Juicy Secrets Forbidden Tales of Lesbian Love

by Girl Lover

The next morning, Linda awakened early, needing to pee. She drew the blanket back, but the chilly air in the room changed her mind. She quickly jerked the blanket back over her nakedness, snuggling close to Jill for warmth.

Then she heard a quiet giggle coming from the other bed, followed by Madison’s voice, “Ohhh, you’re all gooey!” There was a pause, then she added, “Tastes kinda yummy, though.”

Jill’s eyes popped open, and she frowned. “What the hell are those two up to?”

Now Linda sat up. “Emma, what are y’all doing?” The girls were completely concealed by their blanket, but the movement underneath made it obvious that something was going on.

“Nothiiiiiiiiiiiing…” Emma’s voice came from underneath the blanket, followed by a giggle. Then she whispered, “No, not there. That’s my butthole!”

Linda crawled out of bed, quickly donned her nightshirt, then pulled back the blanket covering the two little girls.

Her mouth dropped at what she saw. Both girls were naked. Emma was stretched out on her back, legs spread wide, with Madison lying between them. “She wanted to know how we, um, made love,” Emma told her before looking back at Madison, “Okay, now move it around some.”

Linda’s eyes widened even more when she saw what Madison was doing. There was something sticking out of Emma’s vagina. “Wh…what is that?!” she gasped.

Emma grinned sheepishly. “My hairbrush.”

Jill sat up in bed, angling for a good look. “Wow! Wasn’t expecting that!”

Linda winced. “Emma! Don’t put your hairbrush in — in there!”

“Why not?” Emma asked, “You put your whole arm in Jill.”

That seemed to astonish Madison. “She did?”

“No, I didn’t!” Linda protested, her cheeks quickly turning bright pink.

“She did too,” Emma told Madison, “You shoulda seen it, too. She stuck it all the way up to here.” Emma pointed halfway up her arm.

Linda’s mouth dropped open, and Jill burst out laughing at the flustered look on her lover’s face. Spinning around, Linda glared at Jill, “It’s not funny!”

Jill climbed out of the bed to take Linda’s arm, leading her away from the children. “Let them have fun,” she said. “That’s what sex is all about. Besides, I want to watch!” Falling back onto the bed, Jill pulled Linda down with her, cradling the ten-year-old in her arms as they lay on their sides, watching the two little girls. Jill slipped a hand under Linda’s nightshirt to fondle her budding breasts.

Emma jerked slightly, “Ooh, right there.”

Madison wiggled the hairbrush, asking, “Here?”

“Yeah… oooooh,” Emma moaned, closing her eyes, “That feels soooo nice.” Linda watched as her sister began to succumb to pleasure Madison was giving her as she wiggled the brush around. Every now and then, she would make a face. At first, when that happened, Madison asked, “Does that hurt?”

“No, I like it. K-keep going,” Emma answered in a quivery voice, clenching her hands.

Suddenly Linda felt Jill roll her onto her back, then start to tug her nightshirt off. “Don’t!” Linda exclaimed. “They’ll see us.”

“They’re too busy with each other,” Jill said as she tossed the nightshirt on the floor, leaving her young lover naked. Her hands gliding over Linda’s bare body, she kissed the girl longingly. “And I can’t wait anymore.” Her lips moved down Linda’s neck and to her chest, then she centered her attention on the ten-year-old’s nipples, flicking the puffy buds with her tongue before continuing on her downward journey. Pausing when she reached the girl’s tummy, she nuzzled Linda there, loving its softness.

Then Jill lay between Linda’s legs, gazing in awe at her young lover’s sex, adorned with the lightest sprinkling of fine down. So beautiful, she thought, reaching out to caress the pouting cleft, pleased to find it slightly moist.

“Oh, Jill,” Linda whispered, “I love you…”

Placing her hands on Linda’s parted thighs, Jill leaned in to kiss the girl’s slit, then traced it with her tongue. Its taste was every bit as luscious as she remembered. Eager for more, she began to lick harder, deeper.

Linda watched, entranced by the sight of Jill making love to her, then she glanced over at her little sister, only to discover that Emma was looking right back. Madison was still using the hairbrush handle on Emma, but now she was licking her pussy, too — that place up at the top that made you feel better than just about anything. Jill said it’s called the clit, Linda recalled. 

Each was unable to tear her eyes from the other. Sister watched sister in the midst of their mutual pleasure, which somehow got them even more excited.

Emma suddenly gasped, her eyes going wide. “Oh, yeah,” she moaned. “Ooooohhh… d-don’t stop, Madison, don’t stop!”‘

It’s happening, Linda thought. Madison’s making her come!

Those incredible tingly feelings were building inside her, too, but Linda continued to watch Emma as she arched up from the bed, clutching frantically at the sheets. A low whine escaped through the child’s gritted teeth, her face contorted as if she was hurting inside. But Linda knew that what her sister was going through at that instant was anything but painful.

The sight of Emma’s ecstasy was enough to push Linda over the edge. She began to come, shivering with delight as Jill took her to that happy place, filled with warmth and light. It’s like… it’s like my body is shining, she thought. Shining like a star at night.

Finally, she lay quietly, enjoying that gentle floating sensation you got after doing sex. She felt Jill stretch out alongside, felt loving hands caressing her chest.

Hearing a sudden shriek of laughter, Linda opened one eye to see Emma and Madison playfully wrestling. Then the little girls paused, gazing into each other’s eyes, and drew together in a kiss that quickly grew heated and clumsy, their tongues sparring as if the wrestling match was still going on.

The sight roused Linda, made her want to make love to Jill. She sat up, looking down at her lover. “Do you want me to…?”

Jill nodded seductively, “Oh, yeah.”

Linda placed a hand on Jill’s breast. Somehow, she couldn’t help but be drawn to them. Probably because I don’t have any, she thought. She poked it, then pushed the nipple inward till it disappeared. She cupped both breasts, marveling at how nicely they jiggled.

Jill watched all this, rubbing her pussy as Linda felt her up, unable to wait any longer. She avoided touching her clit, though, because she knew it would make her come right away. Jill wanted to get her orgasm from Linda, but the girl was having too much fun playing with her breasts to stop.

Finally, she spoke up. “Hey.” Linda looked at her. “Why don’t you play with my pussy for a while. I really need to get off.”

“Okay,” Linda cheerfully replied. She scooted down to lie on her belly, pausing to study Jill’s vulva. “Do you want me to use my tongue or my fingers?”

“You decide,” Jill told her, fondling her breasts.

Moving closer, Linda took a hesitant lick, still worried about the possibility of getting pee in her mouth. But she soon recognized the familiar taste that she was coming to love. Her fears laid aside, she began to lick deeper, harder, occasionally sucking at the juicy flesh.

A giggle suddenly startled Linda. She quickly sat up to see Emma and Madison standing next to the bed, still completely naked, hands over their mouths.

“What are you laughing at?” Linda demanded, scowling at the girls. “You guys were doing this exact same thing, just a minute ago!”

“It’s still funny to see,” Emma said, grinning.

“Leave us alone for a little while, girls,” Jill told the youngsters. “You had your time together, now let us have ours. Go watch TV. Not too loud, though.”

Emma took Madison’s hand. “C’mon. Maybe there’s some cartoons on.” The girls padded back over to their bed, Emma pausing on the way to get the remote. She switched the set on, and they settled down.

Jill turned back to Linda. “There we go,” she said, lying back.

A snort of laughter from Emma caused Linda to briefly jerk her eyes over in that direction. Convinced that the girls were absorbed in whatever they were watching, she returned to licking Jill’s pussy.

Reaching down, Jill spread her labia apart, opening her cunt to Linda’s probing tongue. True, the ten-year-old was clumsy and inexperienced at giving oral. Jill didn’t mind, though, because Linda was such a giving lover that just watching her was a pleasure in itself. So sweet and innocent, she thought. I love that.

Jill’s gaze shifted to Linda’s chubby butt, and she licked her lips. That’s something else I love about her, she mused. I’ll have to give that ass some special attention before we’re done. Closing her eyes, she relaxed, at peace with the world there was no hurry, and Linda was making her feel wonderful…

“Jill, we’re hun-gry,” Emma’s voice came from across the room. Linda looked up, clearly irritated, but didn’t speak..

Jill rolled her eyes. “Give us some time to finish, okay? I’ll make pancakes in a little bit.”Suspecting that Emma wouldn’t stop pestering her for breakfast, Jill decided that she had to speed things along. Using her fingers, she exposed her clitoris. “Hey, Linda, Want to make me come really hard? Lick me here. Actually, why don’t you suck it? That feels even better.”

Linda slowly nodded. “That’s the clit, right?”

“You got it,” Jill replied with a grin.

Drawing nearer, Linda took the inflamed nubbin between her lips. The sight of the little girl’s cute mouth pressing into her cunt sent Jill’s excitement soaring, then when Linda began to suckle her clit, Jill rocketed off in less than a minute. She cried out, her body jerking, then dissolved into a warm, comforting haze.

Linda crawled up, nestling against her. “Did I do it right?” she whispered.

“Oh, you did it perfectly.” a dazed Jill mumbled, wrapping both arms around her underage lover. “That was so good.”

“Aren’t y’all done yet?!” Emma called, an annoyed tone to her voice.

Jill sighed in frustration, then growled, “Yeah, yeah, we’re done!” Turning back to Linda, she said, “I guess we really should get a move on. We need to get to Whitlash before it gets dark.” She threw back the blanket and got to her feet.

“Yay! Time for breakfast!” Emma cried, thrusting her fists into the air.

“Yay!” Madison echoed. The girls were both still nude, snuggling together on the other bed.

“I oughta eat you for breakfast, you little stinker,” Jill said to Emma, but with a smile. “I’ll make pancakes, but not until everyone’s cleaned up and dressed. Who’s first for the shower?”

“Us!” Emma declared, seizing Madison’s wrist. Giggling with delight, the naked children scurried into the bathroom.

“How about that,” Jill said as the door closed. “I guess your sister found herself a lover.”

“I know! Isn’t it great?” Linda wore a huge smile. Climbing out of bed, she wrapped her arms around Jill. “I love you, my angel,” she said.

“I love you too.”

Later, as they ate, Jill consulted the map. Linda came over and joined her. “It looks like we’ll get there late this afternoon,” Jill told her.

“When was the last time you saw your Gramma?”

“A few years ago, when she came to visit. She and my parents had a big argument and they told her they never wanted to see her again. She would call every Thanksgiving and Christmas, but my parents wouldn’t talk to her, they would just hand the phone to me. Sometimes I would call her if no one else was home.”

“What’s she like?”

“She’s great. Y’know, the way you expect a grandmother to be. You’ll see when we get there.”

Before they left, Jill called her grandmother to let her know they would be there soon. Two days ago, Jill had told her that she would be bringing a couple of girls with her, but didn’t go into any great detail.

“I’m ready for you, dearest,” Gramma replied. “I put fresh linen on the beds, and I’ve got a huge supper planned for tonight. You girls are in need of a home-cooked meal by now, I’m sure!”

“It sounds amazing, Gramma,” Jill said, “We’ll get there before dark, I hope. Love you!”

They packed their bags, then carried them out to the car, noticing right away that the sun was out for the first time in a while, and the day promised to be mild and beautiful. Jill dropped off the key, then they piled into the car and set off. Before long, they crossed the state line into Montana, then got onto the highway that led to the small town where Jill’s grandmother lived, where they traveled for a good part of the day.

The hours passed. Instead of stopping for lunch, Linda made sandwiches for everyone, though only Madison ate with any enthusiasm.

Finally, late in the afternoon, Jill slowed down to point at a road sign. “Whitlash! This is it!” The girls cheered as she turned onto a highway exit, which took them to a single-lane road. Everyone looked around excitedly, but there wasn’t much to see.

“It’s a pretty small town,” Jill said. She kept driving, carefully watching for where she was supposed to turn. They passed the school, a K-12 facility that served the whole county. They drove by a grove of trees with a river flowing behind, then Jill turned off on a narrow unpaved road that led to a house.

Jill brought the car to a slow stop, then switched off the ignition. For a long while, nobody moved or spoke. They just stared at the house, scarcely able to believe that after such a long trip, their journey was at an end.

Eventually, Jill opened the door and emerged from the car, squinting in the bright sunlight. As she did, the door of the house opened and a short, robust woman in her mid-fifties stepped out. For a moment, the woman stared as Jill slowly walked up to her on the gravel path.

“Jill?” the woman called out.

At the sound of her name, everything that had led them here — the bullying, falling in love, being separated, leaving her parents forever — it all came spilling out, and she was unable to hold it back. Jill stumbled forward, her eyes streaming tears until she fell into her grandmother’s arms.

Gramma held the weeping teen tightly, close to tears herself at seeing her granddaughter for the first time in two years. After a long, comforting hug, she gently broke away, smiling at Jill. “You’re here,” was all she said.

Jill nodded, still sniffling. Looking past her granddaughter, the older woman noticed the other girls, hesitantly climbing out of the car.

Turning around, Jill beckoned to them, “Gramma, this is Linda, her sister, Emma… and this is our friend Madison.”

Gramma nodded to each of them, then introduced herself with a warm smile. “I’m glad to meet all of you. My name is Mabel. Now, let’s bring your stuff inside and get you girls settled in.”

They followed Mabel, tromping up the steps to a large porch that ran the length of the house, then entering a spacious, rustic living room. It was a familiar sight to Jill, but the younger girls looked around at everything in awe, as if they were in a museum.

“Your room is just how you left it all those years ago, Jill,” Mabel told her, “The others can share the guest room. The bunk beds will hold two… I’ve got a cot that can go in there, too.”

Jill hugged herself nervously. “Uh, Gramma… Linda will be sleeping with me.”

Mabel gazed at her granddaughter for a moment, then quietly asked, “Is she what your parents weren’t able to accept?”

Jill nodded, “She’s why I had to leave. And we couldn’t leave her sister behind with her mom. Their mom was really bad, she abused them. As for Madison…” They both looked over at the timid little girl, who was looking at books on a shelf. “We found her at a gas station. She was homeless, living on the street. We couldn’t just walk away. I’m almost certain that she comes from an abusive home, too. We decided to make her part of our little family.”

“The poor dear,” Mabel murmured. “You did the right thing, Jill.”

Linda was peering out the patio door, fascinated by the enormous backyard. Emma and Madison drifted over to look, too. Turning to Mabel, Linda asked, “Can we please go outside?”

“Of course,” Mabel told her.

Linda opened the glass patio door, and soon she, Emma, and Madison were out under the bright blue sky, looking at the wildflowers in the meadow that rolled out before them. Jill and Mabel followed them onto the back porch. They watched as the girls began to caper about, chasing butterflies and picking flowers.

Mabel turned to her granddaughter. “How did this happen, Jill?”

Jill didn’t answer at first, her face growing troubled. “At school, I used to be a different person, Gramma. I… I wasn’t very nice. Me and my friends were pretty popular and thought we were better than everyone else. We only hung out with cool people, and everyone else was beneath us.” She sighed heavily. “It’s not something I’m proud of.”

“Oh, Jill, I can’t believe that you could be like that.”

“I was, though,” Jill insisted, “We didn’t care about anyone else. We were mean to people. And when my friends hurt Linda. I j-just stood by.” Her lower lip was trembling, her cheeks were flushed with the shame she felt, but Jill managed to keep from crying.

She took a deep breath, then continued, “But then… I made them stop bullying her. I became her friend. I lost all my friends for it, but by then I didn’t care. I knew then that I, um, needed to be a better person than I was.

