Juicy Secrets Forbidden Tales of Lesbian Love

By Naughty Mommy

After a deep breath, Heather took a step forward. She was blushing but also grinning, evidently pleased to be the focus of attention as she faced her audience: a trio of naked ladies. The three sat perched on the edge of Kay’s bed, looking hungrily at the pretty twelve-year-old.

The other kids, Felicity, Cherise, and Addison, who already were nude, stood in a line just behind Heather. I was off to one side, watching and directing everything, with a hand between my legs, gently massaging my swollen clit. Although I wasn’t in a hurry to come, there was no way I could keep from touching myself. Seeing these girls displaying their tempting young bodies to their horny moms had me in a state of perpetual arousal.

I hadn’t told the women to play with themselves as they watched their daughters strip, but I hadn’t told them not to either. At any rate, they were. Danielle, in the middle, had both hands on her pussy. Donna and Kay each were rubbing themselves with one hand while fondling their tits with the other. Like me, they weren’t frantic about it, just somewhat casual but definitely masturbating.

We all had come not too long before, about twenty minutes earlier down in the living room — all except Felicity, that is. I didn’t think she had reached orgasm when the rest of us did, though she might have. At the time I’d been sort of preoccupied with my own climax, so I wasn’t certain. I intended to ask her about that, but not yet.

“Go on, sweetie,” said Donna to Heather. “Let’s get a look at you.”

“Okay,” the girl nodded, while still making no effort to begin. She stood quietly, breathing deeply, chest rising and falling. It was easy for us to see, through her tight yellow pullover shirt, the shape of her rounded buds and erect nipples.

She was barefoot, wearing a cherry red skater skirt, quite short, and that clinging top. Her shiny, straight blonde hair was parted in the middle and fell just past her shoulder blades. She wore only a touch of makeup, light pink lip gloss along with a bit of eyeliner and mascara, to highlight her natural beauty, which was considerable. Although she wasn’t tall, Heather’s legs were long in proportion to her body and pleasingly slim. Such a lovely little pubescent figure, utterly desirable. I rubbed my clit faster as I gazed at her.

Finally, she reached to the side, unbuttoning and unzipping her skirt, letting it slip to the floor and stepping out of it. Again she paused for several moments, the tension increasing. This girl definitely had a flair for the dramatic. Then she placed both hands on the hem of her shirt and slowly began to raise it. We saw her belly button come into view, and what seemed like acres of soft unblemished skin, until at last her budding breasts were revealed.

“God!” I exclaimed in a rush of air. I hadn’t meant to say anything and didn’t realize I’d been holding my breath, but I had and I did. No one looked at me, though. Everyone’s eyes were on Heather.

Lifting the shirt up and off and dropping it behind her, the girl tossed her head to shake out her golden hair. She stood proud and straight, shoulders back, chest out, smiling at the women who were ogling her. Oh my god, Heather’s puffy nipples about drove me crazy. I could feel an orgasm starting to build and deliberately slowed my pace, holding my vulva with one hand and lightly squeezing. Right now I had a job to do. There would be plenty of time later to come.

Heather slipped her thumbs into the waistband of her hot pink panties and began peeling them down. Ah, yes, look at that perfect young pussy, so delicious. Not much pubic hair yet, just some blonde fuzz around the edges of her labia. Sliding the undies down her legs, she stepped out of them, and then she was nude. We all clapped for her as she eased back into line with the other three girls.

“Okay, uh…” I croaked. I felt feverish with passion and sexual need. Sweat beaded on my forehead. After clearing my throat and swallowing, I managed to say, “Is everyone ready for the next part of the lesson?”

“Sure,” said Kay, grinning broadly. “Let’s do it.”

“All right, so, I need the moms to lie back on the bed now. Stay where you are, but just lean back. That’s right, good. And, um, kids, I’m gonna have you do sort of what your moms did earlier. You know, you’ll let them have a nice close-up look at your pussies. Okay?”

Heather’s and Felicity’s eyes went very wide, but they didn’t object. Addison and Cherise just giggled. By now, those two were getting used to my outrageous requests.

“Jesus,” I heard one of the women murmur. I think it probably was Donna. She said nothing else, though, and I proceeded.

“Addison, come here.”

I took the girl by the arm and helped her onto the bed, positioning her over Kay. When I finished, the child was on her knees, straddling her mother’s face, legs spread wide, hairless pussy in full view. I did the same with Cherise, arranging her above Danielle. Then I had both of Donna’s daughters get up on the bed. I put Heather directly over her mom’s face, with Felicity just off to the side.

