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Jenni's Story - 5
by Brian_r_98 (brian_r_98@yahoo.com)
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Jenni continues her sexual education with her
girlfriend and her stepdad. (Mff, ped, bi, spank)
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Chapter 5 – Jim Watched, My New Toy, and Mom With Jim
The rest of the weekend was a blur. Mom gushed over how
much color I had in my cheeks, that the fresh air
obviously had done me some good.
'You should see my other cheeks,' I thought. "Yea, Mom,
we got a lot of fresh air." I headed off to my room, my
butt still burning but my pussy tingling. I knew a big
cum was in my immediate future. Belt-whipped or not,
and embarrassed at my naked-in-public escapades, I was
still horny, and I needed relief.
As I turned from speaking to mom I realized Jim wasn't
in the living room. When I got to the door of my room
and turned in, Jim was standing there inside. I almost
squeaked as I jumped in surprise.
"I'm going to watch you play with yourself." Jim had
that little smile on his face that I'd learned to be
nervous about. "I imagine you'll want to cum more than
once. I'm staying long enough to watch you with the
first one, and then I'll go."
I opened my mouth to protest. This was a private thing,
I didn't want an audience! Or did I...? Pussy got a
little wetter at the thought, "Um..." There I went
again, Little Miss Articulate.
"You know you were going to anyway. And it's not like
you get to choose, now, is it?" Oh, what a smug tone he
had. "You know you want me to watch. Don't you?" In
that moment I knew he was right... How did he KNOW
these things? "Go ahead, get undressed. It's not like I
haven't seen it before..."
That really made me blush. I must have looked like an
idiot freshly back from the beach, with a head-to-toe
sunburn. I slowly pulled off my top and tossed it on
the floor. My eyes locked with Jim's as I reached back
for the clasp on my bra. This was different, very
different, than either stripping for punishment from
Mom or the one time he'd made me dance for him. That we
were in the privacy of my own room, my space, made it
very, very weird.
The rest of my clothes came off in a blur. Without even
realizing it, I had climbed on the bed and settled on
my back. My legs fell open and I was displayed to him.
That Pussy was wet and I was excited was undeniable
from my swollen and glistening flesh. Even my wispy
little hairs were stuck together. Jim's eyes left mine
and locked on the oily gash between my legs.
I reached down with both hands. My left pulled the
sparse flesh away that protected my little clitty and
my right began a slow stroking of it. My hips lurched
upward at the delightful sensation, my breath catching,
shuddering. I was so worked up before I even started
that it only took a few minutes and I was hunching
upward, trying to push my pelvis all the way to the
ceiling fan. I lay back, catching my breath and slowly
twirling my finger.
Jim smiled at me and threw a paper bag on the bed that
bounced hard enough to verify there was something in
the bag. "This will make the next one easier. Have fun
with it. Next time you can show me how much you enjoy
my little present." And he left my room.
To try and say I wasn't curious about what was in the
bag would be like trying to say I wasn't a girl. The
final "snick" of my door latching was still sounding as
I moved across the bed and grabbed the bag. I unrolled
the top of it and reached in and found... a what? A
rubber cock?
Jim had given me a dildo! I'd heard of them – some of
the older girls at school talked about them and some of
the photographs in the magazines I'd seen at Jessica's
house had women using them. I knew what it was for.
I returned to my comfortable spot on the pillow, legs
splayed open again, but with this rubber cock in my
hand. It couldn't have been more than six inches long,
and while it wasn't skinny, it wasn't fat and
grotesque, either. Maybe twice the size of the cigar
tube Jessica and I had used. I thought it was kind of
cute, with its little balls and... a suction cup? What
was that for?
Suddenly I had a vision my jamming that suction cup
against the side wall in the shower and me hunching
over in front of it, impaling Pussy on it again and
again and again... I closed my eyes and settled back.
This next one was going to be more fun as I grasped the
shaft in one hand and tweaked open my pussy lips with
the other. Like it was made to be there, the dildo slid
in, catching only briefly in the tightness of my pussy
entrance. In a moment or so I was feeling the fullness,
shafting myself rapidly, and rubbing my clit at the
same time. The cum that was building in my groin was
the biggest I'd ever felt, bigger even than with Jim
staring at Pussy.
