Juicy Secrets Forbidden Tales of Lesbian Love

By JB West

For helpful information about the main characters, please consult The Girls and Women of Greenfield Tales.

Part 1 – Jackpot

On Tuesday morning, Rachel woke up feeling so excited about the night to come that she was practically vibrating. Scenario after scenario of how the evening might unfold danced through her head while she got herself ready for the day ahead. She’d been tempted to masturbate in the shower but willed herself not to, wanting to ride the wave of her desire until she could share its release with the other women and, hopefully, the girls. It would be a long day spent fighting her libido, but Rachel felt certain that it would be worth the wait. Thankfully, she had a full day of party prep to help distract her.

After breakfast, the rest of the morning was spent on tidying the house and doing laundry. Rachel kept a couple of changes of clothes at Kim’s house in case of an unexpected overnight stay, but after four days both she and Emily were out of clean underwear and their shirts and pants weren’t exactly pristine. So, she let Kim know that she’d be making a quick trip home to pick up some fresh clothes, then running a couple of other errands.

“While you’re out,” Kim said, wearing an enigmatic smile, “can you pick something up for me? It’s for the sleepover.”

“What, more food? We’ve already got enough for a small army — enough for two ravenous little girls, even!”

Kim handed Rachel a piece of paper. “This is a surprise. I need you to go here,” pointing to the top of the sheet, then trailing her finger down the page, “and pick up these items… along with anything else you see there that tickles your fancy.” Producing her credit card, she gave that to her sister. “Pay for it with this… I don’t want Michael seeing it on your statement.”

Studying the list, Rachel broke into an enormous grin. “Oh, my baby sister… you do have the best ideas.” She folded the piece of paper, stuffed it into her pocket. “I’m on it.”

Around eleven o’clock, Rachel set off. It took her just under an hour to drive from Greenfield to her home in the city. She felt a little nervous about encountering her husband after all the incredible things that had happened to her over the past few days, but knew that if she played it cool and acted like she was still the same Rachel from four days ago then everything would be fine.

As luck would have it, she found the house empty upon her arrival. Rachel phoned her husband, who told her that he’d taken their son to a matinee at the ballpark.

Rachel immediately felt a great sense of relief. She didn’t like lying to Michael, and although she didn’t regret her actions of the past few days, Rachel knew that she would eventually have to come clean about her lesbian affair. The fact that she wouldn’t have to look him in the eye right then, however, was a small gift from the universe.

After ending the call, Rachel proceeded to pack a small travel bag with a couple sets of clean clothes for Emily and herself. At Kim’s house, she’d been sleeping in a t-shirt and panties, and while that sufficed for most nights, she wanted to wear something special for the sleepover. Looking through her lingerie drawer, Rachel soon found exactly what she wanted. She knew that as soon as Deena saw her — hell, as soon as any of the ladies at the party that evening saw her — they’d be floored by how sexy she could be.

Rachel left her home around twelve-thirty and proceeded to drive across town to what was usually referred to as the red-light district of the city. The area was not especially seedy but had a wild reputation, being home to a large number of nightclubs, bars, gentlemen’s clubs and the small shop that was next on Rachel’s list of errands.

She parked in the public lot across the street and got out, making sure to lock the car. As she approached the small, two-story building, Rachel noticed that there were windows on the storefront that served as showcases for a variety of the products they sold. One window featured brightly-colored sex toys, while another showed off a selection of whips, paddles and handcuffs. The last window Rachel passed before arriving at the entrance featured several mannequins, dressed in everything from skimpy lingerie to full suits of black leather bondage gear. Hanging on the wall on the opposite side of the door was one last display case, similar in size to a poster box on the outer wall of a movie theater. It contained a bright neon sign with the store’s logo: RIKKI’S, spelled out in red neon, with hearts for the dots over the I’s. ADULT BOUTIQUE appeared below in blue.

Taking a quick glance around to ensure that no one she knew was in the vicinity, Rachel entered the store and stopped in her tracks, surprised by what she saw. She’d never been in this store before — in fact, she’d never been in any sex shop, period — so Rachel had no idea what to expect, but for some reason she’d always assumed that such a place would be dimly lit, smell funny and be full of creepy guys who avoided eye contact with everyone. In fact, it was none of these things. The store was clean and brightly lit, there was relaxed piano jazz playing in the background, and most importantly, there weren’t any creeps to be seen. In fact, the only other customers that she saw were a couple, a man and a woman, who were browsing one of the video aisles.

