Juicy Secrets Forbidden Tales of Lesbian Love

A brief recap: Single mother and lesbian Amanda receives wonderful news: her eleven-year-old daughter Katie (who has just come out as gay herself) is being considered as a fairy for Latchmore House, a magical kingdom of sorts for young girls. When meeting with Latchmore’s director Cindy, Amanda is thrilled to learn that the fairies are all lesbian girls. To prove the point, Cindy brings in an enchanting young thing named Rayne, who engages in hot sapphic sex with Amanda. Afterward, Cindy sends Rayne out to find Katie and bring her back.

Meanwhile, Katie is getting her own stimulating introduction to Latchmore from a couple of the fairies. Rayne finds her, and the two of them spend some delightful time together.

In this chapter, Katie and Rayne return to Cindy’s office, where Amanda is also waiting. What happens next? The answer can be found below…

by C. Cat

Rayne and Katie lay entwined in bed, basking in the mellow aftermath of their lovemaking. Katie was already fantasising about how much more she wanted to do with her fairy friend. Maybe even my girlfriend? she asked herself. Wow, that would be the best thing ever!

As if she’d been reading Katie’s mind, Rayne whispered, “I hope you join us. I really, really like you.”

“I really, really like you,” Katie said, hugging Rayne tightly.

When they finally got up, the girls agreed to share a quick shower. Katie finished undressing, and they climbed into the tiled cubicle together.

As they washed, Rayne and Katie couldn’t resist the opportunity to do a little exploring, but they didn’t have time for much more than that. The meeting with Miss Cindy and Katie’s mother was too important — this was where it would be decided if Katie would get to be a Latchmore Fairy or not.

Emerging pink and freshly scrubbed into the steamy bathroom, they towelled each other off, then dried their hair. Rayne picked up her fairy outfit from the floor and tossed it in a laundry basket at the bottom of her closet. She pulled out a school uniform to change into and, studying the blue and red plaid skirt and the white button-down top, got an idea.

“You should wear a Latchmore uniform, too!” she said, handing it to Katie, “You’ll look so cute, they’ll be dying to let you join.”

“Am I allowed to?”

“Sure. The students who aren’t fairies yet wear skirts with green instead of blue, but this will show them how much you want to be one of us. Let’s put your hair in pigtails, too… that’ll be super cute!”

As Rayne changed into a similar outfit, Katie noticed that she didn’t bother with a bra or panties. People might not notice her lack of knickers, but the way her nipples showed through the fabric of the top she wore made it pretty obvious that Rayne didn’t have anything on underneath.

Katie started to dress, but her panties were still very wet, and she didn’t want to wear them like that. So like Rayne, she decided to go without them. Feeling a wicked impulse, she slipped the sodden knickers under Rayne’s pillow when her friend wasn’t looking.

A few fairies were still in the greatroom when the two came downstairs. No one said anything, but Katie caught a few glances and smiles of approval. She wasn’t sure if that was because of the uniform she now wore, or because the girls knew what she and Rayne had been doing upstairs. Maybe a little of both, she told herself, suppressing a giggle.

Katie and Rayne were soon on their way to Cindy’s cottage, holding hands as they strolled down the oak-lined pathway. This simple contact was enough to give Katie butterflies in the tummy all over again. And they’d only just met, practically! She stole a glance at her new friend, astonished that a girl so cute would really like her that way. Rayne caught the look and smiled back, giving Katie’s hand a gentle squeeze. Yeah, she’s feeling it too. How awesome is that?

Mounting the stairs to the cottage, Rayne grasped the heavy bronze door knocker – shaped like a ram’s head, Katie noticed – and sounded it once, twice, three times. A moment later, Miss Cindy opened the door. She’d changed out of her dress and heels from earlier, and now wore a stylish flared skirt with a silky blouse that buttoned down the front.

The top three buttons were undone, and Katie immediately noticed how the woman’s heavy breasts pressed against the fabric of the blouse, as well as the enticing cleavage she’d chosen to show. As hard as she tried not to, Katie couldn’t help but stare.

“Greetings, Katie!” Cindy exclaimed with a big smile. “I’m Miss Cindy, the director here, I’ve heard so much about you. I’m glad we’re finally getting to meet.” She took a moment to look the young girl over, nodding her approval. “I have to say, that uniform looks absolutely smashing on you. I hope that’s your way of saying you’ve decided to join us here!”

