Date: Sat, 9 Dec 2017 16:48:48 -0500 From: steamgene@cox.net Subject: After The Experiment: Jenna and Sam #35 After The Experiment: Jenna and Sam # 35 Author's note. This story is a development from the stories by rwxxx13 with the group title "Study bg3-17." He has approved my continuation with his characters as individuals. by Larry Marian Jenna and Sam lay in his bed, much smaller than what she was now used to, the covers pulled up loosely. A single votive candle lent some light to the teen male room. The two teens faced each other, holding hands. "I really can't believe my folks said yes to this, Jenna. I'm so glad they did." "So am I. I had it easier. I just had to remind Mom Jefferson that Paige sleeps with Mason four nights a week. " "We got some looks coming out of that private room at the pool. Did that bother you?" "We didn't do anything other than a kiss or two. I'm not ashamed. Are you? You're a vet of the studies, or whatever they want to call them." "Nope. Are you?" "No. But, Sam. Question." "What, Jenna." "Why are your boxers on? I mean, aren't we?" "Oh. Er. I didn't want to press you." "Sam. You can't press me. I want to with somebody or I don't. I'm not sure why, but I want to with you. Do you want to with me?" Jenna felt Sam fumble for a minute or so. Then he took her hand and gently brought it down to his hard cock. "Does this answer your question, Jenna?" She kissed him. "Yes," as she began to play with his balls. Her hand ran along his clock. "It's nice, Sam. Hard." He exhaled. "Wow," as his hand reached gently for nipples. "You know I think the world of Paige." She gave a quiet giggle. "So do I." Her hand brought his down to her pussy. "Get me ready, Sam," she said. 
 "You take command," he said. "You're worried about Paige. Don't be. Just let it be us. Sam and Jenna. Both vets of this strange experiment. I hated it at first. Now I love it. I see a spark between us. Do you?" His hand began to explore, the middle finger going gently up into her vagina while his thumb sought her clit. `Yes. Sam. Close." "Ah. You're wet Jenna. Not damp. Wet." Jenna pulled back the covers, rolled on her stomach and got up on her knees. "Love me, Sam. Doggie style. " "Woof," replied Sam as he got between her legs and gently guided his cock into her snatch. "Yes," he said as she felt his prick enter her pussy. She felt his right hand cup her dangling, firm breast and tweak her rock hard nipple. "Oh, yes." she breathed. "Don't worry. I don't get real loud like Paige can get." "Good. Not sure my folks would be cool knowing what we're doing." "That feels good, Sam. Good. How could they not know? A 13 year old girl and a 15 year old boy come home from a nude teen swim party and ask to sleep in a small bed together. And they aren't going to do something?" "They can pretend. Oh, Jenna. I'm almost there. Almost. Sorry. I don't to yet. OH!" and Jenna felt his orgasm quake her body. She shook with her reaction and slowly sprawled on the bed. He gently withdrew and rolled off her. She turned to lie on her back, then lifted and spread her knees. "You want to finish me off, Sam?" she said, expecting his hand and finger. "Yes," breathed, and rolled over, sliding down so that his face was inches from her trimmed but unshaven pussy. She felt the first lick of his tongue go up her slit. "Oh, yes. God, Sam. You just came there." "I know. I taste it and you." She felt his tongue enter her vagina, then lap towards her clit. "Good?" "Yeah. Oh, yeah. YEAH! That's it, Sam. You're wonderful." "So are you," he said, then blew out the candle and put his arm around her as they tried to share the pillow and drift into sleep. * * * * * * * * Jenna woke up with a beam of sunlight shining on her face. The covers had gotten thrown back by herself or Sam, or both of them. Sleeping here might not be such a great idea, she thought. Better in the guest room, or in her and Paige's room when Paige was at Mason's. She turned over to avoid the sun and saw Sam sleeping on his back. His cock rose hard and straight from his groin, the pointed cock head red and inviting. Suppose I do a Paige on Sam, she thought. I wonder if he's ever been woken up by a blow job. She gently moved her body down so her face was over the awaiting pecker. Gently she kissed the tip, then licked it, then ran her tongue over the piss slit before beginning to kiss her way down to the hairy ball sack to kiss it, then suck on each ball before going back to slowly take his pecker into her mouth. Down she went until she bottomed out. Slowly she withdrew so