Juicy Secrets Forbidden Tales of Lesbian Love

by Suzy Freeman

Hello again. This is PhD candidate Suzanne Freeman, with Part Two of my interview with Millie, age 32, who has agreed to be interviewed about her sexual history. She has admitted to having a great deal of sexual contact as a child, particularly with women and girls. My current discussion concerns her lesbian activities before she was of legal age.

As with the previous transcript, “Q” indicates a question I am asking Millie, while “A” indicates her response. This has been transcribed from the original recording of the interview.

For this part of the interview, conducted one week after the first, Millie asked if she could bring her older daughter, Emily, age twelve, along to the interview. Since she had admitted to having sex with Emily in the previous interview, I decided to allow this. Any responses from Emily are indicated as “E” in the transcript of the interview.

I have been asked if these interviews stimulate me sexually. The simple answer is yes. In all honesty, any healthy and open-minded person, whether male or female, would surely find themselves stimulated by the content of these interviews. We might be scientists, but we are human as well. I myself am a healthy lesbian woman, age twenty-six, and am willing to admit that after Millie left the interview last week, I went home and masturbated myself to several orgasms. As a single woman, that is my most frequent means of sexual release.

This week, Millie requested we meet at my apartment near the college campus I attend. I agreed to this arrangement, mostly because if this interview aroused me as much as the previous one, there would be no need to drive home in order to provide myself relief from the resulting sexual tension. I mention this because of what happened in this interview.

***

Q: Hello, again, Millie. I see you brought your daughter with you today. Hello, Emily.

E: Hi.

(Taking assessment of this sexually precocious child, I note that she is very attractive with long dark hair and large, warm brown eyes. Emily is slender with lovely legs and budding breasts that are just big enough to tent the front of her top. She wears no bra, and the imprint of her nipples is clearly visible through the material.)

Q: So, Millie, are you ready to answer some questions in front of your daughter?

A: Certainly. In fact, I told her all about what we discussed last time.

Q: So, you told her about your bath time as a child?

E (laughing): How do you think she got started with me?

Q: Good point. Perhaps we can address that later. Millie, how many girls did you have sex with as a teenager?

A: (After considering the question) Five.

Q: Were they all your age or close to it?

A: Alex and Roxanne were, but the other three were younger than me.

Q: How much younger?

A: Lisa was ten, Riley was nine, and Terri was six.

Q: And how old were you when you had sex with each one?

A: Let’s see… I was fourteen with Lisa and Riley and fifteen with Terri.

Q: Last time, you told me about your first times with Alex when you were both eleven. How old were you when you first had sex with Roxanne?

A: Sixteen. I remember because we were both juniors in high school. Roxanne, though, was already seventeen by then. My birthday is in August, so I was sixteen my entire junior year. We hooked up around March or April when we were both in the school musical.

Q: Of these five, which one was the most fun?

A: Well, Alex was a lot of fun because she was my first with anyone, other than Mom, but I would have to say Lisa and Riley were the most interesting.

Q: You consider those two to be a tie?

A: Well, they’re sisters, thirteen months apart, so the three of us all did stuff together at the same time, so I can’t really choose just one of them.

Q: You had threesomes with Lisa and Riley?

A: Yes. They were lovers, too, you see.

Q: So, by now–

E (interrupting): I’ve had sex with all three, too – Lisa, Riley, and Terri.

Q: Really?

E: Yeah. Mommy still knows them.

Q: So, Lisa and Riley would be… twenty-seven and twenty-eight now, correct? And Terri would be twenty-three.

A: Yes. (Turns to Emily) Honey, don’t interrupt, okay? Suzanne will be asking you questions in a moment.

E: Okay. (Gives a deep sigh, the kind that only a young teen can do convincingly.)

Q: How did you first get together with Lisa and Riley?

A: They moved in two doors down from the house where I grew up. I saw my mother watching them play in their front yard, and I could tell she found them, well, attractive. I hadn’t really noticed them yet – they’d only been there two days – but when I looked over, I could see why my mother was so enamored of these girls. I immediately pictured myself lying in bed naked with them and doing all sorts of sexy things. I didn’t include Mom in the fantasy, though she would eventually take part.

(Millie paused, expecting another question, but I was already too fascinated by her story to think of one.)

Q: Go on. (Listening to the tape afterward, you can clearly hear how aroused I was.)

