Juicy Secrets Forbidden Tales of Lesbian Love

By Naughty Mommy

The next morning I woke up in Jessica’s bed. This was only the second time I’d ever done that — but it was the first time I’d done it after having sex! And I mean sex — not just kissing or masturbating together, but real, actual sex! With my very own girlfriend! I had a girlfriend, and I was in love! There was even a big sign on the wall that said so!!

As you can tell, I was thinking in italics and exclamation points that morning. Jess was still snoozing beside me, snoring actually, and so I just lay there naked in her bed, feeling very pleased with myself, smiling like a silly goose. I thought about all the stuff we’d done the night before, about the wonderful dinner, about Freja being so hot, and about licking Jessica’s pussy and having her lick mine.

Thinking about that didn’t turn me on as much as it just made me unbelievably happy, so happy that I laughed out loud. Luckily, that didn’t wake Jess. She was a pretty heavy sleeper. It was still a few minutes before 9:00, and I knew she usually liked to sleep late. So, after lying there a little longer with my hands behind my head, looking up at the ceiling and grinning, I got up and went to the bathroom. Then I just walked slowly around the room for a couple of minutes, replaying everything in my mind, visualizing the two of us on the bed, our bodies glowing in the candlelight, having hot sex.

Now I was getting turned on. I stood beside the bed, nude, gazing at Jess, and started rubbing my clit. I remembered what it was like to look at her up close, seeing every detail of her beautiful pussy, how wonderful she smelled and tasted, licking her everywhere, and then actually sticking my tongue inside, fucking her with my tongue! And then I remembered that while I was doing that, I’d also thought about doing it with my own mother, tongue-fucking my mom!!

With all these delicious sexy thoughts in my head, it didn’t take long until I felt that swirling, tingling magic from deep inside, the surge of an impending orgasm. I didn’t want to wake Jess, but I also didn’t want to stop masturbating — so I kept on rubbing myself and just tried to stay quiet as well as I could.

I thought of Jess, how much I loved her. I looked up at the poster on the wall, proclaiming her undying love for me. I remembered Freja’s nude body bending in so close to me at dinner, her stiff nipples brushing my shoulder. And once again I recalled the crazy fantasy of eating my mother’s pussy, fucking her with my tongue. And then I came.

 

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Nora woke up first. She smiled to herself as she looked to the side and saw Karen sleeping soundly, the sheets just above her waist, small breasts slowly rising and falling as she breathed. Closing her eyes, Nora inhaled deeply, tasting the faint scent of perfume, of pussy, of aroused feminine bodies.

With her eyes still closed, she thought about the kids, their daughters. Was it really true what Karen had said, that the girls were lovers? Nora had fantasized about that plenty of times, wondering if it could be true, and certainly hoping that it was. It was just too delicious to imagine them together, those soft little bodies, their beautiful young faces, kissing and touching, a pair of twelve-year-olds doing everything with one another.

Mmm, yes… so exciting to picture that. Nora reached down between her legs. Ouch! Her pussy was sore, very sore — but this time, for once, it wasn’t because she’d overdone it with masturbation.

That made her smile again. How many mornings had she awoken to find her sex painful to the touch, tender and sensitive from overuse? It seemed to happen at least once a week if not more often. Karen had talked of being addicted to masturbation, and now Nora wondered if she might be too. She certainly did it enough. But then, Karen claimed she had to come many times every day, fifteen or twenty times! Nora couldn’t match that number, not even close.

She took her hand away from her pussy, brought it to her face. Her fingers smelled like sex. No surprise there, since she’d fucked Karen over and over again with that hand, bringing the woman repeatedly to orgasm. Not to mention all the times she’d licked her, or they’d tribbed. The amazingly hot sex had gone on for hours, as if once they’d started neither one of them wanted to stop.

Nora hadn’t had a lovemaking experience like that in… well, she’d never had an experience like that. This was a first. What made it even better was that it wasn’t only lust she felt for Karen, but love, deep romantic love. Though they’d known each other only a few months, Nora was convinced that this was real, a feeling that would last a very long time.

