Juicy Secrets Forbidden Tales of Lesbian Love

By Naughty Mommy

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The private dining room at The Harem brightened suddenly, the music becoming louder, faster, gayer. A dozen new dancers emerged, each in a different colorful gauzy costume. They were of various ages, from young teenagers to a woman of perhaps 40, but all were beautiful, with dark hair, dark eyes, and alluring bodies. As the dancers swirled around the audience members, the two previous performers slipped away, exiting the stage and vanishing through a door.

The girls and women, Angela and her guests, were encouraged to join in on the dancing and tried their best, though none of them could move like the talented entertainers. But they all had fun, shaking and shimmying until the music swelled to a peak and then ended. Everyone clapped, laughing and hugging.

As the performers departed, the serving girls returned, bringing cool drinks and platters of fresh fruit. Angela and the others took their seats, fanning themselves with their hands, still giggling, exhilarated from the dancing. They spent about fifteen minutes chatting, comparing reactions to what they’d seen, refreshing themselves with the fruit and drinks.

When the lights gradually began to dim again and soft music was heard, everyone quieted, waiting to see what would happen next. Several of the servers came out to help rearrange the chairs for the audience into a semicircle while two others brought a long padded bench and placed it in the middle of the tight half-circle. By the time it was all arranged and everyone was seated once more, the room was nearly dark. There was almost total silence, except for gentle music over the sound system.

Soon three dancers emerged, moving slowly, writhing seductively. They were completely nude. The first was an adult, perhaps in her mid to late 30s, but in great shape, with elegant long legs, a trim waist, and full breasts. Her dark pubic hair was closely trimmed. The second was a young teenager, only 13 or so, her breasts still developing and her pubic hair not trimmed, because she still didn’t have much. In face and form, she bore a strong resemblance to the older dancer.

But it was the third performer who took their breath away. She was a child, maybe 9 or 10, with tiny breast buds and no pubic hair at all. Her little pussy was completely smooth and bare. Like the other two, she had dark hair and dark eyes, and she also looked very much like them. Were they actually related, many in the audience began to ask themselves, could this be a mother and her daughters?

The three moved in time with the slow tempo of the music, not really dancing, but gliding gracefully, sensuously. After one long, unhurried pass along the crescent of chairs, openly displaying themselves to the rapt attention of the women and girls, the performers stood in front of the bench, but did not take a seat. Instead they faced each other, the woman turning first to the older girl, the teenager. She tenderly kissed the girl, holding her face in her hands, and then did the same with the child.

She repeated the kisses, turning first to one and then the other, and as the woman brought her lips to the girls’ lips again and again, their kisses became increasingly passionate, longer and wetter and deeper. By the time they were finished, all three were breathing heavily, obviously quite aroused, as was the audience.

Now, as they watched, the woman kissed the older girl one more time, a soft kiss with no tongue, and then gently pushed the teenager’s head down, guiding it to her breast. The girl took an erect nipple into her mouth, and began sucking.

Sitting very near the three, so close she easily could have touched them, Bridget studied the woman and the two girls. It was undeniable. They looked so much alike that they had to be related, almost certainly a mother and her daughters, a trio of beautiful sexy erotic entertainers in one family, performing together!

As the young teenager licked and sucked the woman’s breast, the other girl, the child, stepped close. She shared a tender kiss with the woman, and then she too was guided to a breast, the other breast, and began sucking on the hard nipple. Closing her eyes, the woman moaned. A hand slid down between her legs. She caressed her pussy.

Fuck, Bridget thought, I can’t stand this, I have to rub myself again. But Debby was on her lap, so she really couldn’t.

Then she heard a voice. “Would you like me to take her?” It was Angela, sitting next to them. But how did she know what I was thinking, Bridget wondered, how could she possibly have known??

Right now it didn’t matter. Bridget smiled, “Yes, thank you,” and shifted Debby from her lap to Angela’s. Opening her slacks, she pushed a hand inside her panties. Her pussy was soaking wet, so wet that it must have leaked not only through her underwear but through her slacks too. Again, though, it didn’t matter. All she wanted was to touch herself. She slid a finger into her cunt, groaning in pleasure.

