Juicy Secrets Forbidden Tales of Lesbian Love

“Do you want me to turn the light out?”

I turned and looked at Jess, my pulse racing. We were both nude, lying on our backs in her bed, the covers pulled up to our chins. It was almost 11:00 at night, but I didn’t feel the tiniest bit sleepy. She and I were going to masturbate together!

Still trying for some reason to appear calm and composed, I shrugged, “I don’t know. It’s up to you.”

“Okay, I think I will. That’s usually what I do.”

As my friend reached over to switch off the bedside lamp, I caught a glimpse of her small boob. What would it be like to touch her there, I wondered, or maybe to kiss her? It made my stomach all jumpy to think about stuff like that. With the room now dark, I squeezed my legs together, kind of scissoring my thighs. That felt good… but then I remembered we were supposed to start playing with ourselves, so I didn’t have to hide what I was doing.

I moved both hands down there, feeling my smooth, hairless slit. What would Jessica’s pussy feel like if I touched her? Would it be different from mine? She had some hair, which I didn’t. Then I thought about Jessica’s mom, Karen, how her pussy was totally bald, like mine. Jess said she had it waxed. I wondered if she really was as smooth as I was, or if Sophie was, or Freja…

Ooh, Freja! I hadn’t seen her without clothes on yet, but my god, those amazing long legs of hers. Just imagine what she must look like naked!

Hmm, so maybe that meant I really was a lesbian. I only ever thought about girls or women when I played with myself, it seemed, and that was the only kind of porn that I liked watching on my computer, just stuff with women, never anything with men in it. Yuck.

“Are you doing it?” Jess asked.

“Um, yeah…”

“Cuz it seems like you’re just laying there, not moving.”

“Oh, well, I was, like, you know, thinking about stuff.”

“What were you thinking about?”

I could hear the sheets rustling, feel the bed moving. Jessica clearly was masturbating next to me, while I was only just sort of idly stroking myself. Got too caught up in thinking. I spread my legs apart, giving my fingers more room, but when I did that, my knee bumped into her leg.

“Oh, sorry,” I mumbled.

“That’s okay,” she said, as she lifted her leg, laying it over mine. That felt nice and warm, and super sexy too. Then she asked again, “So what were you thinking about?”

“Um, well… about Freja. And Sophie.”

“And my mom, too? What they’re doing downstairs?” Her voice sounded kind of breathy, like she was getting turned on awful fast.

“Yeah,” I nodded in the dark.

“I liked watching them with you. That was hot.”

“I know, it was.”

“I really like you, Lia. I mean, I like you a lot.” As she said this, she placed one hand on my leg, on my thigh. I could tell, though, that her other hand was still busy working, rubbing her pussy.

“I like you a lot too, Jess.”

“Are you getting close yet?”

“Well, no, not really…”

“Try, okay? Cuz I’m getting close, but I want to wait and see if we can, you know, get there at the same time.”

“All right.”

I pushed the middle finger of my right hand into my slit. It was all gooey in there. No problem getting wet. I added a second finger, my ring finger, sliding them up and down a few times, feeling how slippery and hot I was, touching the opening to my vagina, playing just around the edge but not going inside yet. Then I brought those two juicy fingers up to my clit, moaning a little, my body jerking when I made contact.

“Feels good, huh?” said Jess.

“Oh, yeah, real good.”

Moving my left hand down a little, I pressed one finger inside my pussy, groaning with the delicious feeling of penetration. One finger inside, two on my clit, that was the usual formula that worked for me, along with a sweet fantasy about kissing a pretty girl, something I’d never actually done but only dreamed about.

“How long will it take you?” my friend asked.

“Um, well, not too long, I don’t think, but… can you, like, talk to me about stuff? Tell me about, maybe, Freja and your mom? Watching them have sex?”

“Yeah, okay, sure.” She squeezed my leg, then said, “Freja’s hot, isn’t she? She has nice big boobs, bigger than my mom’s or Sophie’s, except not as big as Margaret’s. You should see hers, they’re huge. Well, you will see ‘em, I guess, if you come over often enough. Maybe even tomorrow morning. But anyway, um, the last time I watched ‘em, Freja asked my mom to sit on her face. She totally loves pussy, Freja does. I mean, she can just keep licking and licking forever. When we have a group here, like my mom’s friends and stuff, they all take turns, one after the other, sitting on Freja’s face. She loves it, licking pussy after pussy, making them come in her mouth—”

“Jess, I – I – I -”

“You ready? Okay, I am too, almost, just a sec…”

The bed started shaking more, and I could hear Jessica panting. I rubbed my clit faster. Then she said, “Okay, I’m — ready? Ready? Now!”

