Juicy Secrets Forbidden Tales of Lesbian Love

The week at school dragged by for both Amy and Juli as they anticipated going to my lake cabin for a “girls’ club” weekend. Amy confirmed that Tracy’s mom had said it would be fine, and that Tracy had been super excited to be asked.

I sat in Anita’s kitchen with a list of items on the table in front of me, feeling as though our plans were well in place. We were chatting about Tracy a little, and how that might go down, when we heard the scurry of feet on the side porch and the door burst open.

Amy rushed in and threw her backpack onto a kitchen chair, then from behind wrapped her arms around her mom as she stood at the sink preparing dinner. Juli followed and plopped herself in my lap, facing me, legs spread around my thighs and an impish grin on her face.

I saw Amy let her hands sneak up to find that her mom wasn’t wearing a bra under the long silky robe she had on. Anita lifted her arms slightly to let her daughter have the access they both wanted. Then she turned and leaned down to give her energetic daughter a quick kiss on the lips, followed by a quick kiss on the nose, followed by a lingering open mouth kiss. When Amy captured her mom’s bottom lip and sucked it in, tongue washing over it, and continued to palm the luscious full tits that hung and felt so good beneath the smooth fabric, Anita grinned and pulled back a bit.

“Something special on your mind today, lil princess? You seem to be…. ummmm… especially frisky, and you know you make Mommy feel that way, don’t you!?”

“Well, Mom, we have, like, something to tell you about today, don’t we, Juli?” Amy’s excitement was almost over the top, and Anita leaned back against the sink, hands on her daughter’s shoulders, snuggling her little bottom into her legs.

Juli jumped down from my lap, then pulled her skirt all the way up to her waist, turning so both of us could see the tight little pair of light blue panties that rode very snugly against her mound.

“Whooahh, sweetheart,” I said, “Those don’t exactly look like ones I’ve seen you wearing before.”

“Maybe you have seen these, though,” Anita giggled, stepping away from her mom and unzipping her skirt, letting it fall to the floor and proudly displaying a pair of undies that I recognized as belonging to my niece. “These are Julie’s, and the ones she’s wearing belong to Tracy.” Amy turned again to face her mom. “Tracy’s wearing mine!”

I felt a surge of naughty warmth flow through me as Amy spoke, and I noticed Anita casually strumming her nipples. “So tell us, you two young foxes, just how this came to be,” she said.

“Okay,” Amy began, “yeah, those blue ones are Tracy’s panties. She wore mine most of the day, and I got to wear Juli’s this afternoon. Tracy came up to me right away this morning and said how cool it was that she was going to get to go along to the lake cabin, and be part of an all-girl weekend. Yeah, sort of a girls’ club, I said back to her, and then she said, so when are you gonna let me wear your panties like Juli does?”

I about croaked right there, but Juli put her hand on my arm and said with a smile, “It’s okay… let her explain.”

Amy continued, “Apparently Tracy’s been watching Juli and me around school for a while now. We have to be a little more careful, I guess, like with how we look at each other or maybe reach out to touch or something, I dunno. But, um, a few days ago when we were walking home we stopped off the trail in the park and kissed for a little bit, and then Juli showed me the sexy boy-shorts panties her Aunt Leslie had bought for her…” Amy blushed and giggled, reaching over to lightly punch Juli on the arm “…well, I asked if I could wear them until the next day, just because they had been on her, covering that beautiful pussy of hers I love so much. So, anyway, Tracy told me that she followed us, and she saw what we were doing… AND she said she has been thinking about ME that way for a long time, and she masturbates thinking about ME, and now she does it thinking about JULI, too!”

Juli took over the story. “So, this morning Amy grabbed me in the hall between classes and said, ‘Meet me in the bathroom by the Science hall before lunch. I have something for you!’ Of course, I showed up, and just hung out, checking myself out in the mirror as other girls came and went. It got closer to class time, but finally Amy came in and said, ‘Here, take these and give me yours.’

“She pushed me toward a stall and went into the next one. She reached down under the divider, and I gave her the pink ones she has on now. As we left I told her the ones she gave me are pretty small and how tight up against me they fit, but she just grinned and said that’s because Tracy is pretty small and she would have to tell me the rest after school. Aunt Leslie, oh my god you have no idea how it felt with the thought of Tracy’s panties pulled up into my pussy all afternoon. Every time I moved I wanted to reach down and play!”

My thoughts moved rapidly through this new information, and I felt my heartbeat increase a little. I turned to Amy and asked, “Did Tracy say she has been with another girl, like, I mean, the way you and Juli are?”

