Juicy Secrets Forbidden Tales of Lesbian Love

By: J. R. Hartley

By the time Claire could next arrange a baby-sitter for Jessica, another week had passed. She had to phone a few people but eventually found a friend who could look after her daughter for the night. Jess was hugely excited and talked constantly during the week about going out to the cinema without her mum – she was becoming a big girl now – and while Claire had tried to match her daughter’s excitement in her presence, her mind was elsewhere.

After dropping Jess off she drove back home to park her car and called a taxi to take her to Leia’s. She’d already packed an overnight bag, complete with a couple of bottles of wine, and waited patiently by the window for its arrival, deciding to text Leia while waiting.

“Hey Leia, just waiting for the taxi – do I need to bring anything?” SEND.

A couple of minutes passed and her phone buzzed just as she saw a car pull into view.

“No, just yourself,” it said.

Claire locked up and set the alarm on the house before jumping into the cab and giving the address. She ran through a mental checklist of everything she thought she might need to make sure that she’d brought it with her. She’d spent a long time considering what to wear that evening and what nightclothes to wear, too. If all went to plan, she hoped that she and Leia would continue enjoying in each other’s company and there was a chance she might end up in her friend’s bed.

She’d chosen a pair of tight, black jeans and black t-shirt with a plunging neckline for the day. It wasn’t particularly slutty but she knew she looked good in it, the coloring showing off her skin tone and her blonde hair. For the nightwear it was a sheer, wine-red night dress if she got lucky and some warm PJ’s in case she didn’t.

The whole ‘Molly’ aspect was an incredible turn on for Claire, and she’d thought about that kiss she’d watched all week. She had that erotic image safely locked away in her mind for her future, special alone time–those nights when she wanted to “give herself a hand,” one of her favorite fun phrases for masturbating–but tonight it was all about Leia. They’d got on really well after last weekend and had spent a few hours on both the phone and on webcam just talking and laughing during the week.

Claire was quite intrigued to watch Leia smoke a cigarette on camera after the girls had gone to bed. It was definitely not a fetish thing for her and most of the time smoking really turned her off, but the way Leia did it, there was a little tingle inside her every time she took it to her lips and breathed smoke out. At one point Claire giggled, remarking that Leia was her own personal smoke machine just like shows on TV when they want to add “atmosphere.”

Leia blushed and was about to put it out when Claire begged her not to. Claire added in a quiet voice, “I like it.”

Leia wriggled slightly on her chair, smiling broadly. “If you insist….”

The taxi finally pulled up at Leia’s, and Claire paid the driver before hauling her small, heavy bag from the seat next to her. Leia was at the door to welcome her and accompany her straight through the house into the kitchen. Claire put her bag on the counter top and unzipped the main compartment, pulling out two bottles of red wine.

“Oooh, nice–I haven’t had a Merlot for a while,” said Leia as she picked up one and read the label. “That’ll be lovely, thanks Claire. Shall we open one now and let it breathe?”

Leia turned to a nearby drawer and pulled out a professional style corkscrew, pulling out the knife to slice off the foil-shrunken topper before diving into the cork itself.

Claire asked where Molly was and Leia mentioned she was in her room playing on some PS4 games, interrupting her own conversation with a loud “POP” as the cork was released. “There we go” she said, smiling and placing the bottle down on the counter.

“Now, next things next,” said Leia with a smile, stepping straight into Claire’s personal space. She pressed her body against Claire’s then reached up to cup her jaw and gently pull her head towards her. A long, lingering, but relatively chaste kiss was exchanged between the two women.

“Mmmm, now, isn’t that better?” said Leia with a charged look in her eyes. “I’m really happy to have you here, Claire, and I thought the longer we go without me kissing you, the more nervous we’d both get.”

Claire grinned. “You know me so well already,” she replied before leaning in and kissing Leia again. It was a little longer this time and made them both smile widely.

The women made themselves comfortable in the dining room and were soon relaxing, deep into the first bottle of wine. Molly made an appearance before too long, having heard the giggles. She hung around for a while making small talk with Claire while Leia cooked a pasta ragu supper for them all.

They ate lazily and even allowed Molly a very small sip of wine with their meal as a special treat, her first time. The women laughed as the little girl made a face and ran to the kitchen for an emergency glass of juice to take the taste away. Molly returned to the table and laughed with them, promising she was never ever going to drink wine again.

After dinner, Leia allowed Molly to skip her normal chores of loading the dishwasher and instead let her have another half an hour on the console before getting ready for bed.

After she’d left, the two women sat in the dining room and continued talking and drinking for a few more hours, barely noticing the sound of running water from Molly brushing her teeth upstairs. They were putting the world to rights and flirting with each other as if it was a proper date when it struck Claire that that’s exactly what this was. A date. And she was really enjoying it. The more time she spent with Leia, the more she liked her, and it wasn’t just the wine that was giving her a very contented feeling. She knew herself; she was already falling for Leia.

They exchanged stories about previous relationships and the fathers. Claire had already mentioned about the all-to-quick nature of her marriage, but Leia had an altogether different story. Hers was a drunken night where she’d actually had sex with three different guys at the same time.

She’d had a couple of threesomes previously within a group of friends, but most of the time there were at least two girls involved. She wanted to try a threesome with two guys but none of the friends she knew were up for it, so she asked two guys she sort of knew. One was a bit of a dickhead and the other was about to go travelling, but they were both good looking and both up for it. When the night came, as it happened a third guy turned up. Since they were all mid-coitus at that point, she didn’t mind him joining in either.

She’d thought that they’d been responsible and used protection but Molly was the proof that it hadn’t exactly been successful. After getting that little fantasy out of her system, she’d never really fancied a similar scenario again, not least because although she was grateful for Molly. She could easily have been given an STD that night as well.

The second bottle of wine somehow vanished and Leia persuaded Claire to have another drink. There was no more wine in the house, so the two giggling women decided on a glass of brandy each. “This feels really decadent,” said Claire as Leia searched her cupboard for the right glasses. “It’s like we’re in some old gentlemen’s club. We should be sitting round in leather armchairs with cigars as well, you realize,” she said, laughing at the image.

Leia brought out the big brandy snifters and placed them on the counter top. “Will you look at the size of those big balls!” she said, causing them both to laugh again.

Leia crossed the kitchen and pulled out an open bottle of brandy she kept in a cupboard and poured a bit in each glass. Leia asked permission to light another cigarette here in the kitchen and Claire smiled back, saying, “Of course.” She got a little bit of a kick that even after all that alcohol, Leia was still being so considerate.

The cigarette duly lit, Leia took a long drag then held it in for a few moments before slowly releasing it as the nicotine hit took effect. She smiled and picked up the glass again before turning to Claire.

“I can’t tell you how much I’ve enjoyed this evening, Claire. Thank you for making it so much fun.” Leia held her glass out ready to be clinked again.

“The pleasure is all mine, Leia. Thank you for inviting me over and for not minding me gazing at you too much.”

“Are you kidding? I fucking loved it. It’s another reason I’ve very much enjoyed the evening so far.”

“Well, cheers to that then,” replied Claire, giving a small flick of her glass to clink the glasses together. Claire had always been a little clumsy and the alcohol didn’t help, but the flick was a little too hard. Her balloon glass cracked and a large shard fell into the amber liquid.

“Oh shit!” Claire said in a high pitched voice, jumping back a little before pausing and looking at Leia. They both broke out into fits of giggles. A few minutes later with the brandy poured away and the broken glass in the bin, Leia held hers out for Claire.

The blonde gratefully stepped closer in to Leia and took the glass, taking a small swig and allowing the flavor to run over her tongue, smiling happily as she returned the brandy. Leia took the glass back and gazed into Claire’s eyes, taking a sip without breaking eye contact. She placed the balloon back down and after taking a second to enjoy the sting in her mouth from the brandy, she very subtly licked her lips.

Both smiled wordlessly as they leaned in to kiss each other, allowing their hands to roam over each other’s curves. Both made small mewing noises as their soft lips met. A few minutes later Leia held Claire’s face in her hands. “We’re in the kitchen again. I think we should see if this thing works in a completely different room. How about… upstairs?” she said, smiling.

Claire was all too ready, and after quickly helping Leia clear away and lock up the house, they made their way upstairs with Claire’s overnight bag in hand. Please no PJ’s, please no PJ’s, Claire thought as they reached the landing.

Leia showed off her bedroom and asked if Claire minded sleeping on the left hand side before suggesting Claire went first in the bathroom. After brushing her teeth and her hair and using the toilet, Claire dipped into her bag for her nightwear. The PJ’s were uppermost in the bag and she broke out into a big grin whilst looking at them. She flipped her middle finger and stuck out her tongue at the PJ’s then reached below them.

A little while later, Claire returned in her little red nightie and opened Leia’s bedroom door quietly. She was sitting primly on the bed in a short, copper-brown nightdress of her own. She was studiously brushing her jet black hair, having already quickly touched up her make-up. She looked a little like Salma Hayek and genuinely took Claire’s breath away. Before she could recover, Leia spotted Claire, smiled, and then darted past her saying, “I need a wee!” quietly so as not to wake Molly.

A few minutes later, Leia returned from the bathroom and closed the door behind her. Claire had been looking at some photographs on Leia’s dressing room table and smelling the various scent bottles she found there, taking it all in. The two women smiled at each other for a moment with anticipation crackling the air.

“It’s getting chilly,” said Leia as she walked around to her preferred side of the bed before pulling back the covers and getting in. Claire noticed the sheets must have a high thread count as they felt almost silken against her skin, and she stretched out, luxuriating against them. In moments, her leg was gently pressed against Leia’s and a hand was touching her stomach.

Claire smiled at Leia. “I want you.”

Leia grinned and moved closer in the bed, her body pressed against Claire’s as her mouth closed in for a kiss. Claire could taste their mint-fresh breath as their lips met. She arched her back to push her chest against Leia’s roaming hand and moaned as those fingers found her nipple.

The women were getting more into it now, and their hips were both moving in the bed, in part to rub against the other but also changing the pressure point between their own thighs.

“Claire,” breathed Leia as she moved to partially lie on top of her friend. “I really like you.”

Claire kissed her friend deeply, only managing to break long enough to say, “I really like you too” before their lips met again. Claire could feel Leia’s nipples against her own, the two layers of silky nightdresses between them feeling luscious against her skin.

Leia’s hand stretched downwards now and found the hem of the red nightdress, slowly lifting it up Claire’s body and revealing her toned skin. At first Claire tried to help Leia by moving from side to side, freeing up the various bits of the nightdress that her body had temporarily pinned down, but it proved a little more difficult than they expected. Both women had the same idea at the same time, grinning at each other wordlessly. They sat up in bed and peeled off their nightwear before both naked women fell back into each other’s arms and the embrace of the silken sheets.

It was Claire’s turn to be the dominant one and she leaned across the bed, kissing down Leia’s neck until her mouth found Leia’s bullet-like nipple. Claire sucked on the breast and allowed her hands to wander again.

She stopped sucking for a moment to look up at Leia. “Seems I’m not the only one with a shaven pussy,” she said, smiling as she continued to play with her friend’s breast. Claire’s fingers found Leia’s clit and using the abundant wetness she found there as a lubricant, she started to caress it.

“Oh…my…fucking….jeeeeeee!” moaned Leia, a little louder than Claire was expecting as her friend writhed in the bed. Leia’s thighs had opened wider and Claire alternated between her clit and pushing a finger or two inside her. Leia was getting really close to coming already; Claire could tell by the change in her breathing patterns that she wouldn’t be long. Claire’s arm started to ache but she kept up fingering her friend, focusing less and less on the clit and instead sucking on Leia’s breast.

“You’re so fucking hot, Leia,” she whispered as her hand moved between her thighs. “You make me so damned horny, my cunt is dripping.”

Claire timed it perfectly and with two fingers pressed deep into her friend’s slit, she reached out with her thumb on Leia’s clit and set off her orgasm. Claire felt Leia clamping down on her fingers and studiously kept away from stimulating her clit again in case she found it too painful.

Leia came hard and tried to stifle the sound of her moans, at one point grabbing a pillow and putting it over her own face, which only caused her to giggle as she caught her breath.

“Oh Claire, wow,” she signed contentedly, prompting a big proud smile from her lover. Before Leia could say anything else, though, Claire was wriggling down the bed, kissing her skin all over until she could gently pry Leia’s thighs apart once more. Even though she’d just come, Leia’s excitement was already back up to the same levels, as her friend’s tongue delved inside her body.

Claire looked up at Leia and saw the sultry brunette watching her over those magnificent, enviable, delicious breasts. She gently licked along Leia’s pussy lips, gradually working from outside to in and tasting every bit of evidence of her friend’s recent orgasm. Leia groaned again as Claire’s tongue dipped inside her, almost as if cleaning her.

Claire pushed her tongue in as deep as she could, relishing the fact that her face was now covered with cunt juice. Using her elbows to prop herself up, Claire slipped her hands underneath Leia’s thighs and held the top of her legs just by her hips in a sort of bondage of Leia’s pelvis. The action saved Claire a sore nose when her tongue found Leia’s clit and her friend bucked immediately.

Within minutes, she had come again, but over Claire’s tongue this time. The two women went back and forth like that for what seemed like hours–Leia feasting on Claire’s pussy and vice versa, sometimes both together. Leia especially liked it when–without being asked–Claire’s long tongue strokes dropped lower and lower. Claire knew exactly what she wanted to do but took her time, giving Leia plenty of opportunity to change things if she so wished. Quite the opposite, Claire soon realized that she was being very much encouraged. Leia lifted her legs off the bed and her knees bent up near her chest, spreading herself totally, entirely vulnerable.

Claire’s tongue found Leia’s sexy little arsehole and after licking and lapping over it for a little while, soon found herself pushing her tongue inside as deep as she could. Her fingers strummed over her friend’s clit at the same time, and before she knew it, Leia again came strongly. The physical exertion began to take its toll; her whole body started to feel tired and sore, but she knew Claire wanted one more and she wasn’t going to disappoint her.

She pulled Claire up from between her thighs and moved her back to her side of the bed. Leia’s fingers found Claire’s clit immediately and she set to work building one last orgasm. She knew Claire loved dirty talk so she had one more trick for the evening.

“You’ve just been licking my arsehole you nasty slut,” she said quietly, causing Claire to smile. Leia leaned in and kissed her hard again, whispering, “Mmm, I can taste my arse on your tongue you bad girl.” Claire’s stomach clenched immediately. “You nasty little arse-licking whore,” hissed Leia. “Licking my dirty little shit hole you nasty bitch.”

That was all that was needed to summon the final orgasm of the night.

The two women laid together, panting, not talking and just reveling in the soreness of their bodies caused by the previous few hours of lovemaking. Leia’s hand found Claire’s somewhere in the bedclothes, and they squeezed each other’s fingers, gently looking at each other.

“Wow, Leia. I don’t think I’ve ever…” her sex-addled mind not allowing her to finish the sentence.

“Me neither,” said Leia, grinning. “That was amazing.”

A pause drifted across them.

“Thank you Claire,” she said. Claire looked at her friend, not understanding Leia’s meaning. “Tonight was really special for me. After last week, you knew that I was…. naughty. You knew that I play with my little Molly. I knew you would like to play with her. You saw us kissing on that video we recorded for you, and I worried a little when you were coming over here it might be all about–that.”

“Oh no, not at all,” said Claire, reassuring her friend. “Don’t get me wrong, last weekend was…something else. But tonight I was all yours. This time we’ve spent together is special. I’m really starting to like you, Leia.”

“The feeling’s very definitely mutual.”

They looked at each other a little while longer and made whispered small talk while stroking each other before finally turning off the light and snuggling down together.

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The next morning, Claire opened her eyes slowly, remembering the previous night with immense satisfaction and fondness. Leia was already out of bed, and she’d somehow made herself look amazing. A big, sunny smile crossed her face, and she leaned in to kiss Claire’s cheek. “Good morning beautiful,” said Leia, smiling.

“Hey,” said Claire in return, yawning and rubbing her eyes. “What time is it?”

“A little after 8. Last night was amazing. Thank you again, Claire. That meant so much to me. I slept so well!”

“Me too.”

“Would you like your surprise now?” said Leia, running her fingers across Claire’s naked body.

“Surprise?” she asked, smiling.

“Molly?” Leia called into the other bedroom. Claire wasn’t sure what was going on and was instinctively embarrassed to be seen this way, especially naked, so she re-arranged the covers to hide herself as best she could.

The door opened and nine-year-old Molly peeked around the door.

“Finally, she’s up!” she said, giggling and making both the women laugh, too. “Can I, Mummy?” she said, looking at Leia.

Claire turned to face Leia as well, still unsure of what was going on. She caught Leia’s sexy, little smile as she nodded to her daughter and resumed playing with Claire’s nipples.

Molly saw Claire’s body stiffen at the soft touch of Leia’s fingers against her breast and smiled her beautiful little smile up at her mother’s friend. “Don’t be embarrassed, Claire! We’re all girls here,” Leia said as she peeled back the covers over Claire’s legs.

Molly clambered up on the bed and her gaze switched between Claire’s face and her pussy. Without another word, Molly crawled forward then laid down on the bed between Claire’s legs. A quick glance up and then she bent her head to lick.

Claire was nearly numb with shock; Leia was gently stroking and kissing her and Molly, this precocious and beautiful little nine-year-old girl, was sucking on her cunt.

Leia leaned in close to Claire’s ear.

“She’s licking you, Claire. Look at her pretty little face in your pussy. My little girl is eating you. Do you like that?”

Claire’s pussy was already bubbling up, and her erotic feelings were only heightened by Leia’s filthy talk.

“My little, underage slut is licking you, Claire. You like that, honey? You like having my nine-year-old girl eating your cunt? She’s only nine, and she’s licking your cunt, Claire. My little girl. My daughter. My underage daughter is eating your pussy just like her mother did all last night.”

“OOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!” groaned Claire as she came hard all over the little girl’s face.

Continue to Chapter 3!

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by Purple Les

We were all in Jean’s basement, six, seven, eight, nine, ten, sixteen and eighteen year-old-daughters. There were also seven grownup women. All of us were bare naked. Well, except for Mary, who was wearing her eyeglasses. After watching the Moms and guest Moms undress each girl we were all pretty horny.

My mom had her hand on my shoulder as we walked to the other side of the finished basement. We were surrounded by nude girls and women. Kay and Amy Collins stood on either side of me and Mom.

“Katy,” Amy said, “Would you let me and my mom take turns licking your pussy?”

I looked at my mom who smiled at me and said, “It’s up to you.”

I looked at my teacher, Mrs Collins, and her eighteen-year-old daughter and said, without too many giggles, “Yeah. I’d like that. Except you have to let me lick both of yours too. Okay?”

“Well, that seems fair,” said Mrs Collins.

They took me aside and lay me down on the thick carpet.

“I hope you don’t mind that I told my daughter how sweet your little pussy is?” Mrs Collins asked me.

Before I could say anything about not minding, Amy said, “If I’d know what a naughty little girl you are I would have licked your pussy that day in your bedroom.”

Amy smiled at me and gave me a kiss on the mouth. Then Amy and her mom, Kay, were both kissing me at the same time. Kay kept kissing my mouth while Amy kissed down my body to my pussy. I moaned in Kay’s mouth as Amy began to lick my hot bare pussy.

Mrs Collins stopped kissing me so she could watch her daughter eat me. I looked up and saw Lucy and Mary watching us. Mary was standing behind her little sister. I saw Mary was rubbing Lucy’s pussy while they watched Amy Collins lick my pussy.

Mrs Collins went from watching her daughter lick me to watching Mary rub her little sister’s pussy.

Penny and Sandie stopped by the Tran sisters and Penny whispered something in Mary’s ear. Mary’s eyes went wide behind her glasses and her mouth made an ‘O’ shape as she nodded her head “Yes”. Then the four of them moved off.

Mrs Collins moved down with Amy and they took turns licking me. I loved how they went back and forth taking turns. While one of them licked me the other would watch. My cousin Sammie knelt down by me and kissed my mouth. Mrs Collins was licking me at that moment and Amy looked up as Sammie broke her kiss with me.

“Doesn’t my cousin taste so sweet?” Sammie asked Amy.

“She sure does.” answered Amy. “Now let me see if you taste like her.”

Amy lay on her back next to me and Sammie sat on her face.

Sammie said, “Kay, I just love watching you eat my cousin while I fuck your daughter’s face.”

I didn’t have any idea of the passing of time.

Now Sammie was laying next to me while Amy and Kay went back and forth on our pussies while me and Sammie kissed.

I watched Sammie come on Amy’s face.

Then Kay and Amy were kissing while I licked back and forth between their pussies. Mrs Collins came on my face and then all four of us were kissing each other.

I watched Sammie and Mrs Collins rub their tits together on each other while Amy bit my earlobe.

I looked around and saw Penny with Lucy laying on top of her. They were kissing. I crawled over to watch them closer. Lucy’s tight little butt was wiggling around and I put my hand on her ass.

Mary came over and took my other hand and said to me, “Come with me, Katy. You have to see this.”

On the couch sat Mary’s mom, Grace. Laying over Grace’s lap face down was Siobhan’s mom, Jean. Siobhan knelt near her mom’s face. Grace was spanking Jean’s ass with her hand. You could hear the smack of her palm on Jean’s butt cheeks.

“Harder, Mrs Tran!” Jean said between clenched teeth. I heard Grace Tran say something in French. Then Jean answered in French. I looked at Mary who was smiling.

Mary held my hand tight and said, “My mom is saying what a naughty schoolgirl Jean is.” Mary laughed and said, “Jean says she is very very naughty and must be spanked more. Jean says she’s naughty because she loves little girls.”

