Juicy Secrets Forbidden Tales of Lesbian Love

By Naughty Mommy

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It was still fairly early, not yet 10:00, but that was past the usual bedtime for the twins, so Hailey and Veronica snuggled up in one of the beds in the third bedroom at the condo, while Carol and her daughter Stacie got in the other bed. They said goodnight and turned out the light. As agreed, all four were naked.

Stacie and Carol didn’t mind at all going to bed that early. They’d both been looking forward to enjoying some sexy time together in the dark. As soon as the light was out, they turned toward each other and began softly kissing and caressing.

In the other bed, Hailey whispered, “Mom?”

“Yes, honey?”

“Can I ask you something?”

“Of course you can, baby.” Veronica was on her back with an arm around the little 8-year-old blonde, who was curled up beside her.

“Well, um, last night,” Hailey said, “Mommy showed me how to kiss a little bit. You know, how you and her kiss, the way grownup ladies kiss when they love each other.”

“Okay…”

“Did she tell you we did that?”

“Uh, well, yes, actually she did tell me.”

“So, um, can you do it with me too? So I can see if it’s different?”

“If it’s different?” Veronica chuckled.

“Yeah, if you kiss like her, the same as her, or if it’s different.”

“Well, that’s a clever way of asking.”

“Can we?”

Veronica took a deep breath. She definitely did want to kiss Hailey that way, but she wasn’t sure if it was right. She and Stephanie had begun a conversation that morning about what it all meant and what they should do, but then they’d been interrupted and had never found time to complete the discussion.

“Can we, Mom?” Hailey repeated, with a gentle nudge.

By that time, they were starting to hear soft moans coming from the other bed along with wet slurping sounds. Veronica knew very well what was happening: Carol and her daughter were making love. She felt a warm stirring in her pussy.

“Well, okay, I guess we can do that,” Veronica consented, turning on her side toward the little girl.

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“Ohh, GOD!!” Sheila was coming again, masturbating furiously as she witnessed the older performer at The Harem being brought to a powerful orgasm by the two young girls who were fucking her.

None of the other spectators was close to a climax yet, although many were playing with themselves and all were extremely turned on. They watched intently as the woman seated on the bench with her head thrown back shuddered a few more times, moaning loudly. And then, as her spasms gradually receded, she brought her head forward, opened her eyes, and gave her audience a seductive smile.

The girls beside her now slowly removed their fingers from the woman’s vagina and raised them to one another’s mouths, feeding each other the succulent juices that dripped from their fingers. They grinned at each other and shared a quick kiss, then turned to the woman, moving their fingers to her mouth. Bringing their lips together, the erotic entertainers savored the delicious taste of feminine sex and enjoyed a long wet three-way kiss.

“Have you ever done that, honey? Tasted the sweet juice from inside a woman’s pussy?” Angela asked Debby, who was seated on her lap.

“No.”

“Would you like to?”

“I don’t know. What does it taste like?”

“It’s nice. I think you’d like it. Do you want to try?”

“Okay.”

Angela turned to the side. “Bridget?” she said to Debby’s mother.

“Yeah?”

Bridget had a hand inside her panties. Her slacks were unbuttoned and unzipped. The woman’s face was flushed and shiny with sweat, her eyes hooded. She was obviously very aroused.

“Debby wants to taste you,” Angela said.

“What?”

“Get your finger nice and wet, and then give some to Debby. Your daughter wants to find out what pussy tastes like.”

“She does?”

When Angela nodded, Bridget smiled and said, “All right,” then pushed two fingers deep inside her cunt, scooping up a sample of her abundant juices. Slowly she drew the fingers out, shivering with lascivious lust, and brought the special treat to her little girl’s mouth.

As this was happening, the performers in front of them were changing position. The youngest girl, who appeared to be only 9 or 10 years old, with tiny breast buds and a totally hairless slit, was now lying on her back on the padded bench.

The woman, finally recovered from her orgasm, raised one of the girl’s small legs and mounted her, scissors-style, pressing their naked pussies together. The other girl, a nubile teenager of perhaps 13 or 14, stood over the younger girl’s head, straddling her and facing toward the woman. As she lowered her crotch to the open mouth beneath her, she leaned forward to kiss the older performer, who was beginning to move on top of the girl beneath her, tribbing with her.

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Stephanie was flabbergasted. No sooner had she turned out the light in the master bedroom at the condo and settled in to fall asleep with little Jordan, than the girl began to fondle her, touching her bare breasts, playing with her nipples. It seemed almost like foreplay! But this was a 7-year-old child!!

“Honey, what are you…” she began.

“Yours are really really really nice,” Jordan said. “So big and round, like balloons.”

In spite of herself, Stephanie laughed. “Like balloons?”

But then the girl was pinching her erect nipples — squeezing and pulling and twisting them — and Stephanie’s laughter turned into an involuntary moan of sexual arousal.

“Mmmm, nice…… but, but you shouldn’t do that, baby.”

“Why not?”

“Well, it’s…”

“I do it with Mommy, and with Nanna. And I did it with Kelly.”

“With Kelly? But — and your mother? And Nanna??”

