Juicy Secrets Forbidden Tales of Lesbian Love

By Cassandra Blue

{ This story was originally posted at Lesbian Lolita in February 2005 }

The book was open on Julie’s lap as she sat in the living room, but her eyes were not on the book. As a matter of fact, the last two pages she had read had not even been retained. There was a distraction, a distraction in the form of a girl, the girl she was watching for the summer. And watching she was. And it aroused her, and it disturbed her. How could she be attracted to a girl so much younger than herself? It was one thing to be attracted to girls, to have had lesbian experiences, and to have fantasies and desires, but to be seventeen and feel desire for an eleven-year-old girl, that was another.

Outside, in the bright sun, young Amanda and her friend Jenny were in their bathing suits, running back and forth, jumping over the lawn sprinkler. Julie was seated at the end of the couch, right by the window, and all she had to do was turn her head to see the two girls cavorting there in the front yard. Julie, herself, was wearing an oversized t-shirt and baggy pants. She wore glasses and her auburn hair was pulled back into a ponytail. She was fair-skinned and there was not even a hint of a tan on her creamy complexion. But Amanda, such a shapely young thing, was tanned dark, her brown hair long and wild and sun-streaked. She was the beautiful little girl that Julie, in her own mind, had never been. She was also a child, something that Julie had to keep reminding herself, for Julie herself had been robbed of her childhood fairly early on.

It would not have been so difficult for Julie to fend off these desires if Amanda had not been flirting with her so much. At least, that was the way it seemed to Julie. The flirting was subtle in nature, nothing overt, which made it all the more confusing, and Julie had to wonder if she was imagining it all.

The activity stopped in the front yard and Julie looked down at her book, went back two pages, and began to read again. But then the front door opened and Amanda came in, and she stood by the door in her bikini, smiling at her teenage sitter as she dried herself up and down. Julie tried to avert her gaze from the perfect beauty of the little girl’s body. She felt a tingle down below as she watched Amanda rub the towel between her silky smooth thighs.

“Have fun?” Julie asked her.

“Oh, yeah,” Amanda replied. “It felt so good.”

“I’ll bet. Should I make some lunch? Tuna sandwiches?”

“Sure. I’ll be out in a few minutes.”

Amanda disappeared into the back of the house. Julie went to the kitchen and found the tuna with no problem, opened a couple of cans and got out the mayo. She mixed the tuna with the mayo in a bowl and made four sandwiches, adding dill pickles to the ones intended for Amanda and putting them on a separate plate. She sat at the kitchen table and began to eat. Time passed as she waited for Amanda to join her.

“Amanda?” she called, but there was no response. She got up from the kitchen table and walked to the back of the house, approaching Amanda’s bedroom door. The door was slightly ajar, open to a small crack. “Amanda?” she asked softly. She heard a soft whimper and she pressed her fingers to the door, pushing it open. Her eyes widened there in the doorway, she felt her heart pound and she gasped.

There, sprawled out on her back, atop the beach towel on the bed, completely naked and looking up into Julie’s eyes, Amanda was openly masturbating. There was nothing subtle about this. Her legs were spread wide, tensed, the toes pointed, and her fingers were rubbing at her pussy. Unmistakable, unbelievable but unmistakable. And Julie could do nothing but stand and stare.

“Hi,” Amanda said. “I just wanted to…”

Julie backed away, closing the door and pressing against the opposing wall. She gathered herself and hurried to the bathroom. She took off her glasses, ran water in the sink and splashed her face with it. She looked up into the mirror and saw herself trembling. She dried her face, put her glasses back on, and left the bathroom. She walked past Amanda’s bedroom door and went to the living room. She sat down on the couch and curled up in the corner of it. She heard Amanda’s door open and she looked up.

The eleven-year-old was wrapped in her beach towel. She walked slowly toward Julie. She stopped a few feet in front of her and sighed.

“I’m sorry, Julie.”

“Don’t be sorry. You just should have closed your door all the way, and locked it.”

“But I wanted you to see. I thought you might… like it.”

“Why?”

“Because I heard that you like girls.”

“Where did you hear that?”

“I can’t tell you that. Is it true?”

Julie hesitated. She bit the nails on her left hand and stared down at the floor. The floor held no answers. She looked back up and saw a smile spread across the younger girl’s lips.

“Yes, it’s true. But I don’t know why you would want me to watch you… watch you…”

“Play with myself?” Amanda watched as Julie nodded and she looked down at the floor, perhaps seeking answers there herself. “Because I thought you might want to touch me. I wanted you to touch me. Me and Jenny touch each other sometimes, but she doesn’t like to touch in… you know… private places. But I thought that you…”

Amanda stepped forward, right up to the edge of the couch, and dropped the towel. Julie looked away, but the child’s gentle hand caressed her cheek and eased her face forward. Julie looked up. She could not believe what was happening.

“You’re just a little girl.”

“No. I’m a big girl.”

