Juicy Secrets Forbidden Tales of Lesbian Love

By Tater Tot

I could tell Amber was horny as we were leaving the restaurant, twitching and glancing at me on the way to the Tahoe. Sliding into the front instead of sitting on her side, she took the middle seat, buckling next to me before saying, “Are we still doing my reward?”

I grinned, starting the Tahoe and said, “Yes, honey, anything you want.”

Her hand slid up my thigh and pushed against my pussy as she looked out the window, not meeting my eyes. She was breathing heavily as she ground her fingers into me, hips grinding down into the seat as if she was humping it. “Will you… will you do… can I…” She was panting now, shocking me at how aroused she was, wondering what she wanted that excited her so much.

Leaning over a little, I whispered in her ear and said, “Tell me what you want me to do. You can say anything, do anything you want to me.”

“Park where no one can see us!” she gasped out, her hand still groping my pussy as I pulled to the end of the lot and parked facing away from everyone.

When I parked, Amber took her seat belt off and slid over, frantically saying, “Sit here, sit here.” She was pulling her panties off as I slid over. She climbed on my lap and wrapped her hands around my head as she started humping herself into me, groaning, “Your fingers, f-fuck me with your fingers!” The curse words caused her to stutter, but she was so excited she couldn’t stop moving.

I slid my hand up and gasped at how wet she was. I pushed my middle finger against her bare slit and let it work its way inside as she fucked herself on it. Holding my hand in my lap, she rode my finger like a cock, pushing down slowly, then up again. I could feel her hymen and made sure not to break it as she started groaning, her juices flowing down my finger. She buried her hands in my hair as she started fucking me, grunting and growling for a minute, then startling me by tilting my head back and crushing her lips against mine. Her tongue started pushing into my mouth in rhythm with her motion on my finger.

Amber’s body was becoming frenzied as she humped my hand, her mouth raping mine as her tongue thrust as deep as she could force it. Her hands were pulling my hair as she leaned over me a little, her lips breaking free as her head went back. Her eyes were closed now as she pushed up and down, but her hands were starting to yank my head back and forth. “Fuck me, Mom!” she grunted. My hand was soaked, her pussy dripping in excitement as it loosened up some, allowing her to ride me more freely.

When she came, it was with a scream and a hard pull on my hair as she forced my head back hard and buried her face in my neck. Her pussy was squirting and spraying my hand and lap as she ground down on me, making my wrist hurt as she pushed it into my lap. The final spasms were intense as she forced her pussy forward, riding out the last of her orgasm.

She lay against me for a while, then leaned back, releasing her hold on my head and letting me withdraw my hand. Her eyes were relaxed and she had an intense look of satisfaction on her face as she looked at me. “Was that okay?” she said.

I leaned up to give her a quick kiss and said, “Anything.”

She gave me a serious look, I think realizing for the first time that I meant it. She nodded to herself before saying, “Lick your fingers.”

I grinned as I brought my hand up and started licking the copious amounts of pussy juice of it. She was leaning back against the dash, straddling me with both legs bent under her as she watched. Her eyes were very thoughtful as she climbed off me, both of us looking down at my drenched skirt. She let me slide back over and start the Tahoe and drive home.

She stayed next to me, her hand moving against my pussy again, eventually pushing up and into my panties. Her fingers slid up and down for a while, my very wet pussy making it easy on her. Then she pulled it out, leaving my skirt hoisted up, and pushed her fingers into my mouth as I drove, watching my face as I sucked them.

When I didn’t say anything she started breathing heavily again — getting off, I think, on the power she had. She turned toward me slightly and reached over to grasp one of my tits, squeezing it as she watched my face. I groaned but kept driving, concentrating on the road as she concentrated on me.

She unbuttoned the top couple of buttons on my blouse, then slid her hand in, cupping my breast. “Say something naughty,” she said hesitantly.

“Fuck me,” I said, “squeeze my tits, fuck my pussy, make me your bitch!” the words running out in a stream. She gasped, her hand clutching my breast convulsively.

Waiting a moment, she hesitantly said, “Fuck.”

I moaned and said, “Yes, fuck me!”

