Juicy Secrets Forbidden Tales of Lesbian Love

By Amanda

Tara sat at the dinner table playing with her mashed potatoes. Amanda had managed to prepare a decent meal for them and they had been eating quietly for nearly thirty minutes.

“What does it mean to pop your cherry?” Tara asked after several minutes of inner debate.

“Where did you hear that?” Amanda asked, offended by the term.

“I heard my friend’s sister talking on the phone one night. She said she wished she hadn’t let her boyfriend pop her cherry.” Tara wrinkled her forehead. “Mom got mad at me when I asked her.”

“Well it’s not a very nice thing to say about something so special to a girl.” Amanda set her fork down. “Did your mom explain it to you?”

“Not really. She said it meant the girl was a tramp and that I’d understand when I got older.”

“Do you know what a virgin is?” Amanda asked.

Tara nodded her head and smiled mischievously. “It means a girl that never had sex.” She giggled to herself and sat up in her seat looking proud. “I’m not one now.”

“Well that’s part of it. And boys can be virgins too. But when a girl is a virgin there is a flap of skin inside her vagina. The first time she has sex with a man it breaks and that is when she isn’t a virgin any more.” Amanda shook her head and scolded herself for the shoddy explanation.

“I’m still one then.” Tara looked disappointed. After a moment her forehead wrinkled with distress. “Do I HAVE to have sex with a man for my skin to break?” She asked.

Amanda shook her head quickly. “No sweetheart. The first girl I ever fell in love with took mine.”

“Took your what?” Tara looked confused. Amanda almost laughed.

“It’s an expression for a lovely moment in a woman’s life. It’s when you let some one take your virginity…” Amanda paused. “Really though, you’re giving it to some one. It should be some one you love very much. As much as I loved Stephanie.”

“Wow, you’re like me. You were always gay, huh?” Tara asked.

“Well of course angel, you’re born that way.”

“Well my other friend, her mom is gay but she wasn’t always, she was married.”

“Some women don’t know for a long time, others are afraid to tell anyone.” Amanda explained. “And some women like both men and women.”

Tara’s eyes widened. “Both?” She asked. “I didn’t know you could do that… I don’t think I can like boys though. Boys aren’t pretty.”

“No, they’re not.” Amanda laughed. “So why are you asking me about this anyway, princess?”

“I just wanted to know.” Tara set her fork down on the table. “I’m full, can we watch movies?”

Amanda and Tara went into the living room and searched the premium channels for a movie that looked interesting. They found Dracula playing on one of the channels and Tara insisted they watch it because she liked Mina.

Tara snuggled close to her aunt. She was contemplating their conversation at dinner. She wasn’t sure she understood everything Amanda had told her but she had an idea forming in her head.

It was late when Tara and her aunt finally went to their room and laid down on the bed. The girl crawled across the bed and piled under the covers, turning her back to Amanda. They had cuddled together when they slept every night since she had moved in and the girl had become quite insistent about it. She loved feeling her aunt’s arms wrapped around her. Feeling the woman’s warmth on her back made her feel a little dizzy and very happy.

Amanda nuzzled against the back of Tara’s neck and inhaled the sweetness of the child’s hair. Just being near the girl sent a shock through her and the closeness they were sharing at that very moment was as intense, as moving to her and any of the sexual encounters they had enjoyed.

*****

Amanda went to work the following morning, leaving Tara at home for the first time since she had moved in. For the rest of the summer her niece would have to care for herself during the day while she was at work. Amanda was a little worried about her. Concerned enough that she asked her neighbor to look in on the girl from time to time.

Tara heard Amanda’s Jaguar pull into the drive way just after five and she jumped up and ran to the kitchen. She hurriedly poured her aunt a glass of wine and rushed to meet her at the door with it.

“Oh my angel, what a wonderful way to come home.” Amanda smiled at her niece and took the glass. She slipped out of her shoes and after kissing the girl’s lips, sat on the couch. Tara followed her sitting next to her.

“I wanna ask you something.” The girl said shyly. She immediately began to blush. “promise you won’t laugh?”

“I promise.” Amanda answered.

“Remember what I asked you about last night?” Tara averted her eyes. She shrugged her shoulders and looked embarrassed. Amanda’s heart went out to her, she looked so adorable sitting there so shy.

“About being a virgin?” Amanda asked. Tara nodded her head. “What about it, angel?”

“Ummm… I want you to have mine.” She covered her face with her hands and peeked out at her aunt through her fingers.

“What?” Amanda could hardly believe what she had heard. “Oh princess, I don’t know. That’s something really special, don’t you want to wait until you’re older?” Amanda sipped her wine and put the glass on the table. “That’s so… I mean I don’t know what to say baby girl, but that’s really something special and it should be some one you’re in love with.”

