Catch a Wave: Part 2

Chapter 4

Suzanne, Amy, and Alan had a nice walk towards the public beach, though it was nothing compared to what Suzanne had hoped for. She carried all three of their bathing suits, since she expected that eventually they'd have to put them on when they got to the non-nude part of the beach.

Amy was so excited that she ran off ahead of them, seemingly unconcerned that she was totally naked. It was a very amusing and arousing sight for Alan to see, as Amy ran this way and that like an excited little child at the zoo. She just gloried in being allowed to be naked in a public, outdoors setting, probably for the first time since being a baby. Her tits bounced around so wildly that it must have hurt, but she didn't seem to care.

Alan had never seen anything like it. He seriously wondered if she could hit herself in the face with a tit.

Amy didn't mind that they passed a few other people, because those people were also naked (and most of them gay couples, Alan guessed). After a few minutes, however, she ran up to Alan and Suzanne all out of breath and huffed, "There's lots more people up ahead! Mom, Alan, I'm worried people will see you. You'd better get changed."

Suzanne handed Amy her bikini, which she'd carried with her. "Here. You put this on too."

"Oh yeah," Amy pouted. "Me too. Bummer. Do we have to go that way?"

"We do." In truth, they could have gone the other way, but Suzanne wanted to be seen in public with "her man." Since their relationship was secret, this was the best she could do, for now. She would have preferred if Amy hadn't been there too, but that couldn't be helped.

They put on their bathing suits and continued on their walk. Their stroll through the popular beach was quite an ego-trip for Alan, because the mouth-wateringly gorgeous mother and daughter were walking on each side of him, holding his hands. Nearly everything sexual that had happened to him up to this point had taken place in private, so this was his first time to be seen in public with his new sexual persona. His chest swelled with pride.

Soon, the beach was so crowded that they had to thread their way through people both coming and going.

Nearly everyone, even other females, did a double-take when they saw Suzanne and Amy. It was remarkable enough that they were such knockouts, but the fact that they were both acting as if they belonged to the same teenage boy was even more surprising.

Alan felt like he was walking down the red carpet into the Academy Award ceremony, with a movie starlet on each arm.

The two women also basked in all the attention.

The three of them generally walked in silence, but Alan finally spoke, asking Suzanne, "You seem to be enjoying yourself today. Why is it that you never go to the beach? Heck, you don't even swim in your pool, or our pool, very much."

Suzanne thought about that, then looked down at her ghostly-white arms. "I guess it's because of my skin. Being so pale, I've always avoided the sun. So I'm just not a beach gal. But I've learned that if I cover up from head to toe really thoroughly, it's not so bad. Look - I may even be getting a tan."

Suzanne pulled at her bikini top to show more of one of her tits than was already exposed, pretending to show off a tan line. But it was a joke, because there wasn't any tan line at all on her ivory skin. She pulled the bikini so far from her skin that Alan could see the entirety of one of her nipples. He was surprised that she'd do that with so many men staring. Her action got some loud whistles, even though only Alan was in a position to actually see her nipple.

Alan replied gamely, "Sounds like what you need are some strong hands that will completely cover you..."

"With suntan lotion," Amy completed the sentence he had purposely left hanging.

"I was thinking of some other kind of whitish cream, but that might work just as well," he answered jokingly.

Suzanne ribbed him, but added, "Maybe someday soon you can cover me with both."

They continued onward, receiving attention from everyone as if they were royalty. Alan thought to himself, You know what's amazing? There are a lot of gorgeous women on this beach, but none of them are as good-looking as the two I'm with right now. Not even close. And the killer is that both of these women are MY women. They're both totally after me, and not anyone else. I could probably do whatever I wanted with them.

Well, within legal limits, anyway. For instance, I could just put my hand on Amy's butt, even though we're a public spectacle. Hell, why don't I?

Alan did so. First he switched from hand-holding to an embrace with both females, and then he slid his hand down Amy's back to her butt, even as they continued to walk. When he found no resistance or ****, he put his hand underneath her bikini bottoms and explored her ass crack with his fingers.

Awesome! he thought. That's what I'm talking about. Yes! With Aims, I could probably fuck her right on this crowded stretch of beach, and she'd just go, 'M'kay!' Aunt Suzy says to take it easy with her, but I don't know how long I can stand it. She's just so agreeable and sexy. I want to lie ON her! Next time I see this girl alone, I swear to God, I just might go all the way. Well, okay, probably not; I have to respect her mother's wishes or I'll be in really deep shit. But damn do I want to!

And as for Aunt Suzy, talk about fucking lucky! I have no idea what I did to deserve it, but she's totally into me. Just look at how she's beaming. She's psyched to be seen with me! I'm going to do the same with her and see what she does.

