Juicy Secrets Forbidden Tales of Lesbian Love

by kinkychic and kinky’s_sis

I’d been saving for a new motorbike for over a year. The odd part-time job I’d taken when my studies allowed had boosted my bank balance considerably. I’d also done well buying and selling on eBay. I even had a cabinet in an antique centre where I charged ridiculous prices for all kinds of junk.

Today, though, we were having a lazy Sunday afternoon. My younger sister Lucy had got the photo albums out and was looking back at pictures from when we lived in Africa. She kept talking about our dad, who had died out there some four years ago.

It got me thinking how I’d love to go back, not just to visit his grave but to see how much our old place had changed. Mum still occasionally kept in touch with the people who’d bought our old farm. I knew I would be welcome to stay there if I wanted.

Did I really want a new bike? I still loved the one I had. So why buy another? The plan began to take shape. I even got to wondering whether or not Mum would let me take Lucy along.

A few days later I’d convinced myself that it was what I wanted to do. I waited until Saturday evening, when  Mum usually had wine with dinner. Just to make sure, I opened a bottle myself.

We were well into the second bottle, and Mum was in a particularly good mood. She even let Lucy have a glass, and that didn’t happen often.

“Mum, I’ve been thinking. What would you say to my taking a holiday to South Africa? I want to visit the old place and dad. I’ve got plenty of time holiday-wise, and I’ve saved more than enough to cover the cost.”

I expected an argument from her, but to my surprise, she said she thought it was a really good idea. But then she seemed to have second thoughts. “Are you sure, though? I mean, it’s an awfully long way… and except for your trip to France, you’ve never travelled on your own before.”

“Mum, I am twenty now… I think I’m able to look after myself. Besides, except for the actual flying time, what’s the difference between flying to South Africa and France? I’ll be fine.”

Mum gave a thoughtful nod. “Of course you are, sweetie. I forget you’re all grown up now.”

I decided to push my luck a bit. “It might be a good thing if Lucy came along. It would give her the chance to really see Africa… you know,  since she was so young when we left.”

“Oh, my God!” Lucy exclaimed. “Yes, please!”

All I got from Mum in reply was a question. “When were you thinking of going?”

“Well, now that I’ve decided, any time during the school holidays.”

“That would rather solve a problem I’ve been worrying over,” Mum said. “You know your Aunt Rose isn’t well. It turns out it’s worse than we thought and I want to go stay with her. My concern was leaving you two alone for that long. It’s not what you would get up to, I just thought you might have trouble looking after yourselves.”

“In that case, Mum, it’s a no-brainer. As long as you’re sure, though?” Quite a cunning question, I thought.

“Of course I’m sure. I think it would be lovely for you both.”

It took a lot of organising, but I had plenty of free time. So, there we were less than two weeks later, all packed and ready to go. Lucy, just like any youngster, was almost wetting herself with excitement.

The day before our flight, I’d checked her suitcase. It was mostly fine, except for one thing. Well, two really. Her vibrator and her anal wand. “Lucy, you can’t take those. They’ll see them when they scan your suitcase. I’m not sure it’s legal for a twelve-year-old to have sex gear in her luggage.”

Being the wise one, she immediately said, “Yeah, but you can, so we’ll put them in your case. You really don’t expect me to go two and a half weeks without my toys, do you?”

“I suppose I could do that. Mind you, they’ll think I’m a sex maniac with four of them in my case.”

“And they’d be right, so what’s the big deal?”

***

The flight was uneventful at first, almost boring. There was only one stewardess who showed any reaction to my inexperienced attempts at letting her know I was interested. But I didn’t expect anything to come of it.

It was the middle of the night when I thought she’d tapped my shoulder whilst she was passing by. I waited until she disappeared behind a screen, then nervously followed her to the back. It was the first time I’d ever approached a grown woman and it looked as if I was in luck, but I was an absolute bundle of nerves.

“I wasn’t wrong then?” she asked when I pushed through the screen.

“No, you weren’t,” I managed before she pulled me into her arms. I immediately knew this was nothing new to her. The kiss was amazing, so much better than anything I had experienced before.

With no further ado, her hands were raising my top, her fingers on my bare flesh and working their way straight to my breasts. “Help me with this skirt – I need to feel you in my pussy,” she said.

I struggled to do as she wanted, but her skirt was too tight. “Undo the zip, then,” she said. I fumbled at the one button before lowering the zipper. Now I could push the skirt down just enough to slip my hand down the front. I was shocked when my fingers immediately found – nothing.

