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Jenni's Story - 7
by brian_r_98 © 2009

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Jenni's stepdad tricks Jenni's friend and all three 
play together. (Mff, ped, reluc, mast, bd)

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Chapter 7

Jim came in the kitchen door with a bag of groceries 
in his arms. Jessica and I were at the kitchen table 
with our books spread out across the surface. Math was 
the current subject of study and Jessica was 
struggling.

Jim's greeting was lost in Jessica's continuing 
complaint that she just didn't understand what we were 
doing. I don't think it even registered with her that 
Jim had walked through the door.

After putting the groceries on the counter, Jim walked 
over to where Jessica was sitting and leaned over her 
homework. Jessica stiffened as he got close, throwing 
a furtive and very guilty look at me. It was as if she 
was worried that he would know what we'd done earlier.

"Right here," Jim said. "Here is where you made your 
mistake. Look..." Jim pulled a sheet of scrap paper 
closer and took the pencil from Jessica's unfeeling 
hand. As he rewrote the problem on the sheet of paper, 
he began to explain. "You didn't do the arithmetic 
incorrectly, you set up the problem wrong to start. 
See, when you..."

I let his voice drone as I watched Jessica be nervous 
next to him. Jim was a gentleman to her, at least at 
first. After a couple of minutes, though, he had his 
hand on her shoulder. She looked uncomfortable and Jim 
looked like he was enjoying her discomfort. He even 
looked up and winked at me.

Jessica's face changed in an instant. "I get it! I see 
it! I see what you mean!! Oh, my god, no WONDER I've 
been getting these problems wrong. Ugh!! I can't 
believe I was so thick-headed. Thank you, Mr. Jim!" 
She beamed up at him as if he were some kind of math 
god, descended from on high just to help her.

Jim leaned in to hug her, his hand slipping from 
Jessica's shoulder to just below her arm. As he pulled 
her in, he moved his hand farther under her arm. And 
as he squeezed the side of Jessica's boob Jim looked 
up at me and winked again.

Jessica seemed oblivious to what Jim was doing, where 
his hand was. She was caught up in her "I got it!" 
moment. I smiled at her, and at Jim, doing my best to 
make it a double-meaning smile, a 'Gee, Jessica, good 
for you!' and a 'I saw that...' for Jim.

Jim straightened up and let go of Jessica. "I'm going 
to put on some comfortable clothes before making 
dinner. I'm tired of wearing these old work clothes. 
Be back in a minute."

Jessica and I went back to our homework. I didn't 
think anything of Jim's statement, although in the 
back of my mind I knew he rarely changed. In just a 
couple of minutes he was back, wearing and old pair of 
sweatpants, cut off above the knee and a t-shirt. But 
it was the sweatpants that caught my eye. They were a 
really old pair, very worn & the material getting 
thin. They were actually a bit small for him, not 
because he was fat, but more like he'd had them since 
before reaching full adult size. 

What was most noticeable was that Jim wasn't wearing 
any underwear. I could clearly see the outline of his 
cock pressing against the crotch of the material. I 
kinda hoped Jessica wouldn't notice, but I also knew 
he had picked them so he WOULD be noticed. He even 
made sure of it...

"Jessica? Which spaghetti sauce would you like? The 
Tomato-Basil and I'll put in some meatballs, or the 
Classic Meat Sauce?" He held up the two jars and 
turned to face her. I swear his cock twitched just as 
she looked up.

"Uh... The, uh, one, uh... add the meatballs." 
Jessica's face was as red as the sauce.

Jessica wasn't looking at Jim, at least not at his 
face. He had this polite smile on his face, but he was 
twitching his cock with about every other word. Her 
eyes never left his crotch. Jim's smile was one of 
silent triumph. He'd successfully shocked her without 
having to be obvious. I rolled my eyes at him as he 
glanced my way.

