Jodie's Slaves Part Three - Sex Stories

Jodie's Slaves Part Three

... I was afraid I had gone too far and almost backed out but on that bed with her I knew I wanted to go for it. To kiss a girl. To kiss Jodie's perfect lips.

The pictures she had taken had me feeling incredibly sexy. That bed and room and how I looked hot in her little dress that was sometimes just just half on me. Fuck it was so exciting for her to see me like and take pictures of me posing so sexy. I wanted to look sexy in her eyes. She is so so hot ! My mind flashed images of her on the bed as she posed for me. The looks on her face. The curves of her body. The warm confidence she carries. The way I could imagine a big sister would be. Better than a big sister, an older girlfriend. I wanted to be her girl.

My orgasm neared as my fingers worked my pussy. Images of Jodi nakes as we kissed on that big bed under the cover of the drapes, our secret word of kissing and love and touching, sucking, licking, kissing. Hands and fingers exploring….I erupted into the best and longest orgasm of my life.

When I recovered, I realized I was also late for gymnastics.. Damn it! I jumped up, forcing my weakened knees to do their job and showered as quickly as I could before calling a distracted goodbye to anyone in the house and running out the door.

Barb

As soon as Julie left, Jodie said she had something to show me in her bedroom. I knew she and Julie had made some drapes for the bed. They were really proud of themselves and I could hardly wait to see it.

We were alone in ...

... the house, so Jodi made me strip in the kitchen and blindfolded me with a dish towel and the sash to my robe. She had tied it around my eyes and then down to my neck, looping it forward so she could use the trailing end as a leash, of sorts.

It was intimidating being led, blindfolded and naked through my own house. The carpet under my feet told me we had entered the living room. Jodi turned me slightly.

“The camera, Barb, it is right in front of you, what do you do?” she said, her tone playful, but firm. I was expected to perform. Before I could second guess myself, I reached up and took my own nipples between my fingers, twisting them savagely until I cried out in pain. “Good girl.”

She tugged again on the leash and I followed obediently. She led me carefully up the stairs. My whole body was tense with anticipation and fear that Julie would have forgotten her leotard or Bill would suddenly decide to come home for lunch.

She stopped me in front of what had to be her door...we had turned right at the top of the stairs. It was the only room in this direction.

“Wait here,” she ordered. I heard a scraping sound and smelled sulfur. Was she lighting candles? After a few moments, she stood in front of me again.

“Okay, Toy, open your eyes,” I obeyed, but discovered I was not looking at the room. Jodi had the laptop in front of my eyes and all I could see was Julie, posing seductively at the foot of the bed in a dress...Jodi’s dress...that was all but falling off her! ...