Cheering Up Claire

by Jen L. Lee © 2012

Hello readers - I'm so sorry I've been away so long but it's all good - I was on a much-needed break and had a wonderful time. I hope the new story will prove that my batteries are recharged and I'm ready to start entertaining you all again. ~~ Lix, Jen

Sandee handed her daughter the photo ID she would need if asked. Claire managed a weak smile as she looked down at the card that told the world she was 19. She, Sandee and most of the staff at the club knew that Claire was only 15. She had been to the club on several occasions after hours during school breaks and most everyone knew her. The fake ID was just in case the police decided to make one of their last-minute visits and hassle Rose regarding her clientele. Some of the less-savory officers were looking for bribes but Rose and her girls were usually able to divert the officers' attention in more creative ways.

Claire had no trouble passing for a woman of 19. At 13, she was nearly 5'6" and already attracting a lot of attention from boys, several of them older. As far as her mother was concerned, it was attention that Claire did not need. An 18-year old should not be hitting on a 13-turning-14 year old girl. Yet Martin Prince was determined to win a date with Claire and the older young man wouldn't take no for an answer. It didn't help matters any that Martin's family had money and none of them took "no" for an answer either. Sandee did the only thing that she could do. Sandee dug in her heels and told her daughter that she was not free to date until she was 15, which she had been last month. Once she turned 15, the decision whether or not to date the handsome university student would be hers alone. Of course, Martin drove a fancy car and flashed a lot of cash around. The naïve Claire was putty in his hands and went for it.

To add to Sandee's annoyance, Martin had nearly succeeded in getting something else he wanted – Claire's virginity. That's where her daughter's common sense kicked in. She had a good head on her shoulders and realized that she was just another trophy to Martin and she put him in his place – but good. In no uncertain terms, Claire told the young man that he wasn't getting bragging rights about being the first. When he tried to get forceful, the now 5'9" Claire made her point with equal force – right to the balls.

Claire might have been angry, but she was also sulky. The other boys in high school were intimidated by her and she hadn't been asked out much. She also found them immature and cheap; at least Martin had some style and money to back it up. Claire moped around the house and wouldn't go out, so Sandee took matters into her own hands. She invited her daughter out for the night to the dance club where she worked. Claire protested that she wasn't old enough and didn't feel like it. Sandee solved both problems in an instant. The fake ID was provided by her long-time best friend who had made fake IDs for them both when they were Claire's age. At 34, Mona still looked like she needed one, being only 5"3" tall and looking young. Only Mona's eyes showed her age, she had seen a lot and done even more. The strawberry-blonde thought all of life was an adventure and lived it to the fullest. Sandee loved that about her friend and hoped that Claire would emulate her someday.

"I will let you do whatever you want this one time," Sandee told her daughter in an effort to convince her to lighten up and enjoy herself. "You may drink and dance and party, I'll even lend you one of my sexiest outfits. You can slut it up and go crazy, so long as you don't do anything stupid. You, my little darling, need an adventure, so no more arguing, we're going out tomorrow!"

Claire sighed and nodded. The auburn-haired teen knew that her mother had her best interests at heart and she did like the mix of music the club played. The few times she had been out with Martin, he had refused to take her dancing. Rumor was that he was bad on the dance floor. When she told that to Sandee, her mom said "Guys that can't dance often can't fuck either, sweetheart!" Claire turned nine shades of red when her mother said that, but she laughed until it hurt.

Claire was totally unaware of the surprises she was about to experience that evening. Even Sandee had no idea just how far the evening would take them both. If she had, she might not have allowed things to unfold the way they did – or she might have. Because when the night was over and done with, everything had likely unfolded the way that the fates decreed it should.

Claire's first surprise came in the form of the outfit she found splayed upon her bed. She'd never seen her mother in anything like this before. She had never known her mom owned anything this – this outrageous, this daring, this sexy! She looked at the outfit again and then looked over to see that her mother was standing in the doorway, observing her.

"It's PVC honey, it will fit you like a second skin," Sandee told her daughter. "Go on, put it on!"

"I know what it is, mother," Claire said as she got out of her clothes and put on everything that was on the bed. "But what in the heavens do you mean by my wearing something so absolutely trashy?" Completing the ensemble, Claire put on a 4-inch pair of stripper heels.

