Juicy Secrets Forbidden Tales of Lesbian Love

More Conference Room Fun

By Cheryl Taggert 

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I looked at Chelsea and her red face told me she was completely embarrassed that her friend had more or less outed the girl’s aunt for introducing her to the joys of masturbation — and who knew what else. I could tell the child was near tears.

“It’s okay, honey!” I said quickly to her. “I was first shown about the pleasure of my pussy by an adult woman, too.”

The shock effect of my words did the trick. She was so amazed at my confession she forgot to cry.

“You were?” Chelsea asked.

“Who?” Amber wanted to know.

I decided I had to lie because I didn’t know these two well enough to trust them with the truth that my mother did the honors of showing me about masturbation, as well as girl-girl sex.

“It was a babysitter. Her name was Hannah,” I said, using the name of my classmate and the roommate of Lisa’s former girlfriend, Brenda.

“How old was she?” Amber asked.

“How old were you?” Chelsea followed up.

I laughed. “I was only six, and she was my age now, eighteen.” Again, a little fudging on my mom’s age at that time, but I wanted them to picture me, or someone very much like me, as I told the story.

Chelsea said, “Wow. You were only six?” I nodded.

“Did you like what she did?” Amber asked.

“As a matter of fact, I did.”

“How did it happen?” the girls asked in unison, and they laughed.

“Well, I walked in on her in my mom’s room. She was watching an adult movie. Do you know what they are?” I asked.

The girls grinned another conspiratorial grin.

“We’ve watched them on the computer,” Chelsea admitted.

“Together?” I asked, grinning that same ‘let’s share a secret’ grin.

They looked at each other and Amber shrugged, apparently agreeing to admit to their sexual shenanigans. “Yeah.”

“Do you–” I paused, “do anything else together while you watch them?” I gave them a ‘don’t deny it’ look. They both blushed, which gave me their answer. “Don’t worry,” I said. “I won’t tell anyone about it. I swear.”

“So what about you and Hannah?” Amber wanted to know. I noticed her hands were in her lap, and while the table hid them from view, I suspected from her slight arm movements that she had managed to start touching herself, though certainly not in earnest. At least not yet.

“Well, as I said, she was watching this adult movie on the VCR in my mom’s room, and she was naked and lying on the bed. I saw her hand was at her pussy, rubbing herself. I startled her when I spoke up because she thought I was napping, but she was caught and she knew it. She ended up asking me to join her on the bed naked and she’d show me some things.”

Chelsea laughed and asked, “What did she show you?” as if she didn’t already know.

“Well first she showed me her pussy and what she liked to touch the most, which is called a clitoris.”

“Yeah, we know about that,” Amber said.

“Then she had me touch her there while she watched the movie. Then she started touching me there, too, and it felt extra special good.” I took a second to pause and check out my audience of two. Each girl had her hands in her lap, and there was no mistaking what they were doing.

“Are you two enjoying this?” I asked, grinning a naughty smile.

The girls noticed each other and laughed.

“We can’t help it!” Amber said.

“Yeah, it sorta demands attention,” Chelsea added.

I looked at the girls and took a deep breath. This was the moment of truth.

“Is it okay if I do it too?” I asked.

The girls looked at each other, their grins wide. “Sure!” they said, once again in unison, and laughed.

I stood up and checked to make sure I had locked the door to the conference room and on the way back to my seat, I tugged my shorts and panties to my knees, revealing my hairless pussy to the girls’ excited gazes.

“You don’t have any pussy hair!” Chelsea said.

“I had it removed by laser,” I said. “I like it like this better.”

The girls stood up and moved to where they could see my pussy. They were still in their skirts and panties, of course.

“You know, you two could join me if you want to,” I said, my meaning clear.

They looked at each other, and Amber reached up to her waist and pushed the skirt, which had an elastic waistband, to the floor. Chelsea joined her, and soon their panties and skirts were on the floor. They now stood beside me, naked from the waist down.

“So, go on with your story,” Amber said, reaching down to her bald pussy. Chelsea followed her friend’s lead. I watched for a second as their fingers dug into their slits, separating the folds to get to their clits.