“It would be,” she whined. Tara looked up at her aunt, pleading with her eyes. “I love you Mandy, I want to give it to you.”

“You know that once it’s gone, it’s gone forever, right? I mean if we did that you can never go back.” Amanda pressed her hand against her forehead and closed her eyes. She felt so honored to be asked something so special, but she was afraid that her niece would regret the decision when she got older. “It hurts when it happens.” Amanda said trying to discourage her.

“It hurts? How much?” Tara asked sounding afraid.

“A little bit. And you bleed a little too.” She answered.

“You did it though. You did it with a girl you loved… I love you and I want to do it with you.” She sounded so small. Amanda felt tears building in her eyes. The thought of claiming her niece’s maidenhood, of sharing that moment with this girl that she so dearly loved, it overwhelmed her.

*****

Tara had made a friend in the neighborhood and had spent the night with her. It was the perfect opportunity for Amanda to get everything she needed and wanted to do done.

Amanda had placed candles on the end tables and coffee table. In the bedroom she placed a candle on each of the night stands and one across the room on her dresser. She had burned a disc of love songs from different artists she had heard Tara listen too. While creating the disc Amanda had come across a band called Tatu, it was two young girls that were suppose to be lovers. She had included several songs by them on the disc.

Everything had to be perfect. Amanda kept going over the music, the candles and the house trying to make sure that everything would be just right for her niece when they got home.

Amanda was suppose to pick Tara up from her friend’s house at five, which was perfect because they could drive straight to Red Lobster for dinner.

The hours ticked away and the woman waited impatiently for five. She wanted to run out and grab her niece and bring her back but somehow she found the strength to remain patient.

Finally the time had come. Amanda hurried out to her car and drove down the street to pick up Tara. With the girl and her things inside the car Amanda leaned over and kissed her softly on the mouth. “I missed you so much last night.” She told the her.

“I couldn’t sleep without you.” Tara said. She scooted over in the seat and laid her head on her aunt’s shoulder.

“You like crab, don’t you?” Amanda asked, knowing the answer. Tara nodded her head enthusiastically. The woman smiled and put the car in reverse, pulling out of the drive. They drove to the restaurant with Tara telling her aunt about the sleep over and everything the girls had done.

Tara sat down at the table followed by her aunt. The waiter handed them each a menu and left them after getting their drink order. “So did you think about what we talked about the other day?” Amanda asked, trying to sound casual and not doing a very good job.

“About breaking that skin?” Tara shrugged. “A little. I mean I still want you to.” Her cheeks darkened as she blushed.

The waiter came with their drinks. Amanda knew Tara loved crab legs. She had picked this restaurant for that reason. She ordered for them both and the waiter left them there to talk.

“Do you want to do it tonight?” The woman asked, sounding less sure of herself.

“Can we?” Tara asked, her shyness melting away. Amanda nodded her head. They continued to talk until the food arrived.

Amanda slipped her shoe off and reached out, sliding her leg up along her niece’s. Tara bit back a smiled and tried to concentrate on the crab meat she was struggling to free from its shell. Amanda did not want to take things too far with her in public but she could not help but touch the girl.

With the check paid they left the restaurant for Amanda’s Jaguar. “Is there any thing you want to do before we go home?” Amanda asked. Tara shrugged, looking sheepish. She wanted to go home as badly as her aunt did but she was afraid to say it.

“Can I have a frappathingy?” Tara finally asked.

“A what?” It took her a moment to realize what the child wanted. They pulled into a coffee shop and Amanda bought them both a drink before they went to sit outside and enjoy the warm Boulder evening.

“Mom won’t let me have these.” Tara said between sucking on her straw and swirling it in the cup.“ She said coffee makes me hyper.”

“Well actually coffee makes girls your age sleepy. “ Amanda twisted her mouth comically to one side. “Hmmm, maybe I should have gotten you a decaf.”

By the time they left the coffee shop the sun was about to set. Amanda got an idea on the way home and detoured to a park not far from her house. There they sat on the grass, Tara with her head in her aunt’s lap, and watched the sun paint the sky in a beautiful array of oranges and reds.

Satisfied with the view before them, they got up off the ground and walked back to the car holding hands.

“Stay here.” Amanda said, stopping Tara at the front door of the house. The woman ran inside and lit the candles in the living room and the bed room. She went to the kitchen and took a plate of grapes from the refrigerator and placed it on the coffee table. On her way back to the door she pressed the play button on the stereo and the disc started playing. “Okay angel, close your eyes.” Amanda led the girl through the door. “Okay, you can look.”

Tara opened her eyes and looked around at the living room. She smiled broadly and looked up at her aunt. “It’s pretty.” She said.

“I did it for you princess.” She rubbed the girl’s back softly. Tara hugged her aunt from the side. “Would you like a glass of wine, my love?” Amanda asked, curtseying to the girl.

