STEPHANIE TANNER LIKES GIRLS
This is a work of lesbian celebrity fiction. Characters from the TV show, Full House, are used without permission. If you are offended by teenage girls experimenting with lesbian sex, please stop reading immediately.
Cast: Stephanie Tanner - Jodie Sweetin; Kimmy Gibbler -- Andrea Barber; D.J. Tanner -- Candace Cameron; Gia Mahan -- Marla Sokoloff; Jennifer S. -- Tiffany Watson; Jennifer P. -- Danielle Fishel; Claire Mahan -- Andrea Abbate.
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1994
Pretty, blonde, 13-year-old Stephanie Tanner was noticeably anxious as she walked into her San Francisco junior high school. It was the first day of her 8th grade year, and Stephanie was at that difficult age; no longer a child, and not yet a woman.
Having enthusiastically attended dance classes since the age of five, Stephanie was fit, and proud of her long, lithe legs, and the straight, blonde hair that descended to her slender shoulder blades. Despite her undeniable budding beauty, Stephanie was self-conscious that over the summer break, the bodies of her female peers would have far surpassed hers, and that she would still resemble the physically immature 7th grader of last year.
Stephanie needn't have worried. Looking around the busy school hallway, some girls were certainly taller, but few were the big-breasted, mature-looking beauties that she had been concerned about.
Walking to her first class, Stephanie was wearing a short, black and yellow plaid skirt. She had also purposely worn a form-hugging sweater-blouse that showed just a hint of her flat belly. Unlike her more conservative sister, D.J., Stephanie was willing to dress provocatively, in imitation of her best friend, Gia Mahan.
Gia and Stephanie had somehow managed to be assigned nearby lockers, and Gia was already waiting for Stephanie. Gia had been held back for a year in 6th grade, and was a dismal, uninterested student. Stephanie's father, Danny, sometimes worried that Gia would be a poor influence on Stephanie, but was confident that his young daughter had been taught to make the right decisions.
At 14-years-old, Gia already had the kind of voluptuous body that Stephanie aspired to. Gia wore jeans, and a tight, t-shirt blouse that was cut just below her pronounced, already full, B-cup boobs.
As the two girls walked to their first classes, Stephanie couldn't help but notice the eager, hungry stares coming from the hormone-filled 7th and 8th grade boys. Gia noted that some had actually turned away to hide their unwanted "boners." "We're the two hottest girls in this dump, Steph," Gia said confidently, proudly thrusting out her mature boobs as she walked. Unlike her best friend, Gia, Stephanie protectively held her school books in front of her small, budding breasts.
Walking home from school that day, Stephanie should have been elated by the newfound attention she was receiving from boys, but the pretty blonde held a deep, dark, secret, that she hadn't even dared to share with Gia. For as long as she could remember, Stephanie had been attracted to girls.
Watching TV as a youngster, Stephanie had been thrilled with the Gilligan's Island and Brady Bunch reruns, which featured Dawn Wells as Mary Anne, and Maureen McCormick, and Eve Plumb as Marcia and Jan Brady.
Even prior to entering puberty, and truly understanding her sexuality, Stephanie had been titillated by Uncle Jessie's big-breasted, scantily-clad girlfriends. Eventually settling down, Uncle Jessie had married beautiful, brown-haired Becky, who was cohost of TV's Wake Up San Francisco, along with Stephanie's dad. If not a relative, Stephanie would have considered Becky `hot,' although she preferred bigger-breasted girls.
Already home from high school were her sister, D.J., and her obnoxious best friend, Kimmy. "How ya doin', Tits?!" Kimmy asked. "Don't you mean Toots?" Stephanie asked, she was always correcting the dim-witted, skinny teen.
Approaching the younger girl, Kimmy playfully squeezed one of Stephanie's budding, cone-shaped breasts. "No, I meant Tits!" Kimmy said with a laugh, causing Stephanie to blush.
Unknown to Stephanie, Kimmy and D.J. had sometimes discussed Stephanie's blossoming boobs. Both agreed that Stephanie's boobs were bigger than theirs had been at a similar age. D.J. didn't mention it, but she thought her 13-year-old sister already had bigger boobs than her rail-thin 17-year-old best friend, Kimmy.
