Juicy Secrets Forbidden Tales of Lesbian Love

By Amanda Lynn

Caw!

Neve peeked through squinting eyelids and looked over at the open window. A gentle breeze fluttered the curtains, letting the early morning sun cast changing patterns of light and shadow throughout the room. Neve pulled the blanket up close to her chin and snuggled against the warm body lying next to her.

Caw!

Her eyes flew open. “For fuck sake!” she mumbled. It sounded as if the crow was perched just outside the window. Neve wrapped an arm around the naked young one beside her, and nuzzled into her neck. She closed her eyes once more.

Caw!

Neve felt her companion stir, and then turn slightly. Neve pulled back a bit and looked at the girl’s face, propping herself on an elbow. She brushed the hair from in front of the child’s eyes.

“Morning, Mom,” Brooke said in a sleepy voice. “You really need to do something about that alarm clock,” she continued, smiling as she opened her eyes and looked up at her mother.

“Morning, sweetheart,” Neve chuckled, then leaned down and kissed Brooke softly on the lips.

“Mmm, I love your good morning kisses,” Brooke sighed contently.

Neve kissed her daughter again. This time she lingered and traced the girl’s lips with her tongue. Brooke moaned into her mother’s mouth, and she pulled her arms from under the covers and wrapped them around Neve.

Brooke’s lips were so soft and sweet, and kissing her like this quickly stoked the arousal in Neve. Brooke’s tongue pushed into Neve’s mouth and began to explore. Neve sucked on it and brought a hand to her daughter’s chest. The blankets had slid down when Brooke had lifted her arms, and exposed the girl’s small breasts. Finding a nipple, already swelling from the excitement of the heated kiss, Neve caressed it with a finger, making little circular motions around the rapidly stiffening bud.

The warmth in Neve’s core grew as Brooke’s kiss became more urgent. Mouths mashed together and tongues played. Neve’s hand had moved from the girl’s breast, across the smooth skin of her belly and came to rest on her mons. She could feel the heat that radiated from Brooke.

Her daughter’s muscles twitched as Neve teased her fingers through the sparse nest of hair that capped her young slit.

Kissing Brooke often reminded Neve of when she was Brooke’s age, and she would kiss her little sister, late at night while their parents slept. Neve had been brokenhearted when Stephanie ended their secret love affair only days before Neve headed off to college. They had fought over the breakup and hadn’t spoken to one another again until Stephanie came out to her parents almost four years later.

A thrust from Brooke’s pelvis brought her attention back to what she was doing. Neve felt the slickness of her daughter’s sex as she touched a finger to her entrance. She broke the kiss and smiled slyly at her daughter.

“You’re all wet, baby. I thought after last night you might’ve had enough to last you a couple days,” Neve said with a smile, as she thought about how energetic their lovemaking had been the night before. Neve had brought Brooke to orgasm at least four times, and Brooke had given herself a couple as well.

“A bit sore, but that’s okay. I can handle one more,” the girl panted, as her eyes closed, and her chest heaved.

Neve’s finger played with her daughter’s sticky juices as she teased her slick folds and clit. She leaned in and kissed a puffy nipple. “How would you like me to make you come, sweetie?”

Brooke moaned and grunted as she quivered at her mother’s touch. “Hump me off, Mom,” she whimpered.

Neve moved her body and positioned herself on top of the twelve-year-old girl. Her thigh rested against Brooke’s sex. Gently she pushed forward and rolled her hips. Brooke groaned and grabbed at her mother’s ass. As Neve rocked forward, massaging Brooke’s sex, her own pussy was grinding against her daughter’s. The arousal flowed from them, its aroma filling the air around them as the rhythm of their thrusts aligned.

“You like that baby?” Neve groaned.

“Uh-huh…”

Thick and creamy fluids coated thighs and pussies. The sounds of heavy breathing, intermixed with loud grunts, groans, and curses escaped the open window, startling the crow that sat on a nearby fence post. Cawing in protest it flew off as the lovers in the house clutched at one another, the tempo of their movements now a frenzy.

Brooke clawed at her mother’s back. “Fuck me!” she yelled as her body stiffened and shook.

