Juicy Secrets Forbidden Tales of Lesbian Love

By JetBoy

Nothing too deep here, just a little something I dashed off while in a romantic mood. Hope it brings you pleasure. A belated Merry Christmas to all our readers!

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“Nora, supper is ready,” Eva called from the kitchen.

“Coming, Mom,” Nora yelled back.

Eva smiled at her thirteen-year-old daughter as she entered the kitchen. “Hi, honeybun.”

“Hi, Mom,” Nora replied, giving her mother a warm hug and a kiss on the cheek.

Mother and daughter ate their meal while they chatted. Ever since Nora’s father left them, they made a point to talk about each other’s day during supper. At first Nora thought it was a silly idea, but soon she looked forward to it every night. They could discuss just about anything, as Eva was very open and honest with her daughter.

Still, there was one serious topic that hadn’t been addressed in any real sense, and now Eva intended to do something about that.

“You know, Nora… you’re old enough now for that traditional mother-daughter discussion about sex,” Eva told her daughter as they ate. “Really, I should have done it earlier, but better late than never.”

“Jeez, Mom… I’m not a baby, I know about sex!” Nora cried, her face red.

“Don’t be so certain about that, kiddo,” Eva shot back at her. “You may think you know it all, but I’m sure there’s at least a few things you haven’t learned yet.”

Nora frowned, but finally shrugged. “Okay, Mom… I guess. Can we wait till after dinner?”

“Sure,” Eva replied with a knowing grin, “but don’t think you’re getting out of this.”

Once they were finished with dinner, Nora helped her mother clear off the dirty dishes and put them in the washer. When the kitchen was back in order, they went into the family room. Nora flopped on the couch and her mother sat in a chair opposite her daughter.

Eva was sipping a glass of wine, preparing herself for a frank discussion with her thirteen-year-old. “So — how much do you know about sex?” she began.

“Mom… do we have to do this? It’s embarrassing,” Nora groaned.

“Look, you’re probably going to be dating soon, hon… and you need to be aware of these things,” Eva replied firmly. “So tell me what you know — or what you think you know, anyhow.”

“I know that a man puts his thing into a woman’s… private place, and that’s how a baby gets made,” Nora told her mom while blushing deeply. “And it feels good,” she added. “You can do it for fun, not just to have a baby.”

“Okay, that’s a start,” her mother said, “but let’s get the names of the sex organs right first. A man has a penis, not a ‘thing’. It’s sometimes called a cock, prick, dick, or other names. Cock is the most common, though. Got that?”

Nora nodded, still embarrassed.

“Good. Now, a woman has a vagina — it can be called a pussy, cunt, slit and many other things, but pussy and cunt are the most popular,” Eva continued. “Now honey, you should be very careful about saying these words in public, especially at school, but you can use them here at home. You’re becoming a young woman, so you don’t have to say things like ‘private place’ or ‘thing’ around this house anymore. Okay?”

Nora nodded once more. “Okay, Mom.”

“All right, honey… I just told you about the vagina, but do you know what these parts of you are — the cervix, or the vulva? How about your clitoris? Or the anus, or the rectum?”

“Jeez, Mom, I’ve never heard of some of those things,” Nora answered, a bit abashed. “Guess you’re right — there is a lot that I don’t know. What are they? Do I have all of them yet?”

“Yes, you do, honeybun,” Eva murmured, smiling affectionately at her daughter.

“Can you tell me about them, Mom… or can you maybe show them to me? That would be even better.”

Eva weighed her daughter’s request, wondering if she really ought to do such a thing. Well, she figured, Nora has to learn somewhere… and where better than at home with her mother?

“Are you sure you want me to show you?” Eva asked Nora. The girl nodded her head emphatically. “Okay, honey, stand up in front of me and take off your clothes, and we’ll take a look at your body.”

“Mom!” Nora gasped. “I meant you could, um, show me pictures from a book!”

“Well, I would if I had a book with pictures, sweetheart, but I don’t,” Eva replied. “If you’d rather wait until I can go buy one, we can just forget this until then. Up to you.”

Nora hesitated, thinking about what she wanted. On one hand she longed to learn about her body, but she felt kind of weird about getting naked in front of her mother. What should she do…?

The girl thought for a moment, then finally reached a decision. She reached up and removed her t-shirt, pulling it up and off. She tugged her shorts down and kicked them off, then reached back and unhooked her training bra, shrugging it off. Nora was now naked but for her panties.

Eva gazed at her pretty daughter, Nora’s shoulder-length dark hair framed her beautiful face with its dark brown eyes and cute button nose. Her eyes fell to her daughter’s chest. The girl’s breasts were small but absolutely flawless, capped by taut pink nipples. Eva and Nora had each gotten a piece of belly button jewelry when the girl had turned thirteen, and Nora’s piercing glittered in a most enticing way. God, she’s perfect, Eva marveled.

Remembering her preteen days, when she’d experimented sexually with other girls about the same age as Nora, Eva began to feel aroused in spite of herself.

Nora hooked her fingers into her panties, pulling them down and off, then stood nude before her mother.

Eva was surprised to find herself light-headed at the sight of her daughter’s nakedness. Nora’s bare body was one of the loveliest sights imaginable… and the look of wide-eyed innocence in her child’s eyes made her all the prettier.

She glanced down at her child’s pussy, noticing that Nora only had the lightest dusting of pubic hair. God, she’s so beautiful, Eva thought, her own body tingling deliciously.

It was all but impossible to believe, but she was getting damp between her legs from the sight of her nude daughter! What’s the matter with me? Eva wondered.

She hadn’t had sex with anyone since her husband left, taking care of her needs by masturbating while Nora was sleeping. She’d been secretly bisexual for years, and was especially turned on by teenage girls. In fact, ever since the divorce, Eva had been thinking more and more of exploring her lesbian side for the first time since high school. Now, seeing her daughter naked in front of her, Eva’s vagina was quickly becoming moist from arousal.

“Okay, let’s start with your breasts,” Eva said. “Your nipple is right here,” She reached out and touched the pink tip of her daughter’s breast. Nora sucked in her breath when she felt Mom’s finger brush her nipple.

“The dark circle around the nipple is the areola,” Eva explained. “You can give yourself pleasure by squeezing your breasts and pulling and pinching the nipple. Like this.” Eva pressed her hand upon the girl’s chest and massaged it, then tweaked Nora’s nipple.

“Mmmm, that feels good when you do that,” Nora sighed. “Uh, Mom? I’d kinda like to see what a woman’s breasts look like, though — could I maybe see yours?” she asked shyly, blushing bright red.

Without a word, Eva removed her blouse and bra.

Nora stared at her mother’s breasts. They were firm and didn’t sag. Eva was only 32 years old and kept herself in good shape. Her mom’s breast had large areolas and long nipples. Nora took her hand and placed it over her mother’s breast, marveling at how warm and soft it felt to the touch. She gave it a couple of soft squeezes and could feel the nipple harden in her palm.

“Sit down on the couch, and I’ll show you the parts of a woman that you don’t know about,” Eva said as she led her daughter to the couch.

When Nora was seated with her legs parted Eva knelt in front of her. “This is your vulva,” she murmured, placing a hand on her daughter’s sex. “Now, these are the vulva lips, or as they’re sometimes called, the labia.”

Nora could feel herself getting wet and hoped her mother didn’t notice. Her mother’s fingers were gently spreading the lips apart. When Eva opened her daughter’s cunt, she noticed moisture beginning to accumulate.

“Nora, do you touch yourself down here?” Eva asked.

“Mom!” Nora gasped, blushing hotly. She didn’t know if she should tell the truth or not.

“There’s nothing wrong with it, hon — just about every woman masturbates,” Eva said, seeing her daughter struggle with an answer.

“Okay, yeah, I do sometimes… but just ’cause it feels good,” Nora whispered, her cheeks still flushed.

“That’s fine, honeybun… I do it too,” her mother told her. “Here, this is why I asked you that question. See this little bump at the top of your slit? It’s called the clitoris, and it’s a very important part when it comes to touching yourself.”

“Oh, wow!” Nora’s hips bucked as she felt her mother’s finger graze her clit. “That feels nice!”

Startled, Eva quickly jerked her hand away — then, nervously biting her lip, brought it back. Teaching her, she reminded herself. That’s all I’m doing, teaching her.

“And this opening is your vagina,” Eva added, circling her finger around Nora’s opening. She was surprised — and excited — to notice that her daughter’s smooth slit was very wet. Nora whimpered.

“And finally, this is your anus,” Eva said as she ran her finger through the crack of her daughter’s bottom, stroking the little pink rosebud.

“Ooooh!” Nora squealed. “Mom, that tickles!”

Eva straightened up, conscious of her little girl’s moisture on her finger, but unsure what to do about it. “Okay, hon,” she said, “those are a woman’s sex parts. Any questions?” She felt a crazy impulse to slip that finger into her mouth, to see what her daughter tasted like.

Nora sat up, frowning as she peered down between her legs. “Mom, I can’t really see a lot of the parts you’re talking about!” she pouted.

The idea came to Eva almost immediately. “Tell you what, hon… what if I got undressed all the way, then let you have a good look at me?”

The girl’s eyes widened, and she nibbled her lip before giving her mother a big smile. “Yeah!” she exclaimed. “Let’s both be naked!”

Eva didn’t hesitate, she stood and dropped her jeans, then slipped out of her soaked panties.

“Take a look, and ask me anything you want to know,” she told her child. “You can touch me too, if that helps.” She sat back on the sofa, spreading her legs wide apart with her knees raised, giving the curious teen a front-row view of her cunt and anus.

Nora got down on her knees in front of her mother, studying Eva’s bare vulva. “I thought there was s’posed to be more hair,” she said.

Eva smiled. “I shave it, honey. I like for my pussy to be nice and smooth — like yours was, until not very long ago.”

“It’s pretty,” Nora murmured, then slowly reached out to touch her mom’s exposed sex.

Eva gasped as her daughter’s fingers lightly brushed her cunt… then her heart began to race as Nora spread her moist labia apart and stared at the inside of her mother’s vagina, the fiery pink flesh already slick with her juice.

Noticing her mom’s clit and how proudly it stood, the girl gently stroked it with her index finger.

“OOOHHHH!” Eva exclaimed as her daughter casually toyed with her clitoris, then trailed a finger up and down her wet slit. “Oh baby, OH!” the woman cried.

Nora drew nearer, her nostrils flaring as she sampled the thick, rich smell of her mother’s pussy.

Eva knew that this craving of hers was utter madness, but she wanted more, much more. She longed to be pleasured by her little girl and give her pleasure in return. It’s wrong to feel this way, I shouldn’t let it happen, she told herself. But maybe I could let her touch me just a little more…?

“Do you want to feel the inside of my vagina, honeybun?” Eva asked her thirteen-year-old. “Just put the tip of your finger against the opening, then push gently.”

A hot surge of pleasure flowed through the moaning woman as Nora penetrated her cunt, sliding it in right up to the third knuckle.

“Oh!” Eva cried out, unable to restrain herself or her pleasure. “Oh, Nora, that feels wonderful.”

“Jeez, it’s so warm and slippery,” Nora told her mother. “And I can feel you squeeze my finger, Mom!”

Eva felt an acute disappointment when Nora withdrew her finger, but fought to calm herself. You shouldn’t really let this go any further, anyhow.

Meanwhile, Nora was staring at the smaller, tighter hole that was her mother’s anus. Unable to restrain her curiosity, the girl ran her finger through her mom’s crack, pausing at the tender rosebud. Nora drew a few circles around the brown hole, then her slick finger slid into her mother’s rectum up to the first knuckle.

“OOhhh!” Eva cried out as her daughter penetrated her anus.

Startled, Nora quickly withdrew her finger from her mother’s rectum. “I’m sorry, Mom!” she blurted. “It… it just kinda slipped in.”

“Oh, honey, that’s okay… actually it felt really good,” her mother said. “It’s been a long time since I was touched there. Your daddy used to do that to me when we made love.”

“I bet you miss those things since Daddy went away, huh?”

“I do, honeybun. Your father was a crappy husband and not much of a dad, but oh, my, what a wonderful lover,” Eva said. “These days I have to touch myself to get those good feelings.”

“Do you do that a lot, Mom?”

Eva nodded. “I touch myself just about every night, after you go to bed.”

“Mom, can you show me how you do it?” Nora asked, blushing slightly. “I don’t know if I’m touching the right way or not. I mean, it feels okay, but that’s all, really.”

Eva pondered Nora’s request. There were a million reasons not to give her daughter what she wanted. But she’d always been open with her thirteen-year-old, and didn’t want to stop now.

She really ought to know how to masturbate correctly, Eva told herself. After all, I don’t want Nora to hurt herself by experimenting with objects, or by being too rough. 

Weighing the pros and cons, she decided that it would be best to give her daughter a demonstration… knowing all along how very much she wanted to finger her cunt in front of Nora.

“Okay, first I start squeezing my breasts and pulling my nipples until they get hard,” she told Nora. “Then I move my other hand down to my pussy and begin to rub my clit.”

“Like this?” Nora began to clumsily grope between her legs.

“No, no, that’s not quite it, hon,” Eva said.

“Oh… darn it,” Nora pouted, a discouraged look on her face. “I don’t know what I’m doing!”

Then Eva got an idea. A very intriguing, very dangerous idea that had her heart pounding. I really shouldn’t, but what the hell, it’ll make Nora happy. Just this once, it’s okay.

Taking a deep breath, Eva gave in to her wild impulse. “Tell you what, honeybun. Let me show you how by doing it to you… then, when you are done feeling good, you can do what you learned to me. How does that sound?”

All smiles again, Nora nodded her head enthusiastically. “Sure, Mom. That sounds great!”

“C’mon, let’s take this somewhere more comfortable, where we can lie down.” Eva took her daughter’s hand and led the girl to her bedroom.

They laid down on the bedside by side. “Now, you’re sure that you don’t mind me touching you this way, hon? Lots of people might say that it’s something a mother shouldn’t do.”

“Pfffft,” Nora replied, with a disdainful gesture. “What do they know? You’re my mom. You wouldn’t ever do anything bad to me.”

“Sweet girl,” Eva cooed. Reaching out, she and cupped one of Nora’s slight breasts. She fondled the soft globe, then lightly pinched the nipple and gave it a slight twist.

“Mmmm, this is nice, Mom. I never knew my boobs could feel so good!” Nora exclaimed.

Eva never expected her talk with Nora to turn out like this — the two of them completely naked, her exploring the body of the pubescent girl. This was completely wrong, she knew it… on the other hand, Eva had never been more aroused in her life. She was so hot and excited that her inner thighs were wet.

Knowing that she was crossing a major line, Eva bent over, taking Nora’s nipple into her mouth.

“Oh, yeah,” Nora sighed. Eva gently bit at the tender bud, and her daughter moaned with what sounded very much like delight.

Eva allowed her hand to glide down until she was cupping the teen’s lightly-downed slit. She could feel the wetness of her daughter, and it thrilled her. Tracing a finger through the smooth crease, Eva paused to graze Nora’s clit, then began to trace tiny circles all around the fleshy button.

“Ooooh, Mom, that feels s-so funny,” Nora cried out.

I’m going to make my little girl come, Eva told herself. I’m going to make love to my daughter. And it’s what I want, more than anything.

Placing the tip of her index finger against the opening to Nora’s vagina, Eva eased it inside, just a little.

“Ohhh,” Nora moaned as her mother’s finger sank into her virgin hole.

Eva’s eyes widened in surprise when her finger slipped all the way in — there was no hymen barring her way. Then she shrugged. She’s such an active, lively girl… I guess she broke it without my knowing. Maybe she doesn’t even know. At any rate, I don’t have to be as careful now.

She slowly began to finger fuck her daughter, her movements steady, but gentle. “Does this feel good, hon?”

“Ohhhhh, yeah,” Nora said, cupping her budding breasts with both hands. “It’s — it’s wonderful!”

Eva was on fire, her heart pounding crazily, her cunt a steaming swamp. She couldn’t remember ever having been this aroused. She wanted to do everything with her daughter.

She kept her finger going in and out of Nora’s vagina, which was now practically dripping with sweet nectar — well, Eva suspected that it was sweet, anyhow. She longed to give way to madness and taste it, right from the source. Instead, she moistened the index finger of her free hand, then slipped it between the cheeks of Nora’s bottom, pressing the tip against her daughter’s rosebud.

“Ooooh! Um, wow, that feels… kinda weird, b-but really good!” Nora panted. “Mom?”

“Yes, honeybun?”

“I… I love you. Lots and lots.”

By then, Eva’s hunger was too strong to deny, not for another second. Dipping her head down, she gave Nora’s clitoris a long, loving lick.

“Mom!” the girl gasped, her eyes now enormous.

The flavor of her child was positively ambrosial. Wanting more, she took the fleshy nubbin between her lips and began to suckle. Meanwhile, she was fucking both her daughter’s holes, the finger of her left hand now buried to the hilt in Nora’s slippery rectum.

Nora cried out in mixed surprise and ecstasy as Mom nursed on her clit… the girl’s head spinning like a crazy carousel, her inhalations and exhalations coming in time with the rhythm of her mother’s pumping fingers.

“Oh, Mom, oh Mom…” Nora gasped. The girl’s hips were bucking up and down, and her honey was flowing freely.

Eva couldn’t resist. Withdrawing that finger from her daughter’s vagina, she covered the slit with her mouth. Oh, God, it is sweet, she thought, drinking down the essence of her daughter. Seeking out Nora’s clit with her thumb, she began to stroke it.

A delirious Nora was babbling helplessly, lost in a whole new world of wonderful feelings. “Oh, Mom I feel s-something happening, oh my God, Mom, d-d-don’t stop, AAHHH!”

The girl screamed as she bucked her hips hard, forcing that probing finger even deeper into her rectum. A second, even louder scream issued from Eva’s daughter as she flooded her mother’s mouth with her liquid sugar.

“Oh Mom, oh YES!” Nora cried out, arching her back as another unimaginable wave of pleasure washed over her slender body, then slowly going limp, sinking into the sheets.

Sitting up and back, Eva gazed at her lovely daughter stretched out nude before her, basking in the afterglow of ecstasy. She licked her lips, the taste of Nora still coating them.

Then it struck her, what she’d just done. My God… my sweet little girl… I’ve just molested her! A paralyzing wave of guilt crashed down on Eva, and she began to cry.

Nora’s eyes fluttered open, and the girl furrowed her brow. “What’s wrong, Mom?”

“Oh, honey, I’m so sorry, I should never have done that to you,” she cried. “I’m — I’m so ashamed!”

The girl raised herself up on both elbows. “Please don’t cry, Mom… I loved what you did. You taught me all about my body,” Sitting up, Nora drew the sobbing woman into her arms. “You didn’t do anything to me that I didn’t want to happen. I love you, Mom.”

“B-but mothers aren’t supposed to have sex with their daughters,” Eva protested.

Nora’s heart raced as she digested her mother’s words. She hadn’t thought about it in those terms, but quickly realized that Eva was right. Holy crap… Mom and I just had sex!

Far from appalling her, Nora was thrilled by this revelation. She’d experienced fantasies of fooling around with cute boys she knew, and even a couple of girls. But the idea of making love to her beautiful mother made all those other fantasies seem petty and small.

Then and there, thirteen-year-old Nora knew what she wanted. More of this. Way more.

“I don’t care what other people say, Mom,” the girl replied, a defiant glint in her eyes. “If you want to, and I want to, then it’s okay for us to do. I loved what you did to me, and I wanna do it again. Lots of times.”

Eva turned her tearful face to Nora. “Are you… are you certain about that, hon? Really and truly?”

Nora gave an emphatic nod. “I am, Mom. And I want to do that stuff, so I can make you feel good.”

Reaching out for her daughter’s hand, Eva gazed adoringly at her daughter. “I… I can’t say that I don’t want you that way, baby girl. I must have been having these thoughts about you for years, only I didn’t know until now.” She paused, sniffled. “Listen, Nora — If we do more of these things together, you can’t tell anyone about it, not ever. You’re only thirteen years old… and my daughter. If anyone found out, I could get into big, big trouble. I could go to jail.”

“I won’t tell a soul, I promise, cross my heart,” Nora swore to her mom. “This will be our secret forever and ever.” Leaning in close, she placed a warm, loving kiss upon Eva’s lips.

“Oh, my sweet, sweet child,” Eva whispered. “Please… kiss me again.”

Their mouths drifted together, and their embrace soon grew heated when Eva licked at her daughter’s lower lip. Quickly getting the idea, Nora responded in kind. Now she and her mother were locked in a passionate kiss, swapping tongues.

There was an unusual taste to Mom’s mouth, and the teen realized with a start that it was the flavor of her own pussy. Shocked, Nora almost broke away, but didn’t — and soon decided that she really liked the flavor. Wonder if Mom’s tastes this good? she asked herself. Then and there, she decided to find out.

Finally, Eva drew away, feeling incredibly shy. “Honeybun, I need to have those good feelings too. Did you mean what you said about wanting to, um, do to me what I just did for you?”

“Yes, Mom, I’d love to,” Nora replied.

Eva wore a blissful smile as she laid back on the bed, offering her naked body up to the girl. “Here I am, then. I’m all yours.”

Nervously moistening her lips, Nora stared at her nude mother. Carefully kneeling on the bed beside the woman, she lowered her face to her mother’s breasts and took a nipple into her mouth, teasing it with her tongue. She gently bit the swelling bud, then tugged at it with her teeth.

“Oh,” Eva moaned.

Nora could have happily spent a long, lovely while making love to those beautiful breasts, but the urge to taste Mom’s pussy was too powerful to ignore. She wriggled her way down until she was lying between her mother’s parted thighs.

The sight thrilled the thirteen-year-old, made her heart race. Eva’s vulva was carefully trimmed, with just a thin strip of dark brown pubes framing the glistening pink opening. Nora’s nostrils flared as she inhaled deeply, taking in the rich, musky aroma of a woman’s arousal. Her mother’s cunt was so juicy that it was leaking fluids, which trickled down into the crack of her ass.

“Please, honeybun,” the woman whispered, her voice quivering with need. “Lick Mommy’s pussy…”

Placing both hands on her mother’s thighs, Nora drew forward, touching the tip of her tongue to the warm, wet flesh. Pausing to sample the flavor, she smiled, then burrowed further between those spread legs, now licking eagerly at Eva’s sex.

“Oh Nora, yes… oh yes my GOD that feels soooo good!” Eva cried, overwhelmed with love, with lust. How had this come to pass? An hour ago she was dining with her daughter, preparing to teach the girl the basics about sex; now they were naked and making love. She’d licked her thirteen-year-old to an orgasm, now Nora was going down on her and loving it. Eva could hear the girl humming blissfully as she performed oral sex for the first time.

“Ohhhhhh, my sweet b-baby girl… I’m so close to coming, so close, d-don’t stop!” Eva begged the girl. Her cunt was flowing like a leaking faucet, and Nora was drinking down every drop of Mommy’s nectar.

“Nora…? Would you do something for me? Take your pointer finger, and slide it into my pussy.”

Pausing in her oral activities, Nora carefully placed the tip of her index finger at the very opening of Mom’s vagina, then sank that finger deep into the hole with a single smooth stroke.

“Ahhh!” Eva cried.

The girl’s eyes widened in amazement. “Wow, Mom… you’re so hot inside!” She began to work that finger in and out, her arm soon falling into a steady rhythm.

“Oh, honeybun, please… please p-put another finger in,” Eva panted.

“Mmm, okay,” Nora replied, furrowing her brow as she eased a second digit into her mother’s creamy canal. That accomplished, she began to fuck the woman again, harder this time.

“Do another one, Nora. Another finger.”

Nora obeyed. It was trickier, though — her pinky made thrusting more awkward. Finally she said, “Hey, Mom… can I try this with all my fingers?”

“Oooooh yes, my angel. In f-fact — ohhh! — I want you to put your, your whole hand inside me. Can you d-do that for me…?”

“All of it? Um, Mom… won’t that hurt? Like, a whole lot?”

Eva shook her head. “No, honeybun. I had a baby through there, remember. Go ahead, p-put your hand in there and fuck me. I can take it!”

Grouping all five of her digits together, Nora began to push, staring in awe as her fingers began to penetrate the slippery heat of her mother’s cunt. The task grew more difficult when her hand was buried up to the knuckles, but she kept pressing forward.

“Don’t stop, baby girl, d-don’t stop,” Eva pleaded. “You can do this…”

With a sudden lurch, Nora’s hand slipped through the tight ring, plunging deep into the vagina.

“Oh, FUCK!” Eva screamed. The teen shivered with excitement. She could feel her mother’s cunt gripping her hand. “Now, I, I n-need for you to, ohhhh God, oh God, make your h-hand into a fist. Can — can you d-do that, honeybun…? Mmmm, so f-full, so fucking good, yes…”

Lips pursed in concentration, Nora slowly tucked fingers and thumb into the palm of her hand, each tiny movement causing Eva to gasp and moan. “Okay, Mom,” she finally said. “Should I, um, fuck you now?” She felt a surge of excitement, using that word in her mother’s presence.

“Yes, baby,” Eva spoke through quivering lips, though her voice was steady. “Start slow at first, but once you’re really going, you can fuck me nice and deep. It’s okay if it hurts a little bit… I like it that way sometimes.”

“Um, all right,” said Nora, and she set to work, moving her hand back and forth, loosening the tight grasp of her mother’s vagina. As Eva opened up, the teen began to thrust harder, her knuckles rubbing against the lust-slicked walls.

“Yes,” Eva groaned, her cunt filled like never before. No man had ever fucked her so beautifully. Who could have known that I’d have the ultimate sexual experience at the hands of my own thirteen-year-old daughter?

Then Nora’s fist pressed even deeper, and the woman was lost to everything. Like a mighty wave at sea, Eva felt a scream rise within her, then break, filling the room with proof of her ecstasy.

“Oh FUCK! I’m, I’m, I’m, I’m coming, oh GOD! I’m coming!” Eva bellowed, bucking her hips to meet the teen’s movements.

Nora was fisting her mom with a strong, hard stroke, caught up completely in the naked power of the moment. For the first time in her life, she truly understood the wild, crazed abandon of fucking. And I’m doing this with my mother! she told herself, awed all over again by the boldness of her actions. I’m fucking Mom! 

By this time, Eva could take no more, her body battered by one orgasm after another. “That’s enough, Nora, p-please stop,” she panted. That lovely churning fist ceased to move, and Eva inhaled sharply as her child began to withdraw it.

Pulling her hand free with a slurping sound, Nora brought it to her mouth to lick, enjoying the taste. Glancing down at Eva, the teen was entranced by the sight of her mother’s cunt, fully exposed between the woman’s splayed thighs.

Unable to resist, Nora laid down before Eva and gently kissed the juicy flesh, trying to soothe her winded mother. I didn’t get to make her come with my mouth, she realized. Oh well, maybe next time. 

“I love you, Nora,” Eva said, drifting in a lovely warm haze, still glowing from the pleasure she’d just enjoyed.

Crawling up and into Eva’s arms, Nora snuggled into her mother. Their mouths drifted together, and the two new lovers shared a brief but passionate kiss. “I love you too, Mom,” sighed the teen, resting her head on the woman’s breast.

Eva buried her face in Nora’s hair, losing herself in its fragrance. “I ought to feel guilty about what we just did, but…” She shrugged. “Somehow I don’t anymore, not now.” Reaching down, Eva caressed her daughter’s bare bottom. “Guess I just enjoy making love to my sweet honeybun too much…”

“Don’t feel bad, Mom, please don’t!” said Nora. “It doesn’t matter what anyone else thinks. Us having sex, that was the most awesome thing ever! And… we get to do it again, right? You kinda said we could…”

Placing two fingers beneath her daughter’s chin, Eva tilted her daughter’s face upward, so their eyes could meet. “Is that what you really want, then? For the two of us to be lovers?”

The teen broke into a dazzling smile. “Yeah, Mom. That’s exactly what I want.”

Eve gazed at her child for a long while, softly said, “So do I.” Lifting her head, she claimed Nora’s mouth in a kiss that spoke of a happy, romantic future for them both.

The End

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By 1000 Monkeys –

The O Girls, 2 parts
The shy new girl at school receives an offer to join a very exclusive club — but first must take an initiation challenge.

By 3 Fingers Neat –

A Mother’s Plea, 5 chapters (see Chapter Links for descriptions)
Kim is a closeted fifth-grade teacher with a hopeless attraction to one of her students, an eleven-year-old named Chelsea. She assumes that nothing will ever come of her secret longing, so it’s something of a shock when the girl’s mother comes to her one day with a very unorthodox request…

A

By a2b –

Love is in the Rain
After a day at the pool, ten-year-olds Sarah and Summer get caught in the rain.

By Alexander Hall –

Strip For Me
Angelina’s mother works as a very successful stripper. For her eighteenth birthday, the girl only wants one thing: a private performance from Mom.

By Alfie Atkins –

Sweet Sister  – 3 parts
Marisa and her older sister love to snuggle together in the same bed… which, on one very special night, leads to a lot more than just sleeping.

By Alice –

The Hire
When a little girl of ten knocks on the door of professional dominatrix Miss Catherine, she’s not there to sell the woman cookies.

By Alice Gee –

The Temptation of Julie, 3 parts
Feeling an intense lesbian lust for her daughter’s little friend, Julie finally decides to do something about it.

By Allison Collier –

Sisters Do What Sisters Do,
If you heard the little knock on your door and she asked you, what would you do? You know. You’d do what sisters do.

By Alison Wheatcroft –

Innocence and Nature, 2 parts so far
A teenage girl and an 8-year-old girl learn from each other about life, friendship, and sex.

By Amanda –

Amanda and Tara, 5 chapters
Amanda is startled to find herself falling in love with her ten-year-old niece during a summer visit.

Emily
A girl of ten is fascinated by her big sister’s best friend Emily. One day she discovers that Emily has a certain interest in her as well.

How My Daughter Converted Me
A single mother is shocked to discover that her twelve-year-old daughter desires a greater, more intimate closeness than most parents share with their children.

Indian Summer
Sometimes birthday wishes do come true.

Revolutionettes, 18 chapters  (see Chapter Links for descriptions)
In a time of historic political revolution, a sexual revolution also was occurring, the liberation of lesbian desires.

She’s Just a Child, 3 parts
A young girl is introduced to lesbian love by her next door neighbor.

Starlight Lover, 2 parts
The story of a young stowaway on a starship, and her budding relationship with the captain of the vessel.

Winter Break
Struggling with guilt as a remnant of her religious upbringing, 11-year-old Alex gets love and wisdom from her mother. Especially love.

By Amanda Lynn –

…And Debbie Makes Three,
A companion story to My Cousin Nancy.

A Girl Named Charlie, 9 chapters  (see Chapter Links for descriptions)
Unexpected discoveries, unexpected encounters, and unexpected love between girls and women.

The Holly and the Ivy, 5 chapters
Dealing with bitter disappointment, a young woman finds that fate has some lovely surprises in store for her.

Jeannie and the Bottle, 5 chapters
Women enjoying each other’s bodies, fulfilling their hottest fantasies… some of this happened in real life, but how much?

Lessons Learned, 4 chapters
Is Jessica’s beautiful blonde high school history teacher really flirting with her, or is she only imagining that?

Moonlight Desires, 2 parts
A teenage girl has an unusual fascination with the moon, a sexual obsession.

My Cousin Nancy
The surprise weekend getaway for two for her parents has ten-year-old Cassidy staying with her cousins where she gets a surprise of her own.

Piper’s Mom, 14 chapters  (see Chapter Links for descriptions)
Stephanie has a little girl called Piper, and Piper has a teenage babysitter named Amber. Soon the fun will begin.

Unaccompanied Minor, Book One, 6 chapters  (see Chapter Links for descriptions)
Spending Spring Break with her dad and his new family, 11-year-old Trish learns fun, new ways to spend her time with the help of her Step-sister.

Unaccompanied Minor, Book Two, 13 chapters  (see Chapter Links for descriptions)
Schools out and Trish is set for a summer full of steamy fun both at home and out west with Monica.

Vee
She was like a little sister; until she became more.

By A Minor Paragon –

Companion Hotel, Room 319, 2 parts
A mother and her little girl visit a hotel that caters to an altogether different sort of patron.

By Amy K –

Tabitha’s Initiation  – 2 parts
When teen cousins Amy and Samantha are caught making love by Sam’s younger sister Tabitha, they decide that it’s always nicer — not to mention safer — to share.

By Anne –

Cathy’s Story
Fourteen-year-old Cathy is shocked when her big sister Kate pops into her bedroom one night, asking for a very unusual favor.

Nothing To Be Ashamed Of
A sisterly chat about masturbation gets deliciously out of hand.

One Sister’s Confession
When sisters share their kinky desires with one another…

By Anne240 –

My Daughter Dearest 
A divorced mother is horrified at first to learn that her daughter is exploring lesbian sex, but finds herself growing more interested in the idea with the passing of time.

By Androgyne –

A Holiday Affair, 2 parts
When Lesley sits next to a precocious young nymph on an airplane, it’s the beginning of an astonishing sexual journey.

Kerb Crawl
A middle-aged lesbian has an obsession with driving around the streets of her town, looking for young girls to pick up. This particular night promises to be especially thrilling.

Streetwise, 3 parts
Twelve-year-old Kyra reminisces about her introduction to lesbian sex, and the lusty shenanigans that followed.

By A.P. Gilmore –

Trapped
Stuck in an elevator in the aftermath of an earthquake, a mother and her teen daughter share secrets… then end up sharing much more.

By April –

The Wedding
A woman is privately joined in matrimony with her true love: her nine-year-old daughter.

By Author Unknown (from the library of JetBoy) –

Beneath the Mistletoe
On one very special Christmas Eve, Diana is surprised to discover a sexual attraction to her mother-in-law Cora… an attraction that she can’t resist exploring.

Bridgette Learns
When single mother Julia realizes her seven-year-old daughter Bridgette is learning how to give herself pleasure, she decides to offer the girl a helping hand.

Bus Ride With My Sister
After living for too long with a helpless crush on her straight sister Shelley, Karma now intends to blackmail her into sex in a very public place. Things get even wilder than she anticipates.

Cheryl and my Mother
Linda learns that her mother is the lesbian sex slave of her best friend. Things get interesting from there.

Cindy Takes Over
Cindy is a girl who loves to be in charge, to tell other women and girls what to do… especially when it comes to Anne, her beautiful, devoted mother.

Closing the Deal
To help persuade a potential big-deal client who happens to be a lesbian, Cheryl invites her college-age daughter Stacy along to do a little innocent flirting with the woman… but Stacy chooses to take things far beyond flirtation.

Crimson and Ivory
A fairy tale of sorts, in which two sisters discover a wonderful new kind of love.

A Daughter’s Gift
Samantha’s hated husband is gone for good, thanks to her daughter Kelly’s testimony — but Samantha wonders if her child didn’t want Daddy out of the picture for reasons of her own…

Daughter’s Hunger, Mother’s Need
Home for the holidays, Nikki is startled to discover that her mother Susan has developed a serious interest in mother-daughter lesbian erotica.

A Daughter’s Journey
The youngest of three daughters, Emily finds herself unwilling to commit to marriage, disappointing her aristocratic father. Emily’s mother, though, has a very different plan for her daughter’s future.

A Farm Girl Finds Love
While her father is away, sixteen-year-old Lori discovers the secret passions of her stepmother Violet… and they excite her more than she could ever imagine.

The Gift
Tanya possesses a mysterious power that allows her to fill the hearts of women and girls with desire… and after too many trials and tribulations to mention, she elects to put that power to use.

