Kelly's Mom - Sex Stories

Kelly's Mom

... again.

“Okay, Kelly, you guys still with me?”

“Oh, yeah, babe. We're ready on this end, and excited! Mommy here is anxious to see her baby girl again. Aren't you, mommy-slut?”

Kelly appeared on Evie's monitor as they switched feeds, and the blonde-haired teen swiveled the webcam again to show Brenda beside her, still bound with soft ropes. The mother's face was a mask of need, but Evie could see her eyes looking anxiously into the camera. She was unable to move but only a simple scarf used as a cleave gag. They wanted her able to hear her garbled speech as she watched her daughter's abuse on-camera

“Where's Vicki?” Brenda asked in a shrill muffled voice. “Is she okay? Baby?”

Evie chuckled. “Don't worry, Mommy. She's doing just fine. She's already gotten to cum three times this morning. I swear,” she said, grinning, “she's addicted to that thing! I mean, fuckin' ADDICTED!”

Evie switched feeds again, and suddenly Vicki was there on Kelly's monitor. The girl stood with legs apart. She wore nothing but high heels, with pig-tails on each side of her cute young face. Her arms stretched upward, bound at the wrists and hanging from a single rope passing through an O-ring above, routed through a block and tackle and tied off. Her sparsely furred pubic area displayed the bright pink end of a Lush2 vibrator hanging out, the only area of color on her body.

That would soon change.

Brenda's voice was stifled but strident. “Oh my god, is she okay? Vicki? Mommy's ...

... here, baby. You're okay, right?” In a pleading tone she added “ Do this for them. Mommy needs you to do this.”

Vicki didn't speak, but nodded her head twice.

“I love you, baby. Mommy's here”

Evie cut the audio, shaking her head. 'Good God! The barn was only 150 feet from where she and Kelly were, in the house. You'd think they were in different countries!'

“Okay, kids, we can have mommy/daughter bonding time later,” she said over Brenda's still-moving lips. “We need to get up and running. Kel, is she alright with this?”

“She's good, sweetie. I promised her she 'might' get to cum if she plays nice and keeps Vicki focused. Right, Mommy-slut?”

Evie saw Brenda stop talking and nod contritely, her eyes closed. The promise of an orgasm was obviously as much on her mind as her daughter's; perhaps more so, since she hadn't had a climax in two days. Kelly had been teasing her constantly. With only a week of training as lesbian slave the gorgeous MILF was definitely broken at this point, and had come to regard the label of “Mommy-slut' as something to be proud of, it seemed. She'd admitted to Kelly that it made her wet every time she heard it. Her depravity had come to define her, Evie thought.

“Okay, it's noon. Time to go live,” she announced. “Places, everyone.” Evie looked at Becca, who quickly took up the crop as she began to count down.

“Three, two, one...”

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