“Here it is,” she said, holding the phone out to her. “What are you doing with them?”
“Don’t worry about it. We’ll show you later, and I promise, you’ll love it!” she laughed lightly, pushing her friend toward the doorway. “Now go do whatever you were doing in the kitchen, I’ll be with you in a minute.”
She waited till Tracy turned the corner into the kitchen, and setup the last phone quickly, then put it in the place she’d already picked out. When she was satisfied it was positioned right, she turned and looked around the room again. The phones were out of eyeshot unless you were looking for them, but they each had a clear view of a section of the room. No matter what happened, one of them would catch it and record it.
Smiling happily, she skipped out of the room, putting a straight look on her face as she strolled into the kitchen and leaned against one of the counters, trading small talk with Tracy.
A few minutes later, Phil knocked on the back door, then opened it and stuck his head in.
“Hi!” he said, “Am I too late for the party?”
Kyle did a double take when his friend showed up. He didn’t have any idea of what to expect now. He was starting to worry that he wasn’t going to get to fuck Lois today after all.
Phil was surprised to see Kyle, but didn’t let his presence bother him. He figured the two horny mother’s had planned it like this, and decided to just go with the flow.
“So, have you eaten anything yet, Phil?” Tracy asked as she moved around the kitchen, setting out snacks and pulling bottles out from under the counter. “I can make you something real easy if you want.”
“No, that’s okay, Mrs. Harris.” he said, blushing slightly.
He looked over at his mother. She just grinned and nodded at him.
“I had shaved beaver with whipped cream for breakfast.”
Tracy laughed, throwing Lois a meaningful look, and went back to setting up the bar.
“Oh, you should let my mom make the margaritas. She makes ‘em killer!” he added casually.
Kyle had just taken a sip of his drink, and coughed harshly, spraying coke all over the front of his shirt.
“Dude, seriously?” he asked, when he’d recovered well enough to speak. “You too?”
Phil nodded, grinning at him. They bumped fists and started to move into the living room to trade stories.
Phil looked at his mother over Kyle’s shoulder, and gave her a thumbs up sign behind his back.
Lois nodded and smiled, glad that she had done everything right. Before the boys could leave the room, she spoke up.
“Kyle?” Lois said softly.
“Yeah, Mrs. Parker?” he said turning to look at her.
“Okay, first off, I’m Lois, and she’s Tracy. Enough of this Mrs. bullshit!”
She looked over at her son.
“You still call me Mom.”
“Ditto,” Tracy said behind her.
She stepped over and stood in front of him, her firm, apple sized tits pressing into his chest. She looked up into his face, smiling slyly. “And second, your mom says you’ve got a really big dick. Can I see it?”
“Um, I… ” he said, blushing furiously.
He knew what was supposed to happen today, but this was his friend’s mom, and he was standing right next to him.
She took a couple of steps back, her hands dropping down and grasping the hem of her short skirt. She had one foot raised slightly, just the toes resting on the floor, and her arms were squeezing her tits together as she held them in front of her. She looked like a schoolgirl asking for some candy.
“If I show you my pussy, will you show me your dick?” she asked in her best little girl voice, wiggling her hips teasingly as she smiled at him.
Phil lean close to Kyle’s ear.
“Do it, dude! It’s worth it. I mean, look at her! She’s fucking hot!”
Kyle looked back over his shoulder at his friend, shocked that he’d say something like that about his own mom. Phil just grinned at him and nudged him with his shoulder, nodding toward his mother.
“Well, Kyle? Do you want to see my pussy or don’t you?” she pouted.
He nodded quickly, his head bobbing up and down like bobble head doll.
Lois looked him in the eyes as she slowly raised her skirt, baring her shaved pussy mound for him. She held her skirt up, twisting her hips back and forth. Her eyes flicked to his crotch, and she could see his cock swelling under his loose shorts.
“Your turn, Kyle.” she whispered huskily, her eyes locked on his crotch.
Kyle just stood there, staring at her pretty little shaved beaver.
“Oh, for god’s sake, Kyle! What gotten into you?” Tracy laughed.
She stepped up behind Lois, wrapped her arms around the smaller woman, and kissed her softly on the neck. She cupped one of her tits in one hand, while her other hand slid down between her legs, her fingers dipping into the cream soaked crease of her cunt.
“It’s just a pussy!” she said lightly, “Oh wow! A really wet pussy… ”
She raised her fingers to her mouth and licked at them, her eyes on Phil as she slipped them into her mouth.
“Mmmmmmm, tasty too. Now come on, Kyle! Whip it out before she rapes you!”
She looked back over at Phil standing next to her son.
“You too, stud muffin! Show us the goods!”
Phil grinned, shoving his shorts down over his hips, and stepping out of them. He kicked them to the side and spread his legs a little wider, then leaned back and pushed his hips out toward her, letting her see his already hard cock sticking up from his crotch.
“Nice.” she said, her breathing getting heavier suddenly. “Remind me to get up close and personal with that thing later.”
Then she leaned down and whispered in Lois’s ear.
Lois grinned, and sauntering sexily, walked over and dropped to her knees in front of Kyle, her hands coming up and grasping the waistband of his shorts.
“I really want to see your cock, Kyle.” she said, breathing hard, her warm breath washing over his now stone hard cock. She pulled his shorts down slowly, watching wide eyed as first his curly crotch hairs, then the thick root of his cock slowly came into view.
Phil stepped up behind Kyle and jerked his shorts down quickly, making his cock spring up, so it bounced up and down in front of Lois’s face. Then he moved around till he was standing beside Kyle, and looked down at his friend’s cock.
“It doesn’t look any bigger than mine,” he said. He looked up, a shit eating grin on his face. “What do you think Tracy?”
“I’ll have to let you know after I’ve tried them both on for size, fit, endurance.” she said, finishing up the last tray she was working on.
“I like ‘em both,” Lois whispered.
She was reaching up, moving to wrap her fingers around both cocks, when Tracy spoke up.
“Hold your horses there, sweetie. We’ve got all day for that.”
She waved toward the counter.
“Right now, everybody get something to drink, and grab a bowl or a tray, and let’s move this party into the living room where we can be comfortable.”
A few minutes later, they were all settled comfortably in the living room. The boys had taken off their shirts and were lounging naked on the couches. Tracy was sitting next to Phil, and Lois was on the other couch with Kyle.
“Well,” Tracy said lightly. “We’ve seen what you guys have. Which one of us do you two want to see naked first, Me?”
She posed quickly, doing her best porn star on the casting couch look. Then she flipped her hand out toward Lois with a flourish.
“Or our resident nymphette?”
Both boys pointed at their friend’s mothers.
“Um, Tracy?” Lois said as she stood up and spun around, making her short skirt flair up over her waist, showing off her hairless little pussy, and her tight round ass. “I don’t want to take my clothes off. You can see and get to everything that matters. And I just feel so sexy like this.”