While Jean was spanked she stared at her daughter’s pussy.

Mrs Tran said, “I could use a good fuck right now.”

Jean said, “Siobhan! Go up to my room and get the strapon. Hurry!”

Me and Mary watched Siobhan run upstairs. The spanking continued and moments later Siobhan was back carrying some weird thing.

Jean got off Grace’s lap and took the objects from Siobhan. Jean put this thing on Siobhan that looked like a boy’s jockstrap sort of except it was black and heavier looking. There were four dildos and Jean held two in each hand.

“What size do you want, Grace?” Jean asked.

Mrs Tran looked at them and picked the second biggest one. Jean attached it to the front of the thing Siobhan was now wearing.

Grace lay on her back and Jean said, “You’ll find Siobhan has had a lot of practice on me. Get ready for a nice fuck.”

Then Siobhan got between Grace’s legs and slowly pushed her hips forward and we watched the dildo go inside Grace’s pussy.

“Golly, Mary! Siobhan’s fucking your mom!” I said as I watched Siobhan’s cute little ass moving back and forth, pushing the dildo in and out of Grace’s soaking wet pussy.

“Yeah!” Mary said. “Me and Lucy do that to her sometimes, but it’s really cool seeing Siobhan do it to her.”

Jean bent over the couch using her hands and arms to hold herself up and said, “Spank me, girls.” As we watched Siobhan fuck Grace, we spanked Jean.

We watched Grace come and then slowly Siobhan pulled out of her. Grace said, “Wow yeah. That was one good fuck, Siobhan. I like a good fuck now and then. Now, Jean, you get that off your daughter and put it on Mary. My daughter give you a good fuck now.”

I watched as Jean took all the stuff off Siobhan and put it on Mary. Then Jean took the biggest dildo and put it on the harness. I couldn’t help but laugh seeing Mary with a huge cock.

Jean got on the couch on her hands and knees. “I want it doggy style.” Jean said. Mary had to put some cushions under her knees to be the right height. Then me Siobhan and Grace watched Mary shove the very real looking rubber cock into Jean’s pussy from behind.

I loved watching Mary’s bare ass moving back and forth as she fucked Jean. Once in a while as Mary fucked Jean, Mary would give a spank on Jean’s ass and say, “You like a good fuck don’t you? You naughty girl.”

Jean began sweating and moaning and she pushed her head into the couch and had a big come as Grace pulled on Jean’s tits. Mary ground herself against Jean’s backside. I loved watching Mary’s ass cheeks clench as she did that. Then Mary pulled out of Jean and fell back with the big fake cock sticking up.

I had to pee but someone was in the bathroom in the basement so I went upstairs to one of the other ones. I peed and washed up a little. When I came out Aunt Billie and Grace Tran were having snacks and something to drink. I joined them and had a cookie and lemonade.

It was fun being naked and snacking with the grownups. “You having fun, Katy?” Mrs Tran asked me.

“This is the coolest thing ever.” I said.

We went back downstairs.

Aunt Billie said, “There’s the first casualties.” I looked where she was looking and saw my mom and Sandie laying next to each other in a recliner chair. Laying on top between them was Lucy sound asleep.

I looked around. Siobhan was laying on the bar on her back. Mrs Collins was behind the bar kissing her. Aunt Billie went over there. Mrs Collins poured some liquor in Siobhan’s navel. Then Aunt Billie drank it out of there. Then Aunt Billie moved down and began licking Siobhan’s cute little pussy.

Siobhan spread her legs more and sucked on one of Mrs Collin’s nipples. Mary came up to me with a tube of lubricant. Mary said, “I want to finger fuck your ass. Okay?”

I said, “Okay.” Mary had me get on my hands and knees on the floor. Amy and Sammie and maybe some others that I couldn’t see were watching us.

Mary said, “Here it comes, perv.” I felt her finger slide up my asshole and I moaned. It felt nice. Like when I would stick my own finger up there.

Amy said, “Hey, Samantha, diddle your cousin while I lick Mary’s pussy.”

While that went on I looked around. Sandie and Mom were still watching everything while Lucy slept away. Siobhan was getting close to a come. I saw that now Mrs Collins was licking Siobhan’s pussy while Aunt Billie kissed Siobhan.

My cousin Penny and her mom, my Aunt Sue, were playing with each other’s pussies as they watched us.

Watching, being watched, having Mary finger fuck my ass while my older cousin played with my pussy, I had the biggest come ever. We were laying around, laughing, kissing, cuddling.

Me and Mary watched Amy and Sammie sixty-nine. My cousin Penny ate out Mrs Collins. Siobhan came over and lay with me and Mary watching and looking around.

We had snacks and drinks upstairs. After awhile we went back downstairs. Lucy slept on but Mom and Sandie now joined in again. I was humping some grownups leg while I ate another grownup’s pussy. Someone turned me on my back and was licking my pussy.

We were all laying around now. All of us watching Mrs Tran lick Penny’s pussy. We all stayed naked a long time. We kissed and chatted. Jean asked us girls, me, Mary, Siobhan, and Penny to do some poses together for her. The others enjoyed that too.

Slowly we cleaned up and reluctantly got dressed. It was only eight pm when we were leaving but it seemed like we’d all had sex for days. I loved every second of it.

The Tran family and Collins women were staying overnight so their sex was going to continue I was sure. As I stood, leaving by the back door, Mary came up to me still nude.

She gave me a hug and a kiss and said goodnight. All the way home Aunt Billie and Aunt Sue chatted about the great sex party. Mom seemed very content. Penny was asleep.

I said to Sammie, “I guess you and Amy really hit it off, huh, Samantha?” That got me a punch in the arm from Sammie who was sitting next to me.

Aunt Sue said, “I don’t blame you for liking her, Sammie. Amy is an amazing young lady.”

Sammie was kind of quiet. I looked at her. I had a feeling her and Amy may be in love. I didn’t say nothing though. I mean, I didn’t say anything about it. I’m trying to talk more better.

It seemed so long to get to Jean’s house. It seemed like we were back home fast. Aunt Sue pulled in the driveway and we piled out of the SUV. Mom opened up the house. Aunt Sue carried a very sleepy Penny inside. Me and Sammie went in the back yard to look at the stars.

The stars were so big and bright I felt like could reach up and grab a handful of them. “Do you love Amy?” I asked my cousin.

Sammie draped her arm over my shoulders and said, “I might. You know how you had a crush on me. I feel like that with Amy. Except different. I know I just met her tonight. But I think I might love her. Yeah. I think I might be in love.”

We stood there for a while then went inside.

Aunt Sue came down the stairs from tucking Penny in. We sat around the living room. I said, “Does anyone want to do more sex stuff?”

Aunt Sue laughed. Mom rolled her eyes at me. Aunt Billie looked like she was thinking about. Sammie said, “I think I’ve had enough for now.”

Aunt Sue said, “We better not. I need to get this show on the road early in the morning. I have to get Billie back home, and then head for our home from there.”

Sammie went up to bed. I didn’t feel sleepy yet. Aunt Billie said, “Katy, bring down your sleeping bag. You and me can fool around a little bit.” I went up quietly to not wake up Penny.

“Goodnight, Sammie.” I said as I gave her kiss. I lifted up her sheet for a moment to see her naked again and she laughed.

“Goodnight.” Sammie said as she pulled the sheet back over herself.

Mom and Aunt Sue went to Mom’s bedroom. I rolled out my sleeping bag next to the couch where Aunt Billie was going to sleep. Aunt Billie said to me, “Okay, take off your clothes.”

I stripped for her and then played with myself a little as I watched her undress. We spread out my sleeping bag and lay down together on it. We touched and kissed and then watched each touch our own pussies and touched each other’s also.

Aunt Billie told me about some of the things I hadn’t seen. I told stuff she hadn’t seen either. We didn’t reach another come but we felt nice and happy and went to sleep together.

They all did leave very early the next morning and I was glad I didn’t have to go anywhere. Me and Mom spent a lazy Sunday together.

As I walked home with Mary a few days later she asked to come in the house with me.

“My mom said I may help you with your math homework today for a little while,” Mary said at the end of my driveway. I didn’t have any homework but I did have to study for my test. Math is my worst subject. So I said, “Okay.”

I found my key and let us in. I put my book bag on the kitchen table and started to take out my math book. I stopped halfway as I saw Mary reach under her skirt and pull her panties down. She kicked her panties off and led me to the living room couch.

“Lick my pussy while I tell what we did after you left Saturday night.” She lay down. Lifted her skirt up and I started to lick her pussy. Mary put her hands on the back of my head and started rubbing her pussy against my tongue.

“We got freaky after your family left. Lucy had woken up and was ready to do more. My mom and me licked Lucy’s pussy while the others watched us. Mrs Collins licked Lucy too while Jean licked me. My mom licked Siobhan’s pussy. Then Amy had me, Siobhan and Lucy take turns licking her pussy.”

Mary was grunting now and really wet. She pressed my head against her pussy harder.

“And that was just the start of it all. We went all night doing stuff. Every combination. I wish…” and then she stopped talking and had a big come.

I was all horny from licking her and hearing the dirty stuff she’d said. She kissed me on the mouth. I kissed her back.

When she collected herself she went to the bathroom. When she came back she put her panties back on and said, “Okay, I have to get home now.” She grabbed her book bag and headed for the door.

“But, Mary. I… do you have to go just now?”

“I have to get home now, Katy.” She opened the door and stepped outside into the driveway. I stepped out behind her.

“But I’m super horny now.” I whined. Mary looked at me like that was a huge surprise to her.

“So go play with yourself.”

“But I licked your pussy for you.”

“So. I told you sex stuff.”

“Yeah, but…” I didn’t know what to say. Mary looked at me like I was a stupid child. I guess at the moment I was.

“Okay.” Mary said, “Strip bare naked for me and I’ll rub your pussy for two whole minutes.”

I was so horny I thought that would be enough time. I said, “Okay.” and started to step back in to the house.

Mary shook her head at me and said, “No, you stupid little perv. I don’t have time to go back in. Strip right here.”

Lucky there weren’t many bugs out cause my mouth hung open. “But, Mary, someone could see.”

“Then don’t.” She said and turned to leave.

“Wait.” I said. Mary turned back around to face me again. “Okay. I’ll do it.” She gave me a big smile. I looked around. There was just old Mrs Schneider’s house across and farther down the road so why not. I needed Mary to touch me down there so bad. I shucked my school clothes all off and stood there.

“I can’t believe I’m doing this.”

My shoes and socks were still on but that seemed okay to Mary I guess cause she didn’t say nothing. I spread my legs some and said, “Okay, do it.”

Mary looked at my clothes piled in the driveway by the side door of the house. She gave me a smile and said, “I will. If first you run down to the end of the drive way and back.”

I hesitated. I listened carefully. I didn’t hear any cars coming. I ran down the driveway. I stopped at the road. Then I looked up and down the road. I walked in to the center of the road and did a little dance shaking my hips back and forth and wiggling my bare ass around. Then I ran back up the driveway to Mary. We were both laughing.

Mary said, “That earned you an extra minute.” I spread my legs some again. She looked at her watch and put her hand on my wet smooth pussy.

A car went by now and then but too fast to even notice two girls standing in a driveway even if one of them was naked and being masturbated. I squeezed her hand between my legs as my knees bent and I had a come.

Mary said, “You still have thirty seconds to spare, perv.” So I sucked my come off her fingers.

She kissed me goodbye and said, “I love you… Perv.” and she walked down the driveway and headed home. I suddenly realized I was standing outside naked. I scooped up my clothes and went inside and up to my room to put on my play clothes.

I came back downstairs just as the phone rang. Mom was at work still and was going to stay a few hours more. “Will you be okay, Angel?” she asked me.

“Sure.” After we hung up I made myself a big peanut-butter and jelly sandwich with a banana sliced up in it. I drank some water to wash it down. I was horny and all alone.

I got out Mom’s laptop and went to Juicy Secrets to read stories. That got me real horny. I remembered the two thumb drives I hadn’t seen yet. I ran up to my room and got the Chinese puzzle box and brought it down. I opened it and dumped out the drives. I looked at them closely and saw they had tiny numbers on them. I found the two I hadn’t seen yet and put the first one in.

The screen lit up and there was that eleven or twelve-year-old girl Kelly. She was dressed and her little sister Hailey had on a shirt and short skirt. There was a little boy there too. He looked a little older than five or six-year-old Hailey. They filled the screen. There was no little square with Mary in it this time.

They were just talking and playing. Kelly was moving the camera around to show their room. On the floor was Hailey and the boy. Kelly set the camera on something and you could see all three of them.

Kelly said, “Now it’s time for you two to learn the difference between boys and girls.”

Kelly took off her shirt and pants. Hailey pulled her big sister’s panties down. They were all laughing.

My hand slid down my pants as I watched Kelly first undress her little sister and then the boy. They were all playing with themselves and looking at each other.

“Here’s how to please a girl.” Kelly said to the boy and then she licked her little sister’s pussy for a little bit. Then Kelly said to her giggling little sister, “And here’s how you please a boy.”

Then I groaned in disappointment as the screen went blank. I put the next flash drive in hoping it continued. But as the picture came on you could see it was a different one. Kelly and Hailey were already naked and sliding around on each other. Then they took turns watching each other masturbate before rubbing each other’s pussy.

That’s when I had a come. I lay there awhile feeling better now. I was still horny. I took off my clothes and ran around the backyard naked. I came back in and got dressed again.

I looked at my secret e-mail. Nothing. I sent a message to the woman who played with me online and called herself Grand Mum. Nothing. I sent her a few messages. Then I dozed off on the couch.

I woke up sort of to the voice of my mom talking softly to someone. The room was dark except for the light from the kitchen shining in to the living room. My face was to the back of the couch.

“Yes, she can get pretty aroused.” I heard my mom say.

Who was she talking to I wondered to myself. Then I heard another voice. By the way it sounded I knew it was coming from the laptop.

“Well I’m glad we have so much in common, Carol.” I knew that voice. Then it clicked in my head. Mom was chatting with Grand Mum. Grand Mum kept talking.

“Forgive me for asking, Carol. The short hair, your gaunt look. Have you been going through chemo.”

I’d never heard of that town before or why Mom would go through there.

I heard Mom say, “Yes. You can tell that easy?”

“I am an oncologist, Carol. When were you diagnosed?”

I’d heard of most religions but never of an Oncologist.

“Last fall. I can’t keep calling you Grand Mum. Do you have a name?”

“I really am a Grand Mum, but you can call me Judith. Are you in remission?”

“No. I just couldn’t keep up the treatments. Didn’t see the point. Whole Saturdays away from my Angel. No point to it. Useless. Made me so sick and weak.”

I heard Mom kind of sobbing a little. I heard Grand Mum say, “Many patients feel that way but it’s seldom the case. There is often hope of a full recovery. May I ask what type you have, Carol?”

Mom said a word I didn’t understand. It sounded like, pancake re tight ass.

I heard Grand Mum say, “Oh dear. I am so sorry. How much time did they tell you?”

I heard Mom sigh and give a funny weird little laugh before she said, “I should have been gone three months ago.”

I wondered where she should have gone. I heard Grand Mum say, “There is always hope.”

I heard a girl’s voice that sounded familiar. “Grand Mum! Our friend Mary and her little sister are online. May we have the computer so we can play with them?”

Grand Mum said, “Carol, these are my granddaughters, Kelly and Hailey.” I heard two little voices say ‘hi’.

Mom said, “Hi, girls. How beautiful you two are. And I love what you’re not wearing.” I heard some giggles.

Grand Mum said, “You can have it in a moment, girls. I’ll bring it to your room. Carol, my best wishes to you and Katy. I am here for you anytime. Goodnight.”

I heard Mom say goodnight and heard the laptop close. I felt Mom tuck a blanket around me. She kissed my head and whispered, “Goodnight, Angel. I love you so much.” Then I heard her bedroom door close.

I fell sound asleep and didn’t wake up till Mom woke me for school in the morning.

Continue on to Chapter 33!

By: Girl Lover

The rest of the week passed by much too slowly for Caroline and she often found herself daydreaming about what would happen on Saturday. What would Trisha look like? She kept picturing Kira Powers. Kira taking off her clothes… no, she wanted to take off Kira’s clothes. Caroline sighed. It seemed as if Saturday would never come. She hadn’t told Akiko about any of this. Though she knew Akiko would understand, it was too wild and crazy.

As they ate lunch in the cafeteria on Friday, she asked Akiko, “Are you gonna hang out with Courtney this weekend?” Akiko smiled shyly, nodding her head. “What?” Caroline whispered excitedly, seeing her grin.

Akiko whispered, “I’m spending the night with her.”

Caroline’s eyes widened, “Really?” Akiko nodded. “Are… are y’all gonna–?”

“Gonna what?”

Caroline’s eyes twinkled mischievously, whispering, “You know. Do it.” Though Akiko didn’t say, Caroline could tell from the expression on her face. “You are!” Caroline whispered, “You’re actually gonna make it with her?! OhmyGod!” Seeing Akiko’s worried look, Caroline told her, “Hey, I wasn’t making fun of you. It’s just… I can’t believe you’re gonna do that.”

“She’s really nice.” Akiko wondered if she should tell Caroline more. She wanted to, but she wasn’t sure she should.

“I can’t believe your parents are letting you spend the night.”

“They don’t know who Courtney is. I told them she’s in sixth grade with us so they said it’s okay.” Glancing around to see if anyone was listening, she leaned across the table, cupping her hand to her mouth and whispering excitedly, “She’s got really big boobies!”

Caroline’s breath caught in her throat, “You’ve seen ‘em? How big are they?” Akiko held her hands out as if cupping large breasts from her own chest. “Wooow,” Caroline gasped, her eyes widening. “I wonder what they feel like?”

“They’re really soft.”

“She let you touch ’em?!” Caroline squealed a little too loudly.

“Yeah,” Akiko said, giggling. “She was naked.”

“No way! Why was she naked?”

“Well, our clothes got wet from the rain and we were waiting for them to dry.”

Caroline narrowed her eyes in suspicion. “Wait! Were you naked too?”

Akiko cringed, realizing she said too much. “Kinda.”

“You both were naked?” Caroline’s eyes bugged out. “And y’all did it?! What’d you do?”

“Nothing, it’s private.”

“Private?! Come on! You can’t tell me even a little bit?”

“No, it’s private.”

Caroline took a bite of her food then asked, “So, what’s it like?”

“What’s what like?” Akiko asked.

“You know… sex. Did it hurt?” Caroline asked, thinking of how the girls would wince and moan in the videos she watched.

“No, it feels really good. It’s kinda hard to describe.”

“Do y’all do it all the time?”

“She wants to. Every day before school starts when we’re in the library, she’s always touching me.” Akiko added in a whisper, “She even wanted to do it in the bathroom.”

“Really?!” Caroline tried to keep from laughing. “Did you?”

Akiko glanced at her with a sour look, “Of course not! I told her she needed to wait till tonight.”

“So, how many times have y’all done it?”

“Two times. And her mom caught us both times!”

Caroline gasped, “What did she do?”

“Actually nothing. She was mad at Courtney, and at first, I was scared but then she got over it.”

“And y’all are gonna do it again tonight?” Akiko nodded shyly. “Wooow.”

“You don’t think I’m weird? For doing it with a girl?”

“No way! I think it’s cool,” Caroline said and Akiko smiled.

*****

At home, Akiko was packing a few things to take over to Courtney’s when her mom walked in. Leaning against the door frame, she looked at Akiko’s stuffed animal lying on the bed, asking, “You gonna take Mommy Duck?” Akiko shook her head. “Do you and Courtney have any big plans?”

“Uh… we’re probably just gonna hang out… maybe play some games or something.”

“Gonna talk about cute boys?” her mom teased her.

Akiko shot her a disapproving glance, mouthing sternly, “Mother!”

“Well, you’re at that age when you start to notice boys. It’s nothing to be embarrassed about.”

Akiko closed her backpack, “Okay, I’m ready.” She was glad to do something to make this conversation with her mom end.

Mom drove her over to Courtney’s apartment and gave her daughter the usual instructions when she stayed with a friend for the night. “Don’t stay up too late.”

“I won’t,” Akiko promised, stepping out of the car. Mom watched as she walked up, knocked on the door, and Courtney’s mom let her in. Waving bye, Akiko’s mom drove off.

Stepping inside, Akiko saw Courtney grinning at her as she took Akiko’s hand, leading her to her room, “I thought you’d never get here. C’mon.”

“Hold it!” Mom stopped her. “Akiko is your guest, not a toy. Why don’t you two do something together?”

“I’m trying to!” Courtney protested.

“I don’t mean that!” whispering ‘that’ with a disgusted look, “I mean go watch a movie or go to the mall or something.”

Courtney glared at her mom, speaking harshly through her clenched teeth, “I don’t want to go to the mall! I want to fuck!”

Turning to Akiko, Mom sighed and asked, “Is there anything you would like to do?”

“I brought my Switch so we can play some games,” Akiko volunteered, a hopeful smile on her face.

“Great! Why don’t you set it up so you and Courtney can play.”

Courtney rolled her eyes in angry frustration as Akiko happily stepped over to the TV to plug her Switch in. “Now Courtney, I want you to keep your hands to yourself!” Mom warned as she stepped into her bedroom.

Akiko turned the TV on and put MarioKart 8 in. As the game came on, she sat down and selected her driver and car, then held out the other controller to Courtney, “Here. Choose one of ‘em,” she pointed to the screen. Courtney quietly groaned as she walked over, took the controller and sat on the floor. “Pick one,” Akiko encouraged her while pointing, “I like these cuz they’re so cute.” Narrowing her eyes, Courtney chose another driver instead. “No, not that one! He’s gross!” Akiko protested. But Courtney stuck with her choice and after picking a car, they began racing.