The Girls on the Train
A lesbian drives away a man when he attempts to expose himself to two young girls on the tube train… and the girls reward her bravery in a most delightful way.

A Helping Hand
When Cassy temporarily loses the use of her arm after a car accident, her mother Kate decides to temporarily help the girl take care of her intimate needs — but quickly realizes that she enjoys pleasuring her daughter much more than she ought to.

Her Mother’s Revelation
When Jackie comes out to her teenage daughter Edie, the girl is eager to know more — much more.

How it Happened With Mom
A young woman finds herself feeling a certain attraction to her mother… and when the opportunity arises for her to make a move, she seizes it with both hands.

The Joy of Girls
At the age of twelve, Kori has never masturbated and is torn between wanting to learn how and fear of doing wrong. She is on the verge of a personal journey that, with the help of her friends and family, will turn her life inside out in a very satisfying way.

Little Flirt
A mysterious encounter in a restaurant between a woman and a little girl, both strangers, will make their evening particularly enjoyable.

Little Girl Lost
A sex date between two lesbian cousins gets interrupted when they encounter a lost young girl in Central Park… or is it merely postponed?

Melissa’s Lover
In which we learn the tantalizing truth about Melissa and her very secret, very forbidden lover.

Mom’s Madness
When Nora’s mother wants to share a bath with her daughter, the young woman figures that it’s just Mom being especially affectionate. But Nora will soon discover that her mother has much more in mind than simply getting clean.

Mommy Loves to Lick
When her eleven-year-old daughter Cindy complains of experiencing odd feelings “down there,” her mother Lori is all too eager to teach the child some very interesting things about her body.

My Daughter and I Begin
A single mother loves to take her little girl Jenny’s panties to bed with her… then one night, she gets something even nicer: Jenny herself.

My Daughter the Swan
Home from her freshman year of college, 19-year-old Ruby looks better than ever to her mother Simone who, since her divorce, has been mostly enjoying herself with other women. Ruby’s casual nudity isn’t making things easier for Simone, who is starting to have unnerving fantasies about her daughter. Will she give in to temptation?

My Forbidden Fantasy 
Rebecca has lived for years with unfulfilled sexual fantasies of her own mother. She deals with those troublesome desires in a very unusual way, which leads to the biggest surprise imaginable.

My Lesbian Family 
A brief memoir from the life of a married lesbian, and how she and her wife run into complications when her twelve-year-old daughter Sammy comes out as gay.

My Little Japanese Lover 
While vacationing in a ritzy hotel, a lesbian teacher meets an adorable young Japanese girl who is curious about the ways of love.

My Mother, the Escort 
Upon discovering that her mother is an escort for lesbian women, Kim wants in on the action. She gets her wish… and then some!

My Wild Honey Daughter 
A small-town woman with hidden lesbian desires shares a sweet, sticky afternoon of passion with the last person she could have imagined.

Passion Hidden, Passion Realized  2 parts.
Visiting her daughter Ellen after a messy divorce, Julia is unsettled by certain feelings while in Ellen’s presence. As for Ellen, she finds herself appreciating her mum’s mature beauty in a new and unexpected way.

Pictures of Mom
Marina, a professional photographer who specializes in female nudes, is presented with an unusual subject for an intimate session: her own mother.

Play Date
Audrey takes her ten-year-old daughter Kelsey to visit Sarah and her daughter Ashley for a weekend play date, where the attraction the two mothers feel towards one another will lead to unexpected developments.

Prom Night
A shy, awkward wallflower is taken to the Junior Prom by her own mother, then to a fancy hotel for a special ending to their evening.

Sena, Elle, and Me
When a single mother gets involved with a woman after her divorce, she is surprised to discover that her new lover Sena is attracted to her daughter Elle as well.

Sharing With Erin
In bed with a new lover, Jenny shares the story of how she and her mother first became sexually intimate.

Sharon’s New Lover
Sharon is a young girl of thirteen who is passionately in love with her own mother but has no idea what to do about it. Luckily, Mom is willing to give her daughter a guiding hand.

The Sister I Never Knew
A young lesbian is astonished to discover that she has a half-sister she’d never known existed — a Vietnamese girl, the daughter of her Marine father. She’s also surprised by how lovely and desirable her new sibling happens to be…

Thinking About My Sister  2 parts
Two years ago, Leah and her sister Louisa realized that they each felt a sexual attraction for the other… but refused to act on it. Now together for the first time in a long while, are they finally ready to give in to their secret passion?

Three Generations of Lovers
When eleven-year-old Misty discovers that her mother and aunt are secret lovers, the only person she can think to tell is her grandmother — and that just makes the situation even more interesting!

To Banbury Cross
A young lesbian develops a major crush on her lover’s ten-year-old sister, then gets the opportunity to do something about it.

When the Lights Went Out 2 parts
A middle-aged single mother finds herself involved in a torrid love affair with her daughter’s best friend. Complications arise.

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By BabyKeiko –

The Corruption of Amy 
A young mother explores dark, forbidden pleasures with Amy, her lover of fourteen.

Her True Self Discovery  – 2 parts
Darlene, a lesbian single mother struggling with a hidden obsession with young girls, accepts a dinner invitation from her friend Chrissy, who has a preteen daughter of her own. This evening will change Darlene’s life in a big way.

Who is Teaching Who?
An experienced teacher, now a tutor, finds her beautiful young student is in charge.

By Bad Fred –

Amy’s New Friend
Little Amy has no one to play with, until Veronica comes along.

My Sister Megan: A Playful Tale of Incest
Taking her younger sister out on a special secret date to celebrate the girl’s fifteenth birthday…

Seducing Anne, by Bad Fred
Katey and Hailey agree on a contest: which of them can entice the new girl Anne into bed first? It’s a friendly rivalry that quickly gets complicated.

By Barbie Doll –

Barbie Has Her Way, 2 parts
Twelve-year-old Barbie has a serious craving for older women. This is the story of how she picks up a divorced mother in a shopping mall, and what happens afterward.

By Biker Guy –

Wild West, 2 parts
When twelve-year-old Allison loses her parents in a twister, a passing female cowboy named CJ offers help, friendship and more.

By BlueJean –

The Beekeeper’s Daughters, 10 chapters (see Chapter Links for descriptions)
A mysterious forest spirit and an awakening interest in their bodies will unite two little girls with their mother in a beautiful, magical way.

Selkie Days, 5 chapters (see Chapter Links for descriptions)
Eleven-year-old Hailey is sent to stay with her aunt and uncle for a few weeks in their seaside town. There, she will embark on an incredible personal adventure involving folklore, magic and her ripening sexuality.

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By C. Cat –

The Latchmore Fairies, 11 chapters
Single mother Amanda and her eleven-year-old daughter Katie find new love when a beloved garden estate offers Katie the opportunity to become one of their fairies, whose duty and privilege it is to shower affection on other little girls who visit… as well as a few lucky grown women.

By callmeQ67 –

Summer Love, 7 chapters
Two rich suburban lesbians have fun seducing local teenagers. They enjoy being rivals, and 13-year-old Courtney is the latest prize to be won.

By Candy Kane –

Babysitting Kim
When bi-curious teen Julie gets to look after twelve-year-old Kim for the weekend, she finds herself very much attracted to the younger girl. Little does she know that Kim has similar feelings for her babysitter.

Girls Loving Girls
A pair of lesbian twins, who also happen to be lovers, get the chance to add extra spice to an evening at home when a neighbor asks them to babysit her eleven-year-old daughter.

Lea and the High Priestess
It is the night of Lea’s initiation ceremony, where she shall learn the sweet, secret delights of love with a certain special woman.

By Cartman94 –

Two Sisters, One Second
Lana finds herself struggling with a secret crush on her big sister Brianna. Some secrets, however, are awfully hard to keep…

By Cassandra Blue –

A Beautiful Day
An 11-year-old girl fakes being sick so she can stay from school and spend time with someone special.

First Light of Day
A woman on the run returns to a home where she is no longer welcome — to steal a furtive moment of love with her 11-year-old niece.

Julie’s Burning Temptation
Julie has never experienced any kind of attraction to an underage girl before. Now, she can’t help but be drawn to eleven-year-old Amanda.

Lost But Not Forgotten
Poetic impressions of young love.

A Warm Place, 3 parts
After driving off the road in a storm, a woman finds herself being seduced by a sexy fourteen-year-old girl.

By Cassie –

Shooting with Helena  – 7 chapters
Cassie is persuaded by younger sister Helena to team up with her for an erotic photo session. She is uneasy about the whole idea at first, but it will lead to Cassie making some thrilling discoveries about her sibling — and herself.

Silver Lining  – 6 chapters
After a painful breakup and a thus-far fruitless search for the birth sister she’d never known she had, Justine goes on holiday — and is surprised to find herself exploring the erotic possibilities of sex with another woman.

By Cathy Uy –

Linda, Cathy, and Sandy
Things get ugly when Cathy gets caught spying on big sister Sandy’s lesbian activities — then things get very interesting indeed.

By Cheryl Taggart –
Aunt Lisa’s Summer with Jenny, 8 chapters (see Chapter Links for descriptions)
First, her 12-year-old niece, then the neighbor girls, and then her own young daughters — from interesting, to exciting, to volcanic!

Finding My Sister
A lifelong desire for a sister to love surprisingly, and happily, comes true.

Island of Joys, 9 chapters so far (see Chapter Links for descriptions)
Two women and their young daughters traveling to Australia from their homes in San Francisco become shipwrecked on a desert island in the Pacific.

I Was the Daughter of a Porn Star, 88 chapters (see Chapter Links for descriptions)
A grown woman looks back at the incredible, wonderful — and sometimes upsetting — story of her life.

Little, 5 chapters (see Chapter Links for descriptions)
A young woman makes a special birthday wish that comes true, which also ends up allowing her certain freedoms and possibilities. Based on an idea I had upon first seeing the movie Big.

Matinee
Needing a place to think, a woman takes a seat in a dark movie theater, where she encounters a set of 12-year-old twin girls who……

Michelle’s Tickling Game, 2 parts
An ‘innocent’ game of tickling leads to delightful pleasures for a girl, her babysitter, and the girl’s mother.

Midnight Awakening in Amherst
The love between two women can be overwhelming, and nothing is better to awake to than your partner’s passion.

Monica’s Discovery
When twelve-year-old Monica snoops through her mother’s secret porno collection, she sets off a chain of events that will lead to her learning more about sex than she ever could from an adult DVD.

My Cumming of Age
A 12-year-old girl learns about pornography, sex toys, and much more during a wonderful weekend with her 22-year-old caretaker.

Nanny for a Night, 11 chapters (see Chapter Links for descriptions)
Working as a babysitter for beach tourists is a job that ‘comes’ with great fringe benefits.

Realizations about Writing and Love
A blog entry and open-letter of love to my wife, Lisa.

Rhonda’s Delightful Daughter
Rhonda raised her daughter to be sexually guilt-free — and the results are better than she could have hoped.

Sisters in Love
For three young sisters – age 12, 14, and 16 – curiosity about sex leads to joyous discoveries.

Susan’s Rendezvous with Cheryl 
A woman makes arrangements to meet a 13-year-old girl she has fallen in love with online.

The Secret Society of the Pussycats Club, 31+ chapters (see Chapter Links for descriptions)
Two sexually precocious girls decide to form a secret club and are soon joined by a pair of lesbian schoolteachers. (My first effort at erotica; the positive response is the reason I continued to write.)

Tracy’s Dilemma and the Tapestry It Weaves, 19 chapters so far (see Chapter Links for descriptions)
Tracy has a problem, but there IS a solution!

Waltz of Desires, 4 chapters
Looking for a soul mate who shares her ‘special interests’, a young teacher finds more than she ever hoped for.

When the Past Meets the Present, 5 chapters (see Chapter Links for descriptions)
Mom, a chronic masturbator, discovers her 9-year-old daughter humping her teddy bear. Can you guess what happens next?

By Chrestomathist –

Melinda + Kendra
A grown woman, straight (she thinks), finds herself falling hard for a young teenage girl.

Melinda + Kendra + Jackie
The woman is now involved with a second teenage girl as well. But that’s not the end.

Melinda + Kendra + Jackie + Jess
A pair of fourteen-year-old lesbian lovers — one of them her own daughter — and a still younger girl enters the picture.

Melinda + Kendra + Jackie + Jess = Love
Coming to terms with incest, with underage lesbian sex, and loving it all.

By Chrissy Larkin –

Amanda and Her Mom
When Amanda’s ass hurts after a spanking from her father, Mom is there to make everything better.

The Cuddle
While snuggling with her teenage daughter, a mother gets caught up in the beauty of the moment.

By Christene –

Intimate Flowers  – 2 parts
While trying to save a foundering relationship with her partner Meredith, Carmen finds a truer, more passionate love… in the last place she expected it to be.

Just Being With You
Sixteen-year-old Alexis has been madly in love with her own mother for over a year, afraid to share her true feelings. This evening, she will somehow summon up the courage she needs.

Pursuit of Happiness – 2 parts
America, circa 1944: Two sisters are separated by war — and by love. Will fate bring them together once more?

By Christoff –

The Tutor
Emily is a young woman stuck in her mum’s home during the pandemic — and bored silly. When she gets a job tutoring her neighbor’s twelve-year-old daughter, Emily is surprised to discover that Hannah is no longer the scrawny little kid she remembers.

By Connie Lingus –

Daughter’s Best Friend, 5 chapters
She’d never thought of having sex with women, let alone a young girl. But then her daughter’s friend dropped by…

By cs.unwin –

Falling for Fiona, 2 parts
A 12-year-old girl caught in the rain accepts a ride from the new neighbor, a woman from the big city with some very interesting ideas.

Three Girls in a Tent
A pair of 12-year-old girls on a summer campout receive an unexpected visitor and enjoy some sexy fun.

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By Dirty Girl Sara –

Me and Sara, three parts
Ms. Smith, a divorced middle school teacher, has an unquenchable thirst for young girls.

By DirtyMindedMom –

Family Practice  – 5 chapters
When a girl arrives home for a visit after her first semester at college, she finds that her mother is full of questions for her and makes some kinky confessions.

A Mother’s Touch
No one else can do it like Mom can.

Secrets Between Sisters – 3 parts
Vicky and her sister Dana remember old times … and explore new intimacies.

By Donna and Thom –

New Neighbors, 5 chapters
Two women become acquainted, become attracted, become involved, and more.

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By Ebo –

The Halloween Party – 2 parts
When she sneaks out to go to a high school Halloween bash, thirteen-year-old Megan gets the opportunity to do something she’s never done before — have sex with another girl.

Moonlight Dancers – 3 parts
Kelly, a dance teacher, is infatuated with 12-year-old Vicky… and things get complicated when she is asked to babysit the girl.

The Notebook  – 11 chapters so far (see Chapter Links for descriptions)
Thirteen-year-old Dana is stunned to discover that her stepmother Penny knows about the erotic fiction she writes for the Lesbian Lolita website… and puzzled that Penny doesn’t seem upset about it.

Pint-Sized Picasso
Miranda is a lonely teenage girl who lands a job looking after an eleven-year-old named Tanya… a girl who especially likes doing erotic drawings of her new babysitter.

By eloquent delinquent –

Bad Like Me, 8 chapters so far  (see Chapter Links for descriptions)
Shy, repressed Charlotte secretly explores the pleasures and perils of her budding sexuality, with help from a surprisingly free-spirited new partner.

Honey Loves – Confessions of an Incestuous Mother, 7 chapters
Allison and her six-year-old daughter turn a trip to the market into something very special.

Just This Once
When Sharon’s masturbation session during bath time gets interrupted by her eight-year-old daughter Hayley, she hesitantly allows the child to join her in the tub. Things happen.

Scouting for Girls, 8 chapters so far  (see Chapter Links for descriptions)
The story of ten-year-old Nicole and her adventures with the Forest Girl Explorer Scouts, where she learns about much more than selling cookies.

Sexy Stepsister Spy, 2 parts
Mina and Kristin’s new life as stepsisters leads to closeness, frustration, crushing, peeping, and forbidden delights.

Sunshine Secrets
Julianne passes the time of day with her daughter Claire and Claire’s friend Mandy outdoors, in a tranquil clearing. Clothing is optional.

By Emma Star –

Nina’s True Self Discovered, 4 chapters
A teenage girl learns that her mother has been living a secret life, one of sexual attraction to young girls. She is appalled, but also fascinated.

By Eva –

Driftwood
Taking a walk along the beach results in an unexpected, life-changing discovery.

Healing the Hurt
When a little girl slips and falls, in a way her teacher does too.

Matchmaker
Lana’s nine-year-old daughter Tina wants to help her mommy find someone new to love, but it isn’t a man she’s thinking of — or even a grownup!

Santa’s Coming
A dissatisfied wife and her little girl get a surprise gift that makes their Christmas extra special!

Wet Kisses
A woman by the poolside, a beautiful little girl, and a great deal of moisture.

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By Fantac64 –

Accidental Incest
Shelly is part of a group of girls who like to take turns putting each other through bound and blindfolded sex play for fun. Things take a twisted turn when Shelly’s mom gets brought into the game.

By Foxi –

Big Day for Susie
A young single mother wants naked photos of her eleven-year-old daughter… and she has a lesbian friend who is happy to take them.

By Funtoppings –

Hidden in the snow – 5 chapters.
On a ski trip with her mother, aunt, and cousin, Julie makes a very shocking discovery about the women in her family.

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By Galatea –

A Mirror Darkly, 2 parts
Twin sisters, sixteen years old, brave a storm in the night, then face an adventure in Bangkok.

By Girl Lover –

Alice in Wonderland, 4 chapters so far
Is the old house haunted? Or full of stranger spirits?

Birds in Flight, 10 chapters – (see Chapter Links for descriptions)
When a popular cheerleader takes a bullied ten-year-old girl under her wing, it sets off a chain of events that will affect their lives in a big way.

Caring for Molly, 4 chapters
Looking to earn some money, a teenager agrees to work after school, taking care of a disabled girl.

Darkness Falls, 4 chapters
A lonely young woman meets an equally lonely young girl, except… who and what is this girl, really?

Married With Children, 4 chapters.
A chance meeting at the local pool and a single mother is fascinated by her daughter’s young friend’s beautiful eyes.

Ultimate Surrender, 12 chapters  (see Chapter Links for descriptions)
A story about the attraction between tough lesbian biker chicks and innocent little girls.

An Unlikely Romance  5 chapters
Ten-year-old Akiko starts at a new school and everything seems wonderful, but as Akiko comes to grips with the fact she is attracted to the head cheerleader, her feelings are revealed to other girls, who make life miserable for the young girl.

By Ginny Walker –

My Sister’s Honeymoon
When Jeanie’s fiance skips out on her just before the wedding, she invites her big sister Mindy to join her on the already-paid-for honeymoon… a trip that will bring the sisters closer in some very interesting ways.

By Gladys Stoatpamphlet –

Friday Night at the Club
Jade loves to bring her little girl to the strip club where she works… especially into the rooms where men aren’t allowed.

Making a Sleepover
How to get a lesbian slumber party started.

Snowflake, Icicle, and the Witches
Fairies, nymphs, and witches need love too — not to mention hot nasty lesbian sex!

By GrandMoff –

A Thing to Cling To
One girl’s personal account of some very confusing feelings she has for her sister — and what those feelings led to.

Sketching My Sister – 2 parts
Sixteen-year-old Bara is a fledgling painter whose life as an artist — and as a woman — will change in a big way when older sister Ame becomes her model.

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By Haley Statton –

Kate and Lisa – 2 parts
Lisa’s first visit to the gynecologist leaves the girl thinking that she might be a lesbian… which has the cute teen looking at her mother Kate in a whole new light.

Mother-Daughter Weekend – 2 parts
A weekend in a fancy hotel brings Julie and her teenage daughter Stacy closer than ever before.

By handheld –

Brenda and the Barrel Racers
A teen cowgirl helps eleven-year-old Brenda have her first lesbian experience.

By HardJulia –

Report of the “Leslita” Project
A [fictional] study of sexual attraction and sexual relationships between women and preteen girls.

By Honey West –

The Mark of a Good Babysitter
Ace babysitter Stevie accidentally ends up taking on an unexpected job, looking after two little girls who just got some interesting ideas from a magazine about how girls can have sexy fun with each other. Perhaps their cool new babysitter can teach them even more…?

The Perfect Job
House-sitting and taking care of two sexy young girls.

By hornykate –

Mother and Daughter
Finding pleasure in her little girl’s dirty underwear.

The Seduction of May
After a mother witnesses a young neighbor girl bullying another, she confronts the girl – with unexpected results.

Taking Laura Home, 4 chapters
Giving a lift home to her young daughter’s best friend becomes… complicated.

While the Mouse Was Away the Cat Did Play, 4 chapters
Daughter’s friend comes calling, and finds the mother alone.

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By Jacqueline Jillinghoff –

Blessed Sacrament 3 parts.
Seventh-grader Barbara is experiencing strange, confusing feelings for her teacher, Sister Katherine… feelings that she is suddenly given the opportunity to explore.

Esther and the Enchanted Egg
A young girl named Esther prefers to live her life completely naked. One day, she lends a helping hand to a mysterious old woman, and is rewarded with the gift of an object that possesses some very magical powers.

Floor Show 2 parts
Vickie is fascinated by her ten-year-old daughter’s new friend Kimberly, especially when she discovers that the girls are more than just friends.

The Little Prisoner
In which a college-age lesbian discovers that the ten-year-old daughter of her older lover has a very strange, very exciting fetish that she needs help to explore.

The Mortification of the Flesh
When a young girl in a Catholic school violates an important rule, Sister Lucretia is there to impose her very severe, very delicious form of discipline.

Suck Them Forever
Thirteen-year-old Stacy is an early developer who is sick of the kids at school hounding her about her breasts. Secretly, however, she wants them to be noticed, she wants them to be admired — and she wants them to be touched, as Cat, her little sister, discovers one memorable afternoon.

By Jan Vincent –

This is Love  2 parts.
Annie is a closeted lesbian who has a secret crush on her older sister Lisa. When she ends up attending the same college as Lisa and even rooming with her, Annie discovers that big sister has a secret of her own.

Triumph of the Muses
In ancient Greek mythology, the nine Muses were the inspirational goddesses of literature, science, and the arts. This is their story.

Twin Brides
Brenda has fantasized for years about, one day, marrying her twin sister Sylvia. A silly dream, perhaps… but sometimes even silly dreams can come true.

By JeffB –

Save Room for Dessert
A lesbian who loves underage girls is introduced to a secret club where she can finally realize her obsession.

By Jane Doe –

Another Night Wasted – 5 chapters
Jen is secretly in love with her big sister Lana, who sees that something is troubling her younger sibling, but doesn’t know what or why. Her discovery of Jen’s passion will shake their lives in a big way.

The End of August – 2 parts
Forced to be roommates at boarding school, twin sisters who have never gotten along find they have something very intimate in common.

By JB West –

Greenfield Tales, 12 chapters
Six-year-old Katie gets a scare when her mother Kim falls and injures her head. A police officer named Deena responds to the emergency call and gives Katie a ride to the hospital. There, Deena meets Kim’s sister Rachel and her eight-year-old daughter Emily and quickly realizes that she feels a very intense attraction to the two little girls.

By Jen –

Led Into Shadow, 5 chapters
Young Genevieve discovers that her new stepmother is a denizen of the dark side, and soon comes to yearn for her power — and her body.

By Jen L. Lee –

Kara’s Loving Family
A young mother begins a tradition of intimate love among the women of her family.

By Jeneee –

Kimmy and Samantha, 8 chapters – (see Chapter Links for descriptions)
The adventures of two young sisters with an appetite for lesbian sex, and the interesting ways they find it.

Meet Brit, 7 chapters
A young girl describes the sexual awakening she and her older sister receive at the hands of their loving mother.

More Than Just Friends, 24 chapters
A lesbian mother discovers whole new ways to experience love when her adventurous little girl begins to explore sex with a shy schoolmate.

A Package Deal, 2 parts
A skating accident is the start of something magical between two women and a little girl.

Picture This, 10 chapters – (see Chapter Links for descriptions)
A woman observes a young mother and her little girl shopping for lingerie, which leads to some unexpected excitement.

Teaching Tammie, 2 parts
A young lesbian mother and her lover are caught in the act by her very curious seven-year-old daughter.

By Jessica Brockham –

Babysitting Laura, 4 chapters
Attracted to the single mother next door,  a young woman soon finds herself having similar feelings for her neighbor’s eleven-year-old daughter.

By JetBoy –
Allie’s Visit
When college student Sarah gets a long-awaited visit from her thirteen-year-old sister Allie and they end up sharing a bed, their relationship takes an unexpected but very thrilling twist.

An Afternoon’s Delight, 2 parts
A young mother and her little girl find themselves playing sex games together while sitting around the pool… but things get even wilder when Grandmother shows up.

…and I’ll show you mine, 3 parts
Sisters discover sexual intimacy together at a very early age and become lovers — then get caught in the act by their shocked mom, many years later.

A Daughter’s Seduction, 2 parts
A very interesting afternoon of sunbathing will forever change the lives of a mother and her daughter.

Bathing with Amy
A woman’s bath is interrupted in a very surprising and enjoyable way by her teenage daughter.

Becky and Mommy
Strugling witgh a dangerous desire for little girls — a craving that soon includes her own underage daughter — a mother is tempted in spite of herself when the child wants to be shown how to masturbate.

A Better Life
Single mom Brenda lives from paycheck to paycheck, fighting loneliness by taking home men from singles bars.  But one night, in a despairing mood, Brenda finds love in a place she never thought of looking – in her own home.

Being There For Mom
When Lucy gets a sexy casual girlfriend, she notices that her mother Karen seems uneasy about the relationship. How is she to know that Mom’s feelings are motivated by jealousy and that Karen wants her daughter all to herself?

Cheri Comes Home
On her first trip home from college, newly-bisexual Cheri sees her mom and younger sister in an intriguing new way.

Close-Ups: Images of Desire, 6 chapters (see Chapter Links for descriptions)
While taking pictures of a nine-year-old girl model in the presence of her lesbian mother, a female photographer steers the session in a very unexpected, quite thrilling direction.

Comforting Polly, 2 parts
When an eight-year-old girl gets spanked by her prudish mommy for masturbating, teen babysitter Beth knows a fantastic way to make the child feel better.

Coming Home to Mom
When Wendy gets home from her very first date, Mom has a lovely surprise in store for her.

Expecting, 2 parts
Carly is a lesbian clinician who works extensively with pregnant women. When mother-to-be Tammy and her teen daughter Mist come in for a consultation, the therapy gets especially intense… and pleasurable.

The Facts of Life
Eva wants to teach her thirteen-year-old daughter the basics about sex, but somehow the lesson becomes more about showing than telling.

Fireflies, 3 parts
Marcie, home on break from college, discovers a sexual heat in her mother that she never suspected was there… and finds herself wanting to explore that forbidden passion.

Go Fish
While idly playing cards on a hot day, Fay is given the opportunity to realize the confusing, exciting feelings she has for her fourteen-year-old daughter.

Grammy’s Place
When Darla, along with daughter Miranda, pays her mother Sarah an unexpected visit, they get a shocking surprise that will change their relationship forever.

Her Little Sister Hannah, 2 parts
Home after a painful breakup, teen lesbian Alice finds new love in a way she never expected — with her underage baby sister.

The Hooker, 2 parts
Too many years of unsatisfactory sex in a boring marriage lead a woman to try something she never thought she’d try — and the results are far more than she bargained for.

Honeysuckle, 2 parts
Gladys, a recently divorced mother, meets a very intriguing high school girl at a pool party she’s throwing for her daughter Kellie’s cheer squad — an encounter that will change her life, as well as her relationship with Kellie.

In Pursuit of My Daughter, 3 parts
After years of forbidden desire for her daughter, Gina decides the time has finally come to make her fantasy real.

In the Changing Room
A pair of very daring lesbian sisters pursue sexy fun with two customers who visit their clothing store — an unsuspecting mother and daughter.

A Journey to My Sister
Home after a year in Europe, Allie is astonished at how beautifully her fourteen-year-old sister Carly has ripened… and what very un-sisterly ideas that gives her.

Keri, My Love, 2 parts
Ten-year-old Keri’s interest in watching Mommy breastfeed her infant sister will add a thrilling new direction to their relationship.

Kissing Practice, 2 parts
When 15-year-old Kelly is fearful about her first date, she asks her preteen sister Kris to help her prepare for the big night… and in the process, both girls will learn that some things are more important than boys.

The Latch Key Girl, 2 parts
Chloe finds herself smitten by the 12-year-old girl who lives next door… and will soon learn that the lovely preteen has some special longings of her own.

Learning French
When a popular older girl offers to help fourth-grader Cathy with her French, Cathy will learn more about the language of love than she ever could have imagined.

Love in the Sauna
Angelique and her 13-year-old daughter chat about sex while relaxing in the sauna, then get carried away.

Love is a Circle, 2 parts
A young lesbian’s journey to happiness, and what happened along the way.

Loving Lisa, 11 chapters (see Chapter Links for descriptions)
When her daughter brings a new friend home for a dip in the pool, Roxanne Johnson discovers just how desirable an eleven-year-old girl can be.

Lucky in Love, 6 chapters (see Chapter Links for descriptions)
A mother finds herself ensnared in a wild, wonderful web of sex with her little girls.

Merry Christmas, Girls
It’s the best Christmas ever for Debra and her two teenage daughters.

Mom Comes Calling
A mother’s surprise visit to her daughter’s college dorm room leads to unanticipated and very kinky pleasures.

Mom Goes Wild, 3 parts
Lucy Gable is trying her best to be a virtuous, moral mother, but her oldest daughter has other ideas.

Mommy’s Little Exhibitionist
Little Julie loves to show her naked body off to other women — but her heart will always belong to Mommy.

Mommy’s New Girlfriend
When Clara’s lesbian lover is out of town, her little girl Cheryl has a very interesting plan to make Mommy’s weekend a special one.

Mommy’s Plaything
A young woman recalls a typical night of her childhood life as her mother’s submissive lover.

Mother’s Hidden Desire
Julia makes a life-changing decision after making a shocking discovery about her mother’s sexuality.

A Mother’s Obsession, 2 parts
While investigating the possibility of sex with a woman after the collapse of her marriage, Carrie is shocked when she discovers that the true embodiment of her lesbian desire dwells in her own home.

My Angel Ariel
Chandra meets an underage girl at a nude beach and, captured by unexpected desire, is helpless to resist the temptation to entice her into bed.

My Curious Daughter Brenda
Brenda is back from college, and confesses that she is sexually involved with another girl… and now, her mother can’t stop thinking about it.

My Aunt’s Kinky Game
Eighteen-year-old Teresa is visiting Linda, her aunt, and secret lover, for the first time in a year. Linda decides to spice up their time together by bringing another woman into their bed — the last woman in the world that Teresa would expect to find there!

My Daughter’s Hunger
A woman’s private moment is interrupted in a startling, but most delightful way by her teenage daughter.

My Dominant Sister
Returning home from a lousy party,  Mindy spies on her lesbian sister Susan, who is playing some very kinky games with her lover Paula.

My Hands, Mom’s Body
Freshman college student Kim has had lesbian desires for her mother Sophia for a long while. When Mom pays an impulsive visit, Kim gets an opportunity to make her fantasy happen.

My Vacation with Cherry
Helping her daughter Cherry shave her pubes for the first time so she can wear a sexy new bikini, the girl’s mom gets carried away.

Nothin’ goin’ on but the rent
When dropping by to collect overdue rent from a young single mother, a lesbian landlord gets an unexpected surprise — a very exciting, very pleasurable surprise!

On a Rainy Night
A violent thunderstorm brings unexpected joy into the lives of a young lesbian and her adopted daughter.

Our Children, Our Lovers, 3 parts
After the accidental death of Fay’s sister, she and her lesbian lover Nicky find themselves the guardians of two beautiful young girls — a situation complicated by Nicky and Fay’s sexual desires.

Our Fashion Show
A single mother struggling with a craving for young girls gets carried away when she and her thirteen-year-old daughter model sexy underthings for each other.

Overcoming Mom’s Reluctance, 2 parts
Fifteen-year-old Marcie and her mom Sally each discover that the other prefers women to men, resulting in a risky game of flirtation between mother and daughter. Will it lead to something more?

Princess on Holiday
While vacationing in Italy, Princess Sophia gets an opportunity to explore some very secret, very forbidden desires.

Quality Time
When Kyra has to put her mother and younger sister up for a few days, she wants to make their visit a special one… but they have a surprise waiting for her that guarantees the weekend will be especially thrilling.

Ripples, 37 chapters so far.
Two years after her divorce, single mother Jessica begins to explore love and sex once more. This will lead her into some very wild, very kinky territory, with her family and friends coming along for the ride.

Rowing Lesson
When her sister ends up serving a lengthy prison sentence, Marie finds herself taking care of her ten-year-old niece Melody, she is shocked to discover that her feelings for the child are becoming more like sexual attraction.

Sharing With Mom
When Jenny’s mom takes a lesbian lover, the relationship between mother and daughter changes in a very unexpected, very exciting way.

Shopping With Mom
A seemingly casual trip to the mall turns into much more for a woman and her teenage daughter.

Sister Lickin’ Good
Kim comes up with a novel way to improve the obnoxious attitude of her bratty little sister… a scheme that promises to make her own summer especially pleasurable.

Sister on the Rebound
When two lesbian sisters get dumped at more or less the same time, they choose an unorthodox way of relieving their sexual tension. But what will their mother have to say about it?

Sit in My Lap
On a taxi ride home after a night out drinking, a mother is startled when her daughter makes an unexpected move on her.

So Soft, So Sweet
A young mother comforts her little girl during a thunderstorm, then shows the child a special kind of love.

Spanking Mom
Sarah is utterly inconsolable after the death of her husband, blaming herself for the tragedy, but her daughter Julia has an unorthodox but very thrilling way to help Sarah get past her grief.

The Struggle With Desire, 2 Parts
Kori, a girl of sixteen, suddenly realizes that she is attracted to her older sister Janice… then, she discovers similar feelings for her mother Sharon. How will she deal with these unexpected desires?

Susie’s Diary, 13 chapters (see Chapter Links for descriptions)
The story of a thirteen-year-old’s introduction to lesbian love in the mid-Sixties, told in her own words.

Taffy
My daughter Taffy is nine, soon to be ten, and I adore her more than words can say.

Tempting Her Mommy
Evelyn, a secretly gay single mother, begins to see her thirteen-year-old daughter Cyndi in an unsettling new way. She struggles to resist, but young Cyndi is having fantasies of her own about girl/girl sex…

Tucked In
Helen says goodnight to her twelve-year-old niece Julia in a very special, very intimate way.

The Two Ends of the Leash
When Kris extends a helping hand to her broke sister Megan, the offer comes with a very personal price attached.

Wanting Amber
Cari is guilt-ridden over a newly-discovered lustful desire that she feels for little girls. What will happen when Cari’s ten-year-old sister offers her the chance to explore these feelings?

Wanting a Girl, 2 parts
Although Lesley can’t help having certain dangerous longings, she’s sure she’ll never do anything to make them real — not until the moment is seized by a very impatient, very lusty young girl.

Welcome Home, Sweetheart
Susie’s mom is eager to share a new and very lovely experience with her twelve-year-old daughter when the girl gets home from school.

Where the Heart Is
When I’m feeling down, my mother has a special way of making me feel loved — and wanted.

By Joanne –

Back to Front
Indulging in memories of private intimacies with her daughter as a child… now dreaming of exploring those same pleasures with her granddaughter.

By Jody and Lisa –

Goodnight
After Jenny is thrown out by her parents for being gay, she crashes at her sister’s apartment — only to discover that she isn’t alone in her love for other girls.

