Juicy Secrets Forbidden Tales of Lesbian Love

By Amanda Lynn

— SIX WEEKS LATER —

Neve turned off Main Street and onto Acadia Court. Tall maple trees lined the streets, and the lawns were large and well manicured. The single dwelling homes were elegant and recently built, with each showing pride of ownership.

Stephanie felt confused as to why Neve had been so insistent when she dropped Brooke off to spend the day with Piper that the two of them go for a drive together. She had agreed willingly, though, as it meant some alone time with her sister, her lover.

“Where are we going?” Stephanie asked for the second time since leaving her apartment with Neve only a short time ago.

“Patience, my love. You’ll see soon,” Neve said, putting a hand on Stephanie’s bare leg and pushing it up to just under the hem of her skirt.

Stephanie put her hand on Neve’s, staying her progress. “Don’t start anything you can’t finish,” she warned with a smile.

“Or what?”

“Or I’ll make you stop this car and rape you right here,” Stephanie said, squeezing Neve’s hand.

Neve laughed. “That I would love to see,” she said, only half joking, as she winked at her sister. Neve pulled her hand away from Stephanie’s leg and turned the car onto a driveway at the bottom of the cul-de-sac.

Stephanie looked through the windshield at the large, two-car garage in front of them. To the left sat a gorgeous, single-level house. A flagstone walkway led past colorful flowerbeds and up to granite steps ending at an elegant oak door. The flowerbeds continued from the other side of the steps along the front of the house.

“What a beautiful home,” Stephanie said in awe. “Who lives here?”

Neve just smiled. “Come on,” she said as she exited the car.

Slowly, Stephanie emerged from the car, taking in the beauty of the property.

Neve took her hand and led her up the walkway to the front door. To Stephanie’s surprise, her sister found a key on her keychain and unlocked the house. Neve stepped inside, pulling Stephanie along with her.

Stephanie found herself inside a large, empty room with a vaulted ceiling. Centered on the wall to her left sat a brick fireplace, flanked on each side by large windows. Straight ahead and beyond this room was an equally large open-concept kitchen and dining room. Even though it was devoid of furnishings, the space oozed of luxury.

“What do you think so far?” Neve asked, squeezing Stephanie’s hand.

“I love it. But whose is it?”

Again, Neve ignored the question and pulled Stephanie through the dining room to a short hall that ran perpendicular to the dining room. Directly in front of them was a full bath finished with beautiful tiles and fixtures. Neve turned left down the hall into another large room.

“This is one bedroom, and there’s an identical one at the other end of the hall,” Neve said.

“Is this the master bedroom?”

“Heavens, no. This way,” Neve answered with a tilt of her head, pulling Stephanie back through the dining room and stopping in the kitchen beside a large island with a breakfast bar.

“All granite countertops and brand-new stainless-steel appliances,” Neve explained as Stephanie took in the beautifully designed kitchen. The large skylight flooded the space with diffused sunlight. She could see herself spending hours in here cooking for her and Piper.

“Come on. There’s still more,” Neve said excitedly, and steered Stephanie down another short hall.

“To your right,” Neve said pushing open a door, “is a spacious laundry room.” Pointing to the next door on the right, she said, “that door leads out into the garage.”

“And this, sweetheart,” Neve continued, moving them into the room on the left side of the hall, “is the master bedroom.”

Stephanie was speechless. The room was huge, and it too had a vaulted ceiling. Two large windows looked out onto a fenced-in backyard. As she looked around the room, she realized there were no closets. There was one other door, and from where she stood, it appeared to be an en-suite.

“Umm. Where do you hang your clothes?”

“Through there,” Neve pointed at the en-suite, smiling.

Stephanie was just as impressed with this room as she was with others as she entered. It was spacious and luxurious. Looking around, she found another door leading into a different room.

Entering, motion sensors turned on the lights, and Stephanie saw, to her amazement, a walk-in closet with a dressing table that could comfortably seat two. There were plenty of drawers and shelves for shoes and ample space to hang clothes. She sat at the dressing table and took it all in… imagining what it would be like to live in such a place, a mansion compared to her cozy little apartment.

