Jodie's Slaves Part Three - Sex Stories

Jodie's Slaves Part Three

... strange feeling in the room when I came back with the popcorn. And the smell of ben gay.

“Mom? Have you pulled your shoulder again?” I wondered.

“No. Just some aches and pains from too much lifting in the barn.” She smiled and I moved closer to her on the couch, leaning against her and sharing the popcorn as Jodi started the movie again. In spite of everything I had learned today, she was still Mom. And I wanted to comfort her.

Jodi turned, kicking off the blanket that covered her and took a handful of popcorn.

“Thanks, Julie,” she said and her look went right through me. I realized she had never been part of something like this before. She lay back down, but forgot to replace the blanket. Her lace panties were clearly visible under her tee shirt, barely covering her ass. I remembered touching her there the last time we were together and felt my nipples harden.

Barb

Jodi was playing with me. She was playing with us both. I knew it, even if Julie didn’t. Julie still thought she was her best friend...and maybe it was true. She was still playing with us both. But it was working. I couldn't help staring at her lace covered ass as the women on the screen writhed together in cocoons of silk. The ben gay burned into my flesh and made my arousal almost unbearable. Hiding it was even worse...and I knew Jodi was not finished.

When the protagonist of the movie actually kissed her love interest, I was so worked up that my breath actually stopped in my throat. At that ...

... moment the vibe stopped and started. Step 2 was clamping my nipples under the blanket. I fluffed it up when I pulled up my knees to make a tent over my chest. First then left one. The new clamps were not adjustable and I nearly cried out but managed to cover it with a little coughing sound. I was more ready for the right one but it hurt no less knowing what was coming.

The movie played on as we were all mesmerized by the talent and acting and almost surreal sexuality of the women in love. Soon after that came the last off and on cycle telling me to put two clothes pins on each labia. I did it with shaking hands as I stared at the screen as if in a trance and doing it by feel and sheer will to not let Julie feel me shaking on the couch.

Then in a slight lull near the end of the movie Jodi turned to look at Julie. “Hey sweetie, come lay here with me to catch the end.”

Jodi

Julie scrambled off the couch and settled next to me on the blanket. In the guise of grabbing popcorn and making sure she had her drink, I managed to pull up her shirt so her panties were also visible to Barb behind us. I put my arm around her and curled my leg under hers so we were intertwined. Then I turned the vibe up full blast.

The tiniest whimper escaped Barb. I distracted Julie while commenting on the end of the movie.

“I love the way, instead of just walking the white line to prove she was not driving drunk, she did a whole balance beam routine! So hot! And even the cop in the movie ...