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

by Nicolette Dane

  Callie felt Sofia’s hand lightly touch her head and then Sofia’s bottom half started to tremble. From up above, Sofia’s moans grew steadier, more frequent, louder, and this persuaded Callie to redouble her efforts, suckling deeply from her stepsister’s soaked clit. Sofia’s hips were thrusting, her belly raising and lowering with each belabored breath, and then suddenly Sofia was squealing, crying in a high pitched groan, her thighs going rigid.

  Continuing to lick her stepsister through orgasm, Callie felt Sofia grab onto her butt plug hard and start to pull it out. Her hole widened as the stainless steel plug’s girth pressured against her crinkled ass. Callie’s knees went weak and her lithe legs shivered, her pussy pulsated and dripped, and she felt stars in her eyes.

  The two young women, stepsisters, were coming hard together.

  As Callie felt the entire plug leave her ass, she heard a thud as Sofia dropped the plug to the wooden deck below them. Callie’s ass clenched and released with each orgasmic pulse that coursed through her. While she had ceased her licking of her stepsister’s pussy, her lips hovered still around Sofia’s wetness and Callie could feel Sofia’s breaths through the palpitations of her hole.

  The next thing Callie knew, she was softening into the cushion of the chaise, focused on her breathing, feeling the humid dampness between her thighs. Her pale white flesh stuck to the darker flesh of her stepsister, a warmth and sweatiness between their skin. Her heart felt as though it were beating out of her chest, banging against her insides, as she experienced the prickling sensations of energy moving through her entire body.

  “Dios mio, that was good,” cooed Sofia, placing her hands on her big belly and working out her breath. “For a first time, you know how to treat a pussy.”

  “Thank you,” sighed Callie between breaths. She was spent, exhausted, barely able to move.

  Sofia unstuck her skin from Callie’s, shuffled around, and sat up. Callie opened her eyes and watched as her stepsister stood up from the chaise, stretching her arms up in the air.

  “I feel energized,” said Sofia with excitement in her voice. Callie looked Sofia up and down, seeing drying streams of milk on her belly and her pubic hair matted with dampness. “Do you want a sparkling water?”

  “I’m okay,” said Callie, feeling like her flesh was dissolving into the cushion below her. “I’m beat.”

  “You stay,” said Sofia, grinning down at Callie. She reached out and softly pet her stepsister’s mussed blonde hair.

  Sofia then turned and trotted off, her ass bouncing, her belly bounding side to side, with each step toward the sliding glass door to the house. Before Callie knew it, Sofia disappeared inside.

  Releasing a contented sigh, Callie beamed a smile. She lowered her hand and tenderly rubbed her own pussy, joyfully feeling the throbbing wetness. The orange sun was almost gone now over the horizon, ushering in a beautiful oceanside evening. This was perfect, Callie thought to herself. She wanted more from her stepsister but for now she only wanted to relax into the afterglow. Her breaths began to steady, her ass slowly contracting as she exhaled, and she happily imagined doing it all over again with Sofia.

  Callie held herself and glowed.

  ANNA IS 18, PREGNANT, AND HAS TO PEE

  “Oh my God!” exclaimed Anna. “How much longer?” She squirmed in the passenger seat, adjusting and readjusting herself, squeezing her legs together. Anna wore a black and white striped leotard with army green short shorts over it. Her baby bump was large and apparent under the stretchy material of her clothing. As her stepsister Rachel drove down the highway, Anna held onto her belly and slowly rocked herself.

  “We’re almost there,” said Rachel, pushing a black tress of hair out of her face as she drove with one hand at the bottom of the wheel. Rachel was a slight young woman, with skinny legs sticking out of her short baggy patterned shorts. Her shorts in their looseness hung high on her legs, showing off her thighs and revealing just a hint of her pale pink panties underneath. Up top a black fitted t-shirt covered her small chest and contrasted in color against her pale skin.

  “You keep saying that,” said Anna. “But we don’t seem to get any closer. I did mention that I’m bursting right now, right?” she said, pushing her hands into her crotch now. “I have to pee so bad.”

  “I’m sorry, Anna,” said Rachel. “I’m driving the speed limit.”

