Juicy Secrets Forbidden Tales of Lesbian Love

by kinky_sis, assisted by kinkychic

I was somewhat nervous about seeing Ric home. After all, I’d just had sex with her! What if her parents could smell it on us? I never was a very good liar, and if they confronted me, I’d have a hell of a time trying to talk my way out of it.

As it turned out, Ric’s parents weren’t as bad as she made them out to be. The house was a bit disorganised, but it was clean, and smelled nice. Her father barely took any notice of me – he was engrossed in some rugby match on the TV – but her mother was different. Ric had said they didn’t care about what she got up to, but her mum studied me closely, asking what I did for a living. When she suddenly shot me a strange look and left the room, Ric shrugged in answer to my questioning look.

Her mother came back triumphantly waving a magazine. She tapped a half-page picture of burning oil wells in Iraq. There, in tiny print, was my name under the picture. I didn’t even know it had been published.

She asked me how old I was. “Twenty-six,” I told her, and that made her frown for a moment. Then her face softened somewhat. “Well, if it’s what Erica wants.”

And that was that. We agreed that I would be here at nine in the morning to pick Ric up.

My thoughts were in such a whirl, I found it hard to concentrate on my driving. I arrived home and got the coffee going. At some point, I’d have to tidy up after the way Sylvia had left things. Then I saw the answering machine was flashing. I played back the message.

“Hi, Jay, if you’re home. I’m not sure how to say this… other than to just say it. I won’t be back. I’m sorry to do it like this. I’ll send for my stuff as soon as I can. I hope we can still be friends.”

My first reaction was one of anger. Had our relationship really been that shallow? Deep down, I knew Sylvia had never fully committed herself. I should have expected this day would come; just not for it to happen like this.

My temper eased as I thought it through. In truth, I probably hadn’t been any more committed than Sylvia. I’d been upset with her after she’d gone off with Brenda, and most likely would have asked her to leave anyway.

My heart suddenly leapt. Sylvia had unknowingly done me a favour. I was going to ring Ric later, wanting to say goodnight to her before she went to bed. Now, I had a better reason. With Sylvia gone, I briefly wondered whether Ric’s parents would object to her staying with me for a while. I told myself it was too soon for things like that. Better to let events unfold.

Ric’s mum answered the phone. I made some small talk with her, then asked if Ric was there. She wasn’t quite done with me, however.

“You know your pictures are everywhere. I Googled you, you’re quite famous, and I think you’re very brave, what with some of these places you go to.” She paused, but I knew there was more. “Er… I need to ask you something, if I may. Why Erica? She’s only a child, what can someone like you see in her? I don’t understand.”

I’d been asking myself that very same question. Was it because Ric was so young and innocent after everything I had to deal with? Or, was it a side of me that I hadn’t known about until now? I didn’t know, and to be honest I didn’t much care. I wanted her in my life.

“Well, to be fair, she’s more than just a child,” I said. “She’s clever and funny, and more importantly, she knows what she wants. It was her that asked me if she could be my girlfriend, I didn’t go chasing her. Besides all that, I think she’s wonderful, and I wouldn’t ever do anything to hurt her, that I promise.”

I heard Ric’s voice in the background. There was a clatter – that noise telephones make when they’re being passed about – then she was there. “I hoped you’d call. Sorry about Mum. What did you say to her?”

“Oh, I just told her you were a bad girl that needed a very firm hand.”

“Jay! I don’t believe you!” Ric cried. “You couldn’t have said that… could you?”

“Oh, babe, of course not, I told her you were wonderful. I was going to call just to say goodnight, but then I got some news, and I wanted to share it with you. Sylvia’s not coming back. She’s gone. For good.”

I heard a little squeal. “Oh, my God! That’s my biggest worry gone. I wasn’t sure what would happen when she came back, to be honest. I thought you might not want me any more.”

“Ric, there was never any chance of that. I said you were my girlfriend now, and I meant it, every word. You had nothing to worry about.” I heard a sniffle on the other end of the line. “Hey, you’re not crying, are you? I’m sorry if I worried you.”

“Jay, I’m so happy. It’s just relief. It got the better of me for a second, that’s all.”

“I’m glad you’re happy. And so am I, never happier. Now I’ve got some tidying up to do, dumping all of Sylvie’s stuff, then making the place decent for my special visitor tomorrow. Sweet dreams, babe. I’ll be thinking about you.”

“Jay?”

“Yes?”

“Thank you. Thank you for changing my life.”

