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.

 

by JetBoy

It’s my sad duty to inform the Juicy Secrets community that one of our celebrated authors was recently taken from us. The writer who went by the name Karin Halle passed away a few days ago.

She had mentioned being hospitalized, but didn’t go into detail as to why. As it transpired, she was fighting cancer… and not long after our last communication, she lost the final battle. One of Karin’s relations ran across an email I’d sent, and was kind enough to fill me in on her passing.

I only really knew Karin in the way that an editor can know a writer, though our relationship was a good and friendly one. I liked her stories immensely, she was nearly always satisfied with what input I provided, and we were always on the best of terms.

It’s striking to note how many of her stories feature characters who are going through setbacks in their lives, if not outright tragedy… and in every case, love serves to ease their sorrows over the long haul. There’s a lesson for us there, if we have the wisdom to see it.

I promise you this: we’ve not seen the last of Karin Halle’s work at Juicy Secrets. She was an amazingly prolific writer, turning out stories much faster than they could be edited. There are at least a dozen more in our possession, and as long as this site exists, we will continue to share them with you.

Thank you, Karin, for the gift of your creativity. Whatever realm you currently wander in the hereafter, we hope it is a blissful one.

by JetBoy

(I put a version of this blog post up every year, more or less… but unfortunately, it’s still very much relevant today, hence its appearance yet again. It’s not a story, or indeed, even erotic. Nonetheless its message is very heartfelt, and it only runs for a few paragraphs, so please indulge us and read on.)

I’d like to bring up a subject that is very near and dear to us folks who run Juicy Secrets: your comments and feedback, and how crucially important it is to us — and this site.

First, a few words about what goes into making Juicy Secrets what it is.

Without even asking, I can speak for all the staff members of the site, past and present, in saying that what we have here is a genuine labor of love. Read our first-year anniversary blog post to get an inkling of the satisfaction and outright joy Naughty Mommy, Cheryl Taggert and me, your Boy Pornographer derived from planning Juicy Secrets, bringing it to life and watching it grow.

But when you click onto our link and navigate around the site, exploring its nooks and crannies, what you’re seeing is the result of work. A lot of work. Adding new posts and stories (which often includes considerable reformatting from the original source), hunting for thrilling images to accompany them, making necessary changes to the site pages to present and catalog these posts, editing and proofreading work for our guest authors, composing critiques, both positive and critical, for submitted stories (including the ones that don’t make the cut), dealing with technical requirements and issues, etc.

Not to mention writing our own stories, which requires a heaping helping of time in itself.

Needless to say, we don’t make a cent doing this. Actually, it’s not even possible to make a living by offering the kind of fiction that we do. I’d estimate that ninety-eight percent of our content consists of stories that no publisher (actual or virtual) would touch with a ten-foot pole — and the lion’s share of them wouldn’t be accepted by any of the big erotica sites, either.

Which brings us to the million-dollar question: why do we do this? Well, there’s the pride we feel at having created Juicy Secrets, and the security of having a safe space for our work. But there’s also the enormous pleasure of having that work noticed and acknowledged, particularly in the words of praise and the thoughtful comments that some of you are kind enough to leave after you read.

It’s hard to describe just how good it feels, that giddy surge of delight that we experience when a reader compliments our writing. It’s a friendly pat on the back, an assuring smile, a hug of encouragement that tells us our work has value — and all the time, effort and yes, occasional frustration that went into it was worthwhile. The warm regard of an audience is a better high than any drug, no question.

On the other hand, it’s a major downer to pay a visit to a recently posted story, one that you put your heart and soul into, and find no more than a handful of comments, even after it’s been on our home page for weeks. And frankly, that’s been happening a lot these days. I’ve known authors of erotic stories — good erotic stories — who’ve simply abandoned their craft in defeat, convinced that barely anyone gives a damn about their work.

Don’t misunderstand, dear readers — your Boy Author is not throwing a woe-unto-us pity party here. My cohorts and I derive a great deal of satisfaction from doing what we do. But your comments add so much to that satisfaction that I’m willing to put aside my pride — indeed, even my dignity! — to plead with you good people: spare a thought for the writers and their efforts when you especially enjoy reading a Juicy Secrets story, and leave a comment.

It’s not just the praise that sustains us, mind you… we also appreciate criticism, when you feel it’s warranted, and it’s always helpful when you let us know about mistakes you catch in our work. We’re always striving to do our work a little better, and your careful scrutiny makes that possible.

