Juicy Secrets Forbidden Tales of Lesbian Love

By Naughty Mommy

“Now, before we go on to the next thing, there’s something I need to ask you guys about.” I was looking at the cute blonde sisters, Heather and Felicity, as I said this. They sat beside me on the couch in Kay’s living room, with Cherise and Addison squeezed in on my other side. “I sort of already have an answer from you, Heather.”

I gave the girl a wink and nodded toward her crotch. Her hands were still between her legs, holding her pussy through her pink panties, though her fingers weren’t moving as fast as before. The twelve-year-old blushed but didn’t take her hands away.

“What I was going to ask you both is if you masturbate, and how often you do it. See, if you really want to enjoy sex with others, it’s important to do that a lot. In fact, I think everyone should masturbate as often as they can. Not only does it make you feel very, very good, it also can help you learn how to please your lovers as well as yourself.”

I paused a moment, checking for their reactions. Heather nodded and smiled while Felicity simply gazed up at me. The younger one seemed to be a fairly quiet girl, at least compared to the other kids.

“So, Heather,” I asked, “how often do you masturbate?”

“Um, well…” After licking her lips and swallowing, she said, “I mean, like, you know, every day. Usually more than once. Almost always more than once.”

“And do you come every time? Have an orgasm?”

“Yeah. I mean, not every time, but just about every time.”

“Okay, that’s good,” I told her, then looked at Felicity. “How about you, sweetie? Do you masturbate too? Play with your pussy, make yourself feel good?”

“Uh-huh,” she giggled. “I do. A lot.”

“Good, I’m glad to hear it. How long have you been doing that?”

“I dunno,” Felicity shrugged. “Since I was little.”

“So, you do it now every day? Do you have orgasms every day?”

She nodded, but said nothing.

“All right. I don’t mean to be nosy, but if I’m going to teach you stuff, I sometimes need to ask questions, okay?”

“Sure,” said Heather. “It’s fine.”

Then I turned my attention back to the moms, who stood naked in front of us and had been listening to my conversation with the girls. Kay had both hands on her breasts, fondling the nipples. Donna was holding one of her big boobs in her left hand, while her right hand was between her legs, two fingers sliding through her gooey folds, moving up and down. Danielle, in the middle, was not touching herself, just standing calmly, hands at her sides.

“We’ve seen your bodies,” I said to the women, “and they’re all beautiful, really gorgeous and totally sexy. Right, kids?”

“Uh-huh,” they agreed.

“But now I think we should get a better look, a close-up look.” I scooted forward on the couch until I was perched on the edge, my back straight. “You guys move up too, like this, so we can see better, okay?”

The girls quickly followed my example. The five of us sat in a row, facing the nude women. I pulled my pleated skirt up to my waist and slid a hand down inside my panties. Looking from side to side, I said, “Do this too, start touching yourselves. It doesn’t matter if you come or not, but I want you to play with your pussies while we look at your moms.”

Cherise, Addison, and Felicity were wearing shorts, so they had to open them. They each did that, then put their hands in their little undies to touch themselves. Heather slipped a hand down inside her panties as well.

“Good,” I nodded to them. “We’ll all masturbate together.”

“Mmm, nice,” said Donna, fingers moving faster between her legs.

I smiled at the blonde, while telling her, “It’s okay for you to masturbate too, if you feel like it — all three of you can — except I don’t want you to come, not yet. Later, but not now, all right?”

Donna raised her eyebrows for a moment, then shrugged in agreement.

“Anyway, I have something else for you to do,” I continued. “Let’s get a closer look at everyone’s beautiful boobs. We’ll start with you this time, Donna. Come here and show your tits to your daughters.”

“Uh…”

“It’s okay,” I said to her. “Come over here close, lean down a little, and put your boobs right in front of Heather’s face so she can get a really good look at them.”

“Well, all right.”

The woman stepped forward, cupping her large breasts and holding them out. Bending at the waist, she leaned in close and turned slowly from side to side, placing first one then the other erect nipple on display in front of Heather’s eyes and her mouth. She even tweaked her nipples slightly, flicking the ends of her fingers over the tips, making them harder. The fingers of Donna’s right hand were wet, I saw, with pussy juice, and her brown nipple gleamed with moisture. Heather moaned as she took in the sight and caressed herself.