By Joe Dornish –

Sweet Poppy  21 chapters (see Chapter Links for descriptions)
A ten-year-old English girl named Poppy is about to embark on a sexual journey like no other, assisted by her own mother and many other women and girls. Join her for the ride, won’t you?

By Jojo Starr –

Daria’s Dreams, 5 chapters
Daria has a repetitive dream which is exciting, intriguing, and then frightening.

By Jos Mous –

Dancing on the Edge – 4 chapters
Sam’s life becomes complicated when her younger sister Mac shows up on her doorstep, having been kicked out of house and home by their dad… and she won’t tell Sam why.

By J.R. Hartley –

Merging, 7 chapters so far, more to come
Clair’s visit to her new friend Leia’s home leads to a confession and a great deal more!

By JT Ozman –

The Gymnast
A lesbian gymnastics instructor finds herself smitten by a new student, a lovely girl of fourteen, and determines to do something about it.

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By KaiaKitty –

The Dream Book
While writing in her diary, a girl experiences a magical encounter with a woman from another world — where things are very different from ours.

In My Room
A little girl dreams about her fairy mother.

By Karen Cypher –

The Bus
A young woman enjoys an erotic encounter with a stranger.

Impossible Moments, 2 parts
Crossing boundaries, breaking taboos, to satisfy a mutual desire and share a deep love.

Short Ride
Samantha takes a ride on the train, only to discover her secret wish.

By Karin Halle –

The Art of Love, The Love of Art, Part One: Only One Wish
When a terminally ill girl of fourteen announces that she wants to experience sex before she dies, her mother struggles with the idea… then a solution unexpectedly presents itself.

The Art of Love, The Love of Art, Part Two: By Invitation Only, 2 chapters
After the loss of her daughter Larissa, Karin moves to a different town. There she makes a new friend: a single mother who gives the grieving Karin the chance to experience love again.

The Art of Love, The Love of Art, Part Three: Louise’s Portfolio
Karin and her artistic young lover Louise encounter an even younger girl named Chantel at a gallery opening, where they school her in art… and more.

Connecting Flight
When stewardess Adeline meets an unhappy thirteen-year-old named Carolanne who has been left to fly on her own, she takes the girl under her wing. Later, she finds that Carolanne has a lovely way of expressing her gratitude.

Grace of the Lady Elgin, 3 parts
When fourteen-year-old Susannah Croft discovers a naked, unconscious young girl washed up on a beach, she brings her home, not knowing how this castaway will change everything — for herself, and her mother.

Not Like Other Girls, 3 parts
When fifteen-year-old Melody learns that her private parts have never fully developed and that her sex life may never be a normal one, she is devastated at first — then learns how much family and friends can help in times of personal crisis.

Season of Goodwill
Feeling sorry for her newly-divorced neighbor Anita, fourteen-year-old Josie gets permission to bring a Christmas feast over to her house. That day, Anita’s loneliness will become a thing of the past — and Josie will experience love for the first time.

Street Story
When Helen saves an underage prostitute from her vicious pimp, she offers the young girl a place to spend the night… a decision that will change both their lives.

When Fourteen is Eight, 3 parts
When Dana’s daughter Jolie was young, a head injury left her mental capacity stranded at the age of eight. Now she is six years older, beginning to experience strange feelings and sensations in her body. How will Dana help Jolie through this crucial phase of the child’s life?

By Karyn O –

Remembering Mom
Looking back to the time when she was a girl… how things began and then progressed.

By Kathy-Anne Niemann –

Jane and Nicole
The story of a married woman seduced by a teenage babysitter.

Melinda, My Love
Seventh-grade teacher Carrie has a hopeless crush on a 12-year-old girl in her class, and has finally decided to do something about it.

By Kelly Ann –

Mommy’s Lip Gloss
Kelly’s mom wears a lip gloss that has a very distinctive taste.

By Kids Loving Kids –

Just Try It
Jen goes down on her four-year-old sister for the amusement — and pleasure — of her friends.

By Kinky_Becky –

Dear Mom: I Want You – 2 parts
When Becky snoops through her mother’s private things and discovers that Mom has some very secret, very powerful passions, she decides to make use of this knowledge in an extremely risky way.

By kinkychic –

Adventure in the Bush– 6 chapters (see Chapter Links for descriptions)
Twenty-year-old Maddie decides to visit her birthplace in South Africa, accompanied by her younger sister (and secret lover) Lucy. It turns out to be quite the adventure.

A Bordello in New Orleans – 7 chapters
Frances is an eleven-year-old girl of mixed race who lives in New Orleans with her mother at the end of the 1700s, a time of considerable political turmoil. She is about to embark on a personal journey of a lifetime, one that will involve war, commerce, pleasure, and, ultimately, true love.

Captain Bren and the Royal Siren – 9 chapters (see Chapter Links for descriptions)
The saga of female pirate Captain Bren, her lover Marianna, and her band of pirates resumes.

Like a Ghost in the Night Thirteen-year-old Lian is receiving strange visitations in the depth of the night from… well, she’s not sure. It’s female, with long hair, and is causing Lian to see her best friend Rosie in a whole new way.

My Sister’s Trap After Becky enjoys an afternoon of illicit pleasure with her seductive twelve-year-old niece Jess, her younger sister Lucy finds out — and uses this information to blackmail Becky into giving her some of what Jess got.

My Weekend Awakening (And What it Led to) – 5 parts
The story of a teenage girl with a love for motorcycles: how she discovers her sexuality, explores her newfound knowledge, has some very wild times and eventually finds true love… in a place she’d never thought of looking.

Queen of the Pirates – 7 chapters (see Chapter Links for descriptions)
The sea saga of a young girl named Bren and her life on a pirate ship, loving beautiful girls and women along the way.

Ripe for the Picking A young girl on a berry-picking expedition makes a new friend — and finds herself hoping their friendship might become something more.

The Secret Passage
Upon moving to a new home in the country, thirteen-year-old Bee stumbles upon a mysterious magic that lurks there, intent upon showing the young girl the pleasures just waiting to be discovered in her ripening body.

By kinkys_sis –

Adventure in the Bush– 6 chapters (see Chapter Links for descriptions)
Twenty-year-old Maddie decides to visit her birthplace in South Africa, accompanied by her younger sister (and secret lover) Lucy. It turns out to be quite the adventure.

Alison’s Adventures – The Beach
A middle-aged woman is rescued from a frustrating day when she meets and gets to know a gorgeous and very bold girl of thirteen.

Beautiful Evelyn, Beautiful Bee– 3 parts
A teenage girl finds herself attracted to a painfully shy girl of eleven, and decides to do something about it.

Bella Donna, The Little Witch
After she falls down a steep hill while jogging, Liz is taken in, cared for and more by a gypsy family with a very special little girl.

Captain Bren and the Royal Siren – 9 chapters (see Chapter Links for descriptions)
The saga of female pirate Captain Bren, her lover Marianna, and her band of pirates resumes.

A Girl in the Night
Sonya, a teenage girl, encounters a homeless fourteen-year-old Ukrainian refugee named Erica in a local park. Moved by Erica’s story, she takes the girl home, where Sonya’s mom insists she stay rather than return to the street. Soon, Sonya and Erica will become friends… then more.

Like a Ghost in the Night Thirteen-year-old Lian is receiving strange visitations in the depth of the night from… well, she’s not sure. It’s female, with long hair, and is causing Lian to see her best friend Rosie in a whole new way.

A Pair of Blue Panties Thirteen-year-old Bee is enthralled by a younger girl named Rose after getting a glimpse under her skirt.

My Sister’s Trap After Becky enjoys an afternoon of illicit pleasure with her seductive twelve-year-old niece Jess, her younger sister Lucy finds out — and uses this information to blackmail Becky into giving her some of what Jess got.

Queen of the Pirates – 7 chapters (see Chapter Links for descriptions)
The sea saga of a young girl named Bren and her life on a pirate ship, loving beautiful girls and women along the way.

The Teacher’s Forbidden Love
A lesbian teacher becomes obsessed with a twelve-year-old girl in her English class, one who longs to be a writer and needs a little extra help. Will their lessons bring them especially close?

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By LesLuv –

My Concubine and I, 2 parts
It all begins when teen lesbian Lisa spies a beautiful little girl in a cafe who likes to flash her panties.

By LF –

Fighting Sisters
Two teenage sisters locked in endless conflict learn that hatred sometimes can conceal a very different kind of passion.

By Lily –

Dana’s Crush
Fifteen-year-old Dana has been secretly in love with the single mother next door for years… and on one magical night, she gets the opportunity to make her fantasy real.

By Little Alison –

Lynn, 10 chapters
Engaging in webcam sex with a budding lesbian of 12, Lynn is stunned when she discovers the child’s true identity.

By Lori’s Mommy –

Loving My Lori, 2 parts
Exploring her options after divorce, newly-single mother Mandy discovers an unexpected attraction to young girls… a desire that soon grows to enfold her eight-year-old daughter Lori.

By Louisa May –

Crush, 4 chapters
Nora is shocked and incredibly aroused to learn that a young girl of twelve is nursing a secret passion for her.

Lily Robin, 6 chapters
A teenager has no desire to babysit the neighbor’s little girl, until she discovers the lovely desires this child can arouse.

A Model Companion, 2 parts so far
Two models, a young woman, and a girl of eleven discover a mutual attraction that takes their relationship beyond the boundaries of friendship.

Sasha’s Counsel, 2 parts
Sasha is a little girl who very much knows what she wants… to bend older girls and women to her will. At the age of ten, she sets her sights on babysitter Marcia. Thus begins a dominant sexual relationship that will last into Sasha’s adulthood, when Marcia has a very interesting little girl of her own…

Stagestruck, 4 chapters
A professional actress finds herself smitten by an eleven-year-old girl, and is unable to resist the temptation.

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By mal –

Posing With My Daughter
A woman persuades her teenage daughter to pose with her in an erotic photo session, which adds an intriguing new sensibility to their relationship.

By MargaretSexyMum –

Cinderella
The familiar fairy tale told with an intriguing twist.

By Marie Marshall –

Her Last Touch
On their final evening together, two estranged sisters temporarily reconcile in a surprisingly passionate way.

By Marie LeClaire –

The Dress Shop
A lonely lesbian gets an unexpected treat when a mother and daughter visit her dress store around closing time, looking for something “sexy” for the girl.

By Maverick –

My Lonely Mother, 2 parts
Hannah’s mother has gone through a painful divorce and has yet to recover. On one special Valentine’s Day, Hannah is determined to show her mom just how special — and how loved — she really is.

By Mia Ireland –

Midnight Clear
Christmas Eve is an especially loving time for little Ammy and her mama.

By Michelle –

My Summer with Erin, 5 chapters
The story of a young single woman discovering her true nature, and her special relationship with a little girl named Erin.

By Mindy Max –

Mommy and Thea
A mother finds herself falling in love with her underage daughter, and is surprised to learn that little Thea harbors some very special feelings of her own for Mommy.

By Misty Meadow –

Au Pair, 6 chapters  (see Chapter Links for descriptions)
Desperate to find somewhere she can afford to live in London, a young lesbian accepts a live-in job looking after a preteen girl — and her life soon gets complicated in a big way.

Dancing for Miss Darling
Desperately in love with her gym teacher, twelve-year-old Misty decides to seduce her with an erotic dance.

My Amazing Mum, 6 parts
I love my mum in ways a daughter isn’t really supposed to. Now, finally, Mum might be ready to love me the same way… and I can be a lesbian for real!

My China Doll
A young girl presents a beautiful gift to her mother.

My Daughter’s Secrets, 3 parts
When a lesbian mother accidentally finds her preteen daughter’s diary, she is unable to resist the urge to peek inside — and what she finds there will change their relationship in some very startling ways.

Point of View, 2 parts
A lesbian exhibitionist discovers that the little girl just across the way from her flat has tastes very similar to her own.

Talking to My Daughter
Mommy has some delightful and very wicked ideas she wants to explore when her little girl gets home from school.

Three Little Girls in a Tree
On her way home from school, an 11-year-old finds a lovely surprise awaiting her while walking through the woods.

Titty’s a Naughty Girl
Titania is a lewd, wicked, naughty eleven-year-old lesbian… and her aunt couldn’t be any happier about that!

Two Little Girls and Their Gym Teacher, 2 parts
Mom finds that her daughter has some interesting school friends, along with a very interesting gymnastics coach.

Works of Art
A mother and her daughter scheme to promote the sexuality of underage girls — and gratify adults who love them — on the walls of art galleries.

By mom.anne –

The Unmapped Path, 4 chapters
After accidentally witnessing two little girls making love, a single mother begins to think of her daughters in a whole new way.

By Mommy Janice –

A Mother/Daughter Journey, 4 chapters so far
A story about the growing intimacy between single mom Janice and her little girl, Angie.

By Moonglow –

Missy’s Games
Missy, her big sister Chelsea and her mommy Shawna are incestuous lovers, with a special emphasis on anal play. Their Friday night gets even wilder when they entice a pizza delivery girl into their lewd antics.

By Mr. Toasty –

The Descent of Venus
When a teenage girl’s beloved cousin and aunt pay a visit for the first time in years, long-hidden passions are finally revealed.

By MsBev –

My Midnight Angel
While tucked up and cozy in her warm bed, a young single mother gets an unexpected, but quite pleasurable late-night visit from her little girl.

By Muffi –

Kirsten’s First Experience, 2 parts
Teenage lesbian Jess is thrilled to learn that nine-year-old neighbor girl Kirsten, who Jess regularly looks after as a favor for the girl’s mother, has a big crush on her.

Mommy, Show Me How, 2 parts
When ten-year-old Jenny discovers that her mom has sex fantasies about her, she decides to make the first move herself.

My Niece Janelle, 10 chapters
In between relationships, thirty-something lesbian Meagan is experiencing unexpected feelings for her nine-year-old niece Janelle, who is trying to make friends with a sad, shy girl from her school.

By My Girls –

She Knows
A still-in-the-closet middle-aged lesbian, and a very special nine-year-old girl.

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By Naughty Mommy –
Bambi at the Beach, 6 chapters (see Chapter Links for descriptions)
A new adventure begins for little Bambi and her sexy, seductive mother in this sequel to The Lost Girl Game (see below).

Childhood Memories
Sensual recollections from a young girl’s life, age five to fifteen.

Cocktail Waitress
It’s certainly not a perfect job, but what job is? And anyway, it’s all worth it, because…

Comforting My Little Girl
A shy single mom and her equally shy 11-year-old daughter find they may not really need anyone else.

Cupcakes
Taking care of the young neighbor girls after school, and giving them special treats.

Every Sunday Night, 2 parts
Two lucky little girls in a dirty little story.

The Family Kiss, 2 parts
Handing down special knowledge from generation to generation.

Getting Big
A young girl comes to her mother’s room one night with questions.

In Her Room
Day after day, it seems, she gets a little bit closer. But how far will she finally go?

In the Closet, 2 parts
Special things sisters do while their parents are away.

The Joy of Lake Tahoe, 4 chapters
Our old friends Julie and Kate meet a new friend while visiting their aunt in Nevada.

The Joy of Looking, 133 chapters so far  (see Chapter Links for descriptions)
An epic, novel-length story describing the sexual adventures of a beautiful mom and her three daughters.

The Lost Girl Game, 9 chapters  (see Chapter Links for descriptions)
A precocious little girl named Bambi seems to be lost. But is she really?

Maternal Closeness
A young mother worries that her intimacy with her daughter may have crossed too many boundaries.

Maternal Exhibitionism
A fictionalized academic study, presented for your pleasure.

Nanna Comes to Help, 4 chapters  (see Chapter Links for descriptions)
When Stacie has to leave town on a business trip, she asks her mother to stay with her little girl for a week.

Perfectly Natural, 2 parts
Love and affection between a mom and her daughter, what could be more natural or more beautiful?

Perverse Pleasures, 2 parts
Some things are better enjoyed when risk is involved.

Secrets, 25 chapters  (see Chapter Links for descriptions)
Shelly has a secret she just has to tell someone. And it turns out she’s not the only one with something to hide!

Serendipity, 60 chapters  (see Chapter Links for descriptions)
As several families of moms and girls cross paths in San Diego, they all discover new kinds of intimacy.

Sheila, Bridget, and the Girls, 6 chapters  (see Chapter Links for descriptions)
Sisters Bridget and Sheila have three young daughters between them, more than enough to keep their hands full.

Showing Amanda, 4 chapters  (see Chapter Links for descriptions)
A mother takes her 10-year-old daughter’s sex education into her own hands.

A Special Request, 2 parts
A call girl is asked to play the role of an 11-year-old girl named Kathy… by Kathy’s mother!

Spying on Hallie, 3 parts
When a mom overhears her teenage daughter masturbating, she’s tempted to take the next step, and then the next.

Teaching the Girls, 25 chapters (see Chapter Links for descriptions)
A 16-year-old is hired to provide yoga instruction for a group of young girls, but her private lessons end up going much further than she ever expected.

Telling My Story, 4 chapters
Passing down the pleasures of lesbian incest from generation to generation.

The Thunderstorm
Late at night in bed, a pair of teenage sisters create heat lightning of their own.

Two Moms, 25 chapters (see Chapter Links for descriptions)
Lia has moved to a different city, where she’s started at a new school and made a new best friend… a girl with a very interesting mom.

Well, why not? 2 parts
A lonely single mom comes to question her beliefs about what’s right and what’s wrong.

By Nellie of Sweden –

The Larsson Treatment
A meeting of like minds aboard a Scandinavian ferryboat.

A Little Grey Mouse, 2 parts
An adolescent lesbian playing fun games with a five-year-old girl.

My Summer with Erica, 6 chapters
Eight-year-old Nellie’s sexual awakening with her fifteen-year-old cousin Erica.

By No One –

Happenstance, 6 chapters
After being prompted by a stranger online, two young girls try kissing each other.

Ice and Fire, 3 parts
Nerdy teen Riley is nonplussed to discover that the hottest girl in school is attracted to her, especially since she isn’t gay… still, why not accept a date with her and see how things go?

Idol, 3 parts
Nine-year-old Zoe is obsessed with pop star Shana Belle. When she wins a contest to spend a day with her idol, Zoe will discover that Shana has a very special, very exciting secret.

Idol II, 4 parts
A year after her first sexual fling with 10-year-old Zoe, teen pop star Shana Belle is on tour again, and performing a gig very near Zoe’s town. They make plans to get together again — only this time, Zoe has a special treat in store for her older lover.

The New Girl, 2 parts
When obliged to invite a new student from school to her sleepover, thirteen-year-old River worries that the presence of Alyssa, a girl she barely knows, will put a damper on an evening of sexy fun with her best girlfriends. However, there’s much more to this new girl than meets the eye…

A New Hope, 2 parts
Emilia is a lesbian of sixteen who has yet to do more than kiss a girl. But when she babysits eleven-year-old Stella, Emilia is startled to learn that the adorable young girl is experienced in some very intriguing ways — and eager to share what she knows.

Remnants, 3 parts
Many years in the future, scavenger Rain finds an artifact, one with the potential to give her limitless pleasure.

Unexpected Delights, 10 chapters  (see Chapter Links for descriptions)
Twelve-year-old Chloe has a hopeless crush on her best friend’s big sister Nettie. Little does she know that Nettie has noticed her interest, and isn’t at all bothered by it.

By Nuit du Loup –

Broken Monster, 12 chapters
A girl of twelve becomes a lesbian vampire and discovers a thirst for more than just blood.

Learning Phase, 14 chapters – (see Chapter Links for descriptions)
Isana, a skilled practitioner of sorcery who is partially woman, partially cat, and completely lesbian, gets an important assignment: to train three young girls in the rudiments of her craft. In the process, she and her students will achieve a very special closeness.

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By Openmindedwoman –

How My Niece Juli Came To Be My Vixen, 12 chapters so far  (see Chapter Links for descriptions)
Casual, intimate nudity leads to more… much more.

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By PanWhoWrites –

Redheads Waiting, 2 parts
Gradually realizing that she feels sexual desire for her twin daughters, Joanna figures out a novel way to get the girls thinking along the same lines.

By Passing Cloud –

School Memories, 6 chapters
Looking back at the fun and exciting ways that young girls can learn about sex from one another.

By Pretty Pink Taco –

Arizona Nights, 2 chapters so far.
Ten-year-old Isabel is confused: Why does her big sister Adriana seem to hate her as a younger sibling, yet also want her as a lover?

Earth Mother,
A free-spirited woman elects to lead a private life with her adorable baby girl.

I Couldn’t Stop, 2 parts
A young lifeguard, coming to terms with an unexplored attraction to other girls, becomes increasingly fascinated by a certain eight-year-old cutie who hangs around the pool.

Home for the Holidays, 2 parts
A confident and beautiful daughter returns home for Christmas to her father, and mother, who is also her lover.

By Puella Amante –

Pretty Little Waif, 3 parts
The year is 1943. With her husband away at war, Evelyn Johnson is trying to earn a few extra dollars as a sales lady at the local Woolworths. Then one day, a 9-year-old girl steps into her changing room to try on a dress…

By Purple Les –

Adventure of the Amazing Invisible Girl: A Bedtime Story, 2 parts
When little Alice convinces herself that she can vanish at will, it leads to the kind of naughty fun that few girls of six ever get to enjoy.

Knuckle Ridge, 9 chapters.  (see Chapter Links for descriptions)
Returning from her travels (as described in “Tears of the Sun”) The Tequila Kid stumbles into a whole new adventure — one filled with danger, seduction, and sex.

My Family, Friends, and Sex, 33 chapters  (see Chapter Links for descriptions)
The exciting sexual adventures of a young curious girl.

Stranger in the Family, 2 chapters so far  (see Chapter Links for descriptions)
When eleven-year-old Kelly ends up with total amnesia after she is struck by lightning, her personality changes in some truly startling ways. Her family is startled at first, but Kelly eventually manages to draw them and their neighbors into her way of thinking.

Tears of the Sun, 13 chapters  (see Chapter Links for descriptions)
After routing a gang of outlaws, the female Texas Ranger known as The Tequila Kid finds a lost little girl in the badlands. Could this child have some connection to the murders The Kid is working to solve?

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By Rachael Ross –

Love Letter
A teenage girl has an unexpected, scary, and extremely thrilling first sexual encounter in a public place.

By Rachael Yukey –

Pages from a Diary, 12 chapters so far  (see Chapter Links for descriptions)
Mallory, a bright but lonely Christian girl of eleven, gets to know a girl named Julie. Their friendship will turn Mallory’s life upside down in unexpected and very exciting ways. 

Strange Brew, 23 chapters  (see Chapter Links for descriptions)
Nettie Hastings is a paramedic struggling with her secret attraction to underage girls, as well as a traumatic past that haunts her dreams. Now a new, mysterious drug is sending young locals to the emergency room in the small town where she works. It’s a lot for one woman to deal with…

By Rainbow Brite –

My Angel Mistress, 2 parts
One mother’s experiences as the pregnant, submissive sex toy of her strong-willed twelve-year-old daughter.

By Randi Patterson –

Caryn – 2 parts
Fourteen-year-old Kris is involved in a blissfully happy lesbian relationship with Terry, an older woman… but she also longs to explore love with her best friend Caryn. Luckily, Terry is willing to help her little lover realize this fantasy.

By Rebecka –

Blue Christmas
The story of an off-and-on lesbian courtship, lasting from childhood until a very special Christmas.

Snow Angels, 3 parts
Trapped overnight on a school bus, Ellen and Agnes stay warm during a snowstorm by snuggling close together.

The Trouble with Mom
Two young sisters are caught in the act by their mother while having sex with each other. Mom is furious — but is there more to her anger than meets the eye?

By Regina A –

A Week in the Life  – 2 parts.
Single mother Carol is having a very interesting day. First, she discovers that her teenage daughter Paula is exploring lesbian sex, then she finds a new female friend for herself on a chat site.

By Right There –

The Wedding Present
Nell is minutes away from marrying a solid, dependable guy… but then her big sister Bobbi shows up unexpectedly with a strap-on cock, intent on reminding Nell who she really belongs to.

By Rosey M –

Ashley’s Love, Book One – 7 chapters (see Chapter Links for descriptions)
Sisters Ashley and Rhonda have a long, complicated history as sisters… sometimes, more than sisters. Can they overcome a troublesome home life to find shared happiness? This is their story.

What’s With That Girl?
Every day, Robyn and her seventh-grade friends have to put up with constant flirting from their openly gay classmate Sarah. It’s awkward and embarrassing… but why does Robyn keep thinking about her?

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By Samantha Luvsya –

Love Lessons for Lisa, 2 parts
An unexpected babysitting assignment results in a wonderful weekend of discovery.

By Sammy –

Creative Writing
As a home-school assignment, a teenage girl writes a “personal essay” about her very special intimate relationship with her teacher, who also happens to be her mother.

Pixie in Pink, 4 chapters
Memories of child-raising, laundry sniffing, lesbian lust and mother-daughter love.

Redesign for Living, 3 parts
It’s not easy for a mom to raise a young daughter who’s a movie star – and the object of her sexual fantasies!

By Sapphmore –

Ripples, 37 chapters so far  (see Chapter Links for descriptions)
Two years after her divorce, single mother Jessica begins to explore love and sex once more. This will lead her into some very wild, very kinky territory, with her family and friends coming along for the ride.

By Sarah –

Eros and Agape
When her younger sister Allie pays Sarah a visit, they share a bed on the first night, leading them to discover a beautiful new kind of intimacy.

By SarahJ –

X-Rated
A lesbian on the prowl gets lucky when she encounters a curious ten-year-old in a neighborhood cinema.

By Serret –

Like a Dream
Ada feels humiliation when her sister Katrina catches her masturbating while they share a bed — then her sibling responds in a way that catches Ada completely by surprise. Is she dreaming… or is Katrina really coming on to her?

By Shay –

Good Things Come in Threes
Recovering from a painful breakup, Raven finds love and comfort in the arms of her mother… and her mother’s wife.

Lucky Charm
When Janeen returns home to her parents in defeat after dropping out of school, her younger sister Shammy is there to make things better… to make her feel loved.

Snooks
Two sisters, each so different — like night and day, moonlight and sunshine. But on this night they complete each other, and the two will become one.

What Do You Want?
A mysterious coming-of-age ceremony gives Carolyn the opportunity to express the forbidden desire she’s always kept secret — even from herself.

By Sheilamuffin –

Don’t Ask Me What Happened
What’s a mother to do when she awakens in the middle of the night, only to find that her naked eight-year-old daughter is kneeling over her face?

By Shuraz –

Catherines’s Submission
Catherine’s wild, irresponsible daughter Sandra is driving her to distraction. But on this one special night, Catherine will uncover the girl’s dark secret… and the truth about herself.

By Shyla Tease –

Getting to Know the Girl Next Door
When an underage girl begins to pleasure herself in a bedroom across the street from where Jenna lives, the older woman falls headlong into the thrilling, kinky delights of spying. What happens when Jenna gets the chance for something more with her neighbor?

By Shy Mom – 

Evelyn and the Mermaid
A mermaid shares love with a little girl.

Sheltering, 8 chapters
When a single mother of two little girls gets interrupted by the youngest while masturbating, she decides to turn an awkward moment into a learning experience… one that leads to Mommy learning a few new things herself.

By silkstockinglover –

Daughter’s Best Friend
Newly-divorced mother Lucy is ripe for seduction by her daughter’s best friend Amanda… and there’s an extra-special surprise waiting for Lucy after their first fuck.

By Sindy070 –

The Camera Loves Her
Mary secretly lusts after her ten-year-old daughter Pippa… and when the girl gets the opportunity to work as a model, Karen, the photographer, sees and shares her mom’s desire.

Health Spa
Raised as a naturist by her lesbian mother, eleven-year-old Cindy gets a sweet surprise when Mum takes her to a nudist spa, a special place where women and girls can explore love together.

Model Daughter
A young girl with a secret crush on her mother gets the chance to do something about it at a private modeling session.

By Single Mom –

Sharon and the Blizzard
When a sixth-grade teacher and one of her students get trapped on the road during a heavy snowstorm, they find some very interesting ways to keep warm.

By Stacy Simmons –

My Wedding Day
When Emily is abandoned at the altar by a fickle boyfriend, her mother Julia is there to teach her the true meaning of love.

By StarSapphire –

Pyrotechnics, 2 parts
When a grown woman meets a ten-year-old girl, the fireworks begin.

The Temptation of Tanya, 5 chapters.
Carla is shocked to realize that she has a massive crush on eleven-year-old Tanya, the daughter of her new neighbor Leanne. Meanwhile, Tanya is developing certain desires of her own that she wants to explore…

Vice is Nice But…  2 parts
Thirteen-year-old Tracy has a passionate crush on Marie, the lady next door. Meanwhile, Marie is noticing how incredibly cute Tracy is. And Tracy’s lesbian mom Shirley has her own agenda.

Webs of Passion, 2 parts
Wrestling with a secret desire to experience love with her 12-year-old daughter, Judy discovers that the child has some deep-seated longings of her own.

By Stormy –

My Little Sex Toy Cindy 
Janice gets the loan of Cindy, an eight-year-old submissive lesbian, for a week. After picking the girl up at the airport, she decides to see just how committed Cindy is to giving pleasure to other women.

By Sunnybunny –

A Young Desert Rose, 17 chapters  (see Chapter Links for descriptions)
While driving aimlessly through the wide-open spaces, a woman encounters a flirtatious young girl.

Spa Day, 2 parts
A woman visits a very special spa with her wealthy female boss. Will the visit change her life?

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By Tanya Writer –

Losing My Love
A young girl finds the joy of girl-girl love, only to find it torn away from her.

Summer Lifeguard
Working at a swimming pool is a great way for a curious lifeguard to explore sex with other girls.

By Tarkatony –

Daughter’s Plea,
Jessica has been nursing some strange feelings for her mother for years… now, while out shopping with Mom, she decides to reveal her secret.

By Tater Tot –

Amber, 9 chapters
When Mom discovers that her daughter is having trouble reaching orgasm while masturbating, she lends a hand.

Amber II, 6 chapters
The story of Amber, her mother, and their life as lesbian lovers continues — this time, told from the daughter’s viewpoint.

By Thom –

Is This About Sex, Mom?
A frank conversation about sex between mother and daughter takes a very unusual, very thrilling turn.

My First and Second Crush
For an ordinary girl of twelve, getting to know a girl from her school’s hottest clique can be a very thrilling experience… especially if sex is involved.

My Girls
How a married mom came to have a very close relationship with her two young daughters.

A Small Flirt
Special experiences with a very special little girl.

A Walk in the Woods
A chance encounter leads to a very special discovery.

By Tiger Kitten –

Nudist Family, 3 parts.
When Ana decides that she wants her daughters to share a nudist lifestyle with her, it brings this little family closer in a way that the young mother could never have imagined.

By Tommy X –

Her Sister, Her Mentor, 4 chapters so far
A tale of sisters at school, learning things outside the standard curriculum.

By Tony Williams –

A Sex Offender, My Daughter, and Me
Leslie is a registered sex offender who did time for her relationship with a girl of eleven. Now she is out and needs somewhere to live — luckily for her, Toni has the perfect living arrangement for a lesbian with an appetite for young stuff.

I Want My Daughter to Be Gay
A woman enlists the aid of the lesbian gym teacher to instruct her daughter in the ways of love.

Upside Down
At a private school for girls, not-so-innocent playground games lead to sexy fun.

Nickel and Dime
A evening in the life of a lesbian babysitter, spent with two of her favorite young girls. What delightful games will they play while Mommy is out?

By Toy Boy –

Little Aphrodite
Queen Goddess Hera shares pleasure for the first time with seven-year-old Aphrodite, who is eager to know what it truly means to be the Goddess of Love.

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By Una –

Ann and Una  – 6 chapters
A young Irish girl’s experience in discovering her own sexuality — aided by the loving, sometimes passionate guidance of her big sister.

By Unfastened Belts –

Bo and Me, 8 chapters so far (see Chapter Links for descriptions)
The story of a teenage girl who falls in love with her little sister.

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By Vickylez –

Explanations for a Little Girl, 2 parts
A curious ten-year-old learns all about love from her aunt.

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By Wickedsmile –

Camping in France  – 3 parts
The last thing in the world that Rose feels like doing is taking a camping trip with her mom in a foreign country… but they soon encounter a group of mothers and daughters who will change her mind in a very big way.

Thunder Island – 2 chapters so far
High-schooler Brooke is thoroughly depressed about her new home on an Alaskan island in the middle of nowhere, but Mom knows a lovely way to make her feel better.

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By Xarth –

Guilty Love
Obsessed with her younger sister Lindsay, Andrea is unable to stop herself from exploring the girl’s body while she sleeps — a dangerous game that quickly leads to complications.

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By Your Ghost –

Way Better
Melissa is puzzled when Mom wants to watch a sexy movie about lesbians with her… but the twelve-year-old girl will soon find out that her mother chose that particular film for a reason.

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by FaeLissa

Silently, gazing at a red-faced Aislin, the younger girl made a decision.

Maolisa untied the sash holding Aislin’s kimono closed, then used it to tie her wrists together. Taking the free end of the sash, she led Aislin out into the hall, up the stairs, into Aislin’s bedroom. Once there, she untied her and took her kimono off for her, then pushed her onto the big bed in the middle of the room, “It seems that my big sister is in luck. Baby sister wants to play with her.”

She tied her sister’s wrists and ankles to the four corners of the bed, making sure they were stretched just enough to be slightly uncomfortable, then sat beside her and explained to Aislin what a safe word was, then had her practice saying it over and over so it would be in her head should the need arise. She stood up, bent over her restrained sister, and kissed her, letting Aislin suck on her tongue for a moment. “I’m going to get a drink. Did you want something?” She grinned as she left the room.

Aislin moaned in desire and frustration as her sister left her, still tied to the bed. Her hips and shoulders were aching from the tension Maolisa’s bonds had them under, but the ache felt good and made her even more excited. She could feel her heart racing, and a thin sheen of sweat was forming all over her body.

As she waited for whatever Maolisa had planned, she repeated the safe word over and over, afraid that she would forget it when she needed it. She trusted Mail not to hurt her any more than she wanted, but she knew that there was a very big risk that her excitement might be enough to trigger an attack.

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Taking her time, Maolisa went down to the library to get a bottle of brandy, then to the kitchen to get some soda for Aislin. Mail knew Ash would want a strong drink, but she couldn’t allow her sister to her have more than one, as it might react badly with the medicines Ash took to manage her spiraling moods. On the way back to the bedroom, Maolisa wiggled her toes on the cool tile of the kitchen floor and made a mental note to thank Aislin for getting her to pay attention to such things. Life’s much more interesting when you notice the fine details, she thought.

Watching Maolisa enter the room bearing liquor, soda, and glasses, Aislin had to smile. Anticipation had her wet and warm, and her little sister’s pretty face made her heart melt, even more now that she knew Mail wanted her.

Ash was quivering with fear, arousal and anticipation. After all, she’d never had sex with anyone, and only knew of BDSM from a book she’d found. The one porn film she’d seen was so badly made she was laughing too hard to get excited — which, Aislin’s mother informed her, was more or less typical of the genre. After that, her sex education was confined to reading about it.

Maolisa put the drinks and glasses on a small table by the door. It looked like it was intended as a nightstand, but with the bed in the middle of the room, it would have looked out of place next to it. She poured herself a glass of brandy and walked up to the side of the bed, smiling down at her bound sister. “You look so cute stretched out like that. I probably need to get pictures before I let you up again.” She took a sip of her drink, her cheeks flushed as she looked over her sister’s nude body, admiring the way light seemed to make her pale skin glow. With the freckles on her face and the red-brown of her areolas the only real colors to be seen, Aislin looked as if she didn’t actually exist in this world.