Noticing a small stand of plastic shopping baskets near the door, Rachel grabbed one and took out the list Kim had given her. As she perused the aisles checking out the merchandise, a woman with a price gun approached her. She was taller than Rachel by a few inches, with jet black hair pulled back into a tight ponytail. The woman had multiple piercings in each ear, and a bar through her septum. Her arms were covered from wrists to shoulders in tattoos, and she wore leather bands with shiny silver studs around her wrists. She had on a pair of tight black jeans and a black tank top with the store’s logo printed in pink. Her name tag read ROCHELLE.

“Hi there.” The woman said in a pleasantly melodic voice. “Anything I can help you find today?” Rachel spied a flash of steel as the woman spoke, indicating that her tongue was pierced as well.

Once again, Rachel was caught off guard by the sheer normalcy of the situation. “Um…n-no. I’m still looking, but I think I’m finding everything I need.”

“Great,” The woman said with a warm smile. “Well, if you need any assistance… I’ll be around.” Rachel watched Rochelle as she turned and walked away, seizing the opportunity to check out her shapely ass as she made her way to the front of the store. There she took a seat behind the register and set to work pricing a stack of blu-rays.

For the next several minutes Rachel continued to browse, eventually finding all the things she wanted. As she placed each item into the basket, she imagined how it would be used — and by whom. By the time she was done shopping, Rachel was nearly ready to burst from her pent-up desires, but also knew that she was only a few hours away from being able to achieve the release she hungered for.

The shopping basket was chock-full and fairly heavy by the time she was done, so it made an audible thump as Rachel plunked it down on the checkout counter.

The employee Rachel had spoken to a few minutes earlier had her back turned, but quickly spun around she heard the sound of the basket, her eyes widening as she took in its contents.

“Looks like you found everything you need,” the woman said. “And then some!” she added, giving Rachel a quick wink.

“Um, yes. Thank you.” Rachel replied, now feeling a bit self-conscious.

As she rang up the purchases, the woman transferred each item from the basket into a plain brown paper bag. Rachel watched closely the whole time and noticed Rochelle smile upon seeing several of the toys. It was obvious to Rachel that she had first hand experience with a number of them, and imagining that only added more fuel to the fire that was raging inside of her.

When she’d placed the last piece into the bag, Rochelle looked up at Rachel. “Forgive me for asking,” she began, “And feel free to tell me to mind my own business, but what exactly does one woman need with…” she glanced at the computer screen. “$753.67 worth of dildos and lube?” A coy smile crossed the woman’s face.

Rachel chuckled. Was this hip young woman actually flirting with her? “I’m… well, I’m co-hosting a party tonight for… for a group of friends.” Reaching into her purse, she took out Kim’s card and handed it to the woman. “And I — I mean we, actually… we just wanted to make sure that there’d be enough, er, party favors to go around.”

“I see,” the woman replied, with a knowing wink. Taking the credit card from Rachel, she added, “I’ll need to see an I.D. Just because it’s such a big purchase, you know.”

“Oh, sure.” Without thinking, Rachel took out her driver’s license and passed it to the woman.

Rochelle glanced at the license, frowned, then consulted the credit card again. “Er… these names don’t match.”

“Oh, my goodness! I-I-I’m so sorry about that.” Rachel stammered. “It’s my sister’s card.”

“Your sister?” The woman had an incredulous look on her face.

“Look, here’s what’s going on. Kim gave me her card to buy this stuff with. This list” — she brandished the piece of paper — “is hers. She figured it would be a bad idea for the name of this store to show up on my credit card statement — you know, where my husband could see it.” Rachel smiled at the woman, hoping that she wouldn’t cancel the sale or, God forbid, assume she was some kind of con artist.

“We could call her if you’d like,” Rachel quickly added, taking her phone out, quickly bringing up her contact list to show the woman Kim’s name.

