Juicy Secrets Forbidden Tales of Lesbian Love

By Cheryl Taggert

While all of these girls were waking up to the joys of the day, there was yet another female who was already having her own fun. Cheryl Daniels, Heather and Tina’s mother, was sitting at her computer watching the signal that was coming from the hidden web cam in her young daughters’ room. Heather had just finished making love to Tina.

It had taken Cheryl years to admit her voracious appetite for sex, especially sex with young girls, and several more years to admit she found her own daughters sexually appealing. When she had bathed Heather at the age of four and found herself washing the little girl’s vulva for at least five minutes — with her bare hand — she had been forced to assess her feelings. She remembered now how the soapy slickness of the little girl’s mound had excited her. When she had masturbated later to the memory of the contact — masturbated to perhaps the best orgasm she had ever experienced to that point — she had admitted to herself that she was so horny that she even found her little girls enticing.

At first she thought her incestuous desires for their sweet, young bodies would subside, but she had been wrong. As they grew up — and out — she had found herself aching to see them, to touch them, to make love to them. She had begun to see it as her job as a mother to teach her children everything about sex that she could teach them. She had only acted on the impulse once, sneaking unnoticed into their bedroom and making love to the sleeping form of Heather one night when Tina had spent the night at a friend’s. She had licked the young girl’s pussy lips so gently that she had not awakened. But she had come. Lord, how she had come. And Cheryl had come as well, fingering her gushing pussy until she exploded over the prone figure of her sleeping little girl.

Heather, who was like her little sister Tina and always slept like the dead, slept on after her orgasm. She smiled to remember how Heather had always denied being a hard sleeper, saying, “Nuh-uh! Tina’s the one who sleeps hard.” She’d been right, of course, about Tina, but wrong about herself.

There had been one nervous moment when she’d made love to Heather when she had thought she noticed that Heather had awakened momentarily, and her heart had raced in her chest until she thought the sound of it would almost certainly wake Heather. But Heather had simply shifted in the bed, unknowingly providing an easier access to her little honey pot. After they had both come, she sneaked out again and returned to bed. That had been nearly a year ago, but her condemned desires continued.  Lately, she’d found herself thinking of doing the same to Tina. And now she had placed a hidden camera in their room where the girls would never find it. It had been her habit to watch the girls dress and undress, masturbate on occasion, and a month ago, begin to have sex with each other. Of course, she, too, had masturbated to powerful orgasms whenever she watched them. Her orgasm for that morning had downgraded the raging fire in her pussy to a dull ache, which she continued to massage lightly in preparation for another.

Now as she watched the two girls after Heather had mimicked almost exactly what her mother had done to her, she noticed they were talking. She reached over and turned up the volume on the speaker that picked up the hidden microphone that had been placed in a bedside clock between their beds. Their conversation both excited and shocked her. Tina was revealing the contents of a dream — a sex dream — about her. Cheryl realized her daughter had become aroused at first by having a girl’s wet dream about her. She almost couldn’t believe her ears.

But what came next was the real shock. Heather REMEMBERED her mother’s silent seduction, but thought it had been a dream. So she had been awake, after all, but only barely so. And not only that, but the memory of the dream was a turn on for the twelve-year-old. She was admitting to her little sister that she often masturbated thinking about sex with Cheryl, her mother, who was nearly cumming from this ecstatic news. Hearing this, Cheryl placed one hand on one of her erect nipples while the other attacked her clit. The sudden awareness that her young daughters, both of them, were as sexually aroused by the thought of having sex with their mother as she was about having sex with them sent her cascading over the brink to an orgasm so powerful she nearly fell out of her chair at the computer desk.

Cheryl suddenly realized that she was going to have sex with her little girls, and sooner rather than later. All she needed to do was catch the girls, or maybe even steer the conversation to sex even, and the rest of their lives would never be the same.

She realized her daughters were making plans of their own. Plans to seduce their mother. Well, well… that would certainly make things easier. She listened to their plan. It was perfect. She would be having sex with her gorgeous daughters by tonight.

Then another snippet of conversation caught her ear. The mention of Susan, Heather’s little friend from down the street, made her tune in even more acutely. Susan was one hot little girl. More than once, Cheryl had brought herself to wonderful orgasms while fantasizing about her. One reason she had installed the hidden camera and microphone was to catch Heather and Susan together. She was sure they were having sex with each other. She had not been able to catch them together, but she knew it was only a matter of time.

