Juicy Secrets Forbidden Tales of Lesbian Love

By Naughty Mommy

That was just the beginning of the amazing sexual adventures for me and my mom. And for my sisters too, but that comes later.

It was another two weeks until my mother got a babysitter and went out again. It was a new girl this time, someone we hadn’t had before, but this time when my mom came home, nothing happened. She got back around midnight and then just took the girl home.

The same thing took place the following week and the week after that. She continued to go out most Saturday nights and we had babysitters stay with us each time, usually different girls, but none of them Karen.

During this time, I turned 11 years old, and my wonderful mother made sure I had the most awesome birthday ever — with a four-day family vacation to Disney World! We had such an amazing time. She also got me my first bikini bathing suit, a cute pink one, and she let me wear it when we went swimming in the pool at our hotel. I felt so grown up.

Then, about three months after the last time with Karen, my mom came home at around 11:00 o’clock on a Saturday night, but before she took the sitter home, she came up to my room to talk to me.

“Julie, honey, are you awake?”

“Yes, Mommy.”

She sat down on the bed next to me. “I’m going to take the babysitter home now, and while I’m gone a friend that I met tonight is going to wait here, and then when I come back I’ll have a drink with her, and… well, maybe more. Her name is Bonnie. So, I’ll be back in just a few minutes. All right?”

“Okay.”

I wasn’t sure, but I guessed that my mother was telling me that Bonnie knew all about our ‘game’ and that it was going to happen again. I was both excited and scared at the same time.

I was scared that I might be guessing wrong, and that I would get in trouble if I started to watch and Bonnie got mad or something. But then I remembered how my mom had said she would make sure nothing like that ever happened again. So then I decided that if they did have sex, it would definitely be okay for me to watch them, and that got me really excited.

I started to wonder what Bonnie looked like. I hoped she wasn’t ugly, but then I told myself that my great-looking mom would never choose an ugly woman to be with, so that shouldn’t be a problem. I was tempted to sneak out of my room and try to get a look at Bonnie before my mom got home, but while I was still trying to decide if I should, I heard the garage door open.

I listened carefully to the sounds of my mother coming in and some muffled conversation, and I thought I could hear her fixing drinks for them, and finally I couldn’t wait any longer and got out of bed. I was wearing regular pajamas and I thought that didn’t seem right, but I didn’t want to take the time to change so I just took off the pajama bottoms and went out into the hall wearing my pajama tops and panties.

Bonnie was a redhead. She was tall, like my mom, and had pale skin with lots of freckles. They were dancing to some music, holding each other close.

Bonnie was wearing black high heels, black satin pants, and a flowered top. My mom had on a very skimpy green dress with a halter top, low cut in the front, showing lots of cleavage.

My mother noticed me come out to the railing and smiled at me. Bonnie saw where she was looking and looked up at me too. For a second I was afraid something might go wrong — but Bonnie smiled at me as well, then turned to my mom and kissed her softly on the lips.

They danced for a few more minutes, gently stroking each other’s bodies, then Bonnie led my mother over to the sofa. She untied the green dress in the back and let it fall to the floor. My mom wasn’t wearing a bra, just a thong. She looked amazing.

Bonnie had my mother sit down on the couch and pulled off her thong — leaving her naked — then started doing a little striptease. Moving to the music, she reached behind her back, opened the buttons on her top, and pulled it off. Her bra was pale pink and transparent. She caressed her breasts for a moment before removing the bra. Then she slowly unzipped her slacks, kicked off her shoes, and slid her satin pants down her legs.

As my mom watched the show, she spread her legs apart, and started playing with herself. She looked up at me to make sure I saw what she was doing, and when I slipped my hand inside my panties and began rubbing my pussy, my mom grinned and blew me a kiss.

The only thing Bonnie was wearing now was a pair of black lace panties. She had a round bottom, and although her legs were not as nicely shaped as my mother’s, I liked the whiteness of her skin and all the freckles.

After slipping off her panties, and revealing a full bush of curly red pubic hair, Bonnie told my mom to lie on the sofa, face down. She then reached inside her purse and took out a brown glass bottle, poured something from it into her hands — apparently it was oil — and straddled my mother’s legs and started rubbing her back with the oil.

