Juicy Secrets Forbidden Tales of Lesbian Love

By Girl Lover

The next morning, Emily happily skipped out of her room. Last night, she had fallen in love with the beautiful princess who kissed her.

“Hey, kiddo. You’re up early,” her mom greeted her.

Emily grabbed the Apple Jacks cereal and poured herself a bowl, “I’m going to go over to Kerry’s house. She’s got Calico Critters.”

“It’s too early. They’re probably still waking up.”

“Uhh!” Emily scowled. After she finished her cereal, she sprawled on the couch, watching the clock till it was nine. “Can I go over now?” she implored.

Glancing at the time, mom answered, “Yeah, I guess it’s okay.”

Emily ran out the door to Ms Sanders’ house. When she came to the door, she took some deep breaths, trying to calm herself. She knocked. Several seconds later, the door opened.

“Emily?” Ms Sanders was in a robe, her eyes blinking at the bright sunshine coming through the door. She looked as if she had just woken up.

“I was wondering if…” Emily stammered.

“Yes um… come on in. Kerry’s in her room.”

Emily stepped inside, but made no effort to go to Kerry’s room. She was too nervous to even look up at Ms Sanders. “I wanted to ask you… ”

“Emily…” Ms Sanders bowed her head, “I’m so sorry about what I did last night. I… I never should have done that.”

Emily felt tears coming to her eyes. The kiss had meant so much to her.

To Ms Sanders’ great surprise, Emily looked heartbroken.

“Emily… ” she knelt down, lifting up Emily’s chin with her finger, “What is it?”

“I liked it,” came Emily’s whispered reply.

Ms Sanders’ jaw dropped, “You did?”

Emily nodded.

A long silence hovered over them as Ms Sanders contemplated before deciding.

“I liked it too. I was so afraid that I scared you.”

Emily whispered, “Can you kiss me again?”

Ms Sanders raised up and went over to the couch, sitting down, “Emily… if I were to do that, it could take us on a long road that we really shouldn’t go on.”

“I really want to.”

Ms Sanders blinked a few times, thinking, Well, what are you going to do?

She looked at the willingness in Emily’s eyes, then turned to look down the hall at Kerry’s closed door. For a long time, she didn’t say anything, simply stared at the floor, then, “Could you come over later, about ten?”

Emily nodded.

The gears in Ms Sanders’ head started turning before she even realized what was happening.

Okay… Megan’s not due back till late this afternoon. I’ll drop Kerry over at my sister’s house. That way, we’ll have the house to ourselves.

She stood up and went over to the door, “Go back home and come back in an hour.”

Emily smiled, “Okay.”

Ms Sanders smiled back, “I’ll see you at ten.”

Emily departed. As she turned at the end of the driveway, she turned and waved. Ms Sanders waved back then went to her purse, pulled out her phone and dialed her sister’s number. On the second ring, she heard, “Hey, what’s up?”

“Hey Susan… uh, can you watch Kerry for a few hours?”

“Sure. What’re you doing?”

“Oh, I was, umm… just going to meet someone for lunch.”

“Ooh! Anyone special?” Susan teased.

“No! Well, maybe… kinda… ” Ms Sanders never was good at lying.

“What does that mean?”

“I don’t know. I’m uh… just trying to feel this guy out. You know… just testing the waters.”

“Okay, sure,” Susan laughed, “Well, we’ll see you in a little bit.”

Ms Sanders hung up, feeling sick to her stomach. She had never lied to her sister before, but this was something that her sister wouldn’t understand. Even she didn’t understand it. No one would. She glanced at the clock. 9:07. She still needed to take a shower before dropping Kerry off. She stepped into Kerry’s room, to find Kerry lying on the floor with her crayons and coloring book spread before her.

“Get dressed, sweetie. I’m taking you over to Aunt Susan’s for a while.”

Kerry looked up at her, “How come?”

How come? Jeez, how am I supposed to answer that?

Ms Sanders thought before replying.

“Because… I’m meeting someone.”

She really didn’t want to lie to her daughter and she really wasn’t. She was meeting someone. Emily.

“Who?”

“Uh… A friend from work.”

Okay, that’s a lie.

