"I’ll go get her. See you in an hour?"
"Cool." Toby went back to his video editing; everything had been set up long since…
"Sally?" Lon’s voice came over Sally’s phone, this time. "Old Man Carter was all over Teela, apparently, so things are a go. Toby wants to rehearse — are you free?"
Sally was halfway through doing her toenails. "Of course, Sweetheart!" Was it quicker to finish, or to wipe the polish off the wet ones?
"Maybe you ought to call Teela and get some idea how things went down," Lon suggested. "I’ll be there in a half-hour."
'Wipe them off, ' Sally made up her mind. "I’ll be ready."
Sally’s first call to Teela went unanswered. "Leave it," Rick huffed from his position behind her, "We’re busy." They were, too; Teela was kneeling on her bed, rocking to Rick’s pounding thrusts Rick was standing behind her with his hands on her hips, pulling her onto his swollen cock in time to the driving snap of his hips, burying himself at every stroke.
This went on for just over ten minutes — and two orgasms for Teela — before Rick buried himself in her, grunted, and started spewing seed. "Gawd, I love it when I feel you squirting in me!" Teela purred. Rick just grinned as he pulled out and flopped down beside her. "EWWW! You’re making a mess!" Teela whined.
"Well, so are you, Drippy!" Rick retorted. "If you want it that bad, you should have a way to keep it!"
Teela opened her mouth to vent her outrage, but her phone twittered and bleeped. "Hello?"
"Teela!" Sally’s voice caroled. "I hear Mr. Carter is a letch!"
"Oh, yeah! And he’s not the only one!" Teela replied. "I had a half-dozen construction hunks just drooling!"
"Could you have reeled him in right there?" Sally asked. "They’re talking about having me try tomorrow…"
"Yeah, I could have," Teela replied. "It’s all in the wardrobe."
"What did you wear?"
"I dressed a lot like YOU do, actually," Teela cackled, "although I went further with it. Why don’t you come over later and we’ll hook you up?"
"Okay," Sally agreed. "Lon is picking me up to take me to Toby’s to make sure the cameras work and stuff…"
"Okay, come by after that and we’ll make plans. Maybe I should introduce you…"
"Kewl!" Sally hung up.
Toby met Lon and Sally at his door. "Okay. Right now, I have two webcams set up in Ma’s room-- one along the wall and one in the ceiling over the bed. I’m thinking that we’ll try to get some zoomed video from the regular video cam once things settle down…"
"Cool." Lon let Toby lead him into his mother’s room. Looking around, he said, "I don’t see anything…"
"They’re pretty well camouflaged," Toby agreed. "Hang on a sec." He brought in a laptop and picked up the view from the camera in the wall.
Lon, looking over his friend’s shoulder, told Sally, "Climb up on the bed, will you, Honey?" Sally did as she was told and the guys spent the next few minutes positioning her and looking for the best angles. "Okay, well, Sally looks good — but how will things look with him on top?"
Toby shrugged. "Go climb on…" Lon positioned himself over his girlfriend and Toby froze the frame, bringing over the laptop. "Of course, that assumes that he does her how you do her — umm, sorry, Sally."
"I’m not getting a real feel for it," Lon grunted. "Maybe we should…"
"Fuck?" Toby chuckled. "Why don’t you two go through a few positions? I’ll take short clips and we’ll figure out what looks best…"
"Okay," Lon grunted. Shit, everybody had seen Sally naked … He waved her up and she came out of her blouse and shorts, then her underclothes. "What are you gonna be wearing?" Lon asked her.
"Teela and I are going to come up with something," Sally replied. "It won’t be much, though."
"No panties, I figure — and no bra, either, probably," Lon grunted. "The quicker you can get naked, the better. And he needs to get there, too, if possible."
"Okay," Sally nodded. "Should I offer to suck him?"
Lon passed a glance with Toby — this was damned weird… "No, not if you don’t have to. If possible, it would be nice if he was hot to go straight to fucking, I think."