“That’s good, very good,” I said to Donna. “Now do the same for Felicity.”

She did, and I watched the young girl’s eyes grow very wide as her mother’s bare breasts were presented to her so seductively.

“You like that, honey?” I asked Felicity in a soft voice. “You like looking at your mommy’s boobs and her big nipples?”

“Uh-huh,” the child nodded, licking her lips as if she was hungry.

Seeing Felicity do that made my clit tingle, and I rubbed myself faster. I didn’t think it would take much at this point for us to go beyond the limits, to plunge right into all-out mother-daughter sex. I’d agreed, however, to respect the boundaries that had been set, and for the time being I would honor that vow.

Making an effort to retain my composure, I said, “Um, Danielle, you come here now and show your tits to Heather, then Felicity. And Donna, you go to Cherise and Addison next, give them the same kind of show, okay?”

Donna chuckled, “All right.” The woman passed by me, pausing for a second to jiggle her tempting boobs in front of my face, then went on to Cherise.

Meanwhile, Danielle stepped over to Heather, leaning down and cradling her tits for the girl to see. If anything, Danielle went even farther with the provocative nipple play, twisting and pulling and squeezing them, making her dark nipples incredibly long and stiff. It was super hot and dirty watching these women tease the little girls that way. I could sense a climax approaching, fingers inside my panties becoming very slippery, so I eased off on the stroking of my clit. Certainly I wanted to come, just not yet.

When Danielle was finished with Heather and Felicity, and Donna with Addison and Cherise, I instructed Kay to come over and display her tits to Donna’s girls, with Danielle moving past me to the other two kids. Seeing Danielle hold her erect nipples out, bringing them just in front of Cherise’s mouth, almost but not quite touching them to her daughter’s lips, about drove me insane with lust. Even though I’d tried to slow down some, I knew I was right on the verge of an orgasm and decided I’d better distract myself, go back to teaching.

“So, um—” My voice was hoarse, and I had to clear my throat. Then I continued, “As you can see, their bodies are different, right? Different kinds of boobs? Each woman has a unique shape, and yet they’re all beautiful in their own way, don’t you think?”

Heather gave a quick nod, but none of the other girls responded. Felicity had Kay’s big breasts filling her vision, and Danielle was leaning down in front of Addison now, playing with her stiff nipples for the girl’s enjoyment. Cherise was staring wide-eyed at her mom, mouth hanging open. Her hand was still inside her undies, though not moving much.

As Kay eased past me, going on to Cherise, and Danielle took a step back, I heard an urgent whimper from Addison. The child had both hands between her legs, fingers working busily inside her panties. Her cheeks were flushed and she was breathing fast. She licked her lips while she watched her mother, Kay, present her boobs and nipples to Cherise.

When Kay finished there and turned toward her daughter, Addison suddenly squealed and fell back on the couch, her face in a grimace, eyes tightly shut, small body jerking in a powerful climax.

“Fuck, that’s so hot!” exclaimed Donna.

She was standing next to Danielle. Both women were masturbating, rubbing their juicy pussies as they stared at Addison, watching her come. I hoped they would remember that I’d asked them not to go all the way yet, not to reach orgasm — but then I figured, hell, what does it really matter? I moved my own fingers faster between my legs, my clit swollen and hard. As it turned out, though, I didn’t come just then, and neither did they. But before long we all would.

We waited a few moments for Addison. The child shuddered several more times, then finally let out a heavy sigh and lay quietly, catching her breath, eyes closed, hands still inside her panties.

“So fucking hot,” I heard Donna say. I glanced up and saw that she was licking the fingers of her right hand, tasting herself as she looked at the girl. Addison’s mother, Kay, held her luscious boobs in both hands, massaging them and pinching the nipples, whispering, “Such a good little girl, such a sexy girl.”

“Unhhh,” Heather groaned. Turning to her, seeing how red her face was, I asked, “Are you gonna come?”

“Not yet,” she giggled. “But pretty soon maybe.”

