Juicy Secrets Forbidden Tales of Lesbian Love

By Tommy X

The sudden yammering of Amanda’s alarm brought her back to reality — and for a moment, just a moment, she found herself wondering if what had happened yesterday was a dream.

The girl slid a hand into her panties and felt her newly smooth vulva. Definitely real.

She went to the bathroom to pee, take a quick shower, and brush her teeth. Walking back to her room, she passed Kelly on the way to her own morning routine.

“G’morning, sis,” Kelly said with a wink, her voice low and sultry.

Despite herself, Amanda blushed furiously. All she wanted to do was push Kelly up against the wall, drop the towel wrapped around her body and fuck her big sister silly. But she could also hear their mom downstairs, preparing breakfast. With a sigh, she trudged back to her room.

Moments later, Amanda was dressing for the day, slipping into pink bikini-style panties and a matching bra. She was now painfully aware of how mundane her selection of underthings was, and made a mental note to have Kelly take her shopping for something new… something wicked.

It delighted Amanda, the thought of using birthday money from dear old Gran to purchase sexy, barely-there lingerie. If you’re gonna play wild, she told herself, you gotta dress the part.

She pulled on a black knee-length pleated skirt and silky black blouse, then bounded downstairs, where she wolfed down her bacon, eggs and toast. As usual, Kelly skipped breakfast altogether.

When it was time to go, Kelly honked the car horn and Amanda, giving her mom a quick goodbye kiss, shot out to the car. If anything, she was more nervous and excited than on the previous day — her first at the local high school.

Unlike then, this time Kelly was smiling as Mandy got into the car. “Great outfit, sis,” she said as they pulled out of the driveway. “Always dress for success,” she continued, “Or more specifically, always dress to bring the attention to you. Dress like you’re on top of it all, in control. If you feel sexy, you feel confident.”

Amanda nodded, not sure what she was agreeing with, but knowing that she would do anything her big sister asked of her.

They parked in the student lot, then Kelly turned toward Amanda. “Okay, lunch is Ms. Garcia’s planning period. Just head over to her classroom then. I’ll meet you there.” Kelly reached out to touch her sister’s cheek. Taking a quick glance around to make sure they couldn’t be seen, she leaned over and kissed Amanda, who melted in her big sister’s embrace. It was over too soon. “Time for class, baby sister. C’mon, let’s go.”

Amanda watched Kelly from behind as they walked toward the school, hypnotized by the sight of her big sister’s gorgeous ass, stuffed into tight, low-rise jeans. She wasn’t sure what Kelly had in store for her that day, but thinking about it had her as nervous and excited as she’d ever been.

Mandy all but floated her way through classes that morning. Barely paying attention, wrapped up in her own fantasies, she dreamed of making love to her sister in infinite ways.

Soon enough, it was lunch. Amanda stashed her things away in her locker, then made her way upstairs to Ms. Garcia’s chemistry lab.

She hesitantly knocked on the door, “Come in,” came the answer.

She entered. Ms. Garcia was seated at her desk, which faced rows of double lab tables. These were big black waist-high benches that the students used for classwork and experiments.

As Mandy slowly advanced into the room, Ms. Garcia glanced up at her with a puzzled expression. “Yes? Can I help you?” she said.

Amanda appraised her with a newly awakened lesbian sensibility. The teacher had short black hair, cut a bit severely for Amanda’s taste. She wore glasses, a white blouse and a black skirt. Ms. Garcia was petite, 5 foot 2 inches or so. Her body wasn’t thin or fat, but matronly. Comforting, even. She was still attractive, but in her younger days she’d been a knockout — a true Hispanic beauty.

“Yes, Amanda, what is it?” Ms. Garcia asked, raising her eyebrows.

Amanda realized she had just been standing by the door for at least twenty seconds, staring silently at the teacher like an idiot. “I, uh, I mean, I was s-supposed to… um,” she stammered.

Just then Kelly burst through the door. “Hi, Ms. Garcia!”

The teacher perked up immediately. “Ah, Kelly, my favorite student! How wonderful to see you!” She stood up, walked over and embraced Amanda’s big sister.

Kelly hugged her back and, still holding Ms. Garcia around the waist, said, “I’m sure you know my sister Amanda. I was hoping we could talk about her grades this upcoming semester. Maybe even some extra credit…?” Kelly smiled devilishly, looking into the teacher’s eyes.

