Juicy Secrets Forbidden Tales of Lesbian Love

By StarSapphire

Friday nights had been video nights forever. Ronda and Judy would snuggle on the couch and laugh, cry or be terrified together as the videos played on. They both looked forward to the intimacy of these evenings.

Their next Friday evening, Ronda decided to make things extra special. She planned to be a bit more intimate than usual.

That evening, Ronda showered before Judy returned from work with the videos, feeling her heart pounding in anticipation. She chose her clothing with care, deciding on a pair of tight black shorts she knew her mother liked, along with a pink top that hugged her body and showed her young breasts to their best advantage. She brushed her hair carefully and applied a little lipstick and blush, then admired herself in the full-length bedroom mirror. She knew she looked good and nervously hoped that her mother would be impressed.

When Judy arrived home, Ronda was waiting for her in the kitchen. She’d decided to cook them dinner and had made an extra effort to make it both appetizing and romantic. A setting for two was laid out in the dining room, the lights were lowered and candles lit as Judy’s daughter began serving the first course, a tossed salad and homemade vinaigrette dressing.

“Honey, this is so nice!” Judy exclaimed as the salad was placed before her. “What’s the occasion?”

Judy was pleased at the compliment. “No occasion, Mom. I know you work hard all week, and I just wanted to make this Friday a little special for you. I don’t always say how much I love you and tonight,” said Ronda shyly, “I thought I would.”

“That’s so lovely, sweetheart! And I love you too, baby, a whole lot,” Judy gushed, genuinely impressed. “And you look so nice too. This is almost like a date!” Judy giggled, feeling herself flush with unwanted excitement.

“So maybe it is,” Ronda said quickly and kissed her mother on the cheek. “Dinner and a movie. You haven’t been treated in a long time, so relax and enjoy. I made us spaghetti and marinara sauce, garlic bread and I picked up some Asti Spumonti ice cream after school. I know how much you like it,” said Ronda.

Mother and daughter sat together and ate their meal, feeling a special closeness settle in. They talked of their day and how they were doing as they finished the main course. Over dessert they fell into a comfortable silence. Then Judy spoke as they began clearing up.

“I rented a comedy, but the other movie is subtitled. It’s a French film. A drama. I hope you like it,” Judy told Ronda.

“Oh, I’m sure I will. And I can practice my French. Let’s watch it first,” Ronda suggested. Judy agreed and they settled in to watch.

Judy did not tell Ronda that the movie had a heavy `R’ rating, with plenty of nudity and some simulated lesbian sex. She was waiting anxiously to see Ronda’s reaction, hoping she wouldn’t be offended, and that the film might spark some lust — if not conversation — in Ronda.

She needn’t have worried. Some twenty minutes or so into the movie Ronda could see the adult theme of the film developing and was becoming turned on by the lead actress. The story involved a love triangle between a man and two women, but it was the two women who were having the affair. Ronda envied the lead character’s female lover and noted how much like her mother she looked.

As a few risque and sexy scenes played out, Ronda felt strongly aroused and began playing `footsies’ with her mother. Judy responded playfully and wondered what was happening. Is it working? How far do I take things?

Throughout the film Judy and Ronda held hands, something they hadn’t done before. Ronda explained, “This is what you do on a date, right?” and Judy, slightly taken aback, had gone along. For her, the simple act of holding hands had never felt so erotic. She placed their clasped hands on her thigh as they continued to watch the movie. She hoped against hope that things might go farther still, but was afraid to make the first move.

When the movie ended, both Judy and Ronda were in a state of high excitement. Not only had the movie turned them on, but so had the physical contact between them. Feeling the smooth warmth of Judy’s thigh as her hand rested atop it was excruciating for Ronda, as was the implied intimacy of their `date’ to Judy. At this point though, neither wanted the other to know how turned on she was.

“Before we watch the next movie, I need to change out of these clothes, ” said Judy. “I’ve been in them all day. Mind if I take a quick shower, too?” she asked Ronda. She was anxious to separate herself from her daughter for a moment, lest she do something she might regret — and she was getting uncomfortably wet.

“Gonna slip into something more comfortable?” laughed Ronda. “Hey, I like how this date’s going!” she quipped.

“Naughty girl!” Judy shot back Judy a laugh as she headed upstairs to her bedroom.

Ronda waited in agony for her mother’s return. Everything seemed to be going so well, she hoped it would continue.