Looking at Stephanie's sexy "jail bait" outfit of plaid mini-skirt, white knee socks, and tight "belly shirt," D.J. was incensed. "Did dad see that outfit?" She questioned Stephanie. "No," Stephanie confessed. "He'd already left for work. Please don't be a `narc', D.J." Stephanie, however, was confident that her sister wouldn't rat her out, and walked upstairs to her bedroom to change into a pair of denim overall-shorts.
The next morning, Stephanie lingered in the shower, soaping her firm, conical-shaped breasts. "Maybe they're not so small after all." Stephanie hoped. She had oddly found new confidence when Kimmy had referred to her as "Tits," and had briefly fondled her breast. Stephanie smiled when she realized that she had been first felt up by a girl. "Too bad that it was Kimmy."
Gia and Stephanie were sitting side-by-side on a long bench in the girl's locker room. The best friends were talking animatedly as the other 7th and 8th grade girls undressed, and stepped into the showers. Most of the girls carefully wrapped their youthful bodies in the rough, industrially-cleaned towels as they exited and entered the shower stalls.
Gia removed her bra and panties, as did Stephanie. Wrapping the towel horizontally around her maturing body, and small, A-cup breasts, Stephanie was surprised when Gia brazenly wrapped the towel around her waist, and impudently walked bare-breasted to the junior high school shower room.
Stephanie watched silently as some of the girls stared in open-mouthed wonder at the 14-year-old's big, adult-sized breasts.
As Stephanie was about to enter one of the shower stalls, she saw that best friends, Jennifer S. and Jennifer P. were emerging from the same shower stall, and giggling conspiratorially. Looking out of the corner of her eye, Stephanie was able to get a glimpse of the wet, naked, popular girls.
Tall, blonde, Jennifer S. was well on her way to becoming a stunning beauty. The 13-year-old's hips and breasts had noticeably matured since she was a 7th grader, and wispy, blonde hair now formed an upside-down triangle over her pubic area. Petite, dark-haired, Jennifer P., on the other hand, was far more physically immature. Her small boobs looked like little more than mosquito bites on her slender chest, but a brown thatch of pubic hair distinguished her from the younger girls. Both of the Jennifer's hurried to wrap themselves in their towels as they exited the shower stall.
Just then, Gia, already completely naked, reached for the shower stall door from Jennifer S's hand. Stephanie noted that Jennifer S. was unmistakably checking out Gia's mature, nude body, and big boobs. Stephanie was intrigued.
It was the first Friday night since school had started, so Gia invited Stephanie over for a sleepover. Although Danny was hesitant in giving his permission, knowing that Gia's mother was often out, or working, he nevertheless agreed. No doubt, Danny was influenced by his romantic feelings for Gia's young, beautiful, blonde mother. Stephanie wondered if they two had had sex?
Home from her shift at the diner, Claire Mahan welcomed Stephanie into their modest, two-bedroom apartment. Claire and Gia's father had divorced some years earlier, and Gia had taken it hard. Many thought it was the core reason for her bad grades and impudent behavior.
Apologizing that she had been in the midst of changing clothes when Stephanie knocked at the door, Claire was wearing jeans and a sexy bra. Claire's full, C-cup breasts appeared to be ready to spill out of her black bra. Stephanie was impressed with Claire's boobs, which were even bigger than Gia's!
"Gia's in her room," Claire said in a friendly manner. She liked Stephanie Tanner, and hoped that she would be a positive influence on her rebellious daughter.
As the 13-year-old walked away, Claire stared at Stephanie's firm, youthful ass with a quiet sigh. She had known Stephanie for less that a year, but the pretty, young blonde was turning into a real beauty, Claire thought.
Gia was laying on her bed, stomach down. A pair of stereo headphones were on her brown-haired head, and she was reading the liner notes from a vinyl album by The Tubes, a popular San Francisco band.
Removing her head phones and rising from the bed, it was now clear to Stephanie that Gia wasn't wearing a bra. The 13-year-old involuntarily gulped upon seeing the outline of Gia's ripe nipples and areolae through the thin t-shirt fabric.
