Juicy Secrets Forbidden Tales of Lesbian Love

By Naughty Mommy

When I finally came back to life after my most recent la petite mort, I was surprised to hear applause. I knew that both women, Kay and Danielle, had reached orgasm only a minute or so before I did and that Addison had also climaxed around the same time. But now all three of them were clapping for me — or perhaps their ovation was for Cherise, the ten-year-old beauty who had licked and fucked me so satisfyingly — at any rate, they were applauding, and the gorgeous child was beaming up at me from between my legs, her mouth and chin shiny with my juices.

“Thanks,” I grinned, while nodding to Cherise. I’d been lying back on a pillow when I came, but now I pushed myself up to a sitting position. After clearing my throat, I asked, “So, um… what’s next?”

“Well,” said Kay, “I don’t know about you guys, but I’m getting awfully hungry. Is anyone else ready for supper?”

“I am!” Addison exclaimed, jumping to her feet on the bed, her naked little body bouncing with excitement.

I couldn’t help but stare at her puffy slit. God, she turned me on, as did Cherise. Even though I’d just completed a tremendous orgasm, I could already feel that wonderful tingle starting up again. Personally, I was craving more sex with these enticing young girls — but if everyone else was ready to stop for dinner, I suppose I’d just have to follow along.

Kay said, “Come on, let’s go downstairs,” as she started for the door.

“Do we have to put clothes on first?” Addison asked.

“Noooo,” Kay scoffed jokingly, “with such a sexy bunch of girls and women, who needs clothes?”

Then Cherise observed, “But um, my mom still has clothes on.”

“Oops, you’re right, I guess I do,” said Danielle with a sheepish smile. She was on the bed next to me, sitting cross-legged, wearing a top and a bra and a short skirt, but no panties and no shoes.

Kay winked at the woman, “When in Rome, do as the Romans do.”

“Well, okay,” Danielle sighed. She got up from the bed and unzipped her skirt, folding it and setting it over a chair. Then she reached behind her neck to unbutton her sleeveless silk top, lifting it over her head and off.

Rolling her eyes, Kay said to me, “Believe it or not, this ex-model here is actually shy about her body. Can you imagine that?”

“I know,” said Danielle, “it’s kind of silly, but, it’s just… well, I don’t like my boobs very much. Not compared to yours.”

As she said this, she unhooked her bra and slowly let it fall away. Her breasts were quite small, smaller than mine even, and they did sort of sag. I could understand why she might not think they were as appealing as Kay’s. But still, Danielle was a beautiful woman, tall and slender, with a trim waist and sensational legs, and not everyone can have awesome tits. Plus her nipples were really nice, long and dark, sticking out from her chest.

Impulsively, I said to her, “I like your boobs. They’re hot.”

She smiled at me, “Do you?”

“Yeah, Mommy, you look great,” added Cherise. “You’re so pretty.”

“Thank you, darling,” her mother replied.

“Come on, I’m hungry,” said Addison, as she hopped off the bed. “Let’s go eat!”

 

Kay decided to whip up a big batch of french toast. That would be quick and easy and filling, she explained, and anyway, who doesn’t love french toast? Especially when it’s sprinkled with nutmeg, covered with butter, and drenched in maple syrup? So yummy!!

Okay, I’ll admit that after she started cooking and I inhaled those mouthwatering aromas, I realized how hungry I was. I enjoyed the meal very much — and I also enjoyed the sight of Kay prancing around the kitchen in nothing except a frilly apron tied around her waist. It’s funny how in a way that made her seem even sexier to me than the rest of us, who were completely nude. I don’t know, I just really liked how she looked. Sometimes a woman can turn me on almost as much as a girl.

After she’d finished making the last panful, Kay took off her apron and sat down to eat with us. Two women, a teenager, and a pair of young girls, everyone naked, sitting around the table having dinner. Just your average Saturday night in the suburbs, right?

When we were done, I offered to help with the dishes, but Kay predictably refused to accept this. She simply stacked everything in the sink and told us she’d deal with it tomorrow.