So after that, Linda and I started hanging out and… well, we fell in love. One thing led to another and then… we kind of, um, did stuff together, and Mom and Dad found out about it.”

Jill’s voice had dropped to a whisper at that last part, and she timidly glanced at her grandmother to see what she thought, but Mabel simply said, “Well, I can see why your parents wouldn’t have approved.”

At this point, Jill was near tears, “They called me a child-molester, Gramma, but I’m not. I love Linda. I tried to explain, but they wouldn’t listen. Said that what I was doing was wrong.” Jill wiped her eyes. “I was practically a prisoner in my own home. They shut me up in my room, took my phone… then they sent me to this horrible church school. And Linda… I wouldn’t ever get to see her again. I had to make a choice. My parents or my love.”

Mabel reached out, drawing Jill into her arms. She held her granddaughter for a while, then began to speak. “About what you were in the past, sweetheart… it’s plain to see that you’re not that person anymore. You’re a good girl who fell in love with someone that your parents didn’t approve of. But I can see how much you love this girl, and all that you’ve sacrificed in order to take care of her.” Gently breaking their embrace, Mabel looked out at the girls. “Love is the most precious gift we have in this life… but it can hurt you like nothing else. It’s worth the hurt, though, remember that. Love is always worth it..”

Jill turned and joined her grandmother, watching the girls frolic in the field.

***

“Mabel, can we go swimming in the pond? Puleeeeease?”

Mabel glanced up from watering her plants on the back porch to see Emma and Madison looking back at the nearby pond with its walkway. Madison wore a hard-to-refuse look on her cute face that Mabel was already familiar with.

“I suppose it’s okay,” Mabel replied, “The water’s pretty cold, though. Do you girls have swimsuits?”

They both shook their heads. Emma asked, “Can we just go in our undies?”

Mabel laughed. “I guess you’ll have to.”

Both girls grinned as they hastily stripped down to their underpants, then raced down the wooden walkway to the pond, giggling all the way. Leaping into the water, their laughter quickly turned shrieks as the shock of the icy water hit them. They got used to it, though, and were soon splashing one another gleefully. It looks like they feel at home here, Mabel thought as she watched them. That’s good. 

Putting her watering can to one side, she wandered over to see how they were doing. “Is the water too cold?”

“A little,” a shivering Madison answered.

“Hey, you kicked me!” Emma protested, splashing Madison, who giggled and kicked her again. Emma splashed her back and soon both were thoroughly soaked, their hair plastered to their bodies, squirming together in the water. Mabel had to smile at the sight. It’s been much too long since I’ve heard children laughing here, Mabel told herself. It’s funny… I never even knew how much I missed it.

After a while, Emma waded back over to the walkway. “I’m going to get a Coke!” she called back to Madison. Climbing out and almost losing her panties in the process, she ran back to the house, water dripping from her, wet underpants clinging tightly to her thin body, leaving nothing to the imagination. And Mabel couldn’t help noticing little Emma’s girlish charms. Oh, my goodness, she thought.

In the room she shared with Linda, Jill was unpacking, mostly clothes and a few odds and ends. She took everything out, except for one item that she left in her backpack, something that she would have to speak to Linda about later.

Jill put all the clothing she’d worn during their journey aside to be washed, then after putting away a few other things, she noticed a colored piece of paper at the bottom of one of the side pockets of her backpack. She couldn’t imagine what it could be and pulled it out.

To her surprise, it looked like a greeting card. She opened it and her face paled when she saw written on it, her own handwriting, I LOVE YOU, MOM & DAD. HAPPY BIRTHDAY. Her head swam in a moment of surreal déjà vu as she recognized the birthday card that she’d bought for her parents three weeks ago. With everything that had happened since then, it seemed more like several years had passed.

How happy she’d been in that life, with her birth family. And then she simply disappeared. She tried to imagine how that had played out. Her parents were at work. The school would have called her mom to ask why Jill hadn’t come to school. Her mom would have called Dad in a panic. They would have gone to the school. She wasn’t there. She wasn’t at home. She was gone.

Jill wasn’t sure what happened after that. At first, her parents probably thought she had been abducted. Then again, they might think that she’d run away to be with Linda. But if they investigated the matter, they would surely discover that Linda had disappeared as well, along with her even younger sister. They probably wouldn’t even want me back after that, Jill thought.

The days would pass. And every now and then, Jill’s mother or father would look in at her empty bedroom, wondering what happened…

“Jill?”

Startled, Jill gasped, swiveling around to see Linda. “Wh-what?”

Linda studied her, looking worried. “You okay?”

“Yeah.” Jill extended her arms, and Linda came over to hug her tightly, “I just… I had a moment that I needed to process.”

“Mabel says supper will be ready in about half an hour. Till then we’re gonna try and catch lightning bugs outside. D’ya wanna join us?” Linda asked.

Jill took a long look at the card in her hand, then laid it on the shelf, answering, “Yeah. Let me get something first.” Taking a pen and her notebook, she followed Linda out to the porch. “Go ahead, have fun,” Jill said. “I want to work on something.”

She seated herself in one of the porch chairs, watching the girls play for a while before opening her notebook. Seeing her parents’ birthday card put her in a mood to try and make something of the powerful feelings she had at that moment, of what she had lost and gained. Reading Linda’s My Angel journal on the previous night had also inspired Jill to put her own thoughts into words.

For the next half hour, Jill scribbled crossed lines out and rewrote others, soon realizing that what she really wanted to compose was a poem. Every once in a while, Linda came over, curious to see what she was doing, but Jill would close the notebook, promising to let her read it when she was finished.

Finally, Jill had a few lines that satisfied her. She was proud of how she’d been able to make them rhyme, but more importantly, they expressed her feelings.

Just as she was putting her pen down, Mabel came out on the back porch, calling out, “Suppertime!” The girls came running in from the field, and Jill followed, though taking a brief detour to put the notebook in her room before joining the others at the table..

Like the rest of the girls, Jill could only gaze in awe. Laid out before them was a sumptuous feast. Roasted chicken, mashed potatoes, corn on the cob, asparagus, dinner rolls and a jug of milk. At a nod from Mabel, they all sat down, with Emma exclaiming, “Finally! Something else besides sandwiches!”

They filled their plates, then tucked in. Watching her guests eat, Mabel said, “I must say, it does feel good to see this empty old house come to life again.”

They all ate to their hearts’ content, finishing off the meal with thick slices of apple pie, then lounged about in front of the TV until it was time for bed.

As Jill washed the dishes, Linda took Emma and Madison to their bedroom, tucked them in, and turned out the light, whispering, “Good night, girls,” as she left. Linda into the room next door, the one she and Jill were to share. She glanced around in a state of awe as it sank in that this was her new home, so different it was from the filthy trailer that she used to live in.

She unpacked, put away her things, then took out her notebook, the one titled My Angel. Opening to the newest blank page, she began to write.

Moments later, Jill entered, smiling when she saw what her young lover was up to. “What’re you writing?”

Looking up, Linda gave the older girl an adoring smile, “About everything that’s happened so far. How happy I am to be here now, with you.”

“Hmmm. Let’s see what you’re saying about me,” Jill gently took the notebook from Linda’s hands. Reading aloud, she spoke, “‘Today, we finally got to Jill’s gramma’s house. It’s really big and lovely and has a lot of really old things. Emma and Madison absolutely love it. This will be so good for them.’” Jill paused briefly, then added, “‘And tonight, I’ll fuck Jill so good she’ll be begging me to stop. I’m gonna stick my tongue so deep into her pussy…”

“I didn’t write that!” Linda protested, frowning.

Jill burst out laughing, “That’s what you were thinking, though. Wasn’t it?”

By then, the ten-year-old was blushing. “Well, yeah… but I wouldn’t say it like that. It’s not nice.”

Still chuckling, Jill handed Linda’s notebook back, pausing to kiss her forehead. Then going over to her duffle bag, Jill took out her own notebook, the one she’d had been writing in earlier, and solemnly handed it to Linda.

“This is what I was working on before supper. It’s not much, really. I, uh… I just wanted to tell you how I felt about us.” She watched nervously as Linda opened it, adding, “I’m not that good at writing, but I hope you like it.”

Linda bent over the notebook and began to read.

We met, it seems, such a short time ago.
You looked at me, needing me so.

Yet from your sadness, our happiness grew.
And I found out that I needed you too.

Our love kept us warm and though we’re alone.
We are a family and this is our home.

Tears came to Linda’s eyes. “Oh, Jill, this is… it’s so, so beautiful! I want to hang this up. No, I want to frame it. We need to buy a frame for this.”

“So, you like it?”

“I love it!” She gazed at Jill, her face alight with adoration. “I love you.”

Jill smiled. “C’mere, you,” she murmured. “I’m feeling kinda romantic right now..”

Linda laid the notebook on the dresser, then drifted into the older girl’s arms. Jill bent to kiss the ten-year-old, who willingly parted her lips to accept her lover’s tongue. They kissed for a long while, then Jill broke away. “Lie down,” she said, “I’m gonna give you a little show.”

As Linda sprawled out on the bed, Jill switched on the bedside lamp, then turned off the overhead light. In the dim illumination of the lamp, Jill took off her clothes in a very seductive manner, taking pleasure in being watched by her underage lover.

First she tugged her t-shirt up and off, twirling it around before tossing it into the corner. Unfastening the clasp of her jeans, she shimmied them down to her ankles, stepped out, then flicked the faded denim aside with a flick of the foot. Linda stared longingly at Jill, who was now stripped down to bra and panties.

Reaching behind, Jill unhooked her bra, letting it slide down one arm and drop to the floor, She bounced up and down a few times, making her breasts jiggle.

“Oh my gosh,” an awed Linda breathed, hugging herself.

But Jill wasn’t done yet. Spinning around, she presented her ass to Linda, then tucked both thumbs beneath the waistband of her panties, slowly working them down and off. She bent down low, putting both her holes on full display, then crawled onto the bed, moving as sensually as she could, finally lying down face to face with Linda.

“Wow,” the little girl breathed. “You’re the prettiest girl that there ever was.”

“Now it’s your turn,” Jill said. “Take your clothes off for me.”

Suddenly feeling self-conscious, Linda made a face. “I can’t do it like you. I’m not sexy.”

“Yes, you are. And you don’t need to do it like I did. Just let me see you naked.”

Hesitantly rising to her feet, Linda pulled her shirt up. “Take your time with it,” Jill told her. Linda’s arms slowed as the shirt slipped over her head, baring her upper half. She unbuttoned her pants, carefully took them off, draped them over a nearby chair, then grasped the elastic of her panties. “What do I do now?”

”Turn around, then take them off,” Jill said. “Let me see that cute butt of yours.”

Linda turned away and slowly tugged her plain white underpants down, wondering all the while if she was doing it right. She stepped out of them and stood in place, letting Jill see her from behind. “How’s that?” she asked.

“Sooooo hot. Now get your sexy little self over here!”

Crawling onto the bed, Linda laid down beside her older lover. Jill gave her a brief but torrid kiss, then asked, “How do you like our new home?”

“I love it,” Linda cooed, glancing around the room.

“Well, I love you.” Jill leaned in and kissed Linda, wrapping an arm around the girl to pull her close. Her tongue lightly tickled Linda’s parted lips before dipping inside.

Linda only hesitated for a moment before she returned the kiss, her own tongue joining Jill’s to play

Jill was intensely aroused. After all those nights in motel rooms, it felt so good to have a bit of privacy for lovemaking. She began to touch Linda’s childish body, letting her desire build until she was almost trembling. With one hand, Jill reached down to give the girl’s tender bottom a squeeze, while she slipped the other hand between Linda’s legs, extending the index finger to tease the ten-year-old’s slit.

While Jill fondled her, Linda reached out to cup the teen’s breasts, a wistful look in her eyes. “I wish mine were bigger,” she sighed, “so you’d have something to play with.”

Jill laughed. “I don’t know… a ten-year-old with tits would look kinda strange. Besides, you have plenty for me to play with. You have these adorable little buds here.” She caressed Linda’s swollen nipples, then gently rolled her over, adding, “And this cute little butt.” She swatted it, making Linda squeal. Jill bent down, rubbing her face against the tender globes. “God, I adore your butt. Every time I see you from behind, I wanna take your pants down and — and do sexy stuff to you.”

Jill trailed a finger through the cleft of Linda’s ass,, then laid down beside her young lover. There was something she’d been meaning to discuss with Linda, but what with everything that had happened to them, the opportunity has never arisen. Now that they had a real home with their own bedroom, Jill was ready to speak her mind.

“Linda, I wanted to ask you about something.”

The girl’s eyes popped open. “What?”

“It’s something new that I want to try with you. It’ll make sex even better for us, but I need to explain how it works.” This and the slight tension in Jill’s voice got Linda’s full attention. “Do you remember how I told you that I’ve had sex with a few guys before?” Linda nodded.

“Okay…” Jill thought about how she should explain this. “Well, you know how guys have dicks, right?” Linda slowly nodded. “Um, have you ever seen a dick before?”

Linda made a face. “My mom had this magazine laying around… it was all pictures of men with no clothes on.” She shuddered. “I only looked at it once. It grossed me out.”

“Okay, then. Remember how I got you to put your hand in me and push it in and out? That’s very close to how men and women fuck. Only the guy does it with his dick instead. Got that?”

The look on Linda’s face was priceless, a mixture of distaste and bewilderment. “Sure, I guess. Only… how come you’re telling me all this?”

Here goes, Jill thought. “Because… um, well, I want to fuck you like that.” Now Linda was staring at her as if she’d just grown an extra head, but Jill kept talking. “I know it sounds weird, but it feels really good, I promise.”

“B-but you don’t have a, a dick,” Linda protested, blushing in that adorable way she always did when saying a bad word.

“Wellllll… actually, I kinda do.”

Linda’s eyes narrowed. “You’ve got a boy’s thing? No, you don’t!”

Jill shook her head. “Not an actual dick. One made out of latex. Here, let me show you.” Getting out of bed, she rummaged through her backpack until she found what she wanted, then brought it over for Linda to see.

Linda cradled the rubbery object in her hands, examining the vinyl straps that were attached to it. “So, this is, um…”

“It’s a sex toy,” Jill explained. “A strap-on dildo, that’s what it’s called. I picked this up at Spencer’s at Highland Mall, just before we left Austin.”

“What do you do with it?” Linda asked, still perplexed.

“Well…” Jill took hold of the strap. “I use this to fasten the whole thing around my waist… and then it’s like I have a dick of my own. Then you lie down with your legs apart, I put it into your vagina, and then we’ll be fucking. Really fucking.”

Linda continued to study the dildo. “How can this go into me? It’s way too big!”

“It’s not, though,” Jill told her. “See, when you take something inside your vagina like a boy’s dick, or this… it, uh, opens you up, so you can fuck like grownups do, or even have a baby.”

“Opens me up?” Linda exclaimed, still baffled. “How does that work?”

“See, you have a piece of skin called a hymen that is inside your vagina. This,” she pointed at the strap-on, “will break that hymen, and then your pussy will be… deeper. Like mine. I guess that might seem kinda scary, but trust me — it feels really good.”

Linda looked nervous, “Will it hurt?”

“Just a little. It’s like getting your ears pierced. It hurts for a few seconds… then afterward, you’re really glad you did it.”

“My ears aren’t pierced,” Linda told her.

Jill looked. “Huh. Guess not.”

“It’ll only hurt for a little bit?” Linda asked.

