Juicy Secrets Forbidden Tales of Lesbian Love

By Purple Les

I didn’t wake up till way late Sunday morning. When I did wake up I just lay there for the longest time. Had yesterday been a dream? Sex with Mary and Lucy, in front of Pam. Sex with Pam afterwards. I hugged Ingrid, my sock monkey, and asked her if all that had really happened.

Of course she didn’t really answer me, but her face made me look up at my bed headboard shelf. There was the grape lipstick Pam had given me. I looked at my pile of clothes on the floor. Everything was there, except the panties I’d given to Pam. I played with the lipstick tube. Making it go up and down, thinking about how Pam put it on her lips, and her lips had been on my lips.

I thought about touching the lipstick to my pussy. Then I would put it on my lips and go around kissing Mom, or Mary. I wanted to kiss Pam some more too. She turned out to be a real good kisser.

I would have masturbated right then, but the urge to go pee overruled all my other thoughts. I placed the lipstick next to the Chinese puzzle box. I put on my slippers and headed downstairs.

I went straight to the bathroom. I peed a long time it seemed. I wiped my self, got up and flushed the toilet. I washed my hands and face real good with soap and cold water to help wake myself up.

Mom’s bedroom door was still closed. It was after 10:30. Mom was always up before me. I saw Aunt Billie sitting on the couch. She had coffee and I sat by her, carefully, so I didn’t make her spill it.

We just said the normal good morning stuff. She finished her coffee, and brushed my hair. While Aunt Billie brushed my hair, she talked to me.

“Thanks for being a good girl yesterday, Katy. Pam said you were the best kid she ever stayed with.”

I didn’t say anything. I don’t talk much in the morning, at first. I thought to myself though, “Yeah, the best kid who ever licked her pretty purple pussy.”

“Did you like her, Katy?”

I nodded my head, “Yes.”

I thought to myself, If you only knew how much I liked her, Aunt Billie. Then I smiled to myself, and thought, Oh, did you say ‘like’, or ‘lick’?

“Okay, good. How about some breakfast?”

I nodded again, and we went into the kitchen.

We sat at the table with cereal and juice. Mom would make a huge breakfast on Sundays. Aunt Billie wasn’t much of a cook.

“Is Mom okay?”

“She needs her rest today, Katy. So, I was wondering if you, and Mary had some sex fun yesterday. Did you do anything sexy with Pam?”

“Sorry, I can’t tell you anything.”

“Why not?”

“I promised I wouldn’t say anything.”

“Come on, Katy. I’m your Aunt, you can tell me. Please? It’ll just be between us.”

“What’s going on with Mom? Where were you guys all day yesterday?”

“I can’t tell you. I promised your mother I wouldn’t say anything to you.”

“I promised Pam I wouldn’t say nothing either.”

“So you two did do something sex-wise?”

“I will not confirm or deny anything.”

That made Aunt Billie laugh. Then I told her how Sheriff Johnson and Officer Sanchez had been looking for a crook last night.

“Yes,” said Aunt Billie, “Pam, told us all about it. I saw on the news this morning that they caught him.”

We talked about that while we finished breakfast. When we were done eating, I asked Aunt Billie if she had brought any more naughty DVDs with her.

“No, but I have something on my iPad that you will love.”

We left the kitchen and sat on the couch again.

“This is a friend of mine, Katy,” said Aunt Billie, as she brought up an image on her iPad.

It was a woman about Aunt Billie’s age. She looked nice, just a regular-looking woman.

Aunt Billie hit a button, and the picture came to life.

The woman smiled toward us, then she spoke, and said, “Come on, Pumpkin, time for your bath.” Then she faced us again and winked.

Next thing the woman was sitting on the edge of a bathtub.

She said, “Come here, Pumpkin. Aunt Billie will keep us company. Okay?”

Then a little girl appeared on the iPad screen.

“Okay, Mommy. I like Aunt Billie.”

I asked Aunt Billie how old the girl was. She told me, “Six.”

Then on the screen we watched the woman undress her daughter and help her into the bathtub. The girl was real cute, and we got a long look at her bare naked, before she got in the tub.

The screen went dark. When it came up again, the woman, now naked too, was in the tub with her daughter. The daughter was standing in the tub and her mommy was washing the little girl’s butt with her bare hands, no wash cloth. The girl’s ass was all shiny from the water and soap.

Then her mommy said, “Okay, Pumpkin, let’s dry off, and we can all get in bed together.”

The screen went dark.

“Is that the end? It was just getting good, Aunt Billie.”

“Sorry, Katy. That’s all. I can tell you about the rest if you want.”

I said that would be real cool. Then we heard Mom come out of her room and head to the bathroom. When Mom came out of the bathroom, she went to the kitchen.

