Juicy Secrets Forbidden Tales of Lesbian Love

By Naughty Mommy

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As they sat on the bed in her hotel room, Eve proposed, “All right, uh, how about if we start by… um… by taking each other’s clothes off. Okay?”

“Okay,” her daughters agreed.

They began with Paige. Her mother undid the final two buttons on her shirt and it fell from her shoulders.

It took Eve’s breath away. She had seen her daughter’s breast buds before — as recently as that afternoon, in fact, along with brief glimpses during the fashion show — but to see them so close and to know that soon she would touch and kiss and lick and suck those tiny breasts was almost too much to believe.

“You are so beautiful…” she whispered, staring at the girl’s nipples. Then she looked into her eyes. “You are a beautiful girl, Paige.”

Her daughter smiled.

“And now your shorts.”

Paige got to her knees. Gwen and Eve unhooked the leather belt first, then opened the button on Paige’s shorts and pulled down the zipper. Underneath she wore white satin panties, trimmed with lace. They took the shorts off.

“I want to do her panties myself,” said Eve. No one argued.

She asked the child to stand on the bed in front of her. With her hands on Paige’s hips, holding her steady, Eve leaned in, very slowly, bringing her face closer and closer (she had learned something about the drama of seduction from Angela), until she was less than an inch away. Then she placed a tender kiss in the center of the panties, on Paige’s mound. She listened to her daughter gasp.

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“So, um, Debby,” Bridget began softly, “you remember this afternoon how I was telling you because you’re so pretty and because I love you so much, I just want to hug you and kiss you all over, everywhere?”

“Yeah.”

They were lying on the floor of the family room at Sheila’s in a cozy nest of blankets, pillows, and comforters. Bridget was spooning with her daughter, facing toward the others, Fiona in the center, then Erin, and then Sheila.

“And you know,” she continued, “that’s the way Aunt Sheila is with Erin. She loves her very much, and she kisses her everywhere, all over her body, and she does even more with her. She wants to do that with Fiona too, and I want to do it with you. Do you think you’d like that?”

“Sure.”

Bridget gently kissed Debby’s neck as she held the girl in her arms. She didn’t want to move too fast, didn’t want to scare her daughter or upset her in any way. But she was incredibly aroused. This is what she’d fantasized about so many times, all those nights when she’d laid in bed and masturbated as she imagined herself touching Debby, caressing her, kissing her naked body. And now it was really going to happen!

Fiona, Erin, and Sheila were watching them, lying quietly, waiting. Sheila had one hand between her legs, rubbing herself, and another on Erin’s breast, fondling the nipple. Erin and Fiona were holding hands, under the blankets. Erin wanted to do more than hold hands with Fiona, though, much more. She had her own fantasies about her little sister, had often played with herself while she thought about touching the 12-year-old and kissing her. She hoped tonight would be the night.

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In Angela’s room, on the big round bed, with pink shaded lamps on either side of the headboard casting a soft warm glow, Tina and Angela masturbated as they watched their naked 10-year-old daughters kiss.

“Jeez, I never knew anything could be so exciting,” Tina sighed. “Just look at them!”

Angela nodded as she fucked her pussy with her fingers. “They are beautiful, aren’t they? Like twin sisters.”

“Yes, like two little blonde twins. So hot…”

That reminded Angela of a fantasy she’d had earlier that day. “Has Amanda ever sucked your tits?” she asked Tina.

“No, um, we, we haven’t done that. Well, I mean, when she was a baby, but not since then.”

“Would you like to have her do that?”

“Umm… yeah, I would,” she nodded shyly.

“How about right now?” Angela suggested. “Both girls at the same time, a twin at each nipple. Would you like that?”

“Oh my gosh…” Tina breathed, rubbing her pussy faster.

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“Turn this way, honey, on your back,” Bridget whispered to Debby.

“Okay.”

For a long moment, Bridget gazed into her daughter’s eyes, seeing nothing but love and trust and willingness. She looked down at the child’s lips, soft and pink and full, slightly parted. She brought her mouth to the girl’s and they kissed.

Fiona’s pulse was racing. She felt all jittery and jumpy inside, almost like when she would rub herself and be right on the edge, her whole body quivering with excitement. That’s how she felt now and she hadn’t even touched herself at all! But hearing her aunt talk that way to her little girl, so sexy, and now seeing them kiss like that, right on the lips, it was unbelievably hot!! She squeezed Erin’s hand and felt her sister return the squeeze.

Bridget finished the first kiss, and drew slowly back. A strand of saliva stretched between their mouths. She hadn’t used her tongue… well, only a little, just brushing it lightly over her daughter’s lips… but it was a perfect kiss, tender and romantic and erotic, all at once.

