Juicy Secrets Forbidden Tales of Lesbian Love

A brief summary (well, it USED to be brief…) of what has transpired thus far. (To get a additional breakdown of the earlier chapters, please see Pages From a Diary Chapter Links )

Eleven-year-old Mallory is a bright but lonely girl with strict fundamentalist Christian parents whose marriage is going through a rough patch. One day, Mal gets acquainted with a girl named Julie, who lives with her father Jason and his girlfriend Lisa. Soon, the girls become fast friends, and before very long, more than friends. Mallory has a difficult time reconciling her emerging sexuality with her faith, but soon finds her desire for Julie and her interest in sex getting the upper hand, especially once she learns to masturbate.

Meanwhile, her parents’ relationship is really starting to founder. By then, Mallory and Julie are beginning to experiment sexually, but don’t really know what they’re doing. Julie’s dad’s girlfriend Lisa finds out about their curiosity and offers advice, then the girls persuade her to undress and join them in bed. Mal and Julie have full-on sex for the first time, then Lisa gets involved. 

Soon thereafter, Mallory and Julie are confronted by a fifteen-year-old girl from their school named Megan, who tells them she recognizes their feelings for each other, admits to being gay herself, and invites them to drop by her place a few days later. Megan only wants to hang out and chat, but Mallory casually takes charge of the situation, and soon the three of them are naked and having sex. In the weeks to come, they will get together again every now and then for more of the same.

Mallory’s mother Sharon is spending more and more nights away from the home, supposedly staying with her own mother. So she isn’t there when Mal’s father Dan collapses and nearly dies from alcohol poisoning. Only Mallory’s quick thinking and immediate response saves his life. Once Dan is taken to the hospital, Mal learns that her mom isn’t really at Grandma’s house, but out with another man.

Not long after her father is released from the hospital, Mallory is taken out on a shopping trip by her mother. During the lengthy drive, Sharon explains her side of the story, treating her daughter more like an adult than she ever has before. Mal finds herself feeling sympathetic… but then she’s startled to catch herself having sexual thoughts about her mother, which leave her feeling flustered and confused. Those thoughts won’t go away, either.

Sharon soon gets a job at a senior center, and is making plans to go back to school. Needless to say, Mal’s father is most unhappy with this development. On the other hand, Mallory is quite pleased for her mom, and takes the opportunity to get in her lap and give her playful, but subtly flirtatious kisses. More then ever, she suspects that her mother is secretly gay.

Mal is gradually becoming more popular at school. One result is that she and Julie are invited to a sleepover with Emma and Cindy, a couple of Julie’s friends. Once the parents are asleep, the girls get into a discussion concerning masturbation, which leads to everyone getting naked and engaging in mutual touching. Emma and Cindy love it, and the four of them get together for more fun a couple of weeks later.

Mallory finds a new student project: playing keyboards in a rock band of high school students supervised by Jason, who has also been teaching his daughter Julie how to do mixing work. Mal is much younger than the other members, but her skills soon win the others over. One of the band members is a sweet hippie girl named Jamie, and Mal is immediately attracted to her.

An ugly scene occurs at the home of Mal’s grandmother, where her mother Sharon is staying until she finds her own place. When Sharon makes a disparaging comment about lesbians, Mal loses her temper in a big way. In her anger, she comes out there and then, venting until her mother breaks down and cries. Mal quickly becomes remorseful, but the damage is done.

A couple of unhappy developments occur. First, Mallory’s parents make it official: they are to divorce. Mal is utterly disgusted with them both. Second, two of Julie’s cousins have vanished without explanation, eleven-year-old twin girls named Anna and Nettie. A search is underway, but without success thus far. Mallory has never met these girls, but she prays as best she can for their safe return.

A few days later, the twins are found and their kidnapper arrested, but not before he murdered Anna. Nettie is still alive, but devastated, and the girls’ parents go completely to pieces, turning on each other in their grief. Obviously, they are unable to take care of Nettie, so after a family discussion in which Mal is asked to participate, Jason, Lisa and Julie decide to bring Nettie into their home for the time being. Mal vows to do everything she can to help Jason’s niece to recover from her emotional trauma.

Mal and Julie pay Jamie a visit. The girls admit to being lovers, then tempt Jamie into masturbating with them. This quickly leads to much more.

Mallory gets to meet Nettie soon after that, when Jason brings her home. Sure enough, she is in bad shape: unable or unwilling to do or say much, often screaming herself awake from nightmares.

Mal’s band is making serious progress, which gets her and Julie a sleepover at Jamie’s place. Needless to say, music isn’t the only item on the agenda that night.

