"I can't believe I'm actually considering telling you this," she giggled a bit nervously, her face even a bit redder now.
Admittedly, now I was curious. "Go on, tell us," I urged her, though I felt the press of my still hard cock throbbing expectantly and in agreement in hearing this. Almost as though she had been reading my thoughts, or was still having similar thoughts of her own, she glanced briefly down towards my lap. The hard bulge of my cock noticeable, even without looking myself to know she could obviously see it. At least with Darcy sitting across from the two of us, she couldn't know what was going on, as seconds later I felt Maxine's hand rest itself on my upper thigh as she spoke.
"My best friend Gloria and I had gone down to the beach to watch the boys play volleyball. It was a warm summer's day, and so quite naturally we sat there on the sidelines in our bikinis, which for the time at least, were pretty revealing, though not nearly so as the one's you see today, especially the ones that Chris wears now. Anyway, we stayed there for quite some time, admiring the boys as they played, and who also began admiring, even speaking to us between matches. Finally, during a break between games they had come over and invited us to stay for the bonfire later on that evening. Now...it's important to note here, at the time I was still a virgin, I'd never even given anyone a blowjob before, though I had given a few hand jobs by then," she winked.
I glanced at my wife, she was obviously enthralled at her mom's sudden candor, taking another shot now herself, though I refrained, already feeling too much of a buzz as it was. Not to mention the light tickling movement of my mother in laws hand and fingers on my upper thigh as she lazily stroked me there, now continuing.
"Anyway. We agreed to join them later, and did. And funny enough, sat around the fire doing Tequila shots," she mused now doing another one. At this rate, I began thinking that if they both got too drunk, that whatever plans they both had (separately mind you) would fall apart, and of course if that happened, I wouldn't have to worry about anything actually happening later. So in a way, I was actually starting to encourage their continued drinking, though I myself had already began cutting back. "Now, it was interesting to note, Gloria and I were the only two girls there, with at least nine or ten guys. It was flattering at first of course, but then I actually grew a little apprehensive, especially when after a few shots, they'd managed to convince Gloria to show them her titties. And then of course, began clamoring for me to do so."
"Yeah, I can see why you'd be nervous," I commented, as Maxine paused looking at me, her hand now working all the way up my leg, resting now directly over the prominent bulge in my pants, gently and then briefly squeezing my cock as she did that.
"I was nervous, but admittedly excited too, especially when I finally took off my top, baring my breasts. It was at this point that Gloria actually told the boys that it was now their turn to show us something...specifically their cocks. A few were at first reluctant to do so, though several actually did so. Seeing all those hard stiff pricks waving at us was exciting, especially when I'd only seen one or two before, and even then not very well as it seemed like I was usually fondling one here or there in nothing but dark places. Now...here were several, as the boys stood around us, back lit by the fire. I was starting to get a little worried as to where all this was going, what might be expected of us, like it or not, when Gloria basically came to the rescue, making a suggestion herself." Maxine paused, obviously flushed in the face now, though her hand continued to rest on my prick, her fingers now tracing the outline of my swollen shaft beneath the thin material of my baggy shorts.
"So what happened next?" Darcy asked, her own face showing a bit more color to it as well, though I guessed not so much from the alcohol really, as from her own arousal. I'd seen her get that way enough times to know that she was now.
"What she did was this. She told them that she and I were both still virgins, though I happened to know...she wasn't. She then said, that since we were, and since we had no intentions of doing that...or even giving anyone a BJ, they could forget it. However...if they were willing, that she and I would enjoy jerking each one of them off, letting them cum on our tits."
"Holy shit mom! So did you?"
Maxine laughed, her face now beet red. "Yes we did. It seemed like the lesser of several evils at the time for one thing. For starters, we were probably a bit foolish and careless to have allowed ourselves to be in that position in the first place. At least we knew many of them, so we didn't figure we really had too much to fear from them, as far as some sort of a gang-rape went or something. So we really weren't too terribly nervous about that, as far as that goes. But...most of them did have hungry eyes now, especially after what Gloria had just suggested. Though she'd convinced me to go along with it a few minutes later, telling me that once we'd managed to get all...if not most of them off, then they'd most likely be done for the night, and we of course could quickly leave after that. Provided...we wanted to."
Maxine was still tracing the outline of my cock with her fingernail, dragging it along up one side and down the other. I could feel the seepage of my arousal as she did that, as she began toying with that a bit more herself upon discovery of it.
"So...next thing I know, Gloria and I are kneeling down in the sand with our backs to one another naked, a cock in each hand, jerking the boys off one by one, until they climaxed, squirting their precious fluids all over our tits. Eventually of course, we had gotten each one of them off at least once, and a couple of them twice even. Now covered in spunk, which I admittedly found very arousing, wickedly erotic, we finally made our escape, informing them all that we had to leave before we were sorely missed. With the boys all completely satisfied and far more docile now of course, we did so. But the night, that wild crazy erotic night still wasn't over with yet either!"
"Oh?" Darcy said obviously enthralled, and very much aroused now. I could see that clearly, just as her mom must have. Darcy's hand had fallen down into her own lap, I could see the subtle movement of it, which told me...she was somehow, someway, touching herself, though that would have been easy enough to do as she'd worn a lightweight summer dress. I could imagine her easily enough hiking it up just enough in order to do just that. "Hold that thought!" She suddenly stated. "I need to ah...go pee, be right back!"
"Yeah, time for all of us to take a pee break," I agreed, feeling Maxine remove her hand from my crotch as Darcy stood, half sprinting down the stairs in order to use the bathroom.
I looked at her, she looking at me. "I'm so fucking horny right now I could come just sitting here."
"Yeah, me too," I freely admitted. "Though what you're doing to me with your fingers isn't helping much. Keep doing that...and I will, and then how will I explain the great big messy wet spot?" I already had one as it was, looking down at myself, though at least having one wouldn't actually be the problem here. Darcy in fact might even get a kick out of the fact that I did, and that it was noticeable. Not to mention the fact, I'd have been willing to bet money she'd started actually toying with herself just before heading downstairs to pee.
"Yeah...we don't want you doing that too soon now do we?" Maxine laughed. "Don't want you running out of steam too early, and especially as aroused as your wife obviously is...I'm pretty sure it won't be too much longer, and she'll be wanting to ride that," she told me looking down at it, once again fondling it briefly just before we heard Darcy's footsteps coming back up the stairs.
"My turn," I announced the moment she entered the room. Darcy caught me at the door.
"Left you a little something," she giggled, and then slid past me retaking her seat at the kitchen table.
I headed down stairs to the bathroom, my wife's soaking wet panties were sitting on top of the toilet seat waiting for me when I got there. I picked them up of course, examining them, realizing two things at once. Obviously she now wasn't wearing any, giving hint to the fact it would now be much easier for her to sit there and play with herself. And secondly, she was obviously giving me something to think about now, and become even more aroused myself as I examined them, smelled them, ensuring that I no doubt stay that way for whatever lie ahead this evening.
It was damn near impossible to actually pee as hard as I was. But finally I managed it, making my way back up the stairs a short time later.