“Yes, Miss Cindy,” Katie replied, losing herself in the woman’s deep blue eyes. “I – I really love this place! Everyone is so nice, ‘specially Rayne.” She gave her new friend a bashful smile.

“I knew you two would get along. Rayne is a little darling… and everyone needs a special friend, don’t they?” Katie thought she caught a little wink pass between Rayne and the director.

Just then, Katie’s mother entered the room, an apron tied around her waist. “I hope you two are hungry!” Amanda said. “You girls took a while to get here, so Miss Cindy and I decided to make something for dinner.”

“Sounds great,” Rayne said.

Rooted to the spot, Katie’s heart pounded as she stared at Mum, her heart galloping. In the midst of all this excitement and anticipation, something had completely slipped her mind; something she’d learned earlier when Rayne kissed her.

Mum did sex with Rayne, Katie thought. She took her knickers off, then Rayne licked her down there. And later, I got to taste my mother on Rayne’s lips. 

Katie almost wished she could steal away for a moment, just long enough to process the emotions that were pulsing through her… mostly the thrill she felt at the thought of sharing Rayne with Mum. But right then they were seating themselves at a large, ornately carved chestnut table, filling their plates with pasta and a savoury meat sauce.

As they ate, Miss Cindy talked about what made Latchmore superior to the kind of school Katie attended. “In most schools, you are taught to obey rules and compete with each other,” she said. “In class, the person with the highest grades is seen as ‘better,’ by the teachers… and outside the classroom, it’s about who has the best clothes and the nicest things.”

“That’s what it’s like at my school,“ Katie said. The set of her mouth made it clear how she felt about that.

“Here, we focus on what’s most important,” Miss Cindy continued. “We want our students to find a path that makes them happy… and helps others be happy along the way. Of course you’ll still need to work hard and study, but our mission at Latchmore is to always be there for one another.”

“I like that,” Katie said.

All through the meal and the conversation, Katie kept sneaking peeks at Miss Cindy’s chest. She didn’t want to be rude, but the temptation to look was too powerful to resist. The fullness of those lovely breasts and the way they moved under the woman’s shirt made Katie feel all hot and crazy inside. And when Miss Cindy leaned forward, it gave the giddy eleven-year-old a perfect view down the front.

A question drifted into Katie’s mind. If Rayne had sex with my mother, could Miss Cindy have done it with Mum, too? She began to picture the two women naked and sharing heated kisses, their breasts pressed together.

She must have stared too long, because Rayne gave her a little kick beneath the table. When Katie looked up, Rayne gave her a wink before breaking down into giggles.

“So, Katie,” Miss Cindy said, ignoring Rayne’s giddy behaviour. “Now that you know a bit more about what we do here, I’d like to officially invite you to join us at Latchmore and become one of our fairies.”

“Ooooh, I’d love that!” Katie exclaimed, then glanced over at her mother, adding, “If it’s okay with Mum.”

“It would be a wonderful opportunity, sweetheart, but you’ll have to work hard and prove you deserve it.”

“I’ll work really hard, Mommy, I promise!”

“You’ll have to follow the rules, too.”

“Oh, I will! I already know the rule about not lying. I even played the honesty game with Piper and Melissa.”

“That’s a good start,” Miss Cindy said with a knowing smile. “Did they teach you anything else…?”

Katie wasn’t exactly sure what the woman meant by being taught, but she knew better than to conceal anything. “Well, we practised kissing — that was part of the game.”

“Good,” Miss Cindy replied with a nod. “Very good. What about Rayne? Did you practise with her, too?”

“Um, we did kiss…” Katie knew she could be honest, but glanced at Rayne anyway for approval and saw her nod. She felt her cheeks warm at the thought of admitting this with her mum present. “And we touched each other down there, too. We even had a come together. It was my first time with someone else.”

“It’s wonderful to share something like that,” Miss Cindy said, beaming. “We love it when our girls try new things, as long as they aren’t doing anything they don’t want to, that is. We don’t tolerate anyone pressuring girls into doing things before they’re ready. You understand that, don’t you?”

“Yes, Miss Cindy. It wasn’t like that at all. It was a lot of fun… and I want to learn more, lots more!”

“Can we help teach her?” Rayne piped up.

Seeing Rayne’s excitement and the hopeful look on Katie’s face, Cindy smiled. Oh, yes. This girl is going to fit in beautifully.

“If that’s what you two want. Hmmm, perhaps we should leave the dishes for later and go to the living room.”

