Juicy Secrets Forbidden Tales of Lesbian Love

By Naughty Mommy

The next day was Monday. I went to work and Kerie went to school. I came home that afternoon around 5:00, put my things away, changed out of my office clothes, and got busy making macaroni and cheese for us.

I had greeted Kerie earlier, finding her in her room playing with dolls. But now, while I was preparing the meal, she came up behind me and started hugging me.

Because it was a warm day, I’d changed into a pair of loose terry shorts and an oversized tank top with no bra. My daughter slid her little hand under my shorts and stroked my upper thigh, getting very close to my pussy. Her other hand was under my top, wrapped around my waist, holding me tight.

“Mommy, Mommy, I love you,” she said.

“I love you too, darling, very much,” I told her, trying to extricate myself. “But I can’t fix dinner if you’re molesting me like that. Let me finish, then we’ll eat, and then we can play, okay?”

“Okay, but can I just look at you?”

“Yes, of course, honey, if that’s what you want to do.”

She sat in a dining chair and watched me put some frozen green beans in a pan to thaw out and cook while the mac and cheese was baking.

“How was school today?” I asked her.

“It was fine.”

Then she said, “I like how your legs look, Mommy.”

“Oh, thank you, sweetheart.” I hardly considered my legs my best feature, but if Kerie liked them, that was good.

“I like touching you.”

“I’m glad, honey. I like touching you too.”

“I like it when you don’t wear a bra and stuff. I like seeing, you know, your nipples poke out.”

I looked down at my chest. My nipples, which became quite long when erect, were clearly showing through the thin fabric of the tank top.

“Um, thank you, dear. I — I’m glad you like my nipples.”

“I do. I like seeing ‘em when they’re big and hard, like they get when we’re play our game.”

Hearing my daughter talk that way was definitely making my nipples big and hard. Earlier, in fact, when she had hugged me from behind and caressed my thigh, they had instantly become erect.

“Okay, dinner will be ready pretty soon. Can you set the table for us?”

“Sure, Mommy.” She jumped up from her chair.

We enjoyed our meal, chatting pleasantly, but as soon as we finished eating, before I’d even cleared the table, Kerie came around and sat on my lap, facing me. She started pulling my top up, and I let her remove it. She looked at my nipples and smiled. They were getting big and hard again.

Kerie slid off my lap for a minute and tugged my shorts down, along with my panties, leaving me naked in the dining chair. Then she quickly pulled her dress over her head and stepped out of her panties. Now she was naked too. She got back on my lap, facing me again.

My precious little girl wrapped her arms around my neck and tried to start moving against me, rubbing her pussy against mine. But it was obvious that the angle wasn’t right and it wouldn’t work this way.

So, a moment later, we got up and went hand in hand to the living room. I got on my back on the couch, and my daughter mounted me. First she did it our original way, what I thought of as ‘missionary style’, soon bringing me to climax. Then she did it the new way, with my leg raised, and made me come two more times.

I was quickly getting exhausted, plus I still had to clear the table and do the dishes. So, I convinced her to let me take a break after the third orgasm, and went naked to the kitchen to finish my chores. Kerie followed me and kept hugging me every time I stood still for a moment, pressing her warm little body against mine. It got to be kind of a joke, making us both giggle. It didn’t take long, though, for me to get things cleaned up, and then we were off to the bedroom to play some more.

 

As soon as I came in the door the following night, I heard Kerie calling me from the living room. Concerned that she might be sick or something, I hurried in to check on her. What I found was my nymphomaniac daughter lying on the couch, stark naked. She had one thin leg lifted up, heel resting on the back of the couch. Her other foot was on the floor, leaving her crotch spread wide open.

“Take off your clothes, Mommy. I want you on top of me.”

“But — what about our dinner?”

“We’ll have dinner after. Please, Mommy, I been thinking about it all day long and just waiting. I don’t wanna wait anymore.”

I stood looking at her, gently shaking my head, wondering how I ever got so lucky.

Not saying another word, I unbuttoned my blouse, removed it, and laid it over a chair. I reached behind my back and undid my bra, shrugging it off and letting her see my breasts, with my nipples quickly becoming erect.

I kicked off my shoes, then unzipped my slacks and let them slide down my legs, picking them up and tossing them onto the chair. Finally I stepped toward her and began slowly pulling my panties down.

When I was naked, I stood in front of my daughter, very close to her, and used my fingers to open my pussy lips so she could see my sex.

