Good Morning, Good Morning: Part 1

Part 43: Good Morning, Good Morning

Chapter 1: (Day 57: Monday, November 11)

As Alan woke up the next morning, he lay in bed with his eyes closed, just thinking. Ugh. Monday. Another week of school. Not like I can complain though. Yesterday was like a dream come true. I can't even begin to count the highlights. Man! The date with Christine and everything after I came home was pretty cool, but probably the best news of all was how close I came to fucking Aunt Suzy in the ocean. Christ, my dick actually went in her a few inches! Schwing!

That memory gave him an instant erection. Too bad I didn't get a chance to be with her alone later on. I'm dying to hear what she has to say about what we did. I'm even more curious to see how far she's willing to go now. If she was willing to do that much, why stop there? Gaawwwd! If I could fuck Aunt Suzy every day, that would be beyond the beyond! Wow! Plus, it would make not being able to fuck Mom yet a lot more bearable. 'Cos even though Mom is really getting into cocksucking, she seems pretty damn firm on the 'no fucking' rule.

Yep. Yesterday was a total dream. But then so was the day before. Dang! Every single day, it's like I'm a little kid on Christmas morning. Seriously! Heaven can only be a comedown from this.

And now I've gotta slog through seven hours of school to get to the good stuff back home. But come on; even that's not that bad. Especially with Glory there. She's so great: that talented tongue, the Surfer Girl, queen of the deep throats! I'm so fucking blessed all around! I just know today is going to be another mind-blowing day. I can't even wait to see how Mom and Sis are dressed for breakfast. I've got so much to look forward to!

Those thoughts led him to hop out of bed, instead of dragging himself out as he usually did. Once he was standing, he turned to his alarm. He sometimes woke up a few minutes before it went off and he assumed that's what had happened that day, so he was going to turn it off. However, he did a double take as he looked and saw that the clock said that it was already after eight.

Eight?! What the fuck?! Hell, it's nearly eight-thirty! School's already started! Oh no, what a disaster! Why didn't Mom wake me?!

He immediately threw on some clothes and rushed downstairs. But he heard Susan and Katherine talking in the kitchen / dining room area, and that gave him pause. He stopped before coming into view, instead just listening from the living room. After a few moments, he realized that the two of them were having a normal conversation, like any other morning. There was no sign that anything was wrong.

He thought, What's going on?! And what the hell is Sis doing home too?! This doesn't make any sense! I must be missing something. I don't want to go in there and expose myself as a total idiot. I need to figure out what's going on first.

He went back upstairs and checked his calendar. He discovered that it was Veterans Day, which meant it was a school holiday. Whoa! Good thing I didn't wander into the kitchen and ask why nobody woke me up for school. Sis would have never stopped giving me a hard time about it. Phew!

But, beyond that, what does this mean?! Man, I have a whole extra day of no school! How cool is that?! And with my sexual good fortune lately ... phew! I'm going to have such a great day! The possibilities are endless! Wow, what to do first? Well, for starters, I sure as hell won't masturbate. With Mom and Sis downstairs, and no rush to get to school ... my god! I'm getting all stiff and horny from just thinking about it!

He took a quick shower, got dressed, and went downstairs for breakfast. He wore a loose jumpsuit instead of his usual shorts, and without any underwear. He figured this would be even more effective in showing off his erection to help get some sexy fun started.

Katherine was sitting at the kitchen counter eating her oatmeal, while Susan was in the kitchen cooking.

Alan could hardly wait for the sexy fun to begin. His dick was already fully erect in his jumpsuit, and his heart was beating fast. However, as he walked through the living room to the dining room, he heard the two of them arguing. He stopped to listen without being seen, just like he did before his shower. Except this time he couldn't help but peek a little bit as well.

Susan was facing away from Katherine (and Alan) as she said, "No! And that's final. I don't know how you got me to do all those naughty things last night, but that was then and this is now. I've had some time to think and clear my head. Things are spinning out of control, and the boundaries are falling completely apart. We need a moratorium. At least for a few days, Tiger will have to make do with masturbation."

"But Mom!" Katherine complained. She was looking at Susan in the kitchen and thus also facing away from Alan. "That's downright cruel. Not to mention sinful. You know what the Bible says about Onan spilling his seed on the ground. Can't you just picture those billions of spermatozoa building-"

Susan put her hands over her ears. "Aaaaah! Please stop. I'm well aware, and it breaks my heart. However, sacrifices have to be made. Maybe Suzanne can help him some. I just need some time to think and clear my head without the sound and smell of cocksucking everywhere. What with today being a holiday and all, if I don't do that, the temptation will be never-ending."

"But Mom! The Bible doesn't say there's anything wrong about Onan spilling his seed all over a woman. Even a sexy big-titted woman such as yourself. ESPECIALLY a sexy big-titted woman such as yourself. Don't you think your tits look good with all that shining cum on them, just like glaze on a donut?"

Susan looked a little spaced-out and giddy as she thought about that. "Maybe," she conceded.

"Maybe?!" Katherine was incredulous.

Susan couldn't help but briefly grin. "Okay, so they do."

"And doesn't his sweet cum taste even better than a donut?"

Susan fidgeted and frowned as she licked her lips with great longing. "You know it does! But that's not the point." She was unhappy that she was starting to feel a strong tingling sensation in her pussy and her nipples.

Katherine drove on, "And it especially doesn't say there's anything wrong with you stretching your lips around his cock, so wide that you can barely fit it all in, and twirling your tongue all over it until it gives up its creamy seed. And tell me where in the Bible it specifically prohibits you from bobbing madly all over his powerful, thick cock, over and over and over. It doesn't! As Aunt Suzy has pointed out, that's not ****; that's just motherly love!"