The next day, while practicing her keyboard part on a Black Sabbath cover, Mal puts the album on, only to get a positive response from Nettie, who asks to hear more. It’s the first time she’s shown interest in anything since her twin’s sister’s death. Mal, Julie, Lisa and Jason are is thrilled. Could their tormented guest be on the mend?

In the days that follow, Nettie seems to be emerging from her torpor. In addition to her burgeoning interest in heavy metal, she becomes absorbed by Jason’s medical textbooks.

At band rehearsal, Mal’s and her fellow group members toy with a concept: focus on Eighties pop. At the same rehearsal, they also make plans to perform live, and even manage to work up a cool original song. The entire band is thrilled.

Mallory has a frank discussion with her mother Sharon about sexuality and desire. She admits to listening to her masturbate herself through the wall, then gets Sharon to confess that she has overheard Mallory touching herself as well… and it arouses her. Somehow, Mal persuades Sharon to stay in her room instead, then mother and daughter masturbate together.

The next morning, Sharon is feeling guilty and uneasy, even though she admits to wanting what she and Mallory did the night before. Mal manages to ease her mother’s conscience a bit before they both leave for school.

Mal and her friends run into trouble at school when a lout named Floyd teases Nettie about her sister’s death until she cries. An enraged Julie attacks him, then Mal, Cindy and Emma join in the brawl to keep the much larger Floyd from hurting their friend. Luckily, the principal breaks up the fight, then goes on to suspend Floyd for bullying.

Later at home, Mallory joins Sharon on the couch. They snuggle, then end up grinding their bodies together until they both climax, still in their clothes. This time, mother and daughter share their first passionate kiss.

A concept is discussed and agreed on for the band’s presentation, one that draws on the Eighties film Back to the Future. They continue to make preparations for their upcoming gig.

While visiting her new lesbian friends Katerina and Tracy, Mal’s mom Sharon is stranded there overnight due to snow flurries. Upon returning home, she tells Mallory that her friends both had their first gay sexual experiences as young girls, and thinking about that excites her. This leads to Sharon asking her daughter if she’s had sex. Mal’s reply is yes, she’s quite experienced with girls, but won’t name anyone she’s been with other than Julie. Sharon admits she’s beginning to think of herself as a lesbian, and Mallory picks that moment to come on to her mother. They share a heated kiss, but Sharon isn’t ready to have sex with her daughter just yet. Instead, they strip naked and masturbate together.

Shortly thereafter, Mal and Julie get Megan and Jamie together for a hot foursome, which is a rousing success. A couple of nights later, Sharon tells Mallory she’s decided to leave the church. They share a passionate kiss, but Sharon pulls away and tells her daughter they can’t do anything more just yet, as her period has started.

Mal waits as patiently as she can for several days. Finally, that Saturday, it happens — Mallory and Sharon make love for the first time. 

Only one melancholy note mars Mal’s otherwise wonderful weekend: Nettie nearly makes it through the birthday party Jason, Lisa and the girls have arranged, but she breaks down completely once most of the guests have departed, still mourning her sister.

And now we rejoin our story, which is currently in progress. Do enjoy!

by Rachael Yukey

Mom had supper ready after I got home from the party. She asked how the party went, and I told her it had gone well, which was true. I didn’t mention Nettie’s breakdown afterwards, though.

We ate, then Mom took a shower. Me, I wandered into my room, took Jamie’s guitar from its case, and sat down to work on “Authority Song.” The left-hand chord changes are getting easier, but my strumming still doesn’t feel as smooth and relaxed as I’d like.

After a few minutes, I heard Mom enter. “How’s the practice going, sweetheart?”

“Ohhhh… I’m still having trouble with the right hand,” I said, holding up the guitar pick still clenched between thumb and index. ”Too much tension, I guess.”

“Hmm. Maybe you need to unwind a bit,” she murmured. My heart skipped a beat when Mom’s soft, warm lips touched my neck.

Oh. My. GOD. I didn’t drop Jamie’s guitar, but it was a close thing. Turning around in my chair, I gaped at Mom, who stood before me in a terrycloth robe, her legs and feet bare. Holy crow, was she going to…

She was! My mother slowly undid the tie around her waist, opened the robe, then shrugged it to the floor, standing before me completely naked.

I could only stare, my heart beating loud as thunder. It was such a magical sight that I came close to crying. My wonderful mom was taking the initiative, offering herself, waiting for me to love her.

I’ve got no memory of putting the guitar aside, or getting out of the chair. All I remember is being on my knees before Mom, burying my face in the softness of her belly. The scent of pussy was making my mouth water. I started to kiss my way down my mother’s body, desperately needing to taste her.

