'Someone' Special [ 2 / 20 ] 5K words
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Despite the fact that Susan was still recovering and needing air, she managed to sit up enough to check out the state of her son's penis. Just as she'd figured, it was erect. "UGH!"
She collapsed back to the bed. "It pains me to see! Can I at least stroke it for a few minutes, while I take a breather here?"
"No," he firmly responded. "I know how that slippery slope goes. The focus is entirely on YOU. This is a Tuesday, you know. This is your day."
"I'm very well aware of the fact that it's Tuesday; you don't need to remind me. But since it's my day, that means we can do what I want, right?"
He cut in, "Oh, no you don't! I can see where you're going with that. Like I said, this is your 'punishment.' Aren't you enjoying it?"
"I am. So much! But you know what would make it even better? What if we make a sixty-nine? Then I could have the best of both worlds!" Her excitement over the idea was suddenly reenergizing her, and she sat up again. "What do you say?"
He felt tempted, very tempted. But he said, "The problem with that is that you're too good. You'll be sucking my cock before long, and I'll totally lose myself in the arousal. You'll make me forget my name, much less that I'm supposed to be licking you too."
"Oh, come on!" She already started repositioning herself on the bed. "It'll be great! I promise I'll be really bad at sucking. Please?! Pretty please?! As a special Tuesday favor? After all, you did say you want to treat me for all the nice things I've done for you, and nothing would make me happier right now..."
He was even more tempted. But while he was considering what to do, she literally climbed on top of him, leaving him no choice but to lie back underneath her. Realizing there was no stopping his cock-hungry mother, he said, "Okay, but promise me at least that you'll only lick me and not suck me. I honestly don't want to get too distracted."
"I can't make any promises when your mouth-wateringly delicious, sperm-filled cock right is waving around right in front of my face. But I'll try."
He couldn't see her face, since his own face was already up against her pussy mound, but he was sure that she was smirking with delight.
Knowing that he didn't have long before he really was too distracted to do much, he decided the time of teasing was over. He swiped his tongue all the way up her slit, and lightly pinched her clit for good measure.
Susan had already started licking around his cockhead while stroking his lower shaft too. But she protested, "No fair! How am I supposed to concentrate on MY important work here, if you make me feel that good?"
"Tough luck, babe!" He snickered. "The battle has begun! Let's see who can distract who first!"
She was just as exuberant and energized as he was. "Ha! You're on! This cock is MINE!" With that, she engulfed all of his cockhead and then some, and began feverishly bobbing on it.
He thought with amusement and chagrin, So much for her resolve to stick with licking. Color me surprised.
He was suddenly hit with a series of pleasure waves washing through his body. It was so wonderful and overwhelming that he temporarily couldn't even coherently think.
Susan thought, This is Heaven on Earth, right here! Seventh Heaven, even! There's nothing I love more than sucking this yummy cock, but doing it when he's licking my pussy is even BETTER! What's more, this is just the first time. I can't even imagine how it'll feel once he gets really good at it! Dear Lord, thank You for making our bodies capable of experiencing so much pleasure!
Once Alan more or less recovered, he thought, Uh-oh! This is exactly what I feared. She's gotten so friggin' great at that! I do have to get cracking here, before she literally sucks me to sweet oblivion!
He'd been licking her labia, but in an absent-minded manner, thanks to what she was doing to him. That changed. He still was inexperienced when it came to licking pussies, and it showed, but he knew the "alphabet trick" where one drew the shapes of letters with one's tongue, and he used that to good effect.
Both of them went at it with all they had. However, Alan had the great advantage that he'd already worked Susan up to the brink of a climax before their sixty-nine "battle" had begun. As a result, it wasn't long before his mother was screaming loudly in orgasmic ecstasy.
However, that didn't slow her down much. True, she had to pull her mouth off his boner while she screamed and writhed, if only to make sure that she didn't injure him. But mere seconds after regaining control of her body, she swallowed his cockhead and kept right on bobbing, stroking, and sucking. She was still struggling for oxygen, but she somehow managed, thanks to her growing expertise at breathing through her nose while cocksucking.
