"Man, I hate Beatrice," Mandy said, a cock in her hand, working it up from the floppy five inches she was used to seeing dangling around. "I gotta find a way to get back at her for inviting my parents over on April Fool's."
"Yeah, that was very funny," Vinny said, as her hand stopped stroking his cock already semi-hard. "Sorry, I meant 'traumatic'." The stroking resumed. She added her mouth to the mix, spitting on the head so she could drive the point home, rubbing it into the length now easily eight inches.
"They saw all the sex toys strewn about our place," she said. "We didn't have time to prepare for them. They even saw your silicone wall pussy in the bathroom."
"Yeah, I could have gone my whole life without the image of my father-in-law sticking fingers inside the silicone pussy I fuck sometimes."
"Exactly!" Mandy said, then dove back down to slip his cock into her mouth and suck. Her tongue circled a little bit around the top, then formed a little point and started massaging the bit of skin under the head, sometimes dancing inside the dickhead where tiny spurts of precum were already eeking out. Her head came up again, rubbing the underside of Vinny's cock with a thumb in a circular motion. "We gotta get back at them this year."
"I'm gonna--!" Vinny said, which prompted her to dive back down and throat the length as he blew his load inside. Her fingers juggled his nutsack as the spurts of cum came out, gathering over his cock inside the back of her mouth. She didn't swallow it, only mixed it with her spit and let the mixture drip down the length like a warm creampie slipping past her teeth and lips, still leaving a taste, but not the bulk of cum. "I love your finish, Mandy. It makes my head feel like it's in your pussy."
"Get that bad boy hard again, and he can visit," she said, smirking. "Unless it's my turn to ride."
"It might be that kind of night, hon," Vinny said, sliding down on the couch to position his mouth into the right spot so that she could lower herself over him, pussy suffocating him for a few seconds before slipping out his nose into the pubes for that life-saving inhale. He could do nothing else now but make his tongue as hard as possible, and turn the TV volume up to cover her sounds of moaning as she started slicking her crotch over his face.
"I have an idea!" Mandy burst out right after showering Vinny with her orgasm not twenty minutes later of grinding his face against the couch cushions. Mandy slipped off his face and kissed his lips which were bound to be a bit sore from the friction. He shook awake, and slipped his tongue into her mouth while grabbing her back into a cuddle on the couch.
"Do share," he said, resting his head on her chest, squishing into a comfortable position.
"We do a fake kidnapping, and have you record me all chained up for ransom, and deliver the video to Beatrice and Tim's place for them to figure out."
"They'll just call the cops and it'll be a whole thing, Mandy," Vinny said. "April Fool's jokes have to be lighthearted."
"My dad stuck his fingers in your shower pussy!" Mandy said again. "And I eat that thing out sometimes, too!"
"Huh?" Vinny asked. "You eat out my pussy?"
"I was just curious the first time," she said. "Then it became a whole thing. Sometimes I finger her just for fun to make sure it's cleaned out for you to enjoy yourself."
"Aww, Mandy," Vinny said. "I would very much like to see you eat her out sometime. That's why I got the one that has the silicone thighs with pussy and ass together."
"You could just eat me out in the shower," she said.
"Or even better, I could eat you out, as you eat the silicone pussy out," he said. "That would be so hot. Oh, damn, now I've got an idea, but you're not gonna like it."
"Do share," she said, mimicking his tone of mischief.
"We record them some home movie, that then slowly turns sexual and by the end is just the two of us fucking on camera. That'll probably embarrass them."
"Us more though!"
"You think?" Vinny asked. "You're hot as fuck, though. I bet they would be a lot more embarrassed then the two of us, and since we're trying for a baby, we can go raw the whole video. It would take some doing, but I think we have enough time before April Fools rolls around."
"I don't know," Mandy said.
"Want me to get the cameras and see how we feel about it when they're set up? If we decide against it, we could always just keep the videos to ourselves and get off to us getting off. Especially if we record some special stuff we don't do every day, like that time with the banana your pussy ate."
"Ugh, don't remind me," Mandy said. "It was such a stupid idea."
"But so hot," Vinny said, smiling, then digging his forehead in her chest as she petted his short black hair. "I'll get the cameras, and then you can see if you can get behind this idea. If not, at least we'll get some fun footage to play around with, maybe even become internet famous on some amateur porn sites."
