Juicy Secrets Forbidden Tales of Lesbian Love

 

by Various Authors

Note from JetBoy: As the sole remaining founder of Juicy Secrets, I’ve been writing our anniversary posts on my own for seven years straight, more or less making the same points in each one. So as I was summoning up the energy and verbiage for the 2025 edition, a Great Idea occurred to me: instead of boring everyone stiff with my usual aren’t-we-awesome spiel, why not have our writers share their thoughts instead? 

I immediately contacted a bunch of our regulars, asking for input, and nearly every one came through. So here they are, The Authors of Juicy Secrets, holding forth on the occasion of our glorious tenth. (Feel free to share your own impressions, memories, praise and gripes in comments.)

As ever, my love and thanks to everyone who has contributed to this site, especially Naughty Mommy, who had the dream in the first place, our much-missed Cheryl Taggert, who helped make the dream real, and to Amanda Lynn, who keeps the dream going.

One last thing I did want to mention before passing the bullhorn: just a few weeks ago, we racked up our two-thousandth post at JS. That’s right, friends… a double-century of erotic stories and chapters of stories to tickle your fancy… and your nether regions. We couldn’t have done it without you. Infinite thanks. 

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Amanda Lynn

WOW! Ten years. And what a wild ten years it’s been. I was first introduced to JS in 2016 by our friend No One after reading one of his stories over on Nifty. I had sent him an email letting him know how much I enjoyed it, and that’s when he told me about JS. After reading several of the stories here, I decided to give it a go and published my first story in March of 2017, followed by 2 more stories later that year.  It was later that year, or early 2018, that Naughty Mommy (who had been editing my stories) asked me to take over her role as site manager.

Because of the positive feedback I received from JetBoy, Naughty Mommy, Cheryl Taggert, and all the people who read and commented on my stories, I decided to take a chance and write a sapphic romance novel. I did, and it was published in 2018. I have written several more since then.

So I owe a lot to Juicy Secrets, her authors, and her readers. Happy tenth birthday, Juicy Secrets. Here’s to 10 more years.

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Sapphmore

Along with other denizens of our wonderful world of Sapphic raptures, I was recently honoured to be asked by my writing partner Jetboy if I’d like to contribute something to the 10th anniversary of ‘Juicy Secrets’. The first revelation is, how on earth has JS managed to prevail over several challenging obstacles for ten years? We’ve had system/platform issues (always overcome by Amanda Lynn), hosts with cold feet, and not least, small-minded individuals intent on taking away our right to fantasise.

My first thought was of course, has it really been that long? When I first found JS after wandering the erotic desert for quality fiction, it was only a couple of years old. It took a long time for even a thought of writing myself, being content just to enjoy the fruits of others’ pens. Checking for new and updated stories quickly became a nightly must, and when I had a crazy idea of contributing my first foray into writing, I was naturally reticent, as you can read by my foreword to “Ripples.” I started compiling characters and a sort of plan in November 2017, started on the draft first chapter in January 2018 and sent it for consideration in April that year. It’s a good job this isn’t my source of income, given how long Jetboy and I have been slogging away at this story, or I’d have been homeless and hungry long ago.

Ten years on, and if I’m home, not a night goes by that I don’t pop in for a look, and barely a few days without adding to my own contribution. It’s become part of my life, like catching up for a quick chat every night with a bunch of friends who share a common love of a very special literary genre, the likes of which you absolutely can’t match on other sites. I reckon the chemical and electrical impulses flashing around my brain from reading the wealth of great material has probably pushed back senility, even if my old heart sometimes races a little too fast, but the upside being it pushes the blood to my extremities – I mean fingers, of course.

Anyway, without our esteemed guardians, JetBoy, Amanda Lynn, and of course Naughty Mommy and the late, great Cheryl, plus a few others who help keep the site going such as No One, Juicy Secrets would not exist. And we mustn’t forget our editors and authors like BlueJean, Purple Les, Jacqueline Jillinghoff, Joe Dornish and the Kinky Sisters. Not least, we thank the wide range of people who read, comment and encourage, without whom there would be no point in the site’s existence.

Thanks to one and all for the many years of enjoyment, and here’s hoping for many more to come.

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Jacqueline Jillinghoff

Fran Lebowitz once wrote that the teenage years are the last time in your life when sex is genuinely exciting. The folks at Juicy Secrets get that. Much of my own writing is an attempt to recapture the innocence and transgressiveness of youth, the sense of discovery tinged with high-wire anxiety, and this site has given me a safe place to play. I came rather late to the game here, long after the community had been established and one of the founding members had already passed, but it wasn’t long before the old-timers made me feel at home. The regulars seem like old friends, though I may never know their true names, and the professionalism of the admin team has almost got me convinced I’m a real author.