"Every other week, we have our lady's night where the customers wear things like this, leather, PVC, latex – a kind of fetish night," Sandee explained. "Some of the girls even wear lingerie or even body paint. You've got a beautiful body, why shouldn't you flaunt it? No one will ask about your age if you're wearing something like that."

Claire's second surprise came when they got to the club and went in through the back. As she looked at the crowd, she turned around to her mom, wearing a puzzled look on her face. "Mom, there isn't a single man in the place," she exclaimed.

"No, I told you it was lady's night," Sandee smiled. "It's a night we have especially for our lesbian and bi-sexual clientele. They can come here, let their hair down and not worry about getting hit on by horny men. I've got to get to work, go on and have fun baby, I've arranged a tab for you. Dance, mingle and if you meet a cute girl – well, I promise not to be too upset," Sandee winked as she walked away from her daughter. Claire couldn't believe it – was her mom actually suggesting that she hook up with another chick? As IF! She wasn't into women, although the male of the species had been a huge disappointment over the past few months.

The women in the crowd were indeed dressed in outrageous manner. A lot of them were her mother's age but wearing skirts and blouses that would have been scandalous on a girl Claire's age. There was a lot of lingerie and she did spot a girl who was made up as a leopard, but her entire costume was painted on – the girl was totally naked. Claire wanted to have a closer look at some of the outrageous garb, so she got on the dance floor and shook her tail feathers. Music and Claire were close friends and as she danced, she knew that several of the women were keeping a close eye on her. There was one very pretty black girl who appeared to be no more than 5 years older than Claire, she kept glancing over at Claire but every time Claire looked back, the girl averted her eyes.

After dancing for about 45 minutes, Claire needed a drink. She was having fun, but the club was packed and it was hot. She made her way to the bar and smiled at the bartender, who she knew quite well. "Hey Fiona," she grinned. "Let me have a white wine spritzer."

"Sure you can handle it, little girl?" The pretty Thai bartender smiled at her as she prepared the drink.

"In case you hadn't noticed, I'm not exactly a little girl anymore," Claire responded as Fiona handed her the drink.

"I noticed," Fiona smiled and overtly flirted with Claire. "A lot of the women here tonight noticed."

Claire was somewhat oblivious to the flirtation. "Speaking of that, you wouldn't happen to know who the black girl is that kept giving me the eye is, would you?"

Fiona nodded. "I think it's likely that was Ana. You should be flattered – a lot of the women here have tried to get her to go home with them and so far, no one's succeeded."

"Yeah, I noticed a lot of the crowd here seems to be really interested in scoring, is it always like that in here?" Claire asked as she took some of her drink. Fiona was wearing an odd expression.

"Didn't your mom ever tell you about this place?" Fiona asked, leaning close to the pretty teen.

"Tell me what?"

"Shit – she didn't. I guess you never had to know and you've always come in after we're closed. This is a dyke bar sweetheart, all of our clients are women – well, save for a few that are becoming women, if you get my drift. Wow, I can't believe that Sandee never clued you in, you're old enough now," Fiona sighed.

If Claire had been drunk, that little revelation would likely have knocked her off the bar stool. Her mom worked in a gay bar? Why hadn't she ever said anything? Claire knew her mother liked men, after all, she had been married and had a child. It did seem odd that Sandee rarely mentioned boyfriends or dates, but her mother had always kept that part of her life hidden from Claire.

"So, Ana had her eye on you, lucky bitch," said someone at the end of the bar. Clair turned to look and saw a lovely brunette in a skintight black dress and high heels. She looked as if she had been poured into the garment and her body was spectacular. She likely stood around 5'9" and had a very nice chest and legs that went on for days. Claire knew that she wasn't a lesbian but any breathing person with a pulse would have noticed this girl. She smiled at Claire and left her stool to join Claire. "I'm Shelby," the older girl said, taking Claire's hand. "I'm a regular here and I know I've never seen you in here before, I would have remembered someone as smoking hot as you!"

Despite her usual confidence in her appearance, Claire allowed herself to blush. Something about Shelby made her feel inadequate. "Thank you," she smiled. "I've been here before, but only after closing. My mother works here and she thought I needed a night out. Bad breakup with my boyfriend," Claire explained needlessly.

"That's why I've never bothered with guys, although a breakup with a girl isn't any better," Shelby smiled, placing her hand on Claire's. "Hey, can I buy you another drink?"

