Juicy Secrets Forbidden Tales of Lesbian Love

By Purple Les

It was awful getting up for school after the holiday break. Too early, dark, and cold. I was quiet all day at school. I just wanted the day to end. I wasn’t even horny anymore.

The next day was a little better as I got used to my normal life again. Though I wished I was a grownup and didn’t have to go to school.

I only had two classes with Mary. Mary was in a class with the smart kids, and I was in a class with just us plain kids. The classes we were together in were P.E. and music. That was because music and PE were twice a week, and they combined our grades for those.

We would always eat lunch together, and if no one was at our table we’d talk about sex stuff to each other in a whisper. Most often though we weren’t alone.

I think I was getting on Mary’s nerves too. On the second day back to school, as we got off the school bus with the other kids and started our walk home together, I would ask her questions, what she called my perv questions. I guess they kind of were.

I asked her what she thought about having sex with a grownup woman. At first she wouldn’t even answer me. But each day she gave in a little more to my questions.

She went from saying, “You are too weird, perv,” to saying, “I guess it would be real cool with a teenager, like you did with your cousin Sammie.” Till finally by Friday saying, “Well, maybe I would, with a nice sexy grownup like your Mom.”

When we would get to my house and we said goodbye, it was too cold out to kiss so we would rub our noses together like Eskimos. One of the things I told her was how lucky she was to have a sister to have sex with whenever they wanted.

I said to her I almost wished I could have sex with my mom, to see what her reaction would be. I was surprised when she said that might be sort of cool. I asked her if she’d ever thought of having sex with her mom. She surprised me again when she said it may have crossed her mind.

Speaking of having sex with my mom, we really hadn’t done much since that day with her and Aunt Billie. I thought we would be all over each other every morning and night. Except for a little kissing and feeling up we hadn’t done anything sexy all week. I hadn’t even masturbated at all. Everything was just pretty much as usual.

Friday night after dinner and cleaning up the kitchen we were on the couch.

“Are we gonna watch a movie, Mom?”

We usually did on a Friday. We called it our wild night. We would watch a movie. Mom would have some wine. I would have some Ben and Jerry’s, then we’d fall asleep on the couch while watching the movie.

Mom started to twirl my hair with her finger. She sounded nervous and excited.

“Well, we could if you’d like. Or if you felt like it, um. We don’t have to, but if you really wanted, um. We could, I was thinking, Katy, um. If you felt like it, we could get in my bed and try out the laptop, um. You know, go to Juicy Secrets and catch up on stories and um, kind of play around or something. You know, if you’d think you’d like that. What do you think?”

Right off I felt a tingle down there and my face felt hot. “Um, yeah I like that idea, Mom.”

Mom bent down some and we kissed. We kissed for a while, and sort of felt each other up a little bit too. Then we went to her bedroom.

“Uh, you get comfortable, angel, and turn on the laptop while I go freshen up a little.”

Then Mom went to the bathroom. I pulled the covers on the bed back and turned on the laptop. I lay on the bed and then I had an idea. I took off all my clothes and got in bed bare naked and pulled the covers up over me.

When Mom came back in she pulled the covers back to get in to bed with me.

I loved the look on her face when she saw me.

“Oh! Well, angel, that’s a good idea.”

Then I watched Mom strip naked. That was getting me pretty gooey down there just seeing her get naked too.

Then we were under the covers together. We started rubbing off as soon as we started reading new chapters to stuff. Pretty soon we were playing with each other as we read.

We took turns reading aloud to each other too. We ended up just putting the laptop down.

We made love. The covers got pushed off so we could look at each other. We told each other all sorts of dirty things while we played around.

After we had both had really good cums, we lay under the covers. We read some more.

We ended up talking about sex. Mom told me all about how she had sex with Mrs Tran and her five-year-old daughter Lucy. What they did and how good it was. It sounded really cool.

I told Mom everything I had done with Sammie, Mary, and Lucy.

Mom told me about her having sex with my cousins, sixteen-year-old Sammie, and seven-year-old Penny. She told me about how her and Aunt Billie started having sex with my cousins. All the hot stuff, and pretty soon we were making each other come again. I stayed in bed with Mom all night. We slept.

We woke up during the night and had more sex, just kind of dreamy, dirty, lazy sex.

The next morning it was so cool to wake up together naked. We masturbated each other while we kissed. Then after breakfast Mom showered and went to the farmers’ market in town. I got dressed and started my chores.

I have to tell you some about the farmers’ market. It was a big deal. People came from all the other bigger towns near us for the market every Saturday. All the farmers and crafts people made most of their money every week from the market.

When I was little, Mom took me every week with her. One Saturday I got lost. I was crying and this woman saw me and said, “Why, aren’t you Carol Watson’s little girl?”

I told her that yes I was and my mom had gotten lost.

“Well, don’t cry. It will all be just fine.”

She took my hand and walked me over to the sheriff’s office. I found out that’s where all lost kids got taken to.

Well, there were a bunch of other kids there. Some my age at the time, 4 or 5 years old and some older, like my age now, nine.

Well, there was a TV on showing all these old black and white westerns. All the kids had a Dixie cup of ice cream and a wooden spoon and they were either eating some or holding on to the empty cup, and watching TV.

