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Backseat Battle

by Rivals_Rapture on Sep 14, 2017
Lesbian Sex

Every weekday, Brenda would come home from a long exhausting day at the office, to find her husband watering the yard. There was nothing wrong with him watering the yard mind you, as it was a task that needed to be done, but still, it angered the blonde. For every day, at that same time, the 19-year-old neighbor girl, Samantha, decided to sunbathe, in her fr...

Backseat Battle Ch. 02

by Rivals_Rapture on Oct 21, 2019
Lesbian Sex

"No, honey... No." Refused Brenda, as her husband Mark shouted his pleas from the kitchen. "Babe, please. I know tonight's our date night. I know we had plans. But it's David... He needs a guy's night." The fit, half-handsome man's begging didn't come from a need to drink, or a desire to cheer at some playoff game, but instead, in his desire to support a f...

Fun on South Beach Ch. 07

by flaborn1957 on Sep 16, 2017
Lesbian Sex

As Angel rode in the backseat of the car with the 2 hi-powered attorneys, her mind drifted to thoughts about sweet Emi. She wondered how the teenager had done out in California. She wondered if everything had gone okay. Angel knew that the people out in California, especially L.A., could be very harsh sometimes. With Emi being so young and so new, she hoped...

New Horizons Ch. 07-09

by FemmeyFemmeFemme on Dec 7, 2020
Lesbian Sex

"So," Quinn said as she settled into the backseat of the cab with Mikey, yawning widely as she did so. "Tell me what you know about Alex Anders". Quinn stayed up way later than she should, but she couldn't stop thinking about Alex. Images of the woman gliding across the stage so effortlessly as Blanche, stealing every scene she was in with her expressive fa...

In the Arms of a Stranger

by SophiaY on Sep 16, 2017
Lesbian Sex

Here I was, in the huge backseat of a restored '57 Chevy Bel-Air with a woman whose name I couldn't remember; her mouth, tasting of whiskey and tobacco, kissing me, her callused, sure, hands slipping off my panties. My wide hips tipping up to let her, my mouth slack and open to her demanding, slippery, tongue; my head tilted, eyes open, staring at the rivule...

A Tale of Gassy Lesbians Ch. 03

by Ubiquitous101 on Sep 12, 2017
Lesbian Sex

Amy, ex-bitchy prep and current Slave-Slut of the Mistress Veronica, suddenly woke up in the backseat of a car. She could just barely hear a song she had never heard before playing on the car's radio ("Demon of Love" by The Sharp Things) "Mistress?" Amy asked uncertainly. A voice came back, "Yes." "What's going on?" The cheerleader asked. The teacher res...

The Greek System Pt. 01

by bluemoons on Sep 25, 2019
Lesbian Sex

CHAPTER ONE - "SHOTS! SHOTS! SHOTS!" Bree Dawson says she was in the backseat of a speeding car with a blindfold over her eyes. Her hands were tied behind her back and her jeans were pulled down to her knees, making hard for her to move her legs. Music was blasting as the vehicle swerved from side to side, slamming her against the windows. She could hear th...

When It Rains Pt. 07

by MarzScorpion on Sep 25, 2017
Lesbian Sex

Kymona POV When I opened the door there stood Montell. We stood eye to eye so we were about the height, but weight wise he probably weighed 185. His hair was slicked back like Billy Dee Williams and he was wearing an old school pinstripe suit with the hat and shoes to match. He might have been something to look at back in the day, but right now he just look...

Gina Ch. 01

by 2Write2Live on Sep 19, 2017
Lesbian Sex

Gina 1: An Awakening Gina was 19, an attractive young woman. Outgoing. Confident. Responsible. She presented herself well, always dressing to highlight her physical assets. She stood 5' 7" tall, slim, nice size breasts that looked right for her. She enjoyed her life, upbeat, always with a smile on her face, eagerly awaiting something that would make it broa...

The Turning Point: Sandi's Awakening

by Sandi3743 on Sep 16, 2017
Lesbian Sex

I have always led a privileged, predictable life. I was "born and raised" in the South, in a house built and owned by my mother's family since 1793. I went to an expensive and exclusive all girl's school and eventually married a nice young man from a good family. My husband went into his father's construction business and was soon making a lot of money, so w...