Juicy Secrets Forbidden Tales of Lesbian Love

By JB West

For helpful information about this story’s main characters, please consult The Girls and Women of Greenfield Tales

Part 1 – Coffee and Cream

Deena awakened the next morning to the smell of freshly brewed coffee and bacon. Instinctively, she reached over for Cassidy, only to find the left side of the bed empty. Deena quickly put two and two together and, with a sheepish grin, realized that Cassidy was already up. This was a novel situation to find herself in. Usually, Deena was the one who woke up first and got the coffee going, while her lover would continue to slumber until Deena roused her with a flurry of kisses. And if that didn’t work, a couple of well placed tickles on the soles of her feet always did the trick.

She hopped out of bed and proceeded to do a quick twenty push-ups, followed by an equal number of sit-ups. In the midst of her exercise, she noticed all of their clothing from the night before, still carelessly strewn about on the floor. Rising to her feet, Deena picked up the discarded garments and threw them into the hamper in the closet, pausing to hold the bikini bottoms that Cassidy had worn up to her nose. She breathed in her lover’s sweet fragrance, smiling at the memory of removing the tiny piece of material… and what had happened afterward. Finally tossing them into the hamper with the rest, Deena threw on a pair of her gym shorts and one of her old police academy t-shirts, then padded out to the kitchen.

“Morning, babe,” Deena said as she saw Cassidy sitting at the table, one knee tucked up under her chin and phone in hand, perusing one of the many social media sites she enjoyed.

Cassidy looked up from her phone and smiled. “Hey.” She waved her lover over. “C’mere.”

Deena walked over, bent down and the women exchanged a brief but loving kiss. Glancing up at the stove top, Deena realized that the bacon was about to burn so she quickly turned off the burner. Serving  up equal portions on two plates, she set them on the table. She noticed that Cassidy had cut up pieces of fruit, placed them in a bowl and drizzled a small amount of a light whipped cream on top, something she loved.

Placing the bowl on the table, Deena poured herself a cup of coffee and sat down. “You’re up early,” she said.

“I’ve been up for a few hours already,” Cassidy replied, smiling. “All I did yesterday was sit by the pool or nap. I guess I didn’t need that much sleep.” She speared a piece of fruit from the bowl and popped it into her mouth. “Mmmmmm, this cream tastes good.” She winked at Deena. “Well, not as good as yours, but it’ll do.”

Deena chuckled and leaned in for another kiss. This one lasted longer and Deena could taste the whipped cream on Cassidy’s lips.

The women exchanged smiles, then fell silent for a couple of minutes while they ate breakfast, occasionally stealing a glance or a light peck on the lips. No words were needed. Deena loved these moments when she was able to quiet her thoughts and really feel the world around her. Knowing that she was with the woman she loved and that Cassidy loved her back in equal measure was a gift, one she would never take for granted.

Cassidy finally broke the silence. “What’s on your agenda for the day?” Knowing that Deena usually liked to spend her time off doing odd jobs around the house or in the yard.

“I was thinking of finally taking care of that loose hinge on the guest bedroom door and I want to run down to the hardware store and get some sealant for that crack in the driveway,” Deena said. “But I don’t want to stray too far from home, in case Mrs. Hayes calls.”

Cassidy cocked an eyebrow at that. “Oooooh, Mrs. Hayes. Do tell.”

Deena realized that she’d never gotten around to telling Cassidy about everything that had happened the day before. She quickly ran through the story about the accident, meeting little Katie and then her mother, Kim. The interminable wait at the hospital, having to be so close to Katie, all the while grappling with her own helpless desire for the child. Then there was Rachel and her darling daughter Emily. She described how the two little nymphs had both hugged her.

“I swear to God, I almost lost it. It took all I had to keep from kissing them right then and there in front of their mothers.”

An awed Cassidy slowly shook her head. “No wonder you were so worked up last night.” She leaned in to give Deena a long passionate kiss. “So, which girl were you imagining being with while you were riding my face?”

Deena turned bright red, then buried her face in her hands. “Katie,” She squeaked.

