Lesbian Older Younger Novels & Stories

I watched a few scenes when I started getting an erection. Grandma was surely asleep by now, so I figured it was safe. I grabbed the box of tissues from the nightstand, pulled down my shorts and started rubbing one out. The scene I was watching was an older woman and young man. You know the kind I'm talking about. They usually have tags like, 'Mother and (Not Her Son)'. I had always had a thing for older women. The so-called Mother was hot. A redhead with natural tits and a shaved pussy, riding (Not Her Son's) huge cock. I don't know why they have to stipulate that it's not her son. It's always obvious that there's probably not more than 10 years difference in their ages. But it was still ho

“At least I can still shift without my bones turning to dust, Laola!” This time, I joined in on the laughter. The old woman turned to me. “Don’t worry about them, they’re just a couple of deranged wolves.” I chuckled at her comment. “If I may ask, how old are you really?” I asked. The woman lifted her head proudly. “I’m 225 years young.” I was absolutely astonished. “I’m sorry, but I had no idea werewolves lived that long!” The women around me all frowned. The weaver spoke first. “Child, didn’t Alpha tell you about everything to know about us?” I put my head down. “He’s told me about some things but not all. Like how long you live for.” Laola was quick to change the subject. “You’re not goin

We are all about the same age, 35 to 40 with me being the oldest at 40. Lexi lives by herself, tall and slender, wavy shoulder length dark hair, big D cup breast, and a curvy butt. Lexi is borderline slut, likes to talk about all her "adventures" with men, as she seldom dates anyone. Lexi is the "party girl " and it's rumored she is into women also. Allison and Julie live together, they are lovers, but venture out on the straight side from time to time. They have a very open relationship. Allison is shorter, light blonde hair, C cup breast, and round sexy butt.

Once finished, Linda removed her finger from the girl's mouth and indicated her exposed pussy with the riding crop, as she said, "If you've watched lesbian p**n then you know what comes next, Jennifer. Lick my pussy and don't stop until I cum all over your pretty face." Jennifer nodded and replied her customary, "Yes, ma'am," before leaning forward and swiping her tongue between the older woman's pussy lips. Linda held in a growl of sheer lust when she heard another soft moan escape the young girl. The older woman rolled her hips as the tiny girl finished licking all of the blonde mother's juices from her pussy lips. Without being told, Jennifer slipped her wet tongue into the older woman's

He must really not be happy with me to avoid me this often. Since I’d been awake, I’ve been meeting with one of the elders every morning after breakfast to learn my “Queenly duties” as Sebastian put it. She’s a lycan who goes by the name of Elke. She’s much older than I and hasn’t seemed to age a day over 25, even though she’s a few hundred years old. I hadn’t realized lycans could live so long, but according to her, they live a very long time. She’s one of the oldest lycans to exist and has taught many Queens. According to her, it is likely Sebastian will turn me into a lycan. But really, I fear losing my wolf. It would still be the same other half, only have a lycan form instead.

She struggled to reconcile the image of Giovanni as a captivating and vibrant man with the newfound knowledge of his advanced age. "It's hard to believe, I know," Layla continued, her voice tinged with amusement. "But within our extraordinary world, there are those who have surpassed the bounds of ordinary lifespans. For instance, Giovanni's grandmother, the former Queen of our Kingdom, is around 300 years old." Isabella's eyes widened, the realization of the breadth of time and existence stretching before her unfathomable. "What?" she gasped, her voice filled with astonishment. Layla nodded, a chuckle escaping her lips as she observed Isabella's incredulous expression. "Yes, it may seem unb

But every time I see it in my daughters, especially in the eldest. - How old are they now? - The eldest is already ninety-nine, and the youngest is only eighty-seven. A little dazed, all I could do was chuckle. - Now I understand why you call everyone boys and girls. Listen, - I looked at her in surprise, - and if such a life expectancy, then it turns out that the number of werewolves should be huge! Of course, my mother told me about the strictest ban on relationships between werewolves and people, but even just considering our fertility ...

Can we know why you look at us so much? The oldest Luna, present at the meeting, and her mate, both 48 years old, had been together since they were 18 and had been leaders since they were 20. They became parents very late. They were both 30 years old when the Moon Goddess blessed them with a son they thought they would never have. She looks at Kat and approaches, and unexpectedly, very quietly, she says:

"I could have tried." “Have you been living here all this time?” Pippa asks. “Yes,” the older woman says. She looks like she could be in her mid-fifties, but she’s probably a few hundred years old. Cambion, like Lycans, has a long lifespan. “I’ve been staying in our little cottage-” she points to her left, to something in the darkness -“since he died. I can’t bring myself to leave.” “I’m sorry,” Pippa says and before I can stop her, she puts her hand on the old woman’s shoulder. “What’s your name?”

Then, she added with a sneer, “Honestly, it’s embarrassing. I actually know him. I even dated him once. I don’t know what I was thinking back then, choosing a loser like him. He’s so vain for trying to pass himself off as my brother-in-law. “Clearly, he wanted to use me to get to know you and shoot straight to the top. But I would never give him that chance. Everyone knows how much you love your husband. Back then, when someone said a single bad word about him, you had them drowned at sea. We’ve all seen how deep your love runs. There’s no way I’d let anyone tarnish his name!” The moment she heard Evelyn say I used to date her, Valerie’s face froze. As Evelyn rambled on, Valerie’s expression