Go All the Way: Part 2

Chapter 4

Alan said to Katherine, "I like the sound of that, what Kim just said: fuck toy. Are you my fuck toy?" He remembered Katherine had used that term before, both a few minutes earlier and when she had snuck into his room just after midnight the previous night. It sounded sexy, but he hoped that it didn't have any meaning beyond that.

"You know it!" she replied enthusiastically. Then she shifted to a whisper. "I live just to be fucked by you! Now I can tell you something. I wanted your thing deep inside me even before you started your medical treatment. I've secretly wanted it for years, ever since I saw you naked and aroused in the shower one day. That's why I never really fooled around with any guy, and why I appeared so prudish. Well, that, and trying to be like Mom."

He was really shocked. "But you never let on. No flirting or anything."

"I know! It was my secret shame. I don't think I ever would have acted on it if it weren't for what's happened these past few weeks. I figured you were - and still are - such a good-hearted, morally upstanding guy that you'd hate me if I expressed any sexual feelings towards you. And I was chicken. God, I was unhappy sexually and didn't really understand why. I could barely even admit my feelings to myself. But now that's all over, thank God, 'cos I have you."

Alan was very surprised by all that. He'd never had the slightest clue she felt that way. He decided he'd absorb all this information later; right now he'd just get back to fucking.

Seeing him start to reposition himself, she eagerly began to do the same. "Let's fuck some more!"

"Okay," he said at first, but then an important consideration came to him. "Hold on, Sis. I have some bad news. Do you realize we forgot to use a condom?"

"Really? You're right. Oh well. You could be a father." She seemed completely unfazed by that possibility, and maybe even a bit gleeful about it. In fact, she now appeared even more interested in getting his erection back inside her before he could find a condom. She held it and drew it closer to her cum-smeared cunt.

"Wait a sec! Just hold on! Is that all you're going to say: ho hum, you could be a father? We're talking pregnancy here!"

"I know, and it gets me hot! Big Brother, I don't think you understand the whole fuck-toy concept here. Fuck toys don't complain, they don't make demands, they just get fucked. My pussy is now yours to use as you please, and so is my womb. The way I figure, if you get me pregnant then we'll be bonded together in a new and powerful way, and you'll just fuck me and love me even more than you already do."

Alan looked stricken. He thought she was taking the "fuck toy" idea too far. But even more concerning was her sounding serious about wanting to get pregnant.

Katherine saw his face and quickly changed her tune. "Awww, don't be like that. I know you're not ready for kids yet, and I'm even younger than you. That's why I'm on the pill already."

"You are?!"

"Yep! All of us cheerleaders are; Heather made us do it to stop our periods so it wouldn't interfere with our cheerleading. We take an active pill every day and skip the week of dummy pills that normally bring on a period. Aunt Suzy got the pills for me and Amy; she says that she's used the same method herself to stop her periods.

She continued, "Unfortunately, I might not have been taking them for long enough just yet to be really safe; that takes at least a month. But I am wearing a diaphragm as well. AND I've got a day-after pill, just in case everything else fails. We're totally covered."

"Phew! You scared me there. But don't you think a condom would be good just to be that much safer?"

"Nope. I took all these precautions 'cos I wanted to feel you bareback the first time and every time. That's how you fuck a fuck toy: bareback. Why should you care if you're knocking her up? All that matters is that she has a cunt and you're going to use it as you like to get your pleasure."

"Whoa, Sis, that's not how I look at it at all. A guy has to respect the girl's feelings and ask her if-"

She interrupted as she climbed on top of him, "Hey! I've been fantasizing about being a fuck toy for a long time now. Can't you just humor me and do the touchy-feely sensitive-guy thing another day? I guarantee you won't knock me up, but we can pretend otherwise. That's the fun of it!"

By the time Alan got a chance to reply, "Okay," she had already slid down over his pole and was balls-deep.

He joked, "I guess that's a 'no' to using a condom, then."

"No" she said as she raised herself up and re-impaled herself. "Ahhh! In fact," - she raised herself up again, - "it's pretty much a rule that fuck toys always get fucked" - she lowered back down - "bareback!"

