Juicy Secrets Forbidden Tales of Lesbian Love

by Suzy Freeman

Hello again. I am Suzanne Freeman, a student working toward a PhD in psychology. As part of my dissertation, I have interviewed a number of women who consider themselves as having a higher than usual sex drive that got its start when they were very young. Each subject met with me in a private setting to discuss her intimate experiences.

My first subject, Millie (last name withheld), initially met me in a fairly private section of a local park, where I interviewed her, recording our conversation. Much of this dissertation consists of these transcribed interviews.

For our next meeting, Millie and I met at my apartment. The following portion deals with the sexual precocity of her daughters, with whom she couples regularly. Her husband is fully aware of the intimacy she shares with their two daughters (Emily, twelve, and Piper, nine). He occasionally enjoys sexual touching and oral play with the girls, but those activities fall outside the scope of this dissertation.

NOTE: In the interview portions of this document, “Q” indicates either a question or statement from me, while “A” represents the subject (in this case, Millie). In this particular section, “E” indicates a response from Emily, and “P” serves a similar purpose for Piper. In an effort to provide clarity, much of this entry is in standard prose format, much as one would find in a work of fiction. As other people are introduced who are beyond the subject of the interviews, I use their first initial as an identifier when appropriate.

This session, my fourth interview with Millie, took place at her home in a quiet suburban area of the city. In addition to resuming our interview, I’d been invited over for the express purpose of engaging in lesbian sex with Millie and her daughters. Needless to say, I was most eager to accept.

***

Ringing the doorbell, I heard Millie call, “Come in, Suzanne.”

A wondrous sight awaited me when I made my entrance: Millie, Emily and Piper were all seated on a large forest-green sofa, completely nude. I was surprised, though hardly shocked. I’d seen Millie and Emily naked before (see Parts Two and Three of this study), but not little Piper, who had her feet on the sofa and both legs spread, putting her smooth slit on display. The mischievous cast to her eyes made it all too clear that this little girl knew exactly what she was doing.

I wanted to go down on my knees before her right then and take her sex into my mouth. Instead, I settled for giving the child a warm smile before greeting my hostess.

***

Q: Hello again, Millie. I see your daughters are ready for the fun to begin…

A: Yes, they are! When I told Piper you would be visiting, she broke into a dance. She loves going down on a woman she’s never tasted before.

P: Are you gonna get naked now, too?

Q: Do you want me to?

P: Of course! How can I lick your pussy if you have all your clothes on?

A: Patience, dear. We’ve got all afternoon to enjoy ourselves.

E: Can we undress you, Miss Suzanne?

Q: Of course.

***

At this point, the girls began to remove my clothing. I hadn’t worn a bra that day in anticipation of the pleasures to come. In fact, all I wore was a loose top, shorts, panties and sandals, so Emily and Piper had me stripped naked in less than sixty seconds. At this point, they stepped back to admire my nude form. I‘d taken the time to shave and wax for this little adventure, and the girls were fascinated by my baby-smooth mons.

I was more than ready to fuck, but thought it best to spend some time interviewing the family first. If we got right into the sex, I’d end up too dazed and winded to get the details I wanted. There was a plush accent chair facing Millie and her girls, with a towel spread out in the seat. It was obviously meant for me, so I sat down, keeping my legs apart.

***

Q: May I ask the two of you some questions before we begin?

(Emily and Piper exchanged a glance, then agreed. As I commenced the interview, it didn’t escape my attention that both girls began to gently fondle themselves.)

Q: Emily, we’ll start with you. What is your earliest sexual memory? That doesn’t mean you necessarily knew it was sexual at the time. I’m looking for that first moment when you realized certain touches felt good in a special way, or the sight of someone naked gave you a warm feeling inside.

E: I remember when I was really little, Mommy came into my bedroom and asked me if I ever touched myself down there so that it felt good. I told her yes, I had. She asked me if I’d let her watch me doing it, so she could tell if I was touching the right way. That was okay with me, so I took off my panties, lay down on the bed and started to touch my pussy, but then Mommy asked if she could do it for me, and I said she could.

A: Honestly, I hadn’t planned to do anything like that to Emily, but when she spread her legs apart and began to masturbate… Well, it got me so aroused that I wanted to scream. By then, I’d known for a few years that I felt a sexual attraction to my girls, but I had a firm grip on that desire – or so I thought. All of a sudden, I had to touch my little girl’s cunt. Had to.

E: So, yeah, Mommy started rubbing me there, and it felt loads better than when I did it. After a while, she said something about how pretty my pussy was, then she bent down and kissed it!

Q: Oh, my. Were you surprised?

