Juicy Secrets Forbidden Tales of Lesbian Love

by Sapphmore and JetBoy

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This is one of the happiest, most perfect moments of my life, Rachel decided. She had her twelve-year-old daughter Bella in her arms, both of them naked, the girl ready and waiting to be taught the ways of lesbian love.

Does she still think that I’m only practising with her? Or has Bella sussed out the truth, that I really want us to be lovers? If she doesn’t yet know my intentions, she’ll figure them out soon enough.

Oh, my precious child… maybe I’m doing this for selfish reasons, but that’s not all there is to it. I want your first sexual experience to be with a woman, for you to know how beautiful it can be. Before the boys get their grubby paws on that sweet body of yours, you need to be shown that there’s a different, better way. It’s a precious gift I’m giving you, from Mummy to her little girl.

“I’m going to kiss you again, love,” Rachel said. “Now, this time, I want you to kiss me back. Okay?”

“Okay, Mum,” Bella replied in a small voice. She was nervous, but it was clear that she wanted to keep going.

Rachel leaned in, lightly brushing the girl’s mouth with her parted lips, then bringing her tongue into play. Bella hesitated for a moment, then began to timidly return her mother’s kiss. Rachel encouraged her, coaxing the preteen’s tongue to join in the fun and games — and Bella responded, gaining courage as the kiss deepened. Soon she was passionately Frenching her mother, prompting Rachel to suspect that her daughter might have gotten more practice with Alice than she’d let on.

Wanting to take things up a notch, Rachel placed a hand on Bella’s shoulder, then allowed it to glide down until it was cupping the globe of the girl’s breast. She moved her hand around in a circle, feeling the nipple stiffen against her palm. Bella’s breasts were coming along nicely. As Rachel stroked them, each in turn, she felt her daughter tremble, whimpering into their lover’s kiss.

Carefully breaking away, Rachel sat back a little. “How do you like that, darling?”

Bella struggled to get the words out, but eventually said, “It’s… really nice, Mum. I’m all tingly!”

“That’s good. Now, it’s important to remember that making love is about sharing those good feelings… which means learning how to give pleasure to your partner. Would you like to touch my breasts, like I did yours?”

“Um, sure!” said Bella, nodding eagerly. Slowly extending a hand, she placed it on her mother’s body, touching the breast of an adult woman for the first time. “Oooohhh, it’s so soft.” She let it bounce in her hand once or twice, testing its heft.

“You can use both hands,” said Rachel. Bella reached out to cup the other breast. “Mmmm, that feels lovely. Now keep in mind that there are a lot of ways to touch a woman. Just about anything you do will feel good — though it’s always a good idea to be gentle at first, unless you know that your lover likes it rough.” She paused, allowing her daughter to experiment with different ways of feeling her up. What a bloody amazing sight, watching my own child play with my tits.

“How’s this, Mum?” Bella asked. She was focused on the task, her brow furrowed in concentration.

“It’s exquisite, darling. Make sure you give the nipples some attention, too. Try rolling them between your finger and thumb, or brushing them with your fingertips. You can even pinch them — not too hard at first, mind you. Good, that’s… very good, Bella.”

She kissed her daughter again — and this time the girl responded immediately, thrusting her tongue into her mum’s mouth.

This kiss lingered for a long while, then Bella pulled away, her eyes flashing excitedly. “This is — it’s really nice, Mum! Um, c-can we maybe do more…?”

“Yes we can, my love,” cooed Rachel, thrilled to bits by how perfectly her seduction was going. She leaned forward again but, instead of kissing her daughter, she bent down to take the girl’s left nipple between her lips.

“Oh,” gasped Bella. “Oh!” With shaking hands, she clutched Mum’s face to her chest.

Rachel sucked gently at the swelling bud, then circled it a few times with her tongue before switching to the other breast, her hand moving to caress the free one. She could feel the pounding of the girl’s heart through her fingertips as she stroked her.

After a couple of minutes she sat up straight, gazing lovingly at her pink-cheeked daughter. “How does that feel, darling? Did you like it?”