Sheriff Johnson kept a tally of each kid’s name. Anyone who was left after the market was over he would call their parents. Most always the kids got picked up after their parents were done shopping.

I had such a good time there I was sorry my mom was done shopping so soon. The sheriff had given me ice cream, and I loved Gun Smoke, which was almost over when Mom got there for me. I liked Miss Kitty, and Marshall Dillion’s horse.

“Aw, Mom, please it’s almost over.”

I hated to leave.

I really liked Sheriff Johnson also. He was tall with a big belly, and thick white hair. He sort of wore a uniform of sorts most days. Most other days he wore his farm clothes. He always wore his sheriff hat, badge, and the best part, a big old pistol just like the cowboys on TV. I liked the smell of his pipe tobacco. I hardly ever saw him smoke his pipe though. It was just always in his pocket. There was always a mom or two there also, because Sheriff Johnson would have to go patrol the market off and on.

The next Saturday I made sure I got lost right away. Even today when I go to the market with Mom, I just head over to the sheriff’s office after a while to watch TV.

While Mom was at the market I took down the Christmas stuff. I got the boxes out of the basement. I took off the tree ornaments, and put away the manger scene, and boxed them all up. I took them to the basement and put them away. Then I came back up and took all the lights down and put them away in the basement.

I took the tree out of its stand and dragged it through the front door and out our little enclosed front porch and left the poor tree in the front yard.

I vacuumed up all the needles and then vacuumed the rest of the house. Then I swept and washed floors and cleaned the bathroom.

I took out a pot in the kitchen and poured a little vegetable oil in it. I added popcorn seeds. I stood on the kitchen stool to turn on the stove and made enough popcorn to fill a big paper bag.

I turned the stove off and went to the basement and brought down the tree stand, and brought up a bushel basket full of pine cones I’d gathered in the fall. I spread newspaper all over the floor and dumped out the pine cones.

I filled the pine cones full of peanut butter and stuck popcorn to them. I put them back in the basket as I went. I put the basket by the back door. I picked up the newspapers and put them by the wood stove.

Then I put on my coat and boots. I went out to the front yard and dragged our little Christmas tree to the back yard and stood it up in a snow drift.

I stuck all the pine cones I’d filled with peanut butter and popcorn in the tree branches. I grabbed a few handfuls of bird seed from the back room and threw it near the tree.

I took another handful of seeds. I just stood out back with my arm out, palm up, holding up my handful of birdseed.

My chickadee friend started to sing before I could see her. Then she was on my hand eating the seeds. When she finished she looked at me like, “That’s it?” and flew off.

It’s funny to me how a bird so small can seem so big and powerful when it’s on your hand. Like you could feel its life.

I went in the house and took a shower. I held the shower hose against my pussy and it felt good but I didn’t make myself come. I dried off and went upstairs and put on clean clothes and underwear.

I came back down and looked out the back room window. The tree and yard was full of birds now. There was a rabbit under the tree eating popcorn the birds knocked down.

I watched for a long time and then went and lay down on the couch. I heard a car door, and Mom came in the kitchen with food from the market. She saw me on the couch.

“Really, Katy? It must be nice to just lay around all morning. Get your boots on and help me bring in the groceries.”

I did and then watched Mom put them away to see what we would be eating that week. Looked like we would be having a lot of soup and salad.

At the very end she pulled out some pastries she’d got. She saw my eyes light up.

“I figured we could have a little now, and save the rest to have with Aunt Billie tonight, what do you think, angel?”

I agreed it was a most brilliant idea.

We sat at the kitchen table eating. After we ate Mom went in the living room.

“Aw, Katy, you did a nice job. The house looks great. Thank you. I didn’t see the tree out front. Where is it?”

I took her to the back room. She sat in the rocker and I sat on her lap, with my legs hanging over hers. Mom had her arms around me, and I felt warm and safe. Now besides the assortment of birds, and the rabbit, there were some squirrels, and a deer.

Mom kissed my cheek and we watched the animals for a long time. A raven came and Mom got up.

“I’m going to start dinner now. How’s stew sound?”

She didn’t wait for an answer and headed to the kitchen biting her knuckle on her first finger. I followed her out to the kitchen.

She had me wash my hands up to my wrists with soap and hot water. She sat me at the kitchen table with a peeler and had me peel vegetables.

“I really like having sex with you, Mom. Do you think we’ll have sex with Aunt Billie again?”

“Oh, I’m sure we will. If you want to, that is. Do you, Katy? Did you like it with the three of us last week?”

“Sure did. I think three can be better than two sometimes, Mom.”

Mom just smiled at me.

Mom had the stew going and we just sat around. The doorbell rang and Aunt Billie was hours early. Her and Mom got right to a glass of wine, and the scratch-off tickets.

I sat on Aunt Billie’s lap and she pressed her hand hard against my pussy as she scratched her tickets.

She didn’t win anything and I said to her, “Oh well, lucky at love anyway.”

Then I pressed her hand harder against the crotch of my blue jeans. I lifted my head up and we kissed.

Her tongue was slick against mine. Real hot and wet.

I turned more and grabbed a boob. She put a hand under my shirts and was rubbing my bare back.

Mom made a little moan sound. We watched her finish her wine and turn the stew off. She sat back down at the table across from us.

Mom said, “Katy, stand up and kiss your Aunt. I want to see her feel up your ass while you two kiss.”