“Right now,” she said with a leer, “there are a few more things I think I’d like to see tonight, upstairs in the bedroom. That is, if the rest of you are still in the mood for more fun and games…?”

Everyone was, no question about that. I didn’t see the slightest bit of hesitation from the kids or from Danielle. All three nodded eagerly, and I certainly wasn’t about to say no. I was horny!

So, our little group of women and girls marched back up to Addison’s room. Once we’d arrived, Kay turned to me. “Britt, you’re the instructor. I have my own ideas about what I want to see now, but it’s really your call. What do you think we should do next?”

I’d given this some thought as we were eating, and already had a plan in mind. “Well,” I began, “if you want to do this the best way, the proper way, you know, actually teaching—”

“Yes, we do,” Danielle interrupted. “I want my little girl to learn everything, and to learn it the best way she can. I trust you, Britt, to teach her, and to teach Addison too, of course.”

“That’s right,” said Kay, agreeing. “It’s totally up to you. We’re in your hands. Or maybe I should say our daughters are in your hands.”

The women laughed at this play on words and the kids joined in too, though I’m not entirely sure they got it.

Then I continued, “Um, before, Addison said something about showing Cherise how to masturbate. That’s good, I definitely think they should do that later tonight in bed. The more practice, the better. And I also think we should spend some time right now helping Cherise learn about her body, how to touch and caress herself, give herself pleasure. That’s how… well, uh, I mean, when I was younger, someone helped me like that. She taught me that it’s really important for a girl or woman to know how to please herself first, because then she’ll be even better at pleasing others.”

I surprised myself somewhat, giving them this long speech, but I truly meant what I said. It’s what I believed — and what Gina believed too, of course. Luckily, Kay and Danielle seemed fine with this, happy to accept my suggestion. Kay even winked at me when I said that thing about someone helping me when I was young. Could she have thought I meant my mom? I don’t know, it was sort of confusing, but I didn’t have much time to think about it then. Everyone was eager to get going again.

First we set everything up by having Cherise sit on the edge of the bed and then moving the two chairs in even closer so she would have a really good view of the women as they played with themselves. They both took their seats, and Addison and I sat on the bed on either side of Cherise, facing her.

“Before we do any touching,” I said, “we should start with just breathing, okay? Let’s all close our eyes. Very good. Now relax your body. Relax all your muscles. Breathe in… breathe out… slowly, quietly… find a place of stillness… and in that place, be inside yourself, within your body, knowing every part of it… know your fingers, your arms, your neck, your face, your chest, your nipples… know your toes, your feet, your lower legs, your knees, your thighs… and know that very special place between your legs, your sex… with eyes still closed, see yourself, how beautiful you are… see your mound, your lips, and now go inside, see the moist, heated center, the part that makes you a girl, a woman… be there, be inside, sense the warmth, the wetness… enjoy the comforting, welcoming feel of your pussy, your sex… this is you, love yourself, love your pussy, without even touching… feel deeply within yourself, in your hot, wet center, feel how alive you are, how sexy you are…”

I heard a sensual moan, from Kay. That didn’t surprise me. The exercise I’d taken them through was designed to create both awareness and arousal.

“You can open your eyes now. But still, no touching. Just look around, look slowly around at each of the others. Look at their bodies, at how beautiful they are. Observe each of them closely, quietly, carefully. See everything. And look especially between their legs, at their sex. Everyone open up wide, so we can all see. That’s good. Very nice. See how lovely, how feminine and desirable we all are? Little girls and grown women, all so beautiful, and all so very sexy.”

Both Kay and Danielle were licking their lips and breathing heavily. Our erotic meditation had definitely turned them on, as it was intended to do. Cherise, Addison, and I easily could see how wet the women were, and we could smell it too.

My pussy was soaked as well, and I was sure I saw a gleam of moisture inside Addison’s hairless slit. From my position, I couldn’t quite see between Cherise’s legs, not without bending over. I wanted to do that, but this wasn’t the right time.