Neve had been on the brink when her daughter came. Hearing Brooke’s release was all she needed to push her over the edge too. With a couple more thrusts, a wave of intense pleasure consumed her, causing her to shudder and twitch for several moments.

She lay still on top of Brooke. With her eyes closed, her head rested on Brooke’s chest. Neve could hear, as well as feel, the girl’s heart pounding. She listened as it slowed and Brooke’s breathing steadied. Opening her eyes, she moved her face up to Brooke’s and gave her a languid kiss.

Slow and tenderly they kissed for a few minutes. “Mmm… thanks, Mom. That was great,” Brooke said when the kiss ended.

“My pleasure, darling,” Neve purred. “I suppose we should get up. I need to stop at the grocery store and pick up some stuff before we head up to the cottage.”

“Okay.” Brooke stretched and yawned. “Do you want to shower first?”

“No. You go ahead, sweetie. Just don’t use all the hot water,” Neve said with a smile.

Brooke giggled and gave her mother a quick kiss. “I’ll try, but no promises.”

Brooke got up, the covers crumpled in a heap at the foot of the bed and left her mother’s room. Neve’s eyes followed her daughter’s cute round ass as she went. Sighing, she lay back and stared at the ceiling, the cool morning breeze caused the hairs on her sweat-soaked skin to stand.

As she lay there, her thoughts drifted back to her sister. Neve had come to understand too late that it had been their father’s right-wing attitude that had influenced Stephanie’s decision to end it between them.

Neve had always been a bit of a rebel and never gave much heed to their father’s bigotry. But, she wasn’t stupid, and she would bring boys home every now and then just to appease him. Unlike Stephanie, though, Neve was bisexual, so dating boys hadn’t been a sacrifice. Her father had been very angry with Neve when she had become pregnant with Brooke and insisted she marry the child’s father, Jason, before she gave birth. Jason had been willing to wed as soon as he found out. However, it took Neve several months to decide, finally saying yes. They planned to marry once Jason returned from overseas but Jason’s army unit had been ambushed, and he never made it back from Afghanistan.

The day Stephanie came out, their father had gone ballistic. He’d turned all shades of red, yelling and screaming and calling poor Stephanie ever derogatory word there was, plus a few he made up. Their mother had just stood beside him saying nothing in defense of her daughter. She had been more concerned about him having a stroke. Stephanie could only stand there, taking her father’s verbal abuse, tears streaming down her face.

Finally, Neve had had enough. She’d grabbed Stephanie’s arm, pulled her out of the house, and guided her to the car. Neve had driven them to the park where they had just sat in the car. She had pulled her sister into her arms and let her cry herself out.

Once Stephanie had calmed herself, they talked, and they cried, and they talked some more. Apologies had been made, and each had forgiven the other. It had been after midnight by the time they’d left the park and arrived at Neve’s apartment. Neve had tucked her sister into the bed in the spare room and had sat with her until she had fallen asleep. They had become sisters again, but nothing more.

Hearing the shower stop, Neve sat up on the edge of the bed. She missed being with her sister and wondered if Stephanie ever felt the same. Steph had given her that hug at the diner. Was there anything to that? Maybe this weekend I should try and find out.

“Bathroom’s free,” Brooke called out after a few more minutes had passed.

“Thanks, honey,” Neve answered as she stood and headed for the hall.

After her shower, Neve dressed, then went to make herself some breakfast. Brooke had already fixed something for herself and now she stretched out on the sofa reading a teen magazine.

“Have you finished packing?” Neve asked Brooke as she spooned some yogurt into a bowl of freshly sliced fruit.

“All done,” the girl answered from behind her magazine.

With breakfast done and the kitchen cleaned up, Neve finished packing her bag and they headed out the door. Their first stop was Stephanie’s apartment to pick up Piper and Amber, then to the grocery store before going to the cottage. Stephanie would join them there later that evening after she got off work.

Amber and Piper were waiting outside with their travel bags when Neve pulled up in front of the apartment building. She had called ahead to let the girls know they were on their way. Getting out of the SUV, Neve opened the tailgate as the girls approached.

“Hello, ladies,” Neve said with a smile. She took a moment to eye Amber, licking her lips as she did so.

