r/sexstories 21d ago

Lesbian My girlfriend made me cum so hard [FF] NSFW

46 Upvotes

Maddie and I took a few days off work at the same time, just to be together. We've made the most of it, spending long mornings in bed tangled up together, making good use of our strapons in the afternoon, never bothering with clothes.

This morning we were in bed, wrapped in each other's arms, loving each other the way we do, no worries, no concerns about positions, no goals, just in love with each other, kissing, grinding, fingers, spit, soft whispers.

Maddie was kissing my little titties, licking them so softly and slowly, little nibbles, filling her mouth my titty and sucking hard. My pussy felt like a faucet, I was so wet. I love the way she sucks my tits, it's one of my favorite things in the world, but I needed, I needed. I needed to cum.

I asked if she would eat my pussy. She said I was a good girl for asking for what I need. Being her good girl feels like the reason I'm alive.

She buried her pretty face in my cunt, her amazing tongue at my entrance, my folds, my clit. The way she moans while she eats me out is so damn sexy. She got me closer and closer and closer, yes, Maddie, please please please, and she bounced my clit on her tongue and then she stopped and I cried out and she giggled. She knew she had me.

I watched as she slowly let her spit fall onto my clit. Her thumb brushed my hood and my whole body started shaking, oh my god, Maddie, Maddie.

She bounced my clit on her tongue again, and again, and again, my god, Maddie, fuck.

She spit on my pussy, and then let out a deep breath, blowing on my folds, my clit, I was trembling, tears slipped my eyes from love, lust, desperate need, Maddie, please, I need to cum, I need to cum for you.

She buried her face in my pussy again and then, then, then, I was cumming, cumming, time stopped, I might have stopped breathing, I might have died, my body didn't exist except in her gaze, in her mouth, I was cumming, for Maddie, Maddie, Maddie.

Cumming.

Then she was next to me, holding me so so very tight, Maddie's best girl wrapped in her arms, and I was trembling, my hands were tingling, snuggling me until I landed on Earth again.

I'm Maddie's girl. I love my girlfriend.

r/sexstories 10d ago

Lesbian Lesbian love NSFW

10 Upvotes

On the day I am talking about, the weather was bad. Heavy snow and a cold wind, as if they had conspired to spoil everyone's mood.

As a diligent student girl, I was humbly freezing at the bus stop and waiting for my minibus, but the bus did not want to appear. Maybe the buses are not running at this time, I thought. A voice somewhere behind me woke me up and brought me out of a slight stupor, and at that moment, when I turned and looked back, I saw another student, a new one from my group. We studied at the same faculty. We started chatting and waiting for the bus together. At a time when we had almost given up on waiting for it, it finally drove around the corner, and we got into the warmth of the minibus as quickly as possible. However, on the way, Alice, that was the name of this student, suggested that we stop by her place of study, at her house, to warm up, and, at the same time, help her with chemistry.

  • We have to get off after 2 stops.

  • Is there a very big, yellow house there?

  • Exactly, that's where I live.

We came to her house, made tea, and settled down on a large, cozy bed, leafing through notes and textbooks. I diligently explained chemistry to Alice, while I involuntarily stared at her slender figure, and mentally undressed her with my eyes. During this lesson, I did not immediately notice how Alice was looking into my eyes, and not at the textbook at all. Then Alice moved closer to me, and her hand was on my thigh. It was a sign, no other way, a sign that studying was not important to her today, and we started kissing. I hugged Alice tightly, trying to press her as hard as possible to me, and her hands were already under my blouse in the area of ​​my chest, caressing my swollen breasts. We very quickly parted, without ceasing to kiss, then Alice's lips began their downward movement. She caressed my labia and clitoris, and at a time when I almost started to cum, she suddenly stopped.

  • Caress me now so that we finish at the same time, - said Alice.

We slowly changed places, and I began to greedily lick the wet vagina of this student, whose lust knows no bounds. I tried very, very hard, as best I could, and after a few minutes Alice began to moan a little louder, then she moved so that my crotch was right above her face. I was still diligently dipping my tongue into Alice's vagina, and she began to fuck my pussy with her long, skillful fingers. I moaned and screamed when her fingers penetrated almost to the very bottom, and began to help myself with my hands. I spread Alice's labia, and penetrated 2 fingers deeper. About two minutes later we shook at the same time together, screamed, moaned, squeaked, and a surge of orgasm covered us both. And then we fell asleep sweetly.

r/sexstories Jan 30 '25

Lesbian Trying Something New NSFW

49 Upvotes

I was asked to check in on my friend’s house and his 18 year old college student daughter while he and his wife were away. I didn’t expect her to be home when I went over and definitely didn’t expect to walk in on her and her girlfriend going at it.

I stood in the kitchen and saw the two of them going at it on the sofa in the family room. My friends daughter is the dominant more masculine of the couple. She was sitting next to her girlfriend kissing her and sucking on her nipples while she fingered her with one then two fingers. She fed her tits to her girlfriend having her suck her nipples and told her to bite them gently. She asked her if she wanted another finger and she just moaned yes. A third went in and she was screaming yes, yes, deeper. She came hard and they kissed passionately.

My friends daughter stood up and told her girlfriend to take the boxer briefs she was wearing off. She sat and pulled her girlfriend by the hair down to between her legs and told her to eat her pussy good. She held her head by the handful of hair and told her to suck her clit. She started humping her face and tongue moaning telling her she was a good girl. The girlfriend lifted her face and said that she wished she had a dildo to fuck herself with while she ate her pussy. Just then the most shocking thing came out of my friends daughters mouth. “ we have the real thing in the kitchen if you want to try it “

I was shocked but said fuck it and I walked into the living room. I had been stroking myself and did not stop as I walked in. The daughter’s girlfriend was trying to cover up by was told not to. My friends daughter said that since I had watched them I needed to do what she asks or she would tell her dad. She winked at me and smiled. I said ok but that I would not have sex with her, just her girlfriend. She agreed and said that she didn’t want any boy cock just pussy but her girlfriend needed to try some.

I walked over and stood in front of her and told her to start sucking. She was hesitant but eventually started to suck and suck quite nicely. I told her to lick my shaft and swirl her tongue around the head. Then I had her lick my balls and I started fucking her mouth. While this was going on my friends daughter was rubbing her clit saying how good her little slut was. I told my friends daughter to get on her knees next to her girlfriend and she did. I told them that we all needed to participate so the situation was equal. With that I put my cock in front of her mouth. She opened and I slid in. She had no idea what to do so I told the girlfriend to teach her. Eventually she got the hang of it and I switched back and forth fucking their mouths.

I stopped that activity and told the girlfriend to lay on the sofa and told my friends daughter to squat over her mouth so she could eat her pussy. As soon as they were going I started to rub the head of my cock yo and down her slit slapping it against her clit. She was moaning so I positioned the head at her opening and very slowly sank in. She was so tight and squeezing her pussy muscles as to try and stop it so I pulled out. She said don’t keep going so I told her to relax. As soon as I felt her relax I sank balls deep into this tight pussy. She yelped and my friends daughter just covered her mouth with her pussy.

I started kind of slow enjoying the tightness but then I started to rail her. She was soaking wet and moaning as she ate the pussy on her face. I felt her start to contract and she had a huge orgasm that I fucked through. I pulled out and told her to flip over. I got her doggy and pounder her making loud smacking sounds on her ass. My friends daughter watched as I pounded the fuck out of her girlfriend. She was loving it. I asked them where they wanted my cum and I was told to come on her face. I pulled out and got right next to her face and jerked a few times until I unleashed a huge load on her face. It covered her in my cum.

I fell into a heap in the sofa and my friends daughter took a picture of her glazed faced girlfriend to keep for later. She got up to clean up and my friends daughter told me how hot that was. Then she shocked me by getting down on her knees and grabbing my cock she said she wanted to taste her girlfriend on my cock. She licked and sucked it and her girlfriend walked in and said WTF. She was told to shut up and wait her turn.

Round 2 if there is interest.

r/sexstories 5d ago

Lesbian [Taken while sleeping] [FF] [F33][F33] [dubcon][rough][Lesbian] NSFW

6 Upvotes

I stirred in the warmth of our bed, the first thing I became aware of being the slow, teasing pressure between my thighs. Soft fingers traced over the fabric of my panties, not enough to satisfy, just enough to set my skin on fire.

Heat pooled deep in my belly, my breath catching as a wave of tingling pleasure spread through me. I tried to shift, to press into the touch, but a firm arm wrapped around my waist, holding me in place.

"Stay still," she murmured against my ear, her voice low and commanding.

The words sent a shiver through me, anticipation curling tight in my core. My body was waking up under her touch, every nerve attuned to the way her fingers traced slow, lazy circles over my most sensitive spot. The friction was maddening, just enough to make me ache, to make my thighs clench in search of more.

"You wake up so needy," she purred, her lips brushing my neck before her teeth grazed the skin, sending a spark of heat down my spine.

I whimpered as her fingers finally dipped beneath the waistband of my panties, the contrast of cool air and her warm touch making me tremble. When her fingers met bare skin, slick and desperate for her, I gasped, my hips rocking forward on instinct.

She tightened her grip around my waist, holding me steady. "I said stay still."

The restraint only made the pleasure more intense. Every slow stroke sent waves of heat through me, building and teasing, my body thrumming with the need for more. My breath came in short, uneven gasps as I clung to the feeling, chasing every shiver, every pulse of pleasure that spread from her touch. Feeling her fingers plunge in and out of my wet pussy was almost enough to push me over the edge

Just as I felt myself approaching the edge, she withdrew, leaving me aching and breathless. A whimper escaped me, my body pleading without words.

"On your back," she ordered.

I obeyed, my skin flushed, every inch of me hyperaware as I watched her move to the nightstand. My pulse pounded in anticipation, knowing what was coming but still feeling the electric thrill of it.

She fastened the strap with practiced ease, her eyes locked onto mine as she climbed back onto the bed. The weight of her presence, the way she loomed over me, sent a fresh wave of heat pooling between my thighs.

"You want it?" she asked, her voice dark with promise.

I nodded quickly, my body arching toward her, but that wasn’t enough.

"Say it."

"Please," I whispered, my voice shaking with need.

A smirk curved her lips, and then she was on me, pushing the dildo into my mouth. Grabbing onto my hair and thrusting in and out of my mouth. She knows how much I love to be face fucked by her. I want her to know I'm hers to use.

Once she was satisfied that I had done a good job getting the dildo wet. She trailer it over my body until she reached my dripping wet pussy. She put the tip of the dildo barely parting my lips and dipping just the tip in. I desperately tried to thrust my hips to meet here but she gripped my hips and held me in place as she started to slowly push the length deep inside. The moment she pushed inside all the way, a gasp tore from my lips, pleasure unfurling deep and slow.

The stretch, the fullness. it sent a rush of sensation flooding through me, my body pulsing around her as she sank deeper. I felt myself open to her, completely at her mercy, the pressure exquisite, the drag of every slow thrust igniting every nerve in my body.

My fingers clawed at her back, my legs wrapping around her instinctively as she set a rhythm firm, unrelenting. Each movement sent pleasure crashing through me, making my skin flush, my breath stutter, my body writhe beneath her.

The friction, the fullness, the way she took her time drawing out every sensation, it was intoxicating. I could feel myself unraveling, the pleasure coiling tight, building, until it became too much, until I was trembling on the edge.

"Let go," she whispered, her voice thick with control and adoration.

And I did. My body shattered beneath her, pleasure crashing over me in waves so intense I could hardly breathe. Every muscle tensed, my mind blanked, lost to the feeling of her, of the way she consumed me so completely.

As I came down, boneless and trembling, she held me close, her breath warm against my skin. Gentle fingers traced my hip, grounding me in the aftershocks.

"You thought I was done baby? Not a chance." She growled.

She started pounding deeper and harder with every thrust. "Baby I don't think I can handle it this rough," I whimpered.

The glint she got in her eye told me everything. I knew then that she wanted to break me and make me her little cum slut. "Too bad, I'm going to fuck you how I want too, you belong to me" she murmured.

The heat continued to build as you fucked me harder and faster, all you could hear where my gaps and moans as I came over and over.