A: Well, I walked down to their house and introduced myself. Right away, I could see they thought it was weird that someone my age would seek them out. After all, I was fourteen, a high school freshman. They were in fourth and fifth grades. So I asked if their parents might need someone to sit with them if they wanted to go out sometime, as if I were looking for a babysitting job.

[As before, the transcript will now be shared temporarily as a dialogue.]

“We can watch over ourselves,” the older girl said. I figured her to be about ten or so. “We don’t need a sitter.”

I shifted gears, not wanting them to think I was treating them like little kids. “I was thinking maybe you had a younger brother or sister, you know, like four or five years old.”

“No. We’re it,” the younger girl said.

“Okay. Well, I’m Millie.”

“I’m Lisa,” the older one said, then pointed to her younger sister. “That’s Riley.”

“Hi. What’cha playing?” I asked.

They considered me again, obviously wondering why I would be interested in hanging out with them.

“Just kicking a soccer ball back and forth. Practicing,” Lisa said.

“Mind if I join you?” I asked.

“Why do you want to play with us?” Riley asked, frowning. “You’re, like, a teenager. Don’t you have friends your age?”

“Yeah, but they’re not around right now. Besides, teenagers know even better ways to have fun. I bet you two would have a lot more fun if you hung out with me.”

“What kind of fun?” Riley asked.

“You know. Older kid stuff.”

“Not drugs, right?” Lisa asked. “We don’t do stuff like that.”

“I don’t either,” I replied.

“Then what?” Riley asked.

“I don’t know. Maybe Truth or Dare?”

“We’ve played that before,” Lisa said, grinning.

“With someone my age…?” I replied. It’s true that I was being suggestive, but I didn’t want these girls to rush to that conclusion. Maybe they knew right away what I really wanted from them. I’d have to ask them now.

“Is Truth or Dare different when teenagers play it?” asked Riley.

“Try it out and see,” I challenged. “I’ll tell you this much… girls my age have more interesting truths to tell.”

I could see that Lisa was picking up on my meaning. She said, “Okay, I’ll play, but you have to let us ask the first question. Or make the first dare.”

“Deal,” I said. “Wanna come over to my house?”

“Why?” asked Riley. “What’s wrong with right here?”

“Because some dares you only want to do in private, dummy!” Lisa said, poking her younger sister.

Okay, now I knew that these two had definitely played the game as a way to get their friends to do things they wouldn’t do in public – like take off their clothes, expose parts of their bodies or even touch each other. They didn’t seem the type to stick to silly dares such as, “squawk like a bird,” or “touch your tongue to your nose.”

“So how about it?” I said, looking from one sister to the other. “Wanna come over?”

“You gotta meet our mom first,” Lisa said. “She won’t let us go into a house if it’s someone she doesn’t know.”

That made me a little nervous. What if the mom saw through my ploy? What if she wondered why a fourteen-year-old girl would want to play with her daughters?

“Okay,” I said, “but we have to tell her we’re going to play a different game… like Monopoly or something.”

“Of course,” Lisa said. “She wouldn’t like us to play Truth or Dare at anyone’s house, even someone our age. C’mon.” With that, she turned, beckoning me to follow, and I did.

Riley fell in beside me. “You wanna do some kind of sex stuff with us, huh?” Lisa was ahead of us and didn’t hear her sister say that.

Well, that caught me off guard. “What?” I gasped, trying to seem shocked.

She smiled. “It’s okay. Lisa and I do stuff with each other all the time. Every night, just about. See, we share a bed, ‘cause it’s a three-bedroom house. Our grandma sleeps in the other one. She lives with us.”

“You and your sister mess around together?”

“Of course. Don’t all sisters close to the same age do that?”

By that age, my little sister and I had explored just about every kind of lesbian sex there was, but I’d always figured we weren’t anything like a typical family.  “I… I never thought about it before.”

“We had neighbors where we used to live. Their kids were two brothers and two sisters, and they all did sex with each other.”

So they both had a good idea of what I was after. I felt relief, along with a twinge in my pussy. By then, we were entering the girls’ house, so we had to change the subject. Lisa called, “Mom?”

A woman who looked to be about thirty came out of the kitchen, wiping her hands on a towel. “I asked you girls to stay out of my hair while I get the kitchen unpacked,” she said.

