Juicy Secrets Forbidden Tales of Lesbian Love

By Connie Lingus

Friday finally arrived and I hated to admit it to myself, but I was absolutely burning with need for little Cindy. I needed her incredible soft body, and I needed her to take my mind off the week of lusting after my own Lisa. Lisa was due home at 6 and Cindy had urgently asked if she could come over before, so we could be alone together. I was grateful for that, for her asking, because otherwise I might have found myself begging her to come over early.

Just after 5 that evening, I heard a knock at the door and looked up to see Cindy grinning at me through the window of the kitchen door. I was already wet with anticipation. I had thought of nothing else all day but holding her again. I hurried to the door and let her in, ready to devour her with a hunger that had built all week. This time there was no doubt; no doubt at all what both of us wanted. Cindy came in and pressed her body fully against mine, holding me tight and said,

“I’ve been waiting for this all week, Mrs. Larson… uh, Ann.”

“Oh, Cindy,” I said, “me too. Me too. Can I take you to my bedroom?”

I took her tiny hand in mine and led her to the bedroom, turned and pulled her into my arms, hugging her, running my hands all over her back and her perfect bottom. Then, taking her face in my hands, I kissed her. Kissed her hungrily, a deep wet tongue kiss, my lips and tongue sliding all over her young mouth, tasting again her youthful passion, my own fiery desire filling me with unbridled lust for her. My mouth watered and our saliva mingled as I explored her mouth, her tongue and teeth, her lips, her entire precious face.

I laid her down on the bed and began undressing her, exposing her pale girl flesh to my eyes and hands. I slid my hands over her chest, delighting again in her firm cone-shaped breasts. I ran my hands down her sides and gently tugged at the waistband of her panties. She lifted her butt so I could pull them off, down her long legs and off, my eyes glued to her perfect hairless preteen pussy.

I stood and quickly removed all my clothes. I looked in awed appreciation of this beautiful creature here on my bed. Her blonde hair was splayed out on the pillow her green eyes sparkling with playful lust. Her fair skin was barely tanned, just enough to see the lines of her bikini that had shielded her from the sun and no doubt from many lustful, adoring eyes. Her pale conical breasts were topped with perfect puffy pink nipples, straining hard now, as my eyes feasted on her preteen body.

Then crawling back onto the bed, I lay on top of her, finally feeling her naked skin against mine, my breasts pressing on hers, kissing her mouth, her neck and throat. She rolled on top of me, her hunger matching mine, and she devoured my mouth and neck, mimicking exactly what she liked about the way I kissed and licked her. Then her mouth was headed down, kissing my chest, licking my clavicle while her hands settled on my hips, pulling me to her nakedness. She took a nipple in her mouth as my legs wrapped around her, drawing her to me. As she sucked and licked my nipple, she rubbed her belly on my wet aching pussy. She licked around each nipple in turn, then taking each in her hot wet mouth, sucked and pulled them with her lips, licking down the valley of one over to the peak of the other, again and again. She kissed her way back up to my mouth and pressed her young pussy to mine, rubbing our clits together as she kissed and sucked on my tongue and lips. The urgency of her rubbing, and the little passion sounds she was making drove me wild.

“Uhn, uh, uhh, oh yes, oh, uhhh,” she moaned and panted as she rubbed her child cunt against my needy pussy. “Oh yes, please. Oh Ann, I need it so bad.”

“Oh, Cindy. Oh honey, FUCK me,” I pleaded into her mouth as she ground her mound against me.

I felt her whole body quivering, as she rocked faster and faster against my pussy. Then bearing down hard, she moaned and froze as an orgasm rippled through her hot young body. OMG, it was so erotic, watching her eyes roll upward and her eyelids flutter as she panted in release. Just watching and feeling her cum pushed me over the edge, and my legs clamped her tight against me as I ground my pussy on hers. My breath came in ragged gasps as my thighs quivered against her tiny hips. I wrapped my arms around her, quaking in the throes of a huge orgasm, filled with the realization that clutched so tightly in my arms and legs is this tiny doll of a girl and the object of my total lust and adoration. I guess I knew I was in trouble but I no longer cared. I knew I was little Cindy’s any time she wanted me.