“Yay!” Rayne exulted, springing out of her seat. Taking Amanda, then Katie by the hand, she led them both to the next room, Miss Cindy close behind.

Amanda didn’t know exactly how far Cindy was planning to take these lessons, but not knowing only made the game more exciting.

“Amanda, please sit there,” Miss Cindy said, gesturing to a large chair, “I just want you to watch until I say so — that means no touching that pretty pussy of yours.”

Cindy saw Katie’s eyes widen when she heard that. Yes, little one… your mother does what I tell her to. And I’m very familiar with her pussy. “Rayne, Katie… why don’t you two join me on the couch?” she continued.

The girls obediently took a seat on either side of the director.

“I’ll bet you two are adorable together,” Miss Cindy said, resting a hand on each girl’s thigh, “Why don’t you let us see you kiss?”

“Sure!” Rayne said. Katie was surprised by the request, but managed to give a quick nod. They leaned across Miss Cindy’s lap until their mouths met in a tender kiss. This time Katie was first to bring her tongue into play, slipping it between her friend’s parted lips. Rayne hummed contentedly, and then the young lovers were caught up in a passionate embrace, tongues flickering back and forth.

After a while, the girls parted, both of them looking at Miss Cindy for her appraisal. “Very good,” she said, “but Katie, you ought not to rush things. A good kiss should be a promise of what’s to come. Here, let me show you…”

Cupping Katie’s chin, she leaned in to kiss the girl. Katie closed her eyes, waiting for it, but the woman took her time. She paused at first, letting the eleven-year-old’s anticipation mount before allowing their lips to gently brush together. The slow buildup of the kiss gave the feelings inside Katie a chance to build as well, and she relaxed into her older partner’s embrace.

Cindy let her kisses trail across Katie’s cheek, then took the girl’s earlobe between her lips. She gave it a little nibble, sending a buzz of pleasure through Katie’s body.

“Mmmm,” Katie purred as Miss Cindy drew her even closer, until their bodies were nestled together. The mere thought of her mum watching this had all the nerve endings in her body tingling like mad.

It was only then that Miss Cindy returned to the young girl’s lips, giving Katie the hot, urgent kiss she so desperately craved. Katie matched the grownup’s passion, somehow knowing this was just the beginning of the delights she was going to experience.

When they finally drifted apart, Miss Cindy looked up at Katie’s mother, recognizing lust in Amanda’s eyes. Without looking away, she bent to give Katie another deep tongue kiss.

“You’re a natural at kissing,” she told Katie when she straightened up, giving her a wink. “I think it must run in the family.”

Katie couldn’t help but giggle, thinking about what Miss Cindy must’ve been doing with Mum earlier. Did they take their clothes off? she wondered. Bet they did. Wish I could’ve seen them doing that!

Miss Cindy took her hand, gave it a friendly squeeze. “Maybe you’d like to help me with a game your mum and I were playing before you got here…?”

“I’d love to, Miss Cindy!”

“Good girl,” the director responded, patting Katie’s shoulder. “Do you ever play with Barbies?”

“Um, sure!” Katie replied.

“Do you ever make them do sexy things with each other?”

Katie blushed at the suggestion, but couldn’t hide her smile. “Yes,” she said. “Sometimes.”

In fact, ever since she could remember, Katie had as much fun undressing her dolls as she did dressing them. Lately, though, she liked to have them pretend to kiss, or lie together naked.

“Well, you see…” Miss Cindy said, speaking just above a whisper, “…your mum and I were playing a game a lot like that, but in our game, she has to do whatever I say — we call that being ‘submissive’ and it gets her very excited. I can be a bit naughty sometimes, so Mummy’s never sure what I’ll make her do.”

It didn’t sound like any game Katie had ever heard of, but just imagining it made those tingly feelings even stronger. The idea of having a grownup do whatever you wanted… who wouldn’t enjoy that? “It sounds like fun,” she said.

“She can stop me any time she wants, mind you… but your mum also likes to be naughty, so I don’t think we need worry about that. Would you like to help me make her do even more naughty things?”

Katie glanced over at Amanda, curious as to how her mother felt about this. “Mum, are you–”

“No, no,” Miss Cindy interrupted. “You mustn’t ask what she wants. That’s part of the game; your mum doesn’t get to decide.” She smiled at the girl. “Ask me your question.”

Swallowing nervously, Katie peeked at Mum again, feeling a surge of warmth at the adoration she saw in her mother’s eyes, knowing everything was just fine. She turned back to Miss Cindy. “Mum’s really okay with me, um, telling her to do stuff?”