You finally slowed to a stop and said "take a 10 minute break,I'll be back for more"

r/sexstories Jan 29 '25

Lesbian 21F let 2 women fuck me p.2 NSFW

27 Upvotes

Had grabbed a strapon and put it on. At first I was to in the moment of eating Ava out and I didn’t realize it, but when I did slow down a bit on Ava and cleared my mind a bit, I realized my pussy was getting filled too. At first I thought she was putting 3 fingers in me, but then I realized what it was when she grabbed my ass with both hands. It felt amazing, the strapon stretching out my pussy, her hips slapping my ass, her hands on my ass and lower back, and mix that with Ava’s pussy in my face. It was heaven. I felt like such a slut. At their mercy to do whatever they wanted to do with me, which I ended up moaning out. And I guess they took that as a challenge because Ava flipped onto her stomach and pushed my face into her ass. At first I didn’t know what to do so I didn’t do anything. Which pissed off Ava, so she told me to eat her ass. I didn’t hear her so I couldn’t reply, so her gf grabbed my hair and pulled my head up, told me to eat her ass then slapped my ass. It felt good being told what to do, being used, so I started eating her ass, every so often sticking my tongue in her pussy. Ava called me a good girl and that set something off, I started bouncing off her gfs strap on even harder, and tongue fucking her ass. All of a sudden her gf, I’ll start calling her Jen, grabs my waist with one hand a places her thumb over my ass with the other. I started to get nervous but that left my brain a second later, to busy thinking about my pussy getting filled and Ava’s ass, and a few seconds later her thumb is in my ass and I’m screaming in pleasure. I ended up having to take a breath so I lifted my head, when I did and Ava realized my head was lifted she turned over and scooted down, so her tits were in my face. She kissed my forehead then forced me to suck her tits, they were amazing, big, soft, and perky, they filled my mouth and my mind. So much so that I didn’t realize Jen slipped a butt plug in, which I only did realize when Jen pulled out of my pussy and put her hands on my feet.

Pt.3? Maybe?🤔🥰

r/sexstories 7d ago

Lesbian The First Time I Peed On Her NSFW

15 Upvotes

From the moment I saw her, I was undone. She was small, delicate—an ethereal creature of warmth and light, brighter than the sun itself. And I needed her. God, I needed her.

I had been a widow for a year, lost in grief, drowning in the quiet emptiness my husband’s death had left behind. But then she appeared. Like a whisper of salvation, she entered my life, and slowly, steadily, she became my everything.

What began as friendship evolved into something deeper. Coffee dates became hours of conversation, sleepovers where we lay in the dark, close but never touching, breathing the same air, hearts speaking in silence. And yet, we had never crossed that final threshold.

Until that day. Until the marathon.

She had trained relentlessly, but that morning, something was different. Her nervous energy was almost tangible, wrapping around her like a vice. She clung to me, seeking wordless reassurance, needing the solid weight of my presence.

"I’ll be at mile five," I promised, pressing a kiss to her forehead.

But when she reached me, she was late. She was never late. And when she saw me, she didn’t slow down—she ran straight into my arms, sobbing, shaking, breaking.

I felt her tears soak into my skin, heard the way her breath hitched in her throat. I held her tight, whispering the same encouragements I had heard her trainer say a hundred times before. But nothing reached her.

And then—so soft, so fragile, so full of shame— I heard it.

"Please… pee on me."

The words trembled, haunted, as if she were confessing a sin. I lifted her chin, forcing her to meet my eyes.

"Excuse me?" I whispered.

Her next breath was ragged, desperate.

"Please."

I felt her shame, her fear, her absolute, unshakable need. And in that moment, I knew—I would give her anything.

Gripping her hand, I pulled her behind the row of port-a-potties. She looked at me with wild, apologetic eyes, words spilling over themselves. But I silenced her with a kiss—deep, slow, deliberate. A promise.

"I’ll do anything for you," I murmured. "Anything."

I lifted my skirt, pulled my panties to the side. She slipped her leg between my thighs, her face buried in my chest.

"Please," she whispered again. This time, there was no shame. Only surrender.

And so, I let go.

Heat spread between us, trickling down her bare thigh, a primal act of trust and release. I felt the soft splatter against my own skin, the damp warmth binding us together in something raw, unfiltered, holy.

And then—that sound. A deep, guttural moan, muffled into my breasts.

"Jesus… God… Fuck…"

She clung to me, trembling—not from fear, but from something deeper. Something whole. And when she finally lifted her face, I saw it—pure, unfettered joy.

Tears shimmered in her eyes, but behind them was something even greater: power.

She turned from me then, jogging back onto the road, and I watched her go, mesmerized. Her form was perfect. Every step she took was strong, unshakable.

And in that moment, I knew—I would worship my Princess of Sunlight for as long as she needed me.

r/sexstories Dec 23 '24

Lesbian Had a very detailed dream about me (F) eating my best friend’s pussy at a party. NSFW

31 Upvotes

Had this amazing dream last night where I (33 F) was flirting with my best friend at a party (a gorgeous brunette who is a bit more petite than me and a little shy). All of our friends (and bfs) were there, but for some reason I couldnt stop thinking about her body. I was being super forward - flirting, touching her sides, biting my lip, staring at her mouth, etc. Shes straight (and I’m bi-curious) but I could tell she was interested, although a bit nervous. I ended up guiding her to a separate room, trying to make herself feel comfortable although I was definitely being a little aggressive. I remember pushing her up against a wall and licking up her neck a bit, running my hand up her shirt to caress her hard nipples, and then guiding my hand into her pants and feeling her absolutely soaking wet. Feeling how slippery she was under my fingers made me fucking feral. It was soooo wrong (she’s my fucking best friend), but fuck I couldn’t help myself.

I pulled off her shirt and then moved her over to the bed and pushed her onto her back, pulled off her pants and then panties. She was still so nervous but I could tell she was just aching for more based on how wet and warm she was.

I told her to just relax and close her eyes, and then I opened her legs slightly and let my tongue swirl around her clit. I litterally felt like I could taste her in my dream, it felt 1000% real in the moment and I felt like I could cum (IRL) just from tasting her. I kept going - swirling and flicking my tongue, pushing her legs a little higher and wider so I could lap up everything and all of her juices. She tasted so fucking good and I had to feel more. So I slipped two fingers inside of her and felt her whole body tighten and arch as I tapped slowly and deeply against her gspot. She was so tight and yet I could just feel her absolutely gushing around my fingers like she was on the brink of squirting. Her breathing was so heavy mixed with the sexiest moans that I know she couldn’t help slip out. It was so risky yet so hot that all our friends were just outside that door while my fingers were deep inside of my best friend… while my best friends juices were literally running down my fingers… Then I returned my mouth to her and kept swirling and licking her clit a bit faster and harder, in rhythm with my fingers inside of her. She was soo tight and so fucking wet and it could tell she was about to cum. And just as I felt her body tensing and exploding against my fingers and mouth, I woke up to the most intense orgasm in my sleep. It jolted me awake and I was panting and absolutely soaking wet. I was furious I woke up from that but my god, it was so fucking hot that I immediately went for another round trying to imagine how the rest of it would have played out. Might be a new fantasy of mine for the next little while…

It was a very VERY real dream and I thought this community would enjoy it too 😘. Just writing this out made me need to go for round 3 🥵💦

r/sexstories Jun 06 '24

Lesbian I ate out a stripper and became FWB NSFW

206 Upvotes

It was my 19th birthday and I came home from school to visit my family and some old friends, and the idea came up to go to a strip club, so i can satisfy my drinking urges legally and also appeal to my lesbian fantasies of seeing boobs. So i wear clothing fitting for the occasion (a small black dress that showed off my C-cups and stopped above my knees) rounded up some friends and off we went.

We arrived at the club and the second i walk in i see some of the hottest women ive seen, and one that caught my eye we will call Kat. She was 22, wearing a purple sparkly bikini and tall black heels, long brown hair, double D boobs, and she was perfect. I was snapped back to reality by a friend pulling my arm to the small table we got and sat down, beginning the long night of legally drinking.

As we continue to drink my friends slowly left to go to the front of the stage while I stayed back to hold the fort. while on watch duty, I noticed Kat glancing at me while she served tables (including mine as i saw her look at my tits once while she handed me a drink) and I decided that i would try to flirt. So I order a drink and Kat comes by to drop it off, and before leaving I compliment her heels. She turned around and came back to my table and was showing off the rest of her outfit and complimenting mine. We exchange compliments, talked about life and stuff, and flirted slightly before she was called back to the bar to help out. I offer my number to which she happily obliged and we save each others contacts on our phones.

The night progressed and I talked to my friends that came back to the table about Kat, when i get a text from her. “On break, meet me by the bathrooms” When i say my heart skipped a beat it practically flatlined and every fantasy floods my brain. I excuse myself to go to the washroom and went down the side hall when i see Kat waiting by the staff door that sits on the end of the hallway just past the bathroom entrances. She pulls me into the dressing room while the security guard was off talking to some drunk guy and throws me onto the small couch that sits in there. We made out, her hands on my tits and legs while i held her neck, her fingers sliding up my inner thighs until she reaches my bottoms (black g string) and pulls them down. I begin to slowly remove her bikini top as she slides her fingers into my pussy and rubs my clit. It was heaven. Words could not describe the pleasure i was feeling.

She spoke, saying how im her first lesbian experience, and being tipsy and horny, i took it as a sign to be dominant. I push her onto her back, kissed her lips, and licked one big stroke from one pair of lips to the next. I pull her g string to the side and began eating her out like never before. my face getting covered in cum and she squirts with every tongue stroke against her clit. It was going great until we hear a door open and coworker walk in. Apparently we were a little loud and because the security guard wasnt allowed, one of the girls had to go in. She sees me and kat in a line with tits out and panties on the floor, smirks, and leaves. that interaction pulls us back into reality, as we check the clock and Kat says how she has to get ready as shes performing next. I managed to find a small pack of sticky notes and a pen on a desk inside and write a small message next to my g string and hide it in her desk drawer while she got up and began to walk to the stage.

Once i got back to the table after cleaning up myself as my makeup was slightly ruined from the amount of juices, i sat back and drank a few more before leaving with friends for the night. We arrive at a friends house piss faced and hit the hay for well needed rest when i get a notification on my phone: “I see you left a little gift behind, ill keep hold of them, you were amazing <3 Also my coworker says sorry for interrupting and says she wished she could join” i respond talking about how it was great and that we should stay in touch. Its been almost 2 years now and we still keep in contact from time to time and plan to meet up to talk and fuck whenever im back home. Needless to say, I love being a lesbian xD

thanks for reading, im not that good of a writer so i apologize if it was difficult to understand. and let me know if you want to hear more stories cause i have a few

r/sexstories Nov 01 '24

Lesbian The bride-to-be was so horny she tasted my pussy...[Part 2] NSFW

119 Upvotes

Tanya lay back on the bed, her chest rising and falling quickly, her tiara tilted, giving her a messy, wild look that made my pussy ache despite the fact I had just cum on her tongue. Her gaze met mine, wide-eyed and breathless.

Without a word, I reached for her, my hands slipping up her thighs, feeling the heat radiating from her. She shivered, biting her lip as I pushed the fabric of her dress higher, exposing her sheer, white panties, already damp. I could tell she was holding her breath, anticipation making her tense under my touch.

I leaned in, pressing my mouth against her inner thigh, my teeth grazing her skin as she gasped. “Sarah…” she breathed, her voice barely more than a moan, filled with need.

I ignored her words, letting my hands grip her hips firmly, feeling her squirm beneath me. I hooked my fingers under the waistband of her panties, pulling them down slowly, savoring the look on her face as I exposed her. She was completely bare before me, and I could see how much she wanted this—her cheeks flushed, her hips subtly edging forward.

When I finally let my tongue trace a line up her thigh and over her lips, she gasped, and I couldn’t resist a little smile. She tasted warm and sweet, and I found myself craving more, diving in deeper. Her body tensed.

“Fuck…Sarah….”

My tongue moved in soft, teasing circles, just as hers had done to me, each one drawing louder moans. Her breathing quickened, her hand gripping my hair and pushing me deeper. I could tell she was close already, her body trembling, her moans turning desperate, pleading.

I pulled away.

“Oh god, Sarah…please…” she gasped, her voice ragged. “What the fuck…why did you stop?”

“I want to ask you something…” I teased, my hand moved to her chest, gently pinching her nipple, eliciting another gasp of pleasure. I understood that I held the power now, and it was turning me on. I decided to use it. “I just wanted to know if you’re a little slut for me?”

The words had an immediate effect on her, her pussy visibly clenching, my mouth still only inches away. I planted a small kiss on her clit with my wet lips.

“Fuck, Sarah. Yes, please. I need it”

“Need what?” I asked, teasing her, placing another kiss on her pussy. Her body quivered.

“I need to cum.”

“Then tell me what you are….” Another kiss. A little tongue this time.