“Yeah. That’s how it was for me, anyhow. I’ll be gentle with you, I promise..” She began to fasten the toy around her waist, adjusting and fastening the straps

“Can I hold you while you do it?”

“Of course you can. Now lie back, and I’ll get you ready.” Reaching for a bottle of baby oil she’d left on the dresser, Jill squirted a measure of the clear liquid into her palm, then coated the dildo with it. Dribbling a bit more onto her fingers, she used that to lightly anoint Linda’s slit.

“Oooohh,” the child sighed. “That feels nice.”

“Just you wait,” Jill said. She lowered herself until she was lying between Linda’s legs, then carefully positioned the tip of the dildo at the opening of her young lover’s vagina. “Are you ready?” Jill asked.

Linda wrapped her arms around Jill’s neck tightly, burying her face into the teen’s chest. “I — I think so,” she whispered.

“I’m right here for you,” Jill assured her. “Try to relax.” Slowly pressing forward, she eased the latex cock into the girl, pausing when the hymen’s barrier had been reached. “I’m going to break through now, okay?”

“O-okay,” Linda replied, clutching at Jill’s shoulders.

Jill drew back about an inch or so, then popped through the young girl’s hymen with a quick thrust. Linda gasped, “Oh!” her eyes suddenly huge.

“It’s over, baby,” Jill murmured, nuzzling Linda’s ear as she slowly withdrew from her vagina. “That wasn’t too bad, huh?”

“You were right… it only hurt a little.” Glancing at the dildo jutting from Jill’s groin, Linda gasped when she saw a few drops of blood on the tip of the toy.

“It’s okay, sweetheart,” Jill quickly said, “There’s nothing to worry about. That’s all there is. It’s all over.”

“There’s nothing else?”

“Nope. That’s it. You’re not a virgin anymore.”

“Um… so, what is a virgin?” Linda asked. “I’ve heard that word before, but…” She made a helpless gesture

“Someone who’s never had sex.”

“But we’ve been having sex,” Linda protested.

Jill smiled. “You’re right. Never mind. That’s how men think of sex, and it’s stupid.”

Linda cautiously slipped a finger into her pussy, wincing slightly. “Okay, I’m a little bit sore in here, but not much.”

Jill got to her feet. “Let’s get you cleaned up.” They went into the bathroom, where Jill bathed Linda’s vulva with a damp washcloth, then patted it dry with a towel. Linda poked her finger inside again, surprised to find that it went in deeper than before.

Once they’d exited the bathroom, Jill reached for the dildo and straps, then turned to her young lover. “Here, step through,” she said. “Okay, put your other foot in here.”

Jill fastened the straps as Linda watched in awe. Finally, Jill stepped back, grinning. “There. Now you’re a boy.”

Staring down at the rubbery cock, Linda gave her hips a twitch, giggling as it wobbled to and fro. “What do I do now?” she asked.

“You fuck me with it,” Jill told her.

Linda’s mouth dropped. “I — oh, wow,” she said.

Reaching for the bottle of baby oil, Jill rubbed some on her pussy, then knelt before Linda to coat the dildo as the ten-year-old stared down at her.

That accomplished, Jill climbed on the bed, rolled onto her back, then slowly parted her legs, making each movement slow and seductive.. “C’mere,” she cooed, beckoning to Linda.

Linda advanced forward as if hypnotized, unable to tear her gaze from the bare body of her older lover. The child mounted the bed, shuffling forward until she was kneeling between Jill’s thighs.

Spreading her cunt open with two fingers, Jill exposed the fiery pink flesh, now glistening with wetness . “Now go into me, just like I did to you.”

Linda looked at the dildo first, then Jill’s pussy. Nervously moistening her lips, she grasped the latex prick with one hand, placing the tip at the entrance of Jill’s vagina. She guided it inside, but only about an inch deep.

“What’re you doing?” Jill asked.

“I… I don’t want to hurt you.”

“You’re not going to hurt me, babe. Remember, I’ve done this before. C’mon, put it in.”

“Um, okay,” Linda said, then began to push her hips forward, still too cautiously for Jill’s liking.

“All the way,” Jill coaxed her.

Linda meekly complied, her eyes widening at how deep she was able to go. Soon enough, the full length of the dildo was buried in Jill’s cunt. “Now what?” Linda asked.

“I told you, silly — you fuck me!” Jill exclaimed — amused, but also touched by her young lover’s innocence. ”Remember back at the motel, when you put your hand into my pussy and did me like that? This works the exact same way. Move your hips forward and back, so it goes in and out like you did with your arm. Okay?””

“Oh,” Linda said, her brow knitted in concentration. “Sure… I guess.”

Jill rolled her eyes. “You worry too much, kiddo. Look, I promise you’re not gonna hurt me… and, and even if you do, I promise not to get mad about it. Fair enough?”

“Sorry, Jill,” Linda said. “I’m ready now.”

With that, the girl slowly backed away until she’d withdrawn the slippery dildo completely, then carefully lined the head up and slid it back in, still moving slowly. She repeated these steps twice more.

Jill’s eyes drifted open. “It’s easier if you don’t pull all the way out, babe. Leave the tip inside me… then you won’t need to use your hands.”

“Oh. Oh, yeah, that makes sense.” Linda began to work her hips in a steady rhythm.

Jill luxuriated in the sheer lewdness of the moment, being fucked by her ten-year-old lesbian lover. It felt awesome, too. Even the careful, methodical nature of Linda’s strokes turned her on… so naïve, yet so hot.

As if to illustrate her point, Linda asked, “Am I doing it right?”

Jill sighed. “Yes, you’re doing it right. You’re doing it so right.”

Much as she enjoyed it, Jill didn’t think the cautious pace of Linda’s pumping hips would be enough to get her off, so she chose to lend a helping hand, reaching down to gently tweak her engorged clitoris.

Linda continued to work the cock in and out while Jill masturbated, feeling the white fire build higher and higher until she was panting like a dog, a massive orgasm crashing through her before she’d expected it. Jolts of helpless pleasure shook her body.

Alarmed by her lover’s spasms, Linda would have pulled out then and there — but Jill’s arm was tightly curled around the girl’s back, keeping her right where she was.

Finally, the teen lay spent, her grip relaxed. She seemed okay now, so Linda chose to remain still, the dildo still buried in Jill’s vagina.

When Jill opened her eyes, Linda asked, “Was that okay?”

Jill nuzzled the child’s face. “Oh Linda, that was wonderful. You made me feel so good. Thank you.”

“Uh… should I take it out now?” Linda asked.

“Hmm? Oh, yeah, I guess you can.”

Linda slowly withdrew the glistening sex toy, then sat back, fumbling with the straps until she’d removed it from around her waist. “What do I do with it?”

Raising herself up, Jill said, “You give it to me.” She plucked the strap-on from the young girl’s hands, got to her feet, and stepped into the harness. “Now it’s your turn.”

That took a few seconds to register, then Linda’s eyes widened. “You’re g-gonna put that in me? The — the whole thing?”

“Don’t worry, I’ll be very careful.” Jill pulled on the straps and tightened them. Arranging Linda on her back with her thighs parted, she rubbed more baby oil on the child’s vulva, carefully lined the tip of the dildo up with the vagina, then slipped a couple of inches inside. Linda sucked in her breath.

“You okay?” Jill asked. Linda nodded, clearly nervous, but trying to be brave.

Jill pushed the cock in a little further, and stopped again. With a determined grimace, Linda let out a small breath, then a few quick pants, as if she was running. Finally, she nodded, “Okay. I’m alright, I think. Just go slow.”

Carefully watching the girl for any signs of pain, Jill slowly eased the dildo the rest of the way. A long, low moan escaped Linda’s throat as inch by inch, it disappeared inside her. “Is this… uhuHHhhh, huh, huhh… oh my gosh, it’s… it feels s-so…”

“Okay,” Jill told her. “It’s all the way in.”

“It is?”

“Yeah. How’s it feel?” Jill asked.

“I –I don’t know. Really weird, b-but kinda good, too.”

“It should start feeling incredible in a little bit.” Jill slowly withdrew the toy, wriggled it back into the ten-year-old’s cunt as gradually as she could, then repeated the motion. Linda began to move to Jill’s rhythm, pumping her body with each steady stroke.

“How’s it feel now?”

“Really nice,” Linda mumbled. It’s like… like… mmm, I don’t know.”Jill kept going.

Before long, she noticed Linda’s eyes glazing over with pleasure, Oh yeah, she’s feeling it. Once again, Jill asked the girl “How’re you doing?” — but this time she didn’t answer, only gave a low moan.

Realizing that Linda was about to come, Jill allowed her thrusts to become a little more vigorous, though she made sure not to push too hard.

Moments later, a pained expression crossed Linda’s face, then she suddenly inhaled sharply as her body seized up her fingers clawing at the sheets.

Jill stopped pumping, leaving the full length of the rubbery prick buried inside Linda as the young girl thrashed about, her moan rising to a shriek before she went completely limp. Moving with the utmost caution, Jill extracted the dildo. As the head came out Linda jerked, then lay still but for the rise and fall of her chest.

Swinging her legs to the floor, Jill stepped out of the strap-on harness, then brought the glistening toy to her lips, getting a good taste of her little girl lover. She placed the apparatus on the night table, then crawled back into bed, stretching out beside Linda. Reaching down to grasp the blanket, she drew it over their bare bodies.

A minute later, Linda opened her eyes, whispering, “That felt… magical.”

“I know.” Jill kissed her.

“Can… can we do that again tomorrow night?”

“As many times as you want,” Jill replied.

“I’m sleepy.”

“So am I.” Jill kissed her again., “Get some rest now. I love you.”

“I love you too.”

On to Chapter Seven!

By JB West

For helpful information about this story’s main characters, please consult The Girls and Women of Greenfield Tales

Part 1 – Confessions

Later that night, after the girls had gone to bed, Kim and Rachel found themselves alone for the first time since the previous afternoon. It had been a long day of errands and household chores, so they were both happy to sit down and relax.

Rachel uncorked a bottle of wine and poured herself a glass, then nearly poured one for Kim before remembering that her sister was taking medication for her head injury. She joined Kim outside on the patio, where her younger sibling was stretched out on one of the reclining lounge chairs, her head tilted back and eyes closed, enjoying the stillness and quiet of the warm summer evening.

Rachel sat down next to Kim and observed her sister for a moment. Taking a sip of her wine, she finally spoke. “How’s your head?”

“It’s feeling better,” Kim said.

“No pain?”

“Kim shook her head. “I took a pill with dinner. So right now, I’m feeling very relaxed.”

Rachel smiled. “My kind of party.” She settled back in her own lounge chair.

The two women sat in silence for several minutes. With each passing second, Rachel became increasingly nervous. She wanted to discuss the events of the previous evening with Kim, but wasn’t sure how to broach the subject. Rachel certainly wasn’t feeling guilty or regretful about the matter, not after the adjustments Cassidy had made to her, but she was intensely curious to know what Kim’s thoughts were.

Several times throughout the day, Rachel had caught Kim looking at her — and each time, once she realized that she’d been caught, Kim would blush and look away. Rachel knew this reaction had to be one of embarrassment because of what had happened the night before, and she understood, even if she didn’t feel it herself. For Rachel, thinking about what had happened only made her want to repeat the experience.

Even now, the sight of Kim made Rachel feel hot and crazy inside. The love she’d always had for her sister was changing into something new. It was still the same familial affection as always, but now there were other feelings mixed in. Feelings that made her long for Kim the same way she did for her husband, or Deena. I want her, Rachel kept telling herself. I want to have sex with my little sister.

When Kim opened her eyes, the first thing she saw was Rachel gazing at her, the desire plain on her face. Kim’s first impulse was to look away, but this time, she willed herself not to.

Just like Rachel, Kim was trying to work up the courage to talk to her sister about what had happened the night before. There was also the little matter of Rachel’s daughter, who had been spying on the women while they were having sex. Kim had yet to mention that to Rachel, and was well aware that she needed to. At that point, her mind was a flurry of questions and worry and she longed to clear the air. Why, then, was she unable to speak?

The women looked at each other for a long while, then Kim extended a hand, motioning for her sister to sit with her. The lounge chair was oversized and could easily fit two people as long as they didn’t mind sitting closely together.

Rising from her own seat, Rachel padded over to join Kim on the lounge. They drifted naturally into an affectionate embrace, wrapping their arms around one another. The sisters nestled together for a while, each enjoying the warmth of the other’s body and the slow, steady rhythm of their breathing.

Rachel had a sudden flash of memory, back to the times Kim slept with her when they were girls. After their mother had died when they were both still young, Kim would often come to Rachel’s room at night, seeking solace and comfort. Rachel would hold her little sister and listen to the child’s gentle sobs until she slowly drifted off to sleep. Only after Kim was asleep would Rachel shed tears of her own. She had to be strong for Kim in those days, and knew that she needed to be equally strong now.

Their eyes met again, and Rachel leaned in to place a light peck on Kim’s lips. Kim hugged Rachel closer, burying her face in the crook of her big sister’s neck. Rachel could feel Kim’s body trembling lightly in her arms, as if she was still the same grieving girl from all those years ago.

Rachel knew Kim better than anyone in the world… and right then she could tell that her sister was a mess of helpless emotions, possibly on the verge of breaking down.

She broke the silence, saying, “I think we need to talk.”

“Yeah,” Kim agreed with a nod.

Rachel felt Kim’s breath caress her neck. It caused a small flutter in her belly, a light sigh escaped her lips. She wanted Kim desperately — her mouth, her hands, her entire body and being — but also knew that they needed to figure out where they stood with each other before taking things any further. Rachel loved Kim with all her heart, and their sisterly bond meant far more to her than any physical pleasure that they could share.

“First, I want to say that I don’t regret anything that happened last night,” Rachel began. “But I understand if you do.” These words didn’t come easily, but they had to be said. “I’ll understand if you just want to forget what we did, and pretend like it never happened.”

Kim sat upright, a pained look on her face. “No. I don’t want that,” she said. “Last night was… God, it was… beautiful.”

Rachel arched an eyebrow. “But?”

“But why did it happen?” Kim asked. “I mean, I know Cassidy altered us. She changed our minds, our sexuality… or maybe she just revealed hidden desires that we never knew were there. I’m okay with that, I really am. But what I don’t understand is how that change makes us attracted to each other all of a sudden.”

Sitting up, Rachel studied Kim, a mischievous smirk on her lips. “So you admit it,” she said, with a laugh. “You find me attractive.”

Kim immediately buried her face in her hands. Unlike her sister, she was still capable of feeling embarrassment concerning her sex life, and at that moment she wanted to curl up into a ball and hide. Still, Rachel’s question needed an answer.

“Yes,” squeaked Kim’s voice from behind her hands. She felt completely vulnerable all of a sudden, just like she had when she was young and first confessed her feelings to a boy she liked. Kim’s heart was pounding in her chest, and she was beginning to perspire.

After a moment, Kim felt Rachel take her hands and gently pull them away to reveal her stricken face. She looked at her beautiful, smiling sister, losing herself in the warmth of Rachel’s eyes. Unable to resist a sudden impulse, Kim leaned in closer, and the women’s lips came together in a very tender kiss. The type of kiss shared by lovers, not sisters. Kim’s heart continued to thump wildly, and she felt the raw heat of sexual excitement growing in her belly. Their tongues met; the kiss deepened.

Although the kiss calmed her, a hint of Kim’s tension still lingered — and just before giving herself over completely to lust, she started to giggle. This wasn’t exactly the reaction Rachel had hoped for, but it was far better than some of the potential scenarios that might have played out.