Judy came back down the stairs a while later looking freshly scrubbed and wearing only a set of pale yellow pajamas. “This being our first date and all, I’m sorry if my PJ’s aren’t sexy, honey, but they are comfortable,” Judy told Ronda with a smile.

Ronda thought Judy’s pajamas looked just fine, noting especially that her mother wasn’t wearing a bra under her top. “You look great, Mom! I want you to be comfortable. Like I said, it’s your night,” Ronda told her sincerely. “Let’s snuggle up and watch the next video,” she urged. Once again, they settled together on the couch as the movie began.

The film turned out to be less than inspired, but that gave Ronda the chance to `chat up’ Judy a bit. During the dull parts, they talked.

“Mom, you are so incredibly beautiful. Does anyone ever tell you that?” Ronda asked her mom, looking into her eyes as they sat together again holding hands on top of Judy’s leg. Judy’s hand was resting on top of Ronda’s. The heat from Judy’s thigh seemed to burn the teen’s hand as she asked the question.

“Gosh, thank you for saying so, honey! That is so sweet, but no,” Judy sighed, “there isn’t anyone saying such nice things to me lately,” she said. “Just you, and I appreciate it. I really do.” She leaned over and kissed Ronda on the cheek.

Ronda felt emboldened by the kiss and reached her hand up to trace the outline of Judy’s jaw. She looked directly into her deep blue eyes and could see there all the gentle love and torrid passion her mother felt — and the fear. Okay, she thought, now is the time.

“Mom, would it be okay if I asked you to kiss me, like we were on a real date?” Ronda spoke, hardly believing herself. A hot flush came to her face.

“Honey,” Judy whispered, “Y-you want me to kiss you?” Her heart was in her throat as she gazed down into Ronda’s earnest, pleading dark eyes and noted the blush on her cheeks.

“Yes, please, Mom,” Ronda murmured. ” It’s a date, so we need to kiss, don’t we?”

“I — I suppose we do,” said Judy. She quickly brought her lips into contact with Ronda’s and pecked them briefly before withdrawing.

“No, I mean a real kiss. I’ve never had one and I –I’d kinda like one. Would you please?” Ronda appealed.

“You mean, you want…” Judy started, then realized exactly where her daughter was going. She could see Ronda’s anxious need reflecting from her big brown eyes and felt a moment of excited panic. Oh my gosh, she wants me too! Judy gasped to herself. She really does!

Judy took a sharp breath as she absorbed this confirmation of her daughter’s feelings. All the terrible confusion and guilt she’d been feeling vanished as her pent-up desire for Ronda broke free at last. Her resistance crumbled. “Honey, oh yes, okay…” was all she said. She briefly looked into Ronda’s warm expectant face, then brought their lips into contact. This time, the touch was electric.

As their lips met, Judy marveled at Ronda’s sweet taste and moved her tongue purposefully inside the girl’s mouth. She heard Ronda groan, then felt her daughter’s tongue dueling with her own as their mouths opened wider.

Breaking away, Judy noted the glazed look in Ronda’s eyes.

“How was that?” asked Judy, a tremor in her voice.

“Oh, Mom, that was so beautiful! I didn’t know it felt like that. Thank you so much!” Ronda declared with enthusiasm. “Can — can we do it some more?” she asked tentatively. “Can we like, make out?” she giggled nervously. “Like a real date?”

Ronda and Judy were both thrilled by the kiss and the `date’ game they were playing. They both wished to avoid any reminders of the forbidden nature of their actions for the time being. They shared a conspiratorial smile.

“Hey, you better watch out,” warned Judy. “What if I want to go all the way?” She began to tickle Ronda on the ribs.

“Not on the first date!” Ronda howled in mock protest, attempting unsuccessfully to block her mother’s hands. “Mom, stop!” she shrieked. “I’ll let you feel me up, though, how about that?” she asked mischievously as her laughter quieted.

“Yeah?” asked Judy. Extending a hand, she placed it on Ronda’s small breast, not quite believing what she was doing. “I bet you’d like that, you little hussy,” she grinned, delighting in the feel of her daughter’s small soft breast beneath her hand.

“Gosh, yes, Mom,” Ronda moaned as she felt her mother’s hand gently kneading her breast, felt her nipple stiffen. “Please kiss me again. It felt so good.”

As Judy and Ronda’s lips met, the intensity of their passion immediately soared. Both were breathing hard as their mouths ground together, tongues lashing back and forth, probing and twining until they both suddenly broke apart.

Judy laughed a little, then softly said, “Wow! Was that ever hot, baby! Are — are you sure you want to go on?”