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Joe Dornish

When I checked, I was surprised to learn that my first story on JS was posted almost exactly four years ago; it feels longer than that. Which firmly puts me in the newer author category. Author…I usually get imposter syndrome when I use that term in relation to myself. I write on several different platforms, but JS is the only place where the moniker feels close to being accurate. And that’s because the community here is so tuned into our niche little world of underage lesbian erotica that when they leave positive comments on my stories, I dare to believe them.

Every website has its ups and downs, and lord knows JS has had its fair share. But we’re still here, still writing, still reading and still supporting each other, not just in our shared erotic interests but often in ways that fly well beyond the fourth wall and into our real lives. No community is perfect, but JS is as close to perfect as I’ve seen, and that is largely down to the efforts, past and present, of JetBoy, Amanda Lynn, Naughty Mommy and Cheryl Taggert. Plus, of course, a small but vital group of others who work hard to get some of the best erotic fiction you’ll ever read posted for our enjoyment.

Besides the wonderful feeling of community here, it’s the quality of the writing that sets us apart, there is no other equal on the web. That may be a point some would argue with, but it’s a hill I’ll die on. There are stories here that would quite easily make it into my top ten fiction list of any genre. I’ll hazard a guess that most authors on JS, myself included, will say that we’ve upped our game and gone to great lengths to improve our own work so that we can have the honour of being published in these hallowed halls.

Happy 10th Birthday to Juicy Secrets! May your next ten years be just as fruitful.

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Baby Keiko

I was young… underage young when my parents gave me an old computer from the supermarket they ran when they got themselves a new one. I am Japanese-American, third generation, a studious child, a straight-A student who (almost) never caused any trouble.

At the same time, I was deeply curious about sexuality. As an eleven-year-old only child I was trying to make sense of why I couldn’t get excited about boys or boy bands or high school athletes, like all my female classmates. Around the same time, I learned some intriguing words: homosexual… gay… same-sex… lesbian. I began to wonder if those terms might apply to me.

Then this computer came into my room. It was an old desktop model that my dad hooked up to the home internet with a cable (I know, I know… but it was years ago). What my parents didn’t do, probably out of naivete and because I was such a good girl, was to put any sort of restrictions on my access. They probably didn’t know such things existed, or might be necessary.

When I turned eleven, my parents deemed me sufficiently mature to be home alone after school. Before then, I spent my late afternoons in the tiny office at the back of our supermarket until my mother went upstairs to our apartment to prepare dinner. Now, for at least two hours a day, I had complete privacy.

I always did my homework first, then the remaining time was all mine. That’s when I used the computer to learn more about those words I’d heard, and the feelings I was and wasn’t having. I typed in things that girls whispered to each other, or insults they spat out at their enemies. I had questions, and soon I began to find answers. The world of lesbian love opened up for me on that old desktop computer.

What I found at first was mostly informative, articles from Cosmo and other mainstream publications. When I searched further, I stumbled on lesbian porn… and soon after that, gay chat rooms.

One day, out of the blue, I discovered a website called Leslita. I think I was trying to find information about at what age you could be gay (I know, I was SO naive.) So I searched for “lesbian at twelve?” or something like that. At any rate, that search led me to Leslita and ASSTR, and they melted me into a puddle. I’d always been an avid reader as well as an aspiring author who longed to be a professional writer or journalist one day. So when I found a website full of lesbian stories involving kids my age… MIND. UTTERLY. BLOWN!

For years, I visited those websites and the lesbian chat rooms of gay.com almost every day. I was too shy to participate, but watched and read avidly. These online discussions, the sexy stories and images of sapphic love educated, informed and aroused me. By then, I knew I was gay. And I fantasized often about being in a beautiful, romantic, sexually adventurous lesbian relationship with someone older and more experienced than me. Like in the stories I loved so much.

I found lots of great stories and nurtured a special love for certain writers. One of the most influential ones was Louisa May. OMG, I loved her stories… still do, honestly. One day I decided to be bold and sent her an email to compliment her on a story… and she wrote me back! I thought I’d die.

I made contact with other writers, and many were generous with their responses. It made me want to try writing erotica myself. So I did, then posted them to Leslita. They weren’t really stories, more like clunky little vignettes, but I was thrilled to see them online. And with the help of Louisa May and a few others, I got better at it. Louisa even used our chats as inspiration for some of her stories. You can imagine how great that made me feel!

At some point Jetboy and I connected when I emailed him to compliment one of his stories. We became long-distance friends, and collaborated on a multi-chapter story. Then in late 2014, he wrote to tell me he was involved in setting up a new story site with some features Leslita didn’t have. Juicy Secrets was born.

It became my new home, the place where I could always find the kind of stories I love. Well-written stories, created with the assistance of editors who craft good ideas into something even better.

I love the process of creating a story with someone else. It’s actually a bit like making love. You know the mechanics, but you’re never exactly sure how it’s going to go. Will it arouse you? Will you click with the other person? Will the other person help you discover something new and exciting? Will you come?

See? Like sex.