Kim’s laughter proved to be infectious, and soon Rachel began to giggle as well. The sisters embraced again, then fell back onto the lounge, laughing uproariously. The joy they felt at that instant was almost too much to contain.

“I do love you.” Rachel said as her amusement began to subside. Pausing to give Kim another light kiss, she added, “But I know what you mean. I’ve been wondering about it, too. I think Cassidy must’ve done more to us than what she told us.” Still clutching her sister’s hands, she gave them a gentle squeeze. “Before last night, I’d never had any sexual thoughts about you. But now, being here, being close to you, I can’t stop thinking about it.”

Kim nodded. She understood everything Rachel was saying because she felt the same way.

“But… there’s something else I need to tell you about,” Rachel continued. “Other feelings. New feelings.”

She fell silent, unsure of how to explain. Rachel wasn’t ashamed of this new desire, even if it was utterly forbidden. In fact, it excited her greatly, but how could she tell her sister that she’d been having sexual fantasies about their little girls? About her own daughter? Even if what Rachel suspected was true, that these new feelings were caused by the changes Cassidy had made to her mind, it didn’t make telling her sister about them any easier.

Kim could see the worried look on Rachel’s face. “Whatever it is, you can tell me,” she said.

If there’s anyone I can share this with, Rachel told herself, it’s Kim. Somehow she knew that her sister wouldn’t judge her, even for having sexual longings for her six-year-old daughter. At least she doesn’t have a problem with incest.

Rachel took a moment to summon her resolve, then spoke. “Since last night… ever since Cassidy was in my head… I’ve been having thoughts about, well, young girls.” She paused to swallow, her throat feeling oddly dry. “About our girls. About Emily and Katie. Sexual thoughts.”

Rachel’s confession hit Kim like a speeding truck. She thought back to that morning, to Cassidy’s revelation about Emily and how the little girl had spied on them last night during their lesbian foursome. Kim remembered how intense her climax was at the thought of being watched by her sweet little niece. She shivered at the thought.

Then she recalled that moment when she’d been in Cassidy’s arms, looking through the glass door at the girls as they ate their breakfast. The warmth she felt deep inside at the sight of them. How she’d wanted to hold them both. Their beautiful little bodies against mine…

Kim sat bolt upright in the chair, her eyes wide in disbelief. “Oh my God!” she exclaimed.

Rachel sat up as well, searching for meaning in her sister’s expression. She saw shock, of course, that was to be expected, but no sign of anger or revulsion. It was clear that Kim was trying to say something, but unable to find the words.

Whatever feelings Kim was struggling with, Rachel was convinced that they were part and parcel to what Cassidy had done to their minds. She was about to say something to that effect when Kim cut her off.

“There’s something I have to tell you,” Kim said, turning to Rachel. Her face was still a mask of shock, but there was something else behind her eyes, a dawning realization.

Kim told Rachel all about her conversation with Cassidy from that morning. She explained about the other uses of Cassidy’s power, how she could forcibly invade another person’s mind if she wanted, and how she was able to sense the emotions of others.

“That’s not the important part, though,” Kim murmured. “While the four of us were m-making love last night, Emily was standing at the door, watching. Cassidy could feel her presence, you see.” She paused. “Your daughter knows that you and I kissed… she saw us… with each other.”

It was Rachel’s turn to cover her face. “Oh, no,” she groaned through her fingers. “Oh, shit.”

”Wait, let me finish,” said Kim. “The thing is, not only could Cassidy tell that Emily was there, she knew what Emily was feeling, too. And your little girl definitely liked what she saw.”

Rachel gaped at her sister. “Sh-she did?”

“Cassidy was sure of it,” Kim replied with a nod. “In fact, she told me Emily was sexually aroused. Maybe even masturbating while she watched us.”

“My God, that’s — I don’t know.” She focused on Kim, her mind reeling from her sister’s words. “So, what… what do you think about all of this?”

Kim took a moment to ponder the question, then said, “These… desires you’ve been having for the girls? A couple of days ago, I’d have thought you were sick, in need of serious help. But now… I’m not sure how I feel.” She paused, weighing her words carefully, then continued. “Are you seriously thinking about acting on them? Do you want to have sex with our daughters?”

Rachel sat motionless for a moment, taking in Kim’s questions, then slowly nodded. “Yeah. Yeah, I do,” she said, with a shaky laugh. “I can’t really explain it… there’s a feeling inside that makes it all seem so… right.” With a heavy sigh, she looked up at Kim. “Does that make me a bad person?”

“I don’t think it does,” Kim replied, touching her sister’s wrist. “I mean, I don’t know if I could ever do anything like that, but…” She nibbled nervously at her lower lip, “I’ve got to admit, ever since Cassidy told me about Emily, about her watching us, I’ve been thinking about her a lot.” Kim’s face reddened slightly, “The thing is… I don’t know why, but for some reason the idea of being watched and knowing that it was Emily watching…It’s just…”

“It’s pretty fucking hot!” Rachel exclaimed. “Thinking about her standing there, seeing what she saw, touching herself… it turns you on, doesn’t it?”

“It does,” Kim said, eyes widening. “My God, Rachel, it really does!”

Rachel kissed Kim again, this time with all the passion that had been steadily building throughout the day.

Kim returned the kiss, her tongue flashing to life. She ached to be with Rachel again, but this time, making love to her properly. In her mind, she conjured up a vision of them in bed together, holding each other, kissing each other, tasting each other. She then pictured Emily, standing at the foot of the bed, naked and touching herself, watching as her mommy and her auntie licked and sucked and fucked each other to a wild climax.

There was just one other element that was needed to make Kim’s fantasy complete. She imagined her six-year-old daughter Katie standing next to Emily, also nude, also touching herself, eagerly drinking in the sight of two women making love. It was an image that shook Kim to her very core, leaving her breathless with arousal.

Reaching out to touch Rachel through the thin top she wore, Kim caressed her sister’s breasts. Rachel broke their kiss, a low moan escaping her lips.

The two women stared into each other’s lust-filled eyes, lost in their shared desire. Neither knew what these new and exciting feelings would amount to, or how their relationship would be affected, but both were more than ready to find out.

Suddenly, a very intriguing idea flashed through Rachel’s mind. She wasn’t sure how plausible it was, but she knew exactly what her first step should be. “We need to talk to Cassidy,” she said.

Kim could tell that Rachel was thinking hard about something, but couldn’t tell what it was. “Well, she’ll be here Tuesday night.”

“No. Before then,” Rachel said, then began to share her thoughts with Kim.

At first Kim was apprehensive, but as Rachel shared her idea, she found herself becoming more and more aroused by the possibilities presented. It didn’t take much convincing to win Kim over completely, and soon the seed of Rachel’s idea had grown into a plan. A plan that would hopefully result in an experience that neither of the women had known they wanted, but now desperately craved.

 

Part 2 – A Room With a View

Katie was in bed, staring at the ceiling, watching the slow movement of the projected stars from her nightlight. Usually the lights soothed her to sleep, but this evening was different. She was restless, her mind racing, unable to get comfortable no matter what position she tried. Her thoughts kept returning to Emily, and to what she’d caught her cousin doing that morning.

Katie had wanted to talk to Emily about it that afternoon while they were playing in her room, but her cousin kept changing the subject. To Katie, masturbation was a thing grownups did, so she didn’t understand Emily’s reasons for touching herself like that and wanted to know what they were. She was also curious to know if Emily liked how it felt.

The one time Katie had attempted to masturbate, it hadn’t been a very noteworthy experience, but when she touched herself that morning while watching Emily, something about it felt very different. That puzzled Katie… and whenever that happened, she usually got caught up in a search for answers. Normally, Emily was open and honest about everything, so the fact that she didn’t want to talk about this particular subject frustrated Katie all the more.

Rolling over onto her side with an exasperated sigh, Katie stared out the window at the bright half-moon in the evening sky. Usually, such a beautiful sight would set her mind to pondering the majesty of the cosmos and questions of how the universe worked, Astronomy was one of Katie’s favorite fields of study after all, but tonight, instead of indulging those big thoughts, all her mind could conjure up were images of Emily.

Meanwhile, down the hall in the guest room, Emily was also wide awake, feeling every bit as frustrated as her cousin, but for different reasons. She was irked by her inability to recapture the same feeling she’d had the night before, after watching her mother and aunt having sex with Cassidy and Deena.

Emily had a hand between her legs and was gently massaging the spot that had made her feel so good — only now it was less exciting, less thrilling. She was concentrating on her memories of the previous night, but her mind’s eye was a poor substitute for the real thing.

What she really wanted was to see all the women together again, with their clothes off and doing sex stuff. Emily assumed that it wouldn’t ever happen, at least not at any time soon when she’d have the opportunity to watch, but then she remembered that Cassidy and Deena had been invited over for another sleepover in a couple of days. Maybe I’ll get a second chance, she thought.

Emily began to rub herself a bit more vigorously, thinking ahead to the possibility of peeking in on the grownups again. She felt the same familiar tingle in her kitty as she had the night before and a small sigh escaped her lips as her fingers pressed more firmly into her most sensitive area.

Just then she had an interesting thought: what if she were to tell Katie about what she saw last night? And what if she could convince her cousin to join her in watching the women? Katie had been asking a lot of questions, after all, so Emily knew that her cousin would listen to her story, but convincing the younger girl that she’d actually seen what she’d seen and to join her in her mischief were two very different things. This new idea captured Emily’s imagination, however, and she started to ponder ways to make it happen for real.

Emily was still rubbing herself through the thin cotton of her nightgown and panties, but soon decided that she needed to touch herself without any obstacles in the way. Abruptly hiking her nightie up above her waist, she was about to slip out of her panties when she heard a bark of laughter from outside the bedroom window. Emily recognized the laughter as that of her mother.

She hadn’t noticed it at first because she’d been so preoccupied by her thoughts, but Emily now realized that the backyard light was on. Springing out of bed, she raced over to the window. Down below on the patio she could see her mom and Aunt Kim lying together on one of the oversized lounge chairs. The women were snuggling close, but Emily could see that her aunt had both hands covering her face, while her mom was wearing a big smile. What’s going on? the little girl wondered.

Emily continued to watch as her mother carefully pulled her aunt’s hands away from her face. The women seemed to just stare at each other for a moment, but then something wonderful happened — her Aunt Kim leaned in close and kissed her mommy, right on the mouth. Emily’s face was pressed against the glass, her heart racing as she watched the women kiss. And it was a sexy kiss, not a normal one. Emily could easily see that much, even from a distance.

Without even thinking about it, Emily began to rub her pussy again. The instant her fingers grazed the sweet spot, she felt an electric jolt of pleasure surge through her young body. Emily watched intently as the two women made out, all the while fingering the little bump at the top of her slit that made such good feelings happen.

Soon, the women broke their passionate embrace and fell back onto the lounge chair laughing. Emily watched them exchange another kiss, and then a very interesting, very naughty idea popped into her head.

Across the hall, Katie was once again staring up at her ceiling, watching the panorama of stars dance across the room, trying to come up with a way to persuade Emily into telling her what she wanted to know about masturbating. Suddenly, she heard footsteps outside her bedroom door, then a hand on the doorknob. Assuming it was Kim coming to check on her mommy, Katie quickly shut her eyes and pretended to be asleep, but remained alert as the door opened and someone entered the room. She then felt a light touch on her shoulder.

“Hey, wake up,” she heard Emily say, as her cousin lightly shook her.

Katie’s eyes fluttered open and there was Emily, looking down at her. She parted her lips to speak, but something in her cousin’s expression silenced Katie right away. Emily was grinning like she’d gotten away with something naughty, and her eyes were dancing with excitement.

Something’s happened, Katie decided, and quickly sat up. “What is it?” she asked. “What’s going on?”

“C’mon. Get up.” Emily said, as she moved back towards the door, pausing to glance over her shoulder. “Follow me. I got something to show you.”

“What?” Katie was confused. “No way. We’ll get in trouble.”

“No, we won’t.” Emily said. “Just follow me.”

Katie stared at Emily, unsure of what to do. She didn’t want to risk getting caught out of bed this late at night. If that happens, Mommy might not let us have the sleepover. She was really looking forward to seeing Deena and Cassidy again, and didn’t want anything to spoil that.

“C’monnnn, Katie,” Emily pleaded. “You totally have to see this! Don’t you trust me?”

Katie nodded, but Emily could tell that her cousin needed to be convinced. ”Y’know how you were asking me about, um, what you saw me doing this morning?” She felt her cheeks grow hot as Katie’s eyes widened. “Just follow me now, and I’ll tell you everything.”

Earlier, when Katie had asked Emily about her playing with herself, the girl wanted to tell her cousin all about what happened the night before, but didn’t know how to begin. Now, knowing that there was solid proof of what she’d seen, happening right now outside her bedroom window, Emily knew it was time to let Katie in on her big secret.

Katie took a moment to weigh her options, but was unable to overcome her curiosity. She quickly but quietly slipped out of bed, then followed Emily across the hall to the guest room. They entered, and Emily shut the door behind them.

“Okay,” Emily started, “I gotta tell you something. It’s kinda crazy, and you probably won’t believe me… but I promise it’s true. And I can prove it!”

“Okay,” Katie said, preparing herself to hear something really big. “Tell me.”

Emily took a deep breath. “So, last night…” She went on to relate what had happened on the previous evening, and what she had witnessed through the doorway of her Aunt Kim’s bedroom.

Needless to say, Katie found it impossible to believe what she was hearing. Sure, she knew Deena and Cassidy were a couple, that they were lesbians, but the idea of her mom or her Aunt Rachel having sex with them seemed ridiculous. And then, when Emily got to the part of the story where their mothers were kissing and touching each other, Katie was convinced that her cousin was either lying or had dreamed the whole thing.

“The reason I was… touching myself this morning was because I was thinking about what I saw.” Emily was blushing again, but she forced herself to keep talking. “I wanted to see if I could make myself feel good again, like I did last night.”

Katie still wanted to know more about that kind of touching, but right then, her mind was filled with all the crazy things Emily was telling her. She shook her head and said, “You made that up, that stuff about our moms.”

“I knew you’d think I was fibbing,” Emily said. Padding over to the window, she motioned for Katie to join her. “Come look.”

Joining Emily, Katie peered out the window. She could see her mom and aunt down on the patio, lying together on one of the big lounge chairs. They were talking rather animatedly about something, but the window was shut tight, so Katie couldn’t hear what it was. She also noticed that their moms were holding hands, but what did that prove?

“So what? They’re just talking,” Katie said.

“Just keep watching,” Emily replied, but she was beginning to wonder if they’d waited too long to look. Come on! she silently urged the two women. Kiss some more!

Katie turned her attention back to the scene below. Nothing out of the ordinary happened for a couple of minutes, and she was just about to call her cousin out for telling a big fat lie, when all of a sudden Katie saw her mother rise and swing a leg over her aunt to straddle her. The child’s jaw dropped.

But it didn’t end there. Heart racing, Katie saw her mommy reach down for the hem of her top, then pull it up and off, revealing her large, bra-enclosed breasts. She gave them a seductive shake, prompting a squeal of delight from her Auntie Rachel. Katie then watched as her mommy reached behind her back and undid the clasp of her bra.

“No way,” Katie whispered, more to herself than Emily.

Shrugging the bra off, Kim let the silky garment drop to the surface of the patio. She bent forward, presenting her bare breasts to Rachel, who took one in each hand, fondling them. Katie’s attention was drawn to the hungry expression on her aunt’s face, it was the first glimpse she’d ever had of unabashed sexual desire, and it shook the six-year-old to her core. She found herself longing for something, yet unable to say what it might be.

