Juicy Secrets Forbidden Tales of Lesbian Love

By Naughty Mommy

There was another interlude, a brief period of rest, with soft breathing and a few gentle caresses. It was getting late, but there was one more thing I wanted to see that night, something I just had to see.

Molly and I were lying side by side. Next to Molly was Mommy, and on the other side of Mommy was Kate. We were all naked, and all lying crosswise on Mommy’s king-size bed.

I sat up, looking at the scene.

My mother was then 32 years old, and still a beautiful woman, 5’8” tall, about 130 pounds, with lovely round breasts, a trim waist, and long gorgeous legs. Kate was 10 years old, almost 11. She was as tall as I was, about 5’2”, but her body was thin and lean and strong compared to mine, which was softer and a bit more womanly. Molly, of course, was still just a little girl, only 8 years old, with a completely flat chest and no pubic hair at all. Kate and I each had started growing a small amount of pussy hair, although I had been shaving mine for a few weeks by then. She and I had the beginning of boobs too, but mine were cone-shaped with puffy pink nipples, while Kate’s boobs had a more rounded shape and her nipples were small and dark like little buttons.

So there I was, a 12-year-old girl on her mother’s bed, naked with her mom and her sisters. We had just finished having sex with each other. Well, not quite finished, because I still wanted more.

“Okay, Molly,” I said, “so, you licked Katie’s pussy, and then you licked my pussy. And you did really good. Did you like doing that?”

“Yeah, I did,” she nodded, pushing herself up onto her elbows, sporting a happy grin.

“All right, but that means there’s one more pussy you haven’t tasted yet.”

Her eyes immediately went to our mother’s crotch.

Mommy was lying with her hands behind her head, her feet crossed at the ankles. She was looking at me as I spoke. When I suggested that Molly should lick her next, Mommy uncrossed her legs and spread them apart. She didn’t say anything, but she didn’t have to. The invitation was clear.

We all shifted around on the bed. After Kate got a couple of pillows to put behind Mommy’s head so she would easily be able to see what was happening, she went down to join Molly between our mother’s legs. This time she would be the one giving advice to our little sister on performing oral sex. I was sitting next my mom, holding her hand.

As Molly leaned in to give Mommy’s pussy a soft kiss, the first time her little mouth had ever touched her mother’s sex, I took a deep breath and slowly let it out. My heart was pounding. This was so amazing! It felt like what we had been working toward all along, for nearly two years now, since I first saw my mom having sex with another girl.

It had taken a long time, but eventually my mother had sex with me, then with Kate, and now with Molly. All four of us were united in sapphic pleasure, at last. This night was the fulfillment of some of my hottest dreams and fantasies — to see my little baby sister licking my mom’s pussy. It was almost as exciting as the first time my mother ever licked me.

Mommy squeezed my hand as we watched Molly kissing her vulva. Then Kate helped Molly slowly spread Mommy’s pussy lips apart. Molly’s eyes went wide as she gazed inside her mother’s cunt. I saw her take a sharp breath. She licked her lips. Then she extended her tongue, put her mouth over Mommy’s clit, and began licking her.

“Oh my god,” my mom shuddered, closing her eyes, her grip on my hand even tighter. I bent down to give her a kiss.

She kissed me, and it was so tender and warm and wonderful. I thought she might get kind of wild and carried away then, like she did sometimes, but this was almost the opposite. It was as if Molly’s mouth on her pussy was soothing to my mom, comforting in a way. Her kiss was passionate and certainly full of desire, but also languid and soft. Her tongue played with mine in a slow, smooth rhythm, like the touch of a relaxing massage. I had my hand on her breast, and she covered my hand with hers, lightly squeezing.

Molly licked our mother’s pussy and I kissed my mom. This seemed to go on for a very long time. I don’t know long it really was, and it doesn’t matter, of course. I was completely content in what we were doing at that moment. I loved my mother with all my being, and I couldn’t think of anything more delicious than to be kissing her while my little sister, her youngest daughter, licked and sucked her clit.