E: Well, sure. I didn’t know anyone did stuff like that! Anyway, Mommy asked if I liked it, and I told her yes. Then she asked if she could kiss it more, and I told her that was okay. She gave me a few more kisses, but  It wasn’t long before she was licking me… and oh my GOSH, did that ever feel good! It just kept getting better and better, too, until… I don’t know, it was like turned into light or something. Mommy told me that feeling was called an orgasm.

A: And I’ve been licking you ever since, haven’t I?

E: (giggling) Right!

Q: What about you, Piper? What’s your earliest sexual memory?

P: I don’t remember how old I was. Real little.

E: Is this about our first time, Pipes?

P: Uh-huh.

E: I think you were three or four then. I was six or seven.

P: Sounds right. Well, Em told me she could show me something that felt better than anything in the whole world, so of course I wanted to know all about it. She had us get naked, which we did a lot anyway, and then she started licking me down there. At first I thought it was totally gross, ‘cause that’s where I pee from, but Em said it tasted wonderful. It sure felt great, I remember that! I don’t remember if I licked her that time, but after that we always did it to each other.

Q: Do you remember if you had an orgasm?

P: Not for a while. I think the first time was when I was five.

Q: How did that happen?

P: Oh, Mommy was licking me.

Q: How nice. Your mother gave you your first orgasm, then.

P: Yep. And I’ve been having them ever since!

Q: Millie, were you okay with Emily making love to her little sister?

A: Of course! She even asked permission, and I gave it. I think my exact words were, “Go for it, girl!”

Q: Just for the sake of the data, how old were the girls when their father became involved?

A: (Thinks before responding) I think he became involved when they were seven and ten. (Turns to her daughters) Does that sound about right?

E: Yeah. He came home from work early and caught us in bed. I thought he might be mad, but he wasn’t.

Q: Okay. It’s not a part of this study, so that’s all I need to know about him. And you girls don’t mind what he does with you?

P: No.

E: No. But we like it lots more with Mommy. Other girls, too.

P: And women. (Giggles)

E: Yeah, and women.

A: So, is that enough information for today? Shall we get the party started?

Q: Yes! (By then, I was very turned on by what the girls had told me, and watching them toy with their bare slits so casually only made me hotter.)

Note: The following will be presented in standard prose style, like a story. I used my phone to record the video of the events and I have transcribed them based on the visual record.

***

Emily and Piper rose from their seats and stepped up to me. Perching on the left arm of my chair, Emily bent down to take my nipple into the warmth of her mouth. I gazed down into her beautiful blue eyes as she began to suck, and for a moment I was head over heels in love, as if Emily was my own child seeking nourishment.

Piper got down on her knees before me and began to lick and kiss my tummy. She spent nearly a minute probing my navel, pressing her tongue into it as if demonstrating what she intended to do to my cunt. I was positively wired with anticipation.

I glanced over at Millie, who was watching the show and masturbating, a leg draped over the arm of a large, overstuffed accent chair. It was plain to see she intended to watch for now and join in later, so I shifted my full attention to her daughters.

After a moment, Piper nuzzled her way down to my pussy and began to apply the gentlest of kisses to my clitoris. Those gentle pecks gradually intensified until she was feasting on my cunt, using her tongue on me like a swiftly flickering paintbrush.

Fluids oozed from my vagina to be gulped down by the nine-year-old nymphet, though an occasional trickle escaped her lips to flow into the crack of my ass. Piper’s eyes were closed, but I saw enough of her face to be put in mind of someone savoring a scrumptious treat. Occasionally, she would open them to take a good look at my pussy before getting back to work. The child’s obvious pleasure turned me on even more than her busy tongue.

With Piper licking my clit and Emily switching her mouth from one nipple to the other, I was in heaven, my first climax of the day steadily approaching. I had no idea how many orgasms I was going to have, but I could already tell this one was going to be, for want of a better word, a real doozy.

Movement caught my eye, and I noticed Millie rising from her chair. She got down on the floor with her face beneath Piper’s butt, grasped her daughter’s hips and drew them down to her face. I couldn’t see her take that first lick, but I saw a hard jerk run through Piper’s body; heard the child’s ecstatic gasp. The loving attention she was receiving from Mommy seemed to intensify her own lust, and she began eating me as if possessed, all but assaulting my cunt with her mouth and tongue.

I felt Emily’s body shudder, and a glance told me Piper was fingering her big sister while she licked me. The sight was enough to set me off, the sudden rush of orgasm seizing my body in a crushing grip. Tremors and jolts of pleasure raced through me; hoarse cries broke from my throat.