She stopped me before I could, though. Taking hold of my arm, Mom pulled me to my feet. We gazed at each other for a moment, then came together in a kiss that heated up within seconds. She took the lead this time, her tongue teasing mine.

When we broke apart, Mom whispered. “I’ve been thinking about this all day long, Mallory. Wanting this… wanting you. I know it’s something we shouldn’t be doing, but I – I don’t care about that any more.” She brought my hand to her lips and kissed it, her eyes never leaving mine. “Will you let me make love to you?”

Her words made me want to be bold. I reached out to touch her cunt, and she let out a tiny whimper. “You don’t have to ask, Mom,” I said. “Do what you want with me.”

With that, I reached for the hem of my t-shirt, but Mom said, “Let me, sweetie.” She began to undress me.

I couldn’t believe what was happening. From the moment I started working on getting Mom into bed, it was obvious that I’d be taking the lead. That’s how it had been with everything we’d done so far. Now Mom wanted to be the one in charge, and that got me even more excited than I already was!

I’ve had a lot of sexual experiences for a girl of twelve, and they’ve all been amazing, but getting stripped bare naked by my own mother was the most thrilling of all. She took her time with it too, slowly tugging my t-shirt up and off, then pausing to look at me, standing there topless. I saw the desire in Mom’s eyes plain as day as she reached out to stroke my nipples, then she bent down to give each one a lick.

“Oh… oh, Mom!” I gasped, struggling to keep myself from trembling. “I love you…”

“I love you too, Mallory,” she said, going down on one knee, grasping the waistband of my sweatpants. “So much that… well, it’s hard for me to put it into words. But I’m going to show you how much you mean to me. Right now.” With that, she slowly pulled my sweats down, then helped me step out of them.

Her eyes went straight to the front of my panties, the only thing I was still wearing. I didn’t have to look to know they were flat-out SOAKED. “Wow,” she said, testing their wetness with the tip of her finger. “Is this for me?”

By then, I’d mostly gotten past most of my surprise, feeling just relaxed enough to join in the game. “It is for you, Mom,” I told her, “and there’s a lot more where that came from.”

“I can’t wait to find out,” she said, helping me out of my drenched undies. Now we were both naked, facing each other, ready for anything.

Mom brought my panties to her face, pressing them to her nose and mouth. “Mmmm… you smell divine.”

By then, my legs were quivering like crazy, barely able to support me. I guess Mom could tell how dazed I was, because after pausing to put my panties down on the desk, she guided me over to the bed, helping me to lie down.

Kneeling before me, Mom carefully opened my legs so I was totally exposed, then got down on her belly. She looked at my pussy for a moment, then slid a finger through the opening without going inside, like she was tracing a line.

I shivered. “Oh… oh, Mom, yes.”

“You’re so beautiful, Mallory,” she murmured. “I always thought so, but now… now, I see you in a different way. I know a mother shouldn’t have sexual feelings for her own daughter, but I do. I’m not going to lie to myself about that, not any more.”

Gazing into her eyes, I said, “Do you want to fuck me, Mom?”

She was startled, but recovered right away. She knew exactly what I wanted to hear from her. “Yes,” she replied. “Yes, sweetheart. I do want to fuck you.”

DAMN, that turned me on. But I didn’t say a thing, just spread my thighs even wider. Without taking her eyes from mine, Mom slowly bent down and gave my pussy a slow, gentle lick. Then another.

“Oh,” I moaned as those sweet, familiar feelings washed over me. “Oh.”

She kept licking, only not as lightly as before… then she brought her mouth into it, giving me deep tongue kisses. Her tongue was flashing in and out of my cunt like lightning. And the whole time, Mom watched me.

I didn’t want to come right away, but my excitement was just too intense. Mom’s nose brushed my clit in the midst of her licking, and I went off like a shotgun, bouncing on the bed as my orgasm knocked me this way and that. She kept eating me, though, until I made her stop.

There I was, sprawled out on the bed, a sweaty wreck gasping for air. Mom was kneeling upright between my legs, smiling at me. My wetness coated her lips.

A hard wave of lust surged through me. Just like that, I forgot about being tired and out of breath. There was a sweet, sexy woman before me, and I needed to fuck her more than anything in the world.

Pushing myself into a sitting position, I wrapped both arms around my mother’s waist, tilting my face up to hers, and she kissed me. The taste of my pussy on her mouth drove me even crazier, if that was possible. I sucked her tongue, then licked my flavor from Mom’s lips and chin.

