Juicy Secrets Forbidden Tales of Lesbian Love

By Naughty Mommy

On Tuesday night the following week, my mom came into my room again as I was getting ready for bed. It was about 11:00 o’clock.

It was the middle of August, and we had no school, so Molly was allowed to stay up until 9:30 and Kate until 10:30, but my mom said since I was almost 12 years old, I could stay up as late as I wanted. Usually I went to sleep around midnight, though.

I was standing in my bathroom, wearing boxer shorts and a big tank top, brushing my hair. My mom came up behind me and put her hands on my shoulders, looking at me in the mirror.

“You’ll never guess what I did today,” she said.

“What?”

“Are you going to bed now?”

“Um, yeah, as soon as I brush my teeth.”

“Okay, I’ll wait for you.” She sat down on the toilet seat. “When you get in bed, I’ll tell you all about it.”

I smiled. I knew it would be something sexy and exciting. I brushed my teeth a little faster than usual.

My mom was wearing a bathrobe, and as I opened my bed, she took the robe off. She was naked underneath. “Take your clothes off too,” she requested.

“Okay.” I turned away from her and pulled down my boxer shorts, stepping out of them, then lifted the tank top over my head. Even though my mother had seen me naked plenty of times, I was still sort of shy about my body. I wanted to be older and more developed, more like a woman.

I quickly slipped under the covers. My mother joined me.

We faced each other, on our sides, and I felt the warmth of her. She smelled wonderful too. I thought how lucky I was to have such a sexy mom who would teach me about everything.

“You remember Melissa, from Victoria’s Secret?”

“Of course.”

“Well, I called the store yesterday from work to see if she was there, but she wasn’t, because she has Mondays off. But I called again today and she was there. So, at lunch, I told my secretary I had an appointment and I would be gone for a couple of hours and then I went to the mall to see Melissa.”

“Really?”

“Yes — and do you know what happened?”

“What?”

“We had sex! In the fitting room! The same one where she saw Kate naked!”

“Honest?”

“Yes!!” My mother was ecstatic. She was breathing hard. I wondered if she could have an orgasm just from telling me about this.

“I, I told her I wanted her to help me try on a few things, and I just grabbed a bra and pair of panties — they weren’t even my size — and I’m sure she knew immediately what I had in mind. But when we went into the fitting room, the one all the way at the back, and after she’d closed the door and locked it, I didn’t start grabbing her right away or anything.”

“Why not?”

“Because first I wanted to find out just how far she would go, if, you know, if she was the type who might want to play our little game with us.”

“Ooh, really? And?” I felt my nipples getting hard.

“So, I took off my blouse and my bra, still pretending I was going to try on the new one. And then, while I was standing there topless in front of her, I said, ‘Melissa, I think I should apologize for the other day when I was here and when I touched you in a way that maybe wasn’t appropriate.’ And she said, ‘I didn’t mind. I liked it.’ And she reached out and put her hand on one of my breasts.”

“Really?”

“Uh-huh. But I said, ‘Yes, I know, but it was in front of my daughters, and they’re just little girls, and I thought it might have made you uncomfortable to have them watching while I touched your body that way.’”

“Oh, I get it,” I grinned.

“Right. And after I said that, Melissa smiled at me and she leaned in really close and she put both her hands on my breasts, squeezing my nipples, and she said, ‘No, I liked it that way. It was naughty and exciting. I like being a naughty girl.’”

“Ooh, this is good.”

“Yes, it is. We started kissing then, and while I was taking off her clothes I asked her if she liked looking at Kate’s sexy little naked body, only 10 years old, and she said she thought Kate was hot.”

“She really said that?”

“Uh-huh, and then while I had my hand inside her panties and I was feeling her smooth, wet, shaved pussy, I told her what you had done the other day.”

“What do you mean?”

“I told Melissa that when you went to the ladies room you took off your panties and you masturbated while you were fantasizing about her.”

“You told her that?”

“Yeah…” My mother was masturbating again, rubbing herself as she leaned in close to me, her warm, fragrant, naked body touching mine.

“I, she, we, we kissed a lot, and, and she, she sucked on my nipples… mmm, and then she started fingering me, and then she had me sit on the bench… oh god, I’m, I’m… and, um, and she started licking me and—”

She had her first climax. Or at least her first with me that night in my bed. I’m pretty sure she had been masturbating in her room earlier in the evening, too, and maybe also in her office at work after she got back from the mall. My mom loves touching herself.