Even so, Alan knew that she wasn't able to use her full bag of tricks while recovering from her orgasm, so again he tried to make the most of his time before she distracted and aroused him too much. Although the alphabet trick was going well, he felt like he needed more, since his tongue seemed like too delicate an instrument. He switched to licking on and around her clit while plunging two fingers in and out of her slit.
That worked so well that she remained too distracted to get on top of her cocksucking game. In fact, more than once she had to pull off his boner just to gasp for air.
Then, a couple of minutes later, she was hit with another orgasm. This one was even bigger than the previous one, and once she started cumming, it seemed like she simply couldn't stop.
Since Susan's pussy was above Alan's face, he felt like a flood of cum was pouring down and all over him. Despite his face getting wetter and wetter, he gamely kept on licking all through his mother's multiple orgasm. He firmly gripped her legs with both hands so he was able to keep licking both her clit and slit despite the way she was thrashing around.
Susan was so overwhelmed that she had no chance to continue licking or sucking until her body calmed down.
But once her orgasms ended, she was hit with a great exhaustion. She closed her eyes, and muttered, "So good! Mmmm! Thanks. But Mommy... Mommy needs to rest. I'm just gonna... rest here for a minute, and then... and then... finish up..."
He managed to extricate himself from underneath her. Then he put a pillow under her head.
"Mmmm," she purred. "Thanks..." She smiled with her eyes still closed, and snuggled into the pillow.
He stood up and took a good look at her nude body sprawled out on the bed. He said, "I'm going to go to the bathroom. You just rest."
She was so out of it so fast that her only response was a slight moan.
Alan didn't really have to go to the bathroom. He figured that was a good excuse to leave without her worrying about it. He didn't mind not cumming. After all, his goal had been to make Susan feel good, and he'd accomplished that. Besides, he knew he'd need to save up his orgasms for later in the day.
Walking back to his room, he glanced at Katherine's door. He was somewhat surprised that she hadn't woken up due to Susan's loud screams, but he figured the fact that it was four in the morning explained that.
Back in his bed with the light off again, he tried to go back to sleep. However, he thought, Excellent! That worked out great. The only problem is that I'm still so wired that it's hard to sleep. But still, I need more of these "midnight sneaks!" There's been far too much focus on my dick. It's kinda gotten out of hand. I don't care what Mom says; there does need to be some kind of balance. Giving is just as much fun as receiving. Well, not counting the way she crushes my skull with her powerful thighs! We've gotta work on that. And sixty-nines could be a very good thing. I need to remember to do more off that.
Yep, everything is working out fine. Next time, Sis is gonna get a middle of the night surprise! He chuckled to himself.
Even though his excitement lingered for a while, his body needed the sleep, and he found himself zonked out in a matter of minutes. He didn't check the clock, but his goal to be back asleep in half an hour had worked out nearly to the minute.
Susan was similarly excited. Oh boy! Sixty-nines are AWESOME! Having my son lick my pussy is too great to be believed. I can't wait to tell Suzanne! Or Brenda! If this wasn't the middle of the night, I'd call them right now. If I ever had any lingering doubts that I've chosen the right and moral path by getting intimate with my own son, they're gone after that. Being a big-titted, cock-loving, sex-toy mommy for my studly son is the absolute BEST!
A couple of hours later, Alan woke up at his usual time. Despite his late night adventure, he felt quite refreshed.
He lingered in bed, recalling not only his cunnilingus and sixty-nine with his mother, but also the mini-orgy with the cheerleaders the afternoon before, and then the mini-orgy at home that evening. Aaaah! Life is good. And today's a Tuesday. Scratch that: life is great!
Then the bad news hit him like a ton of bricks: he remembered that he had another big test in mere hours and he hadn't studied at all. Too much fucking, not enough studying, he berated himself. I'm bound to get another F, to go along with the one I probably got yesterday. Dang! But with the women in my life at least, it's not really a fair competition. Hmmm: studying vs. fucking Mom's tits. Ha! Talk about a no-brainer.
He sighed and rolled out of bed. He'd set his alarm clock to wake him up half an hour early to have some extra sexual fun before school, so he at least consoled himself with that prospect.
