Lesbian Old Man Stories

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Old Friends Open a New Door

by patdown on Sep 14, 2017
Lesbian Sex

I was at an otherwise boring party where I happened to meet up with a woman who I knew in high school and hadn't seen since. Debbie was shall we say 'quirky' she really wanted to be class president but was more annoying than popular so she settled in to being the maniacal yearbook editor. Debbie didn't seem too different, talked a mile a minute which I rem...

Sexy Mandy Eats an Educator

by BAD BOY BILL on Oct 12, 2020
Lesbian Sex

"Now Sweetie, you let me handle this problem, soothed fifty-year-old Mandy Collins as she took a drag on her cigarette. She flipped the half-finished smoke out the open convertible top. Her smokey exhale, drifting in the breeze. "As Brando said in The Godfather, I'll make her an offer she can't refuse!" smiled Mandy tossing her platinum hair. She smirked, g...

Mystic Mansion

by nisaea on Sep 13, 2017
Lesbian Sex

You'll have to excuse me for my english; it's not my first language (and this story was written long ago). I don't think it'll cause you big problems to read, but you'll certainly find some mistakes. And, most of all, I fear that I'm not really getting better with each story I write so be patient... If there's one thing I like being a girl, through all the...

Lights, Camera, Lesbian

by JVNL-LNST on Sep 13, 2017
Lesbian Sex

The old house was completely empty, aside from a vixen and her video camera. Waiting in the room that her best friend Gypsy shared with her boyfriend Dave, 21 year old Mandy looked like the porn star she had in her. Raven locks were tossed and teased. Make-up was thick and heavy. A black, see-through bra left nothing to the imagination. She sported a garter...

X-Rated: Daddy's old VCR Tapes

by JimBob44 on Sep 16, 2017
Lesbian Sex

*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. Disclaimers: Yes I need an editor and no, I do not want an editor. If that bothers you, then quit reading. Yes, there's too many people to keep track of, yes it jumps around too much, yes it's too long, yes it's too short, yes it's in the wrong category,...

Gloria and Darlene

by Ignoble on Sep 16, 2017
Lesbian Sex

The small group of tourists made their way into the old mansion's enormous living room, following behind the guide who was showing them around. The guide's voice droned on and on about the late movie star who had once owned this home, but the huge painting that hung over the fireplace's mantlepiece much more eloquently told the story of who Gloria Dunham had...

Holly Day

by Many Feathers on Sep 13, 2017
Lesbian Sex

It was her father's idea to name her that, since his last name was Day. Back then, it was a cutesy thing to do, though in the beginning Holly wasn't too sure about that. Eventually, however, she liked it as it always reminded her of better days and a happier way of life. Holly and I had been best friends ever since grade school. With reddish brown hair tha...

The Last Fuck, Good-bye

by Colleen Thomas on Sep 14, 2017
Lesbian Sex

The old bedsprings creaked ominously, as Tanya settled her bulk onto Kelly's thin frame. Tanya's hairy pussy and thick thighs blotted out most of the light. The room was already dim, the only light coming from the windows, and it was overcast outside, but then again, it seemed Gloucester was always overcast. Tanya's musk was strong, and Kelly inhaled deeply,...

Mañana - A Better Day

by RaistlinMajere on Jan 16, 2019
Lesbian Sex

CHAPTER 1 - IT'S MY JOB Soul crushing. That's what this was. Emily finally figured out the right word for it. That's what her job was. Soul crushing. She worked in the drab and bland cubicle number thirty-six on the boring floor twenty two of the blank glass office building. In fact the only thing exciting about her job was that she got to ride on an elevat...

A Red Behind the Bar

by Madabouthair on Apr 17, 2019
Lesbian Sex

For 51 year old Kelly Flynn, owner and operator of The Village Inn, a rather rundown dive bar in the sleepy town of Newport in central New York, March 20th was just another day. Because Spring had not yet come she would only get the locals, and so soon after many of them had tied one too many on for St. Patrick's Day, the bar would likely be quiet. For Deni...