Juicy Secrets Forbidden Tales of Lesbian Love

By Amanda Lynn

On Sunday, Lisa and Charlie slept in, their usual practice. It was getting close to noon by the time Lisa finished her shower and poured her first cup of coffee. Sitting at the breakfast nook, she sipped from her mug while checking her email.

When the clock ticked 12:00, Lisa yelled, “Charlie — get your butt out of bed! We need to be at Marcy’s in a couple hours.”

After a few minutes of silence, she heard sounds of life from down the hall. Charlie soon appeared from around the corner wearing only a short tee shirt. Lisa glanced down at the girl’s beautiful bald pussy. During the past year Charlie had started to grow a bit more hair, but then decided that because Lisa preferred being smooth, she should be too. Lisa hadn’t realized before how erotic shaving another girl’s pubic hair could be.

Charlie’s movements were sluggish as she made her way over to Lisa. With closed eyes, she raised her chin slightly and puckered her lips. Lisa gave her a quick kiss.

“Good morning, birthday girl. I was going to make scrambled eggs and toast for, well, brunch, considering the time — so go have a quick shower and don’t take all day,” Lisa said, swatting the girl’s bare bottom.

“Ouch! Still kinda sore from yesterday,” Charlie mumbled as she rubbed her bum and slogged off toward the bathroom.

“Sorry, sweetie. I’ll put some more lotion on you when you’re done showering.”

Lisa had just placed their brunch in the warming drawer of the oven when she heard the bathroom door open. She walked to the hall where she found Charlie wrapped in a towel, a bottle of lotion in her hand. Lisa followed the girl into her bedroom.

“Lay down on your belly, sweetie,” Lisa instructed as Charlie handed the bottle to her.

Charlie dropped her towel and flopped down on the bed, naked. She crossed her arms and lay her head on them. Lisa looked at Charlie’s bum. It wasn’t as red as it had been the day before, and there were no welts. Lisa sat on the unmade bed and leaned down, placing little kisses all over the girl’s bottom. Charlie breathed a contented sigh.

Lisa squeezed some lotion on her hands and then gently applied it to the smooth pink flesh. Charlie gasped and jerked at the feel of the cool cream touching her. Lisa gently massaged the lotion onto Charlie’s bum. She softly caressed each cheek, then let a finger dip into the crack and over her pucker. Charlie responded with a grunt as she lifted her hips up. She spread her legs slightly while Lisa continued to play her hands over the soft flesh.

Lisa slid her hand down lower between Charlie’s legs, over her opening, and into the folds of her labia. Charlie let out a long slow moan. Her hips pushed up again, her legs opening wider. Lisa took her hand away and wiped the lotion from her fingers with the towel Charlie had dropped. Then she again pushed her fingers through Charlie’s folds and into her core, hearing the girl gasp. After fucking her briefly, in and out a few strokes, Lisa withdrew her hand and brought her fingers to her mouth. She tasted Charlie’s sweet juices.

“My god,” said Lisa, “you’re soaked. Are you ever not horny?”

Charlie just groaned as she humped her own hand that she’d shoved down between her legs. Lisa watched as Charlie pushed a finger inside, fucking herself. Mmm, so desirable. Who could resist a 13-year-old girl in heat?

“Roll over,” Lisa ordered.

Charlie turned over, a hand still on her pussy, working vigorously. Her eyes were closed, lips slightly parted. She was panting. Lisa grabbed her by the hips and pulled her to the edge of the bed. She got down on her knees and spread Charlie’s legs, pausing for a few seconds to watch the girl masturbate. Such an incredibly erotic sight.

Lisa kissed the inside of Charlie’s thighs, slowly moving toward her goal. Gently pushing Charlie’s hands away, she kissed her pussy, then licked and sucked her labia, as Charlie moaned loudly. Lisa ran her tongue up the center of her sweet wet slit, without yet touching her clit. Then she brought her mouth back down and circled the young girl’s opening with her tongue.

“Oh, fuck yes!” Charlie cried, grabbing at the bedsheets.

