Juicy Secrets Forbidden Tales of Lesbian Love

By Naughty Mommy

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As they stood listening to the music, Franz Liszt’s beautiful Liebestraum, Eve drew Angela off to the side.

“I’ve been thinking about something,” she began, “and, uh, well, first, don’t worry. Those doors are wide open. They’re busted down.”

They smiled at each other.

“I really don’t know how to thank you, Angela, for everything you’ve done for us. I can’t put into words how much it means.” She leaned in close and they shared a soft kiss.

“But, um, I think tonight for, you know, our first time and everything, I think it’s best for me and my daughters to just be alone, the three of us. Do you understand?”

Angela placed her hand on Eve’s cheek. “Of course I do. It’s the right thing to do. You owe it to your girls to give yourself to them first, with nothing else in the way. Absolutely.”

Eve nodded, her breath suddenly catching. Tears glistened in her eyes. “I’m so excited and so happy. Thank you. You’re the best friend anyone—” she choked up and flung her arms around the blonde, squeezing her tightly.

“There, there…” Angela held Eve, stroking her through the sundress.

When Eve pulled back, Angela took her face in her hands, wiping the tears from her cheeks. “You’re ready for this, my dear, and they are too, I’m sure of it. Do you feel the same way?”

“Yes, definitely,” Eve nodded. She took a tissue from her purse and blew her nose, then grinned. “I mean, I am ready, definitely. I want to talk to the girls about it, but I’m pretty sure they will be too. I hope so.”

Angela kissed her once more. “Let’s go find them, and you three can go downstairs to your own room.”

They started toward Bambi’s bedroom, where the kids were, Angela taking Eve’s arm. “I won’t lie,” she said, “there’s a part of me that wishes I could be there with you, even as a fly on the wall. But it’s a very special moment for a mother and her daughters, the first time, and I’m glad you decided to do it this way.”

“Me too.”

“If it all goes well, though, keep in mind I may want a repeat performance that I can witness, and then maybe the rest of us can join in too. Right, Tina?”

They stopped next to the piano. Tina finished playing and stood. “What’s that?”

“I was telling Eve that after she and her girls make love together for the first time tonight — which she has decided they should do privately, and I agree — that the rest of us may want to join in on their fun at some point.”

“Wow!” Tina grinned at Eve, her dimples flashing. “You’re really gonna do it? Tonight?”

“Uh-huh,” Eve nodded, “I think so.”

“Oh my gosh, that’s so exciting!” Tina grabbed the woman, hugging her and spinning her around, the two laughing together.

When she finally let Eve go, Tina turned to Angela and added, “But you’re right, it would be great if we could, you know… all of us, I mean, everyone at once, get together some time…”

“Do you mean, a lesbian orgy?” Angela leered. “Mothers and daughters and hot, sweaty sex?”

“Oooh!!” Tina squealed. “That would be, I mean, I never thought I would ever get to do something like that. Do you really think we could?”

“I don’t see why not. And it might be even more fun, of course, if Sheila, Bridget, and their girls would be willing to join us too.”

“Wow…”

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“Well, that was fun,” Sheila said as they rode home. “Did you girls have a good time?”

“Yeah!” the three kids chorused from the back seat.

Bridget smiled. It certainly had been an interesting party. And tomorrow they were planning to get together with the same bunch of women and girls again. Would even more happen then?

Maybe, but right now she had something else to look forward to — actually having sex with her daughter, Debby, only 9 years old. It would be a dream come true for a lesbian pedophile. She tried to stay focused on her driving, but Bridget’s lust was strong and those images kept popping into her head.

Sheila was thinking about sex as well. The BIG TALK ABOUT INCEST, as she’d called it, had gone almost perfectly that afternoon. They’d all agreed to go ahead, not hold back. Everyone seemed to be ready for it. So now she would be sleeping not only with her oldest daughter, Erin, but with Fiona too, and potentially with Bridget and Debby as well. Very exciting!

As the car pulled into their driveway, Sheila impulsively asked, “Do you guys want to sleep over at our house tonight?”

“You know, um…” Bridget shut off the engine. “Maybe…”

She looked in the rear view mirror. “Debby, honey, do you want us to stay here tonight? Or would you rather go home with Mommy, and have it be just you and me?”

Grinning brightly and shrugging her shoulders, the little one answered, “I don’t care. Whatever you want.”

Satisfied that her daughter wasn’t anywhere close to being traumatized, Bridget winked at Sheila. She pulled the key out of the ignition. “Yes,” she said, “let’s make it a sleepover.”

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They entered her hotel room and Eve closed the door behind them, locking it. Her daughters stood waiting. They could tell that something was going to happen, something new and very special.

Paige was in her shorts and sandals and shirt again, although the shirt was unbuttoned almost the whole way down. Gwen was wearing her white mini and crop top. Her tennis shoes were untied. Her thong was back on, still damp in the crotch. The wet spot felt cool between her legs.

Eve was still totally dressed. The girls, of course, had changed several times for the impromptu fashion show, generally wearing less and less with each round. And now the three were alone together. She smiled at them and walked toward the bed, kicking off her shoes on the way.

“Um, let’s have a little talk, okay?” she said as she sat on the bed, patting it. When the girls came over to join her, she scooted up against the headboard, propping up a pillow and leaning back. She drew her long legs up, clasping her arms around her knees. Paige and Gwen, barefoot now as well, faced her attentively.