I broke away. Moving to one side, I patted the bed. “Lie down, Mom… it’s your turn.”

“How can I say no?” she replied, stretching out next to me with a happy sigh.

I was totally hot for my mother, but I also wanted to take it slow and really explore her body. The other times we did it, there was always the chance that she would start feeling guilty or ashamed and make me stop. But not this time. I had Mom where I wanted her… and she was ready for whatever I had to give.

I was hungry for more of her kisses, so I got on top of Mom and covered her mouth with mine. She was quick to respond, and we spent a long time making out. One thing I’ve learned from the different girls and women I’ve had sex with is that there are LOTS of ways to kiss, and I tried them all with my mother.

After that I wandered around Mom’s body, getting to know it. I played with her breasts for awhile, fondling and kissing them, sucking and lightly biting her nipples. Then I left a trail of kisses that led down to her tummy, pausing there to bury my face in its softness and breathe in the scent of her skin.

Of course, I could also detect the aroma of Mom’s cunt, which was dripping wet by then. She was trembling with excitement, expecting me to start licking her out. But I wanted to spend some time on her legs, so I bypassed Mom’s pussy in favor of her thighs.

“Mallory…” she protested. While I was having my way with her, my mother kept whispering her approval, flavored with words of love. But by then, I guess she was REALLY worked up and aching to come.

“Soon, Mom,” I told her. “Just let me play a little longer, and I’ll lick you until you scream your head off.”

Mom sighed and rolled her eyes. “I didn’t raise you to be a tease, young lady.”

I could tell she was kidding… mostly kidding, anyhow. Rather than reply, I started kissing and nuzzling her legs, going down Mom’s thighs to her knees and lower. Once I reached her ankles, I was about to start working my way back up, then I decided to pay a little attention to her feet. Why not? Bringing her left foot to my mouth, I began to kiss it.

Mom’s eyes widened, and she began to squirm. “Oh! Oh, m-my God….”

Whoa… she was really enjoying this! I’d read somewhere that a lot of people were into that kind of thing, but hadn’t given it a lot of thought. Still, if that’s what Mom wanted, I was ready, willing and able to satisfy.

So I started really making out with her foot; kissing it all over, caressing it, rubbing it against my bare chest. Mom was moaning and groping her tits, pinching her nipples. “Yes, Mallory, YES,” she gasped.

I needed to give her other foot some love, so I grabbed it and went to work. Then I had a sudden urge to get really freaky, so I took Mom’s big toe into my mouth and sucked it.

“Oh, GOD!” she cried, her body giving this massive jerk.

Then she pulled her foot away and sat up, staring at me. “Mallory, I c-can’t take any more. Please, you have to, to help me… finish. I need it, I really do. PLEASE, sweetie!”

As if I’d have told her no! “Okay, Mom,” I said with a smile, patting her shoulder. “Lie back down.”

She arranged herself, her legs wide open… and her cunt was, too. It hypnotized me, drew me to her like a gesturing hand, inviting me to taste. Stretching out between those soft, silky thighs, I covered her pussy with my mouth, kissing it with all the love in my heart. All the lust, too!

She was so juicy! I mean, the whole lower part of my face was dripping after just a few kisses, like I’d been feasting on a ripe peach. Wanting more, I pushed my tongue into her, then licked around and around the opening to Mom’s vagina.

What I really wanted was to spend something like an hour or two making love to my mother in every way I knew, but her need to come was so intense, I was afraid she might have a stroke or something if I made her wait any longer. So I took a few more big, sloppy licks, then traveled up to her clit and started sucking it.

That was when Mom went off. WOW! She was thrashing around, her hands opening and closing, whipping her head from side to side. I just hung on for dear life, trying to stay with her until she was done. She didn’t scream or anything like that. It was more like a humming sound, not even very loud.

My plan was to make Mom come a second time. Oh, yeah, it was totally me showing off. Wanting to impress her, you know? But after a minute or so, she gave my shoulder a little squeeze. “That’s enough, sweetheart,” she said. “Come cuddle with me.”

I crawled into Mom’s arms. We hugged, then I gazed into her eyes. “Thanks, Mom. I love you.”

“I love you too, sweetheart,” she replied, “and that was amazing. Your father never made me feel like that. To tell the truth, I don’t think he cares much for sex.” She sighed. “I swear, you’re the only worthwhile thing I got out of marriage.” With a smile, she added, “Worth it.”

“Thanks,” I replied, smiling back. “Um, Mom? You don’t have to get back to studying right away, do you?”

“No, I’m pretty much caught up,” she replied. “Is there something special you want to do?”