“Uh-huh.”

Now Stephanie really didn’t know what to think. Somehow, though, she managed to find the willpower to remove the little girl’s hands from her breasts. She turned onto her side, facing her, holding the child’s small hands in hers. Enough light came in through the window that they could see each other.

“Sweetie, um, it’s okay if you do whatever you do with your mommy, and uh, with Nanna. But I don’t think you should do that with me. Not until after I talk about it first with your mother, all right?”

Jordan’s mouth twisted unhappily. She liked Stephanie’s big boobies a whole lot, and she really liked the way her nipples stuck out so far. She’d never seen any as long as that.

“Can I just suck your nipples?” she asked.

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Things were speeding up at The Harem. In their heightened state of sexual arousal, the three performers all appeared to be approaching orgasm very quickly. The youngest girl on the bench was squirming, bucking, raising her crotch to meet the thrusts of the woman above her, who was vigorously tribbing with her. The teenager, straddling the younger girl, was grinding her pussy into the girl’s mouth while at the same time kissing the woman.

In the audience, Sheila, Tina, Eve, Gwen, Erin, and even 12-year-old Fiona were all openly masturbating. After giving Debby a taste of her pussy juice, which the child seemed to enjoy very much, Bridget had immediately resumed fucking herself.

Only Angela, among the women, was not masturbating, and that was because she had Debby on her lap and was having such a good time fondling the child’s pussy through her thin cotton panties. Now she insistently pressed her fingers in, parting the girl’s labia, pushing the fabric between her lips. She felt Debby shudder under her touch, and yes, Angela could actually detect warm moisture seeping through onto her fingers.

The seated mothers and daughters all stared at the spectacle in front of them, rapidly progressing toward a peak. Eve had her jeans open now with both hands inside her panties, working hard. She wanted to come at the same time as the performers if she could. Gwen, sitting next to Eve, was getting close too. Bridget was also nearly ready to come again, while Sheila, of course, was on the edge almost constantly.

And then it was time. The first to reach orgasm was the teenage performer, riding the face of the younger girl. The audience heard her cry out and watched as her slender body was jolted repeatedly by orgasmic spasms. This made the woman move even faster on top of the girl, and within less than a minute they heard squeals of pleasure as the pre-pubescent child climaxed. She was followed shortly by the woman, who loudly groaned, throwing back her head, shoving her wet cunt against the girl’s, over and over again.

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In the second bedroom at the condo, 14-year-old Kelly was lying in bed with her little sister Holly, 8 years old, on top of her. They were both naked and were kissing enthusiastically, their mouths open, tongues entwining. A lamp beside the bed was on.

When Holly pulled away to take a breath, Kelly wiped her lips and asked, “So do you like that?’

“Yeah, it’s nice,” Holly grinned. “I like doing it. Have you kissed other girls that way before too?”

“Well, um, only a couple times. Once, at, at a sleepover at Becca’s. Some of us did it then. It was fun. And then, well, I did it with Jordan too, the other night at the motel.”

“With Jordan, at the motel?”

“Uh-huh.”

“She kissed me like that today. That’s where I learned how.”

“Jordan did? When?”

“Before dinner, when we went outside for a while. Me and Hailey started kissing that way too, except then Mommy came out and saw us.”

“Wow, did she get mad?”

“I don’t think so. She didn’t say anything about it. She just called us to come and eat. I don’t think she minds. I mean, she already kissed Hailey and everything.”

“Yeah, that’s true.”

All this kissing between various family members made Kelly wonder how much further things would eventually go. She knew for a fact that her Aunt Carol was having sex with her own daughter, Stacie, and also with her granddaughter, Jordan. So, would the kissing lead to other stuff? She hoped it would!

“Are you tired yet? Do you wanna go to sleep, or do you wanna kiss some more?”

“More kissing,” Holly giggled.

“Okay, except… let’s lay this way now.”

Kelly turned onto her side, facing the little blonde. Her pussy was aching to be touched and she thought that maybe in this position she could play with herself without Holly noticing it. Maybe.

“We can kiss,” she said, “and, um, you can also touch me if you want to, my boobs, I mean, and like, my nipples. I really want you to, okay?”

“All right.” Holly put her hands on Kelly’s breasts, small fingers tentatively caressing her sister’s puffy nipples.

Kelly sighed and shivered as she felt the gentle touch shoot straight from her sensitive nipples to her clit. She brought her mouth to Holly’s and they kissed again.

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Eve climaxed, as did Gwen beside her. Bridget and Sheila both did as well. Neither Tina nor Erin nor Fiona reached orgasm, but they continued rubbing their wet pussies as they watched the performers wind down from their own climaxes. The room was quiet, except for the sounds of heavy breathing. A heady aroma of feminine arousal filled the air.

Slowly the woman and the two girls disentangled themselves and then stood in front of the bench, facing the small audience. They smiled broadly, their naked bodies gleaming with perspiration, the youngest girl’s cheeks shiny with juices from the teenager.

Angela began applauding and the rest soon joined her. Sheila put her fingers in her mouth and whistled. Everyone laughed and cheered.