When our long, gentle kiss finally came to an end, I lifted my face and saw that Kate had moved on the bed. She had her face between Molly’s legs now. She was licking her. Kate was lying with her feet toward me. I put my hand on her leg, stroking her smooth calf, the back of her knee, her slender thigh. She spread her legs for me, exposing her crotch. I could see how juicy she was. I sat up and reached out, touching her, slipping my fingers between her pussy lips, feeling her warm slippery wetness inside.

“I want to lick you,” Mommy said, “I want to lick you.”

She was tugging at my leg, trying to get me to turn and open myself to her. She wanted to lick my pussy. I was very happy to let her do that.

I shifted onto my side, laying one leg over my mother’s face, putting my sex right over her mouth. I pulled Katie closer to me at the same time, so that as I reclined I could lick her too.

And then we had achieved it, a beautiful incestuous daisy chain — I was eating Kate’s pussy, she was eating Molly’s, Molly was licking our mother, and Mommy was licking me!

It was divine, the ultimate.

My senses were filled with alluring sights and sounds and smells and tastes and the wonderful feel of soft feminine skin on soft feminine skin. In front of me was my sister’s cunt, so tempting and desirable. Around me, I could hear aroused moans and wet slurping sounds. The air in the bedroom was warm and comforting, suffused with the humid musky scent of pussy juice.

None of us was in a hurry. It was as though we were enjoying a perfect meal, and we wanted it to last. We took our time, licking and tasting and gently fingering, feeling the same exquisite pleasure between our legs that we had the great pleasure of giving.

We couldn’t wait forever, though. Our mother was the first to reach climax. I heard her starting to pant and groan. She whispered, “Molly, Molly, oh god, I’m — AAHH!!”

As Mommy came, she pressed her finger deep inside my cunt, deeper than it had ever been before. She found my g-spot, and at the same time her thumb was rubbing my clit, and of course I was hearing her climax in Molly’s mouth, and all of that together made me come.

I wanted to keep licking Kate, but I couldn’t. I gasped and shut my eyes and felt a series of tremendous spasms in my center, an explosion of liquid heat. “God!!” I cried.

Once I was back in control of myself, I quickly went to work on Kate’s pussy. Any sense of timelessness was long gone. I felt a fierce urgency now. I couldn’t wait to give my sister an orgasm, just as good if not better than mine!

I put my mouth over her clit and sucked. I shoved my finger up inside her, pressing it in as far as it would go. I pulled it out and plunged it in again, fucking her hard and fast. I sucked at her clit, licking it with the tip of my tongue, nibbling at it with my lips. I fucked her even faster, hearing my hand slap against her vulva.

With all the effort I was giving, it didn’t take Kate long at all. Soon she was squirming under me, gasping and squealing, “Julieeeeee!!” I felt the walls of her little vagina clamp down around my finger, felt the warm flow of her pussy juice dribbling into my hand.

I continued sucking her clit, kept fucking her with my finger, wanting to make her come and come, forever and ever. I loved my sister so much, and I loved giving her sexual pleasure. I still do!

But eventually she’d had enough. She put a hand down between her legs, covering herself, stopping me. She was trembling all over, jerking from time to time with a leftover spasm. I got up on my elbows and tried to smile at Kate. But she wasn’t looking at me. Her eyes were tightly closed. She was breathing hard, still completely overcome with the power of her climax.

I scooted up next to Kate, between Molly’s legs. It was her turn now. Mommy had come, I had come, and Katie had, but Molly hadn’t yet.

My baby sister looked down at me, grinning, curly blonde hair framing her face.

“I’m going to eat you, Molly. I’m going to eat your little pussy and make you come in my mouth.”

“Okay,” she nodded. She was just so adorable, so innocent and willing and agreeable. So cute!

I parted her puffy labia with my fingers, looking inside her, seeing how wet she was — both from Kate’s licking and from her own secretions — and as I lowered my mouth to begin sucking her clit, I thought about my sister Molly.

