Lesbian Stories

Fuck Me Baby

fuck me baby.

my name is samantha. her name is jen. We used to work together. i wont ever forget how much i loved being around

jen. Her big tits.. her petite figure.. her pretty eyes.. i can remember her like if it was yesterday. i dont know

if this is love or lust but it is something. i will take you back 3 months ago.

I had just started working as a cashier for a sporting store. i was introduced to everyone by my boss the day i got

the job.. including jen. I hadnt really paid attention to her at the moment but she sure was cute. My shifts would

get switched around often. It was done because the boss always wanted to keep us on a leash and off of our asses.

Tom, my coworker would always brag to me about how much he liked jen. How much he desired to suck on her tits and

lick her asshole. "She always says she’s busy", tom told me after explaining his desires for jen.
"maybe she is just in a bad mood. you may never know what she’s going through". Tom was the kind of guy who

couldnt take no for an answer. his giant ego wouldn’t let him accept the fact that jen didn’t want to sit on his

dick. It made me think. Why would a pretty girl like jen reject a handsome man like tom? Don’t straight women love

hot buff men? that’s the moment jen became interesting.Tom loved to work with me because after finding out that i

loved women like he does.. i would be his diary and he would tell me all of his little secrets. All of my life i

had always loved women. I had a few boyfriends.. but none of them could ever make me feel like a real woman.
The end of the week was coming to an end and my schedule had changed and throughout the whole month it was my turn

to work with jen. I was working the register towards the back of the store near the fitting rooms and she was

assigned to organize clothes and accessories.
"hi im jen" she said to me with her big pretty eyes & walked off smiling. she was wearing some tight

leggings and a low cut shirt. I tried so hard to not stare at her cleavage which was pretty hard not to do.
"hey.. im samantha but you can call me sammy", i replied. As she walked off i wondered if she noticed the

fact that i was avoiding to look down the entire time. the day was slow. some customers were extremely rude. It was

almost 20 minutes till closing.
"Folks please head towards the registers to make your final purchase we will be closing shortly.. thank

you" said my manager as he slammed the microphone off."Cant i get a fucking break around here. the head supervisor

is on my fucking ass and these customers need to hurry the fuck up or else my wife is going to bitch at me when i

get home", he mumbled to the group as we proceeded to finish our duties. I was busy counting receipts and what not

and then jen came over.
"its so boring", she said dramatically as she yawned. I was too busy trying to finish my work so i just

smiled and nodded so she could know that i wasnt ignoring her. "do you need any help?" she said as she looked into

my eyes and smiled. I was so happy to know that she was going to help me because i was really tired of asking a

million questions because i had forgotten some steps. As i told her my situation.. she got really close to me..

grabbed the receipts from my hand and brushed up against it. her skin was super soft.. and her perfume was luring

me in.
"thank you. i had forgotten completely. i feel like a fucking moron" i said to her. She laughed.
"it’s okay. i’d rather explain to you than for you to get in trouble with the supervisor because he’s such a

fucking perv" she said to me as she rolled her eyes.
"well no wonder.. someone like you would get that kind of attention" i added. She paused for a second and

then smiled really big as she looked down at her body.
"thank you. it’s so fucking annoying.. especially when i don’t like men.. but yet i can pass as such a straight

bitch oh my god." she uttered. I fell into shock. This whole time.. tom had always told me that she was straight

and that she had a boyfriend and what not and then it all clicked in my head. Jen.. the beautiful women.. my

coworker.. was really a lesbian. She secretly hid it from everyone.. except for me. This sent me through shock and

the next remaining weeks of the month were life changing.

We ended up closing and of course i couldn’t help but think about what jen had said to me. As i found

myself relentlessly looking at her.. i wondered what she was like. I wondered about her hobbies.. what music she

listens to.. what her horoscope was… i found myself falling in love with a woman i barely knew.
The next day came and work was slow. My manager had us working the fitting rooms. Me and her were

monitoring the customers who were coming in and out with a shitload of clothes. This one butch looking woman came

towards the section and before she could look towards our direction.. jen hid underneath the register. "well hello

there. " the woman said to me in a flirtatious tone.
"hello. how may i help you?" i replied in a friendly manner.
"hi. hehe. um. do you know if a girl named jen still works here?" the woman asked. I felt a tug on my knee and when