“Why?”

“Because… we’re… going over some things from work.”

Damn, another lie.

“What?”

Ms Sanders gaped at her daughter in disbelief.

“Can you just get dressed!”

Ms Sanders jumped in the shower, her feelings a mixture of excitement and nervousness. Afterwards, she slipped on jeans, a T-shirt, a little make-up and then went to check on Kerry.

“You ready?” Kerry nodded as she grabbed her crayons and coloring book.

They drove to Aunt Susan’s house as Ms Sanders’ thoughts continued to run wild.

It’s just another kiss. Maybe a few kisses… and possibly more.

Her eyebrows raised at that thought.

More? Yes, more could happen. A lot more.

She caught a glimpse of her daughter, sitting in her car seat, humming a song to herself. She quickly looked away, suddenly ashamed of what she was about to do to someone else’s daughter.

My God! Look what I’ve become.

Five minutes later, Kerry was eagerly ringing Aunt Susan’s doorbell. The door was opened by a thirty-five-year-old woman also in jeans and a T-shirt.

“Hey, Aunt Susan!”

“Hey, Squirt,” Susan replied before asking Ms Sanders, “So, you decided to give my friend another chance?”

“No! It’s no one you know. Just a friend from work.” She quickly looked down. She hated lying.

“Well, have fun. You can tell me about it later.”

Ms Sanders quickly drove back home and practically ran up to the front door.

My God! How bad do I want this?

She saw that there were still several minutes till ten so she sat on the couch and waited.

No, I need a drink first.

She poured herself a glass of wine and brought it back to the couch.

She sipped her wine, staring at the clock, nervously.

We’re just going to kiss, nothing more. And if we wanted to do more, we could… NO! You’re only going to kiss! And maybe touch her a little. That’s it. Nothing else. Maybe Susan could keep Kerry and Megan overnight… STOP!

Ms Sanders sighed.

Yeah, there’s no doubt about it. I’m going straight to Hell for this.

Just before ten, as she was peeking out the window towards Emily’s house, she saw the little girl come running out of her house and up to the door. Ms Sanders quickly opened it as the girl bounced up the steps.

“Come in!” Ms Sanders nervously waved her in before any nosey neighbors could see her there. “What did you tell your parents?”

“I told them I’d be playing with Kerry.”

Ms Sanders was so nervous that once Emily arrived, she didn’t know quite what to do at this point. She sat on the edge of the couch, looking anxious. It reminded her of being nervous on a first date. Emily, looking quite calm herself, came over and sat beside her, looking at her.

“Would you like a drink?” Ms Sanders offered.

“No, thank you,” Emily quietly replied, still watching her expectantly.

Ms Sanders took a deep breath, taking another gulp from her glass of wine. Looking over at Emily, she imagined the words, ‘FRAGILE. HANDLE WITH CARE’ written on her forehead.

Ain’t that the truth, she muttered to herself.

She took another sip and breathed out slowly. Then turning so she was facing Emily, she ever so slowly leaned closer and placed her lips on Emily’s. She pulled back, trying to read Emily’s face for what she was feeling.

“Can we do that again?” Emily asked.

Ms Sanders smiled, partly from relief, and leaned over more confidently, pressing her lips against Emily’s a little harder and holding it a little longer. On a hunch, Ms Sanders decided to take a quick peek to see if Emily’s eyes were closed and sure enough, they were wide opened, staring back at her. She pulled back a little, slightly giggling at Emily’s humorous expression

“Close your eyes, dear.”

Emily did and they resumed kissing.

When Ms Sanders pulled away, Emily fell forward slightly, her eyes still closed and in a daze.

“Well?” Ms Sanders asked curiously.

Emily said quietly, “It was really… wow!”

“Good?”

“Yeah!” the girl nodded, “Can we do it some more?”

Ms Sanders smiled and nodded. This time, her nervousness was gone and there was no hesitation. She kissed Emily passionately, her tongue lightly skimming over the little girl’s lips.

Emily kissed her back in her own fumbling way.

Ms Sanders’ hands, seemingly of their own accord, went to Emily’s legs, then up to her waist, wrapping around her back, pulling Emily against her. Sensing this, Emily wrapped her arms around Ms Sanders in return. Their kissing deepened and despite what she had told herself earlier, Ms Sanders wanted more.

