Juicy Secrets Forbidden Tales of Lesbian Love

By Naughty Mommy

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“I like watching her,” said Fiona.

“Your mom?”

“Uh-huh. Sometimes I stand by her door when she’s doing it, you know, masturbating, and I watch her for a long time. Like for 10 or 15 minutes.”

“Okay.”

“Is that wrong?”

“No, I don’t think it is,” Bridget said, rubbing her niece’s hand. They were sitting together in Bridget’s bed. “Especially not if your mother leaves her door wide open like that. As you said, it seems like maybe she wants you to watch her or something.”

“I know, it really does.”

After a short pause, Bridget asked, “Do you think she knows you’re watching her?”

“I don’t think so. I kind of stand to the side, and she almost always has her eyes closed. So, I don’t think so, but… I don’t know, maybe.”

Bridget thought about her sister Sheila, who was Fiona’s mom. At 35, Sheila was four years older than she was. They were close and shared a lot of things, although for whatever reason they hadn’t talked very much about anything as intimate as masturbation since they were quite a bit younger, just teenagers.

“But I like watching her,” Fiona repeated. “It gets me excited.”
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Lying on her back in bed, the naked woman climaxed again. Sheila’s orgasm lasted a very long time, reaching peak after peak before finally beginning to subside. “Oh my god, oh my god, yes…” she sighed.
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“After I saw her doing it the first time,” said the 12-year-old, “I decided to try it myself. And now whenever I see her — which is a lot, like maybe every couple days — I go back to my bedroom and then, well, you know.”

“Then you masturbate?”

“Uh-huh.”

“Do you… are you able to have an orgasm?”

“Yeah, for sure.”

Bridget smiled. Impulsively, she hugged the girl and kissed her head.
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Sheila slowly opened her eyes and looked down. She always loved seeing Erin’s pretty face between her legs, framed by her red curls. And there she was, grinning, her mouth and her cheeks glistening with her mother’s juices. It was such a thrill to see her that way, a thrill that Sheila thought every mom should be lucky enough to experience.

“Turn around now, baby,” she said. “I want to taste you too.”

Erin giggled joyfully, then shifted her position on the bed until her crotch was next to her mother’s face. Sheila squeezed her breasts and pinched her nipples as she took in the sight of this beautiful sexy young girl — her own daughter! — opening her legs, waiting to be licked.
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“Bridget?”

“Yes, honey?”

“Would you let me watch you?”

Bridget was stunned. Was Fiona asking what she thought she was asking?

“Um, I…” she stammered, “you… watch me what?”

“You know, the way I watch my mom. I’d really like to watch you too if I can. Would you mind?”
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For a moment Sheila simply gazed at the 15-year-old girl, at the pale white freckled skin of her bare legs, the patch of curly red pubic hair, the pink distended labia, glistening with her juices. It was all so wonderful, so enticing.

She took a very deep breath, inhaling the luscious fragrance of her daughter’s sex, and smiled to herself, feeling pleased with life. Then she gently pushed the teenager’s thighs wider apart, opened her pussy lips with her fingers, and began licking her clit.
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Bridget felt an immediate sexual thrill as she pictured herself masturbating in front of this sweet child she held in her arms. But would it be morally right? Of course, the girl’s mother was apparently already doing that, so maybe it wouldn’t be a problem. Still, Bridget thought, I had better tread carefully here.

“Well, I, I don’t know, honey. That’s a very personal thing you’re talking about.”

“I know, but… please? Wouldn’t it be fun?”

Fun? Well, Bridget thought to herself, that’s one word to describe it. Hot, sexy, erotic — those are other words that come to mind.

“Please?”

Then Bridget had a deliciously naughty idea. She gave the girl a squeeze and said, “Okay, Fiona, I guess we can do that. But I’ll tell you what, to make it even more ‘fun’, maybe you should let me watch you too, at the same time.”

“Really?” Fiona pulled away for a moment and looked into her aunt’s eyes.

“Sure, why not?”

“Wow…” Fiona mused. She’d never done anything like that. It actually had not even occurred to her that someone older might want to watch her. “Really?”

“Yes,” Bridget chuckled. “What’s the matter? Don’t you want to?”

The girl took a deep breath. “No, I mean, yeah I do. I really do!”
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Erin couldn’t believe how good it felt. In all her fantasies, nothing had ever been as amazing as reality turned out to be. The feeling of a woman’s tongue, warm and wet, bathing her sex, tasting her, eating her, sucking her labia and her clit, delving into her vagina — oh my god, it was unbelievable — and she was quickly getting close to an orgasm.