Alan thought with amusement, For all this supposed 'fuck toy' talk, in fact she's the same feisty and demanding Sis as ever. But that's just how I love her. Though I've got to admit that I could get into the 'sister as fuck toy' fantasy myself! Big time.

After raising herself up and re-impaling herself more times than they could easily count, she shouted, "Fill me up! Let's not leave the little spermies in there all lonely. Give them some new friends!"

He commented, "Wow, you are one sexy woman. Dangerously horny, too!"

"Mmmm. Big, Sexy, Sweaty Brother, this time, let's take our time." She clenched her vaginal muscles tightly while wiggling her bottom. The feeling of fullness while she sat on top of her brother with his dick buried so far inside her nearly overwhelmed her, it felt so great.

He was happy with that idea.

They proceeded much more slowly, like they were fucking in slow motion. He gradually pushed his prick deeper and deeper, up to the very hilt, and then pulled back just as slowly until all but the tip of his cock was out of her cunt. Then he did it again. And again.

He watched with awe as his sister's tits began to bounce slowly with each thrust of his dick. He thought, I guess this is the difference between fucking and making love. I've heard a lot about it, and now I know what they mean. This is even better than just plain fucking, because it feels like the love between us is growing stronger and stronger!

"God, I can hardly wait until you cum inside me again!" she sighed with a shudder. "Fill me up with your seed until it overflows and spills everywhere!"

"I would say what you just said really turned me on," he responded between labored breaths, "But there's no way I can be any more turned on than I am already ... It's funny, 'cos I never really thought about you in that way. You know, before this all started."

"Awww, I'm hurt," she pouted.

He clarified, "Sis, I totally lusted after you, don't get me wrong. You're so beautiful! But it was forbidden, so I fought those feelings as hard as I could. Masturbating to a mental image of you made me feel really guilty. But the main thing was, I figured you'd think I was a freak and hate me for it."

"You were so wrong!"

"I know! Jesus. Just think about all the wasted nights with our bedrooms just across the hall from each other, and no fucking going on. What a tragic waste! Now help make up for lost time."

She sighed sadly. "Don't remind me! I feel the exact same way. It's like a physical pain to think about all the opportunities we missed, all the lost time! You're just gonna have to fuck me that much more to make up for it!"

She rose up just the tiniest bit to give him more room to thrust deeply into her tight, cum-soaked cunt.

He thrust up at her relentlessly, ever so slowly increasing his pace.

As they reached a frenzied climax, he pulled her down to him and rolled over, so that he ended up lying on top of her. They kissed and ran their hands everywhere. There wasn't as much screaming now since they were too busy kissing. The two siblings basked in the warm glow of their love-making.

Although the slow pace felt just as wonderful to each of them as their faster pace had, he abruptly pulled out of her altogether.

She suddenly felt empty inside, like someone had taken a part of her body away from her. She hated that feeling. "What are you doing?!" she yelled incredulously. "Why did you stop? Fuck me more! Harder! Fuck me now!"

From the next room they heard Kim yell, "Yeah, what's the big deal? Give her what I need! I mean, what she needs!"

"Both of you, slow down!" he said, while tapping the head of his cock on his sister's swollen, ember-hot clit.

That made Katherine arch her back in response, trying to impale herself again on his stiffness.

He said, "In these few weeks of my limited sexual experience, I learned that delayed gratification is twice as sweet. Let's hold off as long as we can, taking our time. That way, we can have fun for hours. Where'd those condoms go? Give me a sec to put one on."

"Don't you dare! Make me a mommy!"

He confirmed, "Fuck toy fantasy, right?"

"Right."

"Good."

While she was still relatively calm from resting, she explained, "You gotta understand, Brother. With a fuck toy, there's no breaking up, ever. There's no cheating, no running off with some hunky lifeguard. There's no, 'Sorry, I've got a headache.' Well, not unless I was like violently vomiting or something. Basically, my cunt belongs to you for as long as you want it."

He began to pound his sister with renewed vigor. He was getting off on her ideas. But he asked, "You mean, you're not going to still date other guys? I assumed you would."

She giggled, "I know what you're thinking, Bro! You're thinking, 'If she's gonna be exclusive with me, then it's expected that I'm gonna be exclusive with her.' Nope! Fuck toys don't complain about sharing. In fact, I think it's only polite if you give Kim a good pumping before you go."