We did just that. With Aunt Billie sitting and me standing we were close to the same height.

I played with her boobs over her shirts, and she went from squeezing my butt cheeks over my jeans to sneaking a hand down the back of my jeans and panties.

We saw a movement and looked over in time to see Mom stand and pull down her jeans, she didn’t have any panties on.

Mom moved her chair closer to us, sat back down, and was playing with her pussy, while we watched her. Mom looked like she wanted to speak but wasn’t sure.

Then she said, “Come over here, angel, while we watch your Aunt Billie get naked for us.”

I stood between Mom’s legs while I faced Aunt Billie, my back to Mom.

Mom kissed my neck and ears and ran her hands all over me. I watched Aunt Billie undress.

When she was naked she started to masturbate right in front of Mom and me.

“That’s beautiful, Billie.” Mom said. “Now I want to watch you undress my hot little nine-year-old daughter in front of me while I diddle myself.”

Aunt Billie pulled my shirts up over my head, and off.

“I love looking at your chest, Katy.” Aunt Billie said.

I couldn’t think why she would like my flat chest and tiny tits. I guess like Mom she thought young girls were pretty.

She started kissing my little hard tits and I liked the way it felt. She squatted down in front of me and undid my jeans. My Aunt pulled my jeans down and I used my hands to balance on her shoulders while she helped me step out of them.

“Carol, I want to keep her socks on, okay?”

We looked over at Mom who had her fingers in her pussy and she just nodded yes.

Aunt Billie had me stand on the kitchen chair which made me a head or so taller than her. I was wearing a pair of the nice satin-like panties with ruffles that Aunt Billie had got me for Christmas. The neon blue ones this time.

“Now, Carol, I’m going to take down these panties to see my niece’s pretty, smooth, hairless, little pussy.” Aunt Billie said to my mom. Aunt Billie sounded out of breath.

Mom’s answer was to grab a dishtowel, put it on the floor and kneel over it, while she moved her fingers faster on her pussy. She was looking up at me, her eyes half open.

Aunt Billie turned me on the chair and pulled down the back of my panties, now they could see my bare ass. Aunt Billie kissed my butt cheeks and then spread my cheeks apart.

“Look at your daughter’s nice tight little pink asshole, Carol. I bet you love having your tongue in there, don’t you?”

I turned my head around as far as I could and saw Mom nodding yes.

Then Aunt Billie said to me, “Yeah, you like your Mom licking you there, don’t you? She ever put anything besides her tongue in there, Katy?”

“Yes, Aunt Billie. She stuck her finger in there.”

“Did you like that?”

“It was so weird, but, yeah, I liked it.”

Aunt Billie still had my ass cheeks spread wide open. I could feel the cool air on my butt hole. Then she said, “Katy, did Sammie ever lick you there?”

“She never got a chance to lick me anywhere, but I know for sure she would have if they hadn’t had to leave so soon.”

“Did you get to lick her?”

“Yes, but just her pussy.”

“You know, you, your Mom, and Sammie like butt licking.”

Then Aunt Billie touched my butt hole with the tip of her tongue. It sent a shiver up my back, made my pussy tingle. Then Aunt Billie turned me so I was facing her and Mom again.

“Now let’s get these pretty panties off you, so we can see that sweet little girl pussy of yours, Katy.”

True to her word Aunt Billie pulled my panties down the rest of the way. She kissed my little pussy, and then ran the tip of her tongue up and down it.

We looked over at Mom and she was squirting all over the dishtowel.

Aunt Billie helped me off the chair and I bent over and kissed her pussy. Then she hugged me, her boobs were right in my face so I started to suck her tits.

Mom said, “Oh, fuck, yeah!” and started to have a big messy squirt come. Now I knew why she’d put the towel on the floor. Mom just sat there panting. She finally got up and went to the bathroom.

When Mom came back out to the kitchen, me and Aunt Billie went to the bathroom. She sat on the toilet and peed, and I watched.

Then I peed while Aunt Billie washed up. I flushed the toilet and washed up. The we looked at each other naked and kissed. It was hot just looking at each other.

We went to the kitchen and put our clothes on because Mom was dressed. We didn’t put on our underwear though. Aunt Billie threw our underwear into Mom’s bedroom and then we sat down to eat.

Mom had made dumplings too. I mopped up the gravy in my bowl with some good bread from the market and sat back in my chair.

Aunt Billie had seconds. I thought about it but wanted to save room for desert later.

After we sat around the table for a little while.

Aunt Billie said, “I brought along another DVD, Katy. One I think you’ll really enjoy. Shall we go to the living room and watch it?”

“Yeah, for sure.”

I moved fast to the living room and turned on the TV and DVD player. I sat on the couch and Mom came in with two glasses of wine.

Aunt Billie brought a DVD out of her bag and put it in the player.

Well I always enjoy home DVDs but I had hoped it would be something with naked girls and women again. Instead we were watching Sammie’s 14th birthday party.

I remembered it well. It was just a couple years ago. I was 7, or maybe 6, I get confused sometimes because my birthday is so close to the end of the year. Penny was maybe 5 or 4 years old I guess. Sammie, Penny, and me looked younger. Sammie had boobs but very small.

