Juicy Secrets Forbidden Tales of Lesbian Love

by Jojo Starr

Two more weeks went by and Daria had several more dreams about Miley. Each time, she knew very clearly who she was with, and it excited her beyond belief. The dreams got progressively more intense as gentle kissing soon progressed to full-on making out. Daria put her hands on her sister’s body in the dreams, which brought her to even newer and more thrilling heights. Sometimes she woke up panting in a sweat, completely flushed and thoroughly aroused, but most of the time she came in her sleep, waking up in the blissful afterglow of her orgasm.

Daria had never felt such thrilling and wonderful sensations in her whole life, but as soon as she was fully awake, she always felt terribly guilty about her dreams. She couldn’t quite reconcile the fact that she felt this way while thinking about her sister, and it drove her crazy.

Every time she woke up she would look across the room at the soft, sleeping form of her little sister, that perfect, wonderful person who she cared about more than anyone else, and she would feel terrible. Miley didn’t deserve this, she thought. She didn’t deserve an older sister who thought about her that way.

Daria couldn’t stop herself from wondering what would happen if Miley ever found out about her dreams. Would she hate her? Never talk to her again? Daria couldn’t bear the thought.

But still, the dreams persisted, so much so that they were beginning to affect Daria’s waking thoughts. Every now and then, Daria would catch herself looking at her sister and feel something wonderful stirring deep inside her, just like she felt in her dreams. It was so conflicting for her. She knew it was wrong to feel those things, but they made her feel so wonderful inside and a part of her didn’t want them to go away.

Lately, she was afraid that part of her was growing stronger and stronger. It was getting to the point where she was getting ready for bed and actually began to wish for the dreams to come back that night. There was simply nothing like them.

Besides, they were getting better and better and she was growing excited to do more with her sister in her dreams. She wanted it to progress beyond kissing and touching – just to see what else they might do.

And then, one night, she got her wish.

She was in the house – in the living room – and got that familiar tingly feeling and swimming sensation in her stomach. Somehow, she knew Miley was nearby. She went to Miley’s room and opened the door. Her heart pounded as she saw her sister and Miley grinned widely, happy to see her.

She felt herself flush with arousal from head to toe and somehow knew Miley was feeling it too. Miley stood up and they started walking towards each other, feeling their arousal increase with each step. Daria wanted her so bad, her entire body ached.

Then, suddenly, they were embracing and kissing passionately. Daria felt a fire burning in her belly, hot and growing hotter by the second. She felt her sister’s body pressing tight against her and felt her sex ache with need.

Their kissing grew heavier and their hands began to roam over each other’s bodies. Daria felt the ache throbbing and growing stronger. Suddenly an instinct took over and she began grinding her hips into her sister’s to try and alleviate the ache. The knowledge that she was pushing and grinding her private parts against her sister thrilled her. It only increased her passion and she began to grind harder.

Miley took her in her arms and pulled her back onto the bed. Daria found herself on top of her sister, her body pressing tightly into her sister. She ground her hips again and Miley began pulling her tighter against her. Daria felt her passion rise higher than ever before and she knew she had to keep grinding.

Her sister’s body felt so exquisite, so soft and delicate beneath her, it was giving her everything she needed. She began to pump her hips hard and tight against Miley’s body and the feeling was so incredible she began to groan out loud.

Everything was hot and intense and Daria knew she was going to have an orgasm – an incredibly powerful one. She was in her sister’s arms and Miley wanted her there.

She thrust and ground, and suddenly her body erupted in the most powerful climax she’d ever experienced. She kept thrusting and pumping into her sister and then the unthinkable happened – she had another orgasm on TOP of the first one! It was beyond anything she’d ever felt.

She kept humping and thrusting, and suddenly a THIRD orgasm wracked her body. She was panting hot and heavy, barely believing what was happening to her. It was all due to her incredibly beautiful, amazing little sister and she found herself crying out her name over and over.

When she woke up, her body was covered in a sheen of sweat and she was panting hotter and heavier than she ever had before. She also felt an exquisite bliss enveloping her entire body that put her in such a calming state, she didn’t care about anything right then. Not feeling guilty, not worrying about her desires, just bliss.

