Mature Lesbian Massage Novels & Stories

“On all fours again. Watch yourself.” I positioned myself facing the mirror, knees spread wide. The view was obscene: my heavy breasts hanging, nipples tight, pussy glistening with our combined fluids. Damien knelt behind me, drizzling cool lube over my still-sensitive asshole. One finger circled, then pushed inside easily thanks to earlier play. I moaned, pushing back against him.

He threatened me, "Don't forget that I still have leverage. Or do you want me to go to your house in person and help you?" I slowly looked at Lester not far away. "Promise me this first. You are not allowed to order me to do anything else after this." Lester scoffed. "You dare make requests? Sure. This is the only request tonight." Tonight? Heh. Was he playing word games with me? But I didn't say anything. After washing the banana, I took the lubricant and lay on the bed. I had never tried this before. My emotions were conflicted, and I was a little worried. However, deep down, I wanted to try it.

The disdain in my voice shocked even me. He growled and enclosed his large hands on the left-over skin I couldn’t hold. A whimper left my lips. Unlike my previous caress, his strokes were fierce. Each pull made my knees weaker. Why did it feel so good? It had to be his pheromones. It had been some time since I had sex. Having sex with some random chick or guy was never my thing. It felt uncomfortable being in the presence of alphas and omegas alike. Ryder never liked my abstinence. He tried to set me up on any and everyone. I often canceled. My libido was non-existent anyway.

"I told you your name isn't Lisa. It's Lessia from now on. Get this into your skull however you can. Now what's your name?" "Lessia!" she screamed. "You're what to me?" "Nothing! Nothing but your sex toy." I crawled above her body and grabbed her by the mouth and then forcing her to stare at me. I dipped my fingers into her mouth, making her gag. She coughed. She struggled. I could only see Nothing bit the struggle of someone who wanted to still cling to life, despite suffering so much. It reminded me of Lessia and I was so turned on by that fact. Her wretched and totally useless clinging for survival despite the fact that she was merely a pathetic creature was enough to send me into an orga

“Look at you moaning like a whore. Bet you touch yourself thinking about guys like me, don’t you? Late at night in your dorm, fingering your own ass while pretending you’re straight.” Alex shook his head weakly, but the denial died in his throat as Jax plunged three fingers deep, pumping them hard while sucking him again. The freshman’s back arched off the bench, a broken sob escaping him as orgasm crashed over him without warning. He came hard down Jax’s throat, hips jerking erratically. Jax swallowed every drop, milking him dry before pulling back with a satisfied smirk.

I focused all my movements on her clitoris, beating my tongue delicately and with regular movements for her to come. When Maria reached her orgasm, she tilted her head against the thin mattress and moaned a little louder. She trembled whole against my finger, and I only removed it when she stopped contracting. My face smelled, and I lay down against Maria to kiss her again. She accepted the kiss, moaning slyly, as she wrapped me again with her legs. The way she did that, with so much strength and emotion, almost made me understand that she didn't always reach orgasm with some client.

" The problem, if that's the right word, with two women making love, is that since they can orgasm almost endlessly. Not being familiar with lesbian sex I had no idea how partners decide when they are satiated. Mom laid over Bonnie, her hands under her daughter's amazing ass, her face pressed against my sister's vagina. Bonnie, under, her legs splayed wide, her hands clutching her mother's perfect ass as she licked the opening of her birth, her face messy with mom's cum. Too wild. Never in my wildest fantasies did I picture this. Dad laughed. "Fucking crazy, huh?" "Fucking crazy." I replied as Mom and Bonnie finally broke their incestuous, lesbian embrace. They lay there and looked at us. Bo

I slipped into my room, locked the door, and yanked the curtains shut until the space was dim and secret. My hands shook as I pulled my favorite dildo from the nightstand—the thick, veiny eight-inch one I had only ever used while thinking about girls like her. I shoved my shorts and panties down in one motion, kicked them aside, and fell back onto the bed, legs spread wide. I opened my laptop and clicked straight to my favorite lesbian video—the one with the girl getting a sensual massage that turned into a proper fucking. 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, pumpi

The women lay together lazily kissing and trailing their hands over each other's naked bodies until Beth moaned into the kiss, "Are you ready to learn the next technique in the lesbian arts, sweetie?" Brittany nodded her head slightly and moaned affirmatively into the kiss. Beth's grin widened at the tiny girl's adorability and enthusiasm. With this, the older woman broke the kiss and rolled onto her back. She lay there, holding the tiny teen's heated gaze, as she teasingly trailed a finger over her large breasts, rock-hard nipples, and smooth pussy. The older woman then patted her thighs encouragingly, as she purred, "Come over here, sweetie. Your next lesson in the lesbian arts is how to p

Jan’s still firm thirty-six C cup size with incredible big nipples on huge aureoles, they must be more than an inch in diameter, are magic for me. “Tell me what both of you want and like, Kate.” “Help us live our our fantasies. “I want my man to masturbate while he watches. Lesbian sex always has an extra dimension with my man watching, enjoying and masturbating,” I tell her as she rubs her cunt on mine as we tongue kiss with the tips of our wet tongues. "That is so good, so fucking good," I moan as she continues to grind her cunt into mine. “And I want you to make me squirt, really squirt,” I whisper as she lays me on my back on the bed, then puts a pillow under my ass.