Bella rolled her eyes in disbelief. “Oh, my God! It was… I don’t know, so nice. Me and Alice, we’ve just touched each other’s titties some, never this far.”

Rachel smiled warmly. “Now it’s your turn.” Cupping one of her generous breasts, she offered it to the twelve-year-old.

This time, Bella responded right away — bending down, she flicked her tongue at the large nipple, then kissed it. Rachel caught her breath at the first touch of the girl’s warm, wet tongue, then placed a gentle hand on the back of Bella’s head, cradling her as though she was nursing an infant.

As her daughter did as she’d been taught — lavishing affection on each nipple in turn, switching her attention from one breast to the other — Rachel absentmindedly let her free hand drop to her lap, pressing her vulva. Catching herself, she withdrew that hand, determined to prolong the pleasure. It’s a special occasion — my first time making love with Bella. I’m going to make this last.

After a few minutes of Bella savouring her breasts, Rachel gently grasped her daughter’s chin, coaxing the girl’s head up to face her. “You’re learning fast, kiddo. That felt amazing.” Bella beamed with pride. “Now, are you ready to take this to the next step?”

The attentive pupil paused for an instant, then nodded.

“Are you sure, dearest? I’d love for us to do more… but this is about what you want. Don’t feel that you have to go along with this to make me happy.” Rachel ached to share her body, her sex, her love with Bella… but she was determined to give her daughter the chance to say no.

Bella was already nodding again. “I am sure. I know I was scared when Alice and me were doing stuff… but I’m not scared anymore, I promise! I want to learn all of it — everything that girls can do with girls. And I love having you be the one to teach me, Mum.”

Rachel stared at her daughter, awed and touched by the trust she saw in Bella’s eyes. “Fair enough,” she said. “So, to start off your next lesson, then… I’d like to see you masturbate.”

The teen hesitated, but only for a second. Propping herself against the headboard, Bella parted her thighs, then began to rub at her already lubricated cunt. She started slowly, but quickly increased her speed until she was rapidly working a finger up and down the slit.

“Whoa,” Rachel protested, “slow down, girl!”

Bella froze in mid-stroke, startled by the tone in her mum’s voice.

Rachel reached out to touch her daughter’s shoulder. “Darling, relax. You’re not sanding a block of wood.”

Bella began to pout, so Rachel hastened to calm the girl. “Now, don’t you fret, love. You’re still learning, remember?” She gave her daughter’s arm a squeeze.

“I know, Mum,” a blushing Bella replied. “It’s just that… I really want to be good at this!”

Rachel laughed. “Don’t you worry about that, my girl. By the time I’m done showing you what’s what, you’ll be going off like a bloody firework display!” Bella had to grin at that. “I think, darling, that what you need is a little hands-on demonstration.” She patted the bed in front of her. “Why don’t you sit here and watch what I do… and when it feels right, you can copy me.”

Her mood of excited anticipation returned, Bella moved to sit before Rachel, who spread her legs to give the girl a full-on view of her naughty bits. “The important thing is to start off gently. You can get really wild and crazy as you go, but it’s best to build up to it… and it’s even better if you warm yourself up some, before you even lay a finger on your pussy. Okay, now watch.”

Leaning back against the headboard, Rachel repeated her earlier acts of self-stimulation. She caressed her nude body all over, then concentrated on her breasts — fondling them, pinching and rolling the nipples. Then she slipped a middle finger into her open mouth, closing her lips around it before slowly drawing the moistened digit out.

Moving slowly and deliberately, giving her daughter the chance to see everything, Rachel lowered her hand to the top of her vulva, slowly tracing the slit with that glistening fingertip, moving it up and down a few times, then gently easing it into her vagina.

She was beginning to breathe deeply, the excitement she felt mounting far more rapidly than at her normal wanking sessions. Then again, why the hell shouldn’t I be excited? I’m giving my twelve-year-old daughter a live sex show, how fucking kinky is that?

As Rachel steadily worked her fingers in and out of her cunt, deliberately avoiding her clitoris, she only had eyes for Bella — carefully watching her daughter’s face, observing how the girl responded to what she saw.