Susan sighed and clutched her hands over her ample chest, while still facing away. "I know, that's so true. But watch your language. I will not allow the 'C' word in this house."

Katherine blew on past Susan's half-hearted protest as if she hadn't heard it. "You know why that is? Because God isn't cruel. He knows that certain well hung and extremely virile boys just have to cum six times a day - or more - and having all that sperm spill on the ground and get wasted is just wrong. Especially when he has a big-titted mommy and a fuck-toy sister ready and willing to guzzle down his sweet seed!"

"Angel, now you listen to me. It may be true that..." Her voice trailed off as she heard someone approaching.

Alan walked into view. "Hi Mom. Hi Sis. What's up?"

Although he had been peeking, he hadn't gotten a good glimpse of Susan yet, since she'd been facing away the whole time. But now she turned around to look at him.

She was wearing a sexy pale blue nightie. She'd always limited what she did sexually when Katherine was nearby, but after the events of the weekend, that constraint appeared to have gone right out the window. However, the nightgown was still a big surprise for Alan, given the verbal protesting that he'd overheard.

Furthermore, it wasn't just any sexy nightie; it was one that he could practically see through. It was almost as if she were naked, except that somehow it was even more alluring. She'd told herself that since she couldn't aid him physically with his orgasms that morning, she'd have to make up for it by providing him with better visual stimulation.

Eventually, after a very long gaze at her lightly bouncing tits, he managed to look far down enough to notice that she was wearing bright red high heels as well. Hot damn! She's complaining about needing to take a break today, but her nightie and heels give the truth away! Wow!

Given what Susan was wearing, Alan was surprised that Katherine was dressed in ordinary "hanging around the house" clothes and bare feet, so she wasn't such a tantalizing sight. (Katherine's thinking was she wanted to put Susan at ease with her presence enough for Susan to get sexual with Alan. Her own clothes could come off later.)

Susan greeted him with a happy "Good morning, Tiger," and a kiss on the cheek. But that was all. She went back to work in the kitchen, as usual. The conversation he'd walked in on simply ceased, and there was an awkward silence. She'd noticed his erection throbbing in his jumpsuit right away, and that made her feel **** and almost afraid (as well as increasingly aroused).

However, Alan wasn't deterred. Thanks to Susan's nightie and heels, plus the conversation he'd overheard, he'd decided to push the envelope. When Katherine smiled at him and said, "Hey, sleepyhead finally awakes," he turned his attention to her. He French-kissed his sexy sister a little bit while rubbing his hand over her pussy, since that was now her approved 'attention getting' signal. But he only rubbed her through her clothes; he didn't try to get inside them.

He chose to sit at the counter that divided the kitchen from the dining room, which gave him a good view of his mother's body through her semi-transparent nightie. He considered how to get her to change her mind before she could bring up her latest change of heart.

He came up with an idea, and said, "Mom, you know what? You're always serving Sis and me; this morning I'd like to serve you for a change. Why don't you just sit down and I'll get you a big glass of orange juice. Sis can look after the kitchen for a little while."

Susan smiled, and lowered her guard a little bit. "Why, thank you, Tiger. What a thoughtful gesture."

Katherine looked at her brother quizzically, but she did as he suggested. She assumed, correctly, that there must be a method to his madness.

Alan got the glass of orange juice and brought it to Susan where she now sat at the dining room table.

"Thanks!" she said as she took a sip. "What a nice son."

Height was essential to Alan's plan. He made sure to stand right next to where Susan was sitting. That put his erection just inches from her face. He was wearing a loose jumpsuit to help hide his erection, but now it came in handy to expose it. He kept both hands in his pockets and surreptitiously pulled the fabric away from his crotch, causing the entire outline of his erection to stand out against the suddenly tight fabric.

Susan was too shocked by what she was seeing to think; she just mumbled, "Oh my!" She unconsciously licked her lips and drew her head closer. Her heart immediately began pounding hard, and her pussy and nipples tingled even more than before.

He stepped forward, bringing the outline of his erection to within two inches of her nose. "By the way, Mom, I wanted to thank you for last night. You're such a cool Mom. The way you sucked me off and then let me titfuck you ... well, it just made me realize all over again how much I love you."

Susan was speechless. She fumbled to remember whatever it was that she'd planned to say to him, something about reestablishing boundaries. "Well ... I..."

Katherine began to see what Alan was doing, and she fully approved. Susan had some shakshuka (a Middle Eastern breakfast made up of diced tomato and cucumber, egg and spices) simmering in a pan on the stove. Katherine turned the heat to its lowest setting, then went back to the dining room.

Standing next to Alan, she said, "Yeah, Mom. I totally agree. That was rad. I mean, it's sad how few mothers realize the importance of sucking off their sons' powerful, demanding cocks every day. Multiple times a day, in fact. But you've seen the light. You've realized that a good mommy knows that her place is naked and on her knees, servicing her son's unstoppable, irresistible, big, fat, tasty cock."

Katherine had recently noticed that Susan really got off on talk about her getting on her knees, so made sure to use that description.

Susan was wavering as she kept staring at his bulge. "It is? ... I mean, it is. Right?" She had to lick her lips some more, and she was constantly salivating. She clutched her chest defensively with both hands, but somehow that quickly turned into furtive tit caressing through her thin nightie.

