A sleepover

You stand there stunned in the pantry. How casually this older futa not only talked about trading her son to another futa but also her desire to have sex with you. Your heart betrays you, its beating speaks the truth you cant admit yet. You would say yes.

Another voice speaks loudly over the clinking, cheers, and loud discussions. "Woah woah there sugar. Finding young willing males is already hard enough. Like my pa always told me. One bad apple will ruin the bunch." Her sentiments were met with the sounds of agreement. "If any of them finds out what is happening, you can kiss your solution goodbye."

Yet another unseen pompous voice replies, "keeping this all a secret is the upmost importance. Isolating each one and acting at the same time is a reduction technique that should mitagate the chance of spooking the boys."

Lisa looks worried as she chimes in, "convincing one of them to be open to it is one thing but i dont know if youd be able to assure all eight. My dougie is still a virgin and wont be easy."

More clamoring from the group, this time slightly disappointed. Rachel manages to hush the group with her mere presence. "Ladies ladies, ahem. When your boys were little, what did they like? Wrestling? ninjas? No they just liked what the others liked. Well do this all together. Once one falls for a seduction technique then.. " the whole group hangs on her wise words. "The rest will fall. mouth first right on our cocks!" The emphasis on the final part sends cheers into the air. The futa yell excitedly about the plans.

Another voice adds detail, "lets remember this is a secret. If we want to trap them all in one place then i think well need an excuse. What about.."

"A lockin sleepover!" Yell more than on futa.

"Oh wow perfect, so well tell them its just a fun get away with moms and sons. Well need a place remote, quiet.. debra can you book us a place?"

Debra responds out of sight, "already booked! One night cabin in the woods, 8 bedrooms, 6 baths, lakeside, 18 and older only and best of all. No neighbors."

Your heart pounds in your chest as you think youve heard enough. They cant know you heard all of this, it is time to sneak back.

From your bedroom the muffled sounds of rambunctious drinking and plans go late into the night. As you hear the guests departing your mom knocks on the door.

"Hey mom."

"Hey sweetie.. good news. Were ganna go on a fun over night lockdown with your friends from school. Doesnt that sound fun?"