Amber had chosen to wear a tank top that exposed her flat midriff along with pair of snug-fitting denim shorts, mainly to entice Brooke. Her outfit, however, seemed to be having the same effect on Neve. This could be a very exciting weekend, Amber thought.

“Hi, Auntie Neve,” Piper said, gushing with excitement.

“Hi, Neve,” Amber said giving the woman a knowing smile as she placed hers and Piper’s bags into the SUV. She was equally excited for the weekend trip, maybe even more than Piper.

The girls climbed into the back seat and greeted Brooke who, until now, had been riding up front with her mother. They exchanged giggles and friendly hugs and kisses.

Amber teased Brooke with a kiss on the lips, poking her tongue out just long enough to brush against the younger girl’s mouth. The kids giggled, unaware that Neve had caught a glimpse of the kiss in her rear-view mirror.

After a quick stop at the grocery store to pick up some fruits, vegetables, and a few other sundry items, they headed for the cottage. Neve and her father had already been to the cottage earlier in the week to open it up for the season. With the electricity and water restored and the place cleaned, she had restocked the pantry with non-perishables and had brought fresh bedding for the rooms and towels for the bath.

The hours-long trip went by quickly as the girls chatted and carried on. Hands remained down low in the back seat as they stealthily caressed legs, thighs, and other places as they drove along. To Amber’s delight, Brooke had definitely taken note of her outfit, eyeing her body from top to bottom when she’d climbed into the SUV.

Neve smirked in the front seat. Glancing in the rearview mirror every now and then, she could see flushed faces and eyes with dreamy faraway stares. Neve wished she had worn a skirt or something with an elastic waistband. Instead, she just pushed the heel of her palm against her blue-jean-covered crotch.

The SUV zipped along the smooth, secondary road as it meandered through the hills toward the lake. Soon Neve began to slow and then turned off onto a groomed dirt road. They hadn’t driven far when the first cottage came into view. It was representative of all the cottages at Silver Lake, tucked in off the road and close to the water, a single-story dwelling that was small but comfortable. Mature deciduous and coniferous trees filled the lots. Only the most essential clearing during construction had left the maximum number of trees possible undisturbed.

At the end of the dirt road, Neve turned onto the driveway of their destination and stopped. The girls piled out, and each grabbed what they could carry from the SUV, taking it into the cottage. When Amber reached in to pull out a travel bag, she felt someone brush a hand against her butt and linger there for a long moment.

Turning to look, she was a little surprised to find that it was Neve reaching past her for a bag of groceries. Neve smiled innocently at Amber as she pulled the bag from the SUV and headed for the cottage.

Amber watched her go, eyes fixed on the woman’s ass. Had she just copped a feel? Amber tingled with excitement. Neve was indeed a sexy woman, just as sexy as Stephanie, and those tight jeans on that perfect ass… yum. Amber wondered, though, what Stephanie would think if Neve made a move on her.

Shaking her head, Amber pushed that idea aside. She had her sights set on Brooke right now anyway. Amber joined Brooke and Piper as they put their bags in their room and then they helped Neve finish unloading the SUV and put the groceries away.

It was still early in the afternoon, and the sun shone brightly. With its higher elevation, the temperature at the lake was a few degrees cooler than at home, but still warm enough to have brought the lake to a suitable temperature for swimming and other water activities.

“Brooke, you and Piper should take Amber out in the canoe and show her the island,” Neve suggested with a grin.

Brooke smiled back, knowing what her mother was alluding to. “That’s a great idea,” Brooke said. “Is the bag here?”

Neve nodded. “Closet in my room.”

“Up for a canoe ride, Amber?” Brooke asked when she returned from her mother’s room with a canvas bag.

“Sure,” she said, eyeing the bag. “What’s in there?”

“You’ll see,” Brooke smiled. “Let’s go.”

Brooke led Amber out to the large screened-in porch that attached to the front of the cottage. This was a favorite spot to sit in the evenings when the mosquitos were thick.

Piper was already digging three life jackets from a large chest in the far corner of the porch. She handed one to each of them and slipped into her own vest-like device. They headed out to the dock where a wide wooden canoe floated lazily on the calm water.

