Someone [ 2 / 3 ]
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Alan came to life, as if awakening from a dream, and looked at the world around him. His mother's sticky juices were on two sides of him now. It suddenly felt gross to him to be so sticky. He looked at his emotionally and physically spent mother as she rested near his feet with her eyes closed, and thought of all the cum he'd slathered all over her, even though it had worked into her skin and couldn't be seen anymore. Her own juices, though, were visible all over her, and she looked a mess.
Susan repeatedly licked her lips, lost in deep reflection and oblivious to the world around her. Yeeeessssss, she thought with complete and utter satisfaction. This afternoon has been the best, most pleasurable thing I've ever felt! Forget about regular fucking - that was better than any fuck I've ever had. I'm going to concentrate all my efforts on cocksucking from now on. More than before, even. I was having naughty thoughts about buttfucking and God knows what else, but I'm content just to nibble on his knob. It's soooo good! That'll keep me more than satisfied. Well, that and titfucking and handjobs, of course. As long as his cock is on me in some way.
Yes, Son, you don't know it yet, but your mommy's your happy little sex slut now. My son has conquered me with his potent, cum-filled fuck stick! Or maybe you do know it, Son, because your mother is such a shameless hussy, blowing your thick knob right in the open, in front of everyone!
I love it! I'm going to make you feel so good, every day! I'm like a junkie needing another fix. I'm dead to the world now, but I've got to feel like that again, and soon! I'm a sex junkie! Yes. Sex junkie. Sex cow. Mooo. Sex slave! Sex, sex, sex! Yes! Sex with my son... Despite all that happened, that last thought sent a shiver of excitement down her spine.
Yes. He's going to fuck me. Right in my needy cunt. It's inevitable. It'll be even BETTER than cocksucking, if such a thing is possible! I'll be the ultimate sinner. My own son is going to fuck me so deep and so hard that I'm going to DIE of JOY! YES!
But she had no energy to move, so she just reveled in these wild thoughts and fantasies.
Alan looked up at Suzanne and saw her calmly sit back with her sunglasses raised high on her forehead. That was all she was wearing.
She looked directly at him and smiled. Then she gave him a knowing wink.
He winked back. He'd had a great time, to say the least, but he didn't fully fathom what a transcendental experience Susan had just had with her countless orgasms.
Suzanne, though, had a much better idea, and she was very jealous. At the same time, she was pleased that Susan's barriers were crumbling so rapidly. She knew that all this mind-blowing sexual pleasure would have a big effect on Susan's psyche, making her much more willing in the future to do sexual things with Alan in front of other loved ones.
Even Katherine, from the poor angle where she sat, could tell that something momentous had happened and that her mother had experienced some kind of mental breakthrough that would result in more sexual fun for everyone in the future.
Alan looked over at his sister and saw her apparently move back into a sleeping position. Finally stripping off his ineffectual bathing suit completely, he announced, "Thanks, Mom! That was great. You were super. I'm going for a swim."
He bounded nude to the pool and cannonballed in with a big splash. He swam quite a few laps in the pool. The water made him feel completely fresh and alive. He'd never swum naked before, and found it extremely invigorating. When he finally stopped for a pause, he looked around to get his bearings and saw that his mother and Suzanne now both stood in the pool as well. They caught his eye and smiled. He was glad that both of them seemed happy, naked, and unconcerned, despite all that had just occurred.
What Alan didn't know was that a few minutes earlier, when Susan and he were completely occupied with each other, Suzanne had hurriedly gotten up, scuttled across the back porch and into the house, and grabbed her purse, which was in the living room. She'd taken out a small egg-shaped vibrator and pushed it up into her pussy until nothing could be seen of it from the outside. So now she stood there in the pool with a vibrator designed "for the woman on the go" throbbing deep inside her.
Suzanne spoke quietly and reassuringly to Susan next to her. "Girl, I know you may be feeling a bit embarrassed right now, but don't be. Just look at your handsome son swimming naked in the pool. Just look at him! You don't even need to see his cock to know he's going to have a big, powerful one built to tame lots of big-titted women."
"That's true," Susan sighed dreamily.
Suzanne said, "And a demanding one! Why, I dare say that even without his special medical treatment, he'd be cumming close to six times a day anyway, now that he's entering his sexual prime. You, Angel, me - we have no choice but to be his personal cocksuckers. Who cares if the other one or two of us sees? That's good! We can watch and get tips that way, learning from each other."
"Hmmm. That's a good point." Susan loved to hear that, since she needed justification for her desire to be one of his personal cocksuckers. But she was a little uncertain, now that she was coming down from her erotic high. Still, her pussy tingled with need as she watched her son swim, even though it was painfully sore from so many climaxes. She couldn't stop admiring his bare buttocks move through the water.
Suzanne added, "I wish I'd been in your shoes. You got quite a rubdown there. How many times did you cum?"
Susan blushed a little bit. "Um, a few." She still liked to maintain the pretense that all her sexual activity was only to help her son, and that she herself didn't also get incredible sexual pleasure from it.
Alan finally swam up to where the two mothers had been next to each other in the water. They stood up as he approached, so that their boobs hung just above the surface of the water, where earlier they had been bobbing up and down like a line of four giant buoys. He noticed that his mother's bikini top was still off, but, looking closer underwater, he saw that she had put her bikini bottoms back on. Suzanne, by contrast, remained completely naked.
