you like the show? Wanna join us for some fun next time?”

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Author: stargirl Category:Lesbian

Cassandra was excite.  She finally got her transfer to Evergreen Hall. She was on the third floor and would have a roommate. That was half the fun of college, right? She arrived with her belongings at nine, the time that Gina gave her. She said that would be the easiest, that way they could arrange together.

Knocking on the door, she heard a light murmur, “Come in, it’s open.” She pushed the door open the rest of the way, and saw Gina on a low bed, scantily clad in a pink halter top and a pair white of cut-off daisy dukes. Cassandra could see all the way up her legs, from the cross-legged position that Gina was in. She saw that Gina wore a pair of tight white cotton bikini underwear. She was just getting off the phone. Then she jumped up, and her well rounded, large breasts almost popped out of the top. She reached her nicely tanned hand out.

“Nice to meet you, I am Gina!” She had the easiest, prettiest grin. Her long chestnut was pulled up in a pony-tail that swung happily. Read the rest of this entry »

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Author: TR Simpson Category: Lesbian

Theresa had always been one to “love thy neighbor”, to use a common phrase. She was always the one who brought over Christmas cookies, or Easter gifts, or in general was the friendliest person in the neighborhood. But when Ashya moved in next door, things got too out of hand…

It most likely started with Ashya herself; tall, blonde, with beautiful, bulging D-cups, perfect curves and a smooth tanned body. She was single, too, a fact which surprised most of the other women in the neighborhood, and which Theresa would unknowingly take advantage of.

When Ashya moved in, Theresa slowly felt herself becoming attracted to the sexy newcomer. Theresa wasn’t too bad herself; her C-cups were smaller, but she had perfect legs, a body to die for, and thick, long brunette hair. As it so happened, she was also single. Which gave her the idea that night.

It was around 5:30, a warm, humid summer night. Theresa was sitting in her rocking chair, reading women’s health magazines as usual for tips on how to stay fit. The scrumptious smell of couscous flooded in through the open window; it was coming from Ashya’s kitchen, which often proliferated with the smells of various exotic spices. Theresa could not resist it; she decided to visit her neighbor to observe her cooking, although truly a deeper, far more erotic reason drove her visitation. Read the rest of this entry »

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Author: Brittanyherbs Category: Lesbian

I kind of have a crush you see. On a girl named Jess. She’s a few years older than i am; and I’m eighteen. I like Jess very much, but she is kind of off limits. She’s been the on and off girlfriend of my 21 year old brother.

He hurts her – a lot. He plays with her mind..trips her up mentally and emotionally. She deserves much better than him.. Although sometimes he can be a sweetheart.

I love my brother, I do, but Jess is worth something entirely different to me.
Jess knows about my sexual orientation.. At this point she is the only one who is close to my immediate family that knows. This makes me more attracted to her. That she knows.. And still comes over and gives me hugs. She is amazing. She just does it naturally.

“Brit I’m home!” Jess yells from the mud room. I smile secretly to myself.. Sometimes even her voice sends shivers up my spine.  Jess Is a very attractive girl. She stands almost 5″9 with blonde hair cut to just past her shoulder. She has the biggest and bluest eyes. If you look in them for too long; you start to feel like you’re drowning.

Her body is lean. Not an ounce of fat on her. And she has small A breasts. Her long legs fit easily into size zero yoga pants.

I on the other hand am 5″6, long curly chocolate brown hair that falls to my breasts. I have dark brown eyes and big puffy lips. My skin is dark; while Jess’ is not. I have big boobs and a big ass. Which makes me very popular at parties.
But with Jess it’s different. She looks at me as a person not at my body.

“Hey girl!” I say. Of course, i haven’t told her I like her, or that I fantasize about her. That’s my secret.

She walks in the room and sets down a large book bag. She is in her work uniform. She works at a restaurant waitressing, and her uniform looks nice on her.