"Sure, that would be nice, thank you," Claire smiled. It was nice to have someone to talk with and she certainly didn't see any harm in sharing a few drinks and some laughs. Sandee had been right, getting out for a night had been the tonic she needed.

"You said your mom works here," Shelby smiled, motioning to Fiona. "Would I know her?"

"Probably, she's worked here for quite a while," Claire answered as Fiona poured her another drink. "Her name is Sandee."

Shelby's smile grew very wide indeed. "Oh sure, I know your mom quite well. Now I know where you get your looks from, your mom is a real MILF. Hey, speaking of moms, why don't you come with me and meet mine?"

Claire was taken aback when she heard that. Shelby had come to this place with her mother? It struck her as odd and still, she allowed Shelby to escort her to the other end of the bar. Seated there was a blond even taller than Shelby, she likely stood over 6'3" in her 4" heels. Her outfit was outrageous, shiny pink PVC that hugged an ample body, with white patterned stockings and pink PVC stripper heels. Her smile grew as the younger women approached. "Well, just who have you brought over to keep us both company?" She grinned at Shelby.

"This is Claire and her mother is our friend Sandee," Shelby grinned at her mother. The odd way she said "friend" aroused Claire's suspicions again. Obviously, there were a number of things about her mother of which she was totally unaware.

"She's definitely Sandee's daughter," the woman smiled and held out her hand to Claire. You could feel the strength in her as she took Claire's hand in her own. "Hello pretty baby, I'm Ashley and the young beauty who got to you first is my daughter Shelby, as you know. Please join us, my goodness, you're gorgeous," she complimented Claire.

Claire was not immune to flattery and she was certainly not immune to the 3rd drink that the two women ordered for her. They had no way of knowing that she was only fifteen, there were few fifteen-year olds who had a body like hers. The two older women were sexy and funny and she quite liked their company. She was most assuredly susceptible to their offers of another drink and to the flirting they aimed in her direction. By the time she finished her drinks, Claire was going to be easily led in any direction the two beauties wished her to go.

"Why don't you come home with us, sweetheart?" Ashley suggested, leaning in close to the auburn-haired teen. "Don't you want to take a walk on the wild side?"

Claire thought that might be nice, but one thought nagged at her. "Both of you?" She asked.

"Sure, why not," Shelby grinned evilly. "Mom and I often share lovers. We have similar … tastes," she told Claire. The two women linked arms through Claire's and led her outside of the bar and towards a sporty little Miata. Claire knew that she was likely taking a huge risk and that she probably should have told her mother where she was going, but she was just inebriated enough for those thoughts to be fogged. She allowed herself to be seated in the middle of the two older women. It was a tight fit, but a comfortable one as they drove in the sultry night air. Claire knew what was expected of her, but she no longer feared it – she welcomed the new experience. She had been turned on by the two women for the last hour, why not see if those desires were more than mere curiosity?

Their home was huge and once inside, it was Shelby who kissed Claire first, cupping the girl's round, tight ass. Then she spun the girl around and offered Claire to her mother. Ashley kissed like she could do it for a living. Then, the three women shared a naughty kiss together. It didn't shock Claire to see the mom and daughter swapping tongues, she expected that by now. It was naughty, but ever-so erotic!

"Come on, sweetness," Ashley purred. "Our bedroom is upstairs, I can't wait to get you on those nice, cool sheets and have you sprawled out naked." Somehow Claire had sensed these two women shared a bedroom. The intimate vibe between them was palpable. She followed along like a meek little lamb and hoped tonight would be everything she thought it would.

Their bedroom was opulent and immaculate, not a thing seemed out of place. Shelby led the way by slithering out of her tight dress, wearing only her shoes and a tiny black thong. She moved close to Claire and kissed her again. "Relax baby, we'll do all the hard work," she said as she helped Claire out of her PVC ensemble. Claire knew her pussy was dripping and felt Ashley come up behind her and nuzzle her neck. She loved Shelby's lean, swimmer's body but when she saw Ashley had shed her dress, she couldn't help but gasp. The tall, imposing woman had a body like a body builder, sleek and powerful. Claire sensed that her fucking with these two tonight was going to set standards that would be impossible to beat – even by a man!

