Claire had told her step Dad that she liked girls, and Jerry had made an attempt at humour by answering her with, “me too!” That didn’t go over particularly well to a seventeen year old girl who was confiding her most intimate secret, hence Jerry asked for my help in bridging the gap. Jerry immediately made sure that Claire knew that he loved her whatever her sexuality and that helped to tone down the drama.
Jerry knew that I had been with women before, and being a little closer in age to Claire he thought I might be easier for her to talk to. Certainly easier than her mother who worked as an aide to a conservative republican congressman. Officially Jerry is not Claire’s step dad. He and Claire’s Mom never married, but they lived together for six years, so Claire and Jerry became very close. He had a better relationship with Claire than either of her parents. Her Dad had been merely a sperm donor and had never met his daughter, so when Jerry split with Claire's Mom, Jerry made an effort to stay in Claire's life.
I suggested to Jerry that it may just be a phase. A lot of girls have they early sexual experiences by experimenting with the other girls. Girls were more available, as well as being less hurried and less threatening. I mean a girl’s not going to get pregnant by screwing another girl. That’s how it was with me, but I’ve continued to sleep with girlfriends from time to time as well.
We got into all of this over dinner, and at some point Jerry suggested we whip back to my place and pick up a couple of things so that I could spend the weekend. As I mentioned earlier I usually stayed over when Claire wasn’t around, and on those weekends I really didn’t need too much in the way of clothes.
We arrived back at Jerry’s condo. Claire was just watching TV, and Jerry let her know I was going to be staying over the weekend, which she said was, “cool.” I had changed into yoga pants and a t-shirt when we stopped at my place, so I just made myself comfortable on the couch while Jerry went to change. I hadn’t seen Claire in a while, and she had really grown into a beautiful young lady. Her hair was short and very blonde. She had long legs and a lean build. She was just wearing running shorts and t shirt and I doubt she needed a bra. I probably needed one with my C cups, but I didn’t bother seeing we were just going back to Jerry’s place. I must admit I really liked the view of those long slim legs in running shorts.
So we sat there for a bit and watched a brutally scary movie that Claire had rented. I was grossed out which she found quite amusing, and we had really nice time bonding. We talked about school and I told that Jerry had told me she had a girlfriend. To which she blushed and I told her that I had a special girlfriend as well when I was her age. Her eyes widened and I could tell she wanted to ask me a bunch of questions, but then her Dad came in the room, so we switched topics. I promised we’d talk later, and I headed into the bedroom.
Jerry followed after a few minutes and I was already under the covers. I told him I needed a little gentle loving given the movie I had just seen. Jerry was a very good lover and often mixed things up. We had tried tying each other up as well as some spanking but tonight I needed a quieter release, and he understood. Also whips and chains would be a bit much with his step daughter in the next room.
Jerry left the bedside lamp on and got undressed in front of me. I sat up in bed and arranged my legs into the lotus position, enjoying the show as he slowly removed each article of clothing. Jerry has long legs; however his middle has been softened by approaching middle age. His bottom remains nicely taught, and being an assgirl I appreciated that.
Most of his body hair was light although his hair and eyes we both brown. He kept his pubic area closely trimmed, and his balls were smooth and hairless. Jerry was well proportioned, I don’t mean large I just mean he was nicely endowed. His penis was probably close to average, but just right for his body, and it was a nice body to behold.
Jerry pulled back the covers and sat on my lap facing me. Our foreheads touched before we kissed and I could feel the warmth of his smooth ball sack resting on my inner thigh. We kissed for some time as he kneaded and opened my bum resting his hands on my parting butt cheeks and fingering me along the crack of my ass. I stoked his shaft and held it against my belly, lifting myself up so that his fingers could probe my ass. I used his pre-cum as lip gloss for our kisses and slid some over my nipples as well.
“Do you want to lick my nipples baby?” I asked, and Jerry lowered his head pulling on the sensitive tips, that were already slick with his juices. I loved that he enjoyed tasting himself.
“That’s good, baby, can I have your bottom now?” This was common for us and Jerry rolled over positioning his ass on my lap as he sucked my toes. I reached into the night table for lube. I lubed and fingered his beautiful butt and under his smooth ball sack. He knew what was coming as I slid a butt plug into his ass, and he groaned with pleasure (I told you I was an assgirl). Jerry rolled back over and sat opposite me on the bed. The erection he was holding in his hand was much stiffer than before, and he was rocking gently enjoying the sensation of the butt plug up pushing against his g-spot.
