Slowly, with kisses and caresses, Andrea disrobed her friend and now lover. While she had seen Jeri partly disrobed in the locker room, changing, she had never seen Jeri naked. Even after a heavy workout, they tended not to hang around and do things after a session at the academy, but that was going to change, Andrea realized. Jeri’s breasts were full and soft with darkened areolas and now hard, prominent nipples. Using her lips, Andrea started wiping over Jeri’s soft skin and took a nipple into her mouth. While she suckled on one nipple, she used her fingers to stimulate further the other.
After a few minutes, Jeri indicated that Andrea should continue undressing her. Jeri too was wearing jeans, so Andrea opened them and pulled them down Jeri’s long legs, revealing the thong that Andrea had noticed earlier, but not paid attention to. Discarding the jeans, Andrea kissed Jeri’s legs, one then the other, moving up to the knees, then along the inside of the thighs. Andrea knew enough of lesbian sex that she was going to be expect to use her mouth on Jeri, but there was something holding her back.
God, you’re being dumb, she admonished herself, you’ve had a dick in your mouth, been licked by a guy and you’re hesitating over a pussy? Suppressing her initial squeamishness, Andrea moved her lips further up Jeri’s thighs and placed her mouth over the thong covered mound. A sharp intake of breath delighted Andrea, she must be doing something right. Andrea opened her mouth and using her teeth, gently closed her jaws, running the hardened enamel over the cloth covered pussy. You’ve gone this far, she thought, bareback now. Reaching up, Andrea grabbed the elastic that banded the thong and eased it down as Jeri lifted her ass off the bed.
Pulling them right down, and awkwardly moving herself out the way, breaking all contact with Jeri’s legs, apart from her thumbs sliding over the soft skin, the thong went over Jeri’s knees and one foot. Andrea took her first look at an aroused pussy, swollen labia lips pushing out, revealing the pink skin on the inside. Andrea quickly moved back into position, pushing Jeri’s legs apart again, swooping onto the furry delta of Jeri’s sex. Using her tongue, Andrea tasted Jeri’s snatch, lapping at the slightly acrid outer layer sliding her tongue along the grove between Jeri’s swollen labia. She felt the tiny knob of the clit and just licked it, over and over again.
Jeri pushed Andrea’s head down, lifted her hips, grinding her pussy into Andrea’s mouth, forcing it lower, closer to the vaginal canal. “Put your tongue inside me,” Jeri cried. Andrea poked her tongue out as far as she could, sliding into the love channel. “Oh yeah, YEAH!” Jeri cried loudly then she pulled Andrea’s head back up and forced her clit back into Andrea’s mouth, again to lap the sensitive, blood engorged nubbin. “Yeah! MORE!” cried Jeri again and again as she pumped her hips to force Andrea’s tongue into the right place as she demanded. Both women kept this motion going as their combined sexual heat rose and rose until Jeri screamed, “CUMMING!!!” over and over. Andrea felt Jeri’s thighs grab her head as Jeri’s pussy crushed her mouth and each spasm pushed a small gush of moisture into Andrea’s mouth. Slightly metallic, slightly tangy, really tasty.
I made her cum! Andrea thought. WOW! I MADE HER CUM! AND I FUCKING LOVED DOING IT! I WANT MORE!
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Years later. A Thursday.
Alan’s cell rang, a quiet tinkling accompanied by a strong vibration as his phone rattled on his desk. Picking it up and looking at it, he saw it was his daughter, Andrea.
“Hi babe,” he said as he answered it.
“Hi Dad, just a quick call, can you drop in for dinner tonight? Mel’s cooking.”
“Mel’s cooking? You bet!” he laughed, “Just not too many calories this time, I hate waddling out of your door.”
“Okay then, about 6:30 then?” Andrea replied, but she didn’t laugh.
“Yep, not a prob,” he replied, “I’ll be there. See you then.”
“Okay, bye Dad.” Andrea cut the connection.
Jeez, thought Alan, that was quick. Alan thought there must be a problem, Andrea always laughed at his corny jokes. He thought about his daughter and her lover. Mel, short for Melissa. they had been dating for two years then last year, moved in together. Mel was simply gorgeous, tall, svelte, nice tits, blond hair and slim waisted, a blond Barbie, Alan thought. A really nice person too. Where Andrea was shorter, muscular and dark, Mel was the opposite and for whatever reason, they really clicked as a couple. Andrea was in sales and marketing for an international food company while Mel had just finished a law degree.