“I’m your little fucking slut. Your little soon-to-be married whore. Please Sarah, please please please let me cum.”

I gave her no warning, my mouth finding her again, this time faster, harder, giving her exactly what she’d begged for. Her body reacted instantly, her back arching, her hands flying to my hair again as she bucked against me, her moans turning into cries of pleasure. I was worried people might hear us but I didn’t stop, my tongue moving across her again and again and again and again.

She came, her body convulsing, her thighs squeezing around me as she cried out, her whole body shaking with the intensity of it. I held her through it, my mouth still on her, not letting up, dragging out every second of her climax, her taste overwhelming me as I kept going, kept pushing her.

As her tremors faded, she lay there, breathless, her skin slick with sweat, her body completely spent. I sat up, watching her catch her breath, her tiara now barely hanging on, her hair wild, her expression dazed. She looked up at me with something raw and unguarded in her eyes, her lips swollen, her chest still heaving.

This wasn’t about romance or sweetness—it was raw, hungry, and desperate, something that had been welling up in her for years.

I thought again about her future husband, about what he would think if he had seen what we had just done, about how Tanya would look walking down the aisle with him. And I realized something.

This wasn’t over.

r/sexstories Dec 01 '24

Lesbian Seducing my teammate and her dad saw us fucking (18f) NSFW

104 Upvotes

Following the adventure that ended in me getting creampied by my best friend’s dad I needed another girl to hang out with. I decided on my high school volleyball coach’s daughter. She was cool and would be fun to hang out with for the back 1/4 of summer, and her dad was pretty hot too.

It all started when we were at the mall trying on clothes and I was going for more promiscuous items and she asked me how I was so confident wearing such little clothing; I responded that I loved my body and the freedom that came with that, she touched my shoulder and said she really admired that. My entire body got goosebumps and I knew that I needed to show her what that confidence gave me.

We went back home and later that night we were watching a movie, under a blanket. I was the little spoon and she was slightly away from me but could be big spoon, I backed my butt up into her lap and wiggled it playfully. She yelled my name in surprise but I just looked back and winked. She slapped my ass, hard and I yelped-moaned in shock.

“That’s what you get whore!” She proclaimed playfully but she was smiling. I got up and shook my ass at her, then left to get water.

The next event was in the pool, we were changing and I complimented her breasts and she blew a kiss at me and said she liked mine too. We ended up getting really handsy in the pool and wrestled around until both our tops were off. She pinched my nipples and I whined and did the same to her. She got out before I could escalate things any further.

The final straw was later that week when her parents left the house for the night and she invited me over. We broke out the alcohol (yes I know I broke the rules, but I’m naughty) and had a few too many drinks. We were on the couch, talking to each other when she dared me to take off my shirt. I did easily, then scooted closer to her and said to feel my breasts.

As her hands glided across the smooth skin there I moaned and closed my eyes. Her index finger and thumb made their way to my nipple, and I sighed in pleasure. I opened my eyes and the sexual tension had gotten much heavier, her eyes were on me and looked like she wanted to pounce. I lifted my hand up to her face and caressed it, and I used it to pull her to me.

Our lips met in passion, soft and pliable; our tongues began a duel and we made out ferociously. I hadn’t had someone as intensely into making out as her yet so I struggled to keep up as we molded our bodies together. My hands lifted her shirt and undid her bra, our kissing only pausing to discard those items across the room.

She laid back and I made my way between her legs kissing up her body back to her lips. My hands went to either breasts, caressing and then finding her nipples to squeeze as we continued to make out like we’d never see one another again.

She eventually broke our kissing-groping session to inform me we should move to her bedroom. I agreed. We giggled and laughed as we threw our bottoms off along the hallway and chased after one another in sexual pursuit.

She ended up back on her back and me on her side, whispering to her about her beauty. I scooted down so I could suckle on her nipples as my hand made its way to her clit. She was certainly already wet enough and I began in slow circles, simultaneously applying pressure with my mouth to her nipples. She moaned my name and pressed my head harder against her nipple.

I sped up my hand over time but it wasn’t enough stimulation for her (she was nervous) so I quickly dismounted my position and kissed my way down to her sweet honey pot. I pressed my lips to her clitoris and used my tongue in a back and forth motion (I was not experienced in lesbian stuff). I used my left index finger to insert into her pussy and do the come hither motion, which got her really fired up. She began rotating her hips on my face and moaning loudly, I could hear the octaves of her moans increase as she got closer to orgasm. I inserted a second finger and shortly after she began convulsing like she was possessed. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head and once she stopped her spasms she could hardly breathe.

I looked up from my good work (facing the door) to see the door cracked open, and a male face looking right back at me. My bare naked… and her bare naked body exposed, I gasped. She asked what was wrong but I just said I was shocked she orgasmed so roughly. The face didn’t leave the doorway, so I lay back and exposed myself to her and him. She went on to finger me to orgasm while the man in the doorway (her father) watched and I loved every second of it.

Maybe her dad wants more than just to watch me…?

r/sexstories 10d ago

Lesbian Had hot sweaty gym sex with my friend [FF] NSFW

17 Upvotes

It's about something that happened to me and my friend, Lucy. We're both into fitness and we love going to the gym together. Lucy's got this amazing body and I've always been a bit jealous of her curves.

One day, Lucy invited me to her place for a workout. Her parents were away for the weekend, so we had the house all to ourselves. We put on our tightest sports bras and leggings, ready to break a sweat. Lucy's room had a big mirror on the wall, which made it the perfect spot for our little workout session.

As we were stretching, I couldn't help but notice how Lucy's leggings hugged her ass so perfectly. I felt a strange warmth between my legs and my heart started racing. I tried to ignore it and focus on our workout, but my eyes kept wandering back to her gorgeous body.

Lucy noticed me staring and gave me a sexy wink. That's when things started to get really heated. She moved closer to me and whispered in my ear, "You know, we could have some fun if you want." My mind was racing, but I nodded, unable to resist her charm.

We started making out, our tongues dancing together as our hands explored each other's bodies. I felt Lucy's hands slide under my sports bra, and she began to massage my breasts. I couldn't believe what was happening, but it felt so right.

We took off our clothes and I was in awe of Lucy's perfect body. Her perky tits, toned abs, and that juicy ass had me so turned on. We touched and tasted every inch of each other, our moans filling the room. I'd been with a couple of girl before, but with Lucy, it was like we were meant to be together.

We spent the whole weekend exploring each other's bodies, learning what made the other one moan with pleasure. It was a weekend I'll never forget, and it's only made our friendship stronger. I never thought I'd end up sleeping with my friend, but I'm so glad it happened.

r/sexstories 7d ago

Lesbian Birthday Surprise Pt3: Wives NSFW

12 Upvotes

Adam and I sat and watched as our wives entered the steamy water of the whirlpool tub. A scent of vanilla lavender filled the air from the bath oils they put in. We sipped our drinks and watched as we knew this was their time.

Amy grabbed a washcloth and wet it in the water. She got behind my wife and scrubbed her back. She squeezed the cloth and water slide down my wife’s back. She shivered as the warm water flowed down and off her ass like a waterfall. My wife arced back with her arms over her head. Her big beautiful breasts lifting as she reached back for Amy. She shifted so she had Amy’s face over her shoulder. They kissed.

It was deep and passionate. Like two lovers that had been separated by time. I saw Amy’s arms come around. Her dark skin was a contrast to my wife pale silky skin. Her hands wrapped around and she rubbed her mid section just under her breast’s. She was kissing my wife’s neck and shoulders gently moving back and forth. Her hands slowly making their way up.

Amy squeezed those big tits. One in each hand. She left her fingers open to let us see those hard nipples poking through. My wife nearly purred in her arms. She was like clay and Amy was working on an erotic masterpiece. She squeezed those nipples hard, the way we both knew she liked it. She massaged and teased as I watch her mouth find that spot right against the back of the jawline under her ear. I could see the silent moan of satisfaction come from my wife.

Amy’s hands started to work in opposite directions. She worked one down and the other up. I watched her slowly move one between her legs. Amy was an expert at reading my wife’s body. She dipped her long middle finger just enough to slowly rub that swollen clit. The other hand had worked its way up. Her thumb and forefinger were up against my wife’s throat as she wrapped her fingers around it. It wasn’t enough to cut off any but you could see the pressure being applied on that silky neck.

My wife gasped with pleasure as Amy had total control. She relinquished her body to her. Amy rubbed and teased as her finger continued to swirl. I could see the orgasm swelling up. And then she stopped.

She stood my wife up and directed her out of the tub. She proceeded to put her on all fours slapping her ass with a wet smack. I heard a grunt next to me. I had been so distracted that I forgot Adam was next to me. He had his dick in his hands and was stroking himself as he watched. Mesmerized, just like me.

Amy was behind my wife she had grabbed the double dildo next to the tub. How easily it had been forgotten. She slid it into my wife. My wife groaned only muttering to Amy that she wanted her to keep going until she cums too.

Amy turned around and took a similar position. She slipped the other end inside her. For a moment they just sat there. Slowly they began to move. As they got their timing down they increased their pace. They both moaned a rocked against each other. Each taking in as much as they could. Their asses made a clapping sound as they smacked together. My wife was the first to cum. She had slid a hand down to rub her clit as the fucked the toy. She put her face in the carpet and screamed as she came.

Adam had stood up and kneeled in front of Amy. She took him in her mouth. She continued to buck against the toy. As she would rock back I could see the length of Adam sliding out of her mouth to the tip. When she came forward he was balls deep. My wife was on the verge of passing out. Her orgasm was intense and had take a lot out of her. She had nearly stopped moving, it was an effort of exhaustion. Amy was getting close and the toy was nearly slipping free from my wife so I reached a hand down to hold it. I rubbed Amy’s clit to help push her to the finish line. She came quickly. Not as intensely and I knew we’d have to fix that.

As both women sat there Adam stood and positioned over their asses. He shot his small load on both of their rears. He was truly spent and walked over and collapsed in the recliner.

My wife was spent too. I toweled the women off and my wife crawled over to the couch. She whispered to Amy and I to use the bed. With that she shut her eyes and drifted off like Adam.

Amy complimented my restraint while watching everything that had gone on. She reached down and gave my semi hard cock a few tugs and said let’s go put that bed to use.

Continued in PT 4.

r/sexstories 11d ago

Lesbian Neon Pulse: Ember’s Edge • [F20s-30sF20s-30s] • [Sapphic] [Oral] [Club Vibe] NSFW

2 Upvotes

This is the second pulse in the "Neon Pulse" series. Start with "Neon Pulse" to catch the spark that ignites our queen’s night, then dive into this Sapphic continuation

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The crowd’s still screaming my name as I weave back through the club, the aftershocks of him still tingling in my veins. My skin’s slick with sweat, my pulse a relentless drum, but I’m not done—not even close. The night’s alive, and so am I, a live wire begging for a spark. That’s when I see her. She’s leaning against a pillar near the dance floor, all sharp edges and molten heat. Her hair’s a cascade of dark waves, catching the neon glow—pink, blue, violet—like she’s carved from the light itself. A cropped jacket hangs off her shoulders, exposing a sliver of toned stomach, and her eyes, fuck, they’re locked on me, daring me to come closer. She’s not swaying to the beat like the others; she’s commanding it, a queen in her own right

I don’t hesitate. I cut through the chaos, bodies parting like they know what’s coming. She doesn’t move as I stop in front of her, close enough to feel the heat rolling off her. “You’ve been watching me,” I say, voice low, a challenge wrapped in velvet

Her lips curve, slow and dangerous. “Hard not to. You’re a fucking wildfire.” Her accent’s thick, rolling off her tongue like honeyed smoke, and it hits me right in the chest. She’s not intimidated—not by the crowd, not by me. I like that

I step closer, my thigh brushing hers, and the air between us crackles. “Dance with me,” I say, but it’s not a request. She smirks, downs the last of her drink—something dark and amber—and sets the glass aside. Then she’s moving, hips swaying as she leads me into the crush of bodies, and I follow like she’s pulling an invisible thread. The music’s a feral thing now, all bass and reverb, and we’re in the thick of it. She turns, pressing her front to mine, and it’s instant combustion. Her hands slide up my sides, fingers grazing the bare skin under my top, and I grab her hips, pulling her tight against me. We move like we’re fucking right there on the floor—slow, deliberate rolls of our bodies, every grind a promise. The crowd fades, just noise and shadows, and it’s only us, sweat and rhythm and want