Akiko raised up on her knees, “Ha-ha! I’m winning… HEEYYY!” Akiko squealed as Courtney grabbed her.

“Courtney?” Mom’s voice came from the bedroom as Akiko scrambled out of Courtney’s hands. “What are you doing?”

“Nothing, Mom!”

Mom came to the doorway, “What did I tell you about keeping your hands to yourself?”

“I’m trying to, Mom, but she keeps teasing me!”

Mom choked back a laugh in disbelief, glancing at Akiko, “What?!”

“She’s wiggling her ass.” Mom didn’t say anything, a skeptical look on her face. “Look! She’s doing it now!” Courtney insisted.

“Courtney,” Mom started, her voice aggravated, then gave up, going into the kitchen to start dinner.

Akiko walked over to the Nintendo and put in a different game. She started it up and explained what was going on as she played it, “See, I got fifteen moons, but I need five more to power the hat ship. There’s one on top of that building but I don’t know how to get it.” Feeling Courtney’s hands sliding underneath her shirt, she glanced behind her to see Courtney smiling. Her hands pulling Akiko down into her lap.

“Courtney!” Mom scolded her from the kitchen, “Leave the poor girl alone.”

Courtney scowled at her mom before turning her attention back to the little girl in her lap. She lazily rubbed Akiko’s sides and back as the girl kept playing. Now and then, she would lean forward and kiss Akiko’s neck. Akiko kept playing, pausing every now and then to frown at Courtney’s hand whenever it wandered under her shirt or down her pants, and then would pull it out to Courtney’s annoyance. This prudishness both aggravated and aroused Courtney to no end.

After they had eaten dinner, Courtney picked up Akiko and carried her to the recliner to watch TV, setting the little girl in her lap. Mom watched them curiously. As Akiko focused on the movie, Courtney focused on Akiko, constantly running her hands over her body and kissing her. It was an odd sight. Someone like Courtney being so infatuated with such a meek little girl. The movie ended and Courtney carefully stood up, holding Akiko in her arms. As she carried her to the bedroom, Mom stopped Courtney, “I want you to be gentle with her. Don’t push her. Let her go at her own pace.”

“I know,” Courtney replied quietly. In the bedroom, Akiko reached into her bag and pulled out her pajamas. “You’re not going to be needing those,” Courtney picked Akiko up, carrying her to the bed. With Akiko staring at her, Courtney pulled off her own clothes then slowly pulled off Akiko’s clothes, relishing the little girl’s naked body as it was uncovered. On her hands and knees, she leaned down, softly laying kisses all over the little girl’s body. “Turn over.”

Akiko rolled over onto her front and moments later, felt her butt cheeks being spread apart. She looked back at Courtney, “What’re you doing?”

“Claiming my reward.”

“What reward?”

“Remember? For not smoking?”

Akiko kept watching as Courtney layed down, intimately touching her butt, a hungry gleam in her eye. Then Courtney pressed her face against it as Akiko felt something wet in her crack. “EEWWW!” Akiko’s face twisted in disgust as her butt cheeks clenched at the sudden intrusion, “That is so gross! There’s no way you’re gonna kiss me till you wash your mouth.”

Courtney snickered at the little girl’s reaction as she continued bathing her small butthole with her tongue. Shortly later, Courtney rolled Akiko over, pressing her tongue into the tiny wet opening of Akiko’s sex.

“Wait! Lemme pee first!” Akiko suddenly cried out. She jumped up, quickly running to the bathroom before returning a minute later. Courtney was sprawled out on her side and Akiko crawled beside her and began playing with her boobs. Courtney moved her head to Akiko’s pussy, rubbing her face against it before sticking her tongue inside.

Akiko concentrated on the way Courtney’s lovemaking made her feel. Her mound seemed to urge the feelings on, wanting to feel the climax as if it had been waiting all day for it. Courtney’s tongue pierced the soft folds of the girl’s pussy, tasting the juices that leaked from her immature vagina. Meanwhile, the soft thrumming inside the young girl seemed to take over Akiko’s mind, urging the orgasm to come from deep within her child’s body.

Akiko became limp as her body succumbed to Courtney’s ministrations. She gasped heavily…. “I’m feeling it… ohhhh… ahhhhhh… NNNNNnnnnngggghhh!”

The climax washed over her in small waves, making her feel better than she’d ever felt before. She was happy she had discovered these adult feelings. It was as if a secret the rest of the world knew about had finally been told to her. Her vagina spasmed and her labia trembled with the intensity of her cum. Finally, the waves of pleasure eased off, bringing Akiko into a feeling of utter bliss. Later, she would find out there was a name for this feeling of well-being that followed this delicious feeling: afterglow. When she first heard it, the term made complete sense.

Panting deeply as she tried to catch her breath, she lay limply on Courtney, a glazed expression on her face, “That was nice.”

“Now you do me,” Courtney told her.

“What do I do?”

Courtney scooted up against the headboard of the bed, spreading her legs apart, “Whatever you want to.”

Akiko scooted between Courtney’s legs, staring at her girlfriend’s pussy spread open before her. Then she poked it with her finger. Courtney watched her timid exploration with amusement. It was these little things that made Akiko so different from other girls Courtney had been with. So much more appealing. She began to relax under Akiko’s probing finger. “Put more of your fingers in me,” Courtney told her. Akiko timidly slid in a second finger, feeling the drenched tightness of Courtney’s pussy squeezing her fingers. “Now move them in and out.” Akiko did. “Yeah… like that,” Courtney whispered in a quavering voice.

Being older, Courtney had realized that she had been waiting for this moment all day, that her body had been demanding attention from the sheer knowledge that Akiko would be spending the entire night with her. She could have done something about it herself, but she wanted her young lover to bring her to her first climax of the day. The excitement from finally having Akiko’s fingers inside her, caressing the inside of her pussy–the pussy that had seemed flooded all day–brought her to the edge, a sensation that felt so wonderful. The pistoning fingers went in and out of the soaked vagina, pulling the teenager’s clit with it and causing spasms to erupt from deep inside her. It was as if her body was a planet and small quakes were firing off, causing her flesh to ripple with the intensity of the rising peak of joy. She could feel her orgasm building and from long experience knew she would be cumming very soon, in seconds, in fact. “Say something–in Japanese,” she huffed.

Akiko thought for awhile, her finger moving absentmindedly in Courtney’s pussy, then said, “ｸﾝﾁﾉﾅﾓﾁﾐﾓﾗﾐﾗﾗﾉﾗｽﾆﾓﾁﾄﾅるﾁﾄｸﾆｶﾁﾄﾗﾐﾂﾁﾆﾄｸﾆﾐﾁﾆﾆﾓﾁｹ”

Upon hearing her sexy voice coupled with her probing finger, Courtney gasped as she felt herself suddenly cumming. Her orgasm slammed into her, growing with intensity until she was clawing at the bed as a voiceless cry came out of her, continuing as Courrtney tried to hold on, making it last until it became too much and she jerked back, gasping for breath. “Ohfuck.. .ohfuck… ohfuck… ohfuck,” she whispered breathlessly.

Akiko stared in surprise as, for what seemed forever, Courtney lay still, quietly gasping. Akiko crawled up beside her on her hands and knees, watching quietly. Courtney felt completely drained. Then finally, she opened her eyes, turning to look at Akiko, “How do you do that to me?”

Akiko shrugged her shoulders, making Courtney laugh. Drawing Akiko in beside her with her arm, Courtney asked, “That felt so…incredible.” She breathed out, kissing Akiko on her forehead, “You made me cum harder than anyone else.” She rested, her arms wrapped around her young lover, “We have all night to be together.” She slowly kissed her forehead again, then asked, “What’d you say?”

“Huh?”

“When you were talking Japanese. What’d you say?”

“It was something my grandmother used to tell me. ‘A million things will happen in your life. Tomorrow does not exist. There is only now. There is only the moment. Nothing else.’ ”

“I like that,” Courtney whispered, kissing her softly.

*****

“Good morning, honey.”

“Hi,” Caroline replied back quietly to her dad. It was Saturday morning. Last night, as she lay in bed, Caroline and the woman, Trisha, had another short conversation. Both were eager and looking forward to meeting at the mall. Caroline had woken up several minutes ago, her tummy full of butterflies from nervousness and excitement about the imminent meeting. Normally cheery and full of energy, she just couldn’t calm her nerves.

“You feeling okay?” Mom asked.

“Yeah, just tired I guess.” She looked at the clock–8:07. It was gonna be a long wait. Last night she had asked her dad, who was more easy-going than her mom, if it would be okay for her to hang out with some friends at the mall. Her parents didn’t have any problems with her going to Highland Mall alone since she had done it so many times over the summer. She went to the kitchen, grabbed the Apple Jacks and joined her sister Dana on the couch watching Smurfs.

The hours crept by. Dad spent his morning in his recliner, working the crossword puzzle in the newspaper while Mom was doing something on her laptop out on the back porch. For the first time, Caroline couldn’t get herself to enjoy the cartoons on TV. All she could think about was finally meeting the woman. Going to her house… taking off her clothes… touching her…. She sighed with frustration as she saw that it was only 9:23. Since it only took five minutes to walk to the mall, she planned to leave at 10:45. Still over an hour to go.

At 10:30, she got up to get another drink of water. Her mouth had been unusually dry because of her nervousness. Now, she felt the need to go to the bathroom. She went and as she was coming back, she realized that she needed to put on her pink Hello Kitty shirt so that the woman would recognize her. She came back, sitting on the couch again. Finally, the last few minutes ticked by. She got up and said, “Dad, I’m going to the mall now.”

“Okay dear. Have fun. Don’t be gone too long.”

“Where you going?” Dana suddenly asked.

“Nowhere.”

“Dad, Caroline’s going somewhere and won’t tell me!” Dana tattled.

“Caroline, can you take Dana along?” Dad asked her.

“No way. She’ll just be in the way.”

“No, I won’t!”

“Dad, please don’t make me take her,” Caroline begged.

Dad sighed, “Okay, Dana, you stay here with me, and we’ll go do something together.”

Caroline quickly left before anything else could happen. She was glad her mom was still on the back porch and didn’t see her go. She wouldn’t have been as agreeable as Dad was. Hurrying down the street, she felt more nervous and excited than ever. She was actually going to do it! With a woman! First she wanted to touch her boobies, then her butt. OhGod, this was gonna be so awesome!

Running across the parking lot, she flung open the door to JC Penny’s, stepping into the cool air-conditioning as it enveloped her. Turning the corner, she entered the mall and headed for the Food Court. Finding an empty booth by Amy’s Ice Cream, she slid into the seat and pulled out her phone. Opening her email, she saw to her delight that the woman said she was on her way and would be there in a few minutes. Caroline looked all around at everyone, trying to see if there was a woman wearing a light blue dress, but didn’t see anyone. She bent over her phone, typing that she was here….

“Ann?” Caroline turned around towards the voice behind her and her mouth dropped open in fright. For a few seconds she and the woman, Trisha, just stared at each other in shock.

Caroline finally found her voice, “M-Mom…?”

“Caroline?! What are you doing here?!” But the answer was all too clear. It was staring her in the face in the form of a pink Hello Kitty shirt and blue jeans. Her face paled as she felt her legs go wobbly. Quickly sitting down across from her daughter before her legs gave out, all she could do was gasp nonsensically, “OhmyGod!–OhmyGod!–OhmyGod!– OhmyGod!” The thought kept running behind her words that her daughter knew about her desires now. She knew the most intimate thing about her. Not even Caroline’s father knew–or even suspected. Now, Caroline–her sweet Caroline–was aware of her own mother’s desire for a young girl. This was followed by the thought that Caroline herself was a lot more mature than she’d thought. She had talked about things online. Things she’d done. Things she wanted to do–to her! She wondered how long Caroline had known about and desired sex–with a grown woman.

For her part, Caroline couldn’t say anything. What was there to say? Mom finally found her voice, “It was you. The whole time. THE WHOLE TIME! The whole time!” Weakly breathing and her hands shaking, Mom closed her eyes and took several deep breaths, trying to regain her composure as Caroline stared at her with frightened eyes.

After several moments, Trisha opened her eyes and looked at her daughter sadly. “I guess we both have some explaining to do. I’m wondering why you want to have sex with a grown woman.” Mom cocked her eye at her sternly, “And you were looking at porn! And emailing a complete stranger! Do you know how dangerous that is?!”

Mom closed her eyes, sighing, “I’m just as guilty as you are. I thought you were a kid. And I was going to have sex with you.” With a shuddering breath, “I feel like I’m going to throw up.”

After a minute, Caroline asked quietly, “Does Dad know?”

Mom shook her head; her eyes still closed.

“What’s going to happened now?”

“I don’t know. There’s a lot we need to talk about.”

Mom looked up out at the people passing by on the walkway between the stores, then looked back at Caroline, saying quietly, “I still love your father. I did this… because… I don’t know. Dad has been working so much. Dana started first grade. You started a new school. All of us have been really busy and it’s affected me and your father’s–love life. Sometimes when you want something so bad, you do crazy things and don’t know why. I began reading… well, dirty stories. They made me feel really good and I wanted to have what the women in the stories had. It happened quite suddenly. I stumbled across a story called, “Luna and Her Niece.” It was about a woman and a five year-old girl that, I’m ashamed to say, turned me on so much. It awakened something in me and I couldn’t get it out of my mind. I began noticing girls at your school, imagining what they would look like naked. My love life was pretty much gone and I kinda got desperate for sex, so I wrote that ad. I got a lot of responses from both guys and girls, all of them just… creepy and disgusting. And then… I got your reply. I don’t know… There was something about it that made it stand out. It seemed genuine, like it came from a real person. A nice girl. You were just so easy to talk to.” She smiled, then half-seriously scolded Caroline, “I still can’t believe you did that! Writing a total stranger about wanting sex! And what are you doing watching my videos?!”

“Your videos?” Caroline asked perplexed.

“Yes, my videos! I can’t believe you!”

“What videos? What’re you talking about?”

“The Kira Power videos you said you watch all the time,” Mom reminded her.

Caroline’s eyes widened in shock, then she pulled out her phone, clicking on a video. Looking back and forth between her mom… and Kira Powers on the screen.

“OhmyGod!… You’re… She’s… You’re Kira Powers!”

Mom sighed, nodding her head, “How did you find those?”

“I just did,” she mumbled, still in shock, looking between her mom and the video in disbelief that they were the same.

“Well, I want you to stop watching. I thought I had put that part of my life behind me and I don’t want you watching that kind of stuff.”

“But it’s so cool! You did everything!–And everyone,” Caroline turned the phone around so they could both see Kira Powers in the midst of graphically fucking two much older men. “Eewww, it’s like you’re doing it with Grandpa! Two Grandpas!” Then a third man walked up and began urinating on her face. “Je…JESUS MOM! He’s peeing on you!”

“Turn that off before someone sees it!” Caroline stopped the video and put her phone away. Mom sighed, saying regretfully, “OhmyGod, I can’t believe you saw that. Listen, that was a long time ago.”

“Didn’t you like it?”

“Very much. That’s why I got into the business. There’s a lot of good people, but also a lot of bad people who try to make you do things you may not want to do. A lot of people called me a slut and a whore and eventually, the sex wasn’t what it used to be. It stopped being fun and became more like a chore because there was no emotion or real connection to the person I was with. It was even harder when I left and tried to get a regular job. Nobody would hire me because they would either recognize me or they would ask what I did over the past several years.” Her voice grew sad. “No one wanted me. It became so hard that I almost had to go back to doing porn in order to make a living. Some girls who also quit, like Anastasia Blue, didn’t make it.” She paused, then her voice became more upbeat, “But, then I met your father and he saw the real me instead of Kira Powers. Over the years, as I became a wife and mother, I become a much different person. A much happier person.”

Caroline got a thoughtful look on her face, “I wish I could do it.”

“Do what? You mean make dirty movies?”

“Not movies, but… it’s just that it feels so good and I really want to.” Carolina suddenly clammed up, aware of saying too much to her mother.

“What feels so good?” With a sheepish look, Caroline glanced away. “Caroline,” Mom goaded her.

“You know, when you rub your…” Caroline mumbled, blushing.

“Have you been rubbing yours?” Caroline hesitated then nodded. Mom sighed. “I know how good it feels. And I know you have this desire to… explore these feelings, but you can’t just write a strange woman. There’s a lot of bad people out there.”

“But I was writing to you. You aren’t bad,” Caroline interrupted.

“You didn’t know it was me.”

“But I still really want to,” Caroline pleaded, “It’s all I think about.” Mom looked at her daughter peculiarly, then remembered how she felt when she first discovered sex. “What about you? Why do you want to have sex with a kid?” Caroline asked.

Mom couldn’t answer. Not the kind of answer she approved of anyways. “You got me. I guess,” Mom said, “we’re both oversexed. I’m looking for someone like you, and you’re looking for someone like me.”

There was silence then Caroline asked, “What if we–” She paused.

“What?”

“Well… since you want to have sex with a girl, and I want to have sex with a grownup, why don’t–what if we were to… uh, you know.” Her voice dropped to a whisper. “Do each other?”

Mom’s eyes widened as she was about to object, but hesitated, thinking about it. When she finally spoke, her voice came out as a timid whisper, “You mean… you want to?”

Caroline bit her lip nervously, “I really want to… you know, touch and… do things… and I think you do too.”

Reflecting on the urges she had been feeling, Trisha thought about it, and what Caroline said began to make sense. It’s not like it’s someone else’s daughter. I won’t be hurting her, she thought to herself. “Caroline… this is a big step. I mean, if we do this, well, there’s no going back. Things will be different between us.”

“You’ll still be my mom.”

“Yes, but we would be more than mother and daughter. We’d be lovers. Is that something you’d be comfortable with?”

Caroline thought for a moment, then nodded. “I really want to.”

Both were silent. Mom, thinking about what she SHOULD do and what she WANTED to do, made her decision, “There’s a nice motel nearby. Maybe we could… get a room.” Caroline smiled slightly, nodding her head.

*****

The next several minutes were a blur to both of them. Just fragments of memories of leaving the mall, walking to Mom’s car and driving to the Marriott Inn. While Caroline waited in the car, Mom walked into the lobby and came back out shortly. “We’re in room 254.” Her voice sounded strange in her nervous haze. After driving to the other side, Mom parked and reached into the back to grab a paper bag.

“What’s that?” Caroline asked curiously.

Mom pulled out a bottle of wine, “Just something to help steady my nerves. I was already a jittery mess when I left the house and now, I think I’m definitely going to need this to help me relax.”

Walking up to the room, Mom opened the door and they stepped inside. Turning on the light, she closed the drapes, then turned toward Caroline. After staring silently at each other, Mom walked over to the sink and poured herself a generous amount of wine. With her hand shaking slightly, she swigged it down. Setting the cup down, she turned away and began getting undressed. Caroline pulled off her clothes also and as her mother turned around naked, Caroline stared in awe. She hadn’t seen her mother naked for a long time, since she was maybe six or seven. Back then, she’d thought nothing of it, of course. She had no idea the joys that awaited her once she discovered her coochie and the great feelings it could bring.

Mom noticed her staring, “They’re not that big. You said in your email you like big boobs.”

Her eyes wide, Caroline whispered, “They’re… beautiful.”

Coming over for a closer look, she stared at her mother’s B-cup breasts. “Can… can I uh… touch them?” she whispered breathlessly.

“Yes,” Mom giggled slightly, helping her to relax. She looked down at her naked daughter. It had been maybe two years since she’d last seen Caroline naked. She stared down at the soft, bald flesh of her little girl’s pussy and the sudden thought of having her lips on those soft cushions of flesh came to mind, triggering a shiver in her spine that she felt all the way to her clitoris, which was now rather swollen and wet.

Sticking out her finger, Caroline ran it lightly over a nipple, feeling the firmness before she softly poked her mother’s breast. Akiko’s right. This is really soft, she thought to herself. Beaming a big smile, she remarked, “I can’t believe we’re doing this.”

“Me either.”

Fingers spread, Caroline grasped both breasts and soon was squeezing them like Play-doh, “Can I kiss your boobies?”

“If you want to.”

Caroline leaned over and planted a kiss on her mother’s nipple. Mom smiled at her effort, “Honey, suck it into your mouth…yea, like that. Now lick the nipple.” Caroline took her mother’s stiff nipple into her mouth for the first time since she was a baby. The contrast between the stiffness of the nipple and the suppleness of the surrounding mound of flesh thrilled Caroline. She moved to the other tit and sucked, licked, and kissed it. She’d watched what men and women did together in the movies she’d seen, and she did her best to emulate them and their movements, hoping she was pleasing her mom. She hoped beyond hope that this would not be the only time they were together like this. Hadn’t Mom said they would be lovers? Wouldn’t that mean they would make love together whenever they could? She felt a spasm in her coochie as she imagined the changes to their lives.

After a while, Caroline pulled back, “Was that okay?”

“Here, lemme show you how.” Leaning forward, Mom gently licked Caroline’s flat nipple, then pressed her lips around it, mouthing it, then pulled back, “How was that?”

“Wet.”

“Well, I guess you’re too young to feel that much.”

“What else do we do?”

“Well, everyone likes different things. I like…”

“I already know,” Caroline interrupted, “You liked being peed on. And being tied up. And spanked. Oh, and putting guys’ thingies in your mouth and…”

Mom sighed, muttering under her breath, “God, how I wish you didn’t see those videos.” She raised her voice, “Caroline…that was Kira from a long time ago. I’m different now. I really hate how all you know about sex came from watching what I did. What you saw was just a tiny part of what sex is. And not a flattering part at that. Why don’t you give me a massage. That’s what your father used to do.”