He slid his hand down Suzanne's back and into her bikini bottoms as well. Just as with Amy, he couldn't even see any change in facial expression as he turned his head from side to side to look at their faces. They only wore big, contented smiles.

He wanted to test just how far he could go. So after another minute passed, he pulled his hand away from Amy and licked his fingers. Then he slowly stuck an exploratory finger right up Amy's anus.

Amy's eyes flew wide and her mouth opened as if she were saying "Ooooh!" but she didn't say a word. She didn't even break stride as they walked. The only change was that her smile grew wider and her stride changed to more of a saunter.

Then he did the same to Suzanne, and laughed inwardly as her smile also grew, so much so that her facial expression nearly perfectly matched Amy's. The way she walked also changed to match Amy's saunter.

Like mother, like daughter, he thought bemusedly. I guess they really are alike in many ways.

There was one important difference between them, however. Exploring further, he found that he could only get his middle finger into Amy's very small and tight hole, but managed to fit his middle and ring fingers into Suzanne's more accommodating anus. All this experimenting created a great deal of pained yet delighted gasping from both females as their asses repeatedly clenched and relaxed their grip on his fingers. As a result, they more waddled than walked, which was liable to direct more attention their way.

Suzanne mumbled while barely moving her lips, "You cheeky bastard."

"Actually, I'm an ass-cheeky bastard," he joked. "Do you want me to stop?"

"Did I say that?" Actually, Suzanne was very pleased. She was trying to get him to act more aggressively, and here he was finally doing so. She didn't want to discourage that in any way. She was embarrassed, true, but also surprisingly aroused. She asked, "I don't have eyes on the back on my head; are you doing the same to Amy?"

"Yep!"

"You ARE an ass-cheeky bastard." But Suzanne was still smiling.

Amy said, "Mom, I think it's sexy and hot! I dunno. The fact he's doing it to both of us at the same time, isn't that kinda, well, hot? Especially with everyone watching!"

Suzanne surprised herself by saying, "Yes. Yes, it is. Don't encourage him, though."

The three of them laughed at that.

Somehow Alan continued to walk and probe their two assholes at the same time. He found the subtle interplay of their ass muscles as they strolled along to be very arousing. It was fun watching them try not to squirm. He very much wanted to see the expressions of people behind him who could see what he was doing with their asses, but he couldn't see in that direction.

Suddenly a strange voice said, "Alan? ... Alan Plummer?"

Alan looked around and saw a face looking at him expectantly. At first he was confused, but then he placed it. "Darryl?"

The teenager who waded in the surf in front of them turned out to be a former classmate of Alan's who'd moved away and changed schools, so they'd lost contact.

Alan stopped to chat, politely introducing his two sexy companions. But something possessed him not to take his hands off either Suzanne's or Amy's ass, not even to shake hands. (Besides, he realized it would be rude to pull his finger out of an asshole and then present it to someone to shake hands.)

In fact, as he casually talked with Darryl, he continued to saw in and out of both their hotly clutching assholes with his fingers. It seemed to him that all his sexual fun had been taking place in private, but here was a rare chance for him to publicly "mark his territory" and hopefully not have it come back to haunt anyone.

Meanwhile, his digital stimulation of their asses, plus the idea of being watched by so many people, was really driving Amy and Suzanne nearly crazy with lusty need. They started to squirm as if they each really had to pee.

Suzanne thought, What the heck is with me? I'm supposed to be the one in charge here, but Sweetie is treating me like some kind of bimbo. And I'm loving it! My god, if just two of his fingers feel this good, what would it feel like to have his big throbbing cock stuffed up my ass?

Shit! Now my face is all flushed, and I'm probably leaking all down my thighs. My whole body is probably trembling visibly. His friend must certainly know what's going on, not to mention the countless people standing behind us. This Darryl guy must be able to see the glistening juices running from my pussy and down my thighs. Probably the same on Amy, too. Fuck! This is wild!

Sweetie's treating me like I'm some kind of "ho'." It would be embarrassing enough if it were just me, but I'm letting him do the same to my daughter! From the look on her face and the way she's squirming her hips, she might be getting off on this even more than I am. It's like he's the pimp and we're just a couple of his ho's, not even worth including in his conversation with his friend.

This is so naughty and politically incorrect! I've always been the one in the driver's seat with my other lovers. If this were anyone else, I'd slap the guy upside the head. But this is just too much fun to stop. Especially seeing that the timid and nerdy Alan is finally blossoming into a total Don Juan. Wow! What have I created?

Amy, if anything, loved what was happening even more than her mother. Having always been behind the pace of the other women in terms of the sexual acts they'd shared with Alan, this caused her heart to pound much more than it did Suzanne's.

When Amy got horny, she loved to get naked, so this was causing her to have a nearly overwhelming desire to rip off her bikini. She imagined falling to the sand in the buff, then having Alan pounce on her and fuck her silly while her mother and crowds of beach-goers watched. If her mother got naked and joined in their sandy romp, so much the better. But Amy restrained herself, even as she helplessly writhed more and more on Alan's invasive digit the longer they stood there talking to Darryl.