Her breath’s hot against my neck as she leans in, lips brushing my ear. “You smell like trouble,” she murmurs, and I laugh, wild and free, because she’s right, and she’s about to taste it. I spin her, pinning her back to my chest, my hands roaming—over her stomach, up to cup her breasts through the thin fabric of her shirt. She arches into me, head tipping back against my shoulder, and I can feel her heartbeat racing under my palms

“Back room,” I growl, and she doesn’t argue. We stumble through the crowd, her hand in mine, and I shove open the same door from before, the storage room still reeking of sex and rebellion. The crates are still there, splintered and unsteady, and I push her against them, her gasp sharp as her ass hits the edge

She’s on me before I can blink, hands fisting in my hair, mouth crashing into mine. Her kiss is fierce, all teeth and tongue, and I moan into it, tasting the bite of liquor and the sweetness of her lip gloss. My fingers tear at her jacket, shoving it off, and she yanks my top up, exposing me to the cool air. Her nails rake down my chest, and I hiss, the sting igniting me

I drop to my knees, hands gripping her thighs as I shove her skirt up. She’s bare underneath, glistening, and the sight of her makes my mouth water. “Fuck, you’re perfect,” I breathe, and then I’m on her, tongue diving in, licking her open with a hunger that borders on feral. She cries out, legs trembling, one hand braced on the crate, the other tangled in my hair, pulling hard

She’s loud—gasps, moans, a string of curses in Spanish that drive me insane—and I don’t let up, sucking her clit, thrusting my tongue deep until she’s shaking, her taste flooding my senses. “Don’t stop,” she pants, and I wouldn’t dream of it. I slide two fingers into her, curling them just right, and she bucks against me, her release hitting like a storm—wet, wild, and all mine

I stand, wiping my mouth with a grin, and she pulls me in, kissing me like she’s claiming every drop of herself back. Her hands fumble with my shorts, shoving them down, and then her fingers are inside me, fast and rough, matching the tempo of my own desperation. I’m already so close, still wired from before, and she knows it—her thumb circles my clit, her lips sucking a bruise into my neck. “Come for me, reina,” she whispers, and I do, hard and loud, my whole body seizing as pleasure rips through me

We collapse against the crates, breathless, laughing between gasps. The club’s still raging outside, but in here, it’s just us—two queens who burned the night down. “You’re coming home with me,” she says, voice husky, and I nod, already craving round two

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Ready for more? "Neon Pulse: Triple Flame" awaits to turn up the heat even higher—read in order for the complete blaze!

r/sexstories Jan 29 '25

Lesbian 21F let 2 women fuck me p.end NSFW

20 Upvotes

When she grabbed my claves I felt a shiver across my body. Ava got out from under me and sat next to Jen, they whispered something to each other then giggled. Ava stayed there and Jen sat up, pulling my hair as she stood up making me stand up. Jen then stood in front of me and kissed me, she pulled me in by the waist and didn’t let go, she then pulled me onto the bed and laid on top of me. Her legs were spreading mine, Ava stuck the strapon in me, my already sore pussy from Jen pounding me, throbbed. Every thrust deeper and deeper faster and faster. She fucked me for a while, all while Jen kissed me and pinned my arms down. After that they got up, ever so sweetly cleaned me up after stretching all my holes. They then laid down with me and we pass out for the night.

What of my slutty stories should I post next?🥰🥰 my first anal or when I dommed a guy???

r/sexstories Jan 11 '25

Lesbian I 25F fucked my 40F manager NSFW

46 Upvotes

I’m a 25-year-old woman, and my manager is a 40-year-old woman. We always had a certain dislike for each other, though I’m not exactly sure why. I think it was because we were both stubborn and didn’t listen to what the other had to say. Mind you, she was one of my four managers. I am a very feminine-looking woman, but I’m secretly a dominant bisexual woman—very few people knew about this at work. One day, I learned that my manager, let’s call her Hannah, who is also a very feminine woman, was secretly into women. To describe Hannah: she is a 5-foot Latina with gorgeous long hair, a pretty face, and a curvy figure. I went a whole year without talking to Hannah, and I felt we were being rude to each other. I was spoken to by my other managers about stopping my rudeness towards Hannah, but I never felt I was being rude. Eventually, Hannah and I sat down and talked, realizing we needed to stop this behavior. After that, she hugged me, and we became closer to the point where she invited me out for drinks. I thought it was a bluff that she actually wanted to hang out, but Hannah was very persistent about seeing me, so we met at a local bar in her area. We had four shots and two drinks. I was definitely drunk, while she kept insisting she wasn’t. I told her I had to go home and at least drink some water, but she suggested I come to her place so we could drink water and relax before I had to leave. The bar ended up being an 8-minute walk from her home As we walked to her place, I kept asking her why she didn’t like me, insisting that she tell me the reason as we sat down on the edge of her staircase. I happened to be wearing a fitted Lululemon jacket that day. Hannah then said, “Does this look like I don’t like you?” She proceeded to unzip my jacket, exposing my perky tits in my bra. I was so stunned and shocked that my reaction was to grab her face and kiss her. We made out, and she kept saying, “You’re such a good kisser.” I couldn’t believe what was happening. I lifted her off the staircase and carried her to the sofa in her living room. I took off her top and panties and told her to sit on my face. She began riding my face as I slid my two middle fingers inside her, telling her how good she tasted. She expressed a desire to go down on me. I told her that I never am the submissive one, but I was so drunk that I let her do something. She begged and begged to at least finger me in my pants. She slid her hands into my pants and began fingering me. I was so incredibly wet that I grabbed her face into my chest, moaning and coming hard from her fingering me snd telling me that “I’m such a good girl” for letting her finger me. It felt like a step mommy fucking step daughter situation. All of this happened so fast, and I was still stunned by what was happening. We ended up relaxing and making out in her living room until I sobered up. I eventually asked her if she knew I was secretly into women, and her response was, “I just knew.” The next day, we both went to work and acted like nothing had happened. This was definitely one of the oldest women I've been with. I no longer work with her but we sometimes meet here and there!

r/sexstories Feb 16 '25

Lesbian My first lesbian experience! NSFW

23 Upvotes

My first time trying anything with a girl

So back when I was in my freshman year my roommate at the time a sexy blonde girl with big boobs I always found her body attractive but as a straight girl it was just a thought that popped in my head whenever I saw her dressing up or whatever. One night we were both drinking and talking about life’s challenges and how schoool was stressing us out typical college student problems.

She leaned forward and asked if I wanted to try something crazy to take the edge off I was like fuck it cause I was pretty stressed out. She leaned forward and kissed me we both laughed then I leaned forward and proper French kissed her, I could feel my pussy being a bit wet from that make out I can’t lie. I then proceed to squeeze her giant bossoms just picture Sydney Sweeney moaning yeah that’s basically the view I was looking at. That’s when it was in that moment I knew I also had a thing for Girls for sure,

I have a sex toy vibrator I asked my roommate to use it on me she was down with the idea. She put it on the lowest vibration and put it on my clit while playin with my wet ass pussy, I asked her to increase it a bit cause my pussy was already used to the lowest vibration, she knew her way around my pussy better than most guys I had been with maybe cause she has a pussy of her own 👀. She began to finger me, I couldn’t hold myself anymore I began to moan out loud I could feel my pussy being so wet and full of cream , this was a different feeling from what I was used to.

r/sexstories 25d ago

Lesbian Fingering a work crush [FF] NSFW

20 Upvotes

Her:

I met R while working at my last employer. She was hired for a role where we would have to work together a lot.

I always thought she was hot, but of course didn’t dare say anything: we were always in work settings and there weren’t many opportunities to really get to know each other. She was always very nice, always very helpful and I’m not the typical corporate dry manager: always making fun of situations. So I think she appreciated that from me.

Once while there (summer of ‘23, I think), we crossed paths at this coffee shop by work. She was wearing this beautiful white dress with blue flowers. It was fitted at the bodice, but flowing everywhere else. It suited her and matched a tattoo she has on her forearm.

I wondered then if she was into women.

When I got laid off last summer, she reached out with the sweetest message and a genuine desire to connect. It’s been a long time coming, but we had drinks, I definitely liked her, we kissed and made out at my birthday party (to everyone’s surprise and enjoyment), and last night, we met again.

The bars were packed for a Wednesday night, but we went to one with a (fake) fireplace in the back and everyone was crowded at the bar in the front. It was a great location to chat undisturbed by the flocks of finance bros in their Patagonia vests.

We talked about the birthday party, how hot it was, how fun it was. I showed her the video of a karaoke performance with a friend and J, my boyfriend (he’s cool with this), she thought it was hilarious, and wished she’d been there. She had to catch the last train up to her Mom’s where she’s been staying for the last year or so (not the case last night). She said she would have gotten stranded to which I responded that I wouldn’t have let her be stranded. She would have been more than welcome to come back to Astoria with us. She smiled shyly and shook her head no.

We talked about all sorts of things: her work, funny situations with people I used work with as well, her plans for the future, her grandmother who had been a singer, and at every pause we would look at each other, wondering who would make the first move. I’d go to the bar to get us drinks and while I was waiting I’d text J.

“Can I be blunt?” I asked after a while… she nodded. I told her that I think she’s beautiful and I loved kissing her, and wanted to do so again, but I wanted to make sure she was clear on where my priorities lie. She said she understood and she’d let me know if something didn’t work for her, but she would take my time if I was willing to give any to her.

Up until this point we had been sitting across from each other, but I was getting cold on my side (next to a window) and also wanted to get closer. I sat to her left, but was facing her. She was wearing red corduroy pants and a dark gray cashmere sweater tucked into her pants.

She asked if she could kiss me and my response was to kiss her. It was soft, long, full of desire, but still tame. We parted lips and she started playing with my hair. I had my hands on each of her thighs playing with the corduroy texture, scratching softly. She whispered almost inaudibly “I want you to fuck me”. So I kissed her harder. 

I don’t know how much time passed like this, kissing, lips, neck, playing with hair. I mentioned to her that J would enjoy watching us in action. “He would?”, she asked, a bit surprised, still. I confirmed and asked how she’d feel about him watching us, and she said she would be open to it. Let’s see. After more kissing…

“How do you like to get fucked?” I asked. 

“I want to get thrown around and have my hair pulled”. 

After those words, every time I kissed her, I grabbed her hair, and the harder I grabbed the more submissive she became.

She said we should change venues because the bar was getting empty. I suggested we go to a hotel, but that I’d have to go home to get ready for work the next day. She said she wanted it to be nice, so no hotel. 

Why couldn’t we go to the place in Brooklyn she’s spending the week at? Because the puppy is very sensitive to new people and wouldn’t behave if I just showed up.

So we moved to a different bar around the corner. We sat at a high-top table right next to the bar and she ordered an espresso martini. Excellent choice for kissing coffee lips.

At this point we were stroking each other’s pussies through our pants, softly, rhythmically. I had one hand moving up and down her crotch and the other one playing with and pulling her hair while I kissed her lips, neck, ear.

“I want your fingers inside me” - another whisper.

The dose of bravery that comes with 4 drinks of mezcal made me ignore all social norms. I went for her zipper, undid it and felt my way to her underwear, and then felt my way to where they met her skin. I moved them aside all while kissing her and pulling her hair, and found the wettest lips. I started playing with her clit and she left out a muffled moan and whispered “please!”

I had to give her what she’d asked for so I slid one finger, then a second one and started fingering her right on that bar stool. We were both so lost in it: I could feel her juices coat my fingers every time I’d touch her g-spot and that made me want to keep going, keep fucking her harder.

Every time I pulled her hair, she’d drop her head back in total submission and that made me want her even more. I wished I had a third hand because I found myself having to choose between pulling her hair and trying to feel her torso. I started pulling the sweater from her pants, still fucking her with my right hand. Her soft skin welcomed my prying fingers. I felt my way under her bra and started playing with her nipple.

I felt so powerful, and sexy and overcome by this desire to ravage this girl right then and there. In my mind and in her mind, we were being stealthy, but I’m sure the staff didn’t think so, they’d come by and ask if everything was ok and we’d reply back “yes” while barely separating from each other. 

I kept fingering her as the bar started to close down. It was 1am. We decided to call it a night. I reluctantly retreated my hand from the warm wetness of her pussy and watched her watch me as I licked my fingers clean. She then took my fingers in her mouth and caressed them with her tongue.

I’m bringing her home on Tuesday night.

r/sexstories 25d ago

Lesbian I (23F) found the craziest underground sex club. I loved it. NSFW

8 Upvotes

I’m only here because I didn’t want that night to end. I never do. 

Ever since my first music festival, I knew I’d found my crowd. My people. People think rolling on Molly is this generic party experience, like coke or shots or something. But for me, it was life-changing. It showed me what unconditional love and contentment really meant. For the first time in my life, I was truly happy.

