Juicy Secrets Forbidden Tales of Lesbian Love

By Naughty Mommy

The phone rang, waking me.

I sat up in bed and looked at the clock. It was 11:15. I’d fallen asleep without realizing it.

Jumping out of bed, I ran downstairs to answer the phone, naked as can be.

“Hi, sweetie.” It was my mother.

“Hi, Mom,” I yawned, stretching.

“Did I wake you up?”

“Um, yeah, but that’s okay.”

“Oh, I’m sorry. But listen, I’ve got good news, or at least I hope you’ll think it’s good news. I’m bringing someone home tonight.”

She waited for me to respond.

“Okay,” I said at last. “Good.”

“Do you want to play our game again?”

Finally I was waking up. “Yeah, definitely! Is she pretty?”

“Very pretty. So, here’s what I want to do tonight. You go get in my bed, and we’ll meet you there, okay?”

In her bed?? That was a new twist!

“Okay, but, um, should I put something on? I, uh, I’m not wearing anything now.”

“Ooh, you mean you’re talking to me naked on the phone?”

“Yeah,” I giggled.

“That’s sexy. But no, don’t put anything on. Just go get in my bed, naked, and wait for us there. We’ll be home in another half hour or so. Leave the lights out, but the door open, all right?”

“Okay, Mom.”

“Did everything go okay with the kids? Getting them to bed, I mean?”

“Yeah, no problem. Everything’s fine.”

“Good. You’re the greatest, Julie. My smart, sexy, grownup seventh grade girl.”

I smiled, not sure which part of the compliment I liked best. Being smart, sexy, and grown up were all good things!

“I love you, sweetie. See you in a little while.”

“I love you too, Mom.”

I hung up the phone and stood there for a minute, absorbing this new development. Then I began to worry that the ringing sound might have awakened Molly or Kate too.

I went back upstairs, grabbed a robe from my closet, and checked on my sisters. They were both still fast asleep. I took off the robe and left it on my bed, then went to my mother’s room and got into her bed.

The sheets were cold, making my nipples hard. I crossed my arms, putting my hands over my breasts, pulled up my knees and hugged myself. I shivered a bit, but I was wide awake now — how exciting this was!

It had been quite a while since my mom brought anyone home so we could play our game. The last one was Melissa, in August, more than two months before. And now, instead of just watching from the railing above the room, I would be right in bed with them.

That made me think about Kim. She was the first one I’d actually been in bed with. I hoped that whoever my mom was bringing with her tonight would be just as pretty as Kim, and just as sexy.

I tried to figure out what I should do when they got there. My mother hadn’t given me any instructions other than just to get in bed, naked, with the lights out. Was I supposed to say or do anything when they came in? I wasn’t sure. I decided I would just have to wait and see what happened.

The time seemed to pass very slowly, too slowly. My eager anticipation made waiting difficult. I turned from side to side, bringing up different images of women in my mind, wondering if this new one would be a blonde, a brunette, a redhead… would she be a young girl, maybe a teenager, or an older woman, like my mom? How much would I be allowed to do with her? Kiss her? Touch her? I wanted to know!

When I finally heard two cars drive up, I got even more excited. I looked at the clock by the bed. It was 11:38 — which meant I had been waiting less than twenty minutes, though it had seemed like forever. That made me giggle.

I turned on my side to face the door. I wanted to see them when they came in. I’d left the hall light on but the bedroom was dark, as my mother had requested.

There were faint sounds of conversation from below, then a long silence. Were they kissing or something? I didn’t want to miss any of the fun!

After a few more minutes, I heard them coming up the stairs. When they got to the hall, they paused briefly, probably so my mom could look in on the girls. Then they were coming toward the end of the hall, to my mother’s bedroom.

I was laying under the covers on the far side of the bed, scrunched down so only my eyes peaked out. Just before they came in the door, the hall light went out. Darn! Now I wouldn’t be able to see as well.

Two figures walked into the room. My mom was first. I recognized her and smelled her familiar sweet perfume. She whispered something I couldn’t hear to the other woman. It looked like they were both wearing just their underwear, although I wasn’t sure.

