Juicy Secrets Forbidden Tales of Lesbian Love

By Naughty Mommy

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They all went inside, carrying blankets and towels and things. Sheila started warming up the coffee again and Bridget suggested that the girls should go to the bathroom if they needed to, because they were going to have a long talk.

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“Turn over now,” Carol said, patting her sister’s bottom, “and let me do the front.”

As Veronica turned, she casually glanced down… and there it was, right in the center of her orange bikini bottoms, a dark wet stain. Oh well, nothing to do about it now. She settled onto her back, spreading her legs far enough apart so that Carol easily could see the wet spot if she cared to notice.

Carol already had noticed it. She’d seen the stain beginning to appear while she was massaging Veronica’s thighs from the back, her fingers moving ever so close to her sister’s crotch. Now as she poured more lotion into her palm, preparing to rub her hands all over Veronica’s breasts, she squeezed her own legs together and could feel her juices wetting her suit too.

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Amanda tried, but it wasn’t working very well. She just didn’t get how she was supposed to ‘fuck’ Bambi’s pussy. It didn’t feel the same at all as when she did it on her mommy’s leg. So she decided to move, shifting over a little, getting on top of Bambi’s thigh. There, that was much better. Now she could slide back and forth, rubbing her pussy on Bambi’s leg. That felt good, really good.

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Carol’s hands felt so good on her, the way she’d massaged her legs, running her fingers up the inside of her thighs, obviously teasing her, trying to turn her on — and succeeding!

Now as Veronica lay on her back, her eyes closed, feeling Carol gently spread the lotion across her stomach and chest and then around the sides of her breasts, circling and approaching but not quite touching her hard nipples, no, not quite, but oh so close, so tantalizingly close… she began to wonder, which one of us is the experienced lesbian here? I thought I was, but my god, the way she’s touching me now — and she’s my sister! Should I really be getting this excited, this aroused? I don’t know whether I should, but I certainly am, I can’t deny that.

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The bees were back, buzzing again. It was like in the shower, in front of that spray thing on the wall. Only now it was her hand, her own fingers making the buzz, the tingle, that wonderful swirly warm honey feeling inside her. It was Paige’s fingers rubbing there, and it was watching Amanda on top of Bambi, my god, they were really having sex right in front of her, two girls, naked girls, so exciting, and Gwen was watching too, masturbating again, her sister so wet she was actually dripping. Paige could see it, dripping right out of her, all sloppy, she could even smell it, and Paige had so much honey inside her too, ready to come out, all gooey and — and look at Amanda, she’s, she’s —

Amanda was almost there, she had the wonderful feeling, just like on her mommy’s leg but now on Bambi’s, moving fast, again again again right there right there right there right there now now — YES!!

What’s that?!! What is it?? God it’s, it’s — and Paige’s world exploded. Her very first orgasm.

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In the kitchen, Bridget quietly explained to Sheila what she’d told Debby in the car. The sisters shared a hug, kissing each other on the cheek. They were ready, as ready as they were ever going to be.

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Carol smiled to herself as she saw her sister responding to her touch. Veronica was breathing fast, her chest rising and falling. Beads of sweat adorned her forehead and her upper lip. She’d clenched her thighs together several times, and Carol thought she could detect the scent of pussy juice in the air (whether that was her own or Veronica’s, though, was hard to tell).

Now her lubricated fingertips grazed the areolae and brushed the base of those erect brown nipples. She heard a moan. Thighs clenched again, squeezing hard. A light pinch of the nipples, one before the other, then both together, a little harder, a little harder still, and now just the tips of fingers on the points of nipples, tiny circles, circles, circles, not stopping. Carol knew exactly how good that would feel, it was what she did when she masturbated, and sure enough, it got the desired result.

“Oh god,” Veronica suddenly groaned, reaching a hand between her own legs and shoving it inside her bikini bottom to stroke her throbbing clit.

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Slowly Paige opened her eyes, her mind reeling, her head still spinning. Wow, that was, that was amazing. It had felt like she was going to blow apart into a million pieces or die or something, only it was totally great!

As her vision regained focus, she peered down between her legs. Her fingers were wet. Was it pee? No, it was something else, something gooey and sticky like honey — that’s what it was! All that warm swirly honey inside her, from her vagina!

She looked up at Gwen. Her big sister was smiling and nodding. “Taste it, it’s good,” she said.

Paige saw that Gwen was licking her own fingers, apparently tasting the sloppy stuff she’d seen dripping out of her before. Tentatively Paige brought her hand up to her face. Her fingers were glistening with the slippery fluid. She sniffed it, not much smell, just something… nice. And then she tasted it. Gwen was right! It was good!

