Juicy Secrets Forbidden Tales of Lesbian Love

By Naughty Mommy

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Debby wasn’t quite sure what was happening. It must be that organism thing again. Angela was playing with herself and making loud noises, but there was also a bunch of wet stuff coming out of her. Was she peeing or something? That was really weird. And in the swimming pool Bambi was acting like she was having that thing too, the sex thing, except she wasn’t rubbing herself. How was she doing it??

Erin hugged Debby and shivered with excitement. She hadn’t really had a chance to do anything once it started, it all happened so fast. First she saw Bambi and Fiona getting in front of the water jets in the pool, and then she saw Angela take off her underwear and open her legs and actually start masturbating, right out in the open. Then her mom came out of the house and took her panties off and told the other ladies to do it too, which they both did. And now, all of a sudden, two orgasms at the same time and even some squirting. Wow!

Fiona wasn’t close yet. It felt wonderful to have the water whooshing against her crotch, but it was mostly just a good feeling. She had never been able to come that way. Bambi sure was, though, and then, omigod, Angela, it was unbelievable! Just look at her — legs spread wide, fingers in her pussy, and she’s dripping all over the place — so totally hot! Maybe Fiona wouldn’t be able to reach orgasm in front of the jet in the pool, but she sure did want to have one herself that night, at least one, maybe more!

Amanda stood staring. She had climbed out of the pool, getting ready to jump back in, but then she saw Angela stand up and take off her undies and right away sit down again and start playing with herself, which was like, wow, and then the other lady, Erin’s mom, came out and took off her panties too, and then so did Debby’s mom and so did her own mom, Tina. All the ladies had their undies off. Amanda thought maybe she should take off her bikini bottom and be like them, and maybe the top too, but just as she was thinking about that, Bambi started squealing in the corner of the pool. She looked over and saw her friend and it seemed like she was having an orgasm, although Amanda wasn’t really sure how. Before she could figure that out, though, Angela went crazy, groaning and getting all super wet and just coming all over the place. It was pretty amazing for a 10-year-old to see!

Sheila resisted. She badly wanted to join in, either by masturbating, or perhaps by kneeling down in front of Angela and licking her pussy. Or maybe licking Tina’s pussy. Sheila noticed that the younger woman was rubbing herself now too. However, she had a dinner to cook.

She’d started the potatoes but would need to get the grill going for the swordfish pretty soon and then put the asparagus in the oven right after that, so she really couldn’t allow herself to indulge at this point. Later, though… she would fuck both women later, all of them! She winked at her sister, Bridget, who was standing on the patio wearing nothing but a blouse and a smile, and went back to the kitchen to prepare the pomegranate glaze and have another glass of wine.

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It made Kelly really happy that Gwen had followed her and the little girls when they went inside the condo. She’d led everyone upstairs and into the second bedroom, where she was to sleep that night with Jordan. Now they were all sitting on the bed, shoes off, looking at each other and grinning.

“You guys,” Kelly said to Holly and Hailey and Jordan, “this is my friend, Gwen. She’s really pretty, don’t you think?”

Happy nods from the little ones.

Gwen blushed but felt very pleased. She wasn’t used to being called pretty and it was awfully nice. It made her like Kelly even more.

“And, um, Gwen, do you… do you want to do some kissing and stuff with us? Cuz they, um, all three of them, they like doing it, kissing, I mean. And you can kiss them if you want to. And if they want to.”

“I want to,” the twins answered in unison. “Me too!” added Jordan, bouncing on her knees.

Kelly’s heart was pounding. She knew she was taking a big chance being so upfront about this with Gwen, but it seemed to be okay.

The tall older girl was smiling and licking her lips. She raised her eyebrows. “You… you guys want to kiss me?”

“Uh-huh,” the three kids eagerly replied.

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Erin put Debby down in the shallow end, and climbed out of the pool. She walked slowly over toward where Angela and Tina were sitting. She stopped in front of them, looking at them for a moment, and then removed the top of her bikini. The women gazed at her, their eyes fastened on the teenager’s small round breasts and her puckered dark pink nipples. Erin let them get a good look, and then carefully, deliberately, untied the strings on one side of her bikini bottoms. Standing with her feet apart, and holding the open strings with one hand, she reached over to the other side and tugged on a string. Then she let everything go. The wet cloth fell away. She was naked.