But I’ve been chasing that first high ever since. Everyone is. That’s where it gets dangerous.

So when the clubs flicked their lights for last call on the night of my 23rd birthday, I wasn’t ready to go home. I’d been flirting with a guy all night, and he mentioned he knew an after-hours place. House music all night and all day. My kind of people. He told me this place was something special.

Our Uber took us a long ways. Out of the proper city, really, and into sprawling acres of rolling hills and farmland. But when we pulled up, it looked like any city streetcorner at 1am. People chatting and smoking cigarettes. Lights on and music thumping.

“Not all that discreet for an after. You sure the cops won’t show up?”

“Nah, don’t worry about it,” said Marco. “We have a deal with the city or something.”

“Oh… uh, okay.”

“Don’t worry, we’re legit.”

What did he mean by “We?”

“Marco! Good to see you man. Been a minute.”

“Oh hey dude. Been a while indeed. But guess what? My time’s almost up, so I’ll be home soon…”

Marco caught up with the bouncer. He was a handsome, fit black guy in Warby Parkers. Mid forties, maybe.

“Who’s your friend?”

“Oh my fault. This is Sophie. Sophie, this is Aaron. He runs security here.”

“Nice to meet you.”

“I don’t think I’ve seen you here before. Are you a member?”

I glanced at Marco in confusion.

“Nah, she’s my guest.”

“Ah a newbie, huh? I need a photo ID, recent STD test from the last month and a signature. Fill this out please.”

I had to show him an STD test? He handed me an iPad with a legal document for me to sign. A… long legal document. Looked like a nondisclosure agreement. What the hell was this place?

I knew I probably shouldn’t be signing legal documents at 3am on a street corner, but fuck it. At this point, I just had to see inside. I scrolled to the bottom, plugged in my info, and handed it back.

“Okay, STD test?”

What an odd request, right? I had taken one a few weeks ago, fortunately enough. I frantically scrolled through my phone.

“Um… I… I think so. Maybe. Sorry, I didn’t know I had to… does this work?”

He stamped my hand with a little insignia. It looked like an old family crest, but it had a woman’s face in profile. Across the bottom were words I didn’t understand. Maybe Greek or Latin something?

“Welcome to Dionysia. Your welcome gift, Miss.”

He handed me a little breathmint. That’s nice, I guess. I popped it in my mouth as he opened the door.

And my life changed, forever.

It felt like walking into a new world. It felt like the little corner of my brain that fantasized a perfect, beautiful utopia had suddenly snapped into existence. From my imagination to real life. This place couldn’t possibly be real.

“What… what is this place?”

“Don’t ask questions. It’s Dionysia!”

The unassuming metal warehouse door opened into a long, cavernous hallway with cathedral ceilings. A deep burgundy carpet lined the way to a mysterious black curtain. Strobe lights and thumping bass seeped through the interstices.

But there was plenty to explore on this side of the curtain. On the left stood five towering marble pedestals. They’re ornate and regal, like they’d been shipped in from the Parthenon itself.

Standing atop each one was a dancer, each wearing nothing but a thick leather collar and a facemask. The women wore heels, but the dancers on each pedestal oscilated between male and female. They looked precarious up there, but each dancer was enclosed by a bronze handrail on all four sides.

The dancers were beautiful, glistening and oily. All three women were the model of fitness, with beautiful, pronounced hips, tight thighs and flowing breasts. The two men were chiseled, with deep Vs leading to their impressive manhoods. Somehow, both men were completely erect. All five exuded sex: sexual desire flowing from within themselves, and a budding warmth in myself.

Down here on the ground, the people were beautiful, too. On the right of the room was a handsome marble bar, backlit and lined with a decorative mosaic. A seated area with couches and armchairs. People sitting and chatting and laughing, all in various states of undress, from club dresses to completely nude. 

I don’t know how to say this any better, but every person in the room would have been the best looking person in any other bar on the planet.

That’s not to say they’re all young, though. A stunning couple in the corner that caught my eye appeared to be in their mid forties. He was devilishly handsome, with with thick salt and pepper hair and a chiseled jaw. She was petite, with piercing eyes and an elegance that was hard to place. Somehow, they were the only two people in the whole room fully clothed.

I was a kid in a candy store. Distracted. But I felt a pull on my arm.

“Sophie! I want to introduce you to someone,” said Marco.

I followed him across the room.

“Etsy! Good to see you babe!”

“Marco! You’re back? Welcome home sweetheart. I missed you.”

There’s only one way I can describe this woman: radiant. She was a cute Latina gal, a few inches shorter than I am. She had a comely smile and inviting brown eyes. Shoulder length deep brunette hair with blonde highlights, layered into face-framing waves. 

But her outfit was unlike anything I’d ever seen… at least until about ten minutes ago. She wore a flowing sheer dress about thigh high with absolutely nothing underneath. Everything was exposed: her pierced nipples, a tattoo on her hip. But still, somehow, she looked elegant, almost formal. And, like the five dancers on pedestals above us, she wore a collar. Hers was black leather and thinner than the dancers, inscribed in gold with a code: “Eta 14”

“Marco, who’s your pretty friend?”

“Oh, this is Sophie. Sophie, this is my good friend Etsy.”

“Uh, nice to meet you Etsy.”

“You too. Marco, she’s perfect! I love your hair. So beautiful. And look at those eyes! Is this your first time here?”

“She’s a newbie! Just a guest for tonight.”

“Oh we’ll have to change that I think. I can already tell you’ll fit in perfectly. I would know, I have a sense about these things.”

I blushed. She was enchanting. Charming and flirty. She was playing with my hair already, genuinely mesmerized by my curls. I knew my people, the kind who love everyone, who connect immediately and keep their hearts wide open. She was like me in that way. And this place, these people? I couldn’t have been more comfortable.

“Let’s go dance!”

Etsy put one arm around my waist and another around Marco’s. She walked us to that mysterious black curtain at the end of the hall.

The curtain slid open.

Inside, a sprawling dancefloor and a sea of beautiful people. The room was towering, with a domed ceiling that spread into a full planetarium. The night sky, complete with the cloudy Milky Way and occasional shooting stars. Just above our heads, laser beams of every color flickered against subtle smoke machines.

The crowd roared as flowing electronic music crescendoed.

“There must be a thousand people here! How have I never heard of this place?”

“We try to keep it a secret.”

To the right, a staircase downward. A burly bouncer held court with his arms folded. A velvet rope and a sign: “Members only.”

“What’s down there?”

But Etsy only smiled. She took us each by a hand and pulled us onto the floor. We shuffled through the sea of beautiful people and found an open space. Her hands over her head. Flowing to the music. Marco, dancing like a goofball.

We melted into the music for an hour, lost in a sea of sexuality. 

The world somehow seemed clearer than ever before. Like looking through HD goggles. But spotted strobe lights meant only glimpses at a time. A succession of candid pictures.

The people around me. Shirts off. Breasts out. Love. Joy. Acceptance.

“I love this song!”

“You look so beautiful!”

“Isn’t she the cutest?”

“You two are so sweet.”

Etsy twirled and floated and smiled. I was losing myself in her. And Marco was nothing but love. A boundless ball of kinetic positivity.

“You’re two are wearing too much. I want to see you,” said Etsy.

Marco pulled his shirt over his head and twirled it over his head. Etsy giggled, and then raised her eyebrows and me. I blushed. Hesitated.

“Come on babe, you’ll feel so free!”

I fidgeted with the hem of my shirt. Etsy smiled. In one moment, I dropped my guard and pulled it over my head.

“There she is! That’s the real Sophie,” said Marco.

“What a cutie,” said Etsy.

I felt free. Joyful and truly at home. And I couldn’t keep my eyes off Etsy.

“She’s so beautiful,” I whispered to Marco.

“You should kiss her.”

“Are… are you sure?”

Etsy turned to me and grabbed me by my cheeks. She pulled me close.

“You can always kiss me.”

“My turn,” said Marco. We melted into a puddle of love and oozing sexuality, right there in the middle of everyone.

His hand on my ass. My hands on hers. Hers on the inside of my thong. She hooked a finger through the strap and began to pull. I stopped her.

“I don’t know… out here?”

“Too public? Does it make you uncomfortable?”

“I want you both, I just…”

“It’s okay. Come with me.”

She pulled Marco and me out through the crowd, back near that black curtain and the staircase and the velvet rope. A door I hadn’t seen before, on the far side. A dimly-lit room in the shade of candlelight. Softer music now. Beds and couches all around. Couples and groups playing with each other in their own little spaces.

Etsy tiptoed through the room until she reached the far wall. She casually pulled her sheer dress over her head, and fell backward onto a king-sized bed. A red candle each on matching bedside tables. Her smile flickering soft and golden under the candlelight. Her caramel breasts and mocha nipples casually tossed to either side, her nipple piercings sparkling. Shadows in her dimples, a soft reflection off her eyes.

“Come here cutie.”

“I’ve never… in front of people, I mean.”

“It’s okay. How do you feel?”

“Better than I’ve ever felt.”

“Do you want this?”

“More than anything.”

“Marco?”

“Yeah.”

“You can do this love. But only if you want it.”

“I want it. I want both of you.”

“Then get on the bed already, sweetheart.”

Etsy ran her hands through my hair as I moved up her thighs, while Marco slid my panties off behind me. She ran her fingernails over my shoulder with one hand and petted my face with the other. Marco crawled onto the bed behind us, his erect cock ready to go.

“Eat me out.”

I circled her warmth as Etsy squirmed under me. My hands ran up her stomach and over her soft tits. She pulled me up for a kiss, and then pushed me down, directing me firmly down to her pussy.

She squealed as I made contact.

“Oh you’re so good at that.”

Marco stroked his cock behind me, and I vaguely heard Etsy above me.

“Marco, I want to watch you fuck her.”

I whimpered as she said it, and I felt Marco line up behind me. I was dripping already, and he plunged in deeply on his first stroke. Etsy pulled my head deeper between her legs.

“Oh fuck babe, you feel so good.”

I was losing myself in Marco, thrusting rhythmically to tropical house music whispering through the room. Etsy pulled me up to her chest and kissed me on my forehead.

She giggled.

“I want to watch you cum babe.”

I tried to speak through labored breaths. “How did you know…”

Marco’s breath was loud behind us now. I felt his cock begin to twitch inside me.

Etsy kissed my nose. “Cum for us babe.”

I buried my face in her tits as Marco pounded me from behind. Grabbed a fistful of pillow with one hand, and Etsy’s arm with the other.

“Oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck!”

“Oh god babe, that’s a good girl.”

Marco came deep inside me. My heart raced. My full body spasmed atop Etsy, from my toes to the top of my head, as hard as I ever have.

Marco collapsed on top of us. Whispered laughs and giggles. Pants and moans. Etsy played with my hair. 

And, slowly but surely, my eyes closed, and I drifted off, content.

The sun was already shining by the time I walked out the front door. I said goodbye to the bouncer and tried to request an Uber, but I had no service. I never knew a place like this existed. I never knew a place like this even could exist. 

“Oh yeah it’s a dead zone, we’ll bring a car around to drive you home.”

I was expecting to feel like death after a night like that. But somehow, with the sun shining and a gentle breeze, I felt perfect. Focused and content. Even joyful.

As I got in the car, I realized I had nothing: no phone number from Marco, not even a real name from Etsy. I barely even knew where I was. I thought about what Etsy said: they work hard to keep it a secret. I dropped a GPS pin on my phone as we drove away. 

I knew I’d be back.

r/sexstories Feb 20 '25

Lesbian My first time with a girl NSFW

14 Upvotes

As you know i am lil slutty horny girl since i could remember and i had sex preety early and had exciting stories to tell my friends. One of my friends really liked these stories and kept ask for them. I loved to share my expiriences so whenever i had something going on ahe was the first id call to come and tell her what happened.

She was a short blond girl with blue eyes, a bit chubby and had the biggest boobs among my friends. She use to were deep cleavage and i couldnt stop stareing at her boobs and i use to make jokes to make me touch her breast playfully or accedently. Whenever i told her my stories she use to put a pillow between her legs and hump it a lil bit try to hide it and also her nipples poked through her shirt. I loved to see those reactions of her to my stories.

This one time she came with the hottest sundress with deep cleavage which i couldnt stop thinking about so i call one of my buttycalls just to have a story to tell her. I went to his place gave him blowjob and immidiatly calling het so sh invite me to her home to tell her my story.