As she continued to circle Charlie’s delicious pink opening with her tongue, Lisa placed the thumb of one hand on the girl’s clit. She rubbed slowly as Charlie thrust her hips up in response. Suddenly Lisa’s tongue plunged into Charlie’s opening. She fucked Charlie with her tongue as she massaged her clit.

Charlie bucked and squirmed. “Yes! Yes! You’re gonna make me come!” she screamed.

Lisa moved her mouth back up to Charlie’s clit. Using the flat of her tongue she lapped at the swollen nub like a dog in desperate need of water. Charlie cried out and grabbed Lisa’s head, mashing her pussy into her face. Opening her lips wide, Lisa covered Charlie’s sex, hungrily sucking and moaning into her pussy. She used the tip of her tongue to flick Charlie’s sensitive clit and then, as Charlie came, she found a surge of juices filling her mouth.

“Fuucckk!” Charlie screamed long and loud. Her back arched and her whole body stiffened. Even her toes curled as waves of pure rapture flooded her senses.

With her mouth still held tightly in place, Lisa swallowed a couple of times. She could actually feel the pulsing of Charlie’s sex under her lips and tongue. After a few more seconds, the girl finally began to relax and released Lisa’s head from her grip.

Getting to her feet, Lisa smiled as she licked the tasty juices from her lips. Then she leaned down and kissed Charlie softly on the mouth.

“Mmmm,” the girl sighed.

“Happy Birthday, sweetie,” Lisa whispered. “Now go wash up again, then come have brunch.”

“Okay. And thanks — that was a fantastic birthday present,” said Charlie, a huge grin on her face.

After both had finished freshening up, they ate and chatted while looking at the Sunday paper, then got dressed for the party.

By mid-afternoon they were out the door and on their way to Marcy’s house. As they pulled into the driveway, they found the twins out on the doorstep, jumping up and down and waving.

Holly and Ivy are remarkably stunning girls, one a blonde, the other with raven hair. Though a few months younger than Charlie, they were a couple of inches taller than her. Today they were dressed in identical short-shorts and midriff tops, setting off their scrumptious slender bodies.

Lisa smiled as she gazed at them, as visions of the pair having sex with Charlie flashed through her mind. Wouldn’t that be something to see! Before Charlie had come into Lisa’s life, it wasn’t uncommon for her to fantasize about the twins while she masturbated, dreaming about kissing and touching them. She had never acted on those urges when she was near the girls, though. But now, with this new revelation of Marcy’s incestuous activities, things may have changed for the better.

“Mmm, they look good enough to eat,” Lisa mused.

Charlie looked at her. “Oh, they are, believe me,” she smirked.

“You’re so bad.” Lisa shook her head. “But… I may just have to find that out for myself.”

“You wouldn’t!”

“Oh, wouldn’t I?” Lisa winked at Charlie, then opened the car door.

They greeted the twins with hugs and kisses before heading into the house. Marcy was in the kitchen just putting her specialty, homemade lasagna, into the oven when Lisa walked in. Charlie and the twins had disappeared toward the basement family room as soon as Charlie was through the door.

“Hey! You’re here,” Marcy said as the two friends hugged.

“That I am. Can I help with anything?”

“You could crack open a bottle of wine if you like.”

“What an excellent idea,” Lisa said, reaching for the door to the fridge.

She grabbed a bottle and as she removed the cork, Marcy placed two glasses on the counter. Lisa poured the wine, and they toasted each other. “Cheers,” they said in unison as their glasses clinked together.

The two women sat in the kitchen and chatted, killing a bottle of wine while the young girls amused themselves downstairs. As they drank and talked, Lisa studied Marcy’s features more closely… her lovely blue eyes, the gentle rise of her cheek bones, the soft curve of her jaw, the ways her lips would curl at the edges when she smiled. Lisa found herself frequently making subtle contact with her friend… a gentle touch on the forearm, a brush of the fingertips across her hand.

Until yesterday, any relationship other than what they had was not an option. For that matter, until yesterday Lisa wasn’t even sure if Marcy was gay or not. Even after all the years they’d known each other, Marcy had never given any indication of what her love life was like. She’d never mentioned going on dates or seeing anyone. Lisa had guessed that Marcy just wanted keep that part of her life private, and she respected that.