"Really?!"

"Really!" In fact, she burned with jealousy, but she figured there was no way she could have him exclusively, not given all the things happening with Susan, Suzanne, and even Amy lately. In fact, to compete with Susan and Suzanne in particular, she figured she had to try to be as open about sharing as possible. Besides, she wasn't totally opposed to the idea. Even as her jealousy burned inside, she found the idea of Alan fucking other girls strangely exciting and arousing.

They were getting too worked up with their piston-like movements to talk much more about it, but he decided, Weird! Too friggin' bizarre! The thing is, I'm really warming to the whole fuck toy idea. I guess she wants to shock me, to shake up my opinion of her so I'll have no doubt that she's not the clone of our prudish mom that she appeared to be. And thank God she's okay with sharing. That saves me from some big, big problems!

"Last time was good," she said with growing arousal, "but give me all you've got this time!"

"Hey, I gave you all I had last time," he chuckled.

"Give me more! Even more! Fuck me! Go deep! Break me in two! Fuuuuuccckkk meeeeeeeeee!"

He obeyed her gladly. He literally bounced his hips up and down on her body, making his shaft slide completely in and out of her. He would rise up so that his cock was completely exposed to the air, then he would pile-drive his pole right back into her upturned cunt as far as he could go.

They screamed and squirmed and climaxed. Sweat flew everywhere as Alan's cum shot off deep inside. He realized it was a very satisfying feeling to fill a vagina. He'd already realized that he really got off on the idea of "marking" his women with facials and pearl necklaces, but he instantly decided there was no more definitive way to claim a woman than by shooting off deep in her cunt.

"Mmmm! That was soooooo gooood!" Katherine said in a lazy and relaxed tone.

"Mmmm..." he happily agreed.

As they lay back and rested again, Kim poked her head into the room. "Thumbs up on round two, y'all," she said as she flashed them the thumbs-up sign.

They all laughed.

And then Kim said, "That gives me an idea," and stuck her thumb into her slit.

Everyone laughed again.

Katherine said, "Good idea," and stuck Alan's thumb into hers.

As Kim walked out of the room, she said, "Do either of you want anything this time?"

Katherine yelled back, "I'll take my brother's wide, thick, meaty cock deep in my cunt, please! And I'm thirsty, too. But don't get me a drink; I know just where to get all the tangy sweet cum I could ever need! At least until they put it on the cafeteria menu." She switched positions and began to suck his penis back to life.

Eventually she had success, so she kept sucking it with even more enthusiasm.

But after some minutes, Alan said, "Hey! You know, you can do that anytime at home. Let's fuck some more."

"But I want to taste you this time."

"In that case, when I'm ready to shoot, you can suck me off."

"That's a hard sell, Mister," she giggled.

He sat up.

She sat up on all fours and raised her ass to him. "This time, let's try doggy-style! So many things I've been reading about that I can finally try out for real."

He thrust his hips forward at the same time that she thrust backward.

He was amazed at the difference between this and fucking a relatively motionless body. He decided right away that doggy-style was great.

They worked in perfect rhythm. Not only did her vaginal muscles clench each time she thrust back at him, but his own posture made it possible to thrust with less exertion, which meant that he could keep going with a steady rhythm even longer.

Then there was the feel of her ass as it pushed back against his hips. It was so soft, smooth, and warm that he couldn't help but grab hold of her by both hips and luxuriate in the feeling of her skin even as he watched his rod disappear and reappear. Each time he pulled out of his sister's moist pussy, her inner lips seemed to drag along his shaft, like they were still joined even when he pulled out.

He decided, Doggy-style is definitely most excellent. I could do this for days! But the best thing of all is that I think I'm reaching a lot deeper this way.

Sure enough, he kept his promise to let her swallow his load even though he would have enjoyed filling her with his cum again. When he pulled out after many minutes of doggy-style fucking, she was right there to drink up his spurting ropes.

When they were done, he pointed out, "You know, I'm fairly amazed that you didn't mind that my dick was covered with your own pussy juices."

"Brother, you're so cute but so dumb. I'm your fuck toy now. I'll try anything, just so long as it doesn't involve another guy or guys. That's where I draw my line."