Bella didn’t notice. Her mind was a crazy whirl of impressions, each one more thrilling than the next. Mostly,  she was studying her mum’s fingering technique, determined to make it hers. Then there were thoughts about what a crazy thing Mum was doing — giving her lessons in how to have sex with another girl!

Okay, she’s teaching me stuff… but is she maybe also doing this because she wants to? With me?

It was a big thing for Bella to wrap her head around — too big, actually — the possibility that she might be the object of her own mother’s desire.

And then there was the incredible sight of her mum’s vagina. The girl marvelled at it. So pretty. Like a pink flower covered with dew. Or maybe a juicy piece of fruit.

Bella found herself wondering about Alice, if her pussy was beautiful like Mum’s. Of course, she’d been naked with her best friend before, but had always been too timid to do more than steal the occasional fleeting glance at her secret place. Now she wanted to see what Alice had, get up close and take a good long look.

Right then, though, Mum’s gorgeous pussy was on full display. Bella lost herself once more in the sexy sight, watching the older woman masturbate.

After fucking herself for awhile, Rachel withdrew her fingers and slowly raised them to her face. She inhaled deeply, breathing in the thick, heady scent of pussy before slipping those fingers into her mouth and sucking her juices from them. Bella could only stare, enthralled by the lewd sight.

When Rachel began to jill herself again, she smiled at her daughter and said, “Now, darling, you try it. Just do what I’m doing.”

The young girl watched for a moment as Mum repeated what she’d done before. Then Bella spread her own legs, reached down to cup the rise of her mound and began to copy Rachel’s movements. The first touch was like a static charge and made her jump, but she soldiered on, following her mum’s example.

“That’s it baby, nice and slow. Try to avoid your clitoris for right now — this bit here, see? We don’t want to make you come too soon.”

She watched, continuing to encourage Bella in a low, gentle tone. After a couple of minutes, she brought her hand to her face again, waiting for Bella to do the same. When she did, Rachel repeated what she’d done before — smell her glistening fingers, then take them into her mouth to suck.

Bella raised her hand to her nose and sniffed tentatively, sampling the strong aroma, quickly deciding that she liked it. She was reminded of the scent that Alice gave off when they fooled around. I bet that’s how Mum knew what me and Alice were up to… she must have smelled it in my room!

Glancing at her mother, Bella hesitated, then slowly inserted a wet finger into her mouth, closing her lips around it. She let the sharp, tangy flavour explode on her tongue, then began to suck, like she’d been given a lollipop. Wow, it’s really nice! She wondered what it would be like to taste Alice that way.

Now it was Rachel who was staring. Even considering all the hot lesbian experiences she’d had over the last couple of weeks, she couldn’t remember being more turned on. She was about to thrust her hand back between her thighs and take herself all the way, then paused. I don’t want to make myself come — not now, damn it. I’ve got to have my daughter. I’ve got to!

She let out a strangled gasp, breaking the spell Bella was under. The girl’s eyes flew open, and she hastily withdrew her finger from her mouth, shocked at what she’d just done.

Rachel gazed deep into her daughter’s eyes. “Let me taste you,” she said, her voice trembling with the need she felt.

Unsure what that meant, Bella gave her mum a puzzled look.

“Your finger,” Rachel said. “Put it into your pussy again. Make it nice and juicy for me.”

As if in a trance, Bella did as her mother asked. After a moment, she pulled it out, nervously proffering her wet digit to Rachel. “L-like this?” she asked.

Reaching out to grasp the girl’s wrist, Rachel guided that finger to her own waiting mouth. She inhaled, filling her nose with the scent of her daughter, then extended her tongue to take a lick. The first taste of her twelve-year-old was positively ambrosial, and she greedily sucked at Bella’s finger.

Bella gasped, her heart racing as she struggled with some very thrilling, very confusing, very scary feelings. Mum’s tasting my pussy, she told herself — and even while watching it happen, the moment seemed like a dream.

Releasing her daughter’s hand, Rachel smiled lovingly at the dazed girl. “You taste heavenly, darling,” she said, licking her lips.

She reached down to her own pussy, easing a finger back into the dripping hole and probing around inside like she was trying to reach for something, then pulling it out and extending her hand, offering the finger to Bella.