Mel had been working in her father’s legal firm as a paralegal, attending classes part time, but was now in line to become an Associate. That she was capable wasn’t a question, everyone in the firm knew she might be her father’s daughter, but she actually had a better legal brain than him. She could recall points of law and name them without referencing any law book, then just point the questioner to the right book, right case, right page even. Alan had seen this once while lunching with her and Andrea. A call from an Associate lawyer had interrupted them. Mel was thoughtful, polite and precise, without getting out of her chair and the call was over in about forty-five seconds. Alan thought she must have total recall, something confirmed by Mel, she never forgot anything. Mel said once that if she ever did forget anything, she would likely have a major meltdown over it.
Alan finished his working day and had an hour to kill, so he went to a small diner near where he worked and ordered a cup of tea, he hated the coffee there and read a book he had on his cell-phone. In time he left the diner, drove to Andrea’s apartment and was buzzed in. He took the elevator up to the fourth floor and went to knock on the door, when it opened.
“Hi Dad,” Andrea welcomed him and hugged him. Andrea’s head rested on his shoulder and she hugged him a second time. “Thanks for coming.”
“Hi babe, thanks for the invite.” Alan bent and kissed his daughter on the cheek.
Mel came out of the kitchen with a couple of plates, put them on the table and came over and opened her arms, pulling Alan in close hugging him and kissing him on the cheek. Mel was almost as tall as Alan, a full head taller than Andrea. “Hi Alan, good to see you.”
“Good to be here, Mel. Something smells wonderful.”
The dinner progressed and Mel’s cooking was just superb. If she ever gave up law, she would make an excellent chef, Alan thought. Talk was small, about work, about the latest balls up Trump was making, laughing around Mike Pence being the only reason no one had made a serious attempt at knocking Trump off. Discussion turned to the Corona virus, news from China and now Japan. They all knew it wouldn’t be long before they were in the firing line, but life was going to go on.
It was then that Andrea told Alan the news, “Dad, we’ve decided to get married.” Alan looked at Andrea, then at Mel who nodded. The smile on Alan’s face threatened to split his upper lip.
“Oh, that is really wonderful. Wow! I am so happy for you both.” He effused and he was genuinely happy for them. “When’s the day? Have you decided? Who else have you told? Wha-”
“Whoa!! Tex,” Mel said imitating a cowboy, “Hold your horses. One thing at a time. No date yet, you’re the first person we’ve told. And there’s a reason for that too.”
Alan stopped and gave them a quizzical look that asked, ‘What reason?’
“There’s something else that needs to happen first Dad.”
“Oh, and what’s that?” Alan asked, thinking of, then dreading, the possible implications around Andrea’s mother, his ex-wife.
“Mel wants a baby.” Alan’s eyebrows climbed his forehead and Mel nodded.
“I want to be pregnant on the day,” she said.
“Phew!” Alan sighed, “Well, I’m sure that you could buy some sperm and make the deed happen.”
“No,” Mel replied, “I am not interested in doing weird things with a turkey baster Al, doesn’t work for me.”
“So-o” Alan asked, his eyebrows still closer to his hairline, wondering what was next.
“Dad, Mel and I- we’ve talked about this. She wants to have a baby but-” she stopped.
“But- what?” Alan asked.
“I want to get pregnant in the usual manner,” Mel continued.
Alan was stunned. They were gay. They have a wonderful lesbian relationship, they’re two young, beautiful and really sexy women. “You mean you want some guy to-to-” He couldn’t say it.
“Yes, impregnate me. Fuck me and give me a baby.” Mel wasn’t embarrassed.
“Yes Dad,” Andrea said, “I don’t like the idea of buying some stranger’s sperm and use that to create a baby.”
“So you’re thinking you’re going to find some guy to make that happen? So you want my advice on this?”
Mel and Andrea looked at each other, Mel giving Andrea a slight nod. “No Dad, we have all the advice we need, it’s just the father of the baby has to be you.”
Alan wasn’t sure of what he had just heard, “What?”
“You Alan, we want you to be the father of our baby.”
“But- but- but I’m fifty years old. Too old, you need some young-”
“Fuck that! I’m twenty-five,” Mel said, “You’re a pretty sexy guy, handsome and really smart. Besides, there’s the genetic angle to consider.”
Alan was still trying to understand what was being said here. “Genetics? What’s that got to do with it?”
“Think about it,” Mel started, not giving Alan any breathing space, “I would really love a baby by Andie, but that is just not going to happen.” Alan nodded. “So, you make up half of her, any baby you make is going to be her half-sibling, a genetic connection.” Alan nodded again, his brain finally kicking in. “There is no brother so it has to be you. You’re the most logical candidate.” Mel shrugged and went on, “And there are other reasons too, but these are the most obvious.”
“You’re half my age.”
“So? You’re our choice.”
“Andrea?” Alan looked at his daughter, “You agree with this?”
“It was my suggestion.” she replied, “Dad, please understand, we love you.” Mel nodded. “We know you love us too.” Alan had to give a nod to that, he couldn’t do anything else. “Who better to do this than someone we love, who loves us?”
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