"As if I'd ever want to share you. Ha! I can tell you now that ain't ever gonna happen."

Chapter 5

After their third time, they were both so tired that they instantly fell asleep.

Half an hour later, Kim had to come in and wake them up.

"Sleepyheads," she said as she shook them, "you're missing out on your very limited fuck time. You only have another half hour before you need to take a shower and get cleaned up. S-Club meetings can only last so long, even fake ones, and my mom will be getting home soon."

"Okay, Mom!" they both said in whining voices at the same time, because it was the kind of thing they would have joked around about at home.

Alan decided to run with the idea and pleaded, "Can't we fuck just a little bit longer, Mom? Pleeeeeasse?"

Kim stood naked above them, playing the role of a stern and tut-tutting mother. She folded her arms under her medium-sized tits and glared disapprovingly. "I'm sorry. I don't go for all this sibling fucking stuff. You two need to get back to your Service Club meeting." The sight was almost comical because her pussy dripped with her own juices as a visual betrayal of just how aroused she was.

Katherine joked, "But Service Club is all about service. Alan hasn't serviced me nearly enough yet!" She rubbed Alan's now-flaccid penis suggestively and imagined that her true mother, Susan, was the one standing in front of her. Such a racy and erotic thought did wonders for her own libido. She very much wanted her mother to watch. She had visions of Susan crying, "It's so improper!" even as she looked down on her children and frigged herself frantically as they fucked before her eyes.

"I'm sorry, kids," said Kim. "You two are only allowed to fuck each other six times a day. Those are the rules!"

Both Katherine and Alan laughed a bit nervously, because neither had yet told Kim of Alan's medical treatment of needing to orgasm six times a day. Apparently Kim had picked the number out at random, thinking it was an improbably high target.

Katherine turned towards Alan lying beside her and said, "Wouldn't it be delicious if Kim really was our mother instead, standing there like that?"

They both grinned widely.

Katherine reached behind herself and found his dick. "What do you think Mom would think about this?" she said as she guided it into her slit, even while Kim watched her do this with intense interest and longing.

Katherine then said to Kim as a way of explanation, "We haven't really talked about it with each other much, but I think it's safe to say that both Alan and I have fantasies about fucking our very fuckable mother."

That statement came as quite a surprise to Alan. Whoa! I had no idea Sis feels that way towards Mom! But now that I think about it, why should I be surprised? For one, Sis appears to be getting into other women, and for two, Mom is such perfect centerfold material that any female with any bisexual or lesbian tendencies whatsoever would lust after her. Hell, statues would lust after her!

He didn't let the surprise distract him for too long, however, and continued to slowly push his meat into Katherine from behind.

"Now there's a fantasy I can get into," said Kim as she absent-mindedly grabbed one of her own nipples and gently twisted it. "I've seen her at some school functions. I don't think anyone's ever failed to notice her. How can they? She's like a giantess. She must be six feet tall, and she's perfectly built. She's so stacked! With the way she looks, it seems bizarre that she's just a housewife. I'm surprised she hasn't been kidnapped by a rich Arab sheik or something, to add to his collection."

He naughtily suggested as he ran a hand over his sister's left breast, "Well, if the Arab sheik isn't going to do it, maybe the three of us should kidnap her and make her OUR sex ****." Thinking about his mother made him think about tits, so he played with Katherine's.

Katherine added with a devilish smile, "Imagine her all tied up and yelling, 'Help me! Help me get fucked by your big cock, Son!'" She bucked up against his thrusting hips and added, "Just like you're doing to me now, Big ICBM Brother."

"ICBM?"

"Inter-Continental Ballistic Missile." She giggled as she suggested, "Or maybe Inter-cunt-inental Ball-slapping Muffin-stuffer. I'm not sure."

He laughed. "But you know, about Mom, it's like you read my mind." He thrust himself forcefully into his sister's cunt some more. "How did you know I've been having fantasies about her?"

"Bro, sometimes you're so thick, and I'm not talking about your dick for once. If you weren't having fantasies about her until recently, then that made you the only one in town. It's like we've got Jayne Mansfield for our mom." She wanted to tease him about how their mother was helping him, but she decided to wait until she knew Kim better before mentioning that in front of her.

