In order to relax everyone and to take their minds of the upcoming evening's event, the three mother and son couples were taken into town and feted with a large amount of spending money, and then taken for lunch in the early afternoon, time flew by in what was a busy 'whirlwind of a day.
When they returned to the research institute, they were taken into the lecture room. The professor was sat on the stage, normally they had to wait for him to appear, 'just a quick run-through of the rules for this evening,' they all sat up, the professor waited for the shuffling to stop, 'you have all agreed to adopt the same position, which has its advantages, you will all be facing in the same direction so you will be able to have a good view of the three monitors which will show the pictures obtained by the vagina scopes.'
He stopped and checked that he had their full attention, 'the ladies must get on all fours on the couches, the position, as we all know, is called "doggy-fashion". A disagreeable name to some of us but is commonly recognised by that name. Then our three "helpers" will insert the vagina scopes and we will view the results on the monitors, there is no heat involved in the lighting systems we use.'
He could see from their face that no-one had given the internal lighting of the vaginas much thought.
'Once we are satisfied that the system is working you,' he nodded towards the three sons, 'will have to insert your penises into your respective mothers and again we check everything is working, once we are happy, you will withdraw and stand one pace behind your mothers, when told to "begin" you can re-insert your penises into your mother's vagina's, the rest you know,' as he stood up to leave, he finished with, 'I wish you luck.'
On the way back to their suites, Perry pulled them to one side, listen guys, when you shower, just make sure you thoroughly wash the head of your penis,' he nodded to them in confirmation.
'Why,' Geoff asked, 'because it's going to be on TV, it'll be the star of the show,'
Geoff didn't pick up the slight sarcasm, 'oh yeah, I see what you mean.'
Will and Harry sensed that Perry was being ever so slightly sarcastic but said nothing. Geoff headed off and they walked on together, Harry whispered to Will, 'first in the queue for a large dick, last for a brain.'
'I wonder what he'll do with the money, I can't see him going to college,' after a moment's further thought, 'porn star' Will guessed, they chuckled but both thought it was a genuine possibility.
Coral and Harry's suite, 15 minutes to countdown.
'What are you wearing for,' you know for later,' she asked.
'Just a dressing gown.' Coral nodded her approval.
Harry didn't have to ask, her dress, a button-down summer dress with a pattern of brightly coloured flowers, and with a large, flared skirt was on the bed, she had already fastened the garter belt around her waist and was placing her foot into the first stocking, she drew it up her leg. Harry lay on his front on the bed, he turned his head to see her stand up and expertly smooth the stocking up to the suspender straps of her garter belt and stood up to attach them. She repeated the process, turning round to look in the mirror she asked, 'are my seams straight?'
'Yes,' and, 'Coral, you look fantastic.'
She smiled, 'why do men find stockings so fascinating,' she asked?
'An open invitation to have sex,' he replied. He looked up from the bed, her pussy was beautifully framed by the taut suspender straps.
She looked down at vagina, then reached for her dress, 'say goodbye,' she told Harry, and she drew her dress around her buttoning it, so her pussy gradually disappeared from his view. 'You know why I chose a flared skirt,' she asked, and before he could reply she lifted it high like a cancan dancer, revealing her pussy, she smiled and dropped it back down, "the more I turn him on the easier this is going to be" she thought, then a cheery, 'come on let's go.'
Ellen and Geoff, 15 minutes to go.
Ellen ran first one stocking then the next up her legs, she stood and started to fasten them to her garter belt, she saw Geoff, who lay across the bottom of the bed staring at her pussy, 'careful you don't fall off the edge,' she warned him, 'I'm okay,' he turned slightly to confirm this and that's when Ellen gave a gentle push.
He landed on the carpet, 'ouch,' he responded with mock hurt.
'Get up, cry-baby,' she told him, and he resumed his position, one arm supporting his head.
'What do you think, sexy enough?'
He stared at her pussy lips, the inner labia protruded, using his free arm he reached for her, stroking her labia, 'that's turning me on.'
'That's good, this is the only foreplay you're going to receive.' She couldn't disagree and remained stock still, closing her eyes as he slowly pushed his fingers inside her. She looked at her new gold watch, 'I need to put my dress on, don't want to be late.'
Siobhan and Will, at panic stations.