“Yes, Mom, I want to. I really do,” Ronda told her mother. “And — and Mom? Can I touch you there too?” Ronda glanced down at Judy’s hand on her breast, then up into the woman’s shining blue eyes.

“Yes, baby. Of course you can!” panted Judy. “Touch me honey. Play with my titties. I want you to,” she whispered as she undid two of her pajama buttons. Taking Ronda’s hand, she slipped it inside until the palm was covering her painfully erect nipple. “There, honey. Does that feel nice?” she cooed, not quite believing what was happening.

“Gosh, Mom, that feels so gooood,” Ronda gasped as she took in the weight and fullness of her mother’s breast. She squeezed and toyed with it, making Judy moan with pleasure. “Please, can I see them too? Can I look at your t-titties?” Ronda blushed at using the word her mother had just uttered. It thrilled her to say it, and embarrassed her at the same time.

“Yes, honey. I know you like them. I see you looking sometimes,” Judy smiled, then undid the remaining buttons of her top. Throwing apart the folds she let it drop from her shoulders, leaving her bare from the waist up.

Ronda gave a sharp intake of breath at the sight of her mother’s full womanly breasts, crowned with large pink and brown nipples. They were even better than she’d imagined — standing out from her chest, round and full, with no need of support. The young teen sat for a moment staring in awe at her mother’s nakedness, her own excitement building by the second. “Oh, Mom, they’re so beautiful!” she gasped.

“Your turn,” Judy said as she began undoing the buttons of Ronda’s pink pastel colored blouse. “I want to see you too,” she added as the garment slipped off Ronda’s shoulders to expose her breasts, which were encased in a white A-cup bra. Reaching behind, Ronda quickly undid the fastener and let her bra fall free, baring her nubile young breasts for her mother’s delectation.

Judy inhaled sharply, amazed at how delicate Ronda’s breasts seemed — and how vulnerable she looked seated before her mother, naked from the waist up. She hastened to reassure the girl. “Darling, your titties are perfect!” She managed to whisper, cupping one in each hand. They were like small birds nestled in her palms — fragile, warm and alive.

Bending her head, Judy took one of Ronda’s nipples between her lips, then sucked and caressed it with her mouth and tongue. She moved quickly back and forth between the girl’s breasts, tasting the virgin sweetness of her hard pink nipples, loving every texture and trace of Ronda’s flesh in her mouth and hands.

Ronda was going out of her mind with pleasure. “God, Momma, that feels good! Oh yes, Momma, please…” she cried.

Judy finally raised her head up from Ronda’s breasts. “Honey, I think this date is going into overtime. Let’s go up to my room,” she whispered urgently. Ronda could only nod a dazed reply. They both rose from the couch and, hand in hand, proceeded up the stairs.

When Ronda and Judy entered Judy’s bedroom, it was dark. Judy fumbled a bit with the nightstand lamp before turning it on. A soft warm glow filled the familiar room as they stood facing each other beside the bed. Ronda was just a few inches shorter than her mother. Judy drew the girl close and they embraced, arms around each other’s waists and mouths locked in a lover’s kiss. Their breasts and nipples first touched, then pressed tightly together.

Ronda and Judy’s kiss was long and passionate. Both were fulfilling an urgent fantasy, and the reality of the moment would not let them part for some time. Their mouths were agape and their hands wandered up and down each other’s bodies. Ronda was fondling her mother’s taut buttocks, which caused Judy to moan with delight. Judy was inspired to do the same, squeezing Ronda’s small tight ass cheeks in her strong hands until they both finally broke apart.

“Oh, Mom,” Ronda whispered. “I love you so much.”

“I love you too, baby. Can — can I touch you down here, too?” Judy asked Ronda, indicating the area between her legs.

“Yes, Mom, oh yes!” Ronda cried. “You can do whatever you like to me. I want you to!” She watched as Judy knelt before her and undid the top button of her black shorts, then tugged rolled down the zipper. They slipped down to the floor, leaving the teen in a small pair of white cotton panties. Judy quickly stripped them off and paused, staring in awe her daughter.

“Ronda, honey, you’ve got a beautiful pussy!” Judy exclaimed, lightly brushing Ronda’s wisp of dark pubic hair before running a finger gently up the length of her tight slit. She could feel Ronda shudder at the touch and quickly stood to remove her own pajama bottoms. She was naked beneath them, her bare pussy now fully exposed to her daughter’s amazed stare. “I just did it yesterday,” Judy asked her, lightly caressing the smooth mound. “Do you like it?”