In the midst of ecstasy, I realized Piper was coming as well, and opened my eyes to watch it happen. She shook and heaved, but somehow managed to keep eating my pussy through her climax. It delighted me to think my orgasm might have helped Piper to reach hers.

Once she’d recovered, a sleepy-eyed Piper crawled into my lap and nestled there like a baby, latching her mouth to my left breast. It was such a beautiful moment that I found myself shedding a few joyful tears.

As for Emily, she seized the opportunity to drop down to the floor and embrace her mother. Cradling Piper to my chest, I watched as Millie and Emily quickly arranged themselves in a sixty-nine. It was easy to see that mother and daughter had given each other oral many times before.

Watching her sister and mother make love, Piper lay cuddled against me, casually toying with my right nipple, which stood at rigid attention. Despite my having gone off like a rocket mere moments earlier, those familiar twinges of desire were making themselves known all over again.

Soon, Millie began to come. This caused her to redouble her efforts as she licked her pubescent daughter, and a few seconds later, Emily was gasping through her own release. Millie’s lips were dripping with nectar, as was Emily’s slit, and I found myself thirsting for a taste. I was the only one there who had yet to eat pussy, and I was aching for it.

We rested in silence for a few minutes, Millie said, “Anyone else thirsty?”

“I sure am!” Piper exclaimed.

“Me too,” said Emily, and I replied with a grateful nod.

“Say no more,” Millie replied, getting to her feet and taking a long leisurely stretch. “Care for a glass of wine, Suzanne? I’ve got a lovely Cabernet.”

“Just ice water for me, thanks,” I replied.

“Girls? Lemonade for you?” Emily and Piper happily assented, and their mother padded into the kitchen. I turned off my phone’s video recorder to save power, intending to start it up again before we started off another round of sex.

Out of nowhere, the doorbell rang. I froze. Who could be stopping by now? We were all naked in the front room, which surely reeked of pussy. A mere glance through the door would tell anyone what I’d been up to – namely, sex with underage girls

To my surprise, Emily jumped to her feet and hastened to the entrance, where she peered through the peephole, announced, “Mom? They’re here!” and flung the door open. Two women and three girls were standing outside.

Numb with horror, I scrambled to conceal my nudity, but Piper grasped my arm to stop me. “It’s okay, Miss Suzanne. Don’t be scared, it’s just my aunts and cousins! Mommy said they should come by while you were here to have some more fun.”

That calmed me a bit, but my heart was still pounding as I watched the new arrivals enter. All eyes were on me, and I felt ridiculously self-conscious. It wasn’t every day I got interrupted after sex with another woman and her daughters. In fact, I’d never been walked in on after sex, not since my mother caught me masturbating at age twelve. The memory of that awful moment flashed into my mind, and the awkwardness I felt seemed to double.

“Didn’t I tell you they were coming by?” Millie asked, looking flustered.

“Uh…no. You didn’t.”

“Oh, my. I’m so sorry, Suzy! Honestly, I was sure I had. Er, I hope you don’t mind…”

I tried to keep my feelings under wraps, but honestly, I could’ve throttled Millie right then. She’d nearly given me a heart attack! “No, not really. I just wish you’d prepared me. It’s all right.”

As I spoke, the youngest of the girls walked up to me, casually stripping off her clothing along the way until she stood before me completely naked, her smooth vulva a pronounced bulge that begged for the caress of my tongue..

“I’m Melinda. Whath your name?” she said.

Squatting down, I gave this pretty child my warmest smile. “I’m Suzy, a friend of your Aunt Millie. And she tells me you’re six years old. Is that right?”

“Yeth.” Oh, my, her lisp was adorable!

I turned to the other girls. “And you’re Lori and Riley, right?”

“Yes,” Lori said, the older of the two.

“And you’re, um…”

“I’m eleven. Riley’s nine,” Lori said. She was at least three inches taller than her sister, obviously the more mature of the two.

Their mothers, Millie’s sisters, stepped forward to offer their hands. I took each one in turn as they introduced themselves as Randi and Cassie.

Randi, the older of the two, said, “Millie, I can’t believe you didn’t tell her we were coming over. She must have been terrified!”

“It’s fine,” I said. “I was shocked for a moment when Emily flung the door open with all of us naked and, well, looking like we just had sex. But I’m fine now. I should have recognized you both as her sisters.”

“As sisters, we’re a lot closer than most,” Cassie said, a twinkle in her eyes.

“You’d be surprised,” I said. “I’m doing research on women who have powerful sex drives, and from the questionnaires I’ve received, I’d say the number of sisters who engage in lesbian incest is far greater than most people think.”

