"Poor Alan," Suzanne pouted. "Sweetie, you must be getting all worked up, and there's no relief in sight!" So far, she'd been careful not to directly touch his boner, for fear of pushing Susan too far too fast. But she dared to slide a finger from the tip of his cockhead down to his balls, and then back again.
To no one's surprise, that made Susan gasp and pant even louder than before. She was getting desperate to get rid of Suzanne and Katherine, but she couldn't think of a good excuse.
Alan replied, "I am." There was nothing extraordinary about that, but as he said it, he stared intently at his mother's chest until she sheepishly removed her arms.
As he continued to stare, her sexual need caused her to strike a sexy pose, with her huge globes thrust towards him. Oh, Tiger! Mommy needs your cock so bad! Do you like my big tits? If only we were alone, you not only could look at them, you could FUCK them!
"Susan," Suzanne went on, "Angel was the last one to help him out today, but it looks like he needs some more special help. Can I do the honors... with my mouth?" She played her fingernails over his exposed erection. She held her nails just far enough away from his skin so that it was almost impossible to tell if contact was actually being made, but it created an exciting tingling for him.
"What? Now? Here?!" Susan asked incredulously as she looked all around. She wasn't surprised that things had reached a point where it was time for him to be pleasured, but she had assumed he would be taken to a private spot inside the house for that first. They had already pleasured him in front of others on Wednesday night with Brenda there, but Susan in her erotic mood had forgotten all about that, plus being outside during daytime made her extra skittish.
"Look how bad he needs it right now, Susan." Suzanne finally firmly gripped Alan's erection and began to stroke it very blatantly. She made sure that the others got an exceptionally good view of the action. "Isn't it better if he can calm down for when he does you and Angel? Do you want him to suffer in complete agony for the next hour? Is that how we repay him for helping us out?"
Susan stuttered, "Well, no, that would be mean. ... But you can't just do it here, in full view of everyone! In front of the neighbors? Can you?! I mean, his cock is just too big and hard! It's improper!" She covered her nipples again, but it wasn't because of modesty - she just wanted to furtively play with them.
"Who is 'everyone'?" Suzanne replied, while continuing to stroke his hard-on in a highly visible manner. "Just you. None of your neighbors can see in here, except me of course. Not even Angel can see from where she's sitting."
Katherine lay less than ten feet away and could see easily if she only turned around, but she'd been wisely keeping a quiet and low profile. She quickly closed her eyes and pretended to be napping in hopes that would help weaken her mother's resistance to Suzanne's schemes.
Susan asked, "Can't you just keep using your hands?"
"You know his stamina. That could literally take hours. Besides, are we not his official personal cocksuckers?"
"Well, yes, but what does that have to do with-"
Suzanne cut Susan off. "It has everything to do with it! That's not a part time job, only when you feel like it. If he snaps his fingers, it's your duty to crane your mouth open wide and SUCK!"
Susan gasped.
Suzanne was pumping up and down with both hands now. "And what about his medical need? Doesn't that come first? What's more important that giving him frequent, prolonged stimulation... with our mouths?"
"Um, well... I'll have to think about that one." Susan was really writhing about in her seat now, not to pinching and teasing her nipples in an increasingly blatant manner.
Suzanne concluded, "I have no choice but to help him out. It's cruel to leave him hanging. If you don't want to watch, just close your eyes."
Suzanne had softened Susan up so thoroughly with the discussion and everything else that Susan put up nearly no resistance, even though it was the first time for that to occur outdoors and in front of a group.
All Susan said was, "I think I will, then," and she did close her eyes. She leaned back deeper into her lounge chair. If she couldn't oppose Suzanne, at least she could be in denial about what was happening.
But as she lay still on her back, with her bountiful, naked tits thrust into the air, she realized that behind her sunglasses no one would know for sure whether her eyes were open or closed. Her intent to keep her eyes closed quickly vanished, but she was careful to only look over at Suzanne and Alan out of the corner of her eyes so that they wouldn't know.
