Juicy Secrets Forbidden Tales of Lesbian Love

by Suzy Freeman

Hello again. I am Suzanne Freeman, and this is Part Three of an interview I conducted with Millie, age thirty-two. She has agreed to be interviewed and answer highly personal questions about her sexual growth from childhood to the present.

In Part One, we met Millie, who told us of her first sexual feelings and the encounters those feelings would lead to. Millie’s first sexual experience was at the age of five, with her mother, who was in her early twenties at that time. In that interview, she also told me that she’d gone on to become lovers with her two sisters… and years later, she would go on to initiate her young daughters into the lesbian life. They are Emily, age twelve, and Piper, age nine.

In our second meeting, Millie brought Emily along with her. It turns out that her eldest daughter also has a very pronounced sex drive as well. She ended up getting naked and masturbating while her mom told the story of a sexual encounter she had at fourteen with a pair of neighboring sisters, aged nine and ten.

Once Emily reached orgasm, her mother was so worked up that she began to kiss her daughter… and it quickly became apparent that they intended to make love, then and there. Because this is a study of human sexuality and how different people react and grow sexually, I have included the following, which is a description of what then happened.

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We were at my apartment for the second interview, and Millie had allowed her twelve-year-old daughter, Emily, to get naked and masturbate, which Emily did without embarrassment or regret.

We watched in awe as Emily brought herself to orgasm. Once she’d finished, Millie leaned over and kissed her child in a way that was anything but motherly. Emily was quick to bring her tongue into play, and my excitement swiftly mounted as this sexy woman and her equally desirable daughter kissed like passionate lovers.

Despite knowing Emily was already a seasoned lesbian at twelve, it still surprised me to see her take the lead in making love to her mother. She blindly reached out to grope the woman’s breasts, circling Millie’s mouth with her tongue.

When they finally drifted apart, Millie looked my way. “Emily and I would love it if you’d get out of those clothes and join us,” she said, then leaned in to kiss her daughter again.

To say I was aroused by this would be quite the understatement. “Oh, I’ll definitely be joining in,” I said, absently stroking my thigh, “but first, I’d like to watch you two for a little while. I’ve never seen a mother and daughter make love before.”

“Well, brace yourself for one hell of a show,” Millie said, her eyes twinkling, “‘cause my little girl is an amazing fuck.”

She reached for the top button of her blouse, but Emily quickly put a hand on her arm. “No, Mommy!” she protested. “Let me take your clothes off!”

“Sorry, hon,” said Millie. “I’m all yours.” She got to her feet.

I watched in awe as Emily began to strip her mother, first removing Millie’s top before reaching behind to unclasp her bra.

At this point, I had yet to see Millie naked, so when her breasts were revealed, I was transfixed by their beauty, already aching to taste her nipples – and all the rest of her, truth be told.

I’d never had sex with a young girl before, not since I was young myself – but as an adult, I often found myself experiencing a powerful attraction to underage girls. Ultimately, that desire is what made me decide to conduct this research in the first place. So it was quite natural to hope Millie was willing to share her daughter with me, and that Emily would want me to make love to her. True, I had been invited to join them, but did that mean I could explore Emily as well as Millie? Of course, it went without saying that I wouldn’t so much as lay a hand on the girl unless she wanted me to.

Kneeling before her mother, Emily began to wriggle Millie’s shorts and panties down. This was no playful striptease – the girl wanted to get her mother nude as quickly as possible. The lustful gleam in Emily’s eyes made that abundantly clear.

As she helped Millie out of her remaining clothes, I gazed longingly at Emily’s pert little bottom. It’s my very favorite part of a woman, and hers was absolutely flawless. I ached to bury my face in it, nestle my face between those tender cheeks and bathe her rosebud with my tongue.

Soon, Millie was just as bare as her little girl. Returning to the sofa, mother and daughter met in another lustful kiss, their tongues flickering in and out of each other’s mouths

I could feel my pulse racing; nipples growing achingly taut. I’d chosen not to wear a bra that day, since I was conducting this interview in my own apartment. I felt more comfortable that way… and sexier. While Emily and Millie continued to swap passionate kisses, I tweaked the tips of my breasts through the snug top I’d chosen until they were at full attention.