"Hiya, Steph," Gia said cheerfully, unaware that Stephanie's eager eyes were riveted on her B-cup breasts.
Later that night, with the girls in sleeping bags on the floor, Stephanie informed her best friend that she had seen "One of the Jennifer's" staring at Gia's naked tits in the locker room. Rather than being shocked, Gia asked "Which Jennifer?"
Stephanie was a bit taken aback, but replied that it was the taller, blonde-haired Jennifer S. that she had seen checking out Gia's big tits.
"Hmm," Gia said, the wheels turning in her head. "She's pretty hot, don't you think?" Gia asked Stephanie. "Uh, um, I suppose so," Stephanie stuttered. She had never heard Gia talk about another girl in that way. Even a pretty girl like Jennifer S.
Gia further surprised Stephanie when she lifted her t-shirt, and gripped her youthful, bare breasts. "So, she likes these?" Stephanie was open-mouthed at Gia's brazen nakedness. Gia couldn't fail to notice that Stephanie's wide eyes were laser-focused on her impressive, B-cup boobs.
"Wanna touch `em?" Gia asked. Initially, Stephanie blushed and looked away. Moments later, curiosity got the better of the 13-year-old. Reaching out with her trembling fingers, Stephanie fearfully touched Gia's breasts, as if somehow expecting that they might explode like dual land mines.
Stephanie thought Gia's breasts felt both firm and soft, and she eventually began to vigorously squeeze them with Gia's tacit approval. Stephanie was in heaven by touching boobs other than her own for the first time in her young life. Suddenly becoming cautious, Stephanie removed her hand and looked at the door, fearful that Gia's mother might suddenly enter the room.
"Show me yours," Gia demanded. Stephanie hadn't counted upon this, but she very reluctantly lifted her girlish, pink top. "Mmm...," Gia murmured. With none of Stephanie's hesitancy, Gia aggressively pulled, rubbed, and squeezed Stephanie's small, 8th grade tits. Upping the ante, Gia attempted to swallow the cone-shaped little boobs whole.
"Have Mercy," Stephanie moaned when Gia eventually released her blossoming breasts. The two girls quietly kissed each other until well after midnight, sometimes reaching across the unzipped sleeping bags to again fondle the other's breasts.
Although Gia was a virgin, she had been far more adventurous with boys than Stephanie, even admitting that she had allowed a "cute" 9th grade boy to feel her up when she was in the 6th grade. As a result, Gia had developed a bit of a bad reputation, most of it from boys who either lied about, or exaggerated their encounters with Gia. That night, however, Gia taught the curious middle Tanner girl how to tongue-kiss.
Gia and Stephanie kept their make-out sessions tightly under wraps. However, both girls were eager for more. But, with Stephanie's crowded house, having the necessary privacy for all-the-way lesbian sex was proving impossible. Gia's mother, Claire, worked the early morning shift at the diner, and was typically already there when Gia arrived home from school.
Meanwhile, Jennifer S. began to openly flirt with Gia. Stephanie chose to remain silent, careful not to reveal her secret.
Blonde-haired Jennifer S. was already several inches taller than the big-breasted 14-year-old, and was surprisingly aggressive, backing Gia against a wall as they talked, and placing her hands intimidatingly on either side of Gia's head. Gia adored Jennifer S's attention, wondering how she could somehow fuck both Jennifer S. and Stephanie without pissing the other girl off.
Imagining her hungry mouth feasting on Gia's big boobs, Jennifer S. began conspiring with her compliant toady, Jennifer P.
Weeks later, Gia and Stephanie somehow got their signals crossed. Arriving at Gia's house on a Saturday morning, Stephanie was surprised to learn that Gia was not at home. "She's spending the weekend with her father," Gia's mother explained.
Stephanie looked disappointed, saying: "My dad just dropped me off, I don't have any way to get home. He's headed to the TV studio with my Aunt Becky."
"Come in, honey. We'll figure things out." Claire said thoughtfully. Stephanie knew that Gia's mother didn't have a car, and would ride the bus to the nearby diner where she worked.