The grownups all looked the same to me, but Mom and Aunt Billie teased each other about their hair, and clothes, and stuff. There we all were on the TV being silly, and then we were singing happy birthday, and Sammie was blowing out her candles on the cake. Then she was opening presents.

You could tell it was summertime even though we were all inside Aunt Billie’s house. That’s because Sammie’s birthday is in August. Also because I had on my cutoff denim shorts and my ‘Twins’ t-shirt. Penny was in shorts and a shirt. Sammie had on a sundress.

I knew it had to be a hot day because even Uncle Peter had shorts on, and he hardly ever wears shorts. Everyone looked nice, but I didn’t like looking at myself. Not with my long dark brown hair which was all frizzy cause of the humid weather. I didn’t like my long skinny legs and big butt either. I saw myself on the DVD looking a lot at Sammie. I guess Mom must have known I had a crush on her.

Watching from on the couch we all had comments and silly things to say about everything. I was between Mom and Aunt Billie.

“You remember this, Katy?” Mom asked.

“I sure do. After she opened presents you guys were all going to sit around inside on a nice summer day. Uncle Peter asked me if I wanted to go hit golf balls with him at the driving range. That was way more fun. I had a great afternoon with him. We had french fries with gravy and saw a movie too.”

“I’m glad you had fun, Katy,” said Aunt Billie, “but here’s what we really did.”

Now it was just Aunt Billie, Aunt Sue, Penny, and Sammie on the screen. Mom was working the camera.

Aunt Sue said, “Okay, everyone, get into your birthday suits!”

Then I sat there watching as they all stripped bare naked. Mom had worked the camera to show everyone stripping and she had closeups of faces and pussies, especially Sammie’s and Penny’s. It looked like the grownups traded camera work, cause sometimes it was one or the other of them on screen doing stuff.

I looked at Mom and Aunt Billie, they smiled at me.

“Liking the movie, Katy?” Aunt Billie asked.

“Golly wow! I sure am. I wished I had stayed there now.”

Mom and Aunt Billie laughed.

“Hindsight is always perfect, angel,” said Mom.

There was a lot of kissing and hugging and dirty talk in the movie, then the next thing Sammie was on her back. Penny was sitting on her big sister Sammie’s face. Aunt Billie was squatting down so Penny could lick Aunt Billie’s pussy. Aunt Sue was on the floor licking her daughter Sammie’s pussy.

Then it changed again. Now Sammie was on her hands and knees, and so was Mom, who licked Sammie’s asshole. Aunt Sue was on her back while her daughter Sammie licked my Aunt Sue’s pussy, and Penny was on her back on a bunch of pillows licking my mom’s pussy.

Next Penny and Sammie were doing all these poses for the grownups, really showing off their private parts, and feeling each other up a lot.That part ended with Penny licking her big sister’s pussy.

Then later Aunt Billie, and Aunt Sue were on the couch. Sammie and Penny were going back and forth eating out their Mom and Aunt. The screen was dark for a moment and then there was whispering on the screen.

It was kind of dark but I could see what looked like my bedroom. Then we saw me in my bed asleep. We heard my mom’s voice on the screen whisper, “Go ahead, Sammie, she sleeps like a log.”

The camera moved back a little. There was Sammie bare naked. She pulled my sheet back. I had on a nightgown. I was on my tummy. Sammie moved the gown so you could see my bare ass.

Then she masturbated looking at my butt. The camera made a movement and then my mom was in the picture also. She was naked and on her knees licking Sammie’s pussy. Then the movie was over. I had my hands on my crotch.

“Did you enjoy that, Katy?” Aunt Billie asked.

“Yeah, I loved it. Mom, you didn’t have any pussy hair back then! Aunt Sue didn’t either. I can’t believe you guys were in my bedroom having sex while I slept. Did you do that a lot?”

I asked a million questions. Every answer brought another question from me.

Mom kissed me, then Aunt Billie kissed me. I felt like I was melting inside. I would start feeling so horny from one of them kissing me, and then the other would kiss me. It made me feel all dreamy. Then I felt my clothes being pulled off and then I was naked.

Mom and Aunt Billie stood up and were kissing and undressing each other. When they were naked too, they took my hands and led me to Mom’s bedroom. They took turns kissing me while the other would lick my pussy. It was Mom licking my pussy and Aunt Billie kissing me when I had a real nice come.

I kind of played with myself while I watched them do a sixty-nine.

I got sleepy and just curled up in the bed covers. I heard them just chatting and stuff.

Aunt Billie said, “Are you asleep, Katy?”

I just mumbled something and buried my head deeper in the pillow. I was asleep, but not quite asleep.

“Are you going to tell her, Carol? I think you should.”

“What’s the point, Billie? I mean I see it the way everyone does, but I don’t want to tell her. I really don’t think it’s right to.”

“Okay, Carol. She’s your daughter. You’ve brought her up better than anyone thought you could. What about the other thing?”

“I don’t think it’s any use. But I’ll do it. Just for you, Billie, to make you happy. And to shut you up. If it doesn’t make any difference, I hope you’re right and it does, but if it doesn’t, I won’t keep it up. Agreed?”

“Agreed.”

When I woke up in the morning, Mom and Aunt Billie had already been up for awhile. I sat between them on the couch while they had coffee. We all just had robes and slippers on.