“Okay.”

Mom lay on the bed, turning onto her back with Caroline following. Caroline, hunched on her knees, looking at her mother’s naked body, asked, “So, what do I do?”

“Put your hands on me.” Caroline did. “Do you feel how soft my skin is?”

“Mm-hmm.”

“Just feel my body, like this.” Mom ran her hand along Caroline’s back. “Does this feel good?” Her fingernails lightly skimmed along her skin, producing little shivers.

“Ooh, I like that.” Caroline continued to squirm under her mom’s ticklish fingers.

“So do I. Do that to me. Do anything you want.”

“Really? Anything I want?”

“Anything you want,” Mom assured her.

Caroline thought for while, licking the corner of her lip as a thoughtful look crossed her face. “Anything?” she repeated, uncertain.

“Anything.”

“Could I… lie on top of you?”

Mom smirked at such an odd request. “Sure.”

Caroline carefully crawled over, then stretched herself out on top of her mother’s body, her face resting on Mom’s breast. Then reaching under Mom’s back and holding tightly onto her shoulders, Caroline slowly began rubbing her sex against her mother’s pussy. Her mother watched in surprise, but didn’t say anything, not wanting to embarrass her child. Her eyes widened more and more as her daughter’s slow thrusting grew more energetic, her breathing more labored, her face wincing from the intensity.

OhmyGod! She’s thought about this before! Mom thought wildly to herself.

As Caroline began grunting, Mom couldn’t ignore how her own pussy was awakening from the sight. It held her gaze and the fact that it was her own eleven year-old daughter humping her turned her on all the more. She heard Caroline saying something faintly under her breath, “…y-yes…Kira… harder,…K-Kira…y-y-y…”

Caroline could feel every inch of where her body touched her mother’s. She still couldn’t get over the fact that she was indeed having sex with Kira Powers. THE Kira Powers! And there’d she’d been living with the idol she longed to have sex with. She’d dreamed of doing this with Kira, of rubbing her tender coochie against the famous porn star’s mound. She had imagined it in bed often, lying on her stomach with her hand beneath her body and pressed against her slit, cupping her soft flesh as her fingers wiggled against that special place she’d found. She would pretend to hump Kira until her climax overwhelmed her, and now she was doing it for real. This wasn’t a fantasy; it was a dream come true.

Carolyn could feel the first waves of the approaching orgasm building inside her Her orgasm, a  word she had learned from the videos of her mom, felt like it might be the best one she’d ever had.

Mom’s mouth dropped open in shock as her daughter humped her pussy. She couldn’t imagine what her daughter was thinking of, but it obviously had something to do with Kira. Suddenly, Caroline sucked in her breath, her face contorting as if in pain. Her body trembled as waves of her climax took her. Then her daughter fell limply, gasping for air. As Caroline rested on top of her, Mom rubbed her back softly, dying to know why she had been calling Kira’s name. Instead, when Caroline opened her eyes and looked at her, Mom simply asked, “Are you okay?”

“Y…Y…Yeah. Give me… a minute… to get… my breath back.” After a minute, Caroline felt rested and asked, “Are you gonna do it?”

“What?”

“You know, rub your coochie.” Caroline scooted down to get a closer look, her eyes twinkling with desire. In a moment of stage fright, Mom reached down but stopped short. Caroline’s face was disappointed, “C’mon! I wanna see you squirt.”

Mom looked at her shocked, “My God! I still can’t believe you watched those videos!”

“Please…?”

Mom placed her finger on her clit and slowly began moving it back and forth. Caroline’s eyes widened in awe….

RIIING….

Caroline and Mom both jumped at the jarring noise of Mom’s cell phone. Mom reached over off the bed to her purse on the floor, fished out her phone and her face became alarmed, “Shit! It’s your father!” Caroline gasped. Waving her hand frantically, telling her to be quiet, Mom answered, “H-hi honey… No-no, just over at the store doing some shopping… I-I’ll be home soon… Okay… No, that sounds fine… Okay, see you then… Love you too. Bye.”

Mom slowly laid her phone back in her purse. A look of incredible sadness on her face, she didn’t say anything. After a while, Caroline nervously asked, “What did he want?”

Mom didn’t turn to face her, just kept staring at the wall ahead. Her voice was quiet, “He wanted to know when I’ll be back and if chicken was okay for dinner.” She didn’t move or say anything else, the look of sadness still on her face.

“Mom…what’s wrong?”

Mom’s voice was quiet and full of guilt. “We shouldn’t have done this.”

“But why not?”

“Because I cheated on your father. And had sex with my own daughter.”

“But…” Caroline started then bit her lip, unsure of what to say. Her mother seemed to awaken from her trance, looking around a bit then bending over to pick up her clothes. As she began getting dressed, she told Caroline quietly, “Get dressed, honey. We need to go home.”

Caroline didn’t move. “Caroline, come on!” her mother snapped at her. Caroline slowly got off the bed, picking up her clothes. The giddy feeling between the two was now replaced by tension. Nothing more was said between them as they got dressed and drove home.

Continue on to Chapter 5!

by No One

Nettie zapped through the TV channels listlessly, trying to find something, anything that would provide even a shred of entertainment while she waited. No such luck. Daytime TV really was complete shit.

Fortunately, she didn’t have to withstand the horrors of midday programming for much longer, as her phone soon chimed with the awaited reply from her friend Sara. Nettie smiled at the message she’d sent earlier while waiting for the new one to appear — her crappy old phone took forever to do anything. Surely Sara would get the gist of the long series of emojis — kisses, hearts, tongues, fingers, kitties, peaches, handcuffs, rockets — followed by a question mark.

When the ancient device managed to update the screen, though, the response brought only disappointment. Haha, SOMEbody’s horny! Sounds like a good time, but sorry babe, I’m out of town right now, it read.

“Ugh, why’s everybody fucking busy this week?” Nettie grumbled to herself. She’d sent a few messages already, but none of her friends-with-benefits seemed to be available for some sexy fun.

She looked through her list of contacts, hesitating at the name Erika, belonging to a very cute girl Nettie had met recently. They’d flirted some, and things looked promising… but they weren’t at the point yet where Nettie could just call her to hook up. And she didn’t need a date right now, damn it — she needed to get fucked.

Fun little Chloe would have been the obvious choice, of course — she’d satisfied Nettie plenty in the past few weeks. Annoyingly, though, the girl was staying at her dad’s for the whole week. That was the inconvenience with banging younger girls, Nettie realized: exciting as it was, they just didn’t have much independence.

Thinking of Chloe reminded her of the last time they were in bed together, the reason she so desperately needed some steamy distraction now. Namely, her little sister Alex, and what had happened between them on that bed — what she couldn’t get out of her mind.

Nettie cursed Chloe for the thousandth time for the stunt she’d pulled, the one that had led to her own hand ending up between her sister’s legs — all the while wishing that brat Chloe was there to take care of her needs.

The last few days had been very awkward for Nettie whenever she was around Alex. She usually just ignored her sister for the most part, but that was proving difficult with visions of the girl, naked and coming, constantly flashing in her mind. She could only hope that Alex still had no idea that Nettie had given her one of those orgasms. She couldn’t help stealing glances at Alex, wondering when exactly this annoying little pest had turned into — she had to admit it — a hot young woman.

Attempts at masturbation to relieve the pressure had not been very helpful, considering the thoughts that popped into her head whenever she tried. Just the night before, she’d fingered herself to a violent orgasm, caught up in a fantasy of doing the same to her little sister. Ashamed afterwards, she’d resolved to quickly get laid and, hopefully, purge herself of these creepy thoughts about Alex.

So she continued to thumb through her contact list. Oh, Julia. Now, she’s fun. Been a while since I saw her, Nettie thought, remembering some pretty wild times with the girl. She tapped the call button and waited for an answer.

“Well, well, Nettie. It’s been a while,” said a familiar voice.

“Hey, Jules! It has, huh? How’s college life been treating you? Parties everyday and shit?”

“Not exactly. Maybe the occasional party, but mostly studying and writing papers. And shit. Y’know, stuff you’re supposed to go to college for. It’s not so bad. I’m even doing a summer session now.”

“Aw, man. Like, actual work? Don’t tell me that. I couldn’t wait to get out of this stupid high school and go do fuck-all in college!” Nettie said in her best spoiled-brat tone. “But anyway, you know what they say about all work and no play. You need some fun, too. And I’m available for all kinds of sexy entertainment, just sayin’,” she continued, deciding to go straight to the point.

It was at that moment that Alex walked up from behind, a sandwich in hand, and sat at the other end of the couch. She raised an eyebrow at Nettie, no doubt having overheard that last line, but didn’t comment.

On the phone, Julia was chuckling. “Oh, I’m sure you are. Unfortunately for you, I’m not. You remember Karen, yeah? We’re kind of a thing, now. Something you’d know if you kept in touch for more than booty calls.”

“Ouch. I guess I deserved that,” Nettie admitted. At least Julia sounded more amused than annoyed. “So you and Karen got serious, huh? That’s cool.” Nettie definitely remembered the hot redhead — especially one wild night when she’d gotten both Julia and Karen in bed. She sure wouldn’t mind a repeat session right now, but it sounded like that was off the table. “And that means… no more ‘sharing,’ huh?” she asked in a lower voice, turning away from Alex. She didn’t need either of them thinking of her last threesome.

“Yeah, you know, that stuff can be fun, but… we’re sort of over that now. Call it maturing, I guess?” Julia explained with a laugh. “Anyway, we decided an exclusive relationship is better for us from here on out.”

“Well, that’s a pity,” Nettie said. She wasn’t sure how denying yourself pleasures that all the participants enjoyed was supposed to be a “mature” thing to do… but to each her own, she supposed. It just sucked that their commitment was ruining her fun.

Trying not to be bitter about it, she continued chatting with Julia for some time, promising to meet up soon to hang out, if nothing else. Dropping the phone carelessly on the couch cushion once she’d hung up, she let out a deep sigh. This day was not going her way.

Glancing up, she found Alex studying her, a hint of a sly smile at the corner of her lips.

“What?” Nettie snapped. She didn’t need shit from her little sister right now.

“Missing Chloe?” Alex taunted with an air of mock innocence.

Nettie shot her an annoyed look. Two could play that game, though. “And you’re not?” she countered in the same tone.

“Um… sure, she’s my best friend,” Alex said, not quite succeeding at nonchalance.

“Not what I meant. You have to be thinking about her as a bit more than a friend now, right?” Nettie smirked when she saw color begin to rise to her sister’s cheeks. “Yeah, that’s just what I thought. She taught you a few fun things, huh? I bet you can’t wait to have her back between your legs — yeah, you’re thinking about it all day long.” Projecting much? the thought came to her, but she ignored it.

Her face now crimson, Alex looked away and shrugged. “Well… maybe a little,” she mumbled. “All of that was, um, really something.” She looked so cute, blushing like that at the memory of her first real taste of sexuality.

It had been a very wild first time. Even Nettie had to admit that, unwanted images of her naked sister immediately coming to mind. She had a sudden longing to reach out and brush a strand of Alex’s lovely blonde hair out of her face, to lean in and kiss those pretty lips, to slip a hand into those girly pajama shorts until her little sister was all trembly and moaning — just like how she’d been appearing in Nettie’s head of late.

Goddammit. Nettie gave her head a shake, trying to dislodge the very thought.

“Do you, uh, do that stuff often?” Alex asked in a quiet voice. “I mean, um… the ‘sharing’ thing.”

Nettie froze. What did that mean? Was it only curiosity, or did Alex suspect there had been more sharing going on than she had bargained for? Meeting her sister’s eyes for only a second, it was Nettie’s turn to glance away and shrug awkwardly. God, I hope my face isn’t as red as hers.

“Not really often… Just something that’s fun once in a while, you know?” she muttered, growing annoyed at herself for getting so flustered. The whole thing with Alex sure as hell hadn’t been her idea, regardless of what ended up happening. “Usually with someone who’s invited, though. And not someone from your own family,” she added, leveling a glare at her sister.

“It’s not my fault!” Alex protested. “It was Chloe! She said, um… well, she said I should, uh, watch, but… I didn’t know she was gonna drag me in and… and… all that other stuff!”

“Yeah… I figured it was all Chloe’s doing.” Nettie had to admit to herself that she and her sister had been taken in by Chloe’s wiles. “That girl is a devil in disguise. She better believe I’ll get revenge, though.”

Alex giggled. “How?”

“Oh, don’t worry, I’ll think of something.” Nettie could already imagine quite a few sexy methods of punishment. She tried to ignore a few ideas popping into her head that also involved her sister.

After a moment of silence, Alex cleared her throat. “Um, was it… weird, the other day? ‘Cause I was there?”

Nettie hesitated. It had been fucking weird. It also made her hot just to think about it, much as she’d like to deny that. Why was Alex asking, though? Did she feel bad about what had happened — even if she didn’t know the whole story?

Or on the contrary, could Alex be having thoughts similar to hers? What if she wanted to do it again? Maybe with her eyes open this time, would she let me… Ugh. Nettie put a stop to this flight of her imagination, threatening to run wild. It sure as hell wasn’t helping her situation.

“Err, well, it was kinda awkward,” she finally managed. “I mean… I dunno. What do you think?” What do you expect her to say? Nettie berated herself. ‘Oh no, it was really hot’?

“Um, kinda, yeah,” Alex agreed. “I guess. Well, like, I’m not used to this stuff anyway…”

“Right.” Nettie wasn’t sure what else to say about that.

There was an awkward pause, each of them avoiding the other’s eyes, until finally Alex jumped to her feet. “Anyway, uh, I’m gonna go take a shower.”

Nettie nodded, then watched her sister walk away — admiring the shape of her legs, then the pleasing curve of her ass. Once Alex was out of sight, she let her head fall back against the couch cushion, sighing deeply.

“Fuck,” she said to no one in particular. There wasn’t much use in denying the effect Alex was having on her.

Nettie squeezed her eyes shut and, as if to prove the point, an image of Alex undressing for the shower instantly popped up in her mind — and the young girl’s developing body was just as sexy as Nettie remembered. What would it be like to touch her again? To go beyond touching? Kissing… licking… to eat her own sister’s baby-smooth little cunt?

She really needed to get off, right now. Almost angrily, she yanked open her shorts and thrust a hand inside. She rolled her eyes, a little annoyed at how wet she’d become so quickly, but too turned on to feel ashamed about it.

Disinclined to take things slow, she immediately slipped two fingers inside herself. In her mind, she was nuzzling her sister’s pussy, lapping at the juicy slit, tasting the forbidden nectar. Just this once, she thought as she surrendered to her incestuous fantasy, though she didn’t believe herself for a second.

She moaned through gritted teeth as her fingers pumped in and out of her vagina, imagining they were inside Alex instead, while her tongue tickled her sister’s clit, making her scream like she’d never screamed before. “Bet she tastes so fuckin’ sweet,” Nettie whispered to herself.

Her pleasure was rudely interrupted by the sound of the patio door sliding open. “Yes, I understand. I’ll be there as soon as I can with the contracts,” Nettie’s mother was saying as she walked in.

“Godfuckingdammit!” Nettie hissed under her breath, snatching her hand out of her panties. She generally didn’t care much for what her mom thought, but still, there were limits. Thankfully, her back was to the door. She’d completely forgotten that the woman was even out on the patio, working on her laptop.

Deciding that more privacy was definitely needed to resume her dirty little incest fantasy, Nettie buttoned her shorts before standing up and attempting a stealthy escape to her room.

She was too late, though. “Oh, Nettie! Could you do me a favor?” her mom called out just as Nettie had a hand on the doorknob.

Nettie put on the best scowl she could muster before turning to her mother, hoping to dissuade her from actually asking for anything.

No such luck. “Don’t give me that look, it’s not a big deal. There’s a load of laundry in the washer, could you please put it in the dryer for me? I need to run to the office, the boss just remembered that he has to have some documents brought to him to sign right now.” She rolled her eyes. “Because, of course, he couldn’t think of that yesterday. But anyway, I have a meeting with a client this afternoon and I really need those clothes to be ready before then.”

Nettie weighed the effort needed to take on a simple chore versus arguing about it, and decided it was easier to just do as her mother asked. “Sure, whatever.”

She took a few steps towards the bathroom, where the washer and dryer were, then halted. “Oh, uh, Alex is in there, though,” she suddenly remembered with mixed emotions.

Her mother’s eyes narrowed. “So?”

Nettie made a face. She couldn’t exactly explain what was bothering her about the situation to her mom. Her heart was already beating faster at the thought that she might catch a glimpse of her little sister naked. “Um, won’t she get all weird about me coming in while she’s, uh, in the shower?”

Sighing heavily, her mother made her way towards the bathroom, muttering, “I swear, you two.”

*****

Alex was enjoying the feel of the warm water as it flowed over her body. The sensation of her soapy hands roaming over her skin wasn’t too bad either, especially on the more sensitive parts of her anatomy. Her nipples would certainly be very clean, not to mention the spot between her legs. She was only being thorough, Alex told herself — but in all honesty, she had to admit that the conversation with her sister had turned her on.

Remembering her incredible evening with Chloe tended to have that effect. Not that she’d needed Nettie to remind her — God, she’d been thinking about it all week. Her first genuine sexual experience had happened so unexpectedly, but she’d let Chloe convince her, and it had ended up being the most amazing and exciting moment of her life.

Of course, now the problem was that she couldn’t wait to try it again. But Chloe was away until next week, and now the days seemed to crawl by at a snail’s pace. Alex knew how to take care of her own needs, naturally — and now she had ample material to feed her fantasies — but as good as her fingers felt, they were no match for Chloe’s touch.

Or Chloe’s tongue. The memory sent an excited tingle down her spine. Such a dirty act, but it felt so wonderful. When she’d first spied on Chloe and Nettie doing it, the idea of licking another girl between her legs seemed really gross. But now, more and more, Alex found herself wanting to return the favor, to do the same thing for Chloe. She was a little worried that she wouldn’t know how to do it right and might embarrass herself, even if it didn’t seem like rocket science.

Alex realized that this line of thought had led one of her hands down to fondle her sex yet again. With a blissful sigh, she pressed a finger against her slit, gently teasing herself. After a moment’s hesitation, she decided to stay in the shower a little longer for a bit of wicked fun. Giving in to the temptation, she eased a finger between her lips.

As she closed her eyes, her mind immediately fastened on the images that had been dancing in her head all week. She was back on the bed with Chloe as they kissed and touched each other — the very things that Alex couldn’t wait to try again. And maybe some more, she thought. She definitely wanted to spend more time exploring her friend’s body — her sexy body, she found herself thinking, not for the first time. She longed to let her hands roam over Chloe, caressing those breasts that she envied, then making her way down to those shapely thighs and the warm, wet spot between them. And yeah, maybe try a lick or two.

Alex toyed with her sex as she thought of the two of them on the bed. Or the three of them — Nettie had been there too, of course, watching everything. Alex still had conflicting emotions over that. On one hand, it had been really weird and embarrassing to have her sister see her in such an intimate situation, but on the other… she had to admit that maybe it had also been kind of exciting.

She wondered what her sister had thought of the whole thing. Had Nettie just been annoyed, waiting for her turn with Chloe? Or… Alex couldn’t deny that watching the other girls fooling around had turned her on greatly; could it be the same for Nettie? The idea of arousing her sister was strange, but somehow appealing. Surely Nettie had been mainly focused on Chloe, but still, there was something exciting about getting an experienced teenage girl hot.

And then there had been that… odd moment. Chloe had been making Alex feel amazing with her fingers, then paused for a while before starting again, but it felt different, somehow. At the time, Alex had been too lost in pleasure to pay close attention, but it came back to her afterwards. When she’d opened her eyes after her orgasm, Nettie had moved closer, standing next to the bed rather than sitting on it.

Could her sister have…? No. No way. Nettie wouldn’t do anything like that to me.

It was probably just her imagination. Still, Alex had to wonder how she’d respond in such a situation. Nettie was a beautiful young woman — maybe even… attractive? Seductive? Having seen her sister having sex, it was hard for Alex not to think of Nettie in those terms. Actually fooling around with her own big sister, though, that was completely weird.

As her mind struggled with the idea, her fingers showed far less reluctance, pressing even harder against her sex. Alex gritted her teeth, doing her best to keep from moaning out loud.

“Alex, are you nearly done?” came her mother’s voice from just a few feet away — startling Alex, who nearly jumped out of her skin. She yanked her hand from between her legs, even though the shower curtain was protecting her modesty. She’d not heard the door opening at all with the water running — of course, her mind had been on other things.

“Uh, y-yeah,” she said. Quickly cutting the water off, she poked her head around the curtain and found her mom standing in the doorway, with a sullen-faced Nettie close behind.

“Your sister’s just going to come in to finish the laundry. I have to make a quick trip to the office and I need my clothes ready when I get back. Okay?”

“Oh. Uh, okay.” Alex retreated back behind the curtain as Nettie slouched in to take care of the task at hand. It was so awkward to stand there naked with her big sister only a few feet away, considering the perverted thoughts that had just been going through her head. Then she realized she’d forgot to set out a towel for herself.

She pulled back the curtain a little and, half hiding behind it, pointed at the towel rack. “Um, could you give me my…?”

Nettie glanced at her, sighed, then snatched the towel and handed it over without a word. Alex wasn’t entirely sure, but she thought her sister might have stolen a glimpse of her bare body during the exchange. Probably just my imagination. Again.