Touching my lips to Mom’s shoulder, I hugged her close. “Just this.”

“Aw, that’s so sweet,” she said. “I’d be delighted. Your bed is kind of small, though. What say we move this cuddle party to my queen-size?”

So we went to Mom’s room and got cozy in her bed.

“Mom,” I said after awhile, “can I talk to you about something?”

“Sure, sweetie.”

“It’s about me and Julie,” I said. “Remember I told you how we have an agreement not to have sex with someone else, unless we’re both there? And you get to be an exception to that for now.”

“Mmm-hmm.”

“Well… I love making love to you, but I think we both have to agree that it’s not forever. I have a girlfriend, and you’ll be dating again sooner or later. Know what I mean?”

“Yes, sweetheart, I do know. I’ve thought about it some already. If you feel like you can’t keep doing this without being unfaithful to Julie, I’ll understand. I’ll always be glad, because it’s set me free. I know what I am now, and I can be myself without feeling ashamed.”

I hugged her hard. “That’s great, Mom. I don’t think we have to stop just yet. But let me ask you something else. It’s kind of important. Do you think Julie’s hot?”

“Oh, of course she is. I can totally see why you’d want her for a girlfriend…” Mom’s voice trailed off, her eyes suddenly huge as the true meaning of my words sank in. She stared at me for a moment, then said, “You’re kidding.”

I placed my hand between Mom’s legs, gently cupping her pussy. “Absolutely not.”

***

We went to church this morning, the last time Mom plans to attend. Church always feels awkward to me these days, because when I’m at Home One I go with Dad, and Mom sits by herself in a different row of pews. Then when I’m at Home Two, I go with Mom, and Dad sits by himself in a different row of pews. Well, after today I’ll only be doing church half the time. That is, until I break the news to Dad that I don’t believe anymore. Not looking forward to that conversation AT ALL… but if I don’t say anything, he’ll expect me to attend every week with him.

By the way, Mom and Dad are close to finalizing the divorce. I’m not sure what kind of settlement agreement they’ve come to or anything like that, but I’m pretty sure they’re almost ready to sign papers.

After church we returned to the apartment, and thirty minutes later, the entryway buzzer sounded. We buzzed Julie in, and after the apartment door was safely closed behind her, I took my girlfriend into my arms and passionately kissed her in front of my mother for the first time.

Our tongues met as we held each other tightly. Then I lowered my hands, cupping Julie’s ass cheeks, giving them a playful squeeze. While my mouth was engaged with Julie’s, I glanced over at Mom.  She had both hands folded in front of her, fingers interlaced and working restlessly, her cheeks flushed.

Breaking off our kiss, Julie turned towards Mom. “Hi, Mrs. Kalvornek,” she said, a hint of hesitation in her voice.

“I…” Mom seemed at a loss for words. She gave her head a hard little shake, then said, “Um, at this point, I think it’s okay for you to call me Sharon.”

Disengaging myself from Julie’s embrace, I took her hand and guided her over by the sofa, where Mom was standing. I reached out for Mom’s hand and brought it to Julie’s, linking them together. Mom seemed unsure what to do next, but Julie had things under control. Twisting her hand around, she interlaced her fingers with Mom’s, then stepped forward, tilting her chin upwards.

That snapped Mom out of her daze. She leaned in, letting her lips brush Julie’s. My heart was racing like crazy as Julie wrapped her free arm around Mom’s waist, trailing open-mouthed kisses across Mom’s cheek, then along her jawline. When Julie’s questing mouth reached her chin, Mom dipped down to capture her in a heated kiss.

This sudden boldness seemed to drive Julie wild with lust. She seized Mom’s ass with both hands, pulling their bodies tightly together as she the kiss deepened, their tongues flickering in and out of each other’s mouths. Julie’s restless, grasping hands went lower, kneading the back of Mom’s thighs, then gathering the blue fabric of her church dress and hoisting it up to waist level.

Then Julie slid her hands right into Mom’s panties, caressing her luscious ass. Mom, getting into the spirit of things, returned the favor, thrusting her hands right down the back of Julie’s pants! They were pretty tight, but I could see Mom’s fingers kneading and groping Julie’s butt as best she could.

My hands were shaking with excitement as  I undid the buttons on the back of my dress, pulled it over my head, and threw it over my shoulder. I shoved my panties down and off, kicking them away, then let myself fall back into the recliner. My body was hot and throbbing, ready for action, but something amazing and special was happening, and for the moment I just wanted to sit and take it all in. My eyes were glued to the mind-blowing scene in front of me as I lightly massaged my labia with the tip of a finger, creating a very light friction on my clit. Little jolts of pleasure surged through me with every stroke.