Their four naked tits, all in a line, were a truly unprecedented sight to behold. His exhausted penis returned to full hardness in seconds. He was struck once again by how similar their bodies were to each other. No wonder they're friends - it's like they have the exact same bodies. Not just kind of the same, but exactly the same from the neck down, minus the skin tone. And they're both so unusually tall. Sis too. It's a good thing I'm over six feet tall myself, or I'd be intimidated by their sheer size.
Suzanne spoke to him from across the pool. "I was just telling your mother that it isn't fair. Seems like she got a much better rubdown than I did! MUCH better."
Susan blushed. She lowered her head. "It was ... nice, very nice ... but I'm afraid it can't happen again."
"What?" both Alan and Suzanne said at the same time.
Suzanne had concluded that her "lotion application" scheme had been a total success, and Susan's comments to her a minute earlier had assured her that all was fine.
Alan figured for sure that his mother's taking off her bikini top was a sign that things would get wetter and wetter all day long. And he wasn't thinking of the water in the pool.
Katherine was upset too. I've been keeping a low profile here 'cos Aunt Suzy assured me that was best for the long term. She wanted Mom to know I was there, but not have me rub it in her face. So I behave perfectly, miss out on all the fun, and we still get THIS? Ugh! I just can't win.
"You heard me," Susan continued. "It's not the blowjob; I'm fine with that. Tiger desperately needed relief, so I had no choice but to help. It was some of the other stuff. We need to maintain boundaries, and I'm afraid I forgot my own rule, that Tiger is not allowed to touch me in certain places. That can quickly lead to even more boundary violations, as we saw today. Why, Son, you almost put your fingers in my... in my you-know-where."
The more her arousal was ebbing, the more she thought about her weak moments when she'd been eager for him to fuck her. That looked pretty bad to her now, and she didn't know which was worse: that she'd wanted to be fucked in her ass, or in her pussy.
Alan and Suzanne had a hard time keeping straight faces when Susan said, "Tiger is not allowed to touch me in certain places." It had seemed that was one rule which had been long forgotten.
Susan added, "And doing this out in the open in front of everyone is terribly improper! Even now, what if the neighbors saw? What if Brad or Eric came home and saw?"
"That isn't going to happen, I can assure you," Suzanne said.
"Still..." Susan finally raised her eyes again. "It's much too improper. ... Son, I understand we have to provide you with prolonged stimulation until you cum as many times today as we can, and that's fine. I'd love to give you as many blowjobs as you want, and I hope you'll, uh, you can..."
Her mood had swung so much back in the prudish direction that now she was embarrassed to admit that she'd had her own orgasms (though it hadn't swung so far that she wanted to go in the house and end all the fun). "Um, I hope you can make me feel good too. But we can't just do it willy-nilly. We have to have rules."
They saw that she was serious. Somehow, she had rediscovered some of her self-control. Once Alan had left her presence, it was as if the fog of lust had lifted from her brain and all her usual after-the-fact doubts had come rushing back. She was ashamed that she'd let Alan get away with so much in full sight of Suzanne and probably Katherine. She worried that she'd lost some of her authority. But the main issue was how she'd luxuriated in the thought of being fucked by her son. Since she hadn't expressed those urges out loud, the others didn't understand what was really bothering her.
Alan was glad that he hadn't just reached out to play with the two mothers' boobs, as he'd been about to do. Great. More teasing, less satisfaction, he thought bitterly. He started to say, "But-"
"No buts! Laying out here together and swimming and all is fine, but we ladies are more than capable of putting on our own lotion, thank you very much!"
Looking to lessen the defeat, he asked, "What about backs? Nobody can put lotion on their own back."
"Okay, the backs then. But that's it."
"And what about Sis? I covered both of you, but I still haven't covered her, and I promised."
Susan vacillated. "Okay, I guess that's only fair. But keep those boundaries in mind this time and keep her bikini on, or you'll both be in big trouble!" She furtively glanced down at his boner floating under the water. It had just engorged in the last minute or two, as he stood close to the two MILF beauties. Sheesh! Does that thing EVER go down?!
She added, "And put your bathing suit back on, as soon as you get out of the pool. And this is the last time you do this."
At heart, Susan was a big softy. But also, she was still feeling lusty enough that she could talk the talk about stopping things, but she didn't have the heart to walk the walk.
Suzanne commented, "Susan, I just realized something. You forgot to clean his cock and balls after his climax."
"Oh no! I did, didn't I? Oh dear!" She looked at his stiff cock as it bobbed under the water. "Well, I guess that's okay because his swimming has cleaned things up."
Suzanne said, "But that's not the point, is it? It's not just about getting clean; it's about showing your respect and your devotion. It's about thanking his cock for letting you suck it. Isn't it?"
"That's true," she said sadly. "But I was just so out of it..."
"Is that a legitimate excuse? Does that clean his cock?"
"Well, no, obviously..."
"I think you need to be punished. I think you need a good spanking!"
Alan was still standing in front of them, listening with great interest. He said, "Don't worry about it, Mom. It's not a big deal. I love that you do that, but it's not like a law you have to do it every time."
Susan nodded while remaining silent. She was secretly disappointed. Even though she was no longer riding an erotic high, she still loved the idea of having her son give her a good spanking.
Suzanne quietly sighed in frustration. Why is he so damn considerate? It makes my job more difficult. Oh well. Today has still been a huge step forward overall, and it's not even done yet.