Juicy Secrets Forbidden Tales of Lesbian Love

By Naughty Mommy

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At breakfast the next morning, as I was working on my second bowl of Frosted Mini-Wheats, I said to Dana, “Hey, um, there’s something I’ve been meaning to ask you about Megan.”

“Okay,” she nodded. She and my mom both were enjoying soft-boiled eggs.

“Well, I was just wondering, have you said anything to her yet about us? You know, about our family and everything?”

“You mean the fact that we all love to fuck each other?” the young woman grinned.

Molly and Chelsea giggled at that remark. They were eating Fruit Loops. Kate wasn’t up yet.

“Yeah, exactly,” I nodded. “I just, you know, I wonder what she might think of it.”

“Well, yeah, we’ve talked about some of it, but not everything yet. I told her last week that I taught Chelsea how to kiss, and I think that really turned her on. In fact, I think she might’ve done the same thing with Samantha after that.” She turned to her daughter. “Chelsea, honey, has Samantha said anything to you about her mother kissing her? You know, the way I kiss you?”

“Uh-huh,” the little girl nodded, “she did.”

“She did what?” asked Dana.

“She told me her mommy started kissing her, like we do, with her tongue and stuff. They do it a lot now. All the time, she said.” Chelsea was completely matter-of fact about this, as though it were the most normal thing in the world. I suppose to her it was.

“Okay, that’s good,” Dana winked at the child, then said to me, “We haven’t really talked about the rest of it, but I get the feeling Megan already has an idea there’s more going on. She’s been around all of us enough that I’m almost sure she knows, or at least suspects.”

“So you think she’s, like, cool with that?” I asked.

“Yeah, I’m sure she must be. Otherwise, I don’t think, you know, that she’d like me as much as she does. I mean, even though I haven’t exactly told her, I haven’t tried to hide anything either. She’s seen the way I sometimes touch Chelsea, putting my hand between her legs and stuff. I’m sure she must know what we’re doing.”

Dana didn’t seem the least bit concerned. It was typical of me, I suppose, to worry about things that didn’t bother other people. Sometimes I wish I could stop thinking about everything so much, but that’s just how I am.

“Tonight,” said our mother, “when we’re out with Megan and the other moms, I’ll probably try to drop a few hints of my own. I’m curious too, Julie, to see how they’ll react, not only Megan but Paula and Theresa as well. I have a hunch they’ll be ‘cool’ with it, as you put it. I can’t exactly say why, but I just get the feeling that both of them — all three of them — have the same sort of interests in younger girls that Dana and I have.”

“You mean like with their daughters?” I said.

“Well, maybe,” Mommy replied. “We should find out pretty soon, I think. You know how cautious I usually am, but I have a sense that we’ll be able to move forward with them fairly quickly. Maybe not tonight, but soon.”

“That would be awesome,” I smiled, squeezing my legs together.

After breakfast, I tried to call Hannah. I knew she’d babysat the night before for Ms. Firth and I wanted to find out how it had gone. I could see that she’d tried to call me at one point. There was no answer on her cell phone, though, and I got voice mail. Like Kate, Hannah was a late sleeper. I left a message, asking her to call me when she got up.

We did some chores, cleaning house, taking care of laundry, and so on. About noon, Hannah finally returned my call.

“Oh my god, Julie, oh my god,” she began, as soon as I answered.

“What?” I giggled.

“Oh my god, you’re not gonna believe it!”

“Believe what? Tell me!”

“All right, so, my mum drove me there about 8:00, only this time she went in and talked to Miss Firth for a while, getting acquainted and such.”

“Uh-huh.”

“That was kind of strange, seeing them together that way, since I’d already been naked with Miss Firth, you know, when you were there last time.”

“Right, but what is it I won’t believe?”

“Well, see, after my mum left, Miss Firth changed her clothes, put on a dress. Before that she’d just been wearing jeans and a shirt. But the thing is, she went into her room and then came back a minute later with two dresses on hangers. She wanted me to tell her which one I liked better, you know?”

“Okay, and?”

“But she was naked!” Hannah exclaimed.

“She was?”

“Yeah! She’s standing there, starkers, holding up these two dresses, asking me which one I liked best. And it was, I don’t know, it was different. I mean, we’d seen her naked, of course, and you’d practically kissed her. But that was, well, most of it was sort of posing, like a model. But this time, I don’t know, I can’t explain. The way she she looked at me and everything. It was — it was sexy!”

