Juicy Secrets Forbidden Tales of Lesbian Love

Jessica and I went downstairs, then back through the long wide hall toward the family room. I couldn’t get over how big their house was!

As we were walking along, I started wondering if her mother might decide it was about time for us to go to bed. I’d looked at the clock before we left Jess’s room, and noticed that it was already past 10:00. If we were at my house, I was sure my mom would say that. She’s usually pretty strict.

When we got there, though, I forgot all about that because of what we saw. Jessica’s mom, Karen, was lying on her back on the couch, her head on a pillow. She was still naked. The second maid, the one I hadn’t seen yet (I remembered her name was Sophie) was sitting on the couch holding Karen’s feet in her lap, and carefully painting her toenails pink. Sophie was naked too.

Karen glanced up at us when we came into the room, but didn’t say anything. She just smiled. Her eyes were kind of half-closed, like she was sleepy. From where we stood, I could see that she was touching herself, not really masturbating, but just gently rubbing her pussy.

There was a movie playing on the big-screen TV, lesbian porn, of course. It showed three women standing in the middle of a fancy bedroom, kissing and caressing while slowly taking off each other’s clothes.

We’d stopped for a second when we came in, but now Jess took my hand and led me over to a big padded armchair near the couch. We sat down together, squeezing in side by side. From there we could see both the TV screen and what was happening on the couch.

Sophie nodded toward me, smiling politely. She’d finished with the nail polish, replacing the cap and setting the bottle down. Then, as we watched, she slowly raised one of Karen’s feet up to her face, nuzzling and softly kissing the instep.

“Mmmm,” I heard Karen moan.

I could see that Sophie was playing with herself now too. Her legs were spread, fingers tickling down there. It looked to me as if her pussy might be completely shaved, like Karen’s was, but I couldn’t tell for sure.

Sophie was small, really short and slim, and had almost no boobs. Her nipples were dark brown, though, and really stood out from her chest. I loved looking at them. Her hair was dark as well. It was pulled up on her head and pinned in a bun. Her eyes were maybe her best feature, just so beautiful, big and brown with long lashes. She smiled at me again, sort of in a teasing way, as her tongue licked Karen’s foot and her fingers moved more quickly between her own legs.

My heart was beating really, really fast. It was hard to believe I was actually seeing what I was seeing, although I guess I should have expected something like this. But to be there in person with these sexy naked women, watching them touch themselves, maybe getting ready to do even more — I mean, oh my god, it was so exciting!

It made me squirm in the chair, squeezing my own legs together, really tightly. I just couldn’t help it. Jessica giggled. She was holding my hand. Her palm felt sweaty, like mine did.

“Pretty cool, huh?” she whispered.

I just nodded, wordlessly.

Then Sophie lifted Karen’s leg up, gently placing her foot on the back of the couch. She moved the other foot down to the floor so Karen’s legs were spread wide apart. Sophie looked over at us again, catching my eye. She smiled at me, licking her lips and arching her eyebrows. Turning back to Karen, she began kissing her leg, the one that was raised up, kissing the inside of her thigh, and sort of licking too. Gradually she moved in, getting closer to Karen’s crotch.

Sophie was still rubbing herself with one hand, but Karen had stopped. Her hands were on her own breasts, squeezing them and playing with the nipples. Her eyes kept going around, from Sophie, then to me and Jess, then to the TV screen. In the movie, the three women were now on the bed, lying side by side on their backs, nude. They were sometimes kissing, sometimes touching one another, and also masturbating, all at the same time.

I really wanted to watch the movie — ‘cause I love lesbian porn too — but even more than that I wanted to watch what was happening in the room, right in front of me. This was so extreme!

Sophie continued licking and kissing and nuzzling the inside of Karen’s thigh, slowly approaching her pussy, almost there. I could hear Karen moaning in response. Then suddenly I felt movement next to me in the chair. Looking down, I discovered that with her other hand, the one that wasn’t holding mine, Jessica was pressing in on her crotch, rubbing herself through her shorts. It made me wonder if I should do that too, touch myself. I certainly wanted to, but for the time being I didn’t. I wasn’t ready to go that far yet.