“Let me get this straight,” Rochelle said. “You’re using your sister’s credit card that she lent you to buy hundreds of dollars worth of sex toys for a party you’re co-hosting with her for a group of friends that’s taking place tonight. And you don’t want your husband to find out.”

Rachel nodded but remained silent. She almost felt like a kid again, getting lectured by a teacher for misbehaving in class.

“Okay,” The woman said as she let out a bewildered sigh. “I just have one question.”

Rachel nervously smiled again, hoping against hope that she wasn’t about to be called out on her story. Rochelle broke into a huge smile, and she laughed. “What’s a girl gotta do to get invited to this party?”

Rachel breathed a quick sigh of relief. She joined the woman in her laughter, though not without a pang or regret. As attractive as the woman was, Rachel knew that tonight could only involve those who were already on the guest list. After all, if things went as she and Kim hoped they would, tonight would be the night that their little girls became a part of the complicated, intimate relationship they already shared with Deena and Cassidy.

“I’m sorry, but tonight is for close friends and family only.” Rachel said. “But… in the future… maybe…”

Rochelle looked a little disappointed, but her expression quickly changed as she reached out to take Rachel’s phone from her hand. Quickly adding her info to Rachel’s contacts list, she handed the phone back and said, “My girlfriends call me Rikki.”

Quickly putting two and two together, Rachel realized that she was talking to the owner and proprietor of the store. She held her phone up so she could snap a quick photo of Rikki to accompany her contact information.

“Say cheese,” Rachel said. Rikki smiled and posed for the camera, then just as Rachel was about to snap the photo she pulled her tank top down to expose her left breast, the fleshy nub of the nipple pierced by a stainless steel barbell.

Rachel let out a small but audible groan of frustration, knowing that if she hung around much longer she’d end up giving in to her sudden desire for this sexy creature. Instead, she babbled some excuse about running behind schedule and having many more errands to run before the party.

“Nice to meet you, sweet stuff,” Rikki purred. “Drop by again some time.”

“I — I will,” Rachel promised. Seizing her bag of purchases, she nearly ran out of the shop, her cunt throbbing.

Rachel hurried across the street and jumped into her vehicle. An instant after closing the door, she was pawing at her pussy through her jeans. It took every ounce of will power she possessed to stop herself from just letting go and masturbating to an explosive climax right then and there.

Rachel took several deep breaths, struggling to calm herself. She really did have more errands to run, that wasn’t just her excuse to leave the shop, but she felt unable to drive safely in her current state. Instead, she focused on her breathing, feeling the air flow in and out, in and out, in and out — again and again until she felt like herself. That’s when Rachel noticed how wet she was.

It wouldn’t do to go to the grocery store with what threatened to become a damp patch on her jeans, so that needed to be dealt with. Rachel found some tissues in her bag to wipe herself, and a panty liner to ensure that any more leakage would be contained.

After a furtive glance at her surroundings, Rachel unbuttoned her jeans and shimmied them down as far as she could, along with her panties, then reached for a wad of tissues. And that was when she had a deliciously wicked idea.

Meanwhile, in the store, Rikki had gone back to work. She’d just finished pricing the stack of blu-rays when her phone chimed. Plucking it from her back pocket, she saw that it was a video message. Thumbing the play button, Rikki was amazed by what she saw.

The video starts on a closeup of the woman’s face, but quickly zooms out as the phone is pulled back. The woman is sitting in the driver’s seat of a vehicle and appears to be in some kind of distress, based on the flush of her cheeks and the ragged breaths that come in quick intervals. The camera starts to slowly pan down — past her neck, then her breasts, her exposed belly, and finally to her hand, which is firmly planted between the woman’s legs, concealing her pubis.

Rikki can still hear the ragged breathing, but now it’s accompanied by the familiar sound of fingers rapidly sloshing in and out of a dripping wet pussy. Rikki watches in wonder as the woman lifts her hand up and away from her vulva, trailing a thick line of gooey cream. The camera pans back up to the woman’s face, and Rikki can only stare as her last customer sucks the glistening fingers into her mouth. The woman moans, her eyes rolling blissfully as she savors the texture and flavor of her juices.

