Not exactly.

Angela was incredibly nervous as she felt herself speeding up to match Jen. Even more so when the phone connected and she heard Rod’s voice drift through the speakers. “Hey, honey, how are you doing? I didn’t expect to hear from you today. Things going ok with the girls?”

Before Angela could respond, Pastel just had to interject from across the room upon seeing Ange successfully reach her husband. “Put him on speaker and put your phone on the couch next to you, Angie. It’ll be much more enjoyable for your naughty noises to be harder to hide from your husband.”

*Click.*

Fuck. Ange was not thrilled to hear that, although she couldn’t disobey. Being so far below Pastel, she also couldn’t help Pastel’s closing remark from burrowing into her subconscious and making her feel a bit turned on trying to hide her moans from her husband. She poured all her focus into not sounding like her pussy was stuffed with a gently vibrating dildo as she answered, “Hey, baby. I’m doing great. The flight was a bit tricky but I managed alright. Yeah, we’re doing just fine. Lacey’s flight got delayed so she’ll be coming tomorrow. I just wanted to check in on YOU!”

The last word was loudly rushed from her lips as Jen suddenly leaned back and began bouncing her ass as far down her toy’s shaft as she could manage, forcing the other two women in the mirror match to do the same. Mary clapped a hand over her mouth as her eyes bulged, doing her best to not be the one to alert Rod to their indecent activities. Jen just lightly bit her lip, only trying just hard enough to stay quiet so as to avoid her friends’ ire the next morning. Unlike Mary and Angela, Jen wasn’t married, and she had no plans to fully settle down just yet. In her mind, getting Angela to walk on the wild side again like they did in undergrad would be good for her.

Rod noticed the sudden shift in Angela’s voice, but assumed it was just due to Jennifer unexpectedly prodding his wife just for the fun of interfering with her call. In a sense, he was correct. He just didn’t know what was prodding her was one of Jen’s big pink sex toys. Jen started rolling her hips as she kept the three of them bouncing at a moderate pace, forcing their toys to pound every possible inch of their pussies with each motion. It was getting very hard to stay quiet.

“That’s sweet,” Rod responded, “tell the girls I said hi. I don’t think I’ve seen either of them since before the whole new social order started.” Ange bit her lip as Jen started playing with her nipples, once again escalating the competition since the other girls were compelled to do the same. Rod lightly chuckled before asking, “Knowing how wild you guys were back in college, I have to ask, have either of them bossed you around? If they can, that is.”

Angela was fighting with everything she had not to let out the moans building inside. She knew Jen would be tough to outlast. She was incredibly kinky, and Ange knew that would give her an advantage; Angela was confident that for Jen, a big dildo alone wouldn’t be enough to push her over the edge. But it probably would be more than enough for the already struggling Mary, whose moans were clearly audible now that no hand was in the way to muffle them. Ange tried to talk as loudly as possible to cover them without losing control herself. “Yeah, a little bit. Both of them are higher up than us. Jen’s taking more—“ She **** herself to pause and suck in air to fight the urge to scream in pleasure as Jen upped the anti once again by playing with her clit. By making all three of them play with their clits. Ange did all she could to press on before the pause went on for too long“—LIBERTIES than MARY IS!”

The line was almost silent for a moment before Rod quizzically spoke again. “Are you ok, Ange—“

“AaaaaAAAaah!!” Mary lost her composure entirely. Having to play with her clit while riding such a huge fake cock was too much for her.

It was all she could do to keep herself from going over the edge and cumming on the massive dildo forcing wave after wave of pleasure through her pussy.

“Ange, what is going on?”

“MmmmMMMMM! Jen mIIIght be taking some liberties right NOOOOOOOW!”

The floodgates opened. Now that the secret was out, none of the girls tried to hide how much their toys were effecting them anymore. Angela adjusted their position as their moans filled the room. She managed to pulling them forward a bit and getting their hands on their things rather than circling their clits before Jen could react, giving them a slight reprieve despite Jen’s picking up the pace yet again.. She hoped it would let her respond to Rod a bit better, but she wasn’t sure. Looking at her friend’s flushed face, Angela was sure Mary would reach orgasm in a few more strokes and likely raise the eyebrows of both callers.

Rod sat open-mouthed in stunned silence for a moment as the moans and yelps of his wife and her two friends consumed his speakers. Despite himself, he was getting harder.

“Um, I see… Well, maybe call me tomorrow morning so we can talk about it then, I guess—”

“FUUUUUUUUUUCK!!”

Mary came first. Rod could tell the satisfied scream wasn’t his wife’s. As soon as he heard it he was rock hard.

“Uh, which one of you was that?”

Ange was so fucking close now. Mary was being **** along still by the rules of their contest despite having cum once already, and Ange guessed she was on the way to a second orgasm. Jen looked like she was almost there too. She knew couldn’t afford any more difficulties at this point. She wondered why calling her husband was making her so much wetter. So much hornier. She pulled up along the shaft and started twerking closer to the tip. It was risky, but she decided to gamble that if Jen was happy enough with a smaller boyfriend to stay with him that the goth bombshell would have a real weakness to g-spot stimulation. As she pulled her pussy up along the vibrating plastic driving her wild, she had a moment of clarity through the haze of pleasure clouding her mind. Fuck fuck fuck it’s the call it’s the fucking call it’s because she told me to enjoy it in front of Rod fuck I need to stop the call.

“Tell yOOOOuuuuu in the mooooorniiiiing, babe?”

It was going to be a close finish. Ange was almost there, but it looked like Jen might be just a bit closer.

“Ok then, I guess so. Talk to you tomorrow.“

Fuck fuck no no no don’t say it I’ll cum don’t say it.

He said it. "Love you, honey.”

Fuck fuck no no nooo!

“I LOVE YOU TOOOOOOO!!”

Ange came second.

Rod hung up.