Realizing she was holding her breath, Maolin let it out in a sigh. “Sis, you are the most beautiful thing I have ever seen. I love you,” she smiled at her sister’s pretty face, “and I want to make love to you.” She grinned, “right after I play with that lovely body of yours.”

“I love you, too.” Ash blushed, turning her face away. “After — after you play with me?”

“Having my way with you, while you’re tied down and naked, until you go crazy with pleasure.” She took another gulp of brandy, then put it on the table and returned to the bed, kneeling beside her sister. “First, though, I want to kiss you and taste your candy-coated tongue. You’ve tasted mine, but never gave me yours.”

Blushing hotly, but trying to look at her sister, Aislin murmured, “You didn’t tell me to. I can’t do things like that if you don’t tell me to.” She managed to force herself to meet her sister’s gaze, then blushed even brighter, turning away again. “See, that’s why I don’t look at people!”

Laughing, Maolisa caressed her sister’s cheek and then kissed it. “No it’s not, and you know it.” Turning Aislin’s face toward hers, she started kissing her lips, “I bet you got excited, knowing your sister was looking at your pussy with lust in her heart. Now give me your tongue.”

As Mail sucked on her sister’s tongue, candy-sweet as she expected, she slid a hand down Aislin’s trembling cheek to her delicate throat, then lightly trailed two fingers down her breastbone. She slipped a fingertip over the hard bubble of a nipple. “You want me to think of you sexually.” Leaning over, she blew lightly, then bit the nipple, licking while it was in her mouth. As Ash moaned, Maolisa felt it in her mouth, and had to moan in response.

Closing her eyes tightly, Aislin found that by concentrating on the feelings of lust and desire, she could keep the fear from growing too fast. She almost grinned as she realized the fear was actually contributing to the lust and excitement she felt.

As her sister pulled at her nipple with teeth almost as small and sharp as her own, she cried out in a little squeak before biting her lip, forcing herself to stay quiet. She didn’t want to make Mail worry and then stop pleasuring her. Each little bite, and there were many, made her feel warmer and wetter. Gradually, as the pressure built, Ash noticed she was trembling more.

Feeling her sister’s little body begin to shake, Maolisa released her nipple and looked up. “Are you sure you can handle this? Do you want me to stop, or maybe go slower?” Watching Ash’s face twist in confusion, she remembered that Ash couldn’t handle a series of questions very well, especially when she was feeling emotional. She caressed Aislin’s chest and started again. “Are you okay with what I’m doing?”

Aislin shook her head. “No.”

“Do you want me to stop?”

Aislin shook her head again. “No.”

Smirking, Maolisa leaned over and caressed her sister’s nipples again, then kissed her, licking at her lips, finally moving away from her. Finding a comfortable chair near the bed, she curled herself in it and watched as Ash’s trembling slowly faded.

“We’re going to have to go slow and let you build a tolerance for this, aren’t we?”

Looking a little sheepish, Aislin nodded. “Uh-huh. I’m sorry. I was so excited, being helpless and scared, I forgot to say something.”

Maolisa grinned, “So you like being scared and horny at the same time?”

Aislin blushed and made sure her face was turned as far as it could be away from her sister. “Uh-huh!” She curled her fingers and toes as she realized how excited she sounded, whimpering a little in embarrassment. “Strong feelings get all mixed up and then, um, well…” she trailed off weakly.

When Mail thought Ash was calm enough to try again, she stood, making sure she was in her sister’s line of sight, then let her kimono fall to the floor. She moved closer to the bed again, heading around the corner and approaching the footboard, then smiled at Aislin. “I think you have a foot fetish,” grinning a bit as Ash sucked in a tight gasp, “and I think it might even apply to your own little piggies.” She smiled as the toes in question curled up tightly, then reached for the closest foot — caressing the sole lightly, surprised to find it as soft as a child’s. She watched visible shivers run up and down her sister’s body with each stroke, then grinned as Ash moaned deeply. “I see that it does.”

Whimpering and squirming, Aislin bit the inside of her cheek to try to keep quiet, but as her sister’s fingers ran over the sensitive sole of her foot she lost a bit of control and mewled, twisting and turning in the satin bonds that restrained her. Feeling as if she couldn’t get away made her whimper even more, and she looked away from her sister, ashamed of getting so excited over such little things, her face reddening yet again.

“How can your itty bitty feet be so soft and sensitive, when you go barefoot all the time?” Maolisa climbed on the bed to press her cheek to the bottom of Aislin’s foot. “You’re even softer than my bum.” She lifted her face and grinned at Ash. “See how you like this.” She pressed her lips to the tiny toes, and her sister seemed to grow tense all over.

Kissing and rubbing her lips across the little balls had her sister moaning, gasping, and twisting from side to side. Mail looked a few times to see if there was any fear on Ash’s face, but it looked more like excitement, so she returned her attention to the tiny toes. Sucking them into her mouth, she hummed, making them vibrate, and felt her sister bounce frantically on the bed, her hips thrusting at the air, lost in sexual rapture. Still, Maolin continued to run her tongue over the Aislin’s foot until her orgasm was done.

Aislin whimpered and wiggled her foot, trying to take it away, but between the gentle pressure of her sister’s hands and the sash holding her leg in place, all she managed was to give Mail’s mouth even greater access. She moaned and squirmed, struggling to say the word but unable to remember it. Never having experienced such a strong reaction to anything, she started to panic, pushing herself over the edge into a second climax that had her entire body bouncing and thrashing as much as the ties would allow.

Maolisa resisted the urge to cuddle and love her sister until the orgasm was done and Aislin was lying limp, gasping for breath, but with a huge smile on her face. Then, lying down alongside the young woman’s trembling body, she gave Ash a playful kiss, “Time for you to give me your tongue again, big sister.”

As Aislin eagerly returned the kiss, Mail lightly nipped at her sister’s tongue, then sucked it roughly. She tried to look in her sister’s eyes, but, as always, Ash couldn’t let her, closing them tightly. “Don’t forget to tell me when you are getting overwhelmed, okay?” Maolin said.

“Kay,” Aislin murmured, then gasped as Maolisa twisted one of her hard nipples. “’Cept sometimes.” She squeaked when Mail tugged at the nipple again, then moaned, “You’re gonna make me come again!”

“You like me to hurt you?” Maolisa asked, just to confirm what she thought was happening. “Is that what Mom meant by calling you a sensation addict?”

Blushing and scrunching up her face, Aislin nodded. “Strong feelings make me horny,” she stared at her sister’s nose, “and I like being horny.” She giggled. “Mom only found out, cause she used to spank me for being bad since I don’t listen to getting yelled at, and one day she was really mad and got carried away and gave me a huge orgasm. She hardly spanks me anymore.”

Mail giggled with her, asking, “Hardly?” and got back to torturing her nipples, biting and twisting and pulling, smiling each time she could get a squeal from her sister. When she didn’t get an answer, she bit harder until Aislin was whimpering and panting heavily. “So, do you get Mom to spank you now, so you can get off?” Still without an answer, she bit one nipple nearly hard enough to pierce the skin.

Squealing and thrashing, Aislin started churning her hips again. The feeling in her injured nipple pushing her higher and higher, she felt she couldn’t catch her breath, and when Mail bit her again, she screamed and felt herself come once more.

When she noticed Aislin’s orgasm, Maolisa took a chance and pressed her mouth to her sister’s, kissing Ash deeply while she enjoyed the results of her nipple torture. Before she realized she was doing it, Mail was straddling her humping sister, getting very stimulated by the motion of their grinding bodies.

As Aislin started to slow down, Mail kept a close look on her face to try to figure out if she needed to move away or not, but Ash’s facial expressions were not very helpful. When her sister shifted from thrusting her hips to trembling all over, that was a much stronger clue, and Maolisa quickly dismounted.

Gasping for air, Aislin tried to wave her hands and kick her feet, started to panic when she couldn’t, then remembered that she was restrained. The thought made her feel safer, somehow, and she stopped trying to move. As awareness returned, Ash noticed her sister was on top of her, kissing her passionately. She returned the kiss as well as she could, but the trembling started and she had to close her eyes and grit her teeth and ball her hands into little fists to hold back the fear. She breathed a huge sigh of relief as Mail moved away.

Maolisa knelt beside her sister again, spreading her knees, and reached out to caress Ash’s arm, getting a twitch in response. She sat back on her heels and waited, smiling softly as Ash’s body very slowly relaxed.

Once Aislin’s breathing was close to normal, Maolisa reached out slowly and took the injured nipple between thumb and finger and squeezed just enough to get a gasp. “Are you going to answer me now?” she said, grinning as Ash shook her head no, then pulled again. “There’s only two ways this can end. You say the safe word, or you answer me.” Aislin twisted and turned on the bed, thrashing as much as she could while tied so tightly, still shaking her head. Mail let up and watched Ash relax again, tears in the corners of her eyes. “Why won’t you answer?”

Aislin bit her lip and sniffled, then shook her head once more. She looked toward her sister, then away.

“Are you ashamed of this?” Mail asked, then sighed as Ash nodded very slightly. “You don’t have to be. Not with me. I know you can be a bad girl at times, but it isn’t like you have a lot of control.” She leaned over and kissed her lips lightly, then whispered, “I can spank you to make it better. Bad girls need lots of spankings, don’t they?” Aislin nodded vigorously, making Maolisa giggle. “I think we can work with that.” She studied the blush on her sister’s face. “Feeling naughty and ashamed gets you hot, doesn’t it?”

Keeping her face turned away from Mail made it easier for Ash to think, but still not comfortable enough to talk about embarrassing things. She never could talk about them, always writing about them ahead of time when she went to therapy, then just nodding or shaking her head as the doctor read and talked about them. She hoped that her mother had told Maolisa all about that sort of thing, so she and her sister never had to talk about it. Then again, she understood that maybe it was hard for other people to talk about, too. She was tempted to just blurt out that everything made her horny, but the same thing that prevented her from asking for what she wanted prevented her from admitting anything like that.

Mail laid down on her sister again, then forced her face around for a kiss, “I think I like my sister being so kinky. I can play with you and know that you like it, even when it makes you blush and cry.”

Ash nodded and let herself be kissed again, let Maolisa have her tongue. After being told to do it at least once, her fear of rejection could be overcome more easily. It still existed, but wasn’t as powerful. She felt much more comfortable, now that Mail had figured out some of her worst secrets, although she realized that they weren’t much of a secret in the first place. She managed to enjoy kissing her sister for several minutes before the shaking started again.

Maolisa stayed where she was for a couple of minutes, watching Aislin’s face as the fear and sexual excitement built, then slowly started kissing her way down the older girl’s bare body. She planted little kisses on Ash’s chin, her throat, her breastbone, pausing to admire her sister’s hard nipples as they stood proudly on her broad boyish chest, then continuing her way downward. By the time Mail was lying between Ash’s thighs, her sister was shivering again, moaning continuously.

Now crying from the stress, Aislin wanted to tell her sister to go away, leave her alone… yet at the same time she ached for Mail to continue. Her fingers and toes curled painfully as her body tried to panic and orgasm at the same time. While she couldn’t decide which was more important, it didn’t matter — the question wasn’t really a question, since she couldn’t talk anyway.

The thought that she was completely helpless, without even recourse to the safe word, made Aislin brace herself for an orgasm, before her sister so much as kissed her mound. It was a race between the oblivion of a panic attack and the heaven of a panic-induced orgasm, although she wasn’t consciously thinking about it.

Feeling Ash starting to twist about in her bonds, Maolisa held her until she calmed down a bit, then put her mouth directly on her big sister’s slit — kissing it lightly, then using her tongue to explore the tender cleft. Pressing her tongue inside she discovered that Aiolin had no inner lips, just a soft smooth fold leading to her tight little opening, a tiny nub of a very stiff clitoris just above.

Wrapping her arms around the bouncing thighs to keep her mouth in place, Mail licked between the two places of interest, getting only a few very quick strokes in before she heard the squeal and felt the frantic tossing of Ash’s next orgasm.

Aislin relaxed quickly once Maolisa let her go, smiling briefly at her sister before closing her eyes and dozing off, completely exhausted. Even feather-light kisses from her sister’s lips couldn’t keep Ash awake, although they did somehow get her aroused again before she lost consciousness.

Maolisa didn’t let the fact that her sister was asleep stop her from exploring Aislin’s body. Indeed, it was a convenient way to get familiar with the older girl while bypassing Ash’s fear and stress attacks.

Opening her sister’s pussy with her fingers, she probed inside with her tongue, savoring the thickening results of Aislin’s multiple orgasms. She decided she liked the taste of her sister even more than the taste of her own cunt, which she loved.

She smiled as Ash moaned in her sleep, then inserted a finger deep inside her vagina, eliciting another loud moan, before slipping it out and using the juices to ease it into the pucker of her sister’s bum. She was surprised to hear another loud moan and, suddenly curious, moved her free hand around to her own ass, then gently slid a finger into her rectum, which caused her to gasp. She muttered into Aislin’s pussy, “I didn’t know that felt so good!”

Her own pussy now hot and wet, Maolisa climbed back onto the bed and knelt in front of Aislin’s face, spreading both knees wide and sitting on her heels, twisting one ankle from side to side until the heel pressed firmly into her vulva.

The first thing Aislin saw as she woke from her impromptu nap was her sister’s small heel resting against the lips of her pussy. She licked her lips, sure she was still dreaming, and murmured, “Do that to me!” As she heard her own voice, Ash realized she was waking up and blushed brightly, closing her eyes to try to make this into a dream where she could talk like that.

When she opened them again a few seconds later, the scene hadn’t changed and she bit her lip. nearly hard enough to hurt. She whimpered with desire, then looked up her sister’s body toward her face, stopping at Mail’s smiling lips.

“Hi,” she whispered.

“Hi.” Maolisa smiled down at Ash. “I thought you might like seeing that when you woke.” She leaned over, lifting a little so her sister could see that her pussy had left her foot wet, and lightly kissed her cheek. “I hope you mind that I molested you while you were sleeping.”

“Um, you want me to mind?” Aislin looked confused.

“Yes, that way you’ll get all excited, and I can have more fun with you. Think about how you would feel, knowing someone was doing sexual things to you in your sleep, taking advantage of you without you even being aware of it.”

Aislin looked even more puzzled, “If I’m asleep and don’t know, then I wouldn’t feel anything about it.”

Grinning, Mail caressed Ash’s cheek, “You’re telling me that nothing that happens to you when you’re asleep could make you embarrassed or ashamed or mad?”

“Well, I guess if it hurt when I woke up, or other people knew and thought it was my fault… then I might care, but I don’t think so.” She shrugged as much as she could while restrained, “I guess I can’t feel anything about stuff I don’t know is happening.”

“So to embarrass you, just saying things won’t work?”

Aislin blushed lightly, “Nope. I mostly get embarrassed because of stuff I do, or how I react. Like getting a spanking isn’t embarrassing, but liking it is, and having an orgasm from it is kind of humiliating.”

“Oh. If I gave you an orgasm by spanking, you’d feel humiliated?” Maolisa frowned.

Blushing even brighter, Aislin shook her head, “No, I don’t think so. I don’t know. The only person that ever did that was Mom, and I think that’s why I feel so bad after.”

“Feel? Not felt?” Maolisa grinned at her sister again, reaching out to caress her cheek. “So now I have my answer.” As Aislin, suddenly bashful again, tried to hide her face, Mail shifted around on her knees, sitting on her feet and keeping them out of the way of her pussy, “Tell me this: would you be embarrassed to watch me masturbate for you?”

Turning her face back quickly, Aislin shook her head, licking at her lips and staring directly at her sister’s pussy, making Mail feel a little less confident than she’d been pretending to be.

Now her turn to blush, Maolisa placed a hand on her mound, rubbing gently, “I’ve been thinking how hot it would be to play with myself while someone watched, but I hadn’t planned to do it for real.” As she started getting herself warmer, she relaxed a little and let her finger slide inside her folds. “But having my sister watch me finger myself… now that feels so bad and exciting.”

Having no inner lips of her own, she briefly wondered if that was a family genetic thing, or simply another of the unusual features she shared with her sister. After a bit of clumsy moving about, she was holding herself open in a way so as to allow her sister to see her masturbate, watching Aislin’s eyes while she worked a finger in and out of her pussy.

Aislin’s heart pounded as she realized that Maolisa felt that what they were doing was wrong, and therefore planned to keep right on doing it. She realized she hadn’t thought of Mail’s point of view at all and grimaced at herself. Normally, Ash hid as much as possible from thinking about other people, because it was too overwhelming, but she knew she should be trying for her sister. She told herself she would make it up later, and returned to watching her sister masturbate. She wanted to reach out and help, but only tugged at her bindings a little before settling back down to take in the incredible view of Maolisa mauling her cunt.

Just as Maolisa felt herself about to come, she made sure her sister had a good view, then tried to watch Aislin’s face as she squirted all over her busy hand. She barely caught a glimpse of the shock in her sister’s eyes before she had to let herself tip over and lie on the bed, her body glowing with pleasure. When she finally caught her breath, Mail put her wet hand to her sister’s mouth to let Ash lick it clean.

While she sucked the nectar from her sister’s fingers Aislin furrowed her brow, suddenly puzzled. “I saw you pee… but it doesn’t taste like pee, it tastes like pussy.”

Giggling, Maolisa drew close and hugged Ash, “That wasn’t pee! I came on my fingers, silly! And if you thought it was pee, then how come you were so anxious to lick it?”

Shrugging, Ash grinned a little bashfully, “It came from you. So I don’t really mind…” She trailed off.

Maolisa took her hand back to get the last taste of her cunt from it, “if you touch the right place inside, you can make your pussy squirt… sometimes quite a lot. I love the taste.” She snuggled her sister. “When you get more comfortable with me, I’ll do it in your mouth. And I’ll teach you to squirt, too.”

Aislin grinned at her sister. Her hands and feet were feeling a bit numb from being tied up for so long, but she was unable to say that she needed to be freed. She twisted her hands and feet around to get them more comfortable, then blushed as Maolisa noticed and started reaching for the ties. “You don’t have to… let me loose. Not if you don’t want to.”

“Yes, I do. Don’t want your cute little hands and feet to fall off, I have plans for them.” Maolisa finished freeing her sister and watched Aislin curl up into a ball in the middle of the bed, rubbing her wrists and ankles. “I’d apologize for making them hurt, but I think you liked it. Anyhow, you look so cute getting the circulation back.”

Still rubbing her extremities, Aislin peeked over at her sister and whispered shyly, “You say ‘cute’ a lot.”

Sitting beside her sister, Maolisa scooped Aislin up onto her lap, “Does that bother you?” When Ash shook her head, Mail kissed her forehead. “You are very cute. You mix sexy and cute together in such interesting ways, then add a batch of pretty into the mix.”

Aislin giggled, sounding like the little girl she so often resembled, and rested the side of her head against Mail’s shoulder, looking down at her breasts. With one small hand, she reached out and gingerly touched a semi-erect nipple, then started at Maolisa’s gasp. After a moment’s pause, she reached for the nipple again, lightly brushing it with a fingertip, watching the little bud grow and stiffen. Wrapped up in her first up-close study of Mail’s breast, Ash seemed to forget that she was snuggled on her sister’s lap, still feeling relaxed and curious. Her hand opened gradually and she caressed more of the breast, letting the now-hard nipple glide lightly across her palm in a circle.

Maolisa bit her lower lip and closed her eyes tightly, stifling a soft moan to avoid bringing notice to herself as she savored her sister’s attention. With Aislin curled up in her lap, knees to chest and heels to bum, all Mail could do was wrap both arms around her and let her explore. Maolisa wanted her sister to feel more at ease with being held, but it was hard to maintain her calm when Ash was touching sensitive and intimate parts.

Finally unable to remain silent, Maolisa let out a tiny whimper, hugging her big sister tightly. To her surprise, Aislin was not at all distracted from her study, merely shifting her arm a little to fit the slightly smaller space Mail had allowed it. Mail rested her cheek on the top of Aislin’s head, which only served to push her face a little closer to the breast that she was studying so intently.

The soft warm breath on Mail’s skin caused her to moan, her hands clutching at Ash’s body as she felt herself growing wet and warm. When Aislin’s foot slipped down between Mail’s thighs, rubbing against the smooth skin of her mound, Maolisa was sure she was about to come. She sucked her lower lip into her mouth, gripping it between her teeth.

Having her face pushed a little closer to the object of her interest, Aislin thought about how the different textures between nipple, areola, and surrounding skin would feel in her mouth. She’d always liked to put things in her mouth for testing, often getting into trouble for it while growing up.

Ash leaned forward, shifting in her sister’s lap, failing to notice that her foot was now resting against Mail’s pussy. Squirming a little to get the right angle, she placed a hand under and around the cone of her sister’s breast, then bent forward, taking the nipple into her mouth. As her lips closed around the hard nub, Ash instinctively started suckling Maolisa’s breast, her tongue circling and stroking around the tip.

Maolisa cried out, unable to hold back as Ash pleasured her nipple. Hugging her sister with one arm, Mail slipped her other hand between their bodies to grasp her sister’s foot, which she pressed snugly against her sex. Aislin quickly got the idea, then began to help Maolin by wiggling her toes.

Not for the first time, Mail was astonished by how single-minded Aislin could be, to the point where things that would normally have her freaking out could be completely overlooked when something else grabbed her attention. In fact, she was relaxed enough that Maolisa was able to lie backwards, pulling Ash with her, and straighten out her own legs. Ash never once let go of her younger sister’s breast, shifting position as needed to keep hold of it. Now Mail was in a better position to masturbate with her sister lying on top of her, still mostly curled up.

Aislin snuggled into her sister’s body, the breast in her mouth making her feel safe and secure. She was lost in a lovely half-sleep, enjoying the feeling of being held so closely, though still somewhat aware that she was giving pleasure to Maolin with her toes.

Now that she was able to lie down, Maolisa found the angle made it easier for her to use her own hand along with her sister’s foot to masturbate. She proceeded to insert two fingers into her cunt, while letting Aislin’s toes stimulate her clit. This powerful combination quickly brought Mail much needed relief as a powerful orgasm claimed her.

Once Mail had caught her breath, she raised her hand to her sister’s face and wiped her honey on Aislin’s lips, then brought her moist fingers the rest of the way to her mouth to lick up the last bit. She reached back down to hold her sister’s foot against her mound as she dozed off. Ash soon fell asleep as well.

Coming before long… Part Three!

Hi there to all. For years I’ve written erotic stories under the pen name of “Androgyne” on 3 sites and as “Paladin” on a 4th. My problem is that after the massive crash of Yahoo Email in September my long-time address and account simply vanished and my appeals for help and complaints have just been ignored by Yahoo. I have lost touch obviously with many people, a lot of them readers of my stories, and I’m sure many have mailed to my old address and getting no reply are wondering if I’m still alive or have maybe retired from writing erotica.

The vanished address was [email protected].

My new and recent address is now [email protected].

Perhaps a few of my readers might spot this post here and be able to get back in touch with me at my new Email address. BTW my thanks to the staff here at Juicy Secrets for being so helpful re my problem.

Les

by Ebo

The day was finally over and Dana flopped on the couch, her backpack still on her shoulders. Sitting on the couch next to her, Penny gave her a sympathetic smile, looked almost as tired as she felt.

“I’m so tired,” she said, laughing.

“I bet you are,” Penny said, patting her knee, “I saw the glow of the laptop under your door at three this morning.”

“Oh,” she said, yawning, “I need to put a towel or something down, I guess. What were you doing up at three in the morning?”

“Probably the same thing you were, writing and thinking.”

A playful grin spread on her face as she thought about last night in the bathroom and she said, “Thinking, huh? Want to tell me about it?”

Laughing, Penny said, “I guess I better not.”

“Don’t worry, I’m too tired to make out right now.”

With a playful grin, Penny said, “I bought you something. Two somethings, actually. I left them on your bed.”

“Oh,” Dana asked, intrigued, “A little black dress, maybe?”

“You’ll just have to go see,” Penny said, smiling at her.

Grinning, she headed upstairs. The promise of gifts put a little pep in her step, gave her her second wind. By the time she made it to her room, she felt better than she had all day. Inside, she saw the gifts Penny had been talking about laid out on the bed. She laughed when she saw one of them was indeed a little black dress and, the other,  matching heels. The dress was cute but it was the heels that grabbed her attention. They weren’t kid shoes, but elegant and feminine with three inch heels. She’d never owned shoes like them before.

Kicking off her shoes as she went and dumping her backpack on the floor, she sat on her bed so she could try them on. She couldn’t help but smile at how sexy they were. Definitely not kid shoes. Standing up, she took a few steps, laughing. She was as wobbly as a newborn deer. With careful steps, she made it in front of her mirror, looked at her legs in the heels. She thought they looked great.

Stepping out of them before she broke her neck, she looked at the dress on the bed. Holding it up, she saw it wasn’t a kid’s dress, either. It had spaghetti straps and hardly any back, wouldn’t reach her knees no matter how hard she tugged it down. Smiling, she couldn’t believe her step-mother had bought her such a sexy dress and shoes.

There was knock at the door and she turned to see her stepmother poke her head in. She waved her in and held up the dress, grinning, “You really bought me a little black dress.”

“I said I might,” she said, grinning, “Do you like it?”

“I love it,” she said, giving the woman a hug, “and the shoes! I’m going to break my neck, but thank you!”

“You are welcome. I’m glad you like them,” she said, pulling back, “Take a shower or a nap, whatever you need to do to wake up. We are going out tonight.”

“We are?”

“I’m getting stir crazy in this house, need to get out,” she said, then grinned at her, “you aren’t embarrassed to be seen in public with your dusty old stepmom, are you?”

“You are hardly dusty,” Dana said, laughing.

That made Penny smile and she said, “Thanks, Dana.”

“But why tonight?”

“It’s Friday and…” she said, then sighed, “your father is working so much these days, I don’t know. I just need to do something. So get all dolled up with me and let me buy you dinner.”

“What, like a date?” Dana said, her heart racing. Again she thought the similarities between her story and her reality were astonishing.

“Why not,” Penny said, smiling, “I haven’t been out on a ‘date’ in over a month.”

Smiling back at her, Dana said, “Okay.”

***

The stairs were a little tricky, but she made it down them without breaking her neck. The heels were getting easier to walk in. She’d been walking around her room in them, getting used to them. The last thing she wanted to do was turn her ankle or fall out in public.

Giggling, she couldn’t believe she was really going out like this. She wondered if her stepmother had realized what she was buying. The dress was very cute but also very revealing. It didn’t come anywhere near her knees and dipped low enough to show some cleavage. Some was all she had but it was still showing. Without much of a back, she couldn’t even wear a bra underneath it. Combined with the heels, she thought she looked really sexy, probably too sexy for a thirteen-year-old.

Like the character in her story, she had Googled how to put her hair up, struggled with it until she was satisfied. Looking in the mirror, she thought she looked older. With the shoes and the dress, her hair up, she could pass for sixteen. Well, maybe. At a distance for sure.

Walking into the kitchen, she saw her stepmother in her own little black dress, her make-up on and her hair styled. She smiled, happy that Penny had decided to dress up for their ‘date’, as well.

She glanced up at the sound of Dana’s heels on the kitchen floor and her eyes widened at the sight of the girl standing there. Dana couldn’t hold in a giggle at the look on her face. She did a slow spin, so she could get the full effect.

“I think I might have gone too far with the dress,” she said, blushing, “but you look… stunning. Beautiful. Sexy. Please don’t ever let your father see that dress.”

Laughing, Dana said, “You look great, too.”

Penny just stared at her for a second, making Dana want to fidget. Finally, she shook her head and laughed, said, “Well, I guess we better go before I send you upstairs to change.”

“Okay,” Dana said, giggling.

“Seriously, you can never tell your father about the dress,” her stepmother said, leading them into the garage.

“I won’t.”

At the end of the driveway, Penny hesitated, then turned left. Dana frowned, thinking all the restaurants were the other way. Finally, she had to ask, “Where are we going?”

“Brighten,” Penny said, looking at her, “hopefully we won’t see anyone we know there.”

“Okay,” Dana said, laughing.

“It’s just… mothers love to talk, and I don’t want to be the ass in the latest gossip. ‘Did you see what Ann let her stepdaughter wear.’ That sort of thing.”

“Oh, I understand,” Dana said, still laughing. She could easily see a gaggle of women standing around gossiping.  As much as she’d love to let some of her friends see her new dress, she was okay with Penny trying to save herself the headache.

“Good. Sorry about the long drive.”

They drove in silence for a moment, comfortable in each other’s company. Dana was thinking about how similar this was to her story, so she didn’t notice her stepmother stealing little glances at her. Not at first, anyway. She finally caught her, raised her eyebrows questioningly.

“Sorry,” Penny said, grinning, “I can’t help it. You look so beautiful.”

Blushing, she had to look away, a smile on her face. She wondered if her stepmother noticed, knew how much the statement meant to her.

Traffic was unusually light and the trip took less time than usual, a small blessing. Dana blinked in surprise when they pulled into the parking lot of Terra Nova, a high-end restaurant in the heart of the ritzy district of Brighten. She glanced at Penny as she found a parking space, turned off the car. Her step-mother smiled at her.

“Felt like eating somewhere fancy tonight,” she said, opening her door, “sit tight.”

Dana watched as she walked around the front of the car, opened her door for her. Smiling, she offered Dana her hand. Laughing, Dana let her help her out of the car. She was mindful of how short her dress was, was careful not to show everyone in the parking lot her business.

“What was that,” Dana asked as they walked towards the restaurant. She gave her stepmother a curious look.

“Having someone open your door for you,” Penny said, laughing, “it’s kind of nice, isn’t it?”

“I guess,” she said, smiling uncertainly.

“Well, you are my date for the night, so let’s have fun with it,” her step-mother said.

Dana almost turned her ankle, the statement catching her off guard. Again, the similarities between this evening and her little fantasy made her heart race.

“You okay,” Penny said, putting a hand on her arm to steady her.

“Still getting used to the heels,” she lied, her face hot with embarrassment.

“It gets easier,” her stepmother said, smiling at her.  When they got to the door, she held it for Dana. This time, the little gesture of chivalry made her smile brightly.

They made it inside and Dana was surprised that Penny had reservations. The hostess showed them to their table, left them with menus. Dana opened hers and cringed when she saw the prices on everything. At least she recognized the menu items, could order for herself. She tried to find the cheapest thing.

“Don’t you dare order the cheapest thing,” her stepmother said as if reading her mind, “order anything that grabs your attention.”

“Okay,” she said, still thinking about ordering the cheapest thing.

Their server came by the table and took their order, then left. Without her menu to distract her, Dana wanted to fidget. Being in a fancy restaurant, dressed up in a dress a little too mature for her tender age, sitting across from her stepmother who looked absolutely stunning, was almost too much like her story for comfort. All she could think about was how it ended and she felt a pleasant heat blossom between her thighs. Pleasant, yes, but it didn’t do anything for her nervousness.

Penny was smiling at her, said, “I can’t believe how good you look. You should wear your hair up more often.”

“I feel like everyone is staring at me,” she said, trying not to look around.

“I wouldn’t be surprised,” Penny said, patting her hand, “you look amazing. Besides, you should get used to it. You are becoming an attractive young woman, and people are going to start noticing that.”

“Thanks,” Dana said, blushing.

Their server brought their drinks. Sipping her Coke, Dana thought about something. Sitting the glass down, she said, “You had reservations. Were you and Dad coming here?”

“No,” Penny said, grinning at her, “it’s always been for you and me.”

“Oh,” she said, surprised, “seems kind of expensive of a place to bring your step-kid.”

Smiling, Penny leaned forward, said, “After what happened in the bathroom, I’m not sure ‘step-kid’ covers it anymore.”

“Then what am I?” she asked, her heart racing.

“The cute girl I made out with,” Penny said, looking around nervously. None of the other diners appeared to be paying them any more than casual attention. She was blushing when she glanced back at Dana but also smiling.

She returned the smile, said, “Well, just because you are buying me dinner, don’t expect me to jump in the sack with you.”

“Dana,” Penny gaped at her, laughing.

“I mean, I might,” she said, blushing, “just don’t expect it.”

“Well, at least, there’s hope, then,” her stepmother said, her playful smile making it hard for Dana to breathe. She was probably just teasing but it was enough to get Dana’s imagination going wild. Her hand was shaking as she took a sip of her Coke.

Changing the subject, Penny said, “Your dad is going to be out of town for three days, left this morning.”

Dana frowned, said, “He didn’t say anything to me.”

Her stepmother sighed, gave her a sad smile, “I figured. I guess I’m not the only one he is neglecting. Sorry, Dana.”

“Why is he going out of town this time?” she asked, not liking how bitter her voice sounded. Her stepmother was right, she did feel neglected.

“Business,” she said, laughing and shaking her head.

“Right,” Dana said, with a sigh, “stupid question.”

“Hey,” Penny said, making her meet her eyes, “let’s forget about him. You and me, we are going to have some fun. Just the two of us.”

Forcing a smile, Dana nodded. The fact that her father hadn’t even told her he was leaving irked her some. He has been so distracted with his job lately. Even when he was home, he hardly seemed there.

Their food showed up and they ate in silence for a while. She felt Penny looking at her but she didn’t feel sociable anymore. Her father’s impromptu business trip had taken all the magic out of the evening.

Finally, Penny said, “I’m sorry I brought up your father’s trip.”

“It’s okay. You’d think I’d be used to it by now,” she said.

“Want to hear something funny,” Penny said, forking a bite of food into her mouth.

“What?”

“I made these reservations before I knew he was leaving,” her stepmother said, laughing when Dana’s eyes got big, “I thought I was going to have to lie about where we were going but I lucked out.”

“Are you serious?” Dana said, laughing.

“Yeah.”

“Why?”

“Why make reservations to have dinner with you?” Penny asked, then went on when Dana nodded, “I like spending time with you. We never did it much before I found out your dirty little secret.”

Touched, Dana said, “I like spending time with you, too.”

“That,” her stepmother said, grinning, “and I was hoping if I bought you dinner you’d let me get you in the sack. You’ve already shot that down, though.”

Laughing, Dana said, “I didn’t say no, just not to expect it.”

Penny gave her a funny look that made her heart stop for a few seconds, then a smile that kicked it into overdrive. She wasn’t completely sure her stepmother was joking about getting her in the sack. She’d only been half-joking, herself. Seeing that smile, she wondered if she shouldn’t back off, stop flirting before things got out of hand.

Instead, she returned the smile with one of her own, saw her stepmother’s widen a little.

Oh God, she thought, what have I done?

***

“Want a glass of wine?”

Dana saw her stepmother holding up a bottle and two glasses. She nodded, thinking she might need it. The rest of their meal and the car ride home, she’d felt this curious tension between them. It was the little looks from her stepmother and the flirty conversation, her own imagination running wild with fantasies about what might happen when they got home.

Penny poured them a healthy dose of red wine, bringing the glasses into the living room where Dana sat on the couch. She sat down next to the girl, passed her a glass, sipped her own. Dana took a pull of hers, hoping it would give her courage to do what had been circling her brain ever since Penny had favored her with that smile at the restaurant.

She didn’t know about courage, but it gave her a warm belly. The wine didn’t taste so bitter this time, something that made her wonder.

“About what I said at the restaurant–” Penny started to say more, but Dana panicked. She thought the woman was going to say she was just kidding, really didn’t want to do the things she hinted at. Before she could say the words, Dana kissed her. Penny started and Dana was sure the woman would pull away, but she didn’t. The woman responded, teased her into a lingering kiss, one that curled her toes in her new heels.

