Juicy Secrets Forbidden Tales of Lesbian Love

By Amanda Lynn

Lisa didn’t bother to get dressed again after she had taken off her soaked panties when they got home. After a quick wash, she slipped on a pair of boxers and her robe and then started supper. Charlie followed her lead and put on the new robe she had picked out that morning, choosing to remain naked underneath.

As Lisa was working in the kitchen, Charlie came in and sat on a stool at the breakfast nook. She watched Lisa chopping up a green pepper at the kitchen island. Charlie was content. Being with Lisa, she felt safe and wanted. Charlie knew she would probably have to leave and go live with her aunt pretty soon, but she didn’t want to. She wanted to stay with Lisa. She loved her.

“Lisa?”

“Yes, sweetie?” said Lisa, glancing over. She could tell by the expression she saw on her face that the young girl was wrestling with her conscience over some dilemma.

“Is Sheryl your girlfriend?” Charlie asked, not really sure if she wanted to hear the answer.

Lisa studied the child’s face. “Depends on what you mean by girlfriend, I guess,” she replied, waiting to see Charlie’s reaction.

Charlie just grunted. Then she said, “I mean, well, when you kissed her in the restaurant… friends don’t usually kiss like that.”

Lisa smiled. Was Charlie jealous of Sheryl? she thought to herself. Her heart swelled.

“Well, we are more than just friends, Charlie. But we’re not girlfriends, not in the romantic sense. Do you understand what I mean?”

Charlie pondered this for a few moments. Then, looking Lisa in the eyes, she offered her opinion. “So you’re fuck buddies,” she said, more as a statement than a question.

Lisa was taken aback by the girl’s choice of words. “Charlie!” she said in a shocked voice, slightly louder than she’d intended.

“I’m sorry. Please don’t be mad.”

“I’m not mad, honey. You just surprised me is all. I’m sorry for raising my voice at you.”

“That’s okay.”

“But you are correct,” Lisa continued, as she came over and sat by Charlie. “Though I wouldn’t have used that term, Sheryl and I do have sex once in a while. Does that bother you?”

Charlie stared at a spot on the floor. “Maybe a little, I guess. I liked it when I thought it was just you and me.” She looked up at Lisa with tear-filled eyes.

Lisa’s heart was melting again.

“Oh, sweetie,” she said, drawing the girl in for a hug. “I’m sorry if I made you feel bad. But don’t you worry, there is more than enough room in my heart for you. Okay?” She could feel Charlie nodding as she kissed the top of her head.

After a few minutes, Lisa got up to check on the food. Charlie appeared to be content with the reassurances she’d been given. Lisa made a mental note to herself to try and remember not to be overly affectionate towards Sheryl in front of Charlie.

She finished preparing the meal, then the two sat and talked about the day’s events as they ate. After supper, they cuddled on the sofa and watched some TV.

Out of the blue, Charlie asked, “So, do you hope that Sheryl doesn’t find my aunt?”

Lisa didn’t answer right away. Slowly she picked up the remote, turned off the TV, and placed the remote back on the table. Taking Charlie into her arms, she held her tight, kissing her gently on the head. Lisa was trying to buy herself some time to formulate a response.

“I would be lying if I said no,” she began, taking a deep breath before continuing. “It’s selfish of me, I realize that. I have known you for only two days, yet you’ve come to mean a great deal to me. I don’t want to lose you, but you do need to be with your family.” Lisa choked out her reply, tears streaming down her cheeks. In her arms, she could feel Charlie softly crying into her chest.

“I love you, Lisa. I don’t want to go away.” Charlie’s reply was muffled, but Lisa understood it.

The two simply sat there in the warm embrace of each other’s arms for the longest time. Lisa was beginning to think that Charlie might have cried herself to sleep when she felt her stir. The child looked up at Lisa with red eyes and tear-stained cheeks.

“Will you come visit me sometimes?” she asked, a quiver in her voice.

Lisa smiled and gave her a kiss. “I will. As often as you want me to.”

Charlie started to get up then, only to find her leg was completely numb. She fell backward onto the sofa and stretched out her legs, wincing as she wiggled the toes. “Ow! Ow! Ow!” she yelled. “They’re asleep!”

Her robe had come open as she flopped back, and Lisa could see that her young lover was nude. “Why, Charlie!” she playfully exclaimed. “You seem to have lost your clothes!”

Charlie tried to cover up, but it was too late. Lisa planted her lips directly on the girl’s bellybutton and blew. The room was filled with the sound of a very wet raspberry. Charlie shrieked, and then broke into a fit of laughter. She tried her hardest to push Lisa’s head away but was rewarded with more raspberries instead.

“Noooo!” she cried out, thrashing and kicking from the tickling.

After a several more minutes of torture, Lisa moved up so her face was above Charlie’s. They held each other’s gaze for a long time before Lisa spoke.

“I love you, Charlie.”