Although she wasn’t really satisfied with the pear-shape of her body, Erin was aware that certain women found her almost irresistible: her pale, lightly-freckled skin, her softly rounded curves, the classic combination of red hair and green eyes, her small nose and full plump lips (both sets), her mouth so naturally pink that she almost never wore lipstick because she didn’t need to. And it was perfectly obvious that these women were very attracted to her. They stared like hungry animals, almost drooling.

Erin remained standing for several seconds, allowing Tina and Angela to look her up and down. Then she smiled and said, “I think I’ll go inside and see if my mom needs any help.”

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“That is such a pretty dress,” Carol said as she sat down next to Paige. “And you are a very beautiful young girl.”

“Um, thanks.” Paige had to bite her lip to stop from giggling like a little kid. She felt nervous, but it was fun to kind of fool around with the older ladies. It made her glad she’d decided to stay outside and flirt with them. She glanced at her mom, making sure it was all right. Eve winked at her daughter and blew her kiss.

Paige turned back to Carol. “The, uh, the fabric is really soft. Do you… want to feel it?”

It was a long white sleeveless peasant dress the 11-year-old was wearing, made of a thin cotton voile that was nearly see-through in the right light.

“Yes, I would like to feel it,” Carol smiled, placing her hand on a slender thigh, gently squeezing and then sliding her palm slowly upward, over the girl’s hip and onto her belly.

Paige trembled as she felt the woman’s touch. It was a little scary but exciting all at once, and she wanted to encourage Carol to do even more. She arched her back, thrusting out her chest, proudly displaying her developing breast buds. The dark color of her nipples was clearly visible through the lightweight material.

“Mmm, very very nice,” Carol purred. She slid her hand up higher, coming close to but not quite touching those tempting erect nipples.

“Paige, why don’t you stand up for a minute,” Veronica suggested. “I’d like to see how that dress flows when you move around.”

“Oh, um, all right.” The girl got to her feet and took few steps away from the women, across the deck toward the ocean. She swirled the long skirt for them.

Veronica sat down next to her sister, Carol, on the lounge chair she was occupying. Together they gazed at the vision of loveliness in front of them.

With the late afternoon sun now directly behind her, Paige’s dress was virtually transparent. The women could admire her slim figure, the gap between her thighs, and easily make out the shape of her white hipster panties.

Carol slowly shook her head. “Wow, you are gorgeous. Just so delicious.”

“Thanks,” Paige giggled.

“Speaking of delicious,” Stephanie said to Stacie with a chuckle, “could you run inside for me and get those two platters of vegetables from the fridge? I think it’s time to put them on.”

“Oh, okay, sure.” Stacie put down her beer and went in to retrieve the zucchini, onions, tomatoes, and peppers that Stephanie had prepared for grilling.

Once inside, though, the woman hesitated for a second. There was no sign of the girls on the first floor, so they must have gone up to one of the bedrooms. Stacie wondered what they might be doing up there and had to fight the urge to go and see. There would be time for all that later, she told herself, and turned toward the kitchen.

Upstairs, Gwen had Jordan on her lap, straddling her. The little girl’s legs were wrapped around Gwen’s waist, squeezing tightly as they pressed their bodies together and kissed wetly. Beside them on the bed, Holly and Hailey were both lying on top of Kelly, taking turns kissing her, sometimes both at once.

Stacie came back outside. As she was helping Stephanie load the vegetables onto the grill, next to the chicken, she quietly asked, “What do you think the kids are doing upstairs?”

“Oh, I don’t know. Is that where they went?”

“Yeah, I think so. But, I mean, you know how Jordan can be… how, um, enthusiastic. Are you okay if she, well, if she does something with Gwen? Would that upset you?”

Stephanie didn’t reply right away. The picture in her mind of a hot little 7-year-old naked on top of a tall athletic teenager was extremely stimulating. Immediately she felt that familiar sensation, her pussy getting damp.

