by Suzy Freeman
Introduction: Hello, readers of the best erotica site on the internet! I am Suzanne Freeman, but my friends call me Suzy. I am the girlfriend of Cheryl Taggert’s widow, Lisa Taggert. I won’t say how old she is, but I am considerably younger at age 25. I know it won’t surprise anyone that she now has a younger girlfriend.
After much prodding from Lisa, I started writing this story for JS. I submitted the first chapter to JetBoy, and to my delighted surprise, he said it was good enough for this wonderful website. I hope you agree.
I’m pretty much an open book, so I want to include a little bit about me. If you don’t care to read that kind of stuff, just scroll on down to the first chapter. I just wanted to share it.
I grew up in a rural area of the midwestern U.S. No, I won’t say where because I’m not THAT open. I have an older brother and an older sister. I grew to understand that I was a lesbian over the years. Yes, I did engage in incestuous activities with my sibs, though mostly with my brother, who took my virginity when I was 12, maybe just turned 13. He was around 16 at the time, I think. No, it wasn’t rape, and I was into it, but I won’t say more since this place is not about boy-girl sex.
My sister and I never did more than masturbate at the same time, since we shared a bedroom. She caught me rubbing one out once, and I remember that she said, “Well, I guess it’s okay if I do it myself if you’re in the room.” My sister is straight, though I did sometimes catch her peeking at me when I fingered my pussy. She did know I liked girls “in that way” and would sometimes watch when I had a friend stay the night, but that’s about it. It took me a LONG time to talk my then girlfriend into ignoring my sister being in the room when we had sex, though. My second girlfriend never would do anything while my sister was there. I only had those two girlfriends before starting college.
I used to be the young girl who fantasized about an adult woman doing things with me, like sucking my little titties (they’re still kinda small) or licking my pussy. One of my teachers was a frequent object of my active imagination when I was in my mid-teens. So, that sort of puts me on the other end of the typical fantasies you get from readers of this kind of stuff. Lately, though, I’ve really been turned on by the thought of sex with someone – ahem – younger than me. Okay, a LOT younger than me. Sometimes, though, I read these stories and imagine I am the young girl, not the adult, or that my sister liked girls too, and we got to explore sex with each other.
A huge thank you to Lisa, whom I dearly love. If it weren’t for her, this story wouldn’t exist. I asked her how it felt to be the soulmate and inspiration to TWO authors of lesbian erotica, and she said, “It’s great!” I’d say she’s a lucky lady, but that title belongs to me because I’m with her. Yeah, like Cheryl, I’m a romantic through and through.
Additional thanks to JetBoy, who helped me with this story more than anyone knows.
This is the first stand-alone part of what I’m calling “Circle of Stories,” currently in progress, where a character in each story has an adventure of the sexual kind with a different partner in the next story. That’s why I’m calling each separate part an “episode.”
Finally, here’s to you, the fans of erotic fiction like this. Again, I hope you like it! And if you do, please leave a comment, okay?
***
Linda was tucked up in bed, thinking about what her friend Scarlett had taught her the night before at their sleepover. Scarlett was already twelve, with a birthday in March, but she was in the same class as Linda, who would turn twelve herself in August.
As she basked in memories of the previous evening, Linda began to feel renewed excitement bubbling in her center.
It was close to midnight, and her family was asleep. Linda, though, was thinking about what she and Scarlett had done the night before, toying with the notion of trying it again. It felt so good! Nestling into the covers, she allowed what had taken place to play out in her mind. And as the memory of her time with Scarlett began to unfold, Linda pushed her pajamas down to her knees, resting a hand on her still-smooth vulva.
“What boy do you like?” Scarlett had asked, not long after their bedtime conversation had turned to boys.
“You won’t tell?”
“Of course not, silly!”
“I kinda like… Bobby Wentworth.”
“Yeah, he’s cute.” They were silent for a moment. “Ever think about him naked?”
“Naked?!” She grinned at Scarlett, feeling her face get hot. The truth was, she didn’t really think Bobby was all that cute, but she didn’t want to sound like some kind of weirdo, so she’d come out with the name of the first boy that came to mind.
For some reason, Linda didn’t find any boys to be especially cute. She’d wondered about that for a long time, until realizing that she only thought of girls that way. She loved watching movies with teenage cuties in them – in fact, if she was being truly honest with Scarlett, Linda would’ve much preferred to chat about the actresses she liked best.
“Yeah, naked,” Scarlett replied. “I’m always wondering what people look like naked.”
“People… or just boys?” Linda asked, wondering if maybe Scarlett thought about naked girls, too, the way she did.