Alan was enjoying the moment too. But he saw it in a different way, mostly thinking it was a great lark. However, out of nowhere, his experience at Baskin-Robbins with Heather torturing him in public came to mind. He recalled how painful that experience had been for him, and feared that he might be making Suzanne or Amy feel the same way he'd felt back then. Unfortunately for him, he had no idea how horny his actions were making the mother and daughter or he would not have worried. But because he didn't, he broke off his conversation with Darryl and said his goodbyes. Then the three of them turned around and headed back to Susan.

Now Alan could see the faces of all the people, male and female, who had clearly seen what his hands had been up to. There were a lot of upraised thumbs and approving whistles from the men. Some of the women even made approving signs to Suzanne and Amy.

He thought, That was a really close call with Darryl. Luckily he moved to San Diego and goes to a completely different school. Of course that makes sense, since we're at a far-off beach, but there still was a small chance - still IS a small chance - that I could run into someone from my own school. How the heck would I explain walking with these two, especially if some classmate saw where my hands are, and even where my fingers are probing? Most of them know Amy, who's a cheerleader. And a lot of them know Aunt Suzy from seeing her at the open house nights and such, since she's so good looking. Or what if Glory happened to be surfing out here today? Whoa. She DOES go to far-off beaches to avoid her students. I need to be smarter than this!

He pulled his hands completely away from both their asses as this idea of getting caught sank in.

Amy griped audibly, "Awww..."

He was suddenly feeling bad, so he said, "I'm sorry, you two. Did you mind, you know, what I was doing with my hands?"

Suzanne mumbled out of the corner of her mouth so that the other people nearby couldn't hear, "Did I mind? Let's see if this answers that question." She grabbed his wrist and put his hand back on her ass, then slid it back inside her bikini bottoms again.

Amy laughed agreeably upon seeing that. She playfully grabbed his other hand and slid it back onto her ass under her bikini bottoms too, saying, "I only minded when you stopped!"

So he figured, To hell with being smart. I'm too horny! God, people must be staring at my bursting dick throbbing hard against this suit, and my hands are occupied so I can't even adjust it. It's liable to pop out any moment and then we'll really be a sight! But he still continued what he was doing with their tempting asses.

He said under his breath, "Dammit, when we get back to where it's safe, I'm gonna need the biggest blowjob of my life. I'm probably not gonna last two seconds before I blow."

Amy replied none too quietly, "Oooh! Shotgun! I get to help him first!"

Suzanne said like a chiding mother, "No, Honey Pie, shotgun only counts for getting the front seat in a car; it doesn't count for helping our Sweetie here. And what about Susan? Shouldn't she get a fair chance?"

Amy replied, "Hey. You snooze, you lose!"

"Hey, yourself, Honey Pie. Besides, didn't I just tell you today that you're not allowed to blow him, period? Handjobs only for you. I don't want you to get too wild sexually. You have my genes, which means you could love sex far too much."

Amy shot back with, "Don't I get a say in this? Most girls my age have had sex already. Besides, I called shotgun."

"It doesn't work like that. Don't make me regret giving you permission to do at least some things with him."

"Bummer! What if I stroke his thingy while you make it feel good with your mouth?"

"Absolutely not!"

The two of them continued to argue about who should pleasure him, and how, which only made it more difficult for him to keep walking with his increasingly-stiff erection. Meanwhile the crowds thinned out as they continued north along the beach. Finally, they got around to asking him what he thought.

He didn't want to play favorites, so he just quipped as he gave both of their ass cheeks an extra firm squeeze, "What do I think? I think you're both being very cheeky."

That elicited groans for the word play combined with groans of arousal from the squeezing.

Then he said, "You want to know what I really think? I think it's crazy that we're walking literally in front of hundreds of people. And everyone is staring at my hands. I'll bet they can see the way my fingers are moving. Well, some of them, anyway."

Suzanne suddenly complained, "Shut up! If you say one more thing, I'm gonna fall to the ground and explode with the most powerful orgasm ever! I can barely hold on as it is!"

So he stayed quiet. But he played with their ass cracks most of the way back, keeping Amy and Suzanne each right on the edge of a great climax the entire time.

Chapter 5

As soon as the three of them crossed the line that they'd guessed marked the start of the nude beach, the two women took off their bikini tops again.

Alan still had his hands on (and in) their butts.

Suzanne said, voicing it as a complaint but with the intent of a command, "I suppose you're going to have to play shamelessly with our tits now, Mr. Pimp."

"It's a bit hard when we're all walking," he pointed out. "Besides, I don't have enough hands." Inwardly he wondered, "Mr. Pimp?" What's that all about?

