Naughty Slumber Party: Raiding Mom's Closet

Anita, Ava, and Mary bounced on the bed in their pajamas, candies in their mouths, watching each other's tits shake. The second the front door clicked shut they bolted to the mother's room. They expected scarves. They found corsets instead—black lace, steel bones, leather that smelled like her skin. One yanked open the top drawer and froze. Dildos. Thick silicone cocks lined up like silverware. Pink. Glass. One curved just right. They grabbed what they liked and ran back. Tops came off. The corsets waited on the floor. Anita's nipple brushed Ava's mouth and that was it—they dropped everything except the toys. Mary lay back first, legs spread, working the thickest one between her folds until it disappeared. Anita took the glass. Ava went down on Mary while she fucked herself, tongue circling, spit sliding down the shaft. They switched fast, greedy, no one wanting to miss a turn. Moans filled the room, wet sounds, the slap of skin. No one checked the clock.