Juicy Secrets Forbidden Tales of Lesbian Love

By Naughty Mommy

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Erin was nervous. She felt her cheeks reddening, her palms sweating. Was this talk going to be… what she was afraid it might be? Were they really going to talk about that, about her and her mom, right here in front of everyone??

Fiona was scared. This was all her fault, she thought. If she wasn’t so snoopy, none of this would ever have happened in the first place and they wouldn’t be so upset. It made her really mad at herself and made her want to cry.

Debby was excited. She’d had plenty of talks with her mother about sex, starting when she was still just little. Her mom wanted her to know everything. But this time they were going to talk about it with everyone in a big group all at once. She could really learn a lot.

Bridget took a deep breath. She had no idea how this would go. What a situation — two moms and three daughters, gathering for a discussion about sex, about incest!

Sheila felt strangely calm. It would all be okay. She held Erin’s hand in one of hers and Fiona’s in the other. Her half-empty coffee mug was on the table in front of them. So, how should they begin? She looked at Bridget, her sister, who just raised her eyebrows slightly, indicating it was up to her to start.

Sheila cleared her throat. “Okay, um, we’re all family here, and that’s what we need to, you know, talk about now.”

After pausing for a moment to gather her thoughts, she went on, “You see, when you really love someone, well then you want to show them your love, right? How much you love them? It’s like I hug and kiss you girls a lot, all three of you, because I love you so much. Okay?”

No response, only a little nod from Bridget.

“And, well, sometimes when I, or when people really love someone, when they really love them a lot, it makes them want to do more than just hugging and kissing. They want to show them even more affection, do more things with them. And some of those things are called sex.”

She squeezed Erin’s hand and smiled at her. The teen returned the smile, weakly. “It’s okay,” Sheila assured her quietly, “it’ll be fine.”

Then she turned back to the group. “Now, um, I think everyone knows that I, uh, that me and Erin have been, well, for the past few months we’ve been doing those kinds of things, really showing our love, not just hugging and kissing, but more than that. We — ”

“Mommy?” Fiona interrupted.

“Yes, honey?”

Her cheeks were wet. “I’m sorry I saw you and everything. I’m sorry, Mommy!” The 12-year-old burst into tears, burying her face in her mother’s side, crying uncontrollably.

Sheila hugged the child, stroking her hair, kissing the top of her head. “Hush now, baby, everything’s okay. You didn’t do anything wrong. I’m not mad at you, nobody is.”

“I’m sorry, Mommy, I’m so sorry,” she repeated between sobs. Sheila hugged her and stroked her, while the others looked on nervously.

“There, there, come on now, it’s okay,” Sheila soothed, “it’s okay, sweetie, you just saw what you saw, that’s all. There’s nothing wrong. I didn’t do anything bad, and neither did you.”

Fiona began to calm down as her mother kissed her head and stroked her back and told her everything was all right. She’d been so scared, but at least now she’d said it and apparently no one was mad at her. She tried her best to stop crying.

“Now, now, now, come on, it’s okay.” Sheila gave Fiona another long warm hug, then drew back, taking the girl’s face in her hands, lifting her chin, wiping away her tears. “It’s okay now, everything’s fine, don’t you worry.”

She kissed her daughter’s mouth, her cheeks, her little nose, kissing her again and again.

“I’m not mad at you,” she said, “I promise I’m not mad. You didn’t do a thing wrong. Okay?”

Fiona nodded and tried to smile, still sniffling.

“I’m glad you told me you’re sorry, honey, I’m glad you told me how you feel. That’s why we’re here, so we can all talk about how we feel. But baby girl, you did nothing wrong, not a single thing, and neither did I.” Sheila looked into her daughter’s eyes, still holding her face in her hands. “Do you understand that?”

The girl nodded again, gulping back a final sob, taking a big deep breath.

“Good.” Another kiss on the lips. “Now, I love you, Fiona, you know that, I love you more than anything else in the world, you and your sister, okay?”