Sheila could sense her daughter’s arousal, could tell how close she was getting. She loved making Erin come in her mouth. She licked her erect clit, swirling her tongue around it, sucking, gently nibbling, then flicking the tip of her tongue over the stiff pink nub. She heard Erin panting, gasping, right on the edge. As she continued to suck on her clit, she eased a finger into the girl’s vagina, so hot inside, so juicy. She pushed the finger in further, reaching, probing, and then Erin was coming.
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“So,” Bridget began, “do you want to do it now, or —”

“Yes! Right now!” Fiona interrupted. She had turned on the bed and was facing her aunt, her hands on her knees, a huge smile on her face.

“All right,” the older woman chuckled. The girl’s enthusiasm delighted her — and it aroused her too. She looked down at Fiona’s tight t-shirt, at those perky little nipples. She wanted to see her with nothing on.

“I’m gonna take this off, okay?” Bridget lifted the filmy black nightie over her head and dropped it on the floor. Then she pealed off her thong and tossed it aside. She smiled at her niece. “You want to get naked too?”

Fiona didn’t answer. She was staring at Bridget’s breasts. They were so perfect, round and firm, with stiff dark nipples. For a second Fiona actually thought, I want to suck her nipples, but then immediately put that idea away. She knew her aunt was a lesbian of course (and Fiona thought she might be one too), but she told herself that Bridget would never want a little kid like her, just a girl, to do something like that. I’m sure she would prefer another woman, a grownup.

“You want to get naked too?” Bridget repeated.

Fiona blushed when she realized she’d been caught staring. “Oh, yeah, sorry.”

She began pulling up her t-shirt, but then stopped halfway, looking down at her chest. “It’s kind of embarrassing, though,” she mumbled. “I mean, look at you.” Her eyes went to Bridget’s mature breasts. “And I’m nothing.”

“Oh, don’t be silly,” Bridget reassured her. “You’re beautiful, honey. Now come on, let me see you.”

“Well, okay…” The 12-year-old took a deep breath and lifted her shirt off.
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The taste of her daughter’s juices in her mouth was heavenly. Even while Erin was climaxing, Sheila had removed her finger from the girl’s vagina and quickly replaced it with her tongue. She wanted to eat her as she came.
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Bridget stared at her niece, licking her lips as she thrilled at what she was seeing: a lovely young girl, just beginning puberty, her breasts only soft swells, but her nipples already enlarged and puffy. She couldn’t wait to see more. “Take off your undies too.”
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Erin squeezed her own nipples, groaning with pleasure as she felt her mom’s tongue lapping deep inside her, licking her, sucking her, swallowing her juices. She’d just finished climaxing, but if her mother kept this up for very long, Erin was sure she would come again in her mouth.
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Fiona dropped her panties to the floor, then quickly covered her crotch with her hands. Why was she suddenly feeling so shy? She liked having her aunt look at her that way. It was… it actually made her feel sexy, even if she couldn’t understand why Bridget would think she was worth looking at.

“So nice,” breathed the older woman as she fondled her own breast with one hand, her other hand sliding between her legs to rub her clit. She was starting to masturbate as she gazed at the naked child.
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Sheila paused just long enough to swing her leg over so she was straddling her daughter, in a ’69’ position. Slowly she lowered her cunt to Erin’s waiting mouth, and then resumed eating the teen’s wet pussy.
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Fiona felt her cheeks burning. This was her idea. She was the one who said she wanted to watch Bridget, and she’d been excited when her aunt suggested they do it together, but now… now it seemed like almost too much. To be here on the bed, both nude, looking at each other… she didn’t know if she could really go through with it.

“Are you all right, honey?” Bridget asked.

“Yeah, I, I guess… I just feel, kinda… kinda weird is all…”

Bridget stopped rubbing herself. “What do you mean?”

“It’s like, I mean, you’re so beautiful, and I want to watch you and stuff, but, but…” Tears brimmed in the girl’s eyes.

“Oh, honey, come here.” Bridget gathered the flustered child into her arms, holding her, petting her. “It’s okay, everything’s okay,” she soothed.
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Mother and daughter were both so totally aroused, so consumed with illicit lesbian lust for each other, that it took almost no time at all until Sheila and Erin were coming simultaneously, locked in a tight embrace, mouth on pussy, mouth on pussy, body against body, in an incestuous orgasmic climax.

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