Dazed and Confused: Part 1

Part 11 - Dazed And Confused

Chapter 1 (Wednesday, Oct. 16)

When Alan awoke the next morning he found his mother's mouth already wrapped around his stiff dick.

His body surged to full awareness in a second or two. WHOA! Is that... ?! NO! ... YES! AWESOME! He glanced down to see her lips steadily sliding up and down over his sweet spot.

His gasping sounds alerted Susan to the fact that he'd woken up. "I've come up with a new design for an alarm clock," she whispered gleefully in the darkness. "Do you like it? I call it the 'cock-hungry mother.'"

She'd pulled the top sheet completely off his bed. She lay on top of his legs, with her upper torso rising up and down over them in time to her sucking, just as if she were doing push-ups. She wore nothing but white panties, and at every downstroke her big bare tits pushed down onto the tops of his thighs.

Alan was speechless. He decided to stick with his "silence is golden" policy of not saying anything to avoid somehow screwing up. He just kicked back and fully enjoyed what she was doing. But he grunted and moaned loudly and often to let her know how much he was enjoying and appreciating her efforts.

Halfway through her tongue-vacuuming of his crotch, they heard Katherine open her door across the hall and walk a few feet down the hallway and into the bathroom, but even that didn't slow Susan's not-so-quiet tonguing. Given Susan's unthinking habit of making constant "Mmmm!" sounds during blowjobs, that was quite daring.

Alan thought to himself, Dang! Now that she's started, it seems she literally can't get enough of my dick! Not that I'm complaining, but who'd have figured my mom, of all people, would act like this? Damn! Fuck yeah! Every morning, to wake up like THIS. Sweet! I'm in heaven!

With Katherine making noises in the bathroom, Susan was soon **** to pull her mouth off and whisper, "Tiger, you have to be quiet now, you hear? We can't let Angel know that I'm in here."

"Okay, I'll try," he whispered back, even as she engulfed his cockhead again.

A few moments later, Susan picked up the pace, assaulting his erection with everything she had. She thought, I want his cum and I want it now! Her whole head bobbed up and down madly, her long brown hair flying and falling over everything. One hand grasped at his scrotum and the other wandered over his chest as if it was frantically searching for another dick to jack off.

Then Katherine knocked on Alan's door. "Brother? You in there? You can't oversleep again, you silly sleepyhead." She had to shout to be heard through his thick door.

"Um, I'm just getting up, Sis!" he shouted back.

Susan had paused when she heard the knock, but it didn't slow her down for long. She made it hard for Alan to string two words together coherently, the way she was licking and sucking. She tried to cut down on her "Mmmm"-ing, but she couldn't stop making rather loud slurping noises.

My goodness! Susan thought. With Angel at the door, I just HAVE to stop! But I CAN'T! This just feels so good and so right! And he needs it. I'm providing a medical service, hee-hee!

Katherine heard the warble and strain in Alan's voice. "You okay? You sound funny. Ooooh! I know what you're doing. You're not just getting up; you're getting IT up, aren't you?" She giggled.

"Um ... Well..." He couldn't talk. He was practically cross-eyed because he was straining so hard not to cum. He looked down and saw Susan's head flying up and down wildly and felt her tongue doing indescribably wondrous things.

Katherine took his feeble failure to answer as confirmation. "A-ha!" Her voice changed, becoming softer and more tentative even as she spoke loudly to be heard. "Do you need some help? Maybe with some visual stimulation? Can I come in?"

"Um, no! I'm good! This is kind of, uh, private. Please?" He was sweating with nervousness and excitement.

"Well, geez. Here I am, practically offering to give you a sexy little striptease ... Heck, I AM offering to give you a sexy little striptease. Wouldn't you like that?"

"UNH!" he grunted, more in response to what Susan's tongue was doing to his sweet spot than to what Katherine had said. "Oh GOD! YES!"

"Well then, can I come in?"

"Not ... not ... now!"

Katherine giggled. "Someone's right in the middle of spanking the monkey, isn't he? You can't even stop long enough to open the door?"

He groaned lustily, again mostly because of Susan's powerful suction and tongue action.

Katherine asked in an increasingly sultry voice, "Or are you afraid of Mom catching us if she found me dancing naked in your room?"

The irony of that comment was not lost on Alan, given where Susan was and what she was doing. He cried out, "Sis! You're embarrassing me!"

"Oops! Sorry. Okay then, see you downstairs. Sorry for interrupting."

