Juicy Secrets Forbidden Tales of Lesbian Love

By Cheryl Taggert

“I’d never tell a soul,” Corinne said. “But–” she hesitated before saying what she wanted so badly to say. “But can I watch you two together?”

Laura’s mouth dropped open. She looked over at Emily, who was grinning. Watch them together? This sleepover was turning out to be even better than Laura had imagined it ever could be. Sure, she was hoping whatever happened tonight would eventually lead to having sex with the sexy redhead, but this was like she’d bought a lottery ticket and hit the jackpot, when all she’d hoped for was maybe a hundred dollars.

“You want to watch us have sex?”

Corinne nodded. “Yeah. Do you mind?”

“What are you gonna do?” Emily asked. She grinned once again. “You know, while my sister and me are licking each other’s pussy and coming?”

Corinne blushed. “You know. . . .”

“Touching yourself?”

Corinne’s blush matched her hair. Laura spoke up. “We’ll do it for you on one condition.”

“What?” Corinne couldn’t believe her luck! She was going to get to watch these two sisters — blood sisters — having sex with each other. She’d do damn near anything to do that.

“You can get close, but you can’t come.”

Corinne’s smile faded. Not come? “Why not?” she asked.

Laura glanced at Emily, who was equally perplexed. “Because we want to do that,” she said, the tip of her tongue snaking out and grazing the center of her upper lip.

Corinne glanced at the bedroom door. It was locked, yes, but what would the girls’ mom think if she came upon a locked bedroom door? Her own mother would totally freak if Corinne locked the door with someone else in her room. To her mom, that was a sure sign that they were doing something they shouldn’t be doing, and licking pussies certainly qualified for that. She hadn’t really considered it at first because she figured they would watch some porn for about ten minutes and leave the room. They had already been in there at least fifteen minutes, so Laura and Emily’s mom would start to grow suspicious soon and come try to enter the bedroom, perhaps with a brief knock before trying the doorknob.

Laura saw the glance and knew what Corinne was thinking. “Don’t worry about it,” she said. “My mom’s not going to come in.” She looked over at Emily before continuing. “She knows Emily and me sometimes masturbate together, and she’s cool with it.”

“Holy fuck!” Corinne said. “Does she know that’s what we’re doing now?”

“Maybe, but don’t let it bother you. Like I said, she’s fine with it. She and her sister used to do the same. She even told us her own brother took her virginity.”

Corinne didn’t know what to say. She was shocked that the girls knew that about their mom. She herself had no clue when her mom had lost her virginity, assuming it had been on her wedding night. Finally, she said, “Are you shitting me? Your mom had sex with her sister and brother?”

“Yes, but you can’t tell her you know. The truth is when Emily and me get it on and my mom’s the only other person in the house, we sometimes don’t bother to lock the door at all. I did it this time just to make you more comfortable.”

Corinne continued to blush. This news was a shock, but it was also sexy as hell. She could feel her pussy twinge at this revelation. A question occurred to her. “Has she ever, you know, caught you guys?”

Laura giggled. “Yeah. One time she walked in and stood there for about a minute, just watching. Then she reached inside her shorts and started diddling herself. She ended up coming watching us.”

“Does she know you guys do more than masturbate together?”

Emily piped up. “What do you think she caught us doing when she got herself off?”

Laura was happy that Emily hadn’t added anything about having sex with their mom. She wanted to move more gradually into that. It was one thing for a couple of sisters to get it on with each other, that happened all the time. It was something else entirely for two sisters to have sex with their own mother. She didn’t want to scare Corinne off. She just wanted to make things a bit more relaxed for Corinne, not to mention setting the stage for Corinne and her mom to enjoy each other at some point in the future. Laura could tell her mom thought Corinne was hot. This was just adding some lube to the possibility.

Corinne said, “So she knows we’re probably fooling around in here?”

“I’d say the odds are somewhere between 99.9 and 100 percent,” Laura said. “I’d have told you before, but I figured you might freak out. Now that we’ve all come at least once and are planning more, I wanted you to be more comfortable.”

“Hell, I wouldn’t be surprised if she’s put her ear to the door a couple of times already,” Emily offered.

Corinne swallowed hard. She was getting so turned on from this that it surprised her. She had often wished her own parents were a little more lenient about sexual things. She didn’t expect them to urge her to seek sexual partners or anything, but she often wished she was better understood when it came to things like masturbation. For the first time in her life, she wondered if her own mother had ever masturbated. She considered the possibility that she may have even messed around when she was young, maybe even with a girl she knew.

But this?! She thought the girls’ mother was sexy, and now she began to picture the girls lying in bed, licking each other, as their mother entered and began masturbating, even having an orgasm right there in the sisters’ bedroom.

She squeezed her thighs together. Laura reached out and touched her knee, having recognized the movement for what it was — an effort to come. “Nuh-uh. Not yet,” Laura said.

Corinne’s nervous energy caused her to giggle. “You think she might be on the other side of the door right now, listening?”

“I wouldn’t be surprised,” Laura said.

Suddenly, Corinne did something she thought she would never do in a million years. It was something that just occurred to her and she’d done before thinking about it. She began to squeal and moan out a fake orgasm loud enough to be heard almost anywhere in the house.

Laura’s jaw dropped open when Corinne did this, and despite the fact it really didn’t matter if they were heard, she reached out, giggling, and clamped a hand over her friend’s mouth. All three girls burst into laughter, which lasted for a while. Corinne couldn’t control herself. She actually felt relief that she could just be herself here.

Then an urge hit her. “Oh, god! I gotta pee!” she said, rising to rush into her clothes. “Where’s the bathroom?!” she asked.

Laura reached out and stopped her from putting on more than her panties, grabbing the shorts from the girl’s grasp. “Nuh-uh,” she said. “Go like that. It’s down the hall on the right.”

Corinne’s mouth opened into a large “O” as she realized she would have to go down the hall in nothing but panties, and the girls’ mother was out there, possibly right outside the door. It was either that, or pee right there on the floor.

“Oh, shit!” she muttered and darted toward the door. She nearly collided with the woman standing there as she threw the door open and dashed down the hall and into the bathroom. Yanking down the flimsy panties, she sat just in time for the pee to spray into the bowl. Just as she was finishing and reaching for the toilet paper, she heard Laura outside the door saying, “Just wipe! No rubbing!” The sisters burst into giggles once again, and Corinne blushed. She followed her friend’s instructions and did nothing more than wipe the pee from her pussy — along with quite a bit of her pussy cream.

When she flushed, the door opened and a naked Emily was pushing her out of the way to get to the toilet. Sitting, she began to pee, the door standing open. Laura, naked and laughing, was standing in the hall beside her mother, who was dressed, but also laughing.

“I guess they told you I was okay with their fun time,” Sandra said.

Corinne nodded, blushing. “I’m sorry if I made too much noise. It was a joke really.”

“Don’t apologize, sweetie. Just enjoy yourself while you’re here,” Sandra said, then added, “As long as it’s only us girls, that is.”

“I — well — I don’t know what to say. My mom would have a cow if she knew what we were doing,” Corinne said.

“Well, your secret’s safe with me,” Sandra said, running her eyes up and down Corinne’s nearly naked body, obviously enjoying the sight. “Are you a natural redhead?” Sandra asked, even though the answer was fairly obvious even if she couldn’t see the girl’s pubes.

“Yes,” Corinne answered as Emily got up from the commode and flushed.

Laura giggled as she replaced her sister. “Corinne, she’s hinting for you to remove your panties.”

Corinne looked at Sandra, embarrassed for not catching the innuendo. “Oh.”

When the young teen stood there for a moment, Sandra said softly, “Well? Don’t I at least get a peek?”

Corinne figured what the hell and pulled her panties down to her knees, letting them drop to her ankles. She stepped primly out of them and stood naked in the hallway, allowing the woman to get an eyeful of her nudity.

Sandra licked her lips subconsciously. “My, you are pretty, aren’t you?” Corinne just stood there, continuing to blush. “So how much did they tell you about me?” Sandra asked.

Laura interrupted as she wiped herself before Corinne could answer. “Just that you know about me and Emily and you’ve walked in on us before and liked what you saw.”

They all stood there awkwardly for a moment until the toilet flushed and Laura was there, pulling Corinne back into the bedroom, Emily following. The younger girl glanced at her mother and smiled before she shut the door.

Sandra looked down at the floor where Corinne’s panties sat. Bending over, she held the gusset to her nose and inhaled before licking some of the cream that was cooling on the soft fabric. Delicious!

“Oh my god! Your mom really is fine with this,” Corinne said.

“Good thing, considering the wail you let out earlier,” Laura replied. “Now, where were we?”

“You were about to have sex with Emily while I watch and masturbate.”

“And not come,” Laura reminded her.

“And not come,” Corinne agreed.

She watched as the sisters climbed onto the bed and embraced. They kissed each other, using tongues and obviously enjoying something they did frequently. Corinne was amazed that the girls were so familiar with each other. She was excited that this was not their first kiss, that they probably did this at least several times a week.

Corinne sat in one of the chairs to watch and began pinching her nipples slightly, feeling them pucker to express their desire. Her right hand reached slowly toward her pussy, caressing the soft mound.

At that moment, the bedroom door burst open. Sandra stood in the doorway. Hanging from her finger were Corinne’s panties. It was the only clothing on her body.

Corinne jumped at the sudden intrusion, her hands and arms moving instinctively to cover her nakedness. Then she noticed that the woman was naked.

“You left these in the hallway. I wouldn’t want my son or husband to find them,” she said, smiling. She looked at her daughters, lying together on the bed, hands frozen where they had been when she entered the room.

Sandra stepped over to the other chair and turned it to face her daughters. Looking at Corinne, she said, “You don’t mind if I join you, do you?”

Corinne shook her head, dumbfounded at these developments. Was their mother going to masturbate right there in front of her? In front of her daughters? What would she do when her daughters invited her onto the bed to keep their promise of licking her to an orgasm?

She watched as the older woman began pinching her own nipples and reached down to her own tummy, massaging the soft flesh before moving on to the open and hairless pussy. Turning to Corinne, Sandra said, “Well?” indicating she should join in.

Corinne continued touching herself, enjoying the feel of her hands and fingers.

On the bed, the sisters had moved on from kissing to tonguing each other’s nipples. Emily took Laura’s left nipple into he mouth and sucked on it while Laura stroked her sister’s hair. She looked like a mother nursing her daughter. The connection between them was intimate and loving.

Emily’s hand stole down her sister’s front to begin massaging her older sister’s pussy. Corinne could hear the sounds of the girl’s fingers as they spread Laura’s pussy cream over the folds and clit. Corinne pulled her fingers from her own cunt and stuck them into her mouth. She loved the flavor of her own pussy and wondered what it would taste like if she licked the sister’s on the bed. Would their juices taste different from her own?

She heard a moan from Sandra, beside her. Corinne watched as the woman pleasured herself and the girl wondered what a grown woman’s pussy would taste like. The idea that they were watching Sandra’s daughters making love, and that the mother was obviously getting off on what she was seeing, caused a ripple of intense passion to roll through Corinne’s body, spreading outward from her pussy.

She’s getting off watching her own daughters have sex, she thought to herself as the trembling of those waves of passion coursed throughout her.

Corinne felt the first waves of her orgasm and suddenly remembered what Laura had told her — that they would have sex for her if she promised not to come. She immediately withdrew her fingers from her pulsating pussy, just in time to stop the orgasm from cascading over the edge and enveloping her whole body in its rhythms and shocks. She fought to control her desire. Her pussy seemed to be demanding that she get back there right this instant! Her desire to come overwhelmed her.

Instead of waiting for the girls to finish their lovemaking, Corinne stood and climbed onto the bed with them. She was aware of the view she must have given the girls’ mother, who was still seated and rubbing herself to an orgasm she would not be required to prevent.

“What a lovely ass,” she heard Sandra say.

Laura gave Corinne a quick look of surprise, followed by one of understanding.

“I can’t wait,” Corinne said and lay back, offering her pussy to whichever girl could get there first.

Laura scooted over and planted her lips on the offered pussy, raking her tongue over the sensitive clit and the soft folds of flesh, all slick with Corinne’s juices. Emily moved to where she could get her own mouth on her sister’s pussy and reached down to fondle her own slit, spreading her cream around and enjoying the delicious thrills that gave her.

Then Emily had a thought. She maneuvered her hips over to Corinne, not even thinking about whether or not the older girl had ever licked another girl’s pussy. Emily simply assumed Corinne desperately wanted to make oral love to her pussy.

And she was right.

Corinne pulled the girl’s hips to her and glued her mouth to the younger girl’s cunt, licking up and down the slick lips of the girl’s pussy and settling on her clit.

Sandra couldn’t believe what had happened. She had insisted Corinne not find out about what she and her daughters did, and now she was sitting here, naked and masturbating as she watched the young teenagers in a daisy chain. She knew it wouldn’t be long for her, the tell-tale signs of her approaching orgasm bringing jolts of pleasure that would build and build until she fell off the mountain and into the bliss that awaited. Her hand was a blur as she rubbed herself, her other hand pinching and pulling her nipples.

The woman could see Emily’s mouth licking her older sister’s pussy, a pussy she longed to tongue even now, but she hesitated. For some crazy reason, she figured that masturbating while watching this erotic scene involving her own daughters was somehow not as big a thing as actually licking her daughters’ pussies in front of Corinne who an hour ago had no idea that there was any incest at all in her family. She supposed masturbating to their fun was not quite the same as engaging in sex with them, so she contented herself to bringing herself off while the three girls worked to bring each other to climax.

Then Corinne was coming. She didn’t need to announce it or anything as silly as that. Sandra just knew the signs. The girl’s hips were bucking against Laura’s mouth, and loud moans and gasps seemed to strangle their way out of the girl. Corinne began to chant “Oh, FUCK!” over and over as waves of pleasure swept through her.

Laura started coming within seconds of the beginning of Corinne’s orgasm. She, too, pushed her pussy into the mouth that devoured her, and Emily expertly held on, keeping her mouth and tongue pressed against her sister’s vulva.

When the older girls had finished coming, they lay back, exhausted. This left poor Emily still without her own orgasm.

Sandra thought, what the hell, and clambered onto the bed, moving her own pussy to Emily’s beautiful mouth while placing her own lips against her daughter’s mound. Corinne watched as the mother and daughter engaged in a wild sixty-nine. Laura was watching Corinne to see her reaction.

Once the mother-daughter pair had reached their mutual orgasms, Laura took Corinne into her arms, kissed her, and said, “Now you know.” Corinne lay there, staring into her friend’s eyes for a moment before glancing over to where Emily and her mother were now kissing each other. She watched as Emily’s hand stroked and squeezed her mother’s ass familiarly while the older woman returned the caress.

“Are you freaked out?” Laura asked her friend.

Corinne grinned at Laura. “Fuck no! I’m turned on!”

Laura smiled and kissed Corinne, their tongues playing lazily with each other. She pulled back finally and said, “You’re welcome over any time. We can have lots of fun. Besides, you don’t know about everything. There’s still a lot to tell you.”

Corinne raised her eyebrows. More? What else could there be?

“Your brother?” she guessed, wondering what it would be like to fuck him.

“Shit, no!” Laura said, laughing. “I’m 100% lesbian, and so is Emily.”

“Then what?” Corinne asked.

“Later,” Laura answered. “When we’re alone.” She winked at Corinne.

Corinne giggled and leaned in for another kiss, thinking how she’d found paradise right there in her own town.

Continue on to Chapter 13

By Cheryl Taggert

Laura was excited. The new girl on the swim team, Corinne, had accepted her invitation to spend the night. She was beautiful, a natural redhead, with emerald eyes that seemed to convey a sense of sexuality. Of course, Laura had no idea if Corinne liked sex or not, but she was hoping to find out.

Laura had watched Corinne when they were in the locker room changing into their swimsuits, as well as when they were showering off the chlorinated water. Corinne’s red patch of pubic hair stood out in the sea of black and blonde pubic hair of the rest of the girls. Laura noticed she was not the only girl checking out Corinne’s slender nudity and red pubes. Of course, Emily, Kelli and Kate did, but she counted more than a half dozen other girls who would surreptitiously glance up and down the girl’s body.

More than once, Laura had masturbated to images of her and Corinne together in bed. The sleepover was the first step. Emily had agreed to sleep on the sofa, fully aware of Laura’s intentions and wanting to allow her big sister to complete the seduction.

She had discussed her crush with her mom, of course. Sandra listened, her smile matching Laura’s, as her daughter gushed over the girl.

“Do you think she would be interested in sex?” Laura had asked.

“Honey, she’s fourteen. Of course, she’s interested in sex. It’s kind of a requirement of being an official teenager. The question is, would she be interested in sex with you?”

Laura sighed in exasperation. “Okay, fine. Do you think she’d be interested in sex with me?”

“I have no idea why you’re asking me. I’ve seen her but never even spoken to her, but what’s your plan of seduction?”

“Huh?”

“How do you plan to get her interested in doing something? It might only be masturbation together in your bed, but you should aim to start with something simple like that. I can tell you when I was your age, that would have been a lot less frightening than actually having sex with another girl.”

Laura considered her mother’s advice, and although she wanted to get her lips on Corinne’s pussy lips, she decided mutual masturbation might be all she could hope for this time. That could lead to more later. She had no idea how she might seduce her friend, but she thought something would come up if she tried to steer the conversation to sexual topics.

The evening of the sleepover finally arrived. Laura felt her heartbeat speed up when the doorbell rang, and she noticed both Emily and her mom smiling knowingly as Laura raced to the door.

Throwing it open, she was met by Corinne’ smiling face. “Hey!” Laura said, stepping back to allow the girl to enter. Corinne walked through the door and Laura hugged her as Corinne dropped her small overnight bag to embrace her new friend.

“Hey, yourself,” Corinne said.

As Corinne looked around the room as they hugged, she saw Laura’s younger sister and mom grinning at the two embracing girls. Corinne had noticed the attention she was getting from her teammates. She loved being admired in this way because she had been a pudgy girl before she reached puberty and began to grow taller and filling out some. Nobody had ever looked at her back then in the way they did now. She was aware she was turning into a beauty, and she relished that other people noticed, too. It had been a year ago when she’d first noticed the attention. A boy in her class at the school where she’d gone before her dad’s job required the move to this new town had asked her out and it was the first time she decided to take a new look at herself. She had gone home from school that day and undressed in front of the full-length mirror in her parents’ bedroom. She noticed that the baby fat that had been a part of her life for as long as she could remember was disappearing. She’d taken up swimming, and she wondered how much the activity had to do with the changes she saw that day for the first time.

What surprised her most of all, though, was the fact that staring at her naked body had turned her on. She had discovered masturbation when she was ten and had explored her bare pussy for the millionth time, enjoying the sensations until those sensations became nearly unbearable. Something inside told her to keep going since it felt so good, and at a point her insides seemed to explode into a state of sheer amazement at the feelings that spread throughout her young, chubby body. She had always noticed how good it felt to touch herself down there, but this was the first time it had felt . . . amazing. She did the same thing the next day, with the same result. In fact, she enjoyed looking at herself so much that she liked to use a hand mirror to watch herself masturbate sometimes.

Now, getting herself off had become a daily ritual, a private activity she managed to enjoy at least once during the day. She had not had an opportunity to come today, and she secretly hoped the sleepover might turn into something more sexual. Perhaps when they talked about boys, as they inevitably would, Laura would admit to being horny sometimes. Maybe, Corinne thought, she might be able to convince her new friend to masturbate with her. If not, she would wait until Laura was asleep and take care of things then. If Laura’s sleep seemed reluctant to arrive, she could excuse herself to the bathroom, where she would take care of herself and her daily need.

Laura could feel her friend’s small boobs pressing against her own as they hugged. She was so turned on, she wanted to push the girl to the floor right then and there and have sex with her, but of course she didn’t. First of all, Corinne would undoubtedly freak out and run screaming from the house, and second, Laura’s brother was sitting on the nearby couch reading a book. Laura noticed the look he gave Corinne, one of desire, and she thought to herself, Hands off, big brother. This one’s mine.

The embrace had lasted only a few seconds, and when the girls parted, Laura noticed the slight blush in Corinne’s cheeks. She wondered what might have put it there.

“Laura, show Corinne where your bedroom is so she can put her overnight bag somewhere other than in the family room,” Sandra said to her daughter.

“Oh! Sure,” Laura said, and turned to Corinne. “This way.” Corinne followed Laura down the hallway to the bedroom. She immediately realized that two girls lived in the room. She recognized some of Emily’s belongings she had seen at school. Her book bag was at one of the two small desks in the room, along with a separate closet for her clothes.

“You and your sister share a room?” Corinne asked.

“Yeah. But don’t worry. She’s sleeping on the sofa tonight. We’ll be able to stay up and talk and enjoy each ourselves without her being in here.”

Corinne wondered about the phrasing Laura had used. ‘Enjoy ourselves’? She felt her heart take a sudden leap at the possible meaning. Was she lucky enough to have Laura imagining the same things she had? That they might masturbate together? Her mouth went dry at the thought.

“I’m sorry Emily has to sleep on the sofa,” Corinne said. “I didn’t realize she might be put out by my staying here tonight.”

“Don’t worry about it. I sleep on the sofa when she has a friend over. We’re used to it.”

Corinne smiled. “Okay. As long as she doesn’t mind.”

“She doesn’t. She’s about as happy you’re here as I am.”

The girls looked at each other again, and Corinne felt herself blush before she looked away.

“C’mon. Let’s get a Coke and watch something on the TV,” Laura said.

“Sure! Do you have Netflix?”

“Who doesn’t? Whatcha wanna watch on it? Any current faves?”

Corinne’s blush deepened. “Well, my parents like to watch something that I’ve wanted to watch, but I’m not allowed. I was kinda wondering if we might could watch it here. To be honest, I don’t really even know what it’s about other than they like it and won’t let me watch it. I promise my folks won’t ever find out.”

Laura was intrigued. She wondered if it was a show with some sex in it. Why else would Corinne’s parents not want her to watch it? “What’s the show?”

“Orange is the New Black?” Corinne said, unsure if they would be allowed to watch it.

Laura’s jaw dropped. Was she kidding? Could she be this fortunate? Her friend wanted to watch a show that featured . . . lesbianism?

“You’ve never seen it?”

“No.”

“And you don’t know what it’s about?”

“Nuh-uh.”

“Holy shit! It’s about a woman who goes to prison. That’s sorta where they get the title, you know? All the women are wearing these orange jumpsuit things.”

“Oh. Can we watch it?”

“Corinne? Do you know what women do in prison?”

Corinne looked confused. “What d’ya mean?”

“Like, you know, for sex.”

Corinne’s mouth dropped open. “You mean it’s about lesbians?”

“Yeah.”

Corinne wondered where watching a program like that might lead. She also thought about how much her mom seemed to like the show. What was that about? She wanted to masturbate together with Laura, but the idea of actually doing something with each other had not really occurred to her. Suddenly, the idea of having someone else touch her pussy, namely Laura, turned her on.

“Have you watched it?” Corinne asked.

“Sure. It’s a cool show.” Laura didn’t want to give away that she had enjoyed the girl-girl scenes, as mild as they were. The idea of watching the show made her realize that this was perfect. It would open up a discussion about lesbian sex when they went to bed that night.

“Would it be possible for us to watch it alone? You know, without everyone in the room knowing we were seeing the women have sex? That would be too embarrassing.”

“Well, my dad’s out of town on business, and my brother is staying the night with his best friend, so it will only be us and my mom and Emily.”

“What about your mom? Would she be okay with us watching something like that together? I mean, we’re sleeping in the same bed tonight, and I wouldn’t want her to start thinking we might do something.”