“So, did anything happen?”

“Um, not right then. I told her I liked the red dress, and Cadence agreed. So Lynn went and put that one on. She did her face and her hair while I played with Cadence. Then she said g’bye and left.”

“Is that all?” I asked.

“No, no — I haven’t got to the good part yet.”

“When are you going to?! You’re driving me crazy!!”

“Sorry, love,” she giggled. “Okay, I’ll tell you. So, I put Cadence to bed at 9:30, and then I tried to call you, but there was no answer.”

“Yeah, we were… busy. My phone was off.”

“Well, Lynn came back a bit early, before 11:00. She asked if I would stay a while before calling my mum and going home, because she wanted to talk. Only we didn’t really talk — we just snogged.”

“Snogged?”

“Yeah, that’s what we did. She sat on the sofa and had me sit beside her and we talked for only a few seconds, then she leaned over and started kissing me. And oh my god, Julie, oh my god, it was so amazing. She’s such a good kisser!”

“Wow…”

“I don’t know how long we kissed, a long time. It’s like when I make out with you, I just, you know, I lose track of everything. You know what I mean?”

“Yeah, I do, I really do. I love that feeling.”

“Me too, it’s lovely. So, we’re snogging, and she’s pulling me close. In fact, I was kind of on her lap then, we were really getting into it. But then she suddenly stopped. She said I should call my mum to take me home, and asked me if I was gonna tell her.”

“Tell her about the kissing, you mean?”

“Uh-huh, but I said I wouldn’t. Lynn said good, it would be our secret. She told me I could tell you, though, seein’ as how you’re my best friend. And she also said to tell you she really hopes you can come with me next time.”

“Come with you when?”

“Next time I babysit for her, for Cadence. I think she wants to kiss you too.”

“Cadence does?”

“No,” Hannah laughed, “Lynn does. Well, I suppose Cadence might too. I don’t know, I hadn’t thought of that.”

It was funny that Hannah hadn’t thought about me kissing Cadence. I certainly had! And the possibility of kissing the sexy Lynn Firth was extremely exciting too.

“Um, so, when are you — do you know when the next time is?” I asked.

“Not yet. But next weekend, most likely.”

“Okay. Yeah, that sounds fun. I really hope I can.”

“Julie, it was so amazing, she is such a good kisser…”

Hannah went on that way for several more minutes. After a while, I asked if she wanted to come over to our house, but she said they were getting ready to go to the ballet that afternoon, to a matinee, and then out to dinner afterwards.

“Remember I told you? That’s Lindsey’s thing. She just loves ballet, mad about it.”

“Oh, yeah, I forgot,” I said. “Okay, well, hopefully I’ll see you tomorrow then.”

* * *

Shortly after 5:00, Riley and Emily showed up. They both lived within easy walking distance. Samantha lived a little farther away, so Dana and Chelsea drove over and brought her back. The plan was for the girls to have supper with us — we were ordering several pizzas — and then the moms would arrive at about 8:30 and they’d all go out dancing. After they left, we would play Undercover Spy. Hurray!

The younger girls spent most of the evening up in Molly’s room, while Kate tried to get me up to speed on the Metroid: Other M game. There was no way I would ever be as good at it as her, though.

Megan got to our house ahead of the other women. She was going to do Dana’s hair, and my mom’s too. Of course, I think she also just wanted to spend more time with Dana. Those two were definitely an item, always holding hands and kissing and giggling. It was nice to see.

Theresa arrived just after 8:30, and Paula a few minutes later. I let them both in. Dana and Mommy were still upstairs, along with Megan, so Kate and I sat in the family room with the two women and chatted. I asked them if they wanted anything to drink, but they declined. I guess they figured they’d have plenty to drink later on that night.

I was glad I had the chance to spend some time with Paula and Theresa. I felt strongly attracted to each of them. In preparation for this opportunity, I’d made sure to wear a very short skirt, and I sat in such a way that they could easily look between my legs and see my white panties if they wanted to. Apparently they both did — I saw their eyes drop to my crotch more than once.

In addition to looking at my undies, the beautiful Theresa kept crossing and recrossing her long legs. As she did this, her satin dress rode up higher and higher on her thighs. I definitely enjoyed getting a good look at her. The dress was ivory, embroidered with gold stitching in a swirly pattern. It was sleeveless with a scoop neckline. She wore a pearl necklace and pearl earrings. She sometimes fingered the necklace and smiled at me, licking her lips as she crossed her legs once again.

