Juicy Secrets Forbidden Tales of Lesbian Love

by Purple Les

We drove to the farmer’s market fairly early Saturday morning in Mom’s new car. Well, it was almost 15 years old, but it was new to us. Mom seemed to be really enjoying the car.

Mom wore her stocking cap. It was cold as always. I think she wore the cap more ’cause she was shy about her new short haircut.

I walked around with Mom. She would look at the vendors’ vegetables or whatever and talk with them about it. Some would give us a sample of this or that.

I helped Mom bring stuff back to the car. We put it in the trunk. It was pretty cold, so we didn’t have to worry about anything spoiling.

Mom seemed to be feeling pretty good today. She wanted to look around some more. I’d had enough of walking around with her.

“Mom? I wanna go to the stores.”

She gave me a look. Then she sighed and said, “Meet me by the car in forty minutes. And don’t make me come looking for you, or you’ll walk home.”

I looked at the big clock in the church tower near by. I gave her a big hug and wandered over to the comic book store. As I walked over there, I liked looking at the people from the bigger towns acting like it was a big deal to be here at the market.

I walked around inside the comic book store. They didn’t have the new comics in yet. So I just looked around some. They had a part of the store that said Adults Only.

There are beads hanging all down over the doorway to that part. You would see guys go back there. Sometimes I would edge back that way. When I would get real close to it though, whoever was by the cash register would always say, “That’s not for you. Move back out here.”

I wondered what kind of comics were back there. Guess I’d never find out. So then I went over to Gunderson’s Antiques and Junk.

I opened the door to hear the jingly bells. I looked around for a while. I liked all the old stuff and the Gundersons were always nice to me. Most grownups would get mad if you opened and closed their door a lot to hear the bells ring, but Mr. and Mrs. Gunderson just laughed and talked with me.

I asked them the time and when they told me I said, “Golly, I got to run. ’Bye.”

I ran toward where the car was parked. As I got closer I looked at the time and slowed down. I had a whole five minutes to get there without being late.

I saw Mom leaning against the car. She was talking to two women. Their backs were to me. When I got closer and could see them from the side one of them looked sort of familiar.

Mom saw me and pulled me in front of her. She crossed her hands on the outside of my coat on my chest and I leaned against her.

The two women smiled at me. That was when I recognized Mrs. Collins. It wasn’t just because I didn’t expect to see her. She was dressed in a bright yellow winter coat and blue jeans and boots. She also wore a green, red, and yellow wool cap. Mrs. Collins didn’t look anything like she did in school. She looked… well, she looked hot.

I said “Hi, Mrs. Collins. I didn’t know it was you at first. You look nice. I mean you always look nice. You look different than at school, I mean.”

Mrs. Collins said, “Hi, Katy, I understand what you mean. Thank you. This is my youngest daughter, Amy.” She nodded toward the young woman next to her.

Amy looked beautiful. Almost like a movie star, she was that pretty. She wore a dark wool coat, blue jeans and a black beret. Her long reddish brown hair hung over her collar. She smiled at me and said “Hi.” The way she smiled made me like her right away.

Mrs. Collins was drinking a cup of coffee. I was watching the steam rise from it while the grownups chatted. I wasn’t paying too much attention at first.

Then Mrs. Collins said to my mom, “Well, Carol, I don’t understand why someone who’s been offered two scholarships would rather spend a year being in a production of Hair.”

“Mom! I’m eighteen. This might lead to something. It will be a great experience.” Amy said to Mrs Collins, sounding kind of flustered.

Mrs Collins gave Amy a dirty look. Then she snorted and said, “Carol, who would want to watch my daughter prance around naked on stage?”

“Golly, I sure would.” I put my hands over my mouth as soon as I’d said that. Then I said, “Sorry. I didn’t mean to say that out loud.”

I could feel Mom’s nails digging through my winter coat into my shoulders.

Amy looked at Mrs Collins and said, “Is this what it’s really about, Mom? The brief nude scene? We don’t ‘prance around’ we stand still.”

Mrs Collins sipped her coffee and then said, “Well that’s part of it. But not all of it.”

“Mom, I can get in college anytime. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.”

My mom said, “It’s a very good musical. The nude scene is very tasteful. Sorry, I didn’t really mean to put my two cents in. I understand both your sides to this.”

Just at that moment the sky, which had been gray all week, opened up a little and some blue sky came through.

I started to clap my hands which couldn’t be heard because I had mittens on. I began to sing, “Let the sunshine, let the sunshine in, let the sunshine in.” I couldn’t help but shake my hips back and forth a little when I sang it.