Laura felt a sudden drop of her enthusiasm when she heard that. It suggested Corinne wouldn’t be interested in lesbian sex for real. Still, she decided to go ahead and see if the show might change her mind. “My mom’s fine with it. Em and me can watch whatever we want on Netflix.”

“Wow, that’s so cool. I wish my parents were like that. Well, let’s wait ’til your brother leaves. I’d be mortified if some sex came on the screen and he was there.”

“Sure. He’ll be gone soon, I’m sure.”

The girls went into the kitchen to pour themselves some Coke on ice. While they prepared the drinks, Tad, Laura’s older brother, came in and said he was leaving. It was obvious he wasn’t coming to tell them so he could see his sisters. Laura noticed his eyes rake over Corinne, and she scowled at him as he left.

As soon as he was gone, Laura asked her mom if they could watch Netflix.

“Sure.”

The girls went into the family room and turned on the TV, tuning in to Netflix. Emily joined them. “Okay if I watch with you?”

Laura glanced at Corinne to see if she was fine with being joined by her little sister. Corinne, seeing the look, shrugged an ‘it’s okay with me’ to Laura.

“Sure. We’re gonna watch Orange Is the New Black.” Laura sneaked a smile at Emily, who smiled back. “Corinne’s never seen it before, so we’re starting with episode one.”

“Cool,” Emily said, and settled into an armchair facing the TV, draping one leg over the padded arm. Corinne looked Emily’s way and saw that her panties were clearly visible through the open leg hole of her short shorts.

When the scene began with Piper and her fiance, Corinne said, “I thought this was about lesbian sex.”

Emily giggled. “It is,” she said, “but it’s not like porn or anything, so don’t get your hopes up too high.”

Corinne looked at Emily. “I’m not getting my hopes up!” She blushed, wondering if she was being that obvious. “You’ve seen porn before?”

“Sure. Who hasn’t?” Emily answered.

Corinne didn’t answer. She had never seen any porn, but she wanted to. Her parents monitored her use of the internet. Their computer was set up to open a screen with a password only her parents knew, and they would never allow her online unless they were in the family room, where the computer was kept where anyone in the room could see the screen. She thought her parents were paranoid, but they were right that she’d be looking at things they didn’t want her to see if she were allowed to get online when alone. Still, all her friends had some private time on computers, and they weren’t running wild or getting in trouble with the police or anything. It was unfair!

When the episode had finished, she was disappointed that no nudity had happened beyond seeing a woman from the side near the end of the episode, but even then a hand was covering her breast so all you could see was some side boob. There was sex, but you really couldn’t see anything that was happening.

“There wasn’t any nudity,” Corinne said. The sisters could tell she was disappointed.

“There’s a lot of things on here with nudity,” Laura said. “Of course, there’s even more online,” she added, winking at Corinne.

Corinne looked down at the floor before cutting her eyes to where Emily sat, her panties still in plain view. “I’ve never . . . I mean, my parents don’t allow me to get online without them in the room.”

Laura’s mouth dropped open. “You’ve never seen any porn?”

“No.” She looked at the surprised faces of the sisters.

“Do you want to?” Emily asked.

Corinne’s face turned as red as her hair. “Sure.”

“Hold on a sec’,” Laura said and rose from the sofa and went in search of her mom. She found her in her bedroom, re-arranging her closet.

“Mom?”

“What is it, honey?”

“Is it okay if I take Corinne into the bedroom to watch some porn online? She’s never seen it before.”

Sandra looked at her daughter. “Well, I see you figured out your seduction plan.” She smiled at her daughter and hugged her. “Don’t get too loud. You don’t want to give away that we’re involved like that.”

“Sure. I just didn’t want you walking in on us or anything.”

“Have fun. Will Emily be with you?”

“Probably. I can’t imagine her letting us watch porn together without joining in.”

Laura returned to the family room and said, “Let’s all go to our bedroom.”

“What about your mom?”

“She knows not to come barging in on us. She allows us our privacy because, well, she knows we might not be dressed and all. Like I said, she’s very liberal about stuff like that.”

Corinne took this to mean their mother was aware they masturbated, which was good news. She again wondered where watching online porn might lead.

When they entered the bedroom, Laura locked the door for show. Then she took her seat in front of their computer and booted up. Emily pulled her chair over next to Laura’s and indicated that Corinne should sit there.

“What about you?” Corinne asked. “Are you going to watch too?”

“Of course, but I can stand behind y’all or sit on the end of the bed here,” Emily said.

Corinne took the seat and watched as Laura opened a site called Pornhub. Laura glanced at Corinne. “So, you wanna watch some lesbians or straight?”

“They have both?” Corinne asked, amazed that such things were out there for her to enjoy if only her parents would buy her a computer for her room.

“Sure, silly,” Emily said. “There’s even gay sex with guys.”

Corinne liked boys but wasn’t interested in watching them have sex with each other. She was unsure how to answer. She wanted to watch lesbians, but she didn’t want to say so. “You choose. It’s your computer.”

Laura shrugged. “Well, you obviously were disappointed there wasn’t any real lesbian sex in the show, so let’s look at that, okay?”

Corinne shrugged as well, not wanting the sisters to know that was what she hoped they would watch, and said, “Sex is sex. I just want to see people doing it.”

Laura clicked the search box and entered ‘lesbian’ there, pressing the enter key and watching the small pictures from the videos with brief, descriptive titles fill the screen. She saw one she liked called “Are you turned on?” She smiled and clicked on it. It was the perfect clip for them to watch, about two friends having a sleepover and getting involved, beginning with one character suggesting they just “help each other out.” As the video opened, she hoped she wasn’t being too obvious.

As the three girls watched, they became totally silent. Only their heavy breathing could be heard. Within less than a minute, Corinne was wondering if Laura had chosen this video on purpose since it involved two girls having a sleepover and getting horny. Was she suggesting they ‘help each other out’ the way it was happening in the video?

After one girl began rubbing the other beneath the covers on the bed, she started to wonder if that would be all they would see. She was both turned on and disappointed at the same time. She wanted to see exactly what was happening, and since it was happening where they couldn’t see it, she wondered if this would just tease them. After all, the girls could just be faking it. She’d heard that porn was real sex, not just simulation.

Then the girls were kissing, and there was a shot of the blond touching the other girl’s pussy through her shorts and panties. That was better, but she wanted more.

When the blond girl started licking and sucking the brunette’s nipples, she realized they would probably be seeing a lot more soon. She felt a small shudder run through her as the women began doing more to each other. They were really turned on, not just faking it.

“Oh my God!” Corinne breathed, feeling her pussy beginning to soak her panties.

Corinne was totally focused on the action on the computer screen and didn’t notice Laura and Emily exchange a glance. Laura grinned at Emily and nodded down at Emily’s pussy, her meaning clear.

Emily raised her eyebrows as if to ask if her sister was sure they wanted to move things along that quickly. Laura nodded before turning her attention back to the computer.

Several minutes passed, and the girls on the screen were getting more involved. When the brunette removed the blond’s pajama bottoms, revealing the thong that barely covered the blond’s pussy, its thin string running from the tiny patch of material along her ass crack, Corinne realized it was about to get really interesting. The blond’s pussy was clearly visible and the brunette leaned down and began licking the blond’s pussy.

Corinne heard a brief gasp behind her and glanced back at Emily. The younger girl was standing behind and between Laura and Corinne. Her hand was inside her shorts, but still outside her panties. She knew this because the waistline of the panties were behind her wrist.

She shuddered as she realized Laura’s little sister was masturbating right there in front of them. Well, really behind them, Corinne thought, but still in front of them in a different sense.

She looked up at Emily, who was smiling down at her. “Hey, if it feels good, do it, right?”

Corinne looked at Laura, wondering how she was taking it that Emily was playing with herself right there. Laura was grinning at her. “You don’t mind, do you? You can do it, too, if you want. I don’t know about you, but there’s no way I can watch something sexy like this and not get myself off.”

Movement from Emily made Corinne look back at her. The young girl was pulling her shirt over her head before she reached down to take her shorts and panties off. Within seconds, the girl was standing behind them, naked. Corinne had seen her naked before in the girls’ locker room at swim meets and practice, but this was different. This wasn’t just Emily naked. This was Emily naked and horny. Then as she watched, it became Emily rubbing her wet slit.

Corinne felt herself blush, more from desire than embarrassment. She noticed Laura moving, and she was lifting her butt from the chair and pulling her own shorts and panties down before lifting her shirt over her head. Now the sisters were both naked. She was the only one in the room with any clothes on. Should she join them? she wondered. She knew she would need to come, and this was what she had hoped would happen, but now that it was actually taking place, her nervousness was causing her to hesitate. She had never masturbated in front of anyone else before. Her own fantasies about this sleepover involved her and Laura in bed beneath the covers, touching themselves but not in full view of each other.

She couldn’t decide if this were better or not. It seemed to require more of a commitment from her.

She looked back at the computer screen, where the sisters were now focused. The brunette had removed the blond’s panties and was licking the girl’s pussy. The blond was nearly panting with desire. It was obvious she wasn’t acting. The girl was near an orgasm.

A small spasm in her panties let Corinne know she was going to come whether or not she touched her pussy. She realized that if she didn’t join Laura and Emily, they might be ashamed after they finished, thinking she was not happy this had happened. It might end up being the last time she got together with either of them.

She lifted her shirt over her head, unclasped her bra and let it tumble to the floor. Corinne noticed Laura glance over at her with approval as she lifted her butt and pulled her shorts and panties down, joining the sisters to be nude in the locked bedroom.

Then the blond in the movie was coming, shuddering and pressing her pussy against the brunette’s hungry mouth. It was too much for Corinne, she reached down and started rubbing herself, the orgasm taking over her body within seconds.

She remained as quiet as she could while she came, not wanting to take the chance that her friends’ mother might hear them. She figured for all the woman knew, the girls were just sitting in the room and talking.

What she didn’t know was that Sandra had stepped quietly along the carpeted hallway to the bedroom door minutes after Laura had locked it. She stood listening to the girls as they listened to the online porn. The girls were quiet until she heard Emily say something about how if it felt good, do it. She knew then Emily was rubbing herself. Sandra reached down to her own pussy and began stroking her wet cunt.

Laura watched, fascinated, as Corinne reached her orgasm. Only the nearly silent grunting breaths and jerky shuddering gave away that she was coming. Corinne leaned forward, hunching over with the intensity of her climax while keeping her fingers on her sensitive flesh, drawing out the wonderful feelings that enveloped her.

Sandra, her ear pressed to the door, could hear the small moans as Corinne came. At this point, her own shudders took over and she was coming, doing her best to be even more quiet than the girls. She could barely hear the sounds from the computer, so it was easy to tell this was one of the girls in the room who was coming, not one of the girl in the video.

Her orgasm subsided and she tip-toed away from the door, her fingers inside her mouth where she sucked her juices from them.

Inside the bedroom, Emily was the next to reach her climax. She was a bit more vocal than Corinne had been, and Laura shushed her. After her orgasm, when Laura said, “Mom might hear you!” she glanced at Laura with a ‘so what’ obvious on her face, until she realized they were playing the part of girls who didn’t actually have incestuous, lesbian sex with their mother.

Corinne noticed the odd exchange but said nothing, wondering what it meant. Emily didn’t look the least bit concerned that her mom might hear them masturbating in the bedroom. What was that all about? Were the girls allowed to be open about their fun? Were the sisters more than just masturbation mates? She wasn’t stupid. She knew that a lot of sisters their age would, as the movie had put it, ‘help each other out.’ Had Emily and Laura done that? Had they done what the two beautiful girls in the video were doing? Had they actually licked each other’s pussy?

The thought of that made her pussy twinge again with sudden lust, and the response surprised her. She realized she wanted the answers to the questions she asked herself to be yes. The idea of watching them together made her reach down and once again begin playing with herself.

Laura re-doubled her efforts as Corinne returned to her erotic activity. She rubbed the cream that seemed to be gushing from her vagina all around her inner labia, relishing the slick feel of her fingers gliding over her clit, sending tingling thrills throughout her body.

Beside Laura, Corinne’s breath started a staccato of sharp exhales. “Huh . . . huh . . . huh” burst from Corinne as the girl reached another quick climax.

Laura couldn’t wait any longer. Her pussy began to spasm, rocking her hips up and down from the seat as the orgasm consumed her. She came with an intensity that seemed to shake her entire body. Suddenly she smelled Emily’s pussy, and she realized her sister had clamped her hand over her mouth. Her sister’s fingers were still wet from her pussy. Had she been screaming?

Without thinking, and seemingly unaware of their situation that another girl was in the room, Laura pushed her tongue out and began licking Emily’s pussy juices from her fingers. She leaned forward, taking two of Emily’s come covered fingers into her mouth and began sucking, all while continuing one of the most powerful orgasms of her life.

As Laura’s intense climax began to subside, she remembered Corinne. She had become momentarily so involved in the orgasm, she forgot they weren’t alone. She stopped what she was doing, and looked over at her new friend, hoping she wasn’t making a disgusted face.

What she saw wasn’t a look of disgust, but she couldn’t tell exactly what it was. Her eyes were wide, either in disbelief or fascination–or perhaps both.

As Emily’s fingers slid from her mouth, Laura wondered what would happen then. She half expected Corinne to rise quickly from the chair and wordlessly get dressed before rushing out the door of the bedroom and demanding to be taken home.

Instead, Corinne said, “You do,” and her mouth dropped open.

Corinne glanced up at Emily, to see her reaction to what her sister had done. She wasn’t shocked. She looked more embarrassed than anything. She looked back at Laura and repeated herself. “You really do.”

Laura, knowing the answer to her question, asked it anyway.

“I really do–what?”

“You guys have sex together,” Corinne said. “Like those girls in the video.” She glanced at the screen, but the video had ended.

Laura looked frantic. There was no sense in denying it. She had taken her sister’s creamy fingers into her mouth with familiarity. It was obvious she had done that before. “Please don’t tell anyone! Our lives would be over!”

Corinne hadn’t even considered doing such a thing. No, she had been thinking about that night instead. The image of the sisters together had brought on her latest orgasm. She wanted to see it in real life, not just her imagination.

“I’d never tell a soul,” Corinne said. “But–” she hesitated before saying what she wanted so badly to say. “But can I watch you two together?”

Continue on to Chapter 12

By Cheryl Taggert

Tanya lay beside her sister and smiled at her before glancing at her mother and aunt, who grinned back. “Are you sure about this?” Tanya asked.

“Completely sure,” Callie answered her daughter, placing a pillow between herself and the bed post to allow as much comfort as possible. She and her older sister, Melanie, sat back to watch the two young sisters. Melanie had not seen them together, and in a way, neither had Callie. She’d seen what was happening, but not from where she could get a good look since the real action had been blocked from view by Tanya’s body. Now, however, she would be able to get up and get as close to the action as she wanted.

“What should we do first?” Tanya asked, excited but nervous about being watched by her mother and aunt while she and Becky had sex.

“Whatever you want to do,” Melanie said. “It’s totally up to the two of you.”

Tanya leaned close to Becky. “Let’s start out by kissing. That’ll give us some time to get used to being watched.”

Becky grinned and nodded. She loved kissing her big sister, so that was a perfect way to begin as far as she was concerned.

Tanya leaned forward and pressed her lips to Becky’s. Their kiss was fairly quick at first, nothing very sexy. Just a kiss. That one led to another, lasting a bit longer. Then the girls began using their tongues, tenderly touching them at first before moving on to more passionate kisses. Full, open-mouth French kisses that heated up quickly as their breathing signaled the urgency that was growing in the girls’ more intimate areas.

Tanya could feel her pussy getting very wet very quickly. She could feel the slick cream oozing from her vagina and coating her labia as her pussy swelled with need. Her pussy felt as though it was on fire and the liquid seeping from her vagina was like gasoline.

Becky soon forgot they were being watched and concentrated on her sister’s lips and tongue. She could feel her older sister’s breathing grow quick and heavy, and she was again thrilled that she could have that effect on her sixteen-year-old sister. She couldn’t wait for the two of them to get together with Kelli, who would probably jump at the chance to make love with Tanya. She wondered who else they might be able to have fun with.

A sudden lustful whimper from the foot of Tanya’s bed reminded Becky that they were being watched. That was when it occurred to her that they might end up having sex with their own mother, not to mention their aunt. They would almost certainly be seeing their mother and her own sister having sex together, maybe even that very day. How much different would it be for she and Tanya to join in? Incest was incest, wasn’t it? Did it matter if it were sisters, a mother and her daughters, or an aunt and her nieces?

Becky glanced at the foot of the bed and her eyes met her mother’s. Her mom’s eyes had the same glazed-over appearance that Tanya’s did when she was super horny, causing Becky to wonder if her own eyes glazed over like that when she was as excited as she was now.

Then Becky noticed where her mom’s hand was. Her mom was touching her own slit, rubbing it near the top where Becky had recently learned was where the center of a girl’s horniness lay, enfolded in a small pocket of flesh, which Tanya had called her “hood.” The thought occurred to Becky that she was actually watching her mom masturbate, and that sent a shiver of desire running from her pussy throughout her body.

Then the nine-year-old shifted her gaze to Aunt Melanie, who had fingers at her slit as well. She watched as the woman’s manicured fingers massaged the juices her vagina made all around the inner lips, making them glisten in the light from the bedside lamp. For the first time, Becky wondered if her aunt’s pussy would taste anything like Tanya’s. Then she thought about her mother again. How would her mother’s pussy taste?

Becky realized her mouth was watering at the thought of tasting the women. She hoped it would happen soon and she wondered if they would object if she asked them if she could lick them.

Tanya was now traveling down her sister’s body, placing small kisses on Becky’s soft skin as she went. She stopped at Becky’s non-existent breasts, tonguing the nipples and feeling them grow stiff in her mouth, despite belonging to a nine-year-old girl. She moved down her baby sister’s tummy until she arrived at the girl’s bald pussy. She grinned up at Becky as she flicked the little girl’s slit with her tongue, making sure to make direct contact with the small clit.

Becky shuddered at the sudden contact. When the pleasure hit her like that, she glanced again at her mother and her mother’s sister. Each was smiling. Each was still rubbing her own pussy. As Becky watched, her aunt reached over with the hand that was not occupied with her own pussy and began pinching her own sister’s nipples. Becky was fascinated watching her aunt playing with her own sister’s boobs.

Tanya wanted to sixty-nine with her sister while her mother and aunt watched them and masturbated. She wanted the two women to come at the exact same time she and Becky did, though she knew that was probably not going to happen.

Lowering her pussy to Becky’s mouth, Tanya felt her little sister’s mouth against her pussy and realized she would not be taking very long to reach her own climax. She could feel her clit throbbing with the need to come, and Becky was a natural at licking pussy, so she knew it wouldn’t be long now.

Tanya heard movement at the foot of the bed and glanced that way. Her mother was now bent over to lick her own sister’s breasts. The teenager watched as her mother sucked Aunt Melanie’s boob into her mouth before releasing it before attacking the nipple. Tanya could see her mother’s teeth teasing the nipple, nibbling it softly as the circle of flesh puckered in delight.

Then the two women began fingering each other. Fingers plunged into their pussies. It was the most erotic sight Tanya had ever seen. Her mother was sucking her own sister’s nipple and fucking the woman’s pussy with two fingers. Tanya’s aunt had her hand on the other woman’s pussy and was flicking the clit expertly while Tanya watched.

Tanya felt the orgasm rising from deep within her body. It rushed up on her like a freight train and plowed into her, making her screech as the climax seemed to grasp her body and mind, causing huge spasms to rock her. Her entire universe seem centered in her clit as she came, the throbbing waves of pleasure washing over her and turning her body into a quivering mass of spent desire.

Becky held on as Tanya came, feeling her older sister’s pussy spasm while Tanya’s body quaked. As soon as Tanya’s orgasm started to ease off, Becky’s began. She shivered and trembled as the climax took her. Snatches of her surroundings became all she could comprehend outside her own pussy. Quick flashes of images burst in her mind like snapshots. Tanya’s inner thigh. Her aunt’s smiling face. Her mother’s own face, her mouth in an “O” of surprise and awe at the power of her daughter’s orgasm. Fingers frozen at the entrances to mature pussies. Then the darkness of the world behind her closed eyes as she squeezed them shut to focus on the massive orgasm that gave her so much pleasure.

Then the sisters were lying back themselves to watch their mother and aunt together. They had not come yet, and it was obvious they were greatly in need of doing just that.

Melanie was looking at her younger sister, the mother of the two young girls at the other end of the crowded bed. As she stared into Callie’s eyes, she brought her fingers to her mouth — the same fingers that moments before had been plunging in and out of her sister’s vagina — and pushed the fingers into her mouth, closing her mouth around them as if it were her brother’s cock, and sucking the juices from them. Pulling the saliva-coated fingers from her mouth, she said, “Mmm . . . finger-lickin’ good.”

The two older sisters giggled at the words, and then kissed.

“I want to do what I’ve only dreamed about,” said Melanie.

“So do I,” Callie answered, totally willing to do what she had avoided when she and her older sister were teenagers.

The two women moved into a sixty-nine position as if they’d done it together every day of their lives. The movement was natural, as if nature had predetermined it would happen one day.

Melanie moved toward her sister’s pussy, savoring the moment. Then she pressed her face into Callie’s pussy, pushing her tongue out to fuck her sister the same way her fingers had been doing not long before. She pushed her tongue into Callie’s cunt, gathering the moisture there and pulling her tongue back into her mouth to swallow the nectar she could gather. Then she repeated the motion, tongue-fucking her sister and doing her best to record in her mind each second of their actions — the actions she had longed to engage in since she was Tanya’s age.

Callie was more tentative than her sister, but just as enthusiastic. Once her tongue had begun exploring her older sister’s vagina, she realized they were doing something they had been meant to do since childhood. She nearly cried when she thought of the time they’d wasted while she struggled with her incestuous desires for her older sister, trying to deny them while those desires manifested themselves in a million things she did to avoid the inevitable. The choices in her life had all been nursing the denials. Her roommate in college had reminded her of Melanie in so many ways. It was all so clear now.

She’d always been in love with her sister. And her own daughters had been the catalyst for finally bringing them together.

As she felt her climax soaring, she could feel Melanie’s own orgasm taking her. The two women held each other around their thighs as they came, bucking into each other’s faces and delighting in finally doing what they’d been meant to do for so long.

As their orgasms receded, they fell back and started laughing. The two young girls at the other end of the bed looked at each other in wonderment as their mother and aunt laughed. Then the two older women moved to lie with each other, embracing in a way they had never embraced before.

“That was too long in coming,” Melanie said as the laughter died.

“I agree,” Callie said, “but the coming didn’t last long enough, I’m afraid.”

The two women fell into more laughter, finally calming and looking at the two young girls.

“Don’t mind us, girls,” Melanie said. “We’re just coming to grips with the reality that we finally ate each other’s pussy, which we should have done years ago.”

“Oh,” the girls said in unison.

Melanie looked at the two girls. “Okay, who’s up for swapping partners?”

Callie looked at her sister in shock. “What?”

“Oh, come on. You don’t think this is stopping here, do you? Admit it. You’re dying to taste your girls. Don’t deny it, either. I mean, do you want to wait until more years have gone by before giving in to what you know deep inside you want?”

Callie looked at her daughters. “Maybe they aren’t interested in having sex with their mother or aunt.”

“Are you kidding?” Becky said. “I’d love to!”

********

Kelli had been riding in the front seat with Kate in the back while their mother drove them home. She sat there in the passenger seat, watching the scenery flit past, thinking about the sudden visit to their mom’s aunt’s house. Her mom’s uncle had been put in the hospital after a sudden heart attack, and they had left quickly to visit.