Cheryl gathered from the conversation between her daughters that Susan had also had sex with Tina. But there was more. Cheryl listened as Heather told her little sister about their teachers, Miss Simmons and Miss Taylor.

She continued to listen, amazed at this news.

*****

Heather and Tina had finished their plans to seduce their mother.

“When do you want to do it? This afternoon?” asked Tina, excitedly.

“I can’t this afternoon, maybe tonight. Susan and I have a date.”

Tina was curious. “A date? With who?”

Heather seemed to hesitate a bit. Susan had made it clear that she didn’t want Tina to know about Miss Simmons and Miss Taylor. But now she had slipped up and mentioned the date. The thoughts of having sex with their mother had distracted her thinking.

“If I tell you, do you PROMISE not to tell? If you do, Susan will never speak to either of us, and she won’t be around to play sex games with, either. Not to mention that two nice people will probably go to jail. In fact, Susan and I would be sent to a girls’ school for juvenile delinquents. You can’t even tell Susan, because she didn’t want you to know.”

“Hey, I just told you my secret. Now it’s your turn!”

“Okay. Susan and I are going to have sex with Miss Simmons and Miss Taylor. We’re going to meet them later at the mall, go to their apartment, and have an orgy.”

Tina’s little mouth dropped open. This was incredible news! Her pussy started to quiver back to life at the thought of it.

“Have you done anything with them before?” she asked, wanting all the details.

“Yesterday, with Miss Simmons.”

“You’re joking!”

“No, it happened. Really. Susan and I had sneaked off into the woods to have some fun when we were followed by Miss Simmons. She caught us, and we caught her, so to speak. She was rubbing herself off while watching Susan and me getting it on.”

“Wow!” The little eleven-year-old couldn’t believe it, but she could tell it was true from the lustful look in Heather’s eyes as she remembered the incident. “But what about Miss Taylor?”

“Oh! That’s the best part. It seems that she and Miss Simmons have been lovers since they were our age. And not only that, but they both like young girls. Everyone thinks they share an apartment, but really they’re a lesbian couple. And Susan and I are going to be fucking with them this afternoon, which is why I can’t put our plan into action with Mom.”

“So when is this date with them supposed to happen?”

“Susan should be here any minute, actually. That’s why I have to get dressed. We decided to help them get their rooms in order so they can be finished faster.”

With that, Heather rose from the bed and began to change into a summer outfit. She noticed Tina watching, but what she didn’t know was that her mother was watching as well.

Tina was obviously disappointed, but she had gotten horny again by listening to Heather’s story about the sexy teachers. Tina wondered what it would be like to eat a grown woman’s pussy. She began to rub her pussy again while fantasizing about what that would be like. She didn’t know it, but she would soon find out.

*****

Cheryl was hatching a plan of her own as she watched and listened to the two girls. She decided that she would allow Heather to leave with Susan for their day together. She wanted time alone with Tina. The teachers and girls didn’t know it, but their orgy was going to have two new participants–she and Tina. Yes, this was going to be an absolutely orgasmic day. She stood up and smiled as she pulled on her robe. As she turned off the computer, she noticed little Tina start to rub harder as the doorbell rang.

“Mom, I’m going out with Susan. Be home this afternoon sometime,” Heather called in the direction of her mother’s room. She knew that was where she would be on her day off. Lately, Heather had noticed that on her off days, her mother awoke early but stayed in her room until the girls had come out for breakfast. The only reason she knew she was awake was that she was aware her mother kept her alarm on every day to get up at the same time, 6 AM. Until a few weeks ago, she had been coming out earlier, but lately that had changed.

“That’s fine, hon,” she called as she opened the door to her room and came out.

The sight of her mother in her robe made Heather remember her and Tina’s plan. She hoped she would be up for it tonight. She could see the outline of her mother’s erect nipples through the flimsy material of the robe. It made her think of how sexy her mother looked. Her mom hugged her tightly just before she opened the door. Heather noticed the smell of pussy on her mother, but then again, why not? She was, as she had noticed numerous times, a very sexy woman. Without anyone in her life, she would certainly masturbate on occasion. Perhaps she had had a sexy dream about Tina while Tina was having one about her? The thought was indeed intriguing.