Neve entered the room a minute later and sat beside her on the bench. She threaded an arm around her waist and pulled her close.

“So? What do you think?” Neve asked, still smiling.

“It’s freaking awesome,” Stephanie said. “But you still haven’t told me whose it is or why we’re here.”

“It’s ours,” Neve said, a broad smile on her face.

Stephanie blinked and looked at her like she had just grown a second head. Ours, what does she mean “ours”?

Neve saw the confused look on her sister’s face and chuckled. “Well, technically, it’s my house. I bought it last week. Closing date was yesterday,” Neve explained. “But I want it to be our home. I would like very much if you, me, Brooke, and Piper could live together and be a family.”

Shock was an understatement. Stephanie was blown away by what her sister was proposing. The idea of living here, in this house, her and Piper, with her sister and Brooke, was like a fairy tale coming true. She loved her sister, and she wanted to say ‘Yes’. To wake up beside Neve every morning, god, how that excited her. But she didn’t know how much longer she would have a job, if she might have to move to another town or not. She couldn’t, wouldn’t, depend on her sister to support her and Piper.

“Oh, Neve,” she said wiping tears from her face. “I wish you’d asked me before you bought this beautiful home.”

Neve pulled her into a hug. “But why, sweetheart? Don’t you like this house?”

“I do, but it’s not that,” she sniffed. “Gary sold the diner. He said he couldn’t tell me to whom until the deal was final, so I don’t know if I’ll still have a job.”

Neve chuckled, “I know. I told him not to tell you.”

Stephanie pulled away, more confused than ever. “What do you mean?”

Neve reached past her and pulled open a drawer of the dressing table, then withdrew a manila envelope. Apparently, she had planned on maneuvering me in here to lay all this on me, Stephanie thought. Neve handed her the envelope.

“What’s this?” Stephanie asked, opening it.

“That is the deed to Ruby’s Diner,” Neve said, smiling brightly.

“You bought the diner?”

“Sort of. According to the deed, we bought the diner. Half of it is yours now.”

Stephanie looked down at the document, and sure enough, she saw her name, along with Neve’s. She couldn’t believe this. Neve bought her half the diner? As much as she loved her for her generosity, she couldn’t let her do that.

“Neve, no. I can’t possibly accept this. It’s too much.”

Neve chuckled again, “You’re right. It’s not free.” She paused for a moment. “Here’s the deal. You run the diner with respect to serving the customers, hiring and firing of staff, making the menu, that sort of stuff, and I’ll take care of the payroll, paying the bills, and the rest of the logistics.”

Stephanie was feeling very excited at the prospect. “Okay, I can do that. But I  still can’t take ownership of half the diner for nothing.”

“I figured you’d say that, so I’ll take a little off your share of the profits every month as recompense until we’re even. Okay?”

Stephanie sat quietly. Not believing what she was hearing. This really was a fairy tale, and she kept waiting to wake up.

“Neve, I don’t know what to say,” Stephanie said, as she shed tears of joy.

“You don’t need to say anything, other than yes to moving in here and accepting your half of the diner.” Neve brushed the tears from her sister’s cheeks.

“What about your job? You’ll be farther from your office.”

Neve smiled and took Stephanie’s hand. “Eighty percent of my job is done from home anyway. I only go into the office once or twice a week for an hour or so. The rest of the time I’m on the road, so moving to a different town is irrelevant,” Neve explained, then kissed Stephanie on the cheek. “And, before you ask, yes, I can handle the extra workload.”

Stephanie pulled her sister into a tight embrace and just held her, thinking about everything that Neve had done, this beautiful house, buying the diner. The only thing that could make this better was if Neve were to propose to her.

She was just being silly of course. There probably wasn’t a country in the world that would allow siblings to marry. But it was a nice thought just the same. She rubbed her sister’s back, then moved to capture Neve’s mouth with hers. Stephanie kissed her deeply for several moments.

“Can I take that as a “Yes” then?” Neve asked, when they broke the kiss.