"I guess I'm a bit slow at times, Sis," he huffed and puffed. "Hey, why'd you pick Jayne Mansfield of all people?"

"I was trying to think of a famous actress with really, really big tits. With a few exceptions, you kind of have to go back to another era to find the really full-bodied ones." She reached up and tweaked one of her own nipples. A shiver went down her spine, which caused her body to shudder and made her pussy throb even as he continued to plow her slowly and deeply.

"Oh. Good point. Anyway, of course I'd never do anything with her, since she's too prudish, but imagine her coming to pick us up one day and finding the three of us in a three-way. And then instead of getting mad, she rips off her clothes and joins in! I could imagine that actually happening!"

Then he remembered that Kim was listening, so he felt obliged to belatedly add, "Of course these are just fantasies. I would never really think of actually doing anything..."

Kim interrupted, "You two are getting me so hot again! How about we trade moms? Mine's a dear, but she's really let her body go to pot. Anyway, do you mind if I watch this time? I mean, since I kinda am already."

"Sweet Little Sis, do you mind?" he asked. "It's fine with me."

"No prob, Big Hunky Brother. Pull up a chair, Kim, and imagine him pounding into you on Monday."

Kim smiled broadly at Alan. "I think you just might convert me from being a lesbian. But then Katherine is bound to convert me back all over again."

All three fucked and fingered each other and themselves for what seemed like an endless amount of time.

Alan was worked up to his fourth ejaculation of the afternoon. It seemed like he could stay hard forever as he lazily fucked his sister on the bed. The powerful scent of sex in the air grew even thicker with each passing moment.

Kim sat in her chair and worked on her own orgasms. Or at least she tried to sit in her chair. Sometimes she would get so excited that she'd stand up and be practically over them next to the bed while she masturbated herself furiously.

He was half-convinced that Kim would end up in bed with them in a matter of minutes, which prospect didn't bother him at all.

However, she restrained herself. She knew that Alan was too nice to turn her away if she wanted to join them, but also that this needed to mainly be Alan's and Katherine's special time with each other.

Kim grew more vocal as their play continued, acting more and more like the cheerleader that she was. "Come on, Alan! Fuck your sister's pussy!" she cried while she frigged herself. "Show her how good you are, what a good brother you are. Slip it in and fuck her hard! Fuck her deep! Take your big bone and ram it into her. Plant your cock in her cunt!"

"That's what I'm doing, already!" Alan cried out in amused frustration. He and his sister had moved back into the doggy-style position so that he could hammer into her more aggressively.

"Well, keep doing it!" Kim yelled back. "Give her the fucking of her life! Fuck her tight, steamy twat with your monster boner! Stick that bone! You're her brother; fuck her like you mean it!"

Kim liked to point out every few sentences how the two of them were brother and sister, as if they didn't know that fact already. But that encouragement helped keep everyone steamy hot.

At one point, Alan's energy flagged, and he had to take a breather.

Kim, though, was ready to help. "Hey, I am a cheerleader after all. I think you two could use some inspiration." She disappeared for a minute and then came back with her pom-poms. Still naked, she started jumping around, shaking the pom-poms. She made up an improvised cheer:

"Fuck her hard

Fuck her deep

Make her cum

And make her weep!"

Alan and Katherine burst into laughter. Katherine in particular got the "sillies" - she just couldn't stop laughing. Kim's presence was most definitely appreciated.

The whole time Kim had been in the next room, she'd been imagining that it was her instead of Katherine getting fucked. She continued to think along those lines: Katherine is so fucking lucky! Imagine having Alan as a brother! And then Susan as a mother! Fuck! Insane! I never knew I could get off this much on **** until these two came along. Hell, I never seriously even thought about sex with a guy. Now I'm soooo jealous. I honestly want him to fuck me. Fuuuuuccckkk! Oh God! Fuck each other! Ah! Yeah! Fuck me!

Katherine began to have little orgasms, until finally they all merged into one massive orgasm. Just as she began to wildly buck under Alan, he shot his hot seed deep into her vagina.

Kim, too, came with them and staggered back into her chair.

Eventually they all shook themselves out of their reverie.