Susan hadn't slowed a bit, not even when her daughter asked if she could come in. Susan knew that she and Alan were both close to climaxing, and she simply would not be denied.

Alan covered his mouth to muffle his loud groaning as he came. "Fuuuuuuuck!" he gasped, only partially managing to mute his voice.

A torrent of cum flew into Susan's mouth. Shivers of joy ran along her spine. Nothing in her whole life had ever felt as good as having all that incestuous cum flood down her throat.

She recovered more quickly than he did. Sitting up while still topless, she chided him, "Did I hear you say a naughty word? You know that's not allowed."

Alan's mind reeled. Her bared boobs are still friggin' bouncing in every direction and my cum is on her lips and dripping down her chin, yet she's after me for using the word 'fuck?' Fuuuuuccckkk. This new life is too weird for me to handle.

He chose to ignore her words and just said, "Mom, you were fantastic!"

She was all smiles while trying to act business-like and responsible. "Why, thank you."

She got up and put her robe back on, but she kept it open in front for the moment so he could see that she wore nothing but panties and high heels underneath. He could still see all of her glorious round tits.

Seeing that he was admiring her body, she struck a sexy pose, putting one leg on his bed. "Let's hurry up and eat breakfast, so we'll have time to play some more before you go to school. I think you know what I mean by 'play.'" She licked her lips seductively, her tongue making a complete circle around her mouth.

Finally, she closed her robe all the way and went out his door, looking both ways down the hall to make sure Katherine wasn't still there to catch her.

Once she was alone in her room, she thought, I'm bad. So bad! There was no excuse for that, none. We really have to stop this terribly improper ... well ... member, uh, oral manipulation? Heck, it's cocksucking. It's a nasty act with a nasty name. Proper ladies don't suck cocks, even if it is medically necessary. Suzanne can do that for him. Not that she's not a lady, sorry Suzanne, but she's not his mother! I have to stop before I'm completely out of control!

She sighed. Why though, does it have to be so wonderful? I can still taste his seed in my mouth and I love it so much that I just want to jump for joy! I must be a horrible person.

Chapter 2

Susan and Katherine again both wore nothing to breakfast but short white robes, and again they had considerable "difficulty" keeping them closed.

Susan in particular felt much less inhibited than she'd been the morning before, which wasn't surprising given all that had happened since then. The moral reservations she'd had after the morning blowjob flew away as soon as she saw Alan come into the dining room dressed in his usual T-shirt and shorts, but with an obvious hard-on poking through.

It was like something switched on in her brain. She actually stared at his bulge and thought, I want that COCK! Mmmm! Er, I mean, I suppose it would help him if I were to ... No! Dammit, call a spade a spade. I want that cock! In my mouth! Lapping against his thickness, hearing him moan with joy, tasting his hot, sweet sperm. MMMM!

When she saw that Alan was staring at her, she closed her eyes and blushed. She felt like he was reading her thoughts. But she didn't close the wide gap in her robe that nearly showed her nipples and pussy without actually managing to show either.

Embarrassed, she asked as she leaned against a doorway, "Tiger ... You don't mind if I dress a little more ... casually today?"

"Um ... No! Uh, not at all!" He thought, Holy fucking shit! No way! Kill me now; this is the perfect vision to hold in my brain as I go out dying! And she's my MOM!

Within a matter of minutes, Susan grew quite comfortable with her near nudity. Before long she practically became shameless about teasing him. She flashed him periodically by letting her robe fall open, allowing him to see that the only thing she had on other than her robe was her high heels.

Her feelings of guilt and humiliation never abated, and in fact they only grew thanks to the shocked looks she got from her daughter Katherine. But her desire to suck and stroke her son's erection outweighed all her reservations.

Within minutes, she found herself sitting in the chair next to Alan, slouching down in it so that her ass hung nearly off the edge of the seat. That allowed her to open her knees and robe, presenting her great boobs and even her thick bush to him as if on a silver platter. As Alan finished his breakfast, she teased him in a husky voice, "Is there anything else you'd like to eat?"

"No, I'm good for now," he managed to croak out in an unsteady voice, staring at her hair pie.

"That's too bad." She smiled, reached out and began blatantly stroking his hard-on through his shorts. "You know, a growing boy like you has a big appetite. You've been growing a lot lately - growing hard!"