Finally, Penny broke the kiss, smiled at her, “I guess that answers that question.”

“I’m sorry,” Dana said, her hand going to her mouth, “I thought you were going to say you were just teasing and I panicked.”

“You panicked,” Penny asked, smiling at her.

“I spent the whole ride home trying to work up the courage to kiss you, again. I panicked when I thought I wouldn’t get a chance.”

“So you just went for it, huh?” Penny said, amused.

“I guess I did,” Dana said, blushing. She looked away from her stepmother, down at her glass. She took another swallow, hoping the liquid courage would hurry up and kick in.

“I’m glad you did,” her stepmother said, putting a hand under her chin and turning her face toward hers. Her lips just brushed against Dana’s, light as a feather.

“You are,” she asked, looking into Penny’s eyes.

“Yeah,” she said, taking Dana’s hand, “ever since our kiss in the bathroom, I can’t get you out of my head. When you made the remark about buying you dinner and trying to get you in the sack, I about had a heart attack.”

“Why,” Dana asked, looking down at their interlocked fingers.

Penny took a long pull of her wine, gave her a nervous smile, “I think you know why.”

“Oh,” she said, her heart knocking around her rib cage like a crazed animal. The look on Penny’s face made her hands shake and she finished her wine before she could spill it.

Getting to her feet, Penny held out her other hand, smiling an uncertain smile. Dana saw that she was unsure of herself, didn’t know if Dana would take the hand or not. Taking a deep breath, she stood up and smiled, shyly. Penny’s hand was shaking as she took it. The woman met her eyes and Dana saw the question in them. It made her heart skip a beat and she couldn’t breath, but she nodded.

Penny lead her upstairs, the twitch of her backside mesmerizing her as they climbed to the second floor. She was a little surprised when they went into her bedroom and not the master suite. It was a little difference between her fantasy and what was really happening, but it was hardly important. The door closed with a thunk behind them and she looked at it. Grinning, she remembered her character doing the same in the ‘Little Black Dress’.

I guess I shouldn’t be surprised, she thought, as her stepmother led her to the bed, I was the main character all along.

Penny pulled her close, leaned in to meet her lips with Dana’s. It was a hesitant kiss, uncertain. When she pulled back, Dana couldn’t hold in a nervous giggle. Brushing her hair behind her ear shyly, she looked at the woman, saw she looked as nervous as Dana felt. Strangely, it calmed her nerves some and the second kiss was more sure, deepening as desire welled in them.

When Penny sat on the bed, Dana sat on her lap sideways, as she had in the bathroom. This time when their kisses reached that point of no return, they didn’t stop. Her body was responding to the perfume her stepmother was wearing, the feel of her body pressed against her flank, the kiss. She felt a flush of heat between her thighs and her nipples strained against her dress. Her breathing became fast and shallow as she became more and more excited. Her heart was beating so hard it was in danger of rattling loose and knocking around her rib cage.

Dana gasped when Penny’s hand fell on her thigh, high up near the hem of her dress. She broke the kiss to look down at it and Penny did the same. Penny gave her a questioning look when she finally looked up and she nodded, biting her lip. The hand inched higher and her heart forgot to beat for a few seconds. Her stepmother’s thumb touched the hem of her dress, then slipped under it. Dana couldn’t breathe, waiting for the moment when their little game went from naughty to a whole other level. The hand hesitated, not quite there and she thought maybe Penny was having second thoughts. Then her fingers found her girlhood.

Penny suddenly laughed, grinned at her, “Really?”

“What can I say,” Dana said, blushing.

“I can’t believe you aren’t wearing panties,” Penny said, her fingers teasing a moan from Dana.

“The dress is kind of tight,” she sighed, her hips beginning to gyrate, “the panties showed.”

“Sure they did,” Penny said, her hand slipping from underneath her dress. She used her thumb to push the hem further up Dana’s thighs. Realizing what she wanted, Dana helped her by wriggling one hip then the other until the dress was bunched up around her hips. She shivered as Penny looked at her, the heat cranking up a few degrees down there. The faint smile on her stepmother’s face only made it worse.

Penny’s hand slipped between her thighs, again, and she moaned as her able fingers teased her tender bud. How many times had she written about this sort of thing, one of her characters having this done to her? Dozens, probably. Now she knew how they must have felt, the shyness and vulnerability and excitement. She never wrote that about her character’s, the uncertainty and eagerness, the duality of their desire.

“Take your dress off,” Penny said, smiling playfully at her.

Her heart racing, Dana ran the zipper on her side down, then pulled the dress up and over her head. Letting it fall to the floor, she wanted to cover up. She was completely naked save for her shoes and her stepmother’s eyes were hot on her young body. Insecurity reared its ugly head and she was sure Penny wouldn’t like her, would change her mind about tonight. There was a breathless moment when she didn’t say anything and Dana’s imagination tortured her with images of rejection.

Swallowing hard, Penny said, “Oh God. You are perfect!”

Startled, she blushed and laughed. She kissed the woman, felt her desire when she returned it. The way the woman was kissing her, her words still bouncing around in her head, made Dana more confident. Her insecurities fled and she felt sexy, again.

Dana got off Penny’s lap and pulled the woman to her feet. She gave her stepmother what she hoped was a playful smile and said, “Your turn.”

Raising her arm and letting her hand rest on her head in a way that made Dana swallow hard, Penny ran the tiny zipper on the side of her dress down.  The arm dropped and she shimmied out of the dress. She stepped out of her shoes, stood there so Dana could look at her. Dana drank the woman in, her pulse quickening at the sight of her naked body before her.  She couldn’t stop staring.

“Wow,” Dana said, which was about all she could manage.

Penny was smiling at her reaction, came forward until the space between them evaporated.  Her arms slipped around Dana’s neck and her lips just brushed against the girl’s.  Dana leaned into her, kissed her more forcefully.  There was no hesitation in Penny’s kiss, not anymore. No uncertainty.  For better or worse, the woman had made up her mind to go through with it.

Her stepmother steered her toward the bed and Dana stretched out on her back, her whole body trembling with need and nervousness.  Propping up on her elbows, Dana watched as Penny removed her new heels, tossed them aside, before crawling onto the bed.  She came to Dana and their lips met. Then a hand was on Dana’s hip moving higher.  She couldn’t hold in the giggle as her right breast was cupped, gently kneaded.

“Sorry,” Dana said, blushing when Penny pulled back to look at her, “little nervous.”

“Me, too,” Penny said, laughing, “we’ll take it slow.”

“Okay,” Dana said, then grinned, “although I can’t guarantee I won’t start giggling again.”

“Let me know if you need a minute,” Penny said and Dana nodded.

Smiling at her, Penny kissed her.  When her hand found Dana’s breast, again, she didn’t giggle, moaning instead as Penny’s palm drug across her stiffening nipple.  Penny didn’t let up until her back arched and her nipple ached sweetly.

She had read stories where a girl’s breasts were fondled.  Hell, she’d written a few herself.  She’d played with her own breasts, thought she had understood what it was like to have another person hand on her body but it wasn’t the same at all. Having her stepmother’s hand on her bare skin was thrilling and a whole lot more intimate.  There was an element of trust, of vulnerability she hadn’t expected.

Penny kissed her one more time, then smiled at her.  The smile was playful and Dana felt her pulse quicken. Her stepmother moved lower and suddenly her lips found her other nipple, her moist lips making her sigh.  Dana bit her lip and moaned as Penny’s tongue traced lazy circles around her areola. Shivers worked through her as Penny gently blew on her wet nipple, then her hot mouth was back. The contrast was sexy and she felt her body responding.

Dana’s breath caught in her throat as Penny lips brushed against her rib cage just under her breast, then even lower. She watched as the woman moved down her supine body, leaving a trail of moist kisses on her taut belly.  Dana suspected where Penny was headed and she could hardly believe this was really happening to her.  Not that she was against it, just never expected it to be happening.

Knowing something was going to happen and having it actually happen were apparently two very different things, Dana realized as she gasped in surprise when her stepmother gently kissed her girlhood.  A nervous giggle welled up inside of her but it got caught in her throat as Penny’s tongue caressed her tender bud.  Still propped up on her elbows, she watched wide-eyed as her stepmother teased her clit. The giggle that had hung up in her throat exploded from her in a moan, instead.  The hot, wet flick of the woman’s tongue felt incredible, unlike anything she could have imagined. The erotic stories she had read hadn’t even come close to describing the wonderful sensation Penny’s tongue were awakening in her young body.

“Oh God,” Dana said, her voice thick, “that feels so good.”

Penny rolled her eyes up at her and winked, gently sucking on her clit. Dana’s hips began to move, undulating against her stepmother’s mouth.  Her head lulled back loosely on her neck, her hair sweeping the mattress behind her.  The moans that escaped her slack mouth only got louder as Penny teased her young body. She was glad no one else was around because she couldn’t have held them in.

Penny’s hand slid up the insides of her thighs, over her hips and up her flanks to cup her breasts.  The woman’s touch left her nerve ending screaming for more. Luckily, Penny wasn’t finished, her hands ceaselessly exploring Dana.  It was thrilling and intimate, and the caresses had Dana moaning almost as much as what Penny was doing with her mouth did.

Dana could feel Penny’s excitement through her touch, knew the woman was as turned on as she was.  The fact that her stepmother was enjoying her young body under her fingertips made her feel warm all over.  The way Penny looked at her, the way Penny’s hands lingered on her body, the sexual tension that has been between them for days now… She’d never been the object of someone’s desire before.  Especially not someone as beautiful and sexy as Penny. She kind of liked it.

As her body began to writhe under the assault of Penny tongue and hands, her stepmother had to give up her exploring and grab her thighs to keep Dana’s sex to her mouth. Dana had lost control of her body. It craved what Penny was doing to it but still seemed to be trying to escape the intense pleasure washing through her.  All she could do was grasp at the sheets and try to hold on as her stepmother pushed her closer and closer to an orgasm.

Tension crept into her body and she realized she was going to come.  Penny was going to make her come, something she had fantasized about but never really expected it to happen.  This whole evening was a bit surreal.

“Oh God, I’m going to come,” Dana said, around a moan. Then she did, crying out in ecstasy.  It nearly shook her apart.  When the tension finally left her, her whole body was trembling with nervous energy. She put a hand to her mouth to contain the giggle that escaped her.  She blushed as Penny looked up at her, a mildly surprised look on her face.

“That was amazing,” she said, her face still hot.

“I don’t remember ever coming like that when I was your age,” Penny said, grinning, “I’m kind of jealous.”

Dana half sat up, kissed Penny deeply.  Her stepmother kissed her back and again Dana sensed the woman’s excitement in the eagerness of her kiss.  When they had to come up for air, Penny met her eyes, asked, “Are you still okay with this? With what we are doing?”

Laughing, Dana said, “My toes won’t uncurl but yeah, I don’t want to stop.”

“Okay,” Penny said, grinning. She moved from between Dana’s legs, stretched out beside the girl.

Looking down at her, Dana drank in her stepmother’s naked body.  When her eyes came to the junction of her thighs, to her pussy under the little thatch of pubic hair, she felt her heart beat faster. A nervous smile tugged at her lips as she thought about doing to Penny what her stepmother had done to her, thought about spreading her silken thighs and lowering her mouth to tease Penny’s clit with her tongue.  A shiver of naughty excitement worked its way through her at the thought of going down on her stepmother.

She took a deep breath to gather her nerve, then urged Penny to spread her legs.  Moving between them, she stretched out on her stomach.  Penny had propped up on her elbows and was watching her, which didn’t do anything for her nerves. With one more deep breath, she lowered her mouth to Penny’s sex, tasted her clit with her tongue.

The salt on her skin and the musky scent of her arousal flooded Dana’s senses.  With the flat of her tongue, she caressed her stepmother’s bud. The first moan that escaped the woman was all the reassurance she needed and she relaxed some.  As Penny’s hips began to move on their own and she started making these sexy, wordless noises of enjoyment, her confidence soared.

“That feels so… so good,” Penny said, her hands coming up to fondle her breasts.  Seeing it, Dana was a little jealous, let her own hands slip up Penny’s taut belly to cup her breasts.  Penny grinned at her, covered her hands with her own, wouldn’t let her move them. Not that Dana was trying to.

As Penny’s back arched off the bed and a groan slipped from her slack mouth, Dana thought, I must be doing something right.

The thought put a smile on her face.

Penny finally released her hands and Dana let them roam over her tight body.  Her stepmother’s workout routine kept her in great shape and she still had the body of an eighteen-year-old.  Dana loved the way she looked, the way her smooth skin felt under her fingertips.

Tonight had already been one of many firsts for her and she wanted to try something else.  She wet her fingers in her mouth, then eased them into her stepmother’s hot, slick core.  She heard the change in the woman’s breathing, saw the gyration of her hips get more pronounced and she thought she had found the g-spot.  Like she had read in a ‘how to have better sex’  article she had found while researching for her stories, she made little come hither motions deep inside Penny. Maybe the author of the article knew a thing or two because her stepmother’s body went crazy, writhing out of control.

“Oh shit,” Penny moaned, her back arching off the bed, “God, that feels so good, I’m going to come.”

Hearing her stepmother say that did wonders for her confidence and she lifted her head long enough to grin at the woman. Penny didn’t notice, had her head lulled back and her eyes closed.  Her mouth was slack and her face was pinched in pleasure.  Still grinning, Dana lowered her mouth back to Penny’s clit.

Suddenly, Penny’s head snapped up and she looked wide-eyed at Dana, then her whole body stiffened, her back completely leaving the bed.  She cried out in ecstasy and Dana could feel her climaxing around her fingers, the spasming of her sex.  The tension fled her body and Penny collapsed onto her back, shuddering through her orgasm.

“Holy shit, Dana,” Penny laughed in surprise, brushing the hair out of her face, “that was insane.”

Grinning at her, Dana said, “That looked intense.”

“I’ve never come like that before,” Penny said, shaking her head in wonder, “why are you so good at that?”

“Read an article on the internet,” Dana said, laughing.

“Well, God bless the internet,” her stepmother said, still shaking her head, “you need to forward that article to your father.”

Dana snorted in surprise, then fell out laughing.  Penny blushed when she realized what she had said, laughing too.

“Oh God, I can’t believe I said that,” her stepmother said.

Wiping tears from her eyes, Dana grinned at the woman, said, “Wow.”

“I think that orgasm short-circuited my brain,” Penny said, reaching out and grabbing her hand. Dana didn’t need much urging to stretch out beside the woman, resting her head on Penny’s shoulder and molding against her flank. Penny tilted Dana’s chin up to give her a languid, lingering kiss.

Finally breaking the kiss, Dana grinned up at her, said, “You want to hear something funny? You know that story you saw me writing… It is called ‘The Little Black Dress’.”

“Oh,” Penny asked, interested.

“Yeah,” Dana said, laughing, “and it is so close to what happened tonight that it is spooky.  The fake date, us ending up in bed. It is all in the story.”

“It wasn’t a fake date,” Penny said, smiling at her, “at least not for me.”

Returning the smile, Dana said, “Me, either.”

“Are you going to let me read it now?” Penny asked, crossing her fingers so Dana could see.

Dana laughed, “Eventually. When it’s finished.”

Pouting, Penny said, “That’s not nice.”

“A little anticipation can be fun,” Dana said, grinning at the woman.

“Funny,” Penny said, recognizing her own words.

“I didn’t think so at the time when you said it to me, but now…” she said, laughing when the woman gave her a dirty look. “Okay, okay. Let me tweak it a little tonight and I’ll let you read it tomorrow.”

“I’m afraid, love,” Penny said, winking at her, “that you won’t be getting much writing done tonight.”

“I won’t?” Dana asked, raising her eyebrows.

“No,” her stepmother said, kissing her deeply. Dana was grinning when the woman finally broke the kiss, understanding now what the woman meant. Smiling, she said, “I’m going to grab the bottle of wine from downstairs. Don’t go anywhere.”

“Okay,” Dana said.

Penny extricated herself from her stepdaughter and got off the bed.  She strode naked to the door, paused with her hand on the knob to look over her shoulder at Dana before leaving the room.

Alone, Dana started giggling excitedly.  She still couldn’t believe this was happening.  On her back, she grinned up at the ceiling, said, “I slept with Penny.”

Penny was gone for a while and Dana was about to go looking for her when she returned. She had the bottle of wine and two glasses in her hands and her laptop tucked under her arm. Handing the glasses to Dana, she sat her laptop on the bed. One by one, she filled the glasses up before crawling onto the bed, again.

Dana looked at the burgundy colored liquid, thinking about the last time she drank this much wine. She decided to sip it.

Her step-mother leaned against the headboard, pulled her laptop onto her thighs.  Dana sat beside her, watched as she put in her password.  She was curious why Penny had grabbed the laptop.  Before leaving to get the wine, she implied they were going to fool around some more.

After a moment, Penny set the laptop aside. She smiled at Dana, said, “You won’t let me read your story, but I’ll let you read my newest.”

“Really,” Dana said, excited, “you have a new story?”

“Um, yeah,” Penny said, an almost shy smile on her face. She glanced at the laptop, seemed to be rethinking the idea.

“What’s it about?” Dana asked, grinning.  She became excited about the new story. After all, she was her stepmother’s biggest fan.

“Come here,” Penny said, motioning for Dana to sit between her spread legs.

Dana wondered again what the woman had in mind as she moved.  The woman embraced her from behind, pulled Dana against her. Dana grinned, loving the feel of her arms around her and the way Penny’s breasts mashed against her back.  She decided this was a sexy way to read one of Penny For Your Thoughts’  stories.

She pulled the laptop onto her thighs, read the title of the story out loud, “The Shouldn’t.”

Penny brushed her hair aside to kiss her neck just below her ear, said, “You’ll understand when you read the story.”

“Okay,” Dana said, shivering as Penny kissed her shoulder.

I know I shouldn’t but I think I might. I know all the reasons why it is a bad idea but it is getting harder to deny what my heart wants. The fact that she might say yes if I asked only makes it worse. If I knew she’d say no, it would be easier, I think…

“First-person,” Dana asked, finding it kind of curious that they had both written a story in the first person, something they usually didn’t do.

“Yeah.  It was a little odd writing in the first person, but the story seemed to need it,” Penny said, running her hands up and down Dana’s arms.

Her touch was as light as a feather and it made Dana shiver, again.  She thought if her stepmother kept kissing and caressing her as she tried to read, it was going to be hard to concentrate.

“The story I’m writing,” Dana said, smiling, “it is the first person, too.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah,” she said, taking a deep breath before saying, “it seemed to need to be first-person, too.”

“Oh,” Penny said and Dana could hear the smile in her voice.

Dana kept reading:

…There is tension between us now, ever since I found out her secret.  We tease and play but I think there is something more being left unsaid.  The way I catch her looking at me now makes my heart beat faster and my mind race with thoughts I shouldn’t have. Does she know what she does to me when she turns those beautiful eyes on me?  

Dana’s heart was racing in her breast as she realized this read more like a diary entry than a story. Did Penny really feel this way, she wondered? And was she the girl with the secret?

She was distracted from her thoughts as Penny’s hands slipped from her arms and onto her breasts.  A groan slipped from Dana as her stepmother gently squeezed them. Dana shivered deliciously as Penny’s palms brushed her nipples. She forgot about reading for a moment, just enjoyed the sensation.

Finally, she turned back to the story:

…These were my thoughts as I washed the dishes in the sink.  That is the problem with menial labor like this; it didn’t require much thought, which left the mind free to wonder.  More and more its meanderings led to her.

Like my thoughts had conjured her, she came into the kitchen. My Shouldn’t. The dish in my hand slipped from my fingers as I saw how she was dressed, wearing just a pair of panties and a t-shirt.  She looked so sexy, her young body gloriously revealed.  Those long legs…

I couldn’t look away, transfixed by the sight of her looking in the open fridge.  I could hardly breathe, my heart racing so fast it was in danger of exploding…

Dana put a hand to her mouth, her own heart racing.  The question of whether she was the ‘Shouldn’t’ was answered. Reading her stepmother’s reaction to her little stunt in the kitchen, she wondered if the woman was embellishing her feelings for the sake of good reading or if the woman had really felt like that when she saw Dana rummaging through the fridge in just her panties and T-shirt.

One of Penny’s hands slipped from her breast, down her belly, and between her thighs. Heat blossomed there at her touch and she moaned.  She had to smile when she realized Penny’s intention for having her sit between her legs.  Reading the story was going to be an interactive experience. Penny’s fingers teased another moan from her, making these lazy circles that drove her body wild.

She had done this to herself before while reading something especially hot on Lesbian Lolita but having Penny do it to her while she read her story was a lot more exciting.  She bit her lip as she continued reading.

…When she leaned against the counter with her drink, I saw the mischief in her eyes.  She knew what she was doing, knew this was my little fantasy.  The game we had been playing… It was getting dangerous and not just because her father should be home at any time.  The teasing and flirting were getting out of hand and my self-control wasn’t that strong.

I wanted to go to her so bad, to feel her body pressed against mine as I kissed her.  Her lips looked so soft and inviting, shimmering from the lip gloss she wore.  I longed to feel them pressed against mine, to let her tongue into my mouth to taste her kiss. My desire was so strong my knees felt weak and I had to lean against the sink.

“You are playing with fire, young lady,” I said, smiling at her.

“What on earth do you mean?” she said, with a playful smile that eroded my self-control even further.  That smile, the flirty way she held her body, so much perfect skin on display… I was a flustered mess.

“I take it you read my email,” I asked.  The email. I still couldn’t believe I sent it. I had sat there, my finger on the Enter button for a while, trying to talk myself out of sending it.  I knew I was just throwing gasoline on a fire that was already burning out of control. The half-naked girl in front of me was proof I was right.

“Maybe, or I just forgot my pants,” she teased.

Her nipples were straining against the thin material of her shirt and she was flushed. I saw that she was as excited as I was by this game, that she liked teasing me as much as I liked the view. That didn’t do anything for my growing arousal.  

Again, I thought if I asked, she might say yes…

The story was becoming hot, very intimate, and the wonderful things Penny’s fingers were doing to her had her hips gyrating and moans slipping from her slack mouth.  The little waves of pleasure washing through her made it a little hard to focus on the words on the screen.  More than once, she had to re-read a sentence to make it make sense.

…I said, “You better remember them before your father comes home.”

“I guess you are right,” she said, pushing away from the sink. She walked passed me and I couldn’t look away. My eyes couldn’t get enough of her. She looked so beautiful, so young and lean. Perfect.

“Dana,” I said, not realizing I meant to. She paused in the archway, looked back at me over her shoulder.  I couldn’t breathe at how stunning she looked.  She had to know that little pose was knocking the last of my self-control for a loop. Flushed with desire, I said, “it was better than I imagined.”

She smiled then walked away.  My heart skipped a few beats as she rolled her hips more as she went, putting on a little show for my benefit.  The tick of her backside drew my eyes like a moth to a flame and I couldn’t stop staring at the simple white panties she wore. A very unassuming pair of underwear but so sexy to me.

My Shouldn’t was gone and I turned back to the dishes in the sink. My heart was still racing and my hands were shaking.  Staring down at the soapy water, I really didn’t see it. All I could see was the girl walking away, her long legs so lovely and bare.  I thought the heat of my arousal would cool when she was gone but it didn’t.  I still wanted to follow her upstairs, ask her the question I was afraid she might say yes to.  

Giving in, I pushed away from the sink. I was just passing through the archway when I heard the front door doorknob rattle.  The noise brought me back to my senses and I turned back into the kitchen, to my dishes. My face was on fire as my husband came into the kitchen and wrapped his arms around me from behind. I was glad he couldn’t see me…

Dana gasped as she read that last paragraph.  Was it true? Had Penny almost come upstairs after her little stunt?  Would she have been ready for her, then, if she had asked the question? Dana wasn’t sure, but hearing how flustered she had made the woman made her smile.  She liked the way it made her feel. Sexy.

“There’s more,” Penny said, taking the laptop from her and setting it aside, “but it can wait.”

“Did you really almost come upstairs?” Dana asked, shifting so she could look at the woman.

Penny smiled at her, said, “I was actually on the stairs when I heard your father come in. I ran upstairs and hid in the bathroom until I had myself under control, again.”

Dana grinned, then tucked her hair behind her ear shyly, “Some of the things you wrote…”

Gently kissing her, Penny said, “I meant every word.”

“Oh,” Dana said, her heart fluttering in her breast. She turned in Penny’s arms until she was facing the woman. Penny scooted forward a bit and urged Dana to put her legs out behind her. Dana’s eyes widened when their bodies came together, then she grinned when she saw what her stepmother had in mind. Putting her arms around the woman’s neck, Dana kissed her deeply.

Penny hugged her back, whispered in her ear when their lips finally parted, “I love you, Dana.”

Feeling tears sting her eyes, Dana said, “I love you, too.”

As their lips met, again, Dana rolled her hips forward, felt her girlhood rub deliciously against Penny.  It sent a shiver of pleasure through her, then Penny was  thrusting her hips forward, too. Each time their bodies came together, it forced a moan from Dana. Penny’s hands slipped down Dana’s back to grab her buttocks, to help Dana really grind against her.  She giggled excitedly at the woman’s eagerness. She was just thirteen, but her stepmother was the one acting like a horny teenager.

“What are you giggling about?” Penny asked.

Grinning at her, Dana said, “Nothing.”

“Uh-huh,” Penny said, then picked Dana up by her buttocks and toppled her onto her back.

The move caught Dana off guard and she gasped in surprise. When Penny crawled atop Dana, straddling one of Dana’s hips, she grinned down at the girl.  Their bodies nested together and Dana grinned back at her. Penny leaned in and kissed her, slowly rolling her hips back and forth. Dana’s eyes widened as their bodies ground together and she moaned into her stepmother’s kiss as it sent shockwaves through her.

Penny pulled back to grin at her, said, “It’s been too long since I’ve done this.  I’d forgotten how much fun it was.”

“Sleeping with your stepdaughter?” Dana asked, laughing when Penny gave her a look.

Shaking her head, Penny said, “Smartass.”

Penny found a rhythm she liked and Dana met her counter thrust for thrust, pushing her hips up into Penny.  She tried to remember what she had read about tribbing when researching her stories, but the feel of Penny’s body rubbing against hers made it hard to think.  Still, she must be doing okay because Penny’s face was pulled in a rictus of pleasure and thick moans kept slipping from her slack mouth. Her own body was alive with wonderful sensations, the meeting of their bodies sending shivers of pleasure through her.

“Oh God,” Penny said, arching her back, “did you read… read about this in your… article, too?”

With a laugh that was half a moan, Dana said, “No. I just figured it out.”

“So smart,” Penny said, grinning at her.

Penny leaned in for a kiss, slipping an arm under Dana’s neck. In a move that startled a giggle out of Dana, Penny rolled them until she sat atop her stepmother, their bodies still interlocked.  Penny smiled up at her, urged her to keep rocking her hips.  It took a minute but Dana figured out what worked, listening for changes in Penny’s breathing.  She found a rhythm they both liked. It was thrilling to being on top.  It was just a little thing, but it felt different being in control. She kind of liked it.

Half sitting up, Penny found Dana’s nipple with her mouth, teased it with her tongue and her lips until it stiffened and Dana groaned.  It ached sweetly as her stepmother used her teeth to gently nibble the tender nub and she arched her back.  Dana’s fingers slipped into the woman’s hair, held her to her breast.

Penny’s hands roamed freely up her flanks and around her back, down to cup her buttocks.  Her touch left Dana’s skin tingling.  She could feel the woman’s excitement in her touch and it excited her, in turn. Dana couldn’t get enough of her stepmother wanting her.

Collapsing back to the mattress, Penny arched her back off the bed.  Dana’s eyes went to her straining breasts and she couldn’t keep her hands off them.  Penny moaned as Dana kneaded them, teased their stiffening nipples.  Her stepmother covered her hands with her own, wouldn’t let Dana stop. Grinning, Dana leaned forward, found one of the nubs with her lips, traced the areola with her tongue.  Like the woman had done to her, she used her teeth to draw a thick groan from Penny.

Penny met her eyes and Dana saw an urgency in her face, in her widening eyes. Dana realized the woman was going to come.  With that realization, she noticed a few more tells, like the change in the flex of Penny’s hips and the tightening of her stomach muscles and the sharpness of her cries.

Her own excitement grew by leaps and bounds at the thought of the woman coming, again.  Tension crept into her own body and she pushed them both over the edge of ecstasy and into utter bliss.  She stiffened atop Penny, felt the woman start to shudder through her orgasm, then she came apart as her own shook her.  Their cries of release mingled in the still bedroom and their writhing bodies came to a halt.

Brushing her hair from her face, Dana looked down at her stepmother.  The woman was gasping for air and sweaty but she looked beautiful when she gave Dana a sated smile. Dana felt a little dazed, her mind fuzzy from her orgasm, but she managed to smile back.  She crawled off Penny, flopped on her back beside the woman. She had to smile when Penny snuggled against her, though it was kind of funny for some reason, a grown woman snuggling against a thirteen-year-old girl. Not that she didn’t like it.

“I can’t feel my toes,” Penny said, making Dana laugh, “that was amazing, love.”

“It was pretty amazing,” Dana agreed, still smiling.

“Best sex I’ve had in weeks,” Penny said.

Laughing, Dana said, “Dad hasn’t been knocking it out of the park, huh?”

“He hasn’t even been in the park lately,” Penny said, her voice sour.

“Oh,” Dana said, frowning.

“Sorry,” her stepmother said, with an embarrassed laugh, “you don’t want to hear about that sort of thing. Pass me my glass, would you?”

Dana handed her the glass and watched as she downed the wine in one gulp.  She was still frowning as she watched her stepmother stare down at the empty glass, lost in thought.  Something told her something was amiss between Penny and her father.

Penny saw Dana looking at her, gave the girl a fake smile. It didn’t do anything for Dana’s suspicions.

Continue to Chapter Five!

by Girl Lover

After the restaurant, they walked into the hotel lobby to check into their rooms. The lobby was enormous and ornate. A red carpet ran across the marble floors, from the revolving door to the front desk. Nancy stepped up to the desk.

“Hi. I have a reservation under Sanders.”

“Certainly ma’am. You have rooms 237 and 217.”

They stopped at room 217 and Nancy told Megan and Kerry, “Okay, here is your room and me and Emily will be in this one,” she pointed at the nearby door across the hall.

“But I want to play with Emily!” Kerry protested.

“Not now, honey. Tonight is for me and Emily to be together.”

“Are ya’ll going to be doing it?” Megan groaned, with a disgusted look on her face.

“We want some privacy which means we don’t want to hear any yelling or fighting. You two understand?”

“Yes, Mom,” both girls answered in a drone-like voice.

“There’s a TV and you have your Switch and tablet so you have plenty of things to keep you occupied.”

The girls went into their room and Nancy opened the door to hers and Emily’s room. They stepped inside, marveling at the king-sized bed, the luxurious carpets, and the bay window looking out over the forest.

Emily went over to the window to look out. “Wow!” she sighed.

Turning to Nancy, she exclaimed with a grin, “We did it! We’re actually married!”

Nancy came over, “You’re feeling it, aren’t you?”

Emily nodded.

Nancy held her, “It’s a wonderful feeling. Like we’re the only ones in the world.” Nancy bent over, nuzzling against her cheek. “My wife,” she whispered. ”My love…”

“MOOOOMMMM!” Megan’s voice wailed loudly through the wall, “KERRY”S NOT SHARING THE TABLET!”

Nancy closed her eyes, huffing in aggravation and muttering, “I told them to give us some privacy.”

Nancy started for the door, but stopped when Emily asked, “Can I try? Since I’m supposed to be their mother and all?”

A week ago, when she and Nancy were discussing getting married, Emily stated that she didn’t want to be just a wife, but also a mother.

“You want to?” Nancy asked, “Kerry’s mindful, but Megan can be pretty stubborn.”

“I still want to try.”

Nancy thought for a bit, then said, “I guess now’s as good a time as any to practice being a mother.”

Emily went out to the hall then opened the girl’s door. Inside, Kerry and Megan were each pulling the tablet. Emily took a deep breath and said, “Okay, stop it you two!”

Both girls froze and looked at her.

“Megan, when Kerry’s through, then you can use it.”

“See…” Kerry sneered, sticking her tongue out at Megan who scowled at Emily, huffing at her scornfully.

“You’re not my mom! You can’t tell me what to do!”

At this moment, Nancy appeared at the door.

“MEGAN! Emily is my wife and your step-mother! You need to mind her as you would me!” Then to both girls she added, “Now I’ve told both of you, me and Emily are on our honeymoon and we don’t want any interruptions! Do I make myself clear?”

“Yes, Mom,” both girls muttered glumly.

Nancy led Emily out and back to their room, saying, “Welcome to motherhood! Was it too much?”

“No, I just need more practice.”

Nancy went over to the closet, “Can you help me unzip this?”

Emily pulled down the zipper and stepped back, watching in eager anticipation as Nancy pulled the dress down and stepped out of it, hanging it up.

“Ahhh. It’s so good to get out of that thing.”

She turned around to see Emily staring at her with a sparkle in her eye. She went over to her, “Here, let me help you get out of this.” She unzipped Emily’s dress, pulling it off and hanging it up also.

Nancy reached back to unclasp her bra and drop it on the floor, asking in a quiet, soothing voice, “Now, what would you like to do?”

Once again, Emily was star-struck and at a loss of words by this stunning princess standing naked before her. “Can you um?” she faltered, not remembering how to say it.

“Make love?” Nancy asked.

“No, the other thing.”

“Breastfeed you?”

Emily nodded, whispering, “Yeah.”

Nancy hooked her thumbs into her panties, sliding them down her legs, and came over.

“Can you also make love to me afterward?” Emily asked, a bit of nervousness in her voice.

Nancy squatted before her, “I’ll always make love to you.”

She pulled down Emily’s panties and picked her up, carrying her to the recliner by the bay window. Sitting herself down, Nancy adjusted Emily in her lap and supported her head, then used her hand to guide her nipple into the girl’s open mouth. Emily suckled while Nancy leaned back, taking in the view, stroking Emily’s cheek. Nancy loved this so much. It was so relaxing and erotic but in a different way than simply having sex. And little Emily loved it even more. She really got into it, making little humming sounds and trying to pull the breast into her mouth.

After several minutes, Emily pulled her face away.

“You’re all done?” Nancy asked.

Emily nodded.

“You want me to make love to you now?”

Emily nodded again.

Nancy scooted to the edge of the chair, cradling the girl in her arms and stood up, carrying her to the bed. Laying the girl down gently, Nancy crawled over her, softly kissing all over her chest, before turning around and laying beside her in a 69 position.

“Now you can do me too.”

Emily’s lithe legs fell open in a welcoming gesture.

Nancy ran her finger over Emily’s juicy folds, bringing out all kinds of little sighs and gasps. Oh, she is so warm, and wet, and squishy.

She pulled her fingers out, briefly inhaling the fragrant, musky odor before putting her fingers back into Emily’s pussy.

Nancy had felt Emily’s fingers in her own pussy at first, but then Emily wasn’t touching her anymore. Nancy looked back at Emily to see her eyes glazed, mouth hanging open, and her face was kind of flushed. She uttered a strained whisper, “N-Nancy… ”

Still twirling her finger in Emily’s little pussy, Nancy answered, “Yes?”

“Ooooohhh… Nnnngghh… ” Emily’s hips thrusted up against her fingers as Nancy saw that she was past the point of no return. She felt the girl grabbing her legs and squeezing. “Ohhh… ohhhhh… .mmMMMMMMMmmohhh… ooooOOOOOOHHHHGAAAA!! OHhhhhh, ohhHHH, Nancy… ..Nancyyyyy… .”