“And if you had the chance, would you treat her the same way you treated me last night?”

Deena raised her head and looked at Cassidy, an almost injured look on her face. “W-what? No, of course not. She’s just a little girl.”

Cassidy reached over and took Deena’s hand in hers. “Okay, good,” she said as she gave it a reassuring squeeze. “You were just so… wild last night. I don’t see that part of you very often.”

“Sorry if I was too rough,” Deena conceded. “I guess I was just a bit worked up… and needed to release all that pent-up energy.”

“You don’t need to apologize, babe,” Cassidy said, leaning in to place a light kiss on Deena’s cheek. “I was just a little worried. But I’m a big girl. I can handle it.”

It was then Deena’s turn to give Cassidy a kiss. She wanted to thank her for being so understanding, so wonderful, but couldn’t find the words to express herself in the moment. It didn’t matter, though, Cassidy could tell exactly what Deena was feeling, and the kiss was all the thanks she needed.

“So,” Cassidy continued, “If you were to ever get the chance, what would you like to do with this girl Katie?”

Deena flushed again as the memory of little Katie’s face popped into her head. “I want to hold her. Kiss her. I think if I could do that… I could die happy.” She gave a sheepish grin. “Not that I’d turn down the chance to do more with her… in fact, I’d be up for just about anything.”

“Sounds to me like you’re rather smitten with the girl,” Cassidy laughed.

Deena looked up at her lover. “You need to see her for yourself, babe. Then you’ll understand.”

Cassidy stood up and offered her hand. “Come on. Let’s go take a shower. Maybe I can make you forget all about her.”

They made love in the shower, and for a brief moment, Deena did put all thoughts of Katie aside. Afterwards, they dressed and cleaned up. Deena fixed that squeaky hinge, then went around the house checking all the other doors and windows.

Later, Deena drove down to the hardware store to get the sealant. On the way, thoughts of Katie and the things that she would like to do with the little angel were very much on her mind. Dirty thoughts, the kind that would horrify most people, but these fantasies of sex with a little girl fired Deena’s imagination like nothing else.

By the time Deena got home, her head was spinning with arousal. She couldn’t last much longer without another release of sexual energy.

Then she heard it. The sound of a phone ringing that wasn’t hers or Cassidy’s. Deena knew that the call must be from Kim. Her heart began to throb.

 

Part 2 – Just One Glass

The night before, Rachel and the girls had arrived back at the Connors’ home just a little before eleven o’clock. It had taken a while for Kim’s test results to come back and the doctor had spoken with Rachel extensively about what they meant. As Kim was in no immediate danger, the doctor saw no reason why she couldn’t go home the following day.

On the drive home from the hospital, Katie and Emily asked if they could have a slumber party. It had been a long time since the girls had seen each other, not since spring break back in March, and they wanted to sleep in the same bed. Rachel told the girls no, explaining that they’d all had an eventful day and needed a good night’s rest.

The girls protested, but Rachel made a deal with them. If they went to bed that night without any debate, and if Katie’s mom gave her permission, they could have their slumber party on the following night. Katie seemed ready to argue the point, but she interrupted herself with a gigantic yawn and began to nod off right then and there.

By the time they pulled into the driveway, Katie was fast asleep. Rachel had to carry her niece inside and up to her bed. As for Emily, she was barely able to make it up the stairs to the guest bedroom and get her clothes off before dozing off.

Once the girls were tucked in, Rachel went downstairs, curled up on the sofa and turned on the TV. The nightly news was already over and the late night talk shows were in full swing. She called her husband, letting him know what happened and informing him that she and Emily would be staying over for a few extra days. The doctor had told her that Kim needed to be monitored for a few days to make sure that there were no serious after effects from the head injury.

Michael was none too happy about his wife and daughter being gone so long, but understood the need for caution. Rachel told him she loved him and promised him that she’d make the wait worth his while upon her return. He liked that.