She took a deep breath and tried to calm her libido. “Well, I think it should all be okay. I mean, whatever happens is gonna happen, right?”

“Yeah, I guess so. I suppose you’re right.” Stacie smiled and patted Stephanie’s arm.

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Their dinner — grilled swordfish steaks with a pomegranate glaze served with oven-roasted asparagus and potatoes au gratin plus a green salad — was a huge hit. The women couldn’t stop complimenting Sheila on her culinary brilliance. Even the kids seemed to enjoy everything.

Of course, all the flavors were highlighted by the fact that almost no one was wearing anything. The five girls each were naked while the four moms were in minimal attire, with breasts on open display and no underwear at all, as requested by Sheila.

When they were finally finished eating, everyone completely satisfied, Tina offered to help with the dishes. But their hostess guffawed, “Fuck the dishes! I can do them tomorrow. Right now I’m much more interested in fucking you and your daughter and my daughters and my sister and her daughter, and just — everybody!” They all joined in her laughter.

So, after stacking the dishes in the sink, the group adjourned to the family room where the remaining items of clothing were removed and they all settled in for a fun evening of lesbian sex and incest.

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The barbecued chicken and grilled vegetables at the condo also were happily received. Stephanie accepted many plaudits, all well deserved. But instead of immediately launching into debauchery when dinner was over, they did the cleanup and then relaxed out on the deck with snifters of brandy for the women and sodas for the kids.

The adults observed knowing looks and giggles being passed around among the girls, telling them something naughty must have taken place upstairs earlier, but no one was too worried about it. As Stephanie had said to Stacie, whatever happened was going to happen, and this seemed to be the prevailing attitude. At the same time, there didn’t seem to be any hurry to move on to whatever might come next. They sat back, enjoying the soft breeze and the sound of the surf. After a while, the box of Godiva chocolates was opened and passed around and soon they’d all disappeared.

When the sun dipped into the ocean and the air took on a chill, they decided to go inside. Gwen looked at her mom, hoping she wouldn’t say they should go back to the hotel. She did not want to leave yet. Although they hadn’t really done anything in the bedroom upstairs except for some passionate kissing, she was pretty sure they would be doing a lot more if they got the chance. And she really wanted that.

As the adults began to arrange themselves on the sofas and chairs in the small living room, the kids, including Paige, all looked at each other and instantly, silently, agreed.

“We’re gonna go upstairs, okay?” Kelly said to her moms. “And just… do stuff.”

“All right,” Veronica nodded, and then asked, “But, uh, what kind of stuff do you think you’ll be doing?”

The teenager shrugged. “You know, just like… stuff.”

Gwen held her breath, praying no one would object or ask them any more questions. She saw the two lesbian mothers look at her mom, Eve, and also at Jordan’s mom, Stacie. There was a brief pause, and then they all nodded simultaneously, as if reaching a decision.

Veronica turned back to the girls with a grin. “Sure, it’s fine. Go ahead, have fun.”

“Um, wait,” said Stacie. “Jordan, come here a second, sweetie.”

The little girl trotted over to her mother, who took her onto her lap and began whispering in her ear. After a moment a big smile lit Jordan’s face. She gave her mommy a long hug, then jumped off her lap and went back to the other girls, taking Kelly’s hand. Not wanting to tempt any more discussion, the kids raced up the stairs and vanished into the second bedroom, shutting the door behind them.

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Tina hesitated.

She was standing naked in the family room at Sheila’s house, watching as the illicit lesbian orgy began to get underway. There were four moms and five daughters, the young girls ranging in age from 9 to 15, and it seemed like the plan was for everyone to have sex with everyone else, at least eventually.

So, why was she hesitating? Because in her life, Tina had only had sex with one other woman, Angela. She’d also had sex with her daughter, Amanda, and to some extent with Angela’s daughter, Bambi, but never with anyone else. It certainly was an exciting prospect to see all this naked flesh in front of her, so many women and girls, all apparently available to her, anyone she wanted — it was exciting, but also kind of intimidating. So she hesitated.