  “Oh, this baby is pushing against my bladder,” mourned Anna, constricting and relaxing the muscles between her legs. She gazed out the window, her brow furrowed, watching another exit pass without the car getting off. “I think I’m just going to pee all over your car,” she admitted sadly.

  “Don’t you dare,” said Rachel. “I’ll never get it out of that cloth seat. Just keep holding it.”

  “That’s easy for you to say,” said Anna, shaking her head and looking over to her stepsister. “You don’t have a full bladder and a baby kicking at it.”

  “I’ve had to pee really bad before,” said Rachel.

  “Not like this,” said Anna, her voice vibrating with concern. “I feel like the pee is so full inside of me that it’s filling my body up to my eyes. Are my eyes yellow?”

  “Cut it out,” said Rachel. She looked over to Anna and smiled, smatterings of freckles noticeable below her dark eyes. “You’ll make it through this. We’re so close.”

  “I’ve let out some pee dribbles,” said Anna, looking down to her crotch and running her hand over her shorts between her legs. “I can feel my panties getting wet.”

  “Just please don’t go in my car,” begged Rachel. “Look, this is my exit.” She pointed the car toward the exit ramp and decelerated as they came to a red light.

  “I could just cry,” said Anna, trying to busy herself by fussing with her reddish brown hair. She pulled it back into a ponytail and then released it, then she did it again. Her legs wobbled and squeezed, the sensation of urgency and an overfilled bladder the only thing she could focus on. Anna felt another dribble of urine exit her, run down her pussy, and moisten the backside of her panties.

  “Babe, we’re so close to my condo,” said Rachel, making a turn at an intersection. “We’re on my street. Just another few minutes.”

  “It’s almost too late,” said Anna, nodding absentmindedly. “I really don’t think I can hold it much longer.”

  “Just sit tight,” said Rachel. “Hold it in. You can do this.”

  “It’s still seeping out,” said Anna, feeling her shorts once again. “Drip by drip. My panties feel cold and wet,” she said with a tear in her eye. “Rachel, this is bad. I’m going to explode.”

  “We’re here,” said Rachel, directing the car into the parking lot of her condo building. She swiftly pulled into an empty spot and shut off the car.

  “The door’s locked!” cried out Anna as she tried the door handle over and over, desperately attempting to get out of the car.

  “Sorry!” said Rachel, unlocking the car and opening her own door. Anna threw her door open as well, and then the two young women raced toward the condo building, wanting to get up to Rachel’s condo as quickly as they could.

  *

  Rachel threw the door to her condo open wide and got out of the way, letting Anna quickly bypass her. Anna raced into the condo, holding herself with both hands, trotting along with her knees crooked, her flip-flops sliding over the smooth wood floor. Following her stepsister inside, Rachel watched as Anna scurried away.

  “No! No! No!” exclaimed Anna, a rivulet of urine running down her leg as she raced toward the bathroom.

  “Are you peeing right now?” said Rachel. “Anna, just get to the bathroom!” Rachel saw little pools of urine accumulating on the floor as her stepsister dashed across the condo toward the bathroom.

  Anna saw the bathroom door and could think of nothing else but getting herself in there and finding sweet relief. But the pressure on her bladder was mounting, and she did all she could to clench and hold it in. Still, a thin stream of piss was steadily leaving
her, running down her leg, and dripping to the floor. She could feel wetness on her ankle and by this time, her panties felt sopping underneath her.

  Busting through the bathroom door, Anna undid the button on her shorts but removing her clothing felt like a futile move. She was wearing shorts, a leotard, panties underneath, just far too many items to subtract before she could pee. Thinking fast, Anna saw the bathtub as she came into the bathroom and immediately hopped into it. She unzipped her shorts and let them drop to her ankles and then, her mind filled with urgency, she relaxed and released.

  The fabric of the striped leotard between her legs grew darker and then suddenly yellow streams began to drain out from either side, channeling down her inner thighs and falling to the porcelain tub below her. An intense look of relief covered Anna’s face as she continued to piss herself. She put her hands on the side of her head and relaxed into the experience, letting the liquid flow out of her, feeling her panties completely drenched with piss, hearing the soft piddle noises reverberate as they hit the hard tub beneath her feet. Anna took a deep breath, sighed, and continued gushing urine.