As they were opening their second bottle of wine, the stove buzzed. While Marcy took the lasagna out of the oven, then started preparing a tossed green salad, Lisa went to the top of the basement stairs and called the girls up to eat.

The five of them sat at the dining room table and talked and laughed and ate. Everyone was having a great time. Once the meal was done, Lisa and Marcy cleared the table. Marcy then brought out a big frosted chocolate cake from its hiding place, lit the candles, and carried it over to the table. They all sang ‘Happy Birthday’ to Charlie and then she blew out the candles in one go. Everyone cheered.

The cake was cut, and pieces were passed around. Vanilla ice cream was scooped on top. After everyone had their fill, the table was cleared once again. Marcy and the twins gave Charlie the presents they’d bought for her: the latest music CD of her favorite group from Holly and Ivy, and a photo album from Marcy, the first couple of pages already filled with photos Marcy had taken of Charlie and twins over the past year.

“Thank you guys, so much. These are just awesome!” Charlie said, as she hugged each of them.

“There’s one more thing for you to open, sweetie,” Lisa said, handing Charlie a legal-size manila envelope with a pink bow stuck to it.

Frowning, Charlie opened the envelope and pulled out a thick document. She looked at Lisa with a puzzled expression.

“Read the front page. Out loud,” Lisa directed.

“In the matter of… the adoption of Charlene…” Charlie stopped reading, and just stared at those words.

When at last she did look up at Lisa, tears were streaming down her face. She ran to the woman, throwing her arms around her.

Holding Charlie tight, her own tears flowing freely, Lisa managed to say, “If you will let me, Charlie, it would make me so happy to call you my daughter, and to let the whole world know it.” She glanced at Marcy and the twins. There wasn’t a dry eye in the house.

“Yes, yes, a million times yes! I love you so much,” Charlie paused for just a moment, then added, “Mommy.”

Lisa’s heart melted. The two kissed on the lips, then hugged tightly again, and this time Marcy and her daughters joined in, everyone hugging, kissing, laughing, shedding tears of joy. The sounds of sniffles and giggles filled the air.

When all the hugs and congratulations were done, their eyes finally dried, Charlie and the twins headed down to the rec room once more as Marcy and Lisa tended to the mess in the kitchen.

“I’m just so happy for you and Charlie,” Marcy said, as the last of the dirty dishes disappeared into the dishwasher.

“Thanks,” smiled Lisa, pouring yet another glass of wine for both of them. She took a sip and gazed at Marcy, who was wiping the kitchen counter with a rag. Her eyes drifted down the length of the woman’s body to her shapely ass.

Lisa wasn’t sure if it was the wine talking or not, but she felt that all too familiar sensation between her legs. She squeezed her thighs tightly together, shivering with arousal. After taking another, longer sip, she licked her lips, then got up from her chair and walked to Marcy, standing close behind her.

As Lisa set her wine glass down on the counter, her breasts touched Marcy’s back. Leaning still closer, she brushed the hair away from the nape of the woman’s neck and inhaled her scent.

Marcy stiffened. “Lisa, what…?”

With her lips ever so gently brushing against Marcy’s skin, Lisa said, “I’ve always been attracted to you, as long as I’ve known you. I wasn’t sure you were into women… and girls, though, not until yesterday.” She kissed her friend’s neck, her lips lingering, tongue teasing, her hands seductively stroking the other woman’s flanks.

Marcy continued to face the sink. Unmoving, but with her breath coming faster.

“You’re my best friend,” Lisa said, as she continued nuzzling Marcy’s neck, planting soft little kisses, licking and nibbling. “But now I want more than that.” She pressed her crotch against Marcy’s bum, pushing hard. “I think maybe you do too.”

Lisa knew she was running the risk of ruining their friendship. If it all went wrong, maybe she could blame the wine.

“Well, but, I…”

Ignoring Marcy’s feeble objections, Lisa went on, “There’s one more thing, something I didn’t tell you on the phone yesterday, but maybe should have. You see, the truth is, I’ve been making love to Charlie for months now, the same as you have been with Holly and Ivy.”