The redhead, Erin, the one who’d done a little striptease for them outside, was on her back on the floor, her legs spread wide apart. Angela was eating her, voraciously, ravenously, and Erin was already crying out, her eyes shut tight, her face turning crimson. Tina couldn’t tell if she was coming yet or not, but it looked like she was at least very close.

Next to them on the soft plush carpet, Tina’s daughter Amanda was in a 69 with Bambi, both lying on their sides, their arms wrapped around each other. It made her smile. Those two, the ‘twins’, were almost inseparable. And what a sight it was, a pair of 10-year-old blondes having sex, eagerly licking each other’s hairless little pussies. So delicious.

Another 69 was taking place on the sofa, with 12-year-old Fiona underneath her mother, Sheila. The woman was rocking her pussy back and forth in Fiona’s mouth while sucking and licking the girl’s clit and making hungry ‘nom-nom’ sounds.

Tina stood and watched them, paralyzed.

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It erupted as soon as the door was closed, a gaggle of girls giggling and gabbing: “More kissing!” “Yeah!” “Should we take off our clothes?” “Okay!” “Kelly, can you show us how now?” “Show us what?” “I get Gwen first!” “What about me?” “I wanna kiss everybody at once!” “Me too!” “Wanna play Pony?”

It was that last remark, made by Jordan, that grabbed Kelly’s attention.

“Wait — did you, um, did you play Pony with, like, with Mommy last night, I mean, with Stephanie?”

“No.”

Kelly looked disappointed.

“We played Pony-Pony, though,” Jordan chirped, “and she liked it!”

Another burst of excited overlapping questions: “What’s Pony-Pony?” “Is it a game?” “How do you play?” “Can you show us?” “Is it sex?”

Kelly managed to shush everyone and then knelt in front of Jordan and took the child’s hands in hers. “I think I do want you to show me, you know, teach me how to play that game, Pony. But, uh, can you just tell me about it first? Tell me what it is?”

Jordan frowned and tried to explain. “Um, you just, you play Pony by, if I ride on you, on your tongue, like a pony. Or you on me. Nanna showed me how. I do it with Mommy too. Mommy’s tongue is the pony and I ride on it. Or she rides on me. My tongue is the pony then. See?”

None of the others appeared to have a clear understanding of what she meant, but Kelly thought she knew. It seemed unlikely, of course, almost unbelievable — but then this was Jordan, so maybe she really was having oral sex with her mother, and with her grandmother too!

Now, however, Kelly had a choice to make. Was she actually going to go through with this? Should she do as she’d said and let the little girl show her how to play the game?

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Bridget frowned as she studied Tina. Why was the woman just standing there? Didn’t she want to join in with the rest of them? Bridget was in an overstuffed chair with her daughter Debby sitting on her lap. She’d been kissing and petting the 9-year-old, but then had glanced up and noticed Tina holding back for some reason.

At first she thought, well, maybe that’s what turns her on, simply watching, although she wasn’t masturbating or anything. More likely it’s because she’s shy, like me. After giving Debby one more kiss on the lips, Bridget got up and went to Tina, bringing Debby with her.

“Hey,” she said.

“Hey,” replied Tina, smiling and showing her dimples, hands clasped nervously behind her back.

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Eve took another sip of her brandy and smiled at Veronica. Her gaze went to Stephanie, then to Stacie, and finally to Carol. The women all were very attractive and very appealing to her, as were the children, of course. But she still wasn’t sure of their intentions. So far, most of the talk had been fairly innocuous, about where they lived and their jobs and raising kids and so forth.

There seemed to be something left unsaid, however, an undercurrent of forbidden sexual desires. Eve had a strong sense that these women might share the same deep longings that she felt, a lust for their own daughters, possibly even fulfilled, and yet… and yet how could she be certain? That wasn’t something you just brought up in casual conversation. How could she find out?