Stephanie nodded, smiling and giggling as she wiped away fresh tears.

“Good. I’m glad,” Neve said, wiping away her own tears. “Now, I think this calls for a celebratory drink.” And with that, she took Stephanie’s hand and walked with her back to the kitchen.

Neve opened a cupboard, and Stephanie saw two small wine glasses and nothing else inside. Neve took the glasses and set them on the scrumptious countertop. When Neve opened the fridge, it too was empty, except for a small bottle of champagne.

“I’m going to love cooking in this kitchen,” Stephanie said, as Neve poured some of the bubbling liquid into the glasses.

“Amazing, isn’t it?” Neve handed her a glass.

Stephanie nodded and took the glass.

“To new beginnings,” Neve toasted, and they clinked their glasses together.

“New beginnings,” Stephanie repeated and took a swallow. She wandered into the dining room and over to the sliding glass patio doors. Looking out, she saw a spacious patio with a gazebo and big in-ground pool. Stephanie noted that the fence that encompassed the large backyard obscured the view of the neighbors. So, if they were to have some naughty fun outside, no one would know.

Stephanie felt Neve’s arms wrap around her waist and a soft kiss on her neck. She sighed contently and closed her eyes, enjoying the warmth and closeness of her sister’s embrace. “I love you, Neve,” she whispered.

“And I you.”

They stood there in silence for several moments, gently swaying back and forth, enjoying each other.

“Do you think we could get a dog?” Stephanie asked softly.

“A dog? Yeah, I guess so,” Neve chuckled, a bit surprised by the question.

“Piper would like one. We couldn’t have one in the apartment.”

“I think Brooke would like that too,” Neve said, giving Stephanie a squeeze.

Stephanie released herself from Neve and led her back to the kitchen. Putting her glass on the counter by the one Neve had put down earlier, she turned and brought her mouth to Neve’s. She brushed her lips against her sister’s and nipped at her lower lip. Stephanie maneuvered her backward until the island stopped her.

Kissing Neve’s neck, Stephanie unfastened her sister’s slacks and pulled down the zipper. With a fluid motion, she pushed her hand inside and cupped Neve’s sex. Neve moaned, looking wide-eyed at Stephanie.

“What are you doing?” Neve said, huskily.

“Christening my kitchen,” Stephanie said, with a grin.

“I see…”

Stephanie silenced Neve’s words as she captured her lips in a kiss. Her tongue pushed past, making sweeping and swirling motions. Stephanie’s hand moved inside Neve’s pants, caressing and probing, teasing her.

Stephanie withdrew her hand and broke the kiss.

Neve whined in protest.

Taking a step back, Stephanie turned her sister around to face the island. Stephanie leaned her body against Neve, squeezing the cheeks of her ass as she placed wet kisses on her neck.

Moving her hands up to Neve’s waistband, Stephanie slipped both hands inside her slacks and pushed them and her panties down to the floor. Stephanie knelt, pulled off Neve’s shoes, then helped her step out of the clothes that had pooled at her feet. Standing, she leaned against Neve again and wrapped her arms around, gripped her sister’s breasts, fondling them. Stephanie played with them through the silk blouse while nibbling on Neve’s ear.

“Steph,” Neve whispered, with a moan.

“Bend over, lean on the counter,” Stephanie instructed, as she moved her hands to Neve’s shoulders and gently pushed her down. Neve obeyed and lay her upper body across the smooth granite of the island’s countertop.

“Good girl,” Stephanie said, standing to Neve’s side and placing a hand on a fleshy globe. “Spread your legs.”

Neve complied, trying to look back at her sister.

“Such a cute ass,” Stephanie said, rubbing the soft skin of each round globe. Without warning, she gave each one a quick, playful slap.

Neve winced and yelped. “Ow! Steph!” she whimpered.

“Poor baby,” Stephanie cooed. “Let me kiss it better.”

She bent over to softly kiss each red handprint, flicking her tongue across the skin.

“Better?” Stephanie asked, standing.

“Uh-huh,” Neve replied.