Susan’s smiling face in the open doorway made Heather shift her thoughts to her and Susan’s plans for the day. Then her mother was hugging Susan too. She held the hug for an extra second or two.

“You girls enjoy yourselves today,” she said, as the girls left and the door shut behind them. The girls noticed, but did not understand, Cheryl’s smile.

Susan had also noticed Cheryl’s scent. “Did you smell that?” Susan said as they walked out to the sidewalk. “It made me want to come right then. I’m already so randy I could die.”

“Yeah, but that’s not the half of it. Wait until I tell you about Tina’s dream.”

Heather had told Susan about her own fantasies when Susan had admitted having lustful thoughts about Heather’s mother. Because of this, she saw no reason to keep Tina’s dream a secret, even though she had promised not to tell anyone. In Heather’s mind, that did not include Susan, who would fuck a doorknob if given the chance and brag to everyone about it later.

As they walked toward their school, Heather informed Susan of everything that had gone on that morning with Tina. It only served to stoke the fires burning in Susan’s warm pussy.

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Cheryl watched through the small opening in the living room curtains to be sure Heather hadn’t forgotten something and wouldn’t return. Then she moved quickly to her bedroom again, turning on the monitor that now displayed an image of her younger daughter Tina in the middle of a rather heated masturbation session. She smiled and went out of her room and down the hall to Tina and Heather’s room. She had decided that it was time, especially since the girls had planned on seducing her later. But Cheryl had other plans. She had plans for them all, including the young teachers.

Tina was working rapidly at her wet, raw pussy when the door opened suddenly. For the tiniest fraction of a moment, she hoped it was Heather, but the realization that she had not locked the bedroom door and checked to make sure it was tightly closed came crashing down on her as her mother entered the room.

“Tina, gather your dirty clo…” her mother stopped in mid-sentence. Tina found herself staring into the beautiful eyes of her mother. Her hand stopped its rapid dance and simply held tightly onto the fully moistened lips of her pussy. She had been only seconds from orgasm, and while her eyes knew she’d been caught rubbing her little pussy, her clit had no idea of the situation. All it knew was that the orgasm had been built to the crest. The sudden pressure of her hand on the most sensitive area of her little cunny was too much to hold back the inevitable. Tina watched her mother’s reaction as the orgasm began to cascade over her young body. Her lithe body spasmed and shook; the orgasm’s intensity forced her eyes to close involuntarily, shutting out the unwanted sight of her mother catching her at her most private moment. The orgasm jabbed jolts of pleasure that she could not deny into her body. The moans of her cumming filled the room, and she heard them as if they were coming from someone else. Her tiny body began to twitch and jump with the end of her orgasmic bliss.

Her already flushed cheeks grew redder when she opened her eyes to take in the sight of her mother, who was still standing there, staring at her. Tina expected her mother to be angry. But she was surprised to see an entirely different look on her lovely mother’s face. It was a look that Tina could not place, but she felt it was utter shock at finding her eleven-year-old daughter massaging her pussy to orgasm. Had she been more experienced with her mother’s moods, she would have quickly recognized the look of complete lust. But as it was, she was unfamiliar with that expression that now covered her mother’s face as surely as her cum covered her fingers — fingers she would now not be able to lick clean, which was her habit.

“M-M-Mommy,” she stammered, embarrassed not only to be caught with her fingers in her honey pie, but also to be watched by her own mother while she came. Just a little while ago, she and Heather had been planning their mother’s seduction. Now all she wanted was to be alone — totally alone — while she cleaned up. It was apparent that her mother wouldn’t oblige the silent plea. Her eyes began to tear up and overflow her lids. Tears of embarrassment slid in rivers down her cheeks. “I’m sorry, Mommy.” And then the floodgates opened as she began to sob.

“Oh, Tina, honey. Don’t cry, sweetheart. Mommy isn’t mad. Not at all.” Cheryl sat on the edge of the bed and noticed the strong smell of her daughter’s orgasmic fluids. She hadn’t thought Tina would cry. She held her daughter to her and cooed words to soothe her. “Tina, baby, don’t cry. I understand what you’re doing. Mommy did it when she was your age. I still do.”

Cheryl’s words were beginning to register in Tina’s distraught mind. At first she had thought the tables had been turned. She and Heather had planned to have the upper hand, but now Mom did. But now, she heard her mom saying things that surprised her. In fact, her mother’s words were causing her heart to beat faster because they excited her. Her mother was confessing to masturbating.