After hanging up, Rachel decided she could use a drink. She made her way to the kitchen, hoping to find an open bottle of wine. That’s when she saw the bloody scene that had been left behind from her sister’s accident. Rachel knew that she needed to deal with this mess before the girls saw it.

It took a while to get all the dried blood cleaned up but it wasn’t as bad as she expected, and much of the debris was already in the trash can. After getting the floor clean, Rachel took the trash out to the large receptacle in the garage, and then she was finally able to pour herself a glass of wine. Ever since the phone call from Officer Dean, she’d been a nervous wreck, so a drink was just what she needed.

After a few sips of what turned out to be an excellent wine, Rachel finally started to relax. She closed her eyes and listened to some situation comedy playing on the TV without paying much attention to it, and soon her mind began to wander.

She thought back on her day, but instead of focusing on her sister’s accident, Rachel’s thoughts kept returning to Officer Dean for some reason. She’d been told the woman’s first name at some point, but couldn’t recall it. She did, however, remember the younger woman’s face, especially her eyes. Those deep brown eyes. In a way they reminded Rachel of her own daughter’s, but without the same innocence that Emily’s eyes possessed. There was something behind them. Some kind of mystery to be solved. Yes, Officer Dean was a puzzle.

Rachel suddenly realized that she had unbuttoned her jeans, slipped a hand inside, and was lightly teasing her clitoris with two fingers. Her first instinct was to stop, but then she told herself, It’s been a long, stressful day. I deserve this.

Switching the TV off, Rachel wiggled out of her jeans. She left her shirt on, but skillfully unclasped her bra and tugged it off through her sleeve. She took a big gulp of wine and closed her eyes. Rachel felt a little weird about masturbating on the couch in her sister’s living room, but fuck it, she’d had enough wine to feel tipsy, and for some reason, she was horny as hell. The girls were sound asleep and there was no one else around to interrupt her.

Easing a hand into her panties, Rachel began to gently rub her aching clit. Another sip of wine, and she became increasingly rough with herself, pinching the sensitive bit of flesh between a finger and thumb, even tugging at it.

These sensations were driving Rachel wild, but she felt the need to be penetrated. Bringing her left hand into play, she stuffed two fingers into her vagina and began to fuck herself as hard and deep as she could. Her thick, warm juices were now flowing freely, and she used these to moisten the fingers of her right hand, then started rubbing her inflamed clitoris at a frenzied pace. Her hand was a blur between her trembling thighs.

All of a sudden Officer Dean’s face materialized in her mind’s eye — and that was when Rachel exploded in an orgasm that seemed like it might never end. She worked her cunt in a helpless frenzy, all the while picturing Officer Dean’s eyes. Those beautiful, soulful eyes.

Now, lying limp and panting for breath, Rachel withdrew two very wet fingers from her pussy, bringing them up to her mouth. She’d always loved the taste of herself, but for some reason her juices tasted extra sweet tonight.

Rachel pictured Officer Dean’s face again, this time wondering what her pussy tasted like. She laughed out loud at the thought. Rachel had come of age at a time when it was becoming more socially acceptable to be a lesbian, and while she never even thought of herself as bisexual, she had experimented with other girls when she was younger. She’d never had sex with another woman, but knew plenty of girls that did and had been propositioned a number of times. The furthest Rachel had ever gone was a bit of light making out with a few girls, and once she had accepted a dare to suck on a friend’s nipple for thirty seconds. Then, during her junior year of college, she met Michael and the rest was history. They were married two years later, and two years after that she was a mother.

It had been well over a decade since Rachel had even thought of another woman in a sexual way. So why was she thinking about this woman she’d only met briefly, and why were those thoughts turning her on so much? After mulling it over, she chalked it all up to the stress of the day and the jumble of emotions she’d been through.

Rachel cleaned up after herself, then went upstairs to the guest room, stripped off the rest of her clothes and slipped under the covers. One of her hands rested on top of her vulva, once again tracing tiny circles over her clit while images of the beautiful police officer played in her head. She didn’t masturbate again, but drifted off while touching herself.

The next morning she woke up, her hand in the same position, the bedding underneath her absolutely soaked.

