Juicy Secrets Forbidden Tales of Lesbian Love

By Naughty Mommy

I had so much to think about now, and so much to anticipate. My mind was constantly filled with thoughts of girls and sex.

At school, I would find myself drifting into fantasy when I was supposed to be listening to the teachers. While they droned on about history or composition — subjects I usually enjoyed — I was forever stealing glances at the cute young students around me, imagining them naked, showing me their little titties and pussies, touching themselves, inviting me to make love with them.

At home, whenever I was near my mother or my sister Kate, and now even Molly, I looked at them and pictured us having sex together. Not just talking about it, but actually doing it. And of course that led to more and more self-pleasuring. I often masturbated as soon I woke up in the morning, sometimes in my room after I got home in the afternoon, and always before falling asleep at night. I started wondering if my pussy would ever run out of juice, I was so wet all the time. But it never did.

It was the final week before Christmas break, and my sisters and I were taking a lot of midyear tests at school. Our mom worked with each of us every night (though with me less than the others), making sure we kept studying hard and would do the very best we could on those tests. She made us have lights out even earlier than usual that week so we’d be fully rested for school.

My mother understood, of course, that Kate and I were extremely excited about the decision she’d reached to let Kate join us in playing our little ‘game’. She wouldn’t let the two of us forget the promise we’d made to put schoolwork first but she also hinted that the sexy reward for all our efforts could be coming very soon.

When Friday arrived and the week was finally over, Mommy announced that she was taking the whole family out to dinner to celebrate. She came home early from work that day and took a shower before putting on a gorgeous dark green dress. Strapless and kind of glittery, it came to just above her knees. She wore black nylons and heels and looked sensational.

She’d made a reservation at a nice seafood restaurant near the waterfront. This was the same place Kate and I had been to with her a few weeks earlier, and it turned out we had the same server as before, too, the pretty brunette named Rita. I wondered if that was an accident or if it had been planned that way.

Rita was extra-attentive to our table once again, often stopping to chat with us or to refill our mother’s wine glass while letting her hand rest on her bare shoulder. Kate and I shared a few glances, both hoping that something might develop between the two of them — something we could watch and enjoy.

After we’d finished our main courses and the plates had been cleared away and while we were waiting for our desserts to arrive, Mommy got up and left the table for several minutes. When she returned, her face was glowing, her smile radiant. She gave what I thought was a significant look to both me and Kate as she sat down.

Rita soon brought the desserts. After she served them, she seemed to linger and I could feel her gaze upon me, as if she were studying me. I glanced up from my cherry tart and noticed that the young woman was looking at Kate the same way, as though appraising her. She seemed to like what she was seeing. Her hard nipples were clearly evident through her tight-fitting top.

On the way home, Kate and I sat in the back seat of the car. Usually I would sit in the front with Mommy since I was the oldest, with my sisters in the back. But tonight Kate decided to arrange things this way, putting Molly in front. That was fine with me. We held hands as we drove through the dark. Her fingers played with mine, sensually, getting me very excited.

It was time for Molly to go to bed when we got home. Our mother went up to her room with her, but Kate held me back, keeping me downstairs. She wanted to talk.

“Did you see that? Did you see the way she was looking at us?” She meant Rita, of course. “And the way she kept on touching Mommy all the time?”

“Yeah, I did,” I nodded, grinning.

“Do you think, I mean, that maybe, like, they’ll do something? And maybe we can watch them?”

“Maybe. I hope so.”

“Me too. God, I hope so.” My sister couldn’t keep still. She was bouncing on her toes. “I’m gonna ask Mommy.”

I chuckled, “You can, I guess, although she might not tell you. Sometimes she likes to make it a surprise.”

“Okay, but I don’t care, I’m gonna ask her anyway.”

Just then, Molly’s bedroom door opened and our mom came out. She looked down at us, gave us a smile and blew us a kiss, then went toward her own room.

“Come on!” Kate grabbed my hand, racing up the stairs and dragging me behind her.

Our mother’s door was open. She was standing in front of her vanity, her back to us, taking off her earrings and putting them away. I admired her legs, the way her high heels accentuated their length and beautiful form.

“Mommy?” asked Kate.

“Yes, darling?”

“Um, Julie wants to ask you something.”

What?! That wasn’t like Kate to avoid asking anyone a direct question. All this excitement must really have thrown her for a loop, I thought.

Closing her jewelry case, Mommy sat on the bed. She slipped off her shoes and then reached under her dress, raising one long leg and slowly peeling down her thigh-high black stockings. It was incredibly seductive and made me think of an old movie I’d seen one time.

Kate squeezed my hand, urging me to ask what she wanted to find out.

“Um,” I stammered, “so, um, thanks for taking us out to dinner, Mom. It was really nice.”

“You’re welcome, sweetheart. You girls deserve it after all your hard work this week.”

She’d finished removing her nylons. She stood and unzipped the dark green dress, stepping out of it. Underneath she was wearing a black strapless bra and matching black panties. “What did you want to ask?”