Her hand slid underneath the waistband of Emily’s jeans till Ms Sanders felt her soft vulva.

Emily sucked in her breath and pulled away.

Ms Sanders pulled her hand out, chastising herself for going too far. But to her shock, Emily smiled, saying, “That felt good.”

Ms Sanders’ whispered, “You liked it?”

“Mm-hm.”

“You know what?”

“What?”

“It feels good to me too.”

“Can you feel it too?” Emily asked in amazement.

Ms Sanders nodded as the sound of her own heavy breathing came to her ears.

This is it. What I want is way beyond just kissing.

Her fingernails grazed against Emily’s skin.

“Is this alright?”

Emily nodded, her breathing slow and deep, her eyelids drooping.

She wants this just as much as I do, Ms Sanders realized.

She licked her lips and in a trembling voice, slowly asked, “Would it be okay if I were to take my shirt off?”

Emily nodded, her expression obviously wanting this.

Ms Sanders pulled her T-shirt up over her head and reaching around, unclasped her bra, pulling it off too, making her breasts bounce.

Emily’s mouth dropped and she froze, whispering, “So big!”

“Would you like to touch them?” Ms Sanders asked.

Emily looked up at her to make sure.

“Go ahead. I know you want to.”

Emily, ever so delicately, placed her hand on Ms Sanders’ breast, gently squeezing it, then reached out with her other hand to the other breast. She spent a few minutes just squeezing and caressing them.

Ms Sanders’ eyes closed as her own breathing slowed, feeling something that she hadn’t felt in so long. It was no longer a question of wanting this, but of needing this.

“Can I take off your shirt too,” Ms Sanders asked in a husky voice.

Emily nodded.

Ms Sanders pulled up the hem of her shirt.

Emily lifted her arms over her head as her shirt came off.

They each touched the other till Ms Sanders couldn’t hold back anymore.

“Can… can I take my pants off too?” Ms Sanders barely recognized her own voice as it trembled.

“Yeah,” Emily’s voice was barely a whisper.

Ms Sanders unbuttoned her pants, her hands shaking with each button, kicked off her shoes, then lifted her butt to pull her pants off along with her panties.

Emily stared at Ms Sanders’ thick dark pubic hair, whispering, “Wow!”

Ms Sanders smiled, “Big bush, huh?”

Emily giggled, “Yeah!” She touched it lightly, “It’s soft.”

With tentative hands, the little girl explored the soft, resilient wonder between Ms Sander’s legs. Emily’s gentle, timid fingers lightly petting her vulva sent shivers of delight through her body.

“I really like it when you touch me,” Ms Sanders purred.

They stared into each other’s eyes, gliding their hands, occasionally kissing. Their foreheads touched.

“God, I love kissing you.” Ms Sanders tickled Emily’s tummy, causing her to shriek with laughter.

RIINNGG…

Startled, Ms Sanders jerked up. She turned to look at her phone on the nearby coffee table and picked it up, glancing at it.

“SHIT!! It’s Susan! Emily!… Emily!… SSHHH!” She beseeched the little girl who was still laughing, “It’s my sister! Please be quiet. She can’t know you’re here.”

Emily grew very quiet upon seeing the serious look in Ms Sanders’ eyes.

RIINNGG… .

Why is Susan calling?

Ms Sanders suddenly felt sick.

She took a deep breath, then answered, “H-hello?”

“Mommy?” She heard Kerry’s voice.

“Yes, baby.”

“Whatcha doin’?”

Her face suddenly felt very hot as she looked at her own nakedness and Emily’s too.

She quickly looked away. “I’m uh… with a friend from work.”

“Can we have pizza tonight cuz we haven’t had it in a long time and I really want some.”

Ms Sanders closed her eyes as her stomach felt queasy, “Sure, honey.”

“Can we also… ” Ms Sanders couldn’t hear Kerry’s voice anymore. All she heard was her guilty conscious. The lies. The sneaking around. Risking her family and job. And for what? To make out with a seven-year-old girl.