Putting her hand back on Neve’s butt, Stephanie pushed it into the cleft and found her sister’s anus with a fingertip. She teased it with her index finger, rubbing circles and pushing against the tight muscle.

Moving her hand down a bit further, she discovered the already wet entrance of Neve’s pussy. As with her anus, Stephanie played at the edge, circling it, listening to the increase in the rhythm of Neve’s breathing.

Her sister’s hips moved slightly, and she breathed a soft moan. Stephanie dipped a finger in slowly, feeling the smoothness and wet heat of her walls. She pushed the finger deeper and held it there.

Neve twitched, pushing back onto the penetrating digit. She twisted to look back at her sister. “Damn, Steph. That feels good.”

Stephanie giggled. “Glad you’re enjoying it.” She pulled her finger from the slippery pussy, then pushed back in with two. Sliding and twisting her fingers slowly, she reached around with her other hand and teased her sister’s clit.

Neve whimpered softly as Stephanie stimulated her sex, gradually increasing the tempo of her thrusts and strokes. Stephanie could feel Neve’s body shudder each time she brushed a finger over her swollen clit.

For several minutes she continued to torment Neve’s now very wet pussy.

Neve responded with twitches, moans, and soft curses.

Withdrawing her fingers, Stephanie moved behind her sister and knelt on the floor, squeezing Neve’s butt. She smiled at the sight of the pussy in front of her. It was glistening with the abundance of juices that Stephanie had spread all over.

“You’re so wet, baby,” Stephanie cooed.

She buried her face in Neve’s sex from behind, licking at her entrance. Her sister’s strong scent filled her nostrils, and her sweet wetness coated her tongue. Stephanie licked and sucked and fucked Neve with her tongue. Spreading Neve’s cheeks, Stephanie moved to her anus, swirling, and probing it.

“Jesus, Steph, you’re gonna make me come,” Neve said, breathlessly.

Pushing a wet finger deep into Neve’s ass, she fucked her with it. With her other hand, she found her sister’s swollen clit and rubbed it vigorously. Neve bucked and twitched as Stephanie played with her.

“That’s it, baby. Come for me,” Stephanie purred.

Stephanie could feel Neve quiver, the muscles of her ass tightening around her finger. The spasms of a powerful orgasm shook Neve’s body, and she cried out at her release.

Pulling her finger free, Stephanie stood then leaned over and kissed her sister’s cheek. “How was that?” she asked, brushing the hair back behind Neve’s ear.

“Absolutely wonderful,” Neve said with a grin.

She stood up, pulling Stephanie into a passionate kiss. Their mouths moved together and tongues entwined. Neve reached down below the hem of Stephanie’s skirt, bringing her hands underneath to cup her ass. In return, Stephanie grabbed at Neve’s already bare bottom, squeezing her cheeks.

Breaking from the kiss and her sister’s embrace, Stephanie stooped to pick up Neve’s slacks. “Get up on the counter,” she instructed, folding the garment into a small square.

Neve gave her an almost knowing look as she hoisted herself up onto the counter. She gave a surprised gasp and giggled when the cool granite touched the naked flesh of her butt.

“On your back, baby,” Stephanie said, placing the slacks, now a makeshift pillow, on the counter.

Reclining on the counter, Neve placed her head on the slacks and watched Stephanie as she undid her skirt and let it fall to the floor.

Not taking her eyes off Neve, Stephanie pushed her panties over her hips, letting them drop to the floor.

Neve was smiling at her with a mischievous smirk, only stopping to lick her lips.

Stephanie was full of excitement as she moved to the counter, bending to kiss her sister again. She could smell the scent of Neve’s perfume and her arousal. Stephanie’s lips hovered above her sister’s, barely touching them.

“I love you so much,” she said into Neve’s mouth.

Neve twitched as her Stephanie’s warm breath tickled her lips. “I love you too, little sister.”

Stephanie kissed her deeply. Pushing a hand through damp curls, she teased Neve’s clit for only a moment. Then she pulled herself up onto the counter and straddled Neve. Adjusting her position, she lowered her pussy towards Neve’s mouth.