Kelli and Kate had spent a lot of time with some cousins, Jade and Julie, sixteen-year-old identical twins. The twins had not been pleased at first with having to watch their younger cousins, but they had come to enjoy Kelli and Kate’s company quite a bit. Julie smiled at the memory of the past few days.

Jade and Julie were the daughters of one of their mom’s cousins. They both had black hair that fell down their backs nearly to their butts and eyes so brown they looked like dark chocolate. Kelli thought they were two of the most beautiful girls she’d ever known. She’d only seen them a couple of times in her life, the last time being nearly six years ago. Kate didn’t even remember them since she’d been only six the last time they’d seen each other. Kelli had been eight, so she remembered them, but only that they were cousins and pretty.

Now, though, she was fourteen and an admitted lesbian sexpot, eager to have sex with just about any girl who might be willing to fool around. Kate was the same way. When Jade and Julie had balked at entertaining their younger cousins, Kelli had decided to let them catch her playing with herself to see where that might lead. She would have tried something more subtle, but they only had a few days together and she could think of nothing else to try. After all, what would her cousins do? Tell her mother? Mom wouldn’t care in the least, except for possibly being annoyed that Kelli had been so brazen. And if the girls told their parents, so what? She was only doing what every healthy girl her age liked to do.

So the first day after their arrival, Kelli excused herself when she, Kate, and their cousins were alone. She went directly to the twins’ bedroom and pulled her shorts down to her ankles before climbing on the twins’ queen-size bed. Raising her ass in the air, she began to play with herself hoping it wouldn’t take long for the older girls to wonder where she’d gotten to and investigate.

About five minutes after she’d started, she heard one of them — she couldn’t tell them apart yet — come down the hall toward the room, calling for her.

“Kelli? Where are you?”

Kelli ignored the question and continued playing with her pussy, smearing the juices around and enjoying the feel. Her heart began to pound from the excitement of being caught. She’d left the bedroom door ajar on purpose. Sure enough. the twin — it turned out to be Jade — walked into the bedroom and gasped.

“What the fuck are you doing?”

Kelli just looked back at Jade without stopping and smiled. “Playing with myself. What’s it look like?”

“You–! Oh my god!”

Kelli had been close and the shock on her cousin’s face at the sight pushed her over the edge. She came while Jade stood there, staring at her younger cousin’s ass and pussy. Kelli groaned and shook as the climax shook her.

Then there were two more people in the room. Kelli collapsed onto her back and caught her breath, her fingers still working calmly between her labia, toying lightly with her clit, which was still twitching from her recent orgasm.

“Holy shit!” Julie said. Kelli looked into the girl’s grinning face before glancing at Kate, who was grinning as well. She could tell Kelli had been discovered on purpose and knew why. Her eyes were already glazing with thoughts of what might happen.

Jade stood over Kelli, her face registering shock over what she’d found in her bed. “I hope you didn’t get any of your come on our bedspread!”

“Relax,” Kelli said. “It’ll wash out if I did.”

“Why did you do this?” Julie asked, her grin still plastered on her face. Kelli could tell she was turned on by what they’d found.

“Cuz I was horny. Why else?”

Jade looked at Kate then back at Kelli. “Does she know you do this?”

“Of course,” Kelli said. “Sometimes she joins me.”

The twins looked at Kate, the surprise evident on their faces.

Julie said, “You do?”

“Sure. Why not?” Kate said.

“What if we tell your mom?” Jade asked.

“She already knows,” Kelli said.

“She knows you two jill off together?” Jade asked.

Kate spoke up. “She might even–“

“Hush, Kate,” Kelli said. Kate realized Kate meant that maybe telling them about what they do with their mom might be going over the line, so she said nothing.

“Yeah, she knows,” Kelli said. “Caught us together once. We talked about it, and she realized girls are gonna do what girls are gonna do. Know what I mean?”

The twins looked at each other and blushed, signaling they knew exactly what Kelli meant. She immediately knew the two older girls had at least experimented with each other, maybe more. Maybe a lot more, in fact.

Kelli dove in with what she said next. “Wanna watch what we like to do together?”

The twins once again exchanged a look. “You won’t tell?” Julie asked.

“Why would we tell?” Kelli said.

The twins looked at each other again, then looking back at Kelli they nodded. “Sure,” Julie said. “We’d love to watch.”

“Get naked, Kate,” Kelli said as she began removing her own clothes.

Kate eagerly began stripping and hopped onto the bed when she was done. She leaned to Kelli and whispered in her ear. “How far should we go?”

Kelli whispered back, “All the way.”

Kate grinned. She loved being watched, and she felt this was going to lead to a lot of fun with their gorgeous cousins.

“Suck my nipples,” Kelli said loud enough for the twins to hear.

Kate bent down and began tonguing her sister’s nipples, causing Kelli to sigh with pleasure.

“Holy fuck,” said one of the twins.

Kelli looked at them. They were standing at the foot of the bed, eyes wide and mouths hanging open in disbelief. As she watched, Julie reached up with one hand and began playing with a nipple through her shirt and bra. Kelli smiled and said, “Don’t let us stop you.”

“Huh?” Jade said.

Kelli nodded toward Julie. Jade turned to see what her twin sister was doing and immediately understood what Kelli meant.

Kate began to move down her sister’s body, kissing her tummy along the way and tonguing Kelli’s navel before continuing her sexual journey. When she reached Kelli’s pubes, she heard one of the twins mumble, “Oh, shit.”

Kelli looked at Jade and Julie and said, “Wouldn’t things be easier if you were naked?”

Kate heard the twins hurriedly undressing. Then she felt the mattress moving as the older girls climbed onto their bed. Kate glanced at them before she covered Kelli’s mound with her mouth. The twins were starting to play with their pussies.

“I know you two do more than just masturbate together,” Kelli said as she did her best to control her breathing while Kate got down to business. “I could tell from the looks you gave each other when I said that about girls doing what their gonna do. So if you want to do, well, more — feel free.”

“You sure?” Julie asked.

“Never been more sure of anything in my life,” Kelli said. “After things get started, maybe we can swap partners.”

Kate had to stop what she was doing as she watched the twins get into a sixty-nine. Then swinging her own leg over her sister, she lowered her own pussy to Kelli’s mouth.

Soon, the room was filled with the moans of the four girls, not to mention the distinct aroma of horny pussies. They all came within two minutes of each other.

As the four girls caught their breath and giggled, Kate said, “So, who wants to lick my pussy while I lick hers?”

Both twins said simultaneously, “ME!”

Needless to say, they no longer resented having to entertain their young cousins. The rest of the stay was unbelievable to the point of asking their parents if they could catch the train later that summer for a visit with Kelli and Kate. Puzzled at their daughters’ change of heart, they’d said yes.

Kelli smiled at the memories of their time with Jade and Julie. Now riding in the front of the car, she looked over the back of her seat at Kate, who was slumped on one side of the car reading something on her laptop.

“Whatcha reading?” Kelli asked.

“A story I saved onto my laptop from Juicy Secrets.”

“And you’re still dressed?” Kelli asked.

Kelli watched as her sister pulled her shorts and panties down to her knees. Kelli grinned as she watched Kate begin playing with herself.

“Which story?”

“It’s one about some cousins,” Kate said and grinned.

Their mother caught on. Turning toward Kelli, Tracy said, “Did you two do something with Jade and Julie?”

Kelli grinned. “Yeah. You shoulda been there. It was awesome.”

Tracy turned her attention back to the road. They would be home soon and she would have fun with the girls then. She didn’t have to worry that Kate would wear herself out. Tracy had come to realize that was damn near impossible. Still, she made eye contact with Kate in the rearview mirror. “Save some for me,” she said and continued driving.

“Always,” Kate said and returned to her story and her bald young pussy.

Continue on to Chapter 11

By Cheryl Taggert

Several days passed, and Tanya was getting horny for Becky once again. She had not been able to get with her best friend, Marcia Daniels, either, so that made her doubly horny for some sex. As she lay in bed that night, gently stroking her pussy, she realized she would still want to do something with Becky, even if Marcia had licked her to orgasms every day since she and her little sister had first engaged in sex together. There was just something about Becky’s bald, little pussy that turned her on.

Becky’s friend Kelli was out of town, and Tanya wanted desperately to hook up with the fourteen-year-old who had introduced Becky to girl-girl sex. Even then, she wanted more than sex with Kelli. She wanted a threesome that included Becky. As it had been doing since their fun the other day, her sister’s hairless pussy seemed to call to her, especially as Tanya lay there that night toying with her pussy and loving how her juices coated her fingers as her masturbation session grew more focused.

She froze as she heard the toilet flush. Tanya knew her mother had used the toilet just an hour ago when she’d finished brushing her teeth and getting ready for bed. Her mom was one of those people who usually fell asleep quickly, so Tanya knew that Becky was the one who had just used the bathroom.

Sure enough, Tanya heard her sister’s bedroom door across the hall click as it closed. Becky was awake. Tanya wondered if she might be interested in some fun.

Rising from her bed naked, she moved to the door and opened it slowly, peeking into the hall to make sure her mom hadn’t awakened. When she saw the coast was clear, she tiptoed across the hall and tapped lightly on Becky’s door. She heard no reply, but she knew Becky was awake, so she opened the door and walked in, closing it behind her.

Becky’s bedside lamp came on, and Tanya saw Becky blinking at her. The younger girl was surprised that her sister had entered her bedroom naked, and Tanya could tell that she suspected where this might lead, since a grin was already spreading on her pretty face.

“What are you doing?” Becky said, as if she didn’t already know.

“I came to see you,” Tanya said, her own grin stating what was obvious to them both.

Becky giggled. “Naked?”

“Sure. I like being naked.”

“What if Mom catches you naked in my room in the middle of the night?”

“If you don’t make a lot of noise, she won’t. She sleeps like the dead. You know that.”  Tanya stood there, looking around her sister’s bedroom at the movie posters and stuffed animals. For the first time, it occurred to Tanya that all the posters were of women, all of them in outfits that accentuated their bodies. Most of the women were braless, their nipples pushing against the fabric of their tops. Tanya found herself wondering if Becky was a full lesbian but hadn’t figured that out yet. Tanya had known for years she was bi, but perhaps her little sister would never like boys at all. Either way was fine with Tanya as long as Becky would always be interested in sex with her. She could imagine themselves as grown and still getting together.

She looked back at Becky, whose eyes traveled down Tanya’s body and back up to her older sister’s devilish grin. “So why are you naked?” Becky asked.

“I think you know why.”

“Should I get naked too?”

“If you want me to get you off, then of course. But that’s up to you.”

Becky hurried out of her pj’s and panties. Tanya loved her little sister’s eagerness.

Climbing into bed with Becky, Tanya asked, “You been touching yourself any lately?”

“Some.”

“Have you made yourself come yet?”

Becky giggled and nodded.

“When?”

“The night after we — well, you know.”

“Yes, I do,” Tanya said. She leaned forward, draping her right leg over Becky’s left and pushing her wet slit against the soft skin of Becky’s thigh. She felt Becky adjust herself and press her own bald pubes against Tanya’s thigh. The two girls began to squirm against each other, seeking the right pressures to make their pussies feel just right. The sisters embraced and kissed, allowing their tongues to coil and dance with each other. Tanya was surprised at how quickly Becky had learned how to kiss. She was only nine, after all.

Tanya reached down to Becky’s pussy, rubbing the child’s slit and coaxing what moisture she could from her immature vagina. After playing with Becky’s mound for a few minutes, Tanya began to kiss her way down her sister’s body, tonguing her nipples and tickling Becky’s navel with her tongue.

Becky giggled loudly at the contact. “Shh!” Tanya said. “Mom’s a hard sleeper, but we don’t want to take any chances.” The teenager continued her journey to Becky’s slit and began to lick the nine-year-old’s clit. Becky began to whimper with lust despite Tanya’s warning to keep as quiet as possible. Her sister’s mouth on her pussy just felt too good, and remaining silent was too difficult.

In the next room, Callie Wheeler, Tanya and Becky’s mother, had read a romance novel until getting sleepy and had turned off her bedside lamp about ten minutes ago. She was nearly asleep when she’d heard a sound that brought her awake again. She sat up. Was that Becky giggling? Why would she be up at this time, and what was she doing that would cause her to giggle? Was she giggling in her sleep perhaps?

Callie thought about this and smiled. If Becky was having a funny dream, she wanted to see her younger daughter laughing in her sleep. She might even try to film it with her phone. It might be fun to share with relatives on Facebook.

Getting up, Callie moved to her bedroom door. Then silently opening it, she tiptoed down the hall toward Becky’s door.

When she noticed that Tanya’s door was open, she wondered where her older daughter was. The bathroom was open and the light off, so she wasn’t there. Was she sleeping with her door open? That seemed odd since she knew both her girls, like most everyone else, always slept with closed bedroom doors.

She peeked into Tanya’s room and could see from the moonlight streaming through the window that her bed was empty. Now puzzled, she turned her attention to Becky’s room. In the dark hallway, she could detect a small amount of dim light coming from beneath the closed door.

Then what Callie heard made her freeze. At first she was confused, wondering what the sound meant. Then what she was hearing became clear. One of her daughters — it sounded like Becky — was . . . moaning? Curious, she pressed an ear to the door and listened.

“Ooh, yes, right there,” Becky moaned.

What? Callie looked at the door as if it were a puzzle she needed to figure out. What was happening in there? She pressed her ear to the door again, straining to hear anything that would help her deny what she suspected.

She heard Tanya shush her sister before saying softly, “You need to control yourself. You haven’t even come yet, and I’m afraid you might scream or something when you do.” If the room hadn’t been small and the door so thin, she wouldn’t have heard what amounted to a confession of what, exactly, her daughters were doing in there.

The moaning began again, but softer now. She wondered if the girls were masturbating. Or were they doing more? She was certain Tanya wasn’t a virgin. She’d found birth control pills in Tanya’s purse one day a few months ago when she was searching for the car keys she had lent her for a night out with her friend Marcia Daniels. Callie had accepted this with a sad smile caused by the realization her older daughter was growing up.

Now, though, she realized that Tanya’s maturity had led her to teach her little sister about things she shouldn’t. It wasn’t that Callie didn’t want Becky to learn about sex and masturbation; she wasn’t a prude. But she felt nine was a bit too young to learn about it, especially from her older sister. If they were masturbating together, that was just a short step away from incest.

Wanting to be sure what exactly was going on despite her fears, she slowly turned the doorknob. The door swung open silently, just far enough so she could see into the room, which was lit by Becky’s bedside lamp.

Moving one eye to the slit in the door, she nearly gasped aloud at what she saw but managed to hold in the sound at the last second.

Tanya was on her knees, her butt and labia staring back at Callie. She was leaning over Becky’s prostrate body, which appeared to be nude — Callie couldn’t tell since Tanya’s body blocked her view. But based on what was obviously happening, Becky would have to be naked — Tanya appeared to be licking her sister’s vulva.

Becky’s eyes were tightly shut. Otherwise, she would have seen the slightly open door and her mother taking in the lewd scene. As Callie watched, Becky reached down, grasped her legs behind her knees and pulled them up, opening her slit more for her sister to enjoy.

Barely breathing, Callie closed the door without a sound and stood there for a moment. Her heart was a jackhammer in her chest. What should she do about this? Her daughters were engaged in an incestuous relationship! While she had enjoyed a little bit of incest in her own life, she was shocked her own daughters were having sex together, doing far more than she ever had at that age. And they weren’t even that close in age! At sixteen, Tanya was a full seven years older than her sister. In fact, she would turn seventeen a month before Becky turned ten.

Tears formed in her eyes. Was Tanya a pedophile?

Hurrying as quietly as she could back to her own room, she lay in her bed to think about what she’d witnessed. She tried to ignore the occasional sounds drifting from Becky’s room next to her own, but that was proving impossible. Needless to say, she was aware when Becky reached her climax and later detected the sound of Tanya doing the same.

Lying in the dark and totally unable to sleep, she tossed and turned until morning, all the while wondering what in the world she would do. She was too embarrassed to talk to them about this, both from what the girls were doing and the fact she had watched them for several seconds. The worst part was the tingling in her own pussy from having seen her daughters together like that. She managed to ignore these feelings as if they hadn’t occurred, chalking them up to her lack of a sex life of her own.

When her alarm went off, she went to shower. As she walked down the hall to the bathroom, she saw that both bedroom doors were closed now, as if nothing had gone on the night before. As Callie prepared for work, the sudden thought occurred to her that her daughters would be alone together all day today, not to mention every weekday until school started again. They would have countless opportunities to repeat last night’s activity. She’d lain awake all night wondering how long this had been going on. Now, she wondered how she would ever get it to stop. Certainly she would not be able to accomplish that without confronting them, but the idea of doing that sent her into a state of near panic.

She realized the only person she could talk to about this was her older sister, Melanie. The girls were still sleeping when she left — no wonder — and as soon as she got in her car and started it up, she pulled out her cell, knowing she would have to call before she talked herself out of it. Too upset to drive, she remained parked in the driveway while the call connected.

When Melanie answered, Callie said, “Mel, I have a problem.” She tried to keep the tears out of her voice.

“What is it, hon?” Her sister’s tone rang with concern.

“Oh, God! I . . . um . . . I caught the girls together last night.”

“Together?” Melanie wondered if she meant what she suspected she did.

“Yes. Together. In bed. Having sex.”

“But Becky’s only nine.”

“You think I don’t know that?!” Callie shrieked, nearly in hysterics.

“Calm down, hon,” Melanie said, trying to soothe her sister. “This isn’t as bad as it looks.”

“What?! How can you say that?! My daughters are having sex with each other! Full! Oral! Sex!”

“Okay, I’ll admit the fact Tanya is sixteen and Becky is nine is a bit disturbing, but, hon, a lot of kids are involved in some kind of incestuous relationship. It’s not as if–”

“These are my children!” Callie said, interrupting her sister.

Melanie hesitated to bring up what she felt she must. They hadn’t talked about it in years. “Cal, you, um, do remember what we did, don’t you?”

Callie took a breath and reminded herself that their own relationship when they were kids was the reason she knew she could talk to Melanie about this. “Of course I do, but you’re only fourteen months older than I am, and we didn’t do anything until we were in high school.”

“That’s right, and that’s why I mentioned Tanya’s and Becky’s ages in the first place. But don’t get all upset because it’s incest. We did it.”

“We never licked each other. All we did was hump each other and masturbate together.”

“We sucked each other’s boobs and licked each other’s fingers after masturbating,” Melanie said.

“I know. It was your joke about ‘finger lickin’ good’ that made me stop doing it with you. I was afraid where it would lead.”

Melanie thought about that. “Yes, I know. It was always a regret of mine that we never tried that.”

“Mel!”

“Well, it’s true. You were the prudish one. I wanted to try everything.”

“Can we get back to the current problem?”

“We are talking about the current problem,” Melanie said. “The biggest problem, from what I can tell, is that you’re overreacting.”

“How am I overreacting?”

“Can either of them get pregnant from doing this?”

“Of course not,” Callie said, already regretting calling Melanie.

“Then be thankful Becky isn’t older and that one of them isn’t a boy. You remember the panic I was in when I thought James got me pregnant. Mom and Dad would have killed us both, not to mention the chances for birth defects from a brother and sister making a baby together.”

“Yes, I remember,” said Callie.

“It was the one time I thought your prudishness was a good thing. All you’d ever do was jerk him off.”

“I’m not a prude! Stop saying that.” Callie thought of their older brother, who was now an evangelical preacher who ironically preached against immoral sex more than anything else. The last time she’d seen him, he’d pinched her on the ass. Some things never change.

“You’re certainly more of a prude than I am. At least your brother didn’t take your virginity.”

“True. For me it was a jerk I was stupid enough to marry.”

“And smart enough to divorce. But still, you’re the one who cleaned up your act.”

Callie wondered how the hell they had gotten onto the subject of their own past sex lives, yet she felt powerless to stop it. For some reason, she felt compelled to discuss it, as if talking about their own past would help her deal with her daughters’ incestuous relationship. Perhaps that was why her mind had wandered to James.

Melanie snatched Callie’s attention back to their conversation when she said, “Of course, cleaning up your act kept you from experiencing what it was like to sixty-nine with another girl, but everything has a price, I suppose.”

“Well, that’s not exactly true,” Callie said.

Silence from Melanie greeted that confession. Then Melanie said, “Oh, my God, Cal. Really? When? Who?”

“In college. My roommate.”

“The one you named Tanya after?” Callie had named her daughter Tanya Marie, the middle name after her college roommate.

“Yes.”

Melanie thought back. Callie had seemed very close to Marie. They had visited each other’s families on breaks and everything. Melanie had thought Callie had left all the lesbian sex behind, but she’d been wrong. Callie and Marie had been like . . . lovers. The realization floored her.

“Holy shit! Were you in love with her?” Melanie asked.

“Yes.” It was a simple declaration, but totally unexpected by Melanie.

“Oh . . . wow.”

“Yeah, wow. I think that might be one thing that’s bothering me. I know Tanya likes boys; I’ve found the birth control pills prescribed to her, and she doesn’t need them to regulate her periods. But I’m afraid Becky might become a lesbian.”

“Callie, girls don’t become a lesbian. They either are or they aren’t. It’s not a choice. You know that.”

“Sorry. Poor choice of words,” Callie said and considered whether or not to say what was on her mind, deciding she might as well go ahead and do it. “I can tell you that being one isn’t a fun life. You’re constantly afraid others will find out. You’re afraid it could even cost your job if someone found out. And it makes it even more difficult to find a partner for even a small dinner date.”

Melanie felt as if she might faint. Her sister was confessing to being a lesbian. The weird part was she had never even suspected it until the realization that Callie had loved Marie.

“Oh, honey. I didn’t–”

“I know. I’ve kept it from everyone.”

“Wow again. I mean, was I wrong about you, or what?!”

Mel, how do I handle this with Tanya and Becky?” Callie asked, getting back to the problem.

“Simple, really. You talk to them. In fact, I’d like to be there to help you talk to them about it. Someone has to be there to keep you from making the situation worse if you get all angry or too upset about this. I am right that you tend to overreact.”

“When should I talk to them?”

“Can you take a sick day? I’m off today.”

Callie thought about it and in the end decided putting any discussion off would just make the discussion harder in the long run. “Yes. I’ll call in right now. Can you be at my place in an hour?”

“Sure, hon. See you then.”

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When Becky woke up, she stepped into Tanya’s room without a stitch of clothing on, hoping they could have more fun now that their mother had left for work. She crawled into bed with her big sister and snuggled up to her naked form. Reaching out, she began playing with Tanya’s boob, tweaking the nipple and watching it grow stiff.

Tanya stirred, stretched, and grinned at Becky. “You’re insatiable,” Tanya said.

“What’s insatiable mean?”

“It means you can’t get enough.”

Becky giggled. “I guess you’re right then. I’m insatiable.”

“Well,” Tanya said, stretching again. “Let’s get up and have some breakfast first. I’m up for some corn flakes. How about you?”

Becky agreed and the sisters left the room naked and entered the kitchen, freezing in shock when they saw their mother and aunt there, sitting at the kitchen table.

Despite nudity being commonplace in their home, eating breakfast nude was not. Besides, there was a certain amount of guilt over why they were nude this time. Covering herself as well as she could with her hands and arms, Tanya said, “Mom! We thought you were at work!”

“I was on my way there but I called Melanie first. We all have to talk.”

“What about?” asked Becky, her own hands covering her crotch since she had no boobs to worry about hiding.

Callie looked at Melanie for support. Her heart was hammering in her chest. Melanie said, “Go on. Tell her.”

“Last night,” Callie said.

Becky looked confused, but Tanya suspected immediately what was meant. Still, she asked what was probably a stupid question. “What about last night?”

