Juicy Secrets Forbidden Tales of Lesbian Love

By Naughty Mommy

We were both quiet for a minute or two, lying naked together in the hotel room bed on a Wednesday afternoon, just thinking about things. Then Tina said, “Um, Shelly, can I tell you something about me and my mom, kind of a secret?”

“Well, sure, I suppose — but only if you think your mother would be okay with that.”

“Yeah, she would. It’s not a problem. She really likes you a lot. She keeps talking about having you and your daughter, Kerie, over to dinner and stuff. In fact, I’m supposed to make sure and arrange that today while we’re working on this special research project,” Tina grinned. “She insisted, made me promise.”

It seemed more than a little odd that Valerie had taken such an instant liking to me even though we barely knew one another. I really couldn’t figure that out. But, you know, whatever.

I nodded, and said, “Okay. So, what did you want to tell me about?”

“Well, it’s um, I mean… remember last week at the park, when you asked me if I masturbate?”

“Uh-huh.”

“And I said I did?”

“Yeah?”

“See, I, um, I do. Except not just by myself. I’ve done it with my mom too.”

My eyes went wide. “Really?”

“Uh-huh.”

“Wow.”

“We’ve done it, like, lots of times.”

“Wow,” I repeated. “So, um, how did, how did this get started?”

“Well, uh, it started last summer. I’d finished my first year of high school, and I was 14, and my mom said I was, like, old enough to stay up later than before if I wanted to. So, after Becky was in bed and asleep, sometimes she — me and my mom, I mean, we’d watch movies together. It was really fun. We made popcorn and she drank martinis. A couple times she let me have a sip from hers, but I didn’t really like it. It was too strong. So I just drank Cokes.”

“All right.”

“But anyway,” Tina said, “one night after the movie we were watching was over, we were flipping around the channels and, like, talking. It was pretty late, after midnight, and we suddenly came to this one channel that was showing a movie with, you know, with, um, two women having sex.”

“Wow, really?”

“Uh-huh. I mean, it wasn’t really hardcore or anything. I know what that is. But, you know, they were naked in bed and they were kissing and touching each other and stuff. We watched it for like thirty seconds, and then my mom turned off the TV. She said it was late and we really should go to bed. So we did.”

“Okay.”

“Except then, a couple days after that, we were up late again, and this time my mom deliberately turned to that same channel. I think it might even have been the same movie that was on the time before. Maybe not, I don’t know. But anyway, she left the TV on that channel and we watched. And then you know what happened?”

“What?”

“My mom started masturbating.”

“Really??” I was stunned.

“Uh-huh. She didn’t say anything and she didn’t look at me. She just pulled up her nightie and put her hand inside her panties and started playing with herself. I was sitting right next to her on the sofa. I could easily see what she was doing.”

“Oh my…”

“Yeah, and um, so she sat there and rubbed herself for a few minutes while we watched these women on TV having sex and stuff. Then, pretty soon, she closed her eyes and kind of moaned really loud. I could tell she was coming.”

“Wow.”

“I didn’t know what to do. It was, you know, really surprising — but also sexy too, in a way. You know what I mean?”

“Yes, absolutely,” I nodded. “It’s extremely sexy to watch another woman do that, make herself come. I’ve, uh, I’ve watched my sister do it, and it’s really hot.”

“You have?”

“Uh-huh. But go on with your story. What happened next?”

“Well, that first time, after she, um, had an orgasm, she sat there for a while with her eyes closed, just, you know, breathing hard and stuff. When she finally opened her eyes, she smiled at me, but she still didn’t say anything. We kept on watching the movie, and after a few minutes, she started doing it again. She masturbated again.”

“Really?”

“Uh-huh. She actually did it three times that night, had three orgasms. I kept wondering if I should do it too, if that was what she wanted, but I was kind of afraid to ask her, or to do anything. So I just sat and watched.”

“You must have been getting pretty turned on, Tina.”

“Yeah, I was,” she grinned, “totally turned on. Later, after I got in bed, I came so hard. But then, all I did was watch. Until the next time, anyway.”

“The next time?”