i looked down really fast i could see jen mouthing the words "fuck no".
i then proceeded to pretend i was working on a document and replied,"i’m sorry i don’t think so".
"FUCK" replied the woman as she dashed out of the store.
"Is she gone?" jen asked me. I nodded.
"oh my fucking god. i can’t believe she found me. what the hell." said jen as she nervously laughed.
"You mean you cant believe she ALMOST found you. who was that anyway?" i asked curiously.
"oh shes um.. an old friend." jen said with these big bulging eyes as if she saw the devil. the way that butch

woman looked with her fohawk and baggy jeans i would be scared as fuck too and hide too. I had always kept to

myself.I wasn’t the type to have a big mouth. So whenever tom would ask me about what me and jen talk about.. i

would just always reply with " oh you know.. girl things". He would immediately drop the subject and carry on about

his day.

The next day came and it was me and jens spot again to work the fitting rooms. "thank you for lying for me

yesterday" jen said as she looked at the ground with dreamy like eyes.
"your welcome. she scared me too haha" i replied. She laughed and smiled at me. only this time.. this smile was

much more genuine and more intimate. The kind of smile that said i think i wanna fuck you. After she said that i

could feel us getting closer.. and closer. As the hours slowed down.. the supervisor came towards us rushing and

said he had an emergency. He had asked jen if she could close tonight because she had been the longest one working

there. As he handed her the keys… she just looked at me. Her eyes were screaming.. "fuck me baby". for some

reason even though i hadn’t revealed much to her i had felt like if she understood every part of my being. the only

things jen knew about me was that i had been single for a long time and that my favorite food was pasta. For some

reason though every little action or thing i would do she would laugh and comment things such as, "that’s

adorable." I think that is what made me feel so comfortable in her presence.
It was an hour towards closing time and it was me and her alone in the store. Tom and the coworkers had

left for happy hour to celebrate the fact that the supervisor wasnt around to tell them anything. it was just me

and jen. I was busy organizing sweaters and jackets. The fitting rooms were full of stuff. however the only thing

that kept me from paying attention to my work was jen. Each time she would bend over i couldnt help but stare at

her big ass. I wanted to approach her so bad but i resisted. As i continued to do my work i could feel the tension

in the room getting more and more intense. level 1.. level 2… level 20. jen had finished her work and came over

to help me. The whole time though i couldn’t concentrate on organizing stuff because everytime she would bend over

i couldn’t help but look. "You know what.. fuck this. just throw it in this box we can just finish this tomorrow.

don’t worry. the boss won’t find it because i know all the hiding spots", jen said to me as she batted her eyes and

smacked her lips. OH my god. i couldn’t resist it now. As our eyes held contact i couldn’t help but feel so wet.

Jen broke the silence and as she did she came closer towards me and said, "lets just sit down and relax. fuck

work." i smiled back at her and sat on the ground as i stared at the mirrors in the fitting room. it was quiet. the

tension in the room had risen to level 300. i was so ready to fuck her on the spot.
"so do you like anyone?" she asked me. I was surprised she would even ask me that. after all the times me

and her have chatted never once has she brought up if i was interested in anyone. she wouldnt ever talk about it

either. it made me wonder.
"uhhhm" i replied nervously. From the corner of my eye i could see her directly staring at me. Her body

language and energy just lured me in. closer.. and closer. "nope. not really", i added. She stayed in the same

position and i was too nervous to turn my head and look at her. That’s when she grabbed my face and stuck her

tounge down my throat in the slowest most passionate way possible. It felt like i had orgasmed as she kissed me. As

she did.. she took me into a fitting room and that is when we started to get hotter… and hotter.
Our passion for eachother just lit the whole room on fire and at this point we were grinding up on

eachother. Her mouth and tongue felt so warm and sexy on my mouth. the way her tits pressed up against my body made

my pussy throb and throb. As we reached level 800 i could hear her softly moaning each time i would insert my

tongue into her mouth. "mmmm’ she uttered as i proceeded to lick her neck. i was so ready to take off her clothes

and as i made my way towards her breasts she stopped me and said.."lets get out of here".
We hadnt realized that we were already 15 minutes passed closing time and so we rushed out of there in a

heartbeat. We decided to just park at an empty lot and "hangout". On the drive towards the lot i could feel her