Kim looked around until her eyes fell on the clock. "It's been more than thirty minutes!" she yelled in sudden agitation. "We're running late. And how am I going to get these sheets cleaned up in time? I wasn't expecting a lake of cum. Shit! I guess I'll have to start the washing machine right now."

"Should we shower together?" Katherine asked her brother in a sexy voice. They dripped with sweat and cum.

He replied, "That would be nice, but I'm totally spent. I don't think I'd be any fun. I have no idea how I'm going to get it up for Nurse Akami tomorrow."

"What's that all about?" asked Kim, very curiously.

Alan realized he shouldn't have said that, and answered vaguely, "That's a secret we'll probably tell you later. We'll have to decide that. It's the story about how this sexual stuff all began. In any case, we don't have any time for stories now. Sis, why don't you and Kim take a shower together? You women can keep going long after us guys are all worn out."

"I don't know about that," said Katherine. She got up, but she obviously had trouble just standing, so she leaned against the wall. "You fucked me so hard, I don't know if I can walk. Kim, you'll just have to help me tend my wounds in the shower."

"With pleasure!" She threw her pom-poms over her shoulder, glad to forget them when faced with such a tasty proposition. She wondered what it would be like to suck Alan's cum out of Katherine's cunt, if there was enough left.

The showers were quick, since Alan and Katherine were exhausted, sore, and in a hurry.

Kim did help "tend Katherine's wounds" though, and it did turn out there was some cum left to suck out. She was happy to do it.

Everyone got dressed.

Alan and Katherine both spent many minutes kissing Kim goodbye one after the other, just inside her front door. The three of them eventually moved into a group hug and grope.

Private parts began to get uncovered again as the kissing and fondling intensified. But Kim finally said, "My mom is going to be here any minute. Let's save something for next time."

The two Plummer siblings finally and reluctantly disengaged after they had thanked Kim profusely for the use of her house and for her great hospitality.

Alan literally had to hold Katherine up as she walked to the car, she was so wobbly and her crotch was so sore from her first fucking.

As Alan took the wheel of the car, he asked his sister very seriously, "Any regrets?"

She replied without hesitation, "No. None. That was a dream come true. Fuck social convention. Together you and I can overcome anything. What about you?"

"I feel the same. No regrets. I feel like I should be feeling way guilty, but how could anything that feels that good be bad? That was awesome. Thank you, Sis. Thanks for encouraging this ... We're a team. We'll stick together and deal with whatever may come."

They held hands and connected deeply as they stared into each other's eyes. It was the most romantic moment either of them had ever experienced.

He said, "I know I said this earlier, but I love you so very, very much!"

She replied, "I know."

He laughed, because he knew that was a reference to a famous line Han Solo told Princess Leia in the Star Wars movies. The fact that they knew each other so well that she knew that he'd catch the reference and really appreciate it just made the sexual intimacy between them that much more satisfying.

Katherine thought, My fuck toy fantasy is a total rush, but this is even better! What I wouldn't give to be his wife and share moments like this forever and ever. It almost makes me sad that the one thing I most want I'll never get. But this is no day for sadness.

And so the most mind-blowing sexual experience that either Katherine or Alan had had in their short lives came to an end.

Chapter 6

By the time Alan and Katherine got home, it was already past six.

Dinner would be ready in less than an hour, but Alan went back to his room and immediately fell fast asleep. He'd never imagined a person could feel so utterly exhausted.

Katherine did the same. She tried to walk around as little as possible, and when she did it looked like she'd just been in the saddle all day, which wasn't too far off, metaphorically speaking.

They tried to rouse themselves for dinner, but with only partial success. They were **** to make up stories about their fake club's first meeting to answer their parents' questions.

Alan was careful to continue acting tortured by his stimulation obligations in front of his mother. It was easy to do, since he was already in a sort of agony from sexual exhaustion after the fucking marathon.

After dinner, Susan took a shower. While switching tampons, she noticed there was hardly any blood there, signaling the end of her period. She therefore decided to just go with the regular menstrual bandage in her panties for the night, and see if there was any more spotting in the morning.

She was about to put some clothes on when she heard Alan come up the stairs. Still struggling within, she decided to just quickly wrap the towel back around her and go talk to him. She figured that would be okay since she was still wearing panties. She wanted to check how he was doing, since Suzanne's comments had her worried.