Now Julie was nuzzling and kissing my mother’s neck. Mom’s head was thrown back, little whimpers escaping her lips. Julie had pushed Mom’s panties down, exposing her glorious ass. I could see Julie’s fingers glide along the edge of Mom’s butt crack.

I was so caught up in the action that I didn’t notice when Julie turned her head towards me. “Enjoying the show?” she teased. Her fingertips never ceased their roving.

I grinned. “You have NO idea.”

Mom flicked her eyes in my direction. “You know you can come join us, sweetheart.”

“I know, but I’m having fun just watching,” I said. “Maybe we should take this into your bedroom, though.”

“Yeah, let’s,” said Julie. “I need to lie down… my legs are getting shaky.”

“Works for me,” Mom said. Withdrawing her hands from Julie’s pants, she tried to take a step, and almost toppled over. “Whoops!” she said, giggling like a schoolgirl. No wonder – Mom’s panties were still halfway down her thighs.

“I got this,” Julie proclaimed, dropping to her knees. Her head disappeared under Mom’s dress, and I had to stifle a chuckle at the memory of her doing the exact same thing with Megan Frost’s skirt not that long ago. I could see the shape of her head moving up and down, the dress riding with it. I couldn’t hear any kissing sounds, so I figured she must be doing some licking.

Whichever it was, Mom sure seemed to be getting high on it! She was swaying back and forth, her breath shallow and uneven. Meanwhile, Julie had taken hold of the waistband of Mom’s panties and was sliding them down until they fell to ring her ankles.

Julie’s head reappeared from beneath the dress, and she grinned up at Mom. “It’s kinda dark under there,” she said, “but I can see good enough to know you have a beautiful pussy!” She paused. “Er… is it okay for me to say that?”

Mom let out a shaky laugh. “Honey, you can say anything you want.” She extended both hands to Julie. “If we’re gonna fuck, let’s call it what it is.”

Her eyes widening in surprise, Julie took Mom’s hands in her smaller ones, letting Mom help her to stand. “Um, okay.” Suddenly grinning, she added, “C’mon, then – let’s go fuck!”

Carefully stepping out of her panties and high heels, Mom led Julie towards the bedroom, tossing a glance over her shoulder towards me. “Coming, sweetheart?” Whatever nervousness she’d felt earlier seemed to have vanished completely.

Launching myself from the chair, I followed the others to Mom’s room, closing the door behind me. Mom had an arm around Julie, the other reaching in my direction, drawing me into a three-way embrace. Julie turned to engage me in a frenzied kiss.

Mom was taking down Julie’s pants, then stuffed a hand into her leggings, using the other to fondle my bare ass. I gave a happy sigh as she moved in to nibble my earlobe, then Julie’s.

Fed up with being the only one naked, I began tugging on the bottom of Julie’s shirt. She broke away from Mom and stepped back, arms raised high as I tugged it over her head. As I flung the shirt off into parts unknown, Mom settled to her knees, tucking her thumbs beneath the waistband of Julie’s rainbow leggings. She turned her face up to meet my girlfriend’s eyes. “May I take these off?”

Julie nodded so hard I thought she might dislocate her neck. “Oh God… yes, please!”

Mom tugged the multi-hued garment down, taking the panties along with it. I immediately noticed something different: the light coating of hair on Julie’s mound was gone.

“Whoa! Did you shave?” I blurted.

She grinned at me. “I figured since this was a special occasion, I’d give it a try. You like?”

Coming closer, I slid my fingers down to Julie’s belly, then ran them across her smooth-shaven mound, caressing the silky lips. The heat in my body went up a notch when I found moisture along the edge of her slit. “I do like,” I said. It came out husky and low.

Mom was still kneeling at my side, her eyes at the level of Julie’s belly. She brought one hand to caress Julie’s left hip, then trailed it around the back, giving her ass cheek a playful squeeze. Her other hand covered mine while I was still teasing Julie’s slit.

Mom’s fingers slid past mine, making contact with my girlfriend’s cunt. She went in further than I had , two fingers slipping between the folds to explore. “Oh, honey, you’re so wet,” she breathed.

“Bet I am,” a dazed Julie mumbled. I was still teasing her outer lips with a finger, stroking just above the hidden clitoris. Switching to a circular motion, I applied a hint of pressure. Julie went up onto her toes, sucking her breath in between her teeth.

“Fuck her, Mom,” I said as my fingers finally slipped between the gooey labia, directly engaging Julie’s clit. I buried my face in her neck, planting little kisses and love bites.