"I'm sure you'll manage," she replied. She grabbed his wrist from near her ass and guided his hand to her chest as she thought, And to think, we might even have been fucking behind those rocks over there if Susan hadn't insisted that Amy come along on this walk. It's so fucking frustrating! I've just got to get a few hours with him alone.

God DAMN Susan for keeping him on such a short leash. I thought today would be my big chance. But it hurts so good to have the anticipation build. When I finally do fuck him, he's gonna know what it means to be truly and profoundly fucked by a woman who really knows what she's doing. Watch out, big boy; you don't have even a clue about what's coming. And I know I'm going to positively die of joy when he pummels me with that marvelous cock. My Sweetie!

Alan asked Suzanne as he caressed her nearest boob, "Isn't there some kind of public indecency law we're violating or something? I mean, I've got my entire finger up Amy's ass and she's squeezing it to ****, and at the same time I'm shamelessly playing with your tits. There has to be a law against that, right?"

"Probably," Suzanne conceded. "But I'm so hot that I don't give a flying fuck! ... Pardon my language, Amy."

"That's cool, Mom. But I totally know what you mean. Can we stop soon? 'Cos I really have to cum pretty badly."

"I do too, but hold on just a little further, Honey Pie. We'll find a private spot up ahead and take care of ourselves, and then we'll take care of him."

A little bit further on, when they were firmly back in nude beach territory, all three took off the rest of their clothes. They went to a secluded spot behind some rocks so that both Amy and Suzanne could have their big climaxes from his continued probing. In fact, both of them got off even before they made it all the way to their chosen spot.

They collapsed on the sand, panting hard. But Suzanne quickly got Alan standing back up (so she wouldn't have to deal with the sand), then started to lick his erection.

Amy soon joined in, licking his ass crack. Since she was kneeling behind him, Suzanne didn't notice at first. In fact, Suzanne was so consumed with her cock licking that she pretty much forgot about Amy being there altogether.

Alan felt like a king. Man, this is great! Hot damn, it feels so good! Aunt Suzy's cock licking is as great as always, but Aims is really adding a whole 'nother dimension. She's licking my ass crack so brazenly! Thank God I'm clean back there. And not only that, but I'm standing up just enough to be able to look over these rocks. I can see the crashing waves and all of nature's beauty, but nobody out there is the wiser about what's happening to me. Sweetness!

Then Suzanne went from mere cock licking to cocksucking, and Alan's pleasure doubled again.

However, after a couple of minutes, Amy wanted to try something else. She couldn't see what was happening in front, but she could tell from the slurpy suction noises that her mother had switched to bobbing on Alan's erection. She knew that her mother did that with her eyes closed, so Amy reached between his legs and began fondling his balls.

That went on for another minute or two, until Suzanne's hands, which were holding the base of Alan's shaft, finally bumped into Amy's fingers long enough to realize that they were someone else's fingers and not just his balls.

Suzanne suddenly remembered that in her cock lust she'd lost track of Amy, and it became clear where Amy was and what she was doing. Chagrined, she raised an eyebrow and stared at Amy's fingers gently massaging both of Alan's balls.

It took a lot of self-control, but Suzanne managed to pull her lips off Alan's shaft and ask her daughter, "Just what do you think you're doing?"

"Just helping out." Amy kept fondling as she talked. "You said 'we' were going to help him out. 'We.'"

Suzanne let out a heavy sigh. She wouldn't have minded at all if she was sharing with Katherine, and she would have positively loved it if she was sharing with Susan. But she was having a very difficult time thinking of her own daughter as a sexual being. So she said, "Honey Pie, you can't do that! At least, not yet. I didn't mean 'we' in that sense. We need to talk about this at home, in private, okay?"

Far from stopping, Amy began licking Alan's perineum (the "taint" between the asshole and balls), right up to her fondling fingers. "But he looks like he really needs it. I just want to help! Can't I?"

"No!"

"Why not?"

"It isn't right."

"Why not?"

"It just isn't!" Suzanne was trying to focus on getting Amy to stop, but with Alan's stiff cock still just an inch from her mouth, she couldn't help but resume licking it at the same time.

"Why not?" Amy was still fondling and licking.

"Susan has a rule against this very kind of sharing thing, and we have to respect that. Okay?"

"M'kay."

Some long moments passed. Suzanne kept on licking around Alan's sweet spot with her incredible tongue, but she kept her eyes open, watching for Amy's hand to pull away. It didn't. Finally, she said, "That means now."

"Now?" Amy continued to gently play with Alan's balls.

"Are you hard of hearing? I said now! I told you, it's Susan's rule."

"Well, m'kay, I'll keep that in mind for next time. But you can't expect me to stop NOW, can you?"

"I can."

"Why? Just look how full of spermy goodness these balls are. Alan, don't you like what I'm doing?"

