Date: Wed, 7 Feb 2018 18:20:13 -0500 (EST) From: E MOSER Subject: François: Jenna, Gwen, Her Dad, and Sam #15 The François stories stem from After the Experiment and are loosely based on a real situation I was told about many years ago by a woman I loved dearly,. François: Jenna, Gwen, Her Dad, and Sam #15 by Larry Marion Jenna left Gwen's house with the warmth of Gwen's lips on hers and pulled her boy's 12 speed out of the bed of the truck to ride the three miles to the apartment she now shared with her recently divorced father and Sam. Or, with Sam, part of each week. Normally she spent at least one night a week with Paige and Mason. She was happy as a lark as she pushed off and gained speed. Then she noticed her panties were damp and getting damper from the tongue and finger administrations of Gwen. Not cleaning up before she put them back on was a bad idea. Then she glanced down as she sped up. Crouched over the bars, her top hung way low and her tanned 34 B conical breasts were quite visible to her, with her nipples and surrounding areolae quite visible with their dark brown color. Well, she had to get home. But she could day dream as she pedaled towards Sam. Gwen had suggested the day before that the coast was clear for them. Her highly religious parents did not understand because of their lack of English comprehension that her school was one of the leaders in the "nude learning" movement but did comprehend that the discipline was correct and the teaching excellent. They did not understand that their daughter was a lesbian and she and Jenna had had a relationship from the time Gwen was 12 and Jenna 10. Having been separated for almost two years at 14 and 12, meeting again at Jones Lab School last year was joyful for both of them. But getting together for love was hard, made more difficult as Jenna had a boy friend who spent a lot of time and nights at Paige's home. So this after school experience was wonderful. They drove in the pick up from Jones to the home where Gwen lived now. On the way Jenna's hand went between Gwen's legs to warm her up. After the truck stopped they held hands and raced up the stairs to Gwen's bedroom to throw themselves on the too narrow bed, kissing and touching as clothes came off to be thrown helter-skelter about the room. Neither wore a bra since all day they would be nude and getting ready for school and to go home could be a pain as most of the "veterans" knew. Nude, they hugged and kissed as hands roamed over the other's warm body. Breasts, nipples, belly buttons, thighs, pussies, got touched, kissed, licked, felt. Each shook with a wonderful cum and another, moans coming from mouths when free of kissing, They lay side by side and Jenna's fingers sought the depths of Gwen's pussy while Gwen's did the same. They circled to the 69 position for more cums. There was a rest. Quiet kissing. Light stoking. And then the passion came again. And then they were exhausted. They lay splayed as much as possible on the narrow bed, Gwen's ginger thatch between her legs trimmed and sparse while Jenna's was trimmed but covered her whole pubic area, a sign of when she met her comrades in the experiment of a year or more ago. "My Mom will be here within the hour, " Gwen whispered after they had loved each other for more than an hour. "Let me get dressed. Where did you throw my panties?" "I think they're on top of my dresser." "Let me up so I can look." "Let me kiss you first. `Oh course." These memories did not help the wet spot between Jenna's legs as she pedaled towards home. Even after all the loving between her and Gwen, she suddenly wanted Sam in her arms and in her wet pussy. But the first thing was to dry off and change shorts and panties. Arriving home, she left her bike behind the house and locked it to the rear porch rail and hurried inside. She climbed the stairs to the bedroom she shared most nights with Sam, opened the door and stood shocked. Lying on the bed were her father and Sam, both nude, in the 69 position with Sam on top. She could see the shaft of two cocks in two mouths. Her father's arms were around Sam. Sam's head bobbed up and down on her father's cock while his hips thrust his six inch dick into her father's mouth. Jenna almost said something, then quietly went to her dresser, got a clean pair of panties and a new pair of shorts and walked to the bath room. Leaving the door open she pulled off her damp shorts and wet panties, took a wash cloth, wet it, ran it over her pussy several times, then toweled between her thighs dry. She pulled on the clean panties and dry shorts, dropped the damp clothes in the clothes hamper and walked back to her room. The two on the bed had finished and were lying side by side, talking quietly. "Well, I see I wasn't invited to this love session," she said brightly and walked in. Both rolled over. "Oh my God! Jenna! I can explain," her father gasped. "Oh, no. Jenna. What are you doing here now?" Sam said. She gave a short laugh. "Dad, you don't have to explain to me what a blow job is. You and my boy friend were sucking each other off. Okay, I just rode my bike from Gwen's. Guess what, we just spent the last hour or so eating out each other's pussy and generally feeling each other up. I bopped into my room and you two were too involved in sucking each other off, so I got some fresh