Juicy Secrets Forbidden Tales of Lesbian Love

By Naughty Mommy

The next day, Saturday, after a late breakfast, Jess and I decided to ride our bikes to the big mall which is about three miles away. Our moms were just relaxing. Well, my mother was looking at all these papers and things from her office, if you can believe that, while Jessica’s mom, Karen, was reading a magazine.

Anyway, we walked with my bike over to her house where Jess got her bike, and then we took off.

It was a lot of fun at the mall. We had a good time trying to shock people, holding hands in public, acting sort of romantic, even kissing a few times. No one really paid much attention to us, unfortunately, but still it was a blast.

We walked all around both levels of the mall, going inside some stores and looking at what they had. Neither of us bought anything, but we did try on clothes a couple times and made out like crazy in the dressing rooms. Jess said she wanted to play a video game in the arcade, so we did that, and later we got some Frosties and fries at Wendy’s in the food court.

On the way home we took a different route and rode through this city park which is close to our neighborhood. That was really nice. But what was even nicer was what we did when we got back to my house.

 

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“This is so amazing, just incredible,” said Karen. “How long did it take you to acquire all this?”

Nora smiled. “Most of it I got in sort of a big spurt a few years ago. I found this treasure trove on the web and downloaded as much as I could. Then I traded with some people too, other collectors online. Now I have just about everything I want, though, so I don’t do that very much anymore.”

They were in Nora’s bedroom, sitting at her desk, taking some time to review the full breadth of her extensive collection of digital photos.

“I would go wild if I had so many pictures like this. I’m sure I’d —” Karen burst out laughing. “I was gonna say I’d be masturbating all the time. Except I already do that, so I don’t know what I’d do.”

“Well, you can look at them any time you want. All you have to do is ask. What’s mine is yours, beautiful lady.”

The women shared an open-mouth kiss, then went back to looking at the photos on the computer. Karen wore a short silk robe, borrowed from Nora, and nothing else. The robe was open and Karen’s hand was between her legs, routinely stroking as she’d been doing almost since they first sat down. Nora was in a pair of loose terry shorts and an oversized tank top, with no bra and no panties. She wasn’t playing with herself, not quite yet. Her pussy was still sore from all they’d done the night before, but she felt the need and squirmed in the chair, squeezing her legs together.

“Show me the kind you like best,” said Karen. “Some of the ones, you know, that turn you on the most.”

“All right.”

 

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We put our bikes in the garage and came in the back way, through the kitchen. Our moms weren’t in the kitchen and they weren’t in the living room either, where we’d left them.

When we turned to go down the hall, I saw that my mother’s bedroom door was open just a crack and I thought I could hear voices from inside. That gave me a sneaky idea.

I put my finger to my lips, signaling Jess to be quiet, then took her hand and together we crept up close to the door. We listened and heard…

“God, they are so hot. I wish I could eat every one of those little pussies.” That was Karen, Jessica’s mother.

“I know. I can never get enough,” said my mom. “Just look at their beautiful bodies, so smooth and so young. So fuckable.”

“What age do you think you like best?” Karen asked.

“Mm, maybe around twelve.” (That’s my age, I realized with a thrill.) “Just when the girls are starting to mature, getting little breast buds, possibly their first bit of pubic hair.”

“Yeah, that’s really awesome. It’s so exciting to see. I have to admit, though,” said Karen, “that even when they’re younger, only nine or ten, they can still be so, so sexy.”

“Oh, of course, no doubt. I can easily come to a picture of a girl that age. Like, wait — here, let me show you this one.”

“My god, just look at her…”

Jess squeezed my hand and led me away a few steps. She whispered in my ear, “Let’s both take off all our clothes and jump in the room and surprise ‘em, okay?”

I grinned. “Really??”

“Yeah, let’s do it.”

So we did. We stripped right there in the hall, staying as silent as we could, trying not to giggle. Leaving our clothes in a pile, we tiptoed up to the door, looked at each other, nodded, then burst inside.

“Surprise!!” we both called out, our arms flung up in the air.

“You wanna see some naked girls?” cried Jess. “Real-life naked girls? Here we are!”

Our mothers whipped around toward us from where they sat at the desk. My mom was blushing like mad, with a hand over her mouth. But Karen clapped and laughed, “Beautiful! Just beautiful!”

I sat down on the bed, panting with exhilaration, and Jess took a seat beside me. “Were you guys lookin’ at porn?” she asked.