Scarlett shrugged, sidestepping the question. “Don’t know. I just like the idea of seeing other people with no clothes on.”
“Oh.” Once more, Linda could feel a blush rushing into her cheeks, wondering if Scarlett could tell.
“What about you? Do you like the idea of seeing anyone naked?”
“I… I guess.”
Scarlett frowned. “You guess? You don’t know?”
“Of course I know,” Linda sighed. “I’m just not sure I want to talk about it.”
They were silent for a moment, then Scarlett spoke. “You ever wonder what I look like naked?”
Linda was taken aback. Is she offering to undress for me? She’d never seen her friend completely nude before. They’d taken turns showering in Scarlett’s bathroom, then got into their pajamas before coming out. That’s how it always was when they spent the night together.
Linda paused for so long before answering that Scarlett asked the question again. “Well? Have you ever thought about me that way?”
“Naked? Why do you ask? Are you gonna do a strip show for me?”
Scarlett smiled. “I might, but only if you promise not to tell anyone.”
Linda felt her cheeks grow hot again, and her heart was already racing. Glancing at Scarlett, she could tell her blush had definitely been noticed.
Scarlett wasn’t backing down. “So, what about it? Wanna see me naked?”
“If you want me to see, sure.” Linda murmured. Really, she might as well have exclaimed, ‘YES!’ but she didn’t want to sound too eager.
“Okay, but if I get naked, you have to.”
Linda’s excitement went up a notch. She wants us both to be naked? For the first time, she wondered if her friend was hinting at something.
Still, she felt a bit hesitant to undress on the spur of the moment. “Um… you won’t tell anyone, right?”
Scarlett gave her a playful poke. “Of course not, silly. Then you could tell people about me getting naked with you, and our friends would, well, wonder about that.”
“Yeah… and I bet your parents would have a problem with it if they caught us,” Linda added.
Scarlett considered this before saying, “Yeah, I guess.” It was an odd response, as if her parents really wouldn’t mind, but Linda dismissed that. Of course they would.
Gathering her courage, Linda took a deep breath and said, “Okay, then… but you go first.”
Scarlett smiled, and Linda couldn’t help but think that smile hinted that her friend was getting away with something.
Getting to her feet, Scarlett reached down to lift the hem of her pajama top, pulling it up and off. Her breasts had just begun to come in, and her pink nipples made Linda think of cinnamon drops. Scarlett grasped the waistline of her pajama bottoms, pushed them down and stepped out. Startled to see that her friend had gone without panties, Linda asked herself, Did she plan this?
Now naked, a smiling Scarlett lay back down to stretch out alongside Linda. This time her smile seemed to indicate pride, as if undressing for her friend was something she’d been thinking about for a while.
“So… what’cha think?” Scarlett asked.
“About what?”
“My body, goofball! D’you think I’m sexy?”
Linda definitely thought her friend was sexy. She’d thought that long before seeing her naked. Still, she didn’t want to completely admit her true feelings to Scarlett. “I guess,” she said. It was an honest answer that kept her hidden longings secret.
“Okay, your turn,” Scarlett said, placing both hands behind her head.
Linda watched her friend’s face closely while she took her top off. She had no titties yet, but her nipples had begun to thicken into pert little caps that stood out from her otherwise flat chest.
“Cute,” Scarlett murmured with an appreciative nod. “Girl, you are seriously cute!”
Linda took note of the big smile Scarlett wore. Wow, she’s really enjoying this. “Now the bottoms,” Scarlett said, a hint of impatience in her voice.
Linda pushed the pajama bottoms to her knees. Raising both legs, she pulled them off completely. Now they were both nude, lying side by side.
Scarlett propped herself up on an elbow, carefully studying her friend’s nudity. “You have a pretty pussy,” she said.
Looking down at her own sex, then Scarlett’s, Linda shrugged. “It looks just like yours.”
“You’re saying my pussy is pretty, huh?” Scarlett teased. Then she giggled, and Linda joined in. She’d liked the idea of undressing with her bestie, but now that they were actually naked, she was loving every minute of it. Seeing Scarlett with all her clothes off was a real treat. And letting Scarlett see her that way was even more of a thrill.
A warm, steady pulse was beginning to throb between Linda’s legs. It was something she’d been feeling a lot lately.
“So… tell me something,” Scarlett said, her voice taking on more of a serious tone.
“Okay. How about… water is wet!” Linda announced, unable to restrain a chuckle.
“No, silly!” Scarlett said, but with a smile. “I’ve got a… a sort of question for you, and it’s kinda important. Something I’ve been thinking about a lot.”