As Alan walked up the stairs, she met him at the top and asked if she could have a moment alone with him.

Ron watched TV in the living room downstairs, totally unaware of the other things going on in his house.

Alan couldn't help but notice that Susan was wearing only a towel. It had occurred to him that in recent days she seemed to frequently come and go from taking a shower. It didn't take a rocket scientist to figure out what this was about: that allowed her to wear next to nothing to titillate him, but at the same time her husband wouldn't think anything was amiss in the extremely unlikely chance that he could be torn from the TV.

Plus, there was the danger that the towel could fall off altogether. Thoughts of that were more than enough to give him an instant boner. The fact that she was slightly blushing proved that she knew she was doing something "naughty," and that just aroused him even more.

She could even partially drop or readjust the towel, but so far she hadn't done that. She was still afraid to take things back to how they had been before Ron arrived.

As they walked along the upstairs hallway, she asked Alan in deliberately vague terms, "Tiger, how are things going with your problem?"

He put on another extremely pained expression, and replied, "I'm hanging in there, but it's hard. So hard." He deliberately used the word "hard" instead of something like "difficult," and really emphasized it to help ensure she would visually imagine his engorged dick.

Her eyes opened wide, so he knew his little verbal trick had worked. It helped that she didn't have to expend much mental effort to imagine his hardness: his erection strained the fabric of his shorts, fighting to get out.

They reached Alan's room and went inside. "Hang in there," she said reassuringly. "It's just another week." That was a vague reference to when Ron would finally fly back to Asia. Her voice sounded bland, but her eyes were glued to his crotch. She thought, Oh my. Just look at that thing! If he adjusts his shorts, maybe it'll poke right out the bottom. Do it, Tiger! Let me see all of you!

"I know, Mom, I know. Seven days. I can't last that long!"

Susan patted his head reassuringly. She said calmly, "Don't worry. It'll be all right."

But her thoughts weren't calm at all. It would be even better if I let this towel drop. Then Tiger would see me in the buff, and his thing would burst right through his shorts! I'd be **** to suck it off before Ron saw how obscenely his woody stood out. Isn't that the kind of help I'm supposed to give?

He said with heartfelt love, "Thanks, Mom. Your support gives me strength."

Saliva was building up in her mouth in anticipation of cocksucking. "Son, you can do it. Be strong." Be firm too. Firm, strong, and thick! Maybe if I let this towel fall, that could help you. Or you could really be a man, and yank it off. You know you want to! The door is closed, so don't be so shy.

Her hand drifted to where the towel was tucked in over her huge rack. She thought, If only Ron wasn't home, I'd drop it for sure ... No, I can't think that. Lord, give me strength!

"Mom, you're the best. I love you."

"I love you, too," she answered, with a benign smile. But her inner voice was practically screaming, and it was all she could do not to gawk openly at his crotch. Her hand nervously grabbed the towel and she felt a nearly overwhelming desire to pull it open. If you love me so much, Tiger, rip this towel off! Take it off and ravage me! I don't care if my husband IS downstairs! Show me your love and take me! Do me right here!

Suddenly, she turned around and rushed out of the room. She fell onto her bed in her own room and sobbed quietly. Her mind was filled with visions of burning in hell. She cursed herself for her lack of control. That was too close! What's wrong with me?! I very nearly let my towel slip. I need to have my head examined! Lord, please forgive me, but my body is just too horny lately; I can't control it!

Alan was unaware of his mother's inner torment, because on the outside she'd acted the same as she'd been doing recently when she was titillating him. The only difference was a slightly trembling lip and a hand which clutched her towel far too tightly.

He felt a twinge of guilt for lying to her after just having had sex with his sister, but not nearly as much as he thought he should feel. As he headed towards the living room to watch TV with his father, he thought, How could Mom really criticize me or blame me for doing anything with Sis, when she herself has sucked my cock so enthusiastically? Why should I feel guilty?

Shortly afterwards, Susan and Ron left for some social function with Suzanne and her husband Eric.

Alan and Katherine were left alone, but both were happy to just vegetate, especially since they had their own rule about fucking only at Kim's house so they wouldn't get caught. They were both so emotionally and physically spent that neither had any hope of doing any studying that evening, even though Alan had a big test the next day.