panties and shorts, went into the bathroom, cleaned my cunt, dried off and got dressed. Then I came to see if my two men were finished with each other's prick. Seems like you are. I hope you had as good a time as I did." "Oh, Jenna. I'm so sorry!" her father said. "Don't be, Dad. Look, I thought you knew I'm an active bi. It used to be that Paige and I made love at least twice a week. Now it's mostly once every other week. You know Sam and I make love at least four times a week. And yes, I blow him. And he eats me. So you're bi, too. Okay. I can share Sam. In fact, I'm going to call Gwen and ask her if she wants to spend the night tomorrow night. You and Sam can have your room and I'll share this one with Gwen. Deal? "Oh, but Sam. Look, can I have you now? Can we maybe talk a few minutes and then we can make love? " "You want to, Jenna?" "Yeah. You know how I feel about you, Sam. I know it was two boys and one girl at your experiment. I know you two guys had to have gone down on each other to get out. Shit., You've told me that, You told Paige that. I was just a bit surprised to find you and Dad with each other's cock in their mouth. " "So, Dad. Can you grab your clothes and shut the door on your way out?" "Uh, okay Jenna. I'll be downstairs after I dress." "Thanks, Dad." Jenna smiled at him as she pulled her top off, exposing her bare breasts to him. He blinked, gulped, grabbed his scattered clothing, and left, closing the door behind him. "You sure you okay, Jenna?" Sam asked, still lying nude on their bed. "I have to say I'm a bit surprised. Mostly about Dad. I had no idea he was bi, or gay. I know you're bi, but more straight than gay. Right now I don't even want to know how this started." "I have to tell you, Jenna, that's it's been going on for a several weeks. You've been out a lot. There've been a lot of open windows of opportunity. " "Okay. On your back, Sam," she said as she pulled off the shorts and panties. "So how many blow jobs have you had so far today, Sam?" "Uh. Two. The one you saw and the first one today earlier." "Oh, boy. It might take you all week to cum." She lay down on her stomach next to him, cupped his cock and gave it the jerk or two that got him hard. "This, dear Sam, is the beginning of number three. " She licked the tip. "No pre cum, Baby. You dry?" Her lips surrounded the bright red round head. "No, But I bet you'll cum a bunch before I do when we go to the next stage, Jenna." She took her lips off the cock, kissed it again and said, "I hope so." Then she went down the shaft, kissing and licking until she reached his balls, kissed them, sucked on them, and then went back to take his hard rod into her mouth and began bobbing up and down on it. "Oh, he groaned. Jenna paused, her lips just above his saliva damp cock tip. "You like it?" "Oh, God. Jenna. You're doing great!" "Good." With that she left the bed, went to the door and opened it. "Huh?" Sam asked. Jenna got back on the bed, her head over Sam's cock. "I saw you and Dad sucking each other. Seems fair that he can hear us do our thing." With that she again took his cock in her mouth to slide all the way down to his balls. `Oh," he groaned. She took his cock back in her mouth and began to bob. He groaned again and she began to bob faster. "Oh!" "Cum for me sweety. My mouth's getting tired," she said and encased the flesh rod again. "Oh. Jenna. I'm about to CUM!" He did. Not as much as normal, maybe one small blast and a trickle. She took it, licked the cock head and lay down beside him. "Ah. I wonder what my pussy is going to get from you, Sweety," she whispered. "We're going to have to wait, Jenna. I think my cock is an inch long," He put his arms around her. "You want to wait until bed?" "At least awhile. Your pus tired of being kissed?" "Well, Gwen did a nice number on her. But she's ready for that anytime." She rolled on her back and spread her knees. "Come and get it, Sam," she said loud enough it almost sounded like a farm wife calling over the fields. He moved between her legs and began to lick and suck her vertical lips. She moaned almost at once. After her fourth cum she pushed Sam back. "I'm too weak to get up," she said. Can you give me my phone? It's in the back pocket of my shorts. Thanks." She dialed Gwen's number. "Hey Gwen. Can you do a sleepover tomorrow night? Yeah. Here. My room. Yeah, Sam will be here but not in bed. Just you and me. No fight. He just made me cum sixteen gazillion times. Yeah. No. You got to love it. I walked in on him and my dad sucking each other off. Yeah. The good old 69. Yeah. No idea Dad is bi. No. He's pretty shot right now. We'll rest up until tonight. Guess we'll hit the homework now. Yeah, see you in school tomorrow. Yeah, love you, too. Bye. She closed her phone. "Yep. She should be here tomorrow night. Good?" "Very good. Damn you're understanding." "Well, so are you. So let's do what I suggested - hit the books, have supper, let that dong you carry between your legs rest up, and go to bed early and sleep later." "Sounds great to me, Jenna." They kissed again before they got out of bed to get to work on studying. Before the two went to sleep they had studied each other throughly twice. At one point Sam whispered in Jenna's ear, "You're being as noisy as Paige can be." 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