It should be added here that, much as we who toil here crave your praise, it’s even more important that you leave comments for our newer authors when they post stories. Doing so will increase the likelihood that they’ll continue to write — a winning situation for both Juicy Secrets and its readers!

One final point: we are not — emphatically not — asking anyone to offer praise for our work if we haven’t earned it. As comedian Flip Wilson once said, “If you didn’t intend to applaud, don’t applaud. Keep your damn hands to yourself!” On the other hand, if the story moved your soul, got you feeling warm and tingly all over, or spurred you into a “happy ending” of your own… why not take sixty seconds out of your life to tell us so? Thirty seconds, even. Hell, you can type “Great story!” in less than ten. And honestly, it does mean the world to our authors.

Thanks for indulging my shameless pandering, and for being a part of this site’s extended family. (You must be, if you’ve read this far.) May the road always rise with you.

Love always, JetBoy

by JetBoy

Hard to believe, but the calendar does not lie. It has been a whopping NINE YEARS since Naughty Mommy, Cheryl Taggert and your Boy Pornographer set out on a mission: to create the hottest lesbian fiction website in Christendom. Did we succeed? Well, I’d say so. Your mileage may vary. Then again, you’re here right now, aren’t you?

Since those heady days, Naughty Mommy has moved to pastures new, Cheryl was tragically taken from us a few years ago, and… well, I’m still here, guarding the torch. As is Amanda Lynn, who bravely took on the Herculean task of filling Naughty Mommy’s shoes as Maintainer Of The Site. So Juicy Secrets still exists, doing what it does.

Looking at the site now, I’m not ashamed to admit to a certain measure of pride over what we’ve created. Hundreds of lesbian stories, novelettes, novellas and novels, raging from decent to flat-out awesome. Along the way, we’ve managed to unearth neglected or lost Sapphic gems, coax a few retired writers back into service and – most important of all – encourage the work of fledgling authors who saw value in Juicy Secrets and wanted to contribute.

As usual, I extend hearty thanks for them that pitch in to make JS what it is. First and foremost on my list has to be Amanda Lynn, whose able hand keeps this site up to date and looking good. Juicy Secrets would be utterly lost without her. And she’s a damn fine writer, too.

Next comes two noble souls who pitch in as editors, for which I am eternally grateful: give it up for Jacqueline Jillinghoff and BlueJean, both top-notch authors in their own right. Much appreciated, y’all.

We dare not forget a pair of site friends of long standing who always lend valued assistance when needed: No One and Sapphmore, both of whom have also turned out stories that are well worth your time.

I’d also like to proffer a generous measure of gratitude to our current stable of writers… the good people who make Juicy Secrets your quality one-stop for lesbian fiction running the gamut from the sultry to the sleazy. In addition to the Fabulous Five listed above, my cap is doffed to Purple Les, Rachael Yukey, kinkychic and kinkys_sis (our beloved Kinky Sisters), Karin Halle, BabyKeiko, Rosey M, Joe Dornish, Louisa May and more.

Finally, to everyone who visits this site and takes pleasure from it: you are why we do this. Your love, energy and enthusiasm are the coin we receive for our efforts. Many thanks.

by JetBoy

Friends, readers, contributors, Romans, countrymen, etc.

We’ve been busier than a one-armed short-order cook of late, it is true. Nonetheless, we thought it high time to bring you good people up to date with developments at Juicy Secrets, the world’s greatest edgy lesbian fiction site in a crowded field of… one. Sigh. Guess that also makes us the worst.

Enough levity. On to the news:

First, site co-founder and author extraordinaire Naughty Mommy has officially retired from writing under that moniker. She’s been on an extended break for a few years, but finally made it official. It’s an unhappy, but not unexpected turn of events. She did mention having a few unfinished pieces that might be completed one day, but also let me know that she hasn’t touched these in a long, long while, so we shouldn’t get our hopes too high.

Despite this loss, we still have truckloads of amazing erotica under the Naughty Mommy banner, waiting to arouse and delight each and every one of you. So let’s not mourn the stories that will never be, but celebrate the treasures we still have in our vault. And if you’ve never read the work of Naughty Mommy before… well, what on earth are you waiting for?

Secondly, there are a few forum pages here at Juicy Secrets that have been regularly attracting the kind of questionable comments that we would prefer not to have at the site, and have asked our public not to leave. What discussion there was on these pages between actual members of the JS community seems to have petered out years ago, only to be replaced by the commentary of random oddballs who insist that children can consent to sex with adults because it feels good, or share disturbing stories of real-life experiences involving underage participants – mostly bullshit, we’ve no doubt, but still against site policy and a real pain in the gluteus maximus for us to read and purge.