There was no doubt in my mind that Theresa was flirting with me. She could tell that I found her appealing, and she liked having me look at her that way. I knew, from what my mom had told me, that Theresa was planning to explore her lesbian side, but I wasn’t sure if she would actually be interested in a 13-year-old girl. Perhaps she was simply playing with me, just fooling around. On the other hand, maybe she thought I was sexy too! I let my legs come open a little wider.

I had less of an idea what Paula was thinking, because her personality is the type that’s friendly and cheerful with just about everyone. The woman is naturally outgoing and affectionate. When she came in the door that night, she’d given me a nice warm hug and a little kiss on the lips — whereas Theresa had only politely shaken my hand while giving me an air kiss. Theresa was more formal, and yet at the same time more seductive, if that makes any sense.

To go out dancing, Paula was dressed like a teenager, in a ribbed tank top and a loose unbuttoned blouse with the cuffs rolled up partway, along with a very short knit skirt and black tights. The perky blonde also wore a cute pair of ankle boots. I didn’t think she had a bra on, although I couldn’t tell for sure. Her breasts were fairly small, so it wasn’t obvious either way. And although I did catch Paula looking between my legs a few times, that didn’t happen nearly as often as it did with Theresa. I didn’t get quite the same vibe from her.

Mommy and Dana and Megan came down a few minutes later. Neither Paula nor Theresa had met Megan yet, so they had to be introduced. Paula gave the tall redhead a hungry, wolfish look, practically undressing her with her eyes. There was nothing ambiguous about that!

Megan was wearing the same sleeveless dark green dress we’d seen her in when she and Samantha came to our house for dinner the first time. And I mean that dress was really short. Coupled with the flesh-tone high heels she had on, those long pretty legs of hers just seemed to go on forever, miles of smooth creamy skin lightly sprinkled with freckles. I loved looking at her — and it was clear that Paula did too.

I wondered if there might any competition or jealousy when they were out dancing later, since Megan was Dana’s girlfriend now. She hadn’t been introduced as such, so there was no way for Paula to know that unless she was able to read the signs, the body language between the two young women. Anyway, that wasn’t really my problem, although I did wonder about it.

Speaking of Dana, she was in a darling dress, white satin with pink polka dots, along with a shiny pink vinyl belt around the waist with a big buckle. The dress had princess sleeves with a high neckline and was short, coming about halfway up her slim thighs. She wore flat white shoes with lacy ankle socks. As she often would, Dana had selected an outfit that made her appear even tinier and younger than she really was. She just loved playing the little girl role.

And my mom — oh my god, my mom — what a sexy woman she is! She was in a dress I loved, one that Kate and I had helped her choose about a year earlier. She didn’t wear it often, but when she did, I melted inside. The sleeveless off-white dress was very short and tight-fitting with a square neck. A pattern of large yellow and black diamonds accentuated her shapely figure. She wore black pumps that evening, really showing off her legs, and Megan had done my mother’s blonde hair so it fell in ringlets around her shoulders. Totally beautiful and super sexy.

As I slowly scanned this alluring group of women, I tried to decide who I’d want to fuck the most if I happened to be meeting them all for the first time. Of course, I was in love with my mom, so I always wanted her more than anyone. But if I didn’t know her, if I didn’t know any of them…

Theresa was gorgeous, like a magazine model, with bedroom eyes and a flirtatious smile … Paula was cute and hot, like a high school cheerleader, with an infectious, bouncy personality … Megan had those amazing long legs that drove me absolutely wild … my mother was incredibly luscious, the most desirable woman I’ve ever known … but then there was Dana. Yes, it would have to be her. If I’d never met any of them before then, it was Dana I would want to fuck first. Her little girl attitude really did it for me. Sorry, Mom.

While I was having those lascivious thoughts, the kids came trotting down from upstairs — Molly, Emily, Riley, Chelsea, and Samantha. Now there were five women and five young girls I could gaze at and imagine fucking, plus Katie as well. What a feast for the eyes!

The moms got ready to leave, though. They accepted compliments from all the girls, including me, along with hugs and kisses as they gathered near the front door. Megan proposed that she should be the designated driver since she never drank very much. Everyone seemed fine with that.