“Okay,” Linda said, gazing affectionately at her friend. “What kind of ‘something’ are we talking about?”
“Um… do you ever masturbate?”
It caught Linda completely by surprise… and she found herself hesitant to respond. Sure, she’d heard of masturbation, mostly in whispered conversations with other girls. She knew it meant touching yourself until you got this good, good feeling called an orgasm. Linda had never attempted it herself, though. That was a line she was too embarrassed to cross.
“Do I what?” Linda asked. She understood perfectly well, but needed time to come up with an answer..
Scarlett wasn’t fooled. “C’mon, you heard me. Do. You. Ever. Masturbate?”
Linda could only stare, her heart racing. “Do you?” she blurted.
“All the time.”
Linda didn’t believe her. “All the time? I never saw you doing that in class.”
Huffing impatiently, Scarlett folded her arms. “No one does it in class, dummy! I’m talking about when it’s private, when I can masturbate and not get in trouble.” She paused. “So… how about it? Do you?”
No way out of it – Linda had to tell the truth. She’d never been a good liar, and if she tried it now, Scarlett would probably press her for details she couldn’t give.
Finally, with a sigh, she said, “No. And you really…?”
“Oh, yeah! I love it!”
Linda hesitated, then asked, How do you, y’know, get started? You just… touch down there?”
“Well, first, you have to sort of get yourself in the mood. Otherwise, it won’t work.”
“In the mood?”
“Yeah, you know… excited.”
Tingling with anticipation, Linda hesitantly asked, “Are you excited right now?”
“When I’m lying next to a naked, sexy girl like you? Of course!”
Linda felt herself blush at her friend’s praise, but she wanted to know more. “What’s it feel like when you… finish?”
“Only the best thing in the whole world,” Scarlett replied, grinning hugely. “I’m not joking, either. It feels incredible!”
“I’m… I’m kinda scared to try it.”
“Why?”
“Well, isn’t it wrong? Reverend Comstock told us in youth group that you’ll go to hell if you masturbate.”
“Like he’d know!” Scarlett snorted. “God, I’m so glad my parents don’t go to church. Don’t listen to him, Linda. People like that think anything to do with sex is bad. He’s totally wrong. It’s like heaven, not hell!”
“So… it’s not a sin?”
“If it is, then practically everyone in the world is going to be in big trouble with God.”
“Everyone does it?” Linda asked, frowning.
“Pretty much. My sister masturbates, my brother… even my parents!”
“Nuh-uh! How would you know that?”
Scarlett hesitated, then said, “I asked Mom about it when I did it the first time.”
Linda’s jaw dropped. “Are you crazy? You asked your mother about that?”
“Yeah. You know how my parents are a lot different from most grownups? We’re allowed to come to them with questions, even if it’s about sex stuff!”
Linda thought for a moment. It was true – Scarlett’s parents were a heck of a lot more easygoing than hers. She couldn’t imagine talking to her mom about anything like that, much less her dad. “What did she say?”
“That it’s totally normal and I should enjoy it.”
“Really? You swear you aren’t making that up?”
“Cross my heart,” Scarlett replied, drawing a large X over her chest.
Linda was more intrigued than ever. “So, how do you do it?”
“First, think of someone you think is sexy. Imagine them naked, doing sexy stuff with you. Touching you in all the places that feel good.” Scarlett glanced down at Linda’s slit. “Like your pussy.”
“Then what?”
“Then touch yourself there and imagine it’s them doing it.”
It was no surprise that Linda immediately pictured herself being touched by Scarlett. After all, she’d been crushing on her best friend for at least a year… and now they were lying side by side, completely naked. Throwing caution to the winds, Linda embraced the fantasy.
As she imagined Scarlett touching her most private place, a delicious tingle made itself felt between her thighs. Until now, she always did her best to ignore those twinges until they went away. Now, she let them build. The more Linda thought of being fondled by her friend, the more she longed for it to happen, but she knew it would have to remain a fantasy, nothing more. If Scarlett knew, it would ruin everything.
“Thinking about someone touching your pussy?” Scarlett asked, a hint of breathlessness in her voice.
Glancing up, Linda gasped when she saw Scarlett rubbing herself. She was trailing two fingers along the cleft of her sex – going down, then up, then down again. There was a short pause when Scarlett reached near the top of the slit, where she would rub herself there in tiny circles before her fingers moved down once more.
Looking into Scarlett’s eyes, Linda noticed that they’d changed slightly, no longer sparkling with mischief or dancing with excitement like usual. They were almost half-lidded, and her friend’s expression was dreamy as she continued to pleasure herself.