I think I used the rubber cock twice more. Pussy was
very sore after that and I set it down to work my way
through one last release. This one needed to be soft
and gentle, like the ones Jessica and I did for each
other.
As I thought of her a grin spread across my face. I had
this vision of showing Jessica my new toy and offering
her a use of it. Pussy got wetter. I was playing a
movie in my brain of what that would look like.
Suddenly I understood what Jim had in mind...he wanted
to watch Jessica, too!
Now Pussy was a lot wetter and my hips were hunching up
again, and I could feel this freight train rumbling
through my gut and exploding out my clit. I held by
breathe and tightened every muscle in my body. I was
arched so high only my head and my curled back toes
were on the bed. I swear my clit exploded. I expected
to open my eyes and see it in limp, bleeding bits. But
it wasn't.
That last cum really took it out of me. Here it was,
not even dinnertime yet, and I was exhausted from my
sexual workout. I must have dozed off, still on my back
with my legs spread wide. A knocking sound pulled me
back up into reality – someone was gently tapping at my
door.
"Jenni...Jenni? Are you awake?" Mom's voice filled me
with panic as I frantically rearranged my suddenly
uncooperative legs to slide under the covers, hiding
the rubber cock as I pulled them up to cover my
nakedness.
"Mom? Yea, I'm awake. I must have dozed off. That fresh
air made me tired, I think." Whew. If she'd just turned
the doorknob and walked in.
"Dinner will be ready in about a half hour. Do you have
any clothes for the laundry? I'm getting ready to put
in a load. Bring it to me, would you?" Her footsteps
receded up the hallway.
I pulled myself out of bed and went to my dresser,
pulling out one of my extra long t-shirts that I like
to sleep in. I no more than had the t-shirt in my hand
when my bedroom door suddenly opened. It scared the
crap out of me!
"Well?" Jim's expectant voice only wanted to know one
thing, and I knew it.
"Three times with my new friend, all on my back," I
said, "and again without it. I think the last one was
best of all." I smiled as I picked up my new toy. "It's
all gooey now. Should I just wash it?"
Jim smiled. "You're probably pretty gooey, too. I'll
keep your mother distracted. You go take a shower and
come out dressed for dinner."
I reached for my t-shirt and pulled it over my head as
I headed to the bathroom, then turned back to retrieve
my toy. Jim stopped me at the door and then tugged at
my t-shirt.
"You don't need that to walk down to the bathroom. I
told you I'd keep your mother distracted. Take it off."
The look on his face told me there was only one option.
I pulled my t-shirt back up and tossed it on the bed.
So, once again, I was naked standing next to Jim. It
seemed odd to have my toy in my hand, more so than when
I was clothed.
"From now on, unless you are certain your mother will
see you or you're headed out to join us, clothes are
not allowed for you. Sleep naked, walk to and from the
bathroom naked. You'll get used to it." And he turned
and walked out, headed for the front of the house. The
washer and dryer were in a room off the garage, and Jim
was obviously headed to do just as he said, keep Mom
distracted.
The shower felt wonderful on my tired body. I washed my
new toy carefully. I was tempted to try it out against
the shower wall, even checked out the suction cup
action. Worked perfectly, but I didn't feel I had
enough time to really enjoy it. I was pretty sore, too.
It would have to be a couple of days before Pussy would
be ready for this particular visitor again.
I was done my shower quickly and dried off. It felt
strange to not have clothes right there to put on and I
was smiling to myself as I walked back down the hall in
all my naked glory. I put the rubber cock in an old
shoe box in a corner of my closet, half hidden by my
winter jacket that I really didn't need as the seasons
changed.
After I was dressed in pajama pants and that same t-
shirt Jim had talked me out of earlier, I grabbed my
dirty clothes from earlier and headed down the hall
towards the front of the house and the laundry room. I
guess I took less time in the shower than Jim had
planned, because I could hear Mom's moans before I ever
got there. I crept forward as quietly as I could and
saw that the door to the laundry room was open a bit.
Through the doorway I could see Mom bent over the
washing machine, her slacks and panties around her
knees, and Jim behind her, pumping his cock into her.
