‘Are we ready?’ I asked, taking her hand and looking at us both in the long mirror.
‘Do you think this is a little bit too much?’ She asked.
To say the French lingerie was ‘très magnifique’ for any woman who wished to seduce a hot blooded male would have been an understatement. Donna’s boobs were seductively pushed together like two beautiful orbs and her brown areola and stiff nipples were visible above the patterned lace over the cups. Her waste was pinched to make her even more alluring than she already was, the panties hugged her mound perfectly revealing the tantalising shape of her pussy folds and her heavenly slit. Her gorgeous legs shimmered in the nylons.
I looked at myself, my tits were clearly on show through the transparent baby doll chemise and my nipples were protruding like two cigar stubs creating an obvious extrusion in the material, there was no hiding my excitement. I was a little conscious of my tummy being clasped tightly in the suspender belt clearly visible through the lace, I had to admit it made me feel a tad fat. Although, my curves weren’t that different from Donna’s and I had been told often enough how gorgeous my legs were which gave me confidence. I was sure the boys would relish having a hold of me and using me like a dirty MILF without worrying about my little belly and I certainly didn’t want anything to prevent it now.
‘I have two silk kimono bathrobes we can wear’. I suggested to Donna, she nodded. We put the robes on held hands once more and headed to join the boys in the lounge. As we walked into the room the atmosphere was electric. The boys sat looking in our direction with wide eyed adoration and expectation of the arousal we were about to give them.
‘Are you ready boys? Who do you want first?” I asked whilst nodding toward Donna. She released my hand and tottered on her heels across the carpet to the opposite side of the room swaying her hips in the silky robe as she moved. She turned to face toward me and placed her hands on her hips commanding a model like pose. I placed both my hands on the robe ties to the front of my Kimono throwing a little submissive head down look back and forth between the boys.
Donna spoke… ‘Why don’t we give them a reveal at the same time on a count of three?’ She asked. The boys were still sitting awestruck shifting their stare between us.
‘OK Boys, marks out of ten on a count of three’ I announced. ‘One… two… ‘ I drew a sharp breath ‘Three’ and pulled the kimono open holding the material wide and easing my hips forward into a more commanding pose. As I looked toward Donna she simply let her gown fall around her ankles and replaced her hands on her hips. She was stunning.
The music in the room stopped and we were all frozen in a moments silence, my heart was pounding like a drum and I could feel every beat in my head. We all looked around the room to each other gauging the mood and wondering who would speak first. Donna broke the ice.
‘Well Alistair, what do you think of your mum’s special playtime outfit? Do you think we need a twirl honey?’ I took Donna’s lead and decided to step out of the robe then performed a little pirouette. I marched, model like to Donna, strutting my legs and placed my hand on her shoulder then blew her an exaggerated kiss. Donna entered into the spirit and and swayed across the lounge floor striking a pose in front of her boy then turning to Alistair and doing the same.
‘Put some nice music on Alistair darling’ I suggested which he quickly done, fumbling with the remote, continually turning to watch our display. As his well chosen, light dance music filled the room Donna and I started to shimmy toward each other, touching as we met and posing like professionals. I scrunched my hair up over my head blowing kisses to the boys, Donna and I stood back to back and performing a slow twist lowering our bodies down and back, kicking our legs out in a sexy dance manner. I parted my knees slightly and performed little pelvic thrusts, oh it was so nice.
I noticed that Alistair had placed a cushion over the front of his shorts and laid the remote atop it as if it justified the reason for placing it there. There was no such bashfulness on the settee with Jason, he appeared to be rubbing a fat cucumber inside his trousers.
Donna continued to gyrate, the Basque causing her boobs to roll and squish as she did so. Her thighs slid together then opened in an erotic rhythmic dance inviting a gaze toward her mound, she was turning from boy to boy pouting and licking her lips whilst posing and dancing. I lowered myself at the knees in a horse riding pose, opening my legs wide and balancing on my high heels. I placed my hands on my thighs and faced directly toward my Alistair. I started thrusting my hips in a sexy fucking motion toward him. I couldn’t believe I was doing this. Alistair couldn’t take his eyes from my pussy region excepting for brief glimpses at my stiff nipples and occasionally at my face and pouting gestures. I was being daringly shameless.
Alistair was entranced by his naughty mum.
I felt Donna take up a similar position behind me and a shudder went through my horny body as she spooned into me, placed her hands around my waist and slid them under the baby doll. She gently worked them up my tummy rubbing softly as she went, edging slowly toward my tits. Her head manoeuvred over my shoulder next to mine and she delicately kissed my ear. Her hands cupped my tits and she started flicking my teats with her thumbs. We both looked at Alistair, we were hypnotising him with our wanton performance. I was on fire and could feel mini orgasmic spasms surge through my body. It was a wet dream brought to life in my own home.