Katherine was in complete shock. She'd expected another morning of teasing like what had occurred the day before, but clearly something significant had happened between mother and son in the interim and she didn't know exactly what. It was almost as if Susan were in an erotic trance state.

Susan, for her part, knew she shouldn't be touching the obvious bulge in his crotch with Katherine right there, but she simply couldn't resist. She felt like she'd gone slightly crazy and she simply was not in control of her body. She said, "I'll bet you need some more help this morning, don't you?" She squeezed the tip of his dick through the fabric of his shorts as she said this.

Alan nearly came in his shorts right on the spot, as he had the morning before.

Katherine couldn't see her mother's hand on her brother's dick because the table was in the way, but from the way Susan leaned forward, swaying her exposed and jiggling boobs, and the way her arm moved, Katherine knew full well what must be happening. In fact, she found herself strangely turned on just from seeing her turned-on mother, something that had been happening a lot in the last few days.

Susan's robe had slid all the way off her arms. As a result, although she still wore the robe, much of it was on her chair and on the floor, leaving the horny mother effectively nude from the waist up. She was ashamed to be undressed like that in front of her daughter, but her only response was to continue blushing and avoiding eye contact. She had the wildly improbable hope that somehow Katherine wouldn't realize what she was doing.

Susan would have sucked Alan off then and there if it hadn't been for Katherine sitting nearby. As it was, she couldn't resist furtively stroking his bulge through his shorts. She purred in a sultry, sexy voice, "Mmmm ... Tiger ... You're such a big, strong man, aren't you? Big ... everywhere..."

Her fingers were blatantly pumping up and down Alan's bulge, but she decided it would be much better if she unzipped his shorts. However, she hesitated in doing that, because she remembered Katherine was watching. Without even tearing her gaze from Alan's crotch, she asked pointedly, "Angel, don't you have to take a shower or something?"

Katherine was miffed at her mother. Normally she wouldn't have wanted to say anything to discourage her mother's sexual awakening, but her shock and irritation overrode other considerations. "I do, but I don't appreciate getting kicked out of the room. What's gotten into you? You're acting so strange. I can see what you're doing, you know. I mean, your whole top is uncovered! And your hand is ... Well, let's just say that Brother looks very happy right now. Did something happen between you two last night?"

Katherine ignored the fact that her own robe had fallen off one of her shoulders as well, leaving her right breast completely uncovered.

Susan, though, was so busy staring at her son's bulging erection, and running her fingers up and down it, that she still hadn't even looked in Katherine's direction. She sighed in fond remembrance. "Yes. Something happened yesterday. I decided that it's best if I take care of Tiger's masturbation problem personally."

Alan just groaned lustily. He simply couldn't believe what was happening.

"Oh yes! I'm helping him out in a very direct way." Susan saw Katherine leaning over the table for a closer look, so she was **** to stop her stroking. However she continued to hold the bulge in Alan's pants, because she just couldn't bear to let it go. Within seconds, she found herself rhythmically squeezing it through his shorts. She couldn't stop herself even though her daughter was watching closely.

"Brother, what is Mom talking about?" Katherine asked with great concern.

Alan was nearly panicky with arousal, but he managed to explain, "Mom is helping me out now, just like Aunt Suzy. It's so great!" He closed his eyes and exulted in his glorious memories, not to mention his current erotic joy.

Susan also closed her eyes in ecstasy. "Oh yes, Angel. Your mother is helping your brother to do his thing. And she loves it!"

Katherine cried, "MooooOOOOoooom! How could you? How could you?" She wasn't upset about the incestuous aspect - far from it. Instead, she thought, If Mom is giving Brother handjobs and blowjobs now, he's not gonna pay any attention to me anymore. I'm sitting here with my breasts hanging out of this robe, and he hardly notices! What the hell am I going to do if I'm up against my centerfold mom? If I get naked and he doesn't notice me, what more can I do to attract him?!

Susan had nothing to say in response to her daughter's complaints; instead she just kept staring at her son's crotch like a crazed and starving animal. But she was tired of having to stroke it through his shorts, so she began brazenly unzipping his fly. She said eagerly, "Tiger, it looks like you need more help this very minute to reach your daily target, don't you?"

She winced as the sound of the zipper unzipping seemed to fill the room. Within seconds, her fingers closed around his exposed boner and she let out a long, contented "Mmmm!"

Alan felt like he was sweating bullets as he struggled mightily not to cum.

The unzipping sound more than redoubled Katherine's curiosity, so she leaned even further over the table to see just what was happening.

