He reached down and pulled his mother’s mouth off his cock, sitting up so he could look into her lust glazed eyes.
“When did you make the change?” he asked her, his lips brushing hers.
“Just before you started shooting,” she panted, making him wince and pull away quickly.
“Goddamn Mom, your breath smells like shit! And I mean literally. I’m sorry, but you’re gonna have to brush your teeth before I kiss you again!”
“That’s a mean thing to say to your mother, Phil! But you’re probably right.” she looked back over her shoulder at Kyle, giving him a lopsided grin. “If you wouldn’t mind pulling your cock out of my ass, could you see if you can scrounge me up a toothbrush? I’m gonna go wash my hands and rinse my mouth out, then make us all some drinks.”
Chapter 6
Scene Six-Tracy, Kyle, Lois and Phil Part Two
A little while later, after everyone had taken quick showers, and Lois had brushed her teeth three times, they gathered in the living room again. They were all munching on snacks, and were already half way through the second pitcher of margaritas Lois had made.
“Phil, honey,” Lois said, “Do you want to run over to the house and get our laptops? I think Tracy and Kyle might like to see what we did!”
She got up and walked around the room, picking up the phones from where she’s put them earlier, turning them all off, then looked at the pile of devices in her hands.
“Oh damn! I can’t tell which phone is who’s now! They all look the same!” She went through them, finding hers on the third try, and dumped the rest on the coffee table. “You can all go through the pile and find your own!” she laughed.
“I don’t have to go get our laptops, Mom. We can do everything from here.”
He turned to Kyle.
“Where’s your laptop? I need to get into our machines. I got something you’re gonna love, dude!”
Kyle leaned over and pulled a small keyboard and mouse from under the coffee table. He slid them over to Phil, and turned on the TV.
“Don’t need one, you can get online through the TV. We have a PC hooked up to it now.”
“Nice,” Phil nodded. “Mom, you mind if I do that? It would sure be nice to watch porn on our sixty-five inch plasma, instead of my little laptop!”
“Porn? There’s no way I’m going to let you watch pornography, young man.” Then she grinned. “Unless I’m watching it with you!”
“Well, duuhhhhh, Mom!” he said, tapping away at the keyboard, watching lines of text march across the screen. “I mean, I don’t need porn to get turned on now, with your attitude and all. I just like to watch people fuck!”
“So do I!” the others said at the same time.
“Okay, I’m in. Stop, save… rinse and repeat. Okay, lets see what we got!”
He clicked on a file, and a video window popped up. He enlarged it to full screen, and Tracy gasped when she saw her living room pop into view.
“What the fuck?” she looked at Lois, then jumped on top of the smaller woman, wrestling her to the floor, biting and tickling her playfully. “Is that what you were doing in here? Why didn’t you tell me?”
“Chick fight!” Kyle yelled, grabbing his drink off the table and taking a big sip. “Damn, Phil! You’re right about your mom making killer margaritas! I’m getting blitzed! You got another doob?”
“Yeah, gimme a minute.”
He shrank the video, and clicked on some more files, and suddenly, the screen was filled with four different images of the room they were in, all showing different angles.
“Oh wow, I didn’t know we could watch them all at the same time,” Lois giggled, squirming and wriggling under Tracy, doing some tickling and nibbling of her own. “That’s kewl, honey! You’re gonna have to show me how to do that on our TV!”
They two women rolled apart, exchanging one last kiss, and each moved over next to her son. Lois jumped up and grabbed the pitcher off the coffee table, and headed for the kitchen.
“Can you wait a sec before you play it? We need a refill.” she said, holding up the pitcher
“Yeah, I’ll go too, I want to get something.” Phil said. He looked at Tracy. “Want me to let this run? It’ll be a few minutes before anything happens, I think.”
“That’s fine. How do I make one of them bigger? Or do we have to watch all of them at once?”
“Double click on the one you want full screen, then right click on the taskbar to bring them all back up. Be right back.” he said as he followed his mother into the kitchen.
Tracy picked up the mouse and started stepping through the videos, amazed at the quality of the images she was watching. She was bummed that they all showed long shots, but Lois had picked good spots for every camera. All the action was centered nicely on each screen. She knew that once she got Lois or Phil to show her how to work the video on own her phone, she could make her own little movies.
I’m ready for my close-up, Mr. DeMille! she thought. Do you want these six guys to cum on my face again?
Lois and Phil came back, and Lois filled everyone’s glasses, then sat the pitcher on the table. Phil was carrying a plate with pieces of fruit on one side, and dabs of jams, jellies, and sauces filling almost two-thirds of it. It looked like he had a sampling of every condiment in Tracy’s fridge. He also had bottles of chocolate and caramel syrup, and a can of whipped cream.
“What’s all that for, Phil?” Tracy asked as she looked at the plate.
“Stretch out and spread your legs, and I’ll show you!” he grinned.
Tracy laid back, propping herself up on her elbows. She pulled her knees up and let them fall open, exposing the hairless lips of her pussy to them. Phil sat the plate on the floor next to her and stretched out between her legs, his face inches from her fragrant cunt slit.
Lois and Kyle moved over next to them, leaning close to watch.
Reaching over her leg, he dipped his finger in a brown liquid, bringing it up to his face and sniffing at it.
“Steak sauce. Haven’t tried that yet… Let’s see.”
He smeared the brown liquid lightly over her pussylips, then paused before he started licking it off.
“Okay everybody, make sure you remember, you put it on, never in!”
He grinned over at Kyle.
“Cindy Kellerman still won’t talk to me cuz she got a nasty yeast infection after I put strawberry jam in her pussy. No biggie, she’s a bitch anyway! Fucking her is like sticking your dick in a corpse!”
He looked back at Tracy’s pussy, and ran his tongue slowly up over the outer edge of her cunt slit. Tracy shivered at the touch of his tongue, her breathing getting heavier already.
“You missed, sweetie.” she purred.
“No, I didn’t,” he muttered, moving his mouth over and lapping at the other smooth outer lip. He tipped his head back, and dragged the tip of his tongue up between her quivering pussylips, barely touching the glistening pink flesh.
“Oh my god, Phil!” his mother whispered. “That’s beautiful!”
She looked over at Tracy, wanting to ask her how it felt, but her head was thrown back, eyes closed, and she was gasping for breath. Just seeing her friend answered her question.
Phil moved his mouth back down for another pass, this time whisking his nimble labia back and forth, the tip brushing lightly across the swollen inner lips as he worked his way up to the top slowly. He pulled back again, then centered his mouth over her twitching cunt mouth, and pressed his lips firmly against them this time. Opening his mouth, he sucked the soft, slippery folds into his mouth, chewing on them gently with his lips, his tongue fluttering softly between them.
Tracy whimpered, and her hips arched up at his face, mashing her pussy mound tighter against his mouth. His feather light touches were delightful! Her spongy tits swayed gently on her chest, and her tummy rippled as she panted for breath under him.
Lois and Kyle watched spellbound as Phil took her to the heights of ecstasy with only a few tiny touches of his lips and tongue. Lois looked at Kyle, her eyes dropping down to his crotch, smiling when he saw his cock standing up stiffly again. She dropped her hand and wrapped her fingers around his jutting cockshaft.