“Mommy! You’re not listening!”

“I-I’m sorry. What did you say?”

“I said, ‘Can we watch Beauty and the Beast tonight?’”

“Yeah. sure. Look, honey, I have to go. I’ll see you in a little bit, okay? I love you.”

“Love you too, Mommy. Bye!”

The phone hung up, she sat still for a minute, hunched over, her phone in one hand, her head in the other.

I just did the very thing that I pray doesn’t happen to my own daughters.

“Do I have to go now?”

Emily’s sad voice came to her.

“Yes.” Ms Sanders couldn’t even bring herself to look at the girl, “What we did… I shouldn’t have done that.”

“Why not?”

“Because… I did a very bad thing to you. I lied. I went behind your parents’ backs. You’re just a child. If anyone found out about this… what I did… I will lose my daughters, my home, my job… everything! You need to go home and we can never do this again.”

“But why?” Emily sounded hurt and confused, “What’s wrong with… ”

“Emily, please try to understand. I can go to jail, lose my kids. I can’t risk my family. We can’t do this! I… I can’t do this.”

A tear coursed down Emily’s cheek. “We were just kissing!”

“I was doing more than just kissing,” Ms Sanders paused, “I was… going to make love to you. And that’s what could get me in so much trouble. People will think that I made you do these things. They’ll say that I hurt you.”

“But you didn’t!” Emily protested, “I want to kiss you and… and… what’d you call it?”

“Making love.”

“So, what’s so bad about making love?”

“Nothing. It’s just that only grownups are supposed to do it so kids won’t get hurt.”

“But you wouldn’t hurt me. Why can’t I do it?”

Ms Sanders sighed. For all of Emily’s questions, Ms Sanders couldn’t figure out why it would be wrong for her and Emily to kiss or make love.

“I don’t know, Emily.”

“If we both want to, then why is it wrong? It’s not fair! I think it’s stupid!”

That brought a smile to Ms Sanders, who had to agree, “No, it’s not fair.”

“What is making love anyway?” Emily asked.

Ms Sanders thought a bit.

“Making love… is about being attracted to someone and showing them how much you love them, and how you want them to feel good.”

Emily looked confused.

“How do you make them feel good?”

“Well… by touching… and kissing and other things. When we were kissing and holding each other, did it feel good to you?”

“Yeah.” There was another brief silence before Emily said quietly, “I really liked it. Can’t we do more of that making love stuff?”

Ms Sanders bit her lip and didn’t answer for quite a while.

“Emily… if we were to do this, you can never tell anyone. Not your parents, your friends, no one. Not even Kerry. In fact, especially not Kerry. Do you understand?”

Emily nodded.

“I want you to give this a lot of thought and make sure you really want to, okay?”

“Okay, I’ve thought about it.”

“You’re supposed to think about it a little longer than that.”

“This is what I want!”

Ms Sanders saw the sincerity in her eyes and knew it was now up to her.

“This is what I want too.”

***

Ms Sanders felt the cool air on her naked body. Beside her sat the little seven-year-old girl, topless. Ms Sanders took another gulp of wine to settle her nerves.

“Well… since we both want this, I suppose we should go to my bedroom so we can be more comfortable.”

She stood up, taking Emily’s hand and leading her down the hall and into her bedroom. Picking up the girl in her arms, Ms Sanders slowly leaned close, brushing the girl’s lips with her own, breathing in her odor. Their lips touched and Ms Sanders felt Emily’s passion in their kiss. She crawled up on the bed, laying Emily down and unbuttoning the girl’s pants as she watched in awe.

‘This is crazy!… This is crazy!… This is crazy!… ’

Ms Sanders’ thoughts whirled through her head.

She pulled Emily’s pants down her legs, along with her panties as she momentarily stopped breathing. She had seen her daughters naked of course, but they were her babies. There was no lust there. But here… with someone else’s child… the lust was practically oozing out of her. She reached out to touch her, to make sure that this was actually happening and not just some crazy dream. She felt the smooth soft skin and heard the quiet giggle and knew that this was no dream. She bent over, softly kissing her flat nipples, her belly button, the soft folds of her tiny vulva. She glanced up to see how Emily was reacting to all this and stifled a giggle.

