Juicy Secrets Forbidden Tales of Lesbian Love

By Naughty Mommy

In my bed… touching my body… rubbing my hands all over… my nipples hard and throbbing… my pussy dripping… I made myself come at least three times, maybe more.

After masturbating with Kate on the sofa earlier that evening, and then watching the sexy movie with her, and then having my mom come home and tell me she was ready to talk to Kate about joining us in our lesbian adventures, and then the way my mother kissed me just before I went up to bed — god I was so hot and wet by the time I got to my room I could hardly stand it.

I quickly took off my sweater and socks and undies (I hadn’t bothered to put my bra back on when Kate and I got dressed again). I shivered a little, though, because the room was chilly. It was the first week of December and cold outside, but I always liked to leave my window open a crack for fresh air, even in the wintertime. So I put on a big t-shirt to keep myself warm and then got into bed.

Sliding my hands up under the shirt, I played with my stiff nipples. I closed my eyes and thought about kissing my mom and having her tongue in my mouth, about how exciting it was to watch Kate have an orgasm, about those two gorgeous girls in the movie having lesbian sex, about Madison and maybe being alone with her someday and taking off all her clothes, about Kate’s slim young body and how much I loved being naked in bed with her, about having Kim come all over my face, spraying her pussy juice on me, about the girls from Victoria’s Secret and all the things I wanted to do with them, about my mother’s beautiful cunt and the way she would show herself to me, spreading her pussy lips and letting me see her, all of her, and I thought about that strange erotic vision I’d had where my mother and I were on a bed having sex, performing in front of a group of women and girls, other moms with their young daughters…

…I had so many exciting fantasies that night, and a lot of real memories to think about too, and I brought myself to several shuddering orgasms before finally turning on my side and falling into a deep sleep.

* * *

I awoke. It was dark, the middle of the night. Someone warm, soft, and female was getting in bed with me.

It was Kate.

“Um… Kate?” I mumbled, still half asleep.

“Omigod omigod omigod!” My sister was wide awake and bubbling with excitement.

“What?”

She wriggled down under the covers next to me. The lights were off, and I could see almost nothing. But I could sense that her face was right next to mine. I felt the glow of her skin and when she spoke, her breath was hot and humid. She was exhilarated.

“Omigod you won’t believe it!”

“What?” I propped myself up on an elbow to look at her. In the dim glow from the window, I could see that she was naked. She burrowed in close to me, pressing herself against my chest. I had little choice but to put my arms around her and hold her. Not that I minded that, of course.

I rubbed her soft, warm back. “What is it?”

“Omigod, omigod,” she just kept repeating.

“Kate, tell me. What happened?”

“Julie! Mommy came in and got in bed with me! She woke me up and she started kissing me! Julie, Mommy was kissing me just like you do!!”

“Oh,” I smiled to myself, “that’s nice. Did you like it?”

“Of course! It was awesome! It was so amazing! Like a dream…”

My sister had her arms around me. Her head was under my chin, her face resting on my chest. I suddenly wished that instead of wearing a shirt, I was naked like she was. I wanted to feel her hot skin on mine.

“Tell me what happened.”

“Okay, um,” she took a deep breath and seemed to calm down a bit. “I was asleep, and then the light went on, the little lamp by my bed?”

“Uh-huh.”

“And she, I saw that it was Mom. She sat on my bed. She was wearing, um, a nightgown, that sexy white one she has.”

I knew the nightgown she meant. It was lacy and feminine, mostly transparent. When my mother wore it, she looked incredibly seductive.

Kate started to speak more slowly, apparently trying to recall everything just as it had happened.

“She, um, she put her hand on my cheek at first. She didn’t say anything, just smiled. I said, ‘Hi, Mommy’. And then she leaned over and kissed me. Oh, Julie, it was the best kiss ever. Just so soft and perfect. I couldn’t believe it. But then she, um, after she kissed me a couple of times, she asked if she could get in bed with me. Julie, she wanted to get in bed with me!”