“Okay…”

“And when you love someone, well, you know, it’s like I said, you want to show them. That’s not a bad thing.” Sheila shook her head. “Of course it’s not bad at all. It’s good to show your love when you really love someone, right?”

Fiona smiled and nodded.

“And, so… because of how much love I feel, how strong it is, that’s why I did those things with her, with Erin, because I love her. Just like I love you.”

“Um, Mommy?”

“Yes, honey?”

“Can you… love me? Like you did with Erin?”

There was silence in the room.

For several long seconds Sheila gazed into her child’s eyes, that pretty brunette, so young, just barely reaching puberty, but so desirable.

“Is that what you want, sweetheart?” she finally asked.

“Yeah, I, I think so. I mean, I did it, you know, well, sort of, with Aunt Bridget, and it was nice, I liked it. But I want to do more of it, with you. I think I really do.”

Silence again —— with sexual tension crackling in the air.

Bridget felt her nipples growing stiff. As she squeezed her thighs together, stimulating her clit, she suddenly realized that she was stroking Debby’s leg rather amorously. Maybe I’d better stop that, she thought, at least for now anyway. Later, well, who knows what might happen then?

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Angela stood naked in Bambi’s room, smiling at what she saw: her daughter sitting on the bed, a finger buried in her pussy, Amanda kneeling beside her, beaming, Paige next to Amanda, wide-eyed, apparently frightened but her fingers wet and shiny, and Gwen on the other side of Bambi, also with juicy fingers. All four girls were nude.

“You kids having fun?” she asked.

“Hi, Mommy,” Bambi grinned, sliding the finger out of her pussy and sucking on it.

“We — we — ” Gwen began, “I’m sorry, we, um…”

“It’s all right,” the woman assured her, “you’ve just been playing around a bit, having a good time. That’s fine. Your mothers and I have been doing the same thing.”

Paige’s eyes opened even wider, as did Amanda’s.

“But listen, it’s time we start preparing for our party tonight. You girls have to decide what you’re going to wear. I mean, we can’t have you prancing around the way you are now. Not that I would mind, not in the least, but our guests and the hotel staff might not be quite so understanding.”

The girls giggled, feeling more relaxed.

“So, get this room straightened up first. Did you take a shower already?”

Nods all around.

“All right, that’s good. Get the room cleaned up now, and the bathroom too. The staff will be here at 6:00 to start setting things up for the party. That’s a little less than an hour from now. Gwen and Paige, you can go down to your room and get whatever you want to wear tonight, or put it on down there, if you like.”

They started getting up, but then Angela said, “Oh, that reminds me…”

She went to the bedroom door and called, “Tina? Eve? Can you come here a moment?”

A pregnant pause, then Eve’s voice, “Right now?”

“Yes. Just come as you are. It’s fine.”

“All right.”

The girls could hear giggles on the other end, from the moms. A moment later Eve and Tina came through the door, holding hands, both as naked as Angela. They were blushing.

“Tina,” Angela said, “I’ve already invited Eve and her daughters to spend the night in our suite, sort of a slumber party. I’d like you and Amanda to join us too. Will you?”

“Tonight?”

“Yes.”

Tina looked at Amanda. The child was nodding enthusiastically, literally bouncing on the bed with excitement. It was clear she wouldn’t take no for an answer.

Smiling, Tina replied, “Sure, a slumber party sounds like fun. Let’s do it. Only…”

“Only what?” asked Angela.

“Only, we’ll need to go back to our motel first and get some things. We don’t have anything to wear but our swimsuits.”

“You could, I suppose,” said the tall blonde, a finger on her chin, musing, “but since you and Eve are about the same size, and since Bambi and Amanda could be twins, and since I don’t want to let either of you lovely things out of my sight for a second if I don’t have to, I propose that Amanda wear some of Bambi’s clothes for the party tonight, and that we get you fixed up in some of Eve’s things, or mine, we’ll get it figured out. So you don’t need to go anywhere!”

“Well… okay,” Tina shrugged, smiling.

