Juicy Secrets Forbidden Tales of Lesbian Love

Conversations – and Other Things – with Ms. Patterson, a.k.a. Danni

By Cheryl Taggert 

If you need help keeping up with the characters, you may go here.

The next day at school, Ms. Patterson called me up to her desk.

“Did you tell?” she asked, keeping her voice down so only I could hear.

“Why would I?” I asked, avoiding telling a lie with a question.

When I had gotten home after my episode with Danni, I had told Mom and Jenna about what happened, both in the classroom and in the bathroom. To say Mom was interested in having sex with Danni would be a major understatement. I had then gone to my room and called Deanna and Marie. Mom had allowed me to make it a conference call, though she had said that wouldn’t be a habit. They had squealed with delight when I told them, especially Marie.

At her desk Ms. Patterson, who preferred I call her Danni when we were alone said, “Would it be possible for you to stay after school today? I need some help cleaning things up for the end of the school year.” She was smiling as she said this.

I leaned in close. “Does Danni need me to stay, or Ms. Patterson?”

She understood exactly what I meant. A devilish look came into her eyes. She whispered, “Danni. Definitely Danni.”

I smiled at her and said I think I could arrange it if she would allow me to go use the phone in the office to call and ask.

She pulled out her stack of paper hall passes and wrote on one. Permission to use the phone had to be given in writing explicitly. I took the phone pass and went to the office, saying, “I’ll let you know if I can stay” as I left her desk.

When the phone rang, Mom answered.

“Mom?”

“What is it, honey? I’m running late for a shoot.”

“Ms. Patterson wants me to stay after school today to help out with some stuff she needs to do before school is out next week,” I said. “Can I stay for an extra hour?”

Mom chuckled. “Are you sure that’s all the time you’ll need?”

“Well, maybe an hour and a half,” I said.

“Actually, that will work out great for me. Will you be in her room or outside when I come to pick you up?”

I thought about that a second. “Where would you rather I be?”

I wasn’t being all that subtle. I was asking if my mom wanted to come to the classroom to get me in case things could heat up for her and Ms. Patterson as well.

“Does she know about us?” she asked.

“Not yet, but I’m sure I can tell her based on what I learned about her last night.” I was referring to her admission that she’d been with much younger girls before. There would be no way she would turn us in. I couldn’t just come out and say it though, because the office workers had a habit of eavesdropping on student phone calls.

“Okay, then let’s meet in the classroom. Which room number is it?”

“It’s 624,” I said. “When you enter the building, just keep going straight. Take your first left and her room is the first one on the left. The door is right there on the corner.”

“Oh, yes. I remember now,” Mom said. She’d been there at orientation.

We hung up and I returned to Ms. Patterson’s room. When I walked in, I returned the phone pass signed by the secretary in the office to send me back to class. Then I stood where nobody else could see my face except Danni and I stuck out my tongue and made a licking motion. She turned red, though I don’t think it was from embarrassment. I smiled and said, “My mom says I can stay and help you…clean some things.” At that point I licked again to emphasize exactly what it was I wanted to clean, and the exact tool I intended to use.

Needless to say, I couldn’t wait until school was out. I saw Marie and Deanna, and they were both extremely jealous that I was a real teacher’s pet. When the day’s final bell rang, I heard it as the start of something rather than the end. Hurrying to Danni’s room, I closed the door behind me.

“Let me lock it,” Danni said after I was inside, and she went to the door and clicked the lock.

For security purposes (Columbine had changed the world of schools forever, it seemed), we had doors without any windows. I guess that was to prevent a shooter from entering the school and looking into a room to see it was occupied. I knew our procedure if something like that happened was to lock the door, remain totally quiet, turn off the lights, and sit very still. Now, this lack of visibility would allow Danni and me some privacy to enjoy ourselves. She had already closed the blinds, so nobody could see into the windows either.

Standing near her desk, I looked around the room. I felt jittery. It seemed odd to be planning to get naked in a classroom.

“I told the custodial staff that I was planning to stay late and do some cleaning of my own today. They were fine with that, of course,” Danni said. “They won’t disturb us.”

“What about noise?” I asked.

“Well, we will have to be quiet. That one can’t be helped.”

