Juicy Secrets Forbidden Tales of Lesbian Love

By Amanda Lynn

Cheryl pushed Lisa’s hand off the recorder, starting it again and nodding toward Amanda. “Please go on with your story.”

“Well, let’s see, where was I…”

Lisa prompted her. “Jeannie was just complaining that she has little girl boobs. And I think you were going to tell her how much you liked them.”

“Ah, yes. That’s right.”

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“They’re beautiful, and so are you,” I said to Jeannie, as I turned my attention to her slacks.

I got to my knees, undid the button, and slowly pulled down the zipper. Then I moved my hands to her narrow hips and hooked my thumbs into the waistband, pulling the tight slacks down over her slender legs.

She was wearing lacy black bikini panties, partially transparent. I could see her slit through the delicate material and could tell that she kept herself shaved. Jeannie stepped out of her slacks as I leaned in and kissed her belly. She gave a soft gasp at the touch of my lips on her skin. I kissed my way up to her tiny breasts as I stood and flicked my tongue over her stiff nipples. Then I gently kissed her on the lips, and held it for a second. I looked into her eyes. Any fears or doubts the girl had seemed to be melting away.

“Lay down on your belly,” I instructed, pointing at the bed.

I went to the bathroom to retrieve a bottle of lotion. I had to splash water on my face and take a few deep breaths to calm myself. I was so horny right now, it was driving me mad. Lotion in hand, I went back to the bed. Jeannie was lying prone with her head on the pillow, arms resting at her sides. As I admired her willowy body, I noticed she had done away with her panties.

“You were gonna get me out of them sooner or later, right?” she giggled, seeing the way I was staring at her bare ass.

“Yes, you wonderfully naughty thing, I was hoping to.”

I stepped to the side of the bed and sat beside her, then gave the opened bottle a gentle squeeze. Fragrant lotion oozed onto her back. After putting the bottle down, I spread the lotion over her smooth skin. She let out a soft grunt as I began to knead the muscles of her back. My fingers worked from her shoulders, over her shoulder blades, down to her waist, and back up along her spine. Her skin was soft and warm beneath my hands. I wanted to kiss every inch of her and run my tongue all over. For now, though, I restrained myself and continued with the massage.

Next I moved to Jeannie’s slender arms. Beginning at the shoulder, I eased my way over her biceps, past the elbow, down her forearm and then to her dainty hands, gently squeezing and rubbing, applying more lotion as needed. Her eyes were closed, and she was breathing very softly.

“Are you still with me?” I asked, hoping she hadn’t dozed off.

“Uh-huh,” she cooed.

I shifted to her legs, starting at the ankle, then massaging up over her calf, to her thigh, and to her hamstring, watching with delight as she ever so slightly spread her legs apart when my fingers approached her crotch… coming very close before moving away. Jeannie let out a little whimper that seemed to indicate her disappointment at my reversal of direction. I worked my way back down one shapely leg then went to the other one.

After finishing with the second leg, I moved my attention to her lower back. I applied a liberal amount of lotion and began to work it into her skin. She moaned contently when I slid my hands onto the soft flesh of her cute round ass. As I kneaded her cheeks, she spread her legs wider and began to slowly rock her hips. I could sense the increase in her breathing and heard her quietly moaning into the pillow.

I massaged her gorgeous ass some more before slipping a finger between her cheeks and across her anus. Jeannie twitched and gasped. She didn’t say anything, but lifted her hips up against my probing middle finger — which was well lubricated, and slipped easily inside her. She yelped as my finger sunk in just past the first knuckle.

“Oh my god!” she croaked.

“Are you okay?” I asked, keeping my finger in place.

The young brunette nodded. “I’ve… never been fingered there before. It feels, well, nice,” she said, a hint of embarrassment in her voice.

I fingered her for a few more moments. Her sighs and moans told me she was enjoying this new sensation. I could have continued, but now I wanted something else.

Jeannie groaned as I withdrew the invading digit, then slid my hands down over her thighs, pushing her legs farther apart while admiring her exquisite olive flesh. Licking my lips, I brought a hand back up to her crotch. She jumped when my finger made contact with her juicy opening. I didn’t enter her right away, however, but circled my finger around the edge, teasing the girl.

“Oh, Amanda, please!” she whined as she moved her hips, trying to make my finger penetrate her.

“Please what?” I asked, in a seductive tone.

“I want your fingers inside me!”

“Patience, my little pet. We’ll get there soon enough.” I slid my fingers up through her wet folds, avoiding contact with her clit, then moved back down, circling around her opening once more before sitting back and taking my hands away.

“No,” she begged, “don’t stop!”

I smiled, pleased with myself. “Turn over,” I told her.

Jeannie obeyed, rolling onto her back. I looked into her eyes momentarily before taking in her naked body… from her dark nipples down over her flat belly and to her bald glistening pussy. I placed my hands on her ankles, moving them very slowly up her legs and over her hips, across her belly, up to her barely there tits, onto her shoulders, and finally down her arms to her hands.