She smiled at the girl and Debby smiled back.

“Did you like that?” Bridget whispered.

“Uh-huh.”

“You want some more?”

“Uh-huh,” Debby nodded eagerly.

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Gwen watched as her mother slowly pulled down her little sister’s panties. They saw the girl’s vulva come into view, smooth white puffy labia with no visible pubic hair. Omigod, so incredibly sexy. Gwen could feel herself getting wetter and wetter, and she was breathing faster now.

Her mother was breathing hard too, Gwen noticed, obviously very turned on. She even saw her mom licking her lips as she stared at Paige’s pussy. It made her wonder if all mothers were naturally attracted to their daughters, the way Angela and Tina and her own mom seemed to be, and maybe those others, Sheila and Bridget, as well. Maybe that’s just was how it was. Maybe it was perfectly normal, even if no one talked about it, for moms to want their daughters sexually.

When she finished removing Paige’s underwear, Eve turned to Gwen and smiled. “Okay, honey, you’re next.”

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Lying naked on her back in Angela’s bed, her head propped up on a pair of pillows, Tina gazed at the two little blondes. Both were grinning at her.

“Girls, Tina wants you to suck on her nipples,” Angela told them. “Bambi, you’ve done it before, but Amanda, I don’t think you have.”

The 10-year-old shook her head in reply.

“That’s okay, it’s easy,” Angela assured her. “It’s very natural, like you’re drinking from a straw, or like a baby sucking on a bottle. Once you try it, you’ll see how easy it is, how natural. And I promise, your Mommy will love it. It will make her very excited. You like making your mom excited, don’t you, honey?”

“Uh-huh, I do.”

“Good. Now just lie down beside her, one on each side. That’s right. And put your lips on her nipple, like you’re kissing it. Feel how stiff it is? Try licking it with your tongue… very good, just like that. Now put your whole mouth over it, honey. Uh-huh, good girl, that’s right. Ooh, doesn’t it feel nice in your mouth, like it belongs there? Sure it does. And just go ahead now, start sucking…”

“Oh, Jesus,” Tina groaned. The stimulus shot from her nipples straight to her crotch, to her clit. Trembling with arousal, she slid a hand down toward her pussy, but Angela gently pushed it away.

“I’ll take care of that part,” she said. “Amanda, while you and Bambi suck on your Mommy’s nipples, I’m going to lick her down here, okay?”

Amanda lifted her head, smiling and nodding, then returned to her sucking.

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Sheila had one hand on her clit and the other on Erin’s clit. She was lying on her side, an arm reaching around the teen, masturbating both herself and her daughter at the same time, as they watched Bridget and Debby kiss.

Erin was already getting close. Her mother knew exactly how to touch her. And just thinking about what they were doing, two moms and three daughters, naked and kissing and everything — it was so hot!!

She was still holding Fiona’s hand, and Fiona was on her side now too. All three of them were lying that way, like three spoons, facing toward the other two, watching. They saw them kissing a lot, and kind of moaning, or at least Bridget was, and Bridget was rubbing her hands on Debby’s body while they kissed, playing with her little nipples, and then as they watched she started sliding a hand down lower, pushing back the covers, maybe so they could see what she was doing, or maybe not, but anyway they could see that she was actually touching her little girl down there, touching and rubbing the hairless pussy of a 9-year-old girl.

“Fiona?” Erin whispered.

“What?”

“I wanna touch you, okay?”

“Okay.”

Erin let go of her sister’s hand, then reached down between the 12-year-old’s legs. Fiona parted her thighs, and Erin touched her. It was so amazing, she was really doing it, just like in her fantasies. She was touching Fiona’s pussy. There was a little bit of hair there that she could feel, but not much. She was mostly smooth, and when Erin slid her hand down even further and found that the girl was very wet, and when she felt Fiona open her legs even wider for her, and when she saw Bridget rubbing her own little girl’s pussy, and when her mom kept teasing her clit just like that — just like that — just like that — it was too much. She came.

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Gwen couldn’t stop shaking. This was what she wanted. She wanted sex, lesbian sex. She knew she liked girls and women and she wanted to have sex with them. It was what she fantasized about, always, when she masturbated. And now it was really going to happen. She was going to have lesbian sex — with her mom and her sister!!

She tried to smile and stop shaking. It was exciting, it really was what she wanted, but it was also kind of scary.

“Mom?”

“Yes, baby?”

“Um…” Gwen licked her lips “…I love you and everything, and I’m glad we’re doing this, but it’s, I mean, I guess I’m sort of scared too. You know?”