Amy laughed and started to clap to keep time too, then we were both singing, “Let the sunshine, let the sunshine in, let the sunshine in.”

Then Mom joined in too, all three of us in the parking lot singing, “Let the sunshine, let the sunshine in, let the sunshine in.” Over and over.

Some people walked by us and dropped coins into Mrs Collins now empty coffee cup.

Mom and Amy stopped singing and started laughing. Even Mrs Collins was laughing now.

“That’s from ‘Hair’, Katy. Where did you pick that up from?” Amy asked me.

“It’s an album I’ve listened to.”

Mom added, “It’s the original cast recording.”

“I would love to hear that,” said Amy.

“Well, why not come over now and listen to it,” Mom said. She looked at Mrs Collins and said, “How about it, Kay? We just live up the road.”

Mrs Collins looked at Amy and said, “Sure. Why not.”

We got home and put away groceries. Shortly after that Mrs Collins and Amy pulled in the driveway. Mrs Collins had stopped to get donuts. Mom made tea.

Amy handed me her mother’s coffee cup and said, “Here, we figured you did the most to earn it.”

I dumped the sticky coins in the kitchen sink and rinsed them off. Two dollars and twenty cents.

“Mom, look! We should sing there every week.” The look Mom gave me showed I wouldn’t be singing at the farmer’s market anymore.

We all sat around the kitchen table. It was so weird to have my teacher at my house like a real person. I raised my hand once to say something and that got a laugh. I didn’t do it to be funny. It was just habit I guess.

I had a funny feeling inside me. The kind of feeling like something sexy was in the air. But I didn’t think anything would happen. I figured it was just because Mrs Collins was here in my house for real after all the sex dreams I’d had about her.

After a while Amy said, “Mom, do I have time to listen to the whole album?”

Mrs Collins said, “If Carol doesn’t have plans you can listen to it a few times if you want.”

My mom said, “That’s fine. I’ve got nothing going on. Katy, why don’t you take Amy up to your room and play the record for her.”

Amy followed me up the stairs to my bedroom. I’d forgot to close the door to my room that morning and all the heat from downstairs had gone up there. I told Amy to close the door behind her. For once it wasn’t freezing in my room.

Amy looked around.

I pulled the Hair album out of the one of the crates full of records and turned on the record player. It had two big speakers. I had them on either side of my room. When you sat on my bed you could hear them both. So I told Amy to sit on the bed. I sat next to her.

As we listened, I asked Amy, “In the play do you really get naked in front of everyone?”

Amy smiled at me, “Yes we do. I think it’s really beautiful and freeing. The song for that scene is coming up. Want to see me do it?”

“Um, sure, if you don’t mind.”

“No, not at all. It’s good practice for me. On the stage we start out with our costumes on. Then a screen comes down. They show things on it while we keep singing and undress behind it. Then the screen comes up and we’re all nude.

“Since we can’t do that in your room, I’ll have you turn your back to me and then tell you to turn around again at the right time. Okay?”

“Sure.”

We both stood up.

Amy put the record arm to a certain spot and started singing along to the music. She has a real nice voice and pretty loud too. She sang some and then motioned for me with her hand to turn around.

I turned my back to her. While my back was turned I felt funny. It dawned on me that this was really going to happen. I was going to see an eighteen-year-old woman I’d just met bare-naked. Plus she was Mrs Collins’ daughter. My knees felt all weak.

Then I heard her say “Okay, Katy, turn and face me again.”

As soon as I turned there she was. Bare-naked and still singing to the record, I had to kneel on the floor cause my legs felt like rubber. She was curvy and thin but not skinny.

She had medium-sized boobies. Her nipples were smallish but not tiny. And they were all stiff. Her pubes were the same color as her hair, a dark reddish brown.

She stood still while she sang. Her legs are real nice. Long and lean. The song ended. She reached down to me and took my hands and pulled me up and sat me on the bed.

Amy bent over in front of the record player to start the album again. I think she bent over more than she needed to. That made me glad, ’cause I got a great look at her bare ass. I got a glimpse of her pussy too.

She came back and sat next to me on the bed. She explained to me what Hair was all about.

I liked listening to her. I tried to keep my eyes on her face but I couldn’t keep them from drifting down some before I remembered to look at her face again.

Amy said, “Katy, I don’t mind if you look at me. It’s normal for you to be curious about an older girl’s body. Have you ever seen anyone naked before?”