“Well, um, after she came three times that night, she said she was sleepy and she was gonna go to bed. She said I could stay up and keep watching if I wanted to, but I decided not to. We turned the TV off, and then my mom said, that was really fun, a special night for the girls, and we should do it again soon.”

“And I guess you did?”

“Yeah, we did, maybe two or three days later. We watched a regular movie and then after it was over, my mom switched to the other channel, the one with the naked movies. It was a lesbian one again. I think that’s all they have, at least at that time of the night.”

“All right,” I nodded, “go on.”

“Anyway, this time, after she started playing with herself, my mother looked at me and sort of nodded, like giving me permission or encouraging me or something. So, you know, I went ahead and did it too. We masturbated together, sitting right next to each other on the sofa, watching porn. I was still pretty nervous, though, and I didn’t come as many times as she did. Not that time. But now I do. We’ve done it a lot since then.”

“Wow. That’s… pretty amazing.”

“I know,” said Tina. “You don’t think it’s bad, do you?”

“No, of course not. Anyway, how could I ever criticize someone, considering all the stuff I’ve done with my own daughter?”

“Yeah, I guess. Except, you know, I don’t think you’re doing anything bad with Kerie either. I really don’t.”

“You sound like Jae,” I smiled. “She’s always telling me there’s nothing wrong at all in what we’re doing, that we’re just showing each other love and affection.”

“I agree. I think she’s right,” said Tina.

“Well, anyway, thank you for telling me about you and your mother.” I gave the girl a kiss, then added, “It makes me feel better in a way, knowing I’m not the only one who, well, who does things some people might not agree with.”

“Yeah, and heck, as long as you’re having fun, why not? Right? That’s what my mom always says,” Tina grinned.

“Does she?”

“Uh-huh.”

“Fun. Hmm…”

I turned and looked at the clock radio by the bed, surprised to see how late in the afternoon it was. With all our talking and the delicious sex we’d had, the time had really flown by. We didn’t need to leave right away, but had only another twenty minutes or so.

“I want to tell you something else,” I said to Tina. “I’m going to share another secret with you, something no one in the world knows except me, because I only just decided it.”

“Ooh, goodie, what is it?”

“Well, um, up until now, when Kerie and I have, you know, been together, doing stuff, it’s been limited to just kissing along with some touching, fingering, and of course rubbing against each other until we come.”

“Uh-huh?”

“But, see, she, um, she asked me the other day if we could try oral sex.”

“Wow, really?”

“Yep, and I’ve decided, just now, that I’m definitely going to do that with her.”

“Yipes!”

“I know, it seems like a pretty big step. But I figure, why shouldn’t we? If she wants it, and I want it, how is that really any different from what we’ve already been doing?”

“Okay.”

“And like your mom says,” I chuckled, “as long as you’re having fun, why not, right?”

“Right,” Tina laughed. “Why not?”

We sat and smiled at each other. Then I said, “So, you and your mother, how often do you, um, masturbate together?”

“Well, in the summer, last summer, we did it maybe three or four times a week, at least. But now she only lets me stay up late on the weekends, you know, when it’s not a school night. Except for, like, during Christmas break and spring break, then we got to do it more.”

“Okay.”

“But right now it’s only once or twice a week.”

“That’s still a lot,” I said. “I mean, you must have come with her — I don’t how many times, but a lot, right?”

“Yeah, definitely. A lot.” Tina slid a hand down between her legs and was gently touching herself as we talked.

“So, do you ever… think about doing more with her?”

The girl’s eyes went wide. She licked her lips, hesitating. Then, in a whisper, she asked, “How did you know?”

I shrugged. “It just seems natural, I guess. When you’re watching lesbian porn together, masturbating, having orgasms, that would be the next logical step. Even if it is with your mom, or your daughter.”

“Yeah, I, I’ve thought about it,” she nodded. “A whole lot. I think about it all the time.”

“Okay.”

I decided, for now, not to ask Tina any more about that. If she wanted to discuss it, I would let her bring up the subject. Plus, it was just about time for us to go. We still had to put our clothes back on, fix our makeup, and then I needed to drop Tina off before driving myself home.

“Come on,” I said, patting her knee. “Hate to say it, but we really need to leave pretty soon.”

“All right.”