It would be SO awesome if she was pretending I was the one who was touching her like that. I would, Scarlett, if you asked me to. Honest, I would!
A whimper escaped her friend’s lips, and Scarlett’s hand was moving faster now. “C’mon, Linda,” she moaned. “Do it with me. Touch your pussy.”
It was the last straw. I’m tired of always being the good little girl, she told herself. Why can’t I enjoy myself for once? Right then, she couldn’t think of a single valid answer to that question.
Reaching down, Linda ran a finger through the folds of her sex. Carefully parting the lips, she pressed against the inner flesh of the vagina. She’d sensed wetness there, but was surprised by how much of it there was, as if she’d peed herself. Of course, she’d done no such thing, but her fingers were already coated with the warm, thick fluid. That means I’m turned on.
Continuing her intimate exploration, Linda felt her way around, letting her touches linger in a way she’d never done before. When her finger grazed a certain spot near the top of her slit, a jolt of pleasure startled her. It was more intense, like a burn that produced good feelings instead of hurting.
Linda touched there again, mumbling, “Wow,” as a second twinge of ecstasy raced through her. She felt her body shiver slightly at the contact.
“You found your clit, huh?” asked Scarlett. “I didn’t even get around to telling you about that. It’s what you rub when you’re ready to come. But it’s better if you touch around it at first, get yourself nice and worked up. Then when you get off, it’s like a… like fireworks going off in your pussy!”
Linda couldn’t resist. She began to rub herself in earnest, and Scarlett gave her a seductive smile. At least, it seemed to be seductive.
Watching one another closely, the two girls fondled themselves for a minute or so, until Scarlett said, “Hey, Linda… ever kissed anyone before? A real kiss, on the mouth?”
“Um, no.” Linda replied, her excitement ratcheting even higher as she realized what her friend was hinting at. Oh my gosh, is she really gonna…?
“You… you wanna try it with me?” Scarlett seemed almost bashful, as if she thought Linda might say no.
Linda didn’t answer, just nodded, eager to experience the touch of Scarlett’s lips on hers. By then, she could feel herself glowing inside, a mixture of anticipation, desire and, yeah, love.
When their lips touched, the first thing Linda noticed was how soft her friend’s mouth was. Then Linda felt Scarlett’s tongue seeking entrance, and parted her lips without a second thought. She knew about French kisses, of course, despite never experiencing one…and it was even nicer than she expected. It seemed like the most obvious thing in the world to kiss her friend back in the same way.
As their tongues engaged, Linda felt a delicious shiver run through her body. It seemed to center itself between her legs, so she returned to touching herself. This time she went straight to the top of the slit, where those especially nice feelings seemed to be.
Linda gave a happy sigh as Scarlett’s arms twined around her. At first, she thought it was a hug, then realized that her friend was rolling onto her back, trying to position Linda on top. This seemed like a great idea, and soon Linda was lying on Scarlett, their bare bodies nestled snugly together, each girl’s slit rested against the other’s thigh. Linda could feel Scarlett grind against her, and hastened to copy her friend’s movements.
Now they were kissing and working their bodies together, and it was amazing. Oh, my goodness. Scarlett was right; this really does feel like heaven. She’d never had an orgasm before, though she vaguely knew what the word meant. It had always seemed to be dirty; something she was too young to be thinking about. Now, though, Linda felt like she might die if she didn’t have one right this minute.
Scarlett was panting and gasping in time with the hard thrusts she was making against Linda’s leg. Linda realized that she was doing the same, fully matching Scarlett’s tempo. It was like pressing her pussy against a live wire. The universe was reduced to their bodies, their movements, the sounds of their increasingly frenzied workout. And the pleasure… Oh, my God, it’s so, so good.
Suddenly it occurred to her they were making a lot of noise, maybe loud enough to be heard. What if someone came to see what was going on? The crazy idea that she might not even care if they got caught was lost in a jumble of incredible sensations.
Then Scarlett was screaming. That was the only way to describe it. They’re gonna hear that for sure! was the last thought to flash through Linda’s mind before her own cries filled the air.
White-hot jolts of ecstasy rocketed through her body. She was either thinking or howling, “Ohmygod! Ohmygod! Ohmygod!” as the first orgasm of her life took hold and wouldn’t let go.
Her climax lasted for what felt like minutes, though she was sure that wasn’t the case. It was as if time itself no longer existed outside this instant. Her body jerked and heaved with the sensations that enveloped her. Linda was vaguely aware of her breath coming in gasps, seeming to fill the room with the sound of her breathing. From somewhere beyond her body, she could hear the same squeals and heaving breaths from Scarlett.