Dinner was relatively uneventful, if you don't count 
that Jim found every excuse to get up from the table – 
he forgot the grated cheese, he didn't put out the 
bread and butter (that took two trips), we needed 
refills on our drinks, then he needed a refill on 
his... Anything to get up and point his crotch in 
Jessica's general direction...

After dinner Jessica and I took care of the dishes. 
All we needed to do was rinse off the plates and 
silverware before putting them in the dishwasher. Jim 
had already put in the pots and pans and dropped a 
soap tablet in, so we started it, too.

Jim had a DVD movie started and suggested to Jessica 
that she call home and ask if she could stay for a 
movie and we'd drive her home. She was excited by the 
idea and her mom said yes after Jessica assured her 
mom that homework was done.

We were about a half-hour into the movie when Jessica 
announced she had to go to the bathroom and asked 
could we put the movie on pause. I said I had to go, 
too, and went down the hall with Jessica. I smiled at 
Jim as I followed Jessica out – I knew what he had 
planned.

When Jessica and I got back, Jim pressed the button on 
the remote, but what came up on the TV screen wasn't 
the movie we'd been watching. It was naked Jessica 
bouncing up and down on my rubber cock, suction cup 
stuck fast on the corner of the coffee table. Jim's 
smile was that same 'I'm hungry and you're a fresh 
piece of meat' look I'd first experienced the previous 
fall when mom had restarted the spankings.

Jessica was frozen in place as she watched the movie 
Jim had secretly made of her. Her blindfold and her 
own panting and moaning had prevented her from seeing 
or hearing Jim place the camera and tripod in front of 
her. The picture quality was amazing. Her nipples were 
sharply pointed, her pussy lips drooling girl juices, 
and the flush around her neck and chest were evidence 
of her pending orgasm. We watched the movie in 
silence, the sound muted, through Jessica's gut-
wrenching climax. Jim had faded the camera shot out as 
Jessica came down from that high.

"Well, Jessica, that was quite a show." Jim's voice 
cut through Jessica's shock like a buzz saw. I watched 
her jump and flinch. "Do you think your mother would 
like to see a copy of that? Or perhaps your 
father...?"

Jessica flinched and moaned in the pain of the mental 
torture Jim was inflicting on her. I saw in her eyes 
the very same fear and dread I realize had been in my 
own when Jim had started with me. I smiled as I 
realized I no longer dreaded what Jim would do. I was 
actually looking forward to his next little play.

"Jenni," said Jim, "go get your toy again. I'd like 
Jessica to do a repeat performance."

I popped up out of my chair and retrieved it from my 
room. I brought my handcuffs, too, just as Jim had 
instructed me earlier.

Jim stood up and crossed to where Jessica still sat, 
stunned. "Jessica. Jessica!" She looked up at Jim. "I 
look at it this way. Either you can play with us now 
or I can arrange for your mother to have a copy of 
what you just watched. If I have to send a copy, I 
think you know what kind of trouble you'll be in. Oh, 
sure, Jenni will catch some heat over it, too. You 
won't be friends anymore; I'll have to listen to your 
mother scream at me about how I'm not providing proper 
supervision... You know, a lot of heat but no real 
consequences for anyone but you."

Jim leaned in close to her. "So, are you going to 
stand up and remove your clothes, or not?"

I saw a tear on Jessica's cheek. I felt a little bad 
for her, but I also knew her tears were useless 
against Jim's relentless pressure. He'd get his own 
way, sooner rather than later. Jim reached out a hand 
and took hers from her lap, pulling on it to bring her 
upright.

She didn't really resist, she just didn't help. Jim 
would have none of that. He reached with the other 
hand and yanked on her pony tail, pulling her head 
back against her neck. "You WILL stand up, and I mean 
RIGHT now..."

