Juicy Secrets Forbidden Tales of Lesbian Love

By Naughty Mommy

Fifteen minutes later they returned, coming through the front door into the other room. I could hear Kate and Molly gushing about how great the Cirque du Soleil show was. Then they all walked through the open adjoining door between our rooms.

“How are you feeling, honey?” asked my mom.

“Okay,” I answered, in a weak voice.

She sat on the bed and placed her hand on my forehead, acting worried. “I don’t think you have a temperature now, at least. How does your throat feel?”

“It’s a little better.”

She told my sisters she had decided I should sleep in the other room with her tonight. “So, you two will share this room, okay?”

Then my mother looked at me and said, “I told the girls as we were driving back that you got pretty hot earlier tonight, and I thought you might have a fever.”

Pretty hot is right, I thought, trying hard not to smile.

My sisters were quite happy to get the hotel room all to themselves like big girls, although they both expressed concern for me. I thanked them and went into the other room with my mother.

After a few minutes, my mom went to check on Molly and Kate. She made sure they had brushed their teeth, then tucked them in, kissed them goodnight, and left the room, turning out the light and closing the adjoining door.

I had already climbed into the second bed in my mother’s room. When she saw that, she smiled and came over to sit beside me. She kissed my lips, whispering, “Baby girl, I want us to sleep together tonight, in the same bed.”

That made me really excited, because we had never done that before, at least not since I was very little. As I started to get up, she said, quietly, “And, sweetie, do me a favor and take off your jammies too, okay?”

Smiling, I quickly pulled them off, then got happily into the other bed, her bed, and watched while my mother took off her clothes, slipped into a sexy nightgown, and washed her face and brushed her teeth.

Before getting into bed with me, she put on a little more of that perfume that I loved so much, then removed her nightgown, turned off the lamp, and slid naked under the sheets with me.

She held me very close to her. We cuddled for a few minutes as she tenderly kissed me. I loved the warm, soft feel of her bare skin on mine, and the scent of her exciting perfume.

Then she propped herself up on an elbow and looked searchingly into my eyes.

After a moment, she whispered, “Julie, darling, I want to make sure you’re all right about the things we did earlier tonight with Kim. And not only tonight, but also with, you know, all the things we did at home that night with Danni and Tracy and Melissa.”

She kissed me on the nose. “I realize that some of this stuff is pretty intense, and it could be too much for a young girl.”

“It’s okay, Mommy.”

She seemed very concerned. “I really want to be certain that it is. Sometimes I just… I get so excited that I start to lose control of myself. Like tonight, I probably let things go a little farther than I normally would. I hope it didn’t upset you or anything. Are you sure you’re okay?”

“Yes, I’m fine, Mom, I love being with you that way. It makes me happy.”

“I’m glad,” said my mother, kissing my cheek. “It makes me happy too. I’ve been worrying about it though. All the way driving to get the girls and then coming back tonight, I kept thinking that maybe we’d gone too far this time and it might have frightened you or something.”

I turned toward her, taking her face in my hands.

“Mom,” I whispered, “I promise, you can never go too far with me. I want it all. I really do. I want everything. So please don’t worry.”

She gazed at me for a moment in the dim light. “Julie, I love you so much.”

“I love you too, Mommy.”

She kissed me softly on the mouth, then bent down and gently kissed my nipple. After a few more tender kisses on the lips, we just held each other, cuddling, and soon fell asleep.

* * *

In the middle of the night, I woke up. Someone was behind me in the bed, moving around, panting and gasping. I quickly realized that it was my mom, of course.

I was on my side, facing away from her. I turned my head to ask if she was okay.

“Kiss me, Julie,” she said. “Kiss me!”

I rolled over toward her, put my hand on her cheek and kissed her lips while she masturbated.

My mother shoved her tongue into my mouth and immediately started to come.

It was a long, rolling orgasm for her. We kept kissing and she kept fingering herself, and it seemed like she had several climaxes. I held her, putting my hand on her breast and fondling her erect nipple. That made her even more excited.

After several minutes, she began settling down. I laid beside her and waited to see what she would do next.

What she did next is wipe the sweat from her face. “Wow,” she said. “That was intense.”

I waited some more.

She pushed down the sheets and fanned herself with her hand. She took several deep breaths and finally seemed to be under control again. “I’m sorry, sweetie, that I woke you up.”

“It’s fine,” I giggled, “you can wake me up like that any time you want.”

She giggled with me and we snuggled together.

“What happened,” she began, “was that I had this dream, an erotic, sexy dream. And I woke up and I was really wet, and I started touching myself. God, it was so hot. Whew!”

She was quiet for a minute, and then I asked, “What was the dream about?”

“It was, it was, um,” she stammered, “I, I’m not really sure I should tell you, honey.”

“Oh, come on, Mom, after everything else you’ve let me do with you?”

My mother giggled again and took a deep breath. “Well, okay, I suppose you’re right.”

She turned on her side to face me. “In the dream, I was in bed with you. Except it was not only with you, but also with Kate and Molly. All four of us in one bed. We were all naked, and the three of you, you and your sisters, were kissing me, getting me excited, rubbing your little hands all over my naked body, everywhere.”

“Wow,” I whispered, “but Kate’s only 10, and Molly just barely turned 8.”

“I know, honey, but after all, you’re only 12 years old yourself. And besides, it was just a dream. We can’t control the things we dream, but sometimes we can enjoy them very much. Like I did tonight.”

