Juicy Secrets Forbidden Tales of Lesbian Love

By JetBoy

I awoke to the sound of birds twittering and two little sleepyheads nestled against me; a red-haired one on my shoulder, a golden-haired one against my breast. Lisa’s arm lay across my tummy, while my darling Nessa’s hand rested between my legs. I could feel her pulse against the rise of my vulva.

So it hadn’t been a dream…

“Girls,” I whispered gently, stroking their bare backs as Lisa stirred, her hand brushing my belly, “it’s time to get up.”

A blinking Lisa lifted her head, took a bleary-eyed look around, smiled, then lay back on my shoulder, her eyes drifting shut. I felt her yawn against me as her hand slid up the blanket to lazily cup my right breast. Ohhh, no, not now, little one… well, perhaps I could be tempted.

Taking her hand, I pressed it to my lips. “Oh, Lisa…” Her eyes flickered open again, and she gazed at me in perfect adoration. I felt myself melt inside as I guided her face to mine, our mouths coming together in a kiss.

It was sweet and tender at first, but soon her tongue emerged, seeking mine. Letting my passion seize the moment, I kissed my young lover ferociously, sliding a hand down Lisa’s back to grope her pert little butt. Finally we broke apart, and I placed a tender peck on the tip of her adorable nose.

I felt Vanessa’s hand stir in my lap, uncurling like a waking kitten. Realizing where it was, that hand slipped between my thighs, and I felt fingers brushing my warm, sticky sex. I moaned, then my daughter lifted her head, turning to smile at me.

I smiled back, raising my hips to her touch. “Well, good morning, precious.”

She smiled sheepishly, her cheeks flushing a rosy pink. “G’mornin’, Mom.”

I leaned in and kissed her, pausing to lick at her lower lip, then glanced back at Lisa.

“Girls…” I began, spreading my arms out to them both. They shuffled themselves into my embrace, one on each side. I saw Lisa take Vanessa’s hand in hers, their fingers intertwining.

“My beautiful, beautiful girls, last night was… a dream come true for me. It was…” and I felt tears welling up, “just like heaven. A little piece of heaven, fallen from the sky and into my hands.”

As if on cue, both my darlings raised their heads to kiss my neck — warm, tender kisses.

“I know we aren’t supposed to be doing these things,” I continued, “but I don’t care — and I can’t give this up. Because I… I’ve fallen in love with both of you.”

And my new lovers whispered sweet endearments to me. We shared gentle kisses and cuddles, content, for the moment, just to lie in each other’s arms.

But of course, our passions flared up soon enough — and before long we three were making love all over again.

Vanessa nuzzled her way down until she lay between my legs, her adoring eyes gazing into mine as she lowered her face to my cunt — pressing her lips into the juicy flesh, then licking at it.

Lisa watched along with me, thrilled by the sight of Nessa going down on her own mother. “So, so sexy!” she exclaimed, then turned to me. Our mouths came together, and I eagerly sucked at her tongue as our kiss quickly grew heated.

Breaking away, I gasped, “I — I want your pussy, Lisa. Climb on my face… let me lick you.”

With a saucy grin, Lisa got up on her knees and mounted my face, feeding me her cunt while my daughter sucked my clitoris like a tiny nipple — a little too roughly, but she was doing quite nicely for her first try at giving oral.

I’ll make an expert out of her, I told myself — and the idea of teaching Nessa how to be a skilled lesbian lover was enough to make me come right then.

Somehow I managed to get Lisa off in the whirlwind of my own orgasm, and she came hard in my face, her luscious nectar coating my mouth and chin. Then the three of us drew together in a shared kiss, swapping our flavors around.

We rested briefly, then I got to see Nessa and Lisa fuck. It was an incredible experience, watching my daughter and her best friend shyly explore one another’s bodies with gentle kisses and caresses, then grow wild and passionate, moving into a sixty-nine position and licking each other to a frenzied mutual climax. My, what a wonderful way to spend the morning!

Alas, all good things come to an end. I had to get Lisa home before 1 PM, as her parents were taking her to visit her grandmother. We climbed out of bed, padded down to the master bathroom and showered together. Needless to say, that was a delightful experience for all — soaping and washing every inch of each other’s bodies, pausing now and then for long, loving kisses.

Finally, once we’d managed to get dressed, I drove Lisa to her home, Nessa riding along. As her mother was waving at us from the porch, we could hardly kiss Lisa goodbye, but I squeezed her thigh before she opened the car door and whispered, “Goodbye, lover. See you again, very soon.”

Nessa exclaimed, “Yeah!” giving Lisa’s ass a playful pat. As our little angel stepped indoors, she turned to blow us a kiss before the door swung shut.

The car idling, I turned to my daughter. “Where to now, hon? Back home?”

She shook her head. “I wanna go somewhere special, Mom, and spend time together… just you and me.” Taking my hand, she brought it to her lips, then whispered, “I love you.”

I wanted to take her in my arms and kiss that lovely mouth so badly that it made me hurt inside. Instead, I gave her hand a tender squeeze. “I love you too, Nessie.”

We gazed at one another for a long, sweet moment, enormous smiles on our faces. Then Nessa started to giggle — and suddenly I was laughing, too.

“Wow, Mom,” she said, still grinning hugely, “bein’ in love… it’s different from how I thought it was gonna be. I mean, it’s awesome, yeah — but it feels kinda silly, too!”