"God, she's a sexy, hot little bitch," Ashley murmured as her fingers slid down Claire's body and stroked her smooth, flat stomach. "How old are you, gorgeous?"

Claire realized that her age hadn't come up before now. She feared they might send her home if she was to be honest, but lying didn't seem fair to either of them. "Fif-fifteen," she stammered. "I hope that's not a problem?"

"No, not at all," Shelby smiled as she licked one of Claire's dark, pointed nipples. "I was about fifteen when I started having sex with mom. I'm not that much older than you now."

"My first sexual experiences were around that age as well," Ashley told the girls as she led them to the bed. "Didn't do me any harm. I would have let her join me earlier, but she wasn't ready yet. She had to come to me of her own accord."

"I'm very glad that I did," Shelby breathed in Claire's ear. "Some people would think what mom and I do is wrong or perverted, but fuck them! We love each other and the sex is amazing. Look at her, could any woman resist her? She's beautiful," Shelby said as she pinched Claire's nipples between her thumbs.

"You both are," Claire gasped at the wonderful feelings. "God, I can't believe I'm doing this, but I don't want it to end."

"It won't end, sweetheart," Ashley said as she pushed the young girl down on the bed. "For you, this is just the beginning. It will be an entrance into a whole new, sensual world. Just relax and let us be your tour guides," she smiled.

Claire didn't know if she could relax, she was so excited and so nervous. Ashley's mouth was now on her tits, the first person ever to lick them in this manner. She looked over and saw the lovely, raven-haired Shelby moving between her thighs. This was the moment of truth and there would be no going back. Claire didn't care, it was something she wanted … no, something she needed … and Shelby was going to give it to her! She nodded and watched in fascination as the gorgeous woman began licking her pussy with a tongue that was simply incredible!

"Oh God, oh fuck, Shelby, Claire, don't stop, you sexy bitches, keep making me feel this good!" Claire groaned. She wasn't sure how she should act or talk and just tried to get into the spirit of the moment. Her instincts were spot-on, hearing the sexy teen talk and watching her move erotically was a thrill for mom & daughter.

Shelby and Ashley moved slightly so that they could kiss each other. Each time their tongues met, Claire felt a perverse thrill go through her. Mother and daughter sharing passion turned her on and despite knowing it was frowned on by society, Claire didn't care. If her own mother approached her in such a manner, Claire might have succumbed. Sandee was strong and in her own way, as forceful and sensual as Ashley was. She wondered just how well these two beauties knew her mother. Just as she began to ponder that, Ashley's tongue slammed into her pussy with the force of a freight train. In a way, it felt as if the top of her head was about to blow off. Shelby's mouth and hands were on her tits and her entire body was flailing about the bed as she enjoyed herself.

"God sweetheart, do you know what a sexy, fucking hot little cunt you are?" Ashley smiled as she came up for air. Her face was coated in Claire's juices and Shelby moved close so that she could share them with her mom. "I could get lost in your sweetness, she's a naughty little whore, isn't she Shel?"

"She's just the kind of little slut we like, mom!" Shelby enthused and once again began to eat Claire's pussy. The circumstances were about to change as Claire looked up and saw that Ashley's pussy was now hovering over her face.

"Time for you to be a more active participant, little slut," Ashley grinned as she lowered her clean-shaven box to Claire's eager mouth. She wasn't afraid to participate, no longer did she hold any reservations about how much fun lesbian sex could be. She grabbed at Ashley's body and pulled her as close as she could get without suffocating. Her mouth began eating pussy … no, she began eating cunt. The two women liked their sex raw and primal and now Claire realized that it turned her on too. There was a time and a place for soft, gentle sex but tonight was all about letting her inner passions emerge. She had been sublimating them for far too long, afraid to submit to Martin or any other boy. He hadn't had the right approach and maybe he never would have. She also began doubting whether or not he was the right gender as well.

Very happy in her new circumstances, the sexy teen began to lick and stroke Ashley's pussy with her novice mouth. She hoped that she was doing a good enough job to give Ashley some pleasure and from the muffled groans that she could hear, she believed that she was. Shelby sure as hell was making her feel good, the gorgeous black-haired beauty seemed to be a shark for cunt and wasn't giving an inch. Not that Claire would have wanted her to.