Julie closed her eyes, feeling Amanda’s fingers stroke her cheek, and then felt the girl take her hand and felt it being pressed against the smooth pussy mound. The fingers that had guided her hand there left it there and returned to Julie’s cheek. And Julie opened her eyes, looking up into Amanda’s blue eyes. As if guided by an unseen force, Julie’s hand began to caress the beautiful little girl’s pussy. Her fingers brushed against the hood of the clit and she felt and saw Amanda tremble.

“Do you want to go to my mom’s room?” Amanda asked softly.

She took Julie’s hand and the teenager got up and was led to the back of the house, into the big bedroom at the end of the hall, and it was there that Amanda asked her if she wanted to get undressed.

“Do you want me to?” Julie asked.

“Yes, but only if you want to.”

Julie looked down into Amanda’s face. She was so relaxed, this young girl, and her eyes had such a soft expression. There was a tender smile that made Julie feel warm inside. She did not say anything. There was nothing to say. It was a case of either undressing or not undressing. She took off her glasses and set them on the top of an old dresser. She turned to Amanda and took off her t-shirt, then her baggy pants. She slipped her arms out of the bra-straps and twisted it around, baring her large, round breasts, and unfastened the bra, allowing it to fall. Then she slipped her panties down and stepped out of them.

“Why don’t you let your hair down?” Amanda asked.

Julie reached around to the back of her head and loosened her hair from the band. She let her full auburn hair fall around her shoulders and then she stood there and let Amanda look her up and down. Julie was a big girl, shapely and filled out just right. Her skin was fair, but creamy and smooth, without a blemish.

Amanda’s expression became even more tender. She stepped right up to Julie and reached out, grasping her arms, guiding the older girl back towards the bed. Julie sat and spread her legs to accommodate Amanda, who pressed herself against the teenager.

Julie embraced Amanda’s petite body, kissing the smooth flesh of her young chest. It was then that Amanda took Julie’s face in her hands and leaned down, pressing her lips to Julie’s mouth. It was a sweet kiss, turning from timid to bold, from uncertain to passionate. And with a steadiness that betrayed her feelings about right and wrong, Julie relaxed completely.

“Make love to me,” Amanda said.

The world seemed to be spinning about them as Julie kissed the girl again, then swept her off the floor and onto the bed. She once again felt as if she was being guided by an unseen force, but it was her mouth that moved against Amanda’s mouth, then against her neck and her shoulders. They were her hands that caressed the girl, caressed her up and down and held her as Julie moved on top of the girl, her breasts falling against Amanda’s small, barely noticeable buds. She moved down, kissing those buds and sucking on the small nipples. And Amanda began to breathe heavy. The wonderful, smooth, sun-bronzed tummy felt good against her lips as she moved even further down, and she spread the shapely legs further apart as she got closer and closer to Amanda’s warmest place.

As soon as she lay eyes on the girl’s beautiful pink petals, seeing the moisture that beaded on them, Julie felt herself become very aroused, and she lowered her mouth to Amanda’s pussy with great care. She did as Amanda had said. She made love to her. With tongue and lips she explored the sweet little pussy, taking delight in every movement, every soft whimper or moan that expressed Amanda’s growing pleasure. She took her time, relishing every moment, and when she did focus directly on the girl’s clitoris, she did so gently and slowly, seeking just the right way to make it feel the best for the little girl.

She found it. Flattening her tongue against the swollen clit, she wiggled it back and forth and Amanda moaned loud, as if to say, “That’s it, right there, like that,” and Julie stayed right there, at first slow and easy, then faster and harder. Amanda’s body was moving rhythmically, her hips beginning to grind, and then she tensed, holding her breath, and Julie listened and held on, eager with anticipation. The girl exhaled, not quite there, but she put her fingers in Julie’s hair, and held her head there, and then took in another great breath. Her body tensed, then seized, and a cry emitted from her mouth as her legs came together, holding Julie’s head in a hot vice grip as her body rose off the bed. The orgasm was so intense that Julie could not believe it, and it sent chills down her spine to hear Amanda’s animal-like cries.

When finally Amanda lay back, relaxed on the bed, panting, Julie lifted up and moved up alongside the beautiful girl and smiled at her.

“Th-that was… incredible…” Amanda said breathlessly. “I’ve never had one like that.”

Julie’s own pussy was very wet and she wanted so much to touch it, but she was hesitant. This had all been directed by Amanda so far, nearly everything that had happened, and she wanted to keep it that way.

“What do you want to do now?” Julie asked, after listening to Amanda catch her breath.

“I want to make love to you.”

“To me?”

“Yes.”

Julie lay back and Amanda climbed on top of her, kissing her on the mouth, the cheek, the neck, her movements just a bit awkward, and Julie stroked her hair.

“Take it easy, sweetie,” she whispered. “Just pretend I am you, and do it just the way you would want it.”

Amanda took a breath and relaxed, and the awkwardness seemed to leave her. Her kisses and caresses were more certain, more fluid, and their warmth and moisture found their way to Julie’s breasts. It was here that Amanda stopped and looked up, painting Julie’s face with her eyes, as if to ask what to do with them. Julie placed Amanda’s hands on the full, round globes of flesh.