I estimated Millie’s breasts to be something like a C cup. Her nipples were dark and engorged with arousal. Emily’s were pink – much smaller, of course, and visibly erect. I imagined what it must be like to take one in my mouth, praying I’d soon get the chance to find out.

Millie trailed a hand down Emily’s tummy, towards her pussy. The girl’s labia were spread a bit and I could see her juices were flowing well enough to coat the inner lips with her cream. Her clit was nestled behind the fleshy folds, but then Millie used her fingers to expose it, a small nubbin of engorged pink flesh.

My heart raced as I watched as Millie lightly stroked her daughter’s clitoris. Emily shivered every time her mother’s finger made contact.

Breaking their tongue kiss, Millie turned to me, casually licking her finger. “Do you want a taste?”

“Of… of Emily?” I asked.

“Well, first Emily. Then me, if you like.”

“Oh, I like, I like. Is Emily okay with – with me going down on her?”

Millie snickered. “Okay with it? Listen, she begged me to bring her along. Piper wants to fuck you, too. She’d be here as well, but she had a sleepover with her friends..”

That caught me by surprise. “Emily begged to come with you?”

“Yeah, but in all honesty, she didn’t have to beg much.”

“I totally wanted to!” Emily announced. “Mom found your picture on the internet, and I thought you were way hot. I ‘specially like doing sex with grownup ladies, and when she told me you were gay, I made her bring me along, just like she said!”

“Well, in that case…” I murmured, getting to my feet.

I was just about to kneel before Emily, already imagining how that sweet smooth slit would taste, but Millie stopped me. “Don’t you think you should get naked, Suzanne? That will make it easier for us to fuck you.”

“Oh, of course,” I said and stripped down to nothing as quickly as I was able. I noticed Emily watching avidly as I removed my clothes. Her excitement was a warmth in the air that I could feel on my bare skin.

Tossing my panties aside, I squatted in front of the child and positioned myself before her pussy, like I was about to pray to it. I inhaled deeply, allowing the pungent aroma of cunt to fill my nostrils. By then, I I figured it was a combination of Millie’s, Emily’s and my scents. I breathed it in again. So wonderfully fragrant, I told myself. There’s no perfume finer than the smell of an aroused woman – or girl.

I took my time moving in to lick Emily. As I said, it was my first time with a young girl since I was that age myself, and I wanted to savor it, to engrave the moment on my memory forever.

For her part, Emily was a bit impatient. “Please don’t make me wait, Miss Suzanne! Ever since me and Mommy g-got here, I wanted so bad to feel your mouth on me. Make me come, pretty please?”

Her hips were literally churning. She was that anxious for me to go down on her.

Never forget this, I told myself, leaning in to taste little Emily for the first time. I covered the girl’s slit with my mouth, then pushed my tongue into her vagina.

Emily let out a guttural moan loud enough to be heard by my next-door neighbor Hannah, and I hoped against hope that she wasn’t home… or if she was, Hannah would assume that cry had come from me. If I was to carry out a study of this nature, strict secrecy was of paramount importance.

I continued to pleasure Emily with my mouth, intent on making the child come for the second time that day. Well, it was the second time that I knew of. Emily was sexually precocious enough that she might have already had sex with other lovers that day – her sister, perhaps, or maybe she and her mother had enjoyed a nice morning fuck before getting ready for this visit. For all I knew, Emily would end up coming five times that day. Perhaps even six, which was my personal record.

As I feasted on the child’s succulent cunt, I noticed Millie getting down on her knees, then felt her hands on my ass, spreading me open. I braced myself for the caress of her tongue, then hummed my approval into Emily’s sex as she stroked the opening with a finger.

Millie was out of view but I did hear her say, “Is it okay if I lick you, Suzanne?”