A few minutes later, as we were getting dressed, Tina said, “Um, Shelly?”

“Yeah?”

“When do you think you guys can come to dinner? You and Kerie? My mom’ll kill me if I don’t get that set up today.”

I laughed, “Well, I don’t want her to kill you. So how about if we say, uh, well, how about this Saturday? I think we’re free then.”

“Okay, sure, Saturday night sounds great. My mom will be so glad.”

 

Because I was running late and Kerie was waiting for me at home, I chose not to go inside with Tina but just dropped her off at the curb. She gave me a quick kiss on the lips, then got out of the car. I admired her cute legs, watching her trot up the steps in the denim mini.

She turned and waved before going through the front door of the lovely Victorian. I waved back, then drove off. On my way home, I thought about what I was going to say to my daughter that night, and what I was going to do with her.

Should I tell Kerie about Tina, that I’d made love with her in the hotel room? Yes, I decided, I really should. I didn’t want there to be any secrets between us, especially about things like that. And would tonight be the night for oral sex with my little girl? Yes, I nodded to myself, it would. I didn’t want to wait. I couldn’t wait.

I pulled into the driveway and headed inside.

“Hi, Mom!” Kerie called from the kitchen. “I made dinner again!”

“You did?” After putting my things down, I went in to see my beautiful daughter.

She was wearing shorts and a t-shirt, standing barefoot on a stool in front of the stove, stirring a pot of tomato soup. The table was set with spoons and napkins and with bowls waiting to be filled. On the counter beside Kerie were two bologna sandwiches, each on a small plate.

Well, it wouldn’t be a gourmet dinner, and I didn’t care too much for bologna, but I could hardly fault my 8-year-old daughter. She was doing the best she could.

“What a sweetheart you are,” I exclaimed, hugging her and kissing her cheek. “Thank you for doing this!”

“You’re welcome,” Kerie smiled. I kissed her again.

“Will you dish up the soup?” she asked.

“Yes, of course I will. But, um, I’d like to change first, all right? That’ll just take me a minute.”

“Okay.”

I got out of my work clothes, returning shortly in a sheer nightgown with nothing underneath, perfume freshly applied.

“Wow,” said my daughter, eyes popping. “You look nice, Mommy.”

“Thank you, darling.”

I hugged her from behind, rubbing my breasts against her back. “Let’s enjoy this delicious dinner you made,” I purred, “and then we can play, okay?”

As we ate, we chatted about Kerie’s day in school. She told a funny story about her friend Cassidy, who’d tried a flip off the swings during recess and ended up landing on her bottom in a puddle. Fortunately, kids are durable and she wasn’t hurt at all, just a muddy mess.

I stacked the dishes in the sink when we were done. They could wait until later. I picked Kerie up in my arms, squeezing her again, kissing her mouth. “Mmm, let’s go, baby. I want you.”

Inside my room, I set her down and pulled back the covers on the bed. Then I quickly took off her shirt and shorts and undies. My little girl was naked.

“I want to leave my nightie on for now, okay? It makes me feel sexy,” I told her. She nodded.

We got in bed together, cuddling. I petted her and kissed her mouth. She was getting better all the time at using her tongue. It excited me.

My arousal continued to grow, but finally I pulled back, licking my lips, catching my breath. “God, I love kissing you. I love you, Kerie.”

“I love you too, Mommy,” she smiled. I nuzzled her nose.

“But before, um, before we do more, I want to talk just a little bit, about a couple of things.”

“Okay.”

“So, do you remember I told you last week about a woman I met who has two daughters, one 15 years old and the other 10?”

“Uh-huh, I remember. You said you were gonna tell ‘em about our game, maybe.”

“Well, yes, I think I might. I’d like to. In fact, I already have told one of them, the older girl, Tina. She’s, um, a sophomore at Lafayette, where I work. And, well, she and I have become friends, good friends. I’ve told her, secretly, about the things you and I do, about the game we play, and it made her very excited.”

“It did? Does she wanna do it with her mom?”

I nodded. “Uh-huh, I think she does. And maybe other things too, you know, like oral sex.”

“Oral sex? You mean with her mouth and stuff?”

“That’s right. But you know what else?”

“What?”

