"C'mon, Jennifer," said Ben, as he led a Jennifer away from his new, improved, and confused mother. "Let's see what's on television." Ben had no intention of paying any serious attention to the television, but he enjoyed the pretense.
"Sure Ben," said Jennifer with a light chuckle. Jennifer wasn't in any way disturbed by what Ben did in front of his own mother, thanks to his wish that she be Okay with what he wanted to do. Jennifer suspected that they would be doing more than watching TV, but if that's all he wanted to do, it was fine by her. She did hope that she could suck on Ben's yummy cock again soon, though: she really enjoyed it last time, and his rod had been hard and happy for a while now.
Ben sat down on the couch, reached for the remote, and patted his right knee. Jennifer smiled and sat down on it, leaning back into his chest. Ben turned on the TV, not caring what channel was on: it turned out to be an old episode of "I Dream of Jeannie", which seemed oddly appropriate.
Ben set down the remote, and reached with his left hand to tweak Jennifer's nipple, causing her breath to catch just as Jane entered the living room.
Jane stopped and looked at Ben and Jennifer warily, still not sure what was going on after her mom's strange reaction during the incident in the hallway. She wasn't disapproving so much as she was thoroughly pushed off center. Ben smiled to himself --- he never had the nerve before, but now she wasn't so confident, now that *he* was the one acting in a sexual way around *her*.
"You're still naked," Jane pointed out.
"Yes we are," Ben confirmed. "Do you have a problem with it?"
Jane frowned. "It's not right," she said with a lot less conviction than in the hallway. "At least now you're just playing with her tits, but you shouldn't be naked." She turned to Jennifer. "Don't you care about what people might think of you?"
Jennifer shook her head. "Not since Ben told me it was alright," she said, matter-of-factly.
Ben smiled at his twin sister. "Come on, Jane, it's not like we're hurting anyone." He let his hand drift down to Jennifers' glistening opening on his knee. "The opposite, in fact."
Jennifer moaned loudly as Ben pinched Jennifer's clit, and writhed a little on his knee. Jane's eyes opened as wide as saucers as she saw Ben playing openly with Jennifer's cunt, then abruptly turned her head away. She seemed conflicted, as though she wanted to leave; but thanks to Ben's wish that she not avoid Ben and Jennifer, Jane wouldn't be going anywhere but to the love seat to watch TV (or try).
Jane finally walked to the love seat and sat down. She turned to look at Jennifer, daggers in her eyes. "You're a slut, you know that?"
Jennifer was not the least bit disturbed. "I'm just letting Ben ohhh. do what he wants to do. I don't see Mmmm. why I shouldn't."
Jane looked at Ben, her face painted with frustration at the unreasonableness of the people around her. Not seeing any sign of repentance or embarrassment, she did her best to turn to the television and watch the silly 1960's sitcom. In time, although she still flinched at some of the sounds of pleasure Jennifer was making, she seemed to have some success.
Ben decided it was time for the next phase. He wished that Jane would become increasingly distracted by anything sexual that he and Jennifer were doing, to the point that she couldn't look away for more than about four seconds at a time; and that she realize about once every two minutes that she was fixating on them. It was time to tease her as she had teased him.
It started slowly -- first, Jane gave a furtive glance sideways to look at Jennifer's crotch, looking immediately back to the TV. After about half a minute, another glance.
Ben smiled as he asked: "Are we distracting you, Jane?"
"Yes -- I mean no." Jane said quickly.
"Look, Jane," Ben started, at which point Jane immediately turned to look at Ben and Jennifer full on. What she saw was Ben, pupils dilated, staring back at her, and Jennifer lying back with her eyes glazed over, her chest thrust outward.
Jane's eyes zeroed in on Jennifer's breasts, and drifted down to Jennifer's pussy as Ben continued: "I know this is a bit unusual, but there's nothing wrong with it. Jennifer and I are just two healthy teenagers exercising our libidos."
"But you're doing it where everyone can see," Jane said to Jennifer's pussy. "It's perverted."
"It's perfectly natural," Ben said, having fun justifying his actions. "Bonobos do it in front of their family all the time. Besides, it's not like you never tell me all about writhing on some guy's fingers from school."
Jane's eyes went wide with the imagery. "That's different," she complained. "You, you're --- you ... " Jane shook her head and looked back at Ben's face.
"Jane," Ben teased, "if you can't pay attention, how can we have a decent conversation?" he chuckled at his choice of words, as he thought of how to torture Jane a little more. |