Lisa rolled her eyes. “We are, Mom. I just wanted you to meet our new neighbor, Millie. She invited us over to her house to play Monopoly.”

I could feel my panties getting damp at the sight of Lisa and Riley’s mother. It was easy to see where they got their looks from. I stood there like a ninny until she laughed and stepped over to me. Apparently, she was used to girls getting mad crushes on her.

She offered me her hand. “I’m Heather. Nice to meet you, Millie.”

“Nice to meet you,” I whispered.

Lisa was practically bouncing in place. “So, how about it? Can we go to her house?”

Heather’s eyes had me entranced. “Where do you live?” she asked.

I pointed toward my house. “Just two doors down.”

“Okay, then.” She turned to Riley and Lisa. “Girls? Behave yourselves.”

“We will,” Lisa said.

We left their place, the girls practically skipping along. It felt strange, how quickly these two had gone from, “Why do you want to be our friend?” to, “Let’s have some fun together!” Then again, they’d both easily figured out that my offer to play Truth or Dare was really an invitation to get naked and fool around.

Approaching my house, Riley picked up our chat from where we’d left off. “One time, we dared our friend Tina to take off all her clothes in front of everyone, and she did.”

Lisa came to an abrupt halt, totally alarmed. “Riley! What are you doing?”

“Talking about how we played Truth or Dare before.”

“You’re not supposed to tell anyone about that!”

“It’s okay,” I said. “That sounds a lot like the games of Truth or Dare I’ve played.”

Relieved, Lisa gave me a pleased smirk. “I figured maybe you had… but still, Riley shouldn’t be telling you anything about the stuff we’ve done, not till we get to know you better.”

“Don’t worry,” I said. “It sounds like we all like to play the same games.” Gazing into Lisa’s eyes, I casually fondled my breast. She licked her lips, looking down at my chest.

My mother was busy in our front yard. “Mom?”

“Hmmm?”

“We’re going inside to play some games. Is that okay?” We were at the front door by now, and she signaled me over to her. I walked over to where she was sitting and leaned down when she gestured for me to do that.

“What kind of games?”

“Truth or Dare.”

She grinned at me. She definitely knew what I was planning, or at least what I hoped would happen. “Should I leave you all alone for a while?”

“If you would, that would be great.”

“Is an hour enough?”

“It should be. I’m gonna close my bedroom door. If it’s still closed, be sure to knock.”

“Okay. Tell you what. I have to go to the grocery store anyway. How’s an hour and a half sound?”

I grinned. “Even better.”

I led Lisa and Riley inside and to my bedroom, closing the door.

“Your mom’s pretty,” Lisa said.

“So’s yours.”

“So, I get to go first,” Lisa said. “Since blabbermouth over there already let you know we’re into sexy stuff when playing this, I have to ask – are you okay with that?”

“Okay with it? I was counting on it.”

Lisa grinned. “Okay. First, will your mom be busting in on us, or does she respect a closed door?”

“She definitely respects a closed door.”

“Okay, truth or dare?”

“Dare,” I said, wanting to get the action going as soon as possible. No point in dragging this game out, I figured – these girls knew what I wanted.

“Take off your top and bra.”

“That’s all?”

Lisa’s eyes widened. “Okay then, take off everything.”

I stood up and began to undress, keeping an eye on Riley and Lisa as I got naked in front of them. I had boobs by then, though they were still small, and they both gasped when my bra came off. When they saw my pubic hair, they responded the same way.

“You’ve got hair on your pussy,” Riley said, staring.

“Of course I do. I’m fourteen. You will too, in a few years.”

They stared at my nudity as if trying to memorize it for later. That thought got my pussy even juicier than it already was.

I sat down, spreading my legs wide so they could get a good look at my spread pussy lips. I didn’t have to look to know I was dripping wet. I could feel it on the inside of my thighs, even trickling down into the crack of my ass.

I gave them both a big smile. “Okay, it’s Riley’s turn.”

Riley looked at Lisa, who shook her head. “Not me. Remember? We each get to ask her something, either a truth or dare, to start off. You can ask me next time around.”

“Okay,” Riley said, then turned to me. “Truth or Dare.”

“Truth.”

“Ever touch yourself to get off?”

“You mean… do I masturbate?” I asked.

“Yeah.”

“Absolutely. Like, practically every day.”

“Wow,” Riley whispered.