Emily’s eyes and mouth were wide open as if she had just seen a unicorn.

Ms Sanders purred, “Do you like this?”

Still in shock, the girl could only nod her head.

“You know…” Ms Sanders continued, “… if I keep doing this, the feeling gets better and better until it feels so good you don’t ever want it to stop. And when you think it can’t get any better, you get this super-duper good feeling that goes through your whole body. Better than anything you ever felt before.”

“For real?” Emily asked wondrously.

“Yes. I want to give it to you, Emily. Don’t be scared. Just enjoy it.”

Ms Sanders ran her hands along Emily’s smooth little body, laying her head between her legs. She kissed her vulva once again but this time she held it there, her tongue and lips stirring within, creating sensations within the girl that Emily didn’t comprehend but enjoyed nonetheless. From time to time, Emily’s thighs would jerk as the strange feeling coursed through her, faint at first but steadily growing stronger.

“M-Ms Sanders,… it’s starting… to feel… really, really good…!”

The girl panted hoarsely before giving out a moan. Her eyes had shut and her breath quickened. Her arms tensed up. She clenched the sheets in her hands as she sucked in little gasps.

Ms Sanders pulled back, afraid that the intensity was too much and tried to calm the girl, using her comforting ‘Mom’ voice.

“It’s okay, Emily. You’re coming. Just let it feel good.”

Emily gasped and heaved, as her body went rigid, in a kind of arch. Then, little by little, her body relaxed, her dazed eyes fluttering closed and her breathing becoming gentle again.

Holy crap! Ms Sanders thought, What an orgasm does to a child’s body is really something else!

She lay beside her, giving the sleeping child small comforting kisses and cradling her.

Eventually, Emily’s eyes fluttered open, blinking several times and asking sleepily, “Wha… wha was that?”

“An orgasm.”

“It was… it was like… I don’t know!”

“Pretty incredible, huh?”

“Yeah!” Emily beamed, “It was… ”

“The best feeling you ever had?”

“Yeah! It felt like busting a big balloon inside of me!” Emily threw out her arms. “Ms Sanders, how did you do that to me?”

Propped up on her elbow, her finger tracing circles around Emily’s nipples, Ms Sanders replied, “Why don’t you call me Nancy. I think we’re way past calling me ‘Ms Sanders’.”

“Nancy,” Emily beamed proudly.

The doorbell sounded from the living room: DIIING-DOOONG! They both froze in fear.

“Who the hell is that?” gasped Nancy in sudden panic.

Emily shrugged, her face looking just as alarmed.

Nancy jumped up, motioning to Emily to stay put, “Shhh! Just stay here. I’ll go see who’s at the door.”

She slipped into her bathrobe and slippers and went into the living room, closing the bedroom door behind her. She peeked out the window and her heart skipped a beat. It was Emily’s mom!

“SHIT!” She hissed under her breath, “SHIT!..SHIT!..SHIT! What’s she doing here?”

She turned back, seeing Emily peeking her head inquisitively out the bedroom door. “Who is it?” she mouthed.

Nancy whispered back, “It’s your mom!”

Emily’s eyes got big.

“Put your clothes on!”

Emily disappeared back inside the room and Nancy opened the door, silently cursing the interruption.

“Hi, Nancy. I need to run a few errands and was wondering if you could watch Emily for a few hours.”

Nancy blinked a few times in disbelief, not sure she heard right.

“Well, is it okay?”

“Oh! Yes, yes!” Nancy stammered, “Of course! That’s more than fine!”

“Oh, good. She was so excited to come over here. She just loves to play.”

Don’t I know it, Nancy remarked to herself.

“Okay, well, I’ll see you later. Thanks.”

Nancy watched as Emily’s mom walked back over to her house and then closed the door, breathing a sigh of relief.

First my daughter, then her mom.

Emily poked her head out again as Nancy walked back.

“It’s okay. Your mom’s going to be gone for a few hours and wanted me to watch you.”

Nancy saw that Emily had not gotten dressed and was still naked.

“Is watching all you want to do?” Emily asked, a sly smile on her lips.