“All ready for you, my sweet. I took them off already. I was hoping you’d follow me back here,” she said.

Her pussy lips were the largest I’d ever felt. But, of course, I was only used to young girls. Then I was sliding into her, her cunt clutching at my fingers. God, she was wet! She must have been thinking about this for ages.

My own skirt had an elasticated waist. She pushed it down easily with one hand. Her other hand wasn’t about to let go of my boobs, I guess. She struggled with my panties, though, clumsily tugging at one side, so I took hold of the other and between us, they slipped right off.

None too gently, she popped her fingers into me. A quick feel around inside, then up to my clit. Her hand rubbed me up and down, stroking on either side of my button. She gasped, “What’s your name, gorgeous? Mine’s Chloe.”

“I’m Maddie. Nice to meet you, Chloe.” I pressed my lips against hers, and we shared a heated kiss.

The hand on my breast went away, then it rested on my shoulder, guiding me down to my knees. “Lick me, Maddie,” I heard her say.

With some effort, I managed to get Chloe’s skirt past her hips. For a moment, I stared at the delight in front of me. At last, a real woman’s pussy! My mouth moved in on her as I grabbed her arse with both hands and pulled her closer. My tongue separated the lips, delving into her and savouring the taste. Then I moved up to her clit. Damn! Just like her lips, it was big. My mouth wrapped around it, such a thrill to hold between my lips. My tongue flicked it as fast as I could as I sucked her in.

I paused in my fucking to crook two fingers upwards, rubbing the upper interior of her vagina. Suddenly, she began to shake. “Oh fuck, yes, there!”

She actually did have a slightly raised area, what they call a G-spot. I was fascinated, never having touched one before. It was something I’d read about it in one of Mum’s ladies’ magazines. Within seconds, Chloe’s hips were jerking at my fingers and mouth, and I knew she was coming.

I managed a glance up and saw she had one hand clamped over her mouth, the other tightly gripping a cupboard handle.

Her shaking finally subsided. Chloe let her hands drop, then lifted me to my feet and into her arms. Again we kissed. She broke away, moving back a little to look at me. “Wow,” she sighed. Then she bent down to my chest, kissing and sucking each nipple in turn.

Then she was on her knees before me, opening my pussy with her fingers. I saw her peering between my lips, a big smile on her face. I watched her tongue emerge, and even though I was standing there waiting for it to happen, I still jumped when she licked my clit.

Slowly, she eased two fingers into me. By then, there was no need for her to be careful – I was dripping wet, ready for anything. She withdrew her hand and smeared the juices around my pussy. Again she went into me, collecting more wetness, then reached between my legs to find my arse. I knew what she wanted, and spread my feet wider, granting her access.

She sucked my clit, sending familiar and wonderful sensations coursing through me. For a second, my bum cheeks were tightly clenched as her finger rubbed my arsehole. Then I relaxed, and she knew I was ready. Chloe pressed harder, and suddenly she was inside.

It was one of those times I wished I didn’t come so quickly, because I was enjoying this a lot. But my body had other ideas, and I couldn’t hold back. The dam burst as my orgasm swept over me, wonderful in its intensity. Chloe continued to suck my clit and finger my arse.

She got back to her feet. “My goodness, I think you needed that. It must have been ages since the last one!”

“Yeah, like maybe five hours.” We both laughed. “Chloe, thank you, that was… incredible. Oh, does this mean I’m in the Mile High Club now?”

Once more we kissed and savoured each other’s taste before I broke away. “I ought to be getting back to my sister. She’s probably wondering where I’ve got to.”

Chloe smiled. “I shouldn’t worry. I think you’ll find Jenny has been keeping an eye on her.”

I stared at her. “You mean, she knows we’re here?”

“Of course, Jenny and I always work together. We tossed a coin, I won and I chose you. I hope you’re not too shocked…?”

I shook my head. “But… what about Lucy?”

Chloe put a finger to my lips. “Shush. Honestly, do you think we can’t recognise a pair of lovers when we see them? You and your sister, you are lovers, aren’t you?”

I nodded. “Yeah, we are. Believe it or not, she got me into bed with her when she was ten years old. Our Lucy is a real firework.”

“Oh, my… isn’t that something? Well, your little sister’s been in good hands, so to speak, the whole time you’ve been with me. Jenny’s an amazing lover.”

I had to laugh. “Well, once Lucy gets into her knickers, Jenny won’t know what hit her.”