“Yes.” Tara smiled and hopped up on her toes with excitement.

Amanda brought the girl a glass of wine as well as one for herself. They knelt in front of the coffee table facing one another. Amanda snaked her arm around her niece’s and they sipped their wine like a newly married couple.

The child looked so lovely in the candle light. Her green eyes caught the flicker of the flame, setting them on fire. Amanda drew a deep breath. Her heart was swelling in her chest. “I love my nubian princess.” She whispered. Tara covered her mouth with her hands and giggled. The woman took one of the grapes from the plate. She waited for the child to uncover her face before feeding her the fruit.

“I love you, Mandy.” she said around the grape.

Tara sipped at her wine. She set the glass on the table and laid back on the floor. Amanda smiled down at her. She pulled the plate off the the table and set it next to the girl. One by one she fed half the plate to the child, kissing her after each one.

Amanda drew her hands up and down the child’s body. She stroked the girl’s breasts, her hips. She ran her fingers down Tara’s cheeks as they kissed and tickled the girl’s soft belly. The woman sat back and smiled down at the beautiful cherub. She eased the girl up until they were sitting again.

“Shall we retire to the bedroom, my love?” Amanda asked, taking the girl by the hand. On the way out of the living room she took the plate of grapes and her wine glass.

Amanda coaxed the girl on to the bed and gently slid her shirt off. She let the child lay down before taking a grape from the plate and mashing it over her body. Amanda let the juice drizzle down Tara’s chest and belly while the girl giggled wildly.

The woman popped the crushed remains of the grape into her mouth and swallowed it before leaning down and lapping the grape juice from the child’s body. Tara twisted and laughed beneath her. The girl tangled her fingers in her aunt’s hair. “You’re silly.” She finally managed between giggles.

Amanda stopped her kissing and licking when she reached Tara’s pants. She worked the buttons and the girl lifted her bottom so that they and the panties beneath could be removed.

“What about you?” Tara asked. Amanda smiled and pulled her shirt off over her head. “Let me!” Tara scolded. It took her a moment to figure out the front clasp bra that her aunt had worn, but finally it opened. The girl leaned in and suckled her aunt’s nipple. She cupped the woman’s breast as she worked at the nipple. Amanda moaned softly, stroking the child’s hair.

All denial of what she was had slipped away. Amanda found herself accepting that she was a pedophile. Loving the feeling of a child’s touch. It excited her to know that her lover was a little girl. The woman looked down at her niece. She stroked the girl’s bee sting nipples and ran her hands over her tender sleeping breasts. She felt the fire of excitement growing faster inside her.

Satisfied that her aunt’s nipples were hard enough, Tara fought with the buttons on her pants until they released. Amanda had to lay back so that the girl could pull them off of her. “And you’re absolutely sure about this, princess?” Amanda asked as she sat up. Tara nodded her head. With a smile she fed her niece another grape and set the plate back on the night stand.

Amanda had given the girl the wine for a reason. Not to ply her but instead to help numb her body slightly, to make the taking of her virginity as painless as possible. The woman kissed her niece deeply. She slid her tongue in to the girl’s mouth and suckled the grape juice and wine from her tongue. She moved down the girl’s body, paying particular attention to the child’s burgeoning breasts. She swirled her tongue, lapped at them, sucked on them, all the while Tara laid on the bed moaning softly. She sound of the child’s little voice, her moans were so sweet to Amanda. She loved hearing and seeing her niece in the throes of passion.

The woman worked her way down the girl’s body still able to taste the sweetness of the grape juice. Amanda kissed Tara’s protruding hip bones and tickled the girl’s thighs. She moved to the child’s swelling sex. She folded her lips around the girl’s clit and sucked on it, sliding a finger in to the child. The woman carefully brought Tara close to orgasm before changing her rhythm. Each time she did Tara groaned and pouted.

“Baby girl?” Amanda sat up and withdrew her finger. Tara stirred on the bed and looked up at her with heavy eyelids. “Are you ready?” The girl bit her lip and nodded her head. “You’re probably going to be a little sore for a couple of days.” Tara nodded, she took her aunt’s hand and gently guided it back toward her waiting sex.

The moment could not have been more perfectly matched to the experience she had wanted to give the girl. The sun was completely set, the candles burning on the night stands and dresser cast lovely dancing shadows on the walls. Amanda had found a copy of one of her favorite songs. Joan Jett, singing “Crimson and Clover,” a recording where she used feminine pronouns. It flowed through the stereo and that was what made her decided that the moment was right.

With a deep breath Amanda pressed two of her fingers against Tara’s opening. The child reached out and took the woman’s free and in her own. Amanda closed her eyes and slid her fingers in steadily, trying not to go too fast, but fast enough to minimize the girl’s discomfort.