She pinched my nipple, getting a strong twitch from me. She leaned toward me, her hand grasping my breast again as she said, “I can do anything and you won’t be mad?”

I nodded and said, “Nothing you do today will be held against you.”

Her breath was coming in gasps as we pulled into the garage. She took her hand off me as the garage door closed and we took our seat belts off, staring at me in a frantic sort of way. When we got out she was shaking slightly as we walked into the house, and I wasn’t very shocked when she grabbed me and kind of forced me to the floor.

Her eyes were absolutely wild as she kissed me in a frenzied way, then slid down between my legs, flipped my skirt up and grabbed my panties. She was half screaming as she jerked them down, fighting them off my legs and diving into my pussy. Her mouth fastened to me, her tongue pushing inside as her hands held my hips. She was throwing me around as she worried at my pussy, yelling and growling as she brought a hand up and shoved a finger in. I gave a short scream that she ignored as she began pounding into me, basically raping me on the floor.

I was coming almost from the first touch, and after the pain faded, began to orgasm with an intense yell, thrashing as she fucked me mercilessly. When my pussy stopped spasming she growled and climbed over me to straddle my face, grabbed my hair and shoved her pussy against her lips, yelling “Eat me, Mom!”

I ate.

It took her a while to calm down, her pussy spraying me constantly as I went down on her for at least a half hour on the floor. My mouth and tongue were sore as hell when she collapsed beside me, almost asleep as she lay there with her arm around me. My skirt was flipped up and my pussy exposed, blouse open, my face covered in her juice as we lay there.

I had definitely been sexually abused. I grinned at the thought, and saw her give a soft smile with her face relaxed.

“Was that okay?” she mumbled.

“Perfect baby. Absolutely perfect,” I said.

We eventually staggered to the bathroom where I filled the Jacuzzi tub and we both slid in to relax. I held her in front of me as we slouched down, letting our abused bodies enjoy the soothing water.

“Why do I make… well, why does my pussy… I don’t know, squirt?” she muttered.

I giggled and said, “Because you’re lucky. I wish I could get that excited!”

Her head was lying back against me, her eyes closed as she continued “So… so I’m not… you know… peeing?” I could see the blush when she asked.

I leaned down to kiss her cheek and said, “Of course not, it’s just cum. You just orgasm harder than most… and a lot more often, too. I love it.”

She gave a small smile, then thought for a while before asking, “Is this what sex is like?”

I laughed and kissed her cheek again before saying, “This has been much better than I’ve ever had before. I’ve came more today than I even thought I could.”

That got a slow smile, and I saw that she was drifting toward sleep when I got Amber out and dried her off before we slipped into bed.

It was morning when we woke up, and she looked so disappointed that I had to laugh. She started to look hurt, then realized why I was laughing. Giving me a shy look she just shrugged and said, “Was it… are we…”

I gave her a kiss and said, “Yesterday is forgotten.”

She grinned back at that and slid out of bed. She grimaced a couple of times as she stretched and said “My…” she blushed and said quietly, “my pussy is sore.”

I laughed and got out of bed to kneel in front of her. She gasped loudly when I kissed her poor pussy, but then stood up and said, “Well, you were a little rough on it, but it will be easier over time.”

She was a little red-faced and panting, so I said “Sorry honey, didn’t mean to get you excited. Tuesday.”

“Oh, Mom!” she whined, but then shrugged and gave me a shy smile as I waggled my eyebrows at her. “Okay,” she said as she headed to her room.

Sunday was catch-up day for me, so while I made breakfast I put together my shopping list and run-around items. Amber was thoughtful as she ate her pancakes, looking so cute that it was all I could do not to love on her some. I caught her looking at my ass every now and then, but just smiled and continued working.

When she was finished, I sat down with my coffee to run through some ideas with her. Her schoolwork was so much better that I was thinking she could really end up doing well if she kept up the effort. A little incentive plan, maybe.

“Amber, honey,” I said, waiting until she looked up to continue. “I’m really pleased with how well you’re doing in school, and I thought we could make the rewards a little more formal.”

She perked right up at the word ‘rewards’, and said, “Really? Like what?”