***

When Chloe returned me to my seat, Jenny was standing nearby, holding Lucy’s hand, “There you two are. I was just thinking about coming to fetch you. You’ve been rather a long while.” She turned her attention to me. “Have a nice time? We certainly did… didn’t we, Luce?”

Lucy had a huge grin on her face. “Oh my goodness… yes, we did, Jenny.”

With that, the stewardesses said their goodbyes and went off to do whatever it is they do while the plane is in flight.

I turned to Lucy, bursting with curiosity. “So, little sis, spill the beans,” I said. “What happened?”

This is what she told me.

***

When you went off with the other stewardess, Jenny came to my seat and asked if I was okay. I told her yes and asked her if she was busy, and if not would she like to sit with me for a while. She looked around the cabin and sat down. We chatted for a bit. She told me her name and Chloe’s.

I could tell she wasn’t sure whether she should make a move, so I said, “Jenny, you wanna kiss me? I’d like that a lot.” I took hold of her hand and pressed my lips to it. I knew she was hesitating because of my age.

She frowned at me but then said, “Oh, what the fuck,” and just like that, we were kissing. Ooh, for ages and ages. She didn’t try to touch me, though, so I knew nothing else was gonna happen unless I made it.

I took her hand and moved it to my leg, pushing it under my skirt. I saw her hesitating again, then she said, “Wait.” She got up and opened the overhead locker and pulled out a blanket and spread it over our legs, “Are you sure about this?” she whispered.

I leaned close. “Jenny, if you were my sister, sitting right where you are, you’d have your fingers in my pussy right now.”

Her eyes opened wide. “Oh my God, you really do want this, don’t you?”

I reached under the blanket, did a little wriggling about, then my hand emerged with my panties. I held them out to her. “Look, all nice and wet.”

Jenny pushed my hand down, gave a quick glance around, then she reached under the blanket herself. I could tell she was trying to raise her skirt. I put a hand between her legs, found her panties and dipped my fingers into them. I felt the heat of her and how wet she was. I knew she was nervous, but she was also desperate for me.

That’s almost it, I guess. We slid our arses down in our seats and finger fucked each other. I did think about getting down on my knees to lick her, but there wasn’t enough room.

When we both came, we kissed some more. I asked her if she’d ever touched a little girl before, and she shook her head.

I took her hand and pushed it up under my top, and I said, “Feel my titties for me. They’re just starting to show properly, and I like them being touched.”

She felt my buds and squeezed them a bit before finding a nipple. “Oh, nice and hard.” She pulled and twisted. I know I gasped, but not too loud. Then I said to her, “Be nice if you sucked it. No one can see anyhow.”

Her lips were magic. I even thought I might come again with her just doing that, but then we heard a buzzer, and Jenny pulled her skirt down and stood up. A moment later, you came back with Chloe.

***

Done with her story, Lucy picked up my hand and brought it to her nose. “Mmm – seems like you had fun, too.” She licked my fingers.

Just before preparations for landing in Johannesburg, Chloe slipped two envelopes into my hand. One had my name on the front, the other was for Lucy.

I quickly opened mine. It read:

My gorgeous Maddie, 

   Thanks for a wonderful time, I loved it.

   I do so hope we might be on the same flight when you return.

   I’d really like to hear from you some time if that’s something you want.

All my love, Chloe xxxx.

She’d added a phone number and a Jo’burg hotel name.

I glanced at Lucy. She was smiling broadly as she handed me her letter.

Lucy, 

   You wonderful little angel. I wouldn’t be telling the truth if I didn’t admit I was shocked. Both with myself and with your sexy forwardness. Oh my, so amazing.

   Then, I ask myself. What was I doing? What had I been thinking? For hours it worried me.

   It was Chloe who told me I was being stupid. I said to her, But a twelve-year-old! She laughed at me. Twelve, yeah right, like going on at least eighteen.

   Then I thought about you leading me, how every move was instigated by you. You knew what you wanted.

Now, I’m so glad you did. 

   I’ve added my phone number if you want to chat with me, but please be careful if you do. If you don’t want to chat, okay, I understand.

   Thank you for our little time together.

Love

Jenny

xxx

 ps. Chloe said if we’re on the same return flight, it’s our turn to go to the back. Would you like that? We can do a lot more there than just touch each other.

 pps. Oh, God! I can’t help it, please, please, call me. Even if it’s not until you’re back in England.

I grinned at Lucy. “Looks like we both made new friends. Now fasten your belt.”

On to Chapter Two!