“Have you canoed before?” Piper asked Amber.

“Uh-huh,” the teen nodded. “Lotsa times.”

“Good,” Brooke said as she knelt and pulled the canoe in and held it against the dock. “You take the stern, I’ll take the bow, and Pipes can ride in the middle.”

Amber agreed and climbed into the rear of the canoe. Piper followed. Amber then held onto the dock to steady the canoe as Brooke tossed the bag in and jumped in herself. They untied and with the aid of their paddles pushed away.

*     *     *

Neve’s hand was kneading her breast as she stood at the large picture window and watched the kids paddle away from the dock. Knowing she would be alone for at least an hour, and still turned on by the girls’ games in the back seat of the SUV and at the sight of Amber’s sexy young body, Neve turned from the window and headed to her bedroom. Stripping off her clothes, Neve fished her vibrator out of her bag and flopped down on the bed. Her legs spread, she touched the humming toy to her sex and let go a long, throaty moan.

*     *     *

It only took a few strokes of the paddles for Brooke and Amber to get the rhythm of their forward motion in sync. The canoe glided smoothly over the glass-like surface of the lake, its bow pointed at a lonely island that sat just off center in the middle of the lake. They took in the natural beauty of the lake and surrounding forest. The string of cottages had fallen behind them, and all they could see was the undisturbed virgin coastline.

Turning their attention forward, they approached their destination from the east. The island wasn’t very large, maybe a half acre in size, and covered with dense underbrush and lots of fir trees. The shoreline was nothing but large rocks, boulders really, making landing impossible.

“Those rocks look none too safe,” Amber said. “Too bad. It would have been neat to go ashore.”

“Wait for it,” Brooke called back over her shoulder.

They didn’t get too close to the island and paddled past. As the island began to fall astern, Brooke looked back over her shoulder at Amber.

“Helm, bring us hard to port!” Brooke called out.

“What?” Amber said.

“Left turn!”

“Aye, cap’n. Comin’ to port,” Amber chirped, using her best pirate accent as she performed a J-stroke causing the canoe to pivot smartly.

“There! That’s where we’ll land, Amber,” Piper said pointing toward a spot off to their left. The island looked like someone had taken a giant spoon and scooped a piece of the shoreline away, leaving behind a small cove with a sandy beach. Amber steered the canoe and lined it up with the entrance to the cove.

As they glided in, Amber slowed their approach and then let the canoe travel under its own momentum until it gently beached itself. Brooke hopped out and held onto the bow as Piper and Amber moved forward and jumped onto the sandy beach. The three took off their life jackets and tossed them into the canoe before hauling it up onto the beach a bit further. Brooke tied the canoe off on a small tree near the shore.

“This is so cool,” said Amber, looking around.

“Yeah. Mom and I come here sometimes for a picnic and spend the afternoon,” Brooke said as she grabbed the bag from the canoe. What she didn’t voice to Amber was the other types of mother-daughter fun that took place on the hidden beach. Brooke moved up the beach to where there was a small grassy clearing. Opening the bag, she took out a large blanket and a couple of small pillows.

“It would make a great make-out place too,” Amber said, hoping Brooke would catch the obvious hint.

Piper giggled as she helped Brooke spread the blanket on the ground. “You really think so?” Brooke asked playfully.

“Don’t you?” Amber said, giving Brooke a wry smile.

“Maybe,” Brooke chuckled as she stretched out on the middle of the blanket, hands behind her head, resting on a pillow. Piper followed her lead and lay down beside Brooke. There was still plenty of room, so Amber joined them, lying on Brooke’s other side. They lay there in silence staring at the clouds for several long moments before Amber rolled onto her side facing Brooke.

Brooke’s head rested on her hands, and her eyes were closed. Amber surveyed the girl’s body, looking at the small boobs that pressed up from under her tee shirt, down to where the hem of the shirt had ridden up, exposing smooth skin from her belly button to her hips. The light blue shorts she wore looked nice against the tanned skin of her slender legs.