Getting Jessica undressed again was a moment's work. 
Jim worked her blouse buttons and I unzipped her 
skirt. As her skirt fell to her feet and Jim worked 
her blouse off, I unsnapped her bra. Jim took delight 
in skinning down her panties. I licked the suction cup 
on the base of my rubber cock and slapped it into 
place on the corner of the coffee table. Gently I 
pulled on her hips as Jim pushed her from the front, a 
hand on each tit, the nipples caught between thumb and 
forefinger. When she reached the coffee table, the 
backs of her knees hit it and she started to sit. I 
held the rubber cock upright as she sat towards it, 
and with little effort it settled in, her pussy lips 
parting easily to take the solid girth of it. I pulled 
her hands behind her and snapped the handcuffs in 
place.

I think the noise of it snapped her out of her stupor. 
"Oh, god, what have I gotten myself into?"

"Well," said Jim, "we're still working out the details 
of that, but I'm sure you'll enjoy the time you spend 
with us."

Jessica needed no coaxing to pump herself up and down 
on the rubber cock. I swear she just started on her 
own, her breath becoming ragged almost at once. I 
moved around to her side and sat on the table next to 
her, bending into her to pull her erect nipple into my 
mouth and began sucking. Above me, Jessica's head 
rolled back. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Jim 
pushing his cutoff shorts down his legs, his now-hard 
cock an intimidating presence right next to me.

Jim's hand settled around his cock, skinning up and 
down the length of it. From Jessica's breathing I knew 
she wouldn't last long. Without any prodding from Jim 
I moved my hand down to the cleft between Jessica's 
legs. One finger twiddled her clit as her hips rose 
and fell on the rubber cock. Jim's stroking became 
more urgent until, with a muffled grunt, he spurt 
ropes of cum across Jessica, some of it splattering 
against my face, but most dripping to her thighs. 
Almost at the moment of impact of Jim's hot spunk onto 
her body Jessica grunted her own orgasm. I felt her 
stiffen as cum dripped from my cheek. I took my hand 
from her twitching groin and scooped up cum from her 
chest and smeared my fingers across her lips.

Jessica licked her lips and ran her tongue around her 
mouth, catching other smears of Jim's cum. I massaged 
the other streaks on her chest into her tits, 
concentrating on her nipples. I smiled in satisfaction 
as Jessica shuddered in orgasm, her hips grinding 
against the rubber cock invading her pussy. I saw her 
body jerk hard at least twice in the after-stages of 
what was likely the biggest orgasm of her life.

Jim tapped me on the shoulder and motioned me to move 
aside. He stepped in closer to Jessica and smeared his 
still-dripping cock on her cheek. She reacted to the 
touch by lifting her head and moving her mouth toward 
Jim's cock. I was speechless – she looked like she 
wanted to suck it!

Jim stepped back and squatted down in front of her, 
his right hand gently lifting her chin. "Jessica, look 
at me." He shook her chin back and forth. "Jessica!" 
Finally, her eyes fluttered open. "Welcome back, 
Jessica... Are you OK?"

A slight moan followed by a licking of her probably 
very dry, and cum-smeared!, lips and her eyes 
fluttered open. "Y-yea, I think so..." Her eyes came 
open farther and she looked around. She was still sunk 
onto the rubber cock and her hands still cuffed behind 
her. She looked Jim square in the eye. "You squirted 
stuff on me, from your... your... cock..."

"Yes, I did. And you liked it, didn't you?"

"Oh, god, yes, I did..."

"Good. Admit it Jessica, you belong to us now, don't 
you? We control you, and you want to do this again. 
Say it Jessica, say you want to be a naked teen slut 
for us..."

"Ohhhhhhhhhh... God, yes, I want to be naked, I want 
to be a slut, I want to be naked for you and Jenni... 
Ohhh... Make me do things, please, make me do things I 
don't even know about..."

I swear, she was working up to another orgasm just 
sitting on that rubber cock, squirming around, and 
listening to Jim's demands of her. 'Belong to us?' 
What did that really mean? Jim turned to me and told 
me what to do.