The twelve-year-old stared at it, then her mother, her mouth going slack as she realised what her mum wanted.

Somehow, Rachel managed to keep her voice steady and even when she said, “Now taste me.”

Bella scooted forward on the bed — glancing at her mum, then the hand held up in front of her. Reaching out to grasp Rachel’s wrist, she drew it closer, nostrils flaring slightly as she sampled the aroma. Her mother smiled encouragingly, so Bella took the juicy finger into her mouth. The taste was different from her own nectar, stronger and sweeter.

Quickly deciding that she liked it, Bella sucked at the finger like a hungry baby from a bottle, humming with pleasure.

By then Rachel’s lust could barely be contained, but she didn’t intend to take things too fast and possibly unnerve her daughter. Instead, she carefully withdrew her finger from Bella’s mouth and replaced it with a kiss. The girl immediately responded, her tongue darting between Mum’s lips, clumsily fondling the older woman’s breasts.

My God, Rachel marvelled, head swimming. Her timid, nervous girl of twelve was now an eager participant in the lesbian lovemaking. I think she’s figured it out, what’s happening between us. And not two minutes ago, my biggest concern was that I might frighten her!

Still joined in an ardent kiss, Rachel gently guided the girl onto her back, then lay down beside her. She stroked Bella’s budding breasts, playfully nuzzled them, then kissed a path up to her daughter’s neck. Bella was breathing heavily, her chest rising and falling.

After a few more minutes of kissing her child, wandering about the girl’s upper half with her lips and tongue, Rachel smiled at Bella and said, “Now it’s your turn, love. You do that to me.” She lay back, nestling into the warm sheets.

Raising herself into a sitting position, Bella bent to exchange a tender kiss with her mother, then began to explore the body of a grown woman — first cupping, weighing and stroking Rachel’s breasts, licking and sucking the fat nipples, even biting them when Mum asked. Returning for a few more kisses, Bella resumed her journey, caressing and kissing her mother’s neck, shoulders, ears and upper chest.

Rachel was in ecstasy. Though inexperienced, Bella was doing her best to please her grownup lover. The girl’s affection could be felt in every touch of her fingers, of her lips. She loves this, Rachel realised. Sex with women, it seems to come naturally to her. And me, her own mother — I’m the one who brought it out!

Suddenly aching to feel the young girl’s mouth on hers, Rachel grasped her arm with trembling hands, guiding her daughter up and into Mum’s loving embrace. They immediately came together in a heated French kiss, their tongues engaged in a lustful dance.

Breaking away, Bella stared at her mother. “Did I… am I doing it right?”

“Oh yes, darling, you’re a marvellous pupil,” Rachel sighed. “Just you wait, though — now I’m going to teach you about the real pleasure of making love. It’s more intense than what we’ve done so far, and I don’t want you to get scared by the feelings you’ll have. Just let it happen… I promise, you’ll enjoy every second.”

“Okay, Mum,” the girl replied, surprised by the raw desire she saw in the woman’s eyes. “I — I’m ready.”

“Lie down, then.”

Bella complied, and Rachel got on all fours above her daughter, bending to kiss her again. After a minute or so, she started to gradually work her way downwards, kissing and licking Bella’s chin, her neck, her shoulders, then down to the girl’s heaving chest. Rachel paused to anoint each nipple with her tongue, then descended the terrace of Bella’s rib cage until her face was buried in the wondrous softness of the child’s belly.

Rachel reached up to toy with her daughter’s stiffened nipples as she moved even further down, licking a path below Bella’s navel that led straight to the girl’s pubic bone. Bringing her hands down, Rachel placed a thumb on each side of the smooth vulva, slowly prying the outer lips open to reveal the tiny nub of her twelve-year-old’s clitoris.

By then, Bella was gripping handfuls of the sheets, a shudder running through the girl’s slight frame as Rachel’s warm breath caressed her clit. Oh my God, Bella thought, could she be, is she really going to…?

Hesitating just long enough to take a deep breath, Rachel ran her tongue from the bottom of her daughter’s slit to the tip of the clitoris. A sharp cry broke from Bella’s lips, followed by a long, low moan.