Bringing her attention back to Brooke’s flat belly, Amber reached over and, hesitantly, touched her with the tips of her fingers, brushing them over the soft skin. Brooke twitched and sucked in a sharp breath as her eyes flew open. Amber saw Brooke’s expression change from surprise to a pleasant smile as she looked down at Amber’s meandering hand, then back up to her eyes.

Piper had opened her eyes when she heard Brooke’s gasp and looked over at her cousin. Seeing Amber touching Brooke, she sat up cross-legged and watched, a broad smile on her face.

Amber lay her hand flat on Brooke’s abdomen and slowly pushed it upward, slipping underneath the younger girl’s shirt.

“Is this okay?” Amber cooed. “I can stop if you want.”

Brooke shook her head. “It’s fine. Don’t stop.” She looked over at Piper, who was watching them intently. “You want to play too?”

“Maybe later. I’m just gonna watch for now,” Piper said, following Amber’s hand with her eyes.

With slow movements, Amber’s hand continued to travel over Brooke’s soft flesh until the shirt stayed her journey. Realizing this, Brooke sat up and pulled her tee shirt off and tossed it aside. She then reached behind and undid her bra and tossed it too. Lying back down she took Amber’s hand and placed it on her small breast.

Amber felt herself getting wet as she squeezed Brooke’s tit. She had wanted to do more with Brooke ever since that kiss at Piper’s party. Then, seeing Brooke naked and playing with herself on Piper’s computer monitor made Amber want to fool around with her even more.

The teen felt the soft sand give under the blanket as she shifted her body so she was lying partially on top of Brooke. She brought her face close to Brooke’s and kissed her. The younger girl sighed and put her arms around Amber, caressing the skin of her back. They explored each other’s mouths, tongues caressing and winding together. Amber moaned into Brooke’s mouth when the girl moved her leg, causing her thigh to push against Amber’s aching pussy.

“Are you okay?” Brooke asked when she pulled away.

Amber nodded and began to nibble on Brooke’s ear. “Just wonderful,” she said.

“Mmm, good,” said Brooke, as she reached under Amber’s shirt, found the clasp of her bra and undid it. “How ‘bout we get rid of this too?” she grinned, tugging at the shirt.

Amber rolled onto her knees, straddling Brooke, and removed her tee shirt and bra. Throwing them into the pile with Brooke’s clothes, Amber glanced over at Piper and grinned. Piper too had pulled off her shirt and now had a hand pushed down the front of her shorts.

“You might as well take them off, Pipes. It’d be much more comfortable, I’m sure,” Brooke said after Amber had looked back at her and nodded toward Piper.

“You’re probably right,” Piper said, then stood up, pushing her shorts and panties down and kicking them off. She plopped back down on the blanket and resumed her play.

“Okay, carry on,” Piper said, flapping her free hand at the two girls who had paused what they were doing to watch her strip.

The girls giggled, and Amber lay back on top of Brooke. Giving Brooke several soft kisses she slid down her body and took a nipple into her mouth. The young breast was soft and smooth, the nipple hard in contrast. Amber swirled her tongue around the little bud, then closed her lips over it and tugged gently.

She moved to the other and captured it between her teeth, pulling at it. Brooke arched her back, offering more of herself to Amber as she let out a soft moan. Amber suckled the nipple as she shifted her body off Brooke and replaced it with her hand on the girl’s soft belly.

Amber’s hand caressed the skin, and she could feel the muscles of Brooke’s abdomen twitch. She played with her navel for a moment, then fumbled with the button on Brooke’s shorts. Both girls were breathing harder now, and Amber released the nipple and moved back up for a kiss as she unfastened the button and pushed open the shorts, slipping a hand inside.

“Oh, jeez!” Brooke gasped when she felt Amber touch her tender clit.

Withdrawing her hand, much to Brooke’s dismay, Amber got back up on her knees and yanked Brooke’s shorts and panties down over her hips without much finesse. Brooke gave a yelp and giggled as she too slid lower on the blanket with each tug of her shorts. Finally free of the garments, Brooke shuffled back to the pillow as Amber tossed the shorts onto the pile.

“Sorry, got a little carried away,” Amber said with a chuckle as she stood and pulled her own shorts and panties off, watching Brooke’s naughty grin as she took in her body.