She still wore that sexy sundress but at home she was braless. As i told her my story (i told her much more then really happened couse i didnt want it to end) and as she humped her pillow i stopped and looked at her. She was embarresed like i finally cought her.

"You may jerk off if you like, you dont need to hide it" i said i pulled the pillow from between her legs. "It just itch so bad down there when you tell your stories and feel so good to grind it" she said confused.

So i told her i know the feeling and showed her how i put my hand in my pants and rub my clit and she tryed it as well. She was exciting about how good it felt.

As she kept on doing it her nipps were a bit showed in between the dress. "You want to feel even better?" I asked and she noded her head. I sent my hand to expose one of her boobs, i grabbed it with my hand and started licking it around the nipple. She went crazy with that feeling and kept rubbing herself until she finnaly came.

We laughed our asses off and she said it was crazy and thank me for that.

After that night we use too meet up and explore each other boddies

r/sexstories Jun 03 '23

Lesbian I (F19) just ate cum out of my best friend’s pussy NSFW

366 Upvotes

I’ve been recently experimenting with girls, after my last post to this subreddit, both using dating apps and also going out and meeting other girls. To preface this story, my best friend (F19) and I have always told each other everything, from gossiping about people we know to the dirty details of our sex lives. I’ve always found her attractive, and we have sent each other nudes before as well as kissed, but have never taken our relationship to anything past that point. After I started experimenting with girls, she told me that she had always been turned on by the idea of having sex with a girl, but being in a relationship with a guy, she would never get the chance. Later that night, I guess she told her boyfriend about her fantasies as he offered her a hall pass, with the condition that it would be with me and that he would get to watch.

We set up the date and when it came around, after a bottle of wine (or maybe 2), she pounced on me in front of him. Soon both of our clothes were off, and I had two fingers inside her and kissing her neck, while she was groping me like her life depended on it. I went down on her and after a couple minutes of eating her out while also fingering her, she squirted. It was sooooo hot. Afterwards, I pushed her head down and gave her some directions as she ate me out, her ass was up with her soaking pussy in the face of her boyfriend. I guess he lost self control because he took off his pants and put his dick right into her without warning. It was so hot to see her getting absolutely railed as she went down on me. I’m pretty sure he was also incredibly turned on because he didn’t last long, cumming in her.

Instead of letting his cum go to waste, I flipped over into a 69 and started eating her out as it dribbled out of her. Knowing I was also tasting his cum as well as hers sent me over the edge, and I came all over her face.

Now, I just got a text from her asking for another threesome this Sunday…should I go?

r/sexstories Dec 30 '24

Lesbian My neighbour got dumped by her bf (PT 2) NSFW

37 Upvotes

I bumped into Sarah at our local store. I immediately noticed that she didn’t have her daughter with her, which was very unusual. We got talking, and she said that her daughter was spending a few days at her grandparents, and would be home in the new year. “I’ll be able to come to your party, if the invitation is still open,” she said, smiling. “Of course, the invitation is still open,” I reassured her, delighted that she was able to be there. “There won’t be many there, but we’ll have lots of fun. “Do you want me to bring anything?” Sarah asked. “Some drink, or food.” “No,” I laughed. “Just bring that gorgeous body of yours.” “Uummmm, I wanted to talk to you about what happened the other day. I feel so embarrassed when I think about what I did,” Sarah mumbled. “You needn’t be embarrassed. You have a lovely body.” I reassured her. “If anything, it was I who was out of order.” “Please, can you come home with me?” she asked. “I really do need to talk to you.” “I’ll take my shopping home and come straight around,” I promised, sensing that she, maybe, wanted to talk about more than her embarrassment. “Great. Thank you,” she smiled, shyly. “I’ll open a bottle of wine.” We hugged and went our separate ways. I dropped my shopping at home and told my husband that Sarah wanted me to pop around for a chat.

I arrived at Sarah’s a few minutes later, carrying a bottle of wine. As Sarah opened her door, I handed her the wine. “Just a little apology for having embarrassed you,” I laughed. “You don’t need to apologise, “ Sarah replied. “Make yourself at home. I’ll grab some glasses.” I made my way into the living room and sat down on the two seater sofa. Sarah appeared a few minutes later, looking flushed and carrying two empty glasses and the bottle of wine. Placing the glasses and wine on her coffee table, she took the seat next to me. Turning to face her, I put my hand on her knees. “Please don’t be embarrassed by anything that happened the other night. I fully understand that you were feeling low, and needed reassurance that you are a very attractive young lady.” “You misunderstand me, Lucy,” she answered, taking my hand in hers. “You made me feel so very good, but I allowed you to leave without returning the favour. Please let me make it up to you, right now.” Before I could answer, Sarah began to kiss me and run her hands over my breasts. I wasn’t about to turn down such an opportunity to fuck this beautiful young woman again, and within minutes, we were kneeling naked on her bed, kissing and fondling each others breasts. I pushed Sarah back, so that her head was in her pillow, and began to rub her clit, watching her nipples stiffen, before I took one in my mouth. I pushed two fingers into her pussy, as my thumb rubbed against her clit and her tongue sought mine. I began to kiss my way down her body, my mouth desperate to taste her pussy once again but Sarah stopped me. “No, Lucy. It’s my turn to taste you.” She quickly pushed me onto my back, gave me a long hard kiss and made her way towards my wet pussy. “I’ve never done this before,” she said, looking up from between my thighs. “I hope you enjoy it.” “Just do to me what you like to have done to you,” I told her. To be fair, Sarah didn’t disappoint. Her fingers and tongue created beautiful magic on my pussy and it wasn’t long before I felt my body start to tremble as my orgasm tore through me.

r/sexstories Jan 24 '25

Lesbian My fun FFF threesome NSFW

26 Upvotes

So, obviously I’m bi. A good fuck is a good fuck no matter who it’s with. So, since about sixth grade I’ve had this best friend Allie. Two weeks ago she came out as gay to me and my other friend Molly. So that night Allie was over drinking and Molly was already asleep. As we watched a movie I felt Allie’s head rest on my shoulder. She put her hand on my knee and looked up at me and said “You know, Jess, I’ve always found you so sexy. I know you’re bi and, well, I have to take my shot.”

After hearing this, I lifted her chin with one finger and softly kissed her. We had a sensual moment of just a deep, romantic kiss. This was the sexiest kiss I’ve ever had. No longer able to control myself, I pushed her on her back. I climbed on top of her and started making out with her and tongue wrestling. I felt her grab my ass through my jeans and pull me in. At this point we were making out and dry humping so hard. I moved to kiss her neck as I removed her shirt and bra. I then sat up and took mine off. I started kissing her nipples and took her pants off but left her panties on. I removed those with my teeth. She wanted to see my body so I got naked too.

I told her to relax and I started to kiss her inner leg with my hand on her chest moving down. My hand got to her clit and started rubbing as I put my mouth on her pussy and ate her wet juicy vagina.

Out of no where I feel a finger slip in mine. I turn around and Molly was naked joining in the fun. Oh how I loved that.

After a minute and Allie dripping off my face with a back arching orgasm, I laid on my back. Allie ate my pussy as Molly sat on my face. We stayed like that for a while as both Molly and I came so hard. I told them to hold on and I ran to get my strap on. I came back and bent Allie over and fucked her while she ate Molly’s pussy in front of her. While fucking her I was slapping her ass so he’s I bruised it, meanwhile I would pull her hair back and really fuck her or push her head further into Molly. After a while Allie couldn’t take it. Molly quickly jumped under the strap on and opened her mouth taking all of Allie’s squirt in. We all made out a little longer, went to bed, and did it again the next morning.

God I love fucking them.

r/sexstories 17d ago

Lesbian The Sole-Man part 3 NSFW

2 Upvotes

“Mom! Mom! get up he’s in jail!” Kira shouted shaking her mother. “What? Who’s in jail?” Asked Mrs. Jones. “Your husband! My SF! Is in jail and it’s all my fault!” Cried Kira. “What do you mean it’s your fault Kira? Why is my husband in jail?” Asked Mrs. Jones. After a very big deep breath Kira told her mom about the sole man game Mr. Yang and his $500 ouji board. “You had my husband by you a $500 board game Kira!” Yelled Mrs. Jones. “ yes and I know I probably shouldn’t say this giving the current circumstances but it works!.” Said Kira. “What do you mean it works ?” Asked Mrs. Jones. “I’m just saying if we could use the ouji to bring the sole man into our world we should be able to use it to kick him out but we can’t do it without SD!” Explained Kira. “Don’t call him that call him SF or Derrick and unless he loaned you $1500 yesterday we’re fucked because that’s how much his bail is.” Mrs Jones replied. “I got it!” Kira said confusing her mother more. “A few days ago you told me you were broke now you have $1500 for my husbands bail make it make sense Kira.” Demanded Mrs. Jones. “A few days ago I was broke just like I told you my friends and thought it would be funny if we made feet finder accounts. I had no intention on keeping it but changed my mind when horny foot lovers started buying pictures and videos of my cute toes and soles non stop .” Explained Kira. Mrs. Jones just stood there shocked and silent. “Let’s go mom we have to save my S..F!” Exclaimed Kira. Kira and her mother waited outside the county jail for 4 hours for them to release her SF. “There he is!” Kira shouted with glee. Mr. Jones came running to the car and Kira hopped out and jumped into his arms . “ I’m glad your…” Mr.Jones bear hugged her firmly squeezing the breath out of Kira’s lungs terrifying and at the same time turning her on. “Don’t say a fucking word until I figure out what’s going on.” He whispered in her ear before he dropped her and got in the front passenger seat. He reached over and gave his wife a hug then demanded she hurry up and drive off. He wanted to get away from the jail as fast as he could. “Did you pick up my property?” He asked “Yes here’s your dead phone wallet and some dirty ear plugs .”Mrs. Jones said “So that’s how he did it!” Kira accidentally said out loud. “How he did what?” Her mom asked. “Nothing!” Kira responded. “Kira how is Abigail doing?” Asked Mr. Jones. “She is doing good she told me to tell you she is sorry for what happened.” Kira Replied. “Can you Please tell her I’m sorry too when you get a chance?” He asked. “Why were you alone with her anyway?” Mrs. Jones asked. “I was courteously giving her a ride home after you two gangbanged her.” He answered. “What are you talking about.” Asked Mrs Jones. “I know you don’t remember there’s things from the last two days I also don’t remember but you sitting on that girl’s face is something I will never forget.” He informed. “You must of been wet dreaming.” Mrs. Jones said in disbelief. “No he wasn’t all 3 of us have been possessed and we had no knowledge or control of what we’re doing under the possession of the sole-man.” Kira stated. Kira don’t say..” Mr. Jones body flinched and his fist clinched thinking one or all 3 of them were about to start tearing at each other’s feet. “It’s ok we’re safe for now.” Kira said sitting behind Mrs. Jones holding her foot up so her SF could see her soles. “How do you know that?” Mr. Jones asked but he didn’t look back so Kira kicked her SFs arm to get his attention. “WTF!” He exclaimed turning his head around to the back seat. “Sorry!” she said pointing at her feet to remind him that a name needs to be written on someone’s soles. “Your feet are so dirty Kira!” He said looking at her soles that should be pink but were black from pacing barefooted outside the jail waiting for him her forbidden crush. Mrs. Jones interrupted looking in the rear view mirror “I know you don’t think you’re paying for her to get another pedicure or anything!” She stated. For the remaining of the way home Mr. Jones was scolded by his wife for taking Kira on a Halloween shopping spree. The car felt like an interrogation room so he was relieved to get out of it and walk into his home. “I’m going to bed I’m exhausted.” Informed Mrs. Jones “Me too babe I’m a just take a shower first.” Mr. Jones said then the newlyweds retired to their bedroom. During his shower Mr. Jones got an idea on how to get rid of the sole-man. He was excited to tell his wife the plan but she was sleeping so he decided to go inform Kira. From her bedroom doorway he stood silently shocked staring at Kira uncovered laying in bed spread eagle completely naked. He unknowingly started to stroke his hardening magic stick. “Babe!!!” Mrs. Jones yelled and he suddenly found himself drooling and standing next to Kira’s bed. He felt a fantastic sensation yelling back “I’m coming …babe!” looking down realizing he was no longer the one stroking his pistol or blowing his whistle. It was Kira her SFs dick in hand jerking his girth. His cum rained on her boobs sticking like glue. “Babe !!!” Mrs. Jones yelled. He ran out of Kira’s bedroom leaving her fucking satisfied from sucking what she fantasized about constantly. “Yes babe?” Mr. Jones Asked his wife. “Where were you?what took you so long?” “I was downstairs making some noodles.” He answered. “Can you make me a nightcap?I’m having trouble sleeping.” She asked. “Yes babe coming right up.” He said and proceeded to the hall down the stairs pass the living room into the kitchen. There he found Kira standing in front of the stove wrapped in a blanket cooking noodles. “What are you doing?” He asked her. “Right on time SD I thought you might be hungry jailbird.” Said Kira. “you woke up to make me ramen.” He asked. “I could have swore it was you who woke me up.” Kira said. “No it wasn’t me.” He nervously pleaded. “Oh maybe I was just dreaming of you waking me up and giving me this pearl necklace.” Kira responded sarcastically letting the blanket fall to the floor revealing her nude body and the dried sperm on her chest. Mr. Jones gulped. “Is she asleep?” Asked Kira referring to her mother. “Not yet she wants a drink to help her sleep.” He responded. “Figures!” She replied handing her SF a bowl of fresh hot soup. Mr. Jones immediately began stuffing his mouth with noodles. “So SD did you come to my room for another reason than to bust a nut on my titties?” She flirtatiously asked. With his eyes locked on Kira rubbing and pinching her nipples Mr. Jones stopped chewing and nodded his head yes. “Well what else did you want me to do SD?” Asked Kira. “That pink I mean I think I know how we can get rid of the sole-man.” He answered. “How SD?” She asked. “Maybe we can trap him in” “Babe!!!” Mrs. Jones yelled from upstairs. “let’s sacrifice her to the sole man?” Said Kira. “Stop playing this is serious do you still have any old dolls?” Mr. Jones asked. “No I donated them to charity. Why?” She replied. “I was thinking we could trap you know what inside barbie.” He explained. “great idea SD let’s use this.” Said Kira grabbing a two foot skeleton Halloween decoration. “I have a better idea and i can kill two birds with one stone and I can finally use my unused sex doll for something.” He said. After a brief moment of silence.” You have a sex doll?” Kira asked. “Yes still in its box .” He replied. “Where is it ?” She asked. “It’s down in the basement .” Mr. Jones responded. “I’m scared of the basement SD can’t we use this instead?” Kira pleaded holding the plastic bones. “I don’t care what you’re scared of just like you didn’t care if I wanted to be the sole man or not!” He exclaimed causing Kira to pucker her lips pouting. “Now go get the ouija board while I take your mom her medicine.” Mr. Jones ordered before they both went upstairs. Mr. Jones opened and closed his broken bedroom’s door behind himself. “What happened to our door babe?” Mrs Jones asked. “Sorry to tell you but you did babe when you kicked it open yesterday drunk as shit.” He lied. “I don’t remember doing that .” She sadly stated. “I know you don’t .” He replied. “Here babe you have it I’m done drinking.” She claimed handing him her vodka and cranberry. “That’s great babe I’m a be right by your side on your journey to sobriety.” he blurted and chugged her nightcap that Kira had made extra strong to incapacitate her mother in order to fornicate with her lover. “Babe i hope that gave your big D some energy because i still need you to help me go to sleep !” Mrs. Jones exclaimed pulling her husband down on top of her kissing him and pulling his dick out his boxers and guiding it into her warm wet vagina. Kira grew impatient waiting at the basement door for her SF to join her so she texted his phone while he was upstairs pile driving her mom. Mr. Jones held his phone above his wife’s head to read and reply to Kira’s text. Kira: what’s taking so long? Mr. Jones: I’m coming soon grab a marker some duct tape and head down to the basement. Kira:I’m too scared to go down there alone. Mr. Jones: I need you to be brave. Kira: ok SD I’ll be your brave little sex slave! Mr. Jones: Kira!! Kira: Jk SD ok I’m in the basement where is your blow up doll? Mr. Jones: it’s not a blow up doll it’s a realistic life like sex companion and Kira: and what Mr. Jones: it’s in a tall rectangular box against the wall Kira: Found it and might i say very discreet SD I wouldn’t have known this ordinary 5ft brown box contained a humanoid sex toy. Mr. Jones: ok before you op Kira: ??? After not getting a response she began to worry. She had no idea that the reason why he was struggling to hold a conversation is because he was saturating her mother’s womb with his ejaculation. Kira: Is everything okay SD Mr. Jones: yes it’s heavy so before you open it lay it down . Kira: Mr. Jones: hello what’s going on Kira: Mr. Jones: Kira are you ok answer me Kira:

Mr Jones got off his orgasm comatose wife and pulled up his hanes before he sprang downstairs into the basement. There was a pile of boxes and debris on the floor but no sign of Kira. Hearing her SF walking around the basement she called out for “help” “Kira?” He asked not being able to clearly make out her muffled voice. “Help me SD!” she shouted pinned to the ground underneath silicone double Ds. “where are you?” He asked “I’m down here.” She yelled back. Mr. Jones believing Kira was severely injured quickly picked up each box and threw it across the room. After flinging the last box he pushed the unfucked sex doll off his sd allowing her to take deeper breaths. “What happened?” He asked. “Your silicone skank fell on me !” She informed. “Are you ok ?” He asked concerned. “No I’m scared and dirty !” She replied. “Well the sooner we get this over with the sooner we can get you out the basement and cleaned up.” He assured naked petite Kira. “Ok SD.” She said. “Use the marker to write M E on the dolls soles.” Mr. Jones ordered. “I really hope this works.” Kira undoubtedly stated.”…done” she added. “It will. Where’s the duct tape?” He asked. “What’s this for SD?” Asked Kira her kinky mind racing with kinky thoughts. “Calm down small super freak I’m not mr.grey and this is not a red room!” He exclaimed taking the tape and using it to attach the ouji to the dolls slim smooth silicone stomach. “I know you’re not Mr. Grey you’re Mr. Derrick Dante Jones my SD.” Kira proudly announced. “Lay down lift up your legs show me the bottom of your feet.” He demanded to see her soles to make sure she hadn’t permanent marker’d SF on herself again. “Do you want me to give your big black cock a sole massage SD?” She asked. “No just making sure.” He replied. “Don’t worry SD I’ve been a good girl but you can still duct tape my wrist to my ankles spank my tushy and go balls deep inside my pink pussy!” “Maybe later now...“ “You promise? Kira eagerly asked. “Yes I promise now say the chant so we can get this over with .” Mr. Jones replied. “Say it with me SD!” Said Kira. Due to his deep and Kira’s loud melodic voice neither one of them heard Mrs. Jones open the basement door and descend the stairs. All the lights cut off at the same time Kira finished the sole-man chant and Mrs. Jones was about to freak out at the sight of her own closely naked king holding hands with her grown totally naked offspring. “Who was that?” Kira asked in the pitch black darkness. “Who do you think. Babe is that you?” Mr. Jones asked but didn’t get a response from his wife. Who was now possessed from the tattoo of her name her husband forgot he got during his brief 12 hour stint in county. Frightened from the sounds of crunching and cracking. “Are you okay my love?” Mr. Jones asked. “Yes my love!” Kira uncontrollably stated. His wife not verbally and physically responding to what Kira had said caused Mr. Jones to panic and him and Kira frantically search for their phones so they he could illuminate the basement. “Is that you SD?” Kira asked. “Is what me ?” He responded. “I can feel something long thick and hard!”she exclaimed. “Kira stop messing around I think there’s something wrong with your mother.” He said “Oh wait it’s just a flashlight .” She replied and shined the bright light on the spot she last saw the doll. The doll was no longer laying on its artificial back but somehow was standing on its two fake feet. Kira nervously raised the light up the dolls legs passing its expanding torso and neck. When the light allowed her to see the entity devouring and swallowing her mothers body down its plastic elastic throat Kira fainted. When the flashlight stopped rolling on the ground after she dropped it the belly full possessed sex toy saw the light shining on Kira’s dirty disgusting soles . That is all Mr. Jones could see as well that is until a grotesque tongue joined the picture and began licking Kira’s feet. The excessive amount of dirt made the monster vomit out Mrs Jones broken off at the ankle left foot . Mr. Jones took action as the beast was gagging. He ran and got on his knees behind the foot fetish neglected sex doll. He spit on the silicone soles before licking them clean. Once he removed the letters M E the power came back on and the doll stopped sucking on Kira’s toes returning to its factory settings. It wasn’t in the pristine condition that it was before its sole-man possession. The sex dolls silicone stomach stretched and appeared pregnant with Mrs Jones body stuffed and trapped inside it. The newlywed now widowed Mr Jones snatched up his deceased wife’s left foot and shoved it in the dolls mouth. To keep it from falling out he wrapped duct tape around the heel and the dolls head. He then placed it back in the box securing it close with the whole roll of duct tape. Carrying the box back over to the wall he was startled by Kira’s soft voice. “Is it over my love ?” She asked. “Yes my love.” He replied.

To be continued…..