Feeling self-conscious, she considered drawing the curtain closed for some privacy, but that seemed silly. They’d seen each other naked countless times before, after all — then again, recent events put a different spin on that. Still, they couldn’t keep tiptoeing around each other forever, so she decided to act normally and began to dry herself off in plain sight.

As Nettie was pulling clothes from the washer and stuffing them into the dryer, Alex caught her stealing another furtive glance. Once, then again, quickly looking away when she met Alex’s eyes. Wait, is she checking me out?

Curious, Alex quickly dried her feet and stepped out of the tub, turning her back to Nettie but keeping an eye on the bathroom mirror. Sure enough, after a moment, her sister slowly looked around and, thinking the coast was clear, let her eyes roam over Alex’s body. Mostly her butt.

Oh my God, she is! Alex marveled, her pulse quickening. Sure, she should probably be creeped out, but in truth, all she could feel was pride that an older girl could see her naked and think she looked good enough to ogle — even if the girl in question was her own sister.

Turning back around, she was even more surprised to see Nettie look away in a hurry, then shake her head as if she was angry with herself. Was her sister getting flustered? That was hard to imagine. In general, Nettie only seemed to have two possible moods: aloof or annoyed. Could I really be… making her hot?

Alex’s earlier shyness was all but forgotten as she now toyed with the notion of turning the tables on Nettie. As she wrapped the towel around her shoulders, she straightened up, pushing her chest forward — not that she had much to show off there — and stood fully exposed, waiting for her sister to notice.

“So… are you getting Chloe anything for her birthday?” she finally asked, taking a casual tone.

Nettie paused in her chore, looking slightly sideways but not quite turning all the way around. “It’s her birthday?”

“Shouldn’t you know your girlfriend’s birthday?” Alex retorted, applying just enough emphasis to push her sister’s buttons.

Nettie gave an annoyed click of the tongue and turned towards Alex. “She’s not my…” Her voice died out as her eyes widened, taking in the full frontal nudity for a moment before hastily looking away. Was she blushing? Surely not… but there did seem to be a hint of color on her cheeks. “Erm, anyway. When’s this birthday?”

Alex didn’t quite manage to keep a little satisfied smirk off her lips, even as her heart raced with excitement. She wasn’t exactly sure of what she was trying to do, but she knew she liked the look Nettie had given her. It was nice to feel sexy, to feel… desired, maybe? “It’s on Sunday, when she gets back.”

“Sunday, huh? Hmm…” Nettie considered that for a moment, a slow smile spreading on her lips. “Yeah, I think I just might get her something.”

There was no doubt that her sister had something dirty in mind, and Alex was quite eager to find out what it might be. “Oh? Like what?”

“Not your business, is it?” Nettie replied before turning back to the laundry — though not without a last lingering look at Alex’s body.

“Hmph.” Typical. As Alex continued to dry herself, she wondered what kind of sexy present Nettie could be thinking of, hoping she’d get to find out on Sunday. This line of thought brought to mind another question that would be awkward to ask, but one that she felt needed an answer. Besides, Alex  smugly decided, she wasn’t done making her sister uncomfortable, not just yet. “Um… so, when Chloe gets back… who’s gonna get to, you know, be with her first?”

“Jeez, Alex!” Nettie whirled, wide eyes staring, apparently not expecting a question like that from her little sister.

“Well, what?” Alex shrugged, feeling her cheeks grow a little warmer. “I know you want to do it, and…okay, you were right earlier: I’ve kinda been thinking about it. A lot. So, sounds like something we should probably figure out now, right?”

“There’s this thing called spontaneity, y’know… but sure, I’ll go first since you’re asking.” Nettie flashed one of her smart-ass smiles, though it seemed to be a little less self-assured than usual. Also, she didn’t seem to be quite able to keep her eyes from straying to Alex’s body. “Hey, if you’re done drying off, mind putting some clothes on? It’s… distracting.”

Distracting, huh? Alex smirked. It sounded like her little game was really getting Nettie worked up. This was a seriously sketchy thing for her to be doing, she had to admit… but the sheer fun of getting her big sister so bent out of shape was too thrilling to resist.

Alex hadn’t entirely believed it when Chloe told her that she was “hot,” but now she felt genuinely sexy for the first time in her life. She had to wonder what kind of thoughts were going through Nettie’s mind. More than that: what would happen if she didn’t put clothes on? “Oh, is it? That’s never been a problem before…” she said, all innocence, making no move to cover herself.

Nettie made a face and turned back once again to her half-hearted task, mumbling something that might have been, “You know why.”

Alex could agree that sharing a bed with your sister while having sex tended to give a new and confusing perspective — even if they hadn’t done stuff with each other directly. Or had they? That strange suspicion came back to her. It sounded crazy but… could that be why Nettie seemed so unsettled?

Letting her eyes roam over her sister’s backside, she caught herself thinking that Nettie’s butt looked great in those tight shorts. Probably just her horniness speaking, though. After all, she’d been interrupted just before finishing herself off in the shower.

Alex sighed, feeling that familiar need well up within her again. Chloe really couldn’t come back soon enough. And now Nettie wanted to be with her first? That didn’t seem fair. Maybe they should flip a coin, or… there might be another possibility, she realized.

“Um, or maybe… well, I guess we could do it like last time… when Chloe gets back, I mean,” Alex said, hesitant to even give voice to this idea that was giving her some very mixed feelings.

Throwing the last of the laundry into the dryer, Nettie then slowly turned to face her, an eyebrow arched. “Um, so you… liked that?”

“Well, it was kinda weird, yeah, but… also, um…” Images flashed in Alex’s mind: Nettie and Chloe licking each other, then Nettie straddling Chloe’s face while Alex rubbed her friend’s sex. “A little exciting, maybe?” she finished in a murmur, her cheeks burning.

“Really…” Nettie searched Alex’s eyes for a moment. “Well, we’ll see.” She was making no effort to look away now. In fact, she was rather openly admiring Alex’s nakedness, her gaze leisurely drifting down, then back up. She swallowed visibly, then said in a husky voice, “Seriously, Alex, you need to get dressed now.”

Alex cocked her head, considering Nettie’s words. Was her sister hinting that something might happen between them if she didn’t cover herself? Her heart rate kicked up a notch at the thought.

Did she want something to happen? She wasn’t sure what to feel anymore. The idea should have grossed her out completely, but… at that moment, it seemed almost inviting. The butterflies in her stomach and the warmth she felt below indicated that some parts of her anatomy were clearly interested.

Anyway, since when did she let Nettie give her orders?  Especially now that, for once, she was the one jerking her sister around — breaking down that layer of cool that Nettie usually wore like a tight t-shirt. Noticing a sock on the floor, a sly smile spread on her lips as an idea came to mind. “Yeah, in a minute. You dropped something.”

Was she doing this because she wanted Nettie to make a move, or for the thrill of exposing even more of herself… or maybe just to be a brat? She wasn’t quite sure, but had no intention of backing down. Alex padded over to where the sock lay and bent over at the waist to reach for it.

Taking her sweet time, she picked the sock up, opened the dryer and tossed it inside, pleased with herself as she imagined how flustered Nettie must be by now. Bet she got a good look this time, Alex thought.

Straightening up, she pushed the start button on the dryer — then, as she tried to take a step back, bumped into Nettie, who was suddenly standing right behind her. Without warning, a hand snaked around to pinch one of her nipples, while another slipped down to cup her butt. Alex let out a loud gasp, as much from shock as from the sensation.

“This what you want, you little tease?” Nettie’s voice whispered at her ear.

Alex froze. Was this really happening? She’d toyed with the idea, but figured that Nettie wouldn’t dare to actually try anything. And now that she had, Alex was at a complete loss.

Should I make her stop? As bizarre as this situation was, she couldn’t bring herself to break away, not just yet. Nettie’s fingers felt delightful as they teased her nipple, sending little electric jolts of pleasure all the way down to her sex — which played hell with her already jumbled thoughts.

Too soon, though, the hand left her breast, moving up to rest on her shoulder instead. “Well? Is it?” Nettie demanded a response, her hot breath tickling Alex’s ear and making her shiver with arousal.

This was the moment to turn back, if there was to be one. But Alex couldn’t bring herself to push her sister away, even if she felt that she should. The excitement of her experiences with Chloe, the unfulfilled longings of the last few days, her interrupted pleasure under the shower, the wicked thrill of teasing Nettie — all these things served to make her a hot, horny mess, aching for her big sister’s touch. How could she have lost control of the situation so completely?

Trembling from head to toe, she leaned back against Nettie. “Don’t… don’t stop,” she said, barely loud enough to be heard above the rumble of the dryer.

As soon as the words left Alex’s mouth, Nettie’s hands were back on her chest, cupping both breasts and teasing the nipples to throbbing stiffness. Then, getting straight to the point, one hand swiftly slid down over her belly, pressing itself tightly against her sex. Alex’s legs nearly gave out from the sudden explosion of pleasure, and she had to grab on to the dryer to stay upright, unable to keep herself from moaning.

“Mmm, somebody’s all hot and bothered,” Nettie said as her finger began to glide between Alex’s slippery nether lips.

There wasn’t much Alex could do to hide how turned on she was, but any embarrassment was quickly eclipsed by the blissful sensations Nettie was creating between her thighs. She was soon groaning, bent over the dryer. Her own sister giving her this sort of pleasure — it was all kinds of wrong, but then why did it feel so perfectly right?

As Alex’s breathing grew heavier, Nettie suddenly seized her arm and spun her around. Now face to face, Alex felt her cheeks getting hot. The situation was a lot more disconcerting when she was staring into the eyes of her sister — her beautiful, sexy sister. She saw Nettie hesitate for an instant, then the teenager’s lips were upon hers.

Alex gasped in surprise at the unexpected kiss, and Nettie seemed to take her open mouth as an invitation to thrust her tongue inside. The circumstances were already rather awkward, and being kissed by her own sister pushed things to a whole new level of strange — but Nettie’s expert tongue, prodding and teasing, soon had Alex swayed. She found herself returning the kiss with growing passion, the taboo somehow feeding her excitement rather than inhibiting it.

She quickly realized that it was hard to keep a passionate kiss going while you were getting fingered — and Nettie’s fingers were incredible.. Their make-out session was punctuated by moans and gasps from Alex, often interrupting the dance of their tongues, but Nettie didn’t seem to mind, her kisses mounting in ardor and spilling over to Alex’s chin, then trailing down her neck.

Alex let out a sudden yelp when, without warning, Nettie grabbed hold of her butt and lifted her up, then plunked her onto the dryer with a dull thud.

“Better,” Nettie said. The gaze she turned on Alex was filled with hunger and desire. Maybe that’s what lust looked like. It was both exciting and a little intimidating.

Nettie got right back to work, adorning Alex’s neck with kisses — probably easier now that she didn’t have to bend down to reach it — then quickly moved to her throat, then her chest.

Alex sighed in contentment. She was slightly disappointed that Nettie had stopped touching between her legs, but feeling a warm, wet tongue teasing her sensitive nipples was a lovely  replacement for the moment. Besides, the rumble of the dryer underneath her was beginning to feel very good, its vibrations rippling through her body and stimulating all the right spots.

After a time, Nettie resumed her journey downwards, trailing her tongue across Alex’s tummy, her belly button, then lower still. Alex squirmed in anticipation, knowing full well her sister’s destination and growing more eager with each second. But now Nettie didn’t seem to be in such a hurry anymore, deviating from her course to nuzzle and lick Alex’s inner thighs — first one side, then the other.

“Ah!” Alex suddenly let out a little cry when she felt Nettie blowing cool air on her sex, the sensation tantalizing, her every nerve begging for closer attention.

Nettie gazed up at her, eyes dancing with amusement at the reaction.

“P-please!” Alex implored, her patience with the teasing quickly running out.

Nettie flashed a wolfish grin — then in the next instant, her mouth covered Alex’s sex, her tongue darting between the juicy labia.

“Ohmigod yes!” Alex blurted out, the tension she felt suddenly lessened as a surge of pleasure flowed through her. This was what she’d been craving all week, though from a very different partner. The wonderful feelings seemed even more powerful than she remembered — then again, Nettie had far more experience making love to girls.

She closed her eyes, concentrating solely on the sensations between her thighs, Nettie exploring the folds of her sex with a probing tongue. Nothing else existed but that tongue and her most intimate place. Pussy. The dirty word popped into her head. My sister is licking my pussy. Lost in the craziness of the moment, the thought turned her on even more.

Alex’s eyes snapped open when Nettie’s lips closed around her little nub, driving her to even greater bliss. Her unfocused gaze drifted by chance over to the bathroom mirror, and she was shocked by the sight. There she was with legs splayed wide, pushing her pussy against her sister’s mouth, her face contorted by pleasure and passion… it seemed like a bizarre scene from another world, and Alex couldn’t look away. She knew that she ought to be mortified, but all she could feel was rising excitement as she stared at the lewd view of herself, enjoying Nettie’s talented mouth.

Alex noticed some movement between Nettie’s legs, and realized that she had a hand stuffed down the front of her own shorts. She wished she could see what was going on in there, though it was easy enough to guess. It couldn’t feel half as good as what Nettie was doing to her, but just knowing that her big sister was masturbating served to kick Alex’s lust up another notch.

Not that there were many notches left to climb. She was getting closer and closer to the edge. Nettie seemed to sense it, too, the flicks of her tongue becoming more insistent on Alex’s clit. The relentless vibrations of the dryer were still amplifying every sensation.

Suddenly, almost before she was ready, a well-placed lick from Nettie made Alex tense up, then she found herself tumbling over that edge.

“N-Nettie! I… I… Aaah!” Whatever else Alex was going to say — she wasn’t sure herself — was lost as her voice turned to unintelligible moans and cries. Her whole body shuddered uncontrollably, and she might well have fallen off the dryer if Nettie hadn’t held her in place with both hands while her mouth remained glued to Alex’s sex.

Her ecstasy seemed to last for a long moment, though it was hard to judge the passage of time while her mind was lost in a fog of pure pleasure. Eventually, her body began to relax, and Nettie relented in her skillful stimulation, letting Alex come down from her orgasmic high and leaving her to slowly recover her breath.

When Alex opened her eyes, she saw that her sister was still kneeling, staring at her with an open mouth and breathing a little funny. Then she noticed that Nettie’s hand was back in her shorts, leaving little doubt as to the cause of her agitation. Alex’s pulse, which had just begun to calm down, immediately quickened again at the thought that it ought to be her turn to return the favor.

She felt a knot in her stomach as she gingerly slipped off the dryer and onto her feet, excited by what she might get to try, nervous about whether she’d be up to the task. She moistened her lips and hesitantly spoke. “Um, do you want me to… you know…?”

Nettie froze for an instant, then swallowed and slowly stood. Reaching out, she tenderly caressed Alex’s upper arm with the back of her fingers, trailing down until she could take hold of her hand. “Let’s go to my room,” she said, her voice hoarse as she pulled Alex after her, across the hallway and into her bedroom.

Carry on to Chapter 8!

by Jojo Starr

Miley had never had so much excitement in her life. Every day was filled with wonderful butterflies fluttering all throughout her body, and throbbing, tingling nerves of anticipation of late-night activities with her sister’s panties.

It had become almost an obsession with her. The feelings she got when her nose was buried in her sister’s panties, her hips humping away frantically against her pillow, were unlike anything she’d ever experienced. For her, that moment, right before she climaxed, was the single greatest moment in the world and it was all that mattered.

The only problem was that these moments weren’t happening as frequently as she would have liked. Sometimes she was running so late in the mornings that she didn’t have time to get her sister’s panties before she had to get to class. Other times, even if she had acquired Daria’s panties, she would be so exhausted by the end of the day that she would actually pass out as she was waiting for Daria to fall asleep. She started to worry that the lack of sleep was getting to her.

But to make matters even worse, Miley began to feel slightly guilty about her actions. She knew it was abnormal behavior to be doing the things she was doing. In fact, it was actually perverse.

Still, what kept her from stopping altogether was the fact that Daria was clearly struggling with the same issues, and, to be perfectly honest, it broke Miley’s heart to see her sister in so much anguish. She loved Daria with all her heart and wanted desperately to see her happy.

Miley wrestled with these issues for days on end, wondering whether she should do something, and if so, what. It was exhausting. Of course, the easiest thing to do was try to push it out of her mind, which she often did. But that didn’t stop it from popping right back up again when she least expected it.

It had been several days since Miley had been able to do anything naughty, and she was really looking forward to it tonight. That morning, she had acquired her sister’s panties from the hamper – a super cute pair, she thought, which made it all the more sexy that Daria had had an orgasm in them. She’d been looking forward to it all day. And that night, as she lay in bed, waiting for her sister to fall asleep, she fought her body’s exhaustion. She fought it hard. But it seemed to be no use…

Miley’s heart was pounding as she felt her sister’s body brushing against hers. They were just sitting on the couch, watching TV, but Miley could feel the warmth of her sister’s skin against hers and it was too distracting. It was giving her tingles and causing butterflies in her stomach. She felt an urge to do something, but she didn’t know what.

Suddenly, Daria was looking at her. Miley froze as she looked into her sister’s eyes, feeling her body get hot. Daria was looking at her that way again… that way that made her weak all over.

Miley could feel her heart pound and actually felt shocked at how beautiful Daria was. Miley could feel it in the pit of her stomach. Daria had never seemed this beautiful before and it affected Miley profoundly. She felt just like a puddle in her presence.

And then Daria raised her hand and placed it on Miley’s arm. It was so soft and so warm… such a simple gesture, but it sent a jolt of heat all throughout Miley’s body. And then Daria’s face was moving closer.

Oh, God, Miley thought. Oh, God, she’s going to kiss me. Every nerve in her young body twisted up as tightly as possible. She couldn’t believe this was happening. And then Daria’s lips were on hers. Oh, God it’s so heavenly.

Miley’s hips rocked forward involuntarily and she was surprised to discover Daria’s hand on the couch, right between her legs. When Miley pushed her hips forward, they pressed against Daria’s wrist. Oh, God, it feels so good. Miley pushed her hips forward again as she felt Daria kiss her deeper. Oh, God, it’s so… Oh, God… So good…

Miley woke up panting heavily, her body covered in sweat. She was practically trembling. She still felt everything she felt in the dream. Part of her was annoyed that it was only a dream, but the other part of her couldn’t deny how thrillingly passionate it was. She was unbelievably hot. Hot for her sister.

Miley swallowed dryly as she let this thought sink in. It was a strange, almost disquieting thought, but also a terribly hot one. And suddenly she felt an almost physically painful ache spread throughout her body. An ache to be held, to be needed, to be loved… by her sister. It was almost unbearable, and in that moment she knew Daria had felt the exact same thing. She had no doubt that this was the very sensation Daria had every time she woke up from a dream crying out Miley’s name.

It was terrible. The pain was terrible and it was terrible to know that Daria had been suffering through it too. For how long, Miley could only guess. But it had to stop. She had to stop it. She couldn’t let this go on. She couldn’t experience this pain again. And she couldn’t bear the thought that her sister would ever have to endure it again either.

The rest of the night, Miley lay awake, tortured by these thoughts. She knew she had to do something, but what? What could she possibly do that wouldn’t make a complete fool of herself? What would she do? Say that she knows Daria has feelings for her and that… that they should… what? Be together? Just thinking it sounded absolutely absurd. But she had to do something. She had to.

After several hours of brooding, she finally settled on what she thought was the easiest path – sympathy. She would tell Daria she heard her waking up in the night. That she knew about Daria’s dreams. And that they didn’t bother her. That’s what she would do. It was the only way. It had to be.

*****

The next day was Friday. Miley was terrified all day, knowing what she had to do, but at the same time she was slightly relieved that the weekend was almost here and she would be able to sleep in. She couldn’t remember feeling so exhausted in her life.

All this secrecy and conflicting emotions were too much for her. She couldn’t handle it any longer. She knew that confronting her sister might mean that all this would come to an end. The thought made her heart sink, but at least she would have some closure and wouldn’t feel so tortured all the time.

Miley could barely focus on anything at school. All day she kept creating scenarios in her head of what she would say to her sister that evening and how it would play out. Nothing seemed to be right. It was creating so much anxiety within her, she actually began to doubt whether she could even go through with it at all. But she had to. She knew it was the right thing to do.

So after dinner that night, Miley took several deep breaths, preparing herself. She knew that this would be a good time, as their parents usually sat down and watched TV for a few hours after dinner. She had barely made eye contact with her sister all day. Every time they did, it felt like they were trying to avoid each other. It pained Miley to her core, and she knew it pained Daria too.

She watched as Daria cleared her place and walked off to their bedroom. What was she going to do, Miley wondered. It was Friday so there wasn’t any homework to do. Whatever it was, it would have to wait. Miley took three more deep breaths and got up from her chair.

*****

Daria sat on her bed, her back propped against the headboard, reading a book that one of her friends told her about. It was easy to get into, and she actually enjoyed reading it. It was one of the few things she could do that could successfully take her mind off all the crazy emotions she’d been feeling lately.

Suddenly, she heard the door creak open and, looked up. It was Miley. Great. Just as she thought she’d be able to relax from thinking about her for a while. “Hey,” she said, moving her eyes back to her book.

“H-hey,” came Miley’s voice.

Daria felt a twinge of discomfort. There was something in Miley’s voice, and the way her throat caught…

“Hey, um…” Miley went on. “I was wondering… do you… um, have a minute?”

Daria looked up, her eyebrows slightly raised. She felt her stomach tighten and a jolt of anxiety rush through her body. Something was definitely up. But she hadn’t talked to her sister in so long, and it was clear that Miley was troubled in some way. She had to hear her out, whatever it was. Maybe it was nothing. Maybe it would be good to finally talk about something again. Something normal. She sighed as politely as possible and set her book down. “Sure, what’s up?”