Mom’s hand moved, and I could tell she’d slipped at least one finger inside, because Julie was gasping for breath, little whimpers occasionally escaping, rocking back and forth on the balls of her feet. I stroked Julie’s clitoris in that medium-fast rhythm she tends to favor, still giving her neck tender kisses and the occasional playful bite. Mom matched my pace, her hand brushing against mine with every thrust.

Wanting more, I kissed my way down to Julie’s chest licking and sucking her nipples. My girlfriend’s whimpers were turning into moans.

Suddenly Mom moved my hand to one side. Gazing up at Julie, she said, “I want to taste you.” Julie could only nod, her face flushed with passion. Mom tried to go for it from her kneeling position, but the difference in height made the angle too awkward. She rose to her feet and swept Julie up, taking two steps forward to deposit her on the edge of the bed. Julie spread her knees wide apart, feet touching the carpet..

I’d seen my girlfriend naked more than a few times, but I never tire of seeing her opened wide like this, the interior of her pussy on full display. Julie knew exactly what she was up to, wearing a bad-girl smile on her face that said it all. God, I was wet, so much I felt it oozing down my inner thighs.

As for Mom, she was practically hypnotized by the sight of Julie’s cunt. Getting back down on her knees, she traced the smoothly shaven slit with the tip of her index finger. “Beautiful,” she whispered. “My God… I can’t believe how beautiful girls are.” Once more, Mom eased two fingers into Julie’s vagina, then dipped down to take the inflamed clit between her lips.

“Oh! Oh, Sharon, th-that’s SO good… don’t stop!” Julie cried, moving her hips in time with Mom’s steady strokes. As for me, I got onto the bed and went right back to what I’d been doing, teasing Julie’s nipples with my teeth and tongue.

“Kiss me, Mallory,” she pleaded.

I brought my face to hers and lips engaged, Julie’s tongue darting into my mouth. Her arms encircled my shoulders, holding as if she was afraid I was about to flee the room. No fear of that!

The kiss didn’t last long. Julie abruptly broke away, mumbling, “Oh fuck… oh, fuck… oh, FUCK…” She brought a hand to my head, pressing my cheek tightly against hers. Then she nearly deafened me with a scream, her body jerking wildly.

After about a minute, she lay still. Her grip on my head loosened, and I looked up to see Mom resting her head on Julie’s belly, dreamy-eyed, a huge smile on her juicy lips. I beckoned to her, and she clambered onto the bed on the opposite side of Julie. I slid my hand around the back of Mom’s head and pulled her to me in a lust-filled kiss, reveling in the taste of pussy on her lips.

Breaking apart we both looked down at Julie, who was smiling up at us. “Mallory must have taught you good,” she said, “cause you’re great at that, Sharon!”

“Um, thanks, Julie,” Mom replied with a shaky laugh. “It’s true – Mallory really knows what she’s doing!”

“Well, now it’s time for me to show MY stuff,” Julie said. “I wanna taste you, Sharon.”

Mom got off the bed without a word, the blue dress coming over her head and off, followed by her bra. Now naked, she made as if to get back on the bed, but Julie held up a hand. “Stay right where you are!” She scooted off the bed and knelt at Mom’s feet.

With their positions reversed, the proportions worked out better. Julie was exploring my mother’s lower half – licking the creases of her legs, placing a few feather-light kisses on her mound, then back down again before Mom could get too excited.

Mom’s eyes were glazed with desire, and she was getting unsteady on her feet as Julie caressed her thighs. “Young lady,” she got out, putting on a stern expression. “you’re as bad a tease as your girlfriend here.”

Julie grinned up at her, looking anything but apologetic. But I guess she decided to show some pity, cause then she buried her tongue between Mom’s pussy lips, working it up and down.

“Ohhhh!” Mom wailed. Julie brought a hand into play, deftly sliding two fingers into Mom’s cunt, making her cry out even louder.

Mom looked as if she might keel over at any moment, so I got up from the bed and wrapped both arms around her from behind. I cupped her breasts, then fondled them lovingly, occasionally  pinching her nipples. Acting on impulse, I began nibbling my way along her shoulder blades, up one and down the other. I’m not sure why it occurred to me to do that, but it seemed to kick Mom’s pleasure up a notch. She was mumbling, “Oh yes, oh yes, oh yes, oh yes,” over and over, rising up onto the balls of her feet and then going back down again. I just kept doing what I was doing.