“Mom, can we make a naked DVD with you and me? Aunt Billie could record it. Can we please?”

Aunt Billie smiled at me.

Mom said, “It’s not just that simple a question, angel. There a lot of very grownup things to think about if we do that.”

She looked at my disappointed face and said, “I promise I will think about it. But it’s not going to happen today.”

The rest of the morning was just lazy. After brunch I begged to watch the DVD again of Sammie’s birthday. Aunt Billie watched it with me while Mom did things in the kitchen and then went and showered.

We opened our robes and started to masturbate. Watching the DVD was making me so wet. While I watched it Aunt Billie got on her knees in front of me and licked my pussy till I had a come. Then I watched her rub off and have a come too.

Then Mom was back and told me to go shower. Aunt Billie wanted to shower with me. We played around in the shower and we both had another come.

Then we were just normal again. A mom, her daughter, and an aunt, just sitting around the living room. Aunt Billie left in the early afternoon. Me and Mom watched some TV and then read. We had dinner and read some more. We didn’t read anything dirty, just normal stuff.

Mom tucked me in later. I played with the puzzle box a little bit. Every time I did, I got closer to getting it open. I thought the week ahead would be pretty much the same as the week before, but I was very wrong. Something really wonderful happened.

Continue on to Chapter 11

By Misty Meadow

Looking back over my life, some days are more memorable than others: my first kiss, for example, or the day I nearly drowned in the surf on holiday in Scarborough, or the time I got falling-down-drunk on a stolen bottle of wine and threw up into the cat’s litter box, or the evening that my partner asked me to marry her.

But the day that remains most vivid in my mind was the first day of my last year at primary school. I was almost eleven and in retrospect, naive, innocent and vulnerable. No, this wasn’t the day of my first kiss, that had happened months previously when Jenny Archer, the most popular girl in my form, cornered me in the school bathroom, took me in her arms and kissed me hard, her tongue probing between my lips.

I fell instantly in love, but my crush was short lived when I discovered that she’d kissed at least a dozen other kids in my form and never started a relationship with any of them. She was, in short, a slut, though later in life I came to like sluts, if that’s what is meant by a girl who likes a lot of sex. In that case, I’m something of a slut myself. But I digress.

*****

I was walking home, my backpack slung over one shoulder. It was one of those unique English summer days when it’s unusually hot, when the air is still and the smells of the countryside, flowers, farmyards and fresh cut hay overwhelm the senses. I walked through the village and turned into the lane between the pub and the church. The houses petered out and then the trees arched overhead to form a kind of green tunnel. The temperature dropped to a pleasant thirty or so degrees.

I came to the public footpath that wound through Blackthorn Wood and connected with my own lane on the other side of the trees. I climbed over the stile and started along the path. One might be forgiven for thinking at an eleven-year-old girl should never walk alone on a seldom used path through a wood, but for as long as anyone in the village could remember, no little girl or boy had ever been endangered in any way so it was deemed safe.

I’d walked a few yards into the wood, listening to the unbelievably loud calls of a song thrush, resounding over the hum of insects, when I heard my name called.

“Misty!” I looked around. “Misty! Over here!”

I stepped off the path into the undergrowth and pushed between the dense bushes in the direction of the voice and soon through the trees I could just discern a splash of pale blue, the colour of our school’s summer uniform dress. I pressed on until I came to a small clearing with a large tree dead in the centre. This was no ordinary tree. Whatever species it was, its branches sprang out from quite close to its base, lots of them, at all angles, making it eminently climbable.

Standing on separate branches three or four feet above the ground and holding on to the trunk were Kit and Sky, two girls who were a year above me and now in the senior school.

I grinned at them. They’d been the “bad girls” of the junior school — always in trouble, ever defiant, independent, contemptuous of authority and enormous fun to be around.

“What’s up?” I asked, stepping up close and dropping my backpack near to where theirs lay at the foot of the tree. To my astonishment, I noticed two pairs of white knickers had been carelessly tossed on the ground next to their backpacks. I looked up at the girls. As always, they had mischievous grins on their faces.

“We wanna show you something, Misty,” said Kit.

“Yeah,” said Sky.

“Let me guess,” I said. “You’re not wearing knickers.”

“Exactly,” said Kit. “It’s been so hot today that just before last period, we went into the bathroom and took ’em off. We sat all through history class, hoping that Miss Baker would see, but she never even looked our way, so we pretty much wasted our time.”

Miss Baker is a very good looking teacher in her twenties who is probably on the receiving end of more crushes than she can count. The rumour is that she’s a lesbian, but there’s no actual evidence.

“Actually, our time’s not totally wasted,” said Sky. “‘cos you’re here, Misty. You’re pretty, though maybe not as gorgeous as Miss Baker, so we’re gonna let you look up our dresses.”

“Yeah,” said Kit, “and let you see our cunts.”

I was a bit shocked by her use of the forbidden word, but then these two little she-devils did all sorts of forbidden stuff. I’d always called my vagina my “muffin,” but then and there I made a quick resolution to use the “C” word from now on.

“Wanna see?” asked Sky.

Although I was working hard to appear nonchalant, my insides were churning with excitement. I was about to get involved with something totally wicked with these girl rebels. The only cunt I’d ever seen, apart from my own, was my mother’s — hidden under a mat of crinkly hair, barely visible as she stepped out of the shower back when I was little.