Rachel bathed the girl’s cunt again and again with lengthy swipes of the tongue, then took Bella’s clit between her lips to suck, like a tiny nipple.

“Mum!” Bella gasped.

Her little girl’s cunt was hot, juicy and even more delicious than she’d hoped. Rachel pleasured the inflamed clitoris for awhile, then stiffened her tongue, thrusting it into Bella’s vagina. She tongue-fucked the shivering child for a few strokes, then replaced it with a finger, once more centering her oral attention on her daughter’s clit.

Rachel worked her finger in and out of Bella’s opening a half dozen times or so, then added another. Falling into a steady rhythm, she timed each stroke to match the quick flicks of her tongue, licking Bella’s clitoris as she suckled it. The rising tension she felt in the girl’s thighs made it clear that her daughter was about to come — and Rachel was determined to make the experience an unforgettable one.

Sure enough, within seconds Bella bucked violently, crying out loud. Suddenly concerned that Cindy might be awakened by the noise, Rachel quickly moved back up Bella’s sweat-soaked body and covered the twelve-year-old’s mouth with hers, keeping the girl’s pleasure going with her fingers all the while.

Bella continued to quiver and shake until she eventually lay still, her chest heaving, eyes glazed. Rachel let her daughter rest for a moment, then kissed her ear, whispering, “How was that, sweetheart? Are you okay?”

Shaking her head as if to clear cobwebs away, Bella murmured, “Oh my God, I thought my chest was going to explode. Is it — does it always feel like that?”

Rachel had to smile. “Well, every woman is different. To get a real idea of how sex usually feels, you need to get a lot of practice at it.”

“You do?” Bella’s cheeks were already flushed, but they turned a little pinker. “Well, um… can you help me get more practice, Mum? I mean — is it okay if we do this again sometime?”

Taking the young girl in her arms, Rachel gazed deep into Bella’s eyes, their noses touching. “I’d love to, darling. Just ask.” Tilting her head, she drew in and kissed her daughter, their tongues briefly engaging. Gently breaking away, she added, “Speaking of practice… what we just did is called oral sex. Now, it’s time for you to show me what you’ve learned about it. Are you ready?”

Bella sat up, clumsily embracing her mother. “I think so. Um… I bet I won’t be as good as you, though. Is that okay?”

Rachel laughed. “The thing to remember about getting your pussy licked is that it always feels good.” She lay back, letting her thighs drift apart. “So… you remember what I did to you, then?”

Bella gave a blissful smile, hugging herself. “I don’t think I’ll ever forget.”

Crawling between Rachel’s parted legs, the young girl nuzzled her mother’s belly, breathing in the scent of the woman’s skin. Bella lovingly kissed the tender flesh, then teased the cleft of Mum’s navel with a quick flick of the tongue.

“Darling,” Rachel gasped, her body throbbing like an idling motor. It was hard for her to lie still — she longed to take her daughter again, to ravish every sweet inch of her twelve-year-old’s bare body. But this was Bella’s moment, the girl’s first genuine attempt at being a lover.

She’s certainly taking her time about it, though, Rachel thought. Bella seemed to be moving at a snail’s pace, leaving a trail of kisses, nibbles and occasional licks over, below and around her belly — even travelling to the outland of her mother’s hips.

Rachel’s need for release was making her dizzy — and, truth be told, a little frustrated. She thought of simply grabbing Bella’s head and pressing the child’s face where she ached for it to be, fucking her daughter’s virgin mouth. Of course, she wouldn’t, but the impulse was there.

Instead, when Bella’s lips finally grazed the rise of her smooth-shaven vulva, Rachel allowed her fingers to gently twine into her daughter’s blonde hair as she murmured. “Darling, use your thumbs to open my pussy. Take a good look at the inside of a woman.”

Doing as her mother wanted, Bella stared in awe. She’d never seen a vagina this close before, and certainly not an adult one — only hers, using a mirror whilst seated on the edge of the bath. Although she and Alice had dabbled a bit with one another, they’d gone no further than kissing, the occasional touch of a breast and just once, briefly touching each other’s slits through their knickers.