I sat back again. “Massage is done. Time to leave,” I said flatly, hiding all emotion from my face.

She stared at me with a horrified expression.

I smiled and giggled. “Gotcha,” I said, leaning over and pressing my lips to hers. I felt a sigh of relief escape her as she wrapped her arms around me.

“That wasn’t funny,” the girl protested, giving my bottom a smack.

I laughed and pushed my tongue into her mouth. She groaned and kissed me back. Our kisses were passionate and wet. Our tongues danced and played together.

After a minute or so, I broke the kiss, which Jeannie wasn’t happy about. But I stood up just long enough to slide my soaked panties off, then lie down beside her on the bed, wrapping my arms around the young beauty and laying one leg over hers. I covered her face with soft little kisses and nibbled on her ear and the tender flesh of her neck. I kissed my way down her throat and over her collarbone.

Jeannie moaned, and I could feel her trying to hump her pussy against my leg. When I put my mouth over her small breast, she twitched. I sucked her tit, flicking my tongue over the hard nipple, savoring the salty taste of the girl’s flesh. I kissed and licked and sucked on her nipples, while I also explored the soft area of skin below her bellybutton with my hand. I moved my fingers gently over her thighs and hips and across her hairless mound. Her arousal was apparent, as she twisted and thrust her hips upward. I continued my journey down her abdomen, kissing as I went, briefly stopping at her belly button. I circled it with my tongue and dipped into the small depression.

She squealed and squirmed. “That tickles!”

I kissed her belly button once more, then stood and sauntered toward the table. “Mmm, I think I need some more wine.”

“What? Now?!”

I picked up the empty bottle I’d finished earlier in the evening. Lifting it, I could see a few drops of wine, perhaps a swallow, still at the bottom. Then I returned to the girl and sat on the edge of the bed.

Jeannie had propped herself up on her elbows and was looking at me, a quizzical expression on her face. She looked at the wine bottle and back at me, tilting her head to the side. I chuckled as I tipped the bottle just enough to allow the top to touch the skin of her flat tummy.

She inhaled sharply as the cool glass touched her skin, then fell back onto the bed. I slowly traced the mouth of the bottle around her middle for several moments. I circled her belly button, spiraling inward until the lip of the bottle touched it. I then tipped the bottle up, and the few remaining drops of wine spilled out, filling her belly button.

Jeannie raised her head just in time to see me place my mouth over her tummy and suck the wine from her navel. I then licked it and the surrounding flesh, tasting the wine and the salt on her skin.

“Oh, jeez, Amanda,” Jeannie croaked, shivering as her head dropped back.

I giggled. “Yum, tasty!”

I sat up and moved the mouth of the bottle around her lovely body once again. I slid it down, over her mound, and pushed it against her clit, causing the girl to gasp. Smiling, I massaged her swollen clit with the end of the bottle.

As I explored her folds, moving the bottle slowly up and down, teasing, she squirmed and moaned. But when I pushed it down a bit lower, tracing her pink entrance with the tip of the bottle, Jeannie pushed herself up on both hands in sudden realization. She watched closely, her eyes going wide.

“No, you’re… you’re not going to… Ahh!!”

She didn’t get to finish her protest. I shoved the first two inches of the bottle into her vagina. Her hips bucked as she fell back onto the bed, driving the bottle deeper inside. She cried out again as I withdrew the bottle, then pushed it back in.

I fucked the sexy young girl this way for several minutes, seeing the neck of the bottle glisten with her juices as it slid in and out of her. Jeannie panted and moaned, opening her legs even wider, trying to take as much of the foreign object inside as she could.

“How’re you doing, sweetie?” I asked. “You okay?”

“Uh-huh, it… it feels strange, but sooo good,” she said with ragged breath.

I increased the tempo, fucking her harder and faster, watching her writhe, hearing her groan. Suddenly she gasped and then began to shudder as an orgasm took hold and washed over her. I waited until she finished before slowly removing the bottle from inside her pussy.

Making eye contact with the girl, I slid the end into my mouth, sucking it, loving the taste.

She smiled and sighed, “Wow…”

I got up for a moment and placed the bottle on the table, then sat down on the bed beside her. “If we had made a movie out of that, we could’ve called it ‘Bottle in the Jeannie’,” I said with a grin.

“Very amusing.” She swatted at me, and we giggled at the bad joke.

“Did you like being fucked that way?” I asked.

Jeannie nodded. “Yeah, I did. It felt so big the deeper it went. I’ve only ever had fingers inside me before. Well, that’s not really true,” she smiled and blushed. “I tried a hairbrush when I was twelve.”

I chuckled, then kissed her lips. I slid back down her slender nude body, kissing as I went. After being teased by the juices on the bottle, I was eager to enjoy the real thing. When I reached her mound, I sat up.

