Juicy Secrets Forbidden Tales of Lesbian Love

By Naughty Mommy

Melissa kissed me softly, whispering, “You want me to pretend I’m your little sister, just 8 years old? And you’re going to take my clothes off?”

“Uh-huh,” I nodded.

“That’s so naughty,” she giggled. “I love it!”

“Goddamn, this is fucking hot!” My mom sat down in a chair next to us, quickly pulled off her black thong, and started masturbating.

“So, um, I’m gonna call you, um, I’ll call you Melanie, all right?”

“Melanie? That’s my name?” Melissa smiled. “Okay. And what’s your name?”

“I’ll just be Julie.” I grinned at her and then looked down at my mother. She was watching us closely, licking her lips as she rubbed her pussy.

I turned back to ‘Melanie’. “Okay, honey, let me take your pretty dress off now.”

Melissa’s babydoll dress was loose-fitting and easy to pull off over her head. But what surprised me was what I found underneath it. I’d already caught a glimpse of her white cotton little girl panties, and now I was happy to discover that she was wearing a matching white bralette as well, exactly the kind a girl of 8 or 9 years old might wear. The kind my sister Molly sometimes wore.

This was great. It worked perfectly with the game I wanted to play. “Look at this cute little bra,” I said to her. “Except you don’t even need to wear a bra yet. You’re too young to have any boobies.”

I placed my hands on her chest, over the bralette. In reality, Melissa did have breasts, of course, but not much. She was quite flat.

“I know I am,” said ‘Melanie’, “but I want to have them. I want to get big, like you.” She raised her hands to my breasts, feeling them. I heard my mother groaning behind us as she masturbated.

“Okay, now let’s take off your little bra, honey.” It was flimsy and elastic, without a hook, and slipped right off.

“What a pretty girl you are, my lovely little sister.” I ran my hands up and down her body, from her shoulders to her hips and back up to her tits. I fingered her nipples, which were hard and pointed. “You’re so pretty, I just have to kiss you.”

I leaned in and kissed her erect nipples, one at a time, not only kissing but licking them too, and even nibbling at them. Melissa — I mean ‘Melanie’ — sighed and petted my hair as she held my head to her chest. I loved the feel of her skin, her warmth and softness, her tender caress. I closed my eyes and inhaled the scent of her perfume as I licked her nipples, running my tongue all around them, feeling them stiffen even further.

Finally, I pulled back and looked up at her face. She smiled and bent down to kiss me. It seemed kind of weird that the girl playing the role of my baby sister was almost a foot taller than me, but oh well.

Before going on to the next step, I turned to my mother, who was sliding two fingers slowly in and out of her cunt as she watched our little game.

“Mommy, is it okay if, um… if I put my hand in her panties and feel her? Is that all right?”

“Yes, baby, it’s fine,” she answered in a husky voice. “I want to see you do that. I want you to touch her.”

Melissa’s eyes went wide. I hadn’t ever touched her quite that way before. She seemed eager for it now though.

I didn’t put my hand inside at first. Instead I started rubbing on the outside of her panties, sliding my fingers slowly down between her legs and then back up, feeling the shape of her labia, gently pressing in, sensing the heat and dampness within her cleft.

“I love your little undies, Melanie,” I whispered. “They’re so soft.”

“Thank you,” she breathed. She was trembling with excitement.

“Do you like it when I touch you this way? You don’t mind, do you?”

“No, I don’t mind. I like it. I, um… you’re my big sister, and I want you to touch me everywhere.”

“Oh fuck yes!” I heard my mom panting and moaning. It sounded like she was almost ready to come.

Now I did put my hand inside ‘Melanie’s’ panties. Her mound was smooth and bald, like a little girl’s. I eased my fingers down just a bit, reaching the skin over her clit. She inhaled sharply, whimpering, as I pressed in with my fingertips.