I sat on top of him and wrapped my legs around his back, but did not have him enter me; instead he continued to hold his erection to his tummy as I drew back my clitoral hood and explored my own erection. We both looked down enjoying the site of my fingers playing with my hard little nub, both of us riding on the edge of our approaching climaxes. I fingered my hole and spread my juices on his lips and slid his cock inside me as we kissed. We rocked back and forth, and as I felt his finger penetrate my ass. My pussy contracted. I was riding a wave of pleasure. It was like slow motion when I felt the pulsating rhythm shoot warm semen up into my womb.
We just sat there for a while and held each other as the warm cum dripped onto his lap. It was a nice afterglow moment, and then there was a rap on the door.
My dismount was worthy of a Russian gymnast. Jerry pulled up the covers as quickly as I rolled off of him. We lay there, stiff as boards, as Jerry asked, “What is it honey?” and Claire’s head popped through the door.
“I was hoping I might talk with Marci”
“Sure darling, I’ll be right out” I replied. With that, Claire’s head disappeared. Jerry shrugged his shoulders and mouthed the word "thanks," as I went to his closet to get his black silk robe. I went out in the hall and saw Claire was is her bedroom, sitting on the bed in an oversized pink tee shirt. I went and sat on the bed “Is everything alright Claire?”
She lay down and rested her head on my lap, and my hand went automatically to stroke her soft blond hair. She asked me what I meant when I told her that I also had a special girlfriend when I was her age. I wanted to make her feel at ease, and I told her that I had a girlfriend that used sleep over most weekends when I was in high school, and that we used to compare how our bodies were developing. Her name was Emily and her breasts although not large developed faster than mine, and one day I decided I wanted to suckle them. We both enjoyed the experience, and as result we stopped wearing any clothes when we slept together. We really enjoyed the feeling of our skin to skin contact and we eventually learned to make love to each other.
“Do you still see her?” she asked, and I told her that Emily was married now, but that we often meet for coffee, or dinner and that we still love each other very much.
“I hope Carmen and I can always feel that way, but sometimes I don’t think she feels the same way about me, as I do about her”
“Why do you think that?” I asked, and Claire said that their lovemaking could be awkward sometimes, and that Carmen was more reserved, less passionate than she was. Apparently Carmen loved to be in bed naked together and make out and kiss. Sometimes she would stroke Claire’s pussy, but that was about as far as things had gone.
“Does she make you orgasm?”
“No not at all, I usually help her get me off by rubbing myself as we kiss” as Claire said this I could tell she was deeply hurt and close to tears. “I know my breasts aren’t very big, but hers aren’t any larger..”
“Claire, you are a beautiful girl. I suspect Carmen is just having some confusion about her feelings and is unsure if she is ok to act on them. It’s really not about you, but she may never come around, and you have to accept that. As for your breasts, they come in all sizes, and each are beautiful in their own way.”
“Easy for you to say. Look at you; yours are perfect. Your whole body is perfect.”
Then she reached up and felt the bottom of my breast through the silk fabric. Pushing up slightly and letting it fall back. Claire was experimenting feeling the weight of my breast. “I never felt real breasts before, they are beautiful” then she asked “can I see?”
How could I refuse such an innocent request? I opened the top of the robe and she looked up from my lap at my bare breasts. Her early touching and the air made my nipples rise, and she reached up and held one between her fingers. Instinctively I leaned forward and Claire opened her mouth to suckle just like I had done to Emily many years ago.
She sucked very gently, swirling her tongue to encourage my nipples to become fully engorged, all the time stoking and cupping my breast. Claire rolled onto her back, and I lay down on top of her. We kissed tentatively and tenderly. Claire felt for my other breast and took the nipple into her mouth. I looked down and saw her hand raise the bottom of her oversized tee shirt heading towards her pussy.
I put my lips to her ear and asked her if she would like me to make love to her. Breathlessly she whispered into my breasts, “Oh please.” I sat up and let the rest of the robe open and slipped it off my shoulders. Claire waited, then understood it was her turn, and she lifted her tee shirt over her head.
Her small breasts were almost entirely obscured by large puffy areola. Her nipples were large, pink and soft, they may have been the most beautiful sight I’d ever seen. I pushed her down and began suckling her as she had me.