With everyone in place, I stepped back to admire the scene. So fucking hot. I was on the other side of the bed now, facing the girls, and I was incredibly turned on. Not wanting to hold back any longer, I brought both hands between my legs, vigorously rubbing my sex. Still, I had to continue teaching. I had to stay at least partly in control of myself and the situation.

“All right, now, you guys,” I said, “I want each of you to use your fingers and spread your pussies open, so your moms can see you. Go on, open up nice and wide for them. That’s right, yeah, beautiful.”

I heard groans from the women, heavy sighs of incestuous lust and desire. Kay and Danielle both licked their lips. Although my view was somewhat obstructed, I could tell that all three of them were masturbating as they looked at their daughters, and that was just fine. I had no problem with that. In fact, it’s what I wanted them to do.

Sliding a finger up inside my slippery wet cunt while stroking my clit with the other hand, I said to the girls, “Now start touching yourselves for them. Show your mommies how you like to play with your pussies. Yeah… oh, that’s good, rub your little clitties, put your fingers inside, let them watch you. Let them see everything.”

As the children began masturbating just above their mother’s faces, I stepped a little closer and said, in a soft voice, “Addison, I know you already came twice downstairs, but do you think you can come again?”

She glanced up at me. The nine-year-old’s cheeks were very red and she was breathing quickly. “Yeah, uh-huh, I think so.”

Then she looked back down at her mom. With her left hand, Addison held her smooth labia wide open while with the first two fingers of her right hand she teased her clit, squeezing and tickling the tiny pink bud.

“Ohhh, god yes, god yes,” sighed Kay, “do it, baby girl, play with your little pussy for me. Make yourself come for Mommy.”

Addison rubbed herself even faster. I turned to Cherise. “How about you, sweetie? Can you make yourself come for your mom?”

Cherise didn’t look up, but simply nodded to indicate she’d heard me. “Mm-hm,” was all she said. Her eyes remained locked on her mother’s face. Both hands were between her legs, holding her lips apart, lovely virgin slit glistening with moisture. With her thumbs she made sort of a scissoring motion, stimulating her clit, and I could hear the girl whimpering as her whole body trembled. It seemed clear to me that she was nearly ready to come.

Danielle ran her tongue all the way around her mouth, then said, “Fuck yeah, fuck yeah, come for me, baby!”

With Cherise right on the edge and Addison getting close too, I went to Heather. But I didn’t even have a chance to ask how she was doing. She immediately volunteered, in between gasps, “Almost — almost — almost there!” I saw that she had one finger pushed inside her vagina while the other hand flew in a blur over her clit.

“Felicity,” I said, “as soon she comes, as soon as Heather finishes, then I want you to get on top of your mom and do the same, okay?”

The younger child’s big blue eyes were wide with excitement and wonder, her cheeks aflame. She’d probably never in her life imagined doing anything like this. But she nodded quickly and eagerly, accepting my instruction, fingers moving fast between her legs.

“Do you think you can come?” I asked Felicity.

“Yeah, I can, for sure,” she said. “I want to.”

“Okay, good.”

Just as I was saying these words, Heather reached orgasm. She started grunting loudly and bent forward at the waist, supporting herself with one hand as powerful spasms tore through her body.

“Fuck! FUCK!!” roared Donna as she came too, face in a grimace, eyes tightly shut.

I heard a cry from Cherise — “Mommy!” — and I saw the girl throw her head back as she climaxed.

“Ohhh!!!” Danielle followed close behind, bringing herself to orgasm while her daughter came almost in her face.

God, it was so hot! I still had a finger inside myself and my clit was throbbing. I needed to come, very badly, but before that, I said to Felicity, “Now! Get on top of your mom now!”

It helped that Heather had already crumpled away to the side, both hands clamped between her legs. I grabbed Felicity by the arm and pulled her into position, straddling her mother’s head, smooth little pussy only inches away from Donna’s mouth.

“Rub yourself,” I told the girl. “Rub your fucking pussy! I want you to come for your mom!”

“Okay.”

It took her another minute to get there, maybe two. Felicity masturbated, small fingers moving in circles around her clit, and I masturbated as I watched.

In the meantime, Kay and Addison both reached climax, the child falling onto the bed as she finished, Kay turning to take her little girl in her arms and hold her, kissing and gently caressing. Cherise was lying with Danielle too, mother and daughter in a sweet intimate embrace.

When she opened her eyes and found Felicity spread wide for her, Donna groaned, “Oh my god — look at that beautiful pussy!”