“I did that with her today, with Tina, what Aunt Jae did on her date with Rose, with Ms. Beddingdon — we had oral sex.”

“You did?” she smiled.

“Uh-huh.”

“At school?”

“No, not at school,” I chuckled. “We, uh, we met today, downtown. I left work early, and she and I went to a hotel together. We got a room, just for a couple of hours. That’s where we… did it. But this has to be a secret. See, I’m really not supposed to do things like that with, you know, with students. So you have to promise you won’t tell anyone about it.”

“I won’t.”

“Good.” I gave her a kiss. “Now, honey, the second thing. You asked me a few days ago if we could do that together, you and me, oral sex, right?”

“Uh-huh,” she nodded eagerly. “I wanna try it, Mommy.”

Hearing Kerie say that and seeing the excitement in her eyes made my clit tingle. I squeezed my legs together as I nuzzled her nose. I kissed her again, my lips lingering.

When the long, warm kiss ended, I whispered, “I’m ready to do that now, with you. Okay?”

“Okay.”

Before continuing, I sat up and slipped off my nightie, tossing it aside. I wanted there to be nothing between us. Then I moved down on the bed, gently opening Kerie’s legs, marveling at how lucky I was. My daughter — my lover — was just so beautiful, so innocent and sweet. She had a little girl’s body, but was capable of responding like a woman sexually.

I gazed at her for a moment, at her smooth, hairless mound, her puffy labia. It nearly took my breath away. Between her lips was the small dark hole, and inside, a gleam of moisture. Her tiny pussy was wet.

“Oh, Kerie,” I sighed, and brought my mouth to her sex.

I started by kissing her. I kissed her puffy pussy lips, I kissed the tender insides of her thighs, I pushed Kerie’s legs up and kissed her butt cheeks, and I even kissed the pink rosebud of her anus. But mostly I kissed her labia. So warm and smooth, so soft and yielding, fragrant with girl-scent. I loved kissing her there.

After a minute or two, I used my thumbs to gently part her lips. Inside her slit, it was sticky and moist. I kissed her there.

“Ooh,” Kerie sighed.

I moved slightly lower and kissed the opening to her vagina.

“Ohhh,” she moaned.

I looked up. Her eyes were closed, mouth slightly open. She was on her back, head on a pillow, hands at her sides. She seemed to be concentrating everything on the feelings she was experiencing.

After kissing a few more times up and down inside her slit, my tongue made its first appearance. I licked gently around the rim of her vagina, tasting her. She was slippery and sweet. I let my tongue dip inside.

“Unghhh,” Kerie groaned.

I felt her body begin to tremble. I wasn’t certain I could make her come this way, licking her, but I was pretty sure I could. If my little girl could reach orgasm through tribbing, as she often did, and if I could bring her with my fingers, as I had several times, then I ought to be able to do it this way as well. I hoped that was so.

I probed inside her vagina, the tip of my tongue finding Kerie’s hymen and the small aperture in the center. I would let her remain a virgin, technically at least, for a while yet. No need to rush things.

After sucking at her pussy and hearing her moan again, feeling my daughter shiver beneath me, I moved up higher, toward her clit. I went back to kissing at first, just kissing with my lips, then a little bit of nibbling, and then my tongue began to explore, lapping at the soft pink folds.

Kerie was breathing faster. “Mommy, Mommy,” I heard her whisper.

I found the bud, circled around it with the tip of my tongue, kissed some more, nuzzled, nibbled, and sucked.

She was groaning more loudly, head beginning to whip back and forth, eyes squeezed tightly shut. Her face was red, teeth clenched. I sucked at her clit.

“Mommy,” she moaned, almost in a sob, voice catching.

As I continued sucking my child’s love bud, I placed a knuckle at the opening to her little pussy and pressed in, rubbing up and down. She was so wet and hot.

“Mmm, unh,” she gasped, short of breath.

I sucked and licked.

Suddenly she stiffened, her whole body going rigid. Kerie trembled, every muscle taut, then cried out in ecstasy as the orgasm burst through her.

I’d done it! I’d brought my daughter to climax using my mouth and tongue. I felt so proud. How many moms could say they’d accomplished that? Well, I thought to myself, in a perfect world, I suppose almost all of them could. But I knew that what Kerie and I had together was truly rare. I felt very fortunate.