hand slowly caressing my thigh as i drove. My pussy was pounding at this point. i couldn’t wait to rub my pussy all

over hers and suck the shit out of her nipples. As i undressed her i couldnt help but notice her pink thong. I was

surprised. how could a pretty femme like jen go for an androgynous piece of shit like myself? anyways.. as i pulled

them off i could see how wet they were. the minute i took off my bikini briefs she started to get on top of me. As

she did she pulled my hair back and started to kiss my neck and rub my pussy. As we exchanged mutual body language

that is when the magic happened. she parted my legs so smoothly and as she did she kissed me so tenderly that i was

ready to cum the minute her pussy would fall on top of mine. the minute her pussy slipped and grinded on mine i

couldn’t help but moan. Each of her strokes felt like if i was swimming in waterfalls. Her nipples would gradually

come in and out of my mouth. I couldn’t help but feel that i was going to cum early just because her moans were so

sexy and her body was just unbelievable. She was so ubelievably wet and warm. I couldn’t help but thrust slowly

soaking in her juice. "mmm faster" she whispered as her moans were getting louder and louder. "MMMMMMM" she said.
"fuck. mmm" i uttered. as we were reaching climax i couldnt help but feel so connected to her. As we both

climaxed we couldnt help but keep on fucking. it was as if our pussies were glued and didn’t want to become

unstuck.
"keep going… mmmmmmm" she said. I loved the fact that she wanted more and more because i wanted more and

more. I found myself completely intoxicated each time i orgasmed. I wonder if she was feeling the same. "you’re so

goood.. oh god." she said before she let out a loud moan. As we orgasmed for the 80th time i could feel the energy

in the car release into a pool of satisfaction. the windows were fogged the fuck up and for the first time in my

life.. i knew what good sex was. I was in trouble.