Miley swallowed and turned to close the door behind her. Then she walked over and sat down on her own bed, directly across from Daria, her back straight, her hands palm down on her thighs.

Daria felt her anxiety increase. This seemed serious and she didn’t know if she was ready for anything serious. She just wanted a nice, quiet evening, precisely to distract herself from anything serious. She straightened herself, her body tightening.

Miley looked down at her hands and fidgeted with them for a few seconds. Then she looked up.

“Daria, I…” she began, “I’ve been waking up at night and I’ve been… I’ve been hearing you… making noises.”

Daria’s blood turned to ice, freezing her in place. She had to remember to start breathing again. Breathe, Daria, breathe…

Miley looked down again at her hands.

“And I…” she went on, “…and I know that you’re dreaming… and I… and I know… they’re… the dreams…. are about me.”

Daria’s heart sank. No, she thought. Please, God, no. This was everything she’d feared. Everything. She feared she’d been too loud… too obvious. She feared she’d been talking in her sleep. She feared… that Miley had heard. And she had. This was it. This was the end of everything. Daria would never forgive herself. She was a terrible, disgusting human being.

But then again… so was Miley. Daria knew about Miley’s little secret and it was the only thing keeping her from collapsing completely in tears. If Miley called her out on anything – anything at all – Daria would throw Miley’s secret right back in her face. She couldn’t say anything to that. So Daria froze. Tense. Waiting.

“And I…” Miley started.

Daria studied her sister carefully. Every sense and nerve in her body was on high alert. She was on pins and needles – she could erupt in a cavalcade of emotions at any given instant.

She looked at Miley’s face, almost frozen itself, looking down at her hands. And then, ever so slightly, she saw her sister’s shoulders start to shake. Miley was trembling. Suddenly it dawned on Daria how difficult this was for her sister to say. Instantly, she softened considerably, but still felt a good degree of tension.

“I…” Miley went on. “I don’t want you to freak out because….”

Daria tensed again, but for a different reason. This was getting interesting. Her ears strained for every possible syllable that would come out of her sister’s mouth.

“Because…” Miley continued, “…because, I had a dream, too… about you.”

A shockwave coursed through Daria’s body. She certainly wasn’t expecting this. Suddenly all of the tension from her fear shifted into something else. She was now deeply, intensely curious. And… oh God… was she becoming excited?

Miley looked up, now with tears in her eyes.

“I… I never knew it until then,” Miley said, fighting back the urge to cry. “But… it’s always been there. This… this feeling… I… I can’t explain it. And… and once I realized you felt it, even if it was only in your dreams, I… I just… I just knew…”

As she listened to her sister speak, Daria had never felt such an incredible swirling rush of emotions in all her life. Is she saying what I think she’s saying? Yes. Yes, she is. There was no doubt about it. Miley – her little sister – literally the girl of her dreams – was confessing that she felt the same way Daria did.

Daria’s heart pounded like never before, and all of the emotions and physical sensations she’d felt in her dreams for Miley came flooding back into her body all at once, igniting a passion and a fire in her body she never knew existed. Her stomach tightened as she experienced a real-life version of the sensations she’d experienced in her first two dreams about Miley – that she was the most breathtakingly beautiful creature she’d ever laid eyes on. The girl she loved more than anything in the world, and the fact that Miley was so sincere and so emotional right now only increased her beauty tenfold. Daria’s chest and her belly burned, and she felt a heavy and unmistakable throbbing between her legs.

She couldn’t leave Miley in this state. Miley was on the verge of tears – pained, tortured. Daria stood up from her bed, almost without thinking, and walked over to Miley’s bed. Miley stopped talking and froze. Daria sat down next to her sister, their knees touching. The sensation was electric.

Miley looked up at her, her eyes big and wet, searching Daria’s eyes, pleading. She was so beautiful it hurt. Daria felt a terrible aching in her chest and there was only one way to stop it.

Slowly, gently, Daria reached up with both hands, delicately cupping her sister’s face in them. Miley’s skin was so soft… Daria gently pulled her closer as she leaned in. As she came within inches of her sister’s face, she saw Miley’s eyelids softly close, her lips gently parted – so soft, so smooth. Oh, God. It is going to happen. Daria was really, truly, going to kiss the girl she loved more than anyone in the world – her own sister – in real life.

Daria’s heart thumped heavily in her chest as electricity coursed through her body at the realization that Miley wanted this too. Every nerve and every fiber in her being was tense with the knowledge that this was real. Slowly, she closed her own eyes, moving forward, and felt the wonderful heat of her sister’s face before pressing her lips to the most beautifully soft, most thrilling lips in the world – those of her little sister.

Time stopped. There was just heat, and warmth, and love. Daria held her lips against her sister’s, and as she did, she felt the fire in her belly and chest grow stronger. But something told her to pull back and look into Miley’s eyes again. She had to read them – to see what Miley was feeling.

So Daria pulled back from the most wonderfully blissful sensation of her life and opened her eyes. She saw the most beautiful girl in the world slowly open her eyes and look at her with such profound love it actually made her ache.

There was no mistaking it. Miley felt exactly the way she did and not one iota different. Daria felt the fires in her body burn hotter and heavier than ever before as she leaned back in, kissing her sister with firmer, heavier passion.

She felt Miley’s lips crush back against her own and she sighed heavily through her nostrils, holding her sister’s face tighter in her hands. She opened her mouth wider, kissing with a hunger she never knew she possessed, every nerve and fiber in her body alive with desperate arousal.

She wanted to feel every part of her sister’s mouth – merge it with her own. Her lips were incredible, but she wanted more. Daria opened her mouth, panting against her sister’s lips, and when Miley opened hers, Daria lunged forward, merging their open mouths and thrust her tongue into her sister’s mouth, eager to taste her saliva. She felt Miley sigh against her heavily as she pressed her tongue firmly against her sister’s, nearly shuddering at the contact. Daria felt a desperate urge deep within her as she licked her sister’s tongue, pulling it into her mouth, sucking on it.

She couldn’t get enough. The intensity with which she was drawn to her sister was almost painful. Her hands roamed over her sister’s arms, shoulders, back, sides – anything she could touch. She felt Miley’s hands on her body as well, gripping tight, squeezing, clutching her urgently.

The fire that she’d felt in her dreams burned hotter and more intensely than she was prepared for. It was in her chest, in her stomach, and, quite acutely, between her legs. Her body took over. Her passion consumed her. She had to get closer to her sister. She had to merge with her.

Daria turned in front of her sister, keeping her mouth locked on her as she leaned against her, pushing her back to the bed. They broke the kiss when Miley hit the mattress, panting heavily as Daria crawled over her and onto the bed.

Daria needed this. God, she needed it so badly. She saw her sister’s eyes staring back at her, burning desperately for more. Miley, almost instinctively, pushed herself back up the mattress, lying flat on her back as Daria followed her. Daria looked down at her sister hungrily, the fire within her burning intensely as they panted for breath.

Daria could barely believe this was happening. She never wanted anything so bad in her life. She quickly flipped her hair to one side so it wouldn’t be in Miley’s face before lunging down and covering her mouth with her own once again.

They sighed, kissing deeply. Daria not able to get enough of her sister’s lips, tongue, and taste. The throbbing between Daria’s legs was getting impossible to ignore and she quickly crawled up her sister’s body with her knees, hunching over to keep her mouth on Miley’s as her hands went to her jeans, trembling as she fumbled with the button and zipper, then hooking her thumbs in her jeans and panties, pushing them down forcefully with one thrust.

Daria didn’t really know what she was doing – she was operating purely on instinct. All she could think about was how hot and painfully aching her sex was, and how she had alleviated it in her dream with Miley.

Once Daria had her jeans and panties down to her knees, her hands desperately went to her sister’s waistband, fumbling with her button and zipper. Miley’s hands were there almost immediately and they were struggling to pull everything down, Miley’s hips rising off the mattress to get it over her butt.

Panting, Daria walked back on her knees, grabbing Miley’s bunched up garments in her fists, pushed her sister’s legs up, and pulled them up and off her body in one heavy motion. Miley’s legs fell back to the bed and Daria’s body fell between them, her mouth lunging for her sister’s once again.

“MMMMmmmmMMMNNNHHH!” the girls grunted as their bodies collided, their naked hips pressing together for the first time.

Daria pulled back from the kiss, gasping desperately for air as she tried to process the sensation of her hot, naked flesh against her sister’s, and especially her sister’s very short and very soft pubic hair, which tickled her crotch wonderfully.

After two or three short gasps, she went back to her sister’s mouth, her tongue going deep. As she felt Miley’s lips gripping her own, she thrust her hips forward, operating purely on instinct. Then, just as instinctively, Miley opened her legs wider and pulled her thighs back, welcoming Daria closer. Daria groaned as she thrust forward again, this time her hot, burning sex crushing against her sister’s soft, young lips.

“MMMMMMMMMMHHHHHHH!!” the girls squealed into each other’s mouths at the sensation.

This was it, Daria realized. This is what she had to do. It’s what she’d done in her dream and it felt so real, so right, and so unapologetically primal. They were kissing, with the lips of their mouths and the lips between their legs. Both places were hot, wet, and aching for more and stronger contact.

She thrust forward again, and again, and again, her brow furrowing, her eyes squeezed tight, seeing stars. She burned and ached like never before, her hips operating of their own accord, pumping, thrusting, humping as hard as they could in a desperate attempt to crush her sex against her sister’s, the same way their mouths were crushed together. To merge with her sister’s body, top and bottom, fluids mixing together at both ends. As sexual and primal a union as she could fathom. Humping. Thrusting. Hard. Tight. Hot. Wet.

She felt Miley’s hands gripping the shirt on her back, and suddenly Miley broke the kiss, gasping for air with a barely audible high-pitched squeak. From a survival standpoint, Daria was relieved – it was getting too intense and she needed to breathe too.

She held her forehead against Miley’s as she pumped her hips and looked down at her, panting hotly. Miley looked back up at her, bringing her hands down to cup Daria’s face as they humped. This was no dream. This was absolutely real and it was shocking in its intensity. Everything was building so fast and so hot…

“Omigod,” Daria panted. “Miley… Oh, God, Miley…”

Suddenly Miley’s face twisted up, her brow wrinkling tightly.

Her sister’s expression sent a bolt of sharp, hot energy through Daria, causing her to hump harder, with all her might, gritting her teeth. She thrust hard and tight, crushing her sex tightly and wetly against her sister’s, grunting as she felt the most powerful welling surge up from her core, spreading rapidly to her whole body.

Miley’s face stayed scrunched. “Daria! Daria!” And then her eyes went big, her mouth dropping open.

It was the most beautiful thing Daria had ever seen and she instantly climaxed. She was staring down into her little sister’s face, the most beautiful creature she’d ever seen, in the throes of an orgasm, her face frozen in the most breathtakingly beautiful expression she’d ever seen.

It was shocking how powerfully it affected Daria, and she instantly felt her orgasm magnify five-fold. Never in her life had she imagined pleasure of this intensity was possible, and she felt her own face twist up, holding her sister’s gaze, as their hips crushed together as tightly as possible, slick, hot pleasure coursing between them at the juncture of their bodies.

They were silent, frozen in orgasm, their bodies trembling heavily, until Miley’s hands moved up Daria’s back, gripping her tighter, then her legs swinging around the backs of Daria’s thighs, pulling her tight, locking their bodies together.

Daria’s body jerked as she felt another sharp jolt of arousal course through her, her hips involuntarily trembling against Miley’s, causing the expressions on Miley’s beautiful face to get even more extreme.

Through it all, their gaze held, never breaking eye contact, and it was causing deep and powerful emotions to course through Daria’s body. The orgasm was too intense – she couldn’t think, all she could do was feel. And she felt the girl of her dreams – the love of her life, her beautiful little sister, the girl she was never supposed to be able to have, who she’d been burning for desperately for what seemed like an eternity now – wanting this, wanting her, passionately, and they were having it, they were doing it, this was actually happening – she and her little sister were coming, heavily, joined in sexual union.

“AAH!” Daria screamed as she felt her heart swell to the breaking point, her body heaving into her sister, but not able to go anywhere as Miley had such a tight grip on her body.

And suddenly, she felt a different orgasm – this one from her chest, causing her entire body to tremble and shake. “HHHhhaahhhHHnnnhhh — HHHHhhhaaaahhhnnnnhh! HHHhhhaaaaaahhhhnnnnhhHHH!” She suddenly realized she was crying – sobbing actually, her body heaving, shaking and jerking. She was still coming too, and the heaving was prolonging her orgasm, as was Miley’s tight grip on her body.

It was a strange sensation, coming and crying all at once, but powerfully and wonderfully intense. Her upper body collapsed onto Miley’s, her head buried into her shoulder, and she could hear little sister gasp beautifully as her own orgasm continued. They held each other – gasping, panting, trembling, sobbing, jerking, until their orgasms slowly subsided, which seemed to take a wonderful eternity.

Daria felt her sister’s body pressed to hers – her arms around her, her legs around her, their clothed upper halves pressed together, chests heaving, breasts soft and wonderful, and their lower bodies joined, skin to hot, slick, wet skin. She felt overwhelming love and acceptance, her body tangled up with her sister’s, and once again felt herself start to cry – more silently this time. She felt Miley’s hands softly caressing her back, her breath next to her ear.

“Oh Daria… Daria, it’s okay…” Miley softly breathed.

Daria let herself cry for a minute, then began to collect herself as a stronger urge overcame her. She wanted to look at her beautiful sister’s face again.

Slowly, she raised her upper body – their lower halves still joined – and looked down into her sister’s painfully gorgeous face, her eyes wet with tears as she had clearly been crying as well, her mouth pursed into a smile that she was desperate to hold onto, lest she burst into tears. It was adorable.

“Oh, Miley,” Daria breathed, brushing aside some sweat-soaked strands of hair that had been plastered to Miley’s face. “Oh, my God,” she said, feeling her heart swelling again. “Is this real?”

Miley’s smile widened as she finally burst into a giggle-cry, her head nodding.

Daria giggled too, shortly though, as they gazed deeply into each other’s eyes. The silence as they stared at each other was beautiful. Daria brushed her fingers across her sister’s face and slowly leaned down toward her. Miley parted her lips and their mouths joined as beautiful warmth spread through their bodies.

Daria sighed, loving the soft, wonderful sensation of her sister’s lips against her own. Gently, she felt Miley’s hands on the sides of her face and they kissed deeper, softer, lovingly.

They wanted this moment to last forever, but there were footsteps coming down the hallway, getting louder. Panicking, Daria and Miley broke their embrace and quickly tried to disentangle themselves just as a knock came at the door.

“You girls okay in there?” their father asked from behind the door.

Daria panicked. They were still naked from the waist down, both on Miley’s bed. And the air… oh God, it smelled so strongly.

“I heard a loud thump and it sounded like someone was crying,” their father said behind the door.

“Oh!” Daria said, maybe a little too loudly. “I uh… I just… stubbed my toe against the bed!”

“Oh, okay,” their father said. “It sounded pretty bad.”

“It’s okay, I’m fine! I’ll be okay!” Daria shouted.

“Okay,” their father said as the footsteps walked back down the hall.

Daria and Miley looked at each other, their faces completely white with shock and panic. As soon as they saw the other’s expression, they immediately burst into giggles.

“God, that was close!” Daria gasped as their giggles died down.

“I know!” Miley said. “Can you imagine if dad walked in on us??”

Daria squeezed her eyes shut. “I don’t even want to think about it,” she said.

“Thank God he bought it,” Miley said.

“Yeah,” Daria said, realizing that that ‘thump’ their dad heard was probably the headboard hitting the wall on that last thrust Daria gave right at their climax. The thought sent a jolt of energy through her. But she quickly brought her attention back to the matter at hand. “We can’t get careless like that,” she said seriously.

“I know,” Miley said, her voice dropping.

“Mom and dad can’t know about this,” Daria went on. “Can you imagine?? Our lives would be over!”

“I… I know,” Miley said, squeezing her eyes shut.

Daria immediately kicked herself. She hated that pained look on Miley’s face. They had just connected for the first time in weeks it felt like, and it was absolute heaven. Why did she have to go and make Miley feel guilty for this? That wasn’t fair.

“Hey,” Daria said, placing her hand on Miley’s back. “Listen, this was beautiful. I don’t regret a single second of it, Miley, and I hope you don’t either.”

“I… I don’t,” Miley said.

The look on her sister’s face still pained Daria. “Oh God,” she sighed and wrapped her arms around her little sister. “I love you so much, Miley,” she said, completely sincere. “So much it hurts.”

“I love you too,” Miley said, close to tears.

Daria felt close to tears as well. This was so intense, so powerful. She was finally connecting with the girl of her dreams. She wanted her so bad, but she couldn’t risk losing her. “We just have to be careful,” she said.

“Okay,” Miley said, sighing. Daria could tell she felt a whole lot better.

Daria slowly pulled back from their embrace. “Which probably means getting some clothes back on now,” she said, smirking slightly.

“Yeah, I agree,” Miley said.

Continue on to Chapter 5!

By: J. R. Hartley

Claire looked at herself in the large mirror and started checking her make-up. Taking her lip gloss from her bag she reapplied a little on one corner of her mouth where it had been smudged.

When she’d entered the house, she’s gone to air-kiss Leia on the cheek in the fashion of two loosely acquainted friends but, well, missed. She’d caught Leia on the cheek by accident and had to apologize for being her usual clumsy self, leaving a ruby-red lipstick mark on her new friend’s face. Instinctively, she took the other woman’s head in her hands and wiped away the lipstick with her thumb as she would do for her own daughter.

“It’s been a while since anyone’s cleaned my face quite like that,” Leia said with an amused smile.

“Oh shi…. Oh, I’m sorry!” said Claire, horrified that in her nervous state she’d first reverted to her normal role of mother, and then again that she’d sworn in front of her hostess.

“That’s fine, Claire, honestly,” Leia said, offering a warm smile as a comfort. “And you can swear all you like. There are no fucking kids around,” she added to break the ice.

Claire sighed with relief and smiled before asking to use the bathroom. Leia pointed it out to her and she made her way upstairs. Claire was a few years older but was still very proud of her looks at 36. She was a little on the thin side but not unhealthily so and had shoulder length blonde hair with a slight wave running through it. She had a daughter, Jessica, from a previous relationship, and they lived together a few miles away, having moved to the area within the last six months.

Jessica had met Leia’s daughter, Molly, at school and the girls had become close friends in the past few months, spending more and more time in each other’s company. That had led to Leia and Molly being invited to a home barbecue Claire had organised recently for the friends they’d made locally in that time.

Leia and Claire had often bumped into each other at the school gates when picking up or dropping off the girls and had found themselves standing together whilst waiting. In part this was due to the ‘clique’ of school mums whom they never really fitted in with, and they both enjoyed having someone to talk to who wasn’t obsessed with school. Who wants to organize upcoming bake-sales or end-of-term parties before nine in the morning?

Partly, however, it was due to an unspoken attraction between the two women.

Claire emerged from the bathroom with her freshened lipstick and re-joined her hostess. Leia led her to the dining room and motioned for her to take a seat. “Drink?”

Claire gratefully accepted. She was understandably nervous and very nearly canceled this visit numerous times but eventually decided that she had no other option. Given what happened at the barbecue, Claire knew that she would have to face the music with Leia at some point.

She knew that they would have to discuss what happened but it didn’t help matters that Leia was spectacular. Molly’s mother was a little shorter than Claire and just 32 years old. She was of Spanish descent, with coal-black hair and a manner about her that made both men and women pay her a lot of attention.

Claire watched as Leia walked through the squared-off archway to her kitchen and pulled a bottle of sparkling Prosecco wine out of the bottom of the fridge where it got the coldest. Two large wine glasses were already washed and waiting on the side ready for use. Leia interlaced the stems between her fingers allowing her to carry both in one hand and headed back into the dining room.

“So, er, tell me the story about your name.” said Claire, trying to make small-talk. “You’d said it wasn’t your real name?”

“Ahh, well. It’s nothing really. I didn’t like my real name and I experimented with different variations and things. One night I went to a party with pigtails in my hair. We were messing around I ended up having it gathered in a bun shape on each side of my head and someone called me Leia and that stuck. That’s about it, really. You’re not driving are you?” Leia said as she filled the glasses.

“No, no. I came in a taxi.”

“That’s good. So. I think we need to talk, don’t you?” said Leia, changing the entire mood in just a few words. Claire clammed up and could only give a nervous nod. “Okay, Claire. Here it is. I’m going to be blunt now and tell you exactly what I saw from my perspective, okay?”

Claire nodded again. She suddenly felt like she was being interrogated and the room seemed to get uncomfortably warm. She knew it was all in her head, but that didn’t stop her flushing red. She’d already taken a large sip of wine and held the glass poised by her lips as if using it offered some sort of protection.

“At the barbecue, you specifically asked everyone to use the downstairs bathroom only. It was already quite late and both our girls were in bed. I was desperate to use the ladies room and so quietly sneaked upstairs. That’s when I saw you. I watched you for quite a while actually.”

The glass was doing nothing – Claire took another big gulp instead.

“I could see that you had pulled up your dress and had your hand inside your knickers. You were playing with yourself whilst looking into that back bedroom. The only people in that room were our daughters. Something or someone in that room led you to finger yourself and I think it was our little girls.”

Claire’s heart was racing as she looked at Leia, not saying a word as she didn’t want to incriminate herself.

“I saw that they were both asleep, so whatever triggered you to grab yourself was directly from your own imagination, wasn’t it Claire?”