He strolled down to the kitchen for breakfast and was met by a sight that nearly knocked him over. FUCK ME! You're kidding me, right?! WOW!
Susan was up early as well and already working in the kitchen, dressed like a French maid. She had the stereotypical black cloth with white frills maid's outfit. She even had the visor-shaped white hair band and a big ribbon-styled white bow on the back. There was another bow and more frills around her neck.
He thought, Where she did get that sexy outfit?! Mom did wear a real French maid outfit once, near the start of all this craziness, but this is way too revealing to be a real one. But wait. Aims wore one for me a while back, and she said she got it from a secret raid on Mom's closet. It must be the same one!
(He was right. Suzanne had bought it on one of her erotic-clothing shopping sprees, and then more or less permanently loaned it to Susan. It had stayed in Susan's closet, aside from the one time that Amy borrowed it, until that day, because it was only one of many sexy outfits that Susan could choose to wear.)
Like the nighties and erotic aprons Susan preferred lately, the outfit was strategically designed to be just a little too short. Or actually, much too short. If she was standing still, he would be able to see about an inch or two of her pussy from the front. In the back, at least half her ass was exposed no matter what she did. If she bent or moved at all, even a 98-year-old man who'd been impotent for years would get the hard-on of his life.
Up top, the outfit barely covered her back at all. He could see this with unusual clarity, because she had swept her hair forward to fall down her chest, leaving her back completely exposed.
He thought, Holy FUCK! Mom looks so fuckin' fuckable! I LOVE that outfit! Dang, it really highlights just how thin her waist is. And what an ass! Maybe I should make today an appreciation of her ass day and just totally focus on her ass. But then I'll be neglecting her tits. I can't see them now, but I know how huge and oh-so-squeezable they are!
Dang! Even her back is fucking awesome. I love how she let her hair fall to the front, because that shows she's been standing like that just to give me a perfect view of her entire backside. Sweet!
God! I thought I had a boner before, from just anticipating what I'd find. But then I see this, and I swear, my dick has turned to steel. No, titanium!
Susan was very proud of herself and her outfit. She had been whistling the tune to the Monty Python "Every Sperm Is Sacred" song, but she stopped when she briefly turned her head around to see her son. "Good morning, Tiger. Do you like my new outfit?"
He was floored again. He hadn't been able to get much of a view of her front, but he saw enough to notice that just about as much of her boobs were exposed as was possible without the nipples popping out - if she were standing perfectly still, that is. From armpit to armpit there was virtually no covering at all, except for two patches of fabric rising from below her boobs that reached up just enough to cover her nipples.
She deliberately turned her head back to the sink. She was pretending to wash the dishes, but in fact it was just that she wanted to make sure he got the full effect of how her outfit looked from the rear. Oh boy! Soon, my big strong son is going to be poking his big strong cock inside me, one way or another!
"Hot damn! Mom, that's even better than your aprons. Why am I so lucky to have you dress like this? Is there some special occasion today?"
Susan smiled as she spread her legs wider while keeping them ramrod straight. She could feel a few rivulets of cum leaking down her inner thighs, and she hoped he could see that too. "Well, my special young man brought me a special spermy snack in the middle of the night. I wanted to do something special to say thanks."
His mind boggled that she wanted to reward him for letting her give him a blowjob. He noted she was more thankful about that than the cunnilingus he'd given. He decided he needed to work on improving his technique.
She went on, "But obviously I didn't buy this since then. I want to drop little surprises on you at random anyway. These are the best days of our lives. We should live them to the fullest! Xania taught me many things. I learned that when a mommy has a son with a ten-inch cock bursting with sperm, every day needs to be a special day."
"Eight inches, actually," he corrected. "Almost eight." He looked down at his crotch and at the erection that was lewdly tenting his pants. It looked a bit like a writhing snake was hidden inside, because his dick was twitching wildly.
Susan finally gave in to temptation and turned all the way around. She looked at his bulge in delighted disbelief. "Well, we need to re-measure it because I'm SURE it's ten. At the very least! Maybe it's had a growth spurt."
She walked over and briefly ran her fingers up and down his bulge, as if she were trying to judge its length. She had a big smile as she purred, "Mmmm..."