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“Where do I sleep tonight, Mommy?” asked Jordan as they headed up the stairs to the bedrooms in the condo.

“She’s with me,” Stephanie said, “in, uh, in the big room, the master bedroom.”

“Okay,” the little girl smiled, laying her head on her mother’s shoulder. Stacie was carrying her.

Stephanie wondered if perhaps she had answered too quickly, appearing overly eager. She had to admit, however, if she was honest with herself, that she really was excited about spending the night alone with the 7-year-old, especially after what she’d witnessed outside before dinner.

She had discovered her daughters, Holly and Hailey, amorously kissing each other on the beach, with Jordan standing beside them, watching closely. Stephanie wondered how much the child knew about kissing, and then wondered if perhaps she should give her a demonstration, the way she’d done in bed the night before with Hailey. That was such a forbidden thought, something only a lesbian pedophile would consider doing, but it made Stephanie even more excited.

But then she wondered, before doing something like that, before giving kissing lessons to a little girl, shouldn’t I get permission first from Jordan’s mother? How would I phrase that, though, what could I possibly say that wouldn’t make me sound like a pervert, or worse, a child molester? No, Stephanie told herself, it’s better not to do anything at all. I’m just getting carried away. It’s silly to think that a girl as young as Jordan would have any interest in sexual matters. That’s ridiculous. We’ll just cuddle for a bit, perhaps, and then go to sleep.

Stacie missed her little girl. She missed sleeping with her every night, the way they did at home. She missed having sex with Jordan several times a day, which was their usual pattern. Since they’d started on their vacation, she’d only been with her a couple of times, and while that was enjoyable, it certainly wasn’t enough.

Oh well, at least tonight she’d share a bed with her mother, and she was almost certain they would have some naughty fun together, even if Veronica and Hailey were in the same room. Stacie gave Jordan a big hug and a long, warm kiss on the lips, then set her down in the master bedroom. She gave Stephanie a hug and a kiss as well, then said goodnight and went back to the third bedroom.

As Stacie came in the door, she heard her mom finishing a sentence to Veronica, saying, “…naked again tonight, right?”

“Well, um,” Veronica began. Then she turned to the little girl, Hailey.

“Is that okay with you, honey? Last night, we, uh, we all, just for fun, we slept naked. Is it all right with you if we do that again?”

“Naked? Okay, I guess,” Hailey shrugged. She was mostly interested in kissing, if her Mom was willing to do that, and it wouldn’t really matter if they were naked or not. At only 8 years old, she didn’t always equate nudity with sexuality.

“Good,” Carol smiled as she unhooked her bra. She’d already removed her shorts and her top. Now all she wore was her panties, which she quickly tugged down over her hips and stepped out of.

“I love being naked, don’t you?” Carol winked at Hailey.

The child stared at the older woman. She’d seen her mother naked plenty of times — both of her moms, in fact. Nudity was not a big deal around their house. But this was the first time she’d seen her aunt completely unclothed. When they’d been outside sunbathing topless the afternoon before, she hadn’t paid her that much attention. It had seemed different somehow.

Now, though, the way her aunt was looking at her and the way she was standing there, kind of holding her legs apart and pushing out her middle, it gave Hailey a funny feeling inside. Not a bad feeling, though, she liked it. It was almost how she felt the night before when she was kissing her Mommy, so happy and special and excited all at once.

She looked up at Carol’s breasts. They were big, maybe not as big as her Mommy’s, but nice. And her nipples were really long, sticking way out, almost like they were calling her. In a strange way it made her hungry, as if she wanted something in her mouth. Hailey licked her lips and swallowed.

“So, little one,” Veronica said softly, “are you gonna get ready for bed, or just stand there?”

Hailey blushed, tearing her eyes away from her aunt and turning to her Mom, who also now was naked, as was Stacie.

“Okay, sorry,” the child mumbled, and began stripping out of her clothes.