“Oh, I see,” Ms. Garcia said, looking down at Kelly, returning the teen’s knowing smile. “Well, I’m sure we can work out something to keep her on track.”

“Oh, thank you, Gail,” said Kelly invoking the teacher’s first name — which Amanda had not known until just then. “That would be great!”

With that, Kelly pushed up on her tiptoes and gave Ms. Garcia a kiss on the mouth. Amanda gasped, her heart racing as she watched her sister kiss the chemistry teacher. Her astonishment only grew when Ms. Garcia returned Kelly’s kiss. Their lips parted and their tongues met as their embrace grew passionate.

Amanda immediately felt herself getting aroused. Her nipples had hardened beneath her shirt and her clit was awake and quivering.

Breaking off their kiss, the two lovers turned toward Amanda. “Oh, sorry, Mandy,” said Kelly. “Got a little carried away, didn’t I?” The sparkle in Kelly’s eyes made it clear that she wasn’t sorry at all.

Amanda tried to speak, but her mouth just opened and nothing came out. Her brain had stopped working — a combination of overwhelming lust and nerves.

“Are you initiating your sister, then?” Ms. Garcia asked Kelly. “She’s a lucky girl. When it comes to sex, you’re an amazing teacher.”

“That I am,” grinned Kelly. “Would you like to see just how amazing?” she added, slinking over to Amanda.

“Oh, my, yes!” answered the teacher. She went around to her desk, pulled out her chair and rolled it in front of the classroom, then demurely sat.

Kelly leaned in to whisper in Amanda’s ear, “Don’t be scared, sweetie… just follow my lead. You’ll be great.”

Gently guiding her baby sister to one of the lab benches, Kelly kissed Amanda, taking the younger girl in a loving embrace. Amanda heard Ms. Garcia softly sigh.

Turning around to face their audience of one middle-aged teacher, Kelly tugged her shirt over her head, then took off her bra. Now her perky breasts were free, her nipples aroused. She slid her jeans down to her feet and stepped out of them. Kelly had gone without panties, so she was now totally nude.

From her chair, a smiling Ms. Garcia.spread her legs and hiked up her skirt. To her surprise, Amanda saw that the chemistry teacher wasn’t wearing panties either. Her pussy had a thick, dark, but neatly trimmed tuft of hair.

Kelly was touching herself, moaning soft and low. The teacher and student were separated by six feet of space, but connected by a bond of needful lust.

“God, Kelly,” whispered Ms. Garcia, “You’re beautiful. You make me so wet.”

Kelly smiled, “Thank you, Gail. I love being the teacher’s pet.” Kelly slid a finger into her own pussy. “Mmm, I’m wet too. Aren’t I, lover?” She offered her sticky finger to her younger sister. Amanda, overcome with desire, pulled the finger toward her and slid it into her mouth, tasting her sister’s cunt.

“Ohhh,” Ms Garcia moaned. She had unbuttoned her blouse and slipped off her bra. Gail’s breasts were large and lovely, topped by big, dark areolas. She pinched her nipples, gazing intently at the two sisters as they kissed and fondled each other.

“Your turn, Amanda,” said Kelly and began to undress her sister.

Amanda’s skirt had just hit the floor when Ms Garcia frowned. “Tsk, tsk. Some teacher you are, Kelly. Are those panties she’s wearing? Hmmm?” She was clearly just having fun with the girls, but Amanda blushed anyway.

Playing along, Kelly exclaimed in mock horror, “Oh no, whatever shall we do? I’m a failure as a mentor!” She bent over, exposing her ass to Ms. Garcia as she slid her sister’s panties down to her ankles. “Step out, sis,” she murmured, and Amanda was quick to obey.

Kelly stood up, Amanda’s pink knickers hooked over her finger. “Hmm, I have an idea.” With that, the teen seated herself on the lab bench and spread her legs wide. Her smooth-shaved pussy was wet and inviting, and Amanda started touching herself while she stared at it.

Ms. Garcia was teasing her clitoris with a fingertip, breathing heavily as she watched Kelly’s lewd display.

Kelly also began to rub her clit, masturbating for the teacher. She held Amanda’s panties up to her nose and inhaled. The smell of her younger sister’s arousal seemed to turn Kelly on immensely. She fingered herself faster, letting her fingers run down her slit, spreading the wetness across her pink lips.