I turned again to look at my mother. She was sitting low in the chair, her face flushed and shiny with sweat, her fingers moving rapidly between her legs.

“Mommy, I’m touching her,” I said, “I’m touching my little sister’s pussy.”

I slid my fingers down further, letting them part the swollen labia, feeling inside, finding wetness, smooth and soft and hot.

“I’m touching her. I have my hand inside her tiny pussy. She’s very, very wet.”

“Fuck yeah FUCK!!” cried my mother as she reached her climax.

Melissa and I watched my mom for a moment as she came. I kept my hand inside the panties, inside her lips, sliding slowly up and down. I was so excited, so thrilled to finally be touching her that way, to be touching Melissa’s wet pussy. I turned to her, lifting my face to hers and we kissed. I moved my fingers faster.

I knew I was breaking the rules by touching her that way, but my mother knew exactly what I was doing and she’d made no objection. Just the opposite, in fact. She’d encouraged me, watched me, and now she was climaxing as a result. Maybe the rules were changing.

As we finished kissing, I began to draw my fingers out of Melissa’s undies, but she quickly put her hand over mine, on the outside of her panties, urging, “Don’t stop. Rub my clit. Make me come!”

She pressed my fingers tightly to her. I almost turned to my mom to ask permission, but then I decided not to bother. I kissed Melissa again, shoving my tongue inside her mouth, forgetting for the moment that she was ‘Melanie’ — now she was Melissa, my friend, a sexy 20-year-old girl, and I was rubbing her pussy.

I had an arm around her waist, pulling her close to me. I kissed her wetly, playing with her tongue, nibbling at her lips, sharing her hot breath as I rubbed her hard clit faster and faster. It took a few minutes, but then I could tell, as she held my wrist in her hand, guiding me, as her body began to shudder, and as she stopped breathing for a second, stopped kissing me and went rigid — I could tell I had her.

She exhaled suddenly, a gasp, a violent tremor, a sharp squeal, almost a scream. Melissa was having an orgasm under my touch! I’d done it!

Behind me in the chair, I heard my mother climaxing again, loudly. Apparently I was right about the rules having changed, in this instance anyway.

Melissa shuddered and trembled, her eyes tightly shut, her pale skin flushed red. “Ohh God!!” she groaned as another spasm jolted her slender body. When she was finally finished, she opened her eyes, smiling happily as she tried to regain her breath.

I gazed up at her, sliding my fingers between her pussy lips one more time, feeling how hot and wet she was. Then I drew my hand out of her panties and lifted it to my mouth, tasting her. We kissed and shared her sweet flavor.

After the kiss, I paused for a moment to look around the room.

During all the excitement with Melissa/Melanie, I’d lost track of what everyone else was doing — except for my mom, of course, who was masturbating beside us. Now I saw that the groupings had switched around again. Carla was still sitting in the chair with her legs spread wide, but now it was Casey licking her in place of Danni. Carla’s pussy was getting plenty of attention.

Danni was on the sofa with Kate. They were at opposite ends, their backs against the padded arms, both rubbing themselves as they looked at each other and at the pair of girls between them. Candy was seated in the middle, naked, her feet up on the sofa, her fingers holding her labia apart. Between her legs was Tracy, who was kneeling on the floor, eating Candy’s pussy. Tracy was still wearing her black fishnet stockings, but they were crotchless, as I mentioned, and she had a hand between her own legs, fingering herself.

A drop of sweat ran down my nose. It was warm in the room, since Mommy had turned up the thermostat before she left, but there was a sexual heat surrounding us as well, a carnal energy driving us and feeding us at the same time. I wasn’t the only one sweating. Our family room was filled with the heady aromas of feminine perspiration, perfume, and pussy juice.

I smiled, soaking it all in. Then I turned back to my mother. I had another naughty idea.

She was looking up at me, still breathing heavily after her last orgasm, her body covered in a sheen of sweat.

“Did you like seeing me touch my baby sister, Mommy? Did you like watching when I made her come that way?”