There, she had said it. It was done, and she couldn’t unsay it now. She had committed herself to this little girl. That was crazy. You don’t fall in love over the course of just 48 hours, and you don’t fall in love with a child a third your age. But she had, as fucked-up as that seemed, and she didn’t care. Lisa loved Charlie and that’s all there was to it.

Lisa could hear that little voice inside her. It didn’t speak, though. It sighed, closed its suitcase, and left the building.

“Earth to Lisa,” said Charlie. “Are you there?”

“Yes sweetie, I’m here, and I always will be.” She brought her lips to Charlie’s.

They kissed. Soft little kisses on the cheeks and neck. Quick pecks on the nose and eyelids. Gentle nibbles on the earlobes and lips. But best of all were the long, wet, passionate kisses on the mouth where tongues could dance and play.

Lisa finally pulled away, under great protest from Charlie.

“If I’m not mistaken,” the woman said with a saucy wink, “I believe I owe you an orgasm.”

Charlie giggled and smiled.

Lisa kissed Charlie’s lips again before kissing her way down to her chest. She took her time kissing each nipple and flicking it with her tongue. Taking one small mound into her mouth, she gently sucked on it while she pinched and pulled at the other nipple. Charlie was softly whimpering in response, and Lisa could feel her hips moving under her.

Sliding down to her abdomen, kissing all the way, she stopped to play with Charlie’s bellybutton, circling it with her tongue and exploring it shallows. Charlie’s belly twitched as she giggled and moaned at the same time.

Lisa moved to a hip bone and kissed it, then kissed her way across to the other, stopping only for a moment to kiss the sparse patch of hair between the girl’s legs. Lisa looked back over the landscape she had just covered. Charlie’s skin was glistening with perspiration, her chest rising and falling with each rapid breath she took, her head tilted back slightly as she moaned.

“What do you want me to do, Charlie?” Lisa asked in a husky voice.

“Lick me.”

“Lick what?” Lisa teased.

“Lick my pussy — please!!”

Lisa did as she was asked. She dipped her tongue deep into Charlie’s core, then slowly brought it up through her fleshy pink folds and across her clit.

“Yes!” Charlie yelled. “More! Don’t stop!”

“Do you want me to eat your pussy, Charlie?”

“Yes!”

“Tell me.”

“Eat me, Lisa! Eat my pussy!” Charlie begged, almost screaming.

Again Lisa obeyed. She took the young girl’s clit into her mouth and sucked on it. Her tongue danced on it. Her teeth nipped at it. Lisa slid two fingers into Charlie and curved them slightly upward. Charlie’s hips began to rock and push against Lisa’s mouth. Her throbbing young clit was swollen, and Lisa continued to torment it with her tongue.

Lisa’s fingers pushed against Charlie’s g-spot, sending her into oblivion. Charlie’s body shook, and her breath caught. Lisa could feel the tremors coursing through her young body as her muscles clamped down on Lisa’s fingers. Charlie’s juices flowed like a river whose dam had just burst.

At last, Charlie went limp and she began to breath again. She was covered in sweat. Then she started to softly weep.

Lisa pulled herself up along Charlie’s still form. “Why the tears?” she asked, kissing them away.

Charlie wrapped her arms around Lisa and squeezed. “That was so intense. I thought I was gonna die.”

“So, happy tears then?”

“Very happy tears,” Charlie giggled.

They held each other for a while longer, and then headed off to bed. Sleep didn’t come right away, though. The two cuddled and chatted and made love one more time before finally drifting off to sleep well after midnight.

*****

Sunday morning found the two lovers sleeping peacefully in each other’s arms. Charlie was on her side with Lisa spooning her. As light from the morning sun spilled through the curtains, Charlie stirred. She stretched and yawned.

“Morning, sweetheart,” Lisa said after being woken by the girl’s movements.

Charlie rolled over to face Lisa. “G’morning,” she said kissing Lisa’s nose. “I love you.”

Lisa smiled as she brushed the strands of hair from Charlie’s face. “I love you too, baby.” Charlie’s eyes seemed to sparkle, Lisa thought, even first thing in the morning, and her smile could melt the coldest of hearts.

“What’re we gonna do today?” Charlie asked.

“I don’t have anything planned. We could just be lazy, and lounge around the house. I could make pancakes for breakfast.”

“Mmm, pancakes!” Charlie said excitedly, her eyes going wide.

“Then it’s settled. A lazy day and some pancakes,” Lisa chuckled, as she gave Charlie a long sloppy kiss.

That’s how the day went. Neither Lisa nor Charlie ever got dressed. They had a big stack of pancakes with butter and maple syrup. They relaxed and read the Sunday paper. Talked and played card games. Watched TV and talked some more. Then, long after the sun had set, they made love in Lisa’s bed and fell asleep spooning in the moonlight.

The next three days were a little more adventurous. Lisa called Marcy on Monday morning and told her she was going to be taking a few days off. Lisa and Charlie then hit the town. There was shopping, movies, and restaurants. If you were to ask them what movies they saw, they probably wouldn’t remember. But they could tell you about a lot of naughty things that happened in the back row.