Therefore, we have elected to take the following pages down. Site friend No One sent me his thoughts on these, and I think them relevant enough to share with you:

Child Models – This one I would strongly suggest deleting since it has a bunch of people praising illegal or at least exploitative content. (Most of the links are broken anyway.)

Attraction to Young Girls, Lesbian Incest and to a lesser extent Letting the Secret Out – These are the ones that most commonly have random people dropping by to break the rules, either by advocating for real-life adult/child sexual contact, or by telling their alleged experiences of the same. Nobody’s having any interesting, active conversations there these days.

In addition, there are a couple of pages that are completely out of date and of no relevance, taking up real estate that could be occupied by more hot lesbian fiction.

Twitter Confession – Basically, none of the Twitter accounts mentioned in this post are active anymore, so it seems utterly pointless to keep this. (Also, fuck Elon Musk.)

Seeking Life Partner – This page is six years old, so the guy who posted it could well be married and have kindergarten-age kids by now.

So yeah, these pages are now gone. Apologies to anyone who feels cheated, but we’re doing our level best to make the staff’s life easier… more importantly, we wish to avoid content that could get Juicy Secrets shut down for the third time. If that happens, I very much doubt we’ll be able to get it started again.

Thirdly, I bring a heartfelt request for help from Cunthia, the original founder of Leslita (later Lesbian Lolita), the sapphic erotic fiction site that inspired so many of us. It’s no exaggeration to say there would be NO Juicy Secrets without Leslita to light the way. It was this site that prompted me to write my very first erotic story.

Cunthia retired from running Leslita about six years ago, handing the keys over to a new administrator. Those keys got passed around a time or two until the site got unfairly nuked.

Basically, she wants to fix the home page and update it so Leslita no longer links to the defunct site – a most worthy goal, I think we can all agree.

The question, then: does anyone have an archive of the site as it was when shut down in 2022? I know there are a couple of folks who have done that very thing for Juicy Secrets, so we’re hoping…

If you have any info that could be helpful in this matter, please drop us a line at [email protected].

Okay, that’s enough news for now. Go read a story.

Love, JetBoy

by JetBoy

First, apologies for putting up a new item that isn’t actually a sex story. Rest assured, our next post will be crammed to the gunwales with the fine lesbian content you’ve come to expect from us.

What’s this all about, then? Basically, we at Juicy Secrets thought it was a good time for something you’ve not encountered before at the site: guidelines for you kind souls who take the time to leave comments for our stories.

Note: if you never leave commentary, and have no intention of ever doing so, you might as well blow this post off altogether and seek out something with more hot lesbian action (otherwise known as “everything else we’ve got here.”) The rest of you, pull up a chair – let’s have a little chat.

At least four times since the founding of Juicy Secrets, I’ve left blog posts about the comment section, asking our readers to take a moment to say a little something about the stories we print. Or a lot of something, if you prefer. Your opinions mean the world to us – in fact, we see them as a reward to our writers, editors and staff for the hard work that goes into making this site what it is.

Sometimes, though, we get comments that are, er, less than ideal, occasionally irksome, even downright infuriating. Our objective with this post is to address that issue, and let you know how we’d prefer you good people conduct yourselves when engaging with us and other readers. So… here goes.

Juicy Secrets Comment Etiquette

1. First, any mention, promotion, endorsement, encouragement or solicitation of real-life sex between adults and children is strictly forbidden. We traffic in fantasy, not child abuse.
2. While we certainly welcome and encourage comments from men, please remember that this is a lesbian-oriented site. Guys, we really, really don’t need to hear about your throbbing stiffies, massive loads of jizz, masturbatory techniques, or whatever heterosexual antics you’d like to get up to with the characters in the stories. You wouldn’t go into a lesbian bar and indiscriminately flash your wang at the ladies, right?
3. Juicy Secrets isn’t intended as a hookup site… though you can invite contact from others, if you care to. We won’t stop you from making your email address public, but know that you’d be opening yourself up to — well, all kinds of rank insanity. On the other hand, you might find your new best friend. Needless to say, we disavow any responsibility for any Bad Consequences that occur because you put your contact info out there. Our advice? If you seek companionship here, do so thoughtfully and with caution. As an old drag queen once told William S Burroughs, “Some people are shits, darling.”
4. We can’t always require civilized behavior… but we strongly encourage it. Strive for politeness; refrain from flinging insults around. If a comment gives you offense, we suggest taking time to cool off before you reply, instead of charging ahead when your dander is up. Remember: if you respond with abuse, you’re wrong even when you’re right… but if the other guys are the ones spewing rage, they’re making themselves into bigger jerks than your scornful reply ever could.