At first I thought he was "just" fucking her. After a
moment or two I realized he had his cock up her ass!!
I could hear Jim's voice, taunting my mother. "You like
a cock up your ass, don't you? You like it best when
you're tied up, too. Don't you?" Tied up? What did he
mean?
Just then Jim shifted, revealing my mother's arms, tied
at wrist and elbow by what looked like a bathrobe cord.
Mom moaned as she lifted herself on her toes and thrust
her ass back at Jim's pumping cock.
Pussy was wet all over again. I knew I shouldn't stay.
I knew I shouldn't watch this happening. I knew it was
a "private moment" that I shouldn't intrude upon. But I
couldn't have left if the house was on fire. I had to
see this.
Never in my imagination had I thought a cock would fit
in an ass. Jim had fingered me there, but not as a
primary effort, only as part of the larger event of
touching me all over after a spanking. But to push a
cock up there? Make things go in the opposite direction
of... well, of the... you know... That's just an exit,
isn't it? Except now Jim was showing me... yea, somehow
I knew he was doing this for my benefit...what else I
could be doing with my body. Suddenly I had a vision of
me, on my bed on my knees, pumping myself with my
rubber cock, but into my ass, not my pussy!
I was weak-kneed as I pulled my thoughts out of
dreamland. I dropped my dirty clothes on the floor
outside the laundry room and went back through the
kitchen into the living room. Now I was at least two
rooms away and couldn't hear anything. I picked up the
remote and turned on the TV, hoping to find something,
anything, to take my mind off what I'd seen.
After a few more minutes Jim came through living room,
his pants only partially done up, but everything
covered. I kept my eyes off him, trying to pay
attention to the mindless show I'd found.
He slowed as he passed. "Did you enjoy the show? I did
that for your benefit..."
Even though I'd suspected it, to hear him brazenly
acknowledge it left me stunned. I'm sure I looked like
a fish waiting for a bug, mouth all hanging open. Jim
slowed and turned back to look at me.
"I think I wore your mother out. She said she'll do the
laundry tomorrow afternoon. Dinner will be ready in a
few minutes." He turned again but stopped immediately.
"Don't forget to invite Jessica over when you see her
on Monday. Any day is fine, whatever you can work out."
Just as he disappeared down the hall mom called out,
"Dinner's ready!"
I jumped up and then just as suddenly I froze in place.
I'd jumped up to escape the information Jim had dumped
on me, but realized that fleeing to the kitchen would
take me to the reason for that information.
I took a deep breath and shook out my nerves and walked
to the kitchen with a I-hope-this-looks-sincere smile
on my face. Mom was at the kitchen counter filling
glasses as I sat at the table. She'd already put the
food out. "Go ahead and start, I'll be there in a
moment."
While she was still putting the drink container away
Jim returned. He walked right up to my mother and
nuzzled her ear. "Hi June... Here, let me take those
glasses for you." Without waiting for a response, he
grabbed them and brought them to the table. My milk
glass was the middle of three and I helped him extract
it from his grip on the others.
Dinner was more quiet than usual. Mom asked a couple of
her usual semi-prying questions about my life. Jim
smiled at her obviously nervous attempt to make
conversation. He told of a guy at work who had fallen
from an upper walkway and landed on a sharp object,
puncturing the butt muscle. He kept using the phrase
"poked in the ass," and every time he did mom jumped a
little. He must have said it three or four times and it
got funnier to me every time he did.
I finished my dinner first and asked to be excused so I
could go call Jessica about homework from Friday. I
also planned on asking her when she could come over
after school next week. Mom was intent on her meal as I
walked behind her with my dishes, bringing them to the
sink. Jim caught my eye and made a lifting motion with
both his hands. I instantly knew what he wanted.
After I put the dishes in the sink I lifted the hem of
my t-shirt until it was above my boobs. Impishly, I
grinned and shook my torso and made my boobs bounce.
Jim made a funny noise and almost lost it, and mom
looked up at him funny, but he was suddenly intent on
taking another swallow of his drink. He looked at mom,
"Swallowed wrong. Fine now."
I gave him a wide berth as I walked past him on my way
back to my room. Somehow I knew it was going to be a
long week.
To be continued...
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.
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