"Get her uncuffed, cleaned up, and dressed. Get her 
books collected, and we'll get her home. I have to get 
cleaned up, too. Be ready in fifteen minutes. If 
you're late, you both get a spanking."

My eyes shot open on that. Aside from the whipping in 
the woods, Jim had never laid a hand on me, and now he 
was promising a spanking for both Jessica and I. I 
pulled on Jessica's arm and got her mostly vertical. 
The rubber cock made a slurping sound as her pussy 
rose up off of it. There was girl goo on the corner of 
the table and dripping to the carpet. I had a lot to 
do to get both Jessica and myself cleaned up in only 
fifteen minutes.

"C'mon, girlfriend, let's get you into the shower. No 
hair washing, though, takes too long to dry. Let's go, 
wobbly legs, the key to the cuffs is in my room."

I trundled her out of the living room and down the 
hall, Jim right behind me heading to the master 
bedroom. In short order I had the cuffs off, her in 
the shower, and myself back to the living room to 
clean up. I knew I could shower in the morning if we 
ran out of time tonight. I got paper towels and a 
multi-purpose cleaner from the kitchen and took care 
of the most obvious mess. I gathered Jessica's clothes 
and brought them back to my room, then went and 
checked on her in the shower. She was dazed, just 
standing there, so I hurried her up by reaching in and 
shifting the water to almost cold. In a moment she was 
out and drying herself.

I went back to my room and brought her clothes to her, 
then returned to my room and got dressed in sweats and 
a t-shirt, no underwear. I went back through the 
living room and double-checked my cleaning, then on to 
the kitchen and made sure Jessica's books were ready 
to go. I looked up as Jessica emerged from the 
hallway, fully dressed, and Jim only a few paces 
behind her.

Jim's faced changed to that devious look I know too 
well. "Jessica, did you put your panties back on?"

Jessica came to a halt. "Uh, yes, Mr. Jim."

"Well, take them off. There is a no-panties rule in 
this house. Jenni, come hold her skirt up so we can 
watch her take them off."

I moved to Jessica's side and turned her slightly to 
face Jim, then lifted her skirt from the sides. Even 
from mostly behind her I could see the blush on her 
face as her hand reached up to the waistband of her 
panties and slowly moved them down.

"Crap, girl! I just finished watching you stuff a 
rubber cock in your pussy and saw you lick my cum from 
your lips. Why are you so skittish about panties?"

Jessica blushed even deeper as she finished pushing 
them down, stepping out of them when they hit her 
ankles.

Jim pointed at the panties on the floor. "Put them in 
your purse to take home. On the ride to your house 
you'll ride in the front with me, your skirt up and 
your legs spread so I can look at your pussy if I 
want. Jenni, you ride in the back seat. And I KNOW 
you're not wearing underwear, are you? You're well 
trained, aren't you?"

"No sir, no underwear." I lifted my t-shirt above my 
boobs with one hand and pushed my sweatpants down 
enough to show my light-colored pubic peach fuzz.

"Good girl. Let's go." And so, off we went into the 
night to take Jessica home.

On the way back Jim had me ride in front, my 
sweatpants off and tossed to the back seat. He reached 
over and played with my peach fuzz and even twiddled 
my clit a little. I was very hot and bothered by the 
time we got home.

Jim reached to the back seat, grabbed my sweatpants, 
and handed them to me along with the house key. "Go 
unlock the door. I have to put the trash cans at the 
curb for tomorrow morning."

As I shut the car door Jim turned to me and spoke 
again. "I want you naked, handcuffed, and bouncing on 
the rubber cock on the coffee table by the time I get 
inside. We have one hour before your mother gets home. 
You'd best hurry..." And he turned away.

I smiled to myself. I think I like my life a lot just 
now...

Continued in part 9...

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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is 
meant as an erotic fantasy not depicting anything in 
real life. Anyone acting out such scenarios in "real 
life" can look forward to many unproductive years 
getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their 
local prison system.
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