It was a short one, but intense. She quickly went back to her story.

“Then, I, I licked her too… god she tasted so good… and she came in my mouth, and I told her I wanted to see her again, and I asked her if she would let me take her to dinner on Friday night — she gets off at 6:00 — and that if she wanted to, she could come over here, and, and see you.”

“Really? What did she say?”

“Well, she sat on my lap, facing me. We were both naked and she spread her long legs wide apart and put her hand down between her legs so she could rub both her cunt and mine at the same time. It was really hot. I started licking her nipples — she has very small tits but nice long nipples — and she said, ‘How old is she? Your little girl?’ And I told her, ‘She’s only 11 years old but she loves touching herself.’ Melissa was rubbing her hand up and down pretty fast and she was getting ready to come again and so was I, and she said, ‘She’s only 11? And she likes to touch herself? And she watches…’ ‘That’s right,’ I told her, ‘my daughter watches while I fuck young girls like you. You can sit on my face and look at her while I eat your pussy and you can watch her masturbate while you come in her mother’s mouth’ and—”

My mom started coming again, hard, but this time she rolled half on top of me, one warm sweaty thigh falling over mine, and her free hand — the one that wasn’t fucking her pussy — clutched at my tits! She squeezed my tiny breast and pinched my nipple. It hurt, but at the same time it was super exciting. I wasn’t sure what to do, so I just put my arms around her and held her while she had her orgasm.

“Oh goddamn FUCK that’s so good. So fucking good. Oh jesus god I love to fuck myself. So fucking goddamn good… mmmmm… oh but look, sweetie, I’m so wet, I must have gushed all over you,” she laughed, “I’m sorry, honey, and — oh, did I hurt you?”

She took her hand away from my breast.

“No, no, it’s okay, I’m fine.”

She flopped onto her back. “Oh my god. Oh my god, Julie, I have never had orgasms like this before. Ever since I started sharing all this stuff with you.”

She turned her head to look at me and put a wet finger out to touch my nose. “And are you really sure you’re okay with all this?”

I nodded eagerly, smiling. “Yeah, of course, I love it!”

“Good!” She turned on her side again facing me, and kissed me on the mouth, a long warm kiss, but no tongue this time. “Okay, so, Friday I’m taking Melissa to dinner, and if it all goes well, we can play our little game with her that night. How does that sound?”

“Perfect! I can’t wait!”

“Mmm, I love you, baby.”

“I love you too, Mommy!”

This time I kissed her. I took her pretty face in my hands and put my mouth on hers and I used my tongue. We kissed for a long time that way and I started getting really excited, but finally my mom said it was enough and she got out of bed and went back to her own room.

I masturbated a lot of times that night before I fell asleep.

* * *

It seemed to take forever. The days just dragged by that week until Friday arrived. Eventually, though, it did.

Mom called me from work and said she had confirmed with Melissa; she was going to meet her at a nice restaurant after work, then they would go dancing for a little while, and I should expect them at about 10:30. She told me to make sure Kate and Molly went to bed a little early (the excuse being that school was starting again the next week), so they would hopefully be asleep when she got home. Now that I was old enough, she wasn’t getting babysitters any more, and I was responsible.

For dinner that night, I made grilled cheese sandwiches — my specialty — for us. We watched The Little Mermaid together while we ate, and then I was so excited about seeing Melissa and my mom and playing our ‘game’ that as soon as the movie was over I started nagging my sisters about going to bed. I got Molly in bed right at 9:00, and Kate went up to her room at around 9:30, and I went into my room shortly after 10:00 and waited.

I brushed my hair and put on some lip gloss and then, on impulse, I went into my mother’s bedroom and found her perfume, the kind that I especially liked, and sprayed a little of it on my neck. Back in my room, I looked at myself naked in the mirror and played with my nipples and my pussy while I waited for them to get home.

At 10:45, I heard two cars drive up. My pussy was very wet. I listened for the front door to open and then I could hear them talking quietly, though I couldn’t tell what they were saying. When I heard my mom coming up the stairs, I went and sat on my bed.

My bedroom door opened and she came in, holding a shopping bag. Her eyes went wide when she saw what I was wearing, which was nothing. I was starting to get a bit more confident about having her see me that way.

“Hello there, beautiful girl.”

“Hi, Mom,” I smiled.

She put the bag on the bed, then sat down next to me and wrapped her arms around me. She brought her lips to mine and kissed me deeply, her tongue exploring my mouth. It was clear that she was extremely aroused.

