Sara (43), Alice (39) and I (my names Marie - 45) were all dancing, dressed in our sexiest night club wear, there in Sara's living room while her stereo pulsed out a song about not wanting any short dicked man. Our outfits were all latex and lace, I wore a red one, blue for Sara and jet shiny black on Alice. Alice always seemed to lean towards black. The three of us always liked to dress like total whores for our sons. It made us feel sexier and made them hornier which we liked.
We all chuckled as we gyrated making little dicked symbols with out hands and shaking our heads from side to side.
"No No No" we all laughed as our body's and ass's swayed to the pounding music. "Don't want no, don't want no..."
I paused my happy movements when I realized there had been a knock at Sara's front door. Walking to the stereo I heard her doorbell as I lowered the volume.
"Ooh" we all giggled.
"The new Mom must be here" I said walking towards the door.
The other two girls continued to dance with their hands, each still shaped to indicate tiny cocks, up in the air while they shook their heads no and wiggled there index fingers at one another laughing. "Don't want no short dicked man..."
Still chuckling I opened the door... to find a young man with religious pamphlets in his hands who gasped upon seeing me and gazing past me into the house. He immediately turned and ran like some kind of demonic creature had confronted him. "Hmmm." I laughed towards the other girls who also laughed. "Musta been something I said!"
About to close the door again I saw there was a woman at the end of the walkway with a young man at her side who seemed to be hesitating about coming any further. For a moment I thought they may have been with the young man who had just been at the door but they didn't quite seem the type. The young man with this woman had a very nice muscular build and was showing off his upper body with a skimpy muscle shirt and to be honest, while she seemed a bit nervous she also wore a somewhat revealing outfit.
I waved and motioned for them to come.
"It'll be fine Mom" I heard the boy gently prodding his Mother. They both slowly walked towards me and the house.
Turning I waved to the girls to lower the music. "This ones a bit nervous" I whispered to them.
The woman, who by the way was now very obviously a very attractive woman, smiled weakly and said "My names Claire and this is my son Jeff." Claire turned out to a a 38 year old divorce and her son was 18. I was a bit surprised since every one of our sons were also 18.
They stepped into the house shyly and I could see her eyes slightly bulge when she saw what the three of us were wearing. Jeff on the other hand instantly sported what appeared to be quite an impressive hardon. We three moms all licked our lips.
"Relax darling" I said giving her a gentle hug. "We don't bite... not usually anyway." I closed the door giggling.
Sara and Alice chuckled and both went into the kitchen to get refreshments.
Claire was looking around nervously. "Please come sit down sweetheart and we can chat" I said leading her into Sara's living room. The music was now very low and Sara had changed it to soft jazz so it was more relaxing... and a bit sexual. The lighting was low and a red light Sara had towards the back gave the room a sensual kind of glow.
Now that I could see her Claire better I could see that she was dressed in a somewhat skimpy outfit as well though no where as slutty as ours were. She actually had black nylons on and black high heels, a short pleated black skirt, a somewhat see-through beige top which allowed her black bra to show though, had drop dead blonde hair and warm makeup. She didn't look even remotely as whorish as the three of us did but she was definitely a hot fuckable mom.
Jeff, being a younger hound was having the time of his life and was drooling over me and the others as they returned to the living room as well.