“See. I told you,” Emily said.

Glancing over at her cousin, Katie felt a quiver of excitement to see that Emily was lightly rubbing her private area. Katie then gasped, a hand flying to cover her mouth, as she noticed that Emily had slipped out of her panties, the thin cotton garment pooled at her feet. As if on automatic pilot, Katie brought her own hand to her private area and pressed against the front of her panties, thrilled to feel that same sudden jolt she’d given herself that morning while watching Emily masturbate.

Realizing that she was missing the show on the patio, Katie quickly looked back through the window just in time to watch her aunt sit up and take one of her Mommy’s nipples into her mouth. Katie could tell from her mother’s joyful reaction that she really liked what Auntie Rachel was doing. Her mommy was even rocking her hips back and forth, rubbing her secret place against Aunt Rachel’s hip.

“Wow,” Katie heard Emily whisper under her breath.

Katie now had a hand buried in her underpants and was rubbing her slit with two fingers. Each stroke sent a wave of pleasure sweeping through her young body. She was starting to understand why people liked to masturbate. It was an incredible feeling, like nothing she’d ever experienced before, and she wanted it to go on forever.

Just then, she saw that her mom and her aunt were getting up from the lounge. Once on their feet, Rachel drew Kim into her arms and they shared a deep, hungry kiss. Katie watched as her Mommy wrapped her arms around her Auntie’s waist, then grabbed her butt with both hands and squeezed. The little girl also noticed that her Mommy was once again grinding her special area into her aunt’s hip. Even though the window was closed, muffling the sound from outside, Katie could clearly hear her mother moan out loud.

Katie had never seen two ladies kiss like this before. Watching it happen gave her that same strange feeling she’d had moments earlier, where she really, really wanted something, but couldn’t say what. Instinctively, Katie increased the tempo and pressure of her fingers as they rubbed against the tender flesh of her six-year-old pussy.

The little girl was so immersed in her reverie that she didn’t notice the women break their kiss, then their embrace. Emily, on the other hand, was still watching her mother and aunt intently and quickly realized what was happening as she saw her Aunt Kim collect her shirt and bra from the ground and her mom pick up a nearly empty wine glass from the small table next to the lounge.

“Oh, crap!” Emily blurted. “They’re coming back inside.”

The two girls exchanged a quick look, one that reaffirmed their trust in one another and made it clear that this revelation would stay a secret between them. Emily jumped back into bed, while Katie scampered back to her own room. Both girls knew that their moms would be checking in on them soon, and expected to find their daughters in bed and sound asleep.

Scrambling into bed, Katie tugged the blankets over herself and lay motionless. She was still feeling very excited because of what she’d seen, but she knew she had to calm down before her mother looked in. She closed her eyes, took a couple of deep, calming breaths and waited.

A few minutes later, Katie heard someone moving up the staircase and into the hallway, she quickly realized that it was both her mother and her aunt. They were talking, but too quietly for Katie to make out what was being said. Then she heard the sound of her bedroom door being opened.

Kim stood in the door frame of Katie’s room, listening to her child breathe, watching the girl’s chest rise and fall with each breath. She had watched her daughter sleep many times over the years, first as a new mother concerned about every little gurgle or sigh, then as the grieving woman who felt she’d lost everything other than her precious little girl. Now, she gazed down on her daughter’s sleeping form and felt a small pang of desire. It was a new and scary feeling, but it was also incredibly exciting.

Kim felt her sister’s hand rest on her shoulder, then the other hand snake up under her shirt. Kim took a shaky breath as Rachel lightly brushed her nipple with a circling fingertip.

“Is she asleep?” Rachel asked.

“Yes,” Kim murmured, but that was a lie.

Kim could easily discern when her daughter was truly asleep and when the girl was faking it, and tonight she could tell from Katie’s breathing that the girl was still awake. She didn’t know why she’d lied to Rachel, but it excited her enormously, knowing that Katie was awake and able to hear everything they said. Somehow it fed into these strange new feelings she was having for her little girl.

Kim glanced back at her sister. “What about Emily?”

“Out like a light,” Rachel replied.

The women stood there for a moment, enjoying the calm and the quiet. Rachel was still teasing Kim’s nipple, having aroused it to an aching stiffness. Slipping her other hand under Kim’s top, she started to stroke her sister’s bare back.

“Oooh, that feels lovely,” Kim sighed, letting her head loll back onto Rachel’s shoulder.

Rachel placed a light kiss on her sister’s cheek, then turned her gaze back to her dozing niece. “You’ve got an adorable little girl,” she said, thinking about the delightful games they could teach their daughters, if they played their cards right.

Kim nodded in response, this time truthfully. For the first time in her life, she was looking at her daughter and feeling not only love, but desire. It was an enormous, life-changing thing, almost too much to grasp. Thinking of what her future might hold, Kim felt a slight shiver.

“Hey,” Rachel murmured, turning Kim to face her, looking the younger woman in the eye. “If you’re not sure about this, we don’t have to do it. I… I don’t want you to feel like you’ve got to go along with me on this. It’s your choice, sis.”

“No. No. I want to… I think.” Kim could still feel her nerves but she’d already resolved to help Rachel with her plan, and to do that she had to be fully committed.

“We’ll go see Cassidy tomorrow and… well…” Rachel’s voice took on a reassuring tone. “Everything will be fine, you’ll see. She’ll be able to help us.” A swelling of desire surged through her, and she leaned in to kiss her sister.

Katie could hear the women kissing, somehow knowing that this was a sexy kiss, the kind they’d exchanged down on the patio. She desperately wanted to open her eyes and watch, but knew that was a bad idea. Instead, she laid there listening as the sound of the kiss grew even more heated and passionate, longing to touch herself down there again, but too scared to move.

Katie heard her Mommy sigh, and her Aunt Rachel whisper a naughty word. Then there was the unmistakable sound of a zipper, followed by her mother sighing again — but deeper and louder this time. The kissing continued, but was soon joined by a weird squishy noise that Katie couldn’t quite place. Her mother’s sighs gradually changed to groans and Aunt Rachel kept saying those naughty words, while the squishing also became louder.

Soon, Katie heard her mother cry out, but that was quickly silenced. The sounds of kissing started again, this time both women were lightly sighing and giggling between smacks of their lips. Katie felt the familiar pulsing between her legs, and now more than ever she ached to rub herself, but knew she couldn’t just yet.

After a brief moment, her mommy and aunt seemed to be done with whatever it was they were doing. Katie couldn’t hear much other than their heavy, ragged breathing, but soon that quieted down.

“Just think,” Rachel then said. “Someday soon, you might be able to love her like that.”

“Yes,” Kim sighed.

The two women kissed again, then Katie felt her Mommy’s lips brush her cheek. Seconds later, she heard the door to her room close and the women moving away down the hall.

Opening her eyes, Katie watched the stars slowly parade across the ceiling of her room. Everything seemed normal around her, but somehow she knew that everything had changed.

On to Chapter Eight!

by Girl Lover

Jill woke up to something squeezing her breast. The room was still dark. She squinted at the clock, which read 2:47, then felt her nipple being pinched. “Emma? Is that you?” she called out.

“Uh-huh.”

“What on earth are you doing?”

“I wanna play with your boobies,” said the little girl.

“Good grief, Emma… It’s the middle of the night!”

“But your boobies were calling me. I heard them!”

Jill couldn’t keep from chuckling but had to say, “They were not calling you, silly. They’re sleepy, and you should be, too. Let’s go back to sleep.”

“After you wake up, can I play with them then?”

Jill rolled her eyes, “Yeah.”

“Okay, g’night.”

Jill sighed, “Good night.”

***

“Jill?…Jill?”

Jill woke up, still half-asleep, “Wha…?”

“Are you awake now?” It was Emma’s voice.

Jill groaned. It was still mostly dark, although a faint light had begun to shine through the window. What time is it?, she wondered, peering at the clock through half-closed eyes. 6:02. Well, at least it’s almost daylight, Jill thought, then replied, “Yeah, I guess I’m awake,” trailing off into a yawn.

“Can I play with your boobies now?”

“Yeah, yeah. I guess so.”

“Yay!” Emma cheered, then grabbed roughly at Jill’s breasts.

“Ow! Hey, careful there.”

This, of course, awakened Linda, “What’s going on?”

To which Jill replied, “Our new girlfriend. She wants to play with my boobs.”

“Emma!” Linda’s unusually stern voice called out.

“Jill said I could.”

“It’s okay. I like it,” Jill murmured, then kissed Linda.

The two lovers cuddled together watching Emma, who sat at Jill’s side, kneading her breasts like modeling clay. After a minute, the urge to join Emma became too great for Linda, and she too began to fondle Jill’s boobs.  For her part, Jill propped her hands behind her head and relaxed, enjoying the loving attention.

Before long, though, Jill allowed her hand to wander down Linda’s bareback until she was caressing the girl’s silken bottom. Her desire mounting, she slipped a finger… into Linda’s butt crack, teasing her little lover’s anus.

Linda started, then gazed at Jill, her eyes glowing with adoration. “Oh, Jill… I love you.”

Jill answered the ten-year-old with a kiss, purring with delight as Linda’s tongue emerged to dance with hers.

It seemed as if their morning was going to start with an hour or two of lovemaking, but a glance at the clock over Linda’s shoulder set Jill straight. Breaking the kiss, she sighed. “I hate to break this up, ladies, but we’ve got to get up and get packed. Check-out time is in less than an hour, and we need to hit the road soon anyhow.”

Emma pouted. “We gotta ride in the car again? Can’t we not do it today, an’ — an’ stay here?”

Jill shook her head. “There’s only enough money left for one more night in a motel, pumpkin. That means we’ve got to get to Gramma’s place tomorrow, or we won’t just be riding in the car… we’ll have to sleep in it, too.” Climbing out of bed, she stretched and yawned. “Who’s first for the shower?”

“Me!” Emma exclaimed, leaping to her feet.

While Emma got cleaned up, Linda began to pack their things while Jill made pancakes. Emma soon emerged, pink and glowing, and they sat down to eat. No syrup, but there was half a jarful of grape jelly left, so they used that for the pancakes. After breakfast, it was getting perilously close to check-out time, so Jill and Linda elected to shower together.

The sight of Linda, naked and wet, had Jill longing to take her right then and there, but she managed to settle for a few passionate kisses. As they took turns drying each other, she said, “When we go to bed tonight, I’m gonna make love to every inch of your body.”

“I want to f-fuck you, too,” Linda replied, then blushed.

Laughing joyfully, Jill wrapped her arms around the girl, and they kissed once more.

A few minutes later, the girls were on the road, taking up the next leg of their journey to Montana. They noticed how much more scenic it was compared to yesterday, when they had just entered Colorado.

A couple of hours later, after noticing that the tank was getting low, Jill pulled into a gas station. Parking at the pump, Jill went inside to pay for the gas, Emma went along to look at the gift shop, and Linda got out to stretch her legs.

Walking around to the front of the store, Linda noticed a thin little girl, younger than Emma, dressed in dirty clothes and clutching a teddy bear. At first, she didn’t pay much attention to the child, figuring she would soon get back in a car with her parents, but instead, she remained where she was on the sidewalk, holding out her bear to whoever passed by as they went in and out of the store.

Curious, Linda drew nearer, as the little girl held out her teddy bear to a man who was coming out of the store. “D’ya wanna buy my teddy?” she said in a tiny voice. The man smiled, shaking his head as he headed to his car.

A woman approached the store, and the child turned to her. “Scuse me, d’ya wanna buy my teddy?” The woman shook her head, an expression of distaste on her face as she went inside. The little girl stared miserably after her.

Linda came over, “Hello.” The little girl looked at her but said nothing. “What’s your name?” The girl still didn’t answer. “Why are you selling your teddy bear?” Linda finally asked.

“I’m hungry,” was the girl’s faint reply.

“Why don’t you ask your mom to get you something? I’m sure she will.” The child didn’t reply, just stared down at her feet.

Linda began to notice how thin the girl was, and the shabbiness of her clothes. She ventured a guess, “Did you run away from home?”

The girl’s face became alarmed. She whispered, “Please d-don’t make me go back!”

Linda squatted down. “I won’t,” she assured the trembling child. My name’s Linda. Where do you live?”

The girl turned, leading her behind the store. Linda followed, expecting to find a small house or trailer like she used to live in, but there was nothing but an empty alley. The girl went behind a stack of pallets and there, Linda saw a dirty blanket on the ground, an empty cereal box, a battered plastic cup, and nothing else. Her mouth grew dry as she saw the frightened look in the child’s eyes, then felt a shudder of dread at the sight of red marks on her arms. Welts, caused by a leather belt. Linda still wore fading hints of similar violence on her own body. Fighting back tears, she saw herself in this little girl.

Gently taking the child’s arm and touching the marks, Linda barely heard the girl whisper, “I was bad.” She took a deep breath, wiping her eyes as a sudden blast of icy breeze chilled her. Looking at the darkening clouds off in the distance, she made a decision.

“Hey, we have some sandwiches and cereal you can have,” Linda murmured soothingly. “C’mon.” The little girl’s eyes brightened, and Linda took her hand, leading her back around to the front of the store.

As they headed to the car, Linda noticed that Emma had come back. Pointing to her, she said, “That’s my sister, Emma. She’s really nice.” Walking to the back of the car, where Emma had lowered the tailgate and was reaching into the cooler where the food was, Linda told her sister, “This girl is really hungry. Help her make a couple of sandwiches, okay?”

“Sure. Hi there!” Emma cheerfully exclaimed, and Linda was pleased to see the sad little girl smile for the first time.

Linda went around to the driver’s seat where Jill was sitting, a sandwich in her hand. “Who’s that?” she asked, taking a bite.

“She won’t tell me her name.” Linda watched as Emma helped the child spread peanut butter on a slice of bread. Linda bit her lip then said quietly, “Jill… we need to take her with us.”

Startled, Jill sat straight up, turning around to stare at the silent girl. ”What? You want to… What’s going on here? Who is she?”

“She’s homeless… and she came from a bad place.”

“We can’t just take her,” Jill protested. “Let’s call the police and they can find a home for her.”

Linda shook her head. “No,” she said, a determined set to her jaw. “She’s scared enough as it is, and the police and a bunch of strange people would just scare her even more. Somebody hurt her, too… and she might even get sent back to the people who did it. We can give her something better.”

“That’s not how the police would see it. They’ll think we kidnapped her. I mean… How do you know she even wants to come with us?”

Before Linda could answer, Emma and the girl came over to the driver’s side of the car. “Can Madison come with us?” Emma asked. Linda and Jill glanced at each other, then back at Emma and her new friend. “I told her how we’re all going to live with your gramma, and she wants to come too.”

“How did you find out her name?” Linda asked.

“I asked. Well, can she?”

Jill studied the girl “You want to come with us?” Madison nodded.

Emma added, “I told her how your gramma lives on a big farm in Montana, and how nice you are.”

“Did you tell her how far away Montana is… and that we won’t be coming back?”

“I showed her the map, and she doesn’t want to stay here anymore. She says it’s scary at night.”

Jill had to admit that the child’s wretched state affected her as much as it had Linda. And if she needed any more convincing, a faint rumble of thunder sounded in the distance. Glancing at the dark clouds to the north, she nodded “Okay.”

“Really, Jill?” Linda asked.

“Yeah, yeah, but let’s get going before anyone notices what we’re up to.”

