Chapter 15 - Son puts mom in her place
Barbie watched as Jay's partner practically fucked him right there in front of everyone and he seemed to be enjoying it so much that he did not even notice her dancing right behind him. When the song ended Jay went back to their table but when Barbie's partner politely thanked her for the dance and started to walk away she did not let go of his hand pulling him tight against her for the next song.
If Jay liked a woman grinding her pussy against a hard dick two could play that game. The music started, a slow seductive melody, the lyrics sexually suggestive; Barbie moved in front of their table where Jay was sure to see her.
Until now Jay had forgotten about the egg inside Barbie's pussy and him having the remote, when he sat down after dancing with the redhead his hand brushed against the small plastic box in his pocket; he discreetly pulled it out and placed it on the table under his hand.
Barbie pulled the top of her dress open baring her large breasts to her dance partner, of course he did not object; nor did he have a problem with her placing his hands on her exposed tits. She then pulled her dress up around her waist and began grinding her naked pussy directly against the growing bulge in the front of her partner's slacks.
Jay saw the smirk on Barbie's face when she looked at him as she dry-humped the man in front of her. Jim and Karen had no idea the reason Barbie was putting on such an erotic show beside the table; but Jay knew all too well what she was doing and why.
Her simulated sex act grew even more lewd as Jim and Karen cheered her on, then Jay pressed the button on the remote control. Barbie nearly fell, if she had not had her arms around her partners neck she would have went to the floor.
Jim and Karen stopped urging her on fearing Barbie was in pain by the expression on her face. Karen turned to Jay expecting him to rush to Barbie's aid; they were surprised to see him sitting calmly, smiling mischievously.
"Jay, aren't you going to help her?"
"No, she will be ok; just watch" and Jay showed Karen what was hidden beneath his hand.
Karen smiled, "Oh, you're a naughty boy; I like it!"
Karen turned back to watch what happened next, she tapped Jim on the shoulder pointing toward Barbie "Keep watching, this should be good."
Barbie was no longer grinding against her partner; instead she was using his shoulders for support; her thighs were clamped tightly together with a grimace on her face. Jay tapped the button again.
Barbie's legs buckled, her hands slid off her partner's shoulders grabbing his waist as she went to her knees. Her face was at the same level as his hard cock which was straining against the front of his slacks, she would have been staring at it; that is if she could have opened her eyes. She actually placed her forehead against the bulge as she moved her hips in a humping motion responding to the stimulation from the egg inside her.
Jim asked Karen what was happening and when Karen whispered in his ear he smiled as he turned his attention back to Barbie's strange gyrations on the dance floor. Jay pressed the button a third time and Barbie went to her hands and knees; her exposed tits hanging from her chest, her dress still around her waist as she flashed her bare ass and quivering pussy to everyone behind her.
Her head was down and she moved her hips back and forth as if an invisible man was fucking her from behind. Barbie looked at Jay, her eyes pleading with him to stop the sexual torture; but he wanted to make sure she learned her lesson. He clicked the button a fourth time switching the egg to its most intense setting; it was like a rocket went off in Barbie's cunt.
Everyone stopped what they were doing staring at Barbie; she screamed as a powerful orgasm caused her arms to collapse, her D tits hit the floor. There was no doubt what was happening to the woman with pink hair wearing the sexy blue mini-dress; she was having an earthshaking orgasm in front of everyone on the dance floor.
Karen told Jay he should stop but he responded "Just one more."
With the egg buzzing in her pussy Barbie rolled onto her back, her hand cupping her cunt as she screamed again from the second orgasm. Her breasts heaved on her chest as she struggled to breathe. Jay clicked the egg off and Barbie's body went limp. She lay on the floor, her legs spread wide; one hand still holding her spasming pussy the other thrown out to the side.
The on-lookers feeling the show was over started to applaud Barbie's explicit display of sexual pleasure. Jay put the remote in his pocket then went to assist Barbie off the dance floor, her legs were like rubber as Jay helped her to her feet; putting Barbie's arm around his shoulder he led her outside. Jay straightened her dress pulling it down over her ass as well as pulling the thin fabric over her breasts
"Jay, that was mean; you're an asshole."
"What you were doing with the man on the dance floor was uncalled for."
"I wasn't doing anything different than the redhead was doing with you; why is it ok for you and not for me?"
"Because I was not doing it for spite like you were; if you were doing it because you wanted too, because you wanted to put on a show then it would be a different issue. But you were doing it for revenge to get back at me."
"Jay, I was jealous; I remembered how you responded to my auburn wig and I was afraid you would have the same reaction to the sexy redhead. I was afraid you would leave me for her."
"Barbie, I thought you trusted me. Both of us have been playing and flirting all night; but what you did was wrong."
"I'm sorry Jay, it won't happen again."
"Oh, I don't mind if it happens again, I have to admit it was a pretty good show; but next time it better be for the right reasons."
"Oh, it won't happen again, I promise."
Then her regret turned to anger as she remembered how Jay had embarrassed her by making her orgasm... twice, in front of everyone! The alcohol gave her a false courage causing her to snap at Jay.
"But damn-it Jay, you didn't have to embarrass me like that. You're a fucking asshole; that was just plain mean."
Jay didn't say a word; he simply reached in his pocket and pressed the button on the remote. Barbie went to her knees in front of Jay; to anyone passing by on the street it looked like she was giving him a blowjob.
"Turn it off Jay, please turn it off!"
Still not saying anything Jay clicked the button again."
"Oh fuck Jay, I can't take it anymore. Damn-it, turn it off. It's not funny anymore."
"Do you see me laughing?"
"No, I don't."
"Then it must not be a joke huh?"
"Evidently not; please turn it off."
Barbie felt the vibrating pulse from the third setting; he over-sensitized cunt burst into orgasm.
"Oh god, I'm cumming again. Oh fuck, turn it off Jay, please turn it off."
But Jay was proving a point; he clicked the egg on the highest setting.
"Oh fuck Jay, I'm cumming again, I can't stop it, fuck, fuck, fuck!"
Barbie orgasmed two more times before she felt the egg stop vibrating; she was trying to catch her breath when she looked up at Jay. She started to say something but he cut her off.
"Obviously we need to set some ground rules; Barbie, I am in control. Don't ever talk to me like that again and don't ever pull a spiteful stunt like you did on the dance floor a few minutes ago. Consider this a warning and mild punishment to what will happen if you ever do this again; do you understand?"
Jay had never spoken to her this way before; she was stunned at how firm his voice was. He definitely got his point across that he was in control. The only response Barbie felt appropriate was...
"Yes Sir, I understand."
"Being a horny slut is one thing, I'm ok with that; but I will not tolerate a spiteful bitch. I thought you trusted me. At first I thought you were just playing, having fun, then when you looked at me I knew what you were doing and why. Unlike you I can control my urges; I wasn't going to do anything with the redhead except what you saw on the dance floor. I admit it, it was fun; everyone likes attention and knowing they are wanted, but what you did is unacceptable."
"I'm sorry Jay. I promised you would have a wonderful time and I ruined things again. I don't blame you if you hate me. You deserve better.'
"Barbie, I don't hate you, and I am having a wonderful time. Watching you submitting to the power of the remote was very exciting. And you're right, I deserve better; but I don't want anyone else, I want to be with you. I deserve better from you, there is no one better than you."