Alan was having a hard time not laughing. He could tell that Amy was just stalling for time, and doing a very good job of it. He played along. "Definitely!"

Suzanne exhaled in frustration. She could see that trying to stop Amy from joining in the task of helping Alan was a losing battle, but she was still fighting it at every step. She grumbled to Amy, "Not now, okay? Besides, we don't want those people to see, so we've gotta wait." She nodded towards a couple far off in the distance who were walking closer. "Okay?"

"M'kay." Amy reluctantly let go of his balls and sat back.

In fact, the distant couple was extremely unlikely to notice them, or care (except for seeing Alan standing above the rocks, seemingly alone). But Suzanne had seized on their appearance to finally get Amy to stop.

Alan remained standing, which was a minor miracle in itself, since his urge to cum had grown so great that he wanted to collapse and scream with joy. He didn't do either of those things, but he did clutch at the air dramatically, like an overemotional soccer play who had missed an easy goal. "Arrgh! You two are killing me here! I gotta cum so bad!"

Suzanne stood back up and wiped the sand off her legs. "Well then, let's hurry the rest of the way back. We're almost there anyway, and if you cum I'll bet your mom will sense it somehow and get upset. I swear, she's turned into some kind of bloodhound when it comes to your cum. I guess that makes her a cum-hound. But don't worry, we'll take care of you, soon enough."

Both Amy and Suzanne were still nearly frantic with desire, even though they'd just climaxed. The three of them hurried on since they had promised Susan that they wouldn't be gone for long.

Alan had the two women carry their own bikinis so he could play with their tits as they walked. His ego surged even more, despite the fact that the beach was nearly deserted now that they had returned to the nude section.

Amy commented on his tit play. "Hey, Mom, isn't this pretty cool? Doesn't this make you pretty horny?"

Suzanne was **** to admit that. "Well..."

Amy carried on, regardless. "I'm not talking about what he's doing with his hands. I mean, since we're walking and all, he can't do much but just hold our nearest titties. But it's the idea! Y'know? I mean, I've gotta admit that when Susan or Kat go off on all that submissive-y stuff, I've just been thinking 'Whatever.' Y'know? I mean, Alan's just Alan, not some superman, right?"

"Right," Suzanne agreed.

"But the way he's been parading us up and down the beach, letting everyone know that we both belong to him ... Isn't that hot? I think it's super hot! Super duper lavatasticultrathermoflamoboilistically brilliant, even! I mean, walking along like this, with him holding our tits, doesn't that make you all tingly and giddy?"

"I was already feeling tingly and giddy," Suzanne replied. That was true, but she was also dodging the question.

"Me too. But don't you feel EXTRA horny, way more than if he'd just being doing it to you walking one on one?"

Suzanne realized she couldn't dodge that without lying. "I suppose."

Amy giggled. "You suppose. You're funny. Hey, Mom, you know, there's a problem. With Alan holding our tits, he can't do anything with the way his super-stiff thingy is all bouncing around. Maybe you should hold him there too."

Suzanne was going to refuse, because she didn't want things to get too sexual while Amy was there. Plus, with them walking in the open, there was a good chance others would see. But she was so extremely aroused that she threw caution to the wind.

Grinning from ear to ear, she wrapped a hand around his erection, saying, "Good point, Honey Pie. Sweetie, we wouldn't want you to damage your valuable equipment with all that bouncing. You might get, I dunno, a cock sprain or something. Do you mind?"

In fact, the bouncing had been bothering him, but he hadn't wanted to say anything about it because that could have led to him having to let go of their big tits. So he replied, "No, not at all. In fact, I was just trying to help you two out. What with all the bouncing boobies, I don't want to see you get a tit sprain."

Amy laughed. "How considerate!"

The three of them were nearly a walking orgy as they continued down the beach. They passed the occasional stranger sitting back near the cliffs, but they were having so much fun that they had no shame. Suzanne realized that she was sharing a sexual situation with her own daughter, but it wasn't anything that "serious," and since she couldn't see Amy with Alan in between, she found herself having a good time.

Alan was secretly ecstatic. I can't believe it. Aunt Suzy's totally jacking me off as we walk, AND I'm playing with Amy's tits at the same time, and I'm not getting busted for it! I know Aunt Suzy's really skittish about anything sexual happening with Amy in sight, but I can sense a kind of slippery slope that we're sliding down, and I'm all for it. It's funny that Aunt Suzy is so effective in manipulating Mom down her own slippery slope, and Aims is doing much the same thing without all the cleverness. She's just so damn persistent with her simplistic ideas and desires that it wears you down.

Go Amy!

The three of them took their hands off each other's privates when Susan finally came into view, but they were nonetheless quite a sight to see as they returned. They were panting hard, and not at all because of the walking.