Using my fingers, I spread my lips and pushed my finger down the slit and into my vagina, coming back out with a finger covered with my juices that I smeared over my clit, which had already begun to throb. Four eyes followed every movement of my hand without blinking for fear they would miss something.

“So anyway, we watched the movie and touched each other. Soon, she was coming and then she decided to show me how to come too.”

I looked at the girls, their fingers buried between the folds within their gorgeous pussies.

“So she got down between my legs and put her mouth on my pussy and began licking me there.”

“Ooh! My sister does that to me!” Amber confessed.

“So does my aunt,” said Chelsea.

“You girls like that?” I asked, knowing where I wanted to take this.

“Uh-huh, a lot!” Amber said. Chelsea nodded emphatically in agreement.

I pushed my legal pad and other things back on the table to give them room where they could set their little butts. “Would you like for me to do that right now?” I asked.

Without saying anything the girls clamored onto the table, and sat in front of me, their legs spread wide and dangling over the edge. Two ten-year-old pussies winked at me.

I leaned in and began licking Amber first. She sighed at the contact. I stopped for a moment to warn them.

“Don’t make any sounds, girls. We don’t want anyone coming in here to investigate.”

Grinning, they nodded, and I resumed my enjoyment of Amber’s little muffin.

I licked and sucked her with abandon, wanting to give the girl an orgasm she would remember for a long time. I glanced up the girl’s belly to her face and was surprised to see them kissing each other, complete with tongues. I nearly came myself just from watching them kiss. Not only that, but Amber’s hand was now fondling Chelsea’s mound, pushing her fingers between the folds of the girl’s inner labia and running her fingers over Chelsea’s clit.

Amber began to come, and I could hear her breath coming in gasps as she did her best to muffle her moans against Chelsea’s mouth.

Then I moved to Chelsea’s beautiful slit, which had been abandoned by Amber’s hand in the throes of her orgasm. The girl’s little clit was peeking out of its hood slightly, and my mouth glued itself to the tender bundle of nerves, licking and sucking it. My tongue did a mad dance against the girl’s most sensitive spot, and I had her coming in less than ten seconds.

Chelsea, too, used her friend’s mouth to muffle her moans and tiny squeals.

When they were finished, I sat back, admiring the girls’ cunnies, which were now wet with their juices and my saliva.

Leaning back in my chair, I began to fuck myself with my left hand while rubbing my clit with my right. Both girls, having recovered quickly from their climaxes, got down on their knees and watched my hands up close.

Suddenly, I felt a tongue on my inner labia. Then there was another on the other side.

The girls were leaning in and licking my pussy like a couple of experts.

I removed my hands and let them do the honors.

The girls seemed to be fighting for oral domain over my clit. Their tongues swiped at my swollen pleasure button, pushing the other’s tongue out of the way as best they could.

Finally, their mouths met on my clit, and the girls sucked their side of the sensitive nub.

That was all I needed. My body seemed to hurl itself into a volcano of orgasm. I pushed my forearm into my mouth to prevent me from screaming. I felt my insides ripple with the tremors, and soon I was a mass of quivering flesh while my brain wondered if I would be able to manage a repeat performance from these two little sex dolls at our next meeting.

The first hour had passed, and I had to return them to their classroom, where I remained and watched them interact with their peers for the second hour.

When I left, the girls came up and hugged me, asking me when I would be back. Their teacher was more than impressed. She was stunned at their reaction to me.

“I’ve never seen those two so–” she paused to search for the word she wanted. “…enthusiastic about anyone else before. What in the world is your secret?”

I looked at the teacher and basically told the truth. “I don’t treat them like little kids.”

Okay, that did leave out the finer details, but it was the truth, or as much of it as I could ever tell her.

I went to UCLA for my remaining classes after stopping for some lunch. When I got home later, I didn’t mention how the first interview with Amber and Chelsea went. A girl’s got to have some secrets!

*******

On Thursday, I arrived at the classroom and was met by not only the girls’ teacher, but their mothers as well.