Me and Aunt Billie followed her in. Mom sat at the table and put her head in her arms on the table.

“How you doing, Carol?”

Mom said something we didn’t understand.

I made some toast and scrambled eggs for Mom. Mom had a sip of coffee. She took one bite of toast, another sip of coffee, and went back to bed.

I shook Aunt Billie’s arm, hard as I could, and asked her again what was going on.

Aunt Billie ate the eggs. “Wow, Katy, you’re a good cook.”

“What’s wrong with Mom?”

“I can’t say. Just, well, she’ll be okay in a day or two.”

It was a weird Sunday. Mom stayed in bed most of the day.

Aunt Billie stayed with us a couple of days, till Mom was better. I had gone to school Monday. When I got home, I smelled incense. Had they had sex? I found a little bit of a small cigarette, it smelled funny. At least Mom was up and seemed like she felt better. I made scrambled eggs and mashed potatoes for dinner. Mom ate some.

By Wednesday Aunt Billie had left, and by Saturday Mom was feeling better and eating more.

A couple weeks went by without much going on. Mom seemed to be well again. As well as I had seen her since after last Thanksgiving. She still wasn’t like she was before last Thanksgiving. It seemed so long ago, I had almost forgot how Mom used to be, and not like she’d been the last few months.

It was a Wednesday when it happened. A morning so cold you could see the air sparkle. The water main near school broke, and we got sent home early. When me and Mary got off the bus and walked toward my house, we saw Mrs Tran’s car in the driveway.

“Hey! Look, Katy! My mom’s here.”

Mary started to run toward the house. I grabbed her coat.

Mary said, “Hey! What’s the big idea?” She almost fell over backwards.

“We can’t go to the house.” I was thinking of what might be going on in there.

Mary looked at me like I was goofy. “Why on earth not?”

I stammered, I fidgeted, I tried to think of some good reason.

“Um, well … because….” Mary stared at me, and I told her, “Well, because I think our Moms are having sex.”

Mary laughed like I’d just made the funniest joke ever.

“Okay, Katy, your perv mind has just exploded into total overdrive. Come on, it’s cold out here.”

Then she tried to pull me toward my house and I pulled her back toward me.

“Honest, Mary. I think our Moms are having sex. We can’t go in there.”

“You’re nuts, Katy. Lucy would be in there too. Are they all having sex?”

I nodded my head hard, to say, “Yes.”

Mary laughed at me again. “Katy, you need a sex life. Your brain is overfull of dirty thoughts.”

“Please, Mary. At least let’s peak through my Mom’s window first. Okay? Please?”

With a look of total disbelief on her face, Mary followed me to the side of the house. Mom’s shades were up just a little, and there was a light on in the bedroom.

I guess the light was on because of the grey clouds that had moved in, making the day so dark. Normally we wouldn’t be able to see in the window, but because of the snowdrift there, we could stand on it and see in easy.

Now Mary looked a little scared, like maybe I wasn’t kidding. “Okay, perv, you look first.”

I stood up tall as I could, and looked in the window. Then I sat down on the snow next to Mary.

“Well, perv, what did you see?”

She thought I would say, “Nothing.” I wished that was what I could say, but it wasn’t.

“Um, well, Mary, I saw our Moms in their underwear, kissing each other. Lucy was on the bed watching them.”

She glared at me and said, “Bullshit!”

Mary stared at me like I was putting her on. Like I was just making it up to get her to look, and then laugh at her ’cause there was nothing to see.

“Well, look for yourself.”

She looked at me like I had just dared her to jump off a cliff. She stood up and looked in the window. She sat back down next to me again.

“Well, was I right, Mary?”

Mary stared at me again. “No! You were wrong.” Her eyes were wide behind her glasses. “When I looked, they were both bare naked. They’d stopped kissing and were undressing Lucy.”

We just sat there in the snow for a while. Then we both stood up together and looked in the window at the same time. There were all three of them on my mom’s bed. My mom was licking Mrs Tran’s pussy, and Lucy was sitting on Mrs Tran’s face. Me and Mary sat down again.

“Golly, Mary. I, uh, sorry. I hope you’re not mad at me.”

“Jesus, Katy. You knew! How did you know?”

“Um, I didn’t know. I just had a feeling.”

“I’m not mad, I just, I mean …” and then Mary stood up again for another look. When she sat back down I asked her what she’d seen.

She told me to just look. I did. There our Moms were, laying next to each other, kissing and playing with each other’s tits. Lucy was also nude. She was on her knees between our Moms.

Lucy’s arms ended at her wrists. It took me a minute to realize that was because her little hands were in our moms’ pussies. I sat back down by Mary.

We looked at each other. Mary looked in the window again. I asked her what she was seeing.

“Katy, our moms are kissing and licking Lucy, all over.”

