Juicy Secrets Forbidden Tales of Lesbian Love

By Naughty Mommy

When I came out from the woman’s womb, or came back into consciousness, or whatever it was, my mom was sitting next to me. I was still on the floor, lying on my back. My face was covered with sticky moisture, Olympia’s juices mixed with Cassia’s and Delia’s. My mother had Laura on her lap. They were both naked, of course.

I propped myself up on my elbows. “Hi, Mommy.”

“Hi, sugar.”

I noticed that my mom had her hand between Laura’s legs, gently stroking the little girl’s vulva. Laura gazed at me, her huge liquid brown eyes so inviting. I felt as if I could dive inside them, get lost in there, just as I’d lost myself inside a middle-aged woman’s cunt a few minutes before.

“Are you having a good time?” my mother asked.

“Uh-huh, it’s great,” I giggled as I looked down my mom’s fingers, caressing the child’s pussy. “It looks like you’re having a good time too.”

“I am,” she smiled, “I think we all are.”

Then she turned to Laura, kissing the girl on the cheek. “How about you, precious? Having a fun time tonight?”

“Yep,” the little one grinned, moving her legs wider apart, offering my mother more room to touch her.

Mommy’s fingers moved slowly up and down over Laura’s slit. I knew just how good that felt. My mother had touched me many times that way. She had a lot of practice making young girls get excited. As I watched, she slid her fingers down further, teasing at the child’s asshole, then back up to her puffy labia. She pressed in a little harder and the pussy lips parted.

Turning back to me, my mother said, in a low voice, “Let’s lick her together, okay? I want to make her come, and I want you to do it with me.”

“Okay,” I nodded, sitting up all the way.

My mom put Laura on the floor, on her back, and gently pushed her little thighs open. Then she and I got down between the girl’s legs.

Around us, more sex was going on, although it was quieter now, less hurried and more subdued than at the peak of our frenzy a half hour or so earlier. Still, it was quite an arousing spectacle to see: everywhere you looked, naked women and girls kissing and touching each other, very often moms with daughters, or sisters with sisters.

My mother and I nestled in to enjoy Laura’s cunny. Mommy spread the child’s pussy lips with her fingers and we looked at her. Then we began licking, both of us together, our faces side by side, cheeks touching, tongues sometimes overlapping, eagerly licking the girl’s slit, her labia, the opening to her vagina, her tiny clit, even her rosy bunghole. We kissed and licked her everywhere, and we could sense that she was responding to our affection. She was breathing harder, her body twitching when we would find an especially sensitive spot. And as my mother inserted just the tip of her finger inside Laura’s little vagina and I fastened my mouth over her clit and sucked on it, she started panting and writhing and mewling. It appeared that she was getting close.

I heard other orgasms then. I didn’t look up, but I recognized several of the voices, the ones who seemed to have the loudest climaxes. I could definitely hear Diana coming, and Shelby too, and Olympia, and maybe Emma as well. There were probably more, but I couldn’t make them all out.

Meanwhile, 6-year-old Laura was about to have an orgasm as my mother and I licked her and fucked her. The girl was actually lifting her little bottom off the floor, raising her pussy to us. I glanced up at her face. It was bright red, set in a grimace, her eyes shut tight. She was gasping. I put my mouth back on her clit, sucked and licked some more, and then she came.

Something was proven to me that night. I discovered for a certainty that very young girls are indeed quite capable of having sexual climaxes. As I pondered that, it made me eager to get home to see what we could do with my sister Molly. She was 8 years old and surely she could have an orgasm just as easily as these other girls could, some of them even younger than she was.

After Laura finished coming, my mom and I lay down next to her, on either side, petting her, cooing to her, kissing her. She was still breathing hard, flushed red all over. I was very excited. I put my hand between my legs and started to masturbate as I kissed the child’s face, her chest, her little nipples.

But then someone interrupted me. It was Olympia.

She knelt beside me, touching my shoulder. “Julie? Suzanne?”

We both looked up.

“It’s getting late,” she said, “and some of the girls will have to go home soon. But before we end the party, would the two of you mind doing one more thing for us?”

“Certainly,” my mother smiled, “whatever you would like.”