“Wow, Mom… that is way cool!” Ronda exclaimed as she drank in the sight of her mother’s shaven vulva.

“Let’s lie down. I want to look at you, sweetheart,” said Judy. She lay Ronda down on her back then gazed longingly at the incredible naked beauty of her twelve-year-old daughter, spread out before her. “Sweetie, you are gorgeous. My goodness, how much you’ve grown!” Judy said as she ran a hand over Ronda’s breasts, then down her flat tummy, finally cupping the girl’s warm, wet sex in her palm.

Judy lay on her side next to Ronda, still gently stroking her wet pussy. “Do you like this, baby? Do you like Momma playing with your pussy?” she whispered in her daughter’s ear.

“God, yes, Mom! That feels so good, I can’t believe it!” Ronda panted. Judy slipped her finger between the teen’s labia and found her tiny clitoris, then began to stroke it in small circles. “Oh, Mom! What are you doing? Oh, oh, oh,” Ronda panted. “Don’t stop, Momma! Please don’t stop!” she cried as her passion built.

“I won’t stop honey, don’t worry,” said Judy, then moved her lips down to capture a nipple. Ronda moaned out her pleasure at this double assault. Judy continued down, kissing her child’s stomach and belly button, then heading lower still.

Ronda lifted her head to watch, then moaned in happy disbelief as her mother’s head moved between her legs.

Judy could not wait to taste young Ronda’s pussy. Her tongue lapped along her small slit, then dipped inside to taste her juices. She felt Ronda squirm at the touch of her tongue against her clitoris. Wanting more, Judy next moved herself even further down between her daughter’s legs and gazed at Ronda’s slippery wet cunt before burying her face in it.

In the meantime. Judy’s thumb found Ronda’s vagina and entered her right up to the hymen, while her finger probed at the girl’s tight little asshole. Ronda’s hips began to buck and pump into Judy’s face as Mom continued licking and fingering her, filling both her holes and sucking her small clit in and out of her mouth.

Ronda had never felt such sensations before. Her body was afire with passion and pleasure so intense she thought she might pass out. Then her orgasm began, the first of her young life. Waves of heat rolled out of her loins in pulsating contractions as her body arched up from the bed.

Judy grabbed Ronda’s hips and hung on as wave after shuddering wave passed through the teen’s body. Finally, her climax slowly subsided.

Ronda lay quivering and sobbing as her mother quickly came up beside her and took the girl in her strong, loving arms. “Oh God, Momma! What was that?” she gasped.

“You came, honey,” Judy said with a laugh. “You just had an orgasm. Haven’t you had one before?”

“Gosh, no!” said Ronda. “I — I think I’d remember if I had!” she laughed, then gazed adoringly at her mother. “Just hold me for a minute, Mom, please?”

Judy cradled her daughter in her arms, delighted that she had given Ronda such pleasure for her first time. She licked her lips, relishing the taste of a young girl’s juices, and relived the joyous sensation of eating her hot young pussy. But Judy herself had yet to come… and her own hunger was building fast.

“Ronda, honey, can you make me come too?” Judy whispered in her daughter’s ear as she rocked the girl in her arms. “Just use your hand for now, okay?”

“Of course I will!” Ronda replied. “Show me what you want me to do, okay?”

“Here, honey,” Judy said taking Ronda’s hand and placing it on her pussy. She pressed Ronda’s fingers into her slit, then guided her to the clitoris. “Right there, baby. That’s my clit. I want you to rub it for me,” she said, moving her daughter’s finger in a slow circle. She took her hand away as Ronda continued on her own. “Yes, baby! Oh, that feels so good!” Judy moaned as Ronda frigged her sensitive nub. “Now I want you to go inside me, honey. Put your fingers in my cunt. Can you feel it?” she asked.

Ronda moved her hand down. “Y-yes, Mom. I found it,” she panted — entranced at the warm gushy feel of Judy’s wet pussy, amazed at how big her mother’s vagina was compared to hers. She easily slipped two fingers inside. “Your c-cunt is so hot and wet, Mom!” Judy exclaimed.

“Okay, now fuck me baby. Fuck me with your hand,” Judy directed, surprising herself at how easily those words came to her. “Hard and fast, baby! That’s it!”

Ronda moved her fingers rapidly in and out of her mother, entranced at the sight, sounds and smells of their blatant sexual activity. She inserted a third finger, then Judy asked, “Oh, baby girl — can you put your whole hand inside?”