“I asked her that, and she just said she would have to tell me later,” Amy replied. “But it wasn’t like, no way. Maybe she has more to tell us!”

“Tell me a little bit more about Tracy,” I inquired of both girls. “I’ve heard about her, but haven’t met her.”

“She’s Vietnamese, isn’t she, Amy?” said Anita.

“Yes, Mom, her family is, and really, she’s pretty, don’t you think?”

Anita nodded, and went on to tell me about the girl’s light brown unflawed skin, her short coal black hair and large dark eyes. As she was speaking, she turned Amy’s back to her again, reaching around to unbutton her blouse and cup her daughter’s growing tits through her bra. She explained that Tracy was slimmer, smaller all around, and smaller busted than either Amy or Juli.

But then she said, “Ahhh, Amy, there might be a hitch in the plan. Tracy’s mom called today and said that she is going to have to be out of town for the weekend herself, and would it be all right if Tracy’s sister came along on our adventure. I didn’t really have an excuse for saying no, so I’m afraid we might not be able to be as open as we had hoped, with some things.”

Thoughtfully and slowly Amy replied, “Ummmm… that might not be such a problem,  Mom.”

She leaned forward enough for her mom to unfasten the clasp on her bra, then continued, “Tracy told me that Kim-Ly is one of those younger sisters who thinks she should be able to do everything the older one does, you know, and she has been at those sleepovers that Tracy first told me about when she started asking questions. There were some ‘games’ being played, with some dares and some kissing and some stripping off of clothes going on at some of them. And since Tracy and Kim-Ly share a bedroom, there was lots of time to talk about the things that happened and how they felt about it. Tracy told me she’s sure she’s heard her sister touching herself during the night, and that she hasn’t tried very hard to hide it when she masturbates in her own bed. So you never know.”

Juli had noticed that her friend was being undressed in front of her as she spoke, and not to be left behind, had stripped off her own top, leaving herself in a filmy bra and those tight blue panties. She stepped over to me and turned so that I could free her delightful firm young titties as well. I unhooked her bra.

“That sounds wonderfully promising, darling,” Anita replied. “We’ll just have to see how it plays out. So, Amy? Are you ready for a snack and homework now, or is something else still on your mind?”

“Oh, I’m ready for a snack, all right, Mommy,” giggled the nearly naked 13-year-old as she flipped around and used both hands to fondle her mother’s breasts beneath the thin robe. “Don’t I usually get some nice warm milk after school?”

“Yes, you sure do,” Anita purred, “but all this suggestive talk has me feeling a little like the kitchen isn’t the place.”

Leading us to the living room, Anita sat on one end of the couch, leaving room for her beautiful young daughter to lie down with her head in her mom’s lap. She had unzipped her robe to the waist and folded it to the side, allowing her very full woman tits to hang ready.

I sat across from them, just in panties myself, having shed the rest of my clothes as we left the kitchen. This was the same loveseat where Juli and I first came to know how deeply Amy and her mother loved each other, and how erotic their way of pleasuring each other was for us to watch, to mimic, and to join in when the right time came.

Juli curled up with her head in my lap, on her side, facing me. “But you can’t see, sweetheart,” I whispered to her.

“I can see everything I want to see for right now, Aunt Leslie,” she giggled, nuzzling between my swaying tits and licking my skin, on the insides of each heavy tit, and then around to the hardening nipples. “Besides, I can hear what’s going on, all of it.”

I watched as Anita leaned down enough to let her nipple brush her daughter’s lips, and saw the young girl open her mouth, pulling like a hungry kitten on the rigid teat.

“Yes, baby girl, take all you want from Mommy. Pull my nipples into your sweet mouth, darling, use your tongue like you know how.” One of Anita’s hands went to her daughter’s flat tummy, and then crept under the panties to find Amy’s already slick puffy bare girl lips. Anita had pulled her robe up to her waist when she sat down, and now her other hand went to her own shaved smooth labia, parting them, two digits sliding back and forth between them, into her hot channel, then using the slippery coating to find the tip of her clit, flicking it, then repeating the lewd spectacle for my benefit. Her eyes smiled at mine, connecting, knowing the effect that her exposure, her naughty play, and her words were having on me.

“Let’s get those panties good and soaked for when you give them back to Juli.” Anita winked at me, as she reached down to palm her daughter’s smooth mons over the thin pink covering.

Amy dropped one foot to the floor while parting her legs. This turned her hips slightly toward us, both giving her mother the access she desired and giving me a better view.

“Yes, good and soaked, baby girl,” Anita continued as she circled the heel of her hand against the girl’s mound. “Let me feel how wet and slippery my darling can make them.”