So, we got up from the floor and everyone else did too, untangling arms and legs and mouths and pussies and rearranging themselves on chairs and sofas. Someone moved the coffee table back to the center of the room and someone else laid a soft blanket over it.

Olympia stood with my mom and me, holding our hands, waiting for the group to settle down. When it was quiet, she made another little speech.

“It would be most appropriate, I believe, to conclude our activities this evening by focusing once again on our very special guests. It is they we have come here to honor, to rejoice with. We have gathered to celebrate the sexual and romantic union of Julie and Suzanne.”

That got us another big round of applause. By now, I was used to it and it didn’t embarrass me as much as before. I was feeling far more comfortable and relaxed. The pot probably had something to do with that, not to mention the fact that I had just finished having sex with almost everyone who was clapping for me. We were on very intimate terms!

Olympia turned to face us. “Young lady, dear woman, would you please favor us now by making love for all of us to see?”

My mother bowed her head in assent, smiling broadly. I wasn’t sure what to do, so I just stood there. But then my mom asked me to lie down on my back on the coffee table. Aha, so that’s why they had put it there.

When I was in place, Mommy got on top of me. “I’m going to fuck you now, baby girl, while everyone watches us. Okay?”

“Okay,” I grinned.

The crowd gathered round. They left their seats and came to stand close to us. I looked up at the sea of faces, so many faces, so many different ages, blondes, brunettes, redheads, all female, of course, and all very excited by what they were about to see.

“Open your little pussy for me, baby,” my mother requested.

“All right.”

I reached under her and spread my pussy lips apart. My mom used her hand to pull back her own lips, and then she lowered herself onto me.

Our pussies were joined, our clits kissing.

She didn’t move very much at first. She settled in, her belly on my belly, her breasts on top of my breasts, her face just above mine. My legs were wide apart, my knees pulled up, opening myself for her. It was bright in the room, all the lights on, making it easy for everyone to see what was happening.

Mommy brought her lips to mine, kissing me tenderly. I heard sighs of pleasure around me. I closed my eyes while we were kissing, but when my mother pulled away, I opened them again. Glancing to either side, I saw many naked bodies, standing very close, pressing together. Every woman and every girl I could see was masturbating.

My mother kissed me again. This time her kiss was more insistent, harder, her tongue licking at my lips. I opened my mouth. We kissed deeply.

I felt her mound pressing against mine. She moved only very slightly, the same way I had done the night before when I was fucking her in our bed in the room above. And it was just so right, so perfect. My mom had found exactly the right spot, the tightest, warmest, most intimate point of contact between us, where only the tiniest movement would bring amazing pleasure to my clit and my pussy.

Already I was getting close. When she lifted her lips from mine for a moment, a strand of saliva briefly bridging the space between our mouths, I whispered, “Mommy, Mommy…”

Around us, more sighs and groans of libidinous arousal. It was very hot being in the center of that circle of feminine flesh. I was sweating, both from excitement and from the heat of all those bodies surrounding me.

Another wet kiss from my mom, her sex pressing down on mine a little harder, moving a little bit faster. I actually thought I could feel her clit rubbing over my clit. Maybe I only imagined it, or maybe I really could. It doesn’t matter, just the idea of it was enough to almost put me over the top.

I broke the kiss. “Mommy, I…”

“Are you ready, honey? Are you gonna come now for Mommy?”

“Uh-huh, I… I’m so close…”

My eyes were shut tight as I concentrated on the feelings, the sensations, the delirious pleasure of an orgasm swirling up from inside.

“Open your eyes, baby. Look at me.”

Slowly I opened them.

My beautiful mother was very close to me, her face poised just above mine. Around me was a blur of naked bodies, nearly twenty women and girls, all masturbating. An audience watching and enjoying our sexual performance. It suddenly struck me that this was the vision I’d seen before. Somehow I had known in advance that this would happen, and now it was.

“Julie, tell me you want me to fuck you.”

She needed my help. Just a little dirty talk from me to bring her the rest of the way. I was happy to do that for her.

“Mommy, please fuck me. I need you to fuck my little girl cunt. Fuck my pussy, Mommy, and make me come!”