The flesh inside Mum’s opening was warm, bright pink and very juicy. The aroma enticed the girl, tickled her nose in a pleasing way. This was an amazing new experience, surely the most thrilling thing Bella had ever done.

She wanted more, but suddenly felt uncertain how to proceed. Should I just kiss her there? Feeling foolish, Bella looked up at her mum for guidance.

If Rachel saw her daughter’s fear, she didn’t let it show, just resumed her lesson. “See that tiny little knob at the top? That’s my clitoris, and touching it will give you those especially good feelings. Now, take a look at my pussy. See how wet it is?”

Bella nodded, wondering if Mum might have peed herself a little.

“That’s the fluid that a woman’s vagina produces when she’s aroused… like how you’re making me feel, love.” She smiled at her daughter. “It lubricates the pussy, makes it easier to have sex. Go ahead and touch me down there, then you can put a finger inside.”

Bella’s gaze shifted to her finger, slowly drawing nearer to Mum’s sex — lightly brushing, then stroking the moist flesh.

“Mmmm, that’s lovely, darling. Go into me now.”

Placing the tip of a finger at the vaginal opening, Bella pressed inward, her eyes widening as Mum’s cunt seemed to almost suck the digit inside. “Wow,” she whispered. She started moving the finger in and out, slowly at first, but gradually picking up speed.

“Oh, yes, Bella, yes,” Rachel moaned. “You’re fucking me now, fucking your mummy… p-put another finger in, my beautiful child…”

Heart frantically racing, Bella followed her mum’s instructions, bringing a second finger into play. That task accomplished, the young girl began to plunge them in and out, in and out. Rachel’s words rang in her ears. You’re fucking your mummy.

“That’s it, b-baby girl. Oh. Oh! Now, now see if you can g-get in the other two in. You won’t hurt me, darling, I promise!”

Bella added a third finger, then the fourth. Within moments, most of her hand was sliding in and out easily.

Rachel was quivering from head to toe, gasping with each thrust. Struggling to speak, she finally managed, “Oh, darling, that — oooohh! — it feels d-divine, but now, I need you to, to use your mouth on me… Lick Mummy’s pussy, oh, please…”

Even in the midst of the most acute excitement, Bella felt a twinge of nervousness about tasting her mother down there. But she also longed to make Mum feel good, wanted it more than anything — and that easily outweighed her fear.

Abruptly removing all four fingers from the juicy hole, then placing that sticky hand on the bed to steady herself, Bella lunged forward, burying her parted lips in the dripping heat of her mum’s cunt. Bringing her tongue into play, the twelve-year-old gave it the same kind of messy French kiss that she’d been exchanging with her mother mere moments ago.

Rachel clamped a hand over her mouth to keep from crying out loud. Oh God, oh fucking hell this feels so bloody amazing. Perhaps her daughter was a complete novice at going down on a woman, but Bella made up for it and then some with her willingness to please — licking and sucking her mother’s pussy with everything she had.

“Yes, m-my angel — now lick my clit. Oh! Oh, yes, just like that, tease it with your… with your tongue. You c-can even suck it, that’ll, oooohh, get me off for sure… Oh, Jesus Christ, yes. Fuck!”

Bella was eagerly following Rachel’s instructions, focusing her attention on the fleshy spear of Mum’s clit. The hint of pussy she’d sampled from her mother’s finger had tasted nice, but getting it from between her legs was even better, lots better!

Wow, I love doing this, Bella decided. Wonder if Alice tastes as yummy as Mum does? She nursed at the inflamed clitoris as if it was a nipple, her tongue occasionally darting down for more that delicious honey that flowed freely from her mother’s vagina.

By then, Rachel had all but lost the power of speech. She could only groan and whimper, gulping for breath all the while. Bella began to get a little scared, wondering if she was hurting Mum — but she remembered how it had felt when her pussy was licked like that. Then the girl’s concern evaporated into mist when she felt Mum’s hands on her head, clutching it as though afraid that she might stop. No fear of that, Bella told herself, sucking her mother’s clit even harder, strumming it with the tip of the tongue.