Claire put her arm around the pretty girl's shoulder as she welcomed Stephanie into her house. "I'll make some tea, honey." The 13-year-old followed the pretty blonde women into the kitchen, and sat at a small table nook while waiting for the tea.
It was an unusually warm San Francisco day, and Stephanie was dressed in jean shorts that were turned up at the bottom, as was the fashion of the day. Removing her plaid, flannel surfer hoodie, Stephanie was wearing a yellow tank top beneath. It was visually apparent to Claire that the young teen had chosen not to wear a bra that day. Stephanie's youthful breasts pushed appealingly outwards against the cotton fabric.
Stephanie smiled at Gia's friendly mother as she was handed the piping hot cup of tea. Curiously, Claire gently placed her hand on top of Stephanie's, and looked intently into the teenager's eyes. "What was she trying to read?" Stephanie wondered. She surely didn't know.
Stephanie enjoyed a good relationship with Gia's young-looking mom, who insisted that Stephanie call her Claire. Claire had given birth to Gia when she was barely 18, and was now a very attractive 32-year-old, and had recently dated Stephanie's father. Stephanie had once fantasized that the two would get married, making Gia her real sister.
"How do you feel about my daughter?" Claire asked the blonde 13-year-old, leaning into the young girl. "Gia? She's my best friend. Why do you ask?" Stephanie politely replied. "I guess I didn't make my question clear enough," Claire said ominously. Stephanie began to tense up as Claire continued her line of questioning.
With her right hand, Stephanie now-nervously sipped her tea. Claire's soft hand was now oddly petting the junior high school girl's left hand.
"Steph, I'm going to be honest with you. The walls in this apartment are very thin, and I've heard, um, strange sounds coming from Gia's bedroom on nights when you're sleeping over." Stephanie immediately turned a vivid shade of red. She and Gia were busted!
"It's O.K.," Claire said, suddenly concerned by Stephanie's reaction. "Girls like to experiment. I know I did, and Gia was a product of that," she said with an ironic laugh.
"Are you in love with my daughter?" Claire asked brazenly. Stephanie was not at all prepared for that question, and caved in easily. "We've fooled around," Stephanie admitted, without being specific. "But I wouldn't say that either of us are in love. We're just best friends." Claire looked relieved.
"Steph, can I ask if you prefer girls to boys?" The pretty teenager lowered her head, and silently nodded. "Please don't tell my dad," Stephanie pleaded. "Oh, honey, I won't. That's your story to someday tell. I was just worried that you and Gia were `girlfriends.' That girl has enough on her plate." The pretty blonde teenager seemed oddly relieved.
"You know, Stephanie, from time to time I like to experiment with girls too." Stephanie looked at Claire with surprise, bordering on shock. Even more astonishing, Claire leaned in to kiss the long-haired 13-year-old, gently rubbing the 8th grader's slender back. The kiss was far from unpleasant to Stephanie, and she eagerly returned Claire's affection before fulling understanding the implications, and how it might affect her relationship. Stephanie had always thought that Claire was kind of `hot' for an older woman, and was anxious to see where things might go.
"How far have you and Gia gone with each other?" Claire asked curiously, stroking Stephanie's long, blonde hair. Claire could see that teen's hand was trembling. "Um, not that far," Stephanie confessed. Again, not providing any details that her girl-play with Gia had thus far been confined to above the waist boob play and kissing.
Claire's active hand was now affixed atop of Stephanie's yellow tank top, gently caressing one of Stephanie's blossoming, young breasts.
"Would you like to learn about girls the right way? The safe way?" Claire asked the largely inexperienced, middle Tanner girl. Stephanie nodded mutely as Claire lifted the teen's tank top.
Stephanie's soft skin was summer tan from trips to the community pool with Gia, who enjoyed flaunting her mature boobs in a skimpy bikini. Claire could easily see from the tan lines the outline of Stephanie's bathing suit top.
Both of Claire's excited hands caressed and squeezed Stephanie's pale, immature, budding breasts. The 8th grader's pink nipples were already erect. The beautiful 32-year-old murmured, "Mmmmm..." as she attended to Stephanie's pert, cone-shaped boobs with her inquisitive hands.