The door was closed and they moved around for a minute or so, maybe putting their clothes down or something, and then my mom pulled up the sheet on the other side of the bed from me, and got in. She moved to the middle of the bed and the other woman climbed in next to her. Just before my mother turned to take the woman in her arms and start kissing her, she reached out to me, found my leg, and gave me a gentle squeeze.

I waited and listened. I couldn’t really see anything, but I could hear their soft moans and the wet sounds of their lips and tongues as they kissed. That lasted a few minutes, and then my mother turned onto her back and the woman began kissing and licking her breasts, then sucking on her nipples. Again my mother’s hand reached out to touch my thigh. She left it there this time, stroking my leg as the other woman sucked on her nipples.

The woman, I could see, was a blonde. She smelled really nice and appeared to be pretty. I couldn’t tell how old she was, but maybe in her twenties.

She seemed to like my mother’s breasts a lot. For a long time she went back and forth from nipple to nipple, licking and kissing and sucking them as my mom petted her hair and sighed with pleasure. All that time she was laying on my mother’s side, on the opposite side from me, but then she started to get on top of her. My mom spread her legs, and I had to shift a little to give her room. The woman laid on top of my mother and kissed her.

“Mm, you have such a sweet mouth,” I heard her say to my mom. They kissed some more as the woman began moving her body, rocking her pelvis to press her pussy against my mother’s.

My mom removed her hand from my thigh so she could grab the woman’s bottom with both hands, pulling their naked bodies together. Then the blonde reached down under my mother’s thighs, lifting them up and holding them out as she sat up, throwing the covers back. That’s when she saw me.

The woman gasped, obviously surprised.

“It’s okay,” said my mom. “It’s only my daughter.”

“Your — your daughter?”

Even in the dim light, I could see that the woman was smiling.

“Really? How old is she?”

“She’s 12.”

“Wow. That’s awesome.”

My mother sat up too. She took the woman’s face in her hands and kissed her lips.

“She loves to watch. It excites her,” she said, “and it excites me too. I like having her watching me as I kiss a beautiful woman like you.”

She kissed her again, opening her mouth this time and using her tongue.

The woman returned the kiss, then put a hand down between her legs, touching herself as she looked at my naked body. I was on my back with one hand over my small breast, fondling it.

“Damn, this is hot,” she said. “What’s your name, sweetie?”

“Julie.”

“Hi, Julie, I’m Katrina.”

“Hi.”

“Are you really only 12 years old?”

“Uh-huh.”

The woman chuckled. “It’s nice to meet you, Julie. Now I’m going to fuck your mother.”

I laughed and my mother did too.

Katrina had my mother lie on the bed, and pushed her thighs apart. She took a moment to lift my leg over my mom’s, so my crotch would be more exposed. Then, with her eyes on mine, the pretty blonde put her face down to my mother’s pussy and began licking her.

“Oh my god that’s so nice,” my mom sighed. Her hands were behind Katrina’s head, holding her face against her cunt. Her eyes were closed.

I reached down between my legs with both hands, spreading my pussy lips apart and rubbing myself.

After licking my mom for a few minutes, Katrina slowly put a finger inside her as my mother groaned. Then the woman sat up and began sliding her finger in and out. She held her other hand over her own breast, squeezing it and pinching the nipple. She looked at me.

“Are you touching yourself?” she asked.

“Yes, I am.”

“Does it get you hot to see me fucking your mom’s pussy with my finger?”

“Uh-huh,” I nodded.

Katrina smiled and licked her lips as she watched my fingers moving between my legs. Then she lowered her face again to my mother’s cunt.

She fucked my mother with her finger harder and faster while she licked her clit, and soon my mom was coming. That made me come too.

My orgasm was intense and I had to close my eyes, even though I wanted to keep watching.

When I opened them again, I saw that Katrina was looking at me. She was laying with her cheek on my mom’s wet pussy.

She whispered to me, “I made your mommy come in my mouth.”