Anita curled her fingers and slid them further down, pressing firmly against the puffy lips beneath the fabric. Then her hand drew upwards again, and back down, fingers running the full length of Amy’s tender pussy, massaging it, pressing in, urging the juices forward.

Amy responded with little throaty gurgles around her mother’s leaking teat, and with eager upward movements of her pelvis.

I pulled Juli into a sitting position on my lap, with her back to me, her legs spread open over my thighs. “You have to see this, honey,” I croaked. “Anita is lactating so much, so much. You have to see how your girlfriend is drinking it, how she’s going to come, see how your girlfriend’s mother is going to come, see how they love to show us everything.”

As I said this, I slid one hand around to fondle the girl’s long firm pointed nipples, and the other hand down over the tight panties she still had on, finding the already wet gusset pulled tightly against her labia. “And we have to get these filled with your pussy juices too, for when you give them back to Tracy.”

I felt Juli nod and shiver at my words, and at the erotic sight before her.

Anita smiled at us, eyes moving from my face down to Juli’s spread legs. My hand eased up to Juli’s bare tummy, giving Anita the view I knew she wanted, then back down until my fingers probed her wet slippery lips, pressing firmly, actually pushing the fabric partway inside my darling niece. Juli lifted her hips enough to let even more of the thin material loosen.

“Fucckkk yes, Aunt Leslie, put them right inside me… fill my pussy with Tracy’s panties…”

My sweetheart’s ohhh so naughty mouth started to run as I pressed, and she spread, and I pressed, rubbing the panties as deep as I could. Juli’s own small hand pressed on the back of mine, urging me on. It only served to make us all feel the high, to hear those wicked words come from such a lovely little girl.

“Do it to me, too, Mommy… push Juli’s inside me…” Amy’s answering plea was colored with the lust in her voice, and we could see the increased pressure as Anita’s fingers probed harder, pushing, folding the panties toward the center, and even with the restricted view we had it was clear that Juli’s pink panties were tucked firmly between Amy’s young pussy lips, and her mother’s fingers were partly buried there as well.

“Ohhhh, wow Mom this won’t take lonnggg.” Amy begged. “It tastes sooo good, and it feels so good.” Her little hips bucked against her mother’s fingers and her knees flopped open wider. Some of the milk from Anita’s dripping nipple slid down Amy’s cheek as she suckled.

We watched, with Juli slumping against me, and with Anita’s eyes roaming from my eyes to my sweet niece’s body, her legs spread wide.

Then we heard Anita groan, “Bite them a little, sweetheart… ahhhhhh… pull hard… ohhhh… baby, baby, yessssss!!”

I felt a larger shudder from Juli, so I plucked the slippery panties from inside her and slid two fingers into her slippery girl pussy, curling them, finding the sensitive spot on the upper inside of her tight tunnel, moving my fingertips back and forth, while nuzzling and licking her ear and tugging at her nipples as she watched the pair just across from us. Suddenly Juli shook and squealed. I knew it was time, and pushed against her clit as best I could with my palm, holding my darling girl tight as the climax overwhelmed her.

Anita’s hand was moving in a blur on her own pussy, her other hand moving just as rapidly under the panties Amy wore — and then the two of them reached orgasm together, each in their own clouds of neverland, but at the same time each feeling the love and warmth that so bound them as mother and daughter — close skin contact, not letting go, pulling in for long hugs, and breathing room, and coming down slowly.

Juli panted in my arms as I nuzzled her cheek, kissing her, whispering my love.

We saw Anita retrieve her fingers from inside the soaked panties Amy wore, licking them first, then offering them to Amy for her own tasting. Amy licked, giggled, deposited a healthy gift of saliva for her mom, and smiled as she watched Anita’s tongue capture it before it could slide away.

“You are such a foxy girl now, aren’t you, with that wetness from your mouth thing!” Anita grinned as she rubbed noses with her daughter and received a quick lick on her own in return. “Did Juli teach you about that kind of sharing? We saw you doing something a little goofy like that outside the sliding glass doors in the den the other day, didn’t we?”

“Wellllll… yeah, it’s sort of a little thingy we do I guess,” Amy answered. “After all, special best friends forever have to have something they do that’s just for them, don’t they?”

“Yupee… of course they do,” Anita replied, “and I think there might be a number of those kinds of things that could be part of a VERY special girls’ club coming up this weekend, don’t you? Maybe you and that crazy sweet Juli can think up some.”

“I bet we can, Aunt Leslie,” Juli laughed, turning to give me a full sloppy kiss and young girl hug. “I bet we can.”

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