We climaxed together.

 

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As she lay in bed, Nora brought a hand up to her mouth, fingertips lightly grazing her lips. It had been a very long time since she’d made love with anyone, too long. She missed that.

Masturbation was wonderful, and she couldn’t bear to live without her cherished collection of erotica and pornography, but it did feel nice at least on occasion to touch someone else, to caress her skin, explore her curves, and especially to kiss her soft lips. She really missed kissing, missed it badly. Lying on her back in the dark, Nora licked the ends of her fingers as she rubbed them gently over her own lips.

How long had it been? Thinking about it, she was surprised to realize that nearly four years had gone by since the last time she’d had sex, or even kissed another woman. Four years! That was definitely too long. She’d just been so focused on her career, too busy working and too readily satisfied by those quick forays into the world of her fantasies, playing with herself often but never kissing or touching anyone else. Maybe it was time to change that.

What about Karen, Jessica’s mom? What would it be like to kiss her? Would she be interested? Their brief meeting earlier that evening, though innocent on the surface, seemed to contain a hint of possibilities.

She turned over, onto her stomach. One hand slid down between her legs, with the other still at her mouth, rubbing her lips. Closing her eyes, Nora pictured the two of them in bed, nude, she and Karen having sex. She caressed her lips and humped her fingers as she imagined their warm feminine bodies pressing together, women making love, and kissing, mmm, yes, lots and lots of kissing.

 

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“You want to try some kissing now?” said Jess.

We’d finished masturbating, at least our first round of it, and then spent a minute or so giggling and catching our breath before she popped the question.

“Kissing?” I replied.

“Yeah, you know, that thing where you put your lips on someone else’s.”

“Pshh, I know, stupid. But I mean, I’ve never kissed anybody except for my mom, and that’s not…”

Then the weirdest thing happened. I guess it must’ve been because of all the stuff I’d seen that night — the hot movie, Bound, with those beautiful women kissing and making love, then the lesbian porn on the big-screen TV downstairs and the two real-life women, Karen and Sophie, actually having sex right in front of me. Anyway, when I said that about my mom, suddenly for some reason I got this image in my head of me and my mother kissing. And not just a regular mother and daughter kiss either, I mean really kissing. I could see it happening, could almost feel her lips on mine — and the weirdest part of all was how much it turned me on!

But that’s crazy! I had never thought of my mom like that, in a sexual way. Why would I? She was my mom, and besides, she never thought about sex, as far as I knew. So I don’t know why it happened, but I got this sudden flash, this picture of my mom and me kissing. It was so clear and so real, and so incredibly arousing.

“Hey, are you okay?” Jess asked.

I realized then that I was trembling all over and breathing fast too, like I was practically ready to come again. I took a deep breath, swallowed, and tried my best to calm down.

“Yeah, I, I’m fine. I just, I don’t know…”

“What happened to you?”

“Nothing. It’s — nothing.” I couldn’t possibly admit to Jessica what I’d fantasized about. She would probably think it was totally gross. It was gross, wasn’t it? And yet…

“Does it turn you on that much to think about kissing me?”

“Uh, yeah, I guess so,” I told her. “Or, um, to think about kissing a girl anyway.”

“So… you wanna try it?”

“Yeah, sure, okay.”

She turned toward me in the bed.

 

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Downstairs in the family room, Karen masturbated as she watched Sophie sucking Margaret’s nipples. The buxom forty-something redhead was seated on the couch, completely nude, with Sophie, also naked, lying across her lap, nursing. Freja knelt on the floor in front of them, the coffee table pushed back a bit, giving her room.

The tall blonde had her face buried between Margaret’s spread thighs, hungrily licking her. Freja’s cheeks were coated with the older woman’s fragrant juices, and Margaret’s abundant curly red pubic hair sometimes tickled, but Freja didn’t mind that. She loved pussy, and could never get enough. Any woman, any age, or any little girl for that matter. Freja simply loved pussy.