“So you liked it?” I asked. “In the dream, I mean, when all three of us were kissing you and touching you that way?”

“Yes, I liked it very much. It made me so excited. I can’t remember if I had an orgasm in the dream, but like I said, I was very wet when I woke up, and I was already on the edge of a climax. So I started touching myself, and then you woke up.”

“That’s a pretty hot dream, Mom.” I imagined my two little sisters naked in bed with us, all three of us touching my mother’s body at once, playing with her, kissing her, stimulating her sexually.

“Did you, um,” I began, “did you touch us, too, in your dream?”

“Yes, I did. I did. I touched you everywhere, all three of you. It was so exciting.”

My mother had started rubbing her pussy again. She looked into my eyes. “Will you masturbate with me, honey?”

“Right now?”

“Yes, I want to make myself come once more, and I would love it if I could watch you play with yourself and we could come at the same time.”

I agreed right away and we began. I was totally turned on by the story of her dream, the naughty, forbidden idea of a mother getting excited when her three little daughters — none older than 12! — are in bed with her, caressing her naked body.

Just thinking about that made my pussy very wet, and I was sure it would be easy for me to get close as we laid in bed facing each other and started rubbing ourselves.

My mom had already pushed down the sheets, and there was enough light in the room that we could see each other’s bodies and what we were doing. I watched as she held her breast in her hand and squeezed the nipple with her fingers while her other hand was working between her legs. She looked at my face and at my little breasts, but mostly down at my crotch, where I was rubbing my clit with one hand and the opening of my vagina with the other hand. She sometimes would lean in and kiss me on the lips, but mostly we just played with ourselves and gazed at each other, a sexy 31-year-old mom and her 12-year-old daughter watching and masturbating.

It didn’t take long for either of us to get very close. I could hear the sound of my mother’s fingers moving rapidly and wetly inside her cunt as she fucked herself, and I could tell by her breathing that she was on the verge of an orgasm. That made me want to come too, and I rubbed my clit a little harder and then I was ready.

“Mommy… I… I…” I whispered.

She held a finger to my lips. “Wait, baby.”

Then she asked me to turn onto my back, which I did, and she started to get on top of me. “Open up your legs, honey, open them wide.”

I did that too.

“Now touch yourself again,” she whispered.

My mother laid on me, kissing me, opening her lips and slipping her tongue into my mouth. I felt her breasts pressing against mine, and as we both reached down between our legs to continue masturbating, our hands touched. Our bodies were so close together that each time I moved my hand, or she moved hers, we were actually touching both pussies at once!

I was super excited by this and started rubbing myself harder. I could feel my mom’s pussy against the back of my hand, and I even tried to push up against her a little bit as I was rubbing my clit. Her sex felt hot and wet.

My mother’s hand was moving fast between her legs. She was fucking herself, and each time she moved her fingers in and out, they bumped against my vagina.

I was getting so close.

“Are you going to come?” she asked.

“Uh-huh.”

“Come for Mommy. Rub your little pussy and make yourself come for Mommy!”

And when I heard her say that, I did start to come.

My mother’s orgasm arrived at the same time as mine. She thrust her crotch against mine, and the only thing separating my mom’s pussy from my pussy was our hands. Our fingers entwined as we climaxed together. Our juices flowed and mixed. She put her mouth over mine and kissed me.

When we both finished coming, my mother lifted my hand and hers to our mouths, and we licked our wet fingers as we kissed — and now my mom’s hot pussy was right on top of mine.

We kissed for a long time that way, pressing our naked bodies close together, until finally my mother pulled gently away and whispered that we both needed to get some sleep.

“Okay, Mommy. I love you.”

She smiled and nuzzled her nose against mine. She kissed me once more, and then slid off of me. I turned on my side, and we spooned.

My mother took me in her arms, one hand holding my little breast, the other around my waist. She placed a few more soft kisses on my neck, and then, as I listened, her breathing gradually grew quieter. She was falling asleep.

I wasn’t able to go to sleep right away, though.

I couldn’t stop thinking about the erotic dream she’d had of me and my sisters in bed with her, touching her. Could that ever really happen? Maybe not, but then, it was pretty unlikely that I would have started doing what I was doing. So, why couldn’t they do the same things as me someday? And why couldn’t we do even more than that?

What would it be like, I wondered, if Kate was to join us in the ‘game’ my mother and I played together? I recalled that the first time I’d done it with my mom, about a year and a half earlier, I had been only 10 years old. And Kate was now 10. In fact, she was 10 and a half.

I thought about my sister. Her body was changing. Her boobs were already as big as mine, if not bigger. Did she have any pubic hair yet? Did she sometimes touch herself at night and get wet?

I wasn’t sure, but it made me excited to picture Kate that way. I was kind of thinking that maybe I should masturbate again, but my mother was sleeping so soundly next to me that I didn’t want to wake her up.

Instead, I just laid there in the dark and started replaying in my mind all the things my mom and I had done earlier that night with Kim. I thought about the many times and all the different ways we’d made ourselves and each other come. I tried to count how many total orgasms there were, between us. It was hard to remember all of it in detail, though, because some of it was sort of blurry, and as I mused, I gradually fell asleep.

Continue on to Chapter 17

By Naughty Mommy

Kim looked into my eyes as she gyrated her cunt against my mother’s. She stared at my naked body, and said, “I’m fucking your mother, little girl, I’m fucking your mother!”

“Fuck her hard,” I told her. “Fuck my mommy and make her come!”