We reserve the right to flush any comments that violate these guidelines, so either exercise good judgment when making your opinion public, or make your violations so entertaining that we couldn’t bear to lose them. Thanks for reading.

 

By JetBoy

Lo and behold, another twelve months have slipped through the hourglass. Man, those grains of sand are feeling more like ball bearings every day…

Anyhow, here we are, commemorating another year of Juicy Secrets. The eighth, to be specific.

It’s been a long wild ride since those heady days of yore, when Naughty Mommy, Cheryl Taggart and yours truly cobbled this site together out of string, chewing gum, boundless enthusiasm and a few dozen dirty stories.

The original concept was to set up a home for our own erotic fiction, but we quickly got seduced by the notion of inviting like-minded reprobates to send us their stories. We got some great ones, too — some by authors who are still writing for us. Later, when it appeared that our sister site Leslita was on the verge of disappearing for good (as it finally did last year), we worked feverishly to harvest their best material for Juicy Secrets. We compiled these in a new Archive section, then began trawling other story sites for more erotic yummies to tickle your tummies.

Along the way, Cheryl moved on to become a published author, then succumbed to cancer a couple of years later. (Rest in peace, dear friend.) Naughty Mommy retired from the site to devote more time to her family. Poppabear signed on as an associate editor, applying his discerning skills to numerous stories, then simply vanished one day. We honor and cherish these three for all they did to make Juicy Secrets what it is. Cheryl and Naughty Mommy have stories aplenty here; please read them.

Before Naughty Mommy’s departure, Amanda Lynn, already a fine JS contributor in her own right, volunteered to lend a much-needed hand. Needless to say, I seized that hand and have clutched it like a drowning man ever since. Naughty Mommy trained her in the art of running this site, and Amanda has done so with distinction, keeping the machine purring like a well-fed cat. Every year, I ask you Good Peoples who make up the Juicy Secrets community to offer her vigorous and lusty thanks, and 2023 is no exception. Thank you, Amanda. Thank you.

Last year we had an enormous stroke of luck when JS contributor Jacqueline Jillinghoff, noticing a comment of mine in which I casually mentioned my massive backlog of stories waiting to be edited, offered to take on some of the load. Privately, I questioned her sanity, but wasn’t about to say no. JJ  has been an invaluable asset ever since, applying her polishing skills to numerous stories – in particular the Kinky Sisters’ saga “Queen of the Pirates.” She is also an immensely gifted author whose stories are a crucial read for devotees of edgy erotica.

And that’s not all! The caprices of fortune have brought Juicy Secrets yet another editing champion – in this case, our own esteemed author BlueJean. Out of the blue, he offered to work on stories for us, and is off to a smashing start. His second contribution as associate editor, “My Sister’s Trap,” has recently been posted. BlueJean is also a superb author in his own right, not to be missed.

Of course, I must mention our site friends, always willing to offer a hand when needed. No One (yet another excellent JS author) has lent us considerable behind-the-scene assistance over the years. And my man Sapphmore, in addition to being an ace writing partner, has also distinguished himself as the Sherlock Holmes of lesbian fiction, able to track down obscure stories with a few keystrokes.

Finally, this testament would be tragically incomplete without a tip of the fedora to you, the reading public of Juicy Secrets. Your love and passion are the fuel that keep our proud little site going. Many thanks, and here’s to another awesome year!

Yrs, JetBoy

by JetBoy

The recent disappearance of our elder sibling site Lesbian Lolita has shaken up Juicy Secrets in a big way, and has led to fragments of uncertain news and rumors flying about like angry bees. Amanda and I have been blitzed with questions galore on the subject… and frankly, neither of us knows for absolute certain what went down, which makes it difficult to reply to those inquiries. So it seemed like a good idea to provide a blog entry for the denizens of JS to share what they know, along with apologies for our ignorance on the matter.

What I’ve heard is that host site Sapphic Shares, after who knows how many threats, got the axe from their host, and Lesbian Lolita got dragged down along with them. That’s the extent of my knowledge; there could be much more to tell. Those of you who can fill out the finer details of this story, please feel free to share.