After the fireworks finally ended, Linda rolled off Scarlett and onto her back, separating their damp, glistening bodies. They lay quietly side by side, catching their breath. Finally, Scarlett turned toward her friend. “Was I right, or was I right? Like heaven, huh?”
Linda wore a grin of complete satisfaction. “You were right.” The girls giggled, then drifted together in a tender kiss.
At that point, there was a knock at the bedroom door. “Girls?” It was Scarlett’s mom.
“Oh, shit!” Linda hissed. She seldom used cuss words, but now she was in full panic mode, already dreading what her parents would say when Mrs. Jacobson told them what she’d caught them doing.
Scarlett, on the other hand, was unruffled. “Just a sec,” she answered, then pulled the covers up to just beneath their bare shoulders.
Linda was puzzled. Mrs. Jacobson would surely know they were naked underneath, or at least topless. But before she could tug the blanket any higher, Scarlett said, “C’mon in, Mom.”
The door opened, and a smiling Mrs. Jacobson stood there, dressed only in a skimpy nightgown that revealed quite a bit. In fact, her breasts were clearly visible through the filmy material. The sight surprised Linda, an unexpected hint of warmth flickering between her thighs. Scared as she was, Linda still had to admit that her friend’s mom was wicked hot.
“I could hear you girls,” Mrs. Jacobson said. Smiling at Linda, she added, “Don’t worry, sweetheart… we’re very open about such things in this house. Scarlett has told me more than a few times that she has a big crush on you, so I knew something like this was likely to happen. As long as you keep it a secret, you’re welcome to come spend the night anytime your parents say you can and make love with Scarlett. It’s totally natural for girls to experiment with each other, so don’t feel like you’ve done anything wrong.”
“Um, sure, okay,” Linda said, suddenly unable to meet the woman’s penetrating gaze. “Thanks, Mrs. Jacobson.”
“Yeah… thanks, Mom,” Scarlett exclaimed, all smiles.
Mrs. Jacobson looked from one girl to the other. “Can I get either of you something to drink? After that workout, I’ll bet you’re both thirsty!”
“That’s okay,” Scarlett said. “I’ll get us a couple of sodas.” With that, she emerged stark naked from the bed.
Linda stared in disbelief as Scarlett advanced toward the doorway without a stitch of clothing… then her jaw dropped when Scarlett paused to kiss her mother – on the mouth. It was anything but a daughterly kiss. Linda could see her friend’s tongue dart between Mrs. Jacobson’s parted lips.
The woman briefly resisted, but not for long. With a low moan, Mrs. Jacobson responded, her tongue flashed to life, then mother and daughter shared a passionate kiss. Linda barely restrained a shocked gasp when Scarlett placed a hand on her mom’s breast, fondling it through the gauzy nightgown.
Finally breaking away, Scarlett glanced over at her wide-eyed friend and gave her a wink. “Be right back!” she chirped, then vanished from sight. Her bare feet could be heard against the wooden floor for a few steps.
Mrs. Jacobson watched her daughter go, then turned back to Linda. Her cheeks were flushed. “I hope you’ll keep our secret, Linda. Please don’t tell anyone about what you just saw. It would cause us serious problems… and honestly, we’re not hurting anyone. Scarlett loves it. Our lifestyle, I mean.”
“I… I won’t say anything, Mrs. Jacobson,” Linda said, imagining what it would be like to share a bed with Scarlett’s mother. The sight of her in that see-through nightie caused a renewed warmth to spread beneath her belly.
“Good. Call me Margeaux, by the way. Well, I’ll give you some privacy. You two have fun, okay?”
“Okay.” Linda couldn’t believe an adult was actually encouraging her to have lesbian sex… and enjoy it!.
“Good night, sweetie.” With that, Scarlett’s smiling mother gently closed the door.
Linda couldn’t believe what she’d just seen, but knew one thing for certain: she would be spending the night at Scarlett’s as often as she could.
When Scarlett returned with the drinks a minute or so later, she handed Linda a can of soda, then rejoined her on the bed, murmuring, “I bet you’ve got a few questions.”
“No shit,” Linda said. It was almost unheard of for her to swear twice in the same day, but her life was undergoing some major changes. “Your mom is okay with this? Us doing sexy stuff?”
“More than okay. She loves it.”
“And the way you two kissed. It was like girlfriends kissing, not a mom and daughter.”
“That’s how it is when we fuck,” Scarlett said.
It was the answer she’d expected to hear – well, not with her friend using that word – but Linda was still shocked. “So you and your mom…?”
“Yeah. We have sex. Pretty often, actually.”
“Whoa. When did that get started?”