 

Part 3 – New Friends

Cassidy heard the phone ringing. Just like Deena, she had been anticipating the call, but not for the same reason. She found the whole situation intriguing, and was very curious as to how everything would play out. Setting down the brush she was holding, Cassidy covered the canvas that she was working on with a thin cloth. She quickly washed her hands, then headed upstairs from the basement studio.

Deena was in the kitchen, talking on the other woman’s phone. “No, that sounds just fine.” She saw Cassidy emerge from the basement door and motioned her over.

As Cassidy drew closer to Deena she could hear the voice of the woman on the other end of the line, but couldn’t make out what she was saying.

“Are you sure you don’t need us to…?” Deena was cut off by a burst of animated talking. “Fine, that’s fine. Well, then, we’ll be over in a little while. See you then.”

Ending the call, Deena glanced up at Cassidy, a quizzical look on her face.

“What’s going on?” Cassidy asked.

“That was Rachel. She and Kim just invited me over for dinner to… to thank me properly for yesterday.” Deena’s cheeks were slightly flushed, and Cassidy thought it made her look very cute. “I asked if it would be okay to bring my fiancée, and she said ‘The more, the merrier.’ So… I guess that means we need to get cleaned up.”

Cassidy’s eyes widened at the realization that she was going to get to meet the young girls who had driven her lover wild — along with their mothers, who Deena had described as being quite attractive themselves. “And here I thought it was going to be another boring night at home,” Cassidy said with a smile.

The women showered and got dressed. Deena slipped into a pair of black yoga pants that showed off her rear nicely and a red high-collared sleeveless top, which she accented with a gray silk scarf. Cassidy chose a low-cut yellow top and a black miniskirt. A pair of black, low-heeled boots completed the girlish ensemble. They both wore little makeup, but Cassidy applied a hint of a floral-scented perfume that Deena liked. Appraising and approving one another, the two lovers were soon on their way.

Before arriving at the Connors’ home, they stopped by the supermarket to pick up a small bouquet of flowers and a bottle of wine. The wine was a Spanish white that Cassidy often used to make wine spritzers, the perfect drink for a beautiful summer afternoon.

***

Kim Connors happened to look out the front window of her house just as Deena and Cassidy were pulling up to the curb,  and murmured, “Oh, dear.” She hadn’t expected her guests to arrive quite so soon. Kim was still doing a quick straightening of the living room, where the girls had been playing earlier, and hadn’t had the chance to clean up properly or even change yet.

“Rachel? They’re here,” she called out.

“What? Already?” Rachel said, hastening into the room from the kitchen, joining her sister to peer out the window. “Well, I did tell them to come over whenever they were able.”

Kim and Rachel watched as the passenger door of the vehicle opened, and Deena climbed out. But they were more interested in catching a glimpse of Deena’s fiancée, the one that they had only just found out about earlier that day.

When Cassidy emerged from the other side, you could have heard a pin drop. The two sisters turned to gape at one another in disbelief.

“D-D-Did you know…?” Kim stammered.

“I had no idea,” Rachel replied.

They turned their attention back to the woman walking up the front walk. “Wow, she’s really cute… like a Barbie doll.” Kim gasped. As their guests reached the porch, Kim hurried over to the door and opened it, just as Deena was about to ring the bell.

“Hello, hello. Come in, come in,” Kim said, opening the door wide. Deena stepped in, Cassidy close behind.

“These are for you,” Deena said to Kim, handing her the bouquet of flowers. “Oh, and this, of course,” she added, taking the woman’s cell phone from her purse. “I’m glad you’re doing better.”

Kim smiled. “Oh, I am… very much,” she said. “Thanks for asking.”

Moving in to join the others, Rachel hugged Deena. It was a completely spontaneous action, and she felt a tiny flutter in her belly as she did it. “It’s good to see you again, Deena,” she said.

“You too,” Deena said. She turned and motioned to Cassidy. “Ms. Connors, Ms. Hayes, this is Cassidy Page, my fiancée.”