Ronda was shocked at the request, but immediately began to comply. Slowly her thumb and little finger joined the rest inside Judy’s tight cunt. Ronda looked down and saw only her thin wrist, her hand entirely engulfed inside her mother’s writhing body.

Judy’s cunt felt extraordinarily tight to Ronda — in fact, she winced a little as her mother contracted her uterine muscles around her hand.

“Fuck me, baby!” Judy cried. “Fuck me with your hand. Oh, God, fuck my cunt, baby! Harder now! Move it around inside,” she instructed. Then, “Yesss! Oh, yessss!”

Judy screamed as Ronda began pumping and rotating her hand around inside her mother’s distended pussy. The other hand was groping Judy’s breasts, plucking at her rock-hard nipples.

Judy could not hold back. A huge orgasm hit her squarely in the groin and radiated out through her whole body. She cried and moaned out loud. “I’m coming baby, oh, I’m COMING!” Then she screamed, startling Ronda with its power, and the awesome of her cunt as it clenched Ronda’s hand. Three jets of clear fluid shot from Judy’s urethra as she ejaculated onto her daughter’s chest.

As Judy slowly calmed down and allowed herself to relax, Ronda slipped her hand free of her mother’s vagina and curled up next to her. “Mom, you are so hot!” she told her.

“Ronda, honey, that was so good,” Judy said. “Was it okay for you? Are you all right? You don’t feel bad about this, do you? I mean, well, I’m your mom and — and…” her voice faltered.

“It was the best, Mom,” Ronda enthused, trying to reassure her mother. “I’ve never come before — and, and watching you just blew my mind! I really like it when you talk that way too, you know…” she hesitated. “Like the f-word and all that!” Ronda giggled. “I love what we’re doing. I — I’ve wanted to for a long time. I love all of it. And I love you, Mom, so much!” She hugged Judy hard.

Ronda gathered her daughter up in her arms and gave her a big wet kiss. “Oh baby, we are going to have some fun times!” she assured her. “I’m glad you liked what we did. So everything is really all right, honey?” she asked again, her voice still tinged with a touch of worry.

“No, Mom, everything’s not all right,” Ronda said with a little smile. “‘Cause I’m still, well, really horny.”

Judy laughed in relief, then had a wicked little idea. “Have you ever masturbated, honey?”

“N- no, not really,” Ronda said. “I’m not sure how. Is it like when we were touching each other?”

Judy assured her it was and then lay back to demonstrate. Spreading her labia with one hand, she exposed her clitoris for Ronda’s inspection. “This is the clitoris, this little thing here. When you touch it, you get all those great feelings. Go ahead. Try it for yourself,” Judy urged as she began to play with herself, rubbing her distended clit in small circles with her index finger.

Next to her, Ronda did the same — and once again felt that lightning bolt of pleasure shoot through her. As her fingers worked away at herself she stared fixedly at her mother’s hand, busy between her own legs. “That’s so sexy, Mom!” Ronda panted as she felt the start of another climax coming on. “I love watching you play with yourself!”

“Me too, honey,” Judy panted as she watched Ronda masturbating beside her. “God, I’m going to come soon, watching you play with your little cunt, baby. Yes, finger your clit baby. Let me watch you make yourself come!” Judy shuddered as her orgasm rapidly approached, then overwhelmed her. “OH! Ronda, honey, I love you so much!” she cried out in her ecstasy. Another series of pleasure shocks traveled up and down the length of her body, far more intensely than when she usually masturbated.

Beside her, Ronda came once more a few moments later. A gush of juices washed her small hand as it continued to work away at herself. So that’s masturbation, she thought gleefully. And doing it with Mom is just so hot! Giving herself up to the pleasure of it, she fell back on Judy’s bed and let the feelings wash through her.

Finally opening her eyes, Ronda saw her mother beside her. She was smiling.

“Honey you look so wonderful when you come,” said Judy as she watched her daughter’s climax wind down, the girl’s hand going still between her legs. She took Ronda in her arms. They held each other close and gently rocked themselves into a quiet slumber.

Awakening a few minutes later, Judy knew she had something important to say to her child. “Ronda, honey,” she said gazing fondly into her eyes. “Wake up, baby,” she insisted quietly.

When Judy’s eyes were open and staring into her own, she finally said, “I’m never going to leave you, Ronda. I’ll always be here. I won’t hurt you, not ever. I — I need to tell you that.”

“I know that, Mom,” Ronda replied. “Why are you saying that to me?”

“Because, honey, many years ago…” Judy began, as she looked into her daughter’s exotic dark eyes.

The End