Nancy shook her head, smiling while she dropped her bathrobe, “Uh-uh. I want to do a lot more than just watch.”

Emily went back to the bed and waited. Nancy crawled on the bed beside her.

“How come yours are so big?”

Nancy followed Emily’s gaze, “My boobs?”

Emily nodded.

“That’s just the way nature made me, I guess.”

“My mom’s aren’t this big. Hers are really small, but I like yours.” Emily moved closer. “They’re even bigger than my head.”

“D’ya wanna play with them?”

“Yeah! Can I?”

“That’s what they’re there for.”

Nancy then suggested, “Would you like to put it in your mouth?”

“It’s too big.”

“No, silly, not the whole thing,”

Nancy stroked her hair, “I mean, would you like to put the nipple in your mouth and suck on it?”

Emily made a face. ”You mean like a baby?”

“It doesn’t mean you’re a baby. It feels good and a lot of women enjoy it.”

With a skeptical look, Emily leaned over and placed her lips around the nipple. “Okay, now suck on it like a straw.”

Emily did then said, “Nothing’s happening.”

“Oh, it is. Just keep doing it.”

Emily resumed and Nancy felt a stir within her pussy at the sheer sight of it.

“How does it taste?”

“Like skin,” Emily responded.

She kept at it. Though she knew there wasn’t any milk, there was something about it that made her feel so good.

“Can I play with your pee-pee again?” Emily suddenly blurted out.

Again, there was that stir in her pussy. Nancy lay on her back, propped up on her elbows and spreading her legs wide, so that her sopping wet pussy was prominently exposed to the little girl.

Emily stared at it in awe as she came closer.

“Stick your finger inside to see what it feels like.”

Emily cautiously probed the opening and it tightened instinctively around her index finger.

“Deeper.”

“My finger’s stuck.” Emily tried to push in further and felt it slide in through the soft wetness.

“Oh, God!” Nancy gasped as she reached down to frig her clit. “Oh baby, put all of your fingers in me!”

Emily looked at her, her eyes wide. “They won’t fit.”

“They will, Baby. Just push them in.”

Emily laid her fingers together and tried pushing into the small opening. At first, it resisted, then with a sucking noise, her hand squeezed in.

Nancy groaned as Emily remarked. “This is really slimy.”

Nancy moaned from the exquisite feeling, her breathing laborious. She looked at Emily as her pelvic muscles tightened around the foreign intruder.

Emily felt this and tried to pull her hand out.

Nancy grunted, “Oh dammnnnn… ”

“Am I hurting you?” Emily saw the pained expression on her face.

“Oh, no, Baby… This feels… so good!… Keep doing it!”

Nancy’s brow wrinkled, her eyes gleaming with lust.

“Damn, Emily… You’re gonna… you’re gonna make me come!”

She clenched her fingers so tightly, they hurt.

“Don’t stop!… Ohhh, God… Oh, I love you! Yes! Yes! Make me come! Oh, yesss! Yesss! Ohhhhhhhhhhh!”

A loud, wrenching cry tore from her throat as she abandoned herself to the most intense orgasm of her life. The more so because it was caused at the hands of a seven-year-old girl.

Nancy fell back, out of breath. For over a minute, she couldn’t move and just lay there, gasping for breath. As she came down from her high and felt as if she had enough energy to pull herself up, she moved to a sitting position. Reaching out, she took the little girl in her arms, kissing her, and pulling her down on top of her as she lay back down to rest again.

“Are you okay?” Emily asked, “You were shaking the whole bed.” She seemed genuinely concerned.

“Oh, baby, if you only knew.”

“Know what?”

“Well… remember your orgasm?”

No response.

“The big balloon that busted in you?” Nancy reminded her.

“Oh, yeah!”

“Well, imagine that, times ten.”

“So, I did good?”

“You did very good.”

Nancy kissed her.

“Better than my ex-husband… better than my vibrator… ”

She chuckled as she slowly stood up, her legs weak, her inner thighs wet from her pussy cream.

“I think we both need a shower.”

As they stepped under the spray of the shower, Nancy began lathering soap on both of them, pondering everything that had just happened.

Have I really just had sex with a little girl? And fawned myself before her like a wanton harlot!