They headed out, squeezing into Megan’s older Nissan Sentra, and drove off as we waved. It was nice to think of the three lovely ladies in the back seat, my mother, Paula, and Theresa, sitting close and rubbing up against each other.

But now it was time for Undercover Spy! There were seven of us, so we split into two teams of three each. Kate would be the evil scientist. I was on the red team with Samantha and Chelsea. The blue team was Riley, Emily, and Molly. Because everyone had played the game before, there was no need to waste time explaining the rules. We were quickly ready to start.

Into my mother’s walk-in closet we went. Kate put the secret formula bottle on the top shelf temporarily, then switched off the light. We were plunged into darkness, giggling together.

Over the next several minutes, we enjoyed the delicious pleasure of taking off each other’s clothes and then rubbing our hands all over one another’s nude bodies, fingers probing everywhere, searching for hidden weapons. None were found, but when those fingers slid between my legs, they did discover gooey, slippery moisture. I was very wet and had been that way since before we began, simply from thinking about what we were going to do.

The game was fun and exciting, as always. The climax came on Mommy’s bed, which had been established as the ultimate goal, when Chelsea and Samantha managed to wrestle the secret formula away from Kate. The plastic bottle was, of course, squeezed tightly between her thighs, press against her crotch, so in grabbing for it, they — and all of us — also were inevitably touching her private parts. I’m pretty sure that’s why Kate usually chose to play the evil scientist.

I’d turned on the light as we raced into my mother’s bedroom. Although it wasn’t strictly within the rules, I normally would do that since I really liked looking at all those smooth young bodies slipping and sliding around together. Nobody had ever complained.

When it was over, we lay on the big bed, still in a tangle of limbs, laughing, sweating, panting, trying to catch our breath. After pushing myself to a sitting position, I openly studied the other girls, especially Emily and Riley, staring at their puffy nipples and hairless slits, making no attempt to disguise my libidinous interest. I mean, how could anyone resist doing that? How many chances do you get to examine the naked bodies of such enticing prepubescent girls?

After maybe a minute or so, with no one saying anything, simply exchanging gazes, Riley said, “This kind of reminds me of, at Molly’s sleepover that time, at her big slumber party, when we were all kissing and stuff. Remember that?”

Molly and Emily nodded, grinning. Samantha and Chelsea hadn’t been there, and Kate had been busy doing other things at the time, but I remembered. I couldn’t say anything about it, however, since I’d been spying on the little girls that night.

“So, do you guys… do you wanna kiss now?” Katie asked.

“Sure,” Riley instantly replied, bouncing to her knees.

I knew Molly and Chelsea would be happy to do some kissing. They always liked it. And Emily seemed quite willing to go along too, nodding and smiling. I wasn’t sure about Samantha, though. She was the youngest girl there, a couple of months younger than Chelsea even, and presumably had the least experience with such things.

“Do you want to, Samantha?” I asked. “We don’t have to if you don’t want to.”

“Want to what?”

“Um, you know, do some kissing. Kiss each other, sort of like practice. Do you want to do that?”

“Okay,” she nodded, showing no reluctance.

“Who wants to go first?” said Kate.

“I do,” Riley answered. “Um, can I try kissing you?”

“Absolutely,” my sister grinned. “I love kissing girls.”

“Me too,” Riley giggled.

The two of them got together, sitting up at first, kissing and nibbling at each other’s lips, tonguing and sucking. Neither seemed the slightest bit bashful about it. After a minute or so, they eased down, lying on their sides on Mommy’s bed, still kissing but now also caressing, running their hands up and down one another’s naked bodies.

I couldn’t help myself. I started masturbating. It was impossible not to. My pussy was begging to be touched, so that’s what I did. I rubbed my clit as I stared at the two girls, a 9-year-old and an 11-year-old, kissing and stroking each other.

Emily’s eyes went wide when she saw what I was doing. The pretty brunette didn’t touch herself, not yet, but her gaze kept shifting back and forth from the girls’ lips and tongues to my fingers and my pussy.

The reaction of my little sisters was different from Emily’s. As soon as Molly noticed I was playing with myself, she began to do so too, sliding a hand down to tickle between her own legs. Seeing that, Chelsea did the same. Now we had three girls masturbating and two girls kissing. The others, Samantha and Emily, were still just watching.

Riley and Kate sat up, giggling and wiping their mouths, both red in the face. Their brief make-out session was over, and now it was someone else’s turn. Who would be next?

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