For a moment, Emily’s body lurched up off the bed into a kind of twisted arc and went rigid. Grunting sounds escaped from her open mouth, her toes curled. Little by little, her body relaxed. She lay back against the bed, still panting, her eyes half-closed.

Nancy watched the resting girl, chastising herself for moving too fast. Dammit! I did too much and now she’s going to fall asleep. Of course, she didn’t regret giving her so much pleasure. It was just that she wanted some of that pleasure for herself too. She contented herself by running her hands lightly over the resting girl, feeling her little nipples, touching the slick folds between her legs. Even wetting a finger in her mouth and ever so gently sliding into her waiting butt crack. God, it feels so warm!

After what seemed an eternity, Emily looked at Nancy, smiling weakly and croaked in a tired little voice, “Okay, now I need to do you.” Nancy gave a sigh of relief that she was going to get some satisfaction after all. Emily sat up on her knees, looking down at Nancy’s pussy. She placed her hand on it, petting it, like it was a cat. Nancy opened her legs wide, keenly watching the girl.

“Move your hand around, hon,” Nancy directed her.

Emily did, circling her fingers on her slick gash.

“Yeah… just like that.”

Emily had a determined look on her face, asking hopefully, “Am I doin’ it good?”

“Very good,” Nancy breathed. Time to move it up a notch.

“Ready for something else?”

Emily nodded.

“Okay, try to push your whole hand in.”

Emily looked up, “My whole HAND?”

“Yes, Baby. Let me just get some lube first.” Nancy reached over to her little bag on the nightstand and fished through it till she pulled out a small bottle. Opening it, she squirted out a dollop into Emily’s palm. Emily grimaced at the greasy-looking substance as Nancy rubbed it all over her hand and then onto her pussy. “Okay. Just push it in.”

“It’s too big,” Emily protested.

“No, it’s not. It’ll fit.” Actually, Nancy had no idea whether it would fit or not, but she just HAD to have Emily’s little hand inside her. It was something she had to see.

With a slightly worried look, Emily slowly pushed her fingers in, then her palm. Then it stopped.

“It’s stuck.”

“Just wiggle and push, hon. Wiggle it around and push hard,” Nancy encouraged her.

Emily raised up, steadying herself with her other hand as she leaned her weight into it. “OHhhhh… !” Nancy gasped as if the wind was pushed out of her.

“Are you okay?” Emily asked.

Nancy nodded. “Wait just… a second…” she panted, then nodded, “Okay go.”

Emily resumed pushing. Nancy felt the massive size stretching her pussy. Oh God! The feeling was beyond describing. She felt… full. This might be a bit too much.

“I did it!” Emily proclaimed proudly, “I got it all the way in there.”

“Okay…” Nancy gasped breathlessly, “Now just… OHHH! Just start moving it in and out of me… ”

Emily did this, making a sticky slurping noise.

“Slower, slower…” Nancy quickly gasped in a pained voice.

Emily slowed down.

“Yeah, like that… ”

As Nancy got used to it, she told Emily, “Okay, you can go a bit faster now.”

Nancy raised up a bit to watch. Oh shit, she’s got half her arm in me!

She was drawing her breath in gasps at this point. “Faster honey.”

Nancy was on the verge of coming just from the sheer look of her little, young wife shoving her hand up her pussy.

And Emily did go faster. Her little face in awe at how Nancy was absolutely losing it.

Nancy was frigging her clit and crying out with every thrust that Emily gave her. Nancy’s face contorted, crying out.

“Oh FUCK!… How can anything feel so GOOD!”

Her hips raised up, “Oh yes, baby girl!… Right there. Ohhhh my GOD!… OH GOD! OH GOD! OH GOD! OH GOD! OH GOD!”

Sometime later, Nancy opened her eyes to see Emily laying next to her.

“Did I do good?” Emily asked.

Nancy chuckled, “Yes, baby, you did good. You did so good.”

Emily snuggled up to her, “What’s it like?”

Nancy stroked her hair, “What’s what like?”

“My hand being in you?”

Nancy smiled and rubbed her back.

“It feels wonderful, sweetie. Just… full. I don’t know how else to describe it. Like I’m just taking you all in and loving you so much.”

Emily laid her head on Nancy’s breast, a contented smile on her face, whispering, “I am your wife.”

Nancy cupped her cheek, “And I am yours.”

***

Nancy opened the door and walked into her house. It had been a long day at work and she was glad to be home. As she set her purse down, she was greeted by the delicious smell of dinner cooking. She smiled, calling out, “Baby, I’m home!”

It had been two weeks since their wonderful honeymoon at the Overlook Hotel and everyone had pretty much settled into their new married life, having worked out a schedule for how much time Emily was able to spend between her wife and her mom.

Emily’s mom, of course, wasn’t aware of her daughter’s new life and thought that she was simply staying with Kerry for a few hours after school each day and spending the night over the weekends. At work, whenever Nancy had to go to her co-worker, Jan’s department, she always felt a little peculiar. After all, being Emily’s mother, Jan was now her mother-in-law and Nancy found it hard to look her in the eye knowing that she was fucking her little daughter behind her back. On school days, once Emily and the girls got home from school, because Nancy was still at work, it was Emily’s responsibility as the parent to make sure that Megan worked on her homework and to do any housework that needed to be done, such as making dinner or laundry.

Nancy heard her wife’s voice in the kitchen, “I’m in here. Dinner’s almost ready.”

Nancy went into the kitchen where Emily was stirring a pot on the stove, asking, “Where are the girls?”

“Megan’s doing her homework and Kerry’s playing in her room.”

Nancy came over, wrapping her arms around Emily’s waist.

“How was your day, honey?” Emily asked.

“Long. I missed you.” Nancy kissed her cheek, feeling Emily’s hair tickling her nose. “Did you have a good day at school?”

“Yeah, except Billy wouldn’t share the ball at recess.”

Emily then giggled, “In class, I kept daydreaming about my wife.”

“So did I,” Nancy’s hand slipped underneath Emily’s dress, “Oooohh, I missed this so much today.”

“Save that till later,” Emily chided her, “I need to get dinner on the table.”

Nancy pouted, “I missed you too much to wait.”

“What did you miss about me?”

“Lots of things, like how you giggle in your sleep.”

Emily felt her cheeks flush, “I don’t giggle in my sleep.”

Nancy picked her up, nuzzling her lips into Emily’s neck, “Oh yes, you do. And you look so cute when you do it. You get this little expression… ”

“No, I don’t!” Emily giggled softly, loving the feel of Nancy’s boobs poking against her.

“I miss all the little things that you do… Like the way you hold your breath when you’re about to come… and the little dance you do when you’re excited… or the way your eyes light up when I take off my bra. I especially love that one myself.”

Emily pulled back, smiling embarrassingly at her and whispering, “My eyes don’t light up.”

“Maybe I should take off my bra so you can see for yourself.” Ms Sanders buried her face in Emily’s neck, kissing it.

“Baby…” Emily started gently.

“Mm-hmm… ”

“I need to finish dinner.”

Nancy moved her mouth to Emily’s lips, kissing her passionately.

“Geez, Mommm… Why do you have to do that?”

Nancy and Emily pulled back to see Megan in the doorway of the kitchen, scowling at them.

“Do what?” Nancy asked her.

“You know… making out with her! It just looks… UHHH!”

“Well, we love each other.”

“But it’s gross!”

At this time, Emily told her, “Have you finished your homework?”

“Yeah,” Megan replied grudgingly.

“Well, it’s time for dinner. Go call your sister.”

Megan huffed, “Okay,” then left to get Kerry.

Emily told Nancy, “Put me down so I can finish dinner.” Nancy did and together they carried the food to the table.

Kerry came running in, “What’re we having?”

Nancy, “Soup!”

As they were about to sit down, Emily’s phone rang. Emily sighed, pulling out her phone. She put it to her ear, “Hi Mom, what’s up?”

“I need you to come home so we can get you some new shoes at the store. Remember?”

“Yeah, I forgot,” Emily sighed. “Okay, I’ll be home in a little bit. We’re kinda in the middle of something… ”

“Not in a little while. Now! So get home!”

“Okay Mom.” Emily hung up the phone, a forlorn look on her face. She said quietly in a sad voice, “I have to go.”

Nancy came over, “I know, honey. Once again, life gets in the way.”

They walked to the front door together, with Emily complaining, “It’s not fair that I have to leave.”

Nancy held her, “It’s not, but we’ll see each other tomorrow and Friday, we’ll be together for the whole night.”

“I love you.”

“I love you too.”

Nancy watched her go back to her mother. Halfway up the sidewalk, Emily turned and waved. Nancy waved back, thinking to herself. Here I was, a lonely middle-age woman, raising two girls alone. And then a little girl came into my world. She is the love of my life. The parent and spouse that my ex-husband never was and every day, my life is blessed by her being by my side. It just goes to show you love is often found where you least expect it.

The End

 

 

by Girl Lover

And so it was that when Emily’s mom knocked on the door…

“Mom, can I spend the night here with Kerry? Please! Please! Please! Please!”

“Hold on, young lady. Did you even ask her mom?”

“Yes!”

“Do you need anything from home?”

“No!”

“Well, you seem pretty determined. Nancy, you sure you don’t mind? She can be quite the handful.”

Nancy thought, She certainly is, then replied with all sincerity, “I would love to have her spend the night.”

During the evening, the girls enjoyed themselves thoroughly, though Emily spent most of her time sneaking peeks at Nancy’s bountiful cleavage. As they were watching the Disney channel after dinner, Ms Sanders said to them.

“Emily, can you help me with something?”

Emily answered, “Okay,” as she got up.

“Mom… can you get me some ice cream?” Kerry pleaded.

“No, you’ve already had dessert.”

“But, Mommmm… ”

“I said no.”

Ms Sanders turned and walked down the hall with Emily following. They came to the bedroom and Nancy closed the door behind them.

“I couldn’t help noticing how much you’ve been staring at my breasts and was wondering if you would like to breastfeed some more.”

Emily moved her eyes to Nancy’s cleavage as she felt her mouth grow dry and licked her lips subconsciously. She looked at the closed door with Kerry just down the hall.

“If you’re wondering about Kerry, she’s too preoccupied with the TV. She won’t come in here.”

Nancy sat down in the rocking chair in the corner and unbuttoned her blouse halfway. She held out her hand to Emily who came over and took it. She guided the girl into her lap, where she gently turned her sideways so that her legs overhung the left arm of the chair and her head fell into the crook of Nancy’s waiting right arm. As Emily stared up at her wide-eyed, Nancy pulled out her right breast and with her hand on the back of Emily’s head, guided the girl’s trembling lips to the nipple. She stared in wonder as Emily closed her lips around the nipple and began to suck. Her arms came around, holding on to Nancy.

Nancy murmured encouragement. “There, there… that’s a good girl.” Her hand softly stroking Emily’s long hair. “Is it good, sweetie?” she whispered.

Emily nodded. “Mmh-hmm.”

Nancy lovingly stroked the side of Emily’s face with the back of her fingers. “I can tell that you’ve been really wanting this.”

Emily pulled away. “How did you know?”

“You think I haven’t noticed the way you look at my boobs?” Nancy laughed, “You make it so obvious.”

Emily felt herself blushing as she tried to apologize, “I didn’t mean nothing.”

Nancy leaned over to kiss her, “You have nothing to be sorry for. I’m very flattered by your attention, sweetie.”

Emily noticed Nancy’s breasts slightly bouncing “How do you do that?”

“Do what?”

“Make ’em bounce like that.”

“Oh, they just have a mind of their own,” Nancy teased.

Emily glanced over at the door again, wondering if Kerry would barge in on them at any moment, but Nancy’s hand stroking her hair, soothed her, “Kerry’s watching TV. Don’t worry about her coming in.”

Reassured, Emily opened her mouth again and latched on to Nancy’s nipple and continued to suckle.

“Such a loving baby,” Nancy cooed, then teased her, “I might want to change your diaper later.”

Emily blushed again and couldn’t help but giggle furiously at the suggestion, but also grew hot at the thought of her bare pee-pee being gently wiped and powdered by a loving mother.

Emily continued for quite a while till Nancy raised her up, explaining, “My legs are going to sleep. You are such a sweet girl.” Nancy kissed her before saying, “You better go back before Kerry’s show ends, okay?”

Emily got up from her lap, watching as Nancy buttoned her blouse, then left to rejoin Kerry.

***

“What took you so long? The movie’s almost over,” Kerry told her when she came back.

Emily tried to enjoy the rest of the evening with Kerry, but could not forget the incredible moment that Nancy had given her. However, later, she got so involved with playing games with Kerry on her Nintendo Switch that when Ms Sanders told them that it was time to go to bed at eleven o’clock, it caught both girls by surprise.

“But, Mom!” Kerry protested whinily.

“No arguments, Kerry. Bedtime’s eleven.”

“But it’s too early,” Kerry continued to protest.

“Turn off the TV, girls,” Ms Sanders ordered.

“Yes, Mom.”

Both girls ran to the fridge in the kitchen to get a coke and a Pop-Tart as a before-bed snack.

“It’s not fair,” Kerry grumbled, “It’s Saturday. I shouldn’t have a bedtime.”

In Kerry’s room, they changed into their nightshirts and crawled into bed.

A little later, Kerry was fast asleep while Emily was still wide awake, thinking of Nancy just down at the end of the hall. At that moment, Emily saw the door open and Nancy quietly walking towards the bed.

“Emily, are you awake?”

Emily could see that the front of Nancy’s robe was hanging open and was just able to make out her cleavage. “Emily, sweetie, would you like to come sleep in my bed with me? I think we could help each other fall asleep.”

Taking Nancy’s hand, Emily got out of bed.

“Kerry seems to be sleeping well,” Nancy noted, tucking the covers over her. She led Emily out of the bedroom, telling her, “Okay, let’s go to bed.”

In the bedroom, Nancy softly closed the door and locked it. The robe slid off her shoulders and onto the floor, revealing her naked body. She grasped the hem of Emily’s nightshirt and pulled it up, over her head, letting it drop beside her robe on the floor. She knelt down, pulling Emily’s panties down her legs. Emily stepped out of them and was nude also.

She took Emily’s hand, leading her to the bed and under the covers. Nancy slid in beside her, facing her as they lay together. “Would you like for me to breastfeed you or make love to you?”

Emily was so nervous, her voice was dry. “B-breastfeed me, please.”

Nancy grabbed her lower breast and guided it to Emily’s mouth. Taking it in her hands, Emily accepted it and began suckling.

“You really like this, don’t you, sweetheart?,” Nancy whispered, stroking the top of her head.

Emily nodded. It was the most wondrous feeling in the world, curled up beside her ‘mother’, being held and caressed by her loving hands. She felt Nancy’s fingers sliding down her side and around to her bottom. She giggled.

“Tickles?” Nancy asked.

“Uh-huh.”

Nancy continued stroking her bottom and running her finger along the inside of her crack.

Emily shuddered with every touch, enjoying it so much that she lay quietly, her mind no longer on breastfeeding.

Nancy gently took Emily’s face in her hands, kissing her, “I want you to really enjoy yourself tonight.” Nancy’s fingernails grazed along her back, causing the girl to shiver.

“I can’t stop shaking,” Emily whispered.

“I know.”

“Are we going to make love now?” The anticipation was heavy in her voice.

“Yes.”

“What do I do?”

“Whatever you want. Don’t be afraid to touch me.”

Nancy raised above her, turning the girl onto her back. Emily reached out to the large breasts hanging above her, placing her hands on them. She saw Nancy tremble, her eyes momentarily opening wide as she sucked in her breath.

“What happened?” Emily asked.

“I had an orgasm. A small one but still nice.”

“Can you tickle my bottom again?”

Nancy’s fingers came around to Emily’s bottom again, her fingernails lightly scratching inside the crack.

Emily shivered, wiggling her bottom and Nancy felt the heat emanating from her special spot.

Nancy’s finger snaked down to nestle inside the soft lips of Emily’s pussy. Emily’s legs opened wide for a moment then clamped shut on her finger. Nancy’s finger moved, curling in and out, grabbing the girl’s attention. Suddenly, with a long throaty moan, Emily’s body went absolutely rigid. Her eyes fixed on Nancy’s as Nancy realized she was coming.

Damn, I didn’t mean for her to come this soon.

Nancy held her as her little body spasmed. Moments later, Nancy felt her relax and continued to hold her till she opened her eyes.

Emily looked over at her, “How come I get all woozy like that?”

“It’s just what happens.”

“Do you want me to do that to you?”

“I would like that, but you don’t have to if you don’t want to.”

“I don’t know what to do.”

Nancy lay back, patting between her legs.

Emily scooted over and knelt down, squinting at it, “It looks like a BIG mouth.”

Nancy chuckled and then flexed her vaginal muscles. Emily gasped, “Hey! It moved!”

“What did?” Nancy asked in a pretend surprised voice.

“The hole!”

She saw it move again! Suspicious, she looked up at Nancy.

“Are you doing that?”

“Who me? I’m just laying here, minding my own business. Maybe it wants you to kiss it.”

Emily kept looking suspiciously at her till Nancy laughed.

“Of course, I’m doing it, silly! My pussy just gets so excited about being kissed that I can’t help moving it.”

“Does it want me to kiss it?”

“More than anything.”

Emily leaned closer, pushing her lips together, to just barely touch Nancy’s pussy. Hmm, this doesn’t taste bad. She kissed it again, holding a little longer.

“Lick it, honey. Use your tongue,” Nancy’s quivering voice told her.

Emily did lick Nancy’s pussy. Her little tongue running over the wet folds.

“Oooooh, my… Mmmmmm, that feels so good!” Nancy moaned as she watched the little girl’s head bobbing around as she rubbed her tongue all over her pussy.

“Oh, GOD. Emily! Oooooh, yes, Baby! OhhHHHH! GAAA!”

The combination of seeing this determined little girl between her legs and the unbelievable licking she was giving her pushed Nancy over the edge. She tried to hold it in so she wouldn’t wake up Kerry down the hall,

“Oh, Emilyyyyyy! I’m coming! I’m cuhhhhhhhhh!”

***

Nancy opened her eyes to see Emily laying on top of her, smiling, her face framed between her boobs.

“Oh Emily… C’mere, Baby.”

Emily crawled up beside her as Nancy wrapped her arms around her.

“That was so wonderful.”

Emily was quiet.

“Is anything wrong?”

“I want to tell you something… but I don’t know what you’ll think.”

“What is it?”

Emily bit her lip, then quietly murmured, “I think I love you.”

Nancy thought for a bit, then replied, “I think I love you too.”

Emily snuggled down in between her breasts and fell asleep.

***

Knock… Knock… Knock.

“Mom, is Emily in there?”

Emily jumped up startled, staring at the door wide-eyed. It was about seven in the morning.

Knock… Knock. “Mommmm!”

“Kerry! Stop banging on the door!” Nancy called out, “Emily’s in here with me.”

“Why is she in there?”

“Because she had trouble sleeping in your room. She’s still trying to sleep so go get yourself some breakfast and she’ll come when she wakes up.”

“Okay.” They heard her walk towards the kitchen.

Nancy turned toward her, “I’d like to have some more time for us before you have to go play with Kerry.”

“I’d like that too,” Emily nuzzled her face back into Nancy’s cleavage where she had been sleeping before Kerry’s abrupt awakening.

After Emily got up, she spent the morning with Kerry and Nancy, although she called her ‘Ms Sanders’ so as not to confuse Kerry.

She wasn’t able to spend the night again since it was a school night, but whenever she could during the week, she would tell her parents she was going to play with Kerry and then she and Nancy were able to spend some time together. Their relationship grew stronger during these visits and they considered themselves a couple, though in secret. During those school nights in which they were not able to be together, they missed each other terribly and it was during those nights when Nancy would look at the emptiness of her bed and would feel the solitude pressing in on her, and the stillness and quiet would remind her how lonely her life was. It just didn’t seem right that they had to keep their relationship a secret, simply because society thought that Emily was the wrong age. Many times, Nancy would ask herself if this relationship was worth all the secrecy and lies, but when they would come together, she knew that this was right.

***

One Friday evening, something happened that Nancy always had a fear of in the back of her mind. She and Emily were in Nancy’s bedroom, although they considered it ‘their’ bedroom, Nancy’s mouth deep in Emily’s pussy, Emily loudly moaning, when they heard something.

“Mommy?”

Nancy and Emily jerked up to see Kerry, standing in her pajamas, in the open doorway. For a moment, they all stared at each other in silence. Nancy felt the color drain from her face.

“What are you doing?” Kerry asked.

“You should be in bed, sweetie,” said Nancy.

“I heard funny noises.”

“I know,” Nancy replied quietly, “Get back into bed and I’ll be right there to tuck you in.”

Kerry went back to her room. Nancy sighed, a worried look coming across her face.

“I need to go talk to her,” she told Emily.

Nancy put on her robe and Emily slipped on her T-shirt and panties, and together, they went to Kerry’s bedroom and Nancy knelt down on the floor beside Kerry’s bed. Kerry looked at Nancy and Emily with a puzzled look on her face.

“Baby…” Nancy said, “… you know that when a man and woman are in love, they like to show their love to each other by kissing?”

Kerry nodded.

“Annnd… sometimes two women may be in love. Annnd, sometimes one of the women isn’t… quite old enough to be a woman. Sometimes… you can’t control who you fall in love with.”

“That’s a lot of ‘sometimes’.” Kerry scowled.

“I know honey, but do you understand what I’m trying to say?”

“You and Emily are… in love?”

Nancy looked over at Emily beside her, then turned back, whispering, “Yes honey.” Kerry put her hands to her mouth and giggled.

“What’s going on?”

Nancy and Emily turned around to see Megan walking in, rubbing the sleep from her eyes. Kerry, still giggling, squealed excitedly, “Mommy and Emily are in love and they were naked and Mommy was kissing her coochie!”

Looking quite bewildered, Megan stopped, “Huh?”

Kerry explained again, “Mommy and Emily were naked… ”

“Kerry!” Nancy started.

“You were kissing her pussy? Where she pees?” Megan asked.

“I don’t like that word!” Nancy told her disapprovingly, “But yes, I was…”

Nancy struggled on how to make it sound less vulgar, “… making her feel good.”

“You were having sex with her?” Megan asked.

“It wasn’t sex,” Nancy sighed, “We were making love.”

“Isn’t that like… illegal? You said no one should touch us in our swimsuit area.”

Nancy sighed again frustratingly. This wasn’t going well at all.

“Girls, that’s for people who want to hurt you and do things without your permission. Emily and I love each other and I would never hurt her. Please try to understand.”

“How can you be in love with her?” Megan objected, “She’s just a little kid.”

“Because of how we feel about each other. Love can’t be contained by race or gender or age. When you’re older, you’ll understand.”

“I’m older than her,” Megan indicated Emily.

“Now that’s enough, Megan! We are in love and you might as well get used to it because we were thinking about getting married!”

Nancy grimaced in a moment of regret. She hadn’t planned to tell her daughters about that just yet.

Kerry seemed to take it pretty well, exclaiming excitedly, “You mean Emily’s going to live with us?! Can she sleep in my room?!”

“She’ll be sleeping with me, sweetie,” Nancy replied before Megan objected again.

“But she’s a kid! You can’t marry her!”

“Now, Megan, me and Emily love each other. Emily knows how young she is and how you two can be a handful at times, but she wants to be a part of our family.”

“Does this mean Emily’s gonna be my new mom?” Kerry asked hopefully.

Nancy turned towards her, thinking, “Well, I hadn’t really thought of it in that way, but if she’s going to be my wife, I suppose she will be.”

“YEAH!” Kerry cheered, “I’ll have two moms! I can’t wait to tell all my friends that… ”

“Girls!…” Nancy interrupted suddenly, “you can never tell anyone about this.”

“Not even Gramma?” Kerry asked with a little bit of sadness in her voice.

“Oh my God! Especially not Gramma!” Nancy gasped in absolute horror, shuddering to imagine what her mother would think of her having sex with a seven-year-old girl.

“No one, absolutely NO ONE! Do you understand that girls? It has to be our secret.”

Megan protested, “This is too weird! How is she supposed to be married if she’s still in school? Are her parents going to let her live here? What am I supposed to tell my friends when they come over?”

Nancy told them, “I know this is all… a little strange, but we’ll make it work out. We know that she can’t live here full time, but on the weekends and holidays from school, she’ll try to stay here as much as she can. We’ve talked about her being a step-mother to you two… ”

Megan crossed her arms, “I ain’t calling her ‘Mom’!”

“I’m not asking you to, Megan.”

“Can I call her Mom?” Kerry was really warming up to the whole idea.

“If you want to.” Nancy chuckled.

***

The next morning Emily woke up feeling wonderful. Last night had gotten rather hectic, but everything seemed to have been worked out. They had decided upon having the wedding next weekend so that they would have the entire weekend. There was a lot of wedding planning to do today and Emily hated to leave the loving embrace that she and Nancy were wrapped up in. She nuzzled her face deeper into Nancy’s cleavage.

“Morning, my love,” Nancy’s greeted her sleepily.

Emily reached up to kiss her.

“Nnggh… don’t kiss me, I have morning breath.”

Emily contented herself with kissing each of Nancy’s breasts.

“You’re too horny for your own good,” Nancy laughed.

“I can’t help it.”

“Much as I want to just stay in bed, we really need to get going. The girls need to get up. We all need to run through the shower… ” Nancy pointed a warning finger at Emily, “That means no playing with my boobs,” to which Emily huffed disagreeably. “When does your mom expect you back?”

“I dunno.”

“Hmmm. Well, let’s hope she doesn’t call too soon before we finish all the shopping.”

Ms Sanders put on her robe and went to get the girls up. As they were waking up, she set out the milk and cereal for them, then came back to join Emily in the shower. She let Emily lather her up but made sure to keep her on task and not get too distracted. As they were drying off, Nancy went over the itinerary, “Okay, rings, dresses, wedding location and honeymoon.”

Emily went to join the girls eating breakfast as Nancy looked online for possible honeymoon ideas. After Emily finished and came back, Nancy happily told her, “I found the perfect hotel for our honeymoon. The Overlook Hotel. It’s not far and has a swimming pool for the girls and even a hedge maze. Come look.”

Emily came over, looking at the pictures of the luxurious rooms, the pool and the scenery. “Best of all…” Nancy pointed at one of the pictures, “… it has this scenic viewpoint that we can have our ceremony on.” Emily put her arms around Nancy, looking at the pictures as Nancy quickly made a reservation for two nights for Friday of next week.

“Well, that just leaves ring shopping and dresses.”

By the time Emily’s mom called to pick her up later that day, the dresses and rings had been bought, and dinner reservations had been made at a nearby restaurant for Friday night.

All during the following week, both Nancy and Emily were increasingly nervous and excited about their upcoming wedding. Emily asked her mom about spending Friday and Saturday night with Kerry and everything was set. When Friday finally came, they drove to the hotel, checked in and changed into their dresses. The hotel was situated out in the country, away from town, overlooking the valley which stretched out before them.

Down a little scenic path was a lookout point, paved with natural stones and with a large arbor with overhanging vines. Nancy stood in her long, flowing peach-colored dress, her neck graced with a set of pearls that had belonged to her grandmother. Beside her, holding her hand, Emily looked radiant in her matching peach-colored dress. The girls, in their own flowery dresses, stood behind the couple.

As the sun began to dip below the horizon, Nancy took out the rings, handing her ring to Emily to hold.

Emily looked at it. Though she had seen it in the jewelry store, the rays from the setting sun sparkled on the red-gold ring. Her finger ran across the roses carved across the top and sides.

Nancy took her left hand and looked into her eyes for a minute, not saying anything. She slid the ring onto her finger, “Emily, I’m giving you this ring as a sign of how much I love you. You are so special to me and with this ring, we share our love and ourselves with each other. Though our parents will never know of our love, remember that I belong to you, and only to you. I love you.”

Emily placed the ring, that Nancy had given her, onto Nancy’s finger. “I don’t know how to say it like you did.”

“Just say what’s in your heart, dear.”

Emily thought a bit and said, “I think you’re the most beautiful woman in the world. You’re my princess and I love you so much.”

Nancy wiped her eyes. “That was perfect.” She knelt down and together, they kissed. Kerry giggled at this.

After coming apart, they heard Kerry ask, “Are ya’ll married now?”

Nancy turned to her, “Yes, yes we are.”

I’m married! Emily whispered to herself in awe. Actually married!

“What happens now, Mommy?” Kerry asked.

“Well… ” A somewhat sad look came over Nancy’s face but she quickly pushed the thought aside and said, “We’ll enjoy this beautiful sunset and then we’ll get some good food to eat.”

Kerry and Megan ran to the ledge to look out over the valley, exclaiming excitedly about how far they could see.

“What’re you thinking?” Nancy asked her newly wedded bride.

“I dunno. Just seems weird that I’m married.”

“I know what you mean. When I was married to my ex-husband, it took me a few days to get used to it after the wedding. The first few days are bliss then you get used to it.”

“Nancy, why did you have a sad face a minute ago with Kerry?”

“Oh… I was just wishing that my parents were here. And yours to. I hate that we have to do this in secret. As if I were some kind of monster hunting children. It makes me sick that people would think that about me and say that what we are doing is wrong.”

Emily put her arms around her, hugging her.

“I’m sorry dear. I shouldn’t let these things get me down. I really am happy that we’re together.”

They walked over to join Megan and Kerry at the ledge.

Megan turned and asked, “Can we eat now?”

“In a minute,” Nancy told her. She was standing behind Emily, her arms holding her tightly.

Kerry told Nancy, “Okay, you’re Mom Number One and Emily’s Mom Number Two. That way, we’ll all know who’s who.”

“That’s not necessary, Kerry.”

“Can we eat now?” Megan asked again.

“Yes! Let’s go eat,” Nancy answered.

This way to Chapter 4!

By Amanda Lynn

Keesha Johnson loved the water. Growing up in Edmonton she spent as much time as she could at the local pool, and in the summer, her family would spend a couple of weeks and most weekends at their cottage on Gull Lake. She could usually be found in or on the water, swimming, kayaking, canoeing, or on the jet ski. So, when the lifeguard job came up at the university in her first year, she jumped at it. She may not be swimming and diving, but she was by the pool. She also volunteered a couple of evenings a week instructing swimming classes as well as a counselor at the three, two-week youth summer camps at Gull Lake.

But the 22-year-old had another reason for taking this job. She liked girls. Well, more specifically, young girls. Girls just on the verge of blossoming. Their ages could vary by a few years, maybe between 10 to 12, depending on when their bodies had decided it was time for them to develop into womanhood. Seeing the girls at the pool in their usually tight-fitting swimsuits, climbing out of the pool to walk to the diving board only to jump back into the water could make her squirm in the lifeguard chair.

She admired the tiny bumps hidden under their suits, the ones that promised one day to be supple breasts. Loved to watch their cute butts wiggle as the girls pulled at the material that moved up exposing lots of cheek. And every once in a while a girl would wear a suit that was a bit small, prominently displaying her sex with a camel toe. The crotch of her own swimsuit would become as wet as those of the girls in the pool even though she had never left her chair, and she would end her shift by rubbing one out in the staff shower room.

If anyone had ever learned about her fantasies, she would be labeled as a pedophile. She had first heard that word when she was nine, a year after she became sexually active. Her mother had called her 16-year-old babysitter a pedophile the day she caught Keesha licking the teen’s pussy clean after giving her an orgasm.

Keesha knew that the things her babysitter had taught her, and they had done together over the preceding year were their secret, and Keesha could never tell anyone. But she never understood why her parents had become so upset when they did find out. Dixie, the babysitter, had never done anything Keesha didn’t want to do. She never forced her or hurt her in any way. The sex they had was always fun and felt so good whenever they orgasmed.

She never saw Dixie again, and that had made her sad. Her love of sex never stopped though, and she continued her pursuit of it. Lots of masturbation at first but she missed doing things with other girls. She seduced her best friend first, then two other girls at school. The four of them had many sexual adventures together during the next few years.

When she was 13, she had been a babysitter for about a year. She got a new client then who had a 10-year-old daughter named Amy. Keesha became smitten with her instantly, and within a month she had popped Amy’s lesbian cherry. She babysat Amy only on Friday nights, and for next year they fucked like rabbits. Amy’s mom changed jobs then, and they moved away. It was that year with Amy that hooked Keesha on girls that age.

As she grew older, she found that girls that age were eager to learn and explore their bodies, and if someone kind, gentle, and understanding was willing to teach them, they were happy to accept it. On the downside, the older she became, the more risk was involved, so from the time she turned fifteen, she tried to avoid situations where she might be tempted with a tween. If a girl were more than a year younger than her, she was off limits, that became her rule. She broke that rule several times before she turned twenty.

So now here she was, basically torturing herself, with all these pretty young girls around. She had to be satisfied with an accidental brush against a small boob or a backside during a swimming lesson with her beginners’ class. And even though there was no reason to, she would occasionally walk through the girls’ change room or communal showers to sneak a peek at naked young flesh. She had to be careful with that one though as there could be an adult present, and if a supervisor saw her, there could be difficult questions to answer.

“You’re sprung,” a voice said from below her.

She jumped and tore her eyes away from the very sexy girl in the white bikini sitting on the edge of the pool and chatting with her friend still in the water. Keesha looked down at the man who had spoken and smiled at him. Jeez, her shift was over already?

“Hey, Keith,” she greeted and climbed down from the chair.

“Quiet shift? No shark attacks or anything?”

She chuckled. “Nope. No sharks, but I think I saw a mermaid, or it could have been Aquaman. Not sure.”

“Right. I’ll keep an eye out,” he laughed.

“Talk to ya later, Keith.” She gave him an airy wave as she headed for the office. She was a few feet from the office door when two girls appeared from the changing area. She paused for a moment to look, recognizing them at once from a few days before. They were the girls who had been having some naughty fun with the water jets.

“Hey there,” she said when they approached.

The shorter of the two girls, the one with the light brown hair, smiled widely. “Hi,” she said excitedly.

This made Keesha grin. “It’s Trish, right?”

“Yeah,” Trish replied as her cheeks turned a light shade of pink.

Keesha let her eyes quickly roam over the girl’s body. She hadn’t had a chance to get a good look at Trish the last time they met, but she was glad she did now. The girl wore the cutest swimsuit, and it fit her well. “I didn’t get your name though,” she said turning to the other girl.

“Hi again. I’m Monica.”

“There were three of you last time, no?” Keesha asked.

“Yeah, that was our friend, Gabby. She couldn’t make it this time.” Trish explained.

“I see. Well, enjoy your swim.”

“Thanks,” Monica replied.

Keesha gave Monica’s butt a quick peek as the girl turned and headed toward the pool. Trish hesitated though, smiling sweetly, and Keesha’s gaydar began pinging like crazy. Then Trish gave her a little wave and moved quickly to catch up with Monica. A delightful tingle shot from her core as she watched the girl’s cute ass.

“Oh, what I would like to do with you, little girl,” she mumbled quietly. Keesha went into the small staff office, closing the door behind her. Grabbing a file folder from the cabinet, she plopped down behind the desk to work on her lesson plan for her next week of swim classes.

She didn’t get much done, with the thoughts of Trish and the throbbing between her legs being too much of a distraction. So, she closed the folder and headed for the staff shower, remembering then that it was closed today for plumbing upgrades and if she wanted a shower, she would have to use the public ones.

She paused for a moment, debating on what she should do; use the public shower or wait until she was home. She didn’t really want to wait though. The toilet stall was a choice, it had been her go-to place in high school until the teacher she had been fantasizing about at that moment caught her. That traumatic experience kinda ruined it for her. Mind made up she headed into the public showers.

