Juicy Secrets Forbidden Tales of Lesbian Love

By Naughty Mommy

The rest of the week went much better at the office.

After receiving the text from Karen on Wednesday afternoon, and then calling her and accepting the invitation to go out on a date, Nora found that she was finally able to focus on her work again, almost as though a switch had been flipped. The compulsion to escape into pornography and masturbation was no longer so overpowering. Not that it went away completely, of course; the need would always be there, but it was manageable now. Nora would indulge herself on occasion, when the time was right, and no more than that.

Feeling refreshed, she attacked the mountain of files on her desk with vigor and determination, holding brisk, efficient meetings, making firm, quick decisions she was certain were right. It was good to be back in the saddle again, to be in charge, a top-flight executive who consistently produced superior results.

At home, she enjoyed cooking dinner for her daughter every night, spending quality time with Lia, talking and joking, sometimes even flirting. Their relationship definitely had progressed during the past few days, moving to a new level, to a place they hadn’t been before… still parent and child, but also more than that, somehow warmer, closer, and much more intimate.

When she would go to Lia’s bedroom in the evening to kiss her and say goodnight, Nora knew quite well that the kisses she gave to the girl were beyond what most people would regard as normal or appropriate. There was far more than just a hint of sexual desire in those kisses, yet Nora could see nothing wrong with this.

She loved her daughter with all her heart, and if she also happened to experience a sexual attraction to her, wasn’t that simply natural? A ripening young girl, on the verge of becoming a woman, how could anyone not be turned on by that?

Nora couldn’t deny her feelings, her drives, and she certainly didn’t want to. It just seemed healthier to her to explore them, to follow wherever they might lead. As long as she was always motivated primarily by love and by affection — with, admittedly, a bit of lust mixed in there — what she was doing couldn’t possibly be wrong, in her mind.

With all this considered, Nora felt quite comfortable, at a very good place, and she was convinced this was only the beginning. Even better days were ahead.

 

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I don’t know who was more excited when Saturday night finally came, me or my mom. Well, I guess she probably was, since she said this would be her first date in a whole bunch of years, so it was almost a new thing for her. But it was only my second time sleeping over at Jessica’s and I was totally stoked about that.

In fact, I called Jess during the afternoon three different times in between doing my chores, partly to talk about stuff, like what we wanted to do later that night, but mostly just to hear her voice and tell her I loved her. Now that we’d actually said that to each other, it’s like we couldn’t stop saying it.

We tried hard to be careful at school, of course, not being too obvious about our feelings and our relationship. Whenever we got the chance, though, she and I would sneak into a dark corner for a minute and kiss and say sweet things to each other. It was so great. I loved being in love.

The doorbell rang at six o’clock, and I ran to answer it. I pulled the door open, and there she was, my beautiful girlfriend.

Jess looked so adorably cute. She was wearing a dress, which she didn’t do very often. Usually, like me, she would just stick with shorts or jeans, but tonight she was in a darling sundress, yellow with white polka dots. It fell to just above her knees and had little strings that tied at the shoulders. On her feet were white sandals, and she wore a white bow in her hair.

She was the perfect picture of girlish sexiness. I practically came just from looking at her.

I didn’t say anything for a moment or two, just stood there gaping. We’d talked on the phone earlier about what we were both going to wear, and how our moms were planning to dress, but actually seeing Jessica that way almost knocked me out.

“Hi,” she smiled shyly.

Her gorgeous big brown eyes seemed larger than ever, with a touch of dark eyeliner, and her lips gleamed with pink gloss. Even though she and I weren’t going out to dinner with our moms that night, we’d agreed to kind of dress up a little bit and to put on some makeup, as though we were on a date of our own.

I was in a tight-fitting knit tank top, powder blue, and a short denim skirt along with sandals that had a tiny bit of heel. My mother had put some eye shadow and eyeliner and blush on me, and some lipstick as well. I liked how that made me feel, sort of grown up, but I didn’t think I looked anywhere near as hot as Jess did.

Eventually I got my wits halfway together, and mumbled, “Hi…”

“Um, are you guys ready?” she said. “My mom’s in the car.”

“Oh, uh, yeah.” I turned and called, “Mom?! They’re here!”

My mother came walking out from her bedroom. She was all set to go, just putting in an earring.

After reviewing plenty of clothing options the night before, we’d settled on a swishy little bronze skirt that came to mid-thigh, along with a narrow black belt and a short-sleeved cream-colored blouse with no bra. My mom’s long tanned legs were bare, made even more shapely by black high heels with straps, and I knew that under the skirt she wore a lacy black thong. Best of all, the blouse was mostly sheer, and you could easily see her dark nipples through it. That was daring, but she told me she wanted to look sexy, and she definitely did!

“Wow,” I heard Jess breathe.

My mother smiled at us as she stepped to the door and picked up the purse that she’d left there. “Hello, Jessica. Don’t you look beautiful!”

“Um, thank you,” Jess replied, after swallowing. “So do you.”

“All set, honey?” Mom said to me. “Where’s your backpack?”

“It’s, uhh — oh crap, it’s in my room. I’ll be right back.” I ran and got it, and then we went out to the car.

 

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Karen smiled to herself when she saw what Nora was wearing. Extremely seductive. It wasn’t too hard to guess where this evening was headed.

Licking her lips, she brushed a hand over her chest, teasing her nipple through the thin fabric of her dress. Karen was in a simple silk wrap-around, just above knee-length, royal blue in color. Except for matching blue pumps and a bit of makeup, that was all she had on. No hosiery, no panties, no bra, not even any jewelry. There was only that lightweight dress, and her body.