I knew I shouldn’t say too much. There were a lot of things I was supposed to keep secret. I thought there was a little I could say though.

“Um, well, I uh… will it be our secret?”

“Well, of course, it will just be between us. You don’t have to tell me anything if you don’t want to.”

“Well, sometimes I shower with my mom. So I’ve seen her naked. But seeing you naked is different. It feels neat, like when… I better not say, maybe.”

“It’s okay. I’d like to know though. I hope we’re friends. I mean I trust you enough to let you see me naked and keep it our secret.”

“Okay, well I have a friend. Sometimes we do stuff. Um, like kiss and hug. And sometimes we look at each other naked. It makes us feel funny and we touch ourselves. Sometimes we touch each other, um, you know, down there.”

“Oh, sure, I understand. I like to do that too with other girls. Is your friend your age?”

“No, she’s ten, a year older than me. I hope you don’t think I’m weird.”

“No, not at all. I think you’re a very sweet girl. So you like kissing?”

“Yeah.” I made no attempt to not stare right at her nipples now. My eyes were glued to her boobies.

“Would you like to touch them?” Amy asked me.

“Could I, please?”

“Sure.”

Amy didn’t tell me what to do or not do with her boobies and nipples. She just let me play with them anyway I wanted. I think she was pretty sure I’d never done anything like this even though I had.

I could see Amy was enjoying it. She seemed to like just watching me feel her boobies and nipples up. I guess maybe it felt nice to her also. The music stopped and she got up to flip the album over. I got another great look at her ass.

She stood in front of me. My eyes moved up and down her. Mostly though my eyes stopped at her pussy now.

“You can touch my hair down there if you’d like to.” Amy said. So I did. “What do you think of it, Katy?”

“It looks like it would feel wiry but it’s nice and soft.”

“I guess you and your friend don’t have any hair, down there?”

“No, we don’t.”

“Would you like to kiss me like you and your friend do?”

I nodded my head “Yes” and Amy lay down on her back on my bed.

“Just lay on top of me, Katy, and kiss me like you kiss your friend.”

So I did. I just kind of touched my lips to hers briefly at first, then kissed her a little bit more. I pressed my lips against hers longer and harder. Then finally I slowly opened my mouth more and more, till I could stick my tongue in her mouth.

Her one arm was around the top of my back hugging me. Amy’s other arm moved up and down my back. Each time it went down my back her hand came closer to my butt.

After we had been kissing for a while she touched my behind and then cupped my ass cheeks with her hand and squeezed them.

I couldn’t help but wiggle my hips around a little bit trying to grind myself against Amy a little. The music stopped and slowly we stopped kissing.

“Would you mind turning the album over again, Katy?”

“No, I don’t mind.” I said as I slowly got on my knees. I felt her boobies a little bit more as I put my feet on the floor. I turned the album over and turned around to face Amy again.

She was laying on her side now. She had one hand between her legs and her other hand had her head resting against it. I stood looking at her and Amy said, “You are so cute. Tell me, Katy, when you kiss your girlfriend do one of you stay dressed or do you both get naked?”

“Um, we both get naked.”

“Oh. Well should I get dressed? Or can I get you to take off your clothes too?”

“Um, I don’t mind getting undressed. If you promise not to laugh.”

“Why on earth would I laugh.”

“Cause I don’t have any pubes or boobs or nothing.”

“I think you’re a perfect looking little girl. I won’t laugh. In fact, there’s something about seeing a girl your age that’s special to me. I mean you don’t get to see kids nude. So it would be a real treat for me to see a cute girl like you without anything on.”

I could see Amy was starting to kind of play with herself. “You don’t have to if you don’t want to, Katy.”

“No, I want to. It gives me the tingles down there.”

I lifted a foot up and took a sock off then did the same with my other foot. I pulled my sweater off next and stood there looking at Amy.

“That’s a good start.” Amy said. “Now take off your t-shirt.”

So I did.

“Yeah, nice. I love your little nipples. You’ve got a nice tight bod, Katy.”

“Thanks. Um, now what?”

“Unbutton your jeans and pull down the zipper.”

So I did that too.

“Oh, I like your pretty blue panties.” Amy said. “Now take your jeans off and your panties too.”

I pushed them both down to my knees and then I got on the floor and took them the rest of the way off. I stood back up and let Amy look at me bare-naked.

“Can we kiss some more, Amy?”

“We sure can. Get back up here.”