On the big TV, two of the women were lying together, one on top of the other, kissing and using their tongues while sort of humping each other. The third woman was sitting next to them on her knees, watching and talking dirty to them and masturbating. That was really hot.

But meanwhile, on the couch, Sophie had pushed Karen’s legs even farther apart. From where I was sitting, I could see it all — Karen’s vagina, I mean. It was wide open, pink and wet. My cheeks burned as I stared at her. I squeezed my legs together and made a little whimpering sound, even though I didn’t mean to. Sophie glanced over at me again, smiling and licking her lips. Then she leaned down and put her mouth on Karen’s pussy, licking her.

I heard a soft moan from Jess, “Mmm…”

She’d taken her hand from mine and now had both hands pressing on her crotch, sliding up and down. When she caught me looking at her, she nodded toward her mother, saying with a giggle, “This won’t take long at all. Watch.”

And she was right, it didn’t. In almost no time, probably less than a minute, Karen started to come. She grabbed Sophie’s head in her hands, pulling the brunette’s mouth hard against her. She grunted and groaned, shaking all over, her face turning red.

It was so unbelievably great. I’d seen girls and women have orgasms before, but that was only on my computer, in porn. This was the first time I’d ever seen one in person (except myself in the mirror, and then my eyes were mostly closed). It was just incredible, seeing it happen right in front of me that way.

Practically as soon as Karen was done, still gasping and catching her breath, she said to Sophie, “Don’t stop! Don’t stop! Make me come again!”

So Jess and I watched as Sophie kept licking Karen, and pretty soon she did come again, a second time, and then a third time. She would sort of build up, moaning louder and louder, and then she’d screech and shake, holding Sophie’s face tightly between her legs, her pussy bucking into her mouth. It was totally awesome.

But maybe even more amazing was what happened after that. I’d seen this online a few times, but I didn’t know if people actually did it in real life. I guess they do.

After Karen finished coming a third time, Sophie got on top of her, straddling one leg. She put her pussy right over Karen’s, tight up against it, and then she started rubbing up and down. It was almost like they were fucking, except this was not a man with a woman, but two women together. So cool!

Sophie fucked her like that, and pretty quick they both started coming. I don’t know who came first, Karen or Sophie, or if they both did at the same time. It all happened so fast, it was hard to tell. They were making lots of noise, yelling a bunch of dirty words and slamming their hot sweaty, bodies together, over and over. It was unbelievably sexy. I know my mouth had to be hanging open as I watched.

Then I felt Jessica grab my hand. She slid out of the chair, saying, “Come on, let’s go to my room.”

“Uhh — okay.”

This caught me by surprise. I was so focused on what I was seeing, watching these two beautiful women fucking, that I’d almost forgot Jess was there, to tell the truth. But I got up dutifully and followed her.

Still holding my hand, Jess stepped over to the couch. “G’night, Mom,” she said. “Lia and I are going to bed now.”

Karen looked up at us, pushing damp strands of hair away from her face. Sophie was still on top of her, their pussies pressed tightly together. Both were kind of trembling and panting.

“All right, baby, good night,” said Karen.

Jessica knelt down and kissed her mother, right on the lips. It was a long kiss. After Jess stood up again, Karen winked at me. “Good night, Lia. Sweet dreams.”

“Um, thanks,” I managed to say. “G’night.”

As we were leaving the room, I looked back to see that Sophie had crawled forward on the couch and was sitting with her pussy right on top of Karen’s face. Part of me wanted to stay and watch them some more — but another part of me wondered if Jess and I might do some of those same things with each other. Could we? Would we? I was kind of hoping we would, but it was also sort of scary, at the same time. I really couldn’t decide what I thought.

I was also wondering, as my friend and I trotted back upstairs, where I was supposed to sleep that night. Nobody had said anything about that. I assumed I would be in Jessica’s bed with her, which was fine. More than fine, in fact. Then I thought, did that mean I was lesbian, ‘cause I was so excited about sleeping in the same bed with her?