She nodded, licking her lips.

Looking into her eyes, I raised my hand to my mouth, licking the fingers. “Mmm, she tastes so good. Just a little 8-year-old girl, but her pussy tastes so good.”

My mother was starting to masturbate again as she listened to me.

“Look at these cute white panties,” I continued, “her little girl undies. I’m going to take them off her now, Mommy, so you can see your daughter’s baby pussy. Her smooth, hairless pussy.”

Standing behind Melissa, I slowly pulled the white cotton panties down. She was shaved bald, of course, and I saw my mother’s eyes widen as Melissa’s mound came into view. My mom had seen her naked before, she’d eaten that pussy, but now I was making her believe it was the vulva of an 8-year-old child in front of her.

When Melissa was naked, I eased her forward, helping her straddle the chair my mother was in, stretching her long legs over the arms of the chair and under my mother’s arms, sliding in closer and closer until her crotch was no more than two inches from her face.

“Look at her, Mommy, look at your little girl.” I put my hand on Melissa’s labia, using my fingers to slowly spread her lips. “Look at her pretty pussy. Look how wet she is.”

I slid my fingers down between her labia, into her moist slit, down to her vagina. I stretched it open. “Look inside her, Mommy. Look how pink and hot and ready this little girl is. She wants you to lick her, Mommy. Your youngest daughter needs to feel your tongue inside her. Molly wants you to lick her, Mommy. She wants to come in your mouth.”

“Oh god…” my mom was shivering with lust, her eyes wide as she stared at the open cunt in front of her.

I put my hand behind my mother’s head, bringing her toward Melissa. “Lick her, Mommy. This is Molly. This is her sweet little girl pussy. Lick her and make her come!”

That was all the encouragement she needed. I heard her sigh, “Molly,” and then her mouth was on Melissa’s cunt, eagerly licking and sucking and moaning and swallowing.

“Oh, yes, yes…” Melissa breathed. She was definitely into the game, “Yes, please lick me! Lick me, Mommy, lick my little girl pussy! It feels so good!”

I had one hand behind my mom’s head and the other on Melissa’s bottom, pulling the two of them together. But then I felt something, another hand, a warm hand reaching between my legs, caressing me, sliding slowly up my thigh, touching my sex.

It was my mom. She was fondling my pussy while she continued eating Melissa. I moved my hand from behind her head and gripped her wrist, guiding her, helping her find the opening of my vagina. Would she do it? Yes, she did! She inserted a fingertip into my opening and started easing it inside, a little further, and then a little further.

My other hand was on my clit now, rubbing myself. My eyes were closed. I wanted to keep watching my mom lick Melissa, but even more, I wanted to feel her finger sliding up inside my wet vagina. I couldn’t believe. My mommy had her finger in my pussy, she was moving it in and out, she was actually doing it. My mother was fucking me with her finger!!

As you might guess, I came very quickly that way. I rubbed my little clit, my eyes tightly closed, my mommy’s finger pressing up inside my cunt. I had one perfect orgasm, but I didn’t stop then, and neither did she. I kept rubbing myself and she pushed her finger in even deeper, probing inside me, reaching, touching, until I came a second time, almost explosively — crying out, sobbing with passion, feeling hot wetness ooze out of my pussy, dripping onto her hand.

I was actually leaning against Melissa as I climaxed. She had an arm around me, supporting me. I’m not sure I could have remained standing otherwise. And just as I began to recover, when I was able to open my eyes again, Melissa started to come in my mother’s mouth.

There were many, many more orgasms that night, in almost any combination you can imagine. As I stated in my sexual diary the next day, “the women all had sex with each other.” I had to finally summarize it that way, because it would have been impossible for me or anyone else to keep tabs on what everyone was doing all the time.