“Now, very softly, very gently, place your hands on the insides of your legs, close to your knees. Good, that’s right. And using just the tips of your fingers, barely touching your skin, draw your hands slowly up toward your center. Very slowly, very softly.”

There was a giggle from Addison, which I ignored. I knew it wasn’t easy for a young child, only nine years old, to maintain concentration and stillness for such a long time, not to mention the fact that what she was doing might tickle a bit.

“Don’t touch your pussy yet,” I instructed. “Turn your hands over, and with your fingernails, slide back down the inside of your legs, slowly, until you almost reach your knees. And now, again, with just your fingertips, glide along softly, slowly, barely touching, coming higher, coming closer, approaching your center, your warm, wet center…”

“Unghhh,” Danielle groaned.

I looked at the woman. Her eyes were closed, her body shivering with sexual tension. With her legs spread wide, knees lifted over the arms of her chair, I could actually see both her vagina and her anus pulsating. Was this an orgasm, or just a pre-climax? Either way, Danielle was experiencing a great deal of pleasure at the moment. I was happy for her.

Cherise was staring at her mother, at her exposed sex. The girl was breathing heavily too, almost panting. It was time for the next step.

“Put your fingers on your lips, your pussy lips. Not inside, but on your lips. Gently massage, up and down, again, massage, up and down. That’s right, good. Now press your lips together, between your hands. Uh-huh. Press and squeeze. Scissor your hands just a little bit, up and down, that’s good.”

“AAAHH!!” Danielle definitely was coming now, without question, as she squeezed her vulva between her fingers. And that was fine with me. That was why we were there, after all.

“Fuck, fuck! I can’t—” Kay reached climax too, crying out, clamping both hands over her sodden pussy.

I heard a squeal from Addison. She was soaring over the top as well, fingers moving in a blur on her clit.

“Squeeze harder,” I said to Cherise. “Rub your hands up and down, faster, faster, faster.”

She heard me, and she responded, doing what I said, but she didn’t look at me. The child’s eyes were fastened on her mother’s cunt.

Danielle had two fingers hooked inside her vagina, holding it wide open. She was still coming, groaning heavily, her body jerking spasmodically. I saw milky gobs of moisture flowing from her sex, dripping down between her legs, over her ass, onto the chair.

Cherise could see this too, of course. I looked at the girl. Her jaw was clenched, her pretty face turning bright red. She trembled and moaned, and as a flush spread down across her chest, suddenly she gasped, almost choking, “OH! OH! OHHH!!!”

The child fell to the side, leaning against me, so overcome by her orgasm that she was unable to support herself. I wrapped an arm around her, holding her, and vigorously rubbed myself with my other hand while looking at the other three, at Addison, Kay, and Danielle — and then I came.

 

This wasn’t the end of our fun on that wonderful Saturday evening, not even close, although we all did need a bit of time to recover after our climactic session of meditating and masturbating.

The women were in their chairs, heads lolled back, eyes shut, quietly resting. Addison lay on the bed, on her side, both hands between her legs. Her eyes were closed too. I sat with Cherise in my arms, softly petting and soothing her.

The girl was nearly in tears, very happy yet full of feelings and emotions that were hard to handle. Although this wasn’t her first orgasm — that had come earlier, before dinner, when I was licking her pussy — the long, slow buildup I’d led them through, coupled with the intense excitement of seeing her mom come that way, so salaciously exposed, had made this experience exceptionally powerful for the ten-year-old.

Gradually Cherise settled down, regaining control of herself, getting centered, and soon was able to smile, hugging me. A minute later, Addison sat up, yawning and stretching. “Wow,” she giggled, “I think I fell asleep.”

I saw Danielle straighten up in her chair, and as she did, she looked down between her legs, grimacing, seemingly embarrassed about the gooey mess she’d made. But no one said anything to her about it.

Kay stretched languorously, just like Addison, and then with a big smile said, “So, Britt, I don’t know if it’s my place, but is it okay if I ask you to do something else now?”