Chapter 6

Susan stewed a bit while she waited. She felt that she had missed out and fallen behind because of her fear of being seen naked by others. She also was a bit frightened of being left on a nude beach all alone, even though she wasn't naked because she'd kept all of her bikini on. But luckily, while the others were away, the two men who had been closest to them got up and left. It was starting to get late and the sun was sinking, so that left her without anyone else in sight.

When the other three returned, Susan was assaulted by the wave of sexual energy that they brought with them.

For instance, driven by lust, Suzanne had a new attitude about Susan wearing her bikini. Even before Suzanne came to a halt in front of her, she said firmly, "Susan, you're taking that bikini off now, and that's final - no arguments."

Susan tried to change the topic. "How was your walk?"

"Incredible! But that's beside the point. Sweetie, are you with me here? Don't you have the power to decide what your mother wears? Or in this case, doesn't wear?"

"That's right, Mom. I'm afraid you've got to take your bikini off. And no covering up with your arms or by lying down, either."

"Oh, poo! You do have that right. I was hoping you'd forget!"

Deep down, Susan loved it when Alan ordered her to do things. However, she really hated for any other man but Alan to see her in the nude.

After some discussion, Alan agreed that she could just take her bikini top off. Suzanne, Alan, and Amy were still completely nude, so Susan was still a bit behind, but for her, actually exposing her chest in a public place (and not lying face down) was a major step. She nonetheless kept her hands over her breasts as much as the others would let her.

Now that they were all completely nude, or nearly so, Suzanne said, "Sweetie, I know you're pretty worked up after that walk and seeing so many lovely ladies on the beach. It's time to decide who gets the cocksucking honors, don't you think?"

Suzanne was the pot calling the kettle black, since Alan had gotten her and Amy very worked up and he damn well knew it. The mother and daughter were still dripping wet with excitement, despite their orgasms, while he was hard but not especially so. His erection had gone down a bit simply from being up for such a long time. (Having Suzanne pull him along by his dick hadn't helped either.)

Still, he appreciated the offer and said, "You know it, Aunt Suzy. I'm all over that idea. I know it's risky, but if I don't get some relief soon, I'm gonna die."

Susan asked, "What about taking him back to the car? Can someone do that?"

Suzanne said firmly. "Sorry. Too far, too difficult. Don't you remember the cliff we practically had to climb down to get here? But we can't wait; he has extremely blue balls."

"Oh dear!" Susan clutched her hands at her bare rack. She didn't quite know what that meant exactly, but it sounded serious.

"Susan? You want to do the honors?" Suzanne asked. While Suzanne would have preferred to do it herself, she saw this as an opportunity to further break down some of Susan's barriers.

Susan looked to Suzanne in horror. "Me? No way. I could never do that in public. Never! I'm having enough trouble with this scandalous topless situation!" She tightened the grip over her bare breasts. "You do it! Please! Amy and I will guard you."

Seeing the depth of Susan's resistance, Suzanne acquiesced. She sat on Alan's legs and jacked him off while Susan and Amy sat on either side and tried to block the view of any potential onlookers. (There were none, anyway.)

But Susan and especially Amy were really more intent on watching rather than staying on the look-out for strangers. They practically salivated over what Suzanne was doing.

Susan muttered things like, "Isn't this illegal? Son, the things we have to do sometimes for your medical treatment. Really! It's so improper!"

That caused Alan to think, Oh yeah. My medical treatment. It's so hilarious. I've almost forgotten about that completely, now that I've gotten into the six-times-a-day thing as an end in and of itself. Let's see. Is my energy level any better lately? Hmmm. Not really. But then, who the fuck cares? It's not like I'm gonna ever want to stop, even though all this attention is slowly killing me. If I'm going to die, this has to be the ultimate way to go!

Suzanne could feel his balls tighten, but she pretended that she didn't know he was about to cum. He followed her lead and didn't say anything either, so his cum simply started to spout into the air, arcing up and then down towards Suzanne's chest. Her big rack was an easy target to hit, but she expertly aimed his cock and made sure that some got on her face as well. By the time he was done there were bits of cum all over her, plus some on his thighs and on the towel underneath.

Suzanne would have preferred to swallow it all, but she wanted to push Susan a bit further yet again. She'd known that the sight of Alan's spurting cum would reduce Susan to a quivering mass of horny nerves.

Sure enough, Susan stared at all the splattering cum like her eyes would pop out of her head. Her stiff nipples showed just how horny she was. She was so transfixed, she even forgot to keep them covered.

Suzanne asked, "How did you like that, Sweetie?"

He replied, "It was great, as usual. Thanks a ton, Aunt Suzy. I think doing it in public makes it way more exciting. Even if no one is watching, here we are out in the open, underneath the sun and the clouds. It's beautiful. I don't like taking risks, but this has all the fun without any real danger."