Keesha peeled off her one-piece swimsuit and stepped under the warm spray. There was a sort of privacy wall made of opaque glass that shielded the entrance to the shower from the changing room. Anyone entering the shower would have to pass by the wall, and their resulting silhouette would be seen by anyone standing under the showerhead where Keesha now stood. The door that led from the shower to the pool made a loud squeak when opened, so she knew she was relatively safe from being caught.

The girls she had seen and lusted for danced in her mind as she played with her sensitive clit. She groaned feeling the pressure in her belly. Release would come quickly today. She rubbed harder and faster picturing cute little Trish. She would be standing naked in this shower room in a while. Wouldn’t that be nice to watch, the streams of water running over her smooth skin and down to her sweet pussy?

Keesha groaned again as her orgasm tore through her. Her body shuddered, and she had to lean back against the wall for support. Lost in her bliss, she had forgotten where she was and had closed her eyes during her orgasm. They snapped open, and the momentary relief that no one was there was replaced by a worrying thought. What if someone had seen and left at once?

She groaned, chastising herself for being so stupid. Moving under the spray once again she faced the wall and let the water hit her face. The door from the pool squeaked as she shut off the water. Turning she saw Trish standing there, staring in shocked silence.

Keesha felt a tingle again. “Never seen a black girl before?” she asked teasingly. Damn, she wished they were truly alone right now.

“Huh? Oh!” Trish’s face pinkened. “Um, yeah. I live in Toronto. There are lots of different races there.”

“I see. I thought maybe you hadn’t, the way your eyes were locked on me.” Keesha stepped closer, then leaned past her to take the towel from the hook on the opposite wall.

“Sorry,” she stammered. “Seeing you naked kinda… you know… took me by surprise.” She giggled nervously.

“Do you like what you see?” Keesha knew she was treading dangerously, but she wanted to see how far she could go.

Trish nodded. “Yeah.” She averted her eyes as she spoke softly.

Damn, now she was horny again. It was clear that Trish was looking at her tits and pussy, so Keesha stepped a bit closer, her towel in her hand. She was close enough to the tween that Trish could touch her if she wanted to. It looked like she was about to reach up when the sounds of a locker being closed in the change room snapped them back.

Stepping back, Keesha wrapped the towel around herself. “Maybe we could get together sometime and discuss the things you like seeing.” Her heart was racing now, and nervous excitement made her shiver.

It took a moment before Trish’s eyes went wide with the understanding of the invitation. “I… um… I’m heading back home to Toronto tomorrow.” Was that a hint of sadness in her voice? “But I will be back in the summer for a month.” She added quickly and the grin on her face wasn’t lost on Keesha.

“Oh, I see. Well, maybe in the summer then.” She was a bit disappointed the cute kid was leaving, but she was coming back, and she did sound interested in getting together. Keesha was excited at the possibilities of what a rendezvous may entail.

Trish nodded. “Sure. But I gotta go to the bathroom now. See ya.” And with that, she dashed off toward the stalls.

Keesha contemplated turning on the shower and giving herself another orgasm but decided, probably wisely, against it. Instead, she sighed at the happy thought of a possible encounter with Trish in the summer. Picking up her swimsuit she headed to the staff changing room for her clothes.

***

“So, tell me again what happened in the shower?” Monica asked as she closed her bedroom door.

Trish pulled her suitcase from the closet and plopped it onto the bed. “She was standing there. Naked! I couldn’t take my eyes off her,” Trish said. She pulled off her shirt and pants, folded them and put them in the suitcase. She had already set aside a pair of PJs but guessed she wouldn’t need them right away. Tomorrow morning, she would be flying back to Toronto and wouldn’t see Monica again until the summer. Tonight would be there last chance to have sex until then.

“And she asked you to get together?” Monica asked as she stripped off her clothes, letting them stay where they fell.

“Un-huh.” Trish gathered up the rest of her things and packed them. She left out clothes for tomorrow and toiletries for her morning routine. She looked over at Monica as she zipped up the bag and set it on the floor.

“Would you have? If you weren’t leaving tomorrow that is?”

Trish looked at her step-sister. Her naked step-sister and smiled. Monica was grinning like a fool, so if the thought of Trish and Keesha hooking up bothered her, she didn’t show it. She shrugged and peeled off her panties making her as naked as Monica. Stepping close she snaked her arms around Monica’s waist. “Maybe,” she said. “Would that bother you?”

Monica slowly shook her head. “No. Well, maybe a little.” She wrapped her arms around Trish. “I kinda like having you to myself.” Monica leaned in and kissed Trish softly on the lips.

With their lips still moving together, Trish backed them toward the bed until they fell upon it. “This is our last night together for like… four months!” Trish said, shocked at the number as she counted the months until July on her fingers.

“I know, right!” Monica chuckled. “I think we should do something different. Something special then.”

Trish looked at her through narrowed eyes. “Like what?”

“How about a toy?”

Okay. Now Trish was confused. More so than she had been their first night together. “A toy? What kind of toy?”

“Well,” Monica said sitting up. “I could say a vibrator and a dildo. But since there is no way I could get real ones…” She paused and gave Trish a huge grin. “I had to improvise.”

Trish shook her head, still confused. “Hang on. I’ll get them.” Monica got on the floor and pulled a shoebox out from under her bed. “Do you know what a vibrator and dildo are?”

Trish shook her head. “No. Not really.” As per most things sexual she had heard things said at school but had no idea what they were talking about. She listened intently and slightly horrified as Monica explained about rubber penises and vibrating cigar-shaped things.

When Monica opened the box, she felt relief, and more confusion, for what she saw was an electric toothbrush and a piece of bright orange plastic.

“What’s this?” She pointed questioningly at the items.

“Like I said, I had to improvise.” She picked up the orange thing. It was about six inches long and about a half-inch thick. Flattened like a nail head on one end and rounded on the other. The entire surface was smooth. “This used to be part of a ring stacking toy. It had a base that it pushed through and there were a bunch of different sized and colored rings that you could stack on it.”

“Okay. So, what do you do with it now?” Trish asked still not sure of its new use.

“Fuck yourself,” Monica said, a matter of factly.

Her eyes went wide. “What! Stick it in your vagina?”

Monica laughed. “Yup. Or in your ass, if you feel adventurous.”

Trish just blinked. Her journey into the wonderful world of sex had just taken a left at Albuquerque. “Oh my God,” she said softly then looked at Monica. “And the toothbrush? I know what it does when you turn it on. Do you stick that in your vagina too?”

“Yeah, you can. But it’s better if you just rub your clit with it.” Monica paused for a moment. “So, ya wanna try?”

She only hesitated for a moment then nodded. “Okay.”

Monica grinned. “Cool. Let’s start with the vibrator.”

“It’s a toothbrush.” Trish snorted.

“Right now, it’s a vibrator. Lay back.” Monica pushed Trish’s legs apart and positioned herself between them.

Trish lay back and closed her eyes when she heard the familiar hum start. Monica’s tongue was the first thing she felt. “Man, you’re already wet.”

Trish giggled. It was true. The talk about Keesha and the idea of dildos and vibrators had excited her. Then the smooth plastic head of the buzzing toy touched her clit. She twitched in response as a bolt of electricity shot from her center to every corner of her body.

“Fuck me,” she gasped, surprising herself by using the f-word.

“I’m getting to that.” Monica teased.

She rested on her elbows, watching Monica play the toy around her clit and through her slick folds. Trish knew her orgasm wasn’t far off, surprised by how quickly the pressure grew. She twitched every time Monica touched her in a particular spot, and it caused her to whimper.

Monica withdrew the vibrator, not shutting it off though. She licked at the sensitive bud, letting Trish relax for just a moment or two. Trish’s eyes grew wide when Monica picked up the faux dildo and slid it into her own mouth, slowly sucking on it. She gave Trish a devilish grin as she touched it to her entrance, circling slowly. “Are you ready?”

Trish watched the toy intently, both fear and excitement chased through her. She nodded slowly. “Yeah.”

Monica gently pushed the dildo against her entrance. She was wet, aroused and more than willing. Yet, it felt like it might be too big for her. Another gentle push and it was in. Trish gasped as the intruder sunk deep inside.

“You okay?” Monica held the toy still.

“Yeah,” she whispered. “I feel…I don’t know. Like I’m full.” The sensations she now felt were not at all unpleasant, and as she relaxed her vaginal muscles, and thought about the naughty thing she was doing, she became more and more turned on.

“I’m going to move it now,” Monica warned, then pulled it back without removing it. She paused for just a second before pushing it back in. Trish groaned and rolled her hips to meet the gentle thrust. Monica repeated the motions, increasing the tempo at the same time.

Trish grunted. Her body was on fire. This is even better than a finger, she thought. That was until Monica brought the buzzing toothbrush back into the mix. Trish sucked in a breath as the two unique sensations played off each other. Her mind and body reeled at the newness of it all, and as Monica fucked her, the pressure in her belly grew until a powerful orgasm ripped through her. She stiffened and arched her back, thrusting her hips upward and taking the entire length of the makeshift dildo. Trish had to clamp a hand over her mouth as she cried out at the wonderful release.

Monica switched off the toothbrush and set it aside. Slowly, she pulled the toy back, and Trish gasped when it popped out. She squeezed her legs together feeling strangely exposed. Monica was beside her now, and she rolled to face her.

“So, what did you think?” Monica asked after a sweet little kiss.

She blinked, still trying to catch her breath. “It was freaking awesome.” She snuggled into Monica and took a calming breath. “Is that what it is like to have sex with a boy?”

Monica pulled back a bit and looked at her questioningly. “Um, maybe? I don’t know. I’ve never had sex with a boy.”

“I was just curious,” Trish said.

“You could ask Gabby,” Monica offered.

It was now Trish’s turn to raise an eyebrow to Monica. “Gabby has had sex with a boy?”

Monica nodded. “Yeah. And his sister. At the same time. But like I said you’ll have to ask her about it.”

“Oh. Okay.”

They lay in silence for a couple of minutes. Trish mulled over what Monica had just said and thought of the pictures they had found in the garage earlier in the week. She had looked at the ones with the boy and girls with a bit of curiosity, wondering what it would be like, but it had been the pictures with just the girls that had interested her the most. Maybe someday she would try something with a boy. Just to see what it would be like. Maybe. She thought about the sex she had had with Monica, then Gabby. The encounter with Gwen in the bathroom and with Keesha in the showers at the pool. Yeah, she was definitely into girls.

“You still awake?” Monica asked softly.

“Yeah. Just need a moment to recharge.” Trish took Monica’s nipple into her mouth and flicked it with her tongue. “Can I use the dildo on you?” She asked after a moment.

“Un-huh. What do you want to do to me?” She asked huskily.

“Put it in your –”

“No. I want to hear you say it. What do you want to do to me, Trish?”

Trish swallowed. “I…I want to…um,” she paused. “Fuck you with it,” she said quietly, the heat rising in her face.

“There, that wasn’t so bad. Now fuck me, Trish. Fuck me with that naughty toy,” she said hungrily.

And that’s what she did. She licked and sucked Monica’s waiting pussy, not surprised to find she was already wet with arousal. Trish didn’t stop until Monica came in her mouth. Then she used the toy and carefully pushed it in and fucked her. The coaxing for more, harder, and faster thrusts from her stepsister fueled Trish’s lust, and she was soon fingering herself as she fucked Monica none too gently.

Caught up in their frenzy of carnal pleasure they didn’t see or hear the bedroom door open, just enough for Gwen to witness both girls orgasm together. When Trish collapsed on top of Monica a moment later, powerful aftershock rippling through her body, the door silently closed.

***

The departures level at Edmonton International was alive with the chaotic sounds of travelers. People were milling around the shops and eateries while others rushed past, hurrying toward their gate. Trish and her dad sat on the blue padded seats close to gate 72, waiting for the announcement to board the plane.

Several emotions were flowing through her now. Happy she was heading back to her life in Toronto with her Mom and her friends. Sad that she had to say so long to her Dad, Gwen, and Monica. So much had happened to her over the last few days, things that were new and exciting. And she was sad that they were coming to an end. She was going to miss Monica. Or was it the sex she was going to miss? Definitely the sex, but there was something else. She was really going to miss Monica. God how that thought made her chest ache. When she had left for home in the past, she hadn’t felt like this. Sure, there were always a few moments of sadness when they said their goodbyes. But that always passed quickly. This time, it felt… different. It hurt, and she didn’t know what to make of it.

Trish thought back to their goodbye. Only a short time ago just before she had to go through the security gate with her dad. Monica had stood there in front of her. Her eyes downcast.

“I guess this is it,” she had said in a soft voice. She sniffed once before meeting Trish’s eyes.

Trish saw the tears welling and she too sniffed. “I’m going to miss you,” she croaked.

“Me too,” Monica said then pulled Trish into a hug.

They held each other for a moment then Monica pulled back far enough to look Trish in the eyes without letting go. She took a quick peek at the adults, who were busy fussing with whatever and not looking at them, then she pressed her lips to Trish’s. The kiss was gentle and soft and warm and all sorts of wonderful.

She pulled back far too soon, and Trish saw the tears streaming down her cheeks. Trish sobbed and soon her own tears were flowing. They embraced once again and cried.

“Good lord. What brought all this on?” Gwen asked. “You’d think you’re never going to see each other again.”

The girls pulled apart, sniffing and giggling. Their eyes puffy from crying and faces pink from embarrassment.
Gwen pulled a tissue from her purse and wiped away Trish’s tears. “There you go. Now, don’t you worry. It will be summer before you know it and you two will be back together getting into all sorts of trouble, I’m sure.” She gave Trish a warm smile and kissed her forehead.

“Are you ready, Pumpkin?” Jason asked and Trish nodded. She had picked up her carry-on bag then, gave Gwen a hug and paused long enough to give Monica a smile and a little wave before following her dad through security.

Trish sighed as she fiddled with a plastic sleeve that hung from a lanyard around her neck, a big UM printed on the front. The sleeve held her ticket and boarding pass, along with the documents need for her to fly unaccompanied back to Toronto. Her mood brightened when she saw that the flight attendant who would be looking out for her during her trip was Carol, the same woman from her flight from Toronto a week ago. Trish watched Carol as she stood behind the small boarding desk near the entrance to the jetway. She is beautiful Trish thought. Tall and thin, blonde hair pulled up in a bun. Her airline uniform fit nicely, accenting her curves. The skirt she wore hugged her ass just enough that Trish found herself wondering what Carol would look like without it.

She gave herself a mental shake when a little twinge of excitement crawled up her spine. During her flight here, she saw Carol as just a nice lady who had been very kind to her. Now, after her sexual awakening, Trish realized just how beautiful Carol was and she was now hoping for some turbulence on the way home, to having Carol hold her again. She had to stop thinking like this or she would be wearing wet panties all the way back.

Soon enough Carol came over to let them know it was just about time to board and she would like to get Trish settled before then.

“You’re lucky, Trish,” Carol said with a smile. “Seems you’ll have the entire row to yourself.”

“Wow,” Jason said. “Lucky you.” He pulled Trish into a hug and kissed her forehead. “Love you, pumpkin. Have a great trip home and call me when you get there, okay?”

“Okay, daddy. Love you too.” She returned the hug then grabbed her carry-on bag and followed Carol toward the jetway, pausing for a moment to give her dad a wave good-bye.

Trish had been assigned seat 20D, last row by the aisle. “The row is all yours, so you can sit by the window if you want,” Carol said after her bag was stowed.

She was standing so close to Trish that she could smell the woman’s perfume. It was a pleasant aroma, and she looked up and paused at the spot where her small breasts were hidden by her uniform vest and then up to her eyes. Carol was smiling sweetly at her, and the heat touched her cheeks wondering if the pretty flight attendant knew she was checking her out. “That’s awesome,” she replied. “Can you sit with me during take-off?”

“Normally, that’s not allowed. But I think I can if you promise not to tell my boss,” She teased.

Trish laughed. “Deal.”

As Carol was busy with the boarding of the rest of the passengers, Trish chose to sit by the window and busied herself by looking out onto the tarmac. She watched as the baggage handlers tossed suitcases onto the conveyer belt. Her mind wandered again, and she soon found herself thinking of the week’s events. So much had happened to her and she had changed too. From being totally ignorant in the ways of sex to a novice lesbian, if that was actually a thing, who was now excited to experience sexual pleasure from girls like Monica and Gabby to women like Gwen, Keesha and maybe even Carol. Though she wasn’t sure how that would work. You can’t have sex on a plane. Can you?

“Okay, Trish. Time to do up your…” Carol paused. “Um…seatbelt.”

Trish glanced up at Carol, her face turning a lovely shade of pink as she looked down at Trish’s lap. Trish glanced down, and her face reddened as well, realizing that Carol had caught her touching herself. Had caught her rubbing small circles, pushing down on her clit through the sweats she wore.

Trish looked back up, at Carol and swallowed. Carol’s blush was gone, and she wore a knowing smirk. Was she turned on by Trish’s bit of absent-minded fun?

“Is your seatbelt done up, sweetie?” Carol asked sitting on the seat beside her.

Trish nodded, swallowing again to clear the lump in her throat. “Yes.”

“Good.” Carol leaned in, gave Trish’s knee a gentle squeeze, and whispered in her ear. “I’ll bring you a blanket, so you have some privacy, while you, um… play.”

Carol left the row, and Trish felt the burn in her cheeks return. But her body shuddered at the same time as a pleasant tingle of excitement ran up her spine. This was going to be an interesting flight.

The End of Book One

Be sure to come back and join Trish, Monica, and the rest of the gang for some more naughty fun during their steamy Summer Vacation in:

Unaccompanied Minor – Book Two

By Amanda Lynn

When Trish woke on Thursday morning, she found that she ached in places that had never ached before. It wasn’t painful, just a mild reminder of what she had done the day before with Monica and Gabby. She sighed and smiled at the pleasant memories.

Opening her eyes, Trish rolled onto her side and looked over at the sleeping form in the other bed. They had gone to bed early the night before, neither needed nor wanted to do anything but sleep. She stretched, yawned, then swung her legs over the side of the bed as she sat up, resting there, just watching Monica sleep. Trish’s heart fluttered at the sight, Monica looked so peaceful, so beautiful as she slept.

As if she had sensed Trish’s admiring gaze, Monica’s eyes fluttered open, and she turned to look at her. The corners of her mouth pulled up into a smile, and her eyes sparkled. “Hi there,” she said softly.

“Hi,” Trish said, her own smile growing. “Are you as sore as I am?”

Monica moved her body under the blankets and then giggled. “Oh yeah,” she said with a groan. “What did you do to me?”

“Me! I think Gabby spent more time between your legs than I did.”

Monica laughed. “Maybe, but you did your fair share. That tongue of yours is very talented.

“Yeah, right,” she said and tossed a pillow at her. “I’m going to shower now. You getting up?” She asked as she stood and headed for the door.

“I will when you get back.” Monica yawned and pulled the blanket up to her chin and snuggled into it.

Trish knew her gait was off as soon as she had stepped away from her bed that morning. Sore muscles will do that to you. But it was apparently more evident to the outside observer. Gwen cocked her head to the right and raised an eyebrow as she entered the kitchen. Trish felt the warmth in her face as Gwen smirked knowingly. Was it possible she had found out what had gone on in the family room?

“Morning sweetie. Are you okay? You’re walking kinda funny.” Gwen asked, moving toward Trish as she sat at the kitchen table.

Trish nodded, watching as Gwen squatted beside her. “Yeah, just a sore muscle. I must have pulled it or something,” she said, swallowing when Gwen placed a hand on her thigh.

“Would you like a hot pack to put on it?”

Trish looked down at Gwen’s hand, watching it travel up her thigh stopping just short of her crotch. A pleasant tingle flashed across her body as her pussy responded to the touch. Oh shit! That shouldn’t happen. Trish sucked a breath, and she closed her eyes for a moment.

Gwen left her hand on that spot that was so tantalizingly close to her pussy. She opened her eyes to see Gwen looking at her, a smile on her lips. “Um, no,” Trish managed. “I don’t think so. It’s feeling better.” Trish’s voice cracked.

“Okay then,” Gwen said and gave her thigh a gentle squeeze that damn near launched Trish into orbit, and it had nothing to do with pain. Gwen gave her a soft kiss on the cheek and stood before returning to her breakfast preparations.

The rest of the day was quiet for the two girls. They lounged around in the family room and watched TV or played videos games. The entire time though, that touch from Gwen and how she had unintentionally reacted to it, played in the back of Trish’s mind. Unsure of what it meant or how to deal with it, she tried to push it aside.

“You’re off your game,” Monica said as she set her controller on the coffee table. She had just whooped Trish’s ass for the third time in a row. “You’re usually much better at Mario Kart.”

Trish shrugged. “Just bad luck I guess,” she lied. The truth was, she had become distracted. Distracted by thoughts of Monica’s mother touching her leg and making her pussy tingle. Damn. This was just too weird.

“If you say so,” Monica chuckled.

When Jason arrived home from work an hour later, they all went out to catch a movie and then a late supper. The family restaurant they chose wasn’t busy and the server seated them right away at a table for four. Trish sat to Monica’s right with Gwen directly across from her.

Gwen had worn a sweater under her coat, knowing that the theatre would be chilly. The temperature in the restaurant, however, was comfortable, prompting Gwen to take off the sweater. When she did, an unexpected jolt of pleasure shot from Trish’s core. What Trish hadn’t been prepared for, was the low neckline of the dress and the creamy white skin of her cleavage that her sweater had concealed.

Trish stared for a moment, and that familiar warmth spread from her center. Oh my god! Look away! Don’t stare! Quickly, she glanced down at the table and fiddled with the fork. Taking a breath, she calmed herself and looked up again. Gwen smiled at her then turned her attention to Jason who had spoken to her. Trish couldn’t help but steal another peek at the exposed flesh. Damn. This was nuts, why was she suddenly attracted to Gwen’s tits? They were lovely, firm and round, and not that large. Bigger than her own mother’s, but not by much.

“See anything you like?” Monica asked.

Her head snapped left. “What?” Her heart pounded in her chest.

“From the menu,” Monica said nodding at the sizeable laminated card in Trish’s hand.

Trish stared at it as if it was an alien artifact that had just materialized in front of her. What the hell? Apparently, she had taken it from the waiter without even realizing it. Had she been that entranced by Gwen’s boobs? Shaking her head, she focused on the words on the card.

“Um, not yet,” she said wondering if anyone had noticed her staring.

***

When they returned home, they all relaxed in the living room for a while, chatting about this and that. Jason was the first to call it a night a short time later and headed off to bed, wishing them a good night.

“Night, Daddy,” Trish said and gave him a hug and kiss. She returned to the sofa and plopped down between Gwen and Monica. Gwen had taken off her heels and sweater when they arrived home but hadn’t changed out of her clothes. As they sat there chatting, Trish was managing not to look at her step-mother’s chest. She allowed herself one quick peek when she first sat, but that was it. Damn, but how she wondered what it would be like to touch them, feel the soft flesh beneath her fingers, taste them in her mouth. No! Stop thinking that! She scolded herself.

“Well, girls,” Gwen said as she placed a hand on Trish’s knee and ran it up the length of her thigh, pulling it away with just the briefest of contact with the girl’s crotch. “I am going to hop into the shower before bed. Don’t you two stay up too late.”

“Okay, Mom. We won’t. Good night,” Monica said as Gwen headed up the stairs.

Trish, on the other hand, just stared after her. With her clit now throbbing at the unexpected contact, her mind raced. Had Gwen intentionally let her hand brush against my pussy? No, couldn’t be. It was just an accident. Wasn’t it?

Monica’s calves landed in her lap and brought her attention back. She looked down at the legs, then up the rest of Monica, who was now stretched out on the sofa, her head on a throw cushion.

“Rub my feet?” She pushed out her bottom lip in a pout and wiggled her toes “Please?”

Trish raised an eyebrow at her step-sister and chuckled. She slid down the sofa a bit, positioning Monica’s feet on her lap then took one of the socked feet into her hand and began to rub. As she stroked, they chatted, all the while Gwen’s touch played in her mind. The sound of the bathroom door opening sometime later prompted Trish to push Monica’s feet off her, and she stood.

“Need to pee,” was all she said and Monica nodded. Trish climbed the stairs, the light from the bathroom spilling in the hall past the partially open door. Little wisps of steam rolled out of the room as she pushed the door open, and then instantly froze in her tracks. Gwen was standing at the sink, toothbrush in hand. She was also entirely naked.

Gwen jumped as she looked to Trish. “Holy cow, Trish. You scared me,” she said, apparently not in any hurry to cover up.

“I…um…I’m sorry. I thought you had finished. I just needed to pee.” Trish stammered, as her eyes moved on their own, right to Gwen’s beautiful breasts and their brown nipples. Trish swallowed as she watched those same nipples stiffen.

“That’s okay, sweetheart. My fault really,” Gwen said as she put her toothbrush back in its holder. “I forgot to turn on the exhaust fan before I got into the shower. So, I opened the door to let some of the steam out.”

“Oh, Okay. I’ll just go use the downstairs one then,” Trish said pulling her eyes from the woman’s breasts only to have them land on her pussy. Which, as it turned out, was bald. Holy crap!

“No need. I’m done,” Gwen said as she moved toward her. Trish’s heart was pounding in her chest, and her eyes grew wider the closer Gwen got. She was finding it hard to breathe, and her head was swimming. What’s happening?

Gwen stopped within arm’s reach, never breaking eye contact. She reached past Trish and plucked the robe from the back of the door. Trish was both relieved and a bit disappointed when Gwen pulled the robe on but, to her amazement, she didn’t do it up.

“Trish, sweetie. Would you like to touch them?”

Trish’s eyes snapped up. “Huh?” Her voice cracked.

“My breasts. Would you like to touch them? I mean you have been staring at them.” Gwen chuckled softly. “It’s okay. Go ahead.”

“I…um…I mean…” Trish had no words. The blush in cheeks burned, and she wanted to run, but she couldn’t. She did want to touch, very much so. Slowly she brought a hand up and palmed the breast she hadn’t been able to get off her mind. It was too big for her hand. Still, she squeezed it gently and explored it with her fingertips. Finding the nipple, she toyed with it, flicking it with her thumb. Her clit was throbbing, aching and she wanted to rub it. Better still she wanted Gwen to rub it.

Gwen moaned softly, and Trish looked up into the woman’s eyes. She saw something in them, something she had only seen in one other place. In Monica’s eyes. In her step-sister’s eyes when they had sex. Did Gwen want to have sex with her? This is nuts!

She looked back down at the nipple and stepped a bit closer, leaning in, parting her lips. She wondered what it would feel like in her mouth. Gwen stepped back then, closing the robe, and shattering whatever spell Trish had been in.

“I think that’s enough for now.” Her voice was shaky.

“Oh, okay,” Trish replied quietly, the heat on her cheeks matched that between her legs.

Gwen lifted her chin with two fingers. “Look at me.” She waited until she held Trish’s eyes. “You did nothing wrong. Okay?” Trish nodded then Gwen gave her a soft lingering kiss on her lips. Her breath caught, and a fresh flood of arousal wet her panties. Gwen pulled back, gave her the sweetest smile then left her alone in the steamy room.

Later that night, as the girls lay naked on the bed, images of what had transpired with Gwen danced in Trish’s mind and she moaned softly. Her tongue chased the turgid nipple in her mouth, and Monica purred approvingly. Trish laved the pebbled flesh, wondering what it would have been like; to kiss, and lick, and suck on Gwen’s beautiful boobs.

Her thoughts fueled her lust, and she sucked harder on Monica’s tit. She pushed her hand over the smooth skin of her step-sister’s belly. Finding her entrance, she easily slipped two fingers inside. Monica gasped and thrust her hips up at the sudden intrusion. Trish pumped her fingers, caressing the smooth walls of her vagina. The wet heat coating her fingers.

“Fuck, Trish.” Monica groaned.

Trish shifted her position slightly. Pushing her own pussy against Monica’s thigh, she moved her mouth to the other breast. She rocked her hips as she dragged her teeth across the sensitive nipple. Bolts of pleasure sparked from her center with each roll of her hips. Lost in a haze of lust, the need in her grew. But as she ravished the nipple, wildly fingered the sopping pussy, and hungrily rubbed her throbbing clit against the girl’s leg; it wasn’t Monica she was fucking. It was Gwen that she imagined.

Monica grabbed Trish’s hand. Staying its movements as her fingers remained deep inside. Trish felt the slick walls tighten around her digits as a fresh wave of arousal coated them. Monica was coming hard. Trish heard the muffled cry from above and felt Monica’s body stiffen and shudder, and that was all she needed to send her over the edge. Her own body tensed and an explosion of pleasure racked her. Colorful lights flashed behind her eyes as she rode out the aftershocks that followed.

They lay still, enjoying the afterglow as their breathing calmed. Monica’s heart rate slowed beneath her cheek, and she thought about what had just happened. What had she done? She had been rough. Consumed by a desire she had never felt before. She had fucked Monica with a reckless abandon all the while fantasizing about Gwen. Jesus! She felt the heat climb her neck and her stomach twisted in guilt. Monica wasn’t saying anything. Was she pissed? Did she hate her now? Trish swallowed, turned her head to look up and saw the underside of Monica’s jaw.

“Monica?” she spoke softly.

“Umm.”

She answered, so that was a good sign, right? “Are you okay?”

“Uh-huh,” she replied dreamily.

Trish smiled, and the knot in her stomach relaxed. It occurred to her just then that her fingers were still inside Monica. But as she tried to ease them out Monica’s hand tightened on hers.

“No,” she whispered softly. “Leave them in. Just for a little longer.”

“Okay.”

They lay together for several moments with nothing but the sounds of their breathing filling the room. When Monica did finally pull Trish’s fingers away, Trish spoke. “Are you upset with me, Monica?”

Monica rolled onto her side and slid down the bed until they were face to face. Trish searched her face and saw only a smile and sparkling eyes. “Why would you think that?” Monica asked.

“Well, um, I was…”

“A little rough?” Monica chuckled. “Or that you were thinking of someone else?”

Trish felt the heat of her blush climb her face again. She looked away.

“It’s okay,” Monica reassured her and gave a soft kiss. “It happens.”

“Really?”

“Uh-huh.”

Trish studied her for a moment then giggled before leaning in and kissing Monica. They wrapped their arms around each other and explored their mouths, enjoying the taste and texture with their tongues.

“So,” Monica said after several minutes of kissing. “Who was she?”

“Huh?” Trish was still a bit fuzzy from all the kissing.

“Who was she? The girl you were fucking in your mind?”

“Oh! I don’t know. Just some girl.” Trish lied.

“Yeah, right! Was it Gabby? Or maybe that hot lifeguard you were drooling over.” Monica teased.

“Neither of them, and I wasn’t drooling!”

“Then who? Come on, tell me or I will have to tickle you ‘till you do!” Monica moved a hand to her ribs and began to tickle.

“No!” Trish giggled finding it hard to keep her voice down.

“Tell me then!”

“Okay, okay. But you must promise not to get mad or laugh at me,” Trish said. She was feeling a bit apprehensive at revealing the truth though.

“I promise. Now spill.” Monica begged.

Trish paused for a moment and gazed into her eyes before she spoke. “Gwen. I was thinking of Gwen.” There she had said it. Now she lay there and waited for…well, she didn’t know what.

Monica blinked at her. Just blinked and it felt like an eternity. “Well,” she finally said. “I wasn’t expecting that.”

“I’m sorry. Please, don’t be mad.” Trish pleaded.

Monica smiled. “Of course, I’m not mad. But you know it could never happen. You and my mom. Right?”

Trish nodded. “Yeah, I know,” she breathed, sounding disappointed at the realization. But as she thought about it more, she wondered if that were really true. Gwen had let her touch her breasts, and there was that kiss. Also, Gwen had said that was enough for now. Which might mean there was a possibility of more in the future. A smile formed on her face then.

Monica pulled her in close. “Good. Now let’s get some sleep.” And with that, they snuggled under the covers and drifted off to sleep.

***

It was well after midnight when Monica woke. She was on her side, facing the middle of the room with Trish behind her being the big spoon. Monica sighed contently and closed her eyes again, but her bladder reminded her why she had woken to begin with. She cursed softly before easing Trish’s arm from around her middle and slipped from the bed, careful not to disturb her step-sister.

Monica was still half asleep, the only sound being that of her pee hitting the toilet water. But when she finished, she heard another sound. It was low and distant, and she strained to hear. It sounding like moaning. At first, she thought that maybe it was her mother and Jason going at it. It wouldn’t be the first time she had heard them fucking. But this sound didn’t seem the same. She wiped and stood, not bothering to flush as to not give away her presence.

Turning off the bathroom light, she stepped into the hall and listened. The sound was coming from downstairs in the living room. As she moved down the hall, light played across the ceiling and walls, and Monica realized that the TV was on, its volume turned down low. Taking the first few steps down, she stopped and peered into the murky darkness, the light from the TV caused flickering shadows to dance around the room.

On TV, two naked women moved together, scissoring each other. Glancing over to the sofa she could make out her mother sitting with her back to Monica and her feet up on the couch. She cleared her throat as she descended the remaining steps, not wanting to scare her mother.

Gwen quickly sat up and pulled her robe closed then grabbed for the remote as she looked over at the stairs. She paused mid-reach and smiled as she realized it was Monica. “Hey, sweetheart. What are you doing up?” She asked quietly.

“I got up to pee and heard the TV,” Monica said as she made her way to the sofa and sat.

Gwen gave a nod. “Trish still asleep?”

“Yeah,” Monica replied as she watched the image on the screen. Though the camera moved around the scene, focused on the two women, it never zoomed in on their pussies. “Softcore?”

“Un-huh. I had an itch, and Jason was already dead to the world by the time I went to bed. I tried to put it out of my mind, but it was no use. It was my own fault really,” she said glancing at the screen.

Monica watched her mother. Gwen chewed on her bottom lip, which Monica knew was a tell-tale sign that she had something on her mind. “How’s that?”

Gwen looked back, still chewing her lip. She hesitated for a long beat. “Trish walked in on me while I was in the bathroom.”

“Okay.” Monica raised an eyebrow. “I feel there should be an and coming.”

Gwen swallowed. “A big and,” she said and explained what happened in the bathroom.

Monica laughed and had to cover her mouth with her hand to mask the noise. When her mother’s eyes went wide, she had to laugh again.

“What’s so funny?” Gwen asked.

“Well, that explains why Trish damn near raped me tonight.” Monica chuckled again, much quieter this time, before explaining what had happened in her bedroom. Trish’s aggressive lovemaking, her confession about Gwen.

Gwen groaned. “I shouldn’t be lusting after her. She’s Jason’s daughter. But I can’t help myself, she’s so damn cute.” She paused for a moment, watching the blonde on the TV going down on the sexy brunette. “Now you say she has the hots for me.”

Monica watched her for a moment. Her mother did seem torn right then, and she wondered if her feelings would be different if Trish had just been a friend from school. “You’re afraid of Jason’s reaction if he found out?”

Gwen nodded. “Yeah, I guess,” she sighed. “He would go ballistic, I’m sure.”

“What do you think would happen if he found out that you’re having sex with Gabby and me?” Monica watched her mother’s face trying to read her expression. Gwen just blinked at her for a moment, and after a beat, the corners of mouth moved up into a small grin.

“The same thing I would imagine. But still…”

“Do you want me to see how Trish would feel about… you and her hooking up?”