I hadn’t made up my mind about myself yet, whether I was lesbian or anything. I mean, I sort of liked boys, but I seemed to like girls even more than boys, a lot more. Whenever I looked at porn or masturbated, it was always girls and women who turned me on the most. But I still wasn’t sure. It was too confusing.

The question of where I would sleep was answered right away. As soon as we went inside Jess’s room, and she closed the door, she said, “Let’s take off our clothes and get in bed, okay?”

“Is that where I’m sleeping?”

“Yeah, of course, silly. Where’d you think?”

“I don’t know,” I shrugged. “But, sure, that’s fine.”

I was trying my best to act casual about stuff, even though my heart was pounding. It was so amazing how much I’d seen already that night, and now I had no idea what might happen with Jess after we got in bed. But I still wanted to look cool, like it was no big deal. I’m not sure why I wanted to pretend that way, but I did.

“I guess we oughta brush our teeth first,” Jessica said. “Did you bring a toothbrush?”

“Uh-huh. It’s in my backpack.”

I dug it out, then we went into her bathroom and brushed our teeth. After that, we peed. She went first, and then while I was sitting on the toilet and peeing, Jess took her clothes off, right in front of me. She pushed down her shorts and panties all at once, stepping out of them, then pulled her t-shirt off over her head. Now all she was wore was a pair of socks.

This was the first time I’d actually seen Jess’s boobs, since we hadn’t been naked around each other before or had a sleepover yet or anything. I knew she had them, of course, ‘cause I could see the shape under her clothes. Not that she had much, just little cones with puffy nipples, but it was a lot more than me.

As I looked at her chest, I started to feel shy about still being so flat, like a boy. I took my time peeing and wiping, trying to put off the moment when I’d have to let her see how pathetically undeveloped I was. Jess also had some pussy hair. Again, not much, just a small amount of dark fur, but way more than me. I still looked like a little kid, completely hairless with a smooth slit.

 

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Yes, yes, thought Nora, as she studied the image on her encrypted laptop and rubbed her soaking wet pussy. That’s what I love to see, a little girl with no boobs yet and no hair, but a girl who clearly wants sex, who’s so ready for it, opening her legs wide, smiling as she exposes herself to the camera. That’s so fucking hot!

Half-sitting in her bed, leaning on an elbow with the laptop beside her and a hand moving fast between her legs, Nora licked her lips. She leaned close to the screen, to an amazing tight shot of the young girl’s bald pussy, spread open. It was pink and sexy, and gleaming with moisture too. The child was obviously very turned on. She wants someone to lick her, a woman to lick her, and not just any woman — her own mom!

That’s right, Nora told herself as she rubbed her clit faster and faster, this little girl wants her mommy to lick her fucking pussy. And with that forbidden thought, she exploded into another delirious orgasm.

 

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I finished wiping and stood up from the toilet, flushing it, then started to pull my undies and my shorts back up.

“Why don’t you just take ‘em off?” asked Jessica.

“Um, well, okay.”

Reluctantly I pushed my shorts and panties down to my feet and stepped out of them. Jess had already seen me before, sort of, when I peed, but now she had a really clear look at my stupid bald pussy.

Jessica smiled, “That’s what my mom likes.”

“What do you mean?”

“She likes girls with no hair. That’s why she and Sophie, and Freja too, get waxed every few weeks, so they don’t have any hair down there. So they’ll look really young.”

I frowned. “She likes that?”

“Uh-huh. I think a lot of women do. I mean, sometimes when I’m with them masturbating, with my mom and her friends or with the maids, some of them’ll get down between my legs and look at me. They like doing that a lot. And they especially seemed to like it when I was younger, a little girl, I mean, before I had any hair.”

“How long have you had hair?”

“Mm, well, a couple years. That’s when it started coming in anyway, just a little bit at first when I was ten. Now there’s more, but still not that much. I keep wondering if my mom will ask me if I want to have it waxed, but she hasn’t said anything about it yet. I guess it’s up me to decide.”