"Holy fucking God Shel, she's a wonderful little pussy licker," Ashley exclaimed as she moved away from the still-hungry teen. "She eats pussy like she's been doing it for years, how many girlfriends do you have, baby?" She teased.

"You're my first," Claire said as she was finally able to catch her breath. "Are you saying that I did a good job?"

"No baby, you did a fantastic job, you nasty little thing," Ashley said, grabbing the girl's face and kissing her hard. "Now you go on and make Shelby cum like you did me and then we'll have a few treats for you to try."

Claire had no idea what those might be and she really wasn't too concerned with that at the moment. She was eager to experience the delights of Shelby for herself, to wallow in the sweetness of the beautiful, lightly-furred patch between Shelby's legs. Shelby stretched out on the bed and let Claire lie between her thighs. The pretty teen began to do to the daughter what she had done to the mother, with slight variations. She wanted to try new things and used her fingers as well, hoping that Shelby liked being fingered as much as Claire did herself when alone at home. From the fervent gasps and moans that were coming from Shelby, Claire believed that she had hit the jackpot. Behind her, Ashley was sliding her tongue in and out of Claire's pussy, but this time, there was a difference. Ashley's tongue was licking her ass as well, the little teen couldn't believe that anyone could do something so lewd and so filthy. It made her mind explode and she only stopped her screams by further burying her face in Shelby's muff.

Claire was impressed with herself. She had not believed herself capable of such acts and she was even more impressed with the skill and desire with which she went about performing them. She was giving Shelby a lot of pleasure, she could tell from the way the young woman's face was contorted with happiness. She loved the way that gorgeous Ashley seemed to go about sex, as if it wasn't something to be feared or "saved", but as the most passionate experience people could share. That was how Claire now wanted it to be, she wanted her sex life to be of her own choosing and not at the whims of someone else. Whoever she slept with would be someone she chose and not because of any outside pressures.

Shelby crawled away from her teenaged lover and kissed her lips. She then smiled over at Ashley who was also leaving the girl's body. Claire whimpered a bit and then saw the evil smiles on both of their beautiful faces. "Should I be afraid?" She asked nervously, although she knew that it wasn't likely.

"No baby, we're going to demonstrate a sixty-nine for you and then we'll all do a little Daisy Chain before we call it a night," Ashley smiled. "We've loved having you here but we don't want Sandee too worried. Shelby darling, let's show the little bitch how we rock!"

Mother and daughter made love in the ages-old way that lesbians enjoy, delighting Claire with their sensual play. She wanted very much to try that, but looking at the clock, she saw that Ashley's point was well taken. It was after midnight, so she let herself be drawn into a Daisy Chain and the three women satisfied each other one final time before Ashley drove here home. She entered on shaky legs and saw that Sandee had been waiting up for her. She didn't look too happy either.

"I've been very worried, where the hell did you go?" Sandee said in her firm tone. Whenever she used that, Claire knew that she was in trouble.

Claire and her mother had never been dishonest with each other and she wasn't about to start that now. "I met these two sexy women, Ashley and Shelby," she told Sandee. "They asked me to have some drinks with them and then they had me back to their place. We had the best time."

Sandee's anger went away at that instant. "I know those two very well, intimately, in fact. So – did you have a good time with them, did you like it?"

Claire knew that she and her mother were now on the same page. They were cut from the same cloth. "I loved it mom, all of it. Sex with women is fantastic, I'm going to want to do it again and again. Maybe I'll find a girlfriend of my own at school. Who knows?"

Sandee nodded. "I'm glad to see you out of your funk baby, but be careful. Some will understand and some won't. It was the same with your Aunt Mona and I."

Now Claire was getting the picture. "You and Aunt Mona? Mom, are you a lesbian?"

"Not entirely, it's about 90 / 10," Sandee answered. "We'll talk about it tomorrow, I'm exhausted and ready to go to bed."

Claire looked at her mother with new eyes and with lurid thoughts running through her mind. She got close to her mother and kissed her the same way she had witnessed Shelby kissing Ashley. Sandee's pleasure showed on her face. "I'd like to go to bed too mom, but I'm not tired at all. Want some company?"

Sandee was thrilled, this was exactly what she had hoped would happen when she set up this evening's excursion for her daughter. "Why, certainly baby, of course I do. I doubt I'll ever be that tired that I'd refuse your … company," she grinned, knowing the new relationship that lay in store for the both of them.