However, she was fooling only herself, since the others knew how strong her cock lust was.
Alan was still straddling Suzanne's stomach, in an optimum position to play with her boobs while allowing her to easily reach his hard-on.
Suzanne motioned him with her hand to scoot backwards, and he kept on scooting until he reached her feet at the edge of the reclining chair. That enabled Suzanne to bend forward at the waist and lower her head to his crotch. After she pulled the fabric of his nearly useless bathing suit further down and away from his balls, she began to suck his meaty organ. One of her hands grasped his balls and the other stroked his lower shaft, while her mouth did all the rest.
Susan gasped loudly yet again, but the others pretended not to hear. Look at her! She's practically choking on all of that FAT COCK! Look at those sweet ruby red lips start to slide over his precious sweet spot! So HOT!
Did I just say "so hot?" Susan asked herself as she watched from behind her sunglasses, surreptitiously (or so she thought). What I really meant is "so wrong." Why did I agree to this?! I understand she really has no choice but to help him, but they should have just gone inside first. It's just that I feel so sorry for his 'blue balls' condition... He is such a terribly cum-filled boy... She was openly playing with her nipples and the rest of her breasts now, since she figured Katherine was sleeping and Alan and Suzanne weren't looking her way.
I really shouldn't be watching this, right? There's no real reason to watch ... except maybe to see how Suzanne does it. ... She's so good - better than me. I could learn some tips. Angel and I did agree earlier that the sharing of tips is vital, after all. Maybe they do get it more excited and bigger than I do?
If only Tiger had fucked me at the Halloween party, I could have satisfied my horny urges and I wouldn't be like this. ... No, I can't think that way! I'm going to be the best cocksucker there is, so I have to learn everything she's doing and do it better. I'll show them!
In truth, the chances of Susan learning anything useful was low. She'd already spied on Suzanne sucking him more than once. Plus, nearly all the action was taking place inside Suzanne's mouth, so there wasn't much to see. But it was a fig-leaf excuse for her to stare.
Oh my God! Did she just stick a finger in his mouth? She did! And now he's sucking on it just like how she's sucking on his big fat knob! Right here outside in the backyard, where anyone can see! I can even hear that damn slurping sound while he's ramming into her greedy mouth, over and over again! The neighbors could be watching. The scandal! I can't believe it! And now she's moving her finger in and out of his mouth just like it's a tiny penis. It's too improper! Sinful! Should I be allowing this, and outside, no less? This is too much; the neighbors would think we're total perverts. I have to say something!
But she didn't speak up to stop it. By now, she was tantalizingly close to her own big orgasm, thanks mostly to her nipple play.
Suzanne continued to use a whole series of tricks on Alan. But, halfway through, rather than staring up at him, or keeping her eyes closed, she stared directly at Susan.
By that point, Susan was so carried away that she couldn't look away, even though Suzanne kept on staring at her. She felt a growing bond between herself and Suzanne as the minutes passed, almost like she was communicating telepathically with her best friend over what needed to be done to Alan's erection.
Of course, there wasn't any real telepathy going on; it was just that they both had very similar ideas about how to best pleasure Alan's cock, and there was a certain amount of non-verbal communication between them. For instance, Susan might think more bobbing was called for, and she'd unconsciously bob her own head. Suzanne would see that and bob her head with the exact same timing. Or Susan would notice that Suzanne had been neglecting Alan's balls for a couple of minutes, and hold a hand up like she was cupping them. Suzanne would follow suit
It got to be that Susan really felt like she was stimulating her son's cock from afar. She loved it. When Suzanne started staring at her, she'd kept her hands still like she was covering her nipples instead of playing with them. But Suzanne continued to stare only at Susan's face, so it wasn't long until Susan resumed her "secret" tit play.
Knowing that she had a captive audience, Suzanne couldn't help but show off a little bit. She ostentatiously showed off things that only an exceptionally long tongue like hers could do, such as wrapping her tongue part way around his shaft, or flicking at his pisshole from inches away. Then she started deep throating him, even as she kept staring right at Susan.