Her mother put her hand on Gwen’s arm. “I know, sweetheart, I know. It’s a little scary for me too, to be honest.”

“It is?”

“Sure.”

“Okay, um……”

“Do you want to wait,” Eve asked, “and talk some more about it, before we do anything else?”

Gwen looked over at her sister, and smiled, “No, ‘cuz that wouldn’t be fair for Paige. She’s already naked!”

That made them laugh, relieving some of the tension.

“You’re right,” her mother nodded, “but Paige can always put something back on if you think we need to talk.”

“No, it’s okay.” Gwen took a deep breath. She already felt much better. The shaking had almost stopped. “I just wanted to tell you, is all.”

She grabbed the little crop top she was wearing and quickly lifted it over her head, revealing her breasts. With a grin, she flung the top away. “There!”

They laughed again.

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She heard and felt her daughter climaxing beneath her touch. Bringing Erin to orgasm that way was intensely exciting for Sheila. And when Erin cried out in passion and 9-year-old Debby turned to look at them, briefly ending the sensual kiss with her mother, and their eyes met, that put Sheila over the top. She came as well, groaning and shuddering as tremendous spasms jolted her body.

Fiona was on fire. Watching Bridget kiss Debby, and not only kiss her but touch her, even rubbing her pussy, and hearing Erin have an orgasm right behind her, and then her mom too, and feeling Erin’s fingers on her clit… Fiona wanted to come with them!

She put her own hand between her legs, replacing her sister’s which had gone mostly limp. She rubbed herself faster and faster as she thought about what they were doing, all of them naked, having lesbian sex, girls and women, moms and daughters, nipples and pussies and lips and mouths and tongues and — Fiona climaxed.

Debby stared. She wasn’t quite sure what she was seeing, though. All that noise they made, and the sudden strong smell, and the way they looked, all red in the face and everything, well, it had to be sex, she guessed, even if it was different than how she thought it would be. She couldn’t really see what they were doing, just like hugging each other or something, but all three of them were making those sounds and scrunching up their faces, all at the same time. Is that what sex looks like, for girls and women?

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“You know what?” Eve said. “Let’s do it different… I was, you know, kind of making a ritual out of this, maybe like Angela would do, but how about if we all just get naked and get in bed and cuddle, and see what happens, okay?”

“Okay,” Gwen and Paige both nodded, smiling in agreement.

Paige was already nude, Gwen wearing only her miniskirt and thong. It was Eve who still had the most to remove. She began undoing the buttons on the front of her sundress.

Gwen shimmied her tight skirt down over her hips, then sat and slid it all the way off, tossing the skirt onto a chair. She quickly skimmed out of her thong and now she was naked as well. The girls watched as their mother finished undressing, and then all three got in bed together, in Eve’s bed.

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This must be a dream, Tina thought, the most wonderful, delicious dream I’ve ever had. It’s nearly impossible to believe I’m awake and it’s actually happening. But I am awake and it is happening.

My daughter, Amanda, is sucking on my nipple, looking up at me and smiling. On the other nipple is sexy little Bambi, 10 years old, the same as Amanda. They’re so similar in looks everyone says they could be twins, and now I have them both sucking my tits. It’s so incredibly exciting — but there’s even more, because Angela just said she’s going to lick me, lick my pussy!!

Tina had only had sex with an adult partner a single time in her entire life. It was when she was in college, a rare virgin at age 21. A young man took her out, bought her a nice dinner, and then effectively raped her. Date rape. It might have been sex, but it certainly wasn’t anything like making love. She’d been scarred, humiliated, traumatized… and impregnated. The ugly scene had triggered at least one nice outcome: the birth of her beautiful daughter, Amanda.

Since then, Tina had not once been out on a date and had never had sex again — except, that is, with herself, through frequent masturbation, and more recently through shared masturbation with her little girl (which, she had to admit, bordered on sex). Still, though, she had never in her life had oral sex. No one had ever put their mouth on her pussy. And now, that was what Angela said she was going to do!!

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Bridget paused, waiting. She didn’t take her hand away from Debby’s pussy, but she slowed her movements somewhat, just gently stroking the child. She saw Debby staring at Sheila and Erin as they climaxed, and now — yes, look at that, little Fiona, she’s coming too! Damn, that’s so hot, all three at the same time.

She brought her gaze back to her daughter. The little girl’s eyes were huge, her mouth agape.

“Do you know what’s happening, sweetie?” Bridget asked softly. “Do you know what an orgasm is?”

“No.”