I raised my face from between Emily’s legs just long enough to reply, “Mind? Why do you think I invited you to my apartment?”

She laughed, then pressed her mouth to my recently waxed mound, her tongue penetrating me like a lover’s finger. Within seconds Millie had whipped me into an inferno of lust, raging and relentless. My mind kept switching back and forth between two delightful sensations – my mouth against Emily’s juicy cunt; her mother’s tongue darting in and out of mine.

Emily began to come, thrashing about on my sofa, screaming in ecstasy as she bucked her hips into my face. Once more, I prayed Hannah wasn’t home to hear it. We were casual acquaintances, but she had no idea about what I was doing for research, nor did she know of my attraction to little girls. For that matter, I hadn’t known it myself until my first interview with Millie. Even then, I figured it was nothing I would ever actually experience for myself, just fuel for furtive masturbation fantasies.

As Emily’s orgasm began to subside, I was launched into my own climax. It seemed to last forever. Shock waves seemed to swamp my body, and I trembled and shook as they washed over me. Finally spent, I collapsed onto the carpet, panting for breath.

When my eyes finally drifted open. I was confronted by a sight that nearly made me come again. Emily was lying between her mother’s thighs, feasting on the pussy she was born from as if she was starving and this was her first decent meal in days.

I watched for a moment, then Emily sat back, pointed at her mother’s cunt and said, “You, too, Miss Suzanne!” Positioning myself where the girl had just been, I leaned in and began to lick Millie’s juices from her dripping vagina. Suddenly Emily squeezed in beside me, and Millie spread her legs more to accommodate the two of us. Now, we were both licking Millie, driving her absolutely wild. No doubt about it, she would be coming soon.

I had the left half of Millie’s pussy and her daughter was working the right half. Naturally, our tongues frequently met and danced together. Eventually, Emily’s pretty mouth was too much for me to resist, and I kissed her. She returned my kiss, and we ended up capturing Millie’s clitoris between us, our tongues teaming up on the swollen nub of flesh.

That was when Millie came. Her orgasm seemed to be just as intense as mine and her daughter’s. In fact, she was even noisier in her ecstasy as Emily had been. Well, if my neighbor was home, I hope she enjoyed the sound show we were putting on. Who knows? Maybe Hannah was masturbating to the sound of our threesome on the other side of the thin wall.

Once Millie’s climax peaked, she went limp, struggling to catch her breath. Emily and I snuggled up to her on either side.

“Fuck, that was good,” Millie finally said. Her eyes fluttering open, she gave me a weary smile. “Why don’t you come over sometime for dinner, Suzanne? I’m sure we can offer you a lot to eat.” She snickered. “Even real food, if you like. Piper will absolutely love you. In more ways than one!”

“Are you sure she’d be okay with that?”

“Believe me, if it weren’t for the fact that she’s probably doing the deed right now with Grace and her mom at the sleepover, she’d definitely have been part of this. In fact, she was giving serious thought to joining us and blowing off the sleepover, but I told her that would be rude.”

“Wait. Piper’s friend makes love with her mother? And Piper?”

“And me and Mom,” Emily said.

“Yes,” Millie said. “Grace and Joanne – that’s the mother’s name, by the way – they’ve been over many times, and we visited their home regularly. You ought to join us for our next get-together. Soon as the door closes, everyone strips naked, and that’s it for clothing until the party’s over. It’s a lesbian orgy like you wouldn’t believe.”

I wondered just what I’d gotten myself into, but at the same time, I certainly wasn’t broken up about it. “That sounds… fun.”

Millie smiled. “I’m sure both Joanne and Grace would be happy to meet you – and more. So, can we pencil you in for the next family fuck-fest?”

I somehow found my voice. My throat had gone dry. “Um. Okay. As long as everyone’s fine with it.”

“Relax, Suzanne,” Millie said. “I get that you’re a stickler for consent, but there’s no need to worry. I promise not to involve you with anyone who isn’t a hundred percent on board.”