Alan said, "Gosh, Sis, I get really hot when I hear you talk like that. I hope you don't mind, but I've just gotta take my dick out and give it some air." Even before he finished saying that, he slowly slid his jump suit down to let his erection come into view. Had he done it quickly, it would have slapped Susan in the face; that's how close she was. But instead he guided it with his hand and let it rest against her cheek.

Katherine had a wide grin. "No, I don't mind at all, Big Brother. By the way, how was Mom's goodnight kiss last night?"

Alan started slowly rubbing the whole side of his erection against Susan's cheek.

Clearly, it was driving her insane with desire. NO! This can't be happening! Dear Lord, give me strength!

He replied, "Funny you should ask. Mom is such a great mom, but would you believe she didn't give me a goodnight kiss and tuck-in last night?"

"No!" Katherine exclaimed in exaggerated shock. Then she had to stifle her giggling.

Susan seemed to be in a deep trance, hypnotized by the stiff cock slowly rubbing in circles against her face. But she was listening all the while, and she stirred enough to speak up. "Oh dear! I'm so sorry, Son. I thought that after everything that had happened, you wouldn't be up for it." She remembered him being so weary after all their sexual fun that he could barely walk upstairs to his bedroom before falling asleep.

It was true that he had been way too tired for any more sexual play, but now was not the time to admit it. He lied, "Oh no, Mom. I lay in bed with my stiffy poking straight up, hoping you'd come in and help it go down. I just lay there for a while, feeling so sad. I had all that hot sticky goo to share, but no one to share it with. But I was pretty tired and finally I just fell asleep, still waiting for you, Mom."

Susan moaned with lust and need, "Amazing! Oh! Forgive me, please. I didn't know. My son is so virile! How can I deny him anything? He needs SO MUCH help!" She reached up to his boner and caressed it lightly with the tips of her fingers. She smiled contentedly as she rubbed it against her cheek. "Mmmm!"

She glanced at Katherine, and thought, Darn it! If only Angel weren't here! I'd have this glorious cock in my mouth and I'd be fervently bobbing on it, like a good mommy should! As it is, I don't know how I'm going to resist! Mmmm! Oh God! Mmmm! It's just too delicious! Her free hand fondled her big tits even more blatantly while they heaved up and down in time to her heavy breathing. Even her hips were gyrating, because she couldn't keep still in her seat. She had a strangely compelling desire to slide off her chair and drop to her knees.

Katherine grinned down at Susan while she said to Alan, "How tragic. If that ever happens again and Mom is neglectful of her duties like that, just knock on my door, okay?"

Susan spoke hotly, "It won't happen again! I'm not about to let my poor Tiger suffer like that." Her fingers closed around his shaft, and she gave it a few long, loving strokes. But then she glanced up at Katherine, and that gave her the resolve to withdraw her hand back down. However, that wasn't much better, because that hand immediately joined the other one in fondling her tits through her nightie.

Alan smirked. He could sense his mother's willpower was weakening by the second. He tilted his boner up to her forehead and slowly dragged it across it, leaving a trail of pre-cum along the way. "Thanks, Mom. And thanks, Sis, for the offer. I'm sure I'll take you up on that sometime very soon. Did you both know I even thought about masturbating?"

Just a few minutes earlier, Susan had been suggesting that Alan needed to go back to masturbating, but now she gasped, "Oh no! That's so wrong! Terrible!" She nearly went cross-eyed as she watched his firm cock slide ever-so-slowly alongside her nose.

"I was thinking of you, Mom. You know how much I love your lips." He began rubbing his erection right on her lips, going all the way around her mouth.

Susan's willpower broke completely. She moaned, "Oh God!" She closed her eyes and began flicking her tongue at the cockhead that was so maddeningly close. But occasional tongue-touching wasn't enough for her, so she grabbed his shaft with both hands and fed it into her mouth.

She moaned loudly as his thickness stretched her lips wide. "MMMM!" God help me, but I love it! I love it too much! And hearing about Tiger lying there in bed last night, wishing I'd come in and give him a good cocksucking, oh, it breaks my heart! I'm going to make it up to him right now. I can't help it if Angel is here. In fact, it's only right that I'm humiliated a little bit. That's my punishment for neglecting him so badly.

She began sliding her lips back and forth with tight suction, and using a lot of talented tongue work at the same time. Oh God! Mmmm, YES! Oh, so delicious! Her cheeks turned red as she thought of Katherine staring at her, but her humiliation only heightened her arousal even more. She had both hands on her son's cock and balls, and tried to thoroughly cover them so Katherine couldn't see much. But that didn't stop her from fondling with her talented fingers.

Over Susan's closed eyes, Alan and Katherine silently high-fived each other. They both knew that the more Susan's willpower broke down, the more sexual fun the three of them could share in general.

But Katherine wasn't done. She said, "Boy, Mom, you're really naughty today, aren't you? Brother, before you came in, did you know she was kidding me about not sucking you off for the whole day? You were just kidding about that, right Mom?"

Susan's mouth was completely stuffed with cock, but she managed to moan, "Mmmm. MMMM!" It was halfway between agreement and ecstasy. She realized with a start, Oh Dear Lord! Tiger doesn't have to go to school today! Now that I've lost my resolve, I could spend the entire day naked and kneeling, with a great big cock shoved down my throat! Oh God! That thought was so exciting that she very nearly climaxed, without touching herself at all (since she had both hands on Alan's privates).

Katherine said, "What a relief. However, she's cocksucking while sitting, like a lazybones. Mom, why aren't you on your knees like a good, big-titted mommy should be?"

So Susan got on her knees without ever letting Alan's erection slip from her mouth.