Alan saw trouble brewing between his mother and sister, especially if Katherine saw what Susan's hand was holding. Additionally, he sensed he was going to cum in a minute or less if Susan kept on stroking his exposed hard-on, and that would create all kinds of new problems. Would his mother "come to her senses" if he painted her chest with his cum? He didn't want to find out.

So he said, "I'm going to take a shower now. That'll give us all time to cool off a little." It took a tremendous amount of willpower, but he removed Susan's hand and re-zipped his pants.

She whispered in a pouty and needy voice, "Oh, poo. Please..."

But he remained firm (in more ways than one). He stood up and left.

Susan came to her senses somewhat after Alan walked away. Her hands were trembling again, and she suddenly felt ashamed of her behavior in front of her daughter. She bowed her head so she wouldn't have to look Katherine in the eye.

She pulled her robe back over her shoulders and went to the kitchen to fix herself a cup of coffee, to gain more distance from her daughter and to calm herself as best she could.

Katherine asked incredulously, "Mom! What the hell happened to you?"

Susan said from the other room, her eyes closed with shame, "Angel, please forgive my behavior. I don't know what's gotten into me. When I get close to him, I ... I can't explain it. Something takes over. But if you only knew how good it feels!"

Katherine was still seething at her mother, mostly with jealousy. But she held her tongue, merely saying, "Don't 'Angel' me! I'm going to go take my shower too." However, just as she walked up the stairs and almost out of earshot, she added, "If it feels so good, maybe I should try it out too."

That doubled Susan's guilt. She felt like crying. Oh no! Could I get any lower than this? I'm corrupting my whole family. I'm a **** to my sinful desires. I'm weak. I'm hopeless. I'm so awful!

But there still was an erotic buzz running through her that stopped her from fully wallowing in her guilty feelings. In fact, she was already wondering how she could get Alan's cock back in her mouth before he left for school.

The Plummer house had two bathrooms with showers. One was just off Susan's master bedroom, while the other was across from Alan's room and next to Katherine's. Both the kids normally used that one, but when they both had to rush to school, one of them, usually Katherine, sometimes was **** to use Susan's shower.

So that's what Susan assumed when Katherine said that she had to take a shower. She didn't give it any further thought since, between her guilt and her lust, she had other things on her mind.

But Katherine went to her room and took off her robe and the hair band on her head. She planned to get naked in the same shower as Alan and at least temporarily lure him away from Susan. At the last minute, she threw on a shirt in case she was seen coming or going in the hallway, then knocked on the door of the bathroom Alan was in.

"Hey, Big Brother, I'm coming in," she said before he could respond to the knock, and then closed the door behind her.

Alan was trying to masturbate quickly within the ten minutes or so that he figured he had to shower. He was so horny that it wouldn't have taken much, but he'd only just started rubbing his erection when his sister came in. "Sis, is that you? What are you doing in here?" he asked anxiously.

She peered through the opaque shower curtain, but then boldly drew it back and got her first close-up view of his naked butt.

Alan turned his head around, his hand still on his hard shaft, and looked at his sister. She was wearing nothing but the long-sleeved white shirt she was planning on wearing to school. He could see by the way it was unbuttoned that there was nothing underneath.

At first she didn't respond to his question, but finally she said, "I have to take a shower. Mind if I join you?"

"Whoa!" he exclaimed. He rotated his upper torso towards her and in so doing accidentally turned the shower nozzle he was holding in his other hand towards her as well. Before he knew what was happening, he'd sprayed almost all of her body with water from the showerhead. "Oops! Sis, what are you thinking?! You're my sister!"

"Oooh, Alan," Katherine said with delight, in a sensual tone of voice. "You're making me all wet!" She was even more delighted when she looked down at herself and saw how transparent the water had made her shirt. She was pleased that her brother could see all of her hairy pussy, and not just the part visible in the crack between the tails of the shirt.

"Don't say that!" he protested.

"But isn't it true? That you've made me all wet? You don't know how true that is, Big Brother, how wet you've been making me lately. Everyone's having fun with you but me. You say I'm your sister, but what about you and Mom? That family relationship doesn't seem to be slowing you two down."

Then, acting coy, she placed her hands over part of her boobs, making sure not to cover her nipples, and asked, "You're not looking at my naked body, are you?"

"Um, no ... Well, yes..." He was so nervous that he accidentally turned and hit her with more water, which only made her look even more tempting.