***

What Daria was completely unaware of was that Miley was awake. In fact, Miley had woken up a few times in the past to the sounds of heavy panting from her sister. At first she was worried, but it wasn’t long before she figured out what was happening to her sister. She was having an erotic dream. It was the only explanation.

Miley began to wonder if Daria had a boyfriend at school, or if there was someone she liked that she wasn’t telling her about. It was a little weird to hear her sister panting so heavily, but she knew Daria was asleep and didn’t want to disturb her or embarrass her sister by waking her up.

In fact, there was a small part of Miley that was a little jealous. It seemed that whatever was happening to Daria, she was really enjoying it and Miley wondered what it felt like. Daria almost always woke up afterwards, though, and Miley did her best to pretend she was still sleeping. Usually Daria fell right back asleep, but other times she seemed to stay awake, tossing and turning.

Those nights were frustrating for Miley because she couldn’t sleep either. She just lay awake wondering what Daria had just experienced and what had led to it.

But tonight was different, very, very different. Miley woke up to the sounds of her sister panting heavily and knew it was happening again. She started to listen carefully for any clues of what Daria’s dreams might be about. She couldn’t help herself feeling curious. It just seemed so powerful and intense, whatever it was Daria was feeling.

But tonight, Daria was making more sounds than heavy breathing. As Miley listened, she started to hear the sounds of sheets rustling in a kind of rhythmic pattern. After a few seconds, the rustling got louder and the rhythm started to get heavier and faster. Daria was very clearly moving her body around in some kind of thrusting or humping manner.

Miley was shocked by this at first, and then her heart started to pound. She realized she was eavesdropping on something very personal. Maybe her sister was actually… having sex in her dream! The thought was strange, but kind of thrilling for Miley. She had never had sex before, but had heard about it and was mildly curious about it. And now, from what she was hearing from her sister, it sounded pretty intense!

Miley continued to listen and could now hear Daria making little squealing and grunting noises. If this wasn’t sex, Miley didn’t know what it was. Her heart pounded faster and her body started to tingle all over. This was more thrilling than she thought!

The sheets were rustling heavier and Daria was clearly thrusting her hips more rapidly, against the bed or the sheets or something nearby. And then Miley started to hear sounds like, “Oh! Oh God!” Miley’s eyes opened wide and her heart pounded even faster. Was Daria about to… climax?? The thought was terribly thrilling for Miley. She knew this was something she shouldn’t be hearing, but she couldn’t stop herself. It sounded too exciting.

She strained her ears and could hear more grunting and panting. Then Daria started mewling something soft and inaudible. Miley strained her ears and listened harder. Then, gradually, the sounds got louder: “Oh… Oh God… Muh… Muh… Miley! Oh God, Miley! UNNGH! NNNFFF! UHHNNNFF!” And then silence.

Miley lay completely still with her eyes open wide. There was no mistaking what she heard. It was loud and clear as day. Daria, her own sister, had called out her name during what was very clearly an erotic dream, and even more shocking – at the climax!

What did that mean?? Miley wracked her mind for anything other than the obvious explanation. But no matter how hard she tried, she could only come to one conclusion – that Daria had an erotic dream about her. Somehow, on some level, Daria was sexually attracted to her.

The thought made her queasy and her heart pounded in shock. This most definitely wasn’t normal. But, was it… wrong? The more Miley thought about it, the more she realized it was only a dream. Daria hadn’t ever done anything that remotely suggested she was attracted to her in real life, so really she hadn’t done anything wrong. These dreams were all in her subconscious, so she really couldn’t control them anyway.

What if she hated these dreams? What if she felt awful about them? Miley suddenly started to feel tremendous sympathy for her sister. Come to think of it, Daria had been acting a little strangely around her lately, and was quieter than usual. Maybe these dreams were really getting to her and she really felt terrible about them. Miley suddenly wished there was something she could do to help her sister.

But there was something else, too, something beyond all that. The longer Miley stayed awake and the more she kept thinking, she couldn’t help but replay the sounds she heard her sister making during her dream. They had ignited something in Miley – a curiosity, yes, but also something more.

Miley felt strange about admitting it to herself, but somehow it was absolutely thrilling listening to her sister make those sounds. They were so primal and uninhibited, so raw and direct, so… pure. There was no concealing, no subduing, no beating around the bush. That was what Daria sounded like when she was incredibly aroused and in the throes of orgasm. And it was strangely exciting to hear. It was almost… well, it was… kind of beautiful.