“Uh-huh.”

“And did you come too, while you were watching us?”

“Yeah, I did,” I smiled.

“That’s a good little girl. Such a good little girl. Now do you want to watch me fuck your mommy’s cunt with my cunt?”

I nodded eagerly.

The blonde blew me a kiss, then mounted my mother.

I got up on my knees to watch. I had never seen this so close, a woman fucking another woman.

Katrina liked it that I was showing so much interest. “You want to look at your mommy’s pretty pussy, Julie?” she asked, holding it open with both hands for me to see.

“Uh-huh, I do,” I nodded, as I stared down at her wet pink sex. When I looked up at my mother’s face, she smiled at me and licked her lips.

Then Katrina lifted one of my mom’s legs and straddled her, making sure their labia were open and their vaginas were kissing.

“Hold her leg up for me,” she said to me.

So I held my mother’s leg straight up in the air as I watched a young woman getting ready to fuck her.

My mom smiled at me again as she held her breasts in her hands, massaging them and squeezing the nipples. “You’re my sexy little girl, aren’t you, Julie.”

Katrina began moving her body against my mother’s, rhythmically, very slowly at first, but then faster and faster. It seemed to me that she must have had a lot of practice at this, because the way she did it got my mother ready to come fairly quickly.

“That’s right, fuck me,” said my mom, “fuck me hard!” She was moving under Katrina now, raising her pelvis to meet the woman’s urgent thrusts.

I leaned in as much as I could, hoping to see their pussies connecting. I tried to touch my breast and pinch my nipple with my hand but that made it hard to keep a good grip on my mother’s leg, so I decided maybe I should just rub my tits on my mom’s upraised thigh — which was a really good idea, because then I could hold her leg in one arm and rub myself against her while also reaching my other hand down between my legs to touch my pussy.

I liked that a lot! It was almost like I was fucking my mom too!

“Are you getting close?” panted Katrina.

“Uh-huh, almost, almost… keep fucking me!” urged my mother.

The blonde rocked against her even harder, and within another minute they were both climaxing.

When it was done, I let go of my mother’s leg and they laid together on the bed, both women breathing hard. My mom had her hands on Katrina’s bottom. Her eyes were closed, but a minute later, she opened them and glanced over at me, smiling warmly.

After resting a bit, Katrina lifted her head and softly kissed my mother’s mouth.

“That was nice,” my mom whispered to her. “You’re a very good lover.”

Katrina kissed her again. “And you are a very exciting woman.”

They kissed for a while as I watched, sitting on my knees and gently rubbing my pussy.

When my mom grabbed for Katrina’s breasts, the blonde slid up a little higher, allowing my mother to kiss and suck her nipples.

After a minute or two, my mother pulled her lips away from the woman’s breasts and said, “I want you to sit on my face now. I want to lick your cunt and make you come in my mouth while my little girl watches us.”

“Ooh, that’s hot,” Katrina grinned, turning to look at me.

My mother slid down a little on the bed and Katrina knelt over her face. I moved closer to watch as my mother opened the woman’s labia with her fingers and began licking her wet pussy. I was so close I could smell her juices.

Katrina put her hand on my head, stroking my hair. I looked up at her and she smiled at me. She was holding her breast in her other hand, fondling the erect nipple. She blew me a kiss as she rocked her body up and down over my mother’s lips and tongue.

I sat up straighter, wanting to touch myself, to masturbate and come again. Then I saw that my mom had one hand between her own legs, and she was rubbing her pussy. Immediately I decided to move down there so I could see what she was doing.

After gently pushing her thighs apart, I crouched, my face very close to my mother’s sex. I watched as she slid a slender finger up and down in her slit, bringing the wetness up from her vagina and teasing her clit. Soon she had two fingers in her slit, then three. She was very wet.

Even in the darkness, I could see moisture glistening on her fingers. I could smell her arousal. I wanted to taste her. I almost extended my tongue to lick her fingers, but then I didn’t.

Katrina was getting close. She was panting and moaning. As I watched, my mother slowly slid a finger deep inside her own cunt and began fucking herself.