I was amazed at how nicely this was going. I’d met these two cuties maybe twenty minutes ago, and already I was sitting naked and spread-legged in front of them, openly admitting how much I like to masturbate.

“Okay,” I said, “my turn.” I looked at Lisa. “Truth or Dare?”

She considered before saying, “Truth.”

“Do you give yourself orgasms?”

“Like masturbating to them?”

“That’s one way,” I said.

“Yeah.”

“So you have had orgasms?”

“Uh-huh.”

“How often?”

“That’s another question!” Riley said. “You have to wait ’til next time around to ask that.”

“It’s okay. I’ll answer,” Lisa said. “Every night. Sometimes in the daytime.”

“Your turn, Lisa,” Riley said, obviously wanting to keep this theme going.

“Riley? Truth or Dare?”

“Dare.”

Just what I wanted. “Take off all your clothes.”

Riley smiled, as if she’d both expected and hoped for that dare. Standing up, she stripped off all her clothing, soon standing naked in front of Lisa and me. I couldn’t wait to explore that beautiful little-girl body. Her bare slit looked delicious.

Sitting, she turned to Lisa. “Truth or–”

Before she could finish getting the words out, Lisa answered, “Dare.” It was obvious what she wanted Riley to ask for, and her sister didn’t disappoint. “Take off your clothes and get naked like us.”

***

At this point of the interview, I glance over at Millie’s daughter, Emily. She has a hand inside her shorts.

Q: Emily?

E: Sorry. Mommy’s story is getting me hot. Like I said, I’ve had sex with Lisa and Riley, and thinking of them back then kinda makes me need to get myself off. You don’t mind, do you?

Q: Millie, are you okay with that? Do you mind if your daughter masturbates?

A: Not at all. In fact, why don’t you undress and do it, honey?

E: (smiles) Okay.

Emily stands and disrobes. When she is nude, she sits down again and begins to fondle her slit.

E: Go on, Mom. (She smiles mischievously.)

[Dialogue continues]

So, Lisa got naked, and now we were all sitting together in a sort of circle, looking at each other. Lisa and Riley seemed especially interested in my boobs.

“Whose turn is it?” I asked.

“Yours,” Riley said.

I turn to Lisa. “Masturbate for one minute.”

She swallowed, realizing exactly where this was going, which was probably exactly where she’d hoped it would.

Reaching down to her pussy, she began rubbing it, gently at first. As her sister and I could hear, she was already pretty wet. After a minute or so, she said, “Forget this stupid game. Do it with me, okay?”

We didn’t need to be told twice. In seconds, all three of us were masturbating.

As we got ourselves close, I asked Riley and Lisa about their relationship. “Do you two really mess around with each other?”

“Yeah,” they said simultaneously.

“Have you ever had your pussy licked?”

The sisters looked at each other, then back at me, still fingering their pussies. “You won’t think we’re weird?” Lisa asked.

“Of course not.”

“Then yeah. We lick each other.”

“Did you come that way?” I asked.

“Lots of times,” Riley said.

With that, I stopped masturbating and got down between Lisa’s thighs, planting a kiss on Lisa’s pussy before extending my tongue to lick.

“Oooohhh!” she said and lay back.

I turned to Riley. “Let Lisa lick you, and then you lick me! We’ll do a daisy chain.”

Neither of the girls were familiar with the term, so I took a moment to explain. Riley understood right away and put herself in position for Lisa to lick before fitting herself into the circle and going down on me. I watched as Lisa began to lick Riley’s pussy, and seeing that was nearly enough to make me come right then. It was obvious that they fucked, and not just once in a while, but a lot.

Soon, Lisa’s hips began to twitch and jerk as her orgasm approached. Just as she went over the edge, I joined her. Seconds later, Riley came, humping her sister’s mouth hard. If my mom had been outside my door, she would have definitely known we were enjoying a massive group orgasm. None of us held back with our moans and screams as the climaxes took us.

Afterward, we lay back to catch our breath.

“You think we could do this again sometime?” Lisa asked.

“Sure,” I said. “How about right now? Let’s turn the other way!” Shifting my position, I spun myself around and started licking Riley’s pussy. The soft flesh of her pubes were pressed against my mouth as if her pussy was kissing me back. She was delicious, her juices, such as they were at her young age, seeped from her vagina. I could also detect a hint of pee.

