Her daughter grinned, “She’ll probably think you’re a sexy, hot slut as well, especially when you put on lots of make-up, deep red for your lips makes you look the sluttiest.” She held out the lip gloss she meant as a naked Marcia sat down at the table and began to apply it. At work she preferred to not wear any, as she felt it detracted from her professionalism and even when she was entertaining (which she had seldom done as a single Mom) she had favoured muted tones. However Shawna always liked her to wear something gaudy and bright, Marcia was never sure whether it made her look more like a cheap prostitute or an expensive supermodel, but she wore it without complaint, Shawna seeming to bask in the looks guys gave her Mom as they went shopping.
She put on the dress and moved in front of the mirror. Her daughter was right, she might look like a slut, but she also looked sexy and hot, which was fine for being with her daughter, less so for Ellie and Amber. Still this was what Shawna wanted her to wear, so wear it she would. She turned round to see Shawna opening the drawer where Marcia kept her sex toys. The Milf gave a smile, it seemed her daughter might want a quickie after all — the dress having its immediate effect. The teen withdrew her hand from the drawer, clasped in it was a butt plug, the silvery handle glittering brightly. The teen grinned, “Bend over Mom, I think your dress needs one more accessory.”
“I can’t wear that whilst out,” Marcia protested, whilst bending over and lifting up her dress.
Her daughter’s only reply was to say, “Part your cheeks for me, so I can get it in.”
Marcia moved her hands to her buttocks, pulling them apart. She gave a sexual moan as the plug was pushed past her sphincter and into her anal passage. It always took a second or two for her ass to get used to it, but once it did it felt good. She straightened, blushing slightly and brushed down her dress to ensure it was crease free. Her daughter was grinning, “How’s that feel? Hot and slutty?”
“Yes, very,” Marcia said, “But it’s going to be really hard for me to conceal I’m wearing a plug, every time I sit down I’m going to have to stop myself moaning. They’ll notice I’m sure, they’ll suspect.”
Shawna just beamed wider, “Don’t worry,” she replied, “Ellie knows, so does her Mom.”
“My God. How? That’s terrible. What are we going to do?” Marcia felt an unfamiliar emotion in the pit of her stomach, one it took her a moment to recognise as panic.
Her daughter seemed unperturbed, “The school guidance counsellor told her, Dawn Norman. I confirmed it. Dawn and her Mom will be at Ellie’s as well.”
“What? Why? Is this some sort of intervention? Should we deny it. We can tell them nothing’s going on. Shawna I should change.”
Her daughter took her face in her hand and stroked her cheek, “It’s not a problem, they’re okay with it. It turns out not only is Ellie fucking her Mom, but Dawn Norman is as well.”
“They are?” the last few moments had been such a helter skelter of emotions that Marcia’s brain was almost refusing to function. “They’re like us.”
“They are. It turns out they’ve been meeting for a few weeks, some like minded mother-daughter couples getting together. I thought we’d also enjoy it.”
Marcia breathed out a sigh of relief, hoping her heart would soon return to its normal sedate speed, “Yes, that sounds like a good idea.”
“So what do you think of Ellie?” her daughter asked mischievously.
“I mean she’s your friend, so I’ve always accepted her. She could perhaps do less phoning during the week and let you both concentrate more on your studies,” Marcia said and blushed as she realised she was coming close to nagging.
Her daughter didn’t seem to mind as she just gave a small laugh, “No, I mean do you find her attractive.”
“I suppose, a little, not like you, but pretty,” Marcia conceded.
“That’s good, because I told her she could fuck you tonight,” Shawna grinned, “I’m going to fuck her Mom as well and probably Dawn’s Mom.”
“You mean…?” Marcia’s mouth opened in shock.
“Yes, Friday night is lesbian Mom-daughter orgy night.”
*
Ellie had always thought her friend Shawna’s Mom was beautiful looking but cold, like an Ice Queen. Whenever she’d gone round on a weekday evening there would be a disapproving comment about whether she and Shawna should be using their evenings more profitably than gossiping and listening to music. Weekends were little better with suggestions that hanging around the Mall was not what young ladies who wanted to get on in life did. This was partnered with raised eyes brows and stern looks if either of the teens wore a skirt or dress which was above knee height or shoes which had a heel above an inch. However seeing her at the dinner table wearing a short dress which split half-way down her chest, exposing the sides of her tits for everyone’s view Ellie was rapidly revising the opinion and reckoning that far from being cold, she was burning hot — especially as her cheeks were glowing as Shawna described how she and her Mom had got together in intimate detail.
“You banged your Mom’s ass on the first date?” Julie asked marvelling, “We didn’t do it for… what three, four weeks?” She turned for her daughter for confirmation.
“About four,” Dawn confirmed.
She glanced at Ellie, but the teen remained silent. She hadn’t yet strap-on banged her Mom’s butt, despite several hints, though she was hoping it would be soon. She glanced at her Mom, Amber, who wasn’t giving anything away as she continued to smile and sip at her wine. Ellie grinned at her and moved the subject on to the next morning and how that had felt, before taking a quick swig of her own wine and glancing at the others around the table. The two teens and the twentysomething school counsellor were dressed casually, in short pants (or skirt in Dawn’s case) with tight cropped vests which showed their belly buttons and accentuated their bosoms. On the other hand Julie and Amber had also gone for sexy dresses, not dissimilar from Marcia’s, giving their cleavage a good showing and so short they barely reached their upper thighs. However, whilst they both seemed to enjoy bottoming, neither were quiet as submissive as Marcia seemed to be — the redhead’s squirming not just due to embarrassment, but having a plug up her ass as Shawna had mentioned to her and Dawn as they were relaxing in the main room as the other Moms helped Amber in the kitchen.
“Mom’s become a bit of an anal addict, haven’t you Mom?” Shawna grinned, casting a glance at her Mom who blushed a little but nodded.
“Yes, I’ve found I enjoy Shawna’s strap-onning my ass, a lot,” she confirmed, putting a delightful vision in Ellie’s head.
“She enjoys it so much she can’t leave the house without something there,” grinned Shawna and her Mom went redder, trying to avoid the interested stares of the other Mom’s who were unaware of the plug and had probably been putting Marcia’s squirms down to her shyness and embarrassment at her first lesbian Mom-daughter get-together.
After a few moments, Julie said, “You mean…?”