Marcy turned around to face her friend. Her face was flushed, her eyes wide. She said nothing, but nodded slightly.

“Did you… know about that?” Lisa asked.

After a pause, Marcy shook her head. “No, I didn’t know, but… I’ll be honest, I suspected it. There was just sort of something between you, kind of a, a sexual chemistry, I guess.”

“Mm-hm,” Lisa cocked her head, giving a saucy grin, “something like the ‘sexual chemistry’ between you and your daughters?”

Marcy blushed deeply, while letting out a nervous giggle. The women looked into each other’s eyes. It was quiet for several seconds, tension building between them.

Finally, Marcy took a deep breath and said, “Umm. Wow. Gotta say, my stomach is doing flip-flops here. Yesterday I thought you might have me thrown in jail, and now — you’re seducing me.”

Lisa smiled as she stroked Marcy’s cheek with the back of her hand. “I can stop if I’m making you uncomfortable, if you don’t want this. We haven’t crossed any lines yet. We can just forget it ever happened.”

Tilting her head, Marcy squeezed Lisa’s hand between her face and shoulder. “No, I didn’t say that. I don’t want you to stop. You just took me by surprise, that’s all.”

Lisa’s smile widened.

Marcy felt the heat rising in her face as she brought her own hand up and caressed Lisa’s cheek. “I’ve always… been very attracted to you too. But you’re my boss, so you were off limits, or at least I thought so, until now.” After swallowing, she added in a hoarse whisper, “And, um, now that all our secrets are out…”

“Uh-huh,” Lisa nodded, her eyes hooded with lust. “Now that we both know what we really like…”

They held each other’s gaze for a moment, hands on one another’s cheeks, chests rising and falling.

Very very slowly, Lisa leaned in, until their lips barely touched. They closed their eyes. Breathing each other’s air, and the effects of the wine, and the admission of their mutual sexual activities with the little girls made for a euphoric sensation. Their skin prickled and their pulses quickened.

Lisa sucked Marcy’s bottom lip into her mouth as she ran her fingertips along her bare forearms. Marcy shivered with a nervous expectation. Their mouths opened, and their tongues began to explore.

Marcy was pinned against the counter, with Lisa’s thigh was pressing into her crotch. Lisa gently moved her leg as she kissed Marcy’s neck and nibbled on her ear. Marcy moaned longingly, her hands now roaming over Lisa’s back, tugging at the tail of her shirt, freeing it from her blue jeans. Then she reached down and grabbed Lisa’s ass, pulling upward. The increase of friction against her pussy caused her to gasp.

The women both were panting now, lips wet with saliva. They looked into one another’s eyes for a moment, then kissed again as hands fumbled with buttons in an eager rush to rid each other of their shirts. No sooner had the shirts hit the floor than Lisa had Marcy’s slacks open, and a hand down inside her panties. Marcy was soaked. Lisa pushed her fingers through her folds. Marcy groaned and thrust her hips forward.

Lisa pulled her hand out and sucked the juices from her fingers. “Mmm, so nice,” she murmured.

Marcy giggled. Feeling drunk on both wine and passion, she eagerly pushed Lisa’s bra up, exposing her tits, and began to fondle them, pinching and pulling the nipples. Lisa shoved her hand back into Marcy’s panties, groping.

“Fuck yes,” Marcy urged, as she felt Lisa’s fingers on her clit. Her hips bucked against Lisa’s hand.

Lisa kissed her again, shoving her tongue into her mouth. Their tongues danced together as Lisa fingered her friend.

Marcy could feel an orgasm gradually building deep inside her. She moaned, trying to spread her legs wider apart, although that was difficult to do standing up.

“Let’s go to the bedroom, okay?” Marcy panted, breaking the kiss.

Smiling, Lisa pulled her hand out again and licked her fingers. “Lead the way.”

As they headed down the hall, Lisa finished removing her bra, dropping it carelessly to the floor. Then suddenly she stopped, grabbing Marcy’s arm, bringing her to a halt.