The camera pulls back once more, and the woman looks straight into it. “I can’t wait to taste you like that,” she moans. She then gives a quick wink and the video ends.

Rikki stood in stunned silence for a moment, then started the video again. This time she paid attention to the woman’s surroundings, quickly realizing that the car was in the lot just across the street.

Racing to the front door of the shop, Rikki burst out onto the sidewalk just in time to see Rachel pulling out of the lot. As the vehicle moved past, the two women made eye contact. Rachel blew Rikki a kiss, then sped off down the street.

An awed Rikki shook her head, grinning foolishly. “Damn. I think I just hit the jackpot.”

 

Part 2 – A Circle of Trust

Cassidy and Deena arrived at Kim’s house just before seven o’clock. All afternoon and into the evening, dark clouds had been steadily gathering in the sky, and as the couple pulled into the driveway a large crack of thunder boomed overhead and the heavens opened up, unleashing torrential rainfall. They sat in the car for a minute, hoping that they could wait out the initial cloudburst, but the storm showed no sign of letting up any time soon. After another minute and a brief conversation about their best course of action, they decided to make a dash for the front door.

Inside, Kim, Rachel and the girls were in the kitchen preparing dinner when they heard the doorbell. The girls each let out an excited yelp, then sprinted for the door. Opening it, they found Cassidy and Deena huddled together, both soaked to the bone, already shivering from the icy rain.

Kim and Rachel had followed closely behind their daughters, equally excited that Cassidy and Deena had arrived, but when confronted by the bedraggled state of the two women, they gasped in dismay. Fortunately, Cassidy and Deena saw the comedy in the situation, immediately breaking into fits of laughter, and within seconds everyone had joined in. Rachel hastened to the small bathroom just off the kitchen and grabbed a couple of thick towels so Cassidy and Deena could dry themselves.

“We almost drowned out there,” Cassidy said, still chuckling as she handed the overnight bag she was carrying to Kim, then accepted the towel Rachel offered.

“Yeah,” Deena agreed. “I mean, we brought our suits in case we wanted to go in the hot tub later… but I didn’t think we would need them to get from the car to the front door.”

Once she’d finished toweling off, Deena sat down on the small bench near the front door to remove her shoes. That’s when she noticed that the living room had been radically rearranged. All of the furnishings had been pushed to the edges creating an open, square-shaped area that took up a large portion of the room. This space had been covered with an assortment of blankets and comforters, and at least a dozen pillows lined the edges of the area to create a sort of nest-like effect. All the couches and chairs had been covered with bed sheets and light blankets, and there were even a few of Katie’s favorite stuffed animals placed strategically around the periphery. The room had been transformed into the ideal place for an awesome sleepover party.

Kim led the two soaked women upstairs to the guest room. Cassidy had packed changes of clothes for Deena and herself to wear the next day, but Rachel suggested that since they all intended to get in their pajamas after dinner, maybe Deena and Cassidy would prefer to get changed for the slumber party right then.

This idea was immediately seized upon by the girls, who decided to get into their nighties right away as well. Kim then added that she and her sister may as well join the rest of them, and Rachel quickly agreed. Just like that, the sleepover was underway.

After they changed, the group reconvened in the kitchen. Dinner was quickly prepared, with everyone lending a hand, and soon they all sat down to enjoy the evening meal. The girls were super excited, not only for the delicious tacos that they helped make, but also because they were allowed to drink soda pop. Normally their mothers didn’t often allow them to have sugary, caffeinated beverages, but as this night was a special occasion, and the girls got to stay up late, normal rules didn’t apply.

Once dinner was done, the girls dragged Cassidy and Deena out to the living room to show them how they, with their moms’ help, had remodeled the space. Kim and Rachel piled the dishes in the sink, then joined the others.

Katie and Emily were anxious to play games or watch a movie, but Rachel told them, “Not just yet, girls. Let’s chat first.”

They all sat down, in a circle, on the blanket-covered floor, which was even more comfortable than it looked. Katie and Emily wanted to be next to each other, of course, but also insisted that Cassidy and Deena sit on either side of them. Rachel chose the space next to Deena, and Kim took the spot between her sister and Cassidy.

“Girls,” Rachel started, “we need to talk to you about something.” Although she was smiling, the tone of her voice told the girls that this was something serious, and they immediately fell silent.