Miley knew she shouldn’t be thinking things like that, but she couldn’t help herself. Besides, they were her own private thoughts, and apparently Daria had some pretty dirty private thoughts of her own!

But there was also something else… something Miley felt immediately in the moment, but dismissed and didn’t come back to it until quite a bit later as she lay in bed, running thoughts through her mind. It happened the moment Daria called out her name, but she couldn’t quite put her finger on it. It was certainly shocking, yes, but there was something more. What was it? Curiosity? No, it was something more than that… something closer to… flattery? Yes, she almost felt flattered, she realized.

Miley had never given sex much thought, much less considered herself sexually attractive. She simply didn’t think about such things. But here was a case of someone very clearly sexually excited by her, which was strangely thrilling. It was just too bad that person happened to be her sister. Or was it?

Miley had always felt incredibly close to her sister. She loved her more than anything in the world and felt Daria was the one person she knew who truly understood her. She looked up to Daria in so many ways and modelled so much of her life and personality after her. She had always wished she could be just like her sister. Daria was so smart and so beautiful and so dedicated to school and life and anything she put her mind to. She was nothing short of an inspiration to Miley.

And maybe this was part of the reason Miley didn’t feel quite so disgusted or put-off by what she heard, as maybe other girls would if they heard their sisters say that. To Miley, Daria was perfect. And while this was definitely a strange and unexpected development, Miley found it hard to fault her sister too much. The connection between them was simply too strong.

Over the next few days, Miley took it in her stride and treated her sister as if nothing had happened, interacting with her as she always had. She definitely noticed Daria acting a little more strange and distant, but this time she knew why. It frustrated Miley because she hated to see her sister so conflicted. Miley couldn’t imagine what Daria must be going through. It had to be incredibly difficult.

Strangely, Miley began to realize that, rather than freaking her out and creating division between them, that little incident that night had actually caused Miley to feel more even more sympathy and compassion for her sister, bringing them even closer together, at least in her mind.

She felt like she understood Daria better. She knew one of her deepest, most private secrets and truly felt for her. Maybe it was because Daria’s secret was about her and Miley felt strangely flattered by it, but that didn’t matter. What mattered was that Miley felt closer to her sister than ever before.

***

Miley found herself staring at her sister in the bathroom. She didn’t know how long she had been doing it, but she couldn’t pull her eyes away. Daria was looking in the mirror, getting herself ready. Doing her hair, making herself look pretty. And she did look pretty. Unbelievably so.

Miley thought she looked gorgeous. She loved looking at Daria. It gave her a wonderful, warm feeling inside, a feeling that was only growing warmer by the second.

And then, Daria turned and looked at her. Miley felt a strange jolt of energy rush through her and her body gave a sort of little shudder. They held eye contact and Miley felt that warm feeling growing hotter and hotter.

There was something about the way Daria was looking at her… something different. Something that made Miley’s heart pound and her knees weak. She had never seen Daria look at her this way before… or had she? She couldn’t remember. All she knew was that her stomach was tying itself in knots and her heart was pounding faster.

And then, Daria started to move towards her. She was moving almost in slow motion and Miley was fixed on every single little detail of her sister’s body. She was moving so slowly and so fluidly, it had a hypnotizing effect on Miley.

Miley knew she was going to approach her, and her heart pounded like never before. She just knew Daria was going to do something – something that made her even weaker than she already was.

Daria walked right up to her and stood right in front of her – inches away. Miley could feel her sister’s heat, her sister’s energy. It was intoxicating. They had never stood so close before. It was scary, but also terribly exciting.

There was something between them – something Miley felt almost tangibly. It was so strong and powerful she couldn’t move. She was simply frozen in place, staring up into Daria’s eyes… Daria’s beautiful, hypnotic eyes.

And then, suddenly, she felt Daria’s warm, soft hands on hers. Miley felt Daria take her hands into her own as they continued gazing into each other’s eyes. It meant something. Something thrilling. Daria’s heat was radiating against her. Miley could feel it and it warmed her.