“I heard the two of you. I wasn’t asleep yet,” Callie said. “I saw you . . . licking your sister’s . . . .” She didn’t have to finish her sentence.

Both girls turned crimson and Becky started to cry.

“There’s no need to cry,” Melanie said. “We’re more understanding than you’d think.”

Still crying, Becky said, “Huh?”

Melanie looked first at Becky, then at Tanya. “Your mother and I did the same thing when we were teenagers.”

The two women had discussed how they would go about talking to the two girls before they woke up. The two had slept in until nearly 9:30, so there’d been plenty of time for them to plan their approach.

Tanya’s jaw dropped. “Are you–? Really?!”

Callie nodded before looking at the floor in shame.

“We were in high school. I was a sophomore, and your mom was a freshman,” Melanie said.

“Do you still–?” Tanya began, unable to complete the question. She had been thinking just last night about continuing this relationship with Becky when they were grown.

“No,” Melanie said. “Your mother became . . . uncomfortable with what we did together, which, from what your mom said, wasn’t as much as the two of you do.”

The girls grew even redder, if that was possible.

“Are we grounded forever?” Becky asked.

“No, sweetheart,” Callie said. “In fact–” She stopped, looked at Melanie with a look that asked if they were sure about this, and continued. “In fact, we’ve decided to let the two of you do what you want with each other.”

Both girls’ jaws dropped this time.

“Do you mean–?” Tanya began.

“Yes,” Melanie said. “The two of you can have sex with each other as often as you like provided nobody is being forced or coerced, and that you keep it inside this house.”

Tanya and Becky stared at each other in disbelief. They were allowed to have sex? Whenever they wanted? It was nearly too good to be true.

“There is one more condition your mother and I decided just before you came out here in your birthday suits,” Melanie added.

“What?” the girls asked in unison.

“We want to watch you.”

“Watch us?” Tanya asked.

“Well, your mom got an eyeful last night already, but she was too shocked to enjoy the beauty of it. Like I said, we had a similar relationship when we were in high school. Only today, we realized we never should have stopped making love with each other. It was a beautiful thing to love each other like that.”

“And we want the four of us to . . . well . . . share those moments with each other,” Callie said.

“You mean you two are going to do it with each other as well?” Becky asked.

“Yes,” Melanie said. “Is that okay with the two of you?”

The girls looked at each other and shrugged. “Sure,” they said.

“How about breakfast first before we get to the main course?” Melanie asked.

Their aunt smiled at the girls and stood, beginning to undress. She had secretly longed to have sex with Tanya at least. Now, she would indulge her most secret desire: sex with a girl as young as Becky. Of course, that had not been part of the discussion yet, but she knew it would eventually lead there, if not today, then certainly one day soon.

Within a few minutes, both women were as naked as the girls. After Tanya and Becky had some cereal, Melanie led the way to Tanya’s room.

Callie indicated the girls should get on the bed and begin. Then she and Melanie sat on the bottom corners of the bed to watch.

Callie hoped she was doing the right thing.

Continue on to Chapter 10

By Cheryl Taggert

Several days passed, and Becky had been thinking of her fun with Kelli ever since the time she had gone to the teenager’s house and gotten naked with the older girl. She wanted to have more fun, but Kelli hadn’t been home the past couple of days. She spoke to one of the girls who lived next door to Kelli, and the girl — she thought her name was Lana or Laura — said Kelli and Kate had gone out of town on a family emergency, but they would be back soon.

“Why you wanna see Kelli?” the girl asked, looking suspicious that a nine-year-old like Becky would be looking for a fourteen-year-old.

“She loaned me a quarter the other day and I wanna pay her back,” Becky said. Becky loved old movies about gangsters, and she had heard that line used to explain why someone was being looked for a hundred times, at least. Of course, in the movies it was a lot more than twenty-five cents, but she knew if she said a big amount, the older girl would know she was lying.

Becky went back home, feeling very horny for a girl who had only learned about orgasms just a few days before. She had heard about them, but she had never actually had one until Kelli licked her coochie. She remembered that Kelli said she should call it her pussy, but Becky still called it her coochie in her own mind. Becky wanted Kelli to lick her there again, not to mention how she wanted to lick Kelli this time, but now Kelli was out of town. Disappointed and sexually frustrated for the first time in her life, she trudged home, where Tanya, her sixteen-year-old sister was in charge of watching her.

When Becky walked into her house, a memory struck her, and she was amazed she hadn’t thought of it before. She had caught her sister Tanya touching her own coochie before, even though Tanya had no idea she had been caught with her hand on her privates. She wondered if she could somehow get Tanya interested in playing around like that with her. She might even be able to get Tanya to lick her. She might even get to lick Tanya in return!

********

Tanya Borden lay on her bed, wishing she didn’t have to keep an eye on her bratty little sister. Her mom treated her like a slave, making her do the babysitting instead of hiring someone to do the onerous job. Tanya was especially upset that her mom didn’t give her one fucking dime to babysit. “I put a roof over your head and food in your stomach. That should be enough,” her mom had said. The bitch! How would she like it if her boss at her office said, “I provide you a place to get away from your kids for a day, so you don’t get paid because that should be enough”?

At least Becky didn’t sit around the house all day and mope or watch TV or something. She was an outdoor girl and spent most of her time playing outside, usually alone since the cretin was unable to have friends or something. Tanya had friends, but they weren’t allowed to come over during the day because her bitch of a mom said no friends allowed. “You and your sister can entertain each other,” her mom had said when she’d complained about not being able to have any fun while watching the little twerp.

So, instead of having friends over to talk about guys, she had to talk to them on the phone. The only problem with that was that if ‘her highness’ walked in to demand a snack or anything else, Tanya had to end the call because what she talked about with her friends was not for her sister’s ears. Hell, it wasn’t for any nine-year-old’s ears. Either they were talking about guys and sex or just sex. Becky didn’t know shit about that stuff, and the way her mom protected the little witch, she probably wouldn’t know anything about it until she was forty or something.

As she lay there that morning having a silent hissy fit about her unpaid job, a thought crossed her mind. It had been rolling around in her brain for about a week, but now it was starting to become an obsession. What if she taught that little shit, Becky, about sex? It would serve her mom right if her little angel learned about sex at such an age. When Tanya was nine, she only knew you peed out of your pussy. Oh, sure, she’d managed to discover that certain pressures and touches felt good, but that was all. She had no fucking idea what to do about it. It wasn’t until a friend had told her about online porn when she was ten that Tanya got curious and went looking for some of it to satisfy her curiosity. And as they say, curiosity killed the cat, but satisfaction brought him back. She had indeed managed a shit-load of satisfaction from the online treasures she found.

First there were stories out there by the millions. At first, all of them turned her on just because they — and the feelings she got from them — were new to her. Then she realized there were certain stories that turned her on more than others. Then she began seeking stories by certain authors because their writing was better than that of most of the other writers.

Then, just last week, she had found the mother lode. She had read stories like these before and was quite surprised they turned her on. She had no idea why they did; they just did. The realization made her feel rather pervy. She encountered the first of them at a site called nifty.org. Then she discovered a few other sites through links, but when she found this one site a week ago yesterday, she had been forced to admit that if this stuff really did turn her on as much as it had, then she would just have to accept that she was a perv. Or maybe she was more normal than she knew and that people just never admitted how they felt about such things.

The site she had found the week before was called Juicy Secrets. The stories were about girls having sex with other girls, but it was more than that. She had found that most of the stories involved incest, which was pervy enough, but they also involved little girls. It was pedo stuff, but with women and older girls having sex with the younger ones instead of men.

At first, she thought about how the girls in the stories were all much more in tune with their bodies than real girls their age, deciding that was why they called it fantasy. Then Tanya had read some of the comments from some of the readers, as well as some of the authors. Apparently, there were a lot of girls who had learned about sex and orgasms at a young age. She had begun corresponding with one of the authors and an owner of the site, Cheryl Taggert, who told her that yes, she had actually discovered those ‘good feelings’ when she was little. Very little, in fact, like only four.

Tanya had been forced to admit her secret fantasy to herself. She still liked guys and enjoyed sex with them on occasion. But what really had started to turn her on was the idea of having sex with a little girl. A little girl who was willing and eager to do the things she thought about.

The sixteen-year-old had enjoyed girl-girl sex, but always with friends her own age. She and Marcia Daniels had even allowed a couple of boys they liked to watch them together. It was kinky and fun until the boys wanted to horn in on what they were doing. That was when they made a pact never to let a boy watch them again.

Now, she began to wonder if Becky would do stuff like that with her if she taught her about it. She knew the twerp wouldn’t tell, even if she didn’t want to do it, because she knew what kind of a living hell the house would be if their mom found out that Tanya had even attempted such a thing.

As Tanya lay there that morning, images began to crowd her brain. She saw herself talking Becky into messing around, getting the little imp naked with her, and having her baby sister lick her pussy, which was rapidly demanding some attention. She wondered what it would be like to lick Becky’s bald pussy. She had seen it before, of course. They rarely worried about brief flashes of nudity as they traveled from taking a bath to their bedrooms, not even their mother, whom the girls saw naked nearly every day since she kept her bedroom door open while she got ready for work each morning after her shower. Not only that, they had only one bathroom, and female nudity was fairly common in the hallway that led from the bathroom to each of the bedrooms.

Until recently, her naked sister never turned her on. Now, it seemed to be all she could think about. Since discovering the Juicy Secrets website, fantasies involving Becky had increased in frequency. This morning they were the only thing she could think about. She had even stopped being so pissed at her mom. Yes, she saw seducing Becky as pay-back at her mom for making her watch her sister all the time, but it was also very enticing. When she felt a sudden, wet throbbing in her pussy, she realized it was more than enticing. It was becoming damn near a necessity.

Tanya was wearing gym shorts that morning, along with her panties and a midriff t-shirt. Reaching down, she squeezed her pussy, feeling the electricity shooting through the excited flesh. She glanced at her bedside clock, which showed 8:27 a.m. Becky had left the house just a short time ago. She had knocked on Tanya’s bedroom door and said she was going out to play, and that meant she wouldn’t be home for at least another hour or two, depending on when she decided she wanted a snack.

Tanya grasped the waistband of her gym shorts and peeled them down. Then hooking her thumbs in the waistband of her cotton panties, she tugged them over her butt and hips and off. Then she lifted the hem of her t-shirt and pulled it over her head, leaving her naked. She noticed Becky had left her bedroom door slightly ajar when she had left to go outside, but Tanya decided not to worry about it. Becky wouldn’t be home until well after she finished coming. In fact she felt she would have time for a shower and a phone call to Marcia by the time her little sister came back home.

She had plenty of time. She might come four or five times before getting out of bed, though she usually stopped at two — three at the most.

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Becky thought about Tanya as she quietly entered the house. She wondered if Tanya had fallen back to sleep. She would do that sometimes, and the house was completely quiet, so naturally, Becky assumed her sister was still in bed.

She wondered how she should get her sister interested in sex. It wasn’t as if she could just walk up to her and say, “Kelli, that girl down the block, taught me about orgasms. You wanna give me one?” She had no idea how to bring up the subject of sex. She sat on the sofa and thought about it for several minutes. She wondered if she could confess to catching Tanya touching herself but decided against that idea since that might only make Tanya mad.

Then she came upon a plan that might work. Maybe she could tell her that someone she knew had told her about sex and touching and so she was coming to her big sister to find out what was true about it.

Becky smiled, rose from the sofa, and tip-toed down the hall to Tanya’s bedroom door. The carpet helped hide the sound of her footsteps as she approached the partially open door. Just as she was about to knock softly, she heard something that made her freeze, her hand less than an inch from making contact with the door. She felt her mouth drop open.

She heard Tanya whimper. She could have thought it was Tanya crying about something, but Tanya rarely cried anymore. Also, the sound was now familiar to Becky. She had heard that same sort of whimpering from Kelli when she was about to have an orgasm. It also sounded like Tanya that time she had caught her sister touching her coochie.

Becky felt confused, aroused, and lucky, all at the same time. She wondered what she should do now that Tanya was doing stuff to herself, which led to the confusion. Her arousal was due to the fact Tanya was masturbating on the other side of the partially open door, and she felt lucky because the idea that Tanya was already turned on somehow made what she had to do easier. For a moment, she wondered if she should just walk in and catch her, but she decided against that idea. Just like confessing to catching her before, catching her now could just make Tanya mad.

Becky decided to stick to her original plan. The difference now was that she was aware that Tanya was already horny and wanting an orgasm. Becky hoped that would give her an advantage. Taking a deep breath and doing her best to make her pussy calm down, she knocked gently on the door.

Except that her knock was a little too gentle. Tanya didn’t even seem to notice it. She took another breath and knocked again, more forcefully this time.

“What?!” Tanya said.

“Can I come in?” Becky asked.

She heard some scrambling on the bed, followed by Tanya saying, “Uh, sure. Okay.”

Becky walked in and immediately knew Tanya was naked under the covers of her bed. Her big sister was holding the covers up nearly to her chin in an effort to cover as much of herself as possible.

As soon as she crossed the threshold of the door, Tanya said, “Yeah? What is it?”

“I — uh — needed to talk to you ’bout something.”

Tanya heaved a heavy sigh and said, “What? And make it quick.”

“Well, uh,” Becky began then wondered if she could go through with it. She continued, “Uh, well, I mean, I was, uh–”

“Jeez, Becky! Either say what you need to say or go away. I’m busy!”

Becky felt her cheeks beginning to burn. She turned to leave but stopped herself. Her teacher had told her she needed to be more assertive, explaining what the word meant, and this was, after all, her sister. Tanya might hate her, but this would not make her hate her any more than she already did. She decided at the last second to take the more direct route.

“I know what it is you’re doing.”

Tanya stared at Becky. How could she know? She’s just nine. Then Tanya realized her little sister might know more than she thought. That erotica author Cheryl did at age nine.

“What was I doing?” Tanya asked in an accusatory tone.

“You were playing with your coochie.” There, thought Becky. That was assertive.

Tanya stared at Becky, wondering what to say next. After a beat, she said, “How would you know that?”

“I just know.” Becky didn’t want to involve anyone else in this conversation if she could help it, and explaining how she knew might require mentioning Kelli.

“Were you spying?”

“No. I’ve just–”

“Just what?” Tanya asked, wondering where the fuck this was going.

“I’ve seen you doing it before — and heard you.” There, the cat was out of the bag now. “And I heard you when I walked up to your bedroom door just now.”

Tanya squinted at her little sister. “When did you see me before?”

“A while back,” Becky answered. “I don’t remember what day or anything. It was a couple of weeks ago, I think.”

“You didn’t tell Mom, did you?”

“Of course not. She’d hit the roof.”

Tanya wasn’t sure what her mom would do exactly since she had to know most girls masturbate. Hell, even her mom might since she was still a healthy young woman and had no man in her life, or woman for that matter. Tanya mostly didn’t want the embarrassment of her mom knowing it for certain.

“Well, thanks for that. Anyway, since you know what I was doing, maybe you know I want to get back to it, so what did you want to ask me?”

“Actually,” Becky said and swallowed hard. “I was kinda hoping you might, uh, let me watch.”

“Watch?” Was Becky saying what Tanya thought she was saying?

“Yeah. You see, well, I — uh — I get to feeling like that too.”

Tanya immediately thought of Cheryl Taggert, who had discovered sexual stimulation at age four. Then the older girl realized this was tantamount to a dream come true. If Becky was wanting to watch her, maybe she was willing to . . . do more.

Tanya said, “You feel horny sometimes, too?”

“Yeah.”

Tanya glanced around the room, as if something might be written somewhere to advise her how to go about this. Then she looked at Becky. “Are you — horny right now?”

Becky nodded.

“Well, um, I’m, uh, naked,” Tanya said, blushing. Each word felt like a paragraph all its own.

Be assertive! Becky thought and said, “Can I see?”

“You promise you won’t tell?”

“I promise.”

“Not anybody,” Tanya said.

“Sure.” Becky’s eyes were glued to the covers. She had seen Tanya naked many times before, and it surprised her that for some reason this felt different. She was so used to seeing Tanya naked, she could draw her in the nude from memory if she had that talent. This time, though, it felt entirely different. The thought of seeing Tanya naked now gave her goosebumps. She felt twinges in her coochie at the thought of it.

“Okay,” Tanya said, and pulled the covers back, exposing her naked body to her little sister’s gaze. Becky’s focus floated over her sister’s body, landing on the girl’s pubes. She noticed that the inner labia, which were slightly visible, were shiny, reddish pink and wet. This made her remember Kelli’s coochie from a few days before.

“How do you touch yourself?” Becky asked, the inflections indicating she touched her own pussy as well.

Tanya reached down and began to massage her clit softly, wanting to make this last, especially if this might lead to fulfilling her fantasy.

Becky continued to stare at Tanya. I’m watching my sister do herself, she thought. And she’s letting me watch. The thought excited Becky, and she crossed her legs where she stood, pinching them together to stimulate her coochie.

Tanya noticed Becky’s movements and said, “Why don’t you come over here where you can see it better?”

Becky seemed to leap upon her sister’s bed, moving down to where she could see what Tanya was doing to get the most from her touches.

Before she got too involved to be able to do more than come, Tanya stopped for a moment and said, “Why don’t you get undressed too?”

“Are you sure?”

Tanya smiled. “Absolutely.”

Becky stood up and shucked her clothes. She stood before her big sister, totally naked, but now naked in a way she never had been before. She was now horny and naked. And that made a world of difference.

She jumped back on the bed and watched as Tanya once again began massaging her coochie. After a moment, she said, “Paula Franklin says sometimes people lick and kiss coochies.”

Tanya froze, wondering if she hadn’t gone to sleep and this was just a dream. Starting back again with her masturbation, she said, “Yeah. She’s right. They do.”

“Have you ever done that? Licked a girl’s coochie?”

Tanya thought, in for a penny. . . . “Well, you promise never to tell?”

“I said I did before.”

“Well, that has to go for everything.”

“It does.”

“Then, yes. As a matter of fact, I have.”

“Do you like it?”

This was too good to be true! Tanya wondered if she was dreaming. “Yes.”

“You wanna lick mine? I’ll lick yours!” Tanya almost laughed, thinking how Becky said it as if she would have to reciprocate to get Tanya to lick her pussy. She wouldn’t have to do that, of course, but she certainly wouldn’t turn it down.

For her part, Becky, who had never licked or kissed a coochie before, had been thinking about it ever since Kelli had licked her pussy to her first orgasm and wanted desperately to try it. She had licked Kelli’s fingers after they were coated with the older girl’s juices, and she had since decided she absolutely loved the taste and wanted to lick a coochie herself.

“Do you know what a sixty-nine is?”

“No, what?”

“It’s when one person lies on top of another person with their faces toward each other’s pussies — or at least it would be with two girls — and they lick each other there.”

“You wanna do that?” Becky asked.

“Sure, babe. Lie face down on top of me with your head at my puss.”

Becky did as instructed and stared at the wet pussy before her. She’d done it! Tanya was going to lick her while she licked Tanya. And it had been so easy, it was almost as if Tanya had wanted to do it as much as she did.

Becky bent her head to lick her sister’s coochie. Tanya’s flavor was different from the brief taste Becky had had when she licked Kelli’s finger, but only slightly so. Tanya’s fluids were delicious and warmer than the taste she’d had of Kelli’s, probably because it had been outside the girl’s coochie for a while when she had licked Kelli’s cream-covered finger.

This, however, was like warm honey. Becky savored the flavor and wondered if she could ever get enough of it.

Tanya couldn’t believe how easy this had been. It was as if some force had seen to it that her dream became a reality. She molded her mouth to her baby sister’s pussy, flicking the nine-year-old’s clit with her tongue. Becky bucked her hips as her big sister brought her nearer to an orgasm with each swipe of her tongue.

Soon, Tanya began to come, her moans and screams muffled by Becky’s pussy. Soon after Tanya reached her climax, Becky entered her own, the second of her young sex life. The child bucked up and down and side-to-side, grinding out the orgasm as it slammed through her. It was much better than the one with Kelli, and she wondered why that was.

As she and Tanya lay beside each other, caressing the softness of the other, Becky asked about it, saying she had only had one other orgasm but that this one was much better.

“Your first is sort of a training experience,” Tanya said. “As you have more and more, they get better and better.”

“Oh,” Becky said, and lay there continuing to stroke her sister while basking in the afterglow of sex.

“Were you masturbating when you had your first one?”

Without thinking, Becky said, “No, Kelli was lick–” Her eyes widened in shock that she had accidentally told about what she and Kelli had done. She stared at Tanya.

“You can’t tell! Swear you won’t!” Becky said, near tears.

“Of course, I won’t, babe. Who am I to go telling on someone like that?” Tanya, whose attitude toward her baby sister had changed drastically in the past hour, held Becky close and kissed her on the head, soothing her and calming her. “Don’t cry, baby. I won’t tell. I promise.”

“Okay. Thanks.” Becky sniffled as the tears began to dry up.

“I do want to meet with Kelli, though. That sounds like fun.”

Becky grinned up at her big sister. “Okay, but let me talk to her first. She’s not home now, but she should be back soon. They’re out of town on a family emergency.”

“That’s cool, hon. Until then, we still have each other, right?”

Becky’s grin grew bigger. “Right.”

Continue on to Chapter 9

By Cheryl Taggert

After Kelli watched her sister leave on her bike, she headed over to see Laura and Emily. She had started thinking about them when she was taking her shower that morning and using the shower head for what she knew the manufacturers had really invented it for. Then in the middle of enjoying the feel of the spray on her clit, she had imagined the sisters next door and realized she wasn’t ready to come just yet. She had gotten out of the shower, dressed, and was headed to her neighbor’s house when she’d seen Kate leaving on her bike.

She was suspicious of where Kate was going, but only in a curious way. She certainly didn’t mind if Kate was going to have fun with a friend. She certainly was. Kelli wondered if Kate was going to see the two little girls from the orgy the other day. If so, she knew Kate would have a wonderful time. Hell, they didn’t even have to worry if the girls were cramping from their periods and not interested in sex since they were far too young for that.

Ringing her neighbor’s doorbell, she waited. The door opened, and Sandra stood there, smiling.

“Are Laura and Emily busy?” Kelli asked.

“Not right now,” Sandra said before winking at the young girl. “But they were busy earlier before their father left.”

Kelli wondered about this. Was Sandra saying they had fucked their dad or something? Kelli just said, “Oh,” and left it at that. She could ask the sisters about the meaning of their mother’s remark.

“Come on in,” Sandra said, and Kelli walked in. “They’re still in their bedroom.”

“Okay,” Kelli said and walked down the short hall to their bedroom door. She didn’t bother to knock and entered.

Laura and Emily were lying in their shared bed, naked but not involved in any sex. “What’s up?” Kelli asked.

“Mom came in this morning and attacked us,” Laura said.

“Attacked you?” Kelli asked.

“Well, more like raped us,” Emily offered, giggling.

“Oh,” Kelli said. “That must be what she meant.”

“Meant by what?” Laura asked.

“She said you two had been busy before your father left. I wondered if it meant he was involved now.”

“No fucking way!” Laura said, and Emily was happy to hear her sister shared her opinion about getting their father involved.

“So… you interested in some fun?” Kelli wanted to know.

“Well, normally yes, but the session with Mom this morning sorta took the edge off, you know?” Laura replied.

“Oh.” Kelli stood there wondering what she could do now. She had gotten close to an orgasm that morning and her pussy was starting to demand some action. Frustrated didn’t begin to address how she was feeling. “Then maybe I’ll see what Kate is up to. She went out on her bike this morning and I had the feeling she might be headed somewhere to have fun with someone, maybe Linda and Mandy.”