Now Kim spoke. “We wanted to talk to you girls about what Emily saw the other night.” She was smiling too, but the girls were suddenly very tense. Somehow their moms knew that Emily had spied on them when they were doing sexy stuff with Cassidy and Deena, and she was about to get in big trouble for it.

“Emily? Sweetheart?” Rachel said in her best concerned-mom voice, coaxing the girl to look at her. “I know that what you saw must have been confusing for you. Trust me, I felt the same way.”

Emily gave a tiny nod. It was true; what she’d seen had been confusing. Emily had very little knowledge of sex beyond a few basic impressions and what she had observed during an illicit viewing of a porn video while at a friend’s house. But what confused her even more were the odd feelings that watching her mother having sex with other women — especially Aunt Kim! — had stirred in her. Feeling her cheeks turn hot, Emily had to look away.

“What we’d like to know,” Kim said, also in a concerned tone of voice, “is how you felt about what you saw… and whether or not you told Katie about it.” A single glance at Katie told Kim  that the girl knew exactly what they were talking about.

“Sh-she told me… but only ‘cause I made her,” Katie said, leaping to her cousin’s defense. She looked back and forth between her mom and Auntie Rachel, waiting for their expressions to grow stern, but that didn’t happen. In fact, Katie couldn’t tell at all what her mommy or any of the grownups were thinking right then. They were all smiling, but there was something behind the smiles, something in their eyes. Katie didn’t know what it was, but sensed that she and Emily weren’t in trouble.

“And what did you think about what she told you?” Kim asked.

“I — I — I d-don’t know,” Katie stammered. That was a lie, of course, Katie knew exactly what she thought about it. She thought it was awesome. She thought it was sexy. She was envious of the women for being able to do those things with each other, and wanted to try them herself.

Rachel reached out to take Emily’s hand. “Sweetheart, how do you feel about what you saw the other night?”

Cassidy didn’t need to hear Emily’s answer. She could feel the nervousness coming off the girl in waves. She could also feel Emily’s excitement, thrilled to recognize the lustful emotions that were fueling it.

Emily remained silent, so Rachel added, “It’s okay if you liked it. It’s perfectly normal to be interested in sex.”

Emily looked up — not at her mother, but Cassidy, and for a brief moment they were lost in each other’s eyes. Cassidy could sense Emily’s desire for her, the child’s longing to be kissed.

She’d never encountered this kind of sexual hunger in a girl so young. It was the same need she felt herself whenever she was intimate with Deena, or when Kim gave her a lustful glance. My God… and she’s only eight years old! Cassidy thought.

Cassidy nearly leaned in to kiss the little girl right then, but managed to restrain herself. All good things would come in time.

“Sweetie?” Rachel said, cradling Emily’s hand in hers. “You can tell me, it’s okay. What did you think when you saw us together?”

“It — it was cool,” Emily finally said. Again, she had to look away as embarrassment nearly overwhelmed her.

“How about you, Katie?” Kim said, “When Emily told you about what she saw, how did that make you feel?”

“I didn’t believe her,” Katie said. “But then, when I saw you and Auntie Rachel together… ”

“Saw us together?” Rachel asked, surprised.

“On Sunday night.” Katie said. She explained how she and Emily had seen the two women together on the patio from the bedroom window, then how she’d feigned being asleep while the women had kissed while standing near her bed.

Rachel was a bit unsettled by Katie’s story but admired her niece for being so forthcoming and honest. She glanced over at her daughter, who was listening to Katie’s story and nodding along.

“So, you were spying on us too?” Rachel said when Katie had finished.

“We weren’t spying.” Katie said indignantly, folding her arms. “You were outside where anyone could see you. All we did was watch!”

It was quiet for a few seconds, then the four women started to laugh. “You can’t fault her logic,” Deena chuckled. “I don’t think they broke any laws.” She presented a raised hand to Katie, and they exchanged a high-five.

Katie’s scowl had vanished. She now knew for sure that she and Emily weren’t in trouble, but it was nice to know that Deena had her back in case their mothers decided to be upset after all.