“Did you let her?”

“Of course!”

“What were you wearing?”

“Nothing, I…” she giggled as she squeezed me tightly, “since you and me started getting in bed together sometimes like that, I’ve been sleeping naked every night ‘cuz that way I can play with myself any time I want. Sometimes I wake up in the night and do it, or in the morning before I get out of bed. Almost every morning.”

“You do it a lot.”

She giggled again. “Yeah, I do, I really love it. But anyway, then Mommy took off her nightgown so she was naked. I couldn’t believe it. The lamp was on, you know, and Mommy stood up and untied the nightie in the front and let it fall down to the floor, and she was standing there looking at me like she wanted me to see her naked. I guess I was staring, ‘cuz she smiled at me. Then she got in bed with me. And she told me. She told me everything.”

Kate lifted her head to look at me. My eyes were more adjusted to the dark and I could see her face. She kissed my lips.

We shared a nice long kiss, both using lots of tongue. I wanted to make love with her, but we still hadn’t done that, and maybe we never would.

After we finished the kiss, my sister smiled at me, then sighed deeply and put her head back on my chest.

“What did she tell you?” I asked.

“She told me that sometimes, after she goes out at night, she brings ladies back here and she has sex with them. Like Melissa? She told me she did it with Melissa from Victoria’s Secret, but she wasn’t the only one, there were others too. And she told me that sometimes you come out of your room at night and watch them from up here, and then you masturbate while you watch them, and they can see you, and you make yourself come while they’re looking at you. Is that true?”

“Yeah, it is.”

“God, that’s so hot.”

“I know, it really is.”

“How many times have you done it?”

“I don’t know exactly. Maybe ten?”

“Ten times!! Wow.”

“Did she tell you anything else?”

“Oh, Julie…” My sister melted against me, her body flowing into mine. She rolled me onto my back, and she was on top of me. She kissed me again, urgently, thrusting her tongue into my mouth. I caressed her back as we kissed.

She was panting by the time we finished. “God, Julie, I’m so excited. I couldn’t believe it. Mommy told me that she gets in bed with you sometimes at night, and then you masturbate together.”

Kate was undulating her body as she spoke. My legs were spread and her crotch was pressing into mine. I don’t think she knew what she was doing, but it was almost the same way I’d seen other women and girls fuck each other. I liked how it felt. I put my hands on her bottom and pulled her more tightly against me.

“And then she, she kissed me a lot more. We were naked in bed together, Julie, and she was kissing me.” Kate was moving faster on top of me. “She had, um, her boobies were right on top of mine, and she kind of hugged me all over, really tight while we kissed. And then she said she wanted to make herself come, and she wanted me to watch, and she wanted me to do it too!”

She kissed me again, her mouth greedily devouring mine. I had never seen her so excited, so ravenous with lust. I lifted my hips and began rhythmically arching my pelvis, trying to bring my pussy into contact with hers. If Kate noticed this, she didn’t say anything. She just kept kissing me.

Finally she stopped and rolled off, onto her back, her hands working between her legs.

“Oh, Julie, oh, Julie… Mommy and me, we masturbated together. I can’t even remember all of it. It was like a dream, a perfect dream. I just remember she was right next to me, looking at me. She kept looking at my boobies, at my nipples, and she was playing with her own boobies while I watched her and while she rubbed herself, her pussy I mean, and when she was getting close, she asked me if I was close, but it was going to take me longer, and then she started touching my nipples, playing with them and stuff, and then she kissed me, and Julie, all of a sudden I thought I was going to explode! I came so hard, and she started coming too.”

Kate was masturbating vigorously as she told the story, “She had an orgasm, my mommy had an orgasm with me and I had one too, and we were kissing and — AHH!! UNHH!!!”

My sister climaxed in my bed. I was as excited as she was, and I could have masturbated too, but watching her and experiencing her intense arousal was just as satisfying.