"Hmmm. It does spurt quite a lot," he quipped.
She laughed and whispered huskily, "Maybe this new growth needs to spurt all over my face!" She slid her hand under his waistband and let out a happy sigh as she stroked it directly. "I think I need to straighten you out on a few things."
He chuckled. "Look at it; it's plenty straight already." He thought, Fuuuuuck! The feel of her cool fingers around my warm shaft is too much! Aaaaah... I also love the way she's bending over, showing off her mammoth tits and practically smushing them in my chest!
Indeed, her top was so scanty that her mammoth globes had spilled all the way out of them already.
She licked her lips and rubbed her thumb against the sweet spot below his cockhead. "True. It's straight and true. But in any case, mommies have to service and serve all that cock, directly and deeply down our throats if need be! That's what good mommies do. But it's especially important for me to do, because I'm a porn mom, with a porn slut body!"
Her fingers kept sliding up and down his shaft, but she was already starting to vary her technique. In particular, she used an unpredictable mix of corkscrew and counter-corkscrew motions. "By the way, one reason I wore this today is because not only do I want to give you an extra big thanks for your special visit last night, I want to encourage you to do that a lot more often. I have the best son in the whole wide world living right down the hall, who might pillage my mouth or cleavege at any time! You have no idea how much that thrills me!"
He smiled widely, feeling good that he'd made her so happy. "And I have the best mom in the whole wide world. And you have to admit that me going down on you is just as much fun as you going down on me."
She suddenly pulled his shorts down enough for his cock and balls to be completely exposed. She said passionately, "I'll admit no such thing! Mmmm! Just look at that! Look at all those inches of hot son-cock, needing my tongue and lips to cool them off!"
He thought for sure that a fantastic blowjob would begin in a matter of moments.
Instead she unexpectedly let go of him, then turned and struck a sexy pose that highlighted her backside. "I figure this will help you get my attention, if you know what I mean. But I'm only going to break it out on occasional Tuesdays to help keep that day extra special."
She wiggled her ass, hoping he'd be inspired to "get her attention" right away. She did it in such a way that he could also see the sides of her big tits jiggling, now that her tiny top had slipped down, making it appear even more ineffectual than before. She made sure to show off her engorged pussy lips and her wet inner thighs.
But he remained standing in place, at least for the moment. "I like! More than like - I'm in awe. Is there any way to make Tuesdays come more than once a week?"
"Awww. That's my cutie Tiger. And don't I wish!" She decided to reward him for his compliment by striking an even more tempting pose. She twisted her body at the waist so that she could wiggle her ass at him while giving him a good view of her heaving and jiggling boobs at the same time. Then she adjusted the top of her outfit, making sure that what little fabric there was in the front served as a stiff shelf, causing her bare rack to project even further out in front of her than usual.
He cried out, "Whoa! So intense!" He grabbed his erection and rapidly closed the distance to his mother.
She didn't like him holding his own boner. "Son, be careful with that thing. Don't you dare stroke it. Save that for Mommy!"
She turned away from him and bent over, so he could "get her attention" more easily. She held onto the counter in front of her with her hands, while her forehead rested against it. She did it that way so her boobs would be free to dangle straight down enticingly. She moaned erotically, trembling in anticipation of his touch.
He reached out and grabbed her ass the way he'd been doing almost every morning lately. But he didn't stop there; this time he slid his dick in the narrow cleft between her thighs. He kissed her all over the neck and shoulders, and nibbled on her earlobes.
She moaned and wiggled in delight. His boner was so close to her pussy that she could feel its heat. She squeezed her thighs together repeatedly, tightly trapping his dick even as it managed to slide back and forth a little bit. Oh my goodness! Tiger is dry humping me! Today is going to be a GREAT day!
So far, he'd avoided touching her breasts, and that was for a reason. He said with rising excitement, "My, my... You certainly are a cute maid. I'm glad to see my mom got someone to help with all the cleaning up we need around here. All she seems to know how to do anymore is suck her son's cock all day long. What did you say your name was?"