Then Mom was on tiptoe, crying out with every breath. “Oh! Oh, oh oh, OH OH OHHHH fuck oh fucking GOD!” She doubled over, hands clasping Julie’s head, tearing herself out of my arms. I wasn’t done with Mom yet, though. Going down on my knees, I nuzzled and kissed her ass, burying my face in those lovely soft cheeks as she bucked in the throes of what must have been one amazing orgasm.

Suddenly Mom staggered past a still-kneeling Julie and collapsed prone on the bed, gasping for breath as if she’d just run a marathon.

By then I was a throbbing, tangled-up ball of lust, and the sight of my naked mother stretched out on the bed, flushed a rosy pink, legs spread enough to display her cunt… well, it made me kinda crazy. Climbing onto the bed, I straddled the back of Mom’s thigh and began to grind my pussy into her with furious abandon. God, did it ever feel good!

Then Julie was at my side, pulling me towards her, toppling me off Mom and onto the bed. Apparently one pussy wasn’t enough to satisfy her hunger, because she shoved her face between my legs and started licking me with everything she had.

“Oh, fuck, Julie!” I blurted.

Mom rolled onto her side, face propped on her elbow, taking in the show with a sleepy little smile on her lips. It occurred to me that this had to be the first time she’d ever watched someone else have sex.

That was my last coherent thought. Powerful sensations overtook me, crashing down from above like the wrath of God. My hips pumped furiously, my breath hissing through gritted teeth. And when Julie slipped a finger into me, I came a second time, hot on the heels of the first. My thighs came together, locking Julie’s head between them as I thrashed and howled, beating the bed with my fists. Finally, it subsided, and I went completely limp.

Floating back down to Earth, I became aware of a choked cry on my left. I let my eyes drift open, and there was Mom lying back, frantically masturbating, her hand a blur between her legs. Her breasts were heaving, sweat shone on her face, and her moans were getting louder.

Julie came up from between my legs and moved in to take Mom’s left nipple into her mouth. I reached over to take the other one between finger and thumb, giving it a squeeze. Mom exploded in her second orgasm of the afternoon, a single long wail ricocheting off the walls.

We were pretty much wiped out after that, so the three of us settled down in bed… Mom in the middle, me and Julie framing her like bookends.

“My God, that was incredible,” Mom said. “This last week… honestly, I don’t even have any words. I can’t see myself going back to men ever again.” She sighed. “I’ll tell you what I didn’t see coming, though: this… this attraction I have for young girls. You two, of course. But also, um, others. It worries me.”

I sat up. “Don’t you feel that way about women, too?”

“Well, sure… but it’s different. I’m not sure I can put it into words, how it’s different. But I notice girls more than women right now, I think. My God, this sweet young thing I saw at the mall the other day! About thirteen or so, with bright red hair, wearing this pretty green dress that really showed off her legs…” She fell silent for a moment, then continued. “I’ve always liked looking at pretty girls, but it never felt like a sexual thing. Guess it was, though.” She glanced at me, then Julie. “That’s messed up, huh?”

“Well, I don’t think so,” Julie said, going up on an elbow. “You can’t help who you like.”

“Yeah, Mom,” I chimed in. “If you followed that girl at the mall into the bathroom and tried to – to have sex with her, that would be bad, but there’s no way you’d EVER do something like that.”

“Tell you what, Sharon,” Julie added, her eyes dancing with mischief, “the next time you’re out shopping and some underage girl gets you all hot and bothered, come home and get Mal to give me a call. I’ll rush right over, then the two of us will make you forget all about those mall brats.”

“Oh, absolutely,” I said. “We’re probably better than they are at eating pussy, anyway.”

“Yeah, we know what we’re doing!” Julie announced, then we exchanged a high-five.

By then, Mom was giggling like crazy. “God, you two are awful.” Reaching out for us, she added, “But I love you both.”

We settled back into her embrace, and Julie nuzzled Mom’s cheek. “Aw, that’s sweet. I love you too, Sharon.” She winked at me. “AND you, by the way.”

“Cool,” I murmured, taking her hand. “Looks like everyone’s in love.”

We didn’t talk very much after that, just cuddled together for a long time, happy as can be. I could have spent the rest of the day lying there, but Julie had to get home, and Mom needed to study for a test on Monday. So we took turns cleaning up in the tiny shower, got dressed and shared some very steamy goodbye kisses.

“Same time next week?” Julie said just before opening the front door.

“Oh, absolutely,” Mom replied, giving her a pat on the butt.

After that, Mom got into her textbooks, while I took out this diary and wrote about what happened today. It took awhile, but I finally finished an hour after dinner. Think I’ll put in some more practice on the guitar, then turn in. Bet I sleep like a baby tonight…

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Soon to come: Chapter Thirty!