Getting on her knees, Amber pushed Brooke’s legs apart. Just as she was leaning in to place a kiss on Brooke’s pussy, Piper spoke up. “I think you two should sixty-nine.” Her own breathing sounded labored.

Amber sat back on her knees and looked over at a flushed Piper, whose hand was flitting over her young sex, then back to Brooke who just smiled and nodded. Amber crawled forward then swung herself around, straddling Brooke’s head. Lowering her sex to Brooke’s face, she sucked in a breath when she felt the girl’s tongue push against her labia. Moaning softly, she lowered her face to Brooke. Licking her own lips, Amber’s eyes feasted on Brooke’s pussy for only a moment before taking her first taste. With a long slow lick, she ran the flat of her tongue from Brooke’s clit to her entrance.

Brooke jerked at the suddenness of the lick and moaned into Amber’s pussy. Her own tongue eagerly explored the teenager’s delights. Amber was excited now, her juices flowed and coated Brooke’s mouth and chin. She had wondered what Brooke would taste like, hoped she would get a chance to find out. Never dreaming it would happen here — on a blanket on a sandy beach in a hidden cove on an island in a lake — but here they were. And to top it off, Piper was sitting beside them, masturbating. Damn, this was so hot!

Teeth dragging across her engorged clit caught Amber’s attention. She moaned loudly, and then Piper moaned a sympathetic response. Moving her own tongue to flick across Brooke’s erect bud, she found the girl’s entrance with her finger and pushed it in. A new wave of juices coated her finger, and Amber withdrew long enough to slather Brooke’s folds and clit before pushing back into her.

The lips and tongue that tormented her clit were making it harder for Amber to concentrate on what she was doing. She could feel her orgasm building, a tangled ball of desire gnarled and twisted as it grew.

The smell of Brooke’s arousal and the taste of her juices were heavenly. She sucked Brooke’s clit into her mouth and pushed a second finger into her entrance, fucking her slowly.

Brooke pushed her pelvis up against Amber’s hand, and Amber pushed her sodden pussy down on Brooke’s face, rolling her hips.

“Yes,” Amber hissed. “Right there, Brooke.”

Feeling her orgasm nearing the surface, Amber redoubled her efforts. Sucking, licking, and nipping at Brooke’s clit, fucking her deeper and faster. Brooke’s juices were abundant, and Amber lapped at them before returning to the sensitive bud.

Brooke’s moans and pleas filled the air and triggered Piper to squeal as her orgasm rocked her. Amber began to shake, feeling the tongue push into her entrance. A finger or two were on her clit, sending blasts of electric pleasure shooting through her.

Amber cried out as her world exploded into a million pieces. Brooke joined her shrill cry as she too stiffened with her own intense climax.

Breathing hard, the heat from Amber’s breath washed over Brooke’s sex. Amber lay still, her face on Brooke’s hip, as the last of the tremors faded. Rolling off Brooke, Amber shifted around and lay beside Brooke, tasting the mixture of their juices as they kissed.

“That was wild,” Amber said with a smile. “Been wanting to do that for a long time now.”

“Me too,” Brooke chuckled.

“Me three,” Piper said with a giggle as she moved up against Brooke and kissed them both.

The girls lay on the blanket, cuddling together, not speaking. The only sounds were of soft kisses and the occasional moan as they all caressed one another.

“Brooke, can I ask you a personal question?” said Amber.

“Sure,” Brooke said as she looked at her watch. They had been gone for almost two hours. “Except we need to get going.” She pulled out of their tangled embrace and stood.

Amber stood too and picked up the pile of discarded clothes. “Do you and your mom fool around too? Have sex?”

Brooke gave her a quizzical look, and Amber suddenly regretted asking the question. Holding the pile of clothes out so Brooke could take what was hers, she tried to recover. “I’m sorry. I really shouldn’t have asked that.”

The younger girl smiled and took her clothes. “It’s okay. I just thought you knew already. I mean, I thought Piper would’ve told you,” she said, glancing over at her cousin who was busy putting her own clothes on.

“I guess it never came up,” Amber giggled as she pulled her panties up over her hips.

“In that case, yes, we do,” Brooke confirmed, pulling her tee shirt on.