Warning bells went off until I found out why they wanted to talk to me.

“I’m sorry, but I had to tell them why the girls were so much more well-behaved. I couldn’t take credit for it, so I told them it was you,” Ms. Sanderson, their teacher said.

“Me?” I wondered aloud.

“Yes, you!” Amber’s mother said. “When Amber came home Tuesday, she literally gushed about you! I’m afraid she has a bit of a little girl crush on you. I hope that’s alright.”

“Sure, that’s fine,” I said, not wanting to take it much further than that.

“And Chelsea’s been the same way!” her mother said. “All I’ve had to do since then is warn her that I would remove my permission for her to keep seeing you, and she straightened right up. I’ve not had this much success with warnings since telling her she wouldn’t be able to stay with my sister last summer if she didn’t behave.”

I smiled, knowing all too well why that had happened. “That would be Chelsea’s aunt she went on about,” I said.

“One and the same, I’m sure!” Chelsea’s mother said.

“Here they are now,” said Ms. Sanderson as the girls skipped into the room to start the day. They apparently hadn’t known their mothers would be there.

“Mooo-ooomm!!” Amber said.

“You’re not taking away your permission, are you? I was good!” Chelsea said to her mother.

“Yes you were good,” her mother said. “I was just letting Miss Cheryl know what a wonderful influence she is on you.”

Chelsea heaved a sigh of relief. “Whew! I thought you changed your mind or something!”

“No, dear. I just wanted to thank Miss Cheryl.”

“You’re going to be a wonderful child psychologist one day,” Amber’s mother said. “If you ever hang out a shingle for patients, let me know. I’ll recommend you to every mom I know who’s having a problem.”

At that moment Amber’s father walked in. I’d never met him before, but as we were introduced, he was looking at me oddly as if he knew me from somewhere before. Of course, I knew he’d seen at least one of my movies. I figured I better do what I could to diffuse what could become a problem.

“Haven’t we met before?” I asked him.

He said, “You know I was just thinking the same thing. You do look familiar.” I could tell he hadn’t placed me yet.

“Where do you work?” I asked.

He named a local real estate company, telling me he was a salesman there.

“Of course, that’s it!” I said. “I was in there not that long ago asking about a property my mother was interested in. I saw you in there. I remember. You had on this same tie.”

“Oh, well, that explains it,” he said. He turned to his wife and said, “Honey, are you ready? We need to be downtown by nine and the traffic’s murder.”

I mentally wiped my brow with an unsaid ‘whew’ and thanked myself for the quick thinking. Mom had warned me people would recognize me, but this was the first time I was afraid it would cause a real problem for me. Being in a few porn movies had benefits and costs. I’d met Lisa because of it, but I’d also met Hannah and, as a result of that, Brenda. Then again, that had turned out pretty well for both Lisa and me, but the tension it caused wasn’t good.

I guess that’s why people say life’s a mess no matter what you do to try to keep it cleaned up.

When I took the girls into the conference room, I locked the door and turned to them.

“What do you want to talk about today?” I asked ignoring the conversation that had just taken place in their classroom.

They grinned, sat down, propped their feet on the table as they had done last time, and pulled their skirts up above their waists.

Neither wore panties. I was greeted with the sight of their tasty little pussies. Reaching down, Amber spread her lips and Chelsea copied her movements. I could see moisture covering their dark pink lips.

“Have we been busy with each other already this morning?” I asked.

The girls giggled.

“Yeah. We did a sixty-nine with each other under the bleachers in the gym, but we didn’t come yet,” Amber said.

“Oh?” I asked.

“Yeah, we decided we want us to all get naked today and you let us suck your boobies,” said Chelsea.

The door was locked, and the idea sounded like a good one to me. I began to wonder if I could manage to introduce them to Lisa.

After we got naked, I wanted to watch the two of them together for a while, so they climbed onto the large conference table and repeated what they’d done under the gym bleachers.

“Are you sure nobody saw you?” I asked.

“Mm-hmm,” Amber grunted, her mouth too full of pussy to speak at the moment.

It was going to be another wonderful day.

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