Our Lesbian Fantasies: 10 Story Lesbian Taboo Collection W/ BONUS! (Lesbian Taboo Romance)

by Nicolette Dane

  As passion mounted within her, Callie got an idea. She suddenly rolled herself over so that she was near the edge of the bed and rested on her side. Reaching down to the floor, she quickly unzipped her bag with her dry hand and fumbled through the contents until she found a small velvet sack, scrunched at the top and tightened with a string. She brought the sack up to the bed with her and lay back, opening it and retrieving a stainless steel item from within.

  Callie looked on this small plug, pointed at one end and a bulb at the other. On the head of this bulb was a black onyx stone, a thin but slightly curved circle, smooth and shiny. Reaching down, Callie ran her fingers once more through her pussy, sopping up the wetness therein, accumulating the moisture on her fingertips. When she brought her hand back up, she inspected her fingers and saw sticky globules of pale grool juices coating her fingers. Touching her fingers together a few times, she created thin strings of elasticity between them before finally running her wet hand over the stainless steel plug to give it some lubricant.

  Flipping back over to her stomach, Callie lifted her ass up into the air and brought the plug around to her rear side. Her wet fingers returned to her pussy, slowly manipulating her clit in fervid and firm circles, while her other hand guided the plug toward her puckered asshole. First she felt the tip of the plug prod at her hole, the thin rounded edge attempting to dilate her ass. Reaching her fondling hand back, she applied more of her natural lubricant to her ass and then gave the butt plug another pressured push against her little wrinkled knot.

  Callie’s breathing was steady and slow and her mind flitted to thoughts of Sofia and her creamy breasts. She imagined Sofia’s tits seeping milk from her nipples, white runny fluid oozing out. Relaxing into the pleasure now, Callie felt her ass open slightly, allowing the tip of the plug to enter her. It sent shockwaves through her body. She grabbed onto her pussy lips and gave them a couple resolved yanks, then squeezing her lips around her clit and pulling at that as well.

  With a couple more deep breaths and some compelled pushes, the stainless steel plug goaded her crinkled ring into opening up and it wasn’t long before Callie was able to push the toy inside of her ass. Her lubricated hole gaped as the thicker bulb of the plug moved inside and then closed around the thinner stem, leaving just the onyx jewel on the end of the plug exposed.

  “Fuck,” Callie called in an aroused and exasperated tone. It felt incredible to have the plug inside of her, her ass filled and stretched and occupied by the smooth toy.

  With her ass packed, Callie focused again on her pussy, allowing her fingers to whip at her clit in swift circles. Her mind focused solely on an image of Sofia, nude and squeezing at her tits, squirting out milk, letting it drip down over her ballooned stomach. As Callie fucked herself, ass in the air, with each ardent breath her hole expanded and contracted, persuading the stone at the end of the plug to jostle around.

  Callie began to feel a prickly sensation in her toes, a slight twinkle of numbness and coldness. Her hot breathing grew more frequent, her chest heaving as she masturbated herself there on the bed in only her t-shirt. A thin bead of grool dripped from her pussy, slinking down from between her lips and wobbling until it fell to one side and attached to her inner thigh. Callie could feel herself brimming with excitement and delight, her heart beating quicker and her body heat rising.

  “Gah!” she exclaimed as it all came crashing together. Her lower half juddered and quivered, her thighs wobbled until she felt like she couldn’t hold herself up anymore. Callie fell down onto the bed, her hand still firmly against her pussy. Instead of fondling herself, however, she simply held on to her pussy, gripping it tenderly and affectionately.

  Callie felt lightheaded, almost drunk, a sense of relief and completion coursing through her limbs. Her pussy felt heated, enflamed, and it throbbed in syncopation with her speedy heartbeats. She took a deep, full breath to steady herself as the orgasm ran its sequence throughout her body. Her skin tingled with goosebumps, her mind emptied, a wave of calming leisure washed over her. Still, she could feel that stainless steel butt plug lodged up her ass, filling her and pleasuring her as it pumped against her with each bottomless breath.

  “God,” pined Callie, burying her head into the soft pillows. As she started to balance herself, her breath slowing, she thought about Sofia again and that her stepsister may have started to wonder what happened to her. After a few more exhales, Callie reached down her legs and found her pale green panties still hanging around her knees. Grabbing at them, she hiked them up her thighs and over her ass, repositioning them and arranging them for comfort.