My mother cried out. She was climaxing again, her second orgasm in less than a minute.

Kim was coming too. They came at the same time.

I rubbed my pussy and pinched my nipples as I watched, and although I wasn’t close to another climax, I felt a thrill course through my body. How lucky I was, I thought to myself, to be so very close to my mother, and to be allowed to be with her and all these beautiful young women during their steamy sexual encounters.

After such an extremely passionate and energetic fucking session, they both needed a short rest. It wasn’t long, though, probably not more than thirty seconds, before my mom told Kim she was ready for more. She wanted to eat her pussy. She asked Kim to sit on her face.

Kim, who had collapsed next to my mother on the bed, smiled at her and nodded eagerly.

As the naked woman began to move into position, my mom shifted around a bit until she was laying directly between my spread legs with her head pushed up against my crotch.

Kim was getting on top of her, placing herself where my mother could lick her, but in order for her to move in close enough, I had to raise my legs and extend them over Kim’s thighs as she knelt above my mother’s face. This put Kim’s body right up next to mine.

It was awkward at first, but once we got arranged, it was incredibly exciting for me. I was so close to Kim, I could look at her, smell her, I could grab her tits if I felt like it. Plus, my mom’s head was pressing into my vagina!

I looked down and watched as Kim lowered her pussy onto my mom’s mouth. My mother started licking Kim. The girl used her fingers to open her labia, giving my mom full access to her sex. As she felt the warm tongue probing her, I heard Kim moan softly.

Then she said, “Can I kiss your daughter?”

My mom stopped licking long enough to say, “Yes, it’s fine if you kiss her, but that’s all. No touching.” The familiar rule.

Kim had a trick, though. She smiled at me, looked down at my lips, and then we started kissing. Her lips were soft, she smelled sweet, and her tongue eagerly explored my young mouth.

But the best part was that as she was kissing me, while at the same time rocking her pelvis to slide her cunt up and down over my mom’s lips and tongue, Kim slowly leaned into me, allowing her lovely breasts to brush up against mine, so her nipples were kissing my nipples.

We weren’t really touching, technically. Not with our hands, at least. But it was intensely arousing for me to have this girl kissing my mouth and gently rubbing her tits on mine.

My pussy was getting so wet… which, it occurred to me, had to mean I was getting my mother’s hair wet too. That idea was so deliciously naughty I just loved it.

Pinned as I was, though, between my mom’s head and the headboard, I was not in a position where I could reach down and touch myself, even though I was very excited and badly wanted to come.

But then I made a wonderful erotic discovery. In my agitated state of arousal, my body was moving on its own, and I suddenly realized that my clit and my vagina were getting stimulated, almost as if I was touching them with my hand.

What I discovered was that I could masturbate in a different way — by moving my pussy up and down against the top of my mother’s head!

It felt amazing. I pressed myself against my mom as I continued kissing Kim and feeling her tits rubbing on mine. All it took was a little bit of movement, just a steady rhythmic shifting of my groin, but as I kept it up, gradually increasing the pace, I knew I could make myself come that way.

Kim was moving more quickly too, on top of my mother. Her breath was coming fast. She broke off our kiss, pulled back slightly, and said, “Tell me you want me to come in your mommy’s mouth! Say it!”

That made it even better. I loved the way Kim kept involving me directly, even though I wasn’t actually making love with them. Not quite, anyway.

“Come in Mommy’s mouth,” I demanded. “I want you to come on her face! I want to watch you come all over my mommy!”

And she did, shivering and groaning and shuddering. She tried to keep her eyes open as she climaxed, tried to keep looking at me the whole time, but then the intensity was too much and she shut her eyes tightly, her face showing the heat of her passion.

“Come on her face!” I repeated — and suddenly it struck me that not only was this sexy girl coming on my mother’s face, but I was about to come in my mother’s hair, and with that dirty thought, I went over the edge.

What a super awesome thing that was, giving myself an orgasm by rubbing my pussy against my mom’s head. I was still very young, of course, and hadn’t yet discovered all of what life has to offer, but this was definitely a high point for me. A peak experience, a climax, you might say — ha ha ha!

I was coming, and Kim was coming at the same time, and we ended up sort of holding each other up while it happened. I’m not really sure, but I think there may have been some actual touching going on between us, my hands on her tits, or hers on mine, or both. It was all kind of a blur, and my mom’s face was pretty much buried underneath Kim, so she wouldn’t have known about it anyway.

Kim’s climax ended before mine, and when it did, she slid down until she was laying on top of my mother again. I was still coming, and as my mom shifted slightly to the side and lower on the bed, allowing me room to reach my pussy, I put both hands down there and rubbed myself some more to make my orgasm last longer.

After Kim revived, which never seemed to take her very long, she began kissing my mother on the mouth, but she also kept looking up at my wet pussy, staring at me as I caressed myself.

In between kisses, she said, “I really can’t believe I’m actually doing this. It’s just so incredible. I’m having fantastic sex with a totally hot woman, and I’m watching her naked 12-year-old daughter masturbate. Un-freakin’-believable.”

My mom chuckled, “Are you saying you don’t do this sort of thing all the time? Like once a week or something?”

“No,” smiled Kim, as she gave my mother another kiss. “Watching a little seventh grade girl make herself come while her mom eats my pussy — that’s definitely never happened to me before.”

“Well, I’m glad we hooked up. You’re an extremely desirable young woman,” my mom told her, rubbing her bottom. “Julie and I are very lucky we found you.”