I tasted Molly’s pussy, and I thought about her, how much of a little girl she was, how much she loved playing with dolls, going on horseback rides, giggling with her friends. She was still a child, a little girl, but like other little girls I knew, she not only liked girly things, she also liked sex. Lesbian sex.

I sucked my baby sister’s clit, loving how she tasted, and I also let my fingers tease around the opening to her immature vagina, pressing just a little way inside, probing, finding her hymen and pushing against it, but not going all the way in. If anyone was going to take her virginity, I reasoned, our mother should be the one to do that.

Looking up at her face, I saw that her eyes were closed, her pink lips parted. She was breathing fast. And then I saw my mom, bending down to kiss her. Molly put her arms around Mommy’s neck, pulling her close. They kissed warmly and wetly as I continued licking and sucking her clit. Mommy had her hand on Molly’s chest, fingering her little nipples. God, it was so hot. We were really having sex, all of us together, going all the way. Finally!

It only took another few minutes, and then Molly was coming in my mouth. It was her third orgasm of the night, the third orgasm of her young life. Oh, I was in heaven. The total fulfillment of all I had ever wanted. I crawled up on top of Molly, lying on her, kissing her. Kate joined us. We kissed each other, we kissed our mom, and she kissed us. We were, and are, a happy loving lesbian family.

After that, we turned out the light. It was very late and we were all worn out. We snuggled up together, Molly on one side of our mother and me on the other side, each of us holding one of her breasts. Kate was next to me, her arms around me, spooning.

I was very glad that Mommy let us stay in her bed with her. I always loved sleeping with her that way, especially after a nice long session of hot sex.

I thought I would fall asleep right away that night, but I didn’t. I soon heard Kate’s soft snores behind me, and I when I raised my head I could see in the dim light that Molly was already in slumberland too.

“Hey, snookums,” my mother whispered. She was smiling at me.

“Hi,” I whispered back. I brought my lips to hers and we gently kissed.

She spoke very softly. “Thank you for doing that with Molly tonight. For finally making it happen. I’m so happy.” She kissed me a second time.

“I’m happy too, Mommy, very happy.” I kissed her again, and this kiss lasted a little longer. My mouth lingered on hers. I felt her tongue lightly caressing my lips, and then her hand reaching between my legs. I raised my knee a little, letting her find my pussy. She gently rubbed my clit. I sighed in pleasure.

“I love you, Julie,” she whispered. “I love you so much.”

“Mommy…” I breathed, kissing her, my hand sliding from her breast down across her belly until I reached her mound. She parted her legs, and I felt the moist warmth of her sex. I never tired of touching her.

We kissed. We whispered. We tenderly masturbated each other. We had orgasms, but they were quiet and private, almost imperceptible, a silent secret shared only between ourselves. We came together as we kissed. I was so thrilled, so very much in love. I felt tears in my eyes as I finished coming with her that way.

“Oh, Mommy,” I sighed. She brought her fingers to my lips, and I caressed her lips with my fingers. We kissed one more time, then finally drifted off to sleep.

* * *

When I awoke, there was a girl in my arms. It was my sister Molly. She was awake, gazing up at me as if she’d been waiting.

“G’morning,” she grinned.

“Hi, honey.” I leaned down and gave her a kiss. “Did you sleep well?”

“Yeah, I did,” she nodded.

And then, without saying another word, she lowered her face to my breast, taking my nipple into her mouth. She began sucking and instantly I was totally turned on. God, what that girl can do to me!

I put a hand between my legs and started masturbating. I realized then that Mommy wasn’t in bed with us. I could see that the light was on in her bathroom, so she must have been in there. Kate was on the other side of me, turned away, apparently still sleeping.

Molly sucked my nipple and I rubbed my clit. Soon my mother came back in from the bathroom. She was naked. She smiled when she saw what we were doing, and sat on the bed beside us, watching. She took her breasts in her hands, playing with the nipples.

I was already getting close. Molly’s mouth on my breast was so arousing, it was almost like she was sucking on my clit. It drove me wild!