Smiling from ear to ear, she replied, "Oopsie! Sorry sir, but I think there's been some kind of mistake. I was explicitly hired to help suck cock. I understand there's a TEN-INCH cock around here that needs to stay well drained. Oh, and my name is Susan."
She winked, pleased that she'd "straightened him out" about his "real" penis length again. "The big-titted mommy who lives here loves to suck it, but she says she needs help. There's just soooo much cock to take care of!"
He said with amusement, "Funnily enough, that's her name too."
"I know. She hired me, after all." She slid back and forth on his erection a few inches while still keeping it tight between her thighs, and squeezing it with them. "Mmmm! Now, it's true that I'm supposed to help clean up, but mainly by licking up all the cum you're gonna deposit on my face and chest!"
His heart started racing faster as he spoke his thoughts out loud about that. "Two Susans double-teaming on Alan Junior all day long, eh? The mind boggles!"
She pouted, while still assisting with his dry humping, "Not all day, unfortunately. Yesterday you made me go HOURS and HOURS without any son-cock to even nibble on a little bit. Meanie! That's why I'm wearing this uniform, to make sure you don't deprive me this time."
He joked, "Oh, so that's the real you after all. Glad to see you, Mom. Maybe you can help me out. I'm looking for a sex cow. I was told there was one around here somewhere." He continued to grope the backside of his obscenely bent over mother. He could feel her pussy juices running down his shaft, and that sent shivers up and down his spine.
"That's me! That's me!" She answered eagerly as she continued squeezing his cock with her thighs. "I'm your sex cow! Moo!"
He laughed, because she was just so cute. "Oh, good. Because it's time for your morning milking."
"Morning milking?" Despite her great arousal, she had the presence of mind to start experimenting on his thick pole with different thigh-squeezing techniques. She asked with a rising excitement in her voice, "Whatever do you mean by that?"
"If I've learned one thing recently, it's that your tits have NEEDS. Very important needs. They must be sucked, groped, pulled, yanked, and yes, even fucked, on a daily basis. In short, they must be milked every day."
"Fucking son of a bitch YES!" She threw her head back in exaltation. It was exceedingly rare for her to curse like that, but she was so thrilled that she was practically losing her mind.
She clenched his cock tightly with her powerful thighs while grasping her big melons with both hands. "That's the God's honest truth! CHRIST, you're a good son! Do it, Son! DO my tits in EVERY WAY! OWN my tits! Possess them! MILK them! They need you! Motherfucking MILK them! What are you waiting for already?!" She appeared to be on the edge of a climax just from his words.
Despite his talk, his hands had yet to move from her back and shoulders. They weren't even touching her ass, though she didn't mind that much since his erection was still steadily sliding right below her needy pussy, torturing her with its delightfully hot and throbbing feel. He said, "I'm waiting because I'm confused. Why is it when I milk your tits, the milk doesn't come out of the nipple, but flows out of your pussy instead?"
She thrust her ass further up and back, hoping to make more contact with his hands and somehow coax them to her stiff nipples. Her tit-need was so great that she did this even though it caused his erection to come free from the grip of her thighs. "Oh, Tiger, that's because your mommy is completely filled with milk. She's a sex doll filled with milk instead of air. It flows out of me everywhere!"
He said with increasingly heavy breathing, "Well then, maybe I'd better milk your pussy every day too. I'd hate to see all that milk build up and up until you burst. Would you like that, Mom? Would you like me to milk your cunt and tits every day?"
He gently touched her pussy lips with his fingertips and watched with amusement as her entire body shook with a tremendous orgasm.
She thrust her hands high in the air in total exultation, crying, "Fuck yes! Son, I've just GONE WHORE! My brain has been completely taken over by my tits and my cunt! They're in charge now, and demand that you fuck me! FUCK me! Any hole, just fuck your WHORE MOTHER! And for God's sake, touch my tits already! They're burning up!"
He was so aroused that he didn't even mind her use of the word "whore." In fact, he loved it. He took his hand away from her pussy and grasped both of her tits firmly, lifting them and the rest of her up from the counter she was bending over.
As a result, she screamed and her entire body shook like a jackhammer.
He had never seen anything like it: her entire body was shaking in an almost inhuman fashion while she went through what must have been the mother of all orgasms for her.