“Well, um, Kate wants to know if you like Rita.”

My sister blushed and giggled.

Mommy turned to us, smiling, her hands on her hips. “You wanted to know if I like Rita?”

“Um, yeah,” I said.

My mom went to Kate, putting her hand under her chin, lifting her face to look at her.

“Is that what you were thinking about at dinner, little one?” she asked softly. “Were you looking at Rita and at me and thinking naughty thoughts about us?”

Kate just nodded, her eyes wide. It was unusual to see her at a loss for words.

As I watched, my mother brought her lips to meet my sister’s. They kissed.

They kissed once, and then they kissed again. The second time, my mom wrapped her arms around Kate and closed her eyes. Their lips parted and they kissed each other deeply, using their tongues.

I felt myself getting wet as I stared at them. God, it was so unbelievably hot. I knew they had kissed like that before, but this was the first time I’d seen it in person, and it drove me wild with lust.

When they finished the long kiss, my mother slowly pulled away. A strand of saliva glistened briefly between their mouths before it broke. My little sister was trembling. I had to remember that she was only 10 years old, and this was all very new to her.

“Would you like to see me with Rita?” Mommy whispered to Kate. “Do you want to watch me with her? Watch me take off her clothes and kiss her the way I just kissed you?”

“Yeah…” Kate murmured.

Taking my sister’s face in her hands, Mommy kissed her again, but this time with her mouth closed. Her lips smacked loudly as she finished. “Mmm, you’re so sweet, so delicious.”

She turned to me, reaching out to take my hand. “Julie, baby, come here.”

She drew me in until we were in a three-person hug. She smiled and then kissed me too, wetly and warmly. I could hear Kate sighing as she watched us.

When Mommy finished the kiss, she looked down at my mouth. She extended her tongue and gently ran the tip of it around my open lips. I almost climaxed right then and there it was so erotic.

She smiled at me again and then hugged us both tightly at the same time.

“Yes, my loves,” she told us. “Tomorrow night, I’m meeting Rita after she gets off work at 10:00. We’ll go out for a while, and then if all goes as planned, I’ll bring her back here. Does that sound like fun?”

“Yeah,” we nodded eagerly.

“Good.” She patted us each on the bottom. “Now, you two little sex kittens need to go to bed. It’s getting late and we have a lot of work to do tomorrow. Your grandparents will be here on Sunday, and I want to get the house and the yard all cleaned up for them.”

“Oh, Mommy, do we have to go to bed?” Kate complained.

“Yes, you do.” She kissed us each once again and then shooed us out her door.

But we didn’t go to bed right away. Or at least we didn’t go to sleep.

My sister and I each went to our own rooms. Then, a few minutes later, my door opened a crack and Kate slipped inside. She was wearing the pink and white bra and panties that I liked so much.

I was in a big t-shirt but with no undies on. I’d finished brushing my teeth and was about to get in bed when she came in.

She closed the door quietly and stood with her back against it. I could see her chest rising and falling. Her breath was coming fast, her cute face alive with excitement.

“Oh my god, Julie, it’s really gonna happen,” Kate said.

“It looks like it.” I sat on the bed, gazing at her and smiling.

She rushed over and sat beside me, taking my hands in hers. “What do you think it’ll be like? Who do you think it’ll be? Will it be Rita?”

“Well, of course,” I chuckled. “That’s what she said.”

“I know, but you also said she likes to make it a surprise. So maybe it’ll be someone else. D’ya think?”

I couldn’t help but laugh out loud. “No, I don’t think it will be anyone else. At least not right away.”

Kate stood and paced, rubbing her hands together, “Omigod, omigod, omigod…”

I smiled at her and then shivered a little. It was chilly again in my room. I slipped under the covers, beckoning to her. “Katie, get in bed with me.”

She stopped her pacing and looked at me for a moment. “Okay. But, um…” Pointing to her panties and bra, she asked, “Do you like me in these?”

“Yeah, of course I do. You look so pretty in them.”

She grinned, “I wore them just for you.”

The way my sister said that made my pussy tingle. I reached beneath the sheets and caressed myself. I wanted to have an orgasm with her.

Kate climbed into bed with me, still wearing the bra and panties. She snuggled up close, and I felt her shivering the same way I was. Her little toes were very cold.

I hugged her and kissed her. Then I asked, “Did you have those on at dinner? What you’re wearing now?”

“Uh-uh. I just changed into them now. For you.”

I hugged her again and we kissed deeply, opening our mouths, letting our tongues explore. She slipped her hands under my shirt, stroking my back. Her fingers were cold, and her touch made my nipples even harder than they already were.

When we finished the kiss, she asked, “Julie? Um, what’s it like?”

“What’s what like?”

“When you do that thing with Mommy, where she brings someone home and you watch. Tell me how it goes, what happens.”

“Okay. Um, well, let’s see… it’s usually pretty late at night, of course, and sometimes I’ve already fallen asleep by then. But whenever Mommy gets home, when I hear her car drive up, I always wake up for some reason. And then I’ll listen when she comes in to see if I hear any other voices. If I do, then usually I’ll get out of bed and go look out my door to find out who it is.”