Kim shook her head in amazement as she stared at me.

I’d finished my climax, but I kept on sliding my hands up and down between my pussy lips, just because I loved how nice it felt. I made sure to open my legs wide so Kim could see everything.

“Would you like to taste her?” asked my mom.

“What??”

“Would you like to taste Julie?”

“Um, you mean… taste your, your little girl’s pussy?!”

“Julie, honey, would you mind getting your fingers nice and wet and letting Kim have a taste?”

“Okay!” I said.

My hands were already very wet, so I didn’t have to do much. I dipped the tips of my fingers into the opening of my vagina one more time, just to be sure, and then put both hands in front of Kim’s mouth and let her taste me.

In fact, both Kim and my mom tasted me. They kissed each other’s mouths and sucked my fingers and licked my hands and shared the flavor of my pussy between them.

After this went on for a while, with me going back a few times to get my hands nice and wet again, my mom asked me if I would like to taste Kim too.

Of course, I said yes. Not just yes, but yes please!

Kim had another smart idea. She got up on her knees, next to me. I slid onto my back, resting my head on the bed. My mother turned on her side and moved in close to watch what we were doing.

As Kim was getting ready to position her pussy near my mouth, she stopped for a moment and just looked at me, at my nearly flat chest. She said to my mom, “When she’s laying down like that, it looks like she has no boobs at all. Like’s she’s just a little girl.”

My mother smiled. “She is a little girl.”

“I know, but I mean like she’s only 8 or 9 or something.” She gently laid her hand on my chest, between my nipples, and slowly slid it down to my belly, then back up to my chest. “So smooth…”

She looked into my eyes, leaned over and kissed me tenderly on the lips, and said, “You make me so wet.”

Then she did the most amazing thing. She actually straddled my head, kneeling directly over me, placing her beautiful pussy right in front of me. I could hardly believe this was happening. I felt my face burning with excitement and I grabbed her bottom, squeezing it, heedless of the rules.

Kim started to masturbate as I stared at her sex. It was so incredibly hot! This cute girl with a really nice body was rubbing her clit and opening her pussy lips and putting her fingers inside herself, and she was doing it just so I could watch her and taste her!

Within only a minute, or maybe less, Kim was almost ready to come. She was panting and moaning, fucking herself with her fingers, moving them in and out really fast, and looking down at my mouth — which was right under her pussy — and then she said, “Here I come, here I come, oh god I…”

Suddenly something happened I’d never seen before. As the girl climaxed, she actually sprayed on me. A spurt of moisture came shooting out of her pussy and landed on my face. She groaned and kept moving her fingers in and out of her cunt, faster and faster, and then it happened again. Another spurt, another splash on my face. She really was coming on me!!!

My mom was right next to us the whole time, watching closely, and getting very excited. She was masturbating too. When Kim sprayed on me the second time, that made my mother come.

Above me, Kim was shuddering and gasping, two fingers pressed deep inside her dripping pussy. She seemed to be in the middle of a long, rolling orgasm. I had to blink to clear my vision. Some of the spray had landed in my eyes. It was all over my face, but I didn’t mind a bit. I licked my lips, tasting her.

Finally Kim was calm enough that she was able to open her eyes and look down at me. “Oh my god, did I just come on you?” she asked. “On your face?”

I smiled and nodded, caressing her bottom as I licked my lips again. The girl slowly withdrew her fingers from her pussy and raised them to her mouth, tasting herself.

Then my mom, who had just climaxed while watching us, leaned in close and began licking and kissing my lips. That meant her face was also right next to Kim’s crotch, and as we were kissing, my mother would turn every second or third kiss to lick Kim’s cunt, sliding her tongue up and down the girl’s slit, soaking up her juices, and then put her tongue back in my mouth, letting me share the taste.

My mother and I kissed like that for a long time, enjoying the girl’s delicious pussy juice. Kim watched us, and soon she began fingering her clit.

“Kiss your Mommy, little girl,” she moaned as she masturbated, “kiss your Mommy while she’s licking me.”

A minute later Kim was climaxing again. This orgasm was not as intense as the one before, and she didn’t spray me again, but it was really exciting to watch her come while my mom was licking her pussy right in front of my face and kissing me at the same time.

When she finished, Kim slid her body down until she was resting half on top of me, her thigh laying over mine, and kissed my mouth. My mom shifted around on my other side so she was laying the same way, half on top of me, and she was kissing me as well.

Kim put her fingers down between her legs, then brought them up to my mouth, giving me more of her juices to taste. My mother did the same thing, dipping her fingers into her own cunt and bringing them to my mouth. So then I reached down to my pussy, got my fingers wet, and lifted them to my lips.

They were both kissing me, and my mom and Kim were kissing each other too. We all were sharing the taste of pussy, three pussies, kissing each other’s mouths, rubbing our lips and tongues together. It was so unbelievably sexy, almost like I was making love with both of them at the same time.

As we continued kissing and licking, my mother began sliding her cunt up and down along my leg, just above my knee. Soon she was moving faster that way, while kissing Kim and me at the same time, and she was starting to breathe hard, like she was getting close to an orgasm.

Kim realized what my mom was doing, and then she started doing it too!

This was yet another new thing for me. My mother was fucking my thigh, and in fact, I had two woman fucking my legs at once!

They rubbed themselves against me, harder and faster. I could feel their slippery wetness on my skin, and the heat of their pussies. By now, they’d stopped kissing as they each focused on making themselves come from fucking my leg.