Looking back, I saw Addison’s eyes blink open. She took a deep breath, then pushed herself up to a sitting position, grinning happily.

“Okay,” I told the moms, “I want your kids to see more now.”

“More??” asked Donna.

“Uh-huh. Like I was saying, it’s good for them to get an idea how every woman’s body is different, yet they’re all really beautiful, you know?”

“Well, sure, I guess.”

I pulled off my boots. Quickly unzipping my skirt, I got to my feet, pushing my panties and skirt down all at once and stepping out of them. After lifting my sweater over my head and tossing it away, I was nude.

“I’m not really a woman yet, of course, I’m only sixteen,” I chuckled. “But they can look at me too, along with you three.”

I watched as Donna’s eyes ran up and down my body, taking in my pale, lightly freckled skin, small breasts, pink nipples, the red bush between my legs. She nodded approvingly.

Turning to the little girls, I said, “Um, you guys, sit down on the floor now, and lean against the couch. Yeah, good, that’s right, perfect. And keep your hands inside your undies. Keep playing with yourselves, all right?”

When the children were arranged just the way I wanted them, I said to the moms, “Now we’re gonna show them our pussies. We’re gonna let the kids see everything. Okay?”

No one objected.

It was thrilling, intoxicating, to know that I had so much control over the situation, that these women would allow me to direct them however I chose, doing things that likely would horrify most people. This was truly an awesome responsibility, and I didn’t want to mess it up. But I was convinced that if I followed my instincts, it all would work out. Gina had trained me well. I was the right person at the right time to be teaching these young girls about lesbian sex while bringing their mothers along for the ride.

Still, I was about to take them a step beyond where we’d gone before, a big step. What I had in mind for the next few minutes — and especially what we would do after going up to Kay’s bedroom — all this would push very hard against the limits that had been set. Would it be too far? Too much? Would I finally encounter a refusal from someone? There was only one way to find out.

“I’ll go first,” I said.

This certainly would not be too far. I’d already had sex with both Addison and Cherise while their mothers watched. The girls had licked my pussy and sucked my clit. I had come in their mouths, and I’d eaten their pussies too. Seeing my cunt up close would be nothing new for them. It would be a new experience for the other two, Felicity and Heather, but after all, that’s why we were here. It was a safe way to start.

I stepped forward, positioning myself in front of Addison, who sat at one end of the line. Flexing my knees and squatting a bit, I drew back my labia with my fingers, exposing myself to her. “Look at my pussy, little girl. Look at my cunt. See how wet I am?”

“Uh-huh,” Addison nodded, her eyes wide, mouth hanging open.

Pulling my pussy lips back a little more, I said, “Can you see my clit? My fat pink clit?”

She nodded eagerly but silently.

“Are you playing with yourself, honey?” I asked. “Rubbing your own clit?”

“Yeah, I am.”

“That’s good. I want you to keep doing that. I want you to come again, if you can, okay?”

“Um, yeah, okay.”

Taking a step to my left, I moved away from Addison and placed my crotch in front of Cherise’s pretty face, while telling Danielle, “You come here now and show your pussy to Addison. After you it’ll be Kay and then Donna last. We’ll move down the line, letting each girl look at each of us.”

That’s what we did. We stood in front of them one by one, each child being given a extremely close-up look at our juicy cunts. I was very wet, and I was positive the others were at least as wet as I was. The kids could see that, obviously, and I was sure they could smell it as well. Also, in addition to exposing ourselves, I encouraged the women to talk dirty to the little girls. They all complied, filling the air with hot nasty talk that complemented the delicious aroma of pussy.

Once I reached the end, after spending half a minute or so in front of Heather, holding my labia wide open for her, talking dirty and thrusting my crotch up to within an about an inch of her face, I stepped back. It was Danielle’s turn to give Heather a look at her cunt.

Somewhat to my surprise, Danielle went even further than I had, not only showing and talking but doing — she massaged her erect clit while Heather watched, and then she slid first one finger, then two fingers, deep inside her vagina, fucking herself for the girl while describing how good it all felt.

This was a new pattern, one I hadn’t asked for, but was very happy to see. The other women picked up on it too, pushing their fingers inside, fucking themselves for the kids, then pulling back their lips as far as possible, holding their gaping vaginas wide open so the children could look inside.