We sat around naked for a few minutes, enjoying a lovely chat about this and that. Finally, Millie glanced at Emily. “Time to go home, kiddo.” . She asked me again if I wanted to join their next orgy, and this time I answered with an emphatic yes. We all got dressed and shared some very sexy kisses before saying goodbye.

I ushered my new lovers out the door, where we exchanged our last goodbyes, this time without kissing, and I watched them climb into Millie’s car and drive off.

Waving as they disappeared from sight, I reflected on how my life had just taken an unexpected turn. Somehow, I’d stumbled into an intimate relationship with a family that practiced lesbian incest, one where even the little girls were participating in the sexual antics. I was somewhat apprehensive about the risk involved, but not enough to stay away..

As I approached my apartment, my neighbor Hannah emerged from hers and stood there in the doorway grinning at me like the cat who got the cream. It was plain to see she was very much aware of what those sounds from my bedroom had been. What I wondered was how much she knew.

I hoped she wouldn’t tell her husband about this. Hell, I hoped she wouldn’t tell anybody! Figuring it was best just to brazen it out, I gave Hannah a fleeting smile as I reached for the doorknob.

“Got a minute?” she said.

I thought about making some excuse, telling her I had to go somewhere – but that would just be putting off the inevitable. It was obvious she’d heard the cries of ecstasy from my apartment. And if Hannah had taken a peek out her window a moment earlier, she’d have seen Millie and Emily leaving, which was close to a blatant admission that we’d had sex with a pubescent girl. Maybe I could convince her that Emily had been playing in another room while I was getting it on with Millie.

At least Hannah didn’t look angry or disgusted, so I figured a visit from the police wasn’t in my immediate future.

I decided we might as well talk now and get it over with. That way I could at least plead my case that she keep her mouth shut about what she’d overheard.

“Sure,” I said, trying to seem calm and casual. “Your place or mine?”

“Oh, yours. Danny will be home in about fifteen minutes. I can text him that we’re having a girl chat, and I’ll be home in a few.”

“Okay. Come on in.”

Hannah approached the sofa, but before sitting down, she leaned over to dramatically sniff the cushions, right where we’d just had sex.  “My, my. What an aromatic couch you have, Goldilocks.”

As I sat next to her, she said, “I heard you, you know.”

“Heard me what?” I knew the answer would be embarrassing, but I needed to hear it from her lips before I could respond.

“Uh… fucking?”

“Really?” I didn’t know what else to say.

“Yeah. And, um, sorry to be nosy, but I was watching to see who left your apartment. Imagine my surprise when it turned out to be a woman with a girl who looks to be around twelve or thirteen. And when I gave it some thought, it sure seemed like some of the noises I heard came from a young girl. Oh, and I saw a very distinct family resemblance between your guests. Would they be mother and daughter, by any chance?”

By then, I was a bundle of nerves. “They are, yes, but–”

“And you fucked at least one of them in this room. Maybe both of them, huh?”

There was a roaring in my ears, and I was on the verge of keeling over in a dead faint. “How would you even know that?”

Hannah’s cheeks pinkened ever so slightly. “Okay, confession time. I’ve heard you a couple of times when you had a lady friend over… but then, the sound was coming from the bedroom. It’s how I know you’re into women, by the way. But today, I could hear you through there,” she said, pointing at the wall that separates our living rooms. “By the way, this whole room reeks of pussy.”

“Oh,” was as much of a response as I could muster up. I had to give my neighbor credit for her detective work. She didn’t have any hard proof to back her conclusions, but knew enough to make things mighty hot for me if she so desired.

I’m sure Hannah could read the fear in my eyes, because her tone changed. “It’s okay, Suzanne. Your secret is safe with me.”

I felt a measure of relief, but was determined to remain cautious. “Why are you telling me this, Hannah? What is it that you want?”

“I want to know what happened here. All of it. How it got started, and what the deal is with that girl and her mother.” She snickered. “How you got that stain on your sofa.”