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Looking up and down the row of spectators, Angela could see that Bridget was not the only one masturbating.

Sheila, not surprisingly, had her legs spread, her dress hiked up, and a hand in her panties, working busily. Tina was not playing with herself, at least not visibly, but Eve was. Although she hadn’t removed any clothing, her legs were apart and she was openly rubbing herself through her tight jeans.

Gwen and Erin, the teenagers, were not obviously masturbating but both were squirming in their chairs, and Angela suspected they were squeezing their thighs together, stimulating their clits. The younger ones, Fiona, Paige, Amanda, and her own daughter, Bambi, all were on the edge of their seats, leaning in close to see what was happening. Their eyes were wide and they appeared to be enjoying the show immensely.

Debby, on Angela’s lap, seemed to have her attention divided. She was looking at the naked girls who were sucking the woman’s breasts, but she also was looking to the side, at her mother, watching Bridget masturbate.

Angela whispered in Debby’s ear, “Are you having a good time, honey?”

“Yeah, uh-huh, it’s fun,” the 9-year-old nodded eagerly.

“Good, I’m glad.”

Angela placed her hands on the child’s legs, gently spreading her thighs apart. She drew her fingers upward, pulling up the little dress Debby was wearing, exposing her yellow undies.

Before going any further, Angela looked at Bridget. She caught her eye. “Is this okay?” Angela asked in a quiet voice.

“Sure, yeah, if, um, if she wants it,” Bridget replied, licking her lips. Her face was flushed and shiny with sweat. She was breathing hard. It looked as if she was already getting close to an orgasm.

“Debby, sweetheart, I want to touch you now,” Angela whispered, “I want to touch you between your legs, but only if you want me to, okay?”

“Okay.”

“Are you sure? You don’t mind if I touch you there?”

“No, I don’t mind. I want you to.” And as if to emphasize the point, the little girl spread her legs even wider apart.

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Kelly didn’t know if she should, but she couldn’t resist.

“Hey, you know what?” she said to Holly as she shut the door. It was just the two of them now, alone in the condo’s second bedroom.

“What?”

“Um, last night, and, like, the other night too, at the motel, we all decided we’d sleep naked, just for fun. Do you wanna do that?”

“Yeah, okay, I guess,” Holly grinned, “and can we do something else too?”

“What?”

“Well, um, last night Mommy showed Hailey how to kiss. You know, how to kiss like she kisses Mom and stuff. Do you know how to do that? Could you show me?”

Kelly was astounded. Mommy showed Hailey how to kiss? Really?? Then she remembered the way little Jordan had kissed her during their night in bed at the motel room. She shook her head in amazement. What an awesome vacation this was turning out to be!

“You don’t want to?” Holly frowned, seeing her sister shake her head.

“No, um, I mean, yeah, I do. I want to. Sorry, I was thinking of something else. Let’s brush our teeth, and then get in bed, okay?”

“Okay!”

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Angela’s hand moved between Debby’s legs. Over the top of her little cotton panties, she stroked the girl’s mound, feeling her smooth puffy labia beneath the thin fabric. With her other hand she rubbed her narrow chest, finding her nipples, fondling them through her dress. She leaned down and kissed the child’s neck, then licked her earlobe. Debby squirmed and giggled.

In front of them, the older performer gracefully eased herself down onto the padded bench. The girls sat too, one on either side of her. They each lifted one of the woman’s legs over theirs, spreading her thighs wide apart. They then resumed sucking her nipples, but now their hands also went down between her legs — their mother’s legs? — to touch and caress her sex. The woman closed her eyes and leaned her head back, audibly moaning.

Gwen was stunned. Even though she’d made love with her mom and her sister the night before — and again that very morning, in fact — and even though she had seen Sheila masturbate to orgasm on the beach, that still hadn’t prepared her for something like this!

Three nude dancers who looked like they might be a mom and her two young daughters were actually having sex with each other right in front of them, while people in the audience, including her own mother, masturbated openly with everyone watching, even little girls like 9-year-old Debby. And — oh my god, look at that, Angela was touching Debby’s pussy!!