“Okay,” Emily said. “Maybe later?”

“Sure,” Kelli said and left the house, telling Sandra good-bye on her way out.

She went to her own bike and mounted it, knowing the seat would be pressing just right on her pussy and wondering if she might just ride around and get off that way. She hadn’t done that in years, maybe since she was Kate’s age.

Riding into the street, she decided to head toward where she knew Linda and Mandy lived, hoping to find something fun happening there. A little more than a block away, she came upon another little girl from the neighborhood, Becky.

As she passed, Becky said, “Have you seen your sister this morning?”

Kelli stopped and straddled her bike. “Yeah, I saw her leave our house this morning on her bike.” Kelli figured the girl might be wanting to see if Kate wanted to play or something, even though Becky was two years younger than Kate.

“I saw her too,” Becky said, grinning. Something about that grin told Kelli there was more to it than just an exchange of ‘hellos’ between Kate and Becky.

“And?” Kelli asked, hoping whatever it was that Becky would tell her about it.

“And she wasn’t wearing any panties.”

“Oh?”

“Yeah. She showed me her coochie.” Then after a brief pause, she added, “And her butt.”

“She did?” Kelli was really getting turned on listening to the little girl, who had obviously liked seeing Kate’s intimate areas.

“Yeah, she made sure I saw her coochie. Then she flipped up her skirt when she was leaving and I saw her butt.” Becky was wondering if Kate might get in trouble for what she’d done, and despite liking Kate, she sort of hoped she would. “Is she gonna be in trouble?” Becky asked hopefully.

“Probably not. We go around naked in our house a lot.”

“Doesn’t your mom mind you two going naked?”

“Naw. She goes naked too.” Kelli looked at the girl intently. “But if you tell anyone I’ll say you’re lying and suggest you might be doing naughty things to be saying that.”

“I won’t tell,” Becky said. Then she changed the subject, at least a little bit. “Kate said I should try goin’ without panties and wear a skirt sometime. She said it feels real good.”

“She’s right,” Kelli said, realizing for the first time she was doing her best to seduce the nine-year-old.

“Tanya might not like it, though,” Becky said. “And I know my mom wouldn’t.”

“Who says they have to know?” Kelli asked.

Becky looked over her shoulder at her house then back at Kelli. “But I’m wearing shorts right now,” she said.

“True, but if you want to, we might have a lot of fun together at my house. You wanna do that?”

“What kind of fun?” Becky asked. It was more or less what she’d said with Kate that morning.

“Grown-up kind of fun.”

“Would it mean taking off my shorts and panties?” Becky asked.

“If you wanted to,” Kelli said. “But you’d have to swear never to tell anyone, though. We could both be in a lot of trouble. More trouble than we’ve ever been in before.”

“But you said your mom is okay if you go around naked.”

“She is. I’m talking about your mom.”

“Oh. You’re right. She’d be real unhappy if she knew we were playing grown-up games with each other.”

“Have you ever played grown-up games before?” Kelli asked.

“Yeah, with my cousin, Janet. She’s eleven.”

“That’s Kate’s age,” Kelli said, and instantly wondered if Janet might be fun to know. “So, you wanna go to my house and play?”

Becky smiled. “Sure. Let me tell Tanya where I’ll be.”

“Okay, but tell her you’re going to play with Kate. She might get suspicious if you tell her you’re going to play with a fourteen-year-old.”

Becky giggled. “Yeah. She might know we’re gonna play grown-up games then.”

“Has she ever caught you playing grown-up games before?”

“No, but I’ve seen her doing things when she’s alone and doesn’t know I’m watching her.”

Kelli suspected what that probably was but wanted to get Becky over to her house before they talked about that. “Okay, well, you go tell her you’re coming over to play with Kate. I’ll be waiting for you.”

“Okay,” said Becky, and she scampered home to tell her sister where she would be.

Kelli went home, and about ten minutes later, the doorbell rang. As she opened the door, she found a noticeably nervous Becky standing there. The little girl was shifting her weight from one foot to the other and looking over her shoulder as if afraid of being seen entering the house.

“It’s okay,” Kelli said. “If you don’t want to do this, I’m fine with that.”

“No,” Becky said. “I want to go naked in your house with you.”

Kelli realized Becky had little idea, possibly none at all, about what could happen between them if they decided to do more than just walk around naked. She recalled her mother’s words about never doing anything with anyone without that person’s express consent to do precisely what her daughters wanted to do. Her mom had made it very clear that the other girl needed to know exactly what would happen and be willing without coercion. Kelli knew if she was going to have more fun with Becky, she would have to explain exactly what she wanted to do and make sure Becky wanted to do that, too. She also knew she had to ensure Becky knew that saying ‘no’ was perfectly okay, too.

“Well, come on in,” Kelli said. Then she led the girl over to the sofa in the TV room, making sure the curtains were closed in case someone else came around to snoop the way Sandra had. That had turned out fine, but Kelli didn’t want to find out if it would be okay if it ever happened again.

“So, you want to go naked around my house with me?” Kelli asked.

“Yeah,” Becky said. “But I’m kinda nervous about it.”

“Why are you nervous?”

“Cuz we would get in trouble if we’re caught.”

“Yeah, I guess we would,” Kelli said, knowing full well she would only be in trouble if she didn’t make sure Becky wanted to do any of the things they ended up doing. Becky, though, could get in a lot of trouble. Kelli knew Becky’s mom was really involved in her church, and she knew that the woman had been very outspoken about things like teen sex and LGBT issues, and none of the woman’s words were complimentary. She also needed to make sure Becky would not feel any guilt over what they did, regardless of how little or how much they did.

“Becky, how did it make you feel to see Kate’s — coochie?” She chose to use Becky’s more childish term for pussy.

“I was embarrassed at first.”

“Did you feel anything — well — physically?”

“You mean — down there?” Becky asked, obviously meaning her pussy.

“Yeah. Did you feel kinda, well, funny down there?”

“You mean did I get the tingles?”

Ahh, yes, there was a good way for a girl her age — and inexperienced — to refer to being turned on by something. “Yeah, did you?”

“Would it be bad if I did?”

“No. You can’t help how your body responds to things.”

“Well, yeah. That was why I was embarrassed at first. When I saw her coochie, I felt my own coochie kinda, well get tingly.”

“When you did things with your cousin Janet, did you feel tingly then, too?”

“Yeah.” Becky smiled at the memory. “That was fun.”

“What did you two do together?” Kelli asked.

“She showed me how to hump against her leg and she humped against mine.”

“Did you like that?” Kelli asked, already knowing the answer based on Becky’s face.

Becky grinned. “Yeah.”

“Do you know what an orgasm is?” Kelli asked. She knew the child had been somewhat sheltered and might not know.

“I’ve heard about them, but I really don’t understand what it is.”

Kelli played a hunch. “When you and Janet were playing around and humping each other, did she get all kinda trembly and started breathing kind of hard in, like, gasps?”

“Uh-huh.”

“And did she sort of grunt, like in a rhythm?”

“Yeah.”

“She was having an orgasm.”

Becky’s jaw dropped. “She was?”

“Yeah.”

“Was that all it was? Just some breathing and grunts?”

Kelli had to stifle a laugh, but a chuckle still broke through. “Well, it’s more than that. You see, it’s, well, it’s a peak of sexual desire. It’s a really BIG tingle in your pu– your coochie.”

“Okay,” Becky said. “You mean it feels real good?”

“Oh, yes. It feels… amazing!”

“I wish I could feel one,” Becky said. “Do you feel them?”

“Yes. All the time.”

“When did you feel your last one?”

“Well,  um, it was a few days ago when I was having fun with Kate and some other girls and, um, women.”

“Really? Who else?”

“I can’t tell you that. You see, I can’t tell you about them anymore than I would tell anyone else about you. What happens in here is just between us.” Another idea occurred to Kelli. “What did you see your sister doing when she didn’t know you were watching?”

Becky laughed. “She was touching her coochie. Kinda rubbing it.”

“Did you watch her for long?”

“No. I was scared she see me and get mad.”

“Okay, but you see that’s something else a girl can do to have an orgasm. She can rub her own pu–” Kelli paused and then decided it would be too difficult to keep using a word she wasn’t used to. “A girl can rub her own pussy. Sorry, but that’s the word I like to use.”

“That’s okay. It’s the word Kate uses too. I kinda like it cuz it’s a naughty word. At least my mom says it is.”

“But your mom isn’t here,” Kelli said, and Becky laughed.

“That’s just what Kate said!”

“So we can call it a pussy?”

“Sure. I can call it pussy too?”

“Sure,” Kelli said. “You want to get naked with me now?”

“Okay.” Kelli could tell Becky was a lot calmer now. And curious about orgasms.

Kelli stood up and pulled her t-shirt over her head. She was braless and her boobs bounced. She looked at Becky, and the girl was wide-eyed and her mouth was hanging open.

“Wow! Real boobs that aren’t my sisters!”

Kelli laughed. “There’s more. You want me to continue taking off my clothes?”

Becky just nodded, her mouth still hanging open and her eyes still bulging.

Kelli reached down and tugged her shorts down, leaving her in just her panties. She smiled at Becky and hooked her thumbs into the elastic waistband of her panties and pulled the bikini underwear down to her knees and off.

Becky stared at the teenager’s pussy. That word — pussy — went through her mind. I’m looking at Kelli’s pussy, she thought to herself and felt her own pussy swell at the sight into a decided puffiness. It was what she had always thought of as getting the tingles. Now, she knew there was more to it than that. She hoped she might find out exactly what that was soon. Maybe today, in fact, if she could talk Kelli into showing her about orgasms. She hoped so.

“Your turn,” Kelli said.

Becky stood and took off her clothes as fast as she could, pulling her shorts and panties down together. Seconds later, they were both naked.

Becky said, “Can I walk around in your house?”

“Sure, babe. Just don’t go into any room with open windows. Sometimes people peek.”

“Okay,” the girl said and turned to walk out of the room. Kelli followed her as she walked down the hall and into Kelli’s mother’s bedroom.

Becky stopped to stare at the woman’s bed while Kelli stopped to stare at the little girl’s butt, which was beginning to gain a more mature shape, but only barely so. It was the perfect example of a cross between a child’s butt and a teenager’s.

It made Kelli’s mouth water. She hoped she could control herself and not attack the girl. Her pussy was still frustrated from being close to an orgasm in the shower that morning, followed by a disappointing visit to Laura and Emily, then finding Becky and getting so horny the girl thought she could come with nothing more than a rub or two.

“Wow. Your mom sleeps there,” Becky said. “I think your mom’s pretty.”

“So do I,” Kelli said. If she only knew ran through the teenager’s mind.

“And you’ve seen your mom naked?” Becky said.

“Yes.” Then Kelli decided she would take a chance. “Becky?”

“Huh?”

“We’ve agreed that what happens here stays here, right? That we tell absolutely nobody what happens today?”

“Yeah, why?”

“If I show you something, well, really sexy, do you promise not to tell anyone?”

“Sure,” Becky said, her eyes widening again.

“This is something, like, really adult. You sure you wanna see it?”

“Yes!”

“Okay, come with me.” Kelli walked over to her mom’s closet and opened the drawer with the movies in it. Lesbian movies. Porn. Real women having real sex. And real orgasms.

Becky stared into the open drawer. “Are those movies?” Kelli smiled and nodded. “Of… sex?”

“Yes. Sex between women, like what you and your cousin do.”

“Can we –” The question would lead to something so forbidden in Becky’s mind she couldn’t say it.

Kelli finished the question for her. “Watch some?”

Becky looked at Kelli, her face stunned at the prospect of watching a movie where women had sex with each other. She nodded.

“You sure you want to? Remember, you can’t tell anyone. And you have to be okay with watching it. No deciding later you shouldn’t have and getting all guilty about it.”

“Okay,” Becky said. She was so interested and curious about the DVD’s, she would have promised anything.

“Let’s go into the den,” Kelli said.

When they got there, she put one of her favorites into the machine and started it up. Within seconds, they were watching two girls, both gorgeous and with bald pussies, licking each other.

“Girls do that?” Becky asked.

“Yep. You’re watching two girls do that, aren’t you?”

“Have you ever done it?”

Kelli was anticipating the question and told the truth.

“Yep. Lots of times.”

Becky looked at Kelli with what could only be described as awe.

“You like doing that to a girl?”

“No. I love it.”

“Doesn’t it taste like pee?”

“Well, you can taste the pee a little bit, but mostly you taste the girl’s juices.”

“Juices? What juices?”

“The juices from her vagina. You have them, too, you know.”

“I do?”

“Yeah. Doesn’t your pussy ever get kinda wet when you’re feeling the tingles?”

“I thought that was pee.”

“Nope. It’s from your vagina. The inside of your pussy. And it’s delicious.”

“It is?”

“Totally.” Kelli knew this was part of her seduction, but why lie to Becky? Yes, it might lead to Becky giving it a try, but Kelli felt the girl needed to learn some things about life that she’d been sheltered from. The most she’d ever known was getting tingly with her cousin Janet, who was either too self-absorbed to explain about orgasms to Becky, or too ignorant of Becky’s own ignorance about it to think it needed to be explained. Either way, Becky deserved to know about the pleasure her body could provide herself and others. At least the others Becky was willing to share her body with. And Kelli hoped Becky would share her body with her.

“Have you ever licked a girl as young as me?” Becky asked, and Kelli knew where this was heading, and she welcomed it, of course.

“Yes.”

“Who?”

“Again. I can’t tell you. You know why.”

“Oh. Okay.” They continued watching until the women on screen were coming.

“Are they having orgasms?” Becky asked, her curiosity coming off her in almost physical waves.

“Yes. I’m envious. I want to have one right now.”

Becky took her eyes off the screen to stare at Kelli. “Really?”

“Oh, yeah. I’ve needed one since I was in the shower masturbating this morning.”

“Masturbating?”

“Rubbing your pussy to have an orgasm. But I wasn’t exactly rubbing it. I was using the shower head on the massage setting and aiming it at my pussy. My clit, actually.”

“Your clit?”

The poor thing, thought Kelli. She would just have to teach her everything she knew.

“Yes, your clit is a little button of very sensitive flesh near the top of your slit. It’s where the two inner lips of your pussy meet near the top.”

“What’s important about the clit?” Becky asked.

What a perfect question, thought Kelli. “It’s where all the pleasure is for sex. It’s the source of the tingles.”

“Oh. Do I have a clit?”

“Yes. All girls do. It’s just a matter of finding it… or having someone show it to you.”

They were both silent, and for the first time Kelli knew what was meant by ‘a pregnant pause.’ Finally, Becky asked the question Kelli knew she was considering. “Would you show me?”

“I thought you’d never ask!” Kelli said and laughed.

She knelt in front of Becky’s knees. “Spread your legs a bit,” she said, and Becky complied. Then Kelli added, “But only if you want to. Remember that. If I tell or ask you to do something you don’t want to do, just say so and you don’t have to do it, okay? It is completely and totally up to you what we do. I won’t be upset or anything. Just be honest with me. That’s all I ask.”

“Okay.”

“Now, can I touch your pussy with my finger?”

“Yeah.”

Kelli reached in and spread the girl’s outer labia. The inner lips were nestled inside. Kelli could see a fair amount of moisture covering the inside of the girl’s pussy already. Kelli moved her fingertip to where Becky’s clit was and massaged the spot for a minute. She could feel the tiny nubbin of nerve-packed flesh.

Apparently, Becky could feel it too. She shivered at one point, her legs becoming restless and scissoring back and forth.

“Does that feel good?” Kelli asked.

“Uh-huh,” Becky said. “Is that what an orgasm feels like?”

“Well, yes and no. It’s kind of like an orgasm, but it’s not one yet. An orgasm is that feeling times, like, a thousand.”

“Wow,” Becky sighed, leaning back.

“Do you want me to lick you there? It feels like a hundred times better.”

Becky nodded without hesitation, as if she had been hoping Kelli would ask that.

Kelli moved toward the child’s center of sexual desire. When her mouth was less than an inch from the girl’s clit, she reached out with her tongue and licked Becky’s button. She reveled in the fact she was the first person to ever do this to the child.

Becky’s reaction was immediate. Her hips raised up from her seat on the sofa and she gasped audibly. Kelli took that as a sign to do more. She locked her lips and tongue on the girl’s vulva and began massaging Becky’s clit with her tongue, bathing it with her saliva and bouncing the tender ball of nerves back and forth.

“I’m gonna pee!” Becky said, nearly in a panic.

“No, you’re not,” Kelli said, removing her mouth just long enough to say what she needed to. “That’s the orgasm approaching. Just let it go. Take my word for it. You won’t pee, and if you do and it wets the sofa, I’ll tell my mom it was me. Just let it happen.”

“Okay,” Becky said. She tried to relax and let whatever was happening to her body take place.

Kelli returned her attention to the child’s pussy. Within seconds, Becky felt a rush of pleasure seize her. Spasms of absolute joy rocked her, and she experienced her first orgasm. She had no doubt that was what was happening to her, and she relished the thought that it was happening. She wondered vaguely if this would be the only one she would ever have, and hoped at the same time that she would have millions in her lifetime.

Which of course was exactly what happened.

As the orgasm subsided, Kelli moved to be next to Becky.

“That, Becky, was your first orgasm.”

“Wow.” She was doing her best to catch her breath.

“And now I want to have mine. Is that okay?”

“Yeah.”

Kelli thought about asking Becky to help her, but she thought maybe that would be something they did later, after the girl got more used to their fun.

She sat back and continued watching the movie while also taking a quick look at Becky, who was more or less sitting spread-eagle on the sofa, her delicious mound in plain view, and even slightly open because Becky’s legs were spread.

Becky herself was watching the movie some, but watching Kelli a lot more.

Kelli had her hand at her pussy, rubbing it in a bit of a frenzy of sexual need. She saw that Becky was watching her masturbate, and she began to come. It was an orgasm that followed from nearly an entire day of denying herself the pleasure. It gripped her and sent her headlong into ecstasy.

When she finished, she brought her fingers to Becky’s face. The girl reached out tentatively with her tongue and took a small taste. She found she did indeed like it after all.

Kelli knew this would be only the first of their secret encounters, and she was already planning for the next one.

“We have to get dressed now,” Kelli said reluctantly.

“Okay,” Becky answered, in the same sad tone.

When the child left for home, she was a little less of a child than she had been when she arrived. She, too, was planning to have more fun with Kelli one day soon.

Maybe even tomorrow. Then she wondered if Kate might join in one day soon as well.

She certainly hoped so.

As she walked home, she even began to think about her own sister.

Continue on to Chapter 8

By Cheryl Taggert

Several days passed while everyone allowed her pussy to have some “time off for good behavior.” The girls and women were quite sore from their fun and needed the rest. Still, pussies don’t remain calm for too long, at least not in these households.

One morning Sandra woke up horny and decided to surprise her daughters. She had been having a sex dream involving a roomful of girls aged seven to nine, and an orgasm woke her. It was still early, yet, and her husband was snoring beside her. She knew a brass band couldn’t wake him until his alarm went off. She always found it amusing that he had trained his body for the shrill beeping of his bedside alarm, yet she could turn the TV in the bedroom on so loud she could feel the sound waves making the sheets vibrate, and he would keep snoring.

Rising from bed and walking naked out of her bedroom, she went down the hall to Laura and Emily’s room. Her son had spent the night with a friend, so she didn’t have to worry about waking him. Easing the door to her girls’ bedroom open, she peeked inside. Laura was on her back, the covers down to her waist. She was at least topless. Emily lay beside her older sister on her side. The covers were kicked off her entirely. She was more than topless; she was naked. The dim light from the nightlight they insisted on to be able to see their way to the bathroom in the night, cast enough for Sandra to see Emily’s pussy lips. Her younger daughter had one leg hiked up, the knee nearly touching the girl’s breasts. The other leg was straight, allowing Sandra to see the girl’s treasures.

Sandra eased onto the girls’ queen-size bed, careful not to wake them just yet. She wanted to take a moment to gaze at their naked beauty. She figured Laura was just as naked as her sister, but she wouldn’t know that until she could get the covers off. Leaning down, she placed her face mere inches from Emily’s pussy. She could smell the girl’s pussy and felt her mouth water in anticipation of what she was about to do. She inhaled deeply, savoring the young teen’s fragrance, then moved closer until her lips touched the tender inner labia. Her tongue snaked out, beginning its massage of the sensitive flesh.

Emily stirred immediately and made a small grunting sound as the reality of what was happening nudged her from slumber.

“Mom?” she said, sleep slurring her speech, making her sound slightly intoxicated.

“Good morning, baby,” Sandra said. “I woke up from a sexy dream and just had to come explore your bodies.”

Laura began to wake up as well. She definitely was not like her father in that any sound would rouse her. “What’s going on?” she asked.

“Mom’s licking my pussy,” Emily said. Sandra nearly laughed at the nonchalance of her tone. She could have been saying, “Pass the biscuits” as far as the tone of her voice was concerned.

Laura moved to where she could watch the action. She loved seeing her mother locking her lips onto Emily’s pussy. She herself had done that plenty of times, but she always enjoyed what she always referred to as “taking in a show.” As she watched her mom eating Emily’s cunt, Laura reached down and began softly toying with her own clit, another activity she had a special name for when she began masturbating: “priming the pump.” As she toyed with herself, she moved to the floor and began licking her mother’s pussy, savoring the tart taste of the mature woman’s juices.

Soon, Sandra had Emily nearing a massive orgasm. Sandra tongued and nipped at her daughter’s clit, which was small but a well-defined nub of flesh that protruded from beneath its small hood. Sandra could feel her own orgasm approaching as well as Laura expertly licked her mom’s pussy. The woman was amazed her girls were so good at it, and she had to remind herself that they had been practicing the art of cunnilingus for years with each other and their former sitter and that woman’s two young daughters.

Emily began to thrash about and grunt as she came. She arched her back into a small hill while simultaneously pushing her pussy toward her mom’s mouth to increase the sexy contact. Laura, meanwhile was having trouble maintaining oral contact with her mother’s slit because the woman was also bucking and heaving as the orgasm took her, not to mention Laura’s desire to bring herself off while licking her mother.

Soon, Emily was scooting away from Sandra’s mouth as her pussy became too sensitive to maintain the contact. Laura began coming as well, and after her climax, the two girls and their mother spread out on the bed together, kissing and holding each other in the afterglow of tremendous sex between the two teens and their mother.

“Okay,” Sandra said. “I’ve got to get back to my room. If your father comes looking for me, I would hate to see his reaction at what he’d find.”

“You think he’d be pissed?” Laura asked, giggling at the thought of her dad’s face if he walked in to find them all naked in bed together with the smell of pussy saturating the air in the bedroom.

“Honestly?” Sandra said, “I think he’d probably be turned on.”

The girls giggled at the mental image of their dad sporting a boner in his tighty-whities.

“What would you do if Dad fucked one of us?” Laura asked.

“Kill him.” Sandra said this with enough seriousness the girls became quiet. “I can’t get you pregnant, and I’m as much about you having your jollies as I am about mine. Men, on the other hand, can get selfish when it comes to getting off. Your dad never has been selfish with me in that way, but I’m not sure how he’d be with the two of you. My guess is he’d just want to get off and the hell with you two.”

“Well, we won’t let him, okay?” Emily said. She loved her dad, but the idea of him sticking his dick in her was not appealing in the least.

With that, Sandra rose from the bed after giving the girls a final kiss.

“When he leaves for work, you two can do whatever you want.”

“I don’t know about Laura,” Emily said, “but I’m too tired for more right now.”

“Me, too,” said Laura.