“Well, grades are due in two weeks and your school releases them every six. I was thinking that for every ‘A’ you got, you could have one do-anything Saturday,” I said

That got a gasp, then she slowed down to think about it. Her lips did her pursing thing as she looked at me and processed everything. “So… I have six classes… does gym count?” I nodded yes. “Okay, so six classes. That would mean if I had straight ‘A’s, I would have every weekend until the next report card… right?” she asked slowly.

“Right,” I said.

She gave me a squinty look and said, “We go to Grandma’s next month for the weekend, what about then?”

I laughed and ruffled her hair, getting a shy smile as I said, “Maybe you’ll go to law school when you graduate. Let’s say that any weekend we have things to do, you can be the boss when no one’s around and it lasts all weekend.”

She gave that some deep thought and finally said, “But we have to be careful no one knows, Mom. People would think bad about us.”

I gave her a serious look and said, “Yes, honey. And if you’re ever uncomfortable, you let me know. We’ll never do anything you don’t like.”

She blushed deep red and said, “I like it.”

“Me too,” I grinned. “First report card coming, do you think you’ll get all ‘A’s?”

She bobbed her head, thinking, then said, “Probably. I’m going to get all ‘A’s from now on, and I wasn’t too bad before.”

The ‘from now on’ comment made me smile, but I just said, “Well, I thought that if you did, I would get a strap-on and let you use it on me.”

She gasped in shock, then looked extremely excited, twitching her ass on the chair and said, “What! Oh, my God!”

“And…” I said, holding up my hand, “And if it’s all ‘A’s, on your birthday the next Friday I’ll let you fuck me in the ass if you want.”

I think she almost passed out right there. Her eyes got huge, and she stopped breathing for a second, then restarted with a gasp. “God, oh my god,” she muttered over and over. She was terribly flushed and almost crying, she was so aroused.

I had to take pity on the poor girl, so I waved her over in front of me. She was shaking and staring, her hands twitching as I reached up and dropped her skirt. Her panties were already wet and getting wetter. I yanked them down and lifted her on the table, putting my face in her pussy as she wrapped her legs around my head.

When my lips hit her pussy, Amber screamed loudly and squirted me down good. I was giggling at how incredibly aroused she was. A simple touch, and she was still thrashing and coming. I kept licking as she relaxed a little, panting like a dog, then moaning as I pulled her lips apart with my fingers and licked deeply. She let out a loud “Yes!” when I stroked over her clit.

I started tongue-fucking her, pushing into her super-tight channel, tasting her and drawing more juice out. It amazed me how wet she got, it was non-stop. She was clawing at my hair, her hips bouncing wildly and her head tossing side to side as she screamed and yelled unintelligible words into the kitchen.

When she came again, it was pretty violent. She jammed my face in hard, her legs locking around me and letting her use me as leverage to push her pussy up against my face. She was held up by her shoulders and my shoulders when she began gushing and spraying. I ended up drinking a lot of cum and breathing when I could. I clamped my mouth over her and breathed through my nose, swallowing as quickly as I could.

When Amber was done, she totally collapsed, making me catch her as she started sliding off the table. I slid her into my arms and held her on my lap. Fuck, she’d passed out. I was seriously envying her ability to have orgasms.

She was too heavy to carry now, so just held her until she came around. She was still glaze-eyed when I guided her to the bedroom and let her lie down. I stroked her hair for a moment, then let her rest.

I got a shower and dressed, leaving Amber a note telling her that I would be out doing some errands. I called Kathy on my cell and asked her what she was doing, getting a giggle in return as she told me Don was out of town and she was pretty bored.

I said she sounded like she really needed a deep massage, and to be ready when I got there.

She was standing in panties and nothing else when I arrived, so I whipped off my t-shirt and bra as I reached out and wrestled her to the ground. She was giggling and laughing as I dove in and started licking her pink panties. I was as excited as Amber as I worried at Kathy’s pussy, then yanked her panties off to really get inside. She was moaning and yelling pretty quickly, seriously aroused by my passion.

When she came, I just stayed with her, sliding a finger in and stroking her g-spot, making her really scream and thrash. It was one of her best, even getting the smallest of spurts when she orgasmed a second time.