Neve caught Stephanie’s hips and pulled her down, guiding the glistening pussy to her mouth.

Stephanie drew a sharp gasp of air at the contact. She softly moaned as a tongue probed her labia, and began caressing her breasts, pinching at her nipples through her shirt. No, this wouldn’t do. Quickly she unbuttoned the shirt and pushed her bra up off her breasts. Yes, much better, she thought, twisting the stiff nipples between her fingers.

Electricity flashed from her clit, and Stephanie rolled her hips in response. Neve held her hips tight, twisting and swirling and flicking her tongue.

Stephanie groaned. She tangled the fingers of one hand in Neve’s hair. “Fuck, Neve, you do that so well,” she huffed.

Neve chuckled and pushed a stiffened tongue into her entrance.

Stephanie shuddered. A wave of delightful pleasure raced through her. She pushed harder against her sister’s mouth and chin as she rocked her pelvis.

Neve made pleasant noises beneath her, the vibrations of which only amplified the sensations firing from Stephanie’s sensitive clit.

Deep inside her, Stephanie could feel that familiar pressure building, growing toward a powerful orgasm. The sounds of their lovemaking echoed throughout the empty house, making their passion that much more erotic.

“Yes, right there, Neve. Don’t stop,” Stephanie groaned when Neve pulled her swollen clit into her mouth.

Stephanie’s movements became more urgent. She rocked harder and faster until the pressure inside her core peaked. Then she stopped moving and shuddered with such intense pleasure that it threatened to knock her from her perch on the counter.

Neve held her sister’s hips tightly as she rode the pleasurable waves of her orgasm. The juices she didn’t catch coated her lips, cheeks, and chin.

Stephanie soon returned from her nirvana. The muscles in her legs protested as she tried to move off her sister’s face.

“That was terrific, sis. But the next time I want to do this, reminded me to use more padding,” she said, both wincing and giggling at the pain.

“You’re the one who wanted to do it on solid granite,” Neve said with a chuckle.

Slowly Stephanie managed to stretch out and lay partially on top of her sister. Tasting herself, Stephanie kissed Neve and licked the juices from her chin.

“I’ll need to buy you presents more often if this is the kind of thank–you I’m going to get,” Neve chuckled, as she wrapped her arms around Stephanie.

Stephanie laughed. “You don’t need to buy me presents. I’ll have sex with you anytime, anywhere.”

“That sounds perfect,” Neve said, kissing her cheek. “What do you think Piper will say when you tell her about everything?”

“She’ll be excited, I’m sure. Especially if there’s a dog in her future,” Stephanie replied.

“Another nice thing about this house is that it’s only a short walk away if Amber wants to come over and… ahem, play,” Neve said with a wink.

Stephanie smiled at the connotation. “Right, I never thought about that. She’d be heartbroken if we moved too far away.”

The two sisters lay silent in each other’s arms for several more minutes, until their bodies began to protest from the discomfort of the countertop’s unyielding firmness.

“We should get going,” Neve said.

“Okay,” Stephanie nodded. Giving Neve another quick kiss, she rolled away and eased herself off the edge of the counter. They both found their clothes, dressed, and headed out the door.

 

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Piper opened the patio door of their new home, and three-month-old Misty came bounding into the house. Claws clattered over the laminate floor as she tried to gain traction. Regaining her footing, she made an enthusiastic charge for the sofa.

“Misty, no!” Piper yelled, but her command came too late to do any good.

The rambunctious yellow Labrador pup leaped up at Stephanie, who was sitting at the end of the sofa reading a book, her legs tucked under her. Stephanie gave a startled shriek as 25 pounds of playful energy landed square in her lap, sending the book flying.

She grabbed at the dog’s shoulders. Misty had decided that Stephanie’s face needed a thorough cleaning and had begun to lick her with purpose. Stephanie spluttered, trying to avoid the slobbering canine’s large tongue. She’d already had the misfortune of being frenched by Misty once and didn’t relish a repeat performance.

“Okay, okay. I see you,” Stephanie said with a laugh as she held off the animal.