Her reaction was immediate. “Oh, wow!” she exclaimed as I applied my lips and tongue to her mound. She began to do the same for her sister. Just like that, we were in another daisy chain, with Riley licking Lisa and Lisa licking me.

After licking Riley for a minute or two, I moved my mouth to her rosebud. Apparently, she had never been rimmed before. “That’s my butthole!” she exclaimed, as if I was licking her there by mistake. My tongue was pressed against the sensitive pucker, stimulating it with small licks.

“Yeah, I know,” I said, briefly raising my head. “Feels good, huh?” Then I licked her there again.

Riley was squirming against my mouth. “Oh, fuck, yes! It feels great!” she exclaimed.

“Hey! Don’t stop licking me!” Lisa said to Riley.

“Sorry,” Riley said, and returned to licking Lisa, then Lisa got back to pleasuring me.

[Note: At this point in Millie’s story, I look over at her twelve-year-old daughter Emily. She is rubbing her pussy to an orgasm that I know is very near. I do my best not to touch myself, already anticipating how this lovely young girl will taste when I finally get my mouth on her. I continue to watch as she masturbates to her mother’s story. Millie’s narrative now continues while I keep stealing looks at Emily’s pubescent pussy.]

After a moment, Lisa stopped for a moment. “What’s it like to lick a butthole?” she asked.

“If it’s clean like mine and your sister’s, it’s great!” I said. I returned to licking Riley, moving my tongue from her small clit to her rosebud and back, bathing her most sensitive areas.

I could feel a small hesitation before I felt Lisa’s mouth move suddenly to my anus, as if she were doing it before she could talk herself out of it. Then her tongue began to move, and I was in heaven.

“Lick my butt, Riley,” Lisa said quickly before returning to my own butthole.

Riley glanced up at her sister. “Are you sure?”

“Totally. Do it! You’ll like it. I’m still clean from my bath this morning.”

The sudden gasp from Lisa told me her sister was now licking her rosebud for the first time. “Oh, God, that feels awesome!” she exclaimed before returning to her own feast.

I could feel my orgasm approaching and figured it was going to be a good one, but I was wrong. It was amazing. I did my best to keep from flailing all over the bed, not wanting to dislodge my pussy and butthole from Lisa’s mouth. To her credit, she was able to stay with me as my body trembled and shook.

Almost immediately after I came, Lisa went off. Her orgasm seemed to do the same thing mine had: grab on and not let go. She shook and jerked for what seemed like minutes, but was probably just twenty or thirty seconds or so. It was a long orgasm, though.

All through this, I kept my mouth glued to Riley’s little pussy and rosebud, continuing to lick up and down and bringing her enormous pleasure. After Lisa was done with her come, Riley began to tremble and shake as her own orgasm kicked in.

“Uuggghhhh!” she cried as she came. Her body heaved and shook until all was quiet. We three lay in my bed, catching our breath.

By the time the afternoon was over, we’d licked each other to three orgasms apiece. When we were done, Riley wanted to have fun with my budding breasts. Lisa was into that, so soon each sister had one boob to suck and lick while I played with their cute bottoms. I wanted to put my fingers in their buttholes, but figured it was too early for that.

Soon it was nearly time for Mom to get home. Of course, she wouldn’t have had any problem with seeing us naked and cuddling. More likely, she’d have stripped down and joined the party. But I wasn’t quite ready for Lisa and Riley to know that Mom and I were lovers.

So we got dressed, and when my mother arrived, we were playing Chinese checkers on my freshly made bed.

***

Her story complete, Millie relaxed, though I noticed she was somewhat flushed. She was silent for a moment, then spoke.

A: And that was the beginning of a lifelong love affair.

Q: Did you end up telling the girls about your mother?

A: Oh, of course! And my sister, too. Within a week, we were all having sex.

Q: And you still see each other?

A: Absolutely. I took Emily and Piper there just three days ago. It’s always fun when we do that.

E: Ooohhh… I’m about to come, Mommy!

We watch as Emily brings herself to orgasm. After she finishes, Millie leans over to give her daughter a kiss that is anything but motherly. It’s a lover’s kiss, complete with lots of tongue from them both.

Turning to me, Millie says, “Emily and I are going to fuck now. You can join in if you want, or you can watch.”

I chose to take off my clothes and join in. The details of what followed will be included in the next part of this study.

On to Chapter Three!