“Love is a lot of things, hon,” I replied, patting her thigh, “and that’s just one of them.” Shaking my head to clear away the pixie dust, I put the car into gear. “Now come on, daughter mine — let’s go have fun!”

“Whoo-hoo!” she cheered.

Vanessa and I spent the day together at the zoo, the botanical garden, the museum — you know, the kind of special things mothers and daughters do together, all the while sharing special smiles and loving glances that underlined how our relationship had changed forever, and in such a beautiful way. Vanessa and I were now lovers, and I’d never been happier in my life.

When dusk fell, we picked up a sumptuous Chinese dinner to take home.

We dined that evening by candlelight. Few words were necessary; I could read volumes in my daughter’s eyes. Finally, we both pushed our plates away.

Vanessa rose, moved closer, took my face in her warm hands and kissed me.

My arms slipped around my delightful daughter, guiding her into my lap as my mouth opened to her kiss. Mmmm, so loving and tender.

Nessa slipped out of my embrace and grabbed my hand, pulling me to the stairs. Laughing gleefully, we stumbled upstairs and into my bedroom.

Slowly, tantalizingly, we undressed each other, a piece of clothing at a time. Finally naked, we stood face to face, holding hands. I marvelled at the radiant beauty of Nessa’s bare body as she gazed adoringly at me, her face shining like the sun.

“You’re so beautiful, Mom,” she said softly, “and I’m so in love with you.”

I squeezed Nessa’s hands. “Oh, my precious…” I pulled her to me for a warm, loving kiss, then we slipped into bed. I propped myself against the headboard and had Nessa sit between my legs, resting back against me, my arms wrapped tightly around her.

Vanessa sat snuggled in my lap, her cheek resting against my breast while I caressed her arms, trailing my fingers up and down, down and up.

“Mom?”

“What is it, honey?”

“Oh, I’m just…” and she shivered from my touch, “I’m so, so, so happy!” she whispered fiercely, twisting about to scatter small, fleeting kisses over my breasts. “I wanna be like this with you always, always!” She lifted her face to mine. “I wish you and me could… could get married, Mom. If you wanted, I’d totally be your wife.”

Such a wonderful idea, one that touched me deep inside. “Sweet Nessa…” I kissed her forehead, then took my child’s face in my hands and held it gently, looking deep into her eyes. “I love you so much, my sweet, sweet girl.” I shook my head in disbelief, feeling positively intoxicated with love. “Oh my God, you are so adorable, so perfect. What a wonderful wife you would be…”

I kissed her impossibly soft mouth. Vanessa’s lips parted, welcoming my kiss. Our tongues met, entwined, and began to play. She sighed, her thighs opening wider, pressing herself into me.

My hands roamed all over her body, coming to rest on the soft globes of Vanessa’s bottom. I fondled and stroked her luscious ass, my daughter excitedly squirming against me.

Nessa moaned into my mouth as my hand slid between her lewdly spread legs, exploring her wet slit with a finger, giving it long, gentle strokes.

She leaned back against me, her head on my shoulder, nuzzling my ear.

“Put it inside me, Mom…” she breathed. Her lips sought out mine.

I matched her passion, thrusting my tongue deep into Nessa’s mouth as I slipped a finger into her pussy, feeling the juicy heat inside.

As we kissed, Vanessa began to hum tunelessly, a catlike purr of contentment as my probing finger sank deeper into her, right up to the third knuckle. Our kiss grew in urgency, Vanessa’s hums built into helpless moans, and she began to thrust herself against my hand as I worked my finger ever deeper, penetrating the womanly core of my daughter.

Tearing her mouth from mine, Vanessa threw her head back and cried out, lost in the moment’s pleasure. I crooned reassuringly and kissed her neck, shoulder, wherever my lips could reach — all the while plunging my finger in and out, in and out of her slippery channel, my girl squirming and wriggling against me.

I felt Nessa’s movements become more active, more in rhythm with the fucking I was giving her. My hand was dripping with her essence — and my daughter, panting, was trembling from head to toe.

Her lips parted, and she began to speak. “Mmmom? I’m… ohhHHHhh, oh my God, I think I’m… oh, Mom, I’m g-gonna… ohhHHHHHH! Oh, yes, oh Mommy!!”

I held Vanessa to me with one arm, fingering her hard and deep, mesmerized by my baby’s face as she came. She cried and screamed and wept against me, still driving herself onto my pumping hand.

Her cry rose to a brief shriek, her body went rigid — then she went limp and slumped sideways, completely overcome.

I lay Nessa down next to me, gently blotting the tears from her face with a corner of the sheet, bending to place a gentle kiss on her cheek.

Peering up at me with sleepy eyes, she mumbled, “Llllove you, Mom…” They drifted shut.

“I love you too, honey,” I whispered, but my little angel was already fast asleep, her breathing steady and even.

I sat quietly, still resting against the headboard, content just to drink in the sight of the naked, sweat-damp body of my daughter.

The need for release still smoldered deep inside me, though… so as Nessa lay in her peaceful slumber, I fingered my throbbing cunt until I’d come twice, watching her the whole time.

Finally spent, I licked my wet fingers, then pulled the sheet over our bodies, switched off the light and cuddled close to my child, loving her with all my heart.

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