Once again she smiled. She turned on her side, toward Karen, scooting close to her, laying a hand softly on her cheek. She tenderly kissed the other cheek, then kissed her lips. Like the Prince(ss) kissing Sleeping Beauty, awakening her, Nora kissed Karen again, harder this time, pressing their lips together.

Karen stirred. Her eyes blinked open. She smiled at the beautiful woman kissing her.

 

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I came pretty hard, standing by the bed, rubbing my clit, looking at Jess. But I managed to stay fairly quiet, and she didn’t wake up. Except now I wanted her to. One orgasm hadn’t satisfied me. I wanted more, but I wanted them with her, with my lover, my girlfriend.

I walked around the bed to the other side, closer to her. She was lying on her back, the covers just below her chin. Pushing two fingers between my pussy lips, down to my slippery center, I got them nice and juicy. Then I placed the wet fingers beneath Jessica’s nose. I rubbed them there, under her nose, and on her lips. Dipping back inside for another gob of my goo, I rubbed more of it all around Jessica’s mouth.

This felt really kinky, even dirty, and I loved doing it. It turned me on so much, in fact, that after the third dip I had to have a taste. I brought the dripping fingers to my mouth and sucked them clean as I gazed at Jessica. She was still sleeping, but now her lips gleamed with my pussy juice.

God, it was so exciting. I felt my clit throbbing, tingling. I knew I could come again pretty soon if I wanted to, just by rubbing myself. But that’s not what I wanted.

I slowly drew the covers down, exposing her chest, her lovely little boobies. After pushing my fingers back inside for a fourth time, getting them all wet and sticky, I brought them out and spread some of my moisture on my girlfriend’s puffy nipples. She appeared to respond to this, more than she had when I touched her mouth. She wiggled just a bit, and moaned in her sleep. I squeezed her nipples, first one, then the other, and then I climbed into the bed.

Pushing the covers lower, almost to her knees, I straddled Jess and leaned down to lick her nipples. She wriggled again, and sort of mumbled something. Her hands came up toward her face. I continued licking her nipples, going back and forth between them, flicking my tongue over the tips. They were swelling, getting stiff.

Doing this with her really turned me on. I reached a hand down between my legs to rub myself as I took a little boob into my mouth and started sucking her nipple. I heard Jess groan, then sigh, then saw her lick her lips. Her eyes were still closed. I sucked her nipple harder.

She covered her face with her hands. “Mmm,” she moaned loudly. And then she said, “Don’t stop.”

“Okay,” I giggled. “I won’t.”

My sexy naked girlfriend opened her eyes and smiled at me.

 

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Karen turned toward Nora, taking the woman in her arms and kissing her mouth. For several minutes they made out, holding one another, warmly caressing, kissing wetly, humping and moaning. Then Nora pulled back.

“Hey, um… I, I want to say something, okay?”

“Sure, what is it?” asked Karen.

“Well, it’s just, after I woke up this morning, I did a lot of thinking. And I realized that, um, that last night I was kind of holding back. Not sexually, of course…”

They both laughed, and Karen gave Nora another kiss. Certainly neither of them had held anything back the previous night. Their lovemaking was wildly energetic and highly adventurous and had gone on for a very long time.

“But, I mean,” Nora continued, “I did hold back a little bit emotionally. You know, how I kept saying it was too soon and we should take it slow.”

“I know,” Karen nodded. “But it’s all right, I understand.”

“Well, except I’ve changed my mind. I, I really want to say it now.”

She paused, looking deeply into Karen’s eyes.

Suddenly Karen teared up. A sob caught in her throat. She knew what was coming, though she could barely believe it. By this time in her life, she’d almost convinced herself that she would never truly fall in love, never find a soulmate. And then she’d met Nora.

The sob burst out. Karen hugged her lover close, burying her face in her shoulder, tears flowing as she blubbered, “Oh, Nora… oh Nora…!”

Nora waited, patiently holding the woman, gently stroking her back and kissing her hair while she cried. After a minute or so, Karen did her best to compose herself, taking a couple of deep breaths and wiping her eyes with a hand.

Finally, she looked up. “I’m sorry. Go on.”