“Cool. So, you and Piper have sex. You and your mom do. Piper and her mom do. And your two moms used to,” Amber said with a grin, thinking how awesome it all was.

She had just pulled up her shorts and buttoned them when she realized that neither of the other girls were moving. Amber looked at them, wondering what was wrong.

Both girls were staring intently at her, eyes wide, mouths hanging open. Fear gripped Amber for a second, and she quickly looked behind her for whatever it was that had alarmed the cousins. Not seeing Freddie or Jason anywhere near, she suddenly realized it must have been something she’d said.

“What! What is it?” Amber asked, looking back and forth between the girls.

“What you said. About our moms,” Brooke sputtered. “Why would you say that? I mean… they don’t. Do they?”

“Oh. Um… well, Steph told me. I figured you knew already, seeing how she told me,” Amber answered, feeling the heat rise in her face. “I’m sorry.”

Amber waited anxiously for a moment, watching their expressions, hoping she hadn’t upset them. Brooke and Piper just looked at each other for several seconds then, much to Amber’s relief, began laughing.

“So, what else did she say?” Brooke queried after a few moments. With Piper’s help, she shook out the blanket and folded it before putting it back into the bag.

“Yeah, like are they still doing it?” Piper asked, banging the pillows together to shake off any sand before putting them back in the bag as well.

“I don’t know. She told me it happened when they were young, like your ages. Didn’t go into any details though,” Amber said.

“Huh. I wonder why Mom never told me about that,” Brooke said. Shrugging, she carried the bag back to the canoe.

With the bag stowed, the girls donned their life jackets, untied the canoe and pushed it off the beach. Once safely onboard, they headed out of the small cove and back to the cottage.

Neve, dripping water from her swim in the lake, greeted them at the dock when they arrived. Amber smiled, admiring the woman’s curves. The white bikini she wore contrasted sharply with her tanned skin. Wow, she’s hot, Amber thought.

“Did you girls have a good time?” Neve asked, as the canoe gently bumped against the dock.

“Yeah, we did, Mom,” Brooke said, giving her mother a playful grin as she tied off the canoe.

Amber watched as the sexy woman approached. Taking the helping hand that Neve offered, she climbed out of the canoe. Amber felt her ears warm as Neve gave her a playful smile and a wink.

“Thanks,” Amber said, trying to look anywhere but at Neve.

“Anytime, darlin’,” Neve said sweetly, brushing her fingers along the bare skin of Amber’s lower back.

Amber stiffened for a second, but as quickly as it had started, the touch ended. Neve moved to help Piper and then Brooke out of the canoe. Is she flirting with me? Amber wondered. Her eyes automatically went to Neve’s gorgeous ass when she bent over to grab Piper’s hand. Amber quickly looked away and grabbed the bag with the blanket and pillows that now lay on the dock, thankful for something to concentrate on instead of Brooke’s beautiful mother and the arousal that was stirring in her groin.

The four of them headed to the cottage and, after dropping the life jackets into their box, went inside. They plopped down on the sofas in the living room while Neve went to the kitchen to start dinner.

“Oh, by the way, Steph called and said she’s getting off work early today and should be here in time for supper,” Neve said, from the other side of the counter.

“Okay,” Piper replied from her stretched-out position on the love seat.

“Can we play Uno after supper, Mom?” Brooke asked.

“Sounds like fun. We’ll see what Steph wants to do, but I’m sure she’ll be game,” Neve replied, as she sliced into a green pepper.

As if planned, Stephanie walked through the front door just as dinner finished cooking. Piper jumped up and dashed to the door giving her mother a big hug.

“Hi, Mom. We’re glad you’re here. Auntie Neve said we could play Uno after supper,” Piper said excitedly.

“Did she now?” Stephanie said with a smile as she returned Piper’s hug.

“How about we let your mom get in the door and relax for a minute after her long drive,” Neve said with a chuckle as she made her way from behind the counter to greet her sister.

“Sorry,” Piper said with a grin.

“It’s okay, sweetie. Here, help me with my bag,” Stephanie said with a giggle and handed Piper her travel bag.