They were near the top of the stairs that led down to the family room. Both women could hear the distinctive sounds filtering up from below of young girls enjoying lustful lesbian sex. They looked at one another. Lisa pulled Marcy toward the steps.

“Wait,” said Marcy, “we can’t.”

“Why not? I fuck Charlie, you fuck the twins, the girls all fuck each other, and you and I are gonna fuck. So what’s the problem?” Lisa asked.

“I, umm, well…”

Marcy couldn’t believe this was happening. The notion of having sex with young Charlie was not alien to her. She had masturbated many times, in fact, to enticing thoughts of that. And just last night, after Lisa had told her she was okay with Charlie and the twins having sex with each other, Marcy had given herself a fantastic orgasm while visualizing what she had witnessed when she walked in on the three girls naked together, kissing and touching. But could they really take the next step? Should they?

“What? Don’t you want to fuck Charlie?” said Lisa, a gleam in her eye. “You do, don’t you? I know I want to fuck your girls. I have for years.”

Marcy gazed down the staircase, listening, trying to make up her mind.

“Come on, let’s get rid of these clothes and join them,” Lisa said, as she undid her jeans and pushed them down along with her panties.

Nodding, Marcy thought to herself, well, why not?

“You’re right,” she said with a naughty grin, “that would be so damn hot.” She quickly pushed down her own slacks and panties, stepping out of them, then removed her bra. Now both nude, the women took one another’s hands and started down.

When they reached the bottom of the stairs, they were standing behind a sofa. The rec room was spacious and easily accommodated the sofa plus a love seat and two armchairs, loosely arranged in the shape of a horseshoe, with a game table at the far end.

The kids were lying on top of a large comforter in the center of the floor. They were all three naked, of course, enjoying each other’s pussies in a daisy chain — Charlie was licking Holly, who was licking Ivy, who was licking Charlie — and were totally oblivious to the arrival of the adults.

Leaning toward them, with her hands on the back of the sofa, Lisa called, “Hey, you guys! Can we play too?”

The girls jumped at the sound of Lisa’s voice, and looked up in bewilderment. Marcy stood beside Lisa, arm in arm, head resting on her shoulder, smiling happily.

After a second, Charlie said to the twins, “I told you something was up. Didn’t I?”

As the women stepped around the furniture, with Lisa taking a seat on the sofa and Marcy on the loveseat, the kids got up and went to their moms. Charlie sat down on Lisa’s lap, giving her a hug and kissing her cheek.

“Charlie, honey,” said Lisa, “would you be okay if Marcy and me joined in?”

“Well, yeah,” the girl replied, nodding eagerly, “I think that would be awesome.”

“We do too,” Holly and Ivy chimed in unison.

Lisa slid her hand from Charlie’s shoulder onto her chest, caressing her pert little tits, playing with the nipples. “In case you haven’t figured it out yet,” she said to the twins, “Charlie and I make love with each other, just like you two do with your mom.”

The twins looked at their mother, then back to Lisa and Charlie. They smiled and nodded their acknowledgment.

“Well, then, if there aren’t any questions, let the games begin,” Lisa said in her best announcer voice. “Except first I think we ought to switch partners.”

After giving Charlie a long passionate kiss, she sent her over to Marcy. Holly and Ivy moved to the sofa, sitting on each side of Lisa, grinning at her.

Lisa put hers arm around the beautiful twelve-year-old twins, admiring their pubescent bodies close up. For the first time, she saw the unique birthmarks Marcy had told her about. Holly had a star shape just above her left nipple and Ivy a crescent moon near her right nipple.

Licking her lips, Lisa told the girls, “You know, I’ve been wanting to do this, make love with you two, for a very long time.”

“Us too,” Ivy said with a giggle.

Lisa started by kissing Ivy, first just with tender little kisses on the lips, and then a bit more passionate. Lisa slid her tongue into the girl’s sweet mouth and explored it.

Holly was not going to wait for an invitation. Not long after Lisa began kissing her twin sister, the blonde bent down and took one of Lisa’s nipples into her mouth, tonguing and sucking on it. Reaching across to the other breast, she squeezed and twisted the erect nipple.