That was so thrilling to her that she came very close to cumming yet again. As her lips slid and her tongue wiggled against her son's shaft, she thought, Dear Lord, please forgive me, but I can't help myself! How can I resist the siren call to drop to my knees?! It's like I belong here, with my son's cock pounding into my mouth! If only I could take my nightie off, but my hands have better things to do. Thank goodness I'm wearing high heels, at least!

While wild electric shocks of pleasure shot from his groin through the rest of his body, Alan thought, Boy, I never realized how domineering Sis could get with Mom sometimes. First last night, now this. This must be a new thing. I wonder how much the pressure from Sis is helping to break Mom's willpower. It looks like we just dodged another bullet. Mom could have been **** for days.

He clutched at the sides of Susan's head as another great surge of lust thrilled through his body. Oh man, this feels good! And with Sis watching, no less!

Indeed, Katherine just watched attentively as Susan made love to her son's erection with her tongue and lips. It was such an arousing sight that she wanted to frig herself, but she decided not to push her mother's limits even further.

The three of them continued like that for another couple of minutes until the unmistakable smell of something burning filled the air.

"Oh, poo! God, I was enjoying that." Susan abruptly popped the hard-on out of her mouth and looked to the kitchen with worry. "Angel, didn't you say you were gonna tend to the kitchen?"

"Uh-oh." Katherine had put the heat on low, but that only slowed the cooking. She'd forgotten all about it after that.

Alan groaned to himself, Dang! Why does that always seem to happen? Some distraction right as I'm about to blow. UGH! That was so close!

Susan stood up and sniffed the air. "The breakfast! It's ruined." She rushed out to the kitchen with Alan and Katherine trailing behind her. Alan pulled his jumpsuit pants all the way off. Then he held his erection to keep it from bobbing as he walked.

"It IS ruined," Susan complained. "Now I'm gonna have to start breakfast all over again. And we lost a lot of time. Valuable cocksucking time, I might add." She looked over at her son's hard-on with blatant desire.

Katherine pointed out, "Mom, remember, no school."

"Oh, that's right." She tried not to show it outwardly, but her thoughts were triumphant. More cocksucking time for me!

Chapter 2

Katherine and Alan sat down on the high chairs at the counter that looked into the kitchen. They winked at each other, glad that Susan hadn't reverted back to her **** ways as soon as Alan's dick was out of her mouth.

She looked back and forth between her children. If only Angel wasn't here. I wish I was clever like Tiger, so I could find a way for us to have some special private time. Special and prolonged private time! I could get completely naked - except for my glasses and high heels of course - and suck and stroke and titfuck him until his balls are well and truly drained empty! After neglecting his suck-in time last night, er, I mean his tuck-in time, it's the least I can do.

Alan's dick was still as erect as ever, and completely exposed.

Katherine looked over, noticed, gave him a questioning look, and began stroking him.

Susan, suspecting something like that was going to happen given how aroused everyone now was, paused in her cooking. She walked around the counter to confirm that the squishy sounds she was hearing were what she suspected they were.

Although Katherine could see that Susan was now watching her, she made no attempt to hide what she was doing. In fact, she stroked him even more blatantly, using both hands.

Susan shook her head with disapproval as she headed back to the stove. "Angel, is this going to be your one time for today? Are you going to use it up so early?"

"I guess not," Katherine replied, bummed.

"Well then, stop playing with your brother's penis and eat your oatmeal. Leave that stiff thing for me." She tried to say this in a stern, motherly tone, as if this was the kind of thing mothers usually said to their children.

Katherine immediately complied with the order and let go, so it wouldn't count against her limited quota. She put her hands on the counter so her mother would see.

Susan quickly prepared a new batch of shakshuka and set it cooking, then said to Katherine, "Now keep an eye on the stove from there, and don't mess up or we're all going to go hungry. Okay?"

Katherine nodded. Still, even though she could guess the answer, she asked, "Sure, but what are you going to be doing?"

"What do you think?" Susan rounded the counter and made a beeline toward Alan's crotch. "Mommy sees that her cum-filled boy has a big, long, thick emergency. Do you need my help, Son?" She teased, "Is there something I can do with my lips?" She presented her heavy, nightie-clad breasts to ensure his answer, hefting them up slightly from below.

He laughed from sheer happiness. "Most definitely!"

She knelt down in front of him, looking approvingly at his crotch. She felt a thrill race down her spine just from the act of getting on her knees. Then she felt another, even stronger thrill from holding her son's stiff pole.

She said a little prayer out loud. "Dear Lord, thank You for giving me such a handsome, well-endowed son. Bless this blowjob, and may it not be interrupted this time" - she shot a quick, dirty look in Katherine's direction - "and may it contribute to his health and well-being. Amen." She appeared very serious about her prayer.

She belatedly realized that Katherine was watching from just one counter stool away and considered telling her not to watch. But then she realized that Katherine had been watching a few minutes earlier, not to mention the night before, and at other times. She sighed as her fingers started to stroke, like they had a mind of their own. Who am I trying to kid? She's going to see me suck him. A lot! If I have my way, I'll be sucking him not just daily ... well, hourly is a bit much. But several times a day, I should hope. And not just five minutes or so, here and there. No way! We're talking prolonged suck-fests! Tiger has incredible stamina. It might make me a bad mother, but Angel is just going to have to get used to the sight of her mother kneeling and feasting on son-cock!