“Hey, sis,” Neve said as she approached and gave Stephanie a warm hug and a soft kiss on the cheek. “Supper is ready, so don’t take too long.”

“We’ll be back in two shakes,” Stephanie said returning the affection. She smiled at her sister and searched her eyes for a moment before breaking the contact.

“Let’s go, Piper,” she chirped to her smiling daughter and headed down the hall with Piper right behind.

With her luggage in the bedroom, Stephanie sat at the dining table with Neve and the girls to enjoy a delicious stir-fry and friendly conversation. Piper regaled her mother with a censored account of their canoe trip to the island. When they finished their meal, they all cleared the table, then Stephanie and Neve set to do the dishes.

“Girls. Go get your night clothes on, and once we’ve finished the dishes we’ll play Uno,” Neve said.

“Yippee!” The three girls cheered and rushed to their room.

Standing at the sink, Neve washing and Stephanie drying, Neve bumped her hip against her sister.

“So, how are things, sis?” Neve asked. “Get laid lately?” she teased.

If you only knew. Stephanie thought. “None of your business,” she replied with a snort, bumping her right back and causing Neve to take a step sideways.

“Ow! Okay, you don’t have to get so violent,” Neve whined, trying to be melodramatic.

After a moment, Stephanie spoke. “Gary and Carrie are going to retire soon and sell the diner. Gary offered to sell it to me at a good price if I was interested.”

“And are you? Interested?”

“Honestly, I think it would be awesome. But there’s no way I could afford to buy it,” said Steph, disappointment marking her words. “Besides, I don’t know anything about managing a business. That’s what you went to school for, and you’re pretty good at it from what I can tell.”

Neve laughed. “Thanks. I do okay. If nobody buys the diner, there are a few positions available for secretaries at my firm.”

Stephanie laughed. “It’s been ten years since college. I doubt I remember any of it. But thanks for the offer anyway.” She gave her sister a quick peck on the cheek.

They returned to the dishes just as the kids came bounding down the hall, each wearing an oversized tee shirt. The girls sat on the stools at the counter that separated the kitchen from the rest of the living-dining area.

“Almost done?” Piper asked.

The women chuckled. “Almost, sweetie,” Stephanie answered, glancing at her daughter. She couldn’t help but notice that neither Amber nor Brooke were wearing a bra. Young, erect nipples stood out from underneath their shirts. Naughty thoughts ran through her mind as she wondered if Brooke and Amber had been fooling around. Maybe on the island? Had Piper left that bit out of her story?

Looking over at Neve, she saw her sister also admiring the girls’ chests, her tongue caressing her bottom lip. Neve looked away when she realized that Stephanie was looking at her. Could Neve be having naughty thoughts too?

“Why don’t you guys set up the table — get the game out of the games closet, and a big bowl for chips and some glasses for pop,” Neve suggested, glancing back at her sister with what Stephanie took as a guilty grin on her face.

“Sure,” Brooke replied, and the girls set about completing their assigned tasks.

With the dishes done and the table ready, they all sat and began to play. For the next few hours, the group of women and girls joked and laughed as they played. They weren’t keeping score, but it seemed that, as Stephanie had teased her, Brooke was the one with the lucky horseshoe up her butt that night.

Both Stephanie and Neve stole glances at the older girls’ small breasts during the evening, their nipples constantly erect. At one point, when Stephanie was returning from the bathroom, she was sure she caught a glimpse of Piper’s hand between Brooke’s legs. That would explain the constantly hard nipples. Stephanie smiled inwardly, not sure if she wanted to share this revelation with Neve.

All too soon, and with whines of protest from the girls, it was time to say goodnight. Stephanie and Neve gave both Brooke and Piper a hug and a kiss. The mothers kissed their daughters’ lips and their nieces’ cheeks. Amber got a hug and lingering kiss on the cheek from Stephanie along with a hug and squeeze of her bottom from Neve.

“Goodnight, girls,” the women said.

The kids said their goodnights and headed down the hall. Neve and her sister cleared the table and washed up the bowl and glasses. Neve grabbed a bottle of wine from the fridge and two wine glasses from the cupboard before they headed toward the living room to relax and enjoy some adult conversation.

Continue on to Chapter 11