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Kate woke that same morning with a bad case of what she’d started calling “the hornies.” She could have had some fun with Kelli, but she wanted something else. Something… younger. She lay in bed thinking about Linda and Mandy, the eight- and six-year-old sisters who had visited the other day. She thought about their bald little pussies and how delicious they were. Her fingers played in her own slit, but her mouth watered for the little ones just a few blocks away.

Rising, she put on a skirt and t-shirt — nothing else — and went outside to get on her bike. Kelli was going over to see their neighbors, and Kate knew what would happen there, but she had her heart set on the little ones.

“Later,” she said to Kelli as she started out the door. Their mom was at work, so they were home alone, and so they were free to do whatever they wished.

“Where you goin’?” Kelli asked.

“Just gonna ride my bike for a while,” Kate answered, not wanting to include Kelli in what she hoped would be happening in the next half hour. She wanted the girls alone. She knew Holly would be there, of course, but she didn’t mind if the girls’ mother either watched or joined in, though she was actually hoping she would do no more than watch.

Kelli looked at her sister, suspicious of where she was going. Ever since the freedom to engage in sex had started, Kelli’s every thought was about sex, it seemed. She suspected Kate might be going to meet a friend she’d managed to get in bed without telling her sister. Oh, well, Kelli thought. Let her have her fun. I’m going to be having mine, after all.

Kate walked out the door and got on her bike, being careful not to flash everyone she met as she pedaled over to the girls’ house. Then, as she rode along, she wondered what it would be like to actually flash someone. Would they enjoy it? She knew if it was a boy, he would love it, but she wasn’t interested in giving a boy a glimpse of her charms. Another girl, perhaps, would be great. The younger the better, though not too young. Really little girls might tell.

She hadn’t gone far when she noticed Becky Wheeler, a girl from the neighborhood. Becky was nine-years-old and had just finished third grade. She started circling the girl, who was squatting down and playing with something on the ground.

“Hey, Becky,” Kate said. “Whatcha doin’?”

“Just playin’.”

“I’m riding my bike,” Kate said.

“I see that.”

Kate was frustrated that Becky wasn’t looking up, so she said, “I got new tassels for my bike.”

She watched Becky as she looked up to see the new tassels. At first, the girl didn’t notice that Kate was not wearing panties, but then she saw. It was obvious to Kate from the sudden widening of the girl’s eyes and the way Becky quickly looked back at the ground.

“What is it?” Kate asked.

“Nothin’,” Becky said, her gaze intent on the ground.

“You noticed, didn’t you?”

“Noticed what?”

“Don’t pretend you don’t know what I’m talking about,” Kate said.

“Okay, so I saw you aren’t wearing panties.”

“It feels nice,” Kate said.

Becky looked up at Kate, who had stopped her bike and was facing Becky, one foot up on a pedal, which was positioned at the highest point of the gear to allow the best view for the little girl. Becky grinned. “Why are you not wearing panties?” Becky asked.

“Cuz it feels great like this. The air hits my pussy and makes it tingle.”

“My mom says ‘pussy’ is a bad word.”

“So?” Kate said and looked around. “I don’t see your mom here anywhere.”

“No, she’s not. She’s at work. Tanya is watching me.” Tanya was Becky’s older sister, who was sixteen.

“You should try going out in a skirt and no panties sometime. It makes you feel grown up.”

Becky continued to look at Kate. “Grown-ups don’t go around with no panties,” she said, her eyes still glued to Kate’s bare pubes.

“Sure they do. When they’re feeling sexy.”

“Are you feeling sexy?” Becky asked.

“Promise not to tell?”

“Promise.”

“Yeah. I feel sexy a lot of the time.”

Becky grinned. “Me too sometimes.”

Kate wanted to get over to Linda and Mandy’s, so she didn’t stick around for long, but she wanted to get with Becky later if she could. “I gotta go, but maybe we can get together later. Would you like that?”

Becky said, “And do what?” She wore a mischievous grin that said she knew it might involve something to do with sex.

“Who knows?” Kate said with a sly grin of her own and pedaled off. She turned to take one last look at Becky, who was watching her leave. Kate dared herself to flip up her skirt so Becky could see her butt, and that’s exactly what she did. Becky giggled and Kate continued to the young girls’ house.

When she got there, she parked her bike in the driveway and walked up to ring the doorbell. A moment later, Linda opened the door. When the little girl saw who it was, she grinned and shouted to someone in the house, “It’s Kate!”

“Is it okay if I come in?” Kate asked.

“Sure,” said Linda and stepped back. As Kate entered, Holly came out of the kitchen, drying her hands.

“Hey, Kate!” the woman said, greeting the child with a grin of her own. “What brings you here this morning?”

“I was wondering if the girls might want to play some.” Kate’s meaning was clear that she meant more than playing pretend games.

At that moment, Mandy, the six-year-old entered the room. “Kate!” she shouted and ran to hug the girl. When she finished hugging Kate, she stepped back. “Did you come over to lick our pussies?”

Kate laughed and Holly joined her. “My, it seems your tongue has quite a fan!” Holly said.

“You’d love it too, if she licked you!” Mandy said to her mother.

“I’ve got some chores to do right now, so you girls can play in the girls’ room,” said Holly, continuing to grin. “Maybe I’ll be able to try out that magnificent tongue later.”

“I’d like that,” said Kate and took the two little girls by the hand and they escorted Kate to their room.

When they got there, Kate said, “I rode my bike over with no panties on,” and she lifted her skirt to show them.

“Wow!” said Linda.

“Let’s get naked,” said Mandy as she tugged her shorts down to the floor.

As if she could tell what was happening in the bedroom, Holly called out, “Don’t leave your clothes on the floor, girls!”

Mandy giggled and picked up the shorts, putting them in a basket in their closet. She shucked her panties and t-shirt and stood before her older sister and Kate completely naked. She stretched out her arms and said, “Ta-da!”

They all laughed and Kate reached over and pulled Linda’s shorts and panties down together. The child stepped out of the garments and lifted her t-shirt over her head before picking up all the clothes to put them in the basket.

Kate spread her arms out, indicating she wanted the girls to undress her. They fiddled with the skirt’s clasp and soon it lay in a puddle on the floor at Kate’s feet. She helped them with her top since they weren’t tall enough to pull it over the older girl’s head. They were now all three naked and ready for some sex.

“Let’s lie down on your bed,” Kate said, and the girls scrambled onto the soft mattress.

Again, Holly called from somewhere in the house, “Be sure to make the bed when you finish with it. I hope you don’t mind helping with that, Kate.”

Kate was surprised that Holly seemed to know exactly what they were doing as they did it. First, she seemed to know Mandy had left her shorts on the floor. Now, she knew they were in the bed. Then the thought occurred to her that of course Holly would know they would mess up the bed. They were going to have sex in the girls’ room, after all. Still, the timing seemed odd.

Kate had the two little ones lie beside each other and spread their legs. They giggled as Kate stared at their soft, bare vulva.

“Are you ready for me to lick you?” she asked them.

“Yes!” said Linda.

“Do it!” said Mandy.

Kate leaned in and started tonguing Linda’s pussy first. Her tongue sought the child’s tiny clit, and she began bathing the sensitive nub of flesh with her saliva, licking the child from vagina to clit and back again, then flicking her tongue back and forth on the child’s tenderest organ. Linda began to squirm with the joyful feelings Kate’s tongue was providing.

Just as the child began to really enjoy what the older girl was doing to her, Kate switched over to an impatient Mandy, who had already begun playing with her pussy and saying, “When is it my turn?”

Mandy lay back and grinned as Kate began licking the child’s puffy slit. Kate watched the girl’s face beaming at her as the older girl watched from between Mandy’s legs. The child’s face glowed as Kate used her tongue to bring Mandy’s clit to a mass of throbbing flesh.

For her part, Kate was enjoying this more than she ever thought she could. The soft pillows of flesh enfolding the children’s slits felt like warm dough against her mouth. They tasted as sweet as peppermint. Kate reveled in the feeling of having her mouth pressed against Mandy’s pussy.

When the girl was getting close, Kate switched again, once more licking the delicious pussy Linda offered. A subdued moan of irritation came from Mandy as Kate’s mouth left her, but she was greeted by a sigh of contentment from Linda.

Mandy immediately placed her hand on her mound and began masturbating. Kate kept her eye on Mandy and as the child began to mount toward her orgasm, Kate reached over and took the child’s wrist and pulled it away from Mandy’s pussy. A cry of frustration filled the room.

“I was about to come!” Mandy said.

“I know,” Kate said, pulling back for a moment from Linda’s pussy. “I want to make you come.”

“Then do it!” demanded Mandy.

“It’s okay, Kate. You can bring her off first. Then you can do me,” Linda said, apparently used to Mandy’s insistence her needs be seen to first.

Kate returned to Mandy’s little pussy, once again locking her lips onto the soft pillow of flesh and rapidly swiping her tongue across the child’s clit. Within seconds, Mandy began to make rhythmic grunts of pleasure as the six-year-old’s orgasm approached. Then Mandy raised her butt from the mattress and squealed, followed by spasms that coursed through the little girl’s body. Shivers and sudden tremors took Mandy as the orgasm’s power subsided. As she had before, she grinned at Kate and drifted off to sleep.

“She does that every time she has a big one,” Linda said. “Mom says she wishes she could be that satisfied.”

At that moment, Kate and Linda heard a sudden gasp. Turning toward the girls’ bedroom door, they saw Holly, the girls’ mother, standing there, her shorts down to her knees and her hand inside her panties.

“Go ahead,” Holly said, taking a moment to divest herself of shorts and panties completely. “I just want to watch you get Linda off the way you just did Mandy.”

Kate smiled at Holly and turned to Linda. “You ready?” she asked. Linda grinned in reply and lay back on the bed, spreading her legs wide to allow Kate access to the girl’s smooth pussy.

As Kate moved toward the pussy, Holly moved toward the bed to get where she could see what Kate was doing to her daughter. Kate began devouring the eight-year-old’s pussy, but she kept her eyes on Holly’s face. The woman seemed to communicate with Kate as the eleven-year-old began bringing Linda to an orgasm. ‘Make her come big,’ seemed to be what the girl’s mother was saying with her eyes.

Kate continued to watch Holly as the woman plunged two fingers into her cunt. Kate could hear the squelching sound of the pistoning fingers that plunged into the gobs of wetness in the woman’s vagina, even above the sounds her mouth and tongue were making on Linda’s pussy. Kate watched as Holly moved to her knees above the girls. Holly kept her gaze on Kate’s mouth as it pleasured Linda’s pussy. The woman’s mouth opened, forming an “O” to indicate the approaching climax. She began to shudder and tremble.

Linda began to do the same thing, her body reacting to the joy she was experiencing. The convulsions began as the child began to come, followed by Holly’s orgasm slamming into her. The woman’s squeals of delight matched her daughter’s as the two came together.

Kate, meanwhile, was thanking her lucky stars she had been introduced to this family. She had these two little girls available to her whenever the desire hit them. And summer was only just beginning. She had noticed that Holly had a pool out back, surrounded by a privacy fence and accessible through the sliding plate-glass doors that opened onto the patio. She imagined the mother and two daughters naked in the pool, and was certain that the three had enjoyed sex there many times before. She intended to be a part of that little scene soon, perhaps even later that day.

“Your turn,” Linda said, moving to where she could lick Kate’s sopping pussy. For the past year, Kate had noticed that when she became horny, she would produce more and more fluids to coat her lips, making the friction of her fingers — or someone else’s for that matter — more delightful.

Linda stuck her cute, little butt into the air and began licking Kate while Holly maneuvered for a better view. Kate was thrilled that Holly had joined them. She loved the idea that the woman got so turned on by her own daughters and their sexual enjoyment.

The child pressed her mouth to Kate’s wetness and began to tongue the older girl’s pussy. Kate could feel Linda pushing her tongue into the open pussy, tongue-fucking her vagina before moving to swipe across Kate’s clit. At eight, Linda was an expert at licking pussies. Kate found herself wishing she and Kelli had started that soon in life. To her, it seemed they had wasted several years before discovering the fun they could have together. Holly was certainly bringing her daughters up right, in Kate’s opinion. If only her own mother had begun their sexual education so early.

Kate felt the tremors of the approaching orgasm. Looking again into Holly’s eyes, she said, “I’m gonna come!” Then her eyes closed as the orgasm took her. Like the others, she moaned and rocked and spasmed as the climax took her. It was an amazing one, and the image of little Becky, naked and spread-eagled on a bed, came to her in the middle of her orgasm, making her wonder if that would ever happen and hoping it would. Privately, Kate wanted to seduce every little girl in the neighborhood. Fuck! The entire city, even! She knew she would never be able to do that, but she lay in Linda and Mandy’s bed enjoying the afterglow and imagining herself with every little girl at her elementary school, naked in a big room while they all enjoyed each other’s bodies. The world’s biggest orgy of little girls. That was what Kate wanted to experience.

She knew she never would, of course, but that didn’t keep her from enjoying the fantasy.

Continue on to Chapter 7

By Cheryl Taggert

The first thing Sandra saw were Kate and Emily on the floor. They were on their tummies, nude of course, and it appeared they had one hand at their pussies and were masturbating softly. Sandra could tell the girls were excited but not wanting to get too far along in their quest for an orgasm. They seemed to be taking it slow and easy. Sandra craned her neck a bit and saw Kelli and Laura on the loveseat. The girls had a hand on the other girl’s pussy, rubbing lightly. As Sandra watched, the two older girls moved their faces close together and kissed. She could see their tongues massaging all around as they kissed.

Now Tracy was beside Sandra and seeing the same things. At that moment, Kate heard the sounds of her sister and Laura kissing and turned her head to look at them. As she did, she saw her mother and Sandra standing in the doorway, still unnoticed by the other girls. Sandra quickly put her finger to her lips in a ‘shush’ gesture. Kate grinned, tapped Emily, and pointed at the girls on the loveseat.

Emily turned her head, but her face was pointed away from her mother and Tracy, so she didn’t see them watching. As Emily looked at the older girls, Kate said, “Looks like they got started without us.” The two girls giggled and embraced. Their hands went to the other girl’s pussy and they kissed and fondled each other for a moment.

Movement on the loveseat caught the women’s attention, and they watched as Kelli moved to allow her access to Laura’s pussy. Sandra stared as her older daughter spread her legs, exposing her wet pussy to her mother’s gaze. Kelli, who noticed the two women smiled at them before moving her face to the offered cunt. She began licking Sandra’s daughter, Laura. At that point Laura began to squirm and offer soft squeals of delight and began pinching her nipples, which looked like small rosebuds capping her boobs.

Kate began to emulate her older sister and began a slow descent toward the bald pussy of Sandra’s younger daughter, Emily. Soon both of Tracy’s daughters were licking away at the pussies. Sandra realized it was time to reveal themselves to her daughters.

She cleared her throat, “Ahem!”

Four startled faces jerked in the direction of the two naked women.

“MOM!” Laura said, obviously not noticing that her mother was naked.

Emily noticed, however, and her question had the quality of shocked curiosity more than fear. “Mom?”

Sandra smiled at her daughters. “Well, finally!” she said. “Now everyone can have even more fun!” She approached Laura and knelt on the floor in front of her, ready to join the feast. Laura shied away from her, covering herself.

“What are you doing?!” she asked, completely taken by surprise at her mother’s actions.

“I’m going to pleasure my daughter,” she said.

“But that’s . . . incest!” Laura said.

“Are you saying you disapprove of lesbian incest?” Sandra asked.

“Well . . . yes!” Laura said, nearly in a panic.

Sandra smiled at her daughter, nearly laughing. “Honey, what do you think the sex you and Emily have is called?”

Laura looked around in confusion. “Who says Em and I have sex?”

“Kelli and Kate told me.”

Laura looked at her friends. “How could you do that?”

Kelli spoke up. “Laura, it’s not as if you haven’t told me you think your mom is hot.”

“Well, yeah, but that doesn’t mean I want to have sex with her!”

“Why not?” Kate asked. “We had sex with our mom already this morning. It was great!”

As Laura stared at Kate, her hands started dropping to her sides. “You did?”

“Yeah,” said Kelli. “And we had sex with your mom, too, and she wants to include you both in the fun. What’s the big deal? Laura, your mom is saying you and Em don’t have to hide what you do anymore. As long as just you three are home, you guys can sixty-nine in the living room if you want.”

The full meaning of what Kelli was saying occurred to Laura as she looked at her sister. “What do you think, Em?”

“I wanna have sex with Mom. If you don’t, then fine. You can watch. But I’ve wanted to lick her since you taught me girls could lick girls and have fun. And I was just seven at the time.”

Sandra’s ears perked up at that tidbit of information. “How old?” she asked.

“Seven,” Emily said.

Sandra looked at Laura. “You would have been only nine then.”

Laura blushed. “Yeah.”

“How in the world did you know about oral sex between girls when you were only eight?”

“You promise you won’t get mad?” Laura said.

“Mad? About what?” Sandra said.

“You have to promise — no SWEAR — you won’t get mad first, or I’m not telling you.” Laura was adamant.

“Okay, I swear not to get mad,” she said. “But I don’t promise not to get extremely horny when you tell me.”

“Holly showed me.”

“Holly?!” Sandra said, her mouth dropping open.

“Who’s Holly?” Emily asked. She didn’t say it, but she wanted to meet this Holly and get to know her better. She had apparently done it with Laura when she was only eight. Since licking Sandra’s bald pussy, she had been thinking about little girls — and liking the ideas that popped into her mind.

“Holly is a woman who used to babysit us,” Laura said. “She showed me how two girls can have fun. When I showed Emily about it, she joined in, too. We had a lot of fun when you weren’t home, Mom.”

“What about your brother?” Kelli asked. “Where was he?”

“Holly told me she didn’t like babysitting boys,” Sandra said. “Now I understand why.”

“Where is Holly now?” Kate asked.

Sandra said, “She lives about four blocks from here. I haven’t used her for babysitting in over three years, though, not since Laura turned eleven and I thought she was old enough to watch out for her sister.” Then she smiled at Laura. “Well, you certainly learned well, didn’t you?”

“We still go over there sometimes,” Emily said.

“You mean she still has sex with you two?”

“Yeah, and her two daughters,” said Emily.

“Oh, my God,” Sandra said in a whisper. She looked at Tracy. “They’re eight and six.”

Tracy felt a chill run down her spine. She couldn’t believe her luck! “Oh, my,” she said. “Those are just the ages we were talking about.”

“What d’ya mean?” asked Emily.

Sandra looked at her daughters. “I have a confession to make,” she said. “I’ve wanted to play around with the two of you since you were little, like six and eight.”

Emily’s face fell. “Why didn’t you?” she asked. “It coulda been a lot of fun!”

“I regret it now,” she said. “But there’s nothing stopping us from inviting Holly and her girls over for a while.” She smiled at everyone there, and they returned the smiles.

“Then it’s okay if I want to lick a girl that young?” Kate asked.

“As long as the girl wants you to,” said Tracy. “You should NEVER force yourself on someone else. Ever!”

Kate looked at Emily. “Do you think Holly’s daughters would let me lick them?”

“I know they would,” said Emily, grinning. “They love that better than ice cream.”

The group suddenly realized that the movie was still playing. An all-girl orgy was taking place on the screen. The visual added to everyone’s hopes for that day.

Sandra took out her cell phone and said, “I wonder if I still have her number?”

“555-2847,” Laura said, making everyone laugh. “So? I have it memorized. You’ll see why when you meet them.”

Sandra punched in the number and waited for the call to be answered. When Holly came on the line, she said, “Holly! This is Sandra, Laura and Emily’s mom. How have you been?”

As Holly answered, Sandra put her phone on speaker. “. . . are you?” they all heard, as Holly finished what she was saying, obviously ending with ‘How are you?’

“I’ve been fine! More than fine, actually. I’m here with my girls and our neighbors, Tracy and her daughters, Kelli and Kate. Do you know them?”

“No, I don’t believe I do.”

“Well, you must meet them. They are wonderful people and more fun than–” she paused, thinking before finishing the statement “–eating ice cream.”

Everyone in the room smiled at the reference to what Emily had said earlier.

“Well, I’d love to meet them sometime.”

“How about right now?” Sandra said. “Like they say . . . no time like the present.”

“Well, I had some cleaning to do first,” Holly said.

“Oh, that can wait,” said Sandra. “Let’s put it this way. I just found out what you taught my girls and I thought we could do with some demonstrations.”

There was silence on the line for so long Sandra said, “Holly? You there?”

“Uh . . . yeah . . . I’m here. What exactly did they tell you?”

“Laura says you taught her how to lick pussy, and she taught her baby sister, which led to all of you having fun together. Then there are your two little girls. What are their names?”

Another pause, then, “Linda and Mandy.”

“Yes. Bring them, too. I’m sure we can all have fun.”

“Is this some kind of trick?” Holly asked. “Are the police over there or something?”

“Police? God, no! Just two horny women and four horny young girls who would love nothing better than to have an orgy with you and your two little ones.”

“Would you mind putting Laura on the line?”

“I’m here,” said Laura.

“Am I on speaker?” Holly asked.

“Yeah,” said Laura. “Believe me, it’s fine. Mom can’t wait to get her mouth on Linda and Mandy, and I know they’d like it, too. I mean, like Emily said just a little while ago. They love having their pussies licked more than eating ice cream.”

“Is that why I heard chuckles when Sandra said that?” Holly was sounding much calmer now.

“Yeah,” said Laura. “So how about it? Everyone is just dying to have you and your girls come over and . . . well . . . come.”

They could hear heavy breathing on the line.

“Are you touching yourself?” Emily asked. “Cuz that sounds just like when you’re playing with your pussy.”

“Sorry,” Holly said. “Just checking to see how wet I am.”

“And how wet is that?” asked Sandra.

“Not soaking, yet, but getting there,” Holly said with a small laugh.

“Well, don’t come before you get here,” Sandra said. “Let these four young girls get you off instead.”

“Where are you?” Holly asked.

“We’re in the house next door to mine to your left as you face my house from the street.”

“We’ll be there in five minutes,” Holly said, and hung up.

“I don’t believe you actually told her what you know,” Tracy said.

“Hey, I’m very straightforward. You should know that by now,” said Sandra.

It took a bit longer than five minutes for Holly and her girls to arrive. The reason for that was that Holly needed to get her daughters dressed. They had been blissfully engaged in a sixty-nine when the call had come in. Holly had left them to enjoy themselves while she did some chores, peeking in on the girls once in a while and wondering if she should join them. The two little ones were not ready to stop, but when Holly told them they would meet two other women and two new girls who would love to lick their pussies, they scrambled around to get dressed.

“You don’t need panties,” Holly told them. “Just shorts, a t-shirt, and flip-flops.”

Soon, though, they arrived. The doorbell rang, and Sandra let them in, greeting them with nothing on but a smile. As Linda and Mandy entered, their jaws dropped to see Sandra without clothes on. Then they were ushered into the den and were greeted by another naked woman who introduced herself as Tracy, and four girls. The little girls knew Laura and Emily, but they had only seen Kelli and Kate around the neighborhood.

Everyone was naked. Emily stepped up to Linda, the eight-year-old, and pulled her t-shirt off, tossing it aside. Then she squatted and pulled the girl’s shorts down and smiled at the bald pussy that faced her.

While Emily undressed Linda, Laura stepped over to Holly and said, “I’m sorry if I let the cat out of the bag, but I think we’ll all have more fun this way.”

“Don’t worry,” Holly said. “As long as this ends up with everyone having fun, I’m fine with it.”

Laura reached under Holly’s tennis skirt and smiled when she found Holly wasn’t wearing anything beneath the skimpy outfit. She began pushing her finger in and out of the woman’s pussy, coating her fingers with the juices that were flowing from Holly’s vagina. Then she switched from her finger to her thumb, and inserted her index finger into the woman’s butt. Holly immediately began to squirm on the fourteen-year-old’s hand while Sandra stepped behind Holly and began to undress her.