Among the highlights were when Tracy decided to take off her fishnet stockings and also take off the remaining underthings Carla was wearing, and then mounted the brunette on the loveseat, placing their cunts together in a scissors position and fucking her energetically until Carla climaxed beneath her at least twice. Then Tracy climbed up on Carla’s face and held her head in her hands and shoved her pussy into her mouth, staring down at her as she rocked her pelvis back and forth, rubbing her clit against the woman’s lips and tongue faster and faster before coming all over her. I remember watching them, standing close, fingering my own pussy and timing my climax to match with Tracy’s.

Some time after that, there was a four-way ‘daisy chain’ (I later learned that’s what it was called) in the middle of the floor, with my mom licking Candy, and Candy licking Danni, and Danni licking Casey, and Casey licking my mom. Kate and I were kneeling beside them, masturbating as we watched. I don’t know what Tracy and Melissa and Carla were doing then, maybe having sex with each other or possibly taking a break, who knows.

A still greater highlight, near the end of the evening, was when Mommy got the two sisters together and sat them on the sofa and told them we all wanted to see them kiss and touch each other. They were happy to oblige. It turned out this wasn’t the first time for them. They grinned and told us that they’d been having sex for more than four years, since they were 14 and 16.

But even though it wasn’t new for them, it certainly was new for me, watching two hot sisters put their arms around each other, kissing and caressing their naked bodies. Of course, Kate and I had already done similar things together, but it was different seeing another pair of sisters. Different and very arousing.

Everyone gathered close to watch.

When they got in a ‘69’ position, with Candy underneath and Casey on top, when I saw Casey using her fingers to open her younger sister’s pussy lips, and then when she started licking her clit, I totally lost control. I had an orgasm right then. I ended up plopping down on the coffee table, facing the sofa, my legs clenched together around my hands, trying desperately to keep my eyes open, to keep watching them. My mom sat next to me, pulling me close, stroking my back as she whispered in my ear, “You like that, honey? You like watching a pretty girl lick her sister?”

Within a few minutes, Casey and Candy both came, and I had another orgasm too. Most of the other women and girls did as well, including Kate. It was fitting ‘climax’, ha-ha, to an amazing night.

The clock on the mantel struck 1:30 AM. The room got sort of quiet, for the first time in a while. Nothing but a lot of heavy breathing. I closed my eyes and inhaled slowly and deeply, savoring the pungent fragrance of lesbian sex all around me.

My mother stood, stretching languorously. I looked up at her, marveling once more, as I so often did, at what a beautiful womanly body she had. “Well…” she began, apparently suggesting it was time for the evening to end.

“Yeah, I guess it is pretty late,” Melissa nodded, getting up from where she’d been seated beside me on the floor. She bent and kissed the top of my head. “These girls probably need to get some sleep.”

But Kate had other plans. “Um, Mommy?”

“Yes, honey?”

My sister was standing behind the sofa, between Tracy and Carla. Grinning at our mother, she said, “I want to do something before they go.”

“And what’s that, precious?”

“Well, you know how sometimes you let me and Julie give your pussy a goodnight kiss before we go to bed?”

I heard a few murmurs of surprise and perhaps appreciation from around the room.

“So, what I want,” Kate went on, “is to, like, give everybody here a goodnight kiss too. The same way.”

“Oh, you do?” Mommy may have been surprised, but she certainly didn’t look upset. She leered, “You want to give all their pussies a goodnight kiss?”

Kate nodded, “Uh-huh.”

“All right.” Then she looked down at me. “Julie, do you want to do that too?”

“Sure!”

“Fine. Let’s have you sit on the sofa next to your sister.” My mom helped Candy and Casey get up and then she sat me and Kate side by side. “Okay, now who would like to go first?”

“I would!” called Danni, raising her hand.

She came quickly toward us, rubbing her pussy the whole way. By the time she was positioned in front of Kate it was obvious that she was already on the verge of yet another orgasm.