“Well, in the spirit of honesty, I have something to confess as well,” Kim said. She looked around the circle at each of the ladies and girls in turn, then held her daughter’s gaze. “The other night, when your aunt and I were in your room… I knew you were awake.” The room was silent for a moment as they each took in Kim’s words.

“Oh, my God!” Rachel gasped as she realized what this meant: her sister Kim had knowingly allowed herself to be fingered to an orgasm while her little girl was listening. This revelation had an immediate effect on her — she could actually feel her temperature rise. After the day she’d had, Rachel feared that one more sexy confession would be enough to drive her crazy. She was that aroused.

“What do you think about that, sweetheart?” Kim asked Katie.

The little girl was still stunned by her mother’s confession, but then she said, “I think… I think it’s sexy!” Katie wasn’t exactly sure what she meant by that, but it felt like the right thing to say.

Kim wanted so badly to tell her daughter that she was sexy, then give her a deep, hungry kiss. Instead, she blew Katie a kiss, which the little girl snatched out of the air and smacked on her lips, making a loud kissing sound.

For the next twenty minutes or so, the women and the girls continued to talk about the events of the past few days. Katie and Emily each had a number of questions, which the women did their best to answer. First, Kim and Rachel assured their daughters that not only were they not in trouble, but it was a good thing that they knew about what had happened that night in Kim’s bedroom. Then all four women made it clear that if either of the girls ever had a question about sex or love or anything like that, that they should always feel free to ask. They all promised that from then on, there would be no secrets between them.

Emily then asked the one question that Rachel had been dreading. “Does this mean that you don’t love Daddy anymore?”

Though it was difficult to explain, Rachel convinced Emily as best she could that her new feelings for other women didn’t affect the love she had for the girl’s father. Emily nearly came to tears at the thought of her parents no longer being together, but was reassured by her mother’s soothing voice and the way she’d held her when she was about to cry. In fact, Emily’s outburst affected everybody so strongly that they all came together in a big group hug.

They stayed huddled together for several minutes, eventually breaking apart once it had become clear that Emily was going to be okay. Katie was the last to let go of Emily, and as the girls parted she placed a light kiss on her cousin’s cheek.

“I love you,” Katie whispered to Emily, which almost caused the older girl to start crying again. Instead, she simply said, “I love you, too.”

After this outpouring of emotions, Rachel declared that she needed a drink — and the other ladies concurred. Kim even decided to have a glass of wine, as she’d more or less recovered from her head injury and had quit taking the pain pills. The girls were each given another can of soda, then they asked if they could have ice cream too. Kim and Rachel readily agreed, so they all sat around the kitchen table enjoying their sweet treats, while Emily and Katie regaled the ladies with details about their favorite cartoon show.

The grownups enjoyed listening to and watching the girls as they talked. A few knowing looks were exchanged, and each of the women could feel the sexy mood in the air steadily increasing as the minutes ticked by. So far, Rachel’s plan was progressing nicely. She knew that the girls’ reactions after being confronted about their knowledge of her and Kim’s lesbian activities were a potential stumbling block, but now that Emily and Katie had reacted so positively, Rachel was sure that the rest of the plan would come off without a hitch.

But Rachel also knew that before any sexy fun could be had, they needed to talk to the girls about the importance of keeping everything they’d discussed a strict secret. Guiding the conversation back to the topic of secrecy, she explained to the girls, with the help of her sister, that while it was great that they’d all agreed not to keep secrets from each other, it was important that the girls kept those secrets safe from the outside world.

The girls promised that they would never tell anyone, then exchanged pinky promises with each other and all the women. Kim then let the girls know that those promises would also apply to any other future conversations or events the girls might witness. Kim’s implications were not lost on the girls, and they both instantly felt butterflies in their little tummies.

Cassidy took a sip from her glass, then cleared her throat, drawing the attention of the table. She looked at the beaming faces of Katie and Emily, then took a deep breath. “I know we said we’d all be honest with each other from now on, so… I have something important that I need to share with you girls.”

Katie and Emily gave Cassidy their complete attention. They could tell that she was on the verge of revealing another big secret, and they were both secretly hoping that it would be something sexy. Neither was prepared for what they were about to hear.

This way to Chapter Ten!