Kate squirmed. “This is exciting!”

“Yeah, it is,” I grinned. “It’s definitely like a game, in a way. With certain rules.”

“What do you mean?”

“Well, you know, like what Mommy told us at dinner last week. About no touching and stuff. That’s her biggest rule.”

“Okay. But what else happens?”

“Uh, sometimes we’ll do it differently, where she lets me go down and sit in the family room and watch. But most of the time, it’s from up here. I go out and stand at the railing and look down. The ladies, or the girls, that she brings home, they really seem to like looking at me. You know, how I take off my clothes for them and touch myself and everything.”

“Wow, that’s like, I don’t know, like you’re putting on a show or something.”

I giggled, “Yeah, it kind of is. It’s fun.”

“What’s it like when you get to go downstairs and watch? That sounds awesome.”

“It is. I mean, it’s different in a way. More intense. Because sometimes she lets the girls get really close to me and I get to watch while they’re doing all that stuff.”

“God,” Kate breathed, “I can’t wait.”

She shifted around a little, presumably sliding a hand down to touch herself.

I moved closer to her. I laid my hand on her cheek, softly caressing her. I looked into her beautiful brown eyes and then down at her mouth, at her moist lips. My sister’s breath was warm on my face. She closed her eyes for a moment, wincing slightly, and I could tell she was masturbating. I loved looking at her that way, seeing her expressions as she stimulated herself.

“I want to watch you come,” I whispered. “I want to watch your face when you come, Katie. And then after you come, I want you to watch me, watch my face, while I give myself an orgasm.”

“God, Julie…”

I kissed her mouth, very tenderly. Then I did that thing my mom had done, where I extended my tongue and ran just the tip of it around the edge of Kate’s lips. When I did that, she whimpered in response. I could sense her hand moving faster between her legs.

“Do that again,” she begged. “It gets me so hot.”

I smiled to myself and licked the edge of her lips again, letting my tongue tease a little inside her mouth. Then, trying something new, I took her lower lip between my lips and sucked on it, nibbling on it. She whimpered again. A shudder passed through her body and I could tell she was getting close.

“I want to watch your face when you come, Katie,” I whispered. “I want to see you come in my bed.”

“You…want to…watch me?” she panted. Her eyes were closed and her breath was coming fast.

“Yeah, I do.”

I kissed her again, another long wet kiss, and I put my hand on her breast, over the top of her pretty bra. As I squeezed her tiny tit, suddenly she opened her eyes and stared at me. Her body shook a couple of times and she managed to squeak out, “Julie, I’m c—— UNH!!”

I loved watching her face that way. It was so amazing to see this cute young girl, a 10-year-old child, bringing herself to orgasm, and then watch as the climactic pleasure was reflected on her face.

Kate was my sister, and we had always been close. Even outside of bed and being sexual together, we genuinely liked each other and got along well, most of the time anyway. But it added so much to our relationship now that we could share our deepest and most intimate moments.

When she finished, she smiled at me and giggled. Then she raised her hand from her pussy and let me suck on her fingers while we kissed and giggled some more.

After that it was my turn. She asked me to remove my shirt, which I did, and then I turned onto my back and started touching myself. It was easier for me to come on my back than on my side for some reason. I had to shut my eyes too, and concentrate on the sensations my fingers were giving me so I could get close.

Kate cuddled up next to me and watched my face. I think she might have preferred to get down between my legs and look at my pussy while I masturbated, the way she had the previous weekend and said she really enjoyed, but I’d asked her to watch my face this time, and so she did. She kissed me a few times, and she may have been gently rubbing herself too, but mostly she just stayed right beside me and looked at my face. I loved knowing that she was there, being with me, as I pleasured myself.

When I came, it was long and slow and warm and flowing. It’s funny how every orgasm is a little bit different. Sometimes, for me anyhow, a climax can be sort of quick and explosive, almost like an bomb going off, and at other times it can be more like a series of huge waves gradually rising and falling inside. Maybe it’s not that way for everyone, but that’s how it works for me.

My sister waited until the last wave had receded and I was quiet. Then she slid on top of me, putting her arms around me and kissing me. She was still wearing the pink and white panties and bra. I opened my legs and she nestled her little body in between my thighs. We held each other and kissed for a long time. She loves kissing me and I love kissing her. Oh my god, how I love kissing her.

Kate’s mouth is so nice. Her lips are not as full as my mom’s or as Molly’s (which I’ll tell you about later), but she’s amazingly good at using her lips and her tongue together to caress my mouth and make me feel so blissfully happy. I could kiss her forever.

Around midnight, we agreed that it was time for us to say goodnight and get some sleep. We knew we had a busy day ahead of us on Saturday, getting everything prepared for our grandparents who would be visiting for Christmas, and we also had a sexy adventure with Rita to look forward to when night came. Kate went back to her own bed and I turned on my side and drifted off, dreaming about little girls, lots of little girls, taking off their clothes and playing with me.

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