Then Daria took Miley’s hands and pulled her to the side. Miley knew Daria was pulling her toward the bed.

Daria lay on the bed and Miley laid down next to her. Somehow, Miley knew what was happening. And she wanted it. More than anything. She wanted Daria to show her, to show her what to do.

Daria moved a hand up and brushed a strand of hair out of Miley’s face, gently tucking it behind her ear. Miley thought it was the most beautiful, sweetest gesture and she felt her heart pound even faster. They were getting closer, Miley could feel it. They were right in front of each other, inches apart, looking into each other’s eyes. Miley looked down at her sister’s mouth, saw her lips part slightly. Miley felt a thrill rush through her like she’d never felt before. And then Daria leaned in, closer… closer…

Miley awoke with a gasp, her heart pounding rapidly, her entire body tingling with a thrilling rush. What had just happened? Was it all a dream? No! NO! Miley closed her eyes, desperately wishing it to continue. She thought hard, her brain working desperately to recover the elements and details of the dream. But it was fading. NO, thought Miley. No, no, NO! She tried again but was unable to hold on. She opened her eyes and sighed in frustration.

As she gradually accepted the fact that she was awake and wasn’t going back to sleep any time soon, she began to let her mind clear up a bit. She realized she had been dreaming. She knew the dream was about Daria. And she knew that she was feeling powerful and compelling urges toward her sister… sexual urges. There was no denying it. She had an erotic dream about Daria.

She suddenly realized this is what Daria was going through. She was feeling the exact same things that Miley was feeling right now. Oh, it was so thrilling! So wonderful! And so intense! She suddenly felt closer to her sister than ever before. She had now had the same experience as Daria.

Miley’s heart practically melted in her chest. She suddenly had the urge to tell Daria all about this. About her dream, how powerful it was, how she knew Daria had the same dreams, and that would solve everything. That would bring them even closer together and there would be no more secrets. There might even be… something more between them. Could there? Could it be possible?

And then Miley shook her head. She was being completely ridiculous. Of course, that could never happen. Sisters weren’t supposed to feel these things, let alone act on them. That was absurd! Daria would probably tell her she was a freak for even thinking such things! Miley’s heart sank. She didn’t know what she was thinking.

Still, she knew Daria had these dreams. And now she’d had one too. As she shifted around in her bed, she felt a strange sensation.

She put her hand between her legs and was shocked to discover a wet spot on the front of her panties. That had certainly never happened before! She slipped a finger inside the crotch and could feel that her entire vulva was coated in this wetness. She wiped some of it off, then brought her finger up to her nose. It was a faint musky, slightly bitter aroma. So this is what female arousal smells like, she thought. She wondered if Daria smelled the same way when she got aroused.

And then something hit her. She remembered a few weeks ago when Daria had gotten out of bed, the entire front of her panties were covered in a dark wet spot. It was impossible to miss. But Daria acted as if everything was normal – at least at first, so Miley didn’t say anything.

She thought maybe Daria had an ‘accident’ in bed, but now she realized she probably had one of these dreams. That was her AROUSAL that Miley had seen on the front of her panties! Miley gasped at the realization and a fantastic thrill rushed through her, making her shudder.

She looked over at her sister’s form lying under the covers across the room. Daria was clearly asleep, but Miley felt a strange, powerful connection with her sister right then. She began to wonder why she hadn’t seen any more signs of that on her sister’s panties – it was just that one night. And then it slowly dawned on her that Daria must have been aware of it and was probably being more careful from that point on.

But there still must have been evidence. Her panties must be somewhere and they must have her wetness in them.

Miley lay awake, letting these thoughts run through her head. She bit her lip, wondering if there was a way to find out if Daria was still wetting her panties with her arousal. The more Miley thought about it, the more excited she became and the more she resolved to actually find out for herself.

There was something in her… some need to confirm that her sister was still doing this. She knew it was potentially dangerous, but she just had to find out.

***

It turned out Miley didn’t have to wait long. The very next night, Miley could barely sleep, just lying awake thinking about these things. She heard Daria fall asleep and continued to stay awake for some time. She didn’t know whether she had dozed off or not, but at some point in the night, her eyes popped open as she heard the sounds of rustling.

