I took another swig of wine and, after a few more giggles from Jill and I, I called Matt right back.
“Baby, I am going to put you on speaker tonight if that’s okay,” I said, trying to suppress a giggle with Jill. “Mommy wants to be able to use both of her hands when she talks to you. Okay?”
I pressed the speaker button on the phone just as Matt said “Sure.”
I settled back onto the couch, my feet on the coffee table and the phone resting on the arm of the sofa. “Do you still have mommy’s panties there with you baby?” I asked, looking at Jill, winking.
“Mmmm, yes,” Matt replied. “They’re already wrapped around my hard cock mom. I wish you could see it.”
“God, I know,” I said, momentarily forgetting that Jill was sitting next to me taking a large gulp of her wine. “Maybe Jill and I had too much wine tonight, but that really sounds good right now baby.”
“Do you think Tim and his mom have conversations like we do mom?” Matt asked.
I looked at Jill and smiled. “I’m not sure. She’s never said anything, but of course, I’ve never told her about us either,” I lied as I shushed Jill from giggling out loud. “Has he ever said anything to you?”
“No. Not exactly. But I know that he likes to play with her panties too.”
“Oh, really? And how do you know this?” I asked, looking at Jill, who was staring at the phone waiting to hear the answer as well.
“You know. We talk,” he laughed. “He told me that he jerks off with her panties like I do with yours, except that he has to take them from the hamper,” he added being careful not to confess to his own pilfering. “I think he loves the smell and the taste, almost as much as I do.”
I looked at Jill and she wasn’t smiling now. She had a kind of glazed-over look and was slowly sinking back against the other arm of the sofa, extending her legs out to put her feet on the coffee table like me. I began to run my hands over my tits, and down to my pussy. I didn’t care that my best friend was watching me. In fact, it turned me on to share this with her, knowing that she was getting turned on too. I decided to take it up a notch.
“Do you think he wants to fuck her?” I asked, looking directly at Jill as I said it. Instead of being shocked, she laid her head back and with her free hand started slowly down her chest, running her hand over her tits as well.
“I know he does,” Matt said.
“And what about you baby?” I asked. “Are you just okay with just jerking off with mommy’s panties? Or do you want to fuck me too?”
“Yes mommy,” Matt breathed raggedly into the phone. “I want to fuck you, too.”
Jill had her head back and her eyes closed. She had put her wine down so that she could use both of her hands to touch herself while she listened to Matt talk about fucking me and Tim fucking her. I closed my eyes and pictured both of these young studs standing in front of us with their hard cocks out and my hands ran all over my body. Up to that point I was content to keep my clothes on and carry out the fantasy with Matt while Jill and I listened to him jerk off. But this image was too powerful. I sat up and took off my shirt and bra and began pulling on my nipples. I looked at Jill and she was too caught up in her own world to notice.
“You’re stroking that hard cock now aren’t you baby? Stroking it with mommy’s panties. Imagining that you are fucking me, aren’t you?” I moaned, one my hands now moving from my rock hard nipple to the crotch of my shorts. I began to rub it in earnest.
I glanced over at Jill to make sure she was still in her own world. Instead, I could see her peeking at me through half closed eyes, watching me play with my tits in the open and with my pussy through my shorts.
“God, yes,” my son groaned. “I wish that I was fucking you. And right next to us was Tim and his mom, fucking too.”
At this Jill let out a louder groan and I quickly looked over to see her jam her hand down her shorts. I knew it was loud enough that Matt must have heard it and I froze, fearing that he knew someone else was in the room with me.
“You like that idea, huh?” Matt grunted into the phone, apparently believing he had heard me instead of someone else. I looked at Jill and she was lost in her own world with her hand deep inside her shorts and the other hand caressing her tits through her shirt.
“Yes baby, I love the idea of you and me fucking next to Tim and Jill,” I replied, letting him believe that it was me he had heard let out the audible groan. The combination of this mental image along with the actual image of Jill obviously fingering her pussy sitting right next to me was a powerful aphrodisiac. I unbuttoned my shorts and pushed them down to my ankles. I glanced at Jill, and she didn’t notice.
“I bet you would love to see Tim’s dick,” my son said. “Or maybe it’s his mom’s pussy that you would like to look at?”
I froze for a second. I had never told Jill about my college experimentations and wasn’t sure how she might respond. Her eyes opened and she looked straight at me. I was naked except for the thong that I was wearing, one hand pulling on a nipple, the other hand inside the front of my thong, with a finger obviously inside my cunt.
“Would you like that mom?” he asked. “Would you like to see her pussy? I wonder if it tastes as good as your?”
All I could do was moan at his de***********ion. But Jill decided to take action. She unsnapped her shorts and quickly pushed them and her panties down over her ankles. She leaned back against the arm of the sofa and spread her legs so that I was staring directly at her obviously wet pussy.
She lifted her shirt and bra in one motion and tugged at her nipple while putting a finger from her other hand deep in her pussy.
I gathered myself enough to say “Oh baby, I know it would taste wonderful. I bet she has a beautiful pussy. And I am sure it would be sooo wet with Tim’s hard cock going in and out of it.”
I tried to take my eyes off her finger going in and out but couldn’t. She was looking directly into my eyes, watching me watching her get herself off.
“Shit mom, I’m about to cum,” my son gasped.
“Me too baby. Cum for mommy.”
With that, both Jill and I closed our eyes and frigged ourselves to an incredible climax. I could hear Matt grunting on the other end of the line, muffling the sounds both Jill and I were making.
When we all returned to some level of normalcy, I told him that I loved him and that we would talk again soon.
As I hung up, Jill, still lightly stroking her pussy and staring at me pushed her finger in her sopping pussy and pulled it out, glistening with her juices. She inspected it for a second and then put it in her mouth, sucking off all of the juices. I was just watching her, my hands still lightly stroking my breasts and pussy as well. Involuntarily, I licked my lips at the sight of her tasting her own pussy juices.
Slowly, she reinserted her finger and then pulled it out and offered it to me. I leaned forward and sucked the juices off her finger. She smiled, leaned forward and gave me a brief kiss on the lips.
“That was incredible,” she whispered, and then smiled. “And I want to hear more about that college roommate of yours but, for now, we need to work on getting both of our boys’ home the same weekend and see what happens then.”