Taking a steadying breath, I began to speak. First, I told Hannah about my research project. I let her know that I had a signed confidentiality agreement with Millie, so anything she or Emily told me during our session was strictly off limits. She was fine with that; what mattered to Hannah was the threesome we had afterward.

I told my neighbor everything: how Emily had stripped naked and masturbated while Millie talked about her sex life, Millie undressing and pleasuring her daughter, then how they both invited me to join in. I saw Hannah press a hand between her legs as I described going down on Emily as Millie ate my cunt and anus from behind. I left out the part about Millie inviting me to her upcoming orgy, and made no reference to Piper, her younger daughter.

When I was done, Hannah shook her head. “Holy hell… that’s the hottest fucking story I’ve ever heard.”

“You enjoyed it?”

“Oh, of course. So, um, how does it feel to have sex with a girl that young? How old is she, by the way? Can’t be more than thirteen.”

“She’s twelve… and as I said, I’m not her first.”

“No, her mom was.”

“How do you feel about that?”

“Truthfully? It turns me on more than I ever would have thought. Not that I ever wanted to fuck my mom, but it’s not like incest is a foreign idea to me.”

“Oh?”

“Yeah. More confession time, since we’re getting to know the real nitty-gritty about each other. I have a sister and a brother. Older brother by two years, younger sister by eighteen months.”

“And the two of you…?”

“From the time my brother was old enough to know how to seduce us – which, I have to say, wasn’t very difficult – we were all getting it on. He taught us what to do, then we did it to him. And each other.”

The researcher in me was emerging. “How old were the three of you?”

“Jake was twelve, I was ten, and Melinda had just turned nine when it began.” She was still gently rubbing her cunt through her jeans.

“How did it get started?”

She laughed. “I walked in on Jake in the bathroom when he was having a… private moment.”

“He was jerking off?”

“Yeah.”

“Did you know he was in there?”

“No. It was a totally innocent thing. He forgot to lock the door and I caught him.”

We sat there in silence for a moment. Then Hannah spoke up. “Suzanne?”

“Yes?”

“Just to let you know… if you ever get horny and want some company, check to see if I’m home. I miss sex with women.”

I smiled. She definitely wasn’t going to breathe a word of what she’d heard. “Okay.”

“And if you ever have a girl that age over here again, one who likes grown women… would you call me? I’ll stop whatever the fuck I’m doing and come by soon as I can.”

That intrigued me. Was she truly interested in fucking an underage girl? “Are you sure about that?”

Without a word, Hannah stood and pushed her shorts and panties to the floor, then sat back down. Her hand went to her pussy, which I noticed was waxed like mine, and began to rub.

“So sure, it has me worked up all over again just thinking about it. So tell me, Suzanne: what was it like, licking that cute little twelve-year-old’s pussy?”

“Honestly?”

She nodded.

“It was heaven.”

Hannah plopped back onto the sofa, rubbing herself even faster. Soon, she was coming, fingers a blur as she mauled the rosy flesh of her cunt.

Once she’d caught her breath, Hannah stood to pull up her shorts and panties. She did it casually, as if masturbating before an audience was something she did every day. “Well, I have to get back to Danny now,” she said. “If you listen, you’ll hear us fucking tonight. I won’t tell him why I’m so hot and bothered. Actually, he won’t even care why.” With a wink, she added, “I’ll be extra loud when I come, just for you.”

With that, she drew close and kissed me. It was a brief but fiery lover’s kiss, long enough for me to suck her tongue. Breaking away, she paused to smear her wet fingers on my mouth, giving me a sample of her honey.

As she made an exit, Hannah gave me a little wave. “Toodles.”

When the door clicked shut, I hastened to my bedroom, stripping naked as I went, savoring the trace of pussy Hannah left on my lips. She tasted divine, and I was already thinking about when I’d get to enjoy her from the source.

Falling back on the bed, I began to masturbate. Usually I preferred to take my time, but right then I wanted it hard, fast, and intense. I wondered if Hannah would hear me getting myself off, deciding it was fine if she did. It would just add fuel to her fire.

On to Chapter Four!