But now I was worried about Lisa coming home, so I hustled Cindy into the shower and cleaned us up. Oh, what a simple thing showering used to be, but in the steamy hot spray with my beloved little vixen, I couldn’t keep my hands to myself. We washed each other, both paying special attention to our girly parts. I slipped my wet fingers into the marvelous tiny folds of her slippery vagina, as her soft, slender digits probed every fold of mine, then sluiced in and out of my hole. I shuddered with little aftershock orgasms.while my angel watched my face in wonder and smiled at me sweetly.

We dressed and went back to the living room, turned on the TV and waited for Lisa to return. How was I going to act like nothing was different as I spent the evening with my secret lover and my daughter?

When Lisa got home, I was in the kitchen. Lisa was in watching something on TV.

“Hi Mom.” she said.

“Hi honey. Cindy’s here. She’s in watching TV.”

Her eyes lit up and she ran into the living room. They hugged each other, and I could almost feel Cindy’s body pressed naked to mine in the shower. Ooooooh. I was melting inside watching her pressed up against Lisa that way, imagining them naked in the shower together. No, stop. I was staring at them with intensity and longing. Lisa looked at me over Cindy’s shoulder and smiled, a wonderfully warm and loving smile, but also sly and knowing in a way that sent chills through me.

Then, they chattered and laughed away quite normally in the other room while I started getting some snacks together. After awhile, I noticed it was awfully quiet in there and went to investigate. Hmmmm. no one in the living room but I heard giggling and talking upstairs. I figured they were in Lisa’s room and went to tell them I had some snacks for them. As I headed up the stairs, it went quiet up there. Then I heard Lisa calling from her bedroom.

“Mom, can you come in here for a minute?” and then giggled. Both of them giggled. They were definitely up to something. My mind reeled at the possibilities from the childishly silly to the impossibly sensual. I walked in grinning, not knowing what to expect from these mischievous imps.

I froze in the doorway. In. Total. Shock.

They had turned out the lights and lit at least two dozen candles, filling the room with sparkling, flickering and seductive light. Cindy and Lisa were on the bed, naked. Naked on the bed together. Just that fact alone was enough to keep me frozen in the doorway, speechless. Cindy was lying back against a small mountain of pillows and Lisa was leaning back on Cindy, her legs together, arms around her knees. Cindy’s legs were spread with Lisa lying back between them. For all the incredible eroticism and beauty of the scene before me, all the critical parts were covered and I couldn’t see a thing. It was truly as if the entire tableau was composed by a professional photographer for a lavish soft core magazine spread. It was breathtakingly beautiful and I was stunned.

“I hope you’re not mad, Mom,” Lisa said, sweetly, sincerely. “I want to show you. We want to show you. Please come closer.”

And with that, she released her knees and let her legs slowly open to my gaze. With her legs apart, I could see that Cindy’s hands were holding Lisa’s breasts, her fingers apart so the nipples were visible between her fingers. Her stiff nipples. Ooooh her stiffened nipples being squeezed gently between Cindy’s fingers. My eyes trailed downward, down her smooth belly, her navel, her hips, to her precious hairless sex. Her pussy lips were pressed together in a vertical slit and a droplet of moisture glistened from the base. And as my eyes descended down my daughter’s body, so did Cindy’s hands, smoothing her hands down, delicately dancing across the soft smooth pale flesh of her pussy mound, to rest on her inner thighs, framing Lisa’s little pussy perfectly between her slender fingers.

“You can look, Mom. Come closer.”

I walked into the room and over to Lisa’s bed as if sleepwalking; walking through a dream I had never dared to dream. As I went to her, Cindy’s small fingers opened Lisa’s pussy lips, like the petals on a flower, opening that glorious flower to my eyes, my hungry eyes. Oooooh, as the petals opened, strands of thick, clear fluid spanned between them, the film breaking and running in small dew drops down her inner lips to collect in the already forming pool that rested in her tiny hole. Cindy continued to open up Lisa’s vagina. Now I could see from her exposed clit down the spread labia to the glistening, beckoning cavern of passion. I watched viscous streams of her copious clear lubricant juices running down the walls of her pussy, running in slow, thick rivulets into the pool of nectar that now overflowed her young cunt and spilled down her crack to her anus and onto the bed. My legs grew weak as I stared hypnotized by this amazing scene.