She massaged my mom’s back that way for a long time, and I actually started wondering if they were ever going to have sex at all or if she was just like an exotic masseuse or something. It was obvious that my mom was really enjoying it, though, and I was glad for that.

Eventually, Bonnie turned around the other way and started massaging my mother’s legs. Actually she started with her feet, and my mom really seemed to like that. I could hear her moaning in pleasure. Then she moved up to my mother’s calves and then to her thighs, and when she finally started dipping her hands down between my mother’s legs to massage her pussy, I knew we were going to have some fun.

That’s when I put my hand inside my panties for the first time that night. Well, not the first time, because I had masturbated when I went to bed as I always did, but this was the first time since I’d been watching them. Before I had just been gently rubbing myself over the top of my cotton panties.

As I watched them now, I felt myself getting wetter and wetter.

It was amazing how Bonnie did it. She kept rubbing my mom’s pussy lips with her fingers until I was sure she was almost ready to come, but then she would stop and move to a slightly different place and make her wait a little longer. She kept doing this and my mom was getting all sweaty and squirming around and practically begging Bonnie to make her come.

Then Bonnie looked up at me. It was the first time since they had been dancing, which must have been a half hour earlier, that she had made eye contact with me. She smiled when she saw that I had my hand in my panties.

All this time Bonnie had been sitting astride my mom, but now she stood up for a second, lifted my mother’s legs and sat down on the sofa, laying my mom’s legs across her lap. Bonnie spread her own legs apart and moved my mom’s legs apart, so that from where I was standing I was looking straight down at two naked wet pussies.

Bonnie looked up at me again to make sure that I was watching, and then she slowly slipped the middle finger of her right hand deep inside my mother’s vagina. I heard my mother groan. Bonnie began gently fucking her and then she put her left hand down between her own legs, parted her thick pussy lips and shoved two fingers into her own cunt. She looked up at me again and smiled at me.

I quickly slipped out of my panties and then pulled my pajama top over my head and off. I wanted to be naked too. Bonnie nodded at me and smiled even more as she admired the slender body of a barely pubescent 11-year-old girl.

I spread my pussy lips apart as much as I could so that she could see me and I rubbed myself. I wanted to put my finger inside and fuck myself like she was doing, but I had never tried that and I was afraid it would hurt so I didn’t.

But Bonnie seemed to like what she was looking at. She fucked herself faster and harder and she moved her finger in and out of my mother faster too, her hands working in rhythm.

Very soon my mom was coming and then Bonnie was coming, but I wasn’t quite there yet. As I watched them each climax, I rubbed my wet pussy and played with my little nipples and thought what a lucky girl I was.

After they both finished coming and had rested for a moment, Bonnie had my mom sit up on the sofa, facing me, and then she knelt on the floor, put her mouth between my mother’s legs, and started eating her pussy.

Not long after she started doing this, though, the redhead turned around to look up at me, her face already gleaming wet with my mom’s pussy juices, and she smiled at me and licked her lips. This got me almost ready to come.

And then when I saw that my mom was looking up at me while she held her breasts in her hands, kneading them, and lifting them one at a time so she could lick the tips of her nipples, that put me over the top. As my climax approached, I heard myself saying, “Mommy, Mommy, Mommy—” and then I came.

I didn’t see what was happening for a little while because my orgasm was so intense that my eyes were closed. I had one hand gripping the railing so I wouldn’t fall down and the other hand was pressed hard between my pussy lips.

I guess I might have come more than once, because it went on for a long time, and I’m pretty sure I kept saying “Mommy, Mommy, Mommy” out loud, but maybe I was just thinking it.

Eventually I opened my eyes again. My vision was kind of blurry at first since my eyes had been shut so tight. But after it cleared up, I saw that Bonnie was on top of my mom in a strange position.

My mother was on her back on the sofa and she had her left leg up in the air. Bonnie had her right arm around my mom’s left leg and she was kind of straddling my mom’s right leg. It was a position that meant Bonnie’s pussy was rubbing right up against my mother’s pussy. I realized — all of a sudden — that she was fucking her!!

Bonnie was fucking my mom!! She was moving against her, steadily back and forth, and my mother was holding Bonnie’s breasts in her hands, playing with her nipples. My mom’s eyes were closed and she was licking her lips and breathing hard.