“Oh, I was a lot younger… about nine, I think. Mom got my sister to teach me how, then we both started doing it with her, too. I’ve also had sex with my brother and dad, but that’s a story for another day… or night.” Scarlett winked at Linda.
“What do you do with your mom… and your sister?”
Scarlett shrugged. “Everything.”
“And what does ‘everything’ mean?” Linda demanded. “Don’t be a tease. Tell me!”
“You know, lesbian sex. Things two girls can do to each other with all their clothes off. Kissing, rubbing, fingering, licking, sucking. Fucking. All of it!”
Linda was intrigued. “Licking? Sucking?”
“Yeah. I was gonna show you that next time you spend the night.”
“Next time?”
“Sorry, but I’m too tired right now. I had sex with my sister Gina just before your dad brought you over, so I’m kinda wiped out, y’know?”
“I guess.” Now Linda found herself picturing Scarlett and her big sister naked, in bed and having sex. It was a compelling image, one that caused her pussy to tingle and throb.
Taking one last swallow of soda, Scarlett dropped the empty can in the waste basket beside her bed. A moment later, Linda did the same. “Goodnight,” Scarlett said and leaned over for a kiss.
Linda responded, seeking her friend’s tongue, and their kiss grew deep and passionate. After a moment, Scarlett gently broke away. “I love you, y’know.”
“Yeah,” Linda said, all but glowing with happiness. “I love you, too. I… I’ve felt that way for a long time.”
Scarlett smiled at Linda, then rolled away from her. “Spoon with me,” she said.
“Sure.” Linda scooted over to press her body against Scarlett’s, making sure her pussy was nestled into the cleft of her best friend’s flawless bottom.
Before long, they both dozed off.
***
Later that night, Linda felt movement in the bed, enough to wake her. When she opened her eyes, she was drowsy at first, wondering what was going on. An instant later, she was wide awake, heart pounding.
Scarlett’s mother Margeaux was in bed with them. She was lying on her tummy between her daughter’s legs, licking Scarlett’s slit. Margeaux was naked, just like the girls, and Linda had a very enticing view of the woman’s bottom as she feasted on her daughter’s pussy.
Scarlett’s eyes were tightly closed, her hands resting on Margeaux’s head. “Oh, Mom,” she was whispering, “that f-feels so nice. I love it when you do that to me.”
Scooting back against the headboard, Linda sat quietly, watching the sex between mother and daughter, feeling her pussy throb. I’m gonna have to touch myself down there, she decided. There’s no way I can see something like this, then just roll over and go to sleep.
She wondered: would Margeaux or Scarlett mind if she masturbated while watching them have sex? She didn’t see why. Mrs. Jacobson did tell us to have fun, didn’t she? Surely she didn’t expect me to sleep through this. It wasn’t as if either of them were making much of an effort to keep quiet.
Deciding to go for it, Linda placed a finger at the top of her slit and instantly felt a twinge of pleasure course through her. Neither Scarlett nor her mother seemed to notice, so she began to rub herself in small circles, occasionally reaching down to gather some of the juices that were now flowing freely from her vagina, then smearing them over the labial folds for extra lubrication.
Linda’s attention shifted back and forth from Mrs. Jacobson’s ass to where her mouth was between Scarlett’s legs. Wonder what it tastes like? she asked herself. Realizing the answer was literally at her fingertips, she brought her hand to her lips, taking a cautious lick. Mmmm… not bad. She took a finger in her mouth to suck. Kinda nice, even.
Margeaux opened her eyes, which lit up at the sight of Linda watching them fuck. She raised her head from Scarlett’s pussy to speak, and her daughter let out a whimper of protest.
“Well, we were hoping you’d wake up,” Margeaux said.
“You did?”
Opening her own eyes, Scarlett grinned. “Linda! Cool. Wanna join us?”
Linda couldn’t believe it. Scarlett and her mom wanted to have sex with her! “Um, sure,” she said. “Yeah!”
“Let’s do a daisy chain,” Mrs. Jacobson said.
Do a what..? Linda wondered. But Scarlett broke in before she could ask.
“Yeah, let’s!” her friend exclaimed, “So. Linda, lie down so you can lick my mom. She’ll do it to me, and I’ll lick you, all at the same time. It’s awesome!”
Linda was nervous, never having done anything like this, but she was beside herself with arousal, eager to learn everything she could about lesbian sex. And you learn by doing… that’s what Dad always says.
Arranging herself on the bed so she could lick Margeaux, Linda shifted her hips until her sex was within easy reach of Scarlett’s mouth. Seconds later, she felt the caress of her friend’s tongue, then Scarlett pressed her mouth against Linda’s pussy in an open-mouthed kiss.