"I'm with you. It is a real kick. But now we have this big mess." Suzanne started to scoop up some of the gobs of cum and put them in her mouth. "Susan, would you be so kind as to help me clean up here?"

"Me? Uh, no. I really shouldn't ... Well, if you insist." Susan leaned over and down.

Suzanne cackled inwardly with glee. She felt Susan's hands on her tits as Susan swept up every gob of cum she could find, eating them all. Susan absolutely loved that.

"You know, we really should stop this," Susan said halfheartedly, even as she gloried in rolling the cum around the insides of her mouth.

Amy also reached over and scooped up some cum.

Suzanne didn't notice at first because her eyes were closed, but then she realized there were too many hands on her. She opened her eyes, sat up, and barked, "Amy, what do you think you're doing?"

Amy swallowed another big gob. "Can't I help too? It's so yummy."

"No!" Suzanne lay back down while Susan continued to feast, ignoring the minor dispute. "Honey Pie, what am I going to do with you? I'm sorry I included you on this trip today. Allowing you to directly help with Sweetie's special needs is turning out to be a big mistake, because you keep getting too involved. You're too pure and precious to me to get mixed up in all of this."

"Oh, Mom, that's not fair." Amy got up and stomped off. She was obviously peeved, which was very rare for her.

Susan and Suzanne continued their cum feast. Suzanne hoped that Susan would get bold enough to lick the cum straight off her big tits, but unfortunately that didn't happen.

Alan just reclined on his towel and enjoyed the sight, though his dick stayed flaccid.

There wasn't a tremendous amount of cum, but the two of them took their time enjoying it, savoring every gob.

After a few minutes, Suzanne asked Alan, "Sweetie, could you get up and help me for a minute?"

He was already right next to them, but he sat up and said, "Sure, what is it?"

Suzanne sat up on her heels and then stretched backwards so her crotch was on prominent display between her bent knees. "Susan, do you realize we've been forgetting our manners? Here we are, eating a nice little snack, and we haven't offered our cutie anything. How 'bout it, Tiger? See anything you'd like to eat?"

She pulled her pussy lips apart and allowed him a glimpse into her hidden depths.

Susan complained, "Suzanne! You're not planning on letting him do THAT, are you?! I thought that area was completely off limits! We agreed!"

Suzanne said, "I know. But there are too damn many boundaries and limits! As long as he doesn't actually fuck me, what's the harm? You should let him do it to you too."

That stunned Susan into silence. Besides, she'd been coming to that conclusion on her own. A big reason why she'd let Alan touch Katherine to "get her attention" the day before was because she was toying with changing the boundaries about that. But still, she was undecided, so she stayed quiet for the moment.

Alan was a bit chicken at going down on a woman with as much pubic hair as Suzanne had, so he wasn't sure. Susan had made the whole pussy area such a forbidden zone lately that he felt a bit taken aback. It further occurred to him that the last time he'd been alone with Suzanne, she'd promised that he could play with her pussy. But he could scarcely believe that the first opportunity would be like this, with a compliant Susan resting her arms on one of Suzanne's thighs.

Then something Suzanne had said a while earlier finally registered with him, and he said, "Hey. You called me Tiger. That's Mom's nickname for me. That's confusing me."

"I did, didn't I? That's okay. I get confused myself. You have two tall, naked, big-titted mommies to serve your every sexual whim. It's easy to confuse us when we're both so sexy and so hot for cock!"

That was a nonsensical explanation as to why Suzanne had said "Tiger," but it worked for his libido, which was her real purpose. His face drew closer to her gaping gash.

Susan was busy wiping the remains of Alan's spray of cum off Suzanne's stomach, but she was watching closely, and the closer his mouth got to Suzanne's pussy, the greater her worry became. "Suzanne, I don't know about this. Even if you're okay with it, it still seems terribly improper to me." Her rejection of the idea strengthened as she talked. "Don't forget that we're in a public place! I refuse to allow such a lewd display. There's no one else around at the moment, but if anyone saw us, why, why ... I don't know what!"

Suzanne laughed heartily. "I do. If anyone saw us, they'd get quite horny, that's what."

Alan took Susan's objection as an excuse to decline, sort of. "Aunt Suzy, since Mom doesn't want me to do that, how about if I finger you instead?"

"Works for me!" Suzanne said as she leaned all the way back for him. "Now that the children are gone" - this was a reference to Amy - "let the adults play some nice adult games." She thought she was joking with the "children" reference, but it really was more a commentary on her continuing failure to realize that Amy was becoming a woman.

Alan stuck two fingers into Suzanne's dripping and still-open slit before Susan could object. He distracted his mother further by saying, "Mom, there's lots of cum in this general area." He waved his hand over Suzanne's crotch and thighs. "It would turn me on to see you clean it up."

Susan considered complaining some more, especially since pussies were supposed to be a complete no-go zone, even on Suzanne, but her cum lust was just too strong. She searched for and eventually found each and every gob of cum that had landed below Suzanne's belly button.