As Bonnie started moving a little faster, and then a little faster, my mother got more and more excited. She started moving underneath Bonnie, lifting herself up to meet Bonnie’s thrusts. Suddenly she opened her eyes and looked at Bonnie. Then she looked up at me. Then she grabbed Bonnie’s face in her hands and kissed her hard on the mouth. Then she said, “Fuck me! Fuck me and make me come!”

I had already had one really intense orgasm and I didn’t really know if I could come again that soon, but I started rubbing myself again anyway. It felt so nice. I sat down this time, though, on my knees, and watched them through the railing while I played with myself.

Bonnie was riding my mother hard and in just a moment the two of them were coming at the same time. They were so loud I was afraid it would wake my sisters up but somehow it didn’t. And even though I didn’t climax with them, I was sort of glad because it was amazing for me to witness something I had never even known was possible — one woman literally fucking another woman. It was one of the sexiest things I had ever seen.

After they both finished climaxing, Bonnie lay on top of my mother for a long time while they kissed and gently fondled each other. Then, following a short whispered conversation, they moved around until they were sitting side by side on the sofa, facing toward me, and they each started rubbing themselves as they looked up at me.

They were going to masturbate while I watched them! And while they watched me! Once again I had another new erotic surprise, something amazing that I had never contemplated.

Inspired, I shifted off my knees and stuck my feet out between the bannister posts, leaving an opening in the middle. My thighs were still pretty thin, so I was able to scoot forward on my bottom and put my crotch almost up against the railing. This was the naughtiest and most exciting way I had yet displayed myself.

The two women below, my mother and her friend Bonnie, watched me as I slipped my fingers between my wet pussy lips. They looked at my almost-flat chest and watched as I played with my nipples.

And I watched them as they each caressed their pussies, spreading open their womanly cunts for me, showing me their wet centers. My mother lifted one of her legs over Bonnie’s so they could both spread their legs wider apart. They were licking their lips, looking back and forth at each other and down at their own naked bodies, but mostly they were looking up at me and my naked body.

I wanted to give myself to them, to share myself with them. I pushed myself as far forward as I could and tried to stretch my little pussy wide open for them. I rubbed myself harder and harder, faster and faster.

My mother and Bonnie were both fucking themselves now. Bonnie had her left arm underneath her leg so she could stick her fingers in her pussy while her right hand was rubbing her clit. My mom was fucking herself hard with two fingers while she caressed her tits with her other hand.

I knew I was getting close and it looked like my mom was getting close too. But then Bonnie started to come before either of us. When she did, my mother glanced over and watched her climax for a few seconds, and then she started fucking herself even harder and faster as she looked back up at me. When her eyes met mine, that made me start to come, and then my mom came too.

My climax was again so strong that I almost passed out. As it was, I laid down on my back on the hall carpet while I pressed my fingers deep inside my hot wet pussy lips. I kept spasming, over and over and over again. My fingers got wetter and wetter, and as I realized that I was having an orgasm while my mother and this other woman I had never met were watching me, that made me come even harder and longer.

When I finally calmed down enough to sit up and see what was going on, Bonnie was getting dressed and my mother had put on a thin silk robe that she liked. She walked Bonnie to the door and they kissed goodnight. Before she left, Bonnie looked up at me and blew me a kiss. I never saw her again.

I got up and went to my room, taking my pajama top and my panties with me but not putting them on again. I slipped into my bed naked and waited for my mother. She came in a moment later, still wearing her silky robe, and sat down beside me. I could smell a tangy aroma, which I figured must have been the scent of Bonnie’s pussy juice, or my mom’s, or both.

“Hey, little girl, how are you doing? Did you have a good time?”

“Yeah,” I giggled, “very good.”

She chuckled. “Me too. That was fun. I’m glad we go to play our game again. Would you like to do it again sometime, if we get another chance?”

“Sure!”

“Okay. I don’t know how often we’ll be able to, but it’s something that I really enjoy, and it looks like you’re having a good time too, so we’ll see if we can’t make it happen again. All right?”

I nodded. She leaned over and kissed me on the cheek, then nuzzled me lightly and licked my earlobe. It felt funny but also really sexy. I shivered slightly in pleasure.

“Goodnight, sweet girl.”

“G’night, Mommy. And, um, thank you for playing that game with me. I really really like it.”

“That’s good. So do I. Now go to sleep, little baby.”

Continue on to Chapter 3