After a long kiss, she pulled away and said softly, “Are you ready to play our game?”

I nodded eagerly.

She turned to get the shopping bag and reached inside. “I want you to wear this, okay?” My mom pulled out a gorgeous white dress, strapless, with an elastic bodice.

My eyes went wide. It was by far the most ‘adult’ piece of clothing she had ever purchased for me. “Really?”

“Uh-huh. And these too.” Also in the bag was a pair of black sandals with stiletto heels! I had never been allowed to wear high heels before!

“Oh, wow…”

“Do you like them?”

“Yeah!”

“Good. Now, you won’t be able to wear them all the time, of course. Only for special occasions, like tonight, for example.”

“Okay.” I was holding the shoes, marveling at how sexy and grownup they were.

“And put this on too.” She handed me a beautiful black cardigan sweater. The fabric was super thin and soft — my mom said it was cashmere. I was sure it was expensive.

“So, Melissa already knows all about our game, but I think she’s still going to be surprised at how exciting it is. You put these things on — no panties, all right? — and I’ll go back downstairs.”

“Um, no panties?”

My mother was almost at the door, and turned back to look at me. “Nope, no panties. Melissa’s not wearing any.”

I didn’t really get the connection, but I nodded anyway.

She held up her right hand and looked at it, smiling, her two middle fingers close together. “I already fucked her once in the ladies room at the restaurant.” She sniffed her fingers. “Do you want to smell?”

She came back over to me and held her fingers in front of my nose. With the perfume both my mom and I were wearing, and with the smell of my own pussy juices still in the air, I wasn’t quite sure I could sense Melissa’s aroma, but I pretended I did.

“Nice, huh?” My mom licked the tips of her fingers. “Mmmm… okay, you get dressed now and we’ll get started down in the family room.” She leaned over and kissed me once more on the mouth, then left the room.

The dress was just my size. I stood in front of the mirror, admiring how great I looked in it. The shoes were hard to stand up in, since I had never worn high heels except when I was a little girl fooling around in my mom’s closet. But I loved the way they made my legs look so much longer and sexier.

When I went out into the hall after pulling on the sweater, my mother was sitting on the sofa next to Melissa. They were toasting each other with glasses of champagne. I discovered then why my mom wanted me to dress up in these new clothes — because they were exactly the same as Melissa was wearing!!

As I stepped to the railing, my mother looked up at me. “Hi, sweetie,” she smiled. I smiled back.

Melissa held up her glass and beamed. “Hi, Julie.”

My throat was a little tight as I considered that within a few minutes I would finally see her naked — having lesbian sex with my mom! — and so I wasn’t able to say anything. I just smiled at her and nodded.

Winking at me, my mom put down her champagne glass and took Melissa’s face in her hands, kissing her deeply and wetly. Then, after the kiss, my mom had Melissa stand up and turn slowly around in a circle for me. The girl held the sides of her dress up high and I could see her smooth white thighs.

“Look how beautiful she is. Now, Julie, you turn around too.”

I did so, a bit awkwardly. Because I was unsteady in the heels, I had to keep one hand on the railing for support. I wanted to lift my dress up with both hands so they could see that I wasn’t wearing any panties, but since I could only use one hand, I wasn’t sure they could tell.

“You are so cute!” gushed Melissa.

“Yes, isn’t she lovely?” said my mom. Then she turned to Melissa and kissed her again. “And so are you. It’s like I now have two beautiful little daughters. Sexy twins!”

I wasn’t sure why she said that, since we didn’t look very much alike, and since she already had two other daughters, but anyway it made me feel happy that she was happy.

“Now I want to see both of my little girls take off their clothes. First, the sweaters.”

Melissa giggled. She was obviously having a good time. Looking up at me, she began to slowly remove her sweater. I did the same.

With her sweater off, it was easy to see that Melissa had very small breasts, not much bigger than mine. But I could also tell that her nipples were erect, as mine were.

Our dresses zipped on the side. At the exact same time, we reached up to pull down the zippers. Then we let our dresses slip down over our bodies and fall to the floor. We were both naked except for our high-heeled sandals.

My mom was sitting on the sofa, her own dress pulled up to her waist. She had no panties on. Her legs were spread wide and she was rubbing her pussy with both hands as she watched us strip for her. I couldn’t hear her voice, but I could read her lips as she said, “My two pretty girls…”

Staring up at me, Melissa raised her hands to her breasts and squeezed her nipples. I copied her movements. She licked her lips, then slowly slid her hands down over her long lean body to her crotch. Still watching me as I followed her actions, she spread her shaved pussy lips apart and pressed the middle finger of her right hand into her cleft. We both sensuously rubbed our fingers between our wet pussy lips.