I frequently inspected my own muffin in front of the mirror in my bedroom, spreading it wide with my fingertips and admiring the pinkness inside. And in bed, in the secret cave of my blankets, I’d touch it, pushing a finger inside, then sniffing and tasting it (like all girls of that age do, I later discovered). I’d found that sensitive spot, up at the top, that likes to be touched. Yes, I’d started masturbating, though I’d yet to have an orgasm.

I shrugged. “Why not?” My pulse was racing.

“Me first,” said Kit, lifting the hem of her dress up under her chin with one hand while she held on to the tree trunk with the other.

My heart skipped a beat when I looked at her treasure, so willingly revealed especially for me. If I’d just sneaked a quick look up her dress, it wouldn’t have been the same as this deliberate display. Her cunt was like mine, just a vertical slit with no trace of pubic hair. I stepped in for a close up look.

“It’s pretty,” I said, smiling up a her.

“It’s fuckin’ gorgeous!” said Sky from the other side of the tree. “I love her cunt, and she loves mine.”

“Go on, Sky, now you show her. Let darling little Misty see your cunt, too!”

She’d called me “darling.” Wow! I stepped to the other side of the tree.

“Ta-dahh!” Sky sang, raising her own dress. Her cunt was different, more developed than Kit’s, with a little arch at the top barely concealing that tiny bump that I now know is the centre of all pleasure. She had a few wisps of blond pubic hair. “Look at this puppy. Isn’t it cute?”

“Beautiful!” I murmured. “It’s so different from mine.”

“That’s ‘cos I’m a little older,” Sky said. “I’m gonna get my first period any day now. Look at my tits.” She tugged her dress up higher, just enough for me to see her budding breasts — barely perceptible swellings, though her nipples were a lot bigger than mine. “Kit’s got no tits yet, but I still think she’s sexy.”

Both girls stood there, dresses hoisted, allowing me to stare at them for as long as I liked. I glanced back at Kit, who was now crouched down in a squat, still holding on to the tree trunk. I stepped over and stood close, my face just a foot or so from her cunt.

“Go ahead, kiss it!” she commanded. I heard Sky chuckle.

“No way!” I protested, faking disgust. “That’s gross!”

“Oh, Misty, you have so much to learn,” Sky said, shaking her head. “Kissing cunts is the best fun ever.”

“But it must taste awful. That’s where you pee from!” I was familiar with the taste of pee — having, at one time, put my finger in my stream and then sucked it.

“Speaking of which,” said Sky. “Watch this!” Still hoisting her dress up she thrust her hips forward and let a stream of pee arc out and fall to the ground. When she finished, she dropped her dress, then used the hem to wipe herself. “Gotta get myself nice and clean so it tastes good when you kiss it, Misty.”

“I’m not gonna…” Before I could finish my protest, Kit followed Sky’s lead, sending her own jet of pee out so that I had to quickly step aside to avoid getting drenched.

“Sorry, Misty, I shoulda warned you.” Like her friend, she used her dress to wipe herself. Perhaps I ought to have been offended, but it seemed more like a shared intimacy than anything aggressive.

“Like I was saying,” I continued, maintaining my veneer of respectability, “I’m not gonna be kissing any cunts today.”

“That’s because you have no idea how much pleasure you can give to a girl when you kiss her cunt,” Sky retorted. “I bet you never had yours kissed.”

“That’s right,” I firmly replied.

“Oh, we gotta fix that!” said Kit.

“Where?” asked Sky. “Not my place. Mum’s home.”

“And not mine. It’s too far… and anyhow, I can’t wait to kiss Misty’s cunt. I wanna do it right now!”

Oh, my God! Both these wicked girls wanted me to take part in their naughty shenanigans, their forbidden games, their lewd activities. In truth, I felt enormously flattered. Being allowed to look at their cunts was exciting enough, but now that I thought about it, I felt that a faint taste of pee was a small price to pay for the intimacies that were now being proposed.

“Take your knickers off,” said Kit.

“No!” Sky interrupted, jumping to the ground. “I’m gonna take them off her. Lift your dress, Misty.”

My heart was pounding as I raised my dress up. Sky knelt in front of me and slowly tugged my white cotton knickers down my thighs, staring intently as my cunt came into view. “Oh!” she breathed, “it’s adorable!”

Stepping out of my knickers, I spread my feet far apart, allowing her to see everything.

Kit jumped down from her perch and knelt beside her, gazing at my treasure.

“Very kissable,” she commented, then looked up into my face. “Are you okay with this, Misty? Are you gonna let us kiss your cunt?”

I was touched by her concern. It was good to know that they weren’t going to pressure me into doing something I was reluctant to do. In any case, I was more than willing, I was eager.

“Lay down,” said Sky, tossing my knickers to join theirs. “On your back, with your legs spread.”

I looked at the ground. It was covered in leaf litter, bits of twig and who knew what else. I was gonna get my dress dirty and my bum scratched, and Mum would be furious.

They saw the look on my face. “Better idea,” said Kit. “Get up in the tree, like we were. We can lick you from down here.”

