Juicy Secrets Forbidden Tales of Lesbian Love

By Cheryl Taggert

Emily lay on me, her lithe body stretched out over mine, and kissed me with all the passion that had been building all day. She had come several times, of course, twice as I watched her, but she was obviously very turned on by what had happened that evening. I had no idea how often Nikki had come, though I knew it was at least once, but I guessed it was probably more than that. As we kissed, my mind wandered back nearly nine years to my first time masturbating Emily and, later, Nikki. I wondered again how much that early introduction to orgasms had fed their future libido. Glancing at Nikki, I could see she was quite involved with Lisa. Their tongues were matching the dance Emily’s and my tongues were happily performing as we kissed each other deeply and with an eroticism that was usually reserved strictly for adults.

My daughters, it occurred to me, were children in most ways, but they were adults when it came to sexual desires. I decided that if my early sexual contact with them had led to this, I would have no regrets. We were what we were, and I’d been lucky enough to find another woman who shared my desires. The fact that we had two beautiful and more-than-willing partners under age ten to satisfy those desires felt like winning the sexual lottery.

Emily looked at me with mischievous desire painting her expression. She was obviously thinking of the many things she would do to me now that we were in bed together in a passionate embrace. She moved down my body to my boobs, where my nipples were already stiffened from the desire I felt. She looked at me again, grinned perversely, and moved her mouth onto my nipple for the first time since she’d been a baby feeding at my breast. She began to suck, chew, and kiss my nipple while she began to subconsciously hump my knee with her little pussy. I could feel the moisture on my leg as she pressed herself against me there. My mouth instantly watered and my heartbeat quickened, knowing I would be tasting her juices for the first time in a matter of only a few minutes.

Emily continued making oral love to my breasts. She looked so lovely with her mouth attached to me there, sucking my nipple the way she did as a baby, but now for a totally different reason. She was hungry, yes, but not for milk. She was hungry now for the intense passion of that moment. She longed, as I did, for the waves of pleasure that such acts brought to our respective pussies. Putting it bluntly, she was hungry for an orgasm. I could feel myself getting wetter from the sensations she was giving me, and I knew her own pussy would be responding the same way.

I looked over at Nikki and Lisa, and Lisa was moving down Nikki’s naked body, her destination easy to read. Nikki’s vulva stood up from her belly in a gently curved mound, the slit between the labia looking as delicious as I knew it would be. Lisa was at Nikki’s navel, playing softly with it by pushing her tongue into the small indentation of flesh there the way her tongue would soon push its way softly into Nikki’s small, hairless pussy. Nikki was watching Lisa, taking in the movements and the sensations they brought her. She was making small humping movements with her hips, subconsciously urging her pussy toward the mouth that was about to devour it.

Just as Emily’s mouth began to move down my body, leaving my nipples for the moment to discover other treasures, Lisa’s mouth landed on Nikki’s bare pussy. I could see her tongue split the outer labia to dive into the joys beneath. The look on Lisa’s face was one of pure bliss, as if she were tasting the most delicious food in the entire universe–and I suppose she was. Nikki’s face changed as well. She threw her head back and squinched her eyes closed. I could see the pleasures Lisa’s tongue created on Nikki’s face. The word ecstasy came to my mind, unbidden, and I realized this was, indeed, what I was seeing. Pure ecstasy. Pleasure beyond measure.

Now it was my turn to feel what Nikki was feeling. Emily, whose road map had been obvious from the moment she broke our kiss, had arrived at my own shaved and waxed pussy. Looking into my center as if it were some crystal ball that would tell her how wonderful her life would be from now on because of this one moment, she paused, perhaps to savor the seconds before her first taste of my sexuality, her first sips of my juices of passion and love, the first contact of her tongue on my pussy. She was aware now that this would not be our last time together, but she also seemed to have the mature understanding that there was only one first time, and she appeared to want to relish it for just a moment before experiencing the joys she knew awaited her.