Her fingers were slipping and sliding up and down her son's shaft as she continued to think. And I'm going to have to get used to being watched, and quite often. By Angel, Suzanne, and even Amy. Maybe even all three of them at once, sometimes! I'm one of Tiger's personal cocksuckers now. That's an honor and a responsibility, not to mention a never-ending jaw-busting challenge. Being frequently embarrassed, if not downright humiliated, comes with the territory. I have to buck up and rise to the occasion. Tiger deserves nothing less than the best big-titted cocksucking mommy in town!

Having psyched herself up, Susan leaned in and opened her mouth wide.

But before she could swallow his cockhead, Katherine asked, "Mom, don't you think you're overdressed? A good mommy sucks cock topless, at the very least. Everybody knows that."

Susan would have protested that except that she liked the idea too much. As if she wasn't already naked enough, she slipped her nightgown off her shoulders and pulled it down to her waist. Even though she'd just let go of his boner, she thought, Aaaah. That feels good! Refreshing. Bracing! I love to be naked for my son. Especially if I can show him my big, round, bare tits, then all is well with the world. I don't know what I was thinking earlier, imagining I could go the whole day without this.

Then she firmly gripped his throbbing pole. She loved that it was wet with pre-cum, and her fingers started sliding like it was too slippery for them to keep still. She gave her son a devastating "come hither" look. "How's that, Son?" She subtly rolled her shoulders, causing her great globes to bounce and sway.

His eyes widened to an almost comic degree. He gulped and clutched at his chest, as if that could calm his racing heart.

She smirked in delight at his reaction. Then, instead of ravenously swallowing all of his cockhead, as usual, she teased him by simply placing the tip of her tongue on the tip of his erection.

That alone sent shivers through Alan's body like bolts of electricity. He simply could not get over how hot and sexy his mother was looking and acting lately, never mind his sister as well.

Susan, too, couldn't get over her son. Just touching his cockhead with her tongue nearly sent her over the edge. She started just swirling her tongue over his cockhead, but she was too cock-hungry to tease him for long. In less than a minute, all of his cockhead and then some was inside her mouth. He stood there, unmoving. But she made up for that by sucking his boner with a hungry passion, not to mention very powerful suction.

She felt more boundaries of decorum start to crumble. Being topless is liberating! I feel so free! It's like I'm putting my whole body into it, now. I don't really care if my daughter sits watching only a few feet away, as long as I get more of this cock! I don't mind if she notices the way my big tits are constantly swaying and jiggling. She needs to learn how to be a good sucking sister. In fact, I have to admit that it makes me downright hot that she's here. So hot! She swiveled his stool and moved with him so that she'd be able to occasionally watch Katherine as Katherine watched her.

Not surprisingly, Katherine made no bones about staring very blatantly. In fact, she spent as much time staring at Susan's bouncy chest as at the blowjob. She actually walked all the way around Susan, staring at her from every angle.

That just made Susan's lust for her son burn even stronger. She slid her lips along his shaft with greater vigor, until she was occasionally gagging on his cock as it went a bit too deep. Hearing her own gagging noises drove her absolutely wild, causing her to suck ever harder and faster.

Alan had been doing pretty well holding out in the face of such great stimulation, but he was **** to start clenching his PC muscle. Soon, he was locked in a **** battle not to cum. The pleasure was simply too intense!

Sensing that Susan's willpower was gone, at least for now, Katherine stripped down until she was topless too. She also felt great relief upon being able to do that. She was tempted to go further, but since Susan still had her nightie bunched up around her waist, she decided to wait.

Alan's PC muscle clenching was helping him endure the lust onslaught much better. But still, he was **** to close his eyes to cut down on the visual stimulation. Then, after another minute or two, he had to hold Susan's head in place to get her to slow down. Once she did, he thought, Aaaah! That's perfect! I swear, I could go like this all day long. And since it's a holiday, maybe I can. Man! The mind boggles!

A couple more minutes passed, and he hadn't heard a peep from Katherine. So he dared to take a quick peek. He regretted that immediately. She was sitting in a spot where she had a great view of the blowjob, but Susan couldn't easily see her. As a result, she'd dared to pull her shorts down, and she was busy fingerfucking herself.

Alan immediately shut his eyes tight and told himself to keep them that way. He was dangerously close to the edge.

After a while, Katherine had a quiet orgasm of her own. Once she recovered, she stood up and said, "Wow, this is so cool that I get to watch to my heart's content. Better than any porn! In fact, we should totally record this. Mom, do you mind if I go get the camera? Or, better yet, the video camera!"

Susan found herself unable to stop her sucking long enough to respond. She tried to bob her head sideways instead of up and down to indicate her rejection of that idea, and she attempted to make some disapproving noises. But she was so aroused that they just came out like her usual lusty "Mmmm!" moans.

Katherine could tell that Susan was embarrassed by the camera idea, but she pretended that she didn't realize that. "Hey, just imagine. We could take some home movies along to the next family reunion in Nebraska." Standing in front of Susan now, Katherine motioned as if she were pushing a videocassette into a VCR. "Folks, this next one is entitled 'Susan Shows Her Special Love for Her Son.'" She giggled. "Boy, Mom, can you picture the looks on your sisters' faces?" She giggled some more.

Susan moaned even louder. "MMMM! MMMM-MMMM!" But somehow the idea drove her wild, even when Katherine added, "Just kidding."

By this point, they all were so aroused that it was impossible for Alan to last much longer. In the end, his hips betrayed him. He'd been standing still for a long time, but he started pumping his hips forward and back some, because he was too horny to stop himself. It wasn't quite enough to be called a face fucking, but it was close enough to excite Susan tremendously, causing her to take her efforts up yet another notch. Between the two of them, they lost all control until he started to shoot his load straight down her throat.