“Sure,” I nodded, “anything.” And I meant it too. I would gladly do whatever these women desired.

What Kay wanted, she explained, was to see me licking Addison’s pussy once more, except this time she was hoping for a better view. She asked her daughter to perch on the edge of the bed, facing them, with her legs spread, and for me to kneel on the floor. That way both women could enjoy a close-up look at all that was happening.

How could I refuse? Why would I want to? I didn’t, naturally. I got in position and began to lick the little girl. Kay and Danielle leaned over my shoulders, one on either side, staring at the child’s wet pussy. I held it open for them, letting them see absolutely everything, hearing oohs and ahhs, exclamations of delight from the women.

“Put your finger inside,” said Kay. “I want to see you fuck her.”

And so I did. I slid my finger slowly inside Addison, hearing her groan in pleasure while I heard her mother gasp with incestuous lust. My finger went in very easily. She was just so wet, so eager to receive me… up to the first knuckle, then the second… with the girl spreading her legs still wider, welcoming the penetration.

“Rub your clit,” I said to her. “Show your mom how you make yourself feel good.”

“Okay.”

We watched as Addison placed the first two fingers of her right hand at the top of her slit, pinching her tiny pink bud between them. Then, very quickly, she began moving the ends of her fingers up and down, almost like tickling. This was a technique I’d never seen before, but if it works, then go for it!

“Fuck her pussy,” urged Kay, “fuck her little pussy! Make her come!”

I drew my finger out a bit, then slid it back in, repeating this again and again. With each thrust, we all could see — me, Danielle, Cherise, who was watching closely, and Kay, Addison’s mother — all of us could see my finger gleaming with slippery juices. I was fucking her, this nine-year-old child, and she was loving it.

“Mm – mm – mm – mm – mm,” Addison moaned, becoming louder each time, going higher in pitch. It seemed she was right on the edge, almost there.

I heard a wet slapping sound, unmistakable, and a quick glance confirmed what I knew I’d find. Next to me, Kay was fucking herself, two fingers ramming in and out of her cunt. In a throaty voice, choked with lust, she growled, “Come for Mommy, baby girl, come for Mommy, baby girl! I wanna see you come!!”

She didn’t have long to wait. Addison’s moans soon escalated almost to a scream. Her mouth fell open, her eyes rolled back, fingers moving faster and faster on her clit — and then I felt her vagina squeeze down around my finger as the child cried out, climaxing in front of us.

Kay burst into orgasm too, grunting and cursing. It was only the two of them this time. Danielle and Cherise were just watching, not masturbating, and I was busy helping Addison reach her peak.

I kept my finger inside the girl, relishing the feel of her young pussy tightly contracting and then releasing as she climaxed, a sensation I will always remember and forever cherish.

“Fuck, that’s so hot…” Danielle whispered. She was leaning in very close to me, one hand on my back, the other on my arm, staring at Addison’s smooth pink sex, shiny and wet with her juices.

“Yeah, it is, it really is,” I agreed. “So fucking hot.”

As the woman and the girl, mother and daughter, gradually came down from their ecstatic highs, I glanced up at Cherise, who was kneeling on the bed. Her beautiful brown eyes were wide, her cheeks flushed with excitement, and she had a hand between her legs, gently rubbing her little pussy.

When her gaze met mine, Cherise smiled, her whole face lighting up, and said something I’ll never forget.

“Can you do me like that too? Um, inside, I mean?”

She wanted me to fuck her. Oh my god, what had I done to deserve all this good fortune?

I was more than happy to do that with her, of course. And Cherise seemed extremely eager. She practically shoved Addison out of the way as soon as the younger girl began to recover, then sat in front of me on the edge of the bed, gorgeous long legs spread wide.

Before I began, though, I asked her, “Are you, um, I mean, are you still a virgin?”

Cherise looked puzzled. “Well, yeah, of course,” she said, cocking her head. Apparently she thought I was asking if she’d ever had sex with a boy.

“But, what I mean is, have you ever penetrated yourself? You know, like, put your finger or something else inside?”