Kate stood in front of Mandy and reached down to lift the little girl’s t-shirt over her head and off. Then she reached down to the six-year-old’s shorts and pulled them down, too, exposing the girl’s small, bare vulva. Kate’s mouth started to water as she imagined herself licking that delightful mound of little girl flesh.

She looked at her sister, Kelli, and saw that she and her mother were kissing. Kelli’s fingers were buried in their mother’s crotch, dancing through the wet, slippery folds of flesh. Tracy’s hand was likewise involved with giving Kelli pleasure.

Kate said to Mandy, “My name’s Kate. Is it okay if I lick your pussy?”

Mandy nodded shyly, grinning at her new friend. “I’m Mandy,” she said. “My mom and sissy lick me there too. And so does Laura and Emily.”

“Well, now I will do it for you. Anytime you like,” said Kate. Urging the child to her back, Kate knelt down and moved toward the bald pussy. The idea that there would only be one first time occurred to her, and she did her best to sear every memory of this moment into her brain.

Leaning over, she reached out her tongue and swiped it across the girl’s vulva, wiping the child’s slit with her tongue. Mandy jumped a bit at the sudden contact.

“Did that feel good?” Kate asked.

Mandy just nodded and stared into Kate’s eyes. Kate could see the little girl was already filled with lust at the thought of what was happening to her. The child’s eyes were glazed and half-lidded. Yes, she thought to herself. She loves this more than eating ice cream.

Kate thought about how she had longed to lick a pussy this young earlier that day. She was amazed that the opportunity had come so soon.

Placing her lips on the child’s cunny, Kate savored the feel of the soft pillow of flesh against her mouth. When she had licked Sandra’s bald pussy, it had been smooth, but she had been able to tell it was obviously a grown woman’s cunt. Mandy’s tiny pussy was much smaller and softer. Kate pressed her tongue into the tender folds of the child’s mound, feeling near the top for the six-year-old’s slit for the girl’s clit. Feeling the small bump, Kate felt Mandy jump slightly at the contact. The response made Kate’s own pussy tremble with lust as she realized this little girl was extremely horny. She wondered if the child could come. She certainly intended to find out.

She started licking the pre-pubescent pussy, savoring the flavor of the little girl’s pee and juices that mingled there. Kate’s mouth was completely covering the mound as her tongue danced over the clit and along the inner labia. Occasionally, she would suck the outer lips into her mouth, delighting in how they felt against her lips and tongue.

Mandy started to squirm even more than she had been. Kate could hear the child’s breath coming in small gasps. Was she going to come? Kate wondered. Reaching down to her own pussy, Kate began to stroke her clit while pressing her hips down against her hand, which was trapped between the hard floor and her soft cunt. Just as the child started to climax, Kate joined her, in awe at the raw sexuality of the child.

After they both came, Kate said, “You live in the neighborhood, don’t you?”

“Yeah. I’ve seen you riding your bike,” Mandy answered.

Kate thought about how sometimes she enjoyed the feeling of her bicycle seat as it pressed between her legs and wondered if the child had ever seen her while she pressed herself against the seat to the point of almost coming.

“You think it would be okay if I came by your house sometimes? We could play around with each other. I love licking you,” said Kate.

“That would be good,” Mandy said. “Could my sister join us?”

“Of course,” Kate said and started making plans in her head for when that could happen. Tomorrow, maybe?

Mandy snuggled up against her. Kate reached down and cupped Mandy’s butt as the child started to nod off from the exertion of coming.

As Mandy began to drift off, she thought about licking Kate’s pussy when she woke up later. She popped her thumb into her mouth and closed her eyes to the sounds of the other girls and women as they did things to each other.

Kate’s glanced around the room and took in the beauty of the others as they had sex with each other. Mandy’s older sister, Linda, was involved with Emily in a hot sixty-nine. The two girls bucked and squealed as the sensations flooded their bodies.

Laura, Holly, and Sandra were on the big sofa. Laura and Sandra were in a sixty-nine, and Holly had her face pressed between Laura’s butt cheeks, obviously licking the young girl’s rosebud while Sandra lay beneath Laura and licked the teenager’s pussy.

Kate saw her mother in the recliner. She was slouched down in the chair, and her pussy and butt were extended off the chair’s edge. Kelli was between their mother’s legs, licking whatever she could. Kate was envious of her older sister as mouth watered for her mother’s juices.

Kate noticed movement on the large sofa and saw Holly move to Emily and Linda. Linda was on top in their sixty-nine, and Kate watched as Holly started doing the same thing to her daughter’s butt as she had been doing to Laura’s.

The child began to squirm and squeal, followed by a muffled scream as the little girl had an orgasm. Linda continued to lick Emily’s pussy, and Holly moved to where Kate and Mandy lay.

“She’s a wonderful pussy-licker,” Holly said, nodding to her sleeping daughter. “Have you had the honor yet?”

“Not yet,” Kate said. “I hope to soon, though.”

“You mind if I give you an orgasm?” Holly asked, a mischievous grin stretching her wet lips.

“Of course not,” Kate said, smiling.

Holly moved down to Kate’s pussy and knelt between the young teen’s legs. Smiling up into Kate’s eyes, the woman moved her mouth to the lips of the girl’s mound and began to lick and suck the wet pussy. Holly flicked her tongue back and forth over the sensitive clit, smearing saliva and slick juices all around.

Soon, Kate began to climb quickly toward a massive orgasm. She had only managed to bring herself off while licking the delicious pussy of six-year-old Mandy. Now, she was able to simply lie back and enjoy the sensations that flooded her body. Within a few minutes, Kate’s body was wracked with spasms as the orgasm rushed through her.

Just as Kate started coming, she heard more sounds of climax as Tracy began to come. In the throes of her orgasm, Kate glanced at her mother and saw that Tracy was looking at Holly licking her pussy.

After Tracy came, she and Kelli moved to where Holly was sitting between Kate’s limp legs. Tracy began sucking Holly’s nipples while Kelli nudged the woman who had just brought Kate to a searing climax onto her back. Once Holly was lying down, Kelli attacked the woman’s pussy while Tracy continued making love to the woman’s small boobs, which were capped with light brown nipples that resembled coffee-flavored ice cream on a pair of fleshy cones.

Kate heard Laura and Sandra begin to come, and she looked over to watch the mother and daughter bring each other to massive climaxes. No more than thirty seconds later, Holly began to come. She writhed and gasped as the orgasm took her. Kelli kept her mouth glued to the wet pussy, riding out the woman’s peak to give her the best orgasm possible.

The sound of women and girls doing their best to catch their breath was the only thing any of them could hear for several minutes. Finally, Sandra said, “We just have to do this again sometime.” Everyone laughed at this as they realized they had all been thinking some form of this same sentiment themselves.

Kate looked at Holly. “Is it okay if I come by your house sometime to play?”

“Oh, sweetie, not only can you come by my house, you can come in it!” Holly answered.

The women and girls laughed at this as well. Soon, the need for food, drink, and the bathroom made them all stir and rise from the floor of Tracy’s den. Mandy had woken from her little nap, and the first place she went was the bathroom. Kate, feeling as though she might be in love with the child, followed her.

As the child began to pee into the toilet bowl, she spread her legs to allow Kate to watch. “Mommy and Sissy like to watch me pee too,” she said. Kate thought it was cute how Mandy referred to Linda as ‘Sissy.’

As Kate stood there watching Mandy pee, she felt a presence behind her. Turning, she saw it was eight-year-old Linda. The child reached out and began fondling Kate’s butt before reaching lower to play with the older girl’s pussy. Kate stood there, allowing Linda to do as she wished.

“Do you have to pee too?” Linda asked.

“No,” Kate answered, beginning to feel her pussy stirring again as the child’s fingers toyed with her there. “I just came in to watch her pee.”

“Mom and me like to do that too,” Linda said.

The girls watched Mandy wipe herself and flush. Then Linda moved to the toilet and sat down. Reaching out, she pulled Kate’s pussy closer. As Kate heard the splash of pee in the bowl, she felt Linda’s mouth enveloping her pussy. The child’s tongue moved to her clit and began massaging it in quick strokes.

At that moment, she felt Mandy behind her. The child began to push a finger inside Kate’s vagina. Mandy’s finger wasn’t very big, so it fit easily. Kate felt the fucking motion of Mandy’s hand as the finger slid in and out.

The two sisters brought Kate to yet another orgasm. Then Mandy stepped around Kate and sat on Linda’s knees, facing her older sister. Their hands wandered down to the other’s pussy, and the sisters began playing with each other’s cunny while they kissed.

Kate watched in surprise as the two little girls kissed each other, tongues wrapping around each other as they French-kissed expertly. She couldn’t wait for the kiss to pause, and when it did she moved to kiss first one young girl, then the other.

Reaching both hands down to the girls’ lower bodies, she began playing with each little girl’s butthole, tickling them lightly.

A minute later, the sisters were coming. Kate was awestruck that girls that young could be so sexually talented and mature. They each seemed like some sort of orgasmic machine. She wondered how much fun she would be able to have with them now that their secrets were out.

After the two little ones came, Kate reached down to her own pussy and began masturbating in front of the girls. This didn’t last long before the two sisters moved in and took turns licking Kate’s pussy until she came yet again. She had lost count of how many orgasms she had already had that day. This was turning out to be the most sexual day of her life.

She aimed to top this one as often as she could.

When they joined the rest of the women and girls, they were greeted by knowing grins.

“Did you three have fun in the bathroom?” Sandra asked.

Kate blushed. “How did you know?”

“How could we not know?” Holly asked. “You three made enough noise to wake the dead.”

“I know if I had been dead, it would have waked me,” Tracy said. “In fact, things are starting to wake up right now.”

“Well,” Sandra said, “I’m afraid it will have to wake up without me.”

A chorus of disappointment filled the room.

“Do you have to go, Mom?” Laura asked.

“I’m not the only one,” Sandra said. “You two have some chores to do as well.”

Reluctantly, the girls rose and started getting dressed, still doing their best to talk their mother into letting them stay.

“It’s okay, girls,” Holly said. “We have to get going, too. We have plenty to do, and it won’t get done having countless orgasms.”

Pouting, Linda and Mandy began gathering their few items of clothing and putting them on.

After everyone had left, Tracy said to Kelli and Kate, “Well, that was fun, don’t you think?”

“Yeah,” said Kate. “Very.” Looking at her pussy, she said, “I think it’s worn out, though. I’m kinda sore.”

Kelli said, “Mine’s not,” and rose to go back into the TV room to watch another movie and masturbate — or maybe to be joined by her mom.

“Doesn’t matter, honey,” Tracy said. “We’ve got things to do, too. There’s more to life than orgasms.”

Kate looked at her mother in shock. “Bite your tongue!” she said.

“We need to go shopping. Remember?” Tracy said.

“Oh, yeah!” said Kelli. “We’re getting our own vibrators today!”

“Yes, now let’s get dressed, straighten up a little around here, and do the shopping. We can have fun later.”

The girls did as they were told. As they left to do their shopping, Kate thought again about the two little girls who lived close by and were more than willing to have hours of sex with her whenever the opportunity arose.

Yes, it had been a very eventful twenty-four hours.  She couldn’t wait for the next opportunity for another eventful day.

Continue on to Chapter 6

By Cheryl Taggert

As Kelli and Kate made love, their mother and Sandra, their neighbor, sat on the sofa, their hands moving to each other’s mound. The women stared at the girls as their desire mounted. Occasionally, they would kiss, their own tongues exploring, but their hands never left the soft mounds.

Tracy was surprised that Sandra was completely bald there. The woman’s mons felt like a child’s. There was no stubble at all, and Tracy wondered if Sandra waxed. If so, she must have done so recently. Sandra’s mound was that soft and smooth.

Kelli nudged her sister toward the floor and the two girls sank down until they were lying beside each other in an erotic embrace. Legs moved between legs as each girl pressed her pussy to her sister’s thigh, humping each other as their kisses continued.

Kelli could feel the approaching orgasm. The situation had her so turned on, she felt as if jolts of electricity were coursing through her. She longed to come, but she didn’t want to come humping her sister’s thigh. She wanted something else. She wanted her mother to know that the two of them had learned long ago about the various ways to make each other reach a climax.

Breaking the kiss with Kate, Kelli said, “Sixty-nine.” Kate’s eyes widened. “Now,” Kelli said.

Kate realized she would have no choice but to comply. It wasn’t that she didn’t want to lick her sister and be licked by her. She was just not sure about going that far yet in front of  their mother and Sandra.

Kelli unwrapped herself from her little sister and shifted around so that the girls could lick each other’s pussy. She heard a gasp from the sofa and glanced at her mother, who was staring wide-eyed at her daughters as they prepared to lick each other to orgasms.

“We do this a lot, Mom,” Kelli said. “When we finish, we’ll lick you two.”

Kate heard her sister’s promise and felt her heart skip a beat. They had talked last night when they went to bed about licking their mom’s pussy, each of them wondering what it would be like to lick a mature woman’s cunt, talking about what it might be like, how it would taste. The only other pussies she had licked were Laura’s and Emily’s. Now she was going to add her own mother and the mother of her friends to that list.

Kelli pushed her mouth against her little sister’s pussy and began to lick and suck on the tender flesh. Kate’s clitty was small, but firm, and Kelli’s tongue danced over it. Kelli’s nose was pressed against Kate’s vagina, and she could smell her sister’s arousal.

Kate’s tongue began exploring Kelli’s inner labia and settled on her sister’s clit. It was larger than her own, and she could feel the rigid nub as her tongue bathed it. She could see Kelli’s cream oozing out of her vagina, a slick, milky-white nectar that Kate loved to lap up. She felt Kelli beginning her orgasm, and that made her come as well.

Tracy watched her daughters on the floor, their mouths pressed against each other’s pussy. She imagined what it would be like to have those tongues on her own sensitive flesh. Not for the last time, she chastised herself for waiting so long. How long ago would the girls have been willing to do this with her? How many years had she wasted telling herself how wrong it was? She pictured the girls when they were little, when Kelli was eight. Would they have been willing even then? She knew Kelli had discovered the feelings that her little pussy could give her by the time she was eight when Tracy had walked in on Kelli as she was playing with herself in the bathtub. Would Kelli have allowed her mother to teach her about those feelings back then? She remembered the moment and decided that she probably would have.

She wasn’t completely sure Kelli would have allowed that, but she knew she would make sure they all enjoyed each other as much as possible from now on. She pictured her daughters as women with their own children. She hoped they would not wait so long with their own daughters.

Tracy noticed that Sandra was now moving. The woman bent over and placed her mouth on Tracy’s breast, licking and teasing the nipple before sucking it into her mouth.

Tracy turned her attention to her young daughters, who were reaching orgasms as she watched. She saw Kelli begin to buck, followed by Kate. They each pressed against the mouth licking them, getting all the pleasure they could out of their climaxes.

Then they were crawling over to her and Sandra. Kelli, being older, got first choice, or so it seemed to Tracy, as her older daughter moved between her mother’s thighs, spreading them and gazing into the vagina she had entered the world through.

Glancing into her mother’s eyes, Kelli saw the desire there. She knew her mother wanted this as badly as she had ever wanted anything. Kelli smiled and leaned forward, kissing her way up her mother’s thighs.

Kate moved toward Sandra, spreading the woman’s legs farther apart and copying Kelli’s movements with their mom. Small kisses teased their way toward the woman’s bald slit. Kate could smell their neighbor’s desire. Looking into the spread lips of Sandra’s pussy, she could see gobs of the white, slick cream that was seeping from her vagina. As she put her thumbs on Sandra’s mound and spread the lips further apart, tiny strings of the woman’s juices stretched and snapped. Kate was suddenly hungry for Sandra’s lubricating fluids.

She put her face just inches from the woman’s sopping pussy and flicked her tongue out, gathering the cream on the tip and bringing her tongue back into her mouth, where she sucked off the tasty wetness from her tongue. Next, she lapped at the woman’s cunt, gathering a mouthful and swallowing. Delicious!

Moments later, she planted her mouth on Sandra’s pussy, feeling a grown woman’s slit against her mouth for the first time. Kate felt exhilarated by this new experience, and she wondered if this was what it was like for Kelli to lick her hairless pussy. She found she loved the feel of the smoothness, the baby-soft labia that kissed her back. She was suddenly struck with an image of licking a small child, perhaps a six- or seven-year-old. She’d never considered what it would be like to lick a girl that young, but now the fantasy caused her pussy to spasm.

Still keeping one hand along the edge of Sandra’s mound and imagining it was a small child’s, she placed her other hand on her own pussy and rubbed. She came immediately.

Kelli was licking her mother when she heard Kate huffing and puffing out an orgasm as she began licking Sandra’s pussy. She smiled to herself, knowing that meant that Kate was really into what they were doing. This made her happy. She wouldn’t want Kate not to enjoy this unexpected feast.

Kelli was used to licking Kate’s hairless mound, which was one reason she wanted to lick her mother before switching with Kate and licking Sandra. She wanted to know what it was like to lick an adult’s pussy, one with lots of hair. Of course, she had licked Sandra’s daughter Laura before, and she had hair, but her pussy wasn’t this big, and she didn’t have this much hair. Sandra obviously shaved or waxed, maybe both. Kelli was used to bare pussies, and she thrilled to the feel of her mother’s pubic hair against her lips and cheeks.

As Kate started coming down from her orgasm, Kelli began playing with her own clit. The tiny, nerve-packed button throbbed with desire, and like Kate, she started coming within seconds.

After she finished her climax, Kelli glanced at Kate, who seemed to be in the middle of an erotic trance. Her eyes were half-lidded and glassy with lust. Taking her mouth from her mother’s pussy, Kelli scooted over to Kate and tapped her shoulder, intending to switch partners to allow Kate to lick their mom for the first time. When Kate pulled back from Sandra, Kelli could see the older woman’s cream all over her sister’s mouth.

Kelli pulled her little sister to her and kissed her, swabbing her tongue all around the inside of Kate’s mouth before moving to the outside to lick up the sex moisture there. Kate did the same with Kelli, tasting her mother for the first time on her sister’s lips and tongue.

The girls moved to switch places, looking up at the two women. Their mother and Sandra were locked in a passionate embrace, kissing each other, tongues exploring the other’s mouth.

Kelli and Kate smiled at each other before diving in to continue what they’d been doing, only to a different woman than before.

Kate tasted her mother’s pussy, enjoying the tart flavor she had first tasted from her sister’s mouth. Soon, she could feel her mother beginning to hump herself against her mouth.

Sandra felt Kelli begin to lick her pussy. She knew her orgasm was very near and wanted to watch the young girl licking her when she came, so she ended the passionate kiss with Tracy. There would be more of those to savor, but she needed to watch the young girl licking her as she came. She felt the first tremors begin deep within her body. These tremors became strong convulsions of sexual release. Grunts of satisfaction burst from her as she came. Her body seemed to try to bend itself in half with each shock wave of her orgasm. She managed to look down at Kelli while she licked and kissed her cunt. She could see the girl’s eyes dancing with delight.

At that moment Tracy began to come, swift jolts of passion slamming into her with each cresting wave. Kate kept her mouth on her mother’s pussy, riding Tracy’s orgasm with her, doing her best to make sure her mom had an orgasm so good she would want to do this often, if not daily.

When Tracy finished coming, she glanced around. Kate squatted between her legs, a pussy-eating grin on her face. Kelli looked just like Kate, as if she couldn’t believe how lucky she was. Sandra was sprawled on one end of the sofa, and Tracy thought she probably looked about the same as Sandra.

Sandra spoke first. “Well, that was wonderful, don’t you think?” She was looking around at all three of them.

“Yeah,” Kelli said. “I’ve fantasized about this for a long time.”

“You’ve fantasized about this?” Tracy asked her daughter, surprised at this revelation.

“Well, not exactly with all of us together, but yeah. I’ve fantasized about having sex with both of you.”

“How long have you and Kate been fooling around together?” Tracy asked.

“About a year, maybe,” Kelli said, “but we were doing ourselves in front of each other for longer.”

“So you would masturbate in front of each other?” Sandra said, joining the conversation.

Tracy, of course, already knew about this, having discussed it with her daughters last night before watching the movie and masturbating together.

“Yeah,” Kelli said, responding to Sandra. “That started — I don’t know — about the time I started doing it, I guess. We share a room. I couldn’t exactly hide it, and I didn’t want to have to wait until I could be alone whenever I wanted to do it, which was, like, every day just about, so when I figured out how good it felt, I introduced Kate to it.”

“Yeah,” Kate said. “She let me watch her and how she could make herself get off.”

Kelli laughed. “Yeah, she told me she’d touched hers before and it felt good, but she could tell right away she’d never felt THAT good.”

“What about my two girls?” Sandra asked, giving Kelli a mischievous look.

“What about them?” Kelli asked.

“Do you know what they like to do?”

“Well,” Kelli said. She didn’t want to lie, but she also didn’t want to snitch on her and Kate’s friends.

“It’s okay if they do everything the two of you do,” Sandra said. “In fact, I’m hoping they do. I was just wondering if you knew whether or not they fooled around with each other? They share a room like you and Kate, and they even share a bed. So if they fool around, it wouldn’t surprise me.”

Kelli looked over at Kate, who looked back at Kelli and shrugged before saying, “Might as well tell her. It’s not like she’s gonna get mad.”

“Or you can tell me,” Sandra said to Kate, who seemed more willing to tell her about Laura and Emily.

Kate looked into Sandra’s eyes. She saw something there that she recognized now. Sandra was horny. Kate smiled and said, “They do everything Kelli and I do.”

Sandra smiled. “You’re sure? You’re not just assuming it, are you? Believing they must be messing around with each other?”

“It’s true,” Kate said. “We’ve even done it with them.”

“Kaaaate!” Kelli said, drawing her name out in warning.

“It’s okay, Kelli,” Sandra said. “Are you saying you’ve done it together, like all four of you in one bed?”

Kate looked warily at Kelli before answering. “Yeah. We’ve done it like one-on-one and all together.”

“Do they taste good?” Everyone looked at Tracy because she was the one to ask the question.

Sandra grinned at her new lover before repeating the question to Kate.

“Wow, Mom,” Kelli said. “Are you wanting to do it with them too?”

Tracy blushed and said, “I wouldn’t turn them down if they offered.”

“Neither would I,” Sandra said. She put her hand on her pussy and began rubbing lightly, enjoying the feel. “What do you think they would say if they knew that?”

“I don’t know,” Kelli said.

“Emily once told me she thought Mom was hot,” Kate said. “She’d probably do it with her if Mom wanted to.”

“Yeah, Laura said the same thing,” Kelli said. “And when I told her I thought you were hot,” she continued, indicating Sandra, “she said she knew what I meant, so she thinks you’re hot, too.”

“This calls for more fun,” Sandra said. “Would you two girls do me a favor?”

“Sure,” the girls answered, eager to help Sandra.

“Would you get dressed and go get them? Ask them to come over and play?”

“Play?” Kelli asked, fairly certain Sandra wasn’t talking about playing a board game.

“Yes. Tell them your mom and I went into town. Just don’t let them into your garage or they’ll know your mom’s car is here, and mine is parked in our driveway.”

Kelli and Kate looked at each other and grinned. This could be a lot of fun.

“Okay,” Kelli said. “Where will you two really be?”

“Waiting in your garage for you to get things started. Put on a movie for them,” Sandra said. “A sexy one like the one you saw last night.”

Kelli looked at her mom. “Is it where you said it would be?” Kelli asked.