Then Katrina came.

She cried out. She was so loud I worried it might wake my sisters. As the hot blonde climaxed, my mom fucked her own pussy harder, but she didn’t come yet.

When Katrina was finished, she slid off my mother and rested beside her on the bed, breathing heavily, one hand on my mom’s breast.

My mother lifted her head to look down to where I was leaning on my elbows between her legs. She smiled at me, and I smiled back, then my mom slipped her finger out of her cunt and held it out to me so I could taste her. I sucked the finger into my mouth, closing my eyes and savoring the syrupy flavor of my mommy’s pussy.

When I opened my eyes, I saw that Katrina was starting to climb on top of my mother again, but with her head pointing down, in a ‘69’ position. Then the women decided to shift onto their sides. They each raised a thigh, making an opening for the other woman to put her face in and lick her cunt.

I sat up on my knees and just looked at them for a moment, still enjoying the taste of my mother’s pussy on my tongue. I held my little breasts in my hands, running my fingertips over the erect nipples. I loved how that felt, and I wished that one of the others, either my mom or Katrina or both, would touch my breasts that way.

My mother’s back was to me. Katrina’s head was between her legs, licking and sucking. I squeezed my breasts again. I wanted to touch someone and have someone touch me. Then I thought of the next best thing.

I moved behind my mom and laid alongside her, pressing close, my nipples feeling friction against the warm skin of my mother’s back. I rubbed myself against her that way, my hands on her shoulders, my thighs touching hers. I pulled myself up a little so my head was almost next to my mom’s and I could look between Katrina’s legs and watch my mother’s tongue licking the woman’s wet cunt.

“Hi, baby,” my mom whispered to me, as she paused to slide a finger inside Katrina’s pink vagina, then resumed licking and sucking her clit.

I felt someone touching my leg. Lifting my head and looking down, I saw that Katrina, while still licking my mother’s cunt, had slipped a hand out between my mom’s legs and was caressing my inner thigh. It felt so good. I raised my other leg, opening myself to her. She moved her hand a little higher on the inside of my thigh, closer to my sex.

I wanted Katrina to touch me. I put a hand between my legs, using my fingers to spread my labia, displaying my wet pussy to her. She squeezed my thigh. That felt nice, but it wasn’t what I wanted. I started rubbing myself, hoping she would take the hint and help me. I was so excited I didn’t care about any rules.

I heard my mother moaning and felt her body shudder. Whatever Katrina was doing with her mouth was bringing my mom close to an orgasm. I rubbed myself harder and faster.

My mom groaned and shuddered again. It sounded like she was on the edge. I wanted to move up and watch her face when she climaxed, but I also wanted to move down so I could look at her pussy as she came in Katrina’s mouth, and I wanted Katrina to touch me and make me come. I couldn’t have it all at once, so I just rubbed my clit and then I was almost ready.

Suddenly my mother’s whole body jerked and she went rigid. I heard her voice, muffled from having her face buried in the blonde’s pussy, saying, “OHH FUCK!! FUCK!! FUCK!! YES!!!”

Hearing her come so loudly and passionately put me over the top. My thighs came together, clamping around my hand — and around Katrina’s hand — as I was jolted by a tremendous spasm. I squealed, pressing my fingers harder into my sex, my eyes shut tight. I arched my back, pressing my breasts against my mom. I climaxed that way for a long time.

As I was finishing, I felt my mother move away from me. Opening my eyes, I saw that Katrina was on her back, her legs apart, and my mom was leaning over her pussy, licking her. Katrina’s arm was extended, her hand still on my leg, trapped between my clenched thighs.

Opening my legs, I slid my wet fingers down to touch her fingers. We clasped hands, our fingers knitting together. I drew her hand up and pressed our joined fingers against my pussy, rubbing myself that way.

I was still highly aroused and even the slightest touch right then might have made me come very quickly. But knowing that I had this woman’s hand in mine, and that I was rubbing both her fingers and mine against my pussy made me even more excited. I reached another orgasm almost instantly, and then Katrina started coming too.