Miss Cindy shrugged. “It’s not supposed to matter if she wants to or not, sweetheart. But just to set your mind at rest, I’ll tell you this much: your mother is very okay with you giving her orders. She wants to please you, to make you happy.” She took Katie’s hand, clasping it in hers. “So… will you play the game with us?”

“Um, sure,” Katie replied with a nod, her pulse going like sixty. She’d always adored her mother, and since learning Mum was a lesbian, their relationship had become closer than ever. That was a good thing… but Katie was having other feelings, urges to be her mummy’s lover. She had brought herself off at least a dozen times to images of the two of them naked, doing the kind of sexy things that she read about on grownup websites.

Afterward, Katie had felt unnerved and frightened by what she’d done… but after tasting the delights Latchmore had to offer, those feelings seemed okay. Mummy is beautiful, I love her, she loves me… why shouldn’t I want her that way?

Miss Cindy had turned to Amanda. “What about you? Are you ready to be an obedient little girl for us? You have permission to speak.”

Amanda was trembling with a mixture of nervous excitement and the most intense arousal as she imagined all the perverted things Cindy might command her to do in front of Katie. Or do something TO Katie.

The possibility made her head swim. And if Miss Cindy gave the order, she would be making love to her daughter. I won’t refuse her. She knows me, understands what I need. And right now, there’s nothing I need more than my little girl.

“Of course, Miss Cindy,” Amanda replied, bowing her head. “Anything you ask. Anything.”

The director snapped her fingers. “Take that dress off.”

Amanda did as she was told. Slipping the straps off her shoulders, she let the dress fall to the floor,  revealing her bare body.

Katie had seen Mum in the nude before, but never like this – openly displayed, letting her daughter see everything. Her breasts were generous and comforting, capped by taut nipples.

Down below, Mum’s vulva was shaved smooth, with nary a trace of hair. Katie was thrilled to see a hint of wetness adorning the rosy cleft. She’d already had a taste of that when Rayne kissed her. Naughty as the thought was, Katie knew she wanted more.

“You’re so pretty down there, Mum,” Katie murmured, slowly rising to her feet. “C-can I touch it?”

Miss Cindy rested a hand on the eleven-year-old’s hip, “You can use grownup words, Katie… no need to say ‘down there’. She turned to Rayne, who had a hand under her skirt and was fondling herself. “What do we call that part of a woman, Rayne?”

“Her cunt,” the redhead panted.

“That’s right, love. Now, Katie… tell your mother how pretty she is again, but do it the right way. And when we’re playing the game, that makes her our slut-girl, and you don’t have to ask her permission. Take what you want.”

Katie felt her face get hot as she thought about what Miss Cindy was asking her to do. She’d never been one to use rude words, especially around her mother. Still, she didn’t want to back down now, not when the fun was just getting started…

Drawing a deep breath, Katie said, “You have a pretty cunt, Mummy.” She took one step, then another, advancing to where Amanda stood, gazing into her mother’s eyes as she reached out, seeking and finding the moist opening. Katie traced it, her face a portrait of wonder. “It’s warm,” she said, almost to herself.

As Katie explored, Cindy hiked her dress up, exposing her own smooth sex. Looking back and forth between the two women, Katie noted that Miss Cindy’s pussy was a little smaller but had more prominent lips. It almost looks like a flower.

“Come here, Amanda,” Miss Cindy commanded. “Show your little girl how to fuck a woman.”

Without saying a word, Amanda padded over to the director, where she dropped to her knees and leaned forward, pausing to shift her hair to one side of her neck so Katie would have a good view. She used two fingers to spread Miss Cindy’s labia apart and very gently began to stroke her up and down.

After a minute or so of teasing, Amanda placed her fingers right at the vaginal opening and, after pausing to make sure Katie was watching, drove them deep inside with one smooth thrust. Cindy gasped at the sweet intrusion, then a moan of pleasure escaped her lips when Amanda began to piston those fingers in and out.

“Mmmmm yes,” Miss Cindy exclaimed. “Soooo good, my lovely fuck-toy. Now use your tongue. Katie needs to learn how to lick a cunt.”

Still making eye contact with her daughter, Amanda leaned forward and trailed the tip of her tongue between Cindy’s pussy lips.