“Yes,” Tracy said, realizing the girls would find much more interesting movies when they looked in her hiding place. “If you see one there you’d rather watch, that’s fine. I have several movies that are more adult.” She didn’t say anything else, wanting the girls to be surprised by her collection of porn movies, most of them lesbian-themed.

The girls got dressed, and Sandra and Tracy went out to the garage, still naked.

“We’ll be back in a few,” Kelli said as they left.

After they were gone, Tracy said, “Are you sure about this? What if they only like to fantasize about sex with their mom?”

“Yes, I’m sure,” Sandra said. “I’ve wanted to mess around with them since they were little girls but held off. Either they are willing or they aren’t. I need to find out one way or the other.”

“How little?” Tracy asked, wondering if Sandra’s desires were for girls as young as Tracy thought about sometimes.

“Well, you know everything else about me,” Sandra said with a grin. “I started fantasizing about Laura when she was six.”

“Six?” Tracy asked. She’d never considered a girl that young before, not even her daughters, but she couldn’t say the idea upset her either.

“Yes. And by the time Emily was five, I started including her in my fantasies.”

“That would have made Laura eight,” Tracy said. “That’s about the age I fantasize about sometimes. I remember seeing Kelli in the bathtub when she was eight. She was making a washcloth diaper, pulling it against her tiny mound, and I could tell she was enjoying the feel of the washcloth on her pussy. When I got her out of the tub, I managed to make up a reason to check her there, and her tiny clit was like a small pebble it was so hard. I remember I thought she looked at me funny then, as if she wanted me to touch her there. To rub it. I almost did.”

“You should have,” Sandra said. “I bet this fun would have started long ago for you and your girls.”

“Yes, maybe it would have.”

“You have no idea how much I want to get my mouth on a pussy that young,” Sandra said. “My mouth waters just thinking about it.”

“My mouth is watering for all four of our daughters right now,” Tracy admitted. They had gone out to the garage, leaving the door from the kitchen to the garage slightly ajar to make entering the house easier and quieter.

Kelli and Kate were getting more turned on with each step as they walked next door to get Laura and Emily. The two girls were the same ages as Kelli and Kate, with Laura about a month younger than Kelli, and Emily about six months younger than Kate. When they arrived at the door, they rang the doorbell. Seconds later, Emily was at the door.

“Hey, what’s up?” Emily asked.

“Where’s Laura?” Kelli said.

“In our room. C’mon in and I’ll get her.” As Emily ran back to where their room was, she laughed and said over her shoulder, “She’s playin’ with herself.”

Laura called out, “Come on back!” and they walked down the hall and entered the girls’ room. Emily had been right. Laura was naked on the bed, her fingers toying with her pussy as if she’d just gotten started. “I thought I’d get off before my mom came back. Isn’t she over at your house?”

“She was,” Kelli said, “but she and my mom went into town. They won’t be back for a couple of hours.”

“Cool,” Laura said. “Wanna join me?”

“Actually,” Kelli said, “we thought you might want to come over to our place and fool around instead.”

“Why would we do that when we can mess around here?” Emily said. “Tad’s gone for the day.” Tad was the girls’ brother.

“Yeah,” Laura said, “and Daddy’s at his office.”

“Again,” added Emily, showing how much she noticed her dad being gone.

“Well, at our place, we could watch a sexy movie. I know where some are that my mom keeps hidden.”

“You mean, like real porn?” Laura asked, suddenly interested.

“Well, maybe not porn, but close to it,” said Kelli. “Come on! Get dressed and come over to our house. We’ll have it to ourselves for at least two hours.”

“You talked me into it!” Laura said and jumped out of bed to get dressed.

When she had put on shorts and a shirt — no underwear — the girls walked back to Kelli and Kate’s house.

When they were inside, they went into Tracy’s bedroom, and Kelli walked over to the small chest of drawers in the closet her mom had mentioned. She opened the bottom drawer and froze.

The movie they’d watched last night was on top, but there were a lot of DVD’s in the drawer as well, scattered in a jumble. These were real porn. There were pictures of women doing things together on the covers.

The other girls stared down at the stash of sexy movies.

Laura said, “I thought you said there wasn’t any real porn.”

“I did,” Kelli said then came up with a response to explain it. “I guess my mom decided to put these in there too. She must have had a different place where she kept these.” Kelli recalled her mom saying they could watch any movie they found in the drawer. Reaching in, she grabbed the one next to Eyes Wide Shut. It was called Where the Boys Aren’t, Volume 4.

“That one looks good,” Emily said.

“Yeah, it does,” Laura agreed.

A minute later, the girls were in the TV room putting the movie in the player. They shucked their clothes before sitting down to watch. Kelli and Kate had nearly forgotten about their mom and Sandra. This unexpected development had pushed that out of their heads for the moment.

Laura leaned over and kissed Kelli. “Thanks for having us over.”

“Don’t mention it,” Kelli said as the movie began to play.

Tracy and Sandra could hear the movie begin from where they waited. Sandra leaned over and whispered to Tracy, “We’ll give them a few minutes to get good and started.” Tracy smiled and nodded back at her new lover.

After ten minutes, which was well into the first sex scene, the mothers gently edged the door to the garage fully open and stepped into the house. Tracy could feel the swelling in her pussy and the moisture beginning to flow heavily as they crept toward the TV room and the sound of women having sex on the screen.

Sandra could feel her heart hammering against her ribs so hard she wondered if it was making a noise loud enough to be heard in the room where the movie was playing. Stepping toward the doorway into that room, she peeked in and felt her heart flutter at the sight.

Lord, this was going to be fun.

Continue on to Chapter 5

By Cheryl Taggert

The next morning, Tracy woke to the smell of bacon frying in the kitchen. She got up and put on her robe before going out to see what the girls were up to. The thought of what they’d done the night before lingered like a wonderful dream, and she worried that it had been a dream after all and wanted to verify that it had, indeed, happened. The reality of having her daughters to masturbate with was almost too good to believe. And again, she wondered where such intimacy might lead.

When she entered the kitchen, she was surprised at what she saw. Kate was helping prepare breakfast, prancing around the kitchen naked while Kelli, who was cooking bacon, needed the apron she wore as her single garment to prevent splatter burns. Kate had set the table and was pouring orange juice for them. Tracy noticed the girl’s butt cheeks as Kate leaned over the table to pour from the pitcher. A mound of halved oranges littered the counter by the juicer, and Tracy knew Kate had made fresh-squeezed for them.

“What’s the occasion?” Tracy asked as she took in the scene.

“Are you kidding?” Kelli said, her jaw dropping.

Tracy gazed at the girls. She didn’t answer. Embarrassment colored her face. Had she forgotten a birthday? No, it was June and none of them were born then. Another special day?

“Mom? Last night?” Kelli said.

Tracy continued staring, confusion stamped on her face. Then she realized what the girls were doing. “The swim trials?” she asked, wanting to tease her daughters.

“Oh, my God, you don’t remember?!” said Kate, panicking. She looked down at her nudity and nearly slammed the pitcher onto the table before running from the room toward their bedroom.

Kelli remained at the stove. “Mom? The movie? You know. The — what we did — together?”

Laughing despite her attempts not to, Tracy said, “Oh, that! You mean, you girls are doing this because of — that?”

“Yes, Mom.” Kelli looked disappointed. “That was kind of important.”

“I’m sorry, baby. I just couldn’t help teasing you girls, I guess.” She stood in the middle of the room as Kate came back in, now wearing a robe and staring at her mother with worry. Tracy looked at her younger daughter, who just seconds ago was having fun setting up the impromptu celebration and enjoying the freedom to go nude if she wished. Now, Tracy regretted her joke.

“I’m sorry, Kate. I didn’t realize my little joke would upset you. You can go naked.” Kate continued to stare at her mother. “No, really,” Tracy continued. “Take off the robe. I liked you better without it.”

“Not funny, Mom!” Kate said. Exasperated, she heaved a big sigh with a great deal of animation and eye rolling added to it. She stomped back to the girls’ bedroom and returned a moment later, naked once again.

Tracy looked at them and said, “Well, it does seem that I am now the one who’s overdressed here.” She removed her robe and draped it over a dining chair. Now all three were naked, except for Kelli, who was still wearing the apron. Still, Tracy thought her daughter’s bare butt sticking out from beneath the apron’s strings was very cute and sexy.

When she had finished preparing the bacon, Kelli went to the refrigerator and removed a bowl. As she uncovered it, Tracy saw that it contained batter for waffles. It wasn’t until then that she noticed the waffle iron heating up on the far counter.

Minutes later, they were all sitting at the table and enjoying the breakfast the girls had prepared.

“Sweetie,” Tracy said to Kelli. “Why did you consider last night to be worthy of celebration this morning?” She was curious but rushed to add, “Not that I disagree. I just want to hear your reasons.”

“You started treating us like adults last night. You welcomed us as, well, no longer little girls. You created a home where we are free to be ourselves. That’s kinda special, you know?” Tracy could see the tears welling in Kelli’s eyes. Glancing at Kate, she saw the same emotions. Whether from sympathy for her sister or from feeling those same emotions that had caused Kelli to tear up, Tracy wasn’t sure. Indeed, which one had caused Kate to get emotional was moot. The fact remained that Kate got emotional because of the love that had grown from Tracy’s simple act of sexual desire and inclusion of her daughters.

She hadn’t seen her actions in that light before, but now she realized what a big deal this truly was for her daughters… and for herself. She felt the sting of tears in her own eyes and brushed the tears away. “No sense in getting too emotional about this,” she said. “We’ve got too much to do to be spending the morning crying.”

The girls laughed and cried at the same time, brushing away their tears. “What’re we going to do?” Kate asked. Her face glowed with excitement.

“Go shopping. First, we could all use a new pair of shoes for the summer. Not only that, but I’m going to go by a special shop for some things you girls will now be wanting.”

“Like what?” Kelli asked. The lilt in her question spoke of her idea that it might have something to do with what they’d done the night before.

“I’m going to buy you girls your very own vibrators.”

The girls hopped from their chairs and threw their arms in the air, jumping up and down as if to wild music with enough enthusiasm that Kelli’s small boobs bounced delightedly. Kelli then ran to her mother and threw her arms around Tracy’s neck. “Thank you, Mom!”

Kate followed her sister’s lead and did the same.

“It’s more for me than you, you know,” Tracy said. “This way, you won’t be trying to borrow mine.”

They all laughed at this, each knowing just how true that statement was.

The sound of the doorbell caused them all to freeze where they were. The two girls stared at their mother and each other. All of them were naked at the breakfast table, and the girls were behaving as if they were already caught.

Tracy wrapped the petite robe around her and pointed her daughters to their bedroom to get dressed. Taking a deep breath, she started for the front door just as the doorbell sounded again.

*******.

Tracy’s neighbor Sandra was a snooper. She’d always been a snooper, even as a child. She would go through her parents’ and siblings’ private things any chance she got. She felt powerful whenever she discovered something the other person did not want her to know about. For instance, she first learned about porn when she found a VHS tape in her brother’s closet. Although she didn’t know it at the time, it was a porn classic, Behind the Green Door. She had been home alone and stuck the movie into the player. She had watched the movie play until the sex started and she knew right then she was forever hooked on those kinds of movies. She had quickly discovered what types of feelings the people on the screen were experiencing when she had explored her own mound with her fingers and had noticed how tingly she was beginning to feel down there.

The realization had been an epiphany.

She had discovered porn, masturbation, and orgasms all in one afternoon. She had discovered sex with someone else when she confronted her brother with the knowledge of his secret tape. They still fucked on occasion, whenever they got bored with their spouses.

She had been a little ten-year-old at the time. Her mound was as bald as it had been the day she was born, but now it was a lot more educated as to why she had the soft folds of flesh. She’d been told that in addition to being where her pee left her body, it was for bringing babies into the world. She had found it was for much more than that on the fateful afternoon she had snooped in her brother’s room. This event had made her embrace herself as a snooper. She was as addicted to snooping as she was to orgasms.

Last night, she had wanted to snoop on her neighbor Tracy. She had seen the sexy movie on the table and had wondered if the woman — or the older daughter, Kelli — would take the opportunity to watch it once everyone had gone to bed. She had sneaked over to hide outside Tracy’s house to snoop. She knew it was dangerous and if she were ever caught doing such things, she would be arrested, but she couldn’t help herself. The need to know was like a drug, especially when she suspected there might be sex involved.

She had hidden in the bushes outside Tracy’s TV room, hoping to witness either Tracy or Kelli masturbating while watching the movie.

What she had seen, however, was far more than she’d ever imagined.

She had watched — okay, she had watched and masturbated, she admitted to herself — as Tracy and her daughters ended up masturbating together while watching the erotically charged video. She had noticed the girls as they watched their mother get more and more intimate with herself until finally all pretense disappeared and the three brought themselves to what appeared to be some massive orgasms. Sandra had come just as Kelli, the older daughter, had reached her own climax.

Now, she realized that with that knowledge, she could end up having even more fun with this very sexy mom and her daughters. Hell, she might even get these two girls to offer the same fun to her own daughters. The thought of watching her two girls masturbate was thrilling, and the idea that she might be able to even join in made her pussy gush fluids.

She rang her neighbor’s doorbell and waited for the door to open.

When the bell was finally answered, Sandra found herself staring at a nearly naked Tracy. She wasn’t sure how much in the way of clothing was beneath the short wrap the woman was wearing, but it couldn’t have been much. Indeed, the outline of Tracy’s nipples visible in the fabric verified she wasn’t wearing a bra. It didn’t take much imagination to believe she was looking at the entirety of what her neighbor was wearing.

“Oh, Sandra,” Tracy said as her eyes darted up and down the street. “What brings you over so early?” Tracy had wanted to hint at the time. It was nearing mid-morning, but she wanted Sandra to think she considered this too early to drop in unannounced and uninvited. Besides, she wanted to get dressed and take her daughters shopping. She was hoping to watch them try out their new toys when they returned from their little excursion.

Sandra glanced around the outdoors as well before saying, “Well, I have something to discuss with you, but it’s not something I would want to talk about outside.”

“Oh?” Tracy said. The obvious privacy Sandra wanted in order to discuss whatever was on her mind made Tracy’s  heart skip a beat until she realized Sandra could certainly have no idea what had gone on the previous night. Realizing she had little choice, Tracy invited her neighbor inside.

Sandra entered the home and looked around. She was wondering where the girls were. She could smell bacon that had been cooked some time ago, so she knew they were up.

Turning, she decided on the same direct approach she had used with her brother — and later her sisters as well after she had discovered things about them.

“I saw what you three did last night in the TV room,” she said.

“I’m… what? How?” Tracy stammered. She felt her heart racing as panic began to take control of her mind. She sat on the sofa as her legs gave out from beneath her.

“I have to admit to doing a little illegal peeping outside your window last night. I was thinking that either you or Kelli would watch the movie and masturbate. I had no idea it would be all three of you… together.” She didn’t hesitate to blurt out her own small crime of peeping because she knew Tracy would never tell anyone. What was she going to do? If Tracy called the police, the world would also find out what she and her daughters had done last night.

Tracy had the sudden image of the police arriving at her home and arresting her for molesting her own daughters, even though she had never touched them, while taking her daughters into custody to place in foster homes. Even if the truth came out that she had not actually molested them, she would be ruined.

“Why would you do such a thing?” Tracy asked, doing her best to catch her breath.

“Oh, honey — to get off!” Sandra said, smiling. “I joined you while watching the fun. In fact, I came at the same time Kelli did.”

“Are you going to blackmail me? I don’t have any money to make it worth your while.”

“No, I’m not going to blackmail you. I wouldn’t think of it. At least, not for money. No, Tracy — you see I want to join you three for masturbation sessions and… well… whatever comes along the girls and you might want to… try out.”

“You want to… join us?” Tracy asked, feeling faint and glad she was sitting down.

“Yes. And, well, I would like to enlist your daughters to help me with my own two. I know they touch themselves. Hell, I caught Emily humping a pillow in the living room just a few weeks ago, and she’s younger, so I know Laura is doing it as well. I’d just like some help getting them… involved.”

“Involved with what?” Tracy asked.

“More like, involved with whom,” Sandra answered, a suggestive gleam in her eyes that went along with the alluring smile.

“You want my daughters to… seduce them?” Tracy asked.

“Not seduce exactly. More like expand their horizons to more freely accept sex with their mom, or at least to masturbate together. Some people just consider mother-daughter incest to be so… I don’t know… taboo. I don’t feel that way, but it’s not as if I can sit down at the dinner table and say, ‘Gee, girls, you know your mom is in favor of incest, so why don’t you two get it on here on the dining table after dinner, and I can join you?’ now can I?”

“You’re in favor of…” Tracy said, unable to say the word despite her own desires in that area.

“Incest. You can say it, you know. It won’t bring lightning down on you or anything. Yes, I have practiced it since I was ten. First, with my older brother, then with my two sisters — one older, one younger.”

“And now you want to have sex with your daughters?”

“You say it as if you didn’t sit here in this room last night and have a major jill fest with your own daughters.”

“Well, that’s different. It’s not as if they weren’t already doing it in the privacy of their own bedroom or something. I never touched either of them.”

“And you never considered touching them?” Sandra asked.

Tracy stared at her neighbor, unable to believe this conversation was taking place. She had forgotten everything that had been going on before Sandra’s arrival. She forgot she had sent her daughters to get dressed, and it didn’t occur to her that they would come out of their bedroom once they were in decent attire.

Kelli and Kate opened the door to their bedroom and listened for a moment to the conversation in the den, which was at the end of the hallway. They had begun listening when their mother had said the words, “You’re in favor of.” They were shocked at the conversation that had followed. Their neighbor, Sandra, had the hots for her own daughters. Not only that, but she had been involved in a sexual relationship with her own brother and two sisters. They had met Laura and Emily’s uncle and aunts on numerous occasions, and the idea that their friend’s mother had had sex with all three of them — her own siblings — was stunning.

Yes, Kelli and Kate  had been involved with each other, but it was strange to think such playtime had been enjoyed by the mother of their best friends. Secretly, the girls each thought Sandra was extremely sexy, and the confession they were eavesdropping on only served to heighten those feelings.

Then the conversation between their mother and their sexy neighbor turned to how Sandra wanted to have sex with Laura and Emily! Not only that, but Sandra was implying in what she was saying that their mother wanted sex with the two of them as well.

The last thing they’d heard was Sandra saying, “And you never considered touching them?” The “them” she was referring to were, well, them! Kelli and Kate stared at each other as the import of those words hit them.

Kelli leaned over to her little sister and whispered in her ear, “Mom wants to have sex with us!”

Kate only nodded in reply, too stunned to speak. She pictured her mother last night sitting in the den, her hands rubbing her clit as she stared at her naked daughters. Suddenly, the thought it took their neighbor to point it out to her made her feel stupid, as if she’d been able to smell a roast in the oven and had not realized there might be roast for dinner. She felt the embarrassment of someone who has missed the obvious. Looking into the face of her older sister, she could tell Kelli was thinking the same thing. How could they have missed it?

“Go on,” Sandra was saying. “Admitting it is half the battle. Once you accept it, the incestuous desires will be easier to deal with. Take my word for it.”

The girls heard their mother take a deep breath and slowly let it out. “Okay, I admit it. I’ve wondered what the hell I was going to do about it for the longest.”

“Simple,” Sandra said. “After last night, you’re more than halfway there already. Believe me, I saw how your girls were looking at you as you rubbed away at your cunt. I saw hunger in their eyes. Almost as much hunger as I saw in yours.”

“You’re saying they want to have sex with me too?” Tracy asked, not able to believe what she wanted so badly could be true, yet hoping it was.

“I’d bet my house on it,” Sandra said. “My guess is they’re already messing around with each other. How big a leap is it to go from incest with your sister to incest with your mom?”

“And you want them to get your daughters to have sex with each other? And you?” Tracy asked.

“Well, I wouldn’t be a bit surprised if they were already having fun with each other. I mean, they share a bedroom and a bed. They’re healthy, adolescent girls. Hormones are raging through their bodies, along with the resulting horniness that accompanies those hormones. I mean, they have to at least be masturbating together. If not, that needs to change immediately anyway. But once we establish they are having sex with each other, then yes, I want your girls to, well, talk up sex with me. You know, sort of give permission to do it without feeling guilty about it. Feeling okay with it is the first step to doing it. Take my word for it.”

“So, how do we go about getting my girls involved?” Tracy asked.

At that moment, what she’d forgotten became all too clear as the girls stepped into the room. Kate hadn’t planned on letting their mom and Sandra know they’d been listening in on the private conversation, but Kelli had grabbed her arm and pulled her into the den to confront their mother and Sandra.

Tracy gasped when her daughters stepped into the den. They’d obviously heard enough of the conversation that they were fully informed of Sandra’s intentions.

While Tracy gasped, Sandra just smiled and said hello to them. She’d obviously been counting on the girls listening in.

Tracy was too stunned to move. She watched her older daughter reach for the hem of her t-shirt and pull it over her head, revealing her braless boobs. Kelli then turned to her little sister and said, “I guess it’s time Mom knew everything.”

She leaned toward Kate and pressed her lips to the younger girl’s, using her tongue to open Kate’s mouth and dancing her tongue around inside her sister’s mouth. Kate returned the kiss, the passion rising as she felt her pussy getting wet.

Kelli raised Kate’s shirt and removed it as well, revealing small, perfectly formed breasts to Sandra’s gaze, not to mention their mother’s dumbfounded stare. Kelli hooked her thumbs into the elastic waistband of her younger sister’s shorts and pushed them down far enough to allow the garment to move over the girl’s shapely butt to expose Kate’s panty-clad ass. A gentle shove moved the shorts from beneath Kate’s butt cheeks to her ankles.

Kate returned the favor. As she pushed Kelli’s shorts down to puddle at her sister’s ankles, she could feel her own excitement grow. The swelling in her pussy seemed to take over her body and mind. The lust created by the idea she and Kelli were about to put on an incestuous lesbian show for their mother and neighbor was enough to send the young girl’s cream gushing from her pussy.

The girls pushed each other’s panties to the floor together and stood embracing each other before Tracy and Sandra, completely naked now. The girls’ hands roamed each other’s bodies, pinching nipples and squeezing butt cheeks as each girl continued to kiss while exploring the other’s tongue with her own.

Tracy looked at Sandra and wasn’t surprised to see the woman’s hand inside her slacks, rubbing her own cunt as she watched the sisters fondle each other.

Sandra noticed Tracy had seen what she was doing and thought, what the hell? She reached to the waistline of her slacks, which had an elastic waistband as well, and pushed them and her panties down in one motion. Seconds later, her top and bra were off and she stood naked in Tracy’s den.

Now Tracy was the only one in the room who wasn’t naked. Kelli noticed and said, “Mom, why don’t you get comfortable too? That way Kate and I can do what we want to do with you.” Then the girl looked at Sandra. “Just like we can with Sandra.”

The sisters returned to their kiss as Kelli put her pinkie finger inside her sister’s butthole just to the first knuckle. She knew Kate loved this, and Kelli felt her little sister squirm with the excitement of the feeling of having Kelli’s finger inside her back door.

Tracy removed the thin robe and began to touch herself as she watched her daughters making love. She felt a hand on her breast and looked to see Sandra looking at her, one eyebrow arched in question. The eyebrow said, “So? Shall we go ahead and enjoy this as much as I know we both want to?”

Tracy moved in quickly and planted her mouth on her neighbor’s, tasting the woman’s tongue with her own for the first time.

She was in a sort of heaven as she felt her heart quicken. This was exactly what she had wanted for some time, she finally admitted. This was going to be the beginning of a sexual exploration that she felt would only get better and better with each new experience.

She relished the thought as she relished the hand that was now reaching for her pussy and inserting a finger into the drenched depths of her vagina.

Continue on to Chapter 4