Then glancing at me with what I can only describe as pure sexual love, she moved her lips to my pussy, lay her mouth upon my inner labia, curled her tongue up to greet my clit, and began to moan with the absolute joy she experienced by finally being able to taste what she’d been wanting to taste so badly. Again, the word ecstasy leaped into my mind as I looked at her face when those first seconds of tasting my pussy had finally happened. Then the word ecstasy was replaced by another word: Love. Yes, only love can cause such great pleasure and passion.

How could this be wrong? I asked myself. She was not forced to do anything. Instead, she was doing what she wanted to do with every fiber of her being. She was not feeling “used” or “forced” or “coerced” in any way. My heart sang with the sudden knowledge that what I feared most–that she would hate me one day for allowing this to happen–would never happen. This moment of absolute and pure love was nothing more than that, yet it was everything at the same time. It was as simple as saying the word love and as complicated as feeling it throughout your entire body. I realized at that moment that this was right for us, just as I knew it would not be right for someone else. Our total love for each other–mother and daughter–had been working towards this passionate event from the moment the little girl, who was in one important way a woman prone between my legs, first placed her minutes-old lips upon my breast for the first time to feed and my reaction of sudden desire to that event had blind-sided me. This was meant to be; it was as easy as that. Suddenly, I was wondering why I had waited so long to bring our relationship to this point.

In the midst of all this thought, my mind was also focused on the intense pleasure Emily’s lips were bringing me. It was as if I were two people: the mother who was observing this exchange of sexual love and the lover who was the recipient of the pleasure.

Moans beside me diverted my attention again, and I was suddenly aware of a regret that I had not been the first to put my lips upon Nikki’s pussy, but I quickly pushed that thought away as jealousy born of my own reluctance to do so months or years ago. Nikki was definitely enjoying what Lisa was doing to her. I looked down and saw that Lisa had one finger tickling either my younger daughter’s little pussy or butt hole, I couldn’t tell which from that angle, while Lisa’s mouth licked from her tiny clit to where that finger lay against that most sensitive of places. Nikki looked as if she might float above the bed, she was so turned on by what was being done to her. Lisa’s tongue continued its journey of sensation.

Nikki began to buck her hips, and loud moans filled the room. Even Emily slowed her own seduction of my pussy to watch her baby sister come. As soon as Nikki had crested, however, she was back at my pussy, licking in earnest to bring me to an orgasm–the first orgasm she had ever given me that didn’t involve my fingers with only a fantasy of her.

Immediately, I felt the orgasm that had been hiding in me while my thoughts raced among related matters begin to build. I could tell it was going to be big, perhaps the biggest orgasm I had ever had, and my mind and body welcomed it. It came on me like a sudden, crashing wave speeding to the shore of some well-known ocean beach that still had a mysterious quality that surrounded it, as if the location was familiar, but the tides had changed the shore to alter the beach’s appearance somewhat. I waited for that wave to swallow me, knowing it would be an experience I had never had before that was, at the same time, similar to other experiences.

And then it happened. The wave seemed to grab me and toss me like a rag-doll, washing the orgasmic bliss over me, and surrounding me with it, the way the ocean would surround me if I were washed into the surf by a large wave. I could hear someone screaming, but the sound was muffled, and it wasn’t until the wave began to release me and I began to surface from the more intense spasms of the orgasm that I realized the screams were mine.

When the orgasm began to subside, and I was once again more aware of my surroundings, I looked at the woman and two young girls I loved with all my heart. The woman was smiling knowingly; the girls looked surprised, or maybe even slightly afraid.

I smiled in reassurance at my daughters and breathed out a sigh while I said, “I’m fine.” Emily and Nikki smiled back, realizing that I must have just had the most intense orgasm of my life. Nikki, especially, seemed to know what I felt.

I crooked my index finger of my right hand at Emily. She moved to me, and we lay together and kissed for a moment.

“I don’t think I can move right now,” I said, “but if you wish, you can straddle my head and lower your pussy to my lips, and I will lick you to an orgasm.”

Emily smiled, grinned actually, and immediately moved into position.

I gazed up at the bald pussy that was being offered to me. It was different from a waxed pussy in that it had never had any downy hair grow from its outer shell, the labia that protected a girl’s most precious gift from nature. I felt my mouth begin to water as she lowered herself onto my lips. I stuck out my tongue as my older daughter’s pussy descended and felt the small crease that opened to allow my tongue to bathe every millimeter of the wonderful, delicious flesh within those folds.