Karen had moved to a nearby chair so she could rub herself while observing the action. It was such a beautiful, erotic sight. She loved looking at Margaret’s oversized breasts with pink nipples, her pale, freckled skin, her full womanly body with fleshy arms and heavy thighs. They made an exciting contrast with Freja’s tall, athletic figure and Sophie’s tiny, girl-like form.

Freja, Sophie, and Margaret all lived full-time at Karen’s house. Each of them had their own bedroom and plenty of privacy if they wanted it. But this way they also were available for sex around the clock, whenever Karen felt the need. None of them had any problem with this arrangement. They were paid quite well to do their jobs, and to them the lovemaking was a bonus, an extremely pleasurable fringe benefit.

Of the three, Margaret had been with Karen the longest, serving as her cook for the past five years. Freja had been there for nearly three years, and Sophie for not quite a year. The women were friends as well as lovers, though each had other friends too and other sex partners. It was an ideal situation.

Margaret made eye contact with Karen, smiling at her. As Sophie sucked on one nipple, Margaret massaged her other large breast, squeezing and pulling the fat pink nipple. Licking her lips, her eyes still locked on Karen’s, Margaret slid a hand down between Sophie’s legs, caressing the young woman’s slippery vulva.

Karen climaxed. God, she loved sex so much. She loved watching lesbian sex, whether in porn movies or in real life. She loved having sex with women — but more than anything else she loved playing with herself. Although she made love every day, usually several times, most of Karen’s orgasms came when she was rubbing her own pussy. Karen was addicted to masturbation, and she did not mind that at all. It made her very happy.

Margaret was getting close too, with Freja licking her and with Sophie at her breast. As she watched Karen come, the redhead pushed two fingers deep inside Sophie’s warm, wet vagina, and also pinched her own nipple harder. Margaret certainly couldn’t come as frequently as Karen. It was hard to imagine how anyone could. But she was easily capable of several orgasms in a day. And now she was almost there, almost there.

 

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In her bed, Nora reached climax again, her sixth of the night if anyone was counting. And at last she was spent, exhausted. Her pussy was getting sore. But it was a good kind of sore.

She turned from her stomach onto her side, a hand still at her mouth, fingers gently caressing her lips. That fantasy of kissing Karen and making love with her definitely had worked. Could it come true in real life? Nora wasn’t really sure, although it seemed a possibility. She thought she’d seen a gleam in Karen’s eye when they met, a look of… sexual interest. Yes, she was certain she hadn’t imagined that.

And then the way the woman had been dressed, barefoot and wearing that alluring kimono, with apparently nothing on underneath, and inviting her in for coffee or a glass of wine. If Nora had accepted, would Karen have tried to seduce her? Well, most likely not, with the kids there. But it was nice to think about anyway. Very nice to think about.

Soon Nora drifted off to sleep, enjoying pleasant dreams of kissing soft lips.

 

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Oh my god, kissing Jess was so great!

I mean, I don’t know if she was a great kisser or anything, ‘cause I’d never really kissed anyone else before — but just to be kissing someone like that, her lips so nice, her tongue in my mouth, her warm breath, those little sounds she made — it was all just so unbelievably great.

Maybe the best part of all was the way her body felt on mine. We were both naked, of course, and as soon as we started kissing she sort of rolled on top of me. Not all the way, but she had one leg over mine and she was mostly lying on me, her little boobs on my chest, her arms around me. I loved how it felt, being with her like that.

I even took a chance while we were kissing, and rubbed my hand on Jessica’s back, slowly going lower and lower until finally I was touching her bare bottom. Yes! I actually touched her butt, and she didn’t even seem to mind. She just kept kissing me, moaning and sighing like she was really enjoying it. I certainly was enjoying it too. I took another big chance and squeezed her butt, her cheek. She kind of giggled in my mouth, so I guess she liked it.

After maybe ten or fifteen minutes of kissing like that, she suddenly stopped and pulled away. “This is fun, huh?” she grinned.

“Yeah,” I nodded, “really fun.”

“But, um, it makes me wanna masturbate again. You want to?”

I shrugged. “Sure, okay.”

So that’s what we did. Jess turned onto her back and we lay side by side in her bed and played with ourselves. We managed to work it out so we came at almost the exact same time. After that we just talked for a few more minutes, then said goodnight and went to sleep.

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