Misty, still full of energy, jumped around on the sofa and gave Piper a big lick on the cheek when she sat down beside Stephanie. Piper grabbed hold of Misty and held the squirming dog in her arms.

“Sorry, Mom. Didn’t mean for her to jump up on you like that,” Piper said with a grin.

“It’s okay, sweetie. She’s still a puppy,” Stephanie said, and gave Piper a kiss on the side of her head.

It had been almost a year since Stephanie, Neve, and the girls had moved into their new house. At first, they’d all found it a bit strange to have two other people around all the time — even if it was their own blood — but they quickly became accustomed to each other’s presence and felt the absence of anyone who was away.

Explaining this new living arrangement to their parents had been tricky. They made up a story about it being good financial sense for them to share the expense of a house and its bills along with that of raising two young girls.

Neve and the girls had done most of the talking during that visit, while Stephanie just hung back and watched. She was polite and wore her practiced smile, the one usually reserved for customers at the diner. The girls excitedly gave their grandparents a tour of the house, including the large bedroom with queen-size bed and bunk above it that they shared. Of course, they didn’t tell their grandparents that they both slept together in the big queen bed on most nights. Stephanie had made up the spare bedroom to look like it was her room for such an occasion as this, just in case visitors had gotten any ideas of the sisters’ sleeping arrangements.

Misty finally settled and hopped off the sofa. She grabbed a chew toy and flopped down on her bed by the fireplace to gnaw happily on it. Stephanie smiled at the dog. It felt good to know how happy it made Piper to have a pet. She wrapped an arm around her daughter and pulled her in close.

“I love you, Piper,” she said, kissing her head and resting a cheek upon it.

“I love you too, Mommy,” the child answered. She knew that using the word ‘Mommy’ always excited her mother, especially if she said it with an innocent little-girl voice, which of course she just had.

Piper moved and straddled her mother’s lap, facing her. She smiled sweetly at Stephanie, then looked down at her chest, studying the bumps that were growing beneath her mother’s blouse.

“You know,” she paused briefly, tracing the outline of an erect nipple with her finger, “Auntie Neve and Brooke won’t be home for a couple of hours.”

Stephanie drew a breath and lifted Piper’s chin. After admiring the girl’s twinkling eyes for a moment, she leaned in and kissed her softly, then ran a finger along the edges of her lips, admiring the beauty of her features, her big brown eyes and thin lips, the line of her jaw to the shape of her nose, the way her hair hung over her shoulders. She had committed every inch of her daughter’s appearance to memory… but now she had something new to memorize.

Small but distinguishable bumps were beginning to form on Piper’s chest. Piper was very proud of her new boobs, as she called them. Stephanie kissed Piper again, then gently guided her off her lap. She stood and took Piper’s hand and led her to the bedroom.

Stephanie lay on the bed and let Piper work at the button of her jeans. She looked up at the ceiling, her and Neve’s ceiling. She didn’t look at this ceiling worrying about things any more. She looked at the ceiling thinking how happy she was.

She thought about how wonderful the last year had been, how she was able to share a special bond with her daughter. Of becoming closer to her sister again, and rekindling the intimacy that they had once shared in their youth. Of moving in with Neve and Brooke and becoming a family unit. Then there was sweet Amber, who spent a lot more time here than she did at home. And not just as a sexual plaything, but as a loving, and loved, part of the family.

And of course, there was Ruby’s Diner. The diner her fantastic, loving, sexy sister had bought for her. She loved running it and had kept the name. It just didn’t seem right to change it. She had laughed when she realized that her monthly ‘recompense’ to Neve was only a single dollar. They figured that at that rate it would take about five thousand years to pay back.

Stephanie drew a sharp breath when a pair of soft lips kissed her clit. She looked down her body and saw that Piper had relieved her of her jeans and panties while she was daydreaming. Amazing little girl, Stephanie thought.

She lay back and closed her eyes, pushing all thoughts from her head, and just enjoyed her daughter’s talents, thankful to be Piper’s Mom.

THE END