Jodie's Slaves Part One - Sex Stories

Jodie's Slaves Part One

... and ravage them.

I felt I had been worse than the man who wanted to use her. But i had not and would not treat her that way and would do everything in my power to resist acting out no matter how much I wanted to take things beyond the erotic flirting we had been doing. I was so relieved she seemed to shake it off with a smile.

She easily outran me to the house. Even in doing that she had still found a way to toy with me but letting me get ahead then passing me with a playful but hard slap on the ass she ran past. I was clearly no match for her physically and she seemed to enjoy making that clear.

I called the girls down for a late breakfast the next morning after Bill left. I had made pancakes, eggs, bacon and fruit and rushed them down before the eggs got cold. I quickly realized that was a mistake when first Jodi came down in her tee shirt and skimpy shorts and almost instantly my panties were beginning to get damp. Her unruly long hair and clean young face and sly smiles was all it took to send me off into a state of nearly humiliating arousal. As many times as I had seen Julie and her cute little friends changing for swimming or laid out on blankets in tees and panties watching movies up in the big room that was now Jodi's, I had never been like this. Like a woman with a sick lust for a teenage girl. That was bad enough. To my utter and total devastation it only got worse when my step daughter Julie came down in her cute and very skimpy “hello kitty” sleep shirt ...

... with only panties on under it!

Jodi

I caught Barb’s look when I came down...and I caught it when Julie entered the kitchen. Really? I thought. Let’s play with that.

I caught Julie around the hips and used suprise and my greater strength to pull her arms behind her back with one trapped under the other. The hold and my firm grip was something she could not get out of, but she wasn’t really trying, we had played such games before. Holding and supporting her with one arm I pulled her a little sideways to me and facing her mom and held her for a moment to let it sink in to Barbara just how much control I had over Julie at that moment. Then using my free hand to reach under her cute little top, I lifted it to expose her panties and belly to her step mom for a good, long look at her sweet daughter in the grasp of a bigger, stronger girl.

“Oooh! Bellybutton!” I squealed, tickling her stomach where it showed beneath her shirt. Julie giggled and screeched. The succulent morsel tried hard to escape my grasp as she strained and twisted while laughing from the forced tickles.

“Stop, stop! I am going to pee my pants!” she laughed.

“You are in a good mood,” she noticed when I released her. Barb had said nothing, and did not move the entire time. I grinned to myself, sitting down at the table.

Barb

“Oh wow pancakes and bacon! My favorite!” Julie said with glee. Mom you are the greatest she said and gave me a big warm hug not unlike a thousand times before. Julie was ...