only the very top of his cock head remained between her lips, then down again. Sam groaned, a soft and happy one, and his hand came to her shoulder. She began to bob quicker. `Oh, God," Sam whispered. "I'm about to cum, Jenna. Cum. Oh!" The first blast of his cum hit her mouth. She held it in for the second shot and swallowed. There was a pause and then two more and a dribble before he stopped and she swallowed again, and smiled. "Kiss me," he said and she slid up his nude body so she could. "Oh, shit, Jenna. Mom opened the door just as I came. She saw us." Jenna's smile vanished from her mouth. "Well, I guess this is probably going to be a very short relationship, Sam. I guess I'd better get dressed and call for a ride home. " "Yeah. Why didn't I lock the door?" "What good would have have done? Sort of like putting a sign on it. "Two teens are fucking in bed this morning." He smiled. "Yeah." Jenna rolled off the bed and went to her clothes, piled on a student chair, while Sam went to his drawer to pull out boxers and some socks. The two began to dress, standing with their backs to each other as though banishment had already started. A brief kiss and they were out the door, sure to face the music. They entered the kitchen to find Ms. Jefferson in a dressing gown at the stove. "Good morning," she said. "Sam. I was going to fix bacon and eggs for you two. Your father had to run to the office this morning, even if it is a Sunday. Get your bike and ride to the grocery store and buy a pound of bacon. Here's five. Please bring back the change. " Sam looked a bit started, but said, "Yes, Mom," quickly and sneakily squeezed Jenna's hand and left. "Please sit down, Jenna," she said, taking a seat at the kitchen table herself. Jenna did, wondering when the firing squad would march out. "I opened Sam's door a while ago."
 "Sam told me. I guess you're really mad at me. And maybe Sam. "
 "Actually, Jenna, I'm not. I was 13 once myself. Now I never sucked off a boy when I was that age. But I'd heard about it. And I had some girl friends who had and talked about it not being so bad. We were pretty sure you two were going to do something in that tiny bed. And I should have knocked. "Now, you want my confession, Jenna?" "Your confession, Ms. Jefferson?" "Yes. I was not drawn to the fact that Sam's cock was in your mouth. It was that I could clearly see your pussy and because your legs were spread over Sam's, your lips were wide open. The only thing I could think of seeing that was that I wished it were me you were attending and not my son. "You see, Jenna, I'm actually bi, though I haven't had sex with another female in about 18 years. The first time I did I was ten. The last time I was in high school. After I lost my virginity, I gave up girls. Your pussy just reached out to mine. I don't know what I want most - to just go down on you. Or for you to go down on me." Jenna felt shock. Oh, wow. "Uh. Ms. Jefferson..." "For now, Jenna, call me Abby, okay?" "Uh, Abby, Sam's getting bacon. What about time?" "Sam's ride to the store is about ten minutes or so. He'll take a good fifteen minutes to get the bacon, and another ten to come back. He's been gone five minutes. If you want, we have 30 minutes. I know you and Paige have sex together. Cousins talk. " She stood up and loosened her robe to reveal a body at least as trim as Doc Mom's. Jenna's eyes opened wider as she looked at Abby's still pert, though small breasts and hard nipples were almost like looking at Paige, she thought; her firm belly and trim waist, and finally neatly trimmed pubic hair to fit inside a small bikini bottom. Jenna stood up. "Sam will forgive me for anything else. But having oral sex with his mother?" She smiled. "You're dressed for this. Abby, could you take me to your bedroom?" Fifteen minutes later Jenna stood in the hall bathroom washing her face after using some of Sam's mouth wash to gargle. Abby had squirted when Jenna brought her to cum. Luckily, she'd taken off her blouse. Abby had been fast and very appreciative. She heard Sam say "Here's the bacon, Mom. Where's Jenna?" "In the bathroom. You forgot she came without her toothbrush or anything. I told her to bring one to keep here and maybe a change of clothes. Sam. Are those tears? " "Oh, Mom. I'm so happy. Love you, Mom." Jenna bit her tongue. But Sam sure seemed worth it. If you liked this part of "After the Experiment" or any of the other Paige-Mason-Jenna stories, please consider a donation to Nifty. Comments, pro or con to the author are always appreciated. -- Gene