While we’re at it, anyone who knows what happened to the massive erotic fiction resource ASSTR is also encouraged to respond. I recently managed to find the site at a different web address from my linked one (https://asstr.xyz), but the content has been reduced to virtually nil, and damn near every site connected with them seems to have vanished.

The whole affair is a major annoyance, not least because of the lack of tangible detail. I’ve scoured Google for some kind of information, but came up empty-handed. If this occurrence involved anything other than porn, the story would receive at least a smidgen of media coverage, but as of now there’s only a chorus of crickets.

Thanks in advance for your input, beloved readers.

By JetBoy

(This is a re-run of a blog post I did several years ago… but as it’s still very much relevant today, here it is again. It’s not at all erotic, but very heartfelt, and it only runs for a few paragraphs, so please indulge us and read the thing.)

I’d like to bring up a subject that is very near and dear to us folks who run Juicy Secrets: your comments and feedback, and how crucially important it is to us — and this site.

First, a few words about what goes into making Juicy Secrets what it is.

Without even asking, I can speak for all of us in saying that the running of this site is a genuine labor of love. Read our first-year anniversary blog post to get an inkling of the satisfaction and outright joy we’ve derived from planning Juicy Secrets, bringing it to life and watching it grow.

But when you click onto our link and navigate around the site, exploring its nooks and crannies, what you’re seeing is the result of work. A lot of work. Adding new posts and stories (which often includes considerable reformatting from the original source), hunting for thrilling images to accompany them, making necessary changes to the site pages to present and catalogue these posts, editing and proofreading work for our guest authors, composing critiques, both positive and critical, for submitted stories (even the ones that don’t make the cut), dealing with technical requirements and issues, etc.

Not to mention writing our own stories, which requires a heaping helping of time in itself.

Needless to say, we don’t make a cent doing this. Actually, it’s not even possible to make a living by offering the kind of fiction that we do. I’d estimate that ninety-eight percent of our content consists of stories that no publisher (actual or virtual) would touch with a ten-foot pole — and the lion’s share of them wouldn’t be accepted by any of the big erotica sites, either.

Which brings us to the million-dollar question: why do we do this? Well, there’s the pride we feel at having created Juicy Secrets, and the security of having a safe space for our work. But there’s also the enormous pleasure of having that work noticed and acknowledged, particularly in the words of praise and the thoughtful comments that some of you are kind enough to leave after you read.

It’s hard to describe just how good it feels, that giddy surge of delight that we experience when a reader compliments our writing. It’s a friendly pat on the back, an assuring smile, a hug of encouragement that tells us our work has value — and all the time, effort and yes, occasional frustration that went into it was worthwhile. The warm regard of an audience is a better high than any drug, no question.

On the other hand, it’s a major downer to pay a visit to a recently posted story, one that you put your heart and soul into, and find no more than a single comment, or nothing at all. I’ve known authors of erotic stories — good erotic stories — who’ve simply abandoned their craft in defeat, convinced that barely anyone gives a damn about their work.

Don’t misunderstand, dear readers — your Boy Author is not throwing a woe-unto-us pity party here. My cohorts and I derive a great deal of satisfaction from doing what we do. But your comments add so much to that satisfaction that I’m willing to put aside my pride — indeed, even my dignity! — to plead with you good people: spare a thought for us when you especially enjoy reading a Juicy Secrets story, and leave a comment.

It’s not just the praise that sustains us, mind you… we also appreciate criticism, when you feel it’s warranted, and it’s always helpful when you let us know about mistakes you catch in our work. We’re always striving to do our work a little better, and your careful scrutiny makes that possible.

It should be added here that, much as we crave your praise, it’s even more important that you leave comments for our guest authors. Doing so will increase the likelihood that they’ll continue to write — a winning situation for both Juicy Secrets and its readers!

One final point: we are not — emphatically not — asking anyone to offer praise for our work if we haven’t earned it. As the great comedian Flip Wilson once said, “If you didn’t intend to applaud, don’t applaud. Keep your damn hands to yourself!” On the other hand, if the story moved your soul, got you feeling warm and tingly all over, or spurred you into a “happy ending” of your own… why not take sixty seconds out of your life to tell us so? Thirty seconds, even. Hell, you can type “Great story!” in less than ten. And it honestly does mean the world to us.

Thanks for indulging my shameless pandering, and for being a part of this site’s extended family. (You must be, if you’ve read this far.) May the road always rise with you.

Love always, JetBoy