She watched as the woman and the two girls proceeded down the sidewalk to the Audi A8 and climbed inside. Jess and Lia made quite a clamor in the back seat, chattering and giggling as usual, the way twelve-year-olds will do — and when Karen said, “Hello there, sexy,” to Nora, then leaned over to give her a kiss on the mouth, their giggles grew still louder.

Chuckling and rolling her eyes, Karen started the engine and pulled away from the curb.

 

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We drove only four blocks, and then me and Jess were dropped off at her house. As we got out of the car, my mother lowered the window on the passenger side and said, “Goodnight, darling.”

“G’night, Mom, have fun,” I smiled, bending down for a quick kiss.

“Thank you, sweetheart, you too,” she whispered, gazing into my eyes.

Her hand was on the back of my neck, fingers lightly stroking my skin. It felt really nice. Then she pulled me in for another kiss. This one was longer than the first, and a lot firmer. It seemed almost like she was trying to show something to Karen and Jessica, proving that she and I could be just as inappropriate as mother and daughter as they were. For a second, I thought she might even use her tongue, but she didn’t. That kiss was pretty exciting, though, her soft, warm lips moving around on mine. I loved it.

The kiss ended, and I stood back up, wiping my mouth. Jess and I waved as the car started away, then went inside.

 

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A quarter hour after leaving the kids, Karen parked downtown. She and Nora got out and walked a few paces to an upscale art gallery. It was past closing time, but Karen was on very good terms with the proprietor, who had agreed to admit them for a private showing.

The owner, Blaze, a rather eccentric older lesbian with whom Karen had had sex on several occasions, unlocked the door and let them in, greeting them cordially. They began strolling around, admiring the various paintings and sculptures, mostly contemporary and modern art with an emphasis on the abstract. A few lovely pieces of antique furniture were offered for sale as well.

After a couple of minutes, Blaze brought them glasses of sherry. They thanked her and chatted briefly with the woman, asking some questions about the art on display, and then she left them alone.

As they meandered and sipped their sherry, Karen and Nora gradually got to know one another better. While swapping stories about their pasts and their childhoods, where they’d come from and the different paths they’d taken to reach the present, they eventually discovered that not only were they same age, born in the same year, but in fact in the very same month, only seven days apart. Nora was exactly one week older than Karen.

“So, I guess I’m robbing the cradle, huh?” Nora joked. “You being so much younger than me.”

Karen winked. “Oh, that’s okay. I’d already got the sense that you have a thing for very young girls.”

“Oops, is it really that obvious?”

Nora could feel herself blushing, the color rising in her neck and cheeks. Not sure what else to say, and not yet certain if Karen was actually saying what Nora thought she might be saying, she took another drink of sherry and said nothing.

Looking into the taller woman’s eyes and slowly nodding, Karen slipped a hand into Nora’s, their fingers entwining.

 

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To make this more like a real date, Jess and I had decided we should have sort of a fancy dinner in the dining room that night, with candles and flowers and everything. Her mom had said it would be okay for us each to have a small glass of wine if we wanted to, but since neither of us really liked the taste of wine, we decided to just have Cokes instead.

We’d chosen a menu of our favorite dishes that Margaret happily agreed to fix for us, and it was all really delicious — except there was one totally awesome surprise I wasn’t prepared for.

Sophie had the night off, I’d been told, but Freja was there to serve the meal. The big surprise was what she was wearing, or what she wasn’t wearing!

Imagine a tall, slim, twenty-something blonde woman, at least 5’10”, with nice big boobs, with gorgeous legs that went on forever, and with a very pretty face… then imagine her in stiletto heels, with her haired pulled up, a cute little maid’s cap pinned on her head, and… nothing else. Nothing! Oh my god, wow!!

I’d seen Freja naked before, of course, a couple different times when I’d been at their house. But I mean, I just never got tired of looking at her amazing body. And it was somehow even more exciting in a way when she wasn’t having sex, but when she was just doing her job, acting like it was no big deal to walk around nude in front of two young girls while serving them dinner.

I tried to concentrate on what we were eating, and like I said it was really good, but it was impossible when Freja was in the room not to stare at her. She seemed to enjoy that, smiling at me, holding out her chest, then leaning in close when she brought a new dish, close enough that her erect nipples would rub against my arm or my shoulder. Talk about distracting!

Jess was giggling a lot. She’d seen Freja naked way more times than I had, obviously, plus she knew in advance what was going to happen. Actually, I felt kind of bad, like all the attention I was giving to Freja — which I honestly couldn’t help! — was taking away from our date, from what was supposed to be a special romantic evening for me and Jessica.

Not that it mattered much in the end, because later on my girlfriend and I more than made up for that in the romance department.

 

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Nora had wondered whether Karen might take her to one of the city’s more trendy restaurants, perhaps showing off a little by getting them a very good table, but that’s not what happened. Instead, they walked only half a block or so after leaving the art gallery and stopped at a small Thai bistro, almost a hole in the wall. They sat at an outside table.

The early autumn evening was warm, with a gentle breeze, perfect for outdoor dining. And the food was truly excellent. Karen recommended some dishes Nora hadn’t tried before, which were wonderful.

 

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After we finished our dinner and our dessert — brownie sundaes — Jess asked if I wanted to go outside for a while. I said okay, and so we did, walking around their big backyard, holding hands and talking. Jess seemed kind of nervous and fidgety to me, and I wasn’t sure why, but pretty soon I learned what was going on.

Fifteen or twenty minutes later, we went back inside. Now Jessica was all giggly, saying hardly anything but blushing more and more deeply as she led me up the curving stairway toward her bedroom.

Her door was closed, which was unusual. We stopped just outside.

“You open it,” she nodded.

I frowned. What could this be? A surprise party or something like that? I didn’t think so, but it definitely was something. Well, there was only one way to find out.

I put out my hand, took the knob and turned it, then pushed the door open and looked inside the room.

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