***

I’d hoped that it would just be a brief stop to pick Ric up, but her mum had other ideas. She wanted to chat, get to know me, she said. It seemed to drag on forever, but finally we made our escape.

I had my own car back now. Ric stopped dead in her tracks when she saw it. “Oh wow, a Lotus! You never told me you had a Lotus. And not just any Lotus either, an Evora.”

I was surprised. It’s not the sort of thing I expected a young girl to know. “You like it, then?”

“There are three cars I want when I’m rich: An Ultimate Aero, a McLaren F1, and a Lotus Evora. And you’ve got one of them!”

“Well, we have got expensive tastes, haven’t we? Come on, jump in.”

Ric spent most of the short journey telling me things about my own car even I didn’t know. She was still nattering away when we reached my flat.

I opened the door and ushered her in, knowing she’d be impressed. I’ve earned a lot of money from my job, and had no qualms about living comfortably. It wasn’t too flashy – I wasn’t into anything garish – but everything had to be top quality.

Ric was speechless. She didn’t know where to look first. I just stood and watched her wander around. She touched everything, sometimes with just a finger, sometimes with a caress. Then she stopped and stared at the new picture I had put up that morning.

It was a portrayal of pure sexual abandon. Just a glimpse of those beautiful eyes through a tangle of hair, lips peeking through, slightly parted in invitation. Her bare back was facing the camera, a shoulder turned slightly towards me. Her elbow was resting on a raised knee, barely revealing the swell of a breast. Her head was tilted back a little, peering across her shoulder. It was a stunning portrait.

Eventually, Ric turned to me. “It’s so beautiful. I can’t believe that’s me.” She paused for a moment, looking around again. “Now I wonder more than ever. Why me? You must be rich, you could have anyone you wanted.”

I put my arms around her. “I don’t want anyone else. I want you.” I lifted her chin. “You haven’t kissed me today. I’ve been waiting.”

It may have been more than ten minutes before we came up for air.

“I know it’s still early, but shall we have some wine to celebrate your birthday?” I said. “I have a little surprise for you.”

“But you can’t have got me a present already. You haven’t had time.”

I laughed. “You’ll see.”

I opened a decent bottle of Prosecco and poured two glasses. We clinked them together. “Happy birthday, Ric.”

I handed her a small box. She sat there staring at it, turning it this way and that. “Am I allowed to guess?” she asked, and I nodded. “A ring? Or maybe some earrings. But I think it’s a ring.”

She unwrapped the package, then flipped the lid. Her hand went to her mouth, and she peered up at me. I could see tears welling in her eyes. “It’s so beautiful.”

I took the ring out, worried it might not fit, but it slipped on Ric’s middle finger as if it had been made for her.

She took hold of my hands. “A friendship ring… it’s the most beautiful present I could have wished for. Thank you so very much, Jay.”

I glanced at the clock. “What do you want to do? Go out for some lunch? Or is it still too early?”

“Jay, there’s only one thing I want. Will you take me to bed, please?” She held me back before I could get to my feet. “I’ve got another confession to make first, though. I got a bit nervous last night. See, I don’t know much about sex, and I was scared you’d find me stupid in bed, so I searched some lesbian porn sites. I’ve never been on a porn site before. I thought I might be shocked, but what I found was so beautiful. I saw the lovely things they did, and it made me want to be with you so much. I… I went to bed and touched myself while I thought about you. Was that bad?”

“Oh, Ric, there’s nothing wrong with that, but even if it was, I wouldn’t have cared. Whatever you don’t know about sex, I’ll teach you. Besides, I masturbated last night, as well. I was processing your pictures, and, well, I got pretty worked up. I couldn’t stop thinking about you.”

I didn’t expect her to be shy, not after the way she posed for my camera the day before, but today seemed different. She was clearly nervous.

Pulling her towards me, I told her, “Relax, my love.”

I kissed her doubts away, and her ardour quickly mounted. She lifted both arms when I raised her top, then let her skirt fall to the floor. Taking her hands, I guided them to my blouse. Her fingers worked their way down the buttons until she was able to push it off my shoulders. She unclipped my bra, and it joined the rest of the pile on the floor.

Kneeling in front of Ric, I hooked my fingers into her knickers. A thought popped into my head: I needed to buy her some nice sexy underwear. Not that I had anything against her plain white knickers, but I wanted her to feel grown up.

I slid Ric’s knickers down slowly, savouring the moment. I stopped when her pubis came into view and peered up at her. She was looking apprehensive again, so I leaned in and kissed the sparse jumble of hairs, pressing my lips to her mound.