And bathe my daughter’s inner secrets is exactly what I did.

Emily immediately began to squirm as my tongue began its assault on her tenderest places. Her whimpers told me she was enjoying this, perhaps more than she could have ever envisioned she would.

Her pussy seemed to take on a life of its own. Her hips would sway this way and that, causing me to have to follow her to keep my mouth on her precious mound. I could feel her small clit beneath my exploring tongue, and each swipe across her hood of flesh caused her to spasm slightly with the total enjoyment she was feeling. Soon she was moving her hips back and forth with enthusiasm, instinctively creating a fucking motion that caused her pussy to enhance the contact between my lips and tongue and her clit and inner labia.

Her pussy juice was like apple juice, it was so sweet. Yet, there was also the tangy flavor of a mature woman’s pussy as well, just not nearly as strong. I could taste a hint of pee as well. And the softness of her vulva, with its surface so devoid of hair, was like kissing warm, buttered cotton. My own juices began to flow again with the knowledge I was licking my nine-year-old daughter’s pussy and she was enjoying it without guilt or blame.

I had recovered from my previous orgasm enough to engage my hands in the pleasuring of my daughter. I moved them to her small butt and began to knead the flesh there, enjoying the feel of the petite globes of flesh as I squeezed and spread them. I wanted to do what I thought Lisa had done to Nikki. I wanted to finger her there and lick the tiny orifice to show my little one how much pleasure could be derived from having someone with the knowledge and desire to awaken that small erogenous zone.

Lifting Emily’s butt a few inches, my mouth sought her little star, and soon I was lathering my spit on her butt hole with my tongue. She began to squeal even more, and I replaced my tongue with a finger, playing gently with her there before moving to her clit and back to her butt with my tongue.

Emily nearly went wild with the sensations. Her hips seemed to lose control as she flexed her pussy and butt hole against my mouth and tongue. At the moment, she was loving everything that was happening to her.

I became aware that Lisa was now panting beside me. I glanced over and saw she was watching what I did to Emily’s pussy and butt. I could not see Nikki, and I assumed she was licking Lisa’s pussy. The look on Lisa’s face suggested I was 100% correct.

I went back to concentrating on bringing Emily to the most powerful orgasm she had ever experienced. After all, turn about is fair play, and she definitely deserved to receive what she had so wonderfully given me.

I sucked her tiny clit and its hood into my mouth and began to vibrate my tongue across it.

That broke the dam. Emily was grunting, groaning, and squealing with the intensity of her orgasm. It seemed to last for several minutes, it was so powerful. When I looked up at her, she had tears moving down her cheeks, but she was smiling as if she had just gotten that horse she asked for every Christmas and birthday.

Moving from her position above me, she lay down and we cuddled while watching her sister bring Lisa to her orgasm. From what I could see, Nikki was quite a talented pussy-licker. She had already learned where everything was and it was driving Lisa mad. I leaned over and kissed her as Emily moved to where she could suck and lick Lisa’s breasts.

Within a minute, she was coming, and based on her reactions to the orgasm, it was as stunning as the ones Emily and I had before, and probably Nikki, too.

Afterwards, we lay in my bed, panting to catch our breath, and I looked at Lisa. She was looking at me. I could tell she was wondering if maybe I was having second thoughts about this arrangement. I wanted to let her know that I wasn’t. I wanted her to know I was grateful for her part in this.

I wanted her to know I love her.

So I leaned over and kissed her with as much tender passion as I could. When I leaned back, there were tears in my eyes.

“So, when are you moving in?” I asked.

She smiled as if she, too, were getting a present she longed for, and tears filled her eyes and spilled over as well.

“My lease on my apartment is up the end of next month,” was all she said.

“Really?!” said Emily, suddenly perking up. “You’re gonna move in with us?!”

Lisa looked at Emily, then at me, and finally at Nikki, who was waiting excitedly for her answer.

“If you’ll have me,” she said.

My daughters’ squeals were almost as loud as they had been when the girls had reached those intense orgasms.

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