  Rachel entered the bathroom and saw her stepsister standing in the tub, hands on her head, a joyous smile painted across her lips. She watched as the yellow piss drained down the side of Anna’s legs, little rivers twisting and turning as they ran down her soft white skin.

  “Ah,” sighed Anna happily, opening her eyes now and seeing her stepsister watching her. “Sorry, Sis,” she said, still pissing herself. “I couldn’t hold it any longer.”

  “That’s okay,” said Rachel with a smile. “I’m glad you made it to the tub.”

  Now in a much more relaxed state of mind, Anna reached between her legs and pulled the fabric of her leotard and panties to the side. With her other hand she took hold of her pussy, spread her lips, and bent back slightly, now able to aim the stream of piss away from her body. A twirling jet of yellow spurted out of her toward the opposite side of the tub, making a dribbling sound as it hit the floor. Her hand holding the material of her clothing had pee coursing over it in little canals, dripping off her skin, and dropping haphazardly down to her feet.

  Anna squirted a thin stream of piss and then stopped. Then she did it again, this time the stream going half the distance away from her body. After a couple more spurts of liquid, she sighed loudly and released the leotard, letting it snap back to cover her drenched pussy. She looked down at herself and finally took notice of how wet she was.

  “I’m sorry,” she said, looking over to Rachel in the doorway.

  “It’s fine,” said Rachel. “I know that was tough.”

  “That was kind of fun,” said Anna with a giggle. “I’ve never pissed myself in a shower before.”

  “I’m just glad it wasn’t in my car,” said Rachel.

  “These clothes are soaked,” said Anna, pulling the straps of the leotard down over her arms. She pushed the fabric down over her chest, revealing her sprightly breasts, each grown swollen since her pregnancy, and then drew the stretchy material over her belly. Her frame was small, as she was a lithe and slight girl, and her stomach jutted out far from the rest of her body. Moving her hands inside of the leotard at her hips, Anna took hold of her panties and heaved both items of clothing down her legs together to leave her standing in the tub completely naked.

  “You still look skinny even with that baby bump,” admitted Rachel, smiling happily as she took in the sight that was her pregnant stepsister.

  “Thanks Sis,” said Anna with a grin, turning to the side and modeling her belly. Rachel could see Anna’s light brown pubic hair, damp and matted against her mound.

  Anna bent down and picked up her heap of clothes. Pulling her white panties, now stained yellow, out from her leotard, she hung both items over the side of the tub to let them begin to dry out.

  “I guess I have to ask you for some clothes, huh?” said Anna sheepishly.

  “I’ll be right back,” said Rachel, rolling her eyes but smiling nonetheless.

  *

  Anna leaned backwards against Rachel’s kitchen counter as she watched Rachel mop up her little pools of piddle from the hardwood floor. Freshly showered and wearing her stepsister’s clothes, Anna was in a purple stretchy tank top that exposed her pregnant belly and tight black boy short panties. Her swelled breasts pushed against the tensile fabric of the top, her nipples poking out and noticeable from underneath.

  “Again,” said Anna. “I’m very sorry for this. I didn’t mean to.”

  “I know,” said Rachel, looking up toward Anna and giving her a kindhearted smile. “You’re in a certain condition.” Anna laughed.

  “It’s so hard lugging this thing around,” said Anna, wrapping her hands under her exposed belly. “I can’t wait to push this little monster out.” Reaching a hand around, Anna pulled the tight fabric of the panties out of her ass and then stretched out the front.

  “Are you going to move out of the house and get a place with Rick?” asked Rachel, leaning the mop up against the wall.

  “Eh,” said Anna.

  “Eh?” replied Rachel. “Are things not going well?”

  “I mean, we’re both 18,” said Anna. “I don’t know if this is who I want to spend forever with. He’s been kinda getting on my nerves lately.”

  “Well, he is your baby daddy,” said Rachel.

  “Yeah, I know,” said Anna. “We’ll see. I’ll probably stay at home for a little while longer and try to figure some things out.”

  “You have my support in whatever you do,” said Rachel, stepping closer to her stepsister now. She reached out and wrapped her arms around Anna’s waist, pulling her in for a hug, pressing Anna’s large belly against Rachel’s flat stomach. Anna tenderly returned Rachel’s embrace, lying her head down on her stepsister’s shoulder.