“Oh my God!” Linda blurted. It was so far beyond the pleasures she’d experienced thus far that she had to struggle to keep from screaming.
Taking a steadying breath, Linda gazed into the wet folds of Mrs. Jacobson’s sex. She was so wet that it looked as if someone had poured real cream into her pussy, and the thick, earthy scent had Linda feeling lightheaded. Moistening her lips, she wondered what it would taste like, compared to hers. Only one way to find out...
Drawing close, Linda leaned forward and gave the woman’s slit a tentative lick, gathering a hint of the cream onto the tip of her tongue. It really wasn’t enough to get a real taste, so she pressed her tongue against the juicy opening once more.
She paused to sample the flavor, and a thrill went through her as she realized it was delicious. She was about to move in for more, but Margeaux stopped licking her daughter long enough to say, “Is this your first time eating pussy, Linda?”
“Um, yeah,” Linda admitted. She could have lied, but it must have seemed obvious that she was new to this.
“That’s fine. We all have to start somewhere. Just lick the opening and the folds of skin down there, maybe put your tongue inside… but when I start getting really, really excited, you want to pay special attention to the clit.”
“Your… clit?”
“Yes. You were just pressing against it with your tongue. It’s that little bump near the top of the slit. Can you see it?”
It took a few seconds to find what Margeaux was talking about. “Um, okay. Yeah, I found it.”
“Good job. The only other thing you have to do is, well, enjoy yourself.”
Linda giggled. “I can do that!” Diving in, she began to lick Scarlett’s mom in earnest, doing her best to make the woman feel incredible. Her lips, cheeks and chin were soon dripping with the luscious essence of pussy. She trailed her tongue up and down through the rosy flesh, nibbled at the labial folds, thrust her tongue in and out of Mrs. Jacobson’s vagina – anything she could think of.
Whatever she was doing seemed to work, too. She could hear Margeaux humming her approval, then a moan escaped the woman’s lips. Linda’s excitement was at fever pitch, her nervousness gone. She was about to make a grown woman come with her mouth! How cool is that? she thought.
Meanwhile, Scarlett’s lips and tongue were doing a lively dance on Linda’s pussy. She wondered how young her friend had been when Scarlett had learned about sex. Ten? Seven? I’ll have to ask her about that some time.
In less than a minute, Linda could tell her orgasm was fast approaching. She bucked and squirmed at the constant, incredible contact between Scarlett’s mouth and her pussy as those good feelings got more and more intense.
Wanting Mrs. Jacobson to come at the same time she did, Linda centered her attention on the little bump the woman had pointed out to her a moment ago. The… the clit, that’s what she called it. Lick her there. That’s what Scarlett was doing to her, and it really did feel amazing. Taking the engorged nubbin between her lips, Linda sucked at it like a straw, then flicked it a few times with her tongue.
Soon, Margeaux began to tremble and shake, groaning into her daughter’s pussy. The moan became a wail, and just as Linda realized she was making Mrs. Jacobson come, her own orgasm slammed home.
Since Margeaux was making enough of a racket to wake the neighborhood, it seemed okay for Linda to let loose herself. So she squealed out loud through her own frenzied climax, forming an erotic chorus of sorts with Mrs. Jacobson and Scarlett, who was also coming.
Once their ecstasy had crested and waned, the three broke apart and rolled onto their backs, catching their breath. After a moment, Mrs. Jacobson murmured, “Linda, honey… I imagine you’re a bit sensitive down there, but would you mind if I had a taste of you?”
“Um… not at all! I’d love for you to,” Linda quickly replied, a tremor in her voice. She knew Scarlett and her mom were lovers, but hadn’t considered the notion that Mrs. Jacobson might want to do those things to her, too. Well, why not? I licked her; it’s only fair.
Linda watched in awe, heart fluttering as Margeaux stretched out between her thighs. “You have a lovely cunt, dearest,” she said, lightly tracing the slit with a finger. “I’m going to enjoy this.”
She began by lightly kissing the folds of Linda’s pussy, avoiding her clit. It was true that the girl was still tender after her orgasm, but Margeaux’s gentleness brought her along gradually, coaxing the spark into a flame, then the flame into a roaring fire. Soon, Linda was holding her legs wide apart, panting, “Yes, yes, yes, yes, YES!”
Linda felt soft lips brushing her cheek, Surprised, she opened her eyes to find Scarlett at her side. Their mouths drifted together in a kiss that quickly grew heated. Linda surprised herself by bringing her tongue into play first, but Scarlett was quick to respond.