While Claire sometimes dipped her tongue into the ample supply of San Francisco lesbians, she had never attempted to seduce a girl as young as 13-year-old Stephanie Tanner.
"Let's go to my bedroom," Claire suggested to Stephanie in an almost whisper, as she continued to gently caress Stephanie's small, perky breasts.
Stephanie's yellow tank top was pulled up to her chin as she nervously walked to Claire's bedroom. The young girl's lesbian sexual curiosity was now far outweighing any hesitations that she might have had. Knowing that her father was planning to pick her up at 6:00 p.m., Stephanie knew that she had several hours to spend having sex with Gia's beautiful mom.
Claire's bedroom was modestly appointed. The most notable feature in the small room was a big, king-size bed. Stephanie wondered if her own father had shared that bed with Claire?
Standing in the room, unsure of what to do, Claire kissed Stephanie's lips reassuringly, and again, impatiently felt-up the teenager's small boobs before she began to undress.
Sitting anxiously on the bed, Stephanie lifted the tank top over her head while she watched with interest as Claire removed her clothing.
Lifting her blouse over her head, Claire shook out her shoulder-length blonde hair. To Stephanie's delight, it appeared that Claire's big boobs were again trying to fight their way out of Claire's sexy, black bra.
Kicking off her western boots, Claire began to unbutton her form-fitting jeans. Stephanie noted that unlike her own boyishly-straight hips, Claire had the deliciously full figure of a grown woman.
Down to black panties and bra, Claire sat on the bed next to the younger girl, their bare thighs touching on the bed. Claire then wrapped her covetous arm around Stephanie's slender waist. She could feel the goose bumps rising on the pretty teenager's skin.
"Would you like to remove my bra?" Claire asked the clearly-nervous 13-year-old. Again, Stephanie could only nod her head in assent.
Claire demonstrated the pretty, blonde teen that her bra could be unhooked from the front. It took Stephanie two or three clumsy tries before Claire's bounteous breasts were at last revealed. "They're even bigger and fuller than Gia's!" Stephanie excitedly noted in her head.
The now-empty cups of Claire's black bra hung limply on either side of the blonde, 32-year-old's firm breasts. Stephanie looked at the big breasts in wonder, unsure of what to do next. "36-C," Claire said, proudly announced her bra size to the slender 8th grader, and squeezing the two mounds together provocatively.
"Go ahead and touch `em," Claire instructed, encouraging the nervous young girl. Stephanie extended both hands fearfully. Claire noticed that the nipples on Stephanie's bare, little boobs were now rigid and appealingly erect from her sexual excitement.
Stephanie's curious hands gripped Gia's mom's spectacular boobs. She had seen Claire in a bra before, but her bare boobs were even bigger and sexier than Stephanie had imagined! As the curious blonde-haired teen fondled Claire's breasts, the 32-year-old lowered the straps of the unhooked black bra from her shoulders.
Claire was now dressed solely in a pair of black bikini panties, while Stephanie was topless, and wearing just a small pair of jean shorts. Gently reaching for the teenager's blonde-topped head, Claire gently pressed Stephanie's curious face against her full, C-cup breasts. Boldly, the 13-year-old began to kiss and lick Claire's brown nipples.
"Suck `em, honey," Claire said to the half-naked young girl. Opening her mouth wide, Stephanie encapsulated each of the big boobs, suckling like a hungry baby.
With Stephanie preoccupied with her mature boobs, Claire's inquisitive hand worked its way down beneath the young girl's jean shorts. As her hand descended, Claire could feel the soft cotton fabric of Stephanie's panties.
As Claire's hand continued to travel, Gia's mother discovered the small slit between Stephanie's legs. Although wearing panties, Claire could feel that Stephanie's pussy was already wet as she greedily rubbed it. Stephanie's aroused breasts quivered as Gia's mom stroked the teenager's pussy.
Laying the 13-year-old upon the big bed, Claire removed Stephanie's jean shorts, kissing the 8th grader's smooth, lean legs as she slowly lowered the denim shorts beyond Stephanie's ankles.
Now, wearing only her white, cotton panties, Stephanie was noticeably trembling, but determined not to chicken out. As if to reassure the nervous 8th grader, Claire parted Stephanie's slender legs and tenderly kissed the anxious teenager's panty-covered pussy.