My mother started climaxing first, and then Kim, just after her.

Looking straight into my eyes, my mom said, “Julie, honey, I’m coming on y— AHH!!!!”

Kim, with both hands under my thigh, gripping me to give herself even tighter contact, humped my leg faster and faster until she began coming too. She suddenly straightened herself up, shoved her cunt hard against me, and cried out.

I had two naked women on top of my little body, both of them climaxing loudly. I just laid there and watched, amazed — and also very aroused.

My mom finished and fell against me, limp. Kim finished a moment later, and she too fell onto me.

Thoroughly exhausted, they lay panting on top of me.

I held them, gently stroking their backs, feeling their hot sweaty skin, wishing so much that one of them — or both of them — would kiss my nipples and suck on them, then touch my pussy and make me come.

After a while, though, my mom looked at the clock radio by the bed, and said, “Oh, I hate to say this, but it’s time for me to go get the girls.”

So, she and Kim slowly got up and started getting dressed.

I asked my mother, “Is it okay, Mommy, for me to give myself one more orgasm?”

“Yes, my love, of course it’s okay,” she answered.

As they were getting their clothes on, I masturbated, one hand clutching my little tits and the other rubbing my clit. As excited as I was by everything Kim and my mother had done with me that night, it didn’t take long for me to come.

When I finished my orgasm, my mom, now dressed, leaned over the bed, kissed me gently on the lips, and asked if she could have another taste of my pussy.

I smiled and nodded, giving her a kiss.

She reached down between my legs, covered my hand with hers, and pressed my fingers into the opening of my vagina. Feeling my mother’s hand so close to my pussy was almost enough to make me come again.

She raised my hand to her mouth and tasted my juices as she looked into my eyes. My mom is so hot!

She finished licking my fingers, gave me one more kiss, and then said, “Don’t forget, honey, you need to get some clothes on before I come back with your sisters, okay?”

“Okay, Mommy, I will.”

Just before they left, Kim kissed me too, using a lot of tongue. She put her hand on the inside of my naked thigh, gradually sliding it up very high, almost but not quite touching my pussy. I really wanted her to touch me there.

Pulling away, the pretty girl smiled at me, kissed me once on the nose, and then they went out the door, waving goodbye to me.

Sighing, feeling oddly unsatisfied, I turned on my side and just laid there for a moment. I thought to myself, I know I’m only 12, but god it feels like I am so ready to have actual sex with another woman, or a girl. I wonder how long it will be until that happens?

Then I reminded myself that very few kids my age get to do all the things that I had done. And almost none of them, probably, has a mom like I do who is so great about including me in all her exciting sexual activities. I smiled, grateful for what I had.

I checked the clock and decided I had enough time for at least one more orgasm before I had to put some clothes on. Turning onto my stomach, I humped my hand and fantasized that I was rubbing my pussy on my mother’s leg the way she had rubbed hers on mine.

I imagined kissing her lips, putting my tongue in her mouth, holding her breasts in my hands and squeezing her nipples as I moved my cunt against her leg, faster and faster.

Soon, I was coming, one last time. I felt better.

After a few minutes, I got up from the bed, washed my hands and face, put on my pajamas, and straightened up my mom’s bed. Then I went into the adjoining room where I sat on my own bed and started reading a book, waiting for my sisters and my mother to get back.

Continue on to Chapter 16

By Naughty Mommy

A few weeks later, Molly had a birthday. Hers came in October, about a month after mine. She turned 8 years old.

As a family, we’ve never done that much to celebrate Christmas except exchange a few gifts — my mother was and is about as far from religious as it’s possible to be — but she loves making a big deal out of birthdays.

Molly was a kid who loved animals, so for her birthday, my mom took us all on a trip to Sea World. We stayed in nice hotel and ate great food and enjoyed the water rides and the whales and the dolphins and everything else. It was a blast.

While we were at the park and also at the hotel I kept seeing lots of pretty girls and attractive young women. I wanted to tell my mother about them, letting her know the kinds of girls I found especially appealing, as she had asked me to. But Kate and Molly were almost always with us so I never had much of a chance.

On the second day of our visit, though, when my sisters were on a ride together, my mom took me aside for a moment.

“Honey, are you having a good time?”

“Sure, Mom, it’s great.”

“I’m sorry, sweetheart, that for the last few weeks you and I haven’t been able to, you know, play our little game again. It’s just that we’re in an exceptionally busy period at the firm right now, and I’ve been totally distracted.”

“I know, Mommy. I understand.”

“I know you do, darling.” She squeezed my shoulder and kissed my cheek. “But… I miss it. Do you miss it as much as I do?”

“Yeah, I do, a lot.”

She smiled and put her arm around my waist, pulling me close. “Well, when we get home, I’ll see if I can’t set up a special night for you and me to—”

Just then the girls came off their ride, and we had to end the conversation.

We had two rooms at the hotel, each with two beds. Molly and my mom slept in one room, while Kate and I shared the other. That was frustrating, because it meant I couldn’t even masturbate, as I usually did every night, since I was afraid Kate might hear me. So, I tried to satisfy myself with a few idle fantasies as I was falling asleep, remembering the sexy young girls I’d seen earlier that day, or thinking about the girls I liked at school.

I thought about Madison a lot. I really liked her. But I also thought about girls at school who were younger than Madison, some of them much younger, maybe just in the fourth or fifth grade, around 9 or 10 years old. I’d noticed at Sea World too, especially when we were waiting in line for the water rides, or when we were at the hotel swimming pool, that my gaze often would be drawn to girls who were that age. There was something about their bodies, the way they were just beginning to develop — or not even started yet but were getting close — that really excited me.