Lesbian Stories

Tue, 08 Nov 2016 21:41:47 UTC

My sexy new neighbor

<p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; My next door neighbors had just sold their house, with 2 children, and a third one on the way, the two bedroom bungalow was getting too cramped. The new owner moved in a few days after the sale was completed, I got a quick look at her, and decided that I would pay a &quot;good Neighbor&quot; call, and welcome her to the neighborhood. </p><p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; I baked up a batch of chocolate chip cookies, and with cookie tin in hand, I knocked on her door. She opened the door, and gave me a pleasant smile. The smile dazzled me a bit, her face was beautiful, but I quickly recovered.</p><p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &quot;Welcome to the neighborhood, I’m Delores Croizont, your next door neighbor, and I’d like to officially welcome you with a fresh batch of chocolate chip cookies.&quot; I said.</p><p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Her smile became radiant, and she replied, &quot;Please, come in, I’m Laura Mellson, and it’s so nice of you to welcome me. Follow me to the kitchen, do you like milk and cookies as much as I do?&quot; she added, her eyes twinkling.</p><p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; With a big smile, I said, &quot;Love it!&quot;</p><p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; She led the way, and I sized her up. She looked to be about the same age as my 50 years, like me, she had kept her shape well, nice firm breasts, a big bigger than my 34C’s, a trim waist, and a little extra flare to her hips, just like mine, the shorts she was wearing showed off a nice, heart shaped bottom, and strong, but sexy legs. </p><p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; I watched her as she got down two glasses, two plates, and poured out the milk. I could feel a stirring, even though I’m basically a hetero lady, her body, face, and sweet smile had warmed me up. </p><p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; At the kitchen table, we exchanged a short bio of our lives, I told her I was 50, my husband had died in a car accident 3 years ago, and I was living alone. She told me that she was 51, her husband had been killed in an industrial accident a year ago, and the family home had become too much of a remembrance of how much they had, and would no longer have. </p><p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Her voice a bit unsteady, she said, &quot;I figured the best thing to do would be to move, find a smaller house, get a new start.&quot;</p><p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Thinking that she was probably working out to keep herself in shape, I asked her if she’d like to join my health club, and was delighted when she accepted. It would be great to have a friend to go to the gym with me. </p><p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; A few minutes later, I left, so she could unpack boxes, and I could do some shopping. </p><p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; When night was starting to fall, I was restless, and I wondered if Laura was up to a glass of wine, and maybe some more talk. I picked up a bottle of Merlot, two glasses, and headed over. The front area of the house was dark, but I saw some subdued light through the windows overlooking the patio. I stepped onto the patio deck, and walking up to the patio door, I was just about to rap on it when my hand froze. </p><p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Laura was reclining on the couch, totally nude, her hands roaming urgently, hungrily over her body. She was watching a girl on girl porn DVD, a busty blonde and a hot, sultry redhead were making mad, passionate love, bodies twined together, Laura was watching the show, and stroking herself urgently. One hand roamed over her breasts, I watched her stiff, red nipples, fingers tweaking at them, her other hand buried between her legs, I could hear the moans and grunts of passion as she got closer to orgasm.</p><p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; On the DVD, the blonde and redhead formed a lesbian 69, licking at each other hungrily, and that did it. </p><p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &quot;Yes, yes, lick me baby, lick my cunt, god I love to be eaten, lick my cunt, yes lick it, lick it, cumming, oh fuck YESSSSS!&quot;</p><p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Her body shook wildly, her voice spiraling up to a howl, as her orgasm grabbed her and shook her, her body shuddering in climactic joy, until she slumped back, breathless and drained. The TV screen went dark, and I got a brief glimpse of her silhouette in the doorway between the TV room and her bedroom as she went to bed.</p><p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; My body was tingling in all the right places after watching that. I remembered my husband and our sex life, when we were married, we made love every day, on the weekends, at least twice a day.&nbsp; I masturbate frequently and satisfyingly, since I had been widowed. I was in no mood for the bar scene, quick, meaningless fucks from horny guys just eager for a body to fuck, and nothing more.</p><p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; With images of Laura masturbating fresh in my mind, I soon found myself naked in my bed, my hands urgently roaming, touching, rubbing, caressing. Reaching down, I could feel the glistening wetness of my lust awaiting me, and my trusty 9 inch dildo slid deep up me with well practiced ease, I growled with pleasure as I felt my sugar walls get the splitting I needed. Sliding the dildo in and out, I could feel my hips start the thrusting, just like I would thrust my hips up at my husband’s 9 inch pussy splitter when we were married. With the fingertips of my other hand strumming at my clit, the waves of orgasm came quickly, wonderfully and uncontrollably. I reached down and buried the dildo one last time, cupping my hand around my sex, I closed my legs around my hand and rolled over onto my side, shivering in blissful fulfillment as the climax shook through my body. </p><p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; As I drifted through the dreamy afterglow, I reflected that I’d just had one of the strongest, most enjoyable orgasms of my life. The fact that watching Laura had warmed me up did not go unnoticed, and I was wondering how Laura would feel about that. Would she be mortified? Would she be happy? Would it fill her with a lust, and would she want to see me masturbating for her, want to see me in the grip of orgasm? The idea of being in the same room, masturbating with her made my body tingle. It had happened to me when I was younger, first with my sister, then at summer camp. My mind drifted back, as I recalled what had happened…..