While he blasted his cum out, Susan kept right on sucking and sucking. She was so thrilled when she tasted the sweet cream filling her mouth that she used a hand to play with her nipples until she had a very powerful and excellent orgasm as well. Her entire body actually trembled and shook for nearly a minute!

But that didn't slow her down at all. She kept on sucking with great suction, hoping to give him a climax for the ages. There was so much cum that she simply couldn't swallow it completely. Some of that cum wound up on her face, even dribbling down to her chest. She kept on sucking even after his climax was obviously over. She hoped she could inspire him to stay hard, for another round.

But eventually Alan's penis grew flaccid, causing Susan to finally pull away.

Katherine noticed all the cum that had spilled free, and joked, "Mom, you know what we should call your breasts? Cum catchers!"

"Now, Angel, that's rather improper, although today it's totally true." Susan looked down at her bare, cummy melons and smiled. In her mind, all that cum on her skin was a sign of a job well done. "Cum catchers." I like the sound of that! I'll bet it's another reason God blessed me with these big tits. I can't even begin to understand His ways, but somehow my purpose in this life has something to do with keeping my son's cock well drained. I know that now.

But then she looked back at her daughter and tried to act stern. "Please don't make fun of your old mother."

"I'm not making fun of you, Mom; it's just a joke. I think it's great what you're doing."

Susan didn't have an answer to that. Now that she'd cum down from her erotic high, she felt very embarrassed to have Katherine see her like this. But she still felt a lovely orgasmic afterglow, and she was proud about what she'd done. She wore the "personal cocksucker" label like a badge of pride.

Alan slumped dangerously in his stool. He felt like his bones had turned to Jell-O, now that he'd climaxed.

Susan continued to kneel between his legs. She sat silently and brazenly topless for a few minutes, swiping or licking up the cum that had dribbled down her chin while simply recovering. She wasn't resting so much from the exertion of the cocksucking, but from the Earth-shattering orgasm she'd had at the end.

Then, after sending Katherine to check on cooking breakfast, she got to work cleaning Alan's penis and balls.

As she sucked on one of his balls inside her mouth, she thought, I wish I would have known years ago just how much pleasure a woman can get from giving a real man a blowjob. I thought it was all about pleasing the man, and in a way it is, but this morning's blowjob alone was better for me than any real intercourse I ever had with my husband!

She lovingly kissed up and down Alan's flaccid penis. My son. Aaaaah! What bliss. He's so kind, yet so confident. So manly. If only he were more aggressive - more confident, and just a little less considerate. He thrust his hips a little bit at the end there, but that wasn't nearly enough.

I want him to tell me, "Excuse me, Mommy, but right now I'm going to fuck your face." And then he'd just do it without asking, and I'd LOVE it! I always do. After all, I am one of his top personal cocksuckers. I don't mean to be immodest, but I think I'm getting pretty good at this. It's what I do, and I'm only going to get better and better. He should take full advantage!

She switched to sucking on his other ball sack. Mmmm. I even love doing this, when he's fully flaccid. But he needs to treat me like a virile young son naturally treats his big-titted mommy slut. What if I asked him, "Is there anything else you want with that breakfast?" and he replied, "Yes, Mommy. I want to fuck your buttslut ass." Mmmm! Then he'd roughly throw me down and fuck my dirty hole all over the floor, like he was pushing a vacuum cleaner around. Wow!

More time passed. Knowing that Katherine was taking care of the food, Susan continued to kneel there, licking his flaccid penis and/or balls, occasionally gazing up at him with a nearly feral look in her eyes. She was trying to will him to get hard again right away. Her tongue and jaw were worn out from all her licking and sucking, but she didn't care. She craved more of his cum.

He thought, She's just begging for me to fuck her, with that look. Damn! How can I resist? But then later she'd be so regretful, and she'd never forgive me for taking advantage of her in a moment of weakness.

He sighed quietly, What a drag. I hate how Mom keeps blowing hot and cold. You never know when she's gonna go through another one of her guilty phases. How many times will we have to keep pulling her back from the brink?

Susan rarely thought about intercourse with her son. Lately, Suzanne had started getting her thinking about anal sex some, as Suzanne considered that another barrier to be worn down soon. But mostly Susan just hoped for more cocksucking as an end in itself, since she enjoyed it so much.

Alan's penis stayed flaccid, despite all her efforts. So she finally pulled her nightie back up and returned to the kitchen to take over cooking the shakshuka, as if nothing had happened.

Chapter 3

Alan sat up straight in his counter stool so he could watch his sexy mother while he fully recovered from his epic orgasm.

Susan was still feeling very randy, and knowing that Alan's lusty gaze was on her only inflamed her desire even more. She felt obliged to take over the cooking (enabling Katherine to sit at the counter as well), but she tried to work in a highly inspirational manner. For instance, she bent forward over the stove far more than the cooking required. Her display was half that of a suburban mother cooking breakfast and half that of a sex show starring a physically perfect hottie dressed in a see-through nightie.

For many minutes, both Alan and Katherine sat transfixed, watching Susan's fantastic body from a few feet behind her. Mostly, Susan liked to show off her ass, since she did have to cook most of the time. If she wasn't bent over something, she would find some excuse to walk around the kitchen on some task. Often, she was just pretending to have an excuse to walk here or there, just so her giant jugs would sway obscenely for her son.