He exhaled heavily and tried to control his raging desire. He put the shower nozzle back on its hook and finally took his hand off his erection. Then he saw how lewdly his rod poked out towards his sister and immediately tried to cover it with both hands. He was all flustered, and his heart was pounding hard. "Um, never mind about me. You're not supposed to be in here! What about the other shower?!"

"I like this one better," she said as she lifted her left leg and placed it on the edge of the bathtub. The unbuttoned shirt opened wide as her hips spread, giving her brother a completely unimpeded view of her bush. "Mom left you hanging there at breakfast. I could see what she was holding and stroking. You want me to finish what she started and make you feel all better?"

He thought, Oh, man! Sis! I can't get involved with her. I mean, sure, she's totally sexy, but she's my sister and I love her. But then again what am I doing with Mom? Oh damn! Why now? I'm too horny to resist anything!

"Wait! Wait!" he exclaimed in a quiet but insistent voice. "You can't come any closer! What about Mom? She'll totally know!"

She placed one foot fully into the bathtub and put a hand on his hip. "Not if we're quiet. Or, what if you just let me watch what you're doing, from here?"

"But if she comes down the hallway to check on us, she'll be expecting to hear the sound of two showers running. It's too risky!"

"Damn. I hadn't thought of that. Okay, Bro, I'll go, if you promise that we can finish what we started here later."

"Sis, do you realize what that means? Brothers and sisters aren't supposed to-"

She interrupted him. "Hey, I'm just trying to help out with your medical condition. Besides, how can you say that after what you've been doing with Aunt Suzy?"

"But she's not my real aunt," he protested weakly.

"You're right; she's more your mom than your aunt. But that's even less of an excuse. Come on! I just want to help like she's helping. Do you want some doctor-approved stimulation from me or what?"

He was torn. "Man! Please don't tempt me like that!"

She smiled. "All right, I'll go now. But think of me while you're doing your thing." She grabbed a big towel, wrapped it around herself, and returned to her room to dry off.

Chapter 3

Alan redoubled the stroking of his prick. Dang! Sis? Could Sis end up helping me too, beyond just visual stimulation? She totally wants to! Oh my God! Fuck! Fuck! She's so beautiful and kind. And I love her! And Mom! She's suddenly turned into some kind of insatiable sex succubus or something! That robe that fell off her, and the robe on Sis too. I'm living in the Twilight Zone for sure now.

Oh MAN! Mom AND Sis AND Suzanne! Holy fuck! This treatment for my tiredness is the best thing to ever happen to me!

But less than two minutes later, just as he was about to shoot his seed, he heard another knock.

Susan yelled through the bathroom door in a stern, motherly voice, "Tiger, come out of there this instant! You're running late!"

"But I just got in," he protested. In reality, he didn't care about getting clean; he just needed to cum. However, the interruptions and fear of getting caught caused him to lose his momentum.

Susan yelled, "Son! Now! I mean it!" In truth, she didn't care about the time; she just wanted to make sure he didn't waste his cum, because she wanted it all for herself. She figured, If he's playing with his member in the shower, he's needlessly spilling his seed upon the ground. That seed rightly belongs in my mouth!

He thought, Damn. What a cock-block buzz kill. So damn close! He stepped back out of the shower, even though he hadn't yet touched any soap or shampoo.

What a close call to getting caught that was! he realized. What if she'd come by when Sis was in here?! She might be furious like a jealous lover. Man, that would be bad. I have a hard time imagining Mom as the psycho jealous type 'cos she's just such a loving sweetie, but I guess anything is possible after what's been happening lately.

He turned off the water and spent a minute or two trying to dry up the puddles of water he'd left on the bathroom floor and even the sink and mirror when he'd let the shower nozzle spray everywhere.

In fact, Susan knew that Alan wasn't running late yet. She lingered by the bathroom door, still wearing her short white robe. She had visions of what was going to happen next: as soon as he opened the door, she'd push him back into the bathroom, close the door behind her, drop her robe, drop to her knees, and engulf his cock.

Unfortunately for her plans, Katherine also lingered in the hallway, looking at Susan suspiciously.

Susan was finally **** to retreat back downstairs. But even though her guilt was killing her, she was still working on setting a trap that would satisfy her cummy craving.

Knowing that her children didn't wear watches, she'd cleverly moved the clock in the kitchen forward ten minutes.

