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I Hate Her! Ch. 01

by pjonkml on Sep 13, 2017
Lesbian Sex

I hated her almost immediately. She was such a jerk, and she was entirely too cocky. So how had I ended up in her bed, on my back, screaming her name? It's a bit of a story. * I walked into Boden Hall, ready to begin a new semester. I was excited about my Junior year, and couldn't wait for the semester to get underway. I got up to my room, unpacked my thin...

I Hate Her! Ch. 02

by pjonkml on Sep 13, 2017
Lesbian Sex

Dee and I were lying in bed one Saturday morning, just being lazy. We were watching cartoons of all things. One of the characters had the dilemma of choosing between two girls. He went back and forth between the two, and in the end, he was alone. I laughed. "I don't see why he just didn't pick one," I said. "Maybe he couldn't choose. They might both have g...

Rock Paper Scissors

by ThickerThanASnicker on Sep 25, 2017
Lesbian Sex

I hate Rock, Paper, Scissors. At least when it caused me to have to do something I didn't want to do. It was the tradition my roommates and I utilized to decide- well, everything. In many cases I won and wasn't forced to do whatever task that struck up the game, but tonight wasn't my night. Three rounds and I was on my way to the grocery store to pick up the...

Hotel Amelia

by SeleneW on Sep 16, 2017
Lesbian Sex

I hate elevators. The way they bounce along their cables creeps me out. Mostly, I hate elevators because I get stuck in a small space with unfamiliar people in my bubble. Today I had the pleasure of sharing a lift with a middle-aged bald man getting off on seven. Well, I wasn't sure if he would be getting off tonight, but we were at a hotel, so the probabi...

Goody Two-Shoes Ch. 07

by KarennaC on Sep 16, 2017
Lesbian Sex

I hated filling out job applications. I'd lucked into my previous job without having to do an application; the owner of the convenience store where I'd worked had given me a break because he knew my next-door neighbor. But since my boyfriend had talked me into quitting that job a few days earlier, I had to find another job, and I didn't have anyone to call i...

You Know You're Right

by powderpinkangel on Sep 13, 2017
Lesbian Sex

“I hate doing laundry!” Emma snapped, storming into her flat and slamming the front door behind her. “Emma!” Rachel groaned, lifting her head from the sofa, “You woke me up…” “Don’t expect me to have any sympathy for you.” “Be nice to me. I’m not feeling well.” “It’s self-inflicted. You shouldn’t have drunk so much last night,” she said sanctimoniously,...

Jill & Kate

by Sottomesso_Slut on Sep 16, 2017
Lesbian Sex

"I hate coming home, knowing Thomas will not be home tonight, or any time soon. I can't believe it's only been a week since they deployed." said Jill Brown as she closed the door to the house she and her husband shared with his best friend, Marcus Clark, and his wife, Kate. "I miss him so fucking much. I'm not sleeping well, which is making me cranking at wo...

The Move

by dgowre on Sep 14, 2017
Lesbian Sex

I hate moving. Mind you, this was my very first move so my experience was, you might say, limited, but those of you who have moved and I must think that's most of you, know what I mean. My name is Sally. I'm a country girl and I was in the process of moving to the city for the first time. Oh, did I mention I hate moving? I'm twenty-one, considered pretty b...

Rehearsal

by merelyme on Sep 16, 2017
Lesbian Sex

I hate days when I run late, forgetting half of what I was supposed to grab as I run out the door. It was one of those days; I grabbed the costume and had to run back for the sewing kit. I forgot the measurement sheets, had to turn back around to go get them and then remembered while I was there that the cast list wasn't in my bag. Chaos where there should b...

Mutually Beneficial

by GeorgiaSparks on Sep 16, 2017
Lesbian Sex

Shane hated Chloe. He hated all his patients on some level, but Chloe most of all. Maybe it was because she was too smart for her own good. Maybe it was her terrible self-righteousness. Her teenage narcissism. He couldn't pin point it. All he knew was his hate was so arousing, and having her around always heightened the hatred so deliciously. Chloe saw Shan...