“I think I can do that,” I said. Then I remembered there was something I wanted to ask her. I needed her answer before I let her in on my family’s big, sexy secret.

“Danni?”

“Yes?”

“You said you had been with girls much younger than you.”

“Yes?”

“Can I ask who?”

“Of course you may,” she said, doing that teacher thing of correcting for can and may.

I giggled. “Okay, may I ask who?”

“Well, it’s very private.”

“So’s what we’re doing.”

“You have a point.” She smiled again and looked at me, apparently surmising if she could trust me with this.

“If it helps, you’re not the only adult I’ve done this stuff with, and I’ve also done stuff with much younger kids.”

I guess that sealed it.

“Okay, I guess you won’t say anything.” She paused before continuing.

“I’ve had two other students besides you, both when I did my student teaching.”

“How old were they?”

“Eleven and twelve. Sixth and seventh grades.”

“You taught both grades?”

“When I did my student teaching, it was at a small school, and they had to split my time between two classes.”

“Do you still know them?” I asked.

“No. That was in Phoenix, where I went to college and did my student teaching.”

“How old are they now?”

“It was three years ago, so they would be fourteen and fifteen now. Ninth and tenth grades.”

“Did they know about each other?”

“Oh, yes. In fact, it was a situation similar to yours. I caught them behind some bleachers making out.”

“Would you mind if Marie joined us sometime?”

“I’m not sure. Can she keep a secret?”

“Like you wouldn’t believe,” I said, thinking of her relationship with her sisters and mom.

“Then we’ll have to look into that.”

“I have another friend who is into girls and women, too,” I said.

“And I suppose you want to involve her as well?”

“Why not? We’ve been doing things like this together since we were nine.”

“Wow. That’s awfully young. Were you able to come back then?”

“Yeah, since I was six.”

She stared at me for a second. “Oh, my.” Her breathing was definitely getting faster.

“Are there any other young girls you’ve been with? As an adult, I mean.”

“Well, yes, but I’d rather not tell you about her,” she said, and I knew why not.

“A relative, huh?”

She looked shocked. “Huh?”

“I figure if you don’t want to say then she must be related to you, like a cousin or niece or something. I know incest is something even people like us sometimes avoid talking about. I know I do.” I included that last sentence to clue her in that I was having an incestuous relationship. I knew what she’d say next.

“Wait a minute,” she said, her expression changing to one of extreme interest that was even beyond the interest she’d had before. “You’re committing incest?”

I nodded, as if everyone did. And who was I to argue with that idea? Everyone I knew intimately was involved in incest of some kind, so maybe everyone did.

“Do you mind telling me who?” she asked. I could see this was turning her on completely.

“As long as you don’t start judging us because of it, I’ll tell.”

“Honey, I don’t judge anyone. Who am I to judge others?”

“Okay. Well, the first one was my mom, and then her sister. Later, it was my grandma. And now it includes my adopted sister, too.”

I had always heard the word dumbfounded, but this was the first time it fit the expression of someone else so perfectly.

“Oh, my God. You’re living as an incestuous family, aren’t you?”

“Yep. So are Marie and Deanna. They both do it with their moms and their sisters.”

She must have realized her mouth was hanging open because she shut it with a click of her back teeth.

“Does that make you hot?” I asked.

“Are you telling me the truth?”

I nodded.

“Then yes, it does. Very.”

“So, then, who’s the other young girl?”

“My niece. She’s seven.”

“When did that start?”

“A year ago. That’s why I was so amazed you had started at six. Was it with your mom?”

“Yeah. I caught her masturbating to a video of herself and another woman I knew that she’d done some scenes with. She had me help her. Then she helped me.”

“Oh my God,” she said. I couldn’t tell if she thought she had just made a big mistake or if she thought she may have died and gone to Heaven. I suspected the latter.

“Then would you like to join my mom and sister and me for dinner sometime?”

“How old is your sister?”

“She’s ten. And delicious,” I said, grinning. “She could be dessert.”

“I think that would be… wonderful,” she said. She was extremely flushed, and I knew she was as horny as she could possibly be.

“Maybe you could bring your niece,” I said, then added quickly, “If she wants to join us, that is.”

“I’ll… um… talk to her.”

