Grandma Lesbian Stories

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Kelly Ch. 2

by mmumbles on Sep 12, 2017
Group Sex

They slept until mid-afternoon. The smells of their passion hung in the air and clung to their bodies. He rolled her over and had her angle her hips so he could enter her from behind. She was concerned that he would attempt to take her anally and he was tempted, but he reassured her, and after getting her wet with his fingers, entered her vagina. Her grunts...

Home for the Weekend

by mountieman on Sep 14, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

It started out innocently enough. I was home from college; it was one of those short kinds of stays where you take your clothes home to be washed, get as many hot meals from mom as possible, and leave with as little notice as when you came. It was early September, with the temperatures in the '90s, the perfect kind of day to lie in the sun before it starts t...

Fucked By a Pig

by mykellm on Sep 16, 2017
BDSM

A ftm+male couple role-plays as a cop raping an anarchist. ***** My phone rings. It's my live-in boyfriend Zac returning from tour. He's the drummer for an industrial band. "Hey, babe." "'Sup, my sexy little slut?" That's his usual greeting when I answer the phone. "Dude, I have a surprise for you when you arrive," I tease. "Cool, I was calling to say m...

Corruption of a Heroine

by SSabre on Sep 16, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Our story begins in a city under siege by corruption and greed. The dark society plagued by crime and violence. The city of Feronis prays for a hero to answer pleads for salvation. Perhaps the answer to their prayers as the cries are heard by the amateur crime fighter called Fury. But where there is light darkness is sure to follow, and lurking in the shad...

Fara, My First

by melisande on Sep 1, 2017
Erotic Couplings

[This is a longish, true story about my first lesbian experience that is best read at a leisurely pace. Enjoy.] * * * * * I met Fara during my freshman year at Brown University when we lived in the same dorm. Initially, I was puzzled about her heritage. She had creamy light brown skin and impossibly big almond eyes, and although she had grown up in Wessex,...

Tennis Players Ball Ch. 02

by Aussiescribe38 on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Charlie couldn't believe it when he got the call. "How would Wednesday suit?" he was asked. "Oh but no money, the girls said you would be suitably rewarded. Not sure what that means, but they said you would know." Charlie grinned. "Wednesday is fine. Is it Anna and Maria again? "Yes." "Okay, tell them the same gate." "Good morning ladies," Charlie smile...

The Unleashed

by Manomatul on Sep 16, 2017
Non-Erotic

The house was packed and teens were all over the place. End of the school year party. Drinking, dancing to music, sex and candy. Rubin the guy who set everything up and organized the whole invitation list. Though it became useless because people he never seen before just started showing up and over whelmed the place, he stopped asking for the invitations....

In the Pantry

by honeydipped on Sep 12, 2017
Erotic Couplings

“I’m kind of nervous,” I said to Jake, as we stood in front of the door to his friend’s apartment. I was still buried in layers of winter clothes; gray snow dripped off my boots onto the welcome mat. “Why? You’ll like my friends.” He stopped and hugged me, kissed the top of my head. “I’m glad that you’re getting to meet them. They were beginning to think I...

My Two Loves

by JamieStarr on Sep 11, 2017
Group Sex

The year was 1987, I was 20, and it was January in Grand Rapids Michigan. I had just gotten out of the Army and as soon as I returned home I decided to go to a trade school for electronics. Since it had always been a hobby of mine, I already knew everything that they were going to teach me in that school, I just went in order to get the piece of paper that s...

Branded

by emmakaufmann on Sep 11, 2017
BDSM

In the past I'd been repressed, then liberated. Now I was jaded. Trying to get a sexual response out of my body was exhausting. Like an imbecile hammering on a piano, I had the stamina, the objective—to come—but I could not bring forth a melody. Day after day I tried. I needed to. It was summer, as sultry as London gets, and I had just got in from work. Fee...