I still enjoyed looking at older girls, teenagers, and at sexy grownup women too, but I was surprised by how much the younger ones aroused me. I worried that maybe that meant something was wrong with me, that it was bad for me to have sexual thoughts about girls who were so young. As I laid in the dark picturing little girls like that in my head, I wondered if it was wrong — but I also got very turned on. I imagined being in a place, maybe in a changing room, where I could see them naked.

I fantasized about getting up very close to those little girls, looking at their nude bodies, holding them, feeling their soft, smooth skin, caressing them. When I felt my pussy getting hot and wet then, as it always did, I would allow myself to gently touch it, through my panties, letting myself enjoy the pressure of my fingers. But I managed to restrain myself from doing more than that.

I was resigned to the situation as it was, for the time being. No masturbation and no game-playing. Fortunately I still had all those amazing memories of being with Melissa and Tracy and Danni and so many others, and I was sure there would be many more in the weeks and months (and years?) ahead of us.

* * *

The frustration I was feeling led to one of the more daring things I had tried up to this point.

We were at Sea World, eating lunch in a sandwich shop, when I got the idea. I was looking around at some of the other women and girls who were in there, letting myself fantasize a bit about what it would be like if my mom and I could be alone with one of them. One pretty blonde in particular caught my attention.

She was maybe 14 years old, sitting with a little boy of about 5 or 6, and with a woman who must have been their mom. They were at a table near us, drinking Cokes.

The blonde reminded me of Madison, at school, and also of the cute girl with the ponytail that my mother and I had seen on the escalator that day at the mall. That made me think me of what my mom had said then, that maybe the girl and her mother had later masturbated while they were talking about me. I was getting excited as I remembered that.

And then the pretty blonde girl in the sandwich shop noticed me looking at her. She smiled at me, and it was such a lovely, warm smile that I instantly felt myself getting wet. That’s when I had my idea.

I got up from the table, telling my mom I was going to the restroom.

“Are you all right?” she asked. I’d stood up rather suddenly, and she might have been concerned that I was feeling sick or something.

I grinned at her, “Yeah, I’m fine. I’ll be right back.”

Then I hurried to the ladies room, went into a stall, and took off my panties. I was wearing a short jeans skirt and flat sandals that day, along with a pink Sea World tank top, and no bra.

I touched my pussy. It was definitely wet. I tasted myself, and I was briefly tempted to masturbate, but I was so eager to go ahead with my plan that I decided not to.

I balled up the panties in my hand and left the stall. There was no one else in the restroom. I looked at myself in the mirror for a second, noticing that my erect nipples were clearly protruding through the thin tank top. I liked that.

Returning to my seat at the table, I leaned down to my mother’s purse, which was on the floor by her feet, and slipped the panties inside. My mother saw what I was doing, and she also saw what I did next.

My chair was next to my mom’s. Molly and Kate were sitting beside each other on a bench on the opposite side of the table from us. I glanced quickly around the shop to make sure no one else would see, and then I turned toward my mother and casually opened my legs, letting her look down at my exposed pussy.

A smile spread across my mother’s face. I scooted my chair up to the table, closing my legs, and picked up my sandwich to finish eating. My mom took my hand in hers and squeezed it.

As the day went on, I looked for more opportunities to display myself to her that way, which my mom really seemed to enjoy. I was able to do it only a few times, but it gave me a thrill to know I was doing something so naughty. It was exciting to walk around the park, with people everywhere around us, and me in a short skirt with no undies!

Still, although this was an arousing diversion, it wasn’t nearly as satisfying as when my mom and I played our ‘game’ at home. Oh well, that would just have to wait, I guessed.

* * *

But then, late in the afternoon while we were waiting for a dolphin show to start, my mom got up and left me and my sisters sitting in the stands for a few minutes. When she came back, her face was glowing with excitement. She sat next to me, took my hand and squeezed it tightly, whispering one word in my ear, “Tonight!”

I wasn’t sure what she meant by that, though of course I hoped it would be something sexy and exciting. Just then the show started, so I couldn’t ask for any details.

Forty-five minutes later, when it was over and people were exiting the stands, my mother said she had one more special treat for Molly’s birthday. She told us she’d purchased tickets for the Cirque du Soleil show being presented at a nearby arena. It was a very popular event, but she had managed to find two good seats together.

“Only two seats, Mommy?” asked Kate, apparently wondering which of us would be left behind.

“Yes, honey, two seats — one for Molly, the birthday girl, and one for you.”

“But, what about you and Julie?”

“Well, I could only get two tickets, and anyway, Julie told me she’s got a little bit of a sore throat, so it might be best if she stays in tonight and rests.”

I didn’t really have a sore throat, but I guessed this was my mom’s way of getting the two of us some special time together. I tried to hide my anticipation and look like maybe I wasn’t feeling very well.

“So, here’s what we’ll do,” continued my mother. “I have another little surprise for all four of us right now, and then after that we’ll go back to the hotel. We can order a nice dinner from room service, then I’ll take you two girls to the Cirque du Soleil, drop you off, and pick you up later after it’s over, okay?”

“Okay!” Kate and Molly nodded eagerly, obviously excited by the prospect of going to see a big show all by themselves.