She looked up into her mother’s eyes. “You’re not mad?” she sniffled.

“Of course not, baby. Why would I be? I did the same things when I was your age.”

“Then it’s okay if I . . .” she wanted to say “rub my pussy” but decided it was inappropriate to say to her mother.

“Masturbate?” Cheryl finished the sentence for her. “Of course it is, honey. Does Heather masturbate too?” she asked dumbly, as if unaware of all that had happened that morning and before, when she had sneaked into the room to lick her older daughter’s pussy.

“She taught . . .” Uh-oh. That might be saying too much. But again, her mother finished her sentence, her voice remaining kind and gentle.

“She taught you how to masturbate?”

Tina nodded. She was not aware of what was happening, but the signals she was receiving from her mother led her to believe that she and Heather would be free to do as they pleased with each other sexually, even to the point of including Susan.

“That’s okay, honey. Your Aunt Sarah taught me.” She looked into her daughter’s eyes. The comment obviously startled her. Cheryl’s older sister had taught her more than masturbation. She had taught her how to pleasure girls. Cheryl had been a good pupil, learning quickly how to finger and lick Sarah’s pussy. Sarah had returned the favor, of course, and that had been the beginning of Cheryl’s love of other girls.

“You and Aunt Sarah . . . ?”

“Yes, dear. We were lovers when I was your age. Younger, actually. I think Sarah started with me when I was 10, because I remember she had just turned 13, herself.”

This was all too much for Tina. Her mother had been seduced by her older sister the same as Tina had been seduced by Heather, her own older sister.

Gradually, Tina became aware that she was still lying naked on top of the covers with cum drying on her fingers. As this thought came to her, she became aware of more. Her mother’s hand had been rubbing her back in gentle strokes. Now, her hand was had moved to her ass, measuring a sweeping caress as it moved over the muscular globes of flesh. Tina wondered what she should do. On the one hand, what her mother was doing and saying was a bit shocking to the eleven-year-old. On the other hand, each of these shocking revelations and seemingly casual caresses were beginning to turn her on again. She thought of the dream she’d had of her mother licking her pussy into orgasm. She wondered if her mother was aware of the effects of her words and touch. She continued listening, hoping her mother was indeed aware of the feelings and urges that were swelling in her.

“Actually, honey, there is so much Mommy could teach you. And Heather, too. Isn’t it a mommy’s duty to teach her little girls how to satisfy their partners sexually?”

As Tina snuggled firmly into her mother’s warmth, she noticed something else. Only one of Mom’s hands were busy on Tina’s smooth body and ass. Her other was occupied with her own body. She watched out of the corner of her eye as Cheryl used her other hand to reach in and pinch her own nipples. Then the hand rubbed the tit flesh, massaging the aureole into a mass of goose pimples as her nipples hardened.

Tina continued listening to her mother’s voice as it soothed her into accepting that which had already been accepted. Tina wanted her mother to continue. She wanted her mother to tell her everything, to massage all the places that mattered, to make love to her.

Tina continued to watch as Cheryl’s hand parted the folds of the robe and continued down to her own pussy. Tina watched with fascination as her mother began to masturbate herself.

Cheryl noticed the girl’s rapt attention. She asked the question she already knew the answer to. “Do you want to watch Mommy and learn some new things?”

Tina looked directly into her mother’s eyes. This was it, the moment of truth as they say. And with a nod of her head, she changed all their lives forever.

Cheryl smiled, took off the robe, cast it to the floor, and lay back on the girl’s bed. She watched Tina’s eyes grow big. Cheryl knew she wouldn’t have seen a grown woman’s pussy up close before. Her legs were spread and her sticky labia were in full view. She took her hand and used her fingers to spread the wet labia that hid her clitoris. The tiny button popped up from beneath its fleshy hood. It was aching for attention, and that is exactly what she intended to give it.

Plunging the first two fingers of her right hand into her cum-soaked vagina, she began to piston in and out slowly with a steady rhythm. Using her left hand, she started massaging her pulsating clit between the index and second fingers in a scissor-like grip. All the while, she watched the cherubic face of her eleven-year-old daughter while she in turn watched her mother’s hands masturbating the wet pussy. She noticed the little girl subconsciously licking her sweet lips.

As Cheryl looked into her daughter’s face, Tina’s fingers began to massage the puffy lips of her vulva as she stared at her mother’s busy hands.