Amanda leaned against the table, playing with her pussy as she watched, aching to go down on her sister.

Suddenly, Kelly took the panties away from her face and raised her head up to look at Ms Garcia, who was alternating between swirling her clit with her fingers and plunging those same fingers into her dark-haired cunt. Seeing she had the teacher’s full attention, a smirking Kelly began to rub her pussy with Amanda’s panties.

Amanda gasped at the sight. It turned her on more than she could have imagined to see Kelly masturbating with her panties. Shivering with arousal, she thrust a finger deep into her vagina.

Kelly turned over and got up on hands and knees, her ass facing Ms Garcia, then glanced over her shoulder and giggled. To Amanda’s amazement, her big sister began to slowly push those pink bikini panties into her pussy, slowly stuffing them inside until not a hint of the fabric remained visible.

Her cunt now fully engorged, Kelly was breathing heavily, trembling, on the verge of orgasm. “Ohhhh, shit,” she moaned.

Amanda couldn’t take any more. Falling to her knees, she leaned in and licked her sister’s moist slit.

Kelly moaned, “Oh God, Mandy, yes… more!”

Amanda obliged, frantically lapping at her sister, prying her buttocks apart for complete access to Kelly’s pussy. Ms. Garcia was moaning lustfully behind them, but Amanda could barely hear a thing over the blood rushing to her head. She lashed out with her tongue, spreading a mixture of saliva and vaginal juices over every inch of Kelly’s exposed sex.

Kelly began to quiver, an orgasm rapidly building inside of her. “Oh, fuck, Amanda — lick my ass!”

Hastening to obey, Amanda circled her sister’s tight pink anus with her tongue while Kelly collapsed onto one elbow, using her free hand to rub furiously at her clit. Kelly’s sphincter muscles relaxed slightly and, taking the invitation, Amanda plunged her tongue into her sister’s rectum.

Kelly began to come, bucking against her hand and her sister, burying Amanda’s face in the crack of her ass. Her moans rose to a tiny shriek, then she went limp. Amanda kept licking her from behind.

Kelly took a moment to catch her breath, then swung around, hopped off the lab bench and dropped to her knees before a startled Amanda. “Your turn, little sister,” she grinned, and began eating Amanda out with passion and fervor.

Her heart pounding wildly, Amanda locked eyes with Ms.Garcia as Kelly pleasured her — sucking at her clit while probing her juicy cunt with two fingers.

Amanda was already so keyed up that she couldn’t last for long — within seconds an orgasm ripped through her that seemed like it might never end. Simultaneously, Ms Garcia shuddered and bucked where she sat as she finger fucked herself to a savage climax of her own..

Humming happily to herself, Kelly lapped up every ounce of her sister’s juices as Amanda slowly came back to reality, lying dazed on the lab bench.

Licking her lips, Kelly turned toward Ms Garcia. The older teen was seated on the floor of the classroom, legs spread wide. Her eyes locked with the teacher’s, she hooked a finger into her cunt and slowly, ever so slowly, pulled out Amanda’s soaking wet panties an inch at a time until they dangled from her hand. She brought them to her nose, breathing in the rich aroma of pussy.

Rising to her feet, she lazily strutted over to Ms Garcia, who was flushed and breathing heavily, recovering from her own earth-shattering orgasm.

Amanda watched the scene from the lab bench, propping herself up on the table for support as her knees gradually regained their strength.

Clenching the sodden panties in her teeth, Kelly leaned in and kissed the teacher through them, then pulled away. Ms. Garcia just sat there, legs spread, tits out, now holding Amanda’s panties in her own mouth.

“Now, that should be worth an “A”, don’t you think?” Kelly said to Ms. Garcia.

Ms. Garcia nodded weakly, still overwhelmed by her incredible orgasm.

Kelly stretched her limbs as she turned back to her sister, then clapped her hands once. The sharp crack was loud in the quiet classroom. “Up and at ‘em, sis! Let’s get dressed, it’s almost time for class!” Bending down to kiss Amanda, she slid her hand down to her sister’s still quivering clit, giving it the tiniest of rubs.

Amanda shivered, already wanting more. How could that be? But Kelly was right; the bell would be ringing soon.

Without a word the girls got dressed, cleaned themselves up as best they could at the lab sink, and headed off to class.

Continue on to Chapter 4