Amanda pushed herself up to a sitting position. She grinned at Bambi, who was grinning back at her. Then she looked at Gwen and at Paige, also both smiling happily. Giggling, she exclaimed, “I love masturbating!”

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“Mom?!” It was Kelly’s voice calling her.

Veronica pulled her hand out from inside her bikini bottom, quickly but with reluctance. She’d been almost there, right on the edge. She sat up, blinking. Carol was in a lounge chair across from hers, sunbathing, a sly grin on her face. Kelly was trotting up the sand, just reaching the deck. The three younger girls were behind her, dripping wet in their little bikinis.

“Mom? We want to make a sandcastle. Do we have stuff for that?”

“Uhh, I…” Veronica began, her head still foggy from the arousal.

“I saw some things in the storage area,” Carol answered for her, pointing. “Look inside that door there.”

Veronica didn’t mind being topless. Her kids had seen her that way plenty of times, and no doubt Jordan had seen her own mother the same way. She did mind not being able to reach orgasm when she’d been so close. It was a shame that she had to stop. There would be plenty of time for that later, though, she reasoned, and anyway, masturbating openly in front of children — not to mention in public! — certainly was not acceptable. She wasn’t sure what had got into her.

Kelly opened the door into a kind of shed that contained a barbecue, a big umbrella, and an assortment of plastic buckets and shovels, along with several boogie boards.

“Oh, cool!” she said, taking one of the boards. The girls grabbed the buckets and things.

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They settled in the family room, the moms sipping fresh cups of coffee. The daughters had sodas. Everyone was still in a bathing suit except Bridget, who wore her shorts and her loose green top, sans bra and panties. Sheila was on the sofa, with Erin on one side of her and Fiona on the other. Bridget was in an arm chair facing the sofa, Debby on her lap.

It was time for a little chat about lesbian incest.

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As Jordan and Holly and Hailey set about making a sandcastle and Kelly romped in the waves with her boogie board, Veronica lay back on the lounge chair. She was still feeling very turned on. Seeing the girls in their skimpy bikinis, admiring those tight young bodies, hadn’t helped any. Veronica took several deep breaths, attempting to get her arousal under control.

She wouldn’t try to masturbate again, that was ridiculous, doing it in a public place. What was she thinking?! Of course, she knew what the cause had been, the catalyst. It was the way her sister had touched her, rubbing the insides of her thighs, fondling her erect nipples. My god, that was so hot.

Lifting her head, she glanced over at Carol, who was reclining in her own lounge chair, facing toward Veronica. Her eyes were closed, her legs apart, and yes — look at that, she’s just as excited as I am. A dark wet spot was clearly visible in the center of Carol’s bathing suit bottom.

After brushing her fingers over her own nipples, given them a slight tweak, Veronica placed her hands at her sides and tried to relax, enjoy the sun.

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Gwen couldn’t believe what she was seeing. Bambi, who was sitting up now, had both hands between her legs and was using her fingers to open her labia, completely exposing her sex. She was looking down at her bald pussy, licking her lips. As Gwen watched, the child slowly pushed a finger up inside her vagina, all the way in, and then began sliding the finger in and out, moaning in pleasure.

Was this too much, should Gwen try to stop her? But why would she? How many chances do you get to see a 10-year-old girl fuck herself?

There was a knock on the door.

Gwen froze. Would they be in trouble now?

Paige was in a total panic, her heart pounding. She was naked. Where was her swimsuit? She had no idea. As the door slowly opened, she just sat with her hands on her knees, her legs together, waiting for whatever would happen next.

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Carol sat up, stretching. Maybe she should turn over on her stomach, get some sun on her back. Just then she heard a voice, “You guys? We’re back. Anyone want a cold beer?”

It was Stephanie, coming around the corner with two big bags of groceries and supplies. Stacie was behind her, also carrying two full bags.

“Yeah, a beer sounds great,” smiled Carol. Then she stood, “But first let me help you put all that stuff away.”

Stephanie laughed, “Ah, so we’re going native, are we? Well, topless, anyway.” Carol opened the door and they went into the condo.

“After we unload these bags and get a beer,” Stephanie continued, “I think I’ll join you. Stacie, are you up for it too? Want to show us your boobs?”

“Sure, I guess, why not?” the slim brunette giggled.

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Angela stepped inside Bambi’s bedroom, naked, smiling at what she saw. “You kids having fun?”

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