  Callie felt the butt plug remain inside of her and grinned to herself, wiggling her ass slightly to feel the toy’s pressure.

  Spinning over and lying on her back, Callie looked out of the window towards the seas and sighed contentedly. Her long blonde hair with its lazy curls spilled out over the pillow. She was so happy that she had decided to visit her stepsister. It would certainly be an interesting weekend.

  *

  Callie and Sofia sat together at a table out on Sofia’s back deck, the sun setting down over the ocean out past the beach. Sofia was dressed in a long lightweight white dress, the fabric tight against her body at her pregnant belly and her breasts. Her breasts pushed out against the white fabric and it was obvious that she was not wearing a bra, as her nipples were quite visible through the material. A gentle seaside breeze blew up against the girls, calming and slightly salty.

  Callie reached out to a bowl on the table and took a piece of mango between her fingers. Lifting it up, she slid it into her mouth and chewed.

  “These mangoes are delicious,” she said. “What’s the spice?”

  “Chili and lime,” said Sofia. “It’s the best treat.”

  “It’s excellent,” said Callie, going in for another piece.

  “Did you have a good nap?” asked Sofia with a devilish look in her eye.

  “The bed’s really comfortable,” said Callie, smiling back at her stepsister.

  “I heard some noises coming from in there,” said Sofia. “I thought maybe I should check on you.”

  “Mmm,” pondered Callie, squirming a bit in her seat. She could still feel the plug up inside of her and at Sofia’s mention of her noises she felt little pangs of arousal move through her limbs.

  “You didn’t sound like you were sleeping,” pushed Sofia, reaching her hand across the table and softly caressing the back of Callie’s hand. “Unless you moan in your sleep.”

  “I wasn’t exactly sleeping,” said Callie cautiously. “I was just… relieving some pressure.”

  “Oh, I see,” said Sofia nodding, a light flicking her brown eyes. “You could have asked me to join you.”

  “Sofia!” exclaimed Callie. “What are you talking about?”

  “Well,” started Sofia matter-of-factly. “Since getting this,” she said and motioned to her belly. “I haven’t been able to join in on a – how did you say? – a mutual pressure relieving.”

  “We’re sisters,” said Callie quietly, as though she were telling a secret.

  “Oh, come on,” said Sofia, flippantly waving her hand. “Stepsisters. We are still women.”

  Callie’s mind began to race, her heart thumping, at Sofia’s implication. She thought back to her self-pleasure and her visions of her stepsister. Looking Sofia up and down, she again considered how beautiful this Latina truly was. Callie looked to Sofia’s swollen chest, saw Sofia’s nipples poking at the thin cotton of her dress, each nipple spotted with a subtle milky moisture saturating the fabric.

  “I don’t know what you’re talking about,” said Callie, looking away and attempting to stifle her desire.

  “Come off it,” said Sofia. “I notice how you look at me.”

  “How do I look at you?” said Callie with apprehension, slightly worried about being found out.

  “You forget that I am lesbian,” said Sofia. “I am not dumb.”

  “I don’t think you’re dumb
,” said Callie, meeting her stepsister’s eyes with her own. She could feel that anal toy pulsing, stuffed, throbbing.

  “Do you like these?” said Sofia, bringing her hands up to her large breasts, cupping them, and giving them each a firm squeeze. As she did this, the wet spots on her dress grew darker.

  “I’m not a lesbian, Sofia,” said Callie, the timbre of her voice indicative of a fib.

  “I never said you were,” said Sofia. “But I bet you’re curious.”

  Callie watched her stepsister fondle her own tits, noticing a thin stream of wetness move down the front of Sofia’s dress darkening the cloth.

  “You are on vacation,” said Sofia impishly. “Maybe you should try things different than at home.”

  “What do you mean?” said Callie, her mind still putting up a front but her body easing into anticipation and excitement.

  “I like you,” said Sofia. “You are a gorgeous woman. That blonde hair, that thin body,” Sofia smiled softly and shook her head.

  “I like you, too,” admitted Callie, placing her sweaty palms on her bare thighs.