Both kids came into the kitchen a few minutes later, fully dressed and carrying their school backpacks. As soon as they looked at the clock, they rushed to the door and made to leave.

Then, just as they were about to step out and ride bikes to school together, Susan held her son back by asking, "Tiger, I just remembered something. Can you help me with a quick chore?"

Still wearing her short robe, Susan turned around and raised an arm above her head. That caused her robe to ride up her ass and expose the lower part of her ass cheeks, as she knew it would. In case anyone wondered whether she'd put panties back on, that display removed any doubts.

Alan gulped. His dick had gone flaccid, but it shot back to full hardness. He couldn't help but notice that he could just barely see a tantalizing glimpse of his mother's pussy between her legs. He stared at his mother's ass as if in a trance. He muttered, "Sure ... Uh, Mom. See you later, Sis!"

Katherine walked into the garage and grabbed her bike. She was more than a little suspicious about the "chore," but she had to leave. Dammit, I'm sure Mom is up to something. It's like some porn star took over her body. But what can I do? If I'm late again, I'm gonna be in the doghouse.

Grrr!

Staring out the front window, Susan patiently watched her daughter bike away. The instant the bike was out of sight, Susan undid the sash on her robe and let it fall to the floor. She paused for a moment, allowing her son to enjoy the sight of her completely nude backside. Then she turned her incredible body towards him.

He gulped again. Daaaamn! Holy ... Oh my God! She's my MOM! Those BOOBS! That pussy! Everything!

She just stood there with her hands on her hips, letting him drink in the view.

Finally, he asked. "What's the chore, Mom?" He struggled valiantly to look at her face, causing him to notice that she was staring out the window. "What are you looking at out there?"

"Oh, just checking to make sure the coast is clear." She looked back at him, and then down to the bulge in his shorts. She smiled from ear to ear and licked her lips hungrily.

"Um, Mom? The chore?"

"Oh, the chore is really easy," she said happily. She added matter-of-factly. "I just need to borrow some of your sperm."

"My, uh, sperm?!" He looked down at her full globes, and then at her bush. He briefly noticed her high heels before his eyes traveled back up her luscious body.

She stepped forward. "Actually, I take that back. I don't need to borrow it; I need to swallow it. It's going in my tummy, where it will join the gallon or so from yesterday."

His eyes bugged out. He looked up and down her perfect body, from the top of her head to her high heels. Dang! She's still wearing those sexy heels. What's up with that? And nothing else! Nothing else! Fuuuuuck!

She laughed with glee. "All you have to do is pull down your shorts and I'll take care of the rest."

She knelt down and began attacking the zipper on his shorts with a passion. His seemingly constantly-erect penis sprang out, causing her to gape in renewed wonder at the size of it. She wrapped her hands around it as if her life depended on it. She panted, and thought, Oh God. Oh God. It's gonna go in my mouth! Finally! I can't wait!

"Mom!" he cried when he eventually recovered some of his senses. "What are you thinking?! School starts in less than ten minutes!"

"Give me five, and I'll drive you there in another five," she said as she playfully tickled her way around his cockhead. She licked her lips again. "Mmmm. It looks soooo good!"

It normally took ten minutes of biking or less than five of driving to reach the school, so he figured they could just make it if it came to that. But she knew that they had an extra ten minutes, due to her earlier ploy of setting the kitchen clock forward.

Hearing no protest, she added, "We shouldn't make this a regular habit, but I'm feeling suddenly concerned that maybe your member developed some abnormalities overnight, and I didn't check it properly when I woke you up this morning."

They both laughed a bit nervously. Each of them was struggling with the enormity of how their lives were changing, and the implications of what was to come.

Susan leaned forward and let out an erotic "Mmmm!" as she started licking her way all over the ridge of his cockhead.

He was so blown away that his knees nearly gave way. He staggered backwards until he managed to lean against a wall.

Since his mother was already on her knees, she quickly crawled after him until she latched her mouth around his erection once again.

Just the sight of her naked, crawling body was nearly enough to make him cum on the spot. Oh man! Oh man! Somebody kill me. Too much sexy! He chuckled at "too much sexy," because it was both grammatically incorrect and exactly how he was feeling.

Between licks, she muttered, "Please forgive me, Son. But I need it! Son, can I-" However, before she could complete that thought, she engulfed his cockhead and started bobbing steadily over his sweet spot.

Holy SHIT! He clenched his hands into fists and held on for dear life, because the pleasure was so intense. As if her cocksucking weren't incredible enough, she ran both hands back and forth over his shaft as well, stimulating him with just her fingertips.