The additional surprise my mom had planned for us was a backstage guided tour of the dolphin attraction, led by one of the trainers, a very cute girl in her early twenties named Kim.

Kim showed us around the dolphin tanks, explained how they train them, and let each of us feed a fish to one of the dolphins. She even gave Molly the chance to guide a dolphin through some tricks.

At one point, my mom took me by the hand, stepped away from the others, and whispered as we looked at Kim, “That girl, baby, tonight, with you and me.”

Now I was really excited. Kim was adorable, with a very pretty face, light brown hair, a nice tan, and a trim, athletic body. I could hardly wait!

Again, of course, I tried to hide how I was actually feeling. I enjoyed the guided tour, but didn’t say much. When it ended, Kim wished Molly a very happy birthday, then turned to me and told me she hoped I would be feeling better soon. I thanked her, and as we were leaving, she gave me the cutest wink, like we had a special secret together. And we did!

Back at the hotel, we had our room service dinner. I tried not to eat too fast, even though I was hungry and the food was really good, because I wanted to seem like I wasn’t feeling that well. Then it was time for my mother to take Molly and Kate to the Cirque du Soleil.

“I’ll be back in about a half hour, sweetie. You just rest, okay?” My mom smiled and blew me a kiss as she went out the door.

I wasn’t tired at all, didn’t need to rest, and I was very excited. I paced around the room, wondering what it would be like to see Kim naked, wondering what my mother would do with her — and what she might let me do with her.

I didn’t want to expect too much, of course, because up until now, mostly my mom had just had me watch and masturbate while she had sex with the women and girls she brought home. But the last time, with Danni and Tracy and Melissa, there had been a little more for me to do, actually a lot more! So I wondered this time what I might be allowed to do with Kim.

The door opened and they came in. Kim had changed into a denim mini-skirt and a midriff-baring top. She looked amazing. My mom was wearing very short satin shorts and a loose tank top over a pink bikini. She looked amazing too.

We sat down on my mother’s bed. My mom looked at her watch and said that, unfortunately, we didn’t have very much time. In less than two hours, she would have to go and pick up my sisters.

“So, since we don’t have very long together, why don’t we get started?” suggested my mom.

“Okay,” nodded Kim, with a big smile.

My mother leaned toward Kim and began kissing her. Soon they were touching, my mom reaching under Kim’s top, feeling her smooth, tanned skin. Kim had her hands on my mother’s long legs, stroking her thighs, gradually moving closer to her crotch.

I scooted to the head of the bed and propped up some pillows to watch. They seemed to really enjoy kissing a lot, both women becoming excited, breathing hard and moaning as their tongues explored each other’s mouths.

Then their shirts were coming off. Kim wore a transparent lacy blue bra that clearly revealed her nipples. After taking off her own bikini top, my mother reached behind Kim’s back, unhooked and removed her bra, then bent down to lick and kiss the brunette’s erect nipples.

I was getting excited too, and I started rubbing my own nipples through my t-shirt. I wasn’t wearing a bra, since my breasts were still so tiny. My nipples were hard, and it felt nice as I squeezed them and pinched them.

Kim pushed my mother back on the bed, laid on top of her and kissed her again for a few moments, then moved down slightly so she could lick and suck my mom’s nipples.

I reached under my shirt to fondle my nipples directly. Kim looked up at me, smiling, and asked, “Honey, will you take off your top for me, so I can see your chest?”

Kim was holding my mom’s breasts, one in each hand, and licking the stiff wet nipples as she looked at me. It was really exciting.

I answered, “Well, um, okay, except I don’t have much to see yet.”

“That’s all right, darling,” said Kim, “it’s just what I like. I love little girls.”

I looked at my mom and she winked at me.

Now I was beginning to understand a big part of the reason my mother chose Kim. Not only would she not get freaked out by the idea of having a 12-year-old girl watch her having sex, she would actually enjoy that! And I also started to think that maybe Kim’s interest was not only in my mom, as hot and sexy as she was, but maybe also in me. That thought made me wet.

So, I pulled my t-shirt over my head and let Kim get a good look at my nearly flat chest. My tits were still just tiny bumps, but my nipples were hard and pink.

“Mmm, god, you’re hot,” breathed Kim as she resumed sucking my mother’s breasts.

A few minutes later, Kim was sliding slowly down my mom’s body, licking and kissing her. She tugged at my mother’s shorts, pulling them and the pink bikini bottoms off at the same time. Then she spread my mom’s legs apart and started kissing her labia.

My mother sighed and turned her head toward me. As she felt Kim’s tongue and fingers penetrating her, she moaned, “Oh, it feels so good,” and she reached out and caressed my leg.

I was wearing white shorts and white cotton panties. I knew my panties were already wet.

Kim looked up at me again. “Can you take off your shorts for me, Julie? I want to see what a naked 12-year-old girl looks like.”

“Okay.” I slipped off my shorts, and my panties too.

On impulse, I got up on my knees and put my hands between my legs. I used my fingers to spread my pussy lips apart, letting Kim, and my mom, see my wet sex.

Kim stopped licking my mother’s vulva for a moment. She studied my naked body: my small breasts, slender waist, sparse amount of light brown pubic hair, my slim thighs, and my open pussy. “My god, you are so fucking hot,” she said.

I smiled, blushing a bit, but very proud.

“Yes, she’s an amazing little girl. I love her so much,” said my mom.

I leaned down and kissed my mother on the mouth.

“Mmm…” Kim watched us kiss, then reached one hand down between her legs under her short skirt to caress herself, before she resumed licking my mom’s cunt.