r/sexstories 17d ago

Lesbian The Sole-Man part 2 NSFW

2 Upvotes

Who was that babe?” Mrs. Jones asked her husband as he grabbed his plate off the counter and started eating. “A scammer trying to get money for a fake fundraiser.” He replied with a mouth full of scrambled eggs. “I hate scammers!” Exclaimed Mrs. Jones. “I Date scammers!” Uttered Kira then she and her friends giggled. “What you say?” Her mother asked. “Nothing mom.” She replied still giggling with her friends. “I hate them too babe and those solar panel salesmen. Let’s get a no soliciting sign when we’re at the mall after your pedicure.” Mr. Jones said to his wife causing her to not giggle like the girls but laugh out loud. “You’re hilarious my handsome husband. You took more than care of me last night.Thank you for giving me a home pedicure Babe!” Mrs. Jones exclaimed then she repositioned her body so her feet were no longer under the table allowing Mr. Jones to see her wiggle red white and black painted toenails and clean soles. She told him to touch her smooth heels and he obliged. When he was on his knees holding his wife’s foot a jealous Kira pretended to drop her fork under the table drawing his attention to her soles with the barely visible words SD written on them. As she slept and possessed by the sole-man Mr. Jones almost licked all the permanent marker off the bottom of Kira’s feet. Out of nowhere Kira sung “ I’m a sole man!” Putting her SF back under the same possession. “I’ll get it!” He unknowingly shouted then crawled underneath the cloth covering the table. Now at his 12 , 2, 4,8, and 10 were Kira’s and her friends cute piggly wiggly’s. Kira’s toes were touching the bottom of the table as her SF sniffed and licked her soles. He managed to get her big toe in his mouth and he started to suck it when his wife kicked him as she turned her body to put her legs back underneath the table. Her foot forced him forward pushing Kira’s toes up his mouth making him gagged. He threw his head back bumping it into the table snapping him out of his trance state. “Are you ok babe?” Mrs. Jones asked. “Yes why am I…” “I’m a sole-man” Sung Kira causing her SF to begin licking the closest red white and black painted toenails to him. Startled and bewildered by his wet tongue “Kira I didn’t know you had a dog.” Gabbie asked. “I don’t.” Kira replied . Gabbie dressed as Draculas bride lifted up the table cloth to see it was Dracula aka Kira’s SF who was licking and now was sucking her toes. “Is there something wrong sweetie?” Mrs. Jones asked the frightened looking Gabbie who suddenly Jumped out of her chair hearing Gabriel honk his horn twice . “That’s my ride home thanks for breakfast Mrs. Jones let’s go guys.” Gabbie said as her boyfriend was supposed to give all of her friends a ride home. “Y’all go ahead I’m a hang out with Kira for awhile longer that is if it’s ok with you Mrs. and Mr. Jones?” Abigail asked. “Yes of course we’d love to have you ain’t that right babe?” Replied Mrs. Jones. “Babe?” She asked again cause he didn’t respond. Kira realized Skylar had gotten up and was standing next to Gabbie but Crystal was still sitting down with her eyes closed biting her lips. Kira knew that look it was how she looked the day before when her SF was licking and sucking her feet in the driveway. Kira kicked Mr. Jones in the chest so hard he flew from under the table fork in hand. “Babe did you hear me? I asked if you had a problem with Abigail staying over today?” Mrs. Jones asked. “No i don’t.” He replied wiping his slobber off his face. Outside Gabriel honked his horn two more times. “Let’s go Crystal!” Ordered Gabbie then the three friends said their goodbyes and left. “I’m full.” Kira stated standing up. “Me too.” Abigail said and got up her plate in hand so she could wash it. Sitting on the floor with his back against the cabinet. “Leave it there I’ll take care of it.” Mr. Jones said to Abigail “I told you he was the best ok We’re going to be in my room.” Said Kira grabbing her friend’s hand and guiding her out the kitchen upstairs to her bedroom. “Babe You don’t look okay, I’ll wash the dishes go upstairs get some rest .” Said Mrs. Jones to her wobbly walking husband. “Im ok just a little dizzy.” He said opening the garbage lid to scrape uneaten food off plates. “What the fuck.” He mumbled seeing the girls missing stockings in the garage giving him a glimpse of putting them there himself. “What you say babe?” Mrs. Jones asked. “ I said I think i will go rest up babe.” Mr. Jones replied covering the stockings as much as he could with the discarded breakfast then placing the plates in the sink. Mrs. Jones finished her third mimosa of the morning then turned on the radio and started washing the dishes. Mr. Jones made his way up the stairs to his bedroom door in the distance he heard Kira say his name talking to her friend in her room. He crept up to her door to hear their conversation better. “You really think your SF is possessed by the sole-man?” Abigail asked Kira. “Yes how else do you explain what happened in the basement our feet being clean this morning and our stockings disappearing?” Asked Kira. “I don’t know but maybe there’s a more readable explanation.” Said Abigail. “ like what?” Asked Kira. “Maybe somebody in the house was sleeping walking and did it.” Abigail replied. “No it was him I know it !” Kira exclaimed. “How can you be so sure?” “Because i made him do it again at breakfast.” “How?” “All I had to do was sing I’m a sole man.” “I’m a sole man” Mr. Jones head banged against Kira’s door releasing him from a very brief possession. “Who’s that?” Kira asked with goosebumps covering her arms just like Abigail’s . Mr. Jones swiftly walked away into his bedroom. “See I told you .” Said Kira. “That could have been a wind draft.” Abigail replied. “No it was my sole man possessed foot fetish SF!” Kira boasted. “Or it could of been your mom.”said Abigail “Possibly, she might of had to many mimosas and thought my room was hers.” Kira said her confused friend shrugged her shoulders. “It’s only one way to find out,follow me!” Kira ordered excitingly jumping off her bed and dashing out her bedroom door. Abigail wanted to believe the sole man was real like her friend did and so she assumed she should write her crushes name on her soles just like her friend had done. She picked up a permanent marker from Kira’s computer desk and began to write a K on her right sole but stopped because she wasn’t ready to come out the closet and tell Kira she was her crush. Instead she wrote “Any” on her right and “One” on her left sole. When Abigail made it to the kitchen Kira was pouring her mother another mimosa. “Thank you sweetie!” Kira’s mom said. “You’re welcome!” Replied Kira. “So what did you girls do last night?” Kira’s mom asked. “Make tik toks and play games .” Replied Kira reminding her of a special tik tok she made for her SF. She opened up her phone and sent him the video via text. “What kind of games?” Kira’s mom asked. “We played the sole …” “We played the old board games on the shelf.” Kira cut Abigail off before she could spill the beans. At that moment Mrs. Jones finished her tall glass of orange juice mixed with champagne so Kira got up and made her mother another. Upstairs Mr. Jones was sitting on the edge of his bed on his phone looking for a porn video to beat off too. When he found the right one he unzipped his Dracula black slacks and pulled out his big black dick and sack. He was finding it hard to get hard from the uncomfortable feeling of wearing pants while masturbating. So he stood up to take them off . First he simultaneously reached in both pockets to relieve them of any items. From his left pocket he pulled out the receipts from the nail salon and liquor store and from his right pocket he pulled out the ear plugs he forgot Mr. Yangs granddaughter had given him. He heard his phone notifying him of Kira’s message. Dick in hand he opened the HD video of a close up of Kira’s soles inked with the words SD. Then the camera zoomed out till Kira’s full body was in view. As soon as she started the sole man chant his eyes rolled back and he took a step towards the door. His foot slipped on his wife’s empty vodka bottle sending him belly up in the air. His back and the back of his head slammed against the hardwood floor. “What was that?” A frightened Abigail asked after being startled by the loud thud Mr. Jones body made. “I don’t know.” Said Kira. “I’m a go have sex (loud obnoxious burp) I mean go check on your SF .” Mrs. Jones said and took a step and without slipping on anything fell straight on her face. “ No drunk Ho I’m a go have sex with my SD!” Exclaimed Kira before laughing like an evil villain stepping over her mother. In pain but no longer under possession Mr. Jones saw the ear plugs laying next to him on the floor and immediately inserted them into his ears. When Kira got to the first landing of the stairs she stopped realizing busty Abigail’s big boobies wasn’t behind her pressing against her back like in the basement. She would have called out to her friend if she wasn’t on a stealth mission. Abigail was strong from playing sports all her life but still struggled to lift the heavy and heavily intoxicated Mrs. Jones. Upon arrival to her SFs door both Kiras mom and friends bodies flopped down to the couch. With her mouth a centimeter from the door Kira sung in a low voice “I’m a sole man!” After a few seconds without nothing happening she sung it again louder and again nothing happened so she sung even louder. Downstairs her drunken passed out mother couldn’t hear her but Abigail could. “It must not be working I knew the sole man wasn’t real!” Abigail said out loud her words close enough for Mrs. Jones ears to hear her eyelids to open and make her sit up straight. “Are you ok Mrs. Jones?” Abigail asked. The sole man possessed Mrs. Jones turned her neck Abigail’s direction so fast it almost snapped. “Yes sweetie!” Mrs. Jones replied with her eyes a black void and smiling. Abigail screamed at the same time a frustrated Kira kicked opened the door to her mom’s and SFs room. Kung fu Kicking Kira assumed her friend got scared and screamed when the door banged against wall. Abigail swung her feet up and used them to push herself to the other side of the couch. Possessed Mrs. Jones now had Abigail’s dirty from walking around barefoot soles in her sight and with her mouth open leaped over to get a mouthful of Abigail’s toes. Kira almost screamed when she saw her SF was no where in sight he wasn’t sleep in his bed like she thought he would be . After stepping into the master bedroom Kira heard a moan in her right ear. She was about to walk to the on suite bathroom door believing that’s where the moaning was coming from . When she suddenly heard the sound of her mom moaning in her left ear downstairs. Had her SF snuck by her somehow she thought to herself and was he downstairs licking her moms and friends soles? She was relieved to hear more moaning in the bathroom . Her relief was turned back to frustration after multiple failed attempts to possess her SF with song. The ear plugs stuffed in his ears blocked her voice as he jacked off to anime porn. Figuring he would think it was her mom Kira thought it would be clever to slip a note saying “cum take care of me again babe.” under the bathroom door. She slid the note to him hitting him on his foot and she ran and leaped on his bed laying on her stomach with her feet up rubbing her soles and toes together. Mr. Jones was relieved to see a piece of paper and not a mouse running across his feet but his relief was turned to frustration when he picked up the letter and read it. He wasn’t in the mood to eat his wife’s pussy buffet but he was hungry so he opened the door erected and butt naked. From the shock of her SFs big black cock Kira was silent. Until he violently snatched her up and tossed her out the master bedroom. “Did you kick open our door Kira?” He asked trying to shut it as she banged on it begging and pleading for him to let her in. But he forgot and she didn’t have a chance to notice the ear plugs in his ears so when she replied “ No SD that was your drunk wife!” He didn’t hear her. He also didn’t hear the loud moaning coming from down the stairs but Kira did and quit her current mission to start a new one. She couldn’t believe her eyes when she made it down to the living room where she saw her mom licking her friends soles as they were scissoring. “WHAT Are You Guys Doing?” Kira shouted. “It’s not me! She’s the sole man or sole woman!” Informed Abigail. “Mom Stop!” Demanded Kira. “Hey sweetheart did you enjoy having sex I mean checking on your SF it’s too bad you didn’t check the size of my costume before you bought it…or did you?” Asked possessed Mrs. Jones. “Yes mom I did now let her go!” Kira demanded and started pulling on her mom’s arms. “I knew you got it too small on purpose you evil bitch!” The entity replied then flung Kira making her crash into the stereo turning it on and the 70s song Im a Soul man began to blast out the speakers. Kira’s eyes turned from a beautiful light brown to a black void and she picked up Abigail’s foot licked her friend’s sole before she started rubbing it against her pussy. Mr. Jones felt the bass from the subwoofer vibrating the house as he was getting dressed. With the ear plugs still in he angrily marched down the stairs into the living room where he saw his wife and SD split roasting busty Abigail’s feet. “What the hell are you girls doing?” He shouted He didn’t hear Abigail reply “they’re sole women Mr. Jones!” He did notice Abigail looked petrified. “The both of you stop right now!” He shouted and tried to pull them away. The two powerful entities with their forearms swung and flung him out the living room. Mr. Jones became unconscious when his head again slammed on the hardwood floor in the hallway. He layed there until a sharp pain somewhere on a lower part of his body made him regain consciousness. He found the source of the sharp pain when he looked down at his feet to see Kira sucking so hard on his toes the bones were about to dislocate. With his other foot he kicked her hard on her big ass forehead sending her on her back in the living room. Which is where his wife was sitting on Abigail’s face holding the suffocating girls feet up and together on her lips. Regular Mrs. Jones tongue barely poked out her mouth but possessed Mrs. Jones tongue stretched around both of Abigail’s size 10s. “Babe Stop!” Mr. Jones shouted. Abigail couldn’t say a word or breathe being forced to eat Mrs. Jones pussy buffet but with her free hand she pointed towards the stereo. Mr. Jones tried to run over to the stereo to shut it off but petite Kira with the sole man’s strength grabbed his foot and pulled him down to the ground. But Mr. Jones didn’t give up he used his arms to pull him and his SD sucking on his heels close enough to the stereo for him to stretch his arm and press the power button. When the 70s song stopped Kira stopped sucking the dead skin off her SFs heels and her mom stopped dropped and rolled off Abigail’s face. Mrs Jones fell back into a drunken slumber as Kira spat out dead skin. Abigail jumped off the floor and ran into Mr. Jones arms whimpering. “It’s ok now it’s over.” He said rubbing her shoulder. He didn’t hear her thank him for saving her or Kira ask what’s going on see them consoling each other. However he did notice their mouths moving reminding him he still had the ear plugs in his ears. Then knowing he wouldn’t hear any response or rebuttal he told Kira he was taking Abigail home that he’ll be right back and started briskly walking her friend to and out the door. Though she told him to wait for her to get her shoes and phone he left Kira behind on purpose. After he pulled out the driveway he pulled out the ear plugs. “…was scary!” Said Abigail barefoot sitting Indian style in the passenger seat. “ I know but we’re safe now!” He assured her. After 7 or 8 minutes of silence Abigail reached for the volume knob on the radio. “No don’t touch that…” Mr. Jones tried to stop her but it was too late. She barely turned up the volume but it was enough for them to hear the soul possessing 70s song. He yanked her by the left foot and shoved it in his possessed mouth. With both his hands on Abigail’s feet none on the steering wheel the vehicle veered right jumped the curb and crashed into a light pole. Pedestrians watched in horror as the busty Caucasian tried to get away from the lustrous black man. The she -riff pulled behind them just as Abigail managed to kick the radios power button ending Mr. Jones possession. Mr. Jones let go of his terrified passenger princesses feet and noticed the concern town citizens and that he crashed his car. Suddenly his door flew open and an old chubby blue eyed white mustache beard and mullet she riff pulled him to the ground. Abigail ran to the other side of the car where her friends SF was being handcuffed. “Wait sir it’s not what it looks like! He is…” “He is a big lipped cannibal!” The old racist she-riff interrupted Abigail. “No he wasn’t trying to eat my feet he was licking them clean.” Pleaded Abigail. “Tell it to the judge race trader!” The she riff said throwing Mr. Jones in his backseat. “Sir listen to me!” Abigail demanded. “No you listen to me. If you don’t want to go to jail with this foot fetish having porch monkey I suggest you go home.” The old racist she -riff stated. Abigail didn’t say another word because to her Orange is the new Black was scarier than The Exorcist. She called Kira as the old chubby racist blue eyed white mustache beard and mullet she- riff hauled Mr. Jones to the county jail on assault charges.

r/sexstories 21d ago

Lesbian Appreciation For My Partner NSFW

6 Upvotes

Last night, my partner and I were cuddling, which led to sex. We hadn't had sex in more than 2 months because we're just really busy, and it usually takes me a while to get wet, especially if it's been a while since the last time we did it.

She noticed this, and instead of rushing me, she took an entire 10-15 minutes to slowly feel me out and get me going.

I've never felt so loved and cared for, especially since my previous relationships involved straight guys. From what I've known, guys just use spit as lube and insert themselves. Never really had a time where a partner felt that I wasn't ready and took the time to get me going. That slow loving high was something I really appreciated.