“C’mon!” Emma exclaimed excitedly, then she and Madison, who was still clutching her teddy bear, jumped in the car.

As they pulled out, Linda turned around, grinning at the girl in the back. “Welcome to our family, Madison.”

Settling in for the long drive ahead, Jill and Linda soon noticed that Madison didn’t say much to them. In fact, the only person she would really talk to was Emma, and the two little girls quickly became friends.

“I’m eight. How old are you?” Emma asked.

“Seven.”

Pointing to Linda, Emma said, “My sister’s ten and that’s our girlfriend, Jill. She’s really old, like seventeen.”

“Hey, that’s not old,” Jill said, making a face at Emma in the mirror.

“Your girlfriend?” Madison asked.

“Yeah. At first, just Linda and Jill were girlfriends,” Emma explained proudly, “but now we’re all girlfriends, which means we fuck each other.”

In the front seat, Jill and Linda’s mouths dropped. Linda jerked around to glare at her sister, her eyebrows raised in a clear sign of annoyance. “Emma!”

“Oh, sorry,” Emma turned to Madison, “I’m s’posed to call it ‘making love’.”

Linda was flabbergasted, “You’re not supposed to call it anything, not to strangers. That’s our private business!”

“But Madison isn’t a stranger,” Emma pointed out. “She’s part of our family now.”

“Well, sure, but…” Linda didn’t know how to respond.

Jill turned to Linda, “Well?”

“I… I guess she is,” Linda responded to Jill, “I just don’t want her thinking wrong of us.”

“We’re not doing anything wrong,” Jill told her. “Anyhow, it’s not like we could keep it a secret from her.”

As the day passed, Madison opened up more and more, until she was chatting amiably with Linda and Jill, too. Madison didn’t seem to be inclined to talk about her past, and Linda and Emma thought it best not to ask for details. Whatever had hurt this little girl, they were leaving it far behind.

A couple of hours after sunset, Jill pulled over into a motel in Laramie, Wyoming, just inside the state border. Once Jill got a room, they all made their way inside, Emma running to the bathroom, then quickly emerging with a delighted grin. “They got a bathtub! I get it first!” Without waiting for a reply,  she turned on the water.

Jill approached Emma before she began to undress. “Um, listen,” she said quietly, nodding in Madison’s direction. “I think our new friend needs her bath first. I’m sure it’s been a few days since she’s had one.”

Emma frowned, but a look at Madison and her dirty clothes were enough. She nodded. “Yeah, you’re right. She needs new stuff to wear, too. I’ll give her somethin’ of mine, how ‘bout that?”

Kneeling before Emma, Jill gave her a hug. “That’s really sweet, Emma. I’ve got another idea — why don’t you two share a bath? You can help her get washed up.”

“Yeah!” Emma squealed, delighted all over again. She raced over to Madison, seizing the little girl’s hand. “C’mon! We’re gonna take a hot bath!” She led her friend into the bathroom.

Half an hour later, the girls were freshly scrubbed and in their nightwear. Emma had given Madison a pair of her panties, while Linda had loaned her a faded Britney Spears t-shirt that was a few sizes too big. They had to admit that she looked much better, now that she’d been cleaned up.

While Jill was showering. Linda noticed how Madison seemed to be lost in the room, constantly moving around and looking at everything. It reminded her of how she and Emma had been, just two days ago at the first motel that they stayed at on their journey. Her heart went out to the dazed child. She needs time to get better, she thought. All we can do until then is make her feel loved and wanted.

Kneeling before her, Linda pointed at one of the beds. “You and Emma will sleep here, and me and Jill will be in that bed, okay?” Madison nodded, then wandered over to the dresser and began to fiddle with the drawers.

Linda then approached her younger sister. “Listen, Emma,” she said, speaking quietly, “You’ll be sharing your bed with Madison tonight. Take care of her, okay? Try to keep her from feeling sad or lonely.”

Emma frowned. “Does that mean I can’t make love with you and Jill tonight?”

“I don’t think we’re going to be making love anyway, Em. It’s been a long day, we’re all tired, and we’ve got a long drive ahead of us tomorrow, Let’s just rest tonight, okay?” She gave her sister a hug. “We should eat something. Can I make you a sandwich? Ham and cheese?”

“I guess,” Emma replied, making a face, “but boy, am I gettin’ tired of sandwiches!”

“I know, kiddo,” Linda said with a laugh. “I bet Jill’s gramma will have something good for us when we get to her place.”

That cheered the seven-year-old, and she went over to tell Madison, “Hey, my sister’s gonna make us sandwiches. What kind do you want?”

Later, the four of them were eating while watching a movie on TV. Linda was distracted by the pitter-patter of rain, which quickly grew into a torrent. Going over to the window, she gazed out at the downpour. Jill came over to look as well, pressing her fingers to the glass “Wow,” she murmured, “it’s really coming down hard.”

Linda nodded. “Imagine being out in this. Wet. Cold. Alone in the dark.” They both turned to look at Madison, who was taking a bite of her sandwich as she and Emma watched the movie. “Now she has a soft, dry bed. In a warm room. With a family that loves her.” She wrapped her arms around Jill. “We did the right thing. We’ll give her a good life.”

They cuddled for a while, accompanied by the TV and the gentle thrumming of their beating hearts. Linda finally broke away. “I still need to take a shower. Bet I smell terrible.”

“You don’t,” Jill insisted as Linda drifted into the bathroom, giving a shy wave before she began to take her clothes off.

Jill lingered near the door, watching her young lover undress. She toyed with the notion of joining Linda in the shower, then glanced at Madison and decided not to. With a sigh, she sat down on the bed and leaned back against the headboard, checking out the movie the youngsters were watching. It was a silly comedy with some actor who used to be on Saturday Night Live, but she couldn’t remember his name.

From the shower, Linda called out, “Jill… can you get my toothbrush from my bag?”

“Sure,” Jill replied, then got up and padded over to the dresser, where Linda’s duffle bag rested. Opening it up, she dug through it, looking for the toothbrush, then something else caught her eye. A small notebook with the words MY ANGEL written on the cover.

Curious, she picked it up and looked inside. It seemed to be a diary of sorts, with the date September 30 of that year written at the top of the first page. Each page was for a new day. On the first page, below the date, Jill read:

Tomorrow is the first day at my new school since moving here. I’m so excited and nervous because I’ll be starting late in the year. Will it be that much different than my last school? Will the other kids like me? Will I like my teacher? I hope they don’t give us lots of homework. 

I have everything ready to go in my backpack. I’m keeping my fingers crossed for a great day.

Jill smiled at how adorable Linda’s hopes and dreams seemed as she turned the page.

Monday, Oct 1

My first day was pretty good. I like my teacher. The other kids are nice. The school is so big and there are so many people here. It’s nothing like Big Sandy School. I actually got lost a few times! But all in all, I like it. Some of the boys are cute, but I keep noticing the girls more. Well, really just one girl. I’ve only seen her from time to time. Mostly during lunch. She’s a senior and SO beautiful. I don’t know her name yet but until I do, I will call her Angel.

That interested Jill. Huh. So there was a girl who she had a crush on. Wonder if I knew her? Curious to know more, she turned another page.

Tuesday, Oct 2

I had such a wonderful day. Every time I’m in the halls between classes, I look for Angel in the senior area. She doesn’t know that I watch her and I would die if she were to ever find out. But I can’t help it. She’s so beautiful. I feel warm inside whenever I see her.

Sunday, Oct 7

Tomorrow, I’ll be able to see my Angel again. Everyday, I can’t wait to see her. It’s weird that I feel this about another girl, but I can’t help it. 

I still don’t know her real name yet, but I like calling her Angel. It just seems to suit her. She’s a cheerleader and tryouts are tomorrow. I think I’ll try out and maybe, they’ll let me join.

Jill arched an eyebrow. Omigod, this Angel girl was one of the cheerleaders? Who on earth could it have been? She read on.

Monday, Oct 8

I went to the cheerleader tryouts so happy to see my Angel. And she was there. But she and the other girls laughed at me, and one of them called me a pig.

An icy finger touched Jill’s heart, her eyes filling with dismay as she pored through Linda’s words.

They told me to get out. I heard them laughing as I left. I couldn’t believe my angel would be so mean. And I heard her name for the first time. Jill.

Jill stopped breathing. Numb with horror, she began to shake her head. No. No. Oh, my God please NO. Anything but that!

Linda’s voice echoed from the bathroom. “Um… Jill?”

Jill didn’t hear. A wave of dizziness was sweeping through her, and she felt like throwing up. The impulse was there to stuff the notebook back into Linda’s bag, bury it at the bottom and pretend to never have seen this evidence of the horrible person she’d been. But Jill couldn’t tear her eyes away. She read on.

At lunch, her friend called me a pig again. I know I’m not thin and pretty like those girls are but I can’t help that. I don’t know what to do. I’ve never been so unhappy.

The shower shut off. Jill felt her tears come as Linda emerged, now wrapped in a towel. “Couldn’t you find my toothbrush…? Hey, what’s wrong?”

Jill held up the notebook for Linda to see. “All that time…” she said in a very small voice. “My God, the way I laughed at you at those tryouts, and you had a crush on me the whole time, thinking I was some kind of — of angel…” A tear rolled down her cheek.  “I’m so, so sorry, Linda…”

“I know,” said Linda, placing a hand on Jill’s arm. “You made me sad then, but it gets lots better. Honest, it does! Read what I wrote about you a few days later… like that next Saturday.”

Jill turned several pages and read.

Saturday, Oct 13

I can’t believe how much things have changed since Monday and Tuesday. Today, Jill took me and Emma to the art and science museums. It was the best day that I’ve ever had. I couldn’t really pay much attention to the art because I was so nervous with having my angel beside me. I pretended it was a date even though it wasn’t. 

I can’t believe the change in Emma. She’s never talked to anyone before and she loves being with Jill, just like I do. Best of all, Jill wants us all to spend the night together soon. I’m so nervous, I can hardly think.

“See? It’s not all bad.” Linda took the diary and flipped through the pages, “I wrote about everything we did. When you first held my hand… when we first made love…” Linda made a face, “Except I ended up making that a bad day.”

“What do you mean?”

“You know… when I ran away and went inside because of what you said about Mama hitting me, and then she m-made me tell her what you and I did, and, and that got you in trouble with your parents. It was such a special d-day we had, and I messed it all up.” Now Linda was blinking back tears of her own.

“You didn’t mess it up, babe. You just got scared.” Jill drew Linda to her, enveloping the girl in her arms. “How about this: if you forgive me for being so awful to you at the tryouts, I’ll forgive you for getting me in trouble. Deal?”

Linda sniffed, then smiled. “Deal.” She rested her head on Jill’s chest. “You saved me and Emma. And now we saved Madison. You’re still my angel.” Going up on tippy-toes, she kissed Jill’s mouth.

Once the movie was over, the four of them went to bed. With everything that had happened, neither Jill nor Linda were in the mood for anything other than holding each other as they drifted into slumber.

On to Chapter Six!

By JB West

Part 1 – Revelations

For helpful information about this story’s main characters, please consult The Girls and Women of Greenfield Tales

As soon as her senses returned and her body ceased shaking, Kim’s eyes fluttered open and she realized she was still kissing her sister, Rachel’s tongue sparring playfully with her own. It suddenly struck Kim just how much she’d missed kissing another person and the warm feeling of intimacy that she derived from it since the death of her husband. And somehow, even though she was kissing her own sister like a lover, it felt completely natural and right.

Suddenly, Rachel broke away with a choked cry as another orgasm rocked her body. Glancing down, Kim saw that Deena’s mouth was still firmly fastened to her sister’s pussy. The sight caused a renewed wave of lust and desire to wash over and through her. Even though she’d just enjoyed her second orgasm of the night, Kim found herself hungering for another.

She and her sister were still holding hands. Fully knowing that she was about to cross a line, Kim guided Rachel’s fingers to her pussy and began to masturbate, using her sister’s hand as a makeshift sex toy. She used two of Rachel’s fingers to squeeze her clit while she tapped the hard little nub with her index finger, causing shock after shock of pleasure to race up and down her slender frame. Looking over at Rachel, Kim saw that she was staring down at their hands, her expression a mix of awe and lust.

Rachel was startled at first by her sister’s bold move, but it only took a few seconds for her desire to flare up again, bright and hot. Eager to explore Kim’s body, she pushed her sister’s hand aside and plunged two fingers into her dripping cunt.

Once inside, Rachel aggressively pumped her fingers in and out of Kim’s slick hole, using her thumb to trace hard circles around Kim’s swollen clit.

It only took about a minute for Kim’s orgasm to take hold, a sob escaping her lips as she surrendered herself to ecstasy once again. A torrent of hot, thick juices flowed from her cunt, coating Rachel’s fingers, then her hand.

Rachel continued to fuck Kim, trying to coax every last drop of sweet nectar from her sister’s vagina. Kim did her best to assist, thrusting her hips onto Rachel’s plunging fingers, causing them to penetrate her even deeper.

Soon, it became too much for Kim to take. “S-stop!” she blurted, clutching at her sister’s wrist. “I… I can’t any more…” Her eyes widened as Rachel slowly withdrew her fingers, then Kim sank into the sodden bedsheets with a blissful sigh.

Rachel studied her fingers, still wet from Kim’s pussy, holding her hand up and seeing how they glistened in the dim light. Then, without a thought, Rachel took two fingers into her mouth. She purred with delight as she sucked them, tasting her younger sister’s essence for the first time and loving it.

Sidling up next to Rachel, Deena joined in, licking the juices from the rest of her hand. Their lips brushed, and soon the two women were joined in a passionate kiss, savoring the rich flavor of Kim’s pussy on each other’s mouth and tongue.

The moment was broken when Cassidy moaned, “Oh, fucking hell!” The others all turned to look. She was kneeling at the foot of the bed, watching the scene play out before her, rubbing slow, languid circles around her own clit, clearly on the edge of orgasm.

The sight revitalized Kim in a flash. Sitting up, she crawled over to Cassidy, knelt in front of her and took one of the young lesbian’s hard nipples into her mouth.

Kim had never sucked on another woman’s breast before but quickly realized that she loved doing it. The feel of her tongue circling the erect bud, the softness and weight of Cassidy’s breast as she fondled it, the light sigh of pleasure that her actions elicited…. Kim enjoyed all of it, but knew she wanted more.

Reaching down between Cassidy’s legs, Kim replaced the younger woman’s hand with her own. This was another thing that she’d never done before, but Kim had enough experience at masturbation that she felt confident in her ability to please Cassidy. She started off slow, then quickly increased the tempo of her fingers, plunging them in and out of her new lover’s cunt.

Glancing up from Cassidy’s breast, Kim felt a surge of warmth flow through her body when she saw Cassidy was smiling down at her. Suddenly hungering to taste those lips, Kim raised her head, drawing close to capture them with her own.

The kiss was long, soft, and affectionate — one of the most romantic experiences of Kim’s life. It was only later that she recognized this as the moment she fell in love with Cassidy.

After breaking the kiss, the two women embraced. Holding one another close, they started to laugh, caught up in a mood of purest joy. Cassidy spun around and fell backwards onto the bed, pulling Kim with her.  Now stretched out on top of Cassidy, Kim could feel their bare breasts pressed together, the nipples kissing. A deep heat was rising up between her legs where her clit was rubbing against Cassidy’s thigh.

They continued to make love, running their hands all over each other’s bodies and swapping heated kisses, while Rachel and Deena watched from the other side of the bed, fingering each other’s pussies. Wanting to take things further, Deena mimicked Cassidy and flopped back on the bed, beckoning Rachel to join her.