As she came, I placed my mouth over her vagina, sensing her contractions with my tongue and lips. She tasted wonderful. When she was almost finished, I slid up beside my little girl, taking her in my arms, hugging and kissing her.

“Kerie, I love you so much,” I whispered.

I held her for a long time, petting and kissing, murmuring to her. She continued shuddering, trembling, sometimes moaning, but at last began to calm down. My daughter was cradled in my arms, her head on my bosom, knees pulled up. As her breathing slowed and her muscles relaxed, I wondered if she might be falling asleep. That climax seemed to have taken a lot out of her.

But then I felt something… small fingers on my breasts, gently caressing, fondling my nipples. They immediately stiffened. I loved the feel of her touch. With her eyes still closed, Kerie lowered her head slightly, taking one of my erect nipples into her mouth. She sucked. I groaned in pleasure.

“Mmm, yes, baby, so nice. That’s Mommy’s good little girl.”

For several more minutes, we nestled that way, Kerie drawn up in a ball, my arms around her, one hand patting and rubbing her bottom as she sucked my nipple. It was heavenly. I kissed the top of her head, told her how much I loved her. She made little num-num sounds as she feasted on my breasts.

Of course, this was not only a warm, intimate, bonding moment for us, but also one charged with sexual electricity. My clit was throbbing, aching to be touched, my pussy overflowing with gooey moisture. I wanted more, much more, yet I was reluctant to interrupt this lovely, perfect tableau. I waited, petting her hair, repeatedly squeezing my legs together, breath coming faster as my arousal grew.

Finally I could stand it no longer. I had to touch myself. I reached a hand down between my legs. I was utterly soaked. Warm, slippery liquid coated my pussy lips. I rubbed for a moment, relishing the feel, then brought the hand back up, placing it in front of Kerie’s face.

Carefully, I pulled her away from my breast and whispered, “Taste Mommy, baby girl. Taste Mommy’s pussy.”

Kerie eyes came open for the first time since her climax. She giggled, then took my fingers in her mouth, sucking and licking.

“You like how I taste?”

“Mm-hm,” she nodded.

“Want some more?”

“Mm-hm.”

I put the hand back between my legs, pushing inside the lips this time, dipping into my vagina, scooping up as much of my juices as I could, then fed them to Kerie. She sucked and tasted, swallowing, looking up at me, smiling happily.

“Do you want to try licking me now?” I asked.

She nodded.

“I want you to. I need it so bad.”

We shifted around on the bed. Kerie lay on her back and I mounted her, straddling her face. Pulling my pussy wide open with my fingers, I showed her my wet cunt.

“Lick Mommy’s clit,” I said. “Suck it the way you suck my nipples. then put your little fingers inside me and fuck my pussy, okay?”

She did as I asked. With no hesitation, my daughter began licking my clit, then sucking it. I rode her tongue, and when I felt her fingers reaching inside me, pushing inside, fucking me, I knew I’d be ready to climax very soon.

But I wanted to wait! It was so amazing to be there, doing what we were doing — finally having oral sex, my darling little girl actually eating my pussy — and I wanted to stretch it out if I could, enjoy the moment as long as possible.

I managed to ‘stretch it out’ for maybe thirty seconds, but that was all. It was impossible to wait any longer. I was shaking like mad, feverish with lust, every nerve on edge, straining to hold back — and then the dam burst.

I held Kerie’s head in my hands, pulling her mouth against me as I climaxed on top of her. Powerful spasms jolted my body, and I cried out in delirious ecstasy. This was the ultimate, coming on my baby’s face for the first time. I don’t think I’ve ever had a more satisfying orgasm.

It seemed to go on forever, but eventually the final surges faded away, all my energy drained. Every last bit of juice I could expel was on Kerie’s face, on her hands, or dripping onto the sheets.

I slid off and lay beside her, gathering her in my arms, holding my sweet child, kissing her mouth, tasting my pussy on her lips.

“Oh, Kerie, I love you so much. I love you so much.”

“Mmm… Mommy, Mommy, Mommy…”

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