The woman started rubbing herself again right away even though she’d come only a minute or so before. Then I noticed that Heather, evidently recovered, had pushed herself to a sitting position and was leaning over her mother’s crotch, staring closely as the woman’s juicy fingers worked between her legs. And Heather was masturbating once more as well. I wondered if she would be able to bring herself to orgasm again that quickly.

Soon I got the answer.

Felicity was huffing and puffing now above her mom, her face turning red. It looked like she must be holding her breath as her climax approached and then suddenly letting it out, gasping whenever she needed more air. This continued a short while, a repeating cycle. The girl rubbed her little clit, holding her breath and turning crimson, then gasped loudly, almost a choking sound. I wanted to ask if she was getting close, but didn’t dare interrupt as she seemed to be concentrating so hard on reaching a peak.

Then at last it happened.

This time, instead of holding her breath, Felicity made a shrill sound — “Eeeeee!” — rising quickly in pitch until it became a shriek when she finally climaxed.

And when Felicity came, so did her mother, Donna, along with her sister, Heather. All three pretty blondes exploded into orgasm at the same time, and I did too.

That one went on a very long time.

I stood by the bed, somehow managing to keep my feet as wave after wave of delicious erotic energy pulsed from my center, crashing through my body, ecstatic pleasure filling me and completing me. It felt like it might never end, and certainly I never wanted it to be over.

Eventually, of course, it did end.

I was left trembling, but very happy, drenched in perspiration, breathing heavily, fingers gooey and wet. Slowly I opened my eyes.

In front of me, Donna was on her back holding a daughter in each arm, the nude young girls curled up close to her. Danielle and Cherise lay side by side, facing one another, talking quietly.

Addison was sitting cross-legged, chattering to her mom. Kay pushed herself up just then, turning to me with a smile. “How ya doin’, Britt?”

“Oh, uh… I’m great.” My voice was still a little shaky.

Looking at the decorative clock on a small table next to the bed, I saw that it was just past 5:30. We’d spent the last two and half hours talking about sex, stripping for each other and playing with ourselves, each coming at least once, most of us two or even three times. The air in the room was heavy with the scent of feminine arousal.

“You know, I think this might be a good time to break for supper,” I said, wiping sweat from my forehead with one hand while raising the other hand to my mouth to lick my fingers and taste myself.

“Okay, sure,” said Kay. “That sounds fine. Is anyone getting hungry?”

“I am!” chirped Addison, bouncing to her feet on the bed.

Of course, I thought, shaking my head, that kid always said she was hungry, no matter what time it might be. But the others all seemed to agree that they were ready to eat too.

“Nothing fancy tonight,” Kay announced. “Just spaghetti and a green salad. It won’t take long, though. All we gotta do is cook the noodles and heat the sauce.”

“I’ll make the salad,” said Danielle, as she sat up along with Cherise.

“And I brought ice cream for dessert,” added Donna. “Three different kinds. You can each have your choice — even all three if you want!”

“Can we eat naked again?” asked Addison.

Kay chuckled. “Sure we can, that’s fine. Except I think I’ll wear an apron when I’m boiling that hot water.”

Addison hopped to the floor. “Yay! Let’s go!”

There was, however, one minor objection to all this.

As the others began sliding off the bed to go downstairs, chatting comfortably, Heather frowned and asked, “But when are we, you know, gonna have sex?”

“We already are having sex,” I told her, my eyes crinkling with delight. “Just because we haven’t been touching each other that much doesn’t mean we’re not having sex. We’re looking at each other’s bodies, talking dirty, getting turned on, watching each other have orgasms. We absolutely are all having sex together, you girls and your moms, along with me.”

Heather cocked her head again in that adorable way of hers, then said, “Oh, well, yeah. But I mean…”

“No, it’s all right. I know what you meant. And I promise that later, after dinner, we’ll be getting into a lot more fun stuff, intimate stuff, beyond just touching ourselves, okay?”

She nodded, blushing, and said, “Um, okay, good.”

Addison and the younger kids were already on their way out the door by then, followed by the three women. Heather and I brought up the rear.

Just as we got to the bottom of the stairs, with those in front of us heading for the kitchen, Heather grabbed my arm, pulling me to a stop. I looked at the girl. Her big blue eyes were shining with excitement.

“Will we do it with, you know, our moms?” she whispered. “Have sex with them?”

I smiled at her, then said quietly, “No, probably not. They told me before they don’t think we should do that, so I have to respect their wishes.”

“Oh, okay.”

Heather seemed disappointed with my answer. I was too, of course. I patted her shoulder, and kissed her lightly on the cheek, then we walked together toward the kitchen.

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