1. A Lesbian Love Story...Of Sorts


    Date: 5/15/2017, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Female/Female, Lesbian, Written by women, Author: jasmine walker, Rating: 92.3, Source: sexstories.com

    lightly lapping my already very wet pussy. As Emma tenderly licked my cunt, I explained to Gwen, who was well on her way to being drunk, “Gwen, I love the power of submission. For example, the little dyke under the table right now, is not someone I will love, but she is someone to have fun with. If I told her to, she would lick your cunt after she got me off. She will do everything I say tonight.” I paused and moaned when Emma slid a finger inside me, before continuing, I looked Gwen right in the eye, hinting at my true feelings, and said, “That said, I want to fall in love. Unconditional, honest, heart-stopping love. I want to share everything I am with the one I love.” Gwen responded sincerely, “Oh honey, you will find that love.” Her hand rested on my leg. I looked her straight in the eye and responded, “I already found it; she just doesn’t know it yet.” Gwen contemplated this, I think unaware at my implication, and said, “Well you have to tell her, show her, love is worth the risk.” I reflected on this said, “You think so?” “I know so,” she said, “No one would resist your charm.” “You did?” I teased, my moaning getting louder, “Hmmm, yes, I’m cumming, don’t stop slut.” I squeezed my legs around my little dyke’s head as my orgasm sent shivers throughout my whole body. As Emma returned to the table, I realized this was a perfect chance to seduce Gwen. I may never get a better chance, but she was drunk and I wanted our love, if it was to happen, to be built on a stronger ...
    platform. So I changed the subject as I said to Emma, “You are a damn fine pussy pleaser.” She blushed slightly and said, “I aim to please.” Showing my dominance to Gwen, who seemed annoyed that Emma now had my attention, I asked, “So Emma, if I asked you to crawl back under this table and please Gwen here, would you?” “Of course,” she said obviously, “I would turn this straight girl into a dyke overnight.” I laughed; Gwen blushed and looked around, avoiding eye contact of either of us. I asked, “Gwen, do you need to get off?” Gwen shook her head no, still not looking at us. Emma shrugged, “Her loss.” I then said, “Indeed it is. So Emma, you are free to go mingle.” Gwen and I sat in silence as Emma disappeared into the growing crowd until Daphne Green, the governor of our state, and her daughter sat down with us. The purple haired daughter said, “Hi coach.” I responded, “Hi Brittany. How are you doing?” “Much better now that I know you are a dyke,” she said aggressively. I teased, “And why exactly does that make today so much better for you?” “Because I have wanted to fuck you forever,” she said. “I see,” I responded not really surprised, “Well we will see how tonight plays out. But first, introductions are in order.” Gwen was speechless as she tried to comprehend seeing such a powerful person at such a club. I said, “Gwen, this is Daphne and her daughter Brittany. You probably know that Daphne here is our governor, while her rather blunt daughter is one of my volleyball players ...
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