Tina glanced at her mom and saw her watching her. “Is it okay if I do this?” she asked, indicating her own fingers on her tender, hairless pussy.

“Of course, sweetheart. Do whatever comes naturally to you.”

The angelic face smiled in return and continued watching her mother’s show while the fingers plunged into her own excited mound.

Cheryl decided she wanted more, and now!

“Honey, do you know what would make both you and Mommy feel extra good?”

“What, Mommy?” Tina’s eyes were eager.

“Do you ever kiss Heather’s pussy and lick her clitty?”

The situation was beyond lies. “Yes.”

“Lie on top of Mommy with your face at Mommy’s pussy. Put your sweet pussy next to Mommy’s mouth. We can do what is called a 69.” She thought for a moment. Wanting to be sure Tina’s frame of mind was to still desire sex with her, she added, “But only if you want to, okay?”

Without answering verbally, Tina obeyed immediately, which was an answer in itself. She was longing to taste her mother’s much larger pussy. And she had a feeling her mother was longing to taste hers, too.

Looking at the tiny labia, Cheryl took the final step to an incestuous life with her own daughters. The temptation, however, was too much to ignore, especially considering how much her girls wanted it too.

Cheryl felt Tina’s hot little mouth glue itself to her gaping slit and begin to lick the cum from the recesses of her sensitive pussy. The sensation of having her own young daughter’s mouth on her pussy made her gasp in astonishment at how erotic the thrill was. This was better than any pussy licking she’d ever received because the thought it was her eleven-year-old daughter drinking her fluids as she coaxed more out of her with her lips and tongue heightened her lust a hundred fold.

Reaching out with her own tongue, she licked gently at the swollen flesh of her baby’s smooth vulva and clitoris. She poked her tongue into the entrance of her vagina and tasted the fresh cum as it leaked from that heated opening. She plunged her tongue into and out of her daughter’s pussy the way a man’s cock would. Abandoning herself to the feelings that were overwhelming her, she began to suck the labia, vagina, and clitoris. She felt herself becoming intoxicated with the tastes and fragrances of the youthful pussy that was now hers to enjoy. This pussy would be hers any time she wanted it. And Heather’s pussy would be next. Then maybe little Susan’s and those teachers’ pussies as well. The sheer power of these thoughts caused her to feel the first stirrings of her approaching orgasm. Even at this early stage, she knew it would be massive in its intensity.

Just as she thought the sensations devouring her body couldn’t get any better, little Tina stuck three fingers into her vagina and began to finger-fuck her mother’s creaming pussy. It was too much for Cheryl. She surrendered to the most powerful orgasm she’d had in years, perhaps ever. Just as this happened her daughter’s body began to rock and shiver with its own approaching orgasm. Cheryl’s orgasm seemed to come speeding like a train from some remote area of her body, maybe even outside her body. It slammed into her like a runaway truck of passion and sensuous sensation.

Cheryl became oblivious to everything but her own body and the orgasm that was tossing it like a rag doll around her daughter’s bed. She was vaguely aware that Tina, too, was cumming. Her own tiny body shivered and shook as the orgasm overtook her youthful body. She could feel the vibrations that her daughter’s moaning caused in the sweet lips that devoured her pussy with love. These vibrations registered in her pussy and sent her into paroxysms of orgasmic bliss. She became aware that she was moaning as well. No, she was screaming. Unintelligible words sank into her daughter’s ripe pussy flesh and disappeared.

After a few moments, the two incestuous lovers — mother and daughter — lay in each other’s arms, cooing words of love and joy. They napped. Later, when Cheryl awoke, Tina was sucking her left breast tenderly. Not so much as a lover, but as a child would. It was an activity borne of comfort and pleasure. When she realized her mother was awake, Tina looked at her and smiled, a look of complete satisfaction covering her cum-stained face.

Cheryl pulled the child to her and kissed her with a soft passionate kiss. Their lips pressed feverishly together; their tongues intertwined. Pulling back, Cheryl knew that they must get up. Otherwise, the day would not progress. And she meant for it to progress to new heights.

“C’mon, honey. We need to shower and get dressed. We have a lot to do today.”

“What, Mommy? What do we need to do?”

“Fun stuff. You’ll like it, I’m sure. Love it, even.”

Mother and daughter moved toward the bathroom to begin the day.

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