Jenny
Copyright© 1998 by Deana Johns
Chapter 7
Coming of Age Sex Story: Chapter 7 - Jenny's interest in girls is awakened when another girl ogles her in the university shower. She goes on to seek female interest elsewhere
Caution: This Coming of Age Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fa/Fa Fa/ft Mult Consensual Lesbian BiSexual Fiction Incest Sister Oral Sex
Jenny nodded, seeming to notice her fork. She picked it up.
“She’s a very good cook. But I don’t think that was your motivation in asking her to marry us.” Suzy said, putting a strong emphasis on the last word.
Jenny looked at her a moment and then at Bob.
“You would actually be willing to marry both of us and let us continue our relationship?” she asked him.
“Yes, gladly,” he said, without hesitation.
“Will you kiss me?” Jenny asked him.
Bob set down his fork and took a sip of wine to wash down his food. Then got up and moved around the table. Jenny got nervously to her feet.
Bob gently pulled her into his arms and kissed her softly.
He pulled back. Jenny seemed pensive.
“He’s a two-stage kisser. Look out for number two!” Suzy giggled.
They held each other’s gaze a moment and then Jenny moved forward for the second kiss. Bob held her strongly in his arms as he popped all her breakers. Jenny wobbled a bit and then sat down heavily. Bob moved to return to his seat, but he never got there.
“I accept,” Jenny said.
Suzy beat Bob to her. Pulling her up into her arms and hugging her. Then kissing her passionately. She barely pulled back before Bob did the same.
Suzy opened the champagne with a loud POP! Letting the cork fly, Bob winced.
“In this instance, I agree that was appropriate, but for future reference, letting the cork fly changes the taste of the champagne. It tastes better if you open it like I did this morning,” he said.
“Yes, dear.” Suzy giggled.
Bob got out some champagne glasses and passed them around as Suzy filled them.
“You say that he’s very well equipped?” Jenny asked.
“Very well. He knows how to use it very well too. And he also understands that the tongue is the brain’s number one tool for lovemaking,” Suzy said.
“I’m not sure how I like being talked about like that,” Bob said, half frowning.
“Hush, dear. This is girl talk. You’d better get used to it now,” Suzy giggled.
“What the hell have I gotten myself into?” Bob moaned.
“I think that you will find out after we eat. I put a lot of work into this meal, and I insist we eat it first,” Suzy chuckled.
Bob raised his glass.
“To us ... may it last forever,” he toasted.
They all clinked glasses and drank, then sat down and ate.
Between the wine and the champagne, they all got a little tipsy.
The mood was quite jovial as they finished the meal.
“I think she should get equal treatment, my love,” Suzy suggested as they stood.
“Yes, dear, I quite agree,” Bob said, moving to Jenny.
He swept her up into his arms and carried her to the bedroom. Jenny swooned against him.