She stared down at her table in front of her, unable to make eye contact and wishing she was anywhere but here.

“You stood outside the bedroom of our sleeping little girls, looking at them and finger-fucking yourself while imagining things which I can only imagine involved you and at least one of them.”

Claire’s embarrassment had grown throughout this conversation but Leia was absolutely right. There was no reasonable way to deny it. She’d tried to think of a suitable excuse, but there simply wasn’t one, so Claire did the only thing she could think of–she nodded.

The blonde was waiting for the hammer to fall and to be screamed at or hit or something, so she closed her eyes tightly. Leia instead smiled, unseen by Claire, and took a sip of her own wine to drag out Claire’s discomfort a fraction longer before continuing. “Hmm, that’s so hot.”

Claire almost spat out her wine, her eyes suddenly wide. “What?!”

“Jesus yeah, watching the effect that they had on you was mesmeric. I know what it’s like when you see something that just tickles every erogenous zone on your body at the same instant–it’s like your spine… hums. Seeing someone else experience that moment was ridiculously stimulating.”

Claire looked at her for a long time. She was partly relieved that the secret was out and was still processing the fact that Leia enjoyed it, but those feeling were more than balanced by embarrassment and a need to be guarded. “But it’s your daughter,” she whispered.

“Ah, so it was Molly then?” said Leia, sipping her wine. Both women took a sip of wine at the same time, not knowing who should speak next.

“You think she’s sexy, don’t you?” said Leia in a low, seductive voice. Claire was stunned at how this conversation had turned and held the glass to her lips, looking straight at her new friend.

She paused, a thousand thoughts streaming through her brain at such speed she couldn’t focus on any of them. Her lips trembling slightly, she whispered, “Yes,” before adding, “really sexy.”

“So what exactly were you imagining about my daughter?” asked Leia as if it was the most normal question in the world. “You might as well be honest with me.”

“You’re certain you don’t mind?”

“Absolutely. In fact, it’s making me cream in my knickers right now.”

Claire bit her lip as she thought. She’d been caught finger-fucking herself while watching this woman’s nine-year-old daughter and sort of confessed to imagining a scenario between them; it couldn’t really get much worse. After a long pause, Claire relinquished and added her side of the story, especially since it was turning Leia on rather than pissing her off. For the first time, she wondered where this might lead.

“I’d come upstairs to use my bathroom just like you did. All the lights were off, and as I passed by their room I checked in on them. You know how hot it was that day and the windows were open trying to get some breeze in. I was actually a little surprised they’d both fallen asleep with the barbecue still going on outside but…anyway. Both of them were out of the covers and they were both in little pyjama shorts with a t-shirt. Molly was lying on her right side right in front of me but with her left leg bent forward across her. I could see the curve of her body in the light from the floodlight outside, and it just suddenly overwhelmed me.

“I really like that position when…”, she hesitated before admonishing herself for this unexpected prudishness. “I really like that position when someone goes down on me as they can…they can get both front and back,” she admitted.

“Ah, you like having your arsehole eaten as well as your cunt, do you?” asked Leia.

The words shocked Claire but somehow helped turn her overriding feelings from guilt and shame towards being actually turned on. She couldn’t work out if Leia was still trying to trick her somehow but the 32-year-old actually seemed aroused, just as she’d said. Claire pressed on. She only liked to use the ‘C’ word in the most intimate scenarios but she realized she’d have to say it aloud in this conversation. That in itself was one of her taboos broken and it only added to her own arousal.

“I do, yes. I love having my… cunt eaten like that. And having a hot girl’s tongue in my arsehole is so hot.”

“Given the existence of Jess, I suspect that, like me, you haven’t always been exclusively into women and girls?” asked Leia.

“No,” Claire replied, “I was married years ago but we didn’t last long. He was desperate for a threesome, and I eventually relented having been curious for a while. I’d messed around with friends while growing up but that was me going all the way for the first time. In the end I think he felt a little left out, but he got his fantasy and I got the realization that I much preferred women. But…can we back up a step?”

Leia smiled, wondering if Claire had caught what she’d said.

“You just said that you’re exclusively into women?”

“That’s right.”

“And girls?” continued Claire. “You like girls?”

“I do,” said Leia, smiling.

Claire paused. “Do you like Jess?” she asked.

“Claire, the question was, what was going through your head when you were finger-fucking yourself whilst watching my little girl.” It was a simple question but it was another example of Leia framing their relationship; she would be slightly dominant over her friend.

Claire smiled, oblivious to the subtle manipulation. She’d instead been thinking that she’d veered off track in the conversation following Leia’s comments. She took back up where she’d left off.

“Okay. I saw her bottom and it made me think of her being licked. At first my thoughts were of a girly-sleepover where Jess was lying lower down the bed and licking her pussy, and that was the point I started to pleasure myself.”

Claire looked at Leia before continuing: “Then I wondered about doing it myself, then–” She stopped herself, not sure she wanted to admit the next sentence to herself, never mind anyone else.

“Then–?” prompted Leia, smiling.

Claire sighed, realizing she’d given herself up. “Then I had this vision that it was Jess and me both licking her at the same time.”

“I like that,” said Leia quietly.

“That’s what made me really play with myself,” said Claire, bringing an end to her confession.

“Thank you, honey,” said Leia, taking another sip of the wine. “The idea of you and Jess lying naked on a bed together, both licking the same pussy at the same time, is a real turn on.” Leia’s hand reached up, resting on her cleavage as her eyes glazed over slightly, clearly transported into her own little fantasy. “I can picture you both doing that to me and your tongues playing with each other over my clit.”

“Oh God, Leia,” Claire said, her breathing becoming noticeably heavier. Not only was this stunning woman forgiving…no, encouraging Claire’s desires towards her own underage daughter, but she’d also confessed to harboring similar desires toward Jessica. Worse than that…or was it better, she wasn’t sure any more… she’d also hinted at Claire’s darkest, most intense and personal fantasy: Claire and her own daughter.

Both women were lost in their own imaginations for a few moments before Leia continued the conversation. “That idea struck a nerve in your pussy, didn’t it?” she said, smiling gently. Leia knew how to dirty talk. She knew the little pauses to drop in and when to elongate or emphasize certain words. She could see Claire was a fan.

“It did” replied Claire.

“You and your daughter, your naked bodies pressed up against each other and kissing between my wide-spread thighs.”

“Oh fuck.” Claire’s thighs were pressing together hard now.

“Oh wow Claire, I can feel how wet you’re getting. You like this don’t you? You like me talking dirty to you like this?” Leia realized she had tapped into a rich seam of Claire’s depravity–already knowing the answer to every question she asked. “You like me talking about little girls, don’t you? Or when I mention incest? Mmm, and you like it when I mention that she’s only nine-years-old too? Oh wow, yes you do. Look how wet you are, you dirty girl.”

Claire blushed. “Yes.”

She stared into Claire’s eyes, which were glazed over with lust, and smiled. “You’re partial to some mother-daughter incest as well I see–good to know. So, do you think my little girl is sexy?” asked Leia, teasing her friend with a sultry smile. “You think my sweet little nine-year-old girl would be a good fuck?”

Claire instantly became both thoroughly embarrassed and thoroughly turned on. “I really do.” She wasn’t sure which mischievous part of her brain formed the next question but it proved to be a breakthrough point for both women: “Don’t you?”

Leia looked at her for a moment then held her arm forward, her glass tipped forward ever so slightly in Claire’s direction, inviting the same movement in return. The glasses clinked as Leia grinned. She’d decided it was time to bring Claire into her world.

“Fuck yeah, she’s sexy,” Leia said, grinning. “I guess you’ve already seen most of her flesh in those short shorts and tiny top but you just wait.”

“For what?”

“For when you see her naked. She has the sweetest little pussy.” Claire took a few seconds to process what Leia had said. “I mean,” Leia continued, “that is if you want to….” She left the thought hanging in the air–Claire would have to speak next.

“I’m going to see her naked?”

“If you want to,” said Leia. “She’s certainly happy to.”

Claire nearly spat back her wine. “You’ve talked to her about this? About me?”

“Of course! We’re really close.”

“But–but what kind of things did you…did she… say about me?”

“Well, it started off as quite an innocent conversation just before going to bed a couple of weeks ago. We were snuggled up together on the sofa together after watching some movie or other. We’d both had baths and were sitting there in our pyjamas when she started talking about Jessica.”

Leia refilled the glasses and was gazing at Claire now. She’d spent the previous couple of days planning what she was going to say and before Claire had even stepped foot through the doorway. Leia knew that if all went to plan, then Claire would be going home a very happy girl.

“She was saying how great Jess had looked in her little summer dress the previous day and how much she wanted to kiss her.”

“Wow!” said Claire “that’s quite… worldly of her, isn’t it?”

“You don’t know the half of it,” Leia said, smiling. “Anyway, I was teasing her and asking what else she’d like to do to Jess. She was getting slightly embarrassed and, dare I say, a little turned on when she also mentioned you.”

“You’re kidding me!”

“Not a bit,” said Leia, dismissing the comment and carrying on with her story. “She was talking about how nice you looked in those shorts and how they really suited you. She also really liked your shoes and I think she wants to pinch your sunglasses.”

Claire laughed then gave a shy smile. “Well…thank you.”

“And then I asked how much–precisely–she liked you and Jessica.”

“And?” said Claire.

“And…. she said she’d like to kiss you both at the same time, one on either side so she could turn her head and kiss a hot mother and daughter at once.”

“Oh, bullshit,” Claire said, laughing. “She did not say that; you’re messing with me.”

Leia simply smiled at her.

“Nine-year-old girls don’t go around talking about kissing other girls, never mind actually doing it. They certainly don’t have conversations about threesomes involving her friend’s mother too! What’s this all about, Leia?” asked Claire, confusion on her face.

“Let me ask you a question. What were we wearing when we came round to your house for the barbecue?” said Leia as she delved into her bag and took out her phone.

“Er… you were in a full length white bohemian dress with red flowers and Molly was in her shorts and bikini top, like we said.”

“Mmm-hmm, and you’d recognize your own downstairs bathroom, wouldn’t you?” asked Leia as her fingers flew over the screen’s surface.

“Well, yes, of course.”

Her friend turned the phone towards Claire to show the video she’d just opened. “Hi Claire, it’s Leia here and I’ve got Molly with me. We’ve just nipped away from the party for a few minutes to record this little message that you may or may not ever see. I hope you do though. We both do, don’t we, babe?”

“Hi Claire, yeah we do. I was looking at you and Jessica today at the party and you’re both looking so lovely.”

“They are, aren’t they, Molly? How does that make you feel?”

“It makes me feel like I want to kiss them both, Mummy.”

Claire’s pussy was suddenly getting wet, and she felt deliciously uncomfortable.

“Kiss them, baby? Together?”

“Fuck yeah, Mummy!”

Claire gasped at the sound of little Molly swearing.

“Well, let’s show Claire what you mean, shall we?” Leia and her daughter both smiled at each other and launched into a very tender but full-on passionate kiss.

“Fuck!” Claire breathed.

The mother and her little nine-year-old girl on screen were still kissing, and Claire watched as Molly began running her hands into her mum’s hair. Claire had always been a little jealous of Leia’s full black hair from the moment they’d met, and she’d wondered how it’d feel tightly grasped in her hands more than once. She closed her eyes momentarily and shook her head. Damn, Claire, she thought, you’re sitting watching a little girl and her mother kissing like this–one of your deepest fantasies–and you’re thinking about Leia’s hair? What’s wrong with you?

All too soon the video ended. Claire didn’t know what to say except that she knew she couldn’t just leave it at that.

“You and Molly?”

“Yes,” said Leia, slightly embarrassed but turned on herself.

“You kiss each other?”

“We–we do everything with each other.”

“So that’s why you were saying that about her sweet little pussy?” said Claire with a hint of a smile on her face.

“That’s precisely why I said that, yeah.”

Claire paused, pondering a very specific question for a while before finally gathering the courage to ask.

“For how long?”

Leia hesitated, smiling. “We’ll get to that. I take it from your reaction that you and Jessica aren’t playing with each other too?”

“No!” Claire said, a knee-jerk reaction. After a couple of seconds to process what she’d just seen and heard, she figured a confession to Leia was more than okay. “I mean… I’ve thought about it.”

“I’m not surprised,” said Leia, turning on the charm. “She’s such a sweet little girl, so charming and just as beautiful as her mother.”

Claire graciously smiled quickly as Leia took a sadistic little pleasure in taking the conversation in a different direction: “I’ve been wanting to fuck her since the moment I saw her.” Claire gasped but didn’t stop her. “I’ve often imagined looking down at those sexy blue eyes between my legs as she ate my cunt… mmmmmmmmm”

“Leia!” said Claire without any conviction.

“You like young girls, don’t you, Claire? You obviously like my little Molly and your own darling daughter is a little sexpot–I can’t imagine she would have escaped your attention.”

“Leia… I–”

“It’s okay, Claire.” She smiled. “I’ve already confessed that I regularly fuck my little girl. It’s okay if you want to fuck yours as well. Or mine, come to think of it.”

Leia watched Claire’s face for a response but didn’t get one. To prompt her, Leia stood up from the table, leaving the wine where it was and stretched out to take Claire’s hand in hers, pulling her up and walking her into the kitchen.

“This is a little more secluded. The dining room looks out onto the front of the property, but no-one can see us here.” Leia smiled seductively. “Just tell me one thing.” Claire nodded. “Would you like to watch it again?”

Claire was becoming audibly excited, her breathing more ragged, and she nodded her head. Leia grinned and pushed Claire gently back against the kitchen worktop, stepping in close so that their bodies were pressed together. Leia was a little shorter so her face was about level with Claire’s neck. She stretched up slightly, arching her back a little and pushing out her breasts into Claire’s slim body, then held the phone out in a position where they could both watch.

Claire certainly wasn’t complaining; Leia was a stunning woman–just her type actually–and she would have found this moment incredibly erotic anyway, but the addition of that video, the conversation and the wine were blowing her mind. They watched it through once more with Leia gently gyrating against Claire’s body. When it finished, she pressed play again. Leia turned her head and started to plant some kisses on Claire’s neck, breathing deeply and using her tongue to apply tiny licks as well. Claire’s knees almost buckled–she was almost overwhelmed with lust and possibilities.

The video played one final time and Leia reached up further, whispering into Claire’s ear just as the movie finished, “Her bald, little cunt tastes so sweet.”

Claire grabbed Leia’s head and started kissing her strongly, wrapping her leg around Leia and pulling her closer: “Oh fuck, Leia, that’s so hot!” she managed to moan in between kisses. The two women were writhing against each other for a few minutes as they whispered at each other.

“You like that, Claire? Did that turn you on?”

“Yes. Jeez, yes”

“Is it the thought of my little girl lusting after you which gets you all horny?” said Leia as she grabbed Claire’s breasts through her thin dress.

Claire nodded, kissing Leia harder.

“Mmm, you naughty slut. You like little underage girls do you? You like my little nine-year-old daughter?”

“Yes! Oh fuck, yes! I do!” she confessed.

“It makes you horny that my little nine-year-old girl lusts after you, doesn’t it?” asked Leia, sliding her hand down to press against her friend’s pussy. Claire moved her hips to allow Leia better access. This was a huge turn-on, particularly when Leia reached under her dress and slid her knickers to one side.

“Mmmm, I do love a shaven pussy,” Leia said, grinning, as she found Claire’s clit between her fingers, causing the blonde to judder slightly as Leia’s fingertips gently scissored together. Their kisses continued as did Leia’s filthy talk.

“What do you think of the video where Molly kissed me?” she asked, her tongue flicking out to touch Claire’s top lip.

“Oh fuck!” said Claire, her pussy wobbling now. “I really liked that.”

“Do you now?” she grinned. “You like that I kissed my little girl, do you? You like that I often kiss my little girl, and she kisses me too?” Leia’s fingers were running faster and faster now and Claire’s breathing was becoming ragged.

“You like the idea of mummies and daughters together, do you? Of nasty lesbian incest?”

Claire trembled. “Yes.”

“You like the fact that my daughter and I play with each other?” Leia was really ramping it up now, stressing some of the words and speaking them more loudly as Claire approached her orgasm. “You like that this hot little SLUT fingering your pussy right now fucked her own DAUGHTER last night, do you? You like that I ATE her tight little NINE-year-old CUNT? You like that my UNDERAGE little slut daughter made her mummy CUM on her pretty little tongue? Can you imagine that? My little girl between my legs with her little mouth attached to my CUNT?”

Something exploded inside Claire.

She had never orgasmed like this before, and the whirlpool inside her head and her climax seemed to last for minutes. Leia knew that she didn’t need to say any more–her words would already be going round and round inside Claire’s head as the orgasm flowed and ebbed. She merely supported her friend through the strongest parts to prevent her collapsing to the floor. Leia eased down her caresses, becoming gentler and slower as Claire gradually came back from her own mini-oblivion.

It took a few minutes for Claire to be able to stand properly again and straighten her clothes whilst Leia stood watching and smiling, licking her fingers clean one by one.

“You taste amazing, Claire.”

“Fuuuuuck,” groaned her friend, happily as she followed Leia back to the dining room to pick up the glasses of wine. Leia smiled, saying, “I think we’re going to have a lot of fun together.” Then she offered up her glass again in a silent toast.

Claire threw her head back for a moment, said ‘SHIT!” loudly at the ceiling before she faced Leia with a big smile as she raised her own glass to meet it. “What the fuck are we doing?” she said, laughing. “Cheers!” Clink!

Continue on to Chapter 2!

by Purple Les

I was naked except for my socks and sneakers. We were in Mom’s bedroom in the late Spring afternoon. My aunt Billie, my mom, my aunt Sue, cousin Sammie, and cousin Penny. They were all nude.

“Well, Katy,” Aunt Sue said, “Should we get to know each other a little better?”

She patted the bed next to her and I walked over to her. I sat on the bed next to her. Her boobs were eye level to me. I looked up at her face.

“Let’s get these off you.” Aunt Sue said to me as she untied my sneakers. As she pulled off my sneakers and socks, I looked past her.

My mom was on her back with my sixteen-year-old cousin Sammie on top of her. They were doing a sixty-nine.

My seven-year-old cousin Penny was on her back watching them. Aunt Billie was gently licking Penny’s pussy.

Aunt Sue looked at me watching them all. She pressed her boob closer to my face. I took her already hard nipple into my mouth. She put her hand on the back of my head and said, “That’s nice.”

After a while I took my mouth off her.

“Aunt Sue, you can touch me if you want but Sammie and Penny already made me come really hard upstairs.”

Aunt Sue smiled at me. She kissed my head.

“If you want to just watch for awhile that’s fine. Or, if you want, I can make you a snack in the kitchen if you’re hungry. Are you thirsty?” Aunt Sue asked me.

“I guess I am a little thirsty.”

Aunt Sue walked me into the kitchen. She poured some iced tea for me and herself. We stood naked together in the kitchen drinking it.

As we drank we looked each other over. I liked the way she was checking me out. I couldn’t take my eyes off her either. She looked like she could have been a ballerina or model. Some condensation dripped off my glass and on to my chest. Aunt Sue gently wiped the tiny drops off my chest with her hand. She brushed my tiny hard nipples as she did that.

“Aunt Sue? Can we go back in the bedroom now?”

“Sure. Do you feel like watching some more now?”

“Yeah. Um, plus I’m getting horny again. Can I lick your pussy?”

“Yes, of course, if you’d like to. We’ll do it in the bedroom so everyone can enjoy watching us.”

Aunt Sue put her hand on my shoulder and walked me back into Mom’s bedroom.

Aunt Sue was feeling and looking at my ass while we stood in the doorway to the bedroom looking in.

Sammie and Mom were still in a sixty-nine. Mom had a finger up Sammie’s ass-hole while Sammie worked on Mom’s pussy like she was in a watermelon-eating contest.

Aunt Billie was on her back. Penny knelt between Aunt Billie’s legs. She had put almost her whole hand in Aunt Billie’s pussy. Penny had been watching her sister with my mom. Now she looked at her mother and me standing there watching.

Aunt Sue sat down on Mom’s bedroom chair with her legs spread. I got on my knees between her legs. I moved my face toward her pussy. Aunt Sue stopped me by putting her hand on top of my head.

“Katy,” Aunt Sue said softly. “I want you to tell me why you want to lick my pussy. I won’t let you do it till you tell me something.”

“Golly. I’m not sure what to say.”

I thought for a moment then said, “I guess because I really like to lick pussy. I really love to lick one I’ve never licked before. I like the way yours looks, Aunt Sue. I never saw a clit so big before. I wonder if you taste like Sammie. I want to lick where Sammie and Penny came out, because I love them I want to reward your pussy for letting them come out of it. I think most of all I want to have you come on my face because I love you so much. Please, may I lick you, Aunt Sue? It would make me so happy. I love the way your pussy looks and smells. Please, let me. Please! I’ll die if you don’t let me lick you.”

I thought to myself I sounded stupid but I didn’t know what else to say. It was the truth.

Aunt Sue took her hand off my head and said, “Yes, go ahead.”

As I licked Aunt Sue’s pussy, I could hear Sammie having a come. Moments later I heard Aunt Billie come too.

Then Penny was kneeling at my side. She watched me eating out her mother. While she watched she put her hand on my ass and felt me up. Aunt Sue put her hand on my head again, but not to stop me. It was to push my mouth against her pussy harder while she moved her hips up and down. Aunt Sue came really hard on my face. I tried to get every last drop of her pussy cum. Then she started to half laugh, half cry and pushed me away. I knelt back some on my heels and looked at Aunt Sue.