“Well, it’s, an orgasm is what happens when, uh, when you rub yourself — your private parts, your pussy, I mean — if you rub it or someone else rubs it, or sometimes if someone kisses it or licks it and the feeling gets very strong, very very strong, then you sort of reach a peak. It’s called a climax or an orgasm, and it feels really wonderful, absolutely amazing. That’s what just happened with them, with Fiona and Erin and your Aunt Sheila. They had orgasms.”

“Is that sex?”

“Yes,” Bridget chuckled. “It’s part of sex, anyway, usually the last part. An orgasm feels great, totally great. You won’t believe how good it feels.”

Debby turned, looking up at her mom. “Can I have one?”

Bridget hesitated before answering. She licked her lips. “I, I don’t know, honey. Maybe, but maybe not. You might still be too young. We could… uh, we can find out, though. We can try, if you really want to.”

The little girl nodded eagerly, her eyes bright and shining.

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It was Eve in the middle, with Gwen on one side and Paige on the other. The three lay naked in the bed, a lamp beside them on its lowest setting, shedding a soft light, the girls facing their mother.

“So, here we are,” Eve smiled. “I feel so fortunate, so lucky. I have two beautiful daughters. You’re both very pretty, I mean that. And, uh, and you know, I think you’re also… very sexy too, both of you. You don’t mind if I say that, do you, that I think you’re sexy?”

Paige shook her head, grinning.

But Gwen said, “Yeah, um, I like it, but… it’s weird, Mom, because until just, like, the last couple days, with everything that’s happened, you know, I mean, meeting Angela and stuff… well…”

When she paused, Eve squeezed her hand. “Go on, honey.”

“Well, I, I mean, I never really felt that pretty or anything before. Not like you, or not like Paige. I mean, it’s… everyone can see how pretty you guys are. Everybody knows it. And I, um, I always felt… not that way.”

“Oh, sweetie,” Eve began.

“But now, like, just since yesterday, I mean, the way people look at me, it seems different. Like I really am, I guess, sexy, like you said.”

“Of course you are.”

“Maybe, except… I never felt that way, not before. Now I do, though.” A big smile brightened the teenager’s face.

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So many times, so many nights, Bridget had knelt next to the bed in Debby’s room while the little girl slept, gazing at her body, playing with herself and fantasizing about having sex with the child, her own young daughter, kissing her and touching her and licking her… and now, Jesus, she was about to do it, do everything, do all those things she had ever dreamed of doing with Debby.

She began by kissing her again, her mouth first, but then her cheeks, and her neck, and her throat, and her chest, kissing the flat little nipples, kissing them and licking them, trying to bring them erect. She heard Debby moan and knew the girl was starting to feel aroused. Bridget’s kisses eased further down, onto her daughter’s tummy, around her belly button, onto her hips, and then to her soft puffy mound, so smooth and fresh.

Pausing briefly, raising her head, Bridget allowed herself to take in what she was doing, wanting to savor the moment and capture it in her mind forever, the beginning of a sexual relationship with her child. She smiled at Debby, who returned the smile.

Then Bridget gently pushed the covers all the way down, licked her lips, and began kissing the inside of her daughter’s thighs, starting by her knees but soon gliding upward, kissing and even licking a little bit, playing with the tender skin, feeling her mouth water as she slowly approached the girl’s center…

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“Yes, you are very sexy, honey,” Eve told Gwen, holding her daughter’s face in her hands. “And you’re right, I’m starting to look at you differently now, and maybe other people are too. Now, when I look at you… it makes me want to kiss you.”

Gwen smiled.

“Is it all right if I kiss you?”

“Yeah.” The teen licked her lips.

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Angela knelt between Tina’s legs, stroking her firm, smooth thighs. What a beautiful woman she was and what a shame that she had never been loved, sexually, the way she should have been, never fully appreciated and satisfied. Her face was so pretty, those dimples so alluring, her long, slim body so desirable. Anyway, at least she has her daughter, Amanda, that’s something, something quite wonderful in fact. But still, all those years, those lost years… it made Angela wish that she or someone like her (if there was anyone like her) could have met Tina when she was younger and given her all the pleasure she deserved.

Well, she would try to begin making up for that now, for the lost time. Angela wanted to give the woman a thrill she would always remember, her first experience with oral sex, having someone lick her who really knew what she was doing. This, she told herself, will be an orgasm that Tina will never forget.

As Angela completed her momentary musing and brought her face down close to Tina’s crotch, she noticed that Amanda was watching her. The little girl still had her mouth on her mother’s nipple, but her attention seemed to be mostly focused on what Angela was doing. Her eyes were wide, bright with interest and curiosity.

That gave Angela an idea, a fiendishly dirty, deliciously hot idea.

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