Suddenly a violent jerk shook Rachel’s body, and she was babbling, “Oh fuckfuckfuck, yes, yes, k-keep going!” Then she gave one last loud cry, her legs gone rigid, teeth clenched, breath hissing from her throat.

Bella felt a jet of warm liquid squirt into her mouth — for an instant, she thought Mum had peed herself, but it tasted sweet. Then Mum’s hands were pushing her head away, her voice gasping, “Stop, d-darling, I can’t take anymore, it’s too — too much!”

When Bella broke away, Rachel went completely limp, sinking into the sweat-soaked bedding, panting for breath. Blindly seeking her daughter with shaking hands, she coaxed the girl into her arms.

I’m so happy, Rachel told herself as she embraced Bella, her eyes misting over with joyous tears. It’s come true, the fantasy I’ve held inside for so long. My darling child is now Mummy’s beautiful little lover. She kissed the top of Bella’s head, then her face, finally her mouth.

Bella hummed blissfully as she let herself be enfolded by Mum’s love — returning her kisses, knowing that Mum was tasting herself in every one. She felt warm, gentle hands cupping her bare bottom.

Then a sound interrupted their reverie.

Rachel and Bella both looked up to see ten-year-old Cindy, standing in the open doorway, rubbing her eyes. “Mummy,” she said, something loud woke me up.”

As the little girl’s eyes became accustomed to the light, she saw something strange: her big sister was there, lying on top of Mummy, and they didn’t have their nightdresses on — or anything else! Not only that, Mummy had both her hands on Bella’s bottom…

Knitting her brow, Cindy frowned. “Mummy, what are you and Bella doing?”

Mother and daughter gaped at the younger girl, who stood before them in a cute blue nightshirt, barefoot, her hair mussed. It was Bella who finally made the first move, dismounting Rachel and scrambling to her feet, snatching her plaid pajama top from the floor and holding it to her chest to conceal her nakedness. All she could say was, “Cindy…”

Shifting onto her side, Rachel raised herself onto an elbow, facing her youngest daughter. In what felt like an eternity, but was actually just a couple of seconds, the cogs in her brain whirled and spun like a mechanical clock about to strike the hour.

In that frozen moment, still high from the most explosive orgasm she’d ever had, Rachel decided to be honest with her little girl. After all, I want her to be a part of this, too.

“Hello, darling. Sorry for waking you up. We should have been quieter.”

She casually sat up and moved to the edge of the bed, swinging her legs down, making no attempt to cover herself. Behind her, Bella was trying to wriggle into her shorts without being noticed.

Rachel smiled at Cindy, beckoning her closer. “Come here, baby girl… I want to talk to you.”

Without a word, the child shuffled over to the bed and stood before her mother, who then patted her thigh invitingly. Cindy climbed up into her mum’s lap, and Rachel wrapped an arm around the girl, holding her close.

Cindy sneaked a quick peek at Rachel’s breasts, then peered up at her mum, still puzzled by what she’d just seen.

“I’ll tell you what we were doing, darling,” the older woman began. “I was teaching your sister about some special things, things that people do when they love each other.”

Cindy glanced over Rachel’s shoulder at her sister, then back at her mum. “You mean sex?”

In for a penny, in for a pound, Rachel thought. “Yes, darling, that’s right. When young girls get to a certain age, they need to learn about their bodies… and about sex. Pretty soon your sister will start going out with boys — or even girls,” she added as an afterthought. “So now, I’m showing Bella how to make love.”

Cindy giggled. “Girls? How can Bella go out with another girl? That’s silly!”

“It isn’t, though,” Rachel replied with a smile. You know what a lesbian is, don’t you?”

Cindy mulled that over for a moment, then said, “I think so.”

“Well, there are a lot of girls — and grown-up women, too — who prefer to go out with other girls. A big part of going out with someone is kissing, and making love. Bella is growing up, almost a woman, so she needs to know about those things. That’s why I was teaching her about love between girls. We’d just finished our first lesson when you came in.”

“Okay, I get it,” Cindy said, nodding eagerly. “Can you teach me now?”

