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Susan probably would have given in to her urges and spied on them before long. However, she was self-aware enough to realize how likely it was that she'd do that, and she felt bad about violating her children's privacy. So she deliberately did something to distract herself: she called Suzanne on the kitchen phone. Many important events had happened since they'd last talked the previous afternoon, and Susan felt it was her duty to bring her best friend up to speed.
Suzanne started things off on an eager note. "Okay, it's time. Spill the beans! What's the big secret already? I didn't pester you about it yesterday; I used great restraint, but now I'm pestering!"
"What secret?"
"You know the one. You mentioned something mysterious was happening with Brenda. I need to know!"
"Oh, that secret. Unfortunately, there hasn't been much development there. I thought I'd hear from her again, but I haven't. You don't want to know, though, until I can present the entire thing."
Suzanne could tell that Susan was hiding something, since Susan was a terrible liar, but she didn't want to call her on it. Instead, she hoped to get Susan to reveal what she knew of her own volition, so she said encouragingly, "But I do! I do!"
Susan frowned, then replied, "Trust me. It'll be waaaay better if you wait. I'll call her later and see what's up. So we'll know one way or another soon."
Suzanne sighed. "Oh, very well."
From there, Susan switched to talking about her latest interactions with Alan. The conversation took a long while, since she was in the habit of telling Suzanne every last detail, including sexual details. In fact, recounting the sexual details was the part she loved the most. When it came time to describe her long blowjob when she was wearing the shirt in which she'd cut a large hole, she found herself also fingering her pussy through her clothes. By the time she was finished, her clothes were half-off and askew because she'd ended up playing directly with her nipples and pussy until she had a nice orgasm.
As usual, Suzanne pretended not to notice Susan's increasingly ragged breathing, her increasing number of sexy "Mmmm" noises, and all her other tell-tale signs of impending orgasm. Susan had no idea how obvious she was when she was giving in to her horny urges.
Once Susan confessed that she'd given Katherine permission to help Alan with his "special problem," Suzanne said, "I think that's a very wise decision. I'm proud of you, that you're mature enough not to let jealousy blind you. But how are you feeling about it right now? I'm sure it can't be easy for you."
Susan sighed. "You can say that again! It wouldn't be so bad, except, except..."
"Except what?"
"Except... even as we speak, Angel is up in Tiger's room, gobbling on his fat knob!"
"Really?!" Suzanne thought, The plot thickens. As does his cock. Hee-hee!
"It's true. I haven't seen it for myself, but I gave her permission when she asked if she could go do that, so of course she is." She asked hopefully, "It's not like Tiger's penis would be flaccid, would it?"
Suzanne said, "I think it's safe to rule that out, especially if she's been up there for a while."
"She has," Susan said sadly.
"So how does that make you feel?"
"Jealous! I'm green with jealousy! That should be ME up there! If I'd told her no and helped him right now, then instead of talking to you, it would be MY lips stretched wide, and MY tongue dancing on his sweet spot! I'd be lying naked between his legs, just like a good big-titted mommy should, fondling his sperm-filled balls, stroking those thick ten inches of rock hard- OH!"
"What?"
"I'm sorry, It's just that I'm making myself so horny!" She had to take a few long moments to try to control her breathing. Then she continued, "When I start thinking like that, it becomes very real for me. I start salivating and even open my mouth in a perfect 'O' shape if I'm not talking, ready to engulf him all the way in, until I'm practically choking and gagging on all ten inches of his delicious cock-meat!"
Suzanne knew Alan's penis was just a bit shy of eight inches when fully erect, but she saw no urgent need to correct her best friend about that yet again. "I think that's commendable. It shows me yet again just how much you love him. I also think it's very commendable that you let Angel go to him, despite your passion to serve his cock. That's a healthy attitude, because you're going to stand aside while others enjoy his cock quite a lot."
"I am?!"
"Sure. You're one of his personal cocksuckers now, and so am I, and so is Angel, but it's not going to stop there. We already know he's having sexual success at school, although we don't know the details. He's probably building up a little stable of teenaged hotties." Suzanne actually doubted that, since she didn't think he'd have much success with women without her secretly pulling the strings in the background. But she figured it would help Susan's attitude. Plus, she had to admit that he must have had some success at school all on his own already.
Suzanne continued in a sadder tone, "Additionally, I'm not exactly thrilled about it, but Amy will join in before long. I'd stop that if I could, and I'll try to delay it as long as I can, but given how they feel for each other, and Amy's beauty, and other facts, it's all but inevitable."
"That's probably true," Susan said.
"And there will be others. He has what women want. For instance, what about Brenda? Don't you think it's fairly likely he'll seduce her eventually?"
Susan winced. "Probably. ... Almost certainly." She groaned unhappily.
Suzanne said, "I can hear the pain in your voice. But don't think of it as a bad thing, think of it as a very, very good thing!" Knowing that Susan was already very horny from the things they'd been talking about, she asked, "Doesn't it make you hot, thinking about Angel polishing his knob right now? To me, that's a sign of what an impressive stud he is. How many boys his age manage to turn their beautiful, busty mothers AND sisters into his personal cocksuckers?"