“Really?” said Randi. “I always suspected that, but I’ve never met anyone who was doing research on the subject.”

Warming to the topic, I said, “Actually, that’s just a sort of sub-topic of my study. Mostly, I’m looking at the effects of a strong sex drive in children, and how it manifests itself in their adult sexuality. The truth is, I’m finding that nearly all the women who admit to having had a powerful sex drive at an early age would engage in some kind of lesbian activity with their sisters. If they had sisters, that is. The same goes for girls and their brothers, though that isn’t part of my study.”

“I think I need to have a talk with my friend Erica,” said Cassie. “She’s been sex crazy since kindergarten, I swear… and she grew up with two sisters and twin brothers!”

Randi joined in the laughter. “Christ, it must’ve been a nonstop orgy for that bunch.”

Cassie snorted. “Knowing Erica, she probably fucked all four of them!”

That put me in mind of a certain study subject, the woman who I planned to interview next. Her name was Erica, and she did, in fact, have four siblings, two sisters and two brothers. Her initial responses seemed to indicate that she had indeed indulged in sexual games with them at an early age.

I said nothing, of course, but did wonder if this might be the same Erica the ladies spoke of.

“So, shall we get comfortable?” Randi asked, glancing around the room.

“By all means,” said Millie. “That is, if you intend to enjoy yourselves.”

“Oh, we do!” Randi declared. She turned to Cassie and the sisters kissed, a long, lingering kiss with lots of tongue action. Randi’s daughters drew together and did the same. They began to undress themselves and each other until everyone in the room was naked and ready for action.

“Leth play with Aunt Millie’th friend!” little Melinda exclaimed, pointing at me.

This suggestion certainly seemed to find favor with the others. Randi, Cassie and their daughters all approached the sofa where I sat.

It occurred to me that this could have been planned beforehand. Even little Melinda seemed to know her part. She looked up at her mother and said, “Now?”

“Yes, sweetie. Now,” Cassie answered.

Melinda leaned in, took my left nipple into her mouth and began to suck, then Cassie latched on to the other. Going down on her knees, Randi slid her hands beneath my ass and pulled it forward until she had complete access to my twin holes. She placed her mouth on my anus and began to tongue me there. Lori stretched out on the sofa and started licking my pussy from the right hand side. Riley took the left side and applied her tongue to me as well. The girls seemed to be dueling to see which one could make me come first, shifting from my vagina to my labia to my clit and back again.

Five females, all blood relations, working together to give me pleasure such as I’d never experienced. Oh, I’d had my share of threesomes and even the occasional foursome, but five lovers servicing me at the same time was downright unearthly. To say I was feeling like I’d died and gone to heaven would be as meaningless as claiming the sun was a trifle hot.

A glance across the room told me Millie and her daughters were cuddled up together in the large accent chair, enjoying the show. I suppose Emily and Piper got restless and eager to join in, because they were suddenly standing on either side of me, nuzzling my face. Parting my lips, I met Millie’s daughters in a passionate three-way kiss.

Now, seven women and girls were making love to me. It was an incredible experience, but I felt a longing to give pleasure as well as receive it. Well, there was Millie, still in the chair, legs spread wide as she masturbated. Between kisses from her girls, I told her, “Come here, Millie. Let me touch your cunt.”

There wasn’t much room, and my view of Millie was mostly blocked by her daughters’ heads as they continued to kiss me, but she managed to get close enough that I could slip two fingers inside her, then start thrusting them in and out.

It occurred to me that this would have made an excellent photograph, but I’d not set my phone back up after my previous round of sex with Millie and her girls. I still did my best to picture what it would look like if someone entered the room and found us going at it.

The sheer eroticism of that image was enough to set me off. My orgasm pounded through me like an earthquake. I must have come for over a minute; or at least it seemed that way.

Utterly done in, I slumped back where I sat while the others paired off and began to couple with one another. Millie was licking eleven-year-old Lori, while Cassie and her niece Emily lay down side by side on the carpet and drifted into a deep kiss. Piper seated herself in a nearby recliner and presented her flat chest to Riley, who applied her tongue to the child’s nipples. Seating herself on the sofa, Randi pulled her niece Melinda into her lap.

I wanted to taste Melinda, the littlest of all the girls. She’d been the first of Millie’s surprise guests to greet me, and the first to undress. And there she was, seated in her Aunt Randi’s lap, the bare cleft of her sex on display. I had to lick her.

While Randi kissed her niece’s neck, her hands gliding up and down that exquisitely childish body, I went down on my knees before Melinda and took the six-year-old’s slit into my mouth, easing the tip of my tongue into her. She tasted heavenly, her opening parting for me as I licked and sucked.