After a minute, Mary sat back down and looked at me.

“Golly, Mary, I wished we had never got out of school early today. Don’t be mad at me. Please don’t be mad.”

Mary smiled at me. “Shit, Katy, I just had a come in my pants. I didn’t even touch myself. I came just watching them. I’m not mad at you. It’s okay, Katy.”

We sat there till we were freezing to death. I looked in the window, they were dressed now, and walking out of the bedroom.

“We can go in now, Mary.”

We went to the side door, like we had just got there. Our Moms and Lucy acted like nothing had ever happened, like they hadn’t just had a sex party. We talked about school while we had hot chocolate. Just so normal. Then the Trans left to go home.

After they were gone, I told Mom how Mary and me had watched and everything. Mom told me not to worry. It would all work out, she was sure.

Mary was quiet the next morning as we rode on the bus to school. When we walked home after school, she didn’t say much. I was worried she was mad at me. Or worse, that she was mad at her mom or sister. When we got to my house, she said goodbye, we rubbed noses, and then she said, “I had sex with my Mom last night, Katy. I know all about everything. About you, and your mom, and your aunt. About how you had sex with my mom. About my mom and sister. I know all about everything. I love you, Katy.”

Then she turned and walked off toward home. She said it all like she was telling me about the baseball scores or something. I had a million questions for her, but she was a speck in the distance now, and I went in the house.

After dinner I snuggled with Mom on the couch. I told her what Mary had said. Mom moved my hair out of my left eye to behind my left ear with her fingers and asked me how I felt about it.

“I don’t know, Mom. I guess I feel good that Mary is happy. I mean, I think she’s happy. I don’t know how I feel.”

Later Mom gave Mrs. Tran a phone call from the old wall phone in the kitchen. I sat on the kitchen counter and listened to my Mom.

“Hi, Grace. It’s Carol. Doing better, thanks. Can you talk? Okay, good. Well, Mary told Katy that she had sex with you. And that she knows about everything. Oh, yes, uh-huh….”

It drove me crazy wondering about what Mrs. Tran was saying to my mom. Once Mrs. Tran started talking, my mom mostly just listened.

“Yeah, Grace, Katy’s here with me. Oh, I bet she would love that. Well, let me ask her, hang on.”

Mom held the phone against her chest, and said, “Katy, how would you feel about Mary coming over to stay with us Friday night?”

I jumped off the counter, jumped up and down, and said, “Yes, yes, yes!”

Then Mom said, “Would you mind if I maybe had sex with you and Mary? Because Mrs. Tran says Mary would like to do that, have sex with us, I mean. Would you like that, Katy?”

I tried to do a back flip, I was so happy, but I only got  part way, and fell on my butt. Mom saw I wasn’t hurt and smiled at me. Then she said into the phone, “I guess Katy is okay with that, Grace. Yes, she can come here after school. Okay, Grace, love you too, bye.”

I was so happy when I went to bed. Mary would be coming home with me after school Friday and staying all night. Friday morning I was all excited. At lunch I told Mary again how great tonight was going to be.

I almost got sick to my stomach though when Siobhan sat down with us and said, “Katy, thank you, and Mary, so much for inviting me over tonight. I’ve never been to a slumber party before. I’m very excited about it.”

I didn’t remember asking her. I looked at Mary, who smiled at me. When Siobhan took her tray back, I asked Mary what the deal was. The whole weekend was ruined now.

“No, it’s fine, Katy.” Mary said. “Not only does Siobhan have a crush on us. I’ve let her know that me and you have sex.”

“Are you crazy? How could you? This ruins everything. It was gonna be you and my mom and me all doing stuff, but now we can’t with the eight-year-old professor there.”

“You’re wrong, Katy. We’ll have a great time. Including your mom. Siobhan has told me she’s tried to masturbate and can’t reach an orgasm. I told her me and you will show her how. It’s really going to be fun.”

“I doubt it,” I sighed.

We stopped talking about that because Siobhan had come back.

“What shall I bring along tonight, Katy? Perhaps a book on philosophy to help stimulate our discussions?” Siobhan asked me.

Mary spoke before I could. “Bring a pillow, your toothbrush, a change of clothes, your hairbrush, whatever you wear to bed, and that’s all you need.”

The bell rang, and as we gathered our books, Siobhan said again, “Thank you again, Katy. I will be over after dinner with my parents.”

I said, “Cool,” and then I glared at Mary. But I couldn’t be mad. Siobhan was cute, even if she was super nerdy, and I guess me and Mary were her only real friends.

So now my excitement for tonight was tempered with a feeling of disappointment. At least I would be with Mary all night. Even if it didn’t look to me like we would get a chance to have any sex. I still looked forward to the last bell of the day and the weekend.

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