When Danielle was done with Heather, I told her she should return to Cherise. Kay stepped in front of Heather next and started doing her naughty thing for the young blonde. I could tell that Kay was right on the edge, almost ready to come. Her voice was shaky and hoarse, her body trembling as she fucked her cunt for Heather.

After only a few seconds of this, I tapped the woman on the shoulder and said, “You can go to your daughter now.”

She did, and then we had Kay with Addison, Danielle with Cherise, and Donna facing her lovely daughters, Heather and Felicity. The women were standing, the kids seated on the floor.

“All right,” I told them, “you don’t have to hold back any longer. I want the moms to come. Get up very close, right in front of your little girls’ faces, and bring yourselves to orgasm. I want them to see you come.”

“My god, really?” said Donna.

“Uh-huh, really.”

I didn’t think either Danielle or Kay would have an issue with this since during our previous sessions both had already masturbated for the girls, though admittedly never quite this close before. And they didn’t object. Neither one said a word, at least not to me. Instead, they immediately began rubbing themselves while bending at the knees to place their cunts directly in front of their daughters’ mouths. They tried talking dirty too, at first, except very soon their growing passion made it difficult for them to speak.

After watching the other moms for several moments, Donna turned to her girls. I noticed that Felicity and Heather were leaning in much nearer to one another, heads almost together. Their mother stepped in front of them and started masturbating, the fingers of one hand rapidly strumming her clit as she shoved two fingers of her other hand deep inside her pussy. Donna was just opening her mouth to say something to them when suddenly Heather gasped and grunted, her slender adolescent body quaking with powerful climactic spasms. Seeing this propelled Donna over the top too.

“Oh, fuck, FUCK!!” the woman cried out, staggering, barely able to keep her feet. She groaned heavily, bending at the waist. Gobs of creamy goo oozed from her pussy, flowing around her fingers and dripping toward the floor. A few warm drops landed on Felicity’s bare knee. I watched the ten-year-old’s eyes flashing from the shiny slippery stuff on her leg to her mom’s juicy pussy to her sister’s face, the older girl still in the throes of her own orgasm.

As all this was happening, another climax took place. Kay was furiously fucking herself, two fingers ramming in and out, telling Addison, “Watch me! Watch Mommy!” She came, and an instant after that, Addison did too.

Then I heard a growl from Danielle, saying to Cherise, “Look at Mommy’s fucking cunt — look at Mommy’s fucking cunt!” With the fingers of one hand she held her pussy lips apart, the other hand stroking her clit. The woman’s long legs were spread wide as she arched her pelvis, pushing her sex almost into Cherise’s mouth.

“I’m gonna come, I’m gonna come,” hissed Danielle. “Look at Mommy’s fucking cunt, baby, look at Mommy’s fu- UNHHH!!!”

A loud gasp and a shrill cry from Cherise told me she must be climaxing as well — although I really couldn’t see her or anything else at that point since my eyes were tightly closed. I’d been rubbing my own pussy, of course, as I watched and listened to all this unbelievably exciting action, and now I was enjoying that wonderful release of orgasmic energy coursing through my body, waves of pleasure pulsing from my center again and again.

 

“Ahhh… whew,” I sighed, taking a deep breath, gathering myself. Opening my eyes, I found that all three women were seated on the floor beside their daughters, talking softly to them. They presented a very pleasing scene.

“So, for the next thing,” I announced, “I think we should go to your bedroom, Kay, if that’s all right. It’ll be easier up there, doing what I want.”

Kay smiled and started getting to her feet. “Of course, that’s just fine, whatever you say.”

“Um, wait,” said Donna. “Before that, anyone up for a Buttery Nipple?”

I had no idea what she was talking about, but the other moms both nodded. “Good plan,” said Kay. “Let’s do it.”

The adults headed toward the kitchen, with the rest of us following behind. From the refrigerator, Kay removed a small tray that held four small empty glasses (these were shot glasses, I now know, but didn’t then). She also took out a bottle of Baileys Irish Cream. My parents had some of that at home, so I recognized it.