After we ended our kiss, my mother did something surprising.

“Sit down, honey, and spread your legs out,” she said.

I did so, putting my back against the headboard. My mom shifted her position on the bed so she was laying between my outstretched legs, her head resting on my thigh. Her face was right next to my pussy.

Kim followed my mother, crawling to the middle of the bed, meanwhile unzipping her skirt and slipping it off, along with her sheer blue panties.

We were all naked now.

Before she resumed her cunnilingus, Kim put a hand on my leg, sliding it slowly up from ankle to knee. “Your little legs are so pretty, Julie.”

“Thank you,” I grinned.

The girl settled down to lick my mother’s pussy some more — she obviously loved doing it — and also slid a finger inside, which made my mother groan with pleasure.

Then, in a husky voice, my mom said, “Julie, I want you to masturbate while you’re watching us. Make yourself come, and then let me taste you.”

I saw Kim’s eyes grow wide when she heard that.

“Okay,” I said, and I started rubbing myself. I was already very excited and I didn’t think it would take long for me to have an orgasm.

Kim’s eyes kept going back and forth from my mom’s cunt, which she was licking and fingering, to me. She watched as I fondled my breasts with one hand and rubbed my clit with the other. She especially seemed to like it when I would spread my pussy lips apart and dip my fingers into the opening of my vagina, bringing out lubricating moisture which I applied to my clit.

Even as she kept eating my mother’s pussy, Kim’s hand was moving fast between her own legs. I couldn’t tell for sure, but I think she was fucking herself.

I looked down at my mom. She had her head turned toward my crotch, and she was watching me. I saw her lick her lips, and I heard her whisper, “Come for Mommy, baby.”

That was all I needed. I started to climax.

As I was holding one hand over my hot throbbing pussy while squeezing one of my little breasts with the other hand, I could hear my mom getting close to a climax too. I could always tell, by the way she would start to pant and moan in a kind of rhythm. It was like her signature or something. I’d seen her have so many orgasms by this time, and heard how they sounded, that I was intimately aware of her style.

I was still coming myself, but somehow I also managed to keep part of my mind focused on my mom. I knew she had asked me to let her taste my pussy after I masturbated, so the second that I was able to regain control of myself, I opened my eyes and looked down at her face.

She had her head turned and was staring at my crotch. She could see my hand pressing hard against my sex, and I’m sure she could see the sticky wetness of my fluids spreading between my fingers. Her mouth was open and she was licking her lips as though she couldn’t wait to taste me.

As my final spasm ended, I took a deep breath, cupped my fingers to gather up as much of my liquids as I could, and then moved my hand about three inches from my pussy to my mother’s mouth.

She seized my hand and greedily sucked and licked my fingers.

I looked down at Kim. She had her mouth fastened over my mom’s cunt, thrusting her tongue inside her, but her eyes were watching us, watching a little 12-year-old girl who was giving her mother a taste of her pussy juice.

“Julie — Julie! Kiss me, honey! Kiss me!”

It was my mom. She was right on the verge of a climax, and she wanted me to kiss her mouth. I bent down and brought my lips to hers. We kissed deeply, our tongues playing with each other. And just as she started to come, my mother grabbed both of my hands in hers and clasped them over her beautiful breasts.

“Touch me, baby! Touch Mommy’s tits!” she demanded, between kisses.

I clutched her breasts, squeezing them and pinching her nipples, while kissing her wetly — and then she was coming.

She almost screamed in my mouth, her orgasm was so powerful. Her hands holding mine over her breasts were gripping them so tightly that it hurt me, but I didn’t care. All I wanted was for my mother to have all the sexual pleasure she could possibly have.

Then I heard Kim crying out too. She was still fucking her pussy with her fingers, and now she was bringing herself to a climax.

When my mother finally let go of my hands, her arms dropped limply to her side. I gave her breasts one last loving caress, and then I impulsively put my fingers back between my legs to find more pussy juice, smearing it over my mom’s lips before I kissed her again. I went back to get even more wetness from my vagina, rubbing it all around on her face this time. I wanted to coat her with the evidence of my sexual arousal, showing her how excited she could make me. My mother’s eyes were still closed and she was panting, but she licked her lips as I kissed her, tasting me.

Although Kim’s orgasm was a strong one, it ended quickly and immediately she seemed to need more. She pulled her fingers from her cunt, sucked them briefly, then clambered up higher on the bed and mounted my mother.

The brunette lifted up one of my mom’s long legs, and placed her pussy directly over my mother’s. She started moving against her, urgently, frantically, fucking her hard and fast.

My mom, who had barely completed one climax, was now being brought rapidly toward another, with almost no time to recover or rest. She was sweating, gasping for breath, her face glistening with my fluids.

It was a lot for one woman to take, but I knew my mother. I knew how much she craved having sex with hot young women like Kim. She’d said earlier that we didn’t have much time, and I knew she would want to fit as many orgasms for all of us into that time as we could. She was holding up her leg with one hand, high in the air, pulling it back toward herself to give Kim complete access to her cunt, and with the other hand she was squeezing Kim’s thigh.

“Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me hard! Make me come!” she hissed.

Kim looked up at me, looked into my eyes as she gyrated her cunt against my mother’s. She stared at me, staring at my naked body, and said to me, “I’m fucking your mother, little girl, I’m fucking your mother.”

“Fuck her hard,” I told her. “Fuck my mommy and make her come!”

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