As a wide-eyed Katie watched, her mother took several long, slow licks – but she became distracted when Miss Cindy unbuttoned her top, tugged it open and began to caress her bare breasts. They looked so soft and inviting that Katie couldn’t resist – she had to touch them, too.

Extending a hand, she was astonished by her own boldness. Shouldn’t I ask permission first? By then, it was too late – she was cupping the large, soft globe, and Miss Cindy wasn’t doing a thing to stop her. Instead, she gave Katie a dreamy smile, whispering, “Sweet child.”

Katie loved the softness and the heft of the woman’s breasts, but she wanted to feel Miss Cindy’s swollen nipples, too. So she did, rolling each one in turn between finger and thumb.

While she felt up Miss Cindy, Katie kept a close watch on what her mother was doing – feasting on pussy, licking and sucking at the pink flesh as if it was a luscious piece of fruit, the whole lower half of her face dripping with the juices.

It looks so yummy, Katie told herself, desperately hoping that she would get to taste someone’s kitty – cunt, she reminded herself – before the day was done.

Rayne was slouched back against the right arm of the sofa, watching Miss Cindy and Amanda fuck. The young redhead was mauling her own sex, her wrist pumping like a piston. Katie watched her friend for a few heartbeats, then returned her full attention to what Mum was up to.

The curious eleven-year-old was well familiar with the magical properties of the clitoris, the way it always seemed to unlock the best feelings. Now she watched, enthralled, as her mother teased Miss Cindy’s clit with tiny playful licks. Finally, Amanda pressed her tongue flat against it.

A choked gasp exploded from Cindy, who grabbed Amanda by the back of her head with both hands and pulled her in, grinding the younger woman’s face into her mons.

“Your little girl is watching me fuck your mouth, slut,” Miss Cindy growled. “Now show Katie how you make a lover come.”

Amanda responded by licking even faster, slashing her tongue back and forth across Cindy’s clitoris.

Meanwhile, Katie was still toying with Miss Cindy’s breasts, caught up in the incredible sex show her mum was putting on, when the older woman opened her eyes and panted, “Squeeze my nipples, Katie… p-pull them!”

Katie was quick to obey, taking a plump nipple between finger and thumb, giving it a cautious pinch.

“Ahh!” Miss Cindy cried. Her eyes flickered open. “Harder,” she said.

This time Katie took hold of the tips of both breasts. Bracing herself, she gave them a sharp squeeze.

The response was immediate and intense. Miss Cindy screamed, a violent shudder rocking her body, then began to tremble, her breath hissing through clenched teeth. Finally, with a hoarse moan, she went limp, slumping back into the sofa.

As the director’s thighs loosened, Amanda raised her head to look up at Miss Cindy, clearly awaiting instructions. Katie shivered deliciously when she saw that her mum’s mouth and chin were coated with the essence of her lover’s sex.

“Mmmm… very nicely done, my pet,” Miss Cindy mumbled. Her eyes still closed, she felt for Amanda’s shoulder, then gripped it. “Now… clean me up.”

Katie’s mum bent down again to carefully lick all the wetness she could from Miss Cindy’s vulva and inner thighs. Her daughter watched closely, breathing in the thick, musky aroma of cunt. She ached to taste it for herself, especially from her mother’s lips, but when Amanda sat back again, Rayne was there first, giving her a big messy kiss.

Feeling a bit left out, Katie watched her new friend make out with Mum – but then Rayne abruptly ended the kiss and reached out to seize Katie’s hand. “C’mere, you,” she said, pulling the eleven-year-old into her arms until their mouths met again.

Katie melted into Rayne’s embrace, her tongue immediately entering the dance. For the second time, she tasted pussy on the fairy’s lips, quickly deciding she liked the strong, tart flavour.

This time when Rayne broke away, she gazed lustfully at Amanda, then Katie. “Y’know,” she said, “I think it’s time for someone to kiss her little girl.” She nudged the parent and the child toward one another.

Katie trembled as she stood before her naked mother… the most beautiful woman who had ever lived. “I love you, Mum,” she whispered.

Amanda’s eyes brimmed with tears. “And I love you, my precious little girl. You are everything to me.” She opened her arms, and Katie flowed into them.

They were nose to nose, lost in each other’s eyes. The scent of Miss Cindy lingered on Mum’s lips, and Katie was in the mood for another taste of pussy. Going up on tiptoe, she kissed her mother.

It caught Amanda by surprise. She gasped, her lips parting – and Katie seized the moment, licking around the woman’s mouth.