That brought more excited sighs and groans and murmurs of appreciation from those around us. It sounded to me like several of the girls and women were getting very close to a climax themselves.

“You want Mommy to fuck you, little girl?”

“Uh-huh, fuck my little pussy, Mommy, fuck me with your cunt.” At this point, of course, I wasn’t play-acting at all. I badly wanted what I was asking for. “Please, Mommy, fuck me hard, make me come!”

Someone else was coming. I don’t know it was, maybe more than one, but definitely someone in the group surrounding us was having an orgasm.

Now it was time for me and my mom. I felt her body stiffen above me. Her movements became even more intense, more focused. Her eyes were open wide, her lips parted, and I heard that rhythmic pattern of panting and moaning that told me she was ready.

“Mommy, are you gonna come on me?”

“Yes, baby,” she nodded, licking her lips.

“I love you, Mommy.”

“Ohh, Julie…”

My mother sighed and put her mouth over mine, kissing me with such feeling, such passion, such fullness of love and lust that I thought I would burst.

And I did burst. I exploded into orgasm, my pussy pulsating, my body heaving beneath hers. I clapped my thighs around her, knitting my ankles over her bottom, pulling her cunt into mine. She continued kissing me, we kissed as deeply and wetly and for as long as we ever had. She came on me, I came under her, and we celebrated our mutual extended orgasm with a hot wet loving passionate kiss — and shared that celebration with an audience of sexy young girls and their moms and their lovers who were masturbating as they watched us.

* * *

That wasn’t quite the end of the party. One thing was left.

Mommy and I climaxed together, and several of the women and girls around us climaxed at almost the same time. After my mom gave me one more wonderful long kiss and told me how very much she loved me, she got up from the coffee table. I started to sit up too, but a gentle hand on the shoulder stopped me.

Olympia said, “Julie, dear, we would like to give you one more little treat now, one more token of our esteem for you. It would make us very happy if you would accept it. We would all enjoy it, and I believe you would too.”

“What is it?” I asked, puzzled.

Cassia handed her mother a small glass bottle filled with a viscous golden liquid. It looked like it might contain body oil or something.

“We would like to massage you, my dear, all of us. This is how we will complete the celebration tonight, giving you our warmest welcome into the extended family of women who love young girls and young girls who love women.” As she said this, she poured a bit of the oil into her hand. “Will you allow us to do this with you?”

“Um, all of you? At once?”

“That’s right, darling.” Olympia gave the bottle to Logan, who was next to her, and Logan poured some oil into her own palm, then passed the bottle to Diana.

Gazing around at the sea of faces above me, the ocean of naked female bodies surrounding me, I felt a thrill of excitement. All these lovely women and girls, waiting to touch me!

I caught my mom’s eye. She winked at me, blowing me a little kiss. Was this something else she had arranged, knowing I had a fantasy about it? Or was it only coincidence? Either way, it was awesome.

Looking up at Olympia, I grinned, “Yes, thank you, I would like that. It sounds nice.”

“Very well. Why don’t you turn over on your stomach first…”

“Oh, okay.”

Still feeling in a dreamy haze from the marijuana, I turned and laid my nude young body on the blanket atop the coffee table, resting my head on my hands, my eyes closed, my senses attuned to what was about to follow.

Within moments I felt warm hands beginning to touch me, first two, then four, then I don’t know how many — I hadn’t yet added up all who were there that night, but it must have been at least thirty oiled hands eagerly massaging me. Just think of it!

All those hands, caressing me, rubbing me, reaching everywhere, covering every square inch of my exposed skin, stroking my feet, my legs, my thighs, my bottom, sliding inside my crack, finding my pussy, probing, stroking, hands on my back, my neck, my shoulders, my arms, holding my hands in theirs, massaging my fingers, my wrists, my palms, I’m floating now in a nirvana of sensual satisfaction, oiled hands sliding under me, on my breasts, on my nipples, all those hands, so many hands touching me, touching me everywhere, my skin oiled, slick, warm, the hands, the fingers, going everywhere, reaching in, touching, caressing, probing, deeper, so many hands, girls, women, every age, wanting me, touching me, taking me, having me, hands and fingers playing with my nipples, my pussy, going inside me, fucking me now in my bottom too, in my anus, oiled fingers finding that hole as well, penetrating everywhere, hands on my clit, hands in my cunt, hands in my ass, hands all over me, I —

“—OHHH FUCK—” I groaned as a tremendous spasm jolted my body.