“Uh-huh,” Karen nodded. “Lia’s mom was showing me all these really great pictures she has. But you’re right, honey. Having you two here in the flesh with us is even better.”

As she said this, her eyes ran up and down our nude bodies. She spread her legs and started playing with herself. All she had on was one of my mother’s robes, which was open already so she was practically naked like us. I’d seen Karen masturbate plenty of times before, of course, but never with my mom there too. This was new and exciting!

“We, uh…” began my mother, still blushing. “Maybe we —”

“What?” Karen interrupted. “You’ve done it before with Lia, and I’ve done it with both of them. So why don’t we all do it together?”

“I want to,” said Jess.

I glanced down and saw that she had both hands between her legs, massaging her pussy. Then I looked up at my mom, who was staring at Jessica, her eyes wide.

“I think we should do it, Mom,” I told her. “We can all watch each other. That’d be fun, wouldn’t it?”

She didn’t say anything, just nodded and licked her lips as she brought a hand up to her breast and squeezed it through her tank top. It was easy to see that her nipples were hard. When I saw that and thought about it, it made my mouth water. I really wanted to suck my mom’s nipples!

I scooted back on the bed so I could put my feet up and get to my pussy more easily. Although I wasn’t very wet yet, I knew it wouldn’t take long. As I began rubbing my clit with my right hand, I poked the index finger of my left hand just inside my opening, moving it around a bit. I love how that feels.

Karen moved her chair nearer, then lifted one foot up on the bed, right next to me. Her legs were wide apart. I could see everything, and unlike me, she was already very wet. Her fingers gleamed with moisture as she slid them in and out of her vagina.

My mom stood, pulling her tank top off over her head and tossing it away. She shoved her shorts down and stepped out of them. Now she was naked. Pulling her chair next to the bed, she sat down again and put her feet up, one on either side of Jessica. She used her fingers to open her labia, fully exposing herself.

“Show me your cunt, little girl, and I’ll show you mine,” my mother said.

“Oh my god,” said Jess, her face turning red.

She’d seen lots of naked women before, of course, ever since she was just a little girl, sometimes up very close like this. But I think it probably turned her on even more knowing it was my mom she was looking at. Anyway, she seemed really excited.

“I love your little pussy,” said my mom. “So hot and sexy. Will you let me have a good look at it?”

“Um, yeah, okay,” Jess nodded, as she pulled her pussy lips back.

“Jesus Christ, look at that,” my mother said. Dropping her feet to the floor, she leaned in extremely close between Jessica’s legs. For a moment I thought she might even start licking, but she didn’t. She just studied her, sighing, “Ooh, that is so hot… a beautiful, juicy, little girl pussy…”

“I’m gonna come, Lia,” announced Karen breathlessly. “You want to see me come?”

“Huh?”

I turned my attention back to her. Karen’s hand was moving really fast, making a squishy sound and slapping against her vulva as she fucked herself. The smell of sex was strong.

“I’m gonna come,” she repeated. “Want to watch me come?”

“Yeah, I do, and I wanna come for you too.”

I rubbed my clit more quickly while pushing my finger deeper inside. It felt great, like always — but I couldn’t possibly keep up with Karen, no way. By the time I reached my peak, the woman had already climaxed twice, and then she came for a third time when I finally did. She is just unbelievable.

Jess and my mom were both playing with themselves too, of course, at the same time as us. And they both had orgasms about when I did, I think. I’m not really sure, though, ‘cause it was hard to tell with all that moaning and squealing and everything.

I didn’t attempt to keep count, but over the next hour or so I know we all came a lot more than once, and Karen a lot more than that. We shifted around, with everyone getting up on the bed, and then we watched each other masturbate.

Sometimes we’d move in really close so we could look at a pussy right when the climax was happening. I’d done that before a few times with Jessica, but never with Karen or with my mom. It was so exciting to have my face only a few inches away from my mother’s cunt and watch as she rubbed herself and fucked herself and then climaxed for me. Really, really hot. I could smell her juices and practically taste her. This naturally made me want to play with myself, and when I did, my mom got down between my legs and stared at my bald but extremely wet pussy while I opened it up wide for her and then made myself come.

We just kept doing this over and over, trading around, everybody watching everyone, until finally we were exhausted. A perfect way to spend a Saturday afternoon, don’t you think?

 

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The days and weeks flowed past.

Jess and I went to school, of course, like usual, and after a while we no longer tried to hide the fact that we were girlfriends. It actually surprised me that no one seemed to mind very much. A few of the kids teased us a little, but nobody was mean about it or anything. And the teachers were pretty cool too, so everything was fine.