“You get Mommy very excited, little girl. See how wet you make me?”

She nodded, licking her lips as she stared at my juicy cunt.

Then I mounted her, placing one hand on her raised leg and the other on her hip so I could hold her small body and pull her against me as I fucked her long and hard.

I came three times that way. When I was finally spent, I lay on top of her, breathing heavily, my skin flushed and hot and covered with sweat.

Kerie hugged me and kissed my neck. “I love you, Mommy,” she said.

We had leftovers for dinner, and then I took a bath and shaved myself and masturbated. Kerie was waiting for me in bed, and I mounted her again and quickly reached another climax. That was five orgasms in less than two hours, but who’s counting?

After I’d finished fucking her a second time (make that six orgasms), I rolled off her and lay on my back, naked and sweaty, panting, smelling of girl sex. Kerie hugged me and kissed my cheek. Then, after a moment’s hesitation, she slid down between my legs, saying she wanted to look at me some more.

Still somewhat groggy from the after-effects of a powerful climax, I lay there a moment longer, trying to catch my breath, and let my daughter push my legs open, spreading them wide. When I felt her little fingers touching the tender innermost parts of my thighs, I got up on my elbows to see what she was doing.

“Will you tell me what all the parts are, Mommy?”

“What?”

“I want to know what everything is. Like this here,” she put a finger on my labia, “and the really wet place in the middle. I just want to know all about what everything is.”

“Well, okay, honey.” I pushed myself to an upright sitting position.

“So, this part here,” I began, “is called the labia. You can also just call it the pussy lips. See, there’s one on each side, pussy lips.”

My daughter cocked her head sideways, almost 90 degrees. “Like a mouth,” she said, “with lips.”

“Yes, that’s right,” I chuckled, “like a mouth. Then, uh, the middle part here, where the opening is, and where it’s so wet, is called the vagina, or the pussy. When you have a baby, that’s where it comes out.”

“That’s where I came out from?”

“Uh-huh, you sure did.”

“Okay.”

“And then there’s another very special thing that’s kind of hidden, right up here at the top.”

I used my fingers to pull back my labia, carefully sliding back the hood of my pink clitoris. I pointed to it. “This part here is very sensitive. It’s called the clitoris, or the clit for short. You have to be careful when you touch it. But this is the part, the clit, that gets Mommy the most excited and that makes me have an orgasm. When you’re, I mean, when I’m on top of you, and I’m rubbing myself against you, this is the part that I try to, um, to get as close as I can to you, to your little pussy. And when I rub my clit against you just right, that’s when I have an orgasm, or a climax.”

“When you come?”

“That’s right, honey, when I come.”

“Mommy?” Kerie asked after a moment.

“Yes, baby?”

“Do I have all those same parts too?”

“Yes, you certainly do, sweetie, although they won’t all look the same since you’re still a little girl. As you get to be a woman, the parts will sort of grow and change.”

“Will you show me my parts?” She sat back, spreading her legs and looking down at herself. “Show me where my parts are too, that are just like yours.”

I took a deep breath. This was certainly not like any sex education lesson I’d ever had, but I was feeling extremely gratified to be able to show everything to my daughter this way.

I got on my hands and knees in front of her.

“Okay,” I said, pointing. “This is your labia, just like Mommy’s labia. But yours is still very smooth, not wrinkly yet like mine. That will probably change some as you get older.”

“Hmm…” she mused.

“Now, can you open up your labia, um, use your fingers to open your pussy lips so I can show you the rest?”

“You do it.”

“Well, okay.” My pulse was racing with excitement. My nipples were taut and my pussy was dripping.

I lay flat on the bed so it would be easier to reach everything. Then I placed my fingers on my daughter’s labia, and gently parted them.

“Oh, you’re so pretty inside,” I said. She was pink and fresh and sweet-smelling.

I carefully pulled her labia up and back until I could see her clit, her tiny bud. My mouth was watering. I wanted so much to kiss her there, to lick her little clit and make her come.

But I didn’t. Instead, I said, “See? This is your clitoris, or your clit. Like I told you before, it’s the most sensitive part of a woman’s body, or a girl’s.”

“And this,” I pointed down lower, “is your vagina. That’s when, um, that’s the part that gets wet when Mommy gets excited. I don’t know if yours will do that yet.”

“I think it does.”

“Really?”

“Uh-huh. Sometimes, when we’re playing our game and after you get, I mean, after you come, and then you’re resting, I touch myself down there and it feels all wet and slippery, the same as yours does.”