“Good, it’s all set.” Angela gave the woman a quick kiss on the lips.

Then she turned back to the girls, clapping her hands together. “All right, kids, now get to work. I want this room looking like a showplace. Let’s go, chop-chop!”

They hopped up and got started as their naked moms left the bedroom arm in arm.

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“Well, uh… we… we have to be careful, honey…” Sheila began, “I mean, we can’t…”

Fiona frowned, looking confused.

“I think what your mother means,” put in Bridget, “is that not everyone would understand about this. That’s why you have to be so careful. She doesn’t want any… problems to happen.”

“That’s right,” Sheila nodded. “You and I know it’s all okay, that it’s a good thing, but a lot of people see it differently.”

“But I wouldn’t tell anyone,” Fiona insisted. “Why is it okay to do it with Erin and not with me?”

“Well, I…” Sheila wasn’t sure how to answer that. She gazed at her second daughter, searching her eyes. Then she looked slowly around at Bridget, at Debby, and at Erin.

“Maybe…” she finally said, nodding her head. “You know what, Bridget? I think she’s right.”

“What do you mean?” asked Bridget.

“I think Fiona’s right. It makes sense to me, it really does. I mean, think about it — I love all of you, Erin, Fiona, you and Debby, and I love sex. So,” she started to giggle, “why not just put them all together?”

“Put what together?”

“All of it. All of us. Love, sex, family — I mean, why try to separate it, keep it apart? Why not just put it all together?” Sheila felt giddy with excitement. “See what I mean?”

Bridget stared at her sister. Was she crazy, or… or was she on to something? Could they really do it? Could they actually get away with it? Do everything she’d dreamed about?

“You want it too, don’t you? I can see it!” laughed Sheila.

A very deep breath. Another one. Bridget’s head was spinning. She licked her lips. Was she really going to do this? Come out with it now, all of it? Admit her deepest, darkest desires, right here in front of everyone, including her 9-year-old daughter?

Sheila was ecstatic, eyes wild with joy and elation, anticipating the answer they both knew was coming.

“Well… we, we’d have to be careful.”

“Yes, of course we would, you’re right,” Sheila agreed, giggling again. “But you understand that, don’t you, Fiona?”

“Sure,” the girl nodded, smiling.

“And Erin knows to be quiet, we’ve already talked about that. She knows. So, um, how about you, Debby? Do you understand what we’re talking about here?”

“I think so,” the little girl answered. “My mom sorta told me on the way here. It’s about sex. You and Erin had sex, right? And now, um, now you want do it with Fiona too?”

“That’s right, honey. But there’s more. You tell her, Bridget.”

“Yeah, um, well, okay.”

Bridget shifted her daughter around in her lap until they were looking directly at each other. She paused a moment, licking her lips again, and then she began.

“So, this is something you and I do need to talk about, sweetie. Like your Aunt Sheila said before, we’re all family and that’s, you know, what this is all about. That we’re family, and we love each other, and, uh, and we want to show our love to each other. Do you know what I mean?”

Debby shrugged. “I guess.”

“Well, what I mean is, the way Aunt Sheila has been showing her love to Erin, her daughter, doing a lot more than just hugging and kissing, but actually having sex with her, you know, really loving someone the way you do when you feel that strongly. And the way she wants to do with Fiona now, and Fiona wants to do with her. Okay so far?”

“Mm-hm,” the girl nodded.

“Well, see, honey, I have those same feelings, the same strong kind of love and, uh, and desire, for you. When I look at you, when I think about you, when I feel so close to you, then I… I want to do those kinds of things with you too. Not only hug and kiss you, but do more. I want to… have sex with you.”

Debby smiled. “You do?”

“Yes, I do.”

“Okay.”

Bridget laughed out loud. “Okay? Just ‘okay’?”

“Yeah,” she shrugged, “if you want to, Mommy, I do too.”

“Oh, Debby!” Bridget pulled her close, wrapping her arms around her, squeezing her.