“Ow!” Tara squeezed her aunt’s hand hard and cringed. Amanda almost lost her nerve, hearing the girl’s pain. She felt tears welling in her eyes. Somehow she found the strength to finish pushing her fingers in to her niece. Tara gasped, and as Amanda drew her fingers out in a slow stroke the girl relaxed against the bed. She opened her eyes to find her aunt looking down at her. The child’s eyes were glassy as if she was about to cry but a smile played at her lips. “Was that it?” She asked. “Did you do it?” She sounded excited, but also on the verge of tears.

Amanda nodded her head and slid her fingers back into the child. This time Tara did not react with pain but instead purred a wordless sigh. It still hurt her slightly, but there was less pain and more of the pleasure she had learned to enjoy so much.

Relieved, Amanda slid down on her belly and pulled herself close to the child’s sex. She could smell the girl’s excitement and it sent a shudder through her. Tara’s jaw dropped and she inhaled sharply as Amanda sucked her clit into her mouth. The woman hummed softly, nearly inaudibly along with the song playing on the stereo. She drank in the sweetness of the child’s juices. She was loving every taste, every movement. Every sigh from the little girl she adored so much. Her love for the child was overtaking her and as she laid there manipulating the girl’s clitoris she felt her mind slipping away in to a kind of utopia.

The child’s sex quivered as she rocked and bucked with her aunt’s wonderfully strong and knowing tongue. The girl was moaning and thrashing her head from side to side. Amanda had folded her fingers over one another and was working them in and out quickly encouraged by her niece’s display.

Tara was almost sobbing as her aunt worked her body. She felt like she was going to burst. Having seen all the trouble her aunt had gone through for this night she realized how truly special it was. It made her feel important to know that her aunt would have taken so much time for her. She felt so loved by the woman the words failed her. Tara was so happy she had decided to let her aunt do this that she was almost crying.

The girl went silent and arched her back. She grabbed at her aunt’s shoulder with one hand and dug at the bed sheets with her other. “Maanndyy!” She squealed through clenched teeth.

Tara laid on the bed breathing deeply. Amanda had crawled up to lay next to her. She rested her hand on the child’s belly.

“That was weird.” The girl said. She rolled up on her side. “It still hurt a little, but it felt really good too.” She propped her head up on her hand. “Does it stop hurting again?”

“It will, baby girl.” Amanda stroked the girl’s hair, smiling at her. A tear rolled down her cheek. She was overwhelmed with guilt and joy and love. She had never taken a girl’s virginity before. She had no idea what a powerful experience it was going to be for her.

Tara pushed Amanda on her back. the girl lavished kisses on her aunt’s lips and throat. She sucked at the woman’s breasts, sending waves of heat through her body. Amanda laid on the bed as her niece nibbled at her belly, tears flowing down her cheeks and at the same time biting her lip and moaning.

The little girl’s tongue against her clit shocked Amanda back from the happy semiconsciousness that she had slipped into. She was so overwhelmed with emotion and excitement that she felt as if she would climax at the girl’s next touch.

The woman rocked gently, moving with Tara’s tongue and fingers. She reached down between her legs and stroked the little girl’s hair. The child’s lips felt so soft on her body, her tongue was so gentle and small.

Amanda tightened the muscles in her thighs and arched her back, reaching up above her head wildly. She bucked her hips as her orgasm ripped through her. Tara had learned well, and was able to hold her there in climax. With each stroke of the child’s fingers the walls of her vagina spasmed in on them and she involuntarily clamped down with her muscles.

“That feels funny.” Tara laughed, continuing to push her fingers into her aunt, thoroughly amused with the woman’s physical reactions. Finally Amanda relaxed and Tara crawled back up to lay next to her. They laid on the bed and snuggled close together. “I love you so much Mandy.” Tara turned slightly and kissed her aunt’s mouth.

“I love you, princess.” Amanda squeezed the girl tightly too her. “You know there might be a little blood, sweetheart. It’s nothing to be afraid of.”

“Am I going to have a period now?”

“No, angel. When you loose your virginity you bleed a little.”

“It still hurts some.” Tara feigned pouting but fell into giggles.

“You were a daisy fresh flower, and now look what I’ve done to you.” Amanda teased, misquoting Lolita. “It will stop in a day or so, angel. And when it does, there are some things we can do that we couldn’t do before.”

“Like play with some of the toys in your closet?”

“Yes, like play with some of the toys in my closet.” Amanda kissed the back of the girl’s neck. After Tara fell asleep Amanda crawled out of bed and blew out the candles. She slipped back under the covers moments later and wrapped her arms around her lovely niece.

Her world had changed so much for her in such a short time. In all her life she had never been this happy, never been this blissfully contented with a lover. She had discovered the missing link to her happiness and that link was the angel she laid holding in her arms. “I love you, baby girl.” Amanda whispered as she kissed the child’s head and the back of her neck.

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