As she continued to hungrily kiss Ivy, Lisa found the young brunette’s budding breast with her right hand and began to caress it, fondling her puffy nipple, feeling it stiffen. Ivy moaned into Lisa’s mouth.

All three of them were breathing harder, starting to sweat. Ivy raked her nails across Lisa’s back as she sucked and bit her lower lip.

Lisa flinched. “Damn, Ivy,” she whimpered, “what are you doing to me?”

Holly moved to the floor. The lovely blonde girl was now on her knees pushing Lisa’s legs wide apart. She put her mouth over Lisa’s pussy and made a low guttural noise, almost demonic, as she lapped up her new lover’s juices. Holly continued to lick the full length of Lisa’s slit, avoiding the clit. She wanted to tease Lisa, drive her mad with lust.

As Lisa whined and pushed her hips at Holly, Ivy repositioned herself. She stood on the sofa, straddling Lisa, placing her still nearly bald mound, with just a scant trace of dark pubic hair, right in front of her face. Lisa could smell the young girl’s arousal, could see the juices glistening on her puffy lips.

Just before Ivy’s hot little body blocked her view, Lisa had been able to steal a glance over at Charlie, who was enjoying her own piece of paradise. She was propped up against the arm of the loveseat, legs spread open, pinching her own nipples. Marcy had her face buried in Charlie’s pussy, eagerly devouring it for all she was worth.

Lisa turned her attention back to the alluring sight in front of her. Putting her hands on the girl’s bottom, pulling her close, she kissed the smooth pink flesh as she flicked her tongue to get a taste of Ivy’s sweet juices.

Ivy groaned loudly. “Eat me!” she begged. Taking Lisa’s head in her hands, she began to hump her mouth. Lisa squeezed Ivy’s ass cheeks as she licked and sucked her lips and clit. She fucked the girl with her tongue while at the same time Holly took Lisa’s swollen clit into her mouth, sucking on it, bringing Lisa nearly over the top.

The room was again filled with the sounds of sex and the intoxicating aroma of feminine lust. Lisa heard a familiar cry from a few feet away as Charlie started coming. That sound must have triggered something in Ivy, as she was now hunched over, her body jerking in spasms as a new wave of juices flooded Lisa’s mouth.

Lisa’s own climax was very close. She was so on edge she almost couldn’t stand it. With Ivy sliding off her, collapsing in a heap on the sofa, Lisa suddenly seized Holly and pushed her down onto the comforter in the center of the floor. Turning around, she straddled the blonde girl’s head, positioning her dripping cunt over Holly’s mouth as she bent down to lick Holly’s equally juicy little pussy.

Lisa sucked Holly’s clit into her mouth as she pushed a finger into her core. Holly bucked and began to finger-fuck Lisa as she rubbed the woman’s clit. Both of them were panting hard as they felt their orgasms quickly building, swelling to a peak — then bursting out, sweeping through their bodies. Woman and girl cried out in mutual ecstasy.

When she’d regained her senses, Lisa rolled off Holly and turned around again, lying beside her, taking the child in her arms and kissing her. Ivy was soon on the floor with them. The three tangled together, hands caressing, tongues dancing from mouth to mouth.

Near them, on the loveseat, Marcy sat with legs spread wide apart, holding Charlie’s head in her hands, pulling the girl’s face into her sex. Charlie, kneeling on the floor, hungrily ate Marcy’s pussy, sucking and licking, her tongue and lips going everywhere, cheeks coated with the woman’s juices. She had a hand between her own legs, rapidly rubbing her clit as she licked Marcy.

Her head tilted back, a grimace on her face, Marcy’s eyes were squeezed tightly shut. She held her breath, grunted once, twice, then screamed, “Fuck yes Charlie!” her body convulsing as she came hard in the girl’s mouth. Charlie began to twitch too as she brought herself to another thrilling orgasm.

After everyone had taken a few minutes to catch their breath, Lisa crawled to the loveseat, climbing up to sit beside Marcy. They smiled at another and shared a soft kiss. Then Lisa reached down and took hold of Charlie’s hand, pulling her into an embrace. They kissed. Lisa could taste Marcy’s juices on her adopted daughter’s lips.