“But — you were masturbating with them when you were younger? I mean, like, ten or even younger?”

“Yeah,” Jess shrugged, “since I was only about six years old. I’d always liked watching them, and then one day I decided I should try it myself. They loved it when I did. It was so amazing. Everyone moved in really close to see. I liked doing it for them, having them watch me and stuff, but I didn’t actually have an orgasm until I was older. The first time was when I was eight.”

“Wow.”

She smiled. “Yeah, that was really cool. I’d made myself come before when I was alone, like in bed at night, or when I was taking a bath, but that first time I came in front of them was so awesome, Lia. Everyone went crazy, grabbing each other and screaming and rubbing their pussies like mad. It seemed to drive ‘em nuts, seeing a little girl have an orgasm.”

I shook my head in wonder, not knowing what to say.

Then she asked, “You gonna take off your shirt?”

“Oh, yeah, sorry. But, I mean, I’m kind of embarrassed, ‘cause I don’t have any boobs yet.”

Jessica shrugged again. “That’s okay, you’ll get ‘em soon enough.”

“I guess you’re right. That’s what my mom keeps telling me.” With that, I took a deep breath, then lifted my shirt up and off, baring my flat chest.

Luckily, Jess didn’t seem to mind how I looked. She grinned and said, “Well, your mom has really nice tits, so you probably will too someday.”

It seemed weird having someone comment on my mother like she was a sexual person. I almost never thought of her that way. I suppose she did have nice boobs, and a pretty good figure since she exercised so much. But I just thought of her as my mom and that was all.

 

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After licking her fingers, cleaning up the goo from her most recent climax, Nora shut down the laptop, powering it off and setting it on a table beside her bed. She turned out the light and lay on her back in the darkness. But she still wasn’t finished for the night. More sex with herself was definitely in order.

She took her breasts in her hands, gently massaging them, teasing the sensitive nipples… mmm, yes, that feels so nice.

Although she’d already enjoyed several wonderful orgasms, Nora wanted at least one more. It was a rare opportunity for her to be alone this way, able to fully indulge herself all evening long without having to worry about Lia overhearing.

Thinking about her daughter made her wonder how things were going at the sleepover that night with her friend, Jessica. Hmm, and Jessica’s mother, Karen, what a desirable woman she was! They’d shaken hands and chatted only briefly, but Nora couldn’t escape the feeling that there had been a definite attraction between them, a spark. Something in the way Karen looked at her… it had been such a long time, maybe too long.

 

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Jess and I were both naked now except for our socks, two twelve-year-old girls standing there in her bathroom looking at each other.

“Come on, let’s get in bed,” she smiled.

“Okay.”

As we left the bathroom, we suddenly heard a shrill scream somewhere downstairs. The sound was faint, of course, being so far away, but it must have been awful loud for us to hear it at all.

Jessica rolled her eyes. “That’s my mom. Another orgasm.”

“Man…” I marveled, shaking my head. “Is that something you hear a lot?”

“Well, I mean, most of the time I’m down there with ‘em. Y’know, watching. But, yeah, sometimes I’ll hear stuff like that after I go to bed at night. I guess I’m used to it,” she shrugged.

“Can I ask, like, a personal question?”

“Sure, you can ask anything.”

“Um, I mean, how many times can your mom come?”

She chuckled, “I don’t know, I never counted. But at least, like, twenty times a day, or maybe more? Thirty times? I don’t know for sure, but I know it’s a bunch.”

“Wow, that’s so amazing. I thought I was bad when I was ten and I first started masturbating and I couldn’t stop. I made myself come four times one day, and I thought there had to be something wrong with me.”

“Really?” Jess giggled.

“Yeah. I actually tried to slow down for a while, but, you know… it just feels so good,” I told her, grinning sheepishly.

“You’re right, it does. So, um, you wanna do that now? Do it together?”

“Okay,” I nodded, my heart beating fast.

We both slipped off our socks, and then my best friend and I climbed into bed with each other.

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