She helped me climb onto the lowest branch, pushing my bare bum with the palms of her hands. I stood there, balanced precariously, holding the trunk with one hand. I felt that I’d be more secure holding on with both hands, so I used my free hand to unbutton my dress all the way from bottom to top and let it fall open. Now, not having to hold it up, I could get a firm grip on the tree.

The caress of the fresh air on my body was nothing compared to the feeling of their gaze as they stared at my nakedness. I felt a warm glow spreading from my loins and all through my body.

I smiled down at them. “Do you think I’m pretty?” I asked.

“Utterly fuckin’ stunning!” said Sky.

“Absolutely totally sexy!” said Kit.

“Who goes first, then?” I asked.

“Me!” they chorused, shoving each other. “Me! Me!”

I had to giggle. “Calm down, girls, you’ll both get a chance. Alphabetical order.”

“Yippee!” Kit called, stepping up close to me. She took my dress and spread it wide open, studying my bare body, excitement written on her face. I moved my feet as far apart as I comfortably could.

“Oh, Misty!” she breathed. “Every time I saw you at school, showing off your knickers by hanging upside down from the monkey bars or doing cartwheels, I wanted this. I’ve had a secret thing about you… and now, you’re all ours. Just relax, and let it happen.”

She leaned close, cupped my bum with both hands and pressed her lips to my cunt in a lingering kiss. Then I felt her tongue press into me — not as far as my finger could go, but thrilling nevertheless. It pushed in and out, then withdrew to lick up and down the length of my slit, finally finishing up at the top where all the good feelings are. Her hair prevented me from seeing exactly what her tongue was doing, but I’d never felt anything like it before. Chills ran all through my body, and not just from the afternoon breeze.

“She likes it, she likes it!” Sky called. “I can see it on her face. Oh, she fuckin’ loves it! My turn now, Kit. Move over.”

Sky’s tongue seemed longer than Kit’s as she probed and licked me, driving me to new heights of delight. Her big eyes looked up at me adoringly.

“What do I taste like?” I asked — though I had a pretty good idea, because I’d sometimes taste my finger after pleasuring myself in bed at night.

“Delicious!” she answered. “Nothing like pee, just pure cunt.” She went back to licking me.

“Sky likes the taste of pee,” Kit said. “Give her a squirt, Misty.”

“No way!” I said, pretending to be horrified, but the idea was strangely thrilling.

“Another time,” Sky said, coming up for air, “in the bathroom at home, maybe.”

“Fuckin’ dirty slut,” Kit murmured. I knew she was referring to Sky. That was when I decided that “slut,” was a compliment I wanted to earn.

“How does it feel, Misty?” Kit asked. “Is she driving you crazy, like she does me?”

I had no words for how I felt, so I just moaned and thrust my hips forward. Sky’s tongue worked even harder. “It’s… awesome!” I finally managed to croak.

Sky surfaced. “Now that you know how much pleasure you can give a girl, how do you feel about licking us?” She stepped back and I jumped down.

“Get up in the tree!” I demanded. “I’m gonna kiss your cunts and lick you until — until you both fall in love with me!”

“Won’t take much licking for me,” murmured Kit. “I’m gonna take my dress all the way off, so I don’t have to hold it up.”

I glanced about a bit nervously, but we were too far from the path for anyone to see us. Kit unbuttoned her dress and shrugged it from her shoulders, then bunched it up and tossed it over to where the knickers lay.

Tall for her age, she was slender to a fault. I could almost count her ribs, and the nipples on her flat chest were no bigger than mine. Compared to Sky, she was a late developer, physically at least. I couldn’t take my eyes off her.

“You’re beautiful,” I murmured.

“She’s fuckin’ sexy!” said Sky. “Kit loves being naked and never misses a chance to take her clothes off, ‘specially if she can show it to a cute girl. I’m the same, come to think of it.”

She started unbuttoning her dress from bottom to top, then spread it wide, standing in front of me with her feet parted. Now I had a perfectly clear view of her tits, capped by visibly swollen nipples. I ached to take them in my mouth.

“You’re sexy, too, Sky,” I said. “Both of you are gorgeous!”

Feeling especially bold, I let my own dress slip from my shoulders and to the ground. There I was, deep in a secluded wood with two precocious, wicked girls, all of us naked except for our white ankle socks and sneakers. By then, the very remote possibility that someone might stumble upon us actually added to the thrill.

They climbed back up the tree, resumed their former positions and stood silently, waiting for me.

Which of them should I kiss first? Sky’s cunt, being more developed, was more interesting to me… but though Kit’s was pretty much just like mine, I decided that as she’d dropped a hint about falling in love with me, she should be the first beneficiary of my kiss.

I drew close, but the branch she stood on was higher than the one I’d used and her cunt was too high for me to reach. Holding on to the trunk, she bent her legs until she was in a squat, knees splayed as wide as they’d go. Her face was alight with excitement.

I leaned in and tenderly kissed her cunt, then gazed up at her. “I think you love me,” she said.

I nodded. At that moment, I was in love with both of them.

“Give her a good licking, Misty,” Sky called from her branch. “See if you can make her come.”

Extending my tongue, I did my best to copy what these two naughty girls had done to my cunt — probing, licking, running my tongue up and down Kit’s juicy sex. The taste was unusual, but really nice. I quickly realized that I loved it.

Placing one hand on the back of my head, Kit pressed me into her. “Oh, fuck, this is fuckin’ marvelous!” she gasped.