The moment was magical, and all four women were caught up in the ecstasy of it. There was so much to enjoy: the warmth and softness of another woman’s body, her tender lips and hot breath, exploring hands both hesitant and urgent, and of course the sweet flavors of sweat and pussy. These things and more had all of them very turned on indeed — especially the sisters, who were sampling these delights for the first time.

Glancing over at the others, Deena saw that Kim was busy playing with Cassidy’s tits, alternating between each one, lovingly kissing, licking and gently biting her new lover’s erect nipples. As for Rachel, she was nuzzling Deena’s neck, placing soft kisses up and down the length of it, from beneath the jaw to the soft spot between her collar bones.

Deena loved every bit of it, but wanted more. She needed more. Without a word, she gently nudged Rachel’s shoulder while spreading her legs apart.

Rachel quickly understood what Deena was asking for. She was a little nervous, but also quite excited at the prospect of going down on her new lover and eating pussy for the first time. She’d been tempted to experiment with other girls once or twice back in college, but never could summon up the nerve to go for it. Now, her mouth was watering at the very thought.

Kneeling between Deena’s open legs, Rachel took in the lovely sight of another woman’s open and leaking cunt for the very first time in her life. Deena’s labia were not big, but not small either, the inner folds a dusky rose hue. Her clit was rather large, already peeking from under its hood. The inside of her vagina was a dark reddish color and, as Rachel parted the lips to peer inside, a single drop of fluid trickled out and ran down the side of Deena’s ass and onto the bed.

Rachel leaned in to cover Deena’s pussy with her mouth, licking and sucking at the juicy flesh. Her lips and chin were soon dripping with the woman’s nectar, and she absolutely loved it. But at the same time, it left her with a feeling of regret. She thought back to her college days and all the girls that she easily could have had as lovers. All those fresh young girls with their pretty pussies, there for her to taste. The realization of those missed opportunities made her feel a little bit sad.

Rachel found herself wondering where all those girls were today. Were any of them actually lesbians? Could any of them be eating the delicious pussy of a hot female lover of her own right then, the way she was? Rachel imagined what it would have been like, her college friends caught up in an all-girl orgy with her at the center of it. A sea of fresh young pussy, all for me.

Suddenly, Deena started to come, and Rachel snapped back to reality. Her mouth was flooded with a woman’s juices, and the taste was incredible. That’s when Rachel knew for certain that her sexuality had been forever altered. She still loved her husband and knew that she still wanted to be with him, but she was no longer able to deny her desire for sex with other women.

Rachel felt as if she could have stayed where she was forever, eating Deena’s pussy, savoring her new lover’s honey. She was already dreaming of their next sexual encounter, hoping to fuck this cute lesbian again and again. But even that wasn’t enough to satisfy her. She wanted to go down on Cassidy as well and she longed to explore every kind of forbidden sex with her little sister Kim.

And then the wildest, most twisted desire of all flashed in Rachel’s mind. She felt an unexpected urge to taste the pussy of her own little girl, her eight-year-old daughter Emily.

For a brief, crazy instant in her consciousness, Deena’s pussy turned into Emily’s bare slit, and the warm fluids that coated her lips and chin were the sweet essence of her beautiful, innocent child.

That image drove Rachel crazy. As if possessed, she reached behind herself and jammed three fingers into her hot, juicy hole with a single brutal thrust. She came instantly, screaming into Deena’s still convulsing pussy.

Meanwhile, Kim and Cassidy had worked themselves into a position where they were seated on the bed facing each other, their legs entwined, rocking their hips and rubbing their pussies together while sharing passionate kisses. When they heard Rachel’s outburst, they momentarily paused in their rhythmic movements to look over at the other women.

The sight of Deena and Rachel coming together elicited an immediate response. Kim and Cassidy began grinding their pussies again, only now with greater fervor, exploring one another everywhere their hands and mouths could reach. Their breathing became fast and ragged, and soon enough they orgasmed simultaneously. They held each other tightly, feeling waves of pleasure running through their joined bodies.

For Kim, the experience was life-changing. She’d never before felt such passion and closeness with another person. Sex with her husband had always been good, but even the most passionate and loving moments with him couldn’t compare to what she was feeling in this moment with Cassidy. It was a whole new understanding of what sex was and could be. The revelation excited her and Kim knew she had to explore it further.

Their appetites sated, at least for the moment, the four women stretched out on the bed and relaxed together. Kim and Rachel were facing each other while being spooned by their new lovers. The room was silent for a few minutes as each woman basked in the afterglow of the incredible sex they had just shared.

Kim and Rachel were downright giddy, what with the new thoughts and emotions that were racing through their heads. Gazing into each other’s eyes, an unspoken thought passed between them: that going forward, they would not, could not, ever let their innermost desires be denied again.

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Part 2 – Morning Delights

Katie woke up the next morning feeling refreshed and lively. As she opened her eyes and saw the sleeping form of Emily next to her, she smiled. She was about to rouse her cousin, but then noticed that Emily was smiling too. She must be having a good dream, Katie thought, and decided to let her cousin doze.

Slipping out of bed, Katie quietly exited the room. She was feeling very hungry and decided to go down to the kitchen for a bowl of cereal and a glass of orange juice. Katie usually awakened before her mother and would fix herself something to eat, so she was taken aback to find her Mommy already up and making breakfast.

As Katie entered the kitchen, she also saw Rachel standing at the counter, slicing up fresh fruit while Kim was mixing up batter for pancakes. But what really surprised Katie was seeing Cassidy seated at the dining table, sipping a cup of coffee.

“G’morning,” Katie said, padding over to the table.

“Good morning, sweetie,” Kim said.

“Good morning, Katie,” Cassidy said, beaming a big bright smile at the girl.

Wandering over to the refrigerator, Katie got out the bottle of orange juice, then took a glass from the dish rack and filled it. “Anyone else want some?” she asked, holding the bottle up for all to see.

“No thank you, hon,” Kim replied, “we’ve already got coffee.”

As Katie took a seat at the table with Cassidy, she noticed that someone was missing. “Where’s Deena?” she asked, her disappointed tone evident in her voice.

“Deena had to go to work early this morning,” Cassidy said. “She left a couple of hours ago.”

Katie let that thought settle in her head, then asked another insightful question. “So, you stayed over last night?”

Cassidy blushed a bit, but answered, “Yes. We ended up… uh… staying up kind of late, talking, you know… and we got too tired to go home. Your mother was nice enough to let us sleepover.” Her eyes met Kim’s, and the two women exchanged a knowing look.

“No fair!” Katie protested. “I wanted to stay up late too, but you made us go to bed!” she added, shooting a disapproving look at her mother and aunt.

The three women chuckled a bit at the child’s outburst, but only Rachel felt herself blush, thinking about the things she would’ve liked to have done with Katie and Emily last night, if the girls had been there while the grownups were making love. It didn’t help that her little niece looked so utterly scrumptious right then, barefoot and wearing a tiny nightie over her pink panties.

Cassidy placed a hand on Katie’s shoulder, giving it a light squeeze. “Maybe we can have another sleepover some time, if your mom is okay with it”  she said. “We could watch a movie, eat popcorn and play some silly games.” The young lesbian knew exactly what kind of games she wanted to play with Katie, that thought causing a light flutter in her belly.

Katie looked over at her mother with pleading eyes. “Can we do that, Mommy? Can we have another sleepover? Pretty please?”

Kim drifted over to the table, still holding the mixing bowl, gently whisking the contents. “Maybe, sweetie,” she said, then bent down to kiss the top of her daughter’s head. “If you’re really good and promise to do all your chores this week without complaining, then I don’t see why not.”

Clapping her hands together, Katie squealed, “Yay! I love sleepovers.” She started bouncing up and down in her chair. “When can we do it? When can we?”

Rachel was watching her niece, imagining the child naked and lying between her thighs. That sweet little mouth, glued to Auntie Rachel’s cunt, her tongue licking me up and down… She shivered, picturing it.

“I don’t know,” Kim said, realizing that she didn’t have a clue when she would be able to see Cassidy again. “We’ll have to figure out a time when Cassidy and Deena are both available. And I’m sure that you’ll want to include Emily and Aunt Rachel too.”

“Yeah.” Katie agreed. “So, probably not tonight, huh?” A small frown passed over the girl’s face.

“No, not tonight, sweetie,” Kim said. Her sense of disappointment was just as real as Katie’s.

The idea of another sleepover with the girls involved made Cassidy’s heart race. “Well, Deena has the day off on Wednesday, so maybe… Tuesday night? If no one has anything they need to do the next day, we could stay up really late and have lots of fun.” Cassidy looked up at Kim and gave her a quick wink.

“Oh yes! Please, Mommy?” Katie gushed. “Can we please do it Tuesday night? Please.”

Kim thought about it for a second. She was just as eager as Katie for another night with Cassidy and Deena, so the decision was an easy one. “Yes, we can have a sleepover on Tuesday,” Kim said. “But remember, you need to be on good behavior and do all your chores.”

Just then, Rachel approached. Cassidy noticed that she looked flushed and had a thin sheen of sweat on her forehead. All the dirty thoughts that had been racing through Rachel’s head were clearly having a physical effect on her.

“And you can start by going upstairs and getting Emily out of bed.” Rachel said. “Breakfast will be ready in a few minutes, and if we let her that girl would sleep the whole day away.”

Katie jumped up and raced out of the kitchen, thrilled to share the good news with Emily. She knew that her cousin liked having sleepovers too, and would be just as excited as she was.

She ran up the stairs and burst into her bedroom only to find that Emily was already up. It was a curious scene though, Emily was awake, but her eyes were closed. Her nightgown was hiked up around her waist and she had a hand down inside her panties, moving it back and forth. Emily hadn’t noticed Katie enter the room, lost in the new and exciting feelings she was experiencing.

Katie watched her cousin rub herself for a few moments, then decided that Emily must be masturbating.

A few weeks earlier, Katie had come across the word “masturbation” in a magazine article. Katie didn’t know what it meant, so, as usual, she looked it up and had been astonished by the very idea of a person being able to get good feelings from touching their private parts.

This line of inquiry led the six-year-old down a rabbit hole of sexual discovery. She learned a lot of new things that day, but didn’t get a lot of it, and she was downright dismayed by the whole idea of sexual reproduction. She understood the need for it, but couldn’t understand why any girl would ever allow a boy to do that to her. All the boys she knew from kindergarten were weird and gross. Then and there, Katie vowed that she would never do sex stuff with a boy.

The idea of masturbation made much more sense to her. Katie tried it that very night in bed and, while it did feel kind of good, the act didn’t really live up to her expectations. She hadn’t given the idea of masturbation or sex much thought since then. But now, watching Emily touching herself down there, all those ideas and thoughts came rushing back.

Katie wasn’t able to put her feelings in that moment into words, but there was something about watching her cute cousin play with herself that made Katie feel warm and funny inside. It was a lot like the feeling she’d had when Deena hugged her.

As she watched Emily touch herself, Katie reached down and began to tentatively caress her own privates through the thin cotton of her nightie and panties. Unlike her previous attempt at masturbation, this time Katie felt a warm feeling well up inside and grow stronger with each tender touch. Reaching beneath her nightgown, Katie pressed all four fingers against the front of her panties, and a jolt of pleasure surged through her body.

A soft cry escaped Katie’s lips, breaking Emily out of her trance.

Startled, Emily looked up and saw her cousin standing there, quickly turning away before she could register the fact that Katie was also masturbating.

Yanking her hand from her panties, Emily rolled over, completely covering herself with the heavy blanket, mortified that she’d been caught playing with herself. She lay there silently for a few moments, then felt Katie crawl up onto the bed and sit beside her.

Katie placed a hand on the blanket-covered lump and lightly shook it. “Hey, sleepyhead. Time to wake up.” Emily just lay there not moving, barely breathing.

“Breakfast is ready, and our moms want us to come and eat,” Katie said as she continued to lightly shake Emily’s concealed form. “I also have some good news, and a big surprise for you.”

“What?” Emily’s muffled voice said from beneath the blanket.

“Well, our moms said that if we’re good, we can have another sleepover on Tuesday night!” Katie exclaimed.

That was good news. Emily turned over, peeking through the blankets just enough to see Katie’s smiling face.

“And,” Katie continued, her eyes wide with excitement, “Deena and Cassidy will be here too!”

Emily knew her cousin well enough to know when she was fibbing and when she was telling the truth. Now, beside herself with excitement, she sat up and embraced Katie.The two girls hugged for a long while, rocking back and forth and laughing.

Emily then drew away from Katie, while still holding her about the waist. “You gotta promise that you won’t tell my mom what you saw me doing,” she said, a worried expression on her face.

Katie looked at her cousin, a coy smile forming. “What? Sleeping? Why would she care about that?” She began to laugh, and a relieved Emily joined in.

“So, as long as we behave, we can have another sleepover?” Emily asked. “With Cassidy and Deena here?”

Katie nodded. “Yeah! How cool is that?”

“Wow! That really is good news… and a big surprise,” Emily said.

Katie took Emily’s hand, leading her cousin out of bed. “That’s not the surprise, silly,” she said. “Follow me.” Hand in hand, the two little girls scampered into the hallway.

For as long as she could remember, Katie had adored Emily. In fact, she had something of a crush on her cousin, even if she was really too young to know what that meant. What she did know, was that she felt differently around her cousin than she did around other girls… and she was fairly certain that Emily felt the same way about her, even if they had never admitted it to each other.

Katie also knew that she had those kinds of feelings for Deena, too. It was pretty obvious to her and Emily —  they’d even talked and giggled about it while in the pool the day before.

What Katie didn’t know is that it was also pretty obvious to all the women. The way Katie had fawned over Deena the day before made it hard for anyone not to realize that Katie really, really liked the woman. Rachel and Kim had good-naturedly teased Deena a bit about it, but Deena was secretly thrilled that Katie liked her so much, considering her own helpless desire for the child.

But Katie knew something the others didn’t: that Emily had a huge crush of her own on Cassidy. Emily was always rather guarded with her emotions, so her feelings towards Cassidy weren’t obvious, but Katie knew. To her, Emily’s feelings were as plain as day, so she took genuine delight in the surprise she had yet to reveal to her cousin — that Cassidy had actually stayed the night, and hadn’t left yet..

As the two girls entered the kitchen Katie was watching Emily closely, eager to see her reaction. When Emily saw Cassidy sitting at the table her face turned red and she let out a startled squeak. She longed to race over to Cassidy and hug her; instead, she hurried over to the counter where the jug of orange juice was sitting and poured herself a glass.

Emily was feeling very awkward right then, and it wasn’t just because of Cassidy’s presence. When she saw her mother and Aunt Kim, it immediately reminded her of the sex things she’d seen them doing the night before. That made it hard for Emily to make eye contact with any of the adults.

Cassidy had noticed Emily’s reaction and smiled to herself. She was fully aware of the little girl’s feelings towards her and had recognized them just as easily as she’d recognized Katie’s crush on Deena.

Turning to her daughter, Rachel bent down to give Emily a good morning hug, their embrace lingering a bit longer than usual. Rachel was enjoying the feel of the child’s small body in her arms when she noticed that Emily was flushed and perspiring a bit. Like any mother would, she held her hand against the girl’s forehead, checking for signs of illness. “Are you feeling okay, sweetheart?” she murmured.

When she realized what her mother was doing, Emily hastened to explain, coming up with a little white lie on the spot. “I’m okay, Mommy… just kind of hot. The blanket was real heavy, and I got all twisted up in it while I was sleeping.”