There was another long pause as her mother mulled the idea over in her head, and Monica turned her attention back to the TV. The scene had changed to a fancy living room. A white woman, dressed in a maid’s uniform, knelt on the floor. Towering above her was a beautiful African-American woman. She was naked from the waist down. At that moment she tangled her fingers in the maid’s hair and pulled her head forward until the maid’s mouth was resting firmly on her pussy.

“No. Not yet.” Her mother finally said. “Trish will be going home in a couple of days, and I don’t want to rush anything.” She reached over and took Monica’s hand, pulling her close. “Let’s see how she feels when she is back for summer vacation.”

“Okay,” she said just as her mouth met Gwen’s. They kissed slowly, their mouths moving together. Monica pushed her tongue into her mother’s mouth and explored it. The warmth, the flavor, the texture. It was heavenly.

They broke the kiss after a few moments and Monica grinned at her mother as she slid off the sofa and onto her knees. Usually, they kept their lovemaking to the times when Jason worked the night shift. But tonight, Monica threw caution to the wind. She placed her hands on her mother’s knees and looked up into her eyes. “Can I help you scratch that itch?” Her voice was soft and husky. Gwen didn’t say a word; instead, she opened her robe and spread her legs. Monica moved in. There was no preamble, no foreplay. She ran her hands up the smooth skin of her mother’s thighs and brought her face close to her sex. She could smell Gwen’s scent, strong and musky. She didn’t have to touch her to know she was already wet.

Monica’s thumbs found the warm puffy folds and spread them apart, drawing a throaty moan from above. She kissed her mother’s entrance then plunged her tongue in. Her mother bucked and grabbed her head, holding it firmly but gently. She moved her tongue inside her mother’s vagina, back and forth, reveling in the taste and feel of the slick, smooth walls.

Pulling out and swiping upward she found her engorged clit. She toyed with it, flicking it back and forth before finally sucking on it. Her mother whimpered and bucked. She held Monica’s head in place with one hand as she gripped a throw pillow with the other, using it to muffle the cries that came from her. Monica smiled to herself as she licked and sucked, knowing she was giving her mother pleasure. She knew since the first time she had tasted her mother’s sweet juices three years ago that the two of them would be sharing special moments like this for a long time to come.

“Oh, God! Monica! I’m going to come!” her mother said, between ragged breaths.

Monica moved her mouth rapidly over her mother’s clit and pushed two fingers deep inside her. She curled the tips upward and found that particular spot. She pumped in and out of her sopping entrance until the muscles of Gwen’s vagina clamped around them. Her hips pushed upward, and she held Monica’s head still with both hands. Her body shuddered and twitched with each powerful aftershock for what seemed like an eternity.

Her mother’s grip relaxed, and she slumped back into the sofa. Monica stayed with her. Gently kissing and licking her until she had calmed down and her breathing had slowed. Climbing onto the couch, she found her mother’s mouth, and they kissed softly, lovingly.

“Thank you, baby,” Gwen said in a soft voice that warmed Monica’s heart.

“Any time, mom. You know that.”

“I do, sweetie,” Gwen said and pulled her into an embrace. The sat together in each other’s arms and watch the cheerleader orgy on the TV. Gwen’s hand soon found her daughter’s goo-slickened pussy, and once Gwen had brought her daughter to orgasm, they kissed deeply before calling it a night, and making their way to their own beds.

On to the Season Finale.

By Amanda Lynn

Have you ever had the sensation that someone was watching you? A sensation so strong that it pulled you from your slumber. That was what drew Monica from her sleep, that strange feeling. Her eyes fluttered open, and she lay there for a second as the fog cleared. The image of her own bed just a couple of meters away, coming into focus. But that feeling was still there, and as the memories of the night before came flooding back, she knew who was watching.

Slowly, Monica rolled over onto her opposite side. Trish was on her side, just centimeters away, smiling brightly at her. “Hey there,” Monica said, stifling a yawn.

“Hi,” Trish said, then leaned in and kissed her.

Monica kissed her back and scooched a bit closer, pulling her into an embrace. Their kiss was soft and languid. She was amazed at how quickly Trish went from knowing practically nothing about sex to the horny little nymph she had been last night. Maybe she was trying to make up for lost time. Monica thought to herself. Trish broke the kiss and pulled back a bit.

“Last night was awesome,” Trish said. “I can’t wait to do it again.”

Monica giggled. “Damn, girl. Isn’t your pussy sore?”

Trish shrugged. “Maybe a little.”

“Well, mine is,” Monica replied. “You did a number on me you know.”

“Sorry.”

Monica laughed. “Don’t be. I loved every second of it. Now let’s get up, you can shower first.” Monica slipped out of bed, grabbed her nightshirt, and pulled it over her head. As she was leaving the room, Trish called to her.

“Are you going to talk to Gabby today? You know, about a sleepover?”

Monica turned to look at Trish. Her eyes sparkled, and her smile touches their corners. Monica sighed and shook her head. “Yes, I will call her later.” Laughing she left Trish to her shower and headed downstairs.

Gwen was sitting at the kitchen table looking at the paper and sipping on a cup of coffee when Monica entered. She was wearing her favorite old robe and had fuzzy pink bunny slippers on her feet. Her hair hung loose, totally disheveled. Some might even call it that just fucked look. Monica studied her mother for a moment, enjoying just how beautiful she was.

“Morning, mom.”

“Good morning, sweetheart,” Gwen said and set her paper and coffee down. “Trish not up yet?”

“She’s in the shower,” Monica said leaning in and kissing her mom.

Gwen took Monica’s hands and pulled her close. “Oh. Well then. That will give us a minute to talk,” she said, moving her hands to the girl’s hips.

“What about?”

“You two were a bit loud last night. It’s a good thing that Jason is a deep sleeper.”

Monica felt the heat in her cheeks, and her mother’s hands move from her hips down to her ass. “Sorry, mom. I, we didn’t mean to.” Monica saw Gwen raise an eyebrow when her hands traveled under her nightshirt and cup her bare ass.

“Monica, do you think it’s a good idea to be having sex with Trish? I really don’t know how Jason would react if he found out.”

Her stomach dropped. Was she going to have to stop having sex with Trish? She didn’t want that, and she was sure Trish wouldn’t want that either. Monica had been having sex with girls since before Jason had come into the picture, and Gwen was okay with it. Gwen had taught her not to be afraid of her sexuality, and it was all right to explore it if she was safe and both she and her partners were willing participants. Monica stepped closer to her mother and slipped a hand inside her robe. Finding the woman naked underneath, she cupped a breast and smiled.

“I don’t know if I can stop, mom. I may have created a monster.”

Gwen groaned at the touch before swatting her daughter’s hand away. “Stop that. Trish might walk in, and what do you mean you created a monster?”

Monica gave her mother a quick kiss and a little tease of her tongue before she went on to explain what had happened with Trish over the last couple of days. As Monica talked, she went to the fridge and poured herself a glass of orange juice.

“I see what you mean,” Gwen said as she refilled her coffee.

“Yup. So now I need to call Gabby and arrange a sleepover or something,” Monica said sitting at the table with her mother.

“Jason does have plans with Trish for the week. Well, with all of us really. You may have to plan your threesome for the daytime, while he’s at work.”

A little spark shot through Monica right then. A threesome. She hadn’t thought of that, she had been more focused on Trish and Gabby having sex. But of course, it would become a threesome. Damn! The idea was making her wet. Monica thought about what her mother had just said, and she was right. They would have to do it while Jason was at work.

“You’re right, mom. We’ll have to do it during the day. But where? Can’t be at Gabby’s house; her grandparents are there for the week. Wouldn’t do for them to catch us. Probably give them a stroke.”

Gwen laughed. “Probably. You three figure out the day and I can make myself scarce. Maybe I’ll get a massage or something.”

“Or something,” Monica said with a waggle of her eyebrows. After a beat, she added. “Does Jason know you’re still having sex with Sara?”

“Monica!” Gwen said in mock surprise.

“Oh, mom, please! Every time you have a massage,” she emphasized massage with air quotes. “you come home smelling of sex.” Monica laughed.

Gwen sighed. “Yes, he knows. He’s even helped out from time to time.” Gwen gave her a wink.

Monica’s mouth fell open. “Holy crap! Really?”

***

Trish turned off the water and stepped onto the bathmat. She could have lingered there much longer, enjoying the warm spray. But Monica would want to shower, and she didn’t want to use up all the hot water. Grabbing a fluffy towel, she wrapped it around herself then wiped away the condensation on the mirror with a face cloth.

Her reflection looked back at her, a big goofy grin on her face, and why shouldn’t there be. She was in a great mood. She had had the best sex of her life the night before. Well, the only sex of her life, but it had still been the best. No, it had been fucking awesome! Trish giggled to herself, feeling just a little embarrassed for using the f-word.

She quickly dried off and dressed for the day, choosing a pair of loose-fitting jeans and a yellow tee shirt. Heading down the stairs, she heard Monica and Gwen chatting in the kitchen. Entering, both Monica and Gwen looked at her and smiled. They both gave her that I know what you did last night type of smile. She could understand it from Monica, after all, she had been the one with her face between her legs, but not Gwen. Trish stopped and glanced back and forth between them. “What?” she asked, feeling a bit self-conscious.

“Nothing sweetie,” Gwen replied. “Come and sit. We can chat while I get breakfast started and Monica gets a shower.”

“Yes, the shower. I need one.” Monica said as she stood. As she passed Trish, she cupped the girl’s butt and gave it a gentle squeeze.

Trish gave a surprised gasp, and she felt the heat in her face. She wasn’t sure if Gwen saw what must have been a look of shock on her face. But if she did, she didn’t let on. Trish sat at the table and enjoyed a glass of orange juice while Gwen prepared breakfast. They talked about this and that until Monica joined them a short time later.

Monica’s timing was perfect. No sooner had she sat down and breakfast was ready. Gwen set a plate with a heaping stack of pancakes in the middle of the table. They smelled divine. They each took a few and coated them with butter and maple syrup. Trish hummed in appreciation at the fluffy texture and sweet flavor.

“These are so good,” Trish said.

“They are!” Monica agreed.

“Thanks, girls, I’m glad you like them.”

“Oh, mom?” Monica said as an afterthought. “Would it be okay if Gabby came over for the day on Wednesday?”

Trish felt a flood of disappointment wash over her. The day? No sleepover? What could they do during the day if Gwen was home?

“Well, I don’t know Monica. I have appointments on Wednesday, and I’ll be out of the house most of the day.”

“Please. We won’t get into any trouble.”

Trish just listened to the conversation, looking back and forth between them. Her disappointment was shifting back to excitement, and she gave a silent prayer to the sex gods that Gwen would say yes.

Gwen sighed. “I guess it would be okay. But just Gabby. Nobody else. Understand.”

“Yes, mom,” Monica said and turned to give Trish a clandestine wink.

Trish had to control herself. She wanted to bounce up and down on her chair and scream a triumphant yes! They finished their meal, and the girls helped clean up the kitchen. Once they finished, they headed to the family room and flopped down on the sofa.

“Mario Kart?” Monica asked.

“Sure.”

“Bet you can’t wait for Wednesday, can you?”

Trish shook her head. “No. I’m so, so…”

“Horny?”

“Yeah! Is that normal? To be horny all the time?” Trish asked watching Monica set up the Nintendo Wii U system.

She shrugged. “I guess so. You just discovered sex, so you’re like a kid with a new toy. You just can’t put it down.”

“Oh. So, I’ll get bored of it one day?”

“God, no,” Monica said handing her a controller. “I love sex just as much now as I did when I discovered it. But you will learn to control the urges after a while.”

“I hope so because, to be honest, I would love to rip your clothes off and have sex with you right here, right now and it’s driving me nuts,” Trish said with all seriousness.

Monica’s head snapped to the left, her eyes wide and her mouth agape, slightly stunned by Trish’s confession; she stared.

“What? It’s true,” Trish said.

“Girls, I have to run to the grocery store and pick up a couple of things for tonight’s supper. Monica, I will be gone for twenty-five minutes. Got it?”

“Yes, mom. Understood.”

The way Gwen had emphasized the words twenty-five minutes struck Trish as odd as if there was some significance to them. She shook it from her head and got comfortable in her seat waiting for Monica to start the game, but Monica simply fiddled with the controller, stalling. Stalling for what?

“Are you going to—”

Monica held up a finger, cutting her off. She turned her ear to the stairs, and when they heard the click of the front door, Monica put her controller down. Trish watched with confusion as she took her controller from her and set it down too.

“Aren’t we going to play?” Trish asked.

“Un-huh. We are. But we only have twenty-five minutes,” Monica said grabbing the button of Trish’s jeans.

“What! What are you doing?” Trish gasped. She didn’t resist, not at all. She sat there, shocked, surprised, and becoming more turned on by the second. Trish planted her hands on the sofa and lifted her hips as Monica tugged her jeans roughly from her. She made short work of her panties, and once they were free of her ankles, Monica yanked her towards the edge of the sofa.

Monica pushed her legs apart and looked up at her. Trish saw the saucy grin on her face, and her tongue moved slowly over her lips. “I’m going to eat your pussy, Trish. I going to make you come. Would you like that?”

Her mouth went dry, and her heart pounded in her chest. She tried to answer, but she couldn’t form the words. Instead, she nodded and reached out with a hand, tangling her fingers in Monica’s hair, and pushing her head down between her legs to her throbbing clit.

She spread her legs farther apart and sunk back into the sofa. She held Monica’s head and rolled her hips into her as she licked and sucked her sensitive flesh.

“Jesus, Trish. You’re soaked already,” she said pulling back just enough to speak.

Trish grunted and pushed her pelvis up searching for Monica’s mouth. She didn’t have to wait long before Monica’s tongue found her entrance and plunged inside. She whimpered and bucked as her step-sister fucked her.

“Monica. Yes!”

A finger pushed deep inside her and Monica’s tongue swirled and licked through her folds, poked, and flicked her clit, causing many jolts of pleasure to shoot from her core. The pressure in her belly was building quickly, and Trish moved her grip from Monica’s hair to the sofa for fear of hurting her.

Monica’s finger moved faster inside her, and she sucked hard on her clit. The ground gave way, and Trish stiffened.

“Coming!” She cried out as her orgasm racked her body.

Her body twitched with each aftershock, and Monica continued to lick her and finger her, much slower now. Trish lay still, her eyes closed. She didn’t move and waited for her breathing to slow. She expected Monica to climb up beside her. But she didn’t. She could still feel Monica inside her, her finger was still, but inside her. Soft kisses touched her sticky flesh, and Trish sighed.

“You okay?” Monica whispered.

“Yeah.”

“Good.”

Monica’s finger moved again. A jolt flashed through her as a soft kiss touched her clit. Trish twitched when the kiss became a gentle lick. The finger curled upward and moved a bit quicker.

“Monica! Oh, God!” She gasped. Her body responded immediately to the renewed assault on her pussy. Monica’s movements became urgent, her finger moved with purpose. Its curled tip pressing at a spot inside her. A spot that sent intense sensations shooting from her pussy. Monica’s lips and tongue tormented her clit with rapid strokes, amplifying the powerful feelings.

Trish couldn’t take anymore and pounded the sofa with her fists. Then an orgasm washed over her that shadowed any she had had so far. Her body stiffed, her back arched, and her toes curled. She screamed as the pleasure overloaded her senses and her reality faded to blackness.

Sound was the first sense to return. The rhythmic whoosh of her blood pumping filled her ears. Then there was a muffled voice. It reminded her of being underwater and hearing the people talking beside the pool. Monica’s voice registered. She was softly speaking her name.

Her eyes fluttered open, and Monica’s face came into focus. She looked concerned. Why? Her limbs were heavy, and she couldn’t seem to speak, so she just stared. Eventually, everything began to work again, and the memories of what had just happened came flooding back. She smiled at Monica then.

“Thank God!” Monica said. “Are you all right?”

“Um-hum,” Trish said nodding slowly. “How long was I out?”

“Just a few seconds, but it scared the crap out of me. I’ve never seen anyone pass out from an orgasm before.” Monica smiled and put a hand on her knee.

Seconds. It felt a lot longer than that. More like minutes. Trish shook her head as she pushed herself into a sitting position and looked down at her pussy, seeing red and puffy flesh glistened with copious amounts of saliva and her own juices. Remembering the intensity of orgasm, Trish glanced at Monica and smiled.

“I don’t know what you did to me, but you made quite the mess,” she said giggling.

“Most of that is yours I think,” she said pointing at Trish’s pussy. “Mom will be home soon, so you better get dressed.”

Trish stood and picked up her clothes. As she headed for the small bathroom just off the family room, she turned to her step-sister “Hey, Monica?”

“Yeah?”

“Thanks for that,” she said smiling brightly and nodding toward her now empty spot on the sofa.

Monica returned the smile. “My pleasure. Now hurry up, Mario is waiting.”

***

Stolen kisses filled the rest of the day, and the following one too when Trish and Monica were away from prying eyes. They went to the mall and window shopped at the various boutiques admiring all the new fashions that they simply had to have. Unfortunately, all they had between them was enough money to buy lunch, which is what they did. As they sat in the food court enjoying their burgers, they shared whispered opinions of the cute butts of the girls passing by their table.

In the evenings, after Jason was home from work, they went out for supper then did something fun. Monday night they bowled. It was Trish and her dad against Monica and Gwen. At the end of the second string, they tied at a game apiece. The third string had been close, but Trish and her dad were victorious. On Tuesday night they went to the arena and watched the University of Alberta Golden Bears play host to Nova Scotia’s Acadia Axemen in a rousing hockey game that ended with the Bears winning 8 to 6.

The nights were the best of all. In the quiet darkness of their room, they touched and explored. Their naked bodies entwined in a dance of youthful lust and passion. With fingers, mouths, and tongues they brought each other to many an earth-shattering orgasm. They had been as silent as they could during their lovemaking, but both wished that they had been home alone so they could cry out as they climaxed at the other’s touch.

Wednesday morning finally came, and Trish woke early. Though sated from the night before by her beautiful and oh so talented step-sister, her body was already starting to thrum with the anticipation of Gabby’s arrival and the naughty fun that would ensue.

Trish looked over at her step-sister and smiled. She lay there for several minutes just watching her sleep and thinking of all that had happened between them during the last few days. Now they were about to bring a third person in to join them. She wondered if it would feel the same. The closeness she felt when she touched Monica, would it still be there? She had learned a lot from Monica, but she was still new at sex, and the way Monica talked about Gabby made it sound like she was some sort of sex goddess, able to make you come with just a look or something. Trish felt a little uneasy just then. Would she be able to pleasure Gabby? Would Gabby even want her to? Would she just be in the way? Would Gabby laugh at her lack of experience?

Suddenly she doubted herself. Wondering if she was making a terrible mistake. Nausea washed over her for a moment, and she had to swallow hard as bile crept up her throat. She sat up and shook Monica by the shoulder. “Monica, wake up.”

Monica moaned unhappily and pulled the cover up to her chin. Trish shook her again and spoke her name. Monica rolled onto her back and opened her eyes, blinking at the sunlight on her face. “What? What is it?”

“I’m scared.”

“Of what?” Monica asked, clearing her head of sleepy cobwebs.

“Gabby,” Trish said quietly.

This got Monica’s attention. She pushed herself into a sitting position and rubbed her eyes. “Why would you be afraid of Gabby? She’s never done anything to you.”

Trish shook her head. “I not really afraid of Gabby, I guess. I’m just afraid she won’t want to mess around with me because I don’t know much about sex.”

Monica smiled. “First off, you know enough, and you are good it at. Second, Gabby wants to have sex with you; she said so,” Monica said as she caressed Trish’s bare thigh. “She also told me that you got her all horny in the shower at the pool the other day. So, don’t you worry about it, I have a feeling she’ll be all over you as soon as she gets here.”

With her fear quickly fading and excitement building in her belly, Trish smiled and moved to straddle Monica. She leaned in and kissed her. Their tongues danced and swirled, and Monica’s hands soon found her back. Trish moaned and pulled back a bit. “Are you sure?”

“Yes, I am sure,” she said with a laugh and glanced over at the clock. “As much as I would love to lay here and let you kiss me, we need to get up.”

“But why?” Trish said with a pout as she rolled her hips forward, pressing her pussy into Monica’s.

“Jesus, Trish,” she groaned in response, reluctantly pushing Trish back. “We need to shower, and more importantly eat breakfast. You are going to need a full belly when Gabby gets here.”

Washed, dressed, and fed, the girls were sitting in the living room with Gwen, chatting, when the doorbell rang. Trish was feeling giddy, and tingles ran up her spine while butterflies danced in her stomach. She watched Monica cross the short distance to the door and open it.

Gabby stood there smiling brightly. Monica greeted her and quickly ushered her in, closing the door to the cold. Gabby kicked off her sneakers and took off her coat. Underneath she wore a pair of denim overalls with a blue tube top. Flashes of heat raced through Trish each time Gabby moved, and she caught glimpses of her bare abdomen. Trish noticed that Gabby had her blonde hair tied back in a ponytail today, and her blue eyes sparkled. The same eyes that now locked with hers. Her cheeks burned, and her mouth went dry watching Gabby approach the sofa.

“Hello, Gwen. Hi, Trish,” Gabby said.

“Hello, Gabby. How are you?” Gwen answered cheerfully.

Trish blinked.

“I’m great, thanks,” Gabby said dropping onto the sofa next to Trish bumping their shoulders together. “Cat got your tongue?” she said to the younger girl.

“Um, what? Oh. Hi,” Trish stammered, feeling like an idiot.

Gabby chuckled. “Mom said to say hi, Gwen, and that she’ll be over tomorrow or the next day with those raffle tickets.”

“That’s fine and say hi back,” Gwen said standing. “Now, I have to get going. I will be gone most of the day. Can I trust you three not to throw any wild parties or burn the house down?” She looked at each girl with a serious eye.

“Yes, mom. We’ll be in the family room having fun.”

Mother and daughter exchanged a look that Trish couldn’t read. Gabby must have, though, as she gave each a knowing grin.

“Good,” Gwen said as she put on her coat. “I’ll be home at four o’clock. Have fun, girls.” She grabbed her keys, gave a small wave to the three of them, then headed out.

“Shall we head downstairs?” Monica asked, her eyes flashing with mischief.

“Yup,” Gabby replied, grabbing Trish by the hand and pulling her to her feet as she stood.

Trish followed wordlessly, not like she had a choice at this point anyway, with Gabby pulling her along. She trembled with excitement, and her pussy ached. In a few moments, she would be at the mercy of Gabby’s will, and she couldn’t wait.

Standing in the center of the family room, Monica and Gabby gazed at each other with lust-filled eyes. Still holding Trish’s hand, Gabby moved to Monica and with her free hand on the back of her neck, pulled Monica in and kissed her hard.

Trish watched them with wide-eyed fascination. Their mouths moved together hungrily, and they moaned against each other. When they ended the kiss, they were both breathing heavy, goofy smiles on their faces.

“I missed you too,” Monica said with a giggle.

Gabby giggled too and turned to Trish. “Did you like watching me kiss Monica?” She asked playfully.

“Un-huh,” she said with parted lips. Her own breathing had increased at the sight, and her heart pounded in her chest. Her stomach knotted with excitement and anticipation.

“Good, because I want to kiss you now. Would that be okay?”

She nodded, not taking her eyes off Gabby’s. The older girl closed the distance and tingles of excitement ran through her as Gabby placed a gentle finger under her chin, tipping her head back. Gabby’s lips were soft and warm, and Trish inhaled the scent of her shampoo. Gabby didn’t waste any time and pulled Trish closer to her. Her tongue snaked out and eagerly explored Trish’s mouth.

Trish groaned and moved her tongue to find Gabby’s. Her hands moved to Gabby’s back, and she relished the feeling of the soft, warm skin beneath her fingers. Gabby kissed her and sucked on her lip. Trish was on fire, and even though she loved these kisses, she wanted more. She wanted to be naked with Gabby’s mouth on her throbbing clit.

As if reading her mind, Gabby broke the kiss and gulped in some air. “I think we’re wearing too many clothes,” she said glancing at Trish and Monica.

“I agree,” Monica said and tugged at the hem of her shirt.

“No! Wait,” Gabby said. She looked at Trish and grinned. “Trish, would you like to help me undress Monica?”

Trish nodded, probably more times than necessary. The girls grabbed Monica’s top and pulled it up over her head. Dropping it to the floor, Trish fell to her knees and popped the button on Monica’s jeans. Giggling, Gabby joined her, and the two of them slowly pulled the denim pants down.

Trish watched in delight when Gabby used her teeth to snatch the waistband of Monica’s panties. Gabby waggled her eyebrows at Trish, and she giggled at the implied message. Trish moved in and nipped at the panties along Monica’s opposite hip. Both girls pulled simultaneously and eased the garment down over her hips until gravity was able to do the rest. Monica stepped out of the pile of clothes at her feet. Standing naked above them, she smiled down and asked. “Who’s next?”

“Me, of course,” Gabby replied rising from her knees and holding out her arms.

Trish giggled. Damn, if this wasn’t something she wanted to do. Ever since seeing her naked in the shower she wanted to touch her body. Play with her little tits and touch her pussy. She quickly stood and undid the straps of Gabby’s overalls. Before the denim fabric of the front panel had time to fall, her hands were on the tube top, pushing it up off small breasts.

Monica dropped to her knees and pulled the overalls down, laughing while Trish frantically pulled the tube top off Gabby. Trish was in a state of euphoria, she may as well have been high on marijuana, her hands moved to Gabby’s tits, squeezing them, and pulling at the nipples.

Gabby gasped. “Damn, girl,” she moaned.

Trish leaned in and took a nipple into her mouth, sucking hard. Gabby put a hand on the back of her head as Monica stood. Trish flicked her tongue over the erect nipple for just a second before Monica pulled her away.

“Slow down, Sis,” she said. “Time for that later. We need to get you naked first.”

With a moan of protest, Trish stood and let the girls strip her. She lifted her arms above her head as Monica pulled her tee shirt off. Gabby was on her knees kissing Trish’s belly as she popped the button on her jeans. Trish was tingling all over and desire coursed through her body. She wanted to be out of these clothes now, but Gabby had other plans. She slowly inched the pants down and continued to kiss the exposed flesh. Bolts of pleasure shot through her, and she wanted to grab Gabby’s head and mash her mouth into her aching pussy.

Trish groaned, and her hips jerked when Gabby kissed her panty-covered mons and then trailed her nose down over her clit and to the growing wet spot lower down. “You’re fucking soaked,” Gabby said, sounding surprised.

“She been in a constant state of horniness since she got up this morning,” Monica said with a laugh.

“Really, now. All because of me?”

“Yup.” Monica moved to kneel beside Gabby.

Trish shuddered. “Come on guys. You’re killing me,” she whined.

With Trish’s pants at her ankles, Gabby and Monica slowly peeled her panties off her narrow hips and down skinny legs. Trish quickly stepped out of them and brought a hand to her pussy. She rubbed her clit, searching for the smallest amount of relief.

Gabby grabbed her wrist and pulled it away. “Un-uh! That’s my job.” Gabby leaned in and placed a kiss on Trish’s clit before guiding her backward to the sofa. Trish let herself drop down on the couch and gasped when Gabby grabbed behind her knees and pulled her ass closer to the edge, then pushed her legs apart. Trish felt new arousal at her center as she watched Gabby lick her lips and slowly descend between her legs.

Without foreplay or preamble, Gabby pushed the flat of her tongue hard against Trish’s pussy and swiped upward. Trish jerked and sucked a sharp breath at the sudden sensation that caused cascading flashes of lightning to shoot through her body. Gabby did it again, slower this time. Trish rolled her hips, pushing her aching sex up for Gabby to devour.

“Oh, jeez,” she grunted and gripped the sofa cushions.

Trish closed her eyes, letting the exquisite feelings that Gabby elicited wash over her. Gabby’s tongue explored her labia, circling her outer lips before sliding through the wetness of her inner folds. Her tongue dipped into Trish’s entrance and retreated, only to plunge back in deeper this time. Trish jerked, and she felt the coil deep inside her tighten.

Gabby’s tongue continued to move, flicking back and forth, up, and down, caressing the smooth walls of her vagina. Trish felt hands gripping her hips, not surprising given how much she was writhing against Gabby’s mouth. Monica was right, Gabby most certainly knew what she was doing. It was incredible what she was doing to her right now. The fire flashed up her spine, and every nerve felt the heat. Trish knew that it wouldn’t take much more for her to orgasm and that’s when Gabby pushed the button. Taking Trish’s clit into her mouth, she sucked on it and freed the coiled spring.

Trish arched at the release and cried out. Stars exploded behind her eyes as she stiffened. Gabby continued to kiss and lick her sensitive pussy, bringing her down as she rode out the glorious aftershocks of her orgasm.

Breathing hard, Trish sat up having to pull herself away from Gabby. Her pussy was just too sensitive for her touch right now. Gabby looked up at her and smirked.

“Enough?”

Nodding, she swallowed to moisten her mouth. “Yeah. For now, anyway,” she said between breaths. Gabby chuckled and glanced to Trish’s right. For the first time since Gabby began to lick her, Trish noticed Monica was sitting at the other end of the sofa, playing leisurely with her own pussy. Trish watched her step-sister’s finger moving through her glistening folds and dip inside, only to retreat up to her swollen clit.

“You’re right. She does taste yummy,” Gabby said, giving Monica a grin then licked her lips.

Monica grinned. “Do you want to lick Gabby’s pussy now, Trish?” Monica asked as she swapped places with Gabby.

“Yeah.” Trish nodded. Finally, this was it. She was going to go down on Gabby. She watched as the blonde settled on her back with one leg resting on the back of the sofa and the other draped over the edge. Trish gazed at Gabby’s pussy. She was wet, and the arousal that coated her lips glistened in the light of the room. The older girl’s clit stood proudly under its hood just below a small tuft of curly blond hair.

Trish moaned softly, feeling her pussy thrum in anticipation of what she was about to do. She positioned herself on her knees between Gabby’s legs and bent forward, bringing her face closer to Gabby’s sex. She inhaled, and an intoxicating musky scent filled her nostrils. Damn. She hoped, just for a moment, that she was good enough to satisfy Gabby as she had her. Pushing her self-doubt aside, Trish lowered her mouth to Gabby’s clit.

Gabby drew a sharp breath and bucked at the contact. Trish sucked slowly at first, moving a hand across the plain of Gabby’s abs and onto one of her small breasts. She cupped the fleshy globe then found a nipple, rolling the erect peak between her thumb and forefinger, all the while continuing to massage Gabby’s swollen bud with her mouth.

“Jesus, Trish,” Gabby moaned.

“Pretty good, huh?” Trish heard Monica ask from where she knelt beside Gabby. Trish looked up without taking her mouth from Gabby and saw Monica take Gabby’s other nipple into her mouth.

“Oh! Fuck, yeah!”

Encouraged by her words, Trish released her lips from Gabby’s clit then pushed the flat of her tongue over it. Gabby jerked. She flicked her tongue and chased the bundle of nerves for a moment before moving down to explore the wet heat of Gabby’s folds. Once more she glanced up. Gabby’s head was back, and she couldn’t see her face, her chest though, rose and fell in rapid succession with every ragged breath Gabby took.

With both hands on the older girl’s hips now, Trish moved her tongue down to Gabby’s entrance. She played there for a moment, swirling her tongue around the edge, savoring the taste of her juices as she teased her sensitive flesh. Tightening her hold as Gabby writhed beneath her, Trish pushed her tongue deep into her vagina. Gabby pushed her pelvis up and gave a muffled cry. Finding that curious, she looked up and saw that Monica had crawled on top of Gabby and was straddling her face. Trish smiled and returned her attention to the sopping pussy before her.

Trish brought a hand to Gabby’s swollen clit and rubbed small circles with the pads of two fingers, while at the same time she stiffened her tongue and fucked her. Gabby responded by moaning into Monica’s pussy and rolling her hips. Trish loved this, knowing that she was bringing pleasure to the blonde girl beneath her mouth. But as she was happily tending to Gabby’s needs her own desire was growing, and her pussy was craving attention as well.

It was then that she heard Monica cry out as an orgasm rocked her body. She looked up and saw her step-sister’s body fall forward against the arm of the sofa. Trish moved, swapping places with her fingers, and taking Gabby’s clit between her lips as she pushed a finger into Gabby’s entrance.

“Two fingers, Trish,” Gabby panted. “Use two fingers.”

Trish pulled her finger back and pushed two back in. “Yes,” Gabby hissed. “That’s it. Fuck me.”

She looked up at Gabby, her words sending bolts of pleasure down her spine and straight to her pussy. Monica had disappeared too. Before she had time to wonder where her step-sister had gone, she felt a hand on her lower back and another move between her legs and cup her pussy. Trish moaned and sucked on Gabby’s clit, pumping her fingers into her pussy.

“Harder! Don’t stop.” Gabby cried.

Trish pumped harder, fucking the blonde, and gasping as she felt Monica’s fingers on her own clit, rubbing hard, and fast. Trish was breathing hard, her body jerked at the waves of pleasure that shot through her like a flaming arrow. The pressure was building inside her, and she was finding it hard to concentrate on what she was doing to Gabby.

Monica must have sensed her dilemma, though that didn’t stop her from tormenting Trish’s clit. Monica leaned down to her ear and whispered. “Keep going, Trish. Fuck Gabby’s pussy. She’s almost there. Make her come.”

She felt her own orgasm just off to the edge, waiting to explode. With every bit of will power she had, she pushed her own need aside and focused on Gabby. She took the blonde girl’s clit into her mouth once again and flicked it with her tongue while pumping faster with her fingers.

“Fuck! Yes!” Gabby yelled. “I’m coming!”

Gabby’s body stiffened. Her hips thrust upward, and Trish felt the flood of a warm liquid splash against her hand. With the realization she had brought Gabby to orgasm, she let her own spring forth and lost herself in the bliss that enveloped her.

Trish lay still, her cheek on Gabby’s hip. The last of the aftershocks faded away, and her breathing slowed. She sighed contently and pulled herself to a seated position at the end of the sofa. Monica was kneeling on the floor at her feet. She looked over at Gabby who lay still, her eyes closed, and breathed softly.

“Do you think I did good?” She asked Monica.

“Good, and then some.”

“I’ll second that,” Gabby said, opening her eyes, and giving Trish a broad smile. “Come here you. I need to kiss that pretty mouth.”

Trish smiled and giggled. She rested on top of Gabby, their mouths meeting in a languid kiss.

“I don’t know about you two, but I could use some water. I’ll be back in a second,” Monica said as she headed to the fridge for some bottled water.

When Monica returned, they all sat up and drank deeply from the water bottles. They chatted about what they had just happened, compared notes in a way. Trish was so thrilled at the whole thing, happy that she had been able to pleasure Gabby.

The rest of their day carried on much the same way. Really great sex with a rest period followed by more great sex. There was a lunch break in there somewhere, then more sex. Eventually, they lay sprawled on the sofa, spent, tired, and a bit sore. Well, Gabby and Monica were on the couch, Trish was sort of half on half off. Her head and shoulder rested on the floor while her ass was still on the seat cushion. She wasn’t sure who it was, but one of them, or maybe both had finished her off with a finger in her pussy and a tongue swirling her bum hole. Trish had been amazed at how strange and wonderful it had felt to have someone touch her there. It was mind-blowing. With their orgy at an end, they showered and dressed.

“So, Trish. What do you think?” Monica asked a short time later as they vegged on the coach. “Glad I taught you about sex?”

Trish glanced at Monica and Gabby with a raised eyebrow. She was joking, right? “Fucking right I am,” she said and instantly blushed at her use of the f-word.

Monica and Gabby laughed. “Then I guess there will be a repeat performance in the future,” Gabby said.

“I hope so,” Trish said with a giggle.

Let’s see what happens in Chapter Five!