“Hi.” Cassidy said, accompanied by a friendly wave. She handed the bottle of wine to Rachel, but her eyes were on Kim. “Thank you for having us. You have a lovely home.”

“Oh, thanks,” Kim replied, blushing a bit.

Rachel inspected the bottle, then looked at Cassidy and said, “Spanish wine. An excellent choice. I think I’m going to like you.”

Cassidy felt her cheeks flush. Deena had told her that these women were pretty, but she felt unprepared for just how attractive Kim and Rachel were… especially Kim.

The sisters appeared to be dressed in casual around-the-house clothes. Kim was wearing a pair of black shorts with a light pink button-down shirt with the sleeves rolled up. A light gauzy bandage was wrapped around her head, protecting the wound she’d sustained the day before. Her hair was covering most of the bandage, so it looked more like a bright white headband. Her feet were bare, her toenails painted bright red.

Rachel was wearing a pair of denim cutoffs, not nearly as short or revealing as the ones Cassidy had been wearing the day before but they accentuated her womanly form quite nicely. She had a loose-fitting, white tank top on over what appeared to be a red, orange and yellow striped bikini top. Cassidy couldn’t help but feel a strong sexual attraction to them both.

“Oh, and please, call me Kim,” Kim said.

“And I’m Rachel,” her sister said. “We’re all friends here.”

Just then, the moment was interrupted by the sound of a door banging shut, followed by two little girls bursting into the room. They raced straight over to Deena and all but threw themselves at the woman while shouting her name.

Watching this scene play out, Cassidy finally understood why just thinking about these youngsters had Deena so incredibly flustered. The smaller of the two was wearing a light purple, one-piece bathing suit with dark purple piping. The other girl wore a light green two-piece suit with dark green ruffles. Both of them were visibly wet, but not enough to drip on the carpet.

The girls were hugging Deena’s thighs much like they had the day before, causing some of the dampness from their suits to be absorbed by the thin material of her tight yoga pants.

Kim and Rachel hastened to free Deena from their children’s embrace. “Calm down, girls,” Rachel cautioned. “You’re going to get Deena all wet.”

Cassidy had to fight a sudden urge to giggle. Oh, she’s wet all right… just not in the way you think.

The girls then noticed Cassidy for the first time, their eyes widening at the sight of her..

“Hi, I’m Katie. Who are you?” asked the child in the purple one-piece, looking Cassidy up and down.

Cassidy knelt and looked the little girl in the eye, suddenly taken aback at what she saw.

This was the girl whose face she’d seen in her vision. The face she’d been trying to capture on her canvas. Who was this girl? She knew there was some deeper connection waiting to be discovered. She could also tell why Deena was so smitten — the child was absolutely gorgeous.

“I’m Cassidy.” she said, “Deena’s friend.”

“Are you and her getting married?” Katie asked.

“Yes,” Cassidy replied.

Katie scrunched up her nose a bit, thought it over for a second, then said, “I didn’t know a girl could marry a girl.”

Cassidy glanced up at Kim and Rachel. It was plain to see that the ladies had been expecting Deena to show up with a man. She wasn’t exactly sure how to handle this, but figured that an honest response was best. If the girls’ mothers had a problem with it, well tough — she wasn’t going to lie to a child, or deny her sexual identity.

“Sure they can, sweetie. A girl can marry anyone she loves.”

Katie thought about that for a few seconds, then said, “Cool. I’m gonna marry a girl when I grow up. Boys are icky.”

All the women began to laugh. Cassidy looked up again, pleased to see that Kim and Rachel were both smiling. It was obvious that these two ladies were open minded and accepting of others. How open minded remained to be seen, however.

Cassidy looked back at Katie and said, “I think so, too,” giving the girl a wink.

From there, the women and the girls proceeded to the back yard. Deena, Cassidy and the girls sat down in various lounge chairs that were grouped together near one end of the large swimming pool, while Rachel and Kim took drink orders and went back inside to fetch them.