  “I don’t think your Dad understands,” said Anna. “He thinks I should just go with Rick.”

  “My Dad can be a bit conservative,” said Rachel. “What about your Dad?”

  “He just wants me to be happy,” said Anna, still holding Rachel close.

  “That’s all you can really ask,” said Rachel, kissing Anna on the side of the head.

  “I don’t even know if I like guys anymore,” said Anna. “After getting put through this whole pregnancy thing, I might just stick with girls.” Rachel laughed softly and kissed her stepsister one more time.

  “Just do whatever you think is right,” said Rachel. “And don’t piss on my floor again.” The girls gently laughed together and twisted slightly in their continued hug.

  Rachel released Anna now and stepped back, assaying her stepsister up and down. She was a beautiful young woman, firm and slender but for her distended belly. Small arms, lithe legs. Anna looked adorable standing there wearing Rachel’s tank and panties, the pliable material of those little black shorts constantly scrunched and riding up on Anna’s small pelvis.

  She had always felt something different for Anna. When their families first came together, she was struck by her new stepsister’s cuteness and sassiness. Although they hadn’t ever lived together, Rachel being in college when the two first met, she felt a natural intimacy with Anna, an innate attraction to her. To get to know her better, Rachel had invited Anna up to college to stay with her one weekend, before the pregnancy, and they instantly bonded. Ever since, the two had been very close and sometimes Rachel felt like she wanted to be even closer.

  Anna reached her arms above her head and yawned wide, the tank top crawling further up her belly as she stretched.

  “I need a nap,” said Anna. “Wanna lay down for a few with me?”

  “Yeah, sure,” said Rachel. Putting her hands behind her head, Rachel quickly slung her dark black hair up into a bun with an elastic tie from around her wrist. She waved her hand, beckoning Anna to follow.

  The girls entered into Rachel’s bedroom and each sauntered to either side of the bed. The room was dimly lit, the curtains closed and covering the window to block out t
he daylight. Anna hopped up onto the bed, lying on top of the comforter. As Rachel approached she lowered her hands and slid her shorts down her legs, stepping out of them, and got up onto the bed. She wore only her t-shirt and pale pink panties now, Anna in her stepsister’s tank top and black boy shorts.

  Anna lay on her side, her pregnant belly sticking out and resting easily on the bed. Scooting up behind her, Rachel wrapped an arm around her stepsister and spooned her lovingly. The girls both smiled, happily snuggling against one another.

  “Anna?” said Rachel in a soft whisper.

  “Mm hmm?” Anna responded, her eyes closed as she begun to relax.

  “I can’t really explain it,” started Rachel, ending her statement with a long pause as she gathered her words.

  “What?” said Anna.

  “Well,” continued Rachel. “When I saw you peeing in the shower earlier, it was kind of a turn on.”

  “Really?” said Anna, nuzzling her butt back firmer against Rachel, wiggling it in soft circles.

  “I know I shouldn’t say that,” said Rachel. “But I feel like I just had to let it out.”

  “That’s okay,” said Anna with a grin on her face. “It was kind of a turn on to pee in front of you, too.”

  “Oh yeah?” said Rachel, her voice full of surprise at her young stepsister’s acceptance.

  “Maybe we could do it again,” posited Anna. “Maybe we could both pee.”

  “That could be fun,” said Rachel. She leaned in and kissed the back of her stepsister’s head gently.

  “Mmm,” sighed Anna. “I’m glad I can share things with you.”

  “I’m happy we can be so close,” added Rachel. “You’re the sister I always wanted.”

  Rachel felt anxiety brimming up inside of her, a bit of nervousness mixed with subtle sexual excitement. Being so close to her pregnant little stepsister inspired a certain exhilaration within, their bare legs touching skin on skin, her arm wrapped around Anna and Anna’s hand caressing her arm. Unable to help herself, Rachel lowered her arm and placed her hand on Anna’s ass, tenderly rubbing her small, firm cheek through the thin fabric of her panties. Anna sighed as Rachel massaged, and as Rachel continued this loving attention on her stepsister she felt an elusive wetness begin to grow between her own legs.