My climax passed fairly quickly. It was nice, of course (they all are), but this one was sort of a mini-follow-up and it was sweet but short.

That wasn’t to be the same for Katrina’s climax, though. My mother made sure she had a long, thorough, and intense set of orgasms. She glued her mouth over the woman’s cunt, shoved her tongue deep inside and kept fucking her, making Katrina come again and again. The blonde clutched her breast with her free hand, nearly sobbing with pleasure as orgasm after orgasm swept through her.

I was still rubbing my hand and hers gently against my pussy after my own climax was finished, but then Katrina had to pull our fingers apart and put her hand down between her legs, trying to tell my mother she couldn’t take any more.

Finally my mom let her go. I watched as she sat up, wiping her mouth, a big grin on her face. She looked at me and giggled, running her tongue around her lips, “Mmm, she tastes really good.”

Katrina had both hands clenched over her sex as she experienced a few remaining spasms. Her eyes were closed. My mom and I waited, enjoying the sight of a beautiful naked woman slowly coming down from the peak of passion.

A minute later, Katrina opened her eyes, saw us both looking at her, and laughed as she said to my mother, “God, I thought I was gonna die. You almost literally fucked my brains out.”

We laughed with her, three women (well, two women and a girl) happily celebrating the bliss of lesbian love.

But then my mom looked at the clock by the bed. It was almost 1:15 in the morning. “Uh-oh,” she said, “someone is up way past her bedtime.”

I started to beg, “Mom, please, just a little longer…?” But she wouldn’t hear of it. She got up, took my hand, and made me get up with her.

“You can give Katrina a goodnight kiss if you want,” she told me.

“Ooh, yes, please,” the blonde said. Still laying on her back, Katrina held her arms out to me. I knelt beside the bed and kissed her. She took my face in her hands, opened her lips, and shoved her tongue into my mouth.

I could taste my mother’s pussy. I smelled Katrina’s perfume and her sex and our sweat. I kissed her deeply and wanted to do more with her. I started to climb back up on the bed to lie next to her, but my mom stopped me.

“No, no, sweetie, that’s enough for tonight.” She patted my bare bottom. “Come on.”

Disappointed but resigned, I gave Katrina one last quick kiss on the lips, and then got up to let my mother lead me from the room.

“G’night, cutie,” said the sexy blonde.

“Goodnight,” I said, smiling and blowing her a kiss.

When we got to my room, my mother closed the door behind us and then immediately took me in her arms and kissed me. As Katrina had done, she pressed her tongue into my mouth. I sure liked it when women kissed me that way. And again, I tasted the flavor of pussy, now in my mother’s mouth, but this time it must have been from Katrina.

We stood by the door and kissed for several minutes, running our hands over each other’s naked bodies. I could tell that my mother wanted me to know she still loved me, even though she was making me go to bed instead of staying up and playing with them some more. It made me happy that she cared for me so much and expressed her love so openly.

Finally she ended the kiss, but she leaned her forehead against mine and whispered, “Okay, my love. Time for you to get some sleep. Tomorrow I’ll find some special time for just the two of us, for me and you, okay?”

She made me so happy I almost wanted to cry. I hugged her tightly. “Oh, Mommy, I love you so much!”

“And I love you too, baby girl. Come on, now, hop in bed.”

Tucking me in like I was a child (which I guess I still was), she smoothed the hair from my forehead with her hand. She tenderly kissed my lips a few more times, then got up and left the room.

I turned on my side and thought about how much I loved her, how fortunate I was to have her for a mommy. She was beautiful and sexy and smart and always so nice to me all the time. I was a very lucky girl. I closed my eyes, smiling, and soon fell fast asleep.

What I did not know at the time, but would learn later, is that after she left my room that night, my mother went into Molly’s bedroom, picked the sleeping girl up from her bed, and carried her to her own bedroom. There, she gently awakened her, and for the next half hour or so, she and Katrina played erotic games with my 8-year-old little sister.

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