Toby nodded. "We can work around it, but what we WANT is for you to get up on the bed and get him going between your legs as soon as possible. Try to get him down on his hands, too…" He waved and Lon climbed up onto the bed and worked his cock into his girlfriend’s only half-prepared snatch, then dropped over onto his hands. "Yeah, like that, I think," Toby approved, turning the laptop so that Lon and Sally could see.
"Yeah," Lon agreed, "that’s best, I think. Then his hands are busy…"
"Take a few strokes," Toby directed, "so I can see how the frame is set." Lon did so. "Okay, now lean back up — we need to plan for things to go wrong…" Lon did as he was asked, and Toby adjusted the hidden camera remotely to take into account the change in height of the subject. "What else? Doggie? Standing up at the edge of the bed?" The next fifteen minutes were consumed with planning shots for varying positions, with Lon taking a few demonstration strokes in each position — just enough to stay hard. Fortunately, Sally lubricated easily… "I think that’s it," Toby murmured at the end of it, "we have a plan for just about every starting position…"
"Okay, on to Phase Two," Lon grunted. Sally’s eyes got wider and wider as Toby and Lon produced various paraphernalia and practiced using it on each other. She got out of the way as the pair tried out positions for some activities she’d never envisioned … Finally, Lon had her climb back up on the bed and kneel up while they did something simple that had odd implications — they handcuffed her hands behind her back and propped her upper torso on pillows, then Lon entered her. Toby stepped up to her face and, studying their image in the laptop screen made some adjustments while Lon stroked Sally’s pussy, apparently finally serious about it. After a few moments, Lon puffed, "Do it up right, Man."
"What?" Toby looked surprised.
"You might as well," Lon grunted. "Tomorrow some old black asshole is gonna fuck Sally — and even if it is for the good of the group, I can’t see letting some old black fucker do her before one of my friends. Sally, open up and give Toby some head, okay?"
"O-okay!" Lon’s cock had her full attention, anyway; Sally was MORE than ready!
Toby blinked owlishly, shrugged, and started pulling off his clothing. "Okay…"
Despite some verbal warnings from the older generation, the cock that Toby diffidently presented her with was a surprise to Sally; she gave him a quick glance before opening up, but she really wasn’t in any position to say no, anyway — and THAT added to her arousal! "Ummm!" she moaned around Toby’s cock, "Mmmmmm!"
Toby withdrew almost immediately. "Are you okay?" he asked.
"Uh huh," Sally gasped. "Go ahead — I can probably take it all…" Her eyes closed, and she moaned, "Oh, God, Sweetheart — that’s Heavenly!"
"And the cuffs?" Lon panted.
"I love them!" Sally insisted.
"Fuck her face, Man! Terence did!" Lon waved magnanimously.
"Okay…" Toby brought his length back into range and Sally opened up, apparently eagerly — so he cupped the back of her head and slid his cock through her lips. For a while, he contented himself with short strokes that tickled his glans — strokes that Sally actively cooperated with, working her tongue along the underside of his cock. After a bit, though, he began going deeper, while withdrawing almost all the way on the out-stroke to take advantage of the clasp of Sally’s lips.
Sally was totally over the top! This was just beyond fantasy for her; she was bound, she was feeling Lon’s long cock pounding away at her pussy, and she had ANOTHER big cock banging the back of her throat! And, perhaps best of all, she was completely helpless; whatever either of them did to her, all she could do was take it! For a lot of people, this would be a terror-filled situation — but for Sally, it was a level of attention and dependence that she’d never before been able to experience; it’s hard to feel lonely when you’re taking on two cocks simultaneously! "Mmmm! Mmmm! Mmmm! Mmmm!" she moaned around Toby’s meat while doing her best to throw herself back at her man’s pounding cock, her snatch dripping secretions triggered by her arousal. Forty seconds later, she came — BIG — squirting her juices onto Lon’s crotch while she wailed around Toby’s cock.