From the corner of my eye I could see Sky leaning out, peering around the tree trunk to get a better view of what I was doing. “You gonna come, Kit?” she asked.

“I don’t think so,” she said. “She’s really good at this, but if I come I’m gonna fall out of this tree and hurt myself.”

I promptly came up for air, peering up at her flushed face. “Oh, look at you, Misty,” she gushed. “Your big beautiful eyes are all lovey-dovey, and your mouth is wet from my cunt.”

“My turn! My turn!” Sky called.

I stepped across to her side of the tree. Sky’s branch was lower and her cunt was level with my face. Then, just as I leaned in, she lifted one leg up to her chest and propped her foot on my shoulder. “That’s better. Now I don’t have to hold on.”

With both hands, she drew my head in between her thighs. My lips met hers in a lingering kiss, then I began to explore her with my tongue.

Her cunt was somewhat larger than Kit’s, with her lips more developed and her clit quite accessible. I put my lips round it and sucked. I heard her gasp. I did it again, harder this time, then began to suck it in and out rhythmically.

“Oh, fuck me, Misty, where’d you learn to do that?” she groaned. “You’re driving me crazy!”

“Make her come, kiddo!” Kit called.

Sky’s whole body was trembling with excitement. My hands were resting on her bum cheeks with one of my middle fingers touching her brown rosebud. Looking up at her, I could see that her face was contorted with ecstasy.

Suddenly seizing hold of the tree trunk with both hands, Sky let out a loud cry. Her foot slipped from my shoulder and I held her tightly, still licking. Her knees buckled as she gripped the trunk firmly, panting like a dog. Then she gasped, “S-stop, Misty! That’s enough…”

Kit was giddy with delight. “She came! She came! You made her come, Misty, you foxy little slut. Wow! I’ve never seen it happen quite that fast. Now, how about finishing me off?”

Kit sat on her branch and turned to rest her back against the trunk, one heel up by her bum for support. I positioned myself between her thighs and started to lick her again. My tongue was searching for her clit, but I couldn’t find it. Nevertheless, she groaned and twitched and gave every sign of sexual arousal as I worked to bring her to a climax.

Very soon, Kit let out a cry. “Yes! Yes! D-don’t stop!” I didn’t, either — not until she squeezed my shoulder and said, “I came, Misty! You made me come, too.”

Stepping back, I saw that Sky had descended from her perch and was watching us, one hand between her legs, her fingers working.

“Fuck me, I almost came a second time just from watching you! She’s good, isn’t she, Kit? Good enough to be our friend.”

“Absolutely!” said Kit. “Would your mum let you come to a sleepover at my place, with me and Sky? It’s this Friday night.”

My heart surged. “Uh, sure! I bet she would.”

“Cool! My mum lets us sleep in her big bed and she stays in the guest room, so there’s plenty of space for three.”

“And, um, I can lick your cunts again…?”

“Yeah, and we’ll make you come like a rocket,” said Sky. “Where’d we put our knickers?” She went over to the pile of clothing, selected a pair and pulled them on. They were too tight.

“I think those are mine,” I said.

She laughed. “Yeah, I know. I like wearing another girl’s knickers.”

“Here, I’ll wear Sky’s… and you can wear mine!” said Kit.

I’d never done anything like that before, and the idea was strangely thrilling. Kit found hers, then came up to me and pressed them against my face.

“Give ’em a good sniff,” said Sky. “I love sniffing knickers. I’m gonna smell yours when Sky’s finished with them.”

I inhaled deeply, getting that same smell of my finger at night. It wasn’t exactly French perfume, but it had an aroma that I’d already come to love. I put them on, pulling them over my sneakers and up my legs as the girls watched. Then I found my dress and donned that, carefully fastening the buttons.

“A striptease in reverse,” said Sky. “Girl, you’re fuckin’ awesome!”

I watched as Kit put Sky’s knickers on and then, all too soon, we three were fully dressed.

“You come home this way every day, don’t you?” Kit said.

“Yes,” I replied.

“Yeah, we kinda knew,” Sky said, “so we waited here for you, and when we heard your footsteps on the path, we called you.”

“Wait, you mean you planned all this?”

They both grinned sheepishly. “Yeah,” said Kit, “since before the holidays. We’ve been waiting for school to start so we could…”

“…climb a tree with no knickers on…”

“And show you our cunts.” said Sky.

“And lick yours, if you’d let us,” said Kit. “I’d say it worked — didn’t it, Sky?”

“Same time tomorrow, then?” said Sky. I nodded, speechless with joy. “Get your mum to ring Kit’s mum about the sleepover, okay? Friday night, remember!”

They picked up their backpacks and started back towards the path. Sky looked over her shoulder, grinned at me and flicked the back of her dress up, showing off her bum, covered by my knickers.

“Bye, Misty,” she called, and then they were gone.

*****

Back then, there were no iPhones, no digital cameras and thus, no pictures to capture the moment, but now, many years later, the memory of that afternoon is still vivid. Since then, I’ve eaten a lot of pussies and offered my own cunt to many little girls and mature women, usually in places much more comfortable than in the woods.

But nothing has ever set my heart racing, my skin tingling and my head spinning like that amazing experience — being one of three little girls in a tree.

The End