It was all so unbelievable. Was this going to turn into some kind of lesbian orgy with underage girls?? That nasty idea made Gwen very excited. She couldn’t resist any longer. She opened her legs and put a hand under her denim miniskirt, rubbing herself through her panties.

And then, as the audience stared, the teenager and the younger girl each slowly inserted a finger into the woman’s vagina. They began fucking her, both at the same time.

“Oh! God!! YES!!!” Sheila was climaxing. Everyone except the performers turned to see.

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Stephanie and Jordan brushed their teeth in the master bathroom and began to prepare for bed. But after she’d pulled off her panties, leaving herself naked, Jordan said, “I don’t have to put on jammies, do I?”

“You — what do you mean?”

“Me and Mommy and Nanna, and, um, Kelly too, we don’t wear jammies when we go to bed. We’re just naked.”

“You are?”

“Uh-huh, it’s nice,” the child nodded. “Can you do that too, with me?”

“Well… I don’t know, that seems like… but, uh, you said you… that you and your Mommy, and Nanna…” For some reason Stephanie couldn’t finish a sentence.

“We always sleep that way. We like it.”

The blonde took a deep breath. “Okay, well, I guess. If you always do, then I suppose we will too.”

“Yay!” Jordan clapped. “I wanna sleep naked with you. I like being naked.”

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Debby sat up in Angela’s lap and turned toward her Aunt Sheila, who was crying out in climax. Everyone else was looking at Sheila as well — everyone, that is, except the three erotic performers, who simply carried on with what they were doing. To them, perhaps, a sexual response from the audience was expected and even orgasms were unsurprising.

Sheila’s panties were at her ankles now. Her legs were spread open, her dress hiked up around her waist. She continued vigorously fucking herself, even as she came. Her face was red, her eyes shut tight, and she was groaning loudly.

Then it was Bridget’s turn. “Oh… my… god!” She fell forward at the waist, her legs clamping together around her hand which was shoved down inside her slacks, her body shuddering again and again in orgasmic passion.

Angela squeezed her thighs together, clenching her muscles and stimulating her clit. With Debby on her lap, she couldn’t really masturbate, but that was fine. She was having a very good time fondling the 9-year-old. Eve was still rubbing herself through her jeans, Angela saw, and Gwen now had a hand inside her panties. Tina too had given in to the excitement and was massaging her pussy through the outside of her panties, her skirt pulled up around her waist.

Meanwhile, in front of the small audience, the two young girls seated on the bench were moving their fingers faster inside the naked woman, fucking her while still licking and sucking her breasts. The woman was breathing hard, her body glistening with sweat. It looked like she was almost ready to come.

As she leaned back against Angela, returning her attention to the entertainers, Debby asked in a quiet voice, “This is sex, right? What they’re doing, and, um, my mom and my Aunt Sheila, what they just did. Is that sex too?”

Angela hugged the child, kissing her neck and murmuring, “Yes, darling, that’s what it is. This is all sex… beautiful, warm, exciting feminine sex… do you like it?”

“Yeah, but, um, I wish I could have, you know, that thing, an organ-ism.”

“An organ… oh, do you mean an orgasm?”

“Yeah.”

“You haven’t had one yet?”

“Uh-uh. My mom says maybe I’m not old enough or something.”

Angela nuzzled Debby’s neck, pulled up her cute dress again, and put her hand back between the little girl’s legs, pressing her fingers in more deeply this time, feeling moist warmth in the center of her cotton undies.

“Well, I suppose it’s possible that you’re not old enough,” she whispered in Debby’s ear, “but it might be that it will happen soon. We’ll see.”

And as Angela stroked and caressed the child’s sex through her thin panties, they heard the woman in front of them suddenly gasp, and then say something in a foreign language. The music stopped.

All eyes were now on the action in the middle of the semicircle. The woman gasped again, her body straining. She was right on the edge — the girls fucked her faster, harder, the only sound in the room the wet slapping of their fingers in her cunt — and then she climaxed.

Continue on to Chapter 33