  “I know,” said Sofia. “Follow me,” she said, standing up from her chair. Sofia leisurely walked across the deck toward a large cushioned chaise, a wide comfortable bench. Without questioning her stepsister, Callie stood up and followed Sofia as though she were in a trance.

  Sofia leaned over and took the bottom of her dress and adeptly pulled it up, over her protruding belly, and swiftly lifted it off over her head. Her hair still looked perfectly tussled but that wasn’t what Callie focused on. Rather, Callie looked upon her stepsister’s fully nude body standing in front of her. Her ample chest, just as she had seen before, each nipple softly moist from lactation, stuck out seductively from her body. Sofia’s belly was big and firm, hanging perfectly over her waist. And down below her mound was peppered with black fur, groomed neatly and inviting.

  Sitting down on the chaise, Sofia looked to Callie and patted the seat next to her.

  Callie sauntered over toward where Sofia sat and just as she was about to sit down next to her stepsister, Sofia stopped her.

  “No,” said Sofia, putting her hand up. “You need to take your clothes off.”

  “My clothes?” said Callie, looking around. “Won’t somebody see us out here?”

  “Who?” said Sofia. “Nobody can see through those trees. It’s perfectly hidden up here.”

  “Hmm,” said Callie, once more looking for some way they could be spotted. Once she was convinced that they were hidden, she slowly lowered her hands to her shorts and unbuttoned them. The shorts fell off of her hips and landed on the wooden deck below, pooling at her bare feet. Sofia raised an eyebrow as she looked on at Callie’s pale green panties, a thin wet strip noticeable down the front of Callie’s slit.

  “I’m not as curvy as you,” said Callie, feeling a bit self-conscious.

  “You’re beautiful,” said Sofia. “Keep going.”

  Callie took the hem of her t-shirt in her hands and lifted it up over her head, letting her breasts spill out form underneath. Her tits were perky, projecting out as though they were weightless, her small nipples hard with exhilaration at the scene that was unfolding. Dropping her hands, she slid her fingers into the elastic of her panties and shimmied them down her legs, kicking them off her feet.

  Standing there totally naked in front of Sofia, Callie’s pale white skin contrasted with Sofia’s brown skin. Sofia reached a finger out and traced it through Callie’s blonde pubic hair, making a little circle in the curls.

  “Are you getting excited yet?” asked Sofia seductively.

  “Mm hmm,” said Callie, nodding bashfully. “I’ve never been with a woman before,” she said. “But I have been thinking about you.”

  “Turn around and let me see you,” said Sofia, twirling her finger like a command.

  Callie followed Sofia’s order and spun her body around so that her stepsister could see her entire naked form.

  “Stop,” directed Sofia just as Callie’s backside faced her. “What is this?” Sofia reached out to Callie’s ass and tugged softly on the butt plug lodged up inside of her.

  “It’s a… you know,” said Callie timorously.

  “Oh, I know,” grinned Sofia. She wrapped her fingers around the onyx head of the plug and slowly turned it. As she did this, Callie’s ass squirmed and she pumped her feet.

  “Mmm,” moaned Callie. “That feels nice.”

  “How about this?” said Sofia, reaching her hand through Callie’s legs and raising her palm up to cup Callie’s pussy. Sofia softly dragged her fingers through Callie’s fur and then landed on her clit, diddling it tenderly as her warm hand put pressure on Callie’s lips.

  “I like that, too,” said Callie, feeling her thighs quake with Sofia’s touch.

  “Come sit next to me,” said Sofia, removing her hand from between Callie’s legs. Callie complied and sat next to her pregnant stepsister, anxiously awaiting whatever was next.

  Sofia draped an arm around Callie and leaned in, fondly pushing her lips against Callie’s and instigating a slow, sultry kiss. Callie easily accepted this affection, returning Sofia’s amorous kiss. Their kiss quickly escalated in passion, the women tilting their heads and closing their eyes as they proceeded. As though it were a reflex, Callie raised her hand and began to squeeze at one of Sofia’s tits, pinching her nipple, fondling and handling. Sofia moaned into Callie’s mouth, obviously enjoying her stepsister’s advance.

  “They ache so bad,” sighed Sofia into Callie’s lips. “Squeeze more.”