On Wednesday evening, as they were cleaning up the dinner dishes, there came a knock at the door. Charlie rushed to answer it. She found Sheryl was standing on the porch as she opened the door.

“Hi, Charlie.”

“Hi, Sheryl. Come in. Lisa’s in the kitchen,” Charlie replied. Then she turned and dashed back in, shouting, “Lisa! Sheryl is here!”

Sheryl stepped inside and closed the door as Lisa came around the corner drying her hands on a dish towel.

“No kissing,” Lisa whispered into her friend’s ear as they hugged. “Charlie’s jealous of you.”

“Oh, I see. All business then, I guess,” Sheryl replied with a wink.

Today Sheryl looked like a lawyer. She wore a sharp beige pantsuit, white blouse, and a pair of heels. After taking off her jacket and hanging it in the closet, she made her way into the living room and sat down.

“Well, guys, I completed my investigation. I’m afraid it isn’t very good news.”

Lisa was a bundle of nerves. She was starting to feel nauseous.

Sheryl looked at Charlie. “I’m sorry to have to tell you this, Charlie. But your aunt passed away at almost the same time your mother did. There are no other living relatives.”

Charlie’s eyes welled up. She ran over to Lisa and sat on her lap.

“Does that mean I have to go to a foster home again?” the girl asked, the tears streaming down her face.

Both Sheryl and Lisa were having a hard time holding back their own tears. But Sheryl shook her head as she pulled a legal document out of her portfolio. After clearing her throat, she said, “I saw how much you cared about her, Lisa. And after the story you told me, I knew a foster family wasn’t a good option for Charlie.”

Charlie and Lisa looked at the lawyer, not knowing what to expect.

“I was able to pull a few strings,” Sheryl explained, setting the document on the coffee table and pushing it toward Lisa. “And I got Judge Parker to sign off on this.”

Lisa blinked. “What is it?”

“This gives you temporary guardianship of Charlie.”

“So, no foster home then?” asked Lisa.

“No foster home,” Sheryl confirmed.

“No foster home?” Charlie asked, sniffing and wiping away her tears.

“No foster home,” Lisa and Sheryl said to her in unison.

Charlie gave Lisa a huge hug and kiss, then hopped off her lap and ran to Sheryl, pausing just in front of her, not quite sure what to do. Sheryl smiled at the girl and stretched out her arms. Charlie leaped into her embrace and squeezed her tight, then kissed her square on the lips before jumping down again.

“Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!” Charlie exclaimed, clasping her hands together in front of her chest, a giant grin on her face.

She began jumping around the living room, squealing with joy. Charlie felt like it was Christmas morning, only way better. No more foster homes, and now she wouldn’t have to leave Lisa!

While Charlie was still bouncing off the walls, Sheryl motioned for Lisa to follow her into the kitchen where they could speak privately.

“After I left the restaurant the other day,” Sheryl began, “I was wondering why they didn’t send Charlie to her aunt’s, instead of directly into foster care. Now we know why. Still, there are a few more hoops to jump through. But I don’t think that will be much of an issue.”

“What hoops?”

“Social Services, mainly. We’ll have to prove that you can financially support the child. That part is easy since you’re loaded. Then you’ll have to get her into school, find someone to take care of her while you’re at work…. you know, typical mother-type stuff.”

“Mother-type stuff,” mused Lisa. “It sounds weird when you put it that way.”

“I would suggest you get the spare room set up to look like a little girl sleeps in there, even if she doesn’t. Oh, and hide all the sex toys before the visit.”

“What are you insinuating?” Lisa fired back, knowing her friend was just being a smart-ass as usual, as least as far as sex toys were concerned. “And what visit?”

“I’m not insinuating anything. You’re in love with her and it’s all over your face. Pun intended,” Sheryl said, with a devilish grin. “A social worker will be here in a couple of weeks to inspect the house and to interview both of you.”

“Wow, I guess I’m going to be pretty busy for the next few days.”

Sheryl nodded at Lisa, then started for the door. “Bye, Charlie,” she called out. “I’ll see you soon.”

“Bye! And thank you sooo much!” Charlie yelled as she raced up to Sheryl and gave her another big hug.

Sheryl hugged the girl back, then grabbed her portfolio and her jacket.

As she opened the front door, Lisa asked, “How did you manage all this in such a short time?”

“Oh, you know, padded a few wallets, sucked a few dicks.”

“Sheryl!” Lisa exclaimed.

“I’m kidding. Jesus. I would never pad a wallet,” the lawyer said with a wink, heading out the door.

Lisa laughed to herself as she went back into the living room and plopped down on the sofa. She picked up the document and scanned the first page as Charlie came over and snuggled up beside her.

“I’m so happy right now,” the girl purred.

“Me too, Charlie, me too…”

Lisa read some more of the guardianship agreement, then asked, “When is the last time you were in school, honey?”

“Um, not since I ran away.”

“Well, I guess we’re going to have to do something about that.”

Continue on to Chapter 7