“Please, Mom,” Lisa said softly, “I want this with you. I want this more than anything. Please, Mom. I love you. I want you.”

And then she reached out for me, and took my face in her hands and slowly guided my hungry mouth to her weeping juvenile cunt. I breathed in the sweet aroma of my own daughter’s sexually aroused little cunt. I couldn’t believe this was happening. In this amazingly romantic and erotic setting, two preteen angels, one my own daughter, were sweetly and gently seducing me into the most incredible sexual experience I could never have imagined. I gladly allowed myself to be guided to her yearning young sex, ravenous for the first taste of her.

My lips met her splayed open pussy lips in the softest kiss in the world. Lisa let out a beautiful, prolonged moan and her hips thrust upward, her thigh muscles taut and quivering. Cindy’s hands were back on Lisa’s breasts, her fingers lightly massaging the nipples as I licked and sucked at her juicy cunt, thrust again and again to my mouth, matching the deep lapping of my tongue into her hole and the urgent lashing across her clit. I drank down the flowing sex juices as they became thicker, creamier. I swallowed the steady stream as if my life depended on it, my mouth fused to my daughter’s quivering vulva. My lips circled around the sexy, soft, smooth skin of her mound, wetly smearing around her juices and my saliva, all over her pussy.

I heard her muffled moans and looked up to see her mouth locked to Cindy’s in a passionate preteen kiss. Lisa was moaning her excitement and rising passion into Cindy’s mouth. Her cries of pleasure excited me unbelievably and I whimpered into her open little hole, and sucked insistently on her clitoris. She was so close, and I could hear it in her cries. I could feel it in the tensing and quivering of her thighs. Her thrusts were coming faster, becoming irregular as she neared the peak of her climax.

“Oh, Lisa, honey, oh yes, cum in Mommy’s mouth, baby.” I pleaded.

And then she was there, crying out, arching her back and wailing into Cindy’s mouth. Her pussy shuddered with spasms of a huge quaking orgasm, and sex honey surged and poured from her depths into my licking, sucking mouth. I drank it greedily, overwhelmed by the ultimate erotic thrill of giving my baby, my beautiful preteen daughter such pleasure and intimacy, and devouring what must surely be the most forbidden taste in the world. Lisa’s hips arched up with each gasp of orgasm and a fresh surge of girlcum would ooze out into my mouth. She clamped her thighs against my ears, her hands on my head holding me there, and her hips moving now in circles as she ground her spasming, gushing cunt to her mother’s lips. After a few more arching and moaning thrusts, she collapsed back onto the bed, her thighs relaxing and releasing my head. As I pulled my lips from her vagina, thick strands of creamy juice stretched between us and I licked a few more times, not wanting to miss a single precious drop.

“Oh Mommy, Thank You. Thank you.” she cried. “Oh please come and kiss me now.” she said, tears flowing down her face. And then I was in her arms, crying too, and kissing her darling mouth and face, both of us now nestled between Cindy’s open, loving thighs.

We both wept tears of joy and proclaimed our love, arms around each other, mother and daughter locked in embrace, as Cindy caressed both of us and beamed with playful excitement.

We rolled off of Cindy, with Lisa now atop me, holding her to my body as we continued to kiss and murmer endearments to each other. I caressed her back and shoulders as her precious small body lay on me shivering occasionally with aftershocks of her intense orgasm.

“That was so sweet,” I said. “Just relax now, sweetheart, and let me hold you.”

As her breathing slowly returned to normal, she nuzzled into my neck, kissing it softly, and lay her head on my shoulder, her legs spread over my belly, her wetness slippery between us. Cindy lay beside me, her hand resting on Lisa’s firm buns. She leaned into me, kissing the other side of my neck, ran her tongue around my ear and whispered in my ear.

“You’re next, Mrs. Larson.”

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