"Fine, fine," Mandy said, but still worried about showing too much of herself to those two. They weren't too friendly, but seeing as the gated community exposed everyone to each other, there was bound to be some people who disliked each other. Beatrice and Tim Haltz have been living across the street from them for a few years now, and every holiday, no matter how small, their lawn would turn to the theme. They even put pranks around their sidewalk on April Fool's, and watched as the other neighbors fell for new small pranks on that one day of pranking.
They also did some more serious pranks, such as inviting Mandy's parents over when her house was in a sexual disarray of busy schedules that seldom found time for full on sexual encounters. Vinny also said that he sometimes preferred to go solo with some porn, or in the shower, rather than having to hold himself back for half an hour to what could have been a two minute cum-and-done.
Their visit also prompted the talk on babies, and that Mandy's parents wanted a grandkid. This turned to less condoms, and more raw cum flying about the place, which made Vinny happier, but also worried Mandy that she was being brainwashed by her parents into wanting kids when she was perfectly enjoying just having sex in many fun ways, when time allowed. She shook her head out of the idea to find Vinny already asleep on her tits.
When the cameras came in, Vinny was in full-on techgeek mode, outfitting their guest bedroom with as many cameras as he ordered. Mandy didn't even know how many there were, but he said it would be essential to have different angles and high quality night-vision to capture every little nook and cranny.
"I'm not intending to spread my pussy in front of the camera," she said, which prompted him to eat her out until she changed her mind.
"We can keep those parts for ourselves," Vinny said. "I'll edit down what we make into something you'll be ok with, yeah?"
"That sounds good," Mandy said. "But the guest bedroom though?"
"Imagine?" Vinny asked, grinning. "If someone ever visits, we could get some fun voyeur stuff."
"That's not..." Mandy started, then thought back to when her old lesbian friend stopped by with her girlfriend at the time. Mandy heard them fucking in the guest bedroom one night, but didn't want to interrupt. It got her wet, and Vinny ate her out under the covers that night to the sounds of Flo and Reema going at it. "Fine, fine."
Mandy left her tech genius hubby to work on the cameras, while psyching herself up for the recording. She was a bit scared that she would start acting badly for the camera, moaning excessively, and doing stuff that didn't make her feel good but looked hot. It all melted away when Vinny came up behind her to embrace her in the guest bedroom.
Mandy felt his hands glide up and down her body, stroking the surface slower than normal that felt kinda hot. He was playacting a bit too, and it was fine. He was typically the fast and hard sort, but this was... this was an interesting sort of twist. Mandy lingered on the word twist, as he gently pinched her nipple and turned it so slightly that it didn't hurt, but sent an electric sort of tingle down her spine like a doorbell to the pussy to start making the wet stuff. Mandy bit her lip, as his hands slipped slowly down to then ascend up her shirt and softly embrace her right breast, then harder, as his other hand pushed at her back against the commode, ass out, feeling his hard cock already trying to vault his pants.
When it was out, buried in the groove of her buttocks in yoga pants, his fingers were both under the hoodie Mandy was wearing. He squeezed both breasts gently, while pushing himself against her ass, cock shoving itself into her crack like a hotdog into a groove of the bun. Mandy felt the first internal drip from that feeling, and gasped in surprise as the tickle of moisture intensified with him lifting the hoodie off her in one swift motion. She was topless now, being recorded from every angle, watched. There was a strange wildness to that knowledge.
"I'm taking them down," Vinny whispered in her ear, training his fingers on the edge of the yoga pants Mandy was sure had a moist spot already. The cock left the bun perch, as his nose glided down her back and into that same groove with a sniff as her pants slipped down to a cool breeze of the room. Vinny helped her take off the pants from the legs, as his nose was firmly buried in her asshole. This was probably a part that she would want removed from the recording, but she decided to get more lost in the moment rather than think of the cameras.
As he came up, Mandy felt his cock slam up against her pussy, sliding on the slick surface with the groove of his circumcised dickhead and did a little hop of surprise as the tightness of it tried to lift her up, only to slide to the back along her gap ceiling. It kept sliding until it made it to the top of the groove where it rested before, and rested there again, this time resting the dickhead on the base of her spine.
"I'm gonna come on your back," Vinny said, sliding his cock in the groove while holding his hand over the cock to make a slot he could slide in. Mandy was not about to let him just do it that way, instead grabbing his cock from the back and changing the angle to crouch so she could take him in her mouth. He didn't wait for any queues, slamming himself down her throat as she worked to get him wet so he could slide easier. Mandy's back was far too dry to get him off, but now she kinda wanted him to jerk off onto it at the end.