Oh, my… this is working out even better than I’d hoped! “Do you like girls, then?” asked Rachel.

“Hmmm, I might…” Cindy replied, after a moment’s thought. “I sure don’t like boys much. Hey, maybe I am a les-bian! If I am, then I gotta know those things, too, right?”

“Well… I wasn’t planning to do that with you until you’re a bit older,” Rachel said, feigning reluctance.

“But you love me the same as Bella, don’t you?” the child pouted.

“Of course I do, darling. It’s just that some people wouldn’t understand about the two of us making love, not when you’re so young. I could be in a world of trouble if anyone found out. If we were to do these things, you’d have to promise not to tell anyone.”

“I do promise not to tell, Mummy, really I do. Cross my heart!”

Much as she longed to share pleasure with her youngest, Rachel took a moment to balance the pros and cons of taking Cindy as a lover. Young girls have a habit of telling their friends their secrets, without much thought as to the consequences. Then again, she’s a sensible child for her age. And damn it all, I want her so desperately.

You’d think that just having fucked Bella would have slaked my appetite, for the moment at least… but no, it just makes me crave Cindy even more. Then there’s the possibility of getting both my daughters in bed at the same time, of them making love with each other. Fuck me, wouldn’t that be a treat!

It was too tempting a prize to refuse. “Listen, darling, you’re old enough to understand how important it is that you keep what we do secret. Can you promise me that you won’t tell anyone, not ever?”

“Not ever, Mummy. I promise.”

“Okay, then, I’ll teach you.”

The child went from serious to animated in a heartbeat. “When, Mummy? Now?”

“No, no. It’s late now, and you’ve got school tomorrow, so I think it best that we wait until the weekend.”

“Okay,” said Cindy, a touch of disappointment in her voice.

“Now, I think it’s time you got to bed, both of you!” She stood up, setting Cindy down on her feet, then took the child’s hand and led her towards the door. She glanced back toward her bed, where Bella was standing — back in her nightwear again, while Rachel was still nude. “Come on, darling — you, too.” She extended her hand to the older girl.

Bella came over and meekly took her mum’s hand, still dazed at having been caught.

Entering the hallway, Rachel ushered Bella to her room, then took the younger sibling to hers. With a yawn, Cindy climbed back into bed, and Rachel tenderly covered her. “Sleep well, lollipop,” she whispered, leaning  down to kiss her little girl.

Acting on a sudden impulse, she kissed Cindy on the mouth, rather than the soft peck she always gave her youngest on the cheek. She allowed the kiss to linger, savouring the taste of the ten-year-old’s lips.

Rachel’s body tingled as she studied her little girl, tucked up so snugly in bed. This is one lollipop I’m going to enjoy very much… very much indeed.

“Goodnight, darling. I love you.”

“Night, Mummy. Love you too.”

As she crossed the room’s threshold, Rachel turned to take one last look at the thin form under the bedclothes before pulling the door closed. Her next destination was Bella’s room, where she tapped gently on the door, waiting for her daughter’s soft, “Come in.”

Rachel entered, seating herself on the edge of the bed. “How are you, love?”

Bella shrugged. “It scared me when Cindy came in, but I’m okay now.”

“Good. So… how do you feel about what we did?”

“I loved it, Mum. I didn’t know it would be anything like that! When me and Alice kissed, it was nice, but what you showed me was miles better. I can’t wait to see her, to try out these new things I learned.”

“That sounds lovely, darling. I’m sure she’ll be thrilled to bits.”

“What about you and me, Mum? Can we really do it again, like you said?”

Rachel smiled contentedly, “Oh, yes, we will indeed, I have so much more to teach you… and your sister.” With that, she bent to kiss her oldest daughter. It was gentle, but their tongues met briefly.

Rising to her feet, Rachel said, “Goodnight, my sweet little lover. I adore you.”

“I love you too, Mum,” Bella said, her eyes shining. “More than ever.”

With a pat for her eldest daughter’s shoulder, Rachel returned to her room, where she slipped into bed and quickly drifted into sleep, already imagining the wondrous possibilities that lay ahead for her and the girls.

Here we go. To Chapter 13!