Crawling onto the bed beside the quivering teen, Claire took one of Stephanie's youthful breasts into her hand, and descended upon the other with her impatient mouth.
The 13-year-old squirmed from newly found pleasure as Gia's beautiful mother attentively licked, suckled, and pulled on Stephanie's pink nipples with her teeth.
Stopping to again kiss Stephanie on the lips, Claire began to kiss, lick, and caress her way down the teenager's youthful, slender body.
Working her way between Stephanie's lissome legs, Claire slowly removed the teenager's white, cotton panties, already wet with her own pussy juices. Stephanie's nether lips were pink and puffy in anticipation, and her blonde pubic hair was adorably scant.
"Just relax, honey," Claire cautioned, her face now inches away from the 13-year-old's virginal vagina. Stephanie's legs involuntarily bucked when Claire's eager mother began to lick her. Soon, Stephanie began to enjoy the experience, and moaned softly at the 32-year-old's tender ministrations.
Claire was clearly no stranger to performing cunnilingus. Her skilled tongue danced rapidly in-an-out of the teenager's obliging pussy.
Now moaning deeper, Stephanie raised her head to see Gia's mother between her thighs, her blonde hair shaking in all directions as she vigorously tongue-fucked her daughter's best friend, and penetrated the first-time lesbian teen with her adept fingers.
Soon, Stephanie's young body began to shake and quake. "Jeez, what was that?" The young teen asked.
With a beaming smile, Claire crawled atop the youngster's lean body. Kissing Stephanie on the lips, Gia's mother explained, "You just experienced your first orgasm, honey." Stephanie smiled back at her mature lover, offering her now-avid tongue as the age-different pair French-kissed.
Taking complete control over the junior high school girl, Claire made love to the 13-year-old from a variety of sexual positions as the afternoon wore on. Claire was very aware that Danny Tanner was scheduled to pick up his young daughter at 6:00 p.m., and carefully monitored the clock next to her bed.
At last, Claire proffered her blondish-brown-haired pussy to the 8th grade girl. Wordlessly, Stephanie repositioned her body until her face was inches away from Gia's mother's inviting pussy. "Are you ready for this, honey?" Claire asked.
The 32-year-old received her answer when Stephanie's ravenous tongue assailed her pussy. While Stephanie's love-making was amateurish, the junior high school girl more than made up for it with energy and enthusiasm.
Reaching down for Stephanie's blonde tresses, Claire pushed the young girl's impassioned face deeper into her mature pussy.
Eventually, looking at the clock, Claire had to reluctantly called things off. The woman and girl silently dressed. Stephanie wished that she could have spent the night with Gia's amorous mother.
At promptly 6:00 p.m., Stephanie's dad arrived at Gia's apartment to drive his young daughter home. Claire and Danny greeted each other awkwardly. Their brief relationship hadn't lasted long, but neither wanted their break up to affect their daughters, who were best friends.
Danny never noticed that Gia was not at home.
On the drive home, Stephanie nervously wondered if her dad could tell that something was amiss? "How was your day, Steph?" Her cheerful dad genially asked. "It was a lot of fun," Stephanie genuinely answered, remembering Claire's eager tongue lapping at her blonde-haired pussy.
Later, back at school, Gia had concocted a plan. Realizing that there would never be a time when Stephanie's house was completely empty, Gia knew that her mother occasionally worked at the diner on weekends to augment her meager paycheck.
Gia had to know in advance when her mother would be gone. With the two Jennifer's being inseparable, Gia planned to invite both 8th grader girls to her apartment.
The 14-year-old was unsure if Jennifer S's flirting was sincere, or some perverse game, Gia wanted to close the deal one way or another, "It's time for Jennifer S. to put up or shut up," Gia said to Stephanie.
"If they're really up for it," Gia added, "You can fuck Jennifer P. while I let the other Jennifer go down on me." Stephanie was willing to do Gia's bidding. She felt guilty that she had secretly had sex with Gia's mother. Besides, Jennifer P. was kind of cute, in a pixyish way.
The End.
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