Cassidy could tell just from looking that this pool was larger than theirs. She also spied a hot tub in a screened-off area to the side of the patio. She was fairly certain that, based on the angles of the architecture and the tree lines around the edges of the yard, that nobody off the property could see into the hot tub area. Perfect for skinny dipping.

The hostesses soon returned with their beverages — juice for the girls, an iced tea for Kim, and white wine spritzers for Rachel and their guests.

For the next couple of hours, the ladies conversed on a wide range of topics. The girls were constantly in and out of the pool, occasionally racing around the patio in their wet swimsuits. Deena and Cassidy both enjoyed watching them, but the flow of the conversation kept them from paying too much attention to the little water nymphs.

Eventually the girls started to complain about being hungry, so the group moved back indoors, where everybody pitched in to make dinner. Kim and Rachel told their guests that they didn’t have to help out, but Deena and Cassidy insisted. It ended up being a lot of fun, working as a team to create a meal they would all enjoy together.

They ate outside on the patio, basking in the early evening sun. Around six o’clock Deena pointed out that it had been twenty-four hours since Kim’s accident. Everybody remarked on what a crazy day it had been, but agreed that it hadn’t been a complete calamity, because of the new friends they had made. A toast was made to friendship, then one to Kim’s health and another to Deena’s heroism, followed by a final toast for the two little girls, so that they wouldn’t feel left out.

After dinner, the girls insisted that they play a game. The only one they all could agree on was Charades. They played for about an hour and, in the process, discovered what a good actress Emily was. She was able to act out every clue she was given so well, that the team of herself, Cassidy and Kim won every round except for the last, when Emily intentionally flubbed a few of the clues because she wanted to make sure Katie’s team won at least once.

When the game was over, it was just after seven o’clock. Rachel and Kim informed their daughters that it was time to start getting ready for bed.

“Aww, do we have to? Emily pouted.

“You said we could have a slumber party and stay up late.” Katie pointed out.

“You don’t have to go to bed yet, but go put your nighties on and brush your teeth. You can watch any movie you want. But when it’s over, it’s bedtime for you both, okay?”

The girls cheered and ran inside. The four women started to clean up the remains of their meal, but this time Kim and Rachel insisted that their guests relax and let them handle it.

As soon as Cassidy and Deena were alone, Cassidy perched on the arm of her lover’s chair and they exchanged a long, passionate kiss.

“Holy shit!” Cassidy exclaimed, once they finally drifted apart. “You were not exaggerating. Those girls are exquisite. So cute. So delicious.”

“Right?” Deena said, grinning foolishly. Tilting her head back, she gave Cassidy another long kiss. Again, it was very heated, and Deena could feel herself getting turned on.  Suddenly Cassidy broke away and looked down into Deena’s eyes, a serious look on her face.

“There’s something I need to tell you,” Cassidy said. “This morning, I woke up because of the buzzing.”

Deena’s expression immediately turned serious as well. Cassidy hadn’t mentioned the “buzz” in a very long time. So long, in fact, that Deena had nearly forgotten it existed. She took Cassidy’s hands in hers.

“Tell me.”

“I had to calm it,” Cassidy began, “I was standing at the mirror, counting down to zero like I always do… but then, at the end of it, I had a vision. A child’s face.” She paused. “Katie’s face.”

“You did?” Deena exclaimed. “Are you — you’re sure it was her?”

Cassidy nodded. “The instant our eyes met.”

“But… why? What’s that about?”

“I don’t know what it means, baby.” Cassidy said.

“Maybe it’s because she was on my mind last night.” Deena said. “Even after we finished making love and were lying there holding each other, I was still, um, having thoughts about her. Maybe you somehow picked up on that.”

“Maybe.” Cassidy said with a shrug. “It feels way too specific to be a coincidence. I think that whatever is happening here… it’s happening for a reason. I just don’t know what it is.”

The two women stared at each other for a long moment before they were suddenly interrupted by a young girl’s voice. “Deena. Cassidy. It’s movie time.”

Deena squeezed Cassidy’s hands in hers and kissed her again. “Whatever it is, babe… we’ll figure it out together.”

On to Chapter Four!