On the sofa, my mom quickly pulled her loose dress off over her head. She wasn’t wearing a bra and had already removed her shoes, and she was naked now. I saw two fingers disappear deep inside her sex.

Melissa lifted her hand from her crotch and held it out toward me. I could see it glistening with her juices. I wasn’t sure that I had quite as much lubrication to show as she did, but I followed her again, and held my hand over the railing, showing her my own middle finger, shiny with wetness.

“M-Melissa,” panted my mom, “come here and… sit… on my lap.”

As Melissa walked to the sofa, I admired her amazingly long and beautiful legs. She smiled at me and blew me a kiss, then lowered herself onto my mother’s lap.

My mom kissed her first, and then, while she stared up at me, my mother licked the girl’s long nipples. That made me immediately want to touch my breasts. I put my fingers in my mouth, wetting them, and began teasing my own nipples.

After thoroughly licking and sucking the girl’s nipples, which Melissa clearly enjoyed, my mom put a cushion from the sofa on the floor in front of her. She had Melissa lie back on it, spreading her legs wide, lifting her pussy to my mother’s face.

I was leaning on the railing, one hand playing with my breasts and one moving between my legs as I watched the action below.

Before eating the girl’s cunt, my mom looked straight into my eyes. She extended her tongue toward me, making licking motions, and then she mouthed, “My little girl,” as she began lapping at Melissa’s smooth shaved pussy.

When my mother extended her wet tongue toward me, I started rubbing myself very fast, and when I saw the look on her face as she mouthed the words ‘my little girl’ and then thrust her tongue inside Melissa’s cunt, I had my first orgasm that night.

My eyes were closed as I gripped the railing with one hand, to keep from falling down, and rubbed my clit hard with the other hand, bringing myself to a second stupendous climax.

I could hear Melissa crying out in pleasure at the same time, and when I was finally able to open my eyes again, I saw that my mother was holding the girl’s small bottom in her hands and pulling her cunt hard against her face, but with her eyes fastened on my crotch. Melissa was coming again and again as my mother tongue-fucked her.

A few minutes later, they were in a ‘69’ position on the sofa, with my mom on top. Eagerly licking and fingering each other, they soon shared simultaneous orgasms. Then my mother turned around and mounted Melissa, placing her cunt directly over the girl’s, and fucked her furiously until both had climaxed again.

I was sitting down as I watched all this, my thin legs extended between the bannister posts, my naked pussy visible to below. I spread my little lips apart, rubbing myself, and loving it every time one of them would look up to see me exposing myself to them.

They finished with Melissa kneeling on the floor in front of my mother, eating her and finger-fucking her while my mom fondled her own breasts and stared up at me, watching me masturbate as she came in the girl’s mouth.

When my mom’s last orgasm was over, Melissa climbed on her lap and kissed her for a long time (my mom licked the girl’s face, tasting her own juices), and then Melissa slipped off to the side, faced toward me, spread her long legs apart, and inserted two fingers deep inside herself.

As I watched, she fucked herself hard, fulfilling my fantasy from the store restroom. I masturbated too, once more, and we climaxed at the same time.

Exhausted after all of that, the three of us caught our breath and rested for a while. Then Melissa stood up and began putting her dress back on. (She was still wearing the heels. Mine had been off for some time.)

I got up too, and headed toward my room. But I stopped to wave and call, “Goodnight.”

Melissa beamed up at me and blew me a kiss. “Goodnight, lover,” she said.

I fell into my bed, naked and spent. I was almost asleep when the door opened. My mom and Melissa came into my room. They both knelt beside my bed.

My mother kissed me first. She used her tongue — it surprised me that she would do that in front of someone else — but I liked how it felt, so I opened my mouth and kissed her that way too.

Then it was Melissa’s turn. She leaned over me and whispered, “You are a very lucky girl to have a mom like that.” I felt her hand creep under the sheets and find my small breast. She squeezed it gently. “And you are a very sexy little girl too.”

Her kiss was long and wet and open-mouthed, with a lot of tongue. Finally, giving my breast one last squeeze, she got to her feet and went to the door where my mother was waiting. I smiled at both of them. They blew me kisses and closed the door.

I fell instantly asleep and dreamed of being seduced by blonde women who looked like my mother.

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