She seemed totally relaxed. Aunt Sue’s legs were spread wide. She had a light gloss of sweat all over her and she was catching her breath.

“My favorite niece,” she said.

That was her joke. I was her only niece and she loved to say I was her favorite.

Penny said, “Let me kiss my Mom’s cum off you, Katy.”

She hugged me and kissed me. Penny kissed me so hard that I ended up on my back with her on top of me. I thought I was all fucked out but after kissing for a while with her rubbing her pussy against mine, when Penny asked, “Can we sixty-nine?” I agreed and Penny arranged herself on top of me. I loved licking her little kid pussy and she sure did a great job on mine. We came almost at the same time.

Penny lay next to me after and we saw that everyone else had been watching us. We all lay on Mom’s bed together after we’d taken turns refreshing ourselves in the bathroom.

Aunt Sue said, “Katy, Billie and I have already explained all this to Sammie and Penny. Carol, do you want to tell your daughter?”

“No.” Mom said, “I’d enjoy hearing you and the girls tell her.”

“Well, Katy, tomorrow if you’d think you’d like to we’re all…” started Aunt Sue.

Penny interrupted her mother mid-sentence. “We’re all going to this woman’s house and get naked and have sex. Like all girls and women and…”

Now Sammie interrupted her little sister, “We’re going to have a very nice little sex party. It’s all people you know and like. I know it’s a lot to take in, Katy. Do you think you’d enjoy it? It will be kind of like what we just did but even better, I think. Do you think you’d like to join us all?”

Sammie was right. It was a lot to take in. I’d read stories like that in Juicy Secrets. I’d thought about it. Mary had talked about it. Now it was really going to happen. I felt happy and scared. I looked at Mom.

Mom smiled at me. It was her “I love you no matter what” smile. Even with her super short hair and the weight she’d lost I still thought she was the most beautiful woman on earth.

Mom said to me, “There’s no wrong answer, Angel. You have time to think about it. Ask any of us anything you want about it. If you want to or not we all still love you.”

Sammie gave me a hug and said, “That’s right. Just like your mom said. We all love you no matter what you decide.”

Aunt Billie said, “It will be very relaxed, Katy. No pressure to do anything. You can watch. Or leave to another room. You can do as little or as much as you want.”

“Well, I can hardly wait.” Penny said. “It’s gonna be so great! All those naked women and girls, I’m horny again already.”

Penny sat back with her legs spread wide and began to masturbate.

Sammie said, “Let me help you, Sis.”

Then Sammie put her face to her little sister’s pussy and helped her to another come. As I watched I knew I wanted to see more of that with more people. But I was still a little nervous about it too.

Later we ordered Chinese food from the Tran’s restaurant. Mrs Tran delivered it. She was talking to the grownups about tomorrow as they got the food sorted out.

I asked her, “Are you and Mary and Lucy going to be at that party?”

“Oh, yes, Katy. We are all very excited about it. We hope you’ll be there too,” Mrs Tran said.

Later, after dinner, I asked more questions. The more I thought about it the more I wanted to be there. I knew I had to do it. I would regret it if I didn’t. In my heart I knew I wanted to do it, even if I was still nervous about it.

That night Aunt Billie slept on the couch. Aunt Sue slept with my Mom. Up in my room Sammie slept in my bed. Penny slept in my sleeping bag with me. We talked for a little while about nothing really and fell asleep.

I woke up with a wonderful tingle in my pussy. I had no idea how long I’d been asleep. My bedroom was dark except for the nightlight on the stairs. It took me a moment to understand what was happening. Then I knew. Penny had her hand down the front of my pajama bottoms and was lightly rubbing my slit.

Penny giggled and whispered, “Feel good?”

“Yeah.” I whispered back as Penny rubbed my now slick slit. “It feels real good.” Penny touched my clit and I couldn’t hold back.

“Oh, yeah! Do that!” I gasped out louder than I wanted. I heard Sammie move in my bed.

“What are you guys doing?” Her voice was sleepy and annoyed. She groaned and said, “It’s the middle of the night. What’s going on?”

Penny’s answer to her big sister was, “I woke up horny, Sammie. So I started rubbing Katy’s pussy.” Which she hadn’t stopped doing.

Sammie said, “Mom said we should take it easy. Want me to wake her up and get you in trouble? Or will you go to sleep? Besides, if you were horny you should be rubbing your own pussy, not waking up Katy and me.”

Penny sounded a little scared for real when she answered, “Don’t get me in trouble. I’m sorry. Honest.”

“Um, Sammie.” I said. “Now that’s she started I don’t think I can get back to sleep till she’s done with me.”

Sammie sighed. She got out of bed and knelt on the floor by us. Sammie was nude. “Let me see what you two are up to in there.” Sammie said. She could tell I’m sure that we had both had our eyes glued to her hot body.

Sammie unzipped the sleeping bag and pulled the top part back. She could see Penny’s hand moving under my pajama bottoms.

“So what’s going on here?” Sammie asked pretending to act like a grown up. Or maybe at sixteen she thought she was.

Penny stopped moving her hand and said, “Nothing. Honest.”

“Then why is your hand under Katy’s pajamas?”

“Um, my hand was cold.”

“Really? Well I’ll see about that.” Before Sammie had finished the sentence she undid the two snaps on my pajama bottoms and pulled them down to my knees. She touched Penny’s hand and said, “Feels warm to me. Why is your finger half in Katy’s pussy?”

Penny giggled again and said, “Because I want to make her come. And maybe you can help me come. Please, sis.”

“All right.” Sammie said, “But let’s make this fast. I have to get some sleep.” Sammie stood up and began to rub her pussy a little. “Now you two get naked.”

As Penny and me pulled our pajamas off, Sammie said, “Penny, while you rub Katy, I’ll lick your pussy. Okay, guys?”

All three of us were naked now and Penny and I agreed with Sammie’s plan. Penny stretched out on her back with her legs spread. Sammie lay on her tummy. I was loving a great view of Sammie licking her little sister. Plus I got to see Sammie’s bare ass wiggling around while she did that. Penny was feeling my pussy some but not giving it the attention I really needed.

So, after a little bit, I arranged myself over Penny’s face. When Penny saw what I was doing it made her giggle. Penny’s giggling stopped as my pussy reached her mouth. I was riding Penny’s mouth and tongue as I looked down and watched Sammie looking at me sitting on her sister’s face.

Me and Penny came pretty fast and Penny said, “Thanks, guys. I can sleep now.” Then she put her pajamas back on and got in the sleeping bag.

“Not so fast.” said Sammie. “I need a come. Now!” Sammie lay back and pulled her knees to her shoulders and said, “Get busy you two.”

Penny and me took turns licking Sammie’s wet pussy. While I licked Sammie, Penny watched me. Then Penny licked her sister and I loved watching that. Then I licked Sammie’s butt hole while Penny kept licking Sammie’s pussy. That seemed to do the trick and Sammie had a nice come.

Then I put on my pajamas too. Sammie got back in bed. I cuddled up to Penny and we all fell fast asleep.

I didn’t wake up again till I heard the grownups downstairs. Sammie woke up too. “It’s almost nine.” Sammie grumbled. I stretched and yawned and then kissed Penny on the side of her face to wake her up. We went downstairs one by one, me then Sammie. Penny didn’t come down till Aunt Sue yelled up the stairs for her to get up.

It felt sort of like a holiday even though it wasn’t. After we’d had breakfast and taken showers and everything we were in Aunt Sue’s SUV headed for Professor Jean Edgeington’s house. Aunt Sue drove with Aunt Billie in front giving directions. Mom and Sammie were chatting. I looked out the window just listening to everyone and Penny slept.

We were all kind of excited as Aunt Sue pulled in to Jean’s driveway. I saw Mrs Tran’s car. I saw Sandie Sanchez’s little pickup truck also. There was also Mrs Collins car in the driveway. We piled out of the SUV and everyone was in the backyard.

Those that hadn’t met before were introduced to each other. It was a nice party. Everyone seemed to be happy and in a good mood. It had been nice and warm in the car coming here. Now outside, the clouds started to cover the sun and the breeze was a little too cool.

Jean said, “Let’s all move indoors now.”

Slowly the backyard was abandoned and we all crowded into the big living room and dining room. There were all kinds of snacks and treats and beverages on the table. Nobody seemed to want to eat or drink much though. We were all glad to be inside now as raindrops pounded the windows.

Mrs Collins announced that her daughter Amy would be delaying college to be in a touring company for Hair. Then after a little encouragement from her Mom, Amy sang a song for us.

Amy said, “This is from Hair and I think it kind of fits for this occasion. Hope you like it.”

We all got quiet and at first Amy just hummed the melody, it sounded like a spiritual song, and then she began to sing in her strong pretty voice, and she sang the little song I had heard on the Hair album, all about the various sex things people can do together and it ends with an invitation to join in an orgy

Then she gave a fast bow and we all clapped. Amy really sang well. Me and some of us other kids didn’t understand all the words. The grownups explained it all to us. Mrs Collins gave Amy a big hug and seemed very proud of her daughter.

Jean said, “Okay, girls. I’d like you all to continue to get to know each other while we adults get things ready downstairs for our,” Jean hesitated a moment and then said, “orgie de sexe de groupe l’inceste”.

I looked at Mary who had a big smile on her face. She put her mouth near my ear and said in a voice soft as a rabbit’s fur, “It means we’re all going to have sex.”

The grownups all went to the basement. I’d seen it when I’d slept over with Siobhan. It was nothing like our basement at home. Jean’s basement had a home theatre, a bar and like another whole living room. There was a bathroom down stairs also.

Us girls just talked and got to know each other a little better.

Lucy kept staring at Amy Collins till Mary said to her little sister, “It’s rude to stare, Lucy.”

Lucy whispered something into Mary’s ear and Mary smiled.

Mary said, “Well ask her, Lucy. Don’t be shy.”

Lucy giggled and said, “Amy, do you have any underwear on?”

Amy had on a tight green skirt. I couldn’t see any pantie line. For a top Amy had on a green cardigan sweater. Her boobies did seem to bounce around under it a lot.

Amy smiled and said, “No. This is all I have on.”

That information made Lucy and Penny giggle. I felt a sudden tingle in my pussy. I saw Mary and Siobhan looking Amy up and down now.

My cousin Sammie seemed like she had a crush on Amy even though they had just met today.

All of us were either bare foot or in our stocking feet.

Mary had on a black dress with spaghetti straps. The dress came to the middle of her thighs. Mary lifted the hem of her dress up past her tummy and said, “Well I have panties on.”

We all stared at her. I liked seeing her belly button. Mary’s panties were small black and tight with sparkles on them. They had a little bow on each side of them.

“That’s the only underwear I have on. I want to be like Amy now.”

Mary looked at me and said, “Katy, undo the bow on one side of my panties.”

I pulled the tiny black ribbon and half of her panties came loose showing her bare hip.

“Now pull the other one.”

I slowly pulled it undone and the front of her panties dropped away and we were suddenly looking at Mary’s puffy little bare pussy.

The back of her panties were wedged in her butt crack and I pulled it out. The panties fell to the floor and I stared at her hot bare ass.

Mary leaned over a chair and said, “Kiss my ass, Katy.”

The room was silent and I bent over and kissed Mary’s taut but soft butt cheeks back and forth.

Mary reached back and spread her cheeks and said, “Rim me.”

I stuck out my tongue and ran it around her tight little butt hole.

After a minute Mary stood up. She hugged me and put her mouth to my ear and whispered to me, “Katy, you’re like a super perv today.”

Then Mary pulled her dress back down.

Lucy pulled her arm out of her left sleeve and was going to take her top off.

Amy said, “What are you doing, Lucy?”

“I want to be naked.” was her reply.

“We’d all like that, but our Mom’s have other plans so don’t undress yet.” Amy said. Since she was eighteen we listened to her. Then she said, “Samantha, why don’t you go downstairs and see if they’re ready for us yet.”

My cousin Sammie hated to be called Samantha, but she seemed to love being called that by Amy.

“Okay, Amy,” was all Sammie said and she went downstairs.

“While we wait,” said Amy, “Let’s have a little fun. Lucy, you kiss, Penny. Katy, you and Mary kiss. And Siobhan, you kiss me.”

We all paired off and began to kiss.

Me, Lucy, and Penny were all wearing play clothes. Siobhan had on a sundress. Sammie had worn a skirt and blouse.

Me and Mary broke our kiss to look at the other girls. Lucy and Penny were French kissing. They both had their hands down the back of each other’s pants. Amy and Siobhan were also French kissing. Siobhan was feeling up Amy’s boobies and Amy had her hands under Siobhan’s dress.

Sammie came back up from the basement. We all turned and looked at her. She looked wide eyed at all of us. Sammie’s face was flushed and I saw that her blouse was buttoned up all wrong. I could see her bra was gone now too.

Sammie grinned and said, “They’re ready for us to come downstairs now.”

We went down the basement steps. Me and Mary were behind everyone else. Suddenly the girls in front of us stopped and me and Mary ducked our heads a little to see what the holdup was.

The other girls had stopped in mid step because of the sight before them. All the grownups were bare ass naked. Slowly we all moved down and took a good look at them. Lucy started to pull her shirt off.

Her mother, Grace Tran, laughed and pulled Lucy’s shirt back on saying, “Not just yet, honey. Aunt Jean has a game for us all to play first.”

“That’s right,” said Jean. “Let’s all move over to the home theater side of the basement and I’ll explain.”

We followed the grown ups across the basement watching their bare butts as we went. All the furniture had been covered in sheets or towels. We sat down in the comfy home theater seats. There was a big TV screen on the wall. Jean stood in front of it on a small stage or platform. It wasn’t real big.

“Is everyone comfortable?” Jean asked.

We all kind of said, “Yeah.”

“Well,” Jean continued, “We sort of agreed that it might be fun for all of us to watch us mothers undress our daughters. Like we told Penny and Lucy earlier, they could pick a guest mom just for this part of our party. Sandie will be Penny’s guest mom and Billie will be Lucy’s guest mom. That way we have a woman for each girl.” Jean gave a big smile as did all the moms. Real or pretend mom for a day.

“So what we are going to do is this. Each mother will undress her daughter for the rest of us. We decided to go by age. The age of the mothers I mean. I seem to be the oldest so I’ll start.

“Siobhan, would you come up here with me, please?”

I’d been half listening. I’d been busy staring at Jean’s boobies and hard nipples. Her bare pussy was glistening in the light that shone on the tiny stage. The rest of the room was kind of dim. Siobhan stepped up next to her mom.

Jean gave her eight-year-old daughter a kiss on the mouth and said, “Okay?”

Siobhan looked at us all and said, “Yes, Mother. I’m ready to be nude also.”

There were two straps on the top of Siobhan’s sundress. They were both tied in a bow on each shoulder. Standing behind her daughter Jean pulled them both at the same time and the dress dropped around Siobhan’s ankles. Jean knelt down in front of Siobhan and pulled her striped blue and white panties down. Jean gave Siobhan’s pussy a fast kiss and stood back up.

They stood together for a minute just letting us look at them naked together. Jean said, “I believe that you are next, Kay.”

Jean sat down with us. Siobhan sat on her mom’s lap. Jean’s hand was gently playing with Siobhan’s bare little vulva.

Mrs Collins came up to the platform with her daughter Amy. Mrs Collins unbuttoned Amy’s dark green sweater and took it off her. Amy pulled and rubbed her tits as her mom undid the button on Amy’s dark green skirt. Kay pulled the zipper down and gave a small push and the skirt fell to the floor. Amy stepped out of it and kicked it out of the way along with Siobhan’s sundress and panties.

Mother and daughter faced each other and kissed. I looked over at Jean and Siobhan. Jean was masturbating Siobhan now and Siobhan was enjoying it while watching a teacher from school and her eighteen-year-old daughter making out.

Amy and Kay broke their kiss and Amy said, “Sue, I guess you and Sammie are next.” As they got off the little stage, Amy kissed my cousin Sammie and said, “I’m looking forward to this.”

Kay and Amy sat together and began to masturbate each other while on the stage Aunt Sue said, “Well, we moms already had a sneak peak with my daughter, Sammie, I hope you girls like what you see.”

Mary, Lucy, Amy, and Siobhan had never seen Sammie naked before. They were all staring at Aunt Sue’s little boobies and big hard nipples. Lucy said, “She’s got a dinky.”

“No,” Grace Tran said to her youngest daughter, “That’s her clit.” Lucy was wide eyed.

A moment later and Aunt Sue threw her daughter’s blouse and skirt aside and mother and sixteen-year-old daughter stood naked kissing each other.

Aunt Sue looked at me and said, “Carol, you and Katy are next.”

Mom looked at me and said, “Okay, Angel?”

I’d liked watching so far. I felt scared but I figured it was only fair for me to do what they were all doing.

I looked at my Mom and then I stood up and said, “Okay, Mom. Undress me.”

I giggled ’cause it all seemed so unreal. I gave myself a quick pinch. It was all real for sure. We walked up to the little stage. I had on my denim bib overalls and a t-shirt and panties. I wore them cause Mom thought I looked cute in them.

Mom unbuttoned everything and then I was just in my shirt and panties. Mom took off my shirt. Then she bent over and pushed my panties down. She picked my clothes up and threw them aside. Mom looked at me and said, “Please, suck my nipples.”

I turned around to do that. I took her big hard nipple in my mouth. I heard someone say “Oh yeah, love that ass!”

Mom reached down and squeezed my butt cheeks and said, “I love it too. Grace. I think you and Mary are next.”

Me and Mom sat down. Now I was sorry it was over. I liked what we’d just done. Having my Mom get me naked in front of all these wonderful women and girls.

On the stage Mary stood on her tiptoes and kissed her mom. As she kissed her mom her hands played with her mom’s tits. Grace Tran looked beautiful and so natural with no clothes on. I loved her small nicely shaped breasts and the dark triangle of hair over her pussy. They stopped kissing. Grace had Mary turn her back to us. Grace pulled down the zipper on the back of Mary’s dress. We could now see Mary’s lovely bare back. Grace had Mary face us now. Grace pushed the dress off Mary’s shoulders and it fell to the floor.

Grace laughed when she said, “Hey! You had panties on when we got here. Where did they go?”

Mary stood there as naked as her mom and said, “Oh, they came off upstairs.”

Grace Tran now held her ten-year-old daughter Mary close to her as they kissed again. Mary’s hand went to her mother’s pussy and began to play with it as Grace let out a soft moan.

We were all spellbound watching mother and daughter.

I looked over and saw Kay and Amy Collins masturbating each other, me and Mom were playing with each other now too.

Suddenly Lucy ran up to the stage pulling my Aunt Billie behind her.

Lucy said, “Okay. Enough with you two, it’s my turn to get naked already.”

As she said this Lucy had pulled off her shirt and pants. Mary and Grace slowly left the stage and Aunt Billie and Grace kissed for a moment as Grace led her ten-year-old daughter Mary to the seats.

Aunt Billie’s pussy was bare like always.

Lucy said, “Pull my panties off.” After Aunt Billie had done that we all looked at the now nude six year old.

Lucy spread her small labia open as wide as she could and announced “This is my poochie. You can all kiss it too.”

That got some laughs and some “Don’t worry I will” from the rest of us.

Last but not least Sandie Sanchez and my cousin Penny came up on stage. They were such a beautiful contrast I thought.

Sandie with her nicely muscled but soft body. Her little patch of pubes over her pussy and her black hair and dark brown eyes. Her full red lips. No one seemed to care about the big diagonal scar down her back. It hardly mattered because her ass is so nice.

We’d all been checking out Sandie but now our attention shifted to my seven-year-old cousin Penny. Sandie knelt in front of Penny. They were facing each other and we were watching them in profile.

Penny said to Sandie, “I think you’re beautiful.” I saw Sandie’s eye get kind of moist. Penny bent over just a little to kiss the kneeling grownup. Penny had her long blonde hair in a ponytail. Her skin was almost pale compared to Sandie’s. They reminded me of a ‘ying/yang’ symbol.

Penny gave a big smile and said, “Now strip me bare naked.” Penny knelt down. Sandie pulled off Penny’s shirt like she was opening a delicate gift. Her two small pink hard nipples were visible now.

Most of the girls and women hadn’t ever seen Penny naked. I looked around. Amy and Kay were masturbating each other still. Siobhan looked like she may come soon. Jean was still masturbating her daughter while now also rubbing her self off.

Me and Mom were both playing with ourselves. Mary and Lucy were staring wide eyed at the action on the stage while their mother Grace played with their little girl pussies. Amy was half watching the stage and half watching the rest of the room. Amy was looking the most at my cousin Sammie who was diddling her mom’s big clit while she played with her own pussy.

I looked back as Penny stood back up and Sandie slowly pulled the little girl’s jeans down. Sandie helped Penny step out of them. Sandie turned Penny around and ever so slowly pulled the back down till Penny’s cute little ass came into full view. Next she faced Penny toward us and pulled down the front of the panties slowly revealing my cousin’s tiny bare slit.

Sandie kissed my cousin Penny’s puffy little pussy. Penny petted the top of Sandie’s head and Sandie looked Penny’s perfect little body up and down.

Jean came up on the stage with them and said, “Let me just remind everyone. No means no. We’re here to have fun, we are all free to do as little or as much as we would like with whoever we’d like. Other than that feel free do to each other as you please.

“As your hostess I want to thank you all for coming,” This was interrupted by my Aunt Billie with, “I didn’t come yet.”

There was a laugh and then Jean continued, “Make yourselves at home. Snacks and drinks are upstairs. Now let’s all go over to the other side of the basement and have some fun.”

Continue on to Chapter 32!

 

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