“Ooh, yes, that might be even better,” said our mother, as she looked around at the naked women in the room. “If you don’t mind, and if you think you can do it, how about if everyone lines up and we’ll all start masturbating, and right after we come we’ll let each of the girls give our pussies a goodnight kiss. Okay?”

And so they did. Wow, what a great idea my little sister had!

They got in a line, with Danni leading off, then Tracy, then Melissa, then the sisters, Casey and Candy, then Carla and finally our mom. One by one, they stood in front of us, rubbing themselves until they were ready to come. As soon as they did, usually while they were still in the middle of their orgasms, they grabbed our faces, Kate’s first and then mine, pulling us against them so we could kiss their wet pussies. It was so awesome.

By the time we were not even halfway done, after I’d kissed Melissa’s heated vulva, using my tongue so I could taste her a little, I was totally ready to have an orgasm myself. I was rubbing my clit and as Casey pulled my face against her wet pussy lips, I climaxed. I kept rubbing myself and when Candy came and had my sister kiss her and then me, I came again. I was in a frenzy. Usually I couldn’t climax that many times in a row, but there was no stopping me on this incredible night.

Our mother was the last in line. As all the other women and girls gathered close around to watch, many of them masturbating again, or still masturbating, Mommy took her position in front of us. She didn’t rub herself right away, though. I’m sure she had been doing that while the others were having us kiss their pussies, and maybe she’d come a few times too, but now she just used her fingers to spread her pussy lips apart, letting us gaze into her pink center.

“Look at your mommy’s pussy, your mommy’s vagina. Look at me, girls. Look at your mommy. I’m gonna come now, I’m gonna make myself come, and then I want you to kiss me, kiss my pussy, kiss your mommy’s fucking cunt!”

“Oh God! Fuck!!” Danni was coming again as she listened to this.

“So fucking fucking hot!” Tracy was right on the edge too.

I could hear moans and sighs and gasps and wet slippery sounds all around me, but I didn’t take my eyes from my mother’s pussy. She began rubbing her clit and it didn’t take long at all. Within a few seconds, she was ready. She started climaxing.

“Mommy! Mommy! I’m co— UNH!” That was Kate, next to me, coming at the same time as our mom.

I was rubbing myself too, but I managed to wait, to hold on a moment longer, to watch as my mother pulled my little sister’s mouth against her sex and held it there while she climaxed — but then she quickly grabbed me too, pulling me in, pulling us in together, our cheeks side my side, our mouths almost joined, our faces getting soaked with our wonderful mommy’s pussy juice as she climaxed for us, climaxed on us.

And I came as well. I came for the last time that night as my mother held my head, pressing me tightly to her. It seemed to go on and on, my orgasm and hers, but finally it was all over. She shuddered one last time and then let us go, stumbling backwards, almost in a faint. Carla was behind her, though, and caught her, holding her and gently easing her into a chair.

Melissa sat down next to me, hugging me and kissing me. Tracy and Danni joined Kate, hugging and kissing her the same way. Soon Candy and Casey were there too, squeezing in beside us or on top of us on the sofa, and we all shared a happy round of warm kisses and hugs along with lots of laughter.

It was right then that I saw something, or thought I saw it anyway, out of the corner of my eye.

Up above, on the second floor, where the open railing ended and the enclosed part of the hall began, it seemed for just a moment that I could see a little face peeking around the edge of the wall, looking down at us. My sister’s face, Molly’s. Was it really her, though? Or did I only imagine it? I’m still not sure, and I’ve never asked her.

Soon after that, everyone started getting dressed again, although not necessarily all the way. I noticed some bras and panties just being shoved into purses or pockets. Kate and I stayed naked, as did our mom, and we went to the door with them that way, saying goodnight, giving and receiving a few more kisses, and then we were alone.

Mommy hugged us both, saying we would leave the cleanup until next morning, and we went upstairs to bed. I fell almost immediately to sleep, completely exhausted after who knows how many orgasms. What a night!

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