When the applause finally died down, the woman, who was standing in the center holding the hands of the two girls, stepped forward slightly. Speaking with a strong accent, she said, “You may wonder, and I want you to know, because I am proud. My name is Hafsa. These are my beautiful daughters, Rana and Azra. Now we will finish for you, a special finish. I hope you enjoy what you see.”

More applause greeted this announcement. Some were surprised that the three were mother and daughters, though many had suspected it. But nearly all were amazed that the woman would admit it so readily and without shame.

Before continuing, the performers turned the bench 90 degrees. The youngest girl, Azra, again lay down on her back, but this time with her feet on the floor. Her legs were apart, her crotch facing toward the spectators. Her mother, Hafsa, gracefully straddled the child’s head, using her fingers to open her own pussy lips and then lowering her cunt to her daughter’s mouth. The audience sighed, almost in unison.

Hafsa leaned down, putting her hands on Azra’s slender thighs. She pulled the girl’s legs even farther apart. Everyone inched forward in their seats to watch closely as the woman placed her fingers on the girl’s labia and parted them. They could see her pink center, gleaming with moisture. Hafsa slowly gazed along the row of spectators, making eye contact with each of them, smiling proudly. Then she lowered her face, extended her tongue, and licked the child’s visibly erect clit.

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Carol and Stacie were fucking each other, lying side by side, kissing, moaning, each with a finger deep inside the other’s pussy, mother and daughter having sex.

In the other bed, Veronica was leaning over Hailey, holding the little blonde’s face in her hands, running the tip of her tongue around the edge of her lips. It always excited Stephanie when Veronica kissed her that way, and she hoped it would do the same for Hailey.

It appeared to be working. The girl was breathing hard, her body trembling. By instinct, it seemed, her hands had gone to Veronica’s breasts, finding the nipples, playing with them, fingering the taut hardness.

Her touch was driving Veronica wild. But my god, she thought to herself, this is a little girl, my own daughter! I shouldn’t be getting so turned on, but I just can’t help it, I am!

Taking a deep breath, she pulled back slightly. Although it was mostly dark in the room, they could see each other. Veronica smiled at the girl. “I like it when you touch me that way,” she whispered, “when you touch my nipples. It feels nice.”

“Okay.” Hailey returned the smile. “But, um, Mom?”

After applying a tender kiss to those irresistible soft pink lips, Veronica responded, “Yes?”

“What are they doing over there?” Hailey whispered. “Is that like what, you know, what you and Mommy did in the motel?”

The noises coming from the other bed were quite loud now, grunts and groans and sighs and wet slapping sounds and urgent pleas from both women: “Yes – yes – fuck me – make me come!”

A shiver passed through Veronica. This was a moment of truth — a moment for truth. She nodded at Hailey, putting their foreheads together, answering in a very soft voice, “Yes, baby, that’s right, it is the same thing. They, uh, they’re making love, just like me and Mommy do.”

“Um, but… Aunt Carol is… she’s Stacie’s mom, isn’t she?”

“Yes, she is.”

Hailey didn’t say anything else right away. Apparently she was thinking. And they both were listening to the sounds that seemed to be growing continually louder.

Veronica squeezed her thighs together, stimulating her clit, and then gently nuzzled the little girl. “Are you okay, honey?”

“Yeah, I am. I just…”

Then they heard Stacie’s voice, “God! God! Yes!” And only seconds after that, Carol gasped and moaned. Both had reached climax.

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After kissing and sucking her youngest daughter’s clit for a minute or two, Hafsa straightened up once again. She smiled at the spectators, and then glanced down between her legs. Azra’s tongue was busily working there, licking her mother’s pussy. Hafsa put her hands on her own breasts, massaging them, pinching the nipples, sighing in pleasure. Then she nodded at Rana, who was standing to the side, watching.

The slim teenager stepped up to the bench. She carefully placed her hands, taking a firm grip on the bench at a level even with her sister’s waist, one hand on either side. Then, in a stunningly skillful gymnastic move, she leapt from the floor into a handstand, her toes pointed at the ceiling, her slim strong body facing toward the audience. For several seconds she held that pose before slowly beginning to part her legs, holding them straight but extending them into a V, and then stretching them even farther out until they were parallel to the floor.

There was scattered applause, although most were too amazed to do anything but gaze in awe at the sight. Holding this impressive pose for another few moments, Rana then gradually brought her legs back together until once again they were pointing straight up. And then she did something even more astonishing. After bending her elbows to flex her arms and lower her body a few inches, she suddenly launched herself upward while spinning 180 degrees, landing exactly reversed, hands on either side of Azra’s waist, but now facing the other way.

“Wow!” exclaimed several in the audience, along with “oh my god,” and many loud gasps of amazement. A few clapped. Most just stared, slack-jawed.

As they watched, Rana slowly opened her legs again, into a V. Then she bent them down, toward her mother. Hafsa put her hands on the teen’s thighs, guiding her, bringing her pussy to her mouth. Rana laid her legs over her mother’s shoulders, and now, supported by the woman, lowered her own face to her little sister’s pussy. They were prepared, ready for three-way cunnilingus in an acrobatic incestuous daisy-chain.

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