Kathy was crying a little as I crawled up to kiss her lips, letting her lick her taste off mine.

“God, Susan, that was fucking incredible,” she panted.

I smiled and just licked her lips as she recovered, then leaned down and whispered, “I want you to fuck me, Kathy.”

She grinned as we stood up, then she dragged me to the bedroom to put on her strap-on.

I made her work at it — riding her, then bending over and having her do me from behind. She actually came as she knelt behind me, slamming the cock in hard and screaming curse words. I just came until I was too tired to come any more.

*****

Amber was dedicated. School work had priority over everything, and Monday and Tuesday she stuck to it. I think she had to spend some serious alone time with her pussy on Monday night, but I said nothing until Tuesday night, as per our agreement.

She came in the bedroom naked again and jumped under the covers with a giggle and some hard breathing. I shut the light off and snuggled up behind her, my hand rubbing her stomach as I laid my head by hers.

“What would you like the fantasy to be about?” I asked.

“I can choose?” she gasped.

“Yes, baby,” I said with a chuckle.

“You!” she said loudly, then calmed and said, “Tell me something we do.”

I let my hand rub her stomach a little longer, then said, “Okay, now this will be naughty.”

She was already breathing heavily as I started speaking. “We’re at Grandma’s house, and you come in and I’m already under the covers. You decide since we’re alone that you want to be bad, so you quietly pull out your cock and put it on.” She gasped loudly, then made a moaning sound, making me hold in a laugh.

“You slip into bed, then cuddle up behind me, reaching around to grab my breast.” I let my hand slide up and cupped hers as I said, “You squeeze it hard as you whisper in my ear, ‘I want to fuck you, Mom.'”

Amber let out a loud groan, my hand squeezing her breast, the story really getting her hot. God, I envied the girl.

“I whisper back, ‘Not here, Amber,’ but you push your cock against my ass and say, ‘Now, Mom, you promised.’ I don’t say anything, so you push your hand down and slide it in my panties, finding my cunt is already wet with excitement.”

I did that to Amber, sliding my fingers through her drenched pussy lips, getting a long moan and a thrust of her hips.

“You push me forward and climb on my back, one hand on my cunt and the other on my breasts as you grind your cock into the crack of my ass,” I whispered to Amber as my hands did what I’d just said.

“You slide back and reach up to pull my panties down, and I whisper, ‘Please, no, honey, your grandmother will hear.’ You slide back up, grinding your cock into my ass as you say, ‘Then I’ll need to make sure you stay quiet.’ You grab my hair with one hand and pull my head back, then shove my wet panties into my mouth.”

Amber came with a harsh grunt, holding my hand tightly against her pussy as she thrust against it, wetting my fingers and the bed below as she moaned through the orgasm. I waited, just massaging her breast and pussy, then when she relaxed again, picked up the story.

“‘I’m going to fuck you, Mom,’ you whisper in my ear. You push my head down and force my hips up so my ass is sticking in the air, then holding my hips you lean down to lick the juice from my crack, letting your tongue push slightly into my asshole.” I had to stop as Amber made a loud “Oh!” sound and humped hard against my hand, but didn’t come. Thank God, because if she started orgasming every five minutes she would wear me out.

“Leaning up again, you push forward and line your cock up with my pussy. Then, reaching one hand down to grab my hair, you guide your cock in with the other, shoving hard when you get it started. I make a loud grunt as you force your cock into me, the soaked panties in my mouth making it quieter. Then I moan as you begin fucking me, driving your cock deeper every time, pulling my head back as you lean forward over my body, fucking me hard.”

That did it. Amber lay flat on her back and let my fingers rub her hard as she grabbed the sheet with her hands and thrust her hips in the air with a hard scream. I could see her pussy squirt as she convulsed, each spasm corresponding to another gush of her honey.

She was sobbing again when she relaxed, turning to clutch me tightly as she calmed down. She fell asleep like that.

She was looking at me when I woke up, so I smiled and said, “Sleep good?”

“The best!” she said with a grin. “You’re the best, Mom, that was so awesome.”

I gave her a push and a pinch on the butt to get her moving.

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