Eve paused a moment, looking back and forth between her daughters, studying their faces. They’re both so beautiful, she thought, but also very different.

Paige was much prettier, in the classical sense, although Gwen was certainly cute enough. The older girl had a strong athletic body, as her father had, while Paige was slight and probably always would be thin, like her mom. Gwen’s personality was more open, not really outgoing, but usually eager and accepting. Paige could be sullen at times, and often was skeptical, less trusting.

It hadn’t been easy as a single mom raising two kids with such disparate personalities. But they mostly got along, and Eve was certainly pleased with how well the girls were turning out. She also was sexually attracted to them, to both of them, very strongly. That was not something she had admitted to herself until recently, in fact had not even recognized it. But now, looking back, Eve could see that these feelings of desire had been growing steadily inside her during the past few years.

And now they were here, she and her lovely daughters. Tonight would be the night, she hoped.

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Once they went inside, the question arose of where they should sleep. In Sheila’s room, trying to squeeze five into her queen bed? In separate rooms? But no, they all really wanted to be together…

Then Erin said, “I know, Mom! Let’s do like we did that time when I was little, that slumber party in the family room on my birthday with my friends. Remember?”

“Sure,” Sheila nodded, “we could do that.”

So, they gathered up a big pile of blankets and comforters and pillows and spread them out on the floor of the family room, making a nice nest for two moms and three daughters to snuggle in.

When it was ready, Sheila turned to Bridget. “Sorry, I should have asked earlier. Do you want anything to drink?”

“No, I’m fine,” Bridget smiled. “But you go ahead if you want something.”

“You know, I, well, ordinarily I probably would. But I feel kind of bad about this afternoon. I really overdid it. That was too much. I’ll try to be more careful, more responsible.”

Bridget gave her sister a big hug. “I love you, Shiel.”

“I love you too, honey.”

It made Fiona happy to see her mom and her aunt hugging like that. She could tell how much they loved each other. She glanced at her own sister, Erin, standing next to her. Their eyes met and Erin took her hand, squeezing it.

After the long hug ended, the women kissed on the lips and gazed into each other’s eyes for a moment. Then Sheila whispered, “Let’s get ready for bed.”

“Okay.”

Sheila looked at the others. “Everyone get naked now, that’s how we’re sleeping tonight. Then brush teeth, and then we can all cuddle, all right?”

In a flurry of happy, excited giggles, clothes were quickly removed and flung every which way. Squealing with excitement, the girls dashed up to the bathroom together for teeth brushing. Their mothers followed more slowly behind, holding hands, watching the young bodies wiggle and bounce up the stairs.

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Eve took Paige’s hand in one of hers, and Gwen’s hand in the other, holding them warmly.

“I love you both very much,” she said, “and tonight I want to do more than just tell you that. I also want to show you how much I love you. I want to make love with you, with both of you. Do you understand?”

Gwen nodded, her eyes wide. Paige nodded too, but more tentatively.

“Is that, uh, is that something you think you would like?” her mother asked the 11-year-old.

“Yeah, um, it is. I mean, Amanda and Bambi are already doing stuff with their moms, and they said they like it. The only thing is, I wish somebody, you know, had told me about all this before, because, I mean, both their moms showed them or helped them with, like, masturbating and everything. I didn’t even know how until Gwen showed me today. I wish I knew earlier.”

Eve was taken aback. This was the first she’d heard about Gwen teaching Paige to masturbate. She didn’t mind, but it surprised her. She turned to Gwen. “You, uh, you showed her how… today?”

“Yeah, well, she asked me, so I did.”

“That’s fine, I’m glad, but… when was it?”

“Oh, um, right after, you remember when Angela called me, and I went into her room, and I saw you guys in there, and then…” Gwen blushed “…and then she kissed me and everything? So, after that when I went back, Paige asked me and, like, I showed her, or I tried to anyway, while, um, while Bambi and Amanda were kissing and stuff.”

“Did you learn how, honey?” Eve asked Paige.

“Yeah,” the girl nodded proudly. “I watched Gwen and then I did it myself, and after a while it started feeling really good. I kept doing it and then I had, I guess, an orgasm.”

“Wow. Your first one?” her mother asked.

“Uh-huh.”

“Oh my god, that’s amazing.” Eve suddenly reached out and pulled the girl to her, hugging her tightly. “I’m so proud of you, honey. I love you so much.”

“I love you too, Mom.”

Holding her child at arm’s length and looking steadily into her eyes, Eve said, “And I’m very sorry that I didn’t, you know, talk to you more about these things before, earlier. I really should have. With you too, Gwen. I should have been more open with both of you. From now on I will, I promise. Okay?”

“Okay.” The girls nodded, smiling.

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Soon they were all settled in, two moms and three daughters. A light was left on in the hallway so they could see each other, but it was mostly dark and intimate. They huddled under the blankets, warm breath, nervous chuckles, soft skin…

Bridget was on one side, spooning with Debby, facing toward the middle. Fiona was in the center next to Debby, then came Erin, then Sheila. For at least a minute they lay there, no one saying anything, trading glances and smiles, the tension building. Who would make the first move?

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With the party over, the guests gone, and with Eve and her girls down in their own rooms, that left Angela, Bambi, Tina, and Amanda alone in the suite. Which would be plenty, Angela knew, for an arousing session of naughty mother-daughter lesbian sex. She led them into the master bedroom.

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