He closed his eyes, somehow managing to ride out the powerful erotic waves of pleasure washing through his body. Luckily, Susan was mostly doing the same bobbing motion over and over, so after a minute or two he was able to calm down enough to open his eyes again.

Daaaang! That's my mom! My sweet, loving mom with her gigantic tits, and she's bobbing on my dick like her life depends on it! What delightful ****! I can't help but stare at her perfect body, but I don't wanna 'cos looking at it is gonna make me cum too soon! Damn! Just look at those fuckin' huge knockers, swinging back and forth in time to her bobbing!

He inhaled deeply. Sheesh, I can't smell anything else, 'cos the distinct aroma of Mom is too arousing! There's something unique about her odor. Is it her soap or shampoo or perfume or something? I dunno, but it's Mom, and it's awesome. And then on top of that, I can totally smell her arousal as well, and that REALLY makes me dizzy, it smells so good!

After about five minutes, her tongue and jaw needed a rest so she removed her mouth from his cockhead. However, he didn't get much of a respite from his overwhelming erotic joy, because she instead lovingly rubbed his boner against the side of her face.

"Mmmm! Tiger, I must confess ... I love your cock! Mmmm!" She rubbed it over her nose and chin, licking the tip or the side when it came within range of her mouth. "I know I should be feeling all guilty over what we did yesterday, and I do! I feel terribly, horribly guilty! It's so wrong! But you have this big fat cock, and it needs to be sucked, and I need to suck it!"

She'd intended to take a longer break, but her own words inspired her so much that she quickly resumed bobbing on it.

Alan whimpered helplessly. He always hated to cum because it meant the fun would end, and he figured that while the climax was a few seconds of intense elation, many long minutes of only slightly less intense joy were much preferable. He was especially determined to hold out at this time, because he knew that shortly after cumming he'd have to go to school. But Susan was so sexy and focused with her sucking that he felt truly helpless.

However, Susan somehow understood his mood, so she managed to slow down. She too wanted to prolong the joy, so she resorted to merely licking him for a while. It actually wasn't much of a reprieve for Alan since her tongue was lavishing attention on his sweet spot, but somehow he hung on.

As she licked, she thought, God help me, I love this! I know it's wrong: it's a sin, and that makes me a terrible mother. He should be at school, but instead I've tricked him just so I can slather my loving tongue all over his massive COCK! MMMM!

But I truly can't help myself! It's just so much fun! Especially not just licking or stroking, but sucking. That's the BEST! Mmmm! When I woke up this morning, my nipples grew fully erect as I thought about this great cock and how much it needs to be licked and sucked! Yesterday was the greatest day of my life. Mmmm! It's just too yummy. God help me, but I can't stop! When Tiger goes to school, I swear I'm gonna cry!

She was so determined to keep the fun going that she used up all of the extra ten minutes she'd given herself to play with Alan's erection, and then she kept on rubbing and sucking for another five, making him late. She simply wanted to enjoy his boner all day long, and to that end she had a knack of stopping and waiting just as he was on the verge of cumming, to give him time to back off and get another wind.

The only reason he wasn't even more delayed was that he finally lost control and gave up his load. Susan had done her best, but she couldn't keep him that close to the edge for that long without eventually inadvertently pushing him over.

Rather surprisingly, she happened to be licking her way down to his balls and back when he started to shoot. It was surprising because she loved bobbing on his cock nearly all the time. Therefore a few squirts splattered on her face before she managed to engulf him yet again.

Knowing that he was already cumming, she went all out. One hand pumped his shaft furiously, much faster than her sliding lips. Yet even with all the motion, she managed to tickle his sweet spot with her tongue most of the time, hoping to coax even more cum out of him.

Just to be sure, she fondled his balls with her other hand. She visualized herself milking the sperm from his balls, then coaxing it down his long shaft so more of it could pummel the back of her throat.

She kept on stroking and sucking long after he was drained dry. The only reason she finally stopped was because he was so wiped out that he slumped down the wall he'd been leaning against until he was crouched on his knees. His legs felt like they'd never be able to stand again.

As she fondled her tits provocatively while still on her knees, looking up at him, she asked, "Are you sure you need a ride to school? Or would you rather call in sick? I think that would be best. Your penis is very ill, and I'm going to have to give it a lot of close personal care all day long. With my hands and mouth, of course! Let me stick it between my lips again and rub my tongue all over your lovely thing!"