We always walked home together after school. First we’d get our homework out of the way and then fool around, kissing or watching porn or masturbating or even more. Just having fun, like most girls do when they’re alone together. If we were at Jessica’s, we might also watch her mom masturbating or having sex with her friends or with the maids, although that didn’t necessarily happen every day, just most days.

It’s weird how quick that began to seem normal, seeing all these ladies have sex with each other right in front of me. It still made me really excited, obviously, but I didn’t freak out or feel embarrassed like at the beginning, and in fact I didn’t have a problem letting them know how turned on I was getting. I mean, I would play with myself while we were watching them, and Jessica did too, and we both had orgasms that way. It was pretty great.

Our moms were totally a couple now, and that was awesome. I’d never seen my mother so happy. She was still working hard at her job, occasionally staying late or bringing stuff home on the weekends, but she said everything was going really well. I knew she was trying her best to get this big promotion or something, and I hoped she would.

During the week, we sometimes would have Jess and her mom over for dinner, or maybe we’d go to their place, but we never had sleepovers on weeknights. When the weekend came, though, that was a different story. Because then the four of us spent just about all our time with each other. It was almost as if we were living together in one house then, except we had two houses. But we had a lot of our stuff at each other’s places, clothes and makeup and everything else. It was like being at home wherever we were.

Looking back, it seems obvious that it would lead to what happened next, the second of those two big things I mentioned before. I guess I should have seen it coming, but in fact it took me by surprise.

 

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I remember the date.

It was December 19th, my half-birthday, six months since the day I’d turned twelve. And finally, hallelujah, I was actually starting to grow boobies! Not much yet, but my nipples were definitely getting bigger and they felt sore sometimes. When I looked at my chest in the mirror, it wasn’t completely flat any more. My body had begun to look at least a little bit like a woman’s. Although I still didn’t have any hair on my pussy, I knew that would come eventually, and in the meantime, my mom and Jessica’s mom loved seeing me that way whenever I got naked and masturbated in front of them.

Anyway, speaking of our two moms, can you figure out what the big thing was that happened that day?

We had dinner that evening at Karen’s house. Everything was really fancy, fancier than usual, I mean. It felt like a party or a celebration with lots of candles burning and extra flowers and stuff. Plus, there were four gifts on the table, little wrapped packages in front of where we each sat, kind of like early Christmas presents. We weren’t allowed to open them right away, though, not until after we finished dessert.

I wanted to eat fast so we could open our gifts, but our mothers took their darn time, drinking champagne first and then a couple different kinds of wine. See, Margaret had made this special meal for us with lots of separate courses. She and Freja brought out appetizers, then soup, then fish, then duck, and at the very end, apple pie. With all that food, of course, I was really full. It was all delicious, and we had a good time at dinner, but I was still eager to see what my gift was. So I gobbled down my pie, stuffing it in, then waited for the others to finish.

“Girls, you two can open your presents first,” said my mother with a smile. She and Karen were seated next to each other on one side of the table, holding hands. Jessica and I were on the other side.

I grabbed my little package and Jess grabbed hers. They were both the same size and wrapped the same way, and when we tore them open, the gifts we found inside were nearly identical. Not quite, though, because they were necklaces with two halves of lovely gold hearts at the end of delicate chains. On one of them, Jessica’s, was inscribed the word ‘Together’, and on mine it said ‘Forever’.

We jumped up and ran around the table to hug our moms, kissing them and thanking them. They helped us put the necklaces on and then watched as Jess and I shared a long wet lover’s kiss. When that was done, and after some more hugs and thank-you’s, it was time for our mothers to open their gifts.

They unwrapped them at the same time as we stood watching. The paper came away, revealing small velvet boxes. When they opened the boxes, we saw two gorgeous rings, with big diamonds.

“These are—” Karen started saying, but she was all choked up. Tears ran down her cheeks. Finally she managed to sob, “our — engagement rings!”

What??!!

“Yes, it’s true! We’re getting married!” said my mom. She was crying too, but was able to talk just a little easier. 

They placed the rings on one another’s fingers, kissed, and then turned to us. My mother wiped her face. Her mascara was all smeared. I thought she looked beautiful.

“We’ll be married on December 31st, on New Year’s Eve, in Guadeloupe,” she said. “That’s in the Caribbean. And you girls are coming along with us, for the wedding and for the honeymoon!”

Continue to: Chapter 22!