Kneeling between her legs, I spread the girl’s slender thighs apart. I admired her smooth puffy outer lips that hid her secret treasures. Leaning close, I could see her swollen clit just peeking out at the top of her glistening slit. I looked up at her face, and found Jeannie was propped up on her elbows, staring at me. Her chest had begun to heave in anticipation as she pinched and pulled at her nipples. She was biting her lower lip, and her eyes begged for me to pleasure her.

I bent down and kissed and nuzzled her inner thigh as I inhaled her scent. A combination of her arousal and her sweat filled my nostrils. Slowly I moved closer to Jeannie’s delectable pussy. I kissed one side then the other, not getting too close yet to her center. I teased her labia with the tip of my tongue, tracing its outer edges. Jeannie moaned and bucked. I moved down and explored her rosebud, swirling my tongue around it.

“Oh Jesus Amanda! What the fuck!” Jeannie cried.

I didn’t stop. I kept playing with her, teasing her, getting pleasure each time she would whimper and squirm and plead for more. I was humping my own throbbing pussy against the bed by this point, trying to achieve even the slightest amount of relief for myself.

When I figured I had finally tormented the poor girl long enough, I spread her outer lips with my thumbs and ran my tongue up through her furrow. Jeannie’s juices were thick and sweet with just a little bit of a tang. I licked her with the flat of my tongue, from her opening up to and over her clit, repeating this again and again.

Jeannie whimpered, her breathing was labored, her skin coated with a sheen of perspiration. I sucked and pulled on her small pussy lips for several seconds before shoving my stiffened tongue into her opening. She bucked and cried out. I pushed my hands beneath her ass and held onto her as I fucked her with my tongue. The girl squirmed and moaned and yelled my name. She clawed at the bed as I pulled my tongue out and put my mouth over her clit and sucked on the swollen bud. I pushed two fingers deep inside her core and began to slowly fuck her. Jeannie grabbed my head with her hands and shoved her pussy against me, humping and grinding against my mouth and fingers.

“Fuck, fuck, yes! I’m gonna come, don’t stop!” she cried.

I sucked on her clit and flicked it with my tongue. Then she froze. Her hips were off the bed, fingers tangled in my hair, and her body stiffened. Her juices flowed freely. Jeannie’s screams caught in her throat as her body shook.

“Oh — fuck — yes!!” she managed to choke out.

When she came down from the peak, she relaxed and let go of my head. I crawled up her body and kissed her deeply, pushing my tongue into her mouth. Then I looked into her beautiful dark eyes.

“Did you enjoy your massage?” I asked as I kissed her nose.

She smiled and took a deep breath, slowly letting it out. “Yes, very much. Thank you. It even had a happy ending.”

“I’m glad you enjoyed it. But you’re the only one so far who’s had the happy part,” I said with a wink.

Jeannie rolled over on top me and kissed my cheek. “I guess I’ll have to do something about that then.”

Giggling, she slid down my body and took an erect nipple into her mouth. She sucked on my left nipple, hungrily, greedily, while her fingers squeezed and tugged my right one. I groaned, knowing full well that it would take very little of this to push me over the brink.

Jeannie continued to play with my tits, her tongue dancing and flicking over my hard nipples. Her hand moved over my belly and onto my pussy. I was on fire, ready to explode. My body quivered at her touch. Jeannie pushed her finger through my folds and then into my sodden pussy, fucking me.

It wasn’t going to take much more. The pent-up lust that had been building over the course of the evening was nearing critical mass. My climax was imminent. “God, Jeannie, I’m almost there,” I groaned.

She kissed my nipple once more as she watched my chest heave with every breath. Then the girl quickly moved down and clamped her mouth over my pussy. While sucking on my clit, she shoved another finger deep inside me.

The orgasm burst forth, wave after wave of pleasure released in a raging torrent. I bucked and shuddered.

“Jeannie! Jeannie!!!” I cried out as powerful spasms jolted my body — and then it was over, all too soon.

I was still panting, my eyes closed, when I felt Jeannie’s lips touch mine. I could taste myself in her mouth, and I returned the kiss.

“That was wonderful,” I said after a time, as I held her close.

“Can we, um… do this every night while you’re in town?” she asked, studying my face. I smiled at her, brushing a loose strand of hair back behind her ear.

“Yes, I would like that. Although on Wednesday evening I do have a work commitment and I’m not sure how late I will be.”

Jeannie propped herself up on one elbow. “Really? You do want to spend the rest of the week with me?” she asked, showing a look of surprise.

“Sure, of course. I like you, and I’d like to get to know you better. Why does that surprise you?”

“Honestly, I just thought this would be nothing more than a one night stand. But if you really mean it, I can rearrange my work schedule so I’m off at night. I can show you the city and stuff,” she said, smiling brightly.

“Sounds like a plan, especially the ‘stuff’ part,” I stated with a devilish grin. Then I drew her close and kissed the girl. We made love once again before falling asleep in each other’s arms.

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