Meanwhile, Donna picked up a dark brown bottle with a long neck that was sitting on the counter. “This is butterscotch schnapps,” she said to me, with a wink and a giggle. “You’ll like it.”

She opened the bottle and poured about an inch or two of golden brown liquid into each of the glasses. Then Kay added the Baileys, pouring it carefully over the back of a spoon. This made two layers, dark and light, a lovely contrast.

Handing a glass to me, Donna said, “You don’t have to drink this if you don’t want to, but I think you should.”

“Well, okay,” I shrugged. “I guess I’ll give it a try.”

“Cheers,” said Kay, lifting her glass.

“Here’s to nipples,” Donna added, “buttery or not, I just love ‘em.”

This got a few chuckles, then the moms all upended their glasses, gulping down the drinks. I wasn’t quite that brave, starting with a sip. It was very good, though, sweet and cold and yummy, and I quickly finished it.

After Kay put the Baileys Irish Cream back in the fridge, we went upstairs, three naked women, a nude teenager, and four little girls still wearing clothes — though not for long.

In the bedroom, I asked the moms to sit on the bed, side by side, then instructed the kids to strip for them, one by one, starting with the youngest. That was Addison, only nine years old. She was in fourth grade along with Felicity and Cherise, who were ten, except her birthday was not until April.

Addison didn’t put on much of a show, simply whipping her t-shirt off over her head, then pushing down her shorts and panties all in a bunch. Nevertheless, the women smiled and applauded, with Donna cooing, “Very, very nice.”

It was Felicity’s turn next. She stepped forward, but hesitated a moment, until her mother said, “It’s all right, honey, go on. We all want to see you.”

Smiling nervously, the pretty blonde child slowly opened her shorts and let them drop to the floor. I was very eager to finally get a look at her developing boobies. Thanks to the skimpy leotards she and the other girls wore for our yoga lessons, I’d had plenty of opportunities to note that Felicity already had begun to sprout, showing tiny buds the size of half a walnut shell.

Now as she gripped the hem of her shirt and gradually raised it, I could feel my heart pounding, my clit tingling, my own nipples growing erect. I also noticed my head was spinning a bit, and realized the alcohol must be taking effect.

“Mmm,” sighed Kay, as Felicity’s delicious little mini-breasts were revealed to us. The girl’s pink nipples were small but stiffly pointed. Looking at the moms, I saw that all eyes were fastened on Felicity’s tempting chest — until, that is, she hooked her thumbs in the waistband of her Hello Kitty undies and began peeling them down.

I wondered if we would see any hair, but there was none. She was completely bare, nothing but soft white skin and puffy labia. Felicity skimmed the panties down her legs and stepped out of them, then stood naked for our appraisal.

Oh my, such an awesome sight! I’m a grownup now, and through the years I’ve been lucky enough to have had sex with more than my share of highly attractive women, fully enjoying their luscious bodies. But truly there is nothing in the world that can ever compare to the beauty of a pubescent young girl… her long, slim legs, smooth cleft, perfect breast buds, pretty face… I could stare at someone like Felicity for hours and never tire of it.

She received no applause. I think, like me, the women were too stunned to clap or cheer. They simply sat and gaped at her, mouths hanging open. Felicity took in their hungry looks for a few seconds, then blushed and stepped back in line with the other kids.

Next up was Cherise. She was quite tall for her age, almost as tall as Heather, who was two years older. Of course, Cherise’s mother, Danielle, at 5’8” was by far the tallest of the moms.

Cherise pulled off her top and tossed it aside, shaking out her long, straight, deep brown hair, which fell across her thin shoulders. Her chest was mostly flat, no boobs at all really, though her nipples had begun to develop a bit. They were slightly larger and darker than a little girl’s and made a pair of small peaks.

She paused briefly, letting us look at her, then pushed down her shorts and panties in one motion, kicking them off. Unlike Addison or Felicity, Cherise was not completely bald. We could see a scant trace of hair on her mound, a few dark wisps. I clapped for her, and the three moms joined me. Cherise gave us a big happy smile before scooting back a step.

Now it was Heather’s turn. Everyone else in the room was naked. After a couple of deep breaths, the twelve-year-old came forward.

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