Emily smiled up at her, somehow reconciling what they had done.

As they finished and were drying off, Nancy said, “Well, I sure built up an appetite. Are you hungry?”

Emily nodded.

“How ’bout some… fish and potatoes?”

“Okay.”

Emily followed Nancy out to the kitchen.

They were still nude which Emily particularly noticed as she stepped out of the hall and into the dining room. It was quite something else to be naked in someone else’s home and she half expected someone to walk in on her.

Nancy warmed up the food and brought it out on two plates. Emily dug in, her eyes still fixated on Nancy’s full hanging breasts, especially with how they seemed to bounce with every little movement.

They made silly faces at each other from time to time and the little girl’s giggles made Nancy’s heart leap with joy. Then out of the blue, Emily asked something that made Nancy nearly choke on her fish.

“Can we do this every day?”

After Nancy cleared her throat and got her breath back again, she thought of how to answer that.

“Ummmm… Well… Emily… You see… Ummm… This is something that we kinda hafta keep a secret.”

Emily nodded, “I know,” her big eyes staring at her innocently, “But I really want to.”

Nancy looked down, picking at her potatoes, “With my kids and your parents, I don’t know how we can keep it a secret.”

“But if I can come over and Kerry and Megan aren’t here, can we?”

She wants this as bad as I do, Nancy noticed. “Of course. Maybe I could think of a way for the girls to be out of the house and then we could.”

She could feel her nipples hardening under Emily’s gaze. Her legs spread open, seemingly of their own accord. Her greedy hungry pussy wanting more of this little girl.

“I’ll make arrangements with Susan to pick up the girls from school so we can be alone…” Nancy told her, the lust evident in her voice. And to compound what was happening, she noticed that Emily’s hand was under the table and from the way her arm was moving, knew she was rubbing herself.

Nancy took Emily’s hand and brought her over to the couch. Ohhhh… that evil couch. She knew what was coming and was powerless to stop it.

“Are we going to do it again?” Emily asked, her voice high with hope.

“Yes, Baby… Yes, we are.”

Nancy lay back on the couch, spreading her legs with one leg draped over the back. She patted the couch between her legs.

“C’mere, sweetie.”

Emily knelt on the couch between Nancy’s legs.

“Okay, put your leg over mine and lean forward… ”

Emily did as she was told, so that they were scissoring each other.

Nancy sighed at the touch of her own body against Emily’s.

“Ohhhh, yessssss, Emily… rock back and forth… Yea, just like that! Oh, God help me! Fuck! This feels soooooooo good!”

Emily rubbed herself against Nancy’s pussy, enjoying the obscenities coming from Nancy.

“Ohhh, GOD! Emily! Yes! Fuck me! Harder! Harder! You’re making me cuuuuuummmmmmm!”

Nancy grunted and moaned like a wild animal as she rode the wave of ecstasy. Finally, she laid back exhausted and Emily pulled back, looking at the big wet spot on the couch.

Nancy, her eyes closed, felt Emily sliding up her body and laying on top of her. Her head resting on her breasts as Nancy’s arms came around her.

Sometime later, Nancy opened her eyes and glanced over at the clock and started when she saw that two hours had passed.

“Oh God…” Nancy moaned, “We’ll need to shower again.” She patted Emily, “Wake up, dear.”

Emily stirred sleepily. “Come on, we need to get up and take another shower.”

Emily sat up, rubbing her eyes, “What for?”

“Because your mother will be here soon and we don’t want her to see you looking so, umm… unruly.”

They quickly showered and got dressed again. They sat on the couch together, Nancy deep in thought about whether this new relationship had any sort of chance. There were so many barriers, but what Nancy kept coming to was how happy she was in this moment and how much she dreaded having to sleep alone that night, with no one to share herself with.

“Emily… do you think your mom will let you spend the night?”

Emily gave a small gasp, “You mean…?”

“I really want to spend some more time with you, except that Kerry will be here also. My sister doesn’t want to deal with both girls at once for the whole night so she’ll only take one for the night and since I think it’ll be easier to keep our little secret from Kerry than from Megan, Kerry will be here with us.”

 

On to Chapter Three!