I climaxed loudly, violently, gushingly, exquisitely.

In my cannabis high, my eyes still closed, floating in a dream, held, suspended, massaged, taken, possessed by dozens of female hands, I am their plaything now, their toy. They do what they want with me and I willingly surrender, give myself to them, let them take me, have me, I’m open to anything, my mind and my body given over completely. In return I receive an orgasm to end all orgasms. It goes on forever, never ending, wave after shuddering wave coursing through me. I am sex, I am heat, I am liquid, melted, that’s all I am, sex, and it’s all I ever want to be.

Many hands lift me, gently, so gently they all lift me and turn me, turning me onto my back, laying me down again, holding my arms out, my legs out, spreading me open for everyone to see, for all to touch, for all to take and to have. More warm oil, more hands and fingers on me, massaging me, caressing me, stroking my nipples, running up my legs, over my pussy lips, all those fingers going everywhere, touching me. My eyes are closed but my body is open, I am loose, free, exposed, unafraid, these women and girls love me, they love who I am and what I have, they want me and I give myself to them. They take my cunt, my ass, my clit, my breasts, and now in my mouth, a tongue, I am kissed, sucked, more than one, many girls and women in my mouth, licking, sucking, kissing, on my tits too, not only fingers but mouths, lips, and tongues, sucking my nipples, hands and mouths everywhere, in my pussy, in my ass, licking me, bringing me again.

Another volcanic orgasm, made all the more intense by the fact that my body is not mine. I cannot put my hands on my pussy as I usually would do, cannot bring my thighs together because my arms are held out, my legs spread and extended. I am fully open and I am coming, gushing again. I know I am gushing, I feel hot liquids pouring from me, and I feel tongues licking, mouths swallowing. I climax repeatedly, over and over, more gushing, more screaming, I am screaming now with tongues in my ass, fingers in my vagina, mouths sucking my clit, I come, I cry, I shudder, I…
Slowly it goes away. Slowly the pulsing recedes, the tremors resolve, my breath begins to return, loving hands caress me gently one last time and then are withdrawn. I am resting.

I can hear voices, movements. I haven’t opened my eyes yet, not for a long time. But it sounds to me as if people are trying to find their clothes, maybe getting dressed again. The party must be coming to an end.

At last, I take a deep breath, attempt to sit up, my eyelids fluttering.

Someone is there to help me, guiding me, warmly taking me into her arms, holding me. It’s my mom, of course, my wonderful devoted mother. I feel so lucky, so happy. I’m still in a bit of a dizzy fog, whether from the pot or from so many orgasms or both, I don’t know, but I turn to her, I find her face, and I smile. We kiss.
Sitting naked on the coffee table, quietly resting, we received friendly goodbye kisses from all the moms and all their daughters, along with expressions of gratitude and sincere promises to stay in touch. Emma and Brandi made sure to give me their panties, which I’d meant to keep but somehow had left somewhere. That made me glad.

Not everyone left. Logan and Diana lived far away, as we did, so they were spending the night at the inn. Shannon and her daughters didn’t want to make the long drive that night back to their house, and they stayed too. But all the others eventually got into their cars and drove off. Then my mom and I gathered up our clothes and went up the stairs to our room, naked, her arm around my waist, my head on her shoulder.

We fell into bed and slept a while, until I awoke and wanted to thank her, wanted to tell my mother how happy I was and how much I loved her.

I climbed on top of her warm body in the dark, kissing her, waking her. She returned my kisses, we whispered our love, I fondled her breasts and played with her nipples. Mommy slid her hand between my legs as I lay on top of her. We kissed, she masturbated me, I came one more time. We kissed some more and then I eased off to the side, taking her nipple into my mouth, sucking like a baby, curling up next to her, one of her loving arms enclosing me, the other reaching between her own legs where she caressed her pussy until she climaxed as I sucked her tit.

After that we slept, really slept this time, the whole night through.

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