Hey Mamas Lesbian Novels & Stories

I leaned in, peeping through the gap in the heavy cotton curtains. My brain short circuited. It wasn't Chadwick. It wasn't a man at all. My mother, Sarah, the woman that had spent her days talking about values and what was right and wasn't. Her back arched, her face a mask of pure, unadulterated pleasure. She was locked in a scissor- style embrace, grinding their pussies together with another woman, not just any woman, her best friend, Elena. I backed away, my hands trembling. My mum wasn't just cheating, she was also a lesbian? After preaching all these years about gay relationship not being right, she was ......

"You always embarrass mom!" "Do you think you're not ashamed of yourself? Huh! What did people say when papa left Mom when you was pregnant? Then did you know how I felt when I found out that my mother's marriage was just to cover up my pregnancy? You made me ashamed! I'm ashamed, Mom, when Papa's family said I was a child that caused you to get married! I was ashamed because of Mama, I was ashamed of Mama's behavior, who was nothing more than a naughty girl." Leah snapped at her mother, her facial muscles tensed. Her eyelids were wide open, and she was panting for breath. Her mother was getting angry.

“Good morning, ma.” “Good morning.” Marsha replied. She took some steps and stood in front of Anna, who fixed her eyes on her laptop screen and was pressing the keyboard non-stop. “Hey!” Marsha raised her voice. She looked around and discharged a deep breath to control herself. She lowered her voice and call. “Anna, are you blind?”

My mom had 3 jobs when I was ten, she worked a lot to pay my school bills. People keep asking me "Why did you become lesbian at a young age? You’re hot as fuck Lena, every man in this world could volunteer to be your slave if you wanted to!" Well, that's a good question and easy to answer. For me "God is a woman" How can I? Well... they bring life to this world. President, Actress, even someone fucked up like us.

*Two and a half years ago* “You cannot tell me what to do. This is my life and I’ll do what makes me happy!” Marie screamed at the top of her lungs in her parent’s small living room in a conversation with her father and mother. They had called her to discuss her life after high school, but had flared up when she told them of her intention to become a hacker.

Mom nods her head, confirming Mary's understanding. "I haven't done that since college." Mary says, her eyes wide with anticipation. "Women are the best pussy eaters, Mary. Trust me." Mom smiles. "I'm not a lesbian." Mary says. "Neither am I." Mom says, brushing her hand over Mary's bare skin. "But I know what a woman likes and I enjoy pleasuring one, occasionally." Mom says, stroking her fingers up and down between Mary's legs. Mary stares into mom's eyes, apparently weighing what she's just heard.

Mom nods her head, confirming Mary's understanding. "I haven't done that since college." Mary says, her eyes wide with anticipation. "Women are the best pussy eaters, Mary. Trust me." Mom smiles. "I'm not a lesbian." Mary says.

he asked, not looking at me. “Alyse, yes, she is my Mate” I confirmed. He spun his head and gazed at me for a moment. “Where is your male?” “There is no male. It’s just us, me and her” “Alone? Just two females?” he asked again. He didn’t sound appalled or angry, he sounded confused or, more so, interested. “Yes, a lesbian couple. No male”.

Love, Teagan The Closeted Lesbian

"Anyways, enough about your father. How are you, cara (dear)" I faked a smile. "I'm good mamma. I really am." "Don't lie to me. I know these men. How is Vito treating you? Have you had sex?" She whispered the last part. "Mamma!" I screamed as I moved away from her. "Cosa?! (What?!)" Her eyes widened as she blinked innocently. "Lo sono tua madre (i am your mother). I'm trying to help you." "No, you're invading my privacy," I corrected. "That's between me and Vito."