Mature Lesbian Massage Novels & Stories

I slipped into my room, locked the door, and yanked the curtains shut until the room was dim and secret. My hands shook as I pulled my favorite dildo from the nightstand—the thick, veiny eight-inch one I’d only ever used thinking about girls like her. I shoved my shorts and panties down in one motion, kicked them away, and fell back onto the bed, legs spread wide. I opened my laptop, clicked straight to my favorite lesbian video—the one with the girl getting a massage and a proper fucking after. The moans filled the room. I didn’t even bother with foreplay. I rubbed my swollen clit in fast, desperate circles, then slid two fingers deep into my dripping hole, pumping them while I watched the

She sputtered a little, but did not gasp. “I want you alert for this next part.” He handed the bucket back to the sub. “Mistress Lameka, if you don't mind.” Yvonne began to tremble as she heard the woman laugh lightly and step forward. She'd seen Mistress Lameka in action a few times. The subs called her Mozart, because her fingers had the ability to transport people to other realms of pleasure. She was one of the many doms and subs that had attended this Bacchanalian country getaway organized by a friend of Patrick. “Easy love,” Patrick said, stroking her damp hair. “You know your safe word. Say it and all this is over.”

While the teen lesbian party was taking place Mother was entertaining two other lesbian women and they watched us at play before retiring to Mother’s grand sex boudoir for an afternoon of sexual pleasure. Both women had military experience and had come to give advice for Mother as she planned to form her own army of lesbian warriors. One of the women was a big powerfully built butch lesbian with strong bulging muscles. Meanwhile the schoolgirl orgy was in full swing with panting and screaming girls playing all over the gardens. As Emily worked my clit I felt the shuddering as an orgasm wracked my body and Emily squealed with pleasure as a jet of pussy juice erupted into her mouth. I squirted

Not yet, baby," I said as I pulled my cock out of her slippery hole and told her to finger herself. "Show me how lesbians get off without dick, Selena." I said, watching as she started masturbating, thrusting her delicate fingers vigorously in and out of her pussy, giving me a hot and steamy show as she brought herself to orgasm. "Ohhhhhh, ahhhhhh." She screamed as her body trembled violently on the bed as she shoved her fingers deep into her pussy till the last knuckles. She lay on the bed gаѕрing tо саtсh hеr brеаth as I thrust my сосk bасk into her pussy.

She dexterously juggled my balls with her slender fingers, rubbed my shaft with long, sensuous strokes intermixed with quicker, harder hand-tugs, the silver bands on her thumbs flashing. My body quivered with delight, and just when I thought it couldn’t get any better than having my girlfriend’s mother jerk me off while my girl frolicked in a bikini in the blistering background, Leslie put my piece in her personal piece de resistance by seizing my prick at the base and tonguing my hood. ‘Yeah, suck my cock, Mrs Warren!’ I groaned, my knees buckling with the sexual weight of the well-aged brunette lashing at my bloated cock-top with her slippery tongue.

She lowered her head and licked the insides of Elena's thighs. She worked in ever-smaller circles until she was licking the soft mounds of Elena's mons. She could tell by the feel of the skin that Elena waxed them. Marie slipped her tongue out and ran the tip up the wrinkly edges of her lips. Elena moaned and pushed her hips up to meet that tongue. Marie smiled and opened her mouth and latched onto her mons. She slid her tongue up and down the smooth slit several times, just savoring the juices that were flowing out. Elena's breathing was getting faster as the shudders waved through her body. Marie was giving her twin foot massages while she licked her lips, the effect was to totally relax a

She dexterously juggled my balls with her slender fingers, rubbed my shaft with long, sensuous strokes intermixed with quicker, harder hand-tugs, the silver bands on her thumbs flashing. My body quivered with delight, and just when I thought it couldn’t get any better than having my girlfriend’s mother jerk me off while my girl frolicked in a bikini in the blistering background, Leslie put my piece in her personal piece de resistance by seizing my prick at the base and tonguing my hood. ‘Yeah, suck my cock, Mrs Warren!’ I groaned, my knees buckling with the sexual weight of the well-aged brunette lashing at my bloated cock-top with her slippery tongue.

she said, voice rough. She poured oil into her own hands and returned the favor, massaging my breasts, my stomach, the tense muscles of my thighs. When her fingers finally slid between my legs I was so ready the first touch made me gasp. She worked two fingers inside me and used her thumb on my clit, watching my face the entire time. I came with my heels digging into the mattress and her name on my tongue. We cleaned the oil off with warm cloths and collapsed together under the fresh sheets. The afternoon light had shifted to gold. Maya’s head rested on my chest, her fingers tracing idle shapes on my skin.

Episode 22 – The Masseuse The waiting room smelled of sandalwood and lavender, a scent that clung to the air like a whispered promise. Elena checked her watch, ten minutes early. She’d never done this before, never booked a “sensual full-body massage” from an independent practitioner whose website featured dim lighting and phrases like “energy alignment through touch.” But after the divorce, after months of sleeping alone in a bed that still felt too large, she needed something. Something to remind her she was alive.

I said, placing in in her hand, "It's hard not to be aroused by what happens here. I assume it's part of the reason you wanted to watch. You're frustrated by your life without love. It's why we urge you to seek counseling, Shasta. We won't bother you. Feel free to do as you like. You're safe here, as odd as it sounds." I returned to Lisa and went into a loose sixty-nine with her; my belly in the way. Shasta applied the vibrator to her clit and soon her back was arching as she orgasmed. The rest of us were doing nicely too. Rhonda had cum multiple times. Lisa and I had climaxed a couple. Cindy was cumming as I watched. Master was still banging away, his balls slapping down. He looked like he