“Wow, that’s pretty amazing. I didn’t know that.”

“Are you wet now, Mommy?” asked Kerie.

“Yes, honey, I am. Very wet.”

“Can I see again?”

“Um, okay, sure.” I sat up in front her and spread my pussy lips wide apart, letting her look inside my juicy vagina.

“Can I touch it?”

For a moment, I couldn’t speak. I was too excited.

“Yes, honey, you can,” I finally answered in a husky voice.

My daughter crouched down low and looked at me. Then she extended her index finger and touched my pink center.

I jumped a little at the feel of her touch.

“Oh — did I hurt you, Mommy?”

“No, sweetie, no, not at all,” I reassured her. “It’s just, it feels very nice to have you touch me that way. So nice that, that it makes me extra excited.”

She smiled up at me. “I like making you excited.”

“Touch me some more down there, and you will make Mommy very excited.”

“Okay.”

Kerie touched me again, in several places around the edges of my pussy, but she was too tentative. I decided to encourage her.

“You know what would make me feel really really good?”

“What?”

“If you put your finger inside me.”

“Inside?”

“Uh-huh. Right there, right where the hole is. The vagina. Put your finger inside Mommy’s vagina.”

She looked up at me for a moment, gazing into my eyes. I smiled and nodded, “It’s all right. Go ahead.”

“Okay.”

As I felt her finger entering my sex, I whimpered in pleasure. “Oh, that’s right, baby, that’s right. That’s my good little girl.”

I took her other hand in mine. “Keep your finger inside me — you can even put two fingers in if you want — and then use this hand to rub me gently up here. Remember where I told you the clit is?”

“Yeah, I remember.”

I held her hand, moving her fingers over the skin around my clit.

“Now, with the other hand,” I said, “start moving your finger in and out of me.”

“Like this?”

“Oh god yes, just like that.” My eyes were closed as I savored the incredibly erotic sensations of having my young daughter fuck me with her finger while rubbing my clit.

“That’s right, baby, don’t stop… it feels so good… can you put two fingers inside me? Just like — oh my god — uh-huh, just like that! Now, unh… now move your fingers in and out… faster, honey, that’s right, faster and harder, do it hard! Do it hard and make Mommy come!!”

I held her hands tightly in mine, guiding her, showing her how to give me pleasure. And then I climaxed.

Seizing her wrist, I shoved her small fingers in as far as they would go and felt my pussy gushing onto her hand and mine. I held her other hand over my clit, pressing down, sliding her palm back and forth, making the orgasm go on even longer. I grunted and groaned, coming incredibly hard as my little girl masturbated me, two fingers deep inside my cunt.

When at last I was done, I drew her fingers slowly out and then fell back on the bed, pulling the child on top of me.

“Oh god baby, oh god baby…” I moaned, wrapping my arms around her.

But Kerie wasn’t done.

All at once, in a frenzy, she reached down and roughly pushed my legs wide apart, then jammed her pussy against mine and began fucking me, humping harder and faster than she ever had before. I was already so wet that her thrusts easily parted my labia, and I could feel her bald little mound sliding up and down inside my slit. Quickly I found myself getting close to another orgasm — but then I realized that something new was happening.

I looked at my 8-year-old daughter. Her eyes were squeezed shut, her teeth clenched, face contorted in a grimace. She continued humping, humping, very fast, until suddenly her small frame went rigid and her skin flushed red. She uttered a little cry, thrust herself hard against me a few more times, and then stopped, her whole body trembling. I could see that she was holding her breath. Finally, she shuddered heavily all over, and then collapsed on top of me, limp as one of her rag dolls.

I held her close, stroking her narrow, sweaty back. “Oh, my darling girl, my darling baby girl.”

She was breathing hard, gulping air. Her skin felt hot against mine. I nuzzled and kissed her hair, cuddling her.

“My sweet baby, my darling girl…”

After a minute or so, Kerie raised her head, looking into my eyes. Her face was shiny with perspiration. “Mommy — did I?”

“Yes, my love, I think you did. I think you just had your first orgasm.”

My little girl’s very first orgasm — from fucking her mother!!! I felt so lucky and so proud.

She was completely worn out after that and soon fell asleep in my arms. After a few more minutes, I gently slid her off me, and turned on my side to look at her. I watched her sleeping for a long time, then leaned over and kissed her ever so tenderly on the mouth before falling asleep myself beside her.

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