” I’m so tired, I need sleep,” she says stretching her legs out on the chair. I close my eyes for a second and imagine myself between those long, slender legs. I must have had them closed for a while because suddenly her voice interrupts my train of imagination.

“Are you going to pass out? Here, let me help you,” she says helping me walk all the way to the couch. I have the urge to kiss her right then but I refrain, telling myself that it’s ” not the right time.”

“Hey Brit can I talk to you?” she asks. I laugh. Like I have much of a choice.

“Sure thing,” I reply.

“I’m starting to drift away from Branden. I think this break up is going to be our last, and I’m not going to be over as much,” she says, looking anywhere but me. Why does he do this to her ? I’m starting to get extremely angry. Who is he to run around and date her, break her heart over and over again, and come back two weeks later. While I have to sit here in the shadows and love her in my own head.

“No, Jess, please! Come over still. I don’t care about Branden and you shouldn’t either!” I can’t lose her.

“That’s the thing, I want to, but it would be awkward. I mean, he could bring his girlfriend over at any moment,” she breathed heavily. I just cannot lose her.

“Get someone of your own?” I say. What I want to say is get your own girlfriend. But I’m not sure she’s ready for that. Read the rest of this entry »

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Author: TR Simpson Category: Lesbian

Seriously, who wouldn’t want these two to get together? This is a fictional story about Rihanna’s soundboard editor, who prefers to be called Ryan, witnessing Katy Perry and Rihanna getting it on on the soundstage.
It was a warm, humid summer day. Ryan had finished compiling the latest song for ultra-famous pop star Rihanna, whose singing had carried her into world fame. Ryan had taken a walk outside to get fresh air, but soon regretted it: the stifling heat of the Californian summer forced him back into the air conditioned sound stage after less than five minutes. As he walked into the deep interior rooms of the stage, his Blackberry began to ring. Irritated, he wiped the sweat from his hand and reached deep into his pocket, withdrawing the mobile phone.

“This is Ryan. What is it?” he asked, attempting to be polite.

“You’re on in fifteen. Report to the sound stage at three.” It was the head of the studio, Austin. He was organized and calm, but could also be an asshole.

“We have an audition today?” Ryan asked, surprised.

“We do. Katy Perry’s coming today, but she needs to do some warming up she says. So head off to the soundstage in fifteen minutes,” Austin ordered. The phone went off then; Ryan muttered a curse under his breath. Fifteen minutes gave him little time to prepare. He was looking forward to a cool drink and a nice chat with the other studio assistants in the rec room, but that plan was cancelled. He might as well head into the mixing room now, and wait until they were ready.

As Ryan walked in, he almost stepped back out of the mixing board area. The mixing station overlooked the entire soundstage, and the windows were almost entirely one-way; it was almost impossible to see into them from the soundstage itself, but Ryan could see the stage perfectly. Katy Perry and Rihanna were definitely there; but they weren’t practicing or checking the mic.
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I’ve got a thing for cops. I’m probably not the only one. I mean, what’s hotter than the thought of a confident, strong woman coming home, putting her gun on the counter and ravishing her girlfriend?

In Lesbian Cops, Sacchi Green has collected sixteen super hot stories that are as well-written as they are inspiring! Green has done a great job of compiling an eclectic bunch of tantalizing tales that are sure to please.

This may sound weird, but I found Elizabeth Coldwell’s Torn Off A Strip to be a really challenging story. After two officers are called to a bachelor party gone wrong, they find the evenings entertainment handcuffed to the porch railing with a stolen wallet in her back pocket. While the male officer takes the guys inside to get the story, his partner has her way with the suspect. It’s completely consensual, but I am 100% sure if the officer had been a male the feminist in me would have been furious. The fact that it turned me on left me with a bunch of questions…

Of course, no one really reads erotica to be challenged, so let me tell you about another one of my favorites, Dress Uniform by Teresa Noelle Roberts. It’s so much more than a dirty story about a cop and her girlfriend who has a thing for Cosplay. The dirty parts are so damn hot, but what really makes it stand out is Roberts’ attention to detail. The final sex scene was so good, partly because you understand where both women are coming from and are emotionally invested in it. It’s hard to write good characters in a dozen pages, but the author pulls it off here.