Her heart immediately began to beat quickly and adrenaline began to rush through her body. Was Daria having another one of her dreams? Miley listened intently, keeping her body as still as possible. She listened to her sister twitch and roll around for a minute or so, and then she thought she could faintly hear Daria’s breathing pick up slightly. In almost no time it was clear that Daria was panting.

Miley’s heart pounded in her chest. Daria was definitely having an erotic dream. There was no doubt about it. Less than a minute later she was whimpering and making that rhythmic thrusting movement again.

Miley turned her head carefully. She wanted to watch. As she focused her eyes, she could make out the form of her sister under her bedsheet. She was facing toward the wall, but her form was clearly outlined by the thin sheet.

Miley could see Daria’s hips thrusting, bucking in her sleep. Miley felt her entire body hot with arousal as she watched. Every sound Daria made thrilled Miley like crazy. Her sounds were so sexy, so erotic, so… hot with passion. Miley felt every nerve in her body on fire as she contemplated the possibility that her sister was dreaming about her again. And then, she heard it.

“Oh… Oh Miley! Ye – Uh! Mmph!”

Her name, Miley, coming from her sister’s passionate, breathy voice. Miley’s eyelids fluttered closed and her breathing increased. She was getting so hot. And then, a few more squeals from her sister, and it was quiet.

Miley silently cursed. It was over way too quickly. She quickly closed her eyes and listened as Daria’s breathing slowed, and heard her turn over. She was awake.

Miley dared not make a single move. Miley desperately wished it would have gone on just a little bit longer. But it didn’t. And now she was stuck waiting.

She heard Daria sigh in frustration, then toss and turn for a while. Miley had no concept of time and didn’t know how late it was or how long she had been listening. All she knew was that there was no way she was going back to sleep.

She just lay there, replaying the events over and over again in her head. Daria’s heavy panting, the form of her body… her gently thrusting hips, her squeals, calling out her sister’s name in the heat of the moment. Miley had never felt so thrilled and turned on in her life. But she couldn’t do anything about it, which also meant she had never been so frustrated before.

The rest of the night was a blur. She was surprised when her alarm rang. It had felt like only a few minutes had gone by, yet at the same time, it felt like hours had passed.

Miley was suddenly wide awake, her body instantly filled with adrenaline and purpose. She thought quickly. She figured she should keep the routine exactly the same so Daria wouldn’t suspect anything. So she got up first, heading to the bathroom to pee and brush her teeth. She realized this is when Daria must be changing. Her heart pounded with anticipation of what she would do when she came out of the bathroom.

After she was done, she walked out of the bathroom, saying “Hi,” to her sister as casually as possible. As usual, Daria seemed a little flustered, muttered a “Hi,”  and headed to the bathroom.

Miley tried to be as casual as possible as she snuck a peek down at her sister’s crotch. She didn’t really get a good look, but as far as she could tell there was no wet spot, which meant Daria had already changed.

As soon as Daria closed the door to the bathroom, Miley tip-toed to the hamper, her heart pounding like crazy. She quietly lifted the lid and her heart skipped as she saw a rumpled pair of panties right on top that weren’t hers. She bit her lip and reached down to touch them. They were warm!

Every nerve in her body trembled with excitement as she picked them up and carefully began to examine them. Immediately she saw that the crotch was wet. Very wet. Her breathing grew shallower and her heart beat even faster. She turned the crotch panel inside out and was shocked to find a considerable amount of slimy, slightly creamy fluid smeared across the inside. Her knees grew weak. This was her sister’s arousal. Gingerly, she took her index finger and wiped up some of it. It was thicker and slimier than hers. She brought it to her nose and it had a similar smell to her own, but with clearly distinct characteristics that belonged just to Daria.

Her entire body tingled with an intense desire and arousal she hadn’t quite expected. She suddenly had powerful urges that shocked and surprised her. She brought her sister’s panties closer to her nose and inhaled. The arousal only got stronger. She suddenly began to wonder what it tasted like. She felt a heavy burning between her legs and had an incredible desire to touch herself, to alleviate that itch. But could she do that while Daria was still in the bathroom?

Suddenly she heard the toilet flush. Daria would be out soon. In a flash, she closed the lid of the hamper and took her sister’s panties, quickly sliding them under her pillow. They would have to wait for later. She tried to look and act as normal as possible as Daria came out of the bathroom, but she doubted she was doing a very good job.