Again Nora paused, allowing the special moment the time it deserved. They gazed at one another. Nora leaned in and gave Karen a tender kiss on the lips. Then she softly intoned, “I love you.”

It was the first time she’d said this. Karen had been far more impetuous with her emotions and her pronouncements, while Nora had, as she’d admitted, been somewhat restrained. But now she was on the record.

She said it again, with more emphasis. “I love you, Karen. I love you, and… I want to be with you. Forever.”

“Oh!” Karen hugged Nora tightly, whispering in her ear, “Yes, forever… I love you too.”

 

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I got down between Jessica’s spread legs, looking at her pussy. In the bright morning light, I could see everything better. I couldn’t believe how delicious she looked. Again I was convinced, as I’d assured myself the night before, that I really was a lesbian. There was no doubt about it — I wanted pussy and nothing else. I loved pussy!

With a happy giggle, I started kissing and licking, sucking and tonguing. I pushed my face in, devouring her sex, tasting her, eating her. I felt her hands holding my head, pulling me in. “Yeah, yeah,” she moaned, “fuck yeah.”

Jess was moving, lifting her hips, shoving her pussy into my mouth. It got kind of hard to hold on, keeping my mouth in her slit, but with my arms wrapped tightly around her thighs and with her firm grip on my head, somehow I managed. I just kept licking and sucking, tasting her pussy juice, inhaling her sexy scent, loving the feel of her delicious hot wetness all around me, coating my cheeks and filling my mouth.

My own pussy was practically screaming to be touched. I was so incredibly turned on, as excited as I’d ever been, but I didn’t dare let go of her. I squeezed my thighs together and humped the sheets, doing what I could to pleasure myself while still eating Jessica.

Then she came. I felt her whole body shudder, I heard a deep groan, and I tasted an extra spurt of her gooey juices. She shivered under me, grunting with each spasm of her climax. Now that she was there, I took the opportunity to reach down fast with one hand and massage my aching clit.

It didn’t take long at all. While Jess was still in the middle of her orgasm, I came too, frantically rubbing myself. We came together.

 

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After Karen’s bout of crying such happy tears, and after Nora’s declaration of undying love, the two moms simply relaxed with each other, lying on their backs side by side in bed, smiling and breathing, enjoying their romantic intimacy.

Then Karen slid a hand down between her legs, stroking herself.

“Let’s masturbate together, okay?” she grinned. “I really want to come.”

“Okay, sure,” Nora chuckled. “I’d like that.”

“Tell me about, um, tell me about the kind of pictures you have,” Karen said. “You know, on your computer.”

“Oh, those pictures,” said Nora, comically widening her eyes, leering at Karen. “You mean the ones I have of naked girls? Of underage girls, with no boobs yet and no pubic hair?”

“Uh-huh, exactly. Those pictures. Tell me about the ones you like the best.”

“Well, I like them all, of course. But I think the ones I like most are when the little girls, still so young, as I said, with their pussies completely smooth and hairless, yet they’re obviously turned on, sexually excited. You can tell by how wet they are.”

“Really?”

“Uh-huh. It’s just so fucking hot to see that. A little girl, maybe only nine or ten or eleven years old, with her legs spread wide, and her smooth pink pussy lips all wet and gooey.”

Describing this was making Nora excited as well. Although she definitely was sore from all the activity of the previous evening, that didn’t prevent her from becoming aroused while informing Karen in lurid detail about those illicit pornographic photo sets that had made her come so many times, over and over again.

Nora felt an orgasm beginning to build as she massaged her swollen clit. She shifted closer to Karen, laying one leg over hers. “In some of them,” she said, “in some of the pictures, the girls are holding their pussies open with their fingers, and you can look right inside. It’s so damn hot.”

“God, yeah, it is,” Karen panted. Then suddenly she exclaimed, “Oh, fuck, I’m gonna come!”

She wasn’t quite there yet herself, but it thrilled Nora to watch Karen climax, the sexy slim body writhing next to her, eyes tightly shut, mouth open and wet, her chest rising and falling, erect nipples standing tall.

“Don’t stop,” Nora urged. “Make yourself come again. Just keep going, it turns me on!”