Susan was highly conflicted, but she admitted, "Not many."
"Doesn't it excite you to know that while all the other boys in school merely eat their lunches during lunch, Sweetie is off in some secret room, probably with a bevy of busty cheerleaders taking turns slurping on his cock?" Suzanne figured that had to be a wild exaggeration, even given Alan's great sexual fortune lately, but she also figured that would push Susan's buttons.
She was right. Susan breathlessly exclaimed, "Oh, yes! Heck yes! Now, THAT is hot!"
"What's the difference?" Suzanne asked. "Isn't it even hotter with Angel? She's one of the most beautiful girls in school. There's no doubt about it. She could have any boyfriend she wants. And yet she prefers to fully submit to the power of her brother's cock! Come on! If he snaps his fingers and she crawls naked to him and then lovingly licks his long bone from base to tip and back again, wouldn't the sight of that get your blood pumping?"
Susan's chest was heaving up and down. "If you put it that way, then yes! That's seriously hot!"
Suzanne said, "Of course it is. And think about the advantages. You and your daughter will have so much to talk about, so much to share. You can share cocksucking tips and all kinds of other tips. The next time you go shopping together, you'll go as two personal cocksuckers looking for extra sexy clothes to better titillate your shared man. Plus, it opens up all kinds of new possibilities for you. For instance, can you imagine kneeling naked under the dining table and bobbing on your son's delicious cock all through his breakfast? Or any other meal, for that matter? Now that she's fully involved, there's nothing stopping you from doing just that!"
Susan fretted, "I could never do that, not in a million years. It's just so embarrassing, not to mention degrading. Maybe... Maybe I could, if it was just Tiger and me there. But not with my sweet Angel watching and listening! I would simply die of humiliation!"
Suzanne responded, "You say that now, but tell me, haven't you thought about that? Isn't that a secret fantasy of yours?"
Actually, Susan had been thinking about that very thing a fair amount lately. She'd even suggested it to Brenda during one of their recent conversations. She was astonished. "How did you know that?!"
Suzanne was pleased. Although Susan had shared many of her fantasies, none had been like that, and she'd merely made a good guess. She stated confidently, "It makes perfect sense. Sweetie is a remarkably virile young man. I must say that his stamina has exceeded all my expectations. And he's also a growing boy who eats a lot, so he always needs a VERY good breakfast!" She chuckled at that.
Then she continued, "It follows that he'll want his personal cocksuckers to help him through his meals. Don't be surprised if you start spending some meals UNDER the table. While he gobbles down his food, you'll be gobbling up and down his cock! And when he eats his sweet dessert off his plate, your dessert will be his yummy cum splattered all over your face and chest, and even more pouring down your throat! And of course Angel will be watching all the while, at least when it's not HER turn to spend a meal under the table!"
Susan clutched at one of her hefty globes with her free hand. She pictured that so vividly that for a moment she really thought she was under the table. She gasped, "That's... that's... SO HOT!"
Suzanne chuckled. "Yes. Yes, it is." Although she had reluctantly admitted that she was one of Alan's "personal cocksuckers," since it couldn't be denied what she was doing to him and him alone, she didn't put herself in the same category as the obviously sexually submissive Susan and Katherine. She considered it way too undignified to ever "help" Alan with an under-the-table blowjob. So when she talked about such a thing, she was having a fun time imagining Susan doing that.
Whereas Susan was thinking solely about herself doing that. It had been a wild and fleeting fantasy of hers, but Suzanne's comments made it seem actually possible, if not probable, and that aroused her to no end.
Susan had remained fully dressed through the phone call. But she was wearing a sexy blouse and short shorts and nothing else. Suzanne's words had worked her up so much that she'd pulled her shorts down enough to access her pussy, once the under-the-table talk had started. Once she started furtively fingering herself, she found herself spiraling rapidly towards orgasm. She practically shouted, "Gotta go! Talk to you later! Bye!"
But before she could hang up the phone, Suzanne shouted back, "Wait! Wait!" Then, seeing the line was still connected, she added, "Do me a favor. Go upstairs and watch or at least listen to what Angel is doing. It'll help you adjust that much faster."
Susan panted, "I'll, I'll... consider it. Bye!" Then she did slam the phone down. She barely managed to stave off her climax long enough to end the call, due to Suzanne's last words. She actually started screaming in orgasmic ecstasy even as she was putting the receiver in its place.
Suzanne heard the start of that scream before the line disconnected, and that gave her a great big smile. I love Susan so much! It's exactly like I always thought: her prudish persona was just a facade. Her sexy, slutty side was always buried inside her, just waiting for a chance to come out. And boy oh boy, has it come out! Color me pleasantly surprised again. Just as with Sweetie, she's actually exceeded my hopeful expectations! Things can only get better as she comes to fully accept her new way of life.
Not surprisingly, Suzanne was very pleased by the latest developments that Susan had described. She had planned to gradually get Susan to accept that Katherine also needed to be helping Alan do his thing, but now those plans could be happily tossed aside. That sped up her timeline for her overall scheme quite a bit.