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Bridget smiled at Tina, simply holding her gaze for a moment, trying to convey a sense of safety and of acceptance, but also of desire. Finally she leaned forward and softly kissed the pretty brunette on the mouth. Tina returned the kiss somewhat tentatively. Bridget drew away, but only slightly, and there was a pause as they looked into each other’s eyes, exchanging warm breath, their faces very close. When they kissed a second time, there was more passion, more heat between them.

After they finished the second kiss, Bridget led Tina over to the chair. She sat, and Debby got back on her lap. Tina sat on the arm of the chair. Bridget took Tina’s hand in hers and placed it over her breast.

“Feel how hard my nipple is?”

“Uh-huh,” Tina nodded.

“That’s because I want you. You’re a beautiful sexy woman, and I want you, very much. But you know what?”

“What?”

“I also want my daughter, my little girl who’s only 9 years old. I want both of you. You understand that, don’t you? You have a daughter, and you’ve had sex with her. You told me that, right?”

“Yeah, um, yes, I have.”

“Does she… does she have orgasms?”

“Oh, yeah, definitely,” Tina giggled. “All the time.”

Bridget put a hand between her own legs, slipping a finger inside her labia. She was very wet. “Mmm, that’s nice, I want to see you lick your daughter and make her come in your mouth. Will you let me watch you do that?”

Tina glanced over at Amanda who was locked in a tight embrace with Bambi, the two of them squirming and mewling. “Well, um, she’s sort of busy right now.”

“I know,” chuckled Bridget. “I meant later on, later tonight. Right now I want you to lick me and make me come. Would you do that? Will you lick my pussy?”

“Uhhh… yeah, okay. Except I haven’t done it very much. I’ll try, though.”

“I’m sure you’ll do just fine,” Bridget purred as she rubbed herself. “I’m so turned on right now it won’t take much. Just put your finger inside my pussy and your tongue on my clit, okay?”

“Okay.”

“And Debby, sweetie, will you let Mommy lick you? Can I lick your little pussy while Miss Tina is licking mine?”

Debby had tried to keep watching and listening to her mom and this other lady, but she’d also been distracted by all the different stuff going on in the room — like her Aunt Sheila being on top of Fiona on the sofa, and Bambi and Amanda doing kind of the same thing on the floor, only on their sides, and then that lady with the big boobs, Bambi’s mom, going so crazy with Erin, doing whatever it was she was doing to her, and Erin was like screaming now, almost crying or something — was she okay?

“Is Erin okay?”

“Oh, uh, yeah, she’s just fine, honey,” Bridget assured her daughter. “She’s having, you know, what I told you about before, an orgasm.”

“That’s a loud one.”

“Yes, it is,” Bridget chuckled. “But don’t you worry about her, she’s fine. It just means she’s having a very good time, feeling really good.”

“Okay.”

While she was explaining this, Bridget had slid forward in the chair so she could open her legs wide for Tina, and she’d also shifted Debby from her lap onto the arm of the chair. But just then, as Tina was kneeling between Bridget’s legs, still looking a bit unsure of herself, they suddenly heard Fiona starting to squeal on the sofa, evidently coming in her mother’s mouth. Moments later, there were more sounds of little girl orgasms from both Amanda and Bambi as they brought each other to simultaneous climaxes.

“Wow,” Tina sighed, looking around the room and shaking her head.

She could hardly believe she was really there, doing this. She still felt nervous inside but also incredibly excited. What an opportunity this was! She really didn’t want to waste it being a scaredy-cat.

Tina licked her lips and turned back to Bridget, studying the woman’s pussy, smelling her arousal, getting ready to eat her. She hoped she would be able to do it well enough. Then she glanced up and saw that Debby was straddling the overstuffed chair, a knee on either arm. Bridget had her hands on the child’s bottom and was pulling her close. Tina could see her tongue sliding up and down through the wet pink furrow. God it was so hot, so fucking hot.

She looked down at Bridget’s cunt again. It made her mouth water. And then she remembered Angela’s words: “Don’t worry about doing it right. Just love her.” Well, maybe she didn’t love Bridget, not the way she loved Amanda, but she loved pussy, she knew that for sure. So she pushed a finger up inside that hot juicy hole, hearing Bridget moan, then closed her eyes and began licking.

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