She shook her head. “No.”

I turned to Danielle, my eyebrows raised. Did she want me to break her daughter’s hymen, assuming it was still there? I didn’t have to say these words, she knew what I was asking.

“It’s okay,” the woman nodded. “Just do whatever feels right to you, Britt. I trust you.”

Wow.

Once again I found myself utterly astonished at the surreal, dreamlike strangeness of what we were doing. If this hadn’t happened to me, I never would have believed it. But it was true. I was actually there with these two women who were encouraging me to have sex with their young daughters, to fuck them while they watched.

As if to confirm the reality, Cherise grabbed her knees and rocked back on the bed, opening herself as wide as she could. “I’m ready,” she told us.

Now we all had a perfect view of her exposed genitals. We could easily see that the girl was indeed a virgin. Her pink pussy was very wet, shiny and gooey, and inside her vagina we saw her hymen.

“Okay,” I nodded, feeling lightheaded, dizzy with lust. I took a deep breath and said, “So, um, I’m going to start first by just licking you a little bit.”

And that’s what I did. I licked Cherise’s beautiful young vulva, from her asshole up to her mound, tasting her yummy juices. I licked her everywhere, on the insides of her thighs, on her smooth labia, in her sparse pubic hair, in swirling circles around her clit, then down again to her center, licking the rim of her vagina, going all around the edges, hearing her moan, the girl’s breath coming faster.

I decided at last to penetrate her not with my finger, but with my knuckle. Using the middle finger of my right hand, I pushed my extended knuckle inside her vagina, pressing against her hymen but not quite breaking it. This is what Gina had done with me during the first year or so that we were together, until she popped my cherry when I was twelve.

Cherise was trembling, gasping as I toyed with her. I put my whole mouth over her sweet clit, licking and sucking, while also slowly twisting my hand, stretching the child’s opening. After maybe half a minute of this, Cherise reached climax, crying out. And when she came, Danielle and Kay did too, both women masturbating as they watched me eat and fuck this little girl.

 

It had been a while now since I’d enjoyed an orgasm of my own, back during our meditation exercise. After that, I’d played with Addison and Cherise, licking and fingering them, bringing the kids while their moms got themselves off. But now I wanted my turn. I badly needed to come.

I tried my best to be patient, waiting as Cherise settled down and as Kay and Danielle finished their groaning and shuddering. I looked up at Addison, who was kneeling next to Cherise. She grinned at me. Both hands were between her spread thighs, not moving much, just tenderly holding her sex. I slid a hand down between my own legs, caressing moist lips. I knew I could make myself come that way, rather quickly, but that was not what I wanted.

Instead I waited, biding my time. And as soon as it appeared that everyone was starting to gather themselves again, getting ready for more, I stood up and announced, “Okay, another lesson now. More pussy licking.”

“Yay!” Addison exclaimed, clapping her hands, bouncing on the bed. I heard warm laughter and murmurs of approval from the women. Cherise nodded at me, smiling somewhat weakly as she pushed herself up.

I helped the child get to her feet, then kneel on the floor, taking my place as I sat on the bed right where she’d been. I instructed Addison to join Cherise between my legs. And then, as their mothers watched closely and began to masturbate yet again, the two young girls licked my cunt.

It took almost no time for me to come. I was already on the edge just from thinking about what we were doing. And although I’d said this would be a ‘lesson’, it really wasn’t that. I simply spread my pussy open with my fingers and asked the girls to dive in. They did so happily, sucking and licking and kissing, fucking me with their fingers, giggling too while occasionally kissing one another, tasting my juices on each other’s lips.

Kay and Danielle both stood, rubbing themselves as they leaned in close to see everything. They urged their daughters on, talking dirty to them, and soon I felt the surge of an impending climax swelling up from my center. For a moment I wondered if I should try to wait, draw things out a little bit — but I just couldn’t. I was too turned on.

“Fuck!” I screamed, suddenly vaulting into orgasm. I grabbed the girls’ heads, pulling their mouths tightly against me as I came.

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