Now here we are, ten years later. My story site addiction is alive and well, and so is Juicy Secrets, thank God. Stories have helped me discover who I am. They helped me find out things I might like, and things that don’t do it for me. They were a large and very important part of growing up and becoming who I am. They still are.

So here’s to Juicy Secrets, and to all those in the past and present who helped make it great.

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BlueJean

When I first stumbled upon Juicy Secrets several years ago, I quite reasonably assumed it was the internet equivalent of a no-go-zone, one of those bleak, dystopian corners of the world where nothing good awaits any poor, unsuspecting fool who happens to wander in.

Bad place. Bad people. Probably shouldn’t be here. But damn, if it isn’t intriguing.

On subsequent visits to this strange and wonderful place, contrary to my initial belief that it must be populated by orcs, straitjacket wearing loonies, and sex-starved basement dwellers,  I began to discover a community of diverse, relatively normal people who all had one thing in common: a love of kinky, taboo erotic stories. Much of that discovery was possible due to a carefully cultivated, well-moderated forum that filtered out the usual barely-coherent dirty talk that plagues most porn sites, in favour of a polite and friendly commenting regime.

Whether it’s couples wanting to add a little spice to their sex life, a safe space for others to deal with deep-seated sexual proclivities, or simply a platform for writers of the more risque erotica, Juicy Secrets is home to many.

We live in dangerous, uncertain times, but Juicy Secrets has endured for ten long years. May it endure for many more.

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Kinkys_sis

How do I put my thoughts into words when it comes to ten years of Juicy Secrets? I’ve said before that commenting is not something I’m very good at. Nevertheless, I shall take up my pen and see if perhaps I can produce something that does justice to this milestone.

Of course, I haven’t been here for half of those ten years. I arrived here in late 2020 at the invitation of Shy Mom. Hence, the first story I got to read here was her “Sheltering.”

I quickly found myself in a world of non-stop sexual stimulation. I read story after story, sometimes several in one evening. It became something of an obsession.

By that time, I’d already written a few erotic stories that were published on another website. Most of them, I quickly realised, would never make it onto the pages of JS. In short, they were pretty rubbish!

I began to seek out the really good authors of Juicy Secrets, the ones who wrote stories I could lose myself in. “A Young Desert Rose,” by Sunny Bunny comes to mind. It was from reading the works of these writers that I was able to improve my own skills, as well as from the excellent team of JS editors. I could easily make a list of my favourite authors, but I prefer not to.

Now, between my sister and me, we have twenty-two stories here, with another due to drop soon enough. How amazing it is, my journey from a nervous young girl submitting her first offering, to an accepted member of the club.

The Club, because to me that’s what it is.

Together with the administrators and staff, the editors, the core of commenters, and above all, our readers, it’s all of you who have made these ten years possible.

Long may it continue.

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Mystery Mouse

Before I discovered Juicy Secrets the stories I was reading were bad. They were badly written and badly plotted. The characterisation was bad and the dialogue was bad. They made me badly want to have a shower. And drown my PC in bleach. Before setting it on fire. Badly.

JS is different. Because there’s such attention to detail, and because the editors actually care about the stories they publish, the result is a mature and intelligent story site. There is a standard of writing here that I can never hope to attain. I’ve even shed a tear once or twice, and I’m old and cynical.

Add in the strong sense of community you find here, and the result is easily the best amateur writing site on the internet. Not just erotic writing… all writing!

(Doesn’t hurt that the stories are so INCREDIBLY hot…)

Congratulations on Juicy Secrets making it to ten years! And a big thank you to all the staff, writers and readers. You make this place what it is.

I can’t wait to see what the next decade holds!

I probably should say more. I certainly could have done. For someone who’s had an interest in this sort of thing ever since he was a boy, it’s very affirming to find a place that doesn’t make me feel bad for it. Considering the taboo nature of so many of these stories, it’s remarkable that the site is more grown-up about it than the other, more publicly acceptable places I’ve been to. I feel at home there. And for that I will always be eternally grateful.

But I know what I’m like. I tend to ramble on and on. So I’ll leave it there.

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Purple Les

Being a lesbian with a certain forbidden lust, I grew bored trawling through nude photo sites and dozens of mundane dirty stories. I don’t know how I stumbled upon Juicy Secrets, but it grabbed me from the first visit. These stories of loving girls and women, often related to each other and taken from all age groups, soon made this site my special fun place to be.

The stories were both loving and erotic, sometimes so hot they could make me come after a couple of paragraphs.

Not only was there a vast library of lesbian fiction, but new stories in rotation on a regular basis. And such a variety of them – something for everyone! I was immediately hooked, and still am.

I’m glad to be part of this loving little community. I’d never be able to show my face to family and friends if they knew the sort of stories I write. Yet here at Juicy Secrets, there are others like me, and I can share my thoughts and feelings without fear or embarrassment.

A big thank you to JetBoy. Thanks as well to Amanda Lynn, who keeps the site going, and all the writers, readers, editors and tech people who make Juicy Secrets what it is. Too many to name, but bless you all.