The effect on Amanda’s libido was electric. She responded instantly, kissing her child. Running her hands up and down Katie’s body, she realised the child was completely nude beneath the Latchmore school uniform she wore.

That revelation was accompanied by a sudden touch of fear. She wanted this desperately, to truly love her daughter in a new, special way… but might that be a terrible mistake?

Gently parting from Katie, Amanda studied the girl’s face, trying to read her thoughts as best she could. “Sweetheart,” she said, “are you sure this is what you want? Really and truly?”

Katie was nodding as soon as her mother had begun to speak. “Yes, Mum. It is. I want to do everything with you. Besides,” she added with a naughty-girl smile, “we’re still playing the game, aren’t we? You have to do what I say.”

“Very good, Katie!” Miss Cindy called, clapping her hands.

Amanda and Katie both glanced in the direction of the sofa, where Miss Cindy sat, Rayne nestled in her lap. They were both naked, their clothes in a heap on the floor, and Cindy was fingering the girl’s slit.

“Go on, then,” Miss Cindy instructed Katie. “Tell her what you want.”

Turning back to her mother, a determined gleam in her eye, Katie said, “Kiss me.”

Amanda stared at her daughter, her lust soaring. Submitting to a strong mistress like Miss Cindy was an incredible turn-on, but the idea of giving herself over to Katie, letting her little girl take charge…

My beautiful daughter, using me for her sexual pleasure. Oh, God, my cunt’s a fucking volcano. 

Cupping Katie’s face in both hands, Amanda brought their mouths together. This time, her tongue was first to press the advantage, darting between her child’s lips.

Mother and daughter shared a long, deep lover’s kiss, a sensual tango of lips and tongues. Amanda let her hands glide down Katie’s body, intending to slip them beneath that cute skirt and see for herself whether the girl had really left off her knickers.

But just before she reached her goal. Miss Cindy spoke up. “That’s enough, ladies.”

Almost by reflex, Amanda quickly broke away, taking a step back. Katie pouted briefly, but Miss Cindy paid that no mind. “Come sit here, Katie,” she said, patting the now vacant spot between her bare thighs. Rayne was standing at the director’s side, wearing a saucy grin.

Katie approached the woman, seating herself in the spot she’d indicated. Miss Cindy wrapped both arms around the girl’s tummy and held her close.

She hadn’t wanted to stop kissing Mum, but Katie did enjoy resting against Miss Cindy, especially since she wasn’t wearing any clothes. Her bare titties felt like warm, soft pillows.

Miss Cindy whispered, “Do you want your mummy to make love to you, Katie? The same way she did to me?”

Katie did. Ever since she could remember, she got a special warm feeling inside at the sight of her mother, a feeling that got even stronger when Mum was in her underwear, a bathing suit, or just not wearing very much. When she finally understood what those feelings meant, Katie had no idea how to deal with them… at least, not right away. But before long, sexy thoughts of her mother became a regular occurrence. Alone in bed at night, she often touched herself between the legs, pretending Mum was doing it for her.

Now Katie had the chance to make that secret desire come true… and the hunger in Mummy’s eyes made it clear that she wanted this every bit as much as Katie.

There was one thing she hadn’t thought about, though — Rayne. It hadn’t been discussed, but Katie felt as if they’d already decided to be girlfriends. If she did sex with her mother, would it make Rayne jealous?

It only took one glance at her new friend to reassure Katie. The girl’s excitement was impossible to miss. Rayne wants to see Mum fuck me.

Just thinking those words made Katie quiver inside. It was a big, scary idea – but she wanted to take it in her arms, hug it close, make it a part of her.

Miss Cindy was still speaking, her voice soft as a rose petal. “Do you want your mother to love you, Katie?”

Katie’s shyness was still there, but she somehow managed to say,  “Uh-huh.”

“Very well.” With that, Miss Cindy spread her thighs wide apart, opening Katie’s legs at the same time. Now, all that concealed the girl’s sex was her skirt, and that was too short to cover very much.

Amanda’s head swam as she took in the view of her daughter’s bare legs, exposed up to Katie’s inner thighs. These were still the thin, coltish legs of a youngster, but strengthened by accumulated muscle tone from years of dance practice. She wanted to go down on her knees and caress, even kiss them, but knew to wait for permission from Miss Cindy… or her little girl.

Bending down, Rayne nuzzled Katie’s face. “You’re gonna love this,” she murmured, slowly raising the hem of the girl’s skirt.

On to Chapter Seven!