Amy turned on her back again and I lay on top of her again and we started to kiss. This time when she grabbed my butt I melted against her. I let my legs slide off on either side of her and she quickly ran a finger up my slit before rubbing my ass again.

We kissed till the record ended. She had me flip it over and start it again.

As I flipped the record over, she said, “You have the most perfect little ass.”

When I got back on the bed she had turned on her side.

We kissed some more. As we kissed we felt each other up.

I mostly played with her boobs and nipples at first.

Amy said, “I just have to rub off.” She moved back a little and began to masturbate.

I loved watching her and I started to play with myself too.

When I moved my middle finger up inside my pussy, Amy let out a moan. I could smell her pussy. She was getting real wet.

“Amy? Can we play with each other’s? You know, let me touch yours and you can play with mine. Okay?”

Amy took my hand and placed it on her pussy. She moved my hand on her and said, “Do it like that, okay?”

I said “Yeah, okay.”

After I was doing it for a little bit she put her hand on my bare pussy. She was very gentle but she touched me everywhere. I was getting close to having a come.

Amy started coming right at that moment. I came shortly after she did because she didn’t stop rubbing my pussy when she came. We both just lay there.

We kissed some more and laughed a little, ’cause now we shared a special secret. We stayed naked and listened to a couple more albums.

Amy suggested, “Maybe we can do this again sometime. Would you like that, Katy?”

“Yeah, I sure would.”

We finally got dressed and went downstairs. Amy used the bathroom and so did I when she was done.

Mrs Collins and Amy left after we’d sat around a little bit just chatting. Well, they chatted. I mostly just listened and daydreamed.

Then they left. I’d noticed that Mom was barefoot. I’d also seen that Mrs Collins shirt was buttoned up uneven. It had been normal before me and Amy had gone upstairs.

I snuggled next to Mom on the couch. Mom asked me what had happened up in my room and I told her everything. Mom seemed kind of horny. Her nipples were hard against her shirt and she kissed me a lot.

I asked her what she and Mrs Collins talked about.

“Well, Katy, it seems Mrs Collins and I are very much alike in some ways. It seems she has feelings like me and Aunt Billie and Grace Tran and your Aunt Sue.” Then Mom laughed a little. “And like Jean and Sandie.

“I can tell you, Angel, ’cause I know you won’t say anything. You see when Amy was ten she’d seen her big sisters having sex with each other. They were 14 and 17 at the time. They didn’t let her join in and she asked her mother about it. Amy really liked seeing them naked and having sex. Her mother understood and explained to Amy that her sisters were older.

“Kay, that’s Mrs Collins first name, Angel, told Amy if she wanted to she would show her anything she wanted to know about what her big sisters were doing.”

I unbuttoned Mom’s blue jeans and pulled her zipper down.

“So Kay took Amy into her bedroom. Kay told her about what kinds of things girls like to do with each other. Kay found out Amy was already masturbating.”

I pushed my hand down under Mom’s panties. She was real wet and I started to play with her pussy.

“So, uh, Kay, uh. Where was I, Katy?”

“Mrs Collins found out Amy knew how to masturbate already.”

“Yes, so well they, uh, Kay taught her how to kiss. Amy wanted for them to kiss naked like her big sisters did with each other. So, uh, Kay and Amy got naked together, and, uh, the rest is history so to speak, and uh. Oh! Shit! Katy, that feels good.”

“What else happened down here while I was upstairs?”

“Kay did this foot massage thing on me. She made me cum just by touching my foot in a certain spot. I couldn’t believe how good it was. Don’t stop, Katy. I think I’m… ”

Mom put her hand over her pants where my hand was on the inside of her pants. She pressed my hand down harder on her and pushed her pussy against my hand more. Then I felt her come.

Mom panted some and kissed me. We just sat for a little while and then Mom started to French kiss me. Next thing I knew she’d pulled my clothes off and started to lick my pussy.

I was really enjoying her mouth on me. I wanted it to last longer but when she rubbed a finger around my butt hole I couldn’t hold back and had my big come.

It wasn’t even dinner time yet and we’d had a lot of sex. After dinner Mom got out her laptop and we got in Mom’s bed naked together and read stories at Juicy Secrets. We read some of the new chapters of stuff together. We did that till we got so horny again we watched each other rub off. Mom let me sleep with her that night.

I woke up first on Sunday morning and looked at her sleep for a while. Then I went to the bathroom. I went to the kitchen next and had juice and made coffee for Mom.

We had a nice lazy Sunday with lots of sex thrown in. I wished it could be like that every day.

Continue on to Chapter 28