Not surprisingly, Alan got very aroused mentally, even though his penis wasn't quite up yet. He loved that Katherine was allowed to sit next to him in just her shorts, and that Susan hadn't said anything about her daughter's toplessness. That was a great sign for days to come.

Katherine got extremely hot and bothered from watching Susan too. After a while, she felt an unusually powerful desire to stick her tongue in her own mother's pussy. But she knew that would be a big mistake. It was strange that Susan loved to suck Alan's dick at the drop of a hat, but even a kiss on the lips from Katherine was considered out of bounds, yet that's how it was.

After a while, Alan's energy was restored. His penis remained flaccid, but he was ready for more fun, figuring it wouldn't take that much more visual stimulation to get him fully erect. So he came up with an idea for something new. He went to the nearby stereo in the living room and put on the song "Oh, Pretty Woman" by Roy Orbison. Then he went back to his stool and looked expectantly at his mother.

Susan knew the song and really got into it. She especially liked the opening line "Pretty woman, walking down the street," because it gave her an excuse to show off her new strutting skills. Soon, she was more dancing and grooving than even pretending to be cooking.

Alan thought, I'm a glutton for punishment or something. I need to come up with ideas like this when my dick is able to handle it! He'd hoped this would be enough to get his dick stiff, but it only engorged a little bit.

Katherine saw the state of his penis, and asked him, "Big Shampoo Bottle Brother, how are you enjoying the show? I noticed Alan Junior still hasn't rejoined the fun. What's up with that?"

Susan was surprised to hear Katherine refer to his penis as "Alan Junior," since she herself had come up with that term just the previous Saturday night. She wondered if Katherine might have overheard her. But in fact Katherine had come up with the name independently, since it was such a logical thing to nickname Alan's penis.

Although Alan enjoyed watching his mother dancing and grooving in just her sexy nightie, he longed to see her completely naked. He said, "I don't know. I'm loving the show, of course. Mom, I love the way you're learning to move with rhythm and grace. But maybe Alan Junior would love it more if I could see every inch of my mommy's flawless body."

That caused Susan to freeze. Her eyes went wide, and she clutched at her chest defensively. She had delightful visions of cocksucking while naked and on her knees, but she'd calmed down some, and she was self-conscious again about Katherine being there too.

Katherine said, "Yeah, Mom. You know what Confucius says: 'A good mommy is a naked mommy. Not counting high heels, of course.'" She giggled.

Alan joined the joking. "Did Confucius really say that? I missed that somehow."

"That's what you get for sleeping through class."

Susan stood there for some long moments. She thought, A good mommy IS a naked mommy. I can't let Angel's presence bother me so much. Think about all the delicious cocksucking I'll miss out on. Besides, she's one of his personal cocksuckers too. I'll probably be watching her bob and slurp a great deal as well. That's just the way things are around here. It's God's will!

She slowly stripped out of her nightie, making sure to dance her way to the love seat in the dining room so that Alan would have a completely unobstructed view of her. She was blushing and embarrassed, but that didn't stop her. Once the sheer fabric was lying on the floor, she let herself go, letting the rhythm of the music take control of her body.

Katherine gasped in awe at the stunning sight of her nude mother. "Wow! Would you look at that?" she breathed disbelievingly. "Look at that ... that ... ASS! Just look at it!"

She grabbed Alan by the arm, but couldn't bring herself to tear her eyes away from her mother's backside. "Mom's ass looks good enough to eat! How am I supposed to compete with that?" she complained.

Alan, just as mesmerized by the sight of Susan flaunting herself for him, remembered the importance of always making sure no one felt slighted. So he murmured back to her, without taking his eyes away, "There's no competition here. You're my super sexy sister, and your ass is world-class too." Realizing he was being slightly rude, he looked her way and smiled warmly.

Katherine tightened her grip on his arm before replying hotly, "Yeah, well, let's just say that right now I so totally wish I had a penis for a day, just so I could stick it in Mom's hot ass!"

Alan suddenly felt absurdly giddy as he realized, Hey, I DO have a penis that I could stick in Mom's hot ass! Am I lucky, or what? Heh! Well, at least if she'd ever let me do something that improper to her. And with the way things are going, I've got a very good feeling about that! He was so mesmerized by Susan's luscious butt cheeks that he temporarily forgot about his usual aversion to how "gay" and "disgusting" anal sex seemed.

Susan was shocked to realize that her wanton display was enticing her daughter enough to admit to a desire to do THAT with her as a result of seeing her naked ass. As she grooved in place, she kept her back to her children and enticingly gyrated her hips. No, Angel, your mommy's ass is for your brother to fill, to fuck with his hard cock and his hot cum. It's not for you! You can hold and lick his balls while he fucks his cum into Mommy's ass, where it belongs, and where he belongs, and where I belong!

While still facing away from her children, she suddenly spread her legs widely, and then bent down to touch the floor. Mommy's got a hot ass that needs Tiger's cock and cum. Son, give it to me! Then, driven by the music, she got back up and resumed grooving around.

Alan, in awe of his mother's dancing, but unaware of her turn of thought, tried to joke, "Hey, it's not all that great having a penis. You know what Confucius says about that: 'Man with hand in pocket feels cocky all day.'"

Katherine laughed hard at that. "You silly! That's not even logical!"

"Hey, it made you laugh," he pointed out gleefully.

When the song ended, Susan seemed to wake up, as if from a trance. She sensuously ran her hands over her ass cheeks, imagining those hands belonged to her son. But her bliss was fading, so she finally turned back around and asked her daughter, "How 'bout now?"

Katherine replied glumly while checking out the state of Alan's penis, "No. Still down for the count."

Alan said, "Sorry, Mom. This has nothing to do with how sexy you are. I'm so mentally horny that it's not even funny. But you know there's a refractory period that sometimes just can't be avoided."

The rest of the album happened to be Roy Orbison's more typical sad ballad material, so the dancing ended along with the song.

Susan went back to the kitchen and resumed chatting like she did most school mornings when she was preparing their breakfast. However, Alan and Katherine were too distracted by her still very sexy (and still very naked) movements to talk, so they mostly replied monosyllabically.

Susan repeatedly reminded Alan to drink lots of fruit juice, saying things like, "Drink up. You want to have lots of big, tasty cum loads, don't you?"

It made him feel a little like she thought of him as a cum factory, but if that was her price for all the blowjobs, he didn't mind.

They finally all sat down at the dining room table to eat the rest of their meal. Alan was still naked from the waist down, and eventually his boner began to engorge again. He ate almost without looking at his plate.

Katherine was at a disadvantage in getting his attention. Although she was topless too, Susan sat at the end of the table, adjacent to her son, so he could easily see into her lap. She even kept her chair well away from the table, to help make sure he had a great view.

So Alan gawked at his mother's incredible body, as if he'd never seen it before. He particularly loved the unobstructed view of her pussy, which was still sopping wet from earlier. It was so close that he could have reached out and touched it. But he sensed that was one rule he couldn't break without making her upset.

Out of the blue, Susan asked him, "Tiger, are you okay with this? I'm just thinking that if we're going to get you to at least seven climaxes today we have to start early. Two loads in the morning would be a big help. At least. I'm thinking three might be better." She swirled her tongue all the way around her lips, and winked at him.

He smiled contentedly, like a Cheshire cat. "You know I love it. You're such a great cocksucker, and you cook a great breakfast too!"

"Thanks. You're too kind." She blushed with pride. "Looks like someone enjoyed my dancing, after all." She chuckled as she reached for and grabbed his newly-erect penis. She looked over at Katherine and nearly lost her resolve.

"I sure did," he agreed enthusiastically.

She held his exposed hard-on. Her heart was starting to race again. "Would you like me to suck you some more, you big, cum-filled boy? Will we ever be able to drain this thing of cum, even with all of us combined?" Again, she looked anxiously at her daughter. She felt sinful doing that with Katherine present, but she just couldn't help herself.

He replied, "Thanks, Mom, but that would make it really hard for me to eat breakfast. I can't even think while you do that, much less eat. Why don't you just stroke it a little while I finish my food?"

She flashed a toothy smile. "It would be my pleasure."

He thought, It's so true! She loves it! Does she have any idea how much I love it too?! Talk about a win-win!

Seeing how eager Susan was, he suggested, "You know, they say that even stroking a stiff dick feels better when you're on your knees."

She nodded with a very serious look on her face. Then she silently got on her knees below the table and tenderly stroked his boner. She knew what he wanted at the moment, which was something low key, so she kept the pace light and slow while he continued to eat. Dear Lord, what have I become? He commands it and I do it, no matter how humiliating. Angel, please don't look! But it's true. It DOES feel better on my knees. Drat. If I don't watch out, I'm going to spend all day like this!

That thought gave her a powerful, lusty shiver. She suspected there was a lot of truth to that.

After a minute or two, she started licking his cockhead, since it was right there, only a couple of inches from her mouth. A minute after that she had all of his cockhead and then some in her mouth. I'm so bad! I'm supposed to just stroke. But how can I help myself? Still, I need to pace myself. This is probably going to be a very long, cocksucky day, not to mention a wonderfully titfucky day. Suzanne isn't here, so it's up to me and Angel, and Angel has her punishment, so it's really all up to me. If I play my cards right, I can keep the joy going for a long, long time!

She truly was determined to keep things mellow, at least relatively speaking, so she generally kept her tongue inactive and just slowly slid her lips back and forth over his sweet spot. She absolutely loved doing that.

Alan rode the pleasant wave of a light buzz. Now this is what I call service. An excellent breakfast made even better by some mellow stroking and sucking. What more could a kid want in life?

He suddenly became very frustrated, almost angry. Aside from wanting to FUCK my MOM! Arrgh! Why did that have to pop into my head again? I can't think about that or I'll go crazy. If she's content to just suck my cock till the end of time I think I'll slowly go insane, from not getting to do the ultimate deed. Fuck. I just can't have these thoughts or it becomes ten times worse to bear.

Out of the blue, Susan stopped her slow bobbing long enough to ask, "Angel, could you do me a favor? Could you put that 'Pretty Woman' song back on again? These other songs are nice, but they don't rock; they don't put me in a cocksucky mood."

Katherine got up and dutifully changed the song. However, once again she felt neglected. I think Mom's snapped or something in the past two days. She's normally so afraid to do anything in public, yet now she's jacking and sucking Brother off in front of others without shame. This morning proves it - she couldn't care less that I'm here, as long as she gets that cock. She's even happy I'm here so I can change the CD's. Grrr. I literally can't even remember how she used to be just weeks ago. Now she just seems so eager to please. Too eager!

With the way things are going, he's gonna be fucking her within days, and then my big brother is gonna totally forget all about fucking his little sister! Fuck that shit! I'm not gonna just sit here and take it lying down. So he's into lingerie and I don't have any. Damn again! I can't go to Victoria's Secret and buy the entire store out, like she did the other day. But at least I can put on a robe and hopefully get some attention. You'd think Brother would treat his Number One Fuck Toy just a little bit better. Grrr!