Ms. Patterson — or rather Danni since we were alone and being intimate — stepped to me and took me in her arms. Kissing me, she wrapped her hands around me and began to squeeze and massage my butt.

I returned the kiss and met her tongue with mine. Her hands moved to my shirt and bra and soon I was topless. I returned the favor.

We were near her desk, and she reached out and pushed what little was on it to the floor and laid me back on it. She stepped back and within seconds had removed her shoes, slacks, and panties. She stood before me completely nude except for the knee-high sheer stockings. She pulled them off and advanced on me.

I lifted my butt to allow her to get me as naked as she was. She pulled my shorts and panties off together before removing my flats. Then she lay over me and offered me her tits. I began to suck one of them as I listened to her soft moans of encouragement.

I was really enjoying this. I knew we didn’t have all afternoon because my mom would be coming in about another hour, not that we needed to be finished by then, but we at least needed to have come a couple of times each.

Her hands dove to my center and she began to massage my clit, smearing the juices around to fully lubricate me there. I spread my legs, pulling my knees out to give her maximum availability.

Then she was moving down my body, nibbling my nipples and sliding her tongue along my tummy. Stopping at my navel, she played in the tiny indentation with her tongue before moving on.

Then her tongue was on my clit. I knew immediately that I wasn’t far from an orgasm. Within a minute, I was making the final climb. I put my hand over my mouth and stifled the cries that wanted to burst from me as I spun into a joyful climax.

I bucked and heaved on the desk, spilling my wetness into my teacher’s mouth. Gasps and subdued moans echoed through the room as I did my best to remain silent.

When I’d finished coming, a knock sounded on the classroom door. We froze, looking at each other with fear and shock. It was too early for my mom, so we didn’t know who it could be.

Whoever it was tried the doorknob.

“It’s too early for my mom,” I whispered, nearly panicking.

At that point, Danni signaled for me to get up and get dressed as quickly as I could. I jumped up and began searching for my garments as Danni did the same. Then…

“Cheryl? You in there?”

It was Marie.

Danni didn’t recognize the voice, but I did. I heaved a big sigh of relief.

“It’s okay. It’s just Marie,” I whispered.

Danni looked confused for a moment. “She knew about this?” she asked.

“Sorry. Yeah. I told her.”

“I’m not sure I like that,” Danni said.

“Well, I said I’m sorry. But believe me, she isn’t going to be turning anyone in about this. She probably wants to join in.”

“She wants… Really?”

“Yeah. I’m sure of it.” With that I went to the door. “You alone?” I asked.

“Of course,” she said.

I opened the door and she entered quickly. As I closed the door, I heard her gasp.

When I looked at Marie, she was staring at Danni. “Holy fuck!” she said. Ms. Patterson, you’re so… fuck… you’re so… sexy.”

Meanwhile, Danni was looking back and forth from me to Marie, probably wondering what to do about this turn of events.

She was still naked, as was I. Stepping over to Marie, I began removing her clothes, figuring that would surely move things along. I watched Danni out of the corner of my eye. She was no fool. She realized this would be more fun, as long as Marie said nothing to anyone about it.

“You came back to school?” I asked.

“Well, not really. When my mom came to pick me up, I told her I was going to get a ride with you and that you had to stay after to do some stuff for one of your teachers. She was fine with that and winked at me, telling me not to get caught.” Marie grinned at Danni. “Hi, Ms. Patterson.”

“Hi, Marie. Um… you should call me Danni since we’re going to be doing this together. Just don’t mess up and call me that in school.”

“I won’t,” Marie said as she stepped out of her panties. She was now as naked as Danni and I were. I could see Danni was entranced by the sight of two thirteen-year-old girls wanting to have sex with her.

Taking Marie by the hand, I led her to Danni. “Kiss,” I said, and they did, tongues going full throttle as they kneaded the soft globes of each other’s breasts, pinching the other’s nipples. When they’d finished and their breathing was becoming more labored with their lust, I pushed Danni over toward the desk.

“Lie back. I want to eat you now,” I said. Turning to Marie, I said, “Squat over Danni’s mouth. She’s really good at licking pussy.” I grinned at my girlfriend and bent over Danni.