Karen didn’t really need much encouragement. Multiple climaxes were the norm for her when masturbating. She would often come six or seven times in a row, riding the wave.

Nora could hear Karen’s fingers moving inside her cunt, the wet slapping sound of a woman fucking herself. She smelled her arousal, the delicious scent of pussy, of both their pussies, filling the room.

And when, less than a minute later, Karen grunted, “I — unh — now!” as her second orgasm arrived, Nora felt that wonderful surge coming up from within her center, and she too went over the top.

 

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“Are you hungry?” asked Jess. “God, I’m starved. Let’s go get breakfast, okay?”

“Okay, sure,” I giggled. Although I didn’t really feel especially hungry, I didn’t mind at all. I just wanted be with Jessica, with my beautiful girlfriend, doing whatever made her happy.

We hopped out of bed, cleaned ourselves up in the bathroom, then quickly got dressed and went downstairs. Freja wasn’t around. I guess she had the day off or something. But both Sophie and Margaret were there. Neither one was naked, like Freja had been the night before, though Sophie did have a real short skirt on, which was nice.

And Margaret, wow! She wasn’t in a chef uniform that morning, just regular clothing, slacks and a sweater. Except the sweater was super tight and she obviously wasn’t wearing a bra. She smiled and told us to sit down, then brought us glasses of juice, her huge boobs swaying and jiggling, hard nipples poking through the thin fabric of her sweater.

She set down the juice and gave us both hugs, really tight hugs. I almost smothered when Margaret wrapped her arms around me and kissed the top of my head, my face mashed between those two gigantic boobs. Not that I minded, of course.

 

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“Whew…” said Karen, wiping beads of perspiration off her face with sticky fingers. She’d just finished giving herself another orgasm, which made four in a row. “So good. I really needed that.”

“That’s the same thing you said last night in the car,” noted Karen with a chuckle. “How much you needed it.”

“Well, yeah, it’s true. I mean, I just have to come. I can’t go more than a couple hours without it. Unless I’m sleeping — and even then, a lot of times I’ll wake up at night and rub one off, then go back to sleep.”

“Wow…”

“Yeah, I’m addicted. Totally.”

Karen turned on her side toward Nora, propping herself on an elbow. “And you know,” she smiled, “I’m so glad you’re okay with it, with all that stuff I admitted to you, about me being addicted to masturbation, and, um, you know, how I’ve done it in front of Lia, and Jessica too, of course. I was kinda worried, and I’m so glad you don’t mind.”

“Not at all. Not one bit. It turns me on.”

“Yeah, it’s pretty hot. We should try it together sometime.”

“Yes, we should,” agreed Nora, feeling a fresh tingle of arousal as she contemplated masturbating in front of her twelve-year-old daughter.

Karen went on, “And, and also, god, it’s just so great that we like the same things. That we both like little girls, sexy naked little girls. Plus, of course, that we both get so excited about mothers and daughters doing it together, moms and their sweet young girls, having sex. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve come while I’ve fantasized about doing it with Jess, sitting on her pretty face, watching as she licks my pussy. Jeez, I almost go out of my mind when I think about that.”

By now, Karen was rubbing herself again, which certainly did not surprise Nora. What did surprise her was that she feeling ready too. She slid a hand down, and then — “Ow!” she winced. “Damn, I’m sore. But, what the hell, I think I can probably come just one more time, and I really want to.”

She leaned in close and kissed Karen’s mouth. Their hot breath mingled as they talked dirty to one another and played with themselves.

It turned out Nora was wrong. It’s true that she was able to bring herself to one more orgasm while kissing Karen and masturbating. But then, after that, she enjoyed two additional climaxes when Karen went down on her… her lips and tongue nibbling oh so tenderly at Nora’s clit and a well-lubricated finger tickling just at the opening of her vagina.

In the end, as she lay in bed with Karen, amid tangled sheets that were damp with sweat and fragrant with pussy juice, Nora decided she had to be the happiest person in the world, madly in love with a beautiful sexy woman who shared her secret forbidden obsessions, all her deepest darkest desires. It was a dream come true!

Carry on to Chapter 18!