  Continuing to kiss Sofia, Callie fulfilled her stepsister’s request and squeezed more firmly at her breast. As she did this, Sofia’s tit started to seep a pale white liquid, dripping beads of milk down the front until one pressured squeeze caused Sofia’s nipple to squirt a thin stream of cream out a few feet from where they say, landing below them on the deck.

  “That’s nice,” said Sofia, slowly lying back on the chaise and bringing Callie down with her. “Get more out.”

  Callie, lying next to Sofia, scooted down a bit on the bench so that she was facing Sofia’s engorged tit. Her passion started to overtake her and she lowered to head, opening her mouth, and wrapping her lips around Sofia’s dark brown nipple. Callie suckled at it, using her hand to continue squeezing on Sofia’s breast to coax the creaminess out.

  “Ay hermana!” exclaimed Sofia, melting into the cushion below and squirming slightly to get comfortable.

  As Callie sucked, she could feel Sofia’s nipple spurting hot milk into her mouth, spraying over her teeth and tongue, and as her mouth filled up she zealously swallowed the load of cream down her throat. Callie felt impossibly turned on by this. The sound of the waves crashing into the beach could be heard in the distance, the sunlight diminishing behind them, and the soft calls of seagulls resounding over the water.

  Reaching her hand down, Callie began to gently pet her fingers through Sofia’s short pubic hair. Before long, Callie was petting Sofia’s moistening pussy lips, pushing her fingers between them, caressing the soft flesh inside. She continued to slurp the creamy wetness from Sofia’s swelled breast, each pump of milk that streamed into her mouth made her eagerness increase and her fondling grow more passionate.

  Sofia moved her fingers to her other tit and began stroking it, massaging it as Callie pleasured her, and soon she was squirting milk out this nipple, those thin strings jetting up into the air and landing haphazardly around and on their naked figures.

  “Shit, that’s nice,” moaned Sofia, her chest heaving as her breathing quickened.

  Callie plunged her fingers inside of Sofia’s drenched pussy, easily entering her stepsister’s womanhood, and began to methodically thrust. When she did this, Sofia’s hips jostled and she squirmed where she lay. Pulling back from Sofia’s nipple, Callie took a deep breath and wiped at the milky dribbles around her lips. Callie looked up to Sofia’s beautiful face, her mouth agape, her brow furrowed, consumed by pleasured
ecstasy.

  Turning her body around, Callie moved her face in towards Sofia’s mound, her legs lying upwards on the chaise. As soon as she made this rearrangement, Sofia reached out and took the onyx bulb between Callie’s cheeks and began manipulating it, twirling it in soft circles, threatening to pull it out only to push it back in. This drove Callie wild and she reflexively buried her face between Sofia’s legs, latching her mouth onto her clit and suckled from the little fleshy nub, still with the taste of Sofia’s milk in her mouth.

  Callie felt so turned on, so amped up, as she ate out her stepsister and had her ass played with. She could feel slow viscous drips of grool emanate from her throbbing pussy lips. Occasionally Sofia’s hand would snake between Callie’s legs to give her lips a squeeze, only to return to controlling the toy inside of Callie’s asshole. Callie could feel an elusive numbness in her toes.

  She licked deeper against Sofia’s sopping slit, running her tongue from her stepsister’s clit, through her pussy lips, and down to her taint. The taste of milk began to leave her mouth and become replaced with the musky saltiness of Sofia’s wet pussy. At times, Callie felt Sofia pull the butt plug half way out of her ass, her hole dilating with the tug, only for Sofia to push it back inside. Looking upwards for a moment, Callie saw Sofia playing with her tit with her opposite hand, jerking at her nipple, and squeezing pale streams of cream out. The milk shot out to Sofia’s belly, forming rivulets that eventually ran back down her belly and pooled below her breasts.

  It was all some crazy dream for Callie, some taboo lusty occurrence that she had never even considered. And it was magical. The taste of Sofia’s pussy hung heavy in her mouth and just the thought of her stepsister yanking milk from her tit gave Callie a tingly buzz in her pussy. Callie felt that she could come already, felt herself approaching that cliff and desiring so much to leap over it. She felt her thighs begin to quiver, the shakes growing greater each time Sofia pulled at the plug in her rearside.