***

All day long, Miley kept thinking about her sister’s panties under her pillow. How she longed to look at them again. Would her sister’s fluids still be on them or would they have dried up? Would they still smell like they did that morning? She couldn’t wait to find out the answers to these questions. But she knew she wouldn’t be able to get to them after school – Daria usually went into their room to do homework. They would have to wait until that evening after Daria fell asleep. And that was incredibly frustrating for Miley.

The entire day had been one long wait for Miley. And, of course, that night, as the girls were getting ready for bed, Miley wasn’t the least bit tired. In fact, she’d never been so excited and energized in her life.

When they settled in bed and the lights were out, Miley knew she would have to wait until Daria was asleep, but that didn’t mean she couldn’t keep herself excited until then. She carefully slipped her hand under her pillow and felt around until she felt her sister’s panties.

Her heart beat quickly in her chest as she slid them around between her fingers. She very carefully felt every single inch of them and could clearly tell where the crotch was because it was still ever so slightly damp. That thrilled Miley like crazy and caused her to squeeze her legs together tightly. Miley lay like this for a long time, just letting the anticipation build as she waited for her sister to fall asleep.

It seemed like forever until Daria finally did fall asleep, but Miley was careful, waiting until she heard her sister’s soft, rhythmic breathing. Once she was sure Daria was asleep, her heart began beating quickly again as her excitement grew.

Very slowly, she began to pull her sister’s panties out from underneath her pillow. She held them to her face and began to sniff them, feeling her entire body grow incredibly aroused as she contemplated the fact that this smell was her sister’s arousal.

Immediately she squeezed her legs together, feeling her entire body tingle. She felt a heavy throbbing between her legs and squeezed her legs together harder, rocking her hips slightly. This felt good, but not good enough.

She rolled onto her stomach and pressed her hips against her mattress. She sighed deeply, her sister’s panties still against her face. This felt better. Much better. She began grinding her hips around on the mattress, breathing in her sister’s scent over and over. Such wonderful, incredible things were happening to her young body, thrilling her like crazy.

As she ground her hips around, her head kept pushing into her pillow – a minor annoyance. Then, suddenly, she had an idea. She looked over at Daria, making sure she was still asleep. Satisfied that she was, Miley carefully took her pillow and slid it down, pulling it next to her. She then rolled her hips to one side and stuffed her pillow between herself and the bed. When she rolled back onto it, her eyes rolled back in her head. Yes! This was IT!

She pushed her hips into the pillow and her jaw dropped open. She couldn’t believe how good it felt. She placed her sister’s panties on the bed in front of her face so she could lean down and sniff them whenever she wanted. She began grinding her hips into the pillow and her eyelids fluttered closed as she gasped in pleasure.

Miley pictured Daria in bed, bucking her hips, panting, crying out Miley’s name, getting her panties wet with her fluids. Miley bit her lip to keep from crying out and leaned down to press her nose against her sister’s panties. She breathed them in over and over, grinding her hips harder and tighter into her pillow.

The pleasure was unlike anything she’d ever experienced. It was intense beyond her wildest dreams. She pumped her hips harder and pictured her sister having an orgasm.

“MMPH!” she squealed and suddenly everything in her body exploded. A pleasure she’d never known seized her, so intense that her entire body froze up, causing her to tremble over and over. It was so powerful and so wonderful and so incredible, she bore down hard against her pillow, desperate to prolong this sensation as long as she could.

She held the image of her beautiful sister in her head, panting and trembling in her own orgasm, thinking of Daria. It was so powerful, Miley came a second time, her entire body shuddering over and over, her nostrils filled with the scent of her sister’s sex. She had no idea anything could feel so incredible.

When it was over, Miley could barely move. She just lay limply on her bed, panting heavily. She felt a heavy bliss settle over her and her eyelids quickly got very heavy.

Somewhere in the back of her mind, she knew she couldn’t stay like this. Mustering all her strength, she rolled her hips to the side, pulled the pillow out from under her, and threw it back at the head of her bed, covering her sister’s panties with it. She plopped her head on the pillow, closed her eyes, and fell into a wonderful, incredibly deep sleep.

Continue on to Chapter 3!