Something about the taste of her friend’s lips got Linda’s attention – then she realized that, of course, it was the flavor of her own pussy. Omigosh, that’s so, SO hot! Wanting more, she circled Scarlett’s mouth with her tongue.
Scarlett said, “I’m so glad this is happening, Linda. I’ve been wanting to share you with Mom for… oh, ages. Just wait, though. Next, time, we’ll get my big sister in on it, and we’ll all fuck. Gina thinks you’re way hot!”
With that revelation, Linda went off in her third orgasm of the night. And as she mewled and shook, her body bucking wildly, it occurred to her that she wouldn’t mind living with this family forever. She could never experience this kind of freedom in her own home. It would have taken every ounce of courage Linda had just to tell her mother that she masturbated. And the idea of talking to her about being into girls? Well, that seemed as remote Linda as winning at Wimbledon – and she didn’t even play tennis, much less excel at it.
Once Linda recovered, Margeaux gave her a deep, passionate kiss. Like she had with Scarlett, Linda licked around the woman’s mouth, savoring that thick, luscious taste of hersel.
Finally, Mrs. Jacobson got up and slipped into her nightie. Smiling at Linda, she said. “Do you have any questions for me, hon?”
Linda thought for a second. “Am I the youngest girl you’ve ever had sex with?”
Mrs. Jacobson smiled. “Since I became an adult, you mean?”
“Yes.”
Margeaux shook her head. “Well, no. I first made love to Scarlett before she turned ten. But I’ve also been with an eight-year-old before. My niece Violet.”
“How old is she now?”
“Fourteen.”
Linda’s eyes widened. “Wow. You’ve been doing this for a while, huh?”
Mrs. Jacobson idly cupped her breasts. “With girls? Since I was seven. It really got started when I was fourteen and worked as a babysitter. Sometimes I fucked their moms, too.”
“Wow. Did you, er, ever do something with a kid who didn’t wanna do stuff?”
“Never. That’s one thing I would never do, honey. If they don’t want it, I don’t either.”
“Okay. Guess that’s all the questions I have. For now, anyway.”
“All right, then. Goodnight, girls.” Mrs. Jacobson gave them each a brief kiss, then left the room.
Scarlett wrapped her arms around Linda. “I love you,” she said.
“I love you too, Scar. Thank you for… for showing me such a great time.”
“Oh, it was my pleasure. Hmmm. It’s nearly 3 AM. Let’s get some sleep.”
“Fine. Some time, though, you’ve got to tell me about the first time you did it with your mom. I totally want to hear that story!”
“Tomorrow, I promise.” Reaching over to the lamp on her nightstand, Scarlett switched it off, plunging the room into darkness. “G’night, Lin.”
“Night-night.” Linda murmured, setting down.
Her head was such a crazy whirl that she half-expected to pass a sleepless night. In fact, she dozed off before five minutes had passed
***
The next morning at breakfast, everyone was smiling at Linda and Scarlett when they padded into the kitchen.
“Have fun last night?” asked Scarlett’s older sister Gina.
Scarlett fired back, “More fun than you did, fingering your pussy while you listened to us fuck.”
“Aw, I thought I kept the volume down. How’d you know?” Gina replied, sporting a bad-girl grin.
“Because it’s what I would’ve done if you’d had one of your sexy friends in bed.”
“Or you could’ve just joined them,” Scarlett’s brother Jake said, glancing up from his plate.
Scarlett grinned. “Well, yeah, there’s that.”
***
As Linda lay in her own bed the next night, replaying the entire evening in her mind, she brought herself to a lovely orgasm – her second of the day, actually.
It surprised her at first, how often she felt the need to make herself come since the sleepover, but it would be the way of things for her from that day forward. Linda was destined to be a girl who simply had to have at least one orgasm every day, either as she was going to bed, about to get out of bed, or in the shower. And when nobody else was home, she nearly always did it then, too.
Of course, there were also the many sexual encounters Linda would have with girls and women, starting with Scarlett, Margeaux, and Gina. She was a frequent guest at the Jacobson residence, and was nearly always assured of a good time with one or more of her three lovers there.
Linda would forever be addicted to orgasms, beautiful women, and lesbian sex. As far as she was concerned, there was nothing better.
The End
Waiting for Mom to return from the bathroom, Didi idly fondled her missy through the flimsy boxers she wore. It was her turn to choose in their game of Truth or Dare, and she was trying to summon up the nerve to ask for what she really wanted. After all, Mum was the one who came up with the whole ‘No Mad Zone’ idea, so I can say whatever I like. And if Mum picks ‘dare’… well she’d have to do it, wouldn’t she?