She didn't do that for long, though. She'd been getting so carried away that she forgotten about Alan's limitations.
He watched her swallow more and more of his shaft until her upper lip was grazing against his tuft of pubic hair, but then he lost all control. His balls pulled up and his hips started bucking, showing that he'd crossed the point of no return.
Suzanne very quickly pulled back, because she wanted him to shoot his load in her mouth, not down her throat. She didn't want to miss the chance to enjoy his delicious cummy flavor. She finally broke eye contact with Susan, as she had to concentrate on his spasming cum explosion.
Susan held her breath as she saw her son's hips bucking wildly. She knew he was squirting into Suzanne's mouth, and that was so exciting to her that her own hips bucked while her entire body writhed and trembled. Even though she wasn't on the receiving end, every time he pulsed another rope of cum, it felt like a joyous victory to her.
Suzanne was a very good cocksucker indeed, even when she wasn't deep throating him. Amongst other things, she was excellent at swallowing all of his big loads. She began by taking everything his pumping dick shot out. But half-way through, she pretended that it was too much to take, so she slowly pulled her head back until he was squirting all over her face.
She'd figured (correctly) that the sight of Alan's cum dripping down her face would help excite Susan even further. Since she couldn't fuck Alan today, she hoped this would help with her other main scheme: furthering Susan's corruption.
"Oh, it was just too much!" Suzanne bemoaned to Susan as she lifted her head from Alan's lap.
Susan had nearly cum herself just from watching, but she didn't quite get there, perhaps because she'd been so busy playing with her nipples that she'd never touched her clit. That left her even more flustered and frazzled than before.
Suzanne complained, "Look how badly he needed to shoot - he literally filled my mouth with cum! Sweetie, you must have been in pain, backed up with too much semen!"
Suzanne turned her body towards Susan to show just how much he had fired onto her, even after she'd swallowed so much of it. She showed off the cum as it dripped down her nose and chin and fell onto the upper slopes of her huge round tits, as if she was exasperatedly showing how someone had playfully splashed a glass of heavy cream all over her body.
Susan had a nearly overwhelming urge to lick all of Alan's cum from Suzanne's face and chest. She practically rose from her chair to do just that, but managed to restrain herself.
She thought, So much yummy seed. Mmmm. Yummy, yummy, yummy! Mommy needs it! Suzanne, don't just sit there and let it all fall to the ground! Don't waste a drop! Mommy knows what to do with it, even if you don't!
She involuntarily and unconsciously licked all around her mouth with her tongue, as if the cum were on her face instead of on Suzanne's. Her pussy literally twitched with the desire to be filled and pummeled, but still she couldn't cum.
Katherine experienced similarly pleasing frustrations. She also wanted a face full of cum. And with all of her recent lesbian experiences, she was turned on by Suzanne too. It would have been a double pleasure for her to lick Suzanne's face clean of her brother's cum.
Alan saw his mother greedily lick herself and thought, Jesus! My mom is acting like a total cum slut today. Is she some kind of slut, honestly? If she is, why does she always deny her true feelings and never lets me fuck her?
Susan was so aroused that she felt she needed to take steps to cool the situation. Recalling that she'd taken her bikini top off, she put it back on. At that moment, the most arousing thing for her was seeing all the cum dripping down Suzanne's face, so she said in an unusually firm voice, "Suzanne, you need to clean your face. Now."
Suzanne replied, "Don't worry about me, Susan. I'll get myself cleaned up. See?" She ostentatiously rubbed the cum into her skin while making a near-orgasmic face. "Mmmm! I'll bet all this protein is really good for the skin."
Susan thought, I didn't mean for her to do THAT! That's only making things worse! Her face is going to be wonderfully SPERMY, all day long! So hot! If I don't cum soon, I'm gonna die!
Suzanne suggested, "Why don't you put some lotion on my cute little Sweetie, or he'll get burned for sure. Then, since you're nearly as pale as me, he can do you next."