Mommy spread her legs and started rubbing her wet pussy. She loves to watch her daughters having sex with each other. I heard Kate stir beside me. She turned over toward us, sleepily blinking her eyes. It took her a moment to wake up and figure out what was going on, but then she grinned, propping herself up an elbow so she could see better.

I masturbated and my mother masturbated and Molly sucked my nipple — and before long I was coming.

“God, yeah!” I groaned, holding my baby sister’s head with one hand, pulling her against my breast as my thighs clamped down around my other hand. I shuddered in ecstasy, feeling warm juices seeping out between my fingers. I kept jiggling my hand, stimulating my clit, extending my orgasm. I love to come, and I love to make it last.

When I was finished, I brought my hand up to my mouth, tasting myself. I was going to kiss Molly and thank her for giving me so much pleasure, but before I had a chance to do that, Mommy had taken hold of her.

She turned Molly onto her back and got down between her legs. She began kissing Molly’s little vulva — loud, wet, smacking kisses, one after the other. Molly laughed at first, complaining that it tickled, but soon her laughter turned into sighs and moans as our mother’s warm lips caressed her pussy.

Mommy kissed her and licked her. She did this for a long time, not using her fingers at all, just her lips and tongue. Within a few minutes, Molly was writhing on the bed. It looked like she was having feelings that she had never had before, sexual arousal well beyond her youthful experience.

Then Mommy did use her fingers, gently spreading her daughter’s pussy lips. And as Kate and I watched, she slid her tongue inside Molly’s vagina, probing, reaching, teasing. Molly squealed and squirmed, clutching at the bedsheets. She wasn’t coming yet, but she was obviously right on the edge.

I was masturbating again, and Kate was too. But neither of us were really very close. We were both intent on watching this, the spectacular sight of a mom licking and sucking her 8-year-old daughter’s pussy.

Mommy had her hands underneath Molly, squeezing her little buttocks. Now she lifted her bottom off the bed, raising her mound, bringing her closer. Molly’s legs were wide apart, her sex completely open. Our mother let out a strange sound then, something like a growl — and then suddenly fastened her mouth over Molly’s vulva.

She was eating her, almost literally, her lips and tongue hungrily devouring the child’s pink pussy. I was astonished. I don’t think Mommy had ever eaten me quite that way, so aggressively. Molly sure didn’t seem to mind, though. She was loving it. She actually started laughing, or maybe half-laughing and half-gasping, caught between giddy delight and crazed arousal. That in-between state lasted only a few seconds, however, and then she was climaxing.

Kate and I watched in awe as our mother sucked on Molly’s pussy, drinking her juices, eating her all up as she came. As I said, we were both still touching ourselves, except that was mostly just instinct. We couldn’t keep our hands away from our clits, but our focus was on what we were seeing.

Molly cried out, squealing incomprehensibly. Mommy wrapped her arms all the way around the girl’s waist, lifting her totally off the bed, supporting herself on her knees, holding her daughter upside-down in the air, her mouth covering the child’s pussy, devouring her as her climax continued.

Finally she let her go. She eased her gently down onto the bed. Molly’s face was flushed, her young body trembling. I looked at my mother. Her eyes were wild with lust. It was clear that she wasn’t finished yet. She got down on all fours, hovering over Molly.

“Are you okay, sugar?” our mother asked. Her voice and her words were soft, but I could tell there was a raging passion still seething inside her.

“Uh-huh, I’m fine,” Molly nodded. She was breathing hard. “It was nice.”

“Good.” Mommy gave her a kiss on the lips. “Now I want to do something else, all right? I want to rub my pussy on your pussy.”

“Okay.”

She mounted her. She spread Molly’s legs wide apart and carefully positioned her own vulva over the little girl’s. Because our mother was so much taller, when their pussies were aligned, it meant that her full breasts were hanging right over Molly’s face. And that seemed to suit both of them just fine. As Mommy began moving on top of the girl, Molly took a breast in her hands and brought the nipple to her mouth. She sucked like a baby and our mother fucked her.