Then she thought of something else. “But there’s, uh, there’s another thing too. Remember what your Aunt Sheila said, about all of us loving each other, everyone together?”

Debby nodded.

“So, that means maybe I will, you know, have sex with Fiona too, or with Erin, or with…” she swallowed hard “…or with Aunt Sheila, my sister. And they, and they all might want to have sex with you, too, at some point. You see?”

The girl shrugged again. She appeared ready to accept anything.

Bridget stroked Debby’s cheek, her lust rising. “You’re so beautiful,” she breathed, pulling her tightly into her arms again.

After another long hug, Bridget took her daughter’s face in her hands, studying her, seeing only love and trust and willingness there. She nuzzled the child’s little nose, then kissed her gently on the lips.

Drawing back, she gazed at Debby a moment longer, at those big blue eyes, her pink lips, and oh yes, that sweet mouth, so tempting. She leaned in for another kiss, holding this one for several seconds.

Bridget’s heart was racing. She wanted her right now, right here, in front of the other girls and anyone else as well. But no, she couldn’t do that. She really had to get herself under control, take her time, be certain they all were completely ready first, especially Debby.

She sat back, breathing slowly in and out, calming herself. Then she said, “I want to make sure you understand something, honey. None of this has to happen at all, with you, I mean, unless you really want it to. I want to love you, have sex with you, and some of the others might want that too, but it’s up to you. You can always say no if you want to. All right?”

“Okay.”

“So, everything’s fine?”

“Uh-huh.” They grinned at each other.

“Good.” Bridget kissed her little girl one more time. “I’m glad we talked about it. And we can talk more about it, all of it, any time you want to, all right? But, uh, let’s see what everyone else is thinking now.”

She looked at the others, on the sofa. All three were smiling broadly, evidently appreciating the mother-daughter interaction they’d witnessed. Bridget took a final deep breath, feeling joyous. It was all out in the open, at last, hurray!

Sheila was holding both her daughters’ hands. She brought them to her lips, first kissing Fiona’s fingers, then Erin’s.

She addressed her older child, “You haven’t said anything yet, babe. How do you feel about all this?”

“It’s, it’s good, I think. I mean, it seems like kind of a lot, all at once, but, I mean, it’s good.”

“So, how would you feel if your Aunt Bridget wanted to have sex with you? Or maybe both of us at the same time? Would you like that?”

Erin blushed, but grinned, “Wow, yeah, that would be totally awesome.”

“And, uh, your little sister? I don’t know if she wants to yet, but she might someday.”

The girls peered around their mother at each other, giggling as their eyes met. “Sure, yeah, I’d definitely want that,” Erin said.

“Me too,” added Fiona.

“Well, there we are,” Sheila chuckled. “That’s what I call a happy, loving family.”

“I’ll say,” Bridget smiled, squeezing her daughter.

Then she looked at her watch. “Okay, so, if we want to go that party tonight, I guess we better start getting ready. Debby and I will need to go home and take showers and get dressed and everything.”

“Are you really sure you want to go?” her sister asked, adding with a leer, “I mean, we could stay here and have our own kind of party tonight.”

“Yeah, we could, and that’s tempting. But, you know, I still think we should go,” Bridget said. “For one thing, it’ll give us all time to relax and sort of think about all of this stuff, before… whatever happens next. And also, we might just learn something from, uh, from Angela. I’ve got a feeling she’s had a lot of experience in this area. You know what I mean?”

“Maybe you’re right,” Sheila nodded. “Okay, girls, how about going to a fun party tonight with some other moms and daughters? Does that sound good?”

They all seemed to think it did.

“All right,” said Bridget, “and tell you what, we’ll come back a little before 7:00 and pick you guys up, okay? We can all go in my car. That way, Shiel, you can enjoy yourself as much as you want and not have to worry about driving.”

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During the short trip home, Bridget thought to herself, hmm, let’s see, Angela said it would be her and her daughter plus two other women who have three daughters between them… so, counting us, that’ll make five women and seven young girls… this could be a very interesting evening.

Continue on to Chapter 15