“Just squeeze them softly,” Julie whispered,”and then lick and suck on my nipples.”

Amanda did as she said, and it was here that the returning awkwardness actually added to the girl’s touch, giving it a gentleness that Julie had never before felt from another human being.

“Do you like my breasts?”

“Yes. They’re so big and round.”

Amanda suckled on the nipples as they got hard between her lips. Her teeth grazed them gently and the sensation was wonderful. Julie didn’t say another thing to Amanda for a long while. Amanda stayed with the breasts for a long time, admiring them with every touch, and when she moved down, kissing Julie’s tummy, her fingers remained to play with Julie’s nipples a bit longer, as if drawn to them.

When Amanda came to the small bush of reddish hair at the base of Julie’s belly, she looked up, but Julie was not looking down at her, and she just had to go by instinct. She spread the lips of the older girl’s pussy, much bigger than her own, and lowered her mouth to lick it. She knew where to lick. She knew where the clit was, and found it with her tongue. The pussy was so wet that the teenager’s juices coated the little girl’s chin.

For Julie, it did not take long. She was so aroused already that Amanda’s licking took her to the top almost immediately. She tried to hold off, but the girl’s tongue was relentless, and she came, her moans filling the room as she bucked against Amanda’s mouth, grabbing the back of the girl’s head rather roughly. When the sensations subsided, she relaxed and looked down at Amanda tenderly.

“Sorry,” she said. “It just felt so good.”

“Really?” the girl grinned from ear to ear.

“Yes. You ate my pussy just right.”

Julie took her time to relax, and when Amanda was lying beside her once again, they turned face to face, fondling and touching each other for a long time. With Amanda sucking on her nipples, Julie reached between those silky thighs and played with that sweet hairless pussy until the girl lay on her back, very aroused. And this time Julie was right there, looking into Amanda’s face when the orgasm came. The look on the girl’s face was radiant. The furrow of her eyebrows, the flush of her cheeks, the way her lips parted and formed a perfect “o” as she moaned. It was not quite as intense, but then it didn’t have to be. It was right for the moment.

After a few moments, when Julie thought they were done, Amanda stood up and reached for the lower drawer of her mother’s dresser. She opened the drawer and pulled out a box which she set on the bed and opened. Inside the box were two vibrators and a dildo. Julie smiled at Amanda and Amanda smiled back.

“Someone’s been nosy,” Julie said.

“Wanna play with them?”

The two girls lay side by side, each with a humming vibrator, and rubbed them on their pussies. They were very close together and could look into each other’s eyes as they played. Both girls grew excited, but it was Amanda, who was inexperienced with such things, that came first, gripping the vibrator between her thighs as she seized up and cried out in ecstasy. Then she lay on her side, watching Julie intently.

“Amanda?”

“Yes.”

“Wanna fuck me?”

“What?” Amanda gasped, her eyes large with surprise. “How?”

“Put that other thing inside me and pump it in and out.”

Amanda grabbed the dildo and looked at it. She grinned. “Is a dick really this big?”

“Some. Some are even bigger.”

Amanda took hold of the shaft and pointed the head at Julie’s pussy, pressing at it. Julie reached down, taking it for a moment, and guiding it into her own vagina. It was a tight fit, the dildo felt huge, but it felt good.

“Now, just slowly in and out.”

Amanda did as she was told, guiding the rubbery dong in and out of her teenage sitter’s wet pussy. Julie smiled, pressing the head of the vibrator against her clit and putting her arm around Amanda, drawing her close. Amanda began suckling on the nearest nipple as she fucked Julie with the dildo, and with Julie’s knee between her thighs, riding up against her pussy, she began to grind her hips against it.

The room filled with a rush of breeze as the girls lay breathing heavily, moving in unison as lips sucked nipple, pussy rubbed against leg, and hand guided dildo in and out. And the sweat and juices flowed and Julie’s moans grew stronger. And Amanda rested her head on Julie’s shoulder, looking up at at the older girl’s face, feeling her own pleasure mounting along with Julie’s.

“Oh, god,” Julie gasped, tightening every muscle. “Faster, go…oh,” and she exploded, crying out loud and strong as the orgasm lifted her off the bed. Amanda watched Julie’s face, glistening with sweat, contort and turn from side to side, and Amanda went over the edge right then and there, gripping Julie’s thigh between hers and wriggling, moaning with her mouth against Julie’s breast. As they came together, their bodies entwined, it did not seem to matter how old they were, who was older and who was the child, for both were feeling the same pleasure, and when it was over, they stayed that way for a time, the toys discarded but their affection remaining.

“We’d better clean up soon,” Julie said, “Your mom will be home in an hour or so.”

“Is it that late?” Amanda looked at the clock and sighed. She smiled.

“Time does pass quickly when you’re having fun. But let’s just stay here a while longer.”

Amanda leaned over Julie and they kissed.

“We should do this again real soon,” Julie said.

“Yeah,” Amanda said, “Tomorrow.”

“Tomorrow,” Julie smiled, “Yes, definitely tomorrow.”

The End