I wanted to keep watching, but I wanted to do more. I grabbed Kate, roughly turning her onto her back. “I want to fuck you,” I said. “I need to fuck you like Mommy is fucking our sister.”

Kate didn’t reply. She just spread her legs wide apart and pulled me down on top of her. I gave her a quick, fevered kiss and began rapidly moving my pussy against hers.

I was frantic, a girl in heat. I had to come and I wanted to come on top of Katie. I wanted to come inside her, and I was hoping she might come too, at the same time. I wanted to fuck my sister while my mom fucked my other sister. I wanted us all to come together.

Kate’s hands were on my bottom. She was squeezing my ass cheeks, pulling me tightly against her. Glancing over at my mom, I saw that her eyes were closed. Her head was held up. She was licking her lips. It appeared that she was concentrating on all the sensations, feeling her daughter’s mouth on her breast and feeling their pussies melding together.

“Look at that,” I said to Kate. “God, it’s really happening. Mommy is fucking Molly.”

“Yeah,” panted Kate, “it’s hot. But I want you to fuck me now. Fuck me, Julie, and make me come.”

I smiled down at her. I loved her so much. I kissed her, and then I told her. “I love you, Katie.” I focused all my attention on her. I kissed her and I moved my pussy around until I found the exact right spot where our clits were meeting. I moved against her, not as fast and frantically as I had before, but slowly, deliberately, and pretty soon we were both getting close.

It turned out that Mommy and Molly were both getting close at the same time too. What I’d wanted to happen was really coming true! I could hear them climaxing, and I felt Kate grabbing at me, squealing as she started to come, and then my orgasm was upon me.

Oh, it was just so perfect, so wonderful, so luscious, so right…

 

I panted on top of Kate, each of us trying to regain our breath after our mutual climax, feeling sweaty and hot, ready for a nice shower. But then we heard something else.

“Just open your mouth, baby. That’s right. Put out your tongue, and I’ll do the rest.”

We looked up. Our mother was on top of Molly, straddling her face, holding her head in her hands.

“That’s my sweet girl,” she said. “I’m going to fuck your little mouth with my pussy now. Mommy’s going to fuck your face with her cunt.”

She lowered her pussy over Molly’s mouth. She held the girl’s head tightly in her hands, and began rocking herself back and forth, slowly at first, and then faster and faster. Kate and I lay together, holding each other, watching as our mother shoved her cunt into our little sister’s mouth.

“Oh, man,” sighed Kate.

“Yeah,” I agreed.

“Fuck!” Mommy shouted. “Goddamn FUCK!!!”

She was coming in Molly’s mouth, coming on her face. She shuddered on top of the child, still holding her head, pulling her mouth against her as tightly as she could. With every spasm she cried out, her body straining in ecstatic release.

At last she was finished. She quickly got down next to Molly, hugging her. “Are you okay, sweetie? Are you sure you’re all right? I hope I didn’t hurt you.”

“No, Mommy, I’m okay,” Molly giggled. She didn’t seem the least bit fazed by what had happened, taking it in stride like she did almost everything else. Our mother kissed her, murmuring to her, wiping her face with her fingers, licking her own juices from the little girl’s lips.

Once Mommy was convinced that Molly was all right, she looked over at me and Kate, a broad grin on her face. “Well,” she said, “we sure have had a time, haven’t we?”

My sister and I sat up, nodding happily.

Mommy sat up too, running her fingers through her tangled blonde hair. Her breasts were shiny with sweat, her nipples proudly erect. She looked beautiful.

“Whew!” she exclaimed. She glanced down at Molly, and then back at us. “I think this calls for a celebration. How about if I take us all out to breakfast, anywhere you want to go.”

“Pancake Palace?” Kate immediately asked.

Our mother’s hand shot into the hair, her finger pointing triumphantly skyward. “Pancake Palace!” she shouted.

We all laughed and clapped and cheered.

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