Alan and Suzanne were both disappointed that Susan used her fingers instead of her tongue to lick it up, but seeing her scoop up and then swallow each bit of cum with such lusty need was an inspirational sight just the same.

Susan thought about how wrong this all was. But she too was helpless to stop her own actions, so she struggled to justify them. We all know Tiger's cum is very precious. It can't be wasted for any reason, and it certainly can't be allowed to fall on the ground, like Onan's. It ultimately belongs in a mouth or a pussy or at least on a woman's skin; that's just a fact. Amy shouldn't lick it off her own mother, so it's up to me. That's all there is to it. I have nothing to hide from God!

There's nothing wrong going on here. I'm just enjoying a yummy little sperm snack. I am NOT going to lick my way all down Suzanne's stomach, exploring her belly button with my tongue, lapping up my son's cum along the way. THAT would be wrong! If I start licking, I just might find my mouth down there right next to his plunging fingers. Soon I'd be lapping up her love juices that he's so copiously extracting, straight from her quivering hole. No! I have willpower. That would be a totally different thing from just enjoying some of his cum. That's a lesbian thing! I am NOT going to do that!

As time went on and Alan kept relentlessly fingering Suzanne's pussy, Susan's thoughts grew lustier. Look at him go! Digging deep. Deeper! That's gotta feel so good! Oooh, Suzanne, if only I could be you right now. If only he could touch me like that. But it's wrong, too wrong! Mmmm! I'll just have to- Mmmm! Eat all this yummy- Mmmm! Yummy cum! So wrong too, taking this right off Suzanne's hot, sexy body, but I don't care!

Once Susan ran out of cum, she focused all her attention on Alan's fingers plunging into and out of Suzanne's pussy. She muttered both "So hot!" and "So wrong!" at various times. She repeatedly licked her lips, and her hands seemed to constantly fight the urge to play with her own pussy, which shook and trembled with excitement as she imagined that it was she who was getting violated by her son's fingers.

The situation was just too much for Suzanne. It was as if her grand Plummer orgy scheme had already come true. The thought of Alan fucking her while Susan licked her clit pushed her over the edge. She started to cum, and once she started she just couldn't stop. She came again and again, completely forgetting that she shouldn't scream on a public beach. Her legs twitched and thrashed, but that didn't stop Alan's fingers.

Amy returned not long after Suzanne's massive climaxes began. She sat next to Alan and watched her mother writhe and scream.

When Suzanne first noticed Amy, she was horrified to be seen like this, but she was too far gone at that point to say anything. As she continued to buck, she realized the fact that Amy was watching made her even hotter.

Suzanne thought about it as she recovered from her climaxes, It's like we're all non-stop sex machines! Toys for my and Sweetie's amusement. It's amazing how much sex the rich, beautiful, and idle can have once they put their minds to it, hee-hee. The only thing holding us back is the thin veneer of restraint Susan still has, and that's disappearing by the hour.

Plus, this whole thing with Amy is killing me. As a responsible mother I really need to keep her out of all this. But as a lust-crazed woman I totally want to do her myself! That is so wrong! Wrong, wrong, wrong! Did I just say that? I can't even think about that. I am NOT thinking about it. She's my daughter; that would be real ****. No! No, no, no, no, no...

She turned her fantasy away from Amy and thought about Susan and Alan and all the wonderful things the three of them could do together. That was like a soothing salve to her worries.

Once Susan ran out of obvious cum gobs on Suzanne's skin, she didn't stop. She kept searching for more, which meant she ran her hands all over Suzanne. The fact that Suzanne had stopped cumming and was resting as if asleep made Susan's cum search a lot easier. She didn't realize that she was doing something sexual; she still just thought of herself as being very thorough in her search for Alan's cum.

It was a very inspirational and arousing sight. But somehow Alan still didn't get hard, perhaps because his penis remained weary from his recent climax and the orgasmathon the day before. Besides, he was content to just give pleasure to Suzanne, for once.

Eventually, Susan ran out of cum and thus out of interest.

Anyone still sitting up flopped back down on their towels, completely drained.

But, after a minute, Suzanne had the energy to quip to Susan, "So, I'm beginning to think this beach trip idea of mine was a pretty good one. What do you think?"

She laughed with pure delight, and the others all laughed along.

Suzanne thought, I never knew I could feel this happy. I'm a friggin' genius. Who says crime doesn't pay? Not that what I did was a crime - just a little bit of necessary and harmless duplicity. My six-times-a-day scheme is already the most brilliant thing I've ever done, hands down, and it's only gonna get better!

She stared lovingly at Susan. When I think of my best friend, liberated from the shackles of her wacko religious ideas, living and loving life, fully free sexually ... I get so happy I almost have to cry!