While those two stories stood out for me, there’s really not a dud in the bunch. This new Cleis Press collection may not be for everyone since it has such a specific focus, but if you’re the kind of girl who fantasizes about being pulled over, you’re going to love it.

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Author: lesbianlover Category: Lesbians

Stella Bordon sat a her desk reviewing a testimony in a divorce proceeding that her client was involved in. “Geesh,” she thought to herself, “this guy is lying through his teeth, Edie is right, he is hiding assets some place!” For the next ten minutes she poured over the deposition of Edie’s husband, and all at once a light bulb went off in her head, and she spun around in her desk and reached for a law book on the top shelf of her bookcase. As she stretched up to retrieve it, snap, her right bra strap tore away and it left her right breast totally lacking in support!

Now for most women, a broken bra strap would be an minor inconvenience, but for Stella it was a disaster, as her 42DD cup bra was the only thing holding her massive chest in place!!! Her chest was so out sized, that she ordered all of her bras, and other lingerie for that matter, from a specialty store in New York! Of course she had other bras at home, but she was due in court later that afternoon, and since she lived in Chicago’s far western suburbs and worked in the Loop, her spare bras might as well have been on Mars!!!

“Oh, no,” she moaned, “what am I going to do, there are no stores around here with my size?!?!?!?” “Maybe no one will notice,” she said out loud, as she walked across the hall to the rest room to look in the mirror! “Holy smokes,” she groaned, “it’s worse than I thought,” as she stared at her lopsided front!!! Even though it was eighty five degrees outside, she went to her closet and pulled out her raincoat and put it on, “No use advertising it,” she thought, as she punched the down button on the elevator, “maybe I can find one in one of the specialty stores on North Michigan Avenue!!!”
Stella stared through the front window of the “Lingerie Boutique”, and was disheartened by what she saw, “Nothing for the full figured woman,” she mumbled, “but I guess I better check it out just in case!!!” Once inside, her worst fears were realized, nowhere in sight could she spy even a hint that they had something to get her through the rest of the day!!!

“May I help you,” a voice behind her asked casually?

“Uh, I hope so,” Stella stammered, “but I’m afraid you don’t have what I need!!!”

“Well,” the saleslady replied smoothly, “why don’t you tell me what you need, and I’ll tell you if we have it!!!” Read the rest of this entry »

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Author: Dana_McBeard Category: Lesbians

I let myself into your apartment quietly. I walk up behind you while you read my last email. You are pumping your vibrator in and out of you, whimpering with pleasure. You still don’t know that I am there. I take off my pants and shirt, leaving on my white bra and white thongs. You finally make yourself come, and you sit still in your chair for a few seconds before you turn around and see me standing there, almost nude.

My bra is almost too small, making my tits pop out at you. You can see the darkness of my nipples inside the thin cups. My white lace thongs do nothing to hide the blackness of my pubic hair. You can tell through the panties that I am almost completely shaven clean, except for the small triangle of hair that points you right towards my pussy.

You can also tell that I am already wet just from watching you get off. We haven’t even touched yet, and the air is already thick with the smell of sweat and our cum. You walk around behind me and stop. We both stand completely still. You lift the hair off of the nape of my neck and begin to nibble on my neck. You trace my spine with kisses and then sit on the floor behind me. I am still standing.

You place your hand on my back, leading me to touch my toes with my ass still in the air. You slide the back of my thong out of the way and plant a single kiss right on my asshole. You take your able hands and slide them in the front of my panties. You force your tongue right into my asshole and your fingers right into my cunt. I moan with surprise and then with pleasure. You pump your tongue in rhythm with your fingers and I cum with the highest of intensity. Before I know it, I have turned around and pushed your shoulders to the floor. Read the rest of this entry »

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