The tiny, exposed jewel of Melinda’s clitoris was now pressed between my tongue and her pubic bone. I used my index finger to circle the entrance to her vagina without penetrating her, wondering if she’d ever had anything inside her before.

Randi seemed to sense my thoughts. “You can fuck her, but only with one finger,” she said, then gave my anus another long, lustful lick. I smiled into Melinda’s baby-smooth cleft and, after moistening my index finger, inserted it into her vagina. The tender folds parted, easily allowing my entrance.

Melinda squirmed and whimpered, overwhelmed by the pleasure I was giving her. It was an erotic experience beyond compare. Ever since I first identified as a lesbian, my deepest desires had revolved around making love to little girls. Now I was living out my fantasies many times over, with five enchanting nymphs to enjoy.

I knew the child’s orgasm was imminent when her hips began to buck. This was followed by a violent shudder, accompanied by a long, drawn-out cry that rose to a scream, then she slumped back into her mother’s arms. I gave Melinda a moment to recover, then raised myself to kiss her, allowing my tongue to dart between her parted lips. She eagerly matched my passion..

She was dreamy-eyed, but I wasn’t sure if it signified lust or sleepiness. Placing a tiny peck on the tip of the child’s nose, I whispered, “I loved doing that to you.”

She smiled at me. “I loved it too.”

Telling Melinda goodbye with one last kiss, I moved to Riley and Piper, both nine and, according to Millie, born only a month apart. They were busy fingering each other. These two could have been twins instead of cousins, given how similar their bare pussies were.

I had yet to fuck Riley, so I bent to apply my tongue to her clit. She immediately began to squirm when my tongue joined Piper’s finger. “Yes! Lick me!” she exclaimed. I did as she asked, and soon, she went off in what seemed to be a full-body orgasm. She shook and shivered as ecstasy claimed her.

Once she’d sagged into her cousin’s arms, I delved between Piper’s thin thighs and began to love her the same way. Riley’s hand had gone slack, so I placed my finger at the entrance to Piper’s vagina and gently slipped it into her body, using my thumb to brush her clitoris.

Like Riley, Piper began to respond immediately to what I was doing. It took less than sixty seconds for her to reach climax, her second of the day. She cried, “Oh, oh, oh!” as she came, thrusting herself against my busy hand.

I could hear the sounds of ecstasy around me, and sat up to watch. It was the erotic spectacle of a lifetime, a family of women and girls immersing themselves in the delights of lesbian incest.

I’ve never enjoyed that kind of intimacy, despite having huge crushes on my mother and my older sister not long after reaching puberty. To this day, I still occasionally masturbate to fantasies of them both.

I hugged Piper and Riley to me while the others continued to make love. Within a few minutes, everyone had come at least once. We were scattered through the room, some on the furniture, some on the carpet, all basking in the aftermath of good sex.

We took a break to refresh ourselves, and after a drink, I reluctantly announced that I had to leave. The girls were especially unhappy about that, and I explained my need to get home and begin transcribing what I could of this encounter, especially since I didn’t get anything recorded after Millie’s sisters and nieces joined the party. I would have to depend on my memory, which is very good but not photographic. Accuracy is crucial in this kind of study.

I was the only one to dress. Just before leaving my new friends, I took a moment to say goodbye to each one, sharing kisses both tender and passionate.

When I kissed Millie, she took my hand, murmuring, “Don’t be a stranger, Suzy. You’ll always be welcome at our family get-togethers. In fact, I’ll let you know when we’re planning the next one.”

“I’d love that,” I told her, and she kissed me again.

Emily bashfully asked if I’d ever be willing to have a sleepover with her. Piper quickly expressed interest, and the other three girls loved the idea as well. Their mothers left the possibility open, but something told me I’d very likely be hosting a slumber party of underage lesbians very soon.

As I drove home, I found myself fantasizing about what might happen at such an overnighter, which left me aroused all over again. I ended up unfastening my pants as the garage door closed behind me and masturbating to a frenzied orgasm in the driver’s seat.

Upon catching my breath, I went inside, took a quick shower, then wrote up my account of what had just taken place with Millie and her extended family. The next day, I put the finishing touches on this part of my study.

I’ve been thinking more and more about that sleepover with Millie’s daughters and nieces. Perhaps I’ll give Emily a call and make the invitation official.

***

Note: This concludes the interview sessions with Millie and her daughters. The next section of the study will involve the aforementioned Erica. We have an interview scheduled a few days from now. For our initial session, she has agreed to meet me at her apartment.

On to Chapter Five!