“I love you so much, Charlie,” Lisa whispered, brushing some hair from her face.

“I love you too, Mom,” the girl replied with a giggle. “Saying ‘Mom’ is gonna take some getting used to. But I like saying it.”

“And I like hearing it,” Lisa smiled. “Now, why don’t you go play with Holly and Ivy some more, okay? Marcy and I have some… unfinished business of our own to attend to.” She winked at Marcy.

“Okay, sure,” said Charlie, giving Lisa another quick kiss on the lips before joining the twins on the floor.

“Whew…” Marcy took a deep breath and let it out, fanning her face. “That girl of yours has a very talented tongue.”

“That she does,” Lisa nodded. “That she does. So, how about you and I grab the wine and go to your bedroom? I think these three little nymphs can keep themselves amused.”

“You read my mind,” Marcy cooed, arching an eyebrow.

The women got to their feet, heading for the stairs. “Good night, girls,” they said.

Holly, Ivy, and Charlie were lying side by side on their backs on the comforter, competitively masturbating. “G’night,” they said in unison.

“Have fun!” called Charlie, and with a devilish grin added, “And Marcy, try not to wear my mother out, okay? I might need her later.”

“Okay,” Marcy laughed.

Charlie lay her head back down, a contented smile on her lips. She felt completely happy, the happiest she had been since her biological mother had died, maybe even before that. She rubbed her pussy, feeling that wonderful surge begin inside — but then remembered not to rub too fast. Some games were better not to win.

Lisa was extremely happy too. Ever since Charlie had come quite unexpectedly into her life, that nagging feeling that something was missing from it had begun to fade. And now it was gone. Charlie was her daughter, and that was the missing piece. Lisa felt whole.

Sighing contently, she took another sip of wine, then set the glass down and fell onto the bed. Marcy lay on top of her, their mouths fused in a passionate kiss.

 

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At 32 years old, Charlie was quite successful. That hadn’t been expected of her, but it wasn’t a surprise either. Her mother, Lisa, had taught her that a good education and hard work could bring you wealth. But living right, caring about others, and loving well would bring you happiness. Charlie had both.

She looked out of the floor to ceiling windows of her 20th story office at the city far below. It still made her smile, how tiny everything on the ground seemed. With a chuckle, she recalled how much in awe her 11-year-old self had been the first time she’d gazed out these windows, leaving the glass smudged from her fingers and nose.

A knock at the door interrupted her daydream. Charlie turned to see her assistant standing in the doorway.

“They’re ready for you, Charlie,” the young woman said.

“Thanks, Gail. I’ll be right there.”

After a quick freshening up, Charlie headed down the hall to the conference room. Normally when she entered the large room, the atmosphere would be calm and hushed, completely businesslike. Today, however, was an exception. Everyone was standing around chatting and laughing. Excitement filled the air.

It was the same group of people that normally haunted the hallways and offices, but today was special. They were here for a happy occasion. Charlie spotted Holly and Ivy standing off to the side of the room. She made her way over to them, greeting others as she passed by.

“Hi guys, glad you could make it,” Charlie said to her life partners, kissing them both on the lips.

The three had just finished building a new home together, and were about ready to move in. The twins, busy wrapping up some last-minute details, hadn’t been sure they would get to the office in time.

“We broke the speed limit,” Holly chuckled. “We didn’t want to miss this.”

“Definitely not,” agreed Ivy.

“Here they come!” Gail announced.

Everyone turned toward the door and watched as Lisa and Marcy came in. Lisa stopped at the head of the conference table with Marcy close by her side.

“Happy Birthday!” the whole group shouted and cheered.

Someone wheeled in a cart with a big cake on it, while another person pushed a second cart loaded with gifts. Charlie and the twins made their way over to their mothers.

“Happy Birthday, Mom,” said Charlie, giving Lisa a hug and a kiss.

“Happy Birthday, Mom,” both Holly and Ivy said as they hugged and kissed Lisa.

“Happy Birthday, my darling wife,” Marcy smiled, kissing her cheek, her arm locked in Lisa’s.

THE END