I tugged her knickers lower, my kisses following until my mouth was covering her pussy. I let Ric’s knickers drop to the floor, then reached round to cup the cheeks of her arse, drawing her tightly to me.

Ric’s expression had changed. Now she looked excited, a knuckle caught between her teeth, the other hand creeping up her tummy. Extending my tongue, I slipped it into her. Her legs were trembling even as she cupped her breast, and she gave a breathless sigh, moving her feet apart. The sight of this young girl clutching her boobs seemed so wonderfully erotic to me.

I licked slow and deep, savouring the divine flavour, then took her clit between my lips, sucking gently. Ric’s response was clear when she thrust her hips at me, making soft mewing sounds. Her trembling increased, her moans growing louder. I felt a hand grip my shoulder.

Then she was bending at the hips, leaning forward. I kept my tongue moving, forcing her to a climax. She began to jerk, her nails digging into me. I welcomed the pain, knowing it was derived from my lover’s pleasure.

Ric shook almost violently as she came, a much more powerful orgasm than the one she’d had the day before. I knew she was going to fall, but I was ready, gathering her in as she collapsed onto me. Her arms were twined around my neck, her head resting on my shoulder. I rocked her gently as her breathing slowed.

“Can we go to bed now?” she mumbled. “I want to be in bed with you.”

Ric gave me a lovely view of her arse as she climbed into bed. As soon as I’d gotten rid of my knickers, I joined her, wondering whether it would be too soon to introduce her to a bit of arse play. I drew my beautiful girl to me, her lithe body fitting snugly into mine.

Her face went straight to my breasts. “I love your boobs,” she mumbled between mouthfuls of nipple. I was more than happy to let her play, simply closing my eyes and basking in the sensations.

“Will you lie still for a while?” she asked a moment later. “I want to explore your body.”

“I’ll try, but I can’t promise. I might need to get my hands on that sexy little arse of yours.”

There was that little giggle I loved so much. She put her lips to me again, working her way down my body until she reached my tummy. She took an age doing it, with little tickles here and there that were driving me mad with anticipation. She spent so long in that one area, I wondered whether she would go any lower.

She did. Her lips were still on my tummy, but straying closer to my mons. Her fingers trailed up and down my thigh, sometimes dipping between. Each time Ric moved, I thought she would finally get to my pussy, but although she did draw close several times, she never quite reached it.

I was just about to beg the girl to stop teasing when her lips suddenly brushed my sex, feather light kisses that soon became as frustrating as nothing at all. She clumsily pushed my legs apart, and I prayed relief was coming at last. I spread myself wide, inviting my young lover in.

Ric traced the cleft of my pussy, then slid her fingers inside and wriggled them about; feeling me, exploring. She took her time with it, and I let her, though I was getting quite desperate to come.

Then Ric gave me the touch I needed. I felt her fingers exposing my clit, and she gave it a little tug. She glanced up at me with a grin. “So beautiful, Jay.”

“Babe, it’s what you’re doing to me that’s beautiful. You’re driving me mad.”

Her smile turned impish, and she leaned into me to kiss my clit, never taking her eyes from mine. I watched as her lips pursed, and she sucked my clit into her mouth, giving her head a little wiggle from side to side.

I couldn’t keep myself still any longer. I lifted my hips, encouraging her, needing release. “Ric, fuck me. Make me come.”

She’d already done a good job exploring me, and soon I was surging towards my climax. My heart filled as it struck me that I’d found someone special to fill the void that Sylvia had never been able to. This girl was something else… and now she was mine.

As my pleasure mounted, I stopped thinking and just let go. I was vaguely aware that I was calling Ric’s name, and then it came like an explosion, an orgasm so utterly powerful I couldn’t breathe, blasting through me as I thrashed from side to side. I felt it slowly fade, then flopped back, my body limp. Ric touched me somewhere inside, and it was enough to trigger another orgasm.

I heard myself cry out, then I was shaking uncontrollably. I needed her to stop, but I didn’t want her to stop. Oh, God, it was wonderful.

I opened my eyes to find Ric staring at me, wearing a big grin. “Was that all right, then?”

Tears pricked at my eyes. “If that was you learning how to make love, God help me when you know what you’re doing!”

She came into my open arms, and we rolled together, caught up in a long kiss. I’d never felt such a closeness with anyone before. We lay in each other’s embrace, happily snuggled together.