Rachel accepted Emily’s story but her motherly intuition told her there was more going on than the little girl was telling her. She was about to ask Emily another question when Kim interrupted her train of thought.

“Who wants pancakes… and how many?” Kim asked, brandishing a spatula in one hand.

“Two for me, please,” Emily said, turning to look at her aunt but not making eye contact. “Um… can I eat out on the patio?”

“Yeah, can we?” Katie chimed in excitedly. “And I will also have two pancakes.”

Rachel, having forgotten the question she was about to ask, responded to the girls. “Yes, you can eat outside if you want.” Emily breathed a sigh of relief. She didn’t think she could handle sitting at the table with the women, not after what she’d seen them doing just a few hours ago. When she closed her eyes, Emily could still picture all of them naked, and that made her feel quivery and strange inside.

Kim made up two plates of food, pancakes with syrup and a few slices of fruit on each, then handed them to the girls. “Don’t forget your juice,” she said with a wink.

Rachel stood by the sliding glass door, watching Emily and Katie as they made their way to the patio table. As the girls entered into the bright morning sunlight, she could clearly see the silhouettes of their young bodies through the thin material of the nighties they still wore. The sight made her gasp under her breath and a few very naughty, very unsettling thoughts ran through her head.

It was too much for her — she needed to get away, to have some time to herself. “I’m not very hungry,” Rachel said to Kim and Cassidy. “I think I’m going to go shower and get dressed.”

Rachel hurried out of the kitchen, the others watching her go. Kim just shrugged and began serving up breakfast for Cassidy and herself. Cassidy, on the other hand, had gotten the same glimpse of the girls as Rachel, and knew exactly why the woman was so flustered. She was already thinking about what a fun and exciting situation this was shaping up to be.

Rachel made her way directly to the guest bathroom, where she quickly stripped out of the shorts and tank top she was wearing. Removing her panties, she wasn’t at all surprised to see how damp they were. She slipped them off, then dipped a finger into her juicy hole, drawing out a thick dollop of cream. Sucking the finger into her mouth, she sampled the flavor, deciding that her pussy tasted every bit as good as Deena’s or Kim’s.

Rachel turned the water on to a lukewarm temperature, then climbed into the shower, immediately sliding a hand between her legs. She started to rub fast, furious circles around her clit with her right hand while vigorously probing the depths of her pussy with two fingers of the left.

In her mind’s eye she visualized Katie and Emily engaged in a sixty-nine, the two little girls eagerly licking each other’s baby-smooth slits. The scene then morphed into the image of Deena and Cassidy, in the same position as the girls, but now Kim was standing over them, frantically masturbating, her pussy gushing like a waterfall over the two lesbian lovers. Rachel found herself aching to taste her sister’s juices again, this time directly from Kim’s cunt. Instead, she settled for sucking her own essence from her sloppy fingers.

Rachel started to picture her college friends again. She tried to imagine what they’d looked like in the nude. What their pussies were like, the aromas and flavors. She wondered how many of these women now had little girls of their own, adorable nymphs with sweet bare pussies just waiting to be licked and sucked.

Realizing that she was about to come, Rachel conjured up an even wilder fantasy. She imagined herself lying in the center of a room filled with pillows and cushions, surrounded by sexy women and cute girls of all ages who were lovingly caressing her and each other. In every direction she looked, Rachel saw a dripping pussy, a stiff-nippled breast, a succulent mouth, or a beautifully contoured ass just begging to be spanked.

Now Deena was eating her out, while Emily and Katie sucked her nipples, purring like kittens. Cassidy kneeling behind the girls, using a hand on each to gently fondle their fresh, young slits. And Kim was perched on her face, riding it. Rachel’s heart swelled with love for her sister as she feasted on Kim’s cunt, the thick, warm nectar trickling down her cheeks.

Rachel’s face tilted up to face the flowing water as she came. Her body jerked and shook under the stream of the shower, every drop of water like a tongue of fire on her sensitive skin. Her knees buckled and she slumped against the tiled wall, sliding down until she was seated on the floor. She clamped a hand over her mouth to keep her cries of ecstasy from being heard, the same hand that had just been mauling her pussy. Once she’d regained her breath, Rachel sucked those wet fingers into her mouth, enjoying the intoxicating flavor of her own juices.

Eventually, she took a deep breath and stood up to continue her shower. She washed herself well, making sure that she was clean down below, then turned off the water and exited the shower stall. She paused to study herself in the bathroom mirror, and for the first time in a long while, realized that she was sexy. She actually found herself getting turned on again by the sight of her own nude body.

Taking both breasts in her hands, Rachel gently tweaked her nipples. Two small jolts of pleasure surged down to her pussy, and she shivered. She glanced at her reflection once more, smiled and softly said, “Tuesday night is going to be interesting.”

***

Part 3 – The First Question

Taking the last bite of her breakfast, Cassidy laid her fork down, then glanced up to see Kim staring, clearly wanting to ask a question. As the two women made eye contact, Kim quickly looked away, embarrassed to have been caught.

Cassidy scooted her chair over so that she was sitting right next to Kim, then rested her hand on the blushing woman’s thigh. “You know,” she began, “I don’t think we’ve said ‘good morning’ properly yet.”

With that, Cassidy leaned in and gave Kim a tender kiss on the cheek while lightly running her fingers up and down the inside of Kim’s thigh. Kim sighed blissfully, a little shiver running through her body.

“G-g-good morning.” Kim stammered. She longed to return Cassidy’s kiss but suddenly felt self-conscious and had to glance away, irked by her own lack of courage. Now she was looking through the sliding glass door at Katie and Emily, who were still eating their breakfast at the patio table, chatting avidly between bites. Their legs were dangling from the edges of the chairs, feet not quite touching the tiled surface. A light giggle drifted in on the morning breeze.

It often seemed as if the very sight of her little girl was enough to make Kim’s heart soar. Though her marriage had been a happy one, she’d never known how intense her love could be until Katie was born. She adored Emily, too, and enjoyed having her over almost as much as Katie did.

Watching the girls now, she marveled anew at their youthful beauty. It comes so naturally to them, she thought.

“They’re adorable, aren’t they?” Cassidy said.

“Yes,” Kim said, turning back to Cassidy. “Yes, they are.”

“Almost as adorable as you.” Cassidy leaned in and placed a small peck on Kim’s lips. Kim’s face turned red and she had to look away again. Cassidy chuckled but took Kim’s hands in hers. “Sorry. I’m not trying to make you feel awkward, honestly.”

Kim knew she was acting like a silly schoolgirl with a helpless crush. She gave a nervous laugh, then looked up at Cassidy. “No, I’m sorry. It’s just…”

Her voice trailed off as, once again, she was momentarily stunned by the look of desire she so clearly read in Cassidy’s eyes. She desperately wanted to respond to the woman’s affection, but couldn’t quite bring herself to do so.

Feeling the frustration, Kim stood and walked over to the doorway, leaned against the frame, and watched the girls. They were talking animatedly about something, but Kim was too far away and the girls were speaking too softly for her to understand what they were saying. Once again, she mused on what delightful children she and Rachel had, and felt a sudden longing to take them in her arms.

Kim felt Cassidy move up behind and wrap both arms around her waist. “What’s going on in that pretty head of yours?” the younger woman asked.

Cassidy rested her chin on Kim’s shoulder, their heads touching, and Kim took Cassidy’s hands in hers. They stood without moving for a moment, each enjoying the warmth of the other’s body. Breathing in unison, their hearts beating in matched time, it felt as if the two women had become one. Kim held Cassidy’s arms tightly against her body, shivering with a renewed desire for the young lesbian. She contemplated turning to kiss the woman, but first, there was something she needed to know.

“Last night,” Kim started, “I asked you what you could do… with your power. You never answered.” She gave a shaky laugh. “I guess we got…uh, distracted.”

“That’s one word for it,” Cassidy purred, her lips brushing Kim’s ear. “But now you’d like an answer, right?”

“Yes.” Kim said.

Suddenly feeling nervous, Cassidy took a deep breath. Deena was the only other person who knew what Cassidy was fully capable of, and there was a reason for that. If the world found out about her abilities, it would throw her life into utter chaos and could quite possibly end with her death. Cassidy felt certain that she could trust Kim, but was still hesitant to say the truth out loud. Bracing herself, she finally spoke.

“You’ve already experienced one of the uses of my power first hand: the ability to enter another person’s mind and reorganize it. I can do that with the consent of the other person like I did with you and Rachel, or I can force my way in. I don’t like doing that, though. It hurts like hell and leaves me feeling like I have the world’s worst hangover.”

Cassidy continued. “I’ve only ever used my power like that twice. And both times were in life-or-death situations. Once to save Deena’s life, once to save my own.”

Kim turned around to face Cassidy. It was plain to see from the expression on her face that whatever memories had just surfaced in Cassidy’s mind were anything but pleasant. Kim drew Cassidy into an embrace, holding her close. She wanted to ask about what had happened back then, but decided that it would be best to let Cassidy share those secrets in her own time.

Instead, Kim took a different approach. “But what about the time at your birthday party? All those people whose minds you controlled?”

“That wasn’t the same. I didn’t enter anyone’s head.” Cassidy said. “It was more like a mass suggestion, a quick command that wore off within minutes. What I did inside your mind is permanent, unless I change it. That’s up to you, of course.”

Cassidy could tell that Kim was giving serious thought to what she’d just said. A permanent change. It was a difficult concept to handle, and she fully expected Kim to have many more questions.

Suddenly, Cassidy caught a glimpse of motion outside on the patio and realized that Katie and Emily were walking towards them. She quickly let go of Kim and stepped away. At first, Kim was confused, but when the door slid open and the girls barged inside, she realized why Cassidy had broken their embrace so abruptly.

Katie and Emily were discussing the latest episode of their favorite cartoon and failed to notice that Kim and Cassidy had been holding each other. The girls walked over to the sink with their plates and cutlery, quickly rinsing them off before loading everything into the dishwasher.

That accomplished, Katie turned to her mother. “Mom, can we watch cartoons?” she asked.

“Not right now, sweetheart,” Kim said. “You two need to go take showers, and then get dressed. We have to take Cassidy home, then we’re going to the farmer’s market. We need to get there early, before all the good stuff is gone.”

“Ugh.” Katie rolled her eyes. “I hate grocery shopping.”

“Well, I guess we don’t have to buy food… or snacks and treats for the slumber party,” Kim said, knowing exactly how the girls would respond to that.

“Treats?” Katie and Emily replied in unison, their eyes widening.

“Yes. If you girls get cleaned up and dressed right away, you can each pick out one treat to have for the party.” Kim had planned to do that for the girls anyway, but figured using it to motivate them couldn’t hurt. Cheering their good fortune, Katie and Emily scampered out of the kitchen.

“And don’t forget to brush your teeth!” Kim called after them.

Cassidy and Kim listened as the girls noisily banged their way up the stairs. Then they looked at each other and laughed, touched by the young girls’ exuberance.

The two women fell silent, caught up in each other’s eyes. Almost without thinking, Kim reached out for Cassidy and they came together, their mouths meeting in a passionate kiss. They broke apart after a minute, but remained in an embrace.

Her lips touching Kim’s cheek, Cassidy said, “There’s still one more use of my power that I need to tell you about.”

Kim drew back a bit, her arms still linked with Cassidy’s. She didn’t say anything, but from her expression, Cassidy could tell that Kim was eager to hear what her new lover wanted to share.

Cassidy cleared her throat. “It’s kind of hard to explain. I guess all of this is, really.” Again, Kim didn’t speak, just waited expectantly.

“I guess… you could say that I’m empathic.”

“And what does that mean, exactly?”

“I can feel and interpret the emotions of people around me. I can tell just by focusing on a person whether they’re happy or sad or angry. Whether they’re bored or excited. Or even sexually excited.” Cassidy let that statement linger, hoping that Kim would catch her drift.

It took a second, but then the full meaning of Cassidy’s words hit Kim like a ton of bricks. “So you mean, you… you… you can sense what I’m feeling right now.” Her cheeks flushed a dark pink.

“Yes,” Cassidy said. “But there’s no need to feel embarrassed. I know what you’re feeling… and frankly, I’m feeling it too.”

Cassidy trailed her hands down Kim’s body, letting the right rest on the small of Kim’s back while the left briefly hovered over her belly. Her eyes locked with those of the dazed single mother, then Cassidy slipped her hand past the waistband of Kim’s running shorts and into her panties. Quickly locating Kim’s clit, she began to trace tiny circles around it with a fingertip. Kim let out a small groan, her eyes drifting shut.

Cassidy increased the pressure of her finger and started to rub harder and faster, causing jolts of pleasure to race through Kim’s body. Kim desperately needed to come, but also knew that Katie or Emily could come back downstairs at any moment. The idea of being caught by the girls was mortifying to her, yet also strangely exciting. It wasn’t the smartest thing she’d ever done, allowing herself to be masturbated by another woman in her own kitchen, especially when her little girl was just upstairs — but damn it, the thrill was worth it and then some.

Kim’s moans grew louder, and Cassidy had to silence her with a kiss. Cassidy then slipped her finger into Kim’s vagina and fucked it in and out several times, coating it with cream, before withdrawing it. Now, slick with Kim’s juices, Cassidy used her finger to lubricate Kim’s pulsating clit.

“If the emotions are strong enough, I don’t even need to focus. I can just feel them,” Cassidy said, as she increased the tempo of her fingers.

Kim could feel hot juices ooze from her aching pussy as that familiar warmth began to build in her womanly core. She began working her hips in rhythm with Cassidy’s flexing wrist, marveling at the shockwaves of delight that each movement sent rippling through her. Another few seconds and Kim would be ready to explode.

Cassidy continued her explanation. “That ability I have… to sense feelings… It’s how I knew that Rachel wanted Deena to kiss her in the hot tub last night. It’s how I knew that you wanted me to make love to you. It’s how I knew that Emily was standing at the bedroom door last night watching us… watching you and Rachel climax together.”

Kim’s eyes opened wide at Cassidy’s revelation. She was shocked to learn that Emily had spied on them. She saw me with Rachel, Kim thought. God, my own sister. How on earth do you explain something like that to a child?

At the same time, Kim found herself highly aroused by the thought. She wondered what had it felt like for the child, watching her mother and aunt in the throes of passion? Had it scared her? Confused her? Excited her?

Cassidy must have been reading Kim’s feelings again, because then she said, “Emily was so turned on by what she saw, the sights and sounds of women making love… Actually, I’m fairly certain that she was touching herself while she watched. And she stayed turned on, too — right until she fell asleep, snuggled up to your cute little girl.” Having planted the image she wanted in Kim’s mind, Cassidy suddenly plunged two fingers into the older woman’s cunt.

Kim immediately started to come. Her knees became weak and her body was convulsing so intensely that she almost fell over. Only Cassidy’s quick reactions saved Kim from another tumble in her kitchen. Dazed and dizzy, the woman managed to take a few steps over to the dining table, where she collapsed into a chair, gulping for breath.

But even in the midst of orgasmic afterglow, some unsettling questions had elbowed their way into Kim’s consciousness. Did Emily tell Katie about what she saw us doing? Does my little girl know that I had sex with her new grownup friends… and her Auntie Rachel? 

She felt a twinge of panic, but then Cassidy was holding her, tenderly kissing her neck and cooing soft, reassuring words. With a blissful sigh, Kim relaxed into the arms of her new lesbian lover, joyfully surrendering to her.

On to Chapter Seven!