He groaned with frustration, because that sounded incredibly tempting, but he knew it wasn't doable. "You know I'd love that, Mom, but I really do have to go. I've got a big second-period English test that I shouldn't miss, for one thing. I wouldn't care about that anyway, except that staying here might not end up being much fun. My dick needs a break. It feels so good, but it also hurts so bad right now. But I'll count the minutes until I get back."

"I will too, Tiger! I will too! By the way, who's your favorite cocksucker now, my darling boy?"

Alan put on a thoughtful expression, as if weighing the plusses and minuses of Susan's and Suzanne's techniques. But he was stalling for time, since he didn't know how to diplomatically answer that question.

Susan realized his dilemma and stopped him. "Wait! Don't answer that. I'm sorry; that's not polite. I wasn't thinking." But her heart still sank, because she lacked sexual confidence. She thought, Who do I think I am? It's as plain as day that Suzanne is the cocksucking queen. There's no way I can compete with her years of experience, and I can't bear to hear that I'm only number two!

He could read her like a book, and saw that she could use a confidence booster. So he answered anyway. "Mom, I don't think it's fair to compare you and Aunt Suzy. You're both so great. I mean, really, really great! She has more experience, plus her extremely long tongue, but you have a passion and joy that's hard to match. And you're both so busty and beautiful. When I see your heartbreakingly gorgeous face sucking on my dick, well, it's just about the most erotic and amazing sight I've ever seen!"

"Really?" That delighted her to no end.

"Really. The things both of you do to me, it's just ... I'm speechless, really. I honestly can't say one of you is better than the other. It's like comparing my favorite ice cream flavor with my favorite fruit. They're both really yummy but different, y'know? But one thing I know is that this has made me love you even more than before."

That was a carefully worded diplomatic statement, but it was true.

"Tiger!" she said excitedly. "Me too! Me too! Suzanne was so, so right about that! You're such a thoughtful and considerate boy; it just makes me want to suck your cock even more, for some reason."

Since his energy level was finally rising, he stood up.

She stood up too and kissed him all over his face.

He thought for sure she'd kiss him on the mouth, but she held back and squeezed him in a tight embrace instead. She rubbed her impressive bare rack up and down his chest again. Then she grabbed his hands and planted them on her ass.

She purred, "How does it feel to be holding your naked mommy? Do you like that? Do you like squeezing mommy's naked ass? Hmmm? Or do you want to **** me to my knees and make me suck your cock some more?"

She was talking about him using ****, but in fact she was so enthusiastic that he realized the only **** he might need was if he had to PREVENT her from dropping back to her knees. In fact, he had no doubt she'd be there already if it weren't for the fact that his penis was flaccid.

Since she was in such an obviously horny state, he took advantage of it and fondled her big tits a bit while kissing and licking his way across her face. Technically, he wasn't allowed to play with her tits, so he figured he should take full advantage of whatever opportunities arose.

She thought, Oh my goodness! If only Ron could see me now! Oh dear. Where did that thought come from? But the thing is, it just feels too good! I'm helpless to resist the power of my son and his big cock when he plays with my breasts! If he keeps that up, I'm gonna have to ... Oh! MMMM! Suck his cock some more! YES!

She reached down for his penis. But no. He's still limp. Oh, poo! How long does it take for one of these things to recover anyway!

She let him continue to fondle away. He avoided touching her pussy since he figured that would upset her, but he occasionally kneaded her ass cheeks just for variety's sake.

When he started pulling at her nipples, she thought she'd simply scream for joy. She purred, "Oh, Tiger! You know you're not allowed to touch me there. But you're not gonna take no for an answer, are you? The problem is, my breasts are too sensitive, and your hands are too talented. I can cum just from what your hands are doing to me right now. Mmmm! Not to mention what you do to my bare ass, hee-hee!"

He was half-convinced that she was going to cum on the spot, because she had such a pre-orgasmic, ecstatic expression on her face.

But she continued, "Before long, you're gonna have me back on my knees with your fat knob down my throat!"

She was so insatiable that it was remarkable he made it to school at all. Even with his penis hurting from overuse, the only reason he managed the willpower to pull away was because it still remained completely flaccid. She'd wiped him out so thoroughly that he just couldn't get it hard again.

He made it to school nearly fifteen minutes late. Luckily, he was such a well-regarded student that his teacher didn't write him up.