I was frightened of what I wanted to say, but I felt it was needed. “Ric, I love you so deeply already. But you’re young, and this is all so new to you. I don’t want to risk losing you, not when we’ve just found each other. If I do or say anything that’s too much for you, you have to tell me. Please don’t be scared to speak your mind. Fair enough?”

She drew back to look at me, a very serious look on her face. I could almost hear her brain ticking. “I know I’m young, and haven’t had that many sexy feelings, and I definitely never knew I felt this way about girls… or ladies.” She gave a nervous giggle. “But when I saw you taking pictures at the river, and knew it was mostly me you were looking at… well, I got excited in a way I didn’t understand. But I liked it, and it’s why I waited for you. I never felt so turned on. I knew then I couldn’t let you get away. I wanted you.” She paused, lifting her fingers to my lips. “And it was super brilliant. God, I’m so very, very happy. I only want you to love me.”

Now, I couldn’t stop the tears coming, but it didn’t matter anymore. I pulled her to me and held her close.

***

I woke to find Ric gone. Panic gripped me for a second, but then I realised that she wouldn’t have wandered very far.

Barefooted, I padded into the living room to find her sitting at my computer, flicking through the pictures of her I’d taken the day before. I stood in the doorway and quietly watched her. She scrolled through the pictures quickly, pausing every so often to study a select few.

When she got to the hotter images, she slowed down. She came to one particular photo – the one where she was leaning over the top bar of the stile and looking back between her legs, her arsehole and pussy on clear display. She clicked the zoom button, drawing in on her bare bum.

I watched as she slipped a hand between her legs, then I saw her elbow moving back and forth.

She scrolled forward, still rubbing herself, then came to the picture where she’d prised her pussy lips open. She sat still for a moment, then zoomed in again. My God, you could see right inside her.

I came up behind Ric, my mouth close to her ear. “Do you like watching yourself? Does it make you hot?” I reached round and found her hand, still touching her pussy. I pressed my fingers against hers, moving them up and down. “Keep going. I want to see you come.”

I pulled another chair over and sat down next to her, then put a hand to my pussy, watching Ric all the time. She hadn’t stopped rubbing; she was too far gone to stop. But she glanced at me, her eyes going to my hand, a huge grin on her face.

My fingers curled around my clit and stroked the stiff nubbin as we watched each other. I’d seen girls masturbate before, but this girl was only sixteen. She was a picture of innocence until you noticed what she was doing, the intense hunger in her eyes as they fixed on my pussy and my busy fingers.

Ric was building up to a climax, and I rubbed myself faster in response, wanting to come with her. I found that it aroused my senses more to study her face, with just an occasional glance at her budding breasts or delicate sex.

Then she was making that face, the glazed look in her eyes telling me she was completely absorbed in an approaching climax. Forgetting about my own needs. I snatched up my camera and got to my feet, taking shot after shot from different angles, concentrating on close-ups of her ever-changing expressions. She didn’t seem aware of what I was doing, working to capture the sheer ecstasy she felt – a young girl in the throes of extreme sexual arousal, striving for orgasm.

Ric’s eyes closed; her body went taut. For several seconds she didn’t move, then she grabbed the sides of the chair as her body began to judder uncontrollably. She was coming. Her eyes snapped wide open and she was staring at me as a massive orgasm rippled through her. Ric wasn’t even touching herself as she came. I’d never seen that happen before.

Camera forgotten, I stood transfixed on the spot as I witnessed my young lover’s glorious climax.

Her eyes closed again as the tension drained from her body. I rushed to wrap her in my arms; felt her tremble as I whispered in her ear, “My beautiful baby, you were magnificent.” I plied soft kisses all over her face.

Her arms went around my waist and she clung to me. Eventually she looked up. “I never… it was… what happened?”

“Oh, baby, you just had the most amazing orgasm, and without being touched. It was beautiful.”

Ric looked over at the camera. “Were you taking pictures? Can we look? I want to see what I look like when… well, you know.”

I grabbed the laptop. “Let’s upload them first. Then you can see them on the screen.”

“I like posing for you,” Ric said while we waited for the pics to upload. “I want to do it some more. Sexy, naughty, any way you like.”

Now that I wasn’t concentrating on taking pictures, I was able to see the true beauty of what I’d captured. The range of Ric’s expressions conveyed pure sex. I could almost feel what she had just experienced.

Ric grinned at me. “I don’t think you got to finish, though, Jay. Maybe I can help with that…”

We took a shower together and made love once more. Then it was time for me to take Ric home.

Soon to come: Part Three!