It took her a long time to finish. She went on squirming and squealing beside me for another minute or two, her young naked body convulsing with each spasm until she was finally spent.

“Oh my god,” she panted. “Oh my god… Julie, I’m so wet. What time is it?”

She glanced at the clock. It was 1:45. Kate turned to me with a smile, “I know it’s really late, but, do you want to do it with me? Just once? Then I’ll go back to bed.”

I smiled at her and kissed her softly. ‘No, not tonight. I just like watching you. But you can do it again if you want.”

“I probably will, back in my own room.” She lifted her hand from her pussy and sucked on her fingers. “Mmm…”

That was arousing to me. The truth was that what I really wanted was not to masturbate with her, but to slide down between her legs and lick her. I wanted to lick my little sister’s wet pussy and make her come in my mouth.

“Do you want to taste me?” she asked.

I nodded, smiling. She put her hand down to her sex again and brought it back up to my mouth, laden with her sweet, sticky juices. I licked her fingers, then I whispered, “Rub it on me.”

“What?”

“Rub it on me. Rub it all over my face.”

“Really?”

“Yeah, I mean it. Rub it on my face.”

“Okay.” She propped herself up on an elbow and rubbed her pussy juice on my lips and on my cheeks, on my nose and my chin. She got a fresh supply and did it again, coating my face with the scent of her sex.

“Now kiss me,” I demanded, and she did. It was the closest I could come then to really having sex with her, maybe the closest I would ever come.

We kissed and she licked my lips, tasting herself.

“Oh, Julie,” she breathed when she pulled away. “I wish I could do that with Mommy. I wish I could taste her, um, you know, lick her fingers that way.”

“You could. I’ve done it. Just ask her next time.”

“Really? You’ve done that with her?”

“Uh-huh,” I nodded.

“Oh my god.” She kissed me once more. Then she said, “But you know what? Mommy said the next time she has someone here, a woman to have sex with? I can watch them too, with you, and I can, like, masturbate right in front of them if I want to.”

I smiled at her. “Oh, wow, that is so cool.”

“I know! I can’t wait!” Kate turned to looked at the clock again. “Man, it’s late. Okay, I need to go back to my own bed and let you sleep.”

But suddenly she hugged me tightly. “Oh, but Julie, I’m so excited! I don’t know if I’ll ever be able to fall asleep again!”

I giggled, holding her. “You can stay here if you want to. You can sleep with me. It’s kind of a tight fit, but I don’t mind having you close to me. And maybe that way you can go to sleep.”

“Really? Can I?”

“Sure.” I kissed her cheek. “But I want to be naked, like you.”

I sat up then, pulling my t-shirt over my head, and hurled it away, onto the floor. That made us both laugh.

After I laid back down, we nuzzled each other for a few minutes, kissing softly, feeling warm and affectionate, then she turned onto her other side and we spooned. I breathed in the scent of her hair, her skin, and her sex as I held her in my arms.

Just as I was about to drift off, I felt her arm moving. Her hand was going down between her legs. She was starting to masturbate again. I slid my hand down to cover hers, so I could feel the movements of her fingers on her pussy. It was almost like I was touching her myself.

That made me excited. I pulled my hand away and put it between my own legs. We were masturbating together, spooning. I kissed her neck, licking her there and softly biting.

“Oh, Julie…” she whispered.

Within minutes we were both on the verge of a climax. We were so close together, holding each other that way, our movements in synch, it seemed as if we had only one body between us. It was heavenly.

When we came, we had smooth, mellow, gliding orgasms. We were liquid beings, our skin and sweat and moist breath and orgasmic fluids blending. We came a second time, all in the same motion, not stopping. Then we let ourselves slowly cool down, still caressing, but softly, gently, then gradually less and less, until finally we fell asleep, wrapped in each other’s arms, our fingers still between our legs.

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