</p><p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; My first year at summer camp, I was 11. We were assigned beds in a dormitory style cabin, the first few nights, sleeping in unfamiliar surroundings, and trying to sleep in a large room with so many girls, it was a struggle to get to sleep, so I was awake for a few hours. I could hear a few sounds like squeaking bedsprings, and what sounded like stifled cries. I was mystified as to what was making those sounds. </p><p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; When I got home, I asked my 14 year old sister Nicole about it, to see if she could shed any light on the mystery. She heard me out, then giggled.</p><p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &quot;No mystery about it, they were playing with themselves!&quot;</p><p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Seeing my blank look, Nicole said, &quot;Hooo, you don’t know what I mean, do you? Does the word masturbation mean anything to you?&quot;</p><p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; It did not, and Nicole gently explained about how girls could get funny feelings down there, and that masturbation, or &quot;playing with yourself&quot;, could relieve those funny feelings, and make a girl feel really good. </p><p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; After hearing this, I insisted that she show me what she meant, and she did. I stared, open mouthed, as Nicole stripped naked, facing me, a smile on her lips, she seemed to like the idea of being naked in front of her little sister, making sure I got a good, long look. Her breasts had started to develop, while I was still flat as a board, and Nicole had a sparse, wispy covering of dark pubic hair developing, while I was still bare in that area. The idea that I was seeing what I would become in a few years excited me. Nicole lay down, spread her legs, and with her fingers busy around her sex, she brought herself to a noisy, juicy orgasm. Those funny feelings down there were now in full flower inside me, my god, I felt like I was on fire.</p><p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &quot;Strip down sis, and let me help you out&quot; Nicole cooed.</p><p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; In a few moments, I was naked before her. I saw Nicole checking out my body and my hairless mound with a twinkle in her eyes. I felt a feeling of tickling heat as I displayed my nude body for my sister’s eyes. She had me lie back, she lay down next to me, and then she gently took my right hand, and brought it down to my pussy.</p><p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &quot;Now, stroke along your lips, tickle just inside yourself, feel the feelings grow.&quot;</p><p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; I did so, and I could feel my body start that building excitement. </p><p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &quot;Now, feel up a little higher, you’ll find a bump of flesh just above your opening, it’s called a clitoris. Stroke gently at your clit, keep it up, and you’ll get the relief you need&quot; Nicole cooed. </p><p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; I did as she instructed, and oh my god, what a feeling. It felt almost like electric shocks were zapping away at my inner walls, and I was letting out continuous moans and groans of pleasure. </p><p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &quot;That’s it sis, keep doing that, let me see my little sister cum&quot; Nicole whispered huskily in my ear.&nbsp;&nbsp; </p><p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; That did it, and I could feel my body shaking, unintelligible sounds of pleasure coming from me, as I felt the first orgasm of my life roar over me. My god, I’d never suspected such all encompassing pleasure existed, and I heard an answering howl of joy from Nicole. Turning my head, I saw her next to me on the bed, legs spread, her eyes fixed on me, fingering herself wildly to another orgasm, spurred on by watching her little sister’s first climax.</p><p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; At summer camp the next year, more 12 year olds had apparently discovered masturbation like I had, and in the darkness, lots more squeaking bedsprings, slick fingers, squelching sounds of slick fingers rubbing wildly at creamy centers, and stifled cries of pleasure filled the dormitory. I was one of them, rubbing at my horny little pussy, and hearing the symphony of lust around me, from other equally horny 12 year olds made my orgasm extra strong, I really had to stifle what would had been quite a loud shriek of pleasure. </p><p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Remembering it all had heated my lust up again, and with those images in my mind, and adding in Laura’s sexy body in the throes of orgasm, I plunged three fingers into my sopping cunt, and started to finger-fuck my self furiously, my other hand skilfully diddling my twitching clit, the wet squelch of my burning fuck-hole adding to my mental pleasures I was running. All too soon, I was thrusting my hips up, wishing I had a hard, horny cock fucking me, and again my horny cunt exploded, knocking the breath out of my body in a loud shriek of pleasure, my body shaking in the grip of orgasm as I felt my inner walls clutching at my fingers.</p><p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; I reached down and cupped my sex, feeling the throbs of orgasm fading. I love to cup my hand over my mound right after climax. Closing my legs around my hand, I rolled over onto my side and let out a long, exhausted breath and stayed balled up like that for several minutes, feeling delirious and dreamy with contentment. </p><p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; As sleep started to drift closer, I made up my mind to see what I could develop with my sexy new neighbor. </p>

Lesbian Stories

Mon, 31 Dec 2012 11:04:34 UTC

The sex maidens

Prologue

After the collapse of the world government and its iron fist terror grip on power for 7 years mankind had been nearly decimated..

The remaining survivors vowed to never again make the mistakes of the past opting for the first time in human history for a stateless society where people would organize themselves as they see fit a panarchy.

Out of the ashes of the old world many of the survivors specially women had been sold as sex slaves by the former ruling elite and of those most had no skills other than prostitution. A group of these women created the order of the sex maidens

Like post apocalyptic Geishas and Scorts combination they differentiated themselves from everyone by never wearing any clothes only high heel shoes and a belt in which they carried whatever currency they preferred be it gold,silver or bitcoin the only surviving fiat currency of the old world, a sidearm and pepper spray for protection as the order vowed never to be victims again but the biggest currency they used to trade goods and services was sex itself.

At any moment they would be fondled,suckled and made to cum in exchange for just about everything under the sun if they wanted to use their sex as currency.

After many years the order rose in both prestige and popularity many girls dreamed of becoming Sex Maidens the order set 16 as the age limit and this where our story begins.

Lesbian Stories

Mon, 04 Jan 2016 11:59:14 UTC