Breathing in her lovely scent, I leaned in and placed my tongue on her pussy, running it up and down the length of her slit, tasting her sweet perfume, which was literally dripping down to her butthole to form a milky pool there.

I quickly licked up the nectar that was running down from her open vagina, and she jerked slightly in response.

“Sensitive butthole?” I asked.

“Very,” she breathed.

Placing a finger at her rosebud, I tickled the tiny hole. She squirmed again at my touch, nearly gasping at the contact.

Leaning in again, I began to make oral love to her pussy, savoring her flavor and working to bring her off. While I did this, I could hear Danni’s tongue working in Marie’s pussy. Marie was doing her own squirming as she enjoyed the feel of the mouth on her clit and labia. Danni’s right hand was busy gently squeezing Marie’s boobs and pinching her nipples as Marie leaned over Danni and watched me licking my teacher.

I reached up with my other hand, the one not occupied with Danni’s butthole, and began to pinch the woman’s nipples, first one then the other.

I guess my mouth on her pussy, a finger tickling her butthole, and more fingers pinching her nipples were too much for her.

Danni came, and from the looks of it, she came hard.

She was bucking and snorting, and Marie was receiving some of the pleasure from that as the snorting probably was vibrating against Marie’s pussy.

At that point Marie began to grunt out her own orgasm as quietly as she could.

As this was happening, I realized that as quiet as we were trying to be, anyone walking close by her classroom door would be able to hear that something unusual was going on in here.

After they had calmed some, we ended up on the floor in a daisy chain. We would lick a partner and then switch so that we all got a chance to lick the pussy of our choice, so to speak.

After we came doing that, we lay there, doing our best to catch our breath.

There was another knock at the door. Glancing at the clock, I whispered, “It’s okay. It’s probably my mom.”

“So she knows too,” Danni said.

I looked at her and decided to more or less tell her the facts of life as far as I was concerned.

“This is the way my life is, Danni. I have sex with whoever I want and my mom is okay with that. The only thing I can’t do is let a guy fuck me, mostly because she knows having a child this young will totally fuck up my life. There’s practically nobody I’ve had sex with that my mom hasn’t had sex with as well, and that includes her younger sister, my aunt. We are totally open about this kind of thing. I have sex with someone, I tell her about it. That usually leads to having sex with my mom because hearing about it turns her on so much. And don’t worry that any of this has fucked me up in any way. I’m happy. Ecstatic, in fact. I get to do what makes me the happiest. How many thirteen-year-old girls can say that? Especially when sex is what makes me happiest? “

There was another knock at the door, followed by, “Cheryl? Ms. Patterson?”

Yep, it was Mom.

I went to the door. “Anyone around?”

“No.”

I opened the door and Mom came in. She smiled at Danni.

“You really should come over to our house. That way you won’t be needing to be so secretive about who’s at the door, and such.”

“You’re probably right,” Danni said.

“Not probably. I know I am. I hope it doesn’t shock you too much that I’m okay with my daughter doing these things.”

“Not at all,” Danni said. “In fact, it –” She stopped, apparently unsure about what she would say.

“Turns you on?” Mom asked. Danni nodded. “Good. Then it’s settled.” Mom eyed Danni’s naked body. “Speaking of getting turned on,” she said, and laughed as Danni blushed.

“So everyone get dressed, let’s straighten everything up, and we’ll go to our place. I’m sure we’ll all have fun,” Mom said. Her tone was seductive. I’d heard her use that tone in her movies before, and I was sure Danni had too.

“I can’t believe this,” Danni said. “I’ve been watching your movies since I was a teenager.”

“And masturbating to them, I hope,” Mom said.

Danni giggled. “Of course! But now, well, now I am going to actually enjoy the body of the woman I’ve longed to have sex with for so long. It’s just — I don’t know — unreal.”

“Believe me, honey. Every bit of it’s real. Now, let’s get going.”

And with that, we finished getting dressed, put the things that had been swept onto the floor back on the desk, and we left. Marie rode with Mom and me with Danni following in her car.

As we drove home, it occurred to me how strange life could be. Danni was right. Such opportunities as these were rare.

I was very glad she was going to take advantage of them.

Now if only I could get her to bring her little seven-year-old niece over some time.

Continue on to Chapter 36