Jodie's Slaves Part One - Sex Stories

Jodie's Slaves Part One

... was getting to me. But mostly it was her face in my chest and how it was sending shivers of profound lust spreading over me and my pussy was getting damp. I felt a humiliation that washed over me and it only made it worse!

I didn't know what to say other than, “Jodi i’m so sorry. I had no idea. If I looked at you or said anything that makes you feel uncomfortable I am soo sorry!”

My wet and stiff nipple nearly throbbed with my racing heartbeat and in rhythm with the throbbing quickly building between my legs. I was so ashamed of myself for being turned on at such a time!

She shifted uncomfortably beneath me and I knew it was only half guilt and shame. Her heartbeat right underneath my ear had sped up and her nipple just next to my lips was harder than ever. I turned it up a notch.

“No, I am sorry,” I said, making very sure to speak loudly enough and angle my head just so that every word vibrated against her nipple. “You had no way to know. And I am so comfortable with you now. You have been so kind and generous and I know it is not because you want anything from me, like those men did. I mean, you are a woman. It really makes me so comfortable and secure knowing you couldn’t possibly want...that...from me.” I sat up and looked into her eyes, and a brave, tearful smile on my face, “I mean, it’s silly, right?”

As ashamed as I felt and as aroused as I was I still did not want to see myself like that man who wanted to use her. “ Jodi, I promise I would never want ...

... to take advantage of you like that. I have nothing but respect and admiration of you in my heart. I want nothing more than to make you feel safe and happy and respected. To make you feel good. To give you nothing but love and affection”

What had I said? Was I falling in love with this girl or was it just my shame talking?

Jodi

I smiled inside, where she couldn’t see. Love and affection, huh? You will give me a lot more than that, Barb. I said to myself.

I leaned in, wrapping my arms around her neck and kissed her lips. It was a chaste kiss, no more than a six year old would give, lips tightly closed, quick peck, but in her state it had to be devastating! Then I put my head on her shoulder and spoke into her neck.

“Thank you, so much, Barb!” I didn’t stay there long, but my tongue, on the sound th, flicked out and brushed against her neck, right where people are usually so sensitive. I felt her shudder in my arms as I pulled away and fluffed my hair, standing up quickly as though I was deliberately shaking off sadness.

“No more sad talk today! I have found the best home and the best people anywhere! Come on, I will race you to the house!” I challenged happily, finally behaving as my age would normally dictate.

After the head spinning emotional events in the barn last night with my shame and guilt of being so turned on i could scream as Jodi laid her heart out there and it was all i could do was all i could to not bare my aching nipples and let her suck them ...