I Kissed a Girl: Part 2

Chapter 4

They both stood up to make it easier to kiss. It was easy for their lips to meet that way, because Katherine was as tall as her mother.

Susan leaned forward and quickly kissed Katherine on the lips. Since they were both so endowed up top, it was impossible for their lips to meet without their racks pressing together as well. Katherine held her arms tightly around her mother to make sure their front sides were touching all over.

Susan turned towards Alan. "How was that?"

His hand was between his legs. He'd been stroking his erection while still trying to hide the fact that he had one from Susan's eyes. He complained, "That's not what I meant. I meant a full, passionate kiss on the lips."

Before Susan fully processed his words, she said, "Don't do that." She was referring to his masturbating. She'd realized what he was doing, despite his attempt to hide it, from the way his entire arm was moving. "You should never have to do that, particularly if one of us is nearby. Remember how it can distort your cock, and don't get me started on The Sin of Onan. Come here."

Alan thought he'd been busted - if she knew he had a full erection already, then what was the excuse for their mother-daughter kissing? But lacking any alternative, he stood up and walked right up to her while holding one hand over his crotch.

She moved his hand away from his cock and replaced it with one of her own. She didn't even have to think about stroking it; her hands did that automatically as if she had spent her life at that task. Stroking his boner made her deeply content, somehow putting her at ease about the kissing problem.

She again considered what he'd just requested, about kissing her Katherine on the lips. With her hand going to town on his stiff pole, she was amenable to almost anything and easily deceived herself. By this point she wasn't thinking logically, so she didn't realize that if his cock was already nearly erect there was no need to continue with the kiss. Instead, her lust just took over.

She justified it to herself by, I have no desire to kiss my daughter, and in fact I have no interest or experience in women at all. Since it doesn't affect me, then there's nothing wrong with doing this to help him out with more visual stimulation.

In thinking that she had no lesbian desires, she conveniently ignored thinking about all the recent times that she'd been staring lustfully at other women's bodies. In particular, the fashion show the night before had been a real watershed for her. Her juices would have flowed repeatedly while looking at Suzanne, Katherine, and Amy strut their stuff, even if she hadn't had Alan's thickness sliding in her hand most of the evening to propel her along.

Katherine wisely stayed quiet, but made sure to keep a tight embrace on her mother.

Finally, Susan said to Alan, "All right, since today is a Tuesday, I'll go the extra mile for you and try a real kiss on the lips. But just this one time, and I really mean that. Are you ready, Angel?" She temporarily took her hand off her son's dick to give the kiss more of her attention.

She leaned forward and drew Katherine in with both of her hands. Then she kissed Katherine tentatively on the lips, but refrained from using her tongue.

At first Katherine was shocked. In theory she was big on the idea of kissing her mother like this, but in practice it took some getting used to. She grew more enthusiastic as their kiss continued, pulling her mother into an even close embrace and eventually probing her mother's mouth with her tongue.

Since Susan and Katherine had never broken their embrace, their big tits had remained pressed tightly together, although not really moving. But as the kiss went on, Katherine made sure to move her upper torso back and forth and up and down, so their boobs would slide against each other. With Alan standing just a foot or so away, she knew he'd appreciate the view.

Not only did he appreciate the view, he had to restrain himself from reaching out and caressing all that sliding tit-flesh.

Susan had not intended to kiss Katherine for very long - a few seconds at most. But she was extremely horny, and once she had closed her eyes, kissing Katherine didn't seem that much different from kissing Alan. She quickly got carried away with the tongue dueling and lost all track of time.

Alan stood right next to them for a minute or two without doing anything. Then he gently took one of his mother's hands and brought it down to his erection.

She didn't break the kiss or make any noise. In fact, stroking Alan's boner had become so easy and natural (and commonplace) for her that she didn't even really think about what she was doing. She just held it while rubbing two fingers back and forth over his sweet spot.

"Is that enough already?" she asked Alan when she finally ended the kiss. Her fingers kept on relentlessly stroking his sweet spot.

"Wow, that was perfect!" he cried ecstatically. "But I'm still not all the way up. Just keep going like that!"

Susan had come to know Alan's penis well, and she knew that it didn't get any harder. In fact, it finally dawned on her that since his cock was already so hard, the whole reason for their kiss was gone. But Katherine's luscious lips were only an inch or two from hers, and between feeling Alan's hot boner sliding in her hand and the way Katherine's nipples were rubbing against her own, she was so hot she was just about ready to spontaneously burst into flame.

Oh Dear Jesus! Sweet Jesus! This is so wrong. God in Heaven, please forgive me! Not about the cock stroking; Suzanne has helped me see that that is all part of your divine plan. But kissing my own daughter in such a sexual manner! And, and ... enjoying it! That's the worst part. This has to be a sin; it just has to!

She kissed her daughter again anyway. Stroking her son's dick was so relaxing for her that, before long, she didn't even really think about what she was doing anymore. She was living in the moment, fully giving in to her lusty feelings.

As a result, Katherine was beyond delighted at just how passionate her mother's kissing became. Neither of them had ever really touched the other since Katherine was small, except for the usual familial hugs and pecks, so this was a new and strange experience for both of them. Their tongues now battled each other delightfully as they both deliberately slid their tits together.

Susan's entire breasts were quite sensitive, not just her nipples, so all this tit rubbing was about as arousing to her as if she were getting constantly fingerfucked. She was on such an erotic high, she hardly knew up from down. She might have stopped for fear that she was getting too aroused by her own daughter, but the fact that she was jacking off her son at the same time somehow made it okay in her mind, somehow just normal heterosexual pleasure with a little extra activity going on.

Susan explored Katherine's back with her free hand while Katherine's hands ran freely all over her mother. Susan was too shy to rub Katherine's pussy, even though she'd been eyeballing the outfit that Katherine was wearing that morning, including repeatedly wondering what it would feel like to touch the outfit, and Katherine's bare pussy.

Alan was tempted to get in on the action. It would have been easy for him to step forward and join them in a three-way hug and grope. In fact, he was already standing so close to them that he had needed to take a little step back once or twice, or their action would have come to him. It was a struggle not to at least reach out and caress one or both of them on their flanks. But he didn't want Susan to freak out, break away, or complain about him trying to "start an orgy." Besides, she was using one hand to keep his pulsing pole very happy.

As mother and daughter continued to explore each other's mouths, Susan realized that somehow one of her legs had found itself between Katherine's legs. She had to fight the urge to make the usual "mmmm" noises that she usually made when she got aroused, because she wasn't supposed to be aroused in these circumstances (or at least, to be showing just how insanely aroused she really was).

Katherine was bouncing up and down a bit and thus rubbing her moist crotch on the skin of Susan's thigh.

Alan was delighted at everything that was happening. He realized they were having a big boundary-busting moment. Not only was Susan sharing her first intimate kiss with another woman, she was doing it with her own daughter, and clearly loving it. In addition, by jacking him off at the same time, she was unintentionally opening the door to future threesome fun.

However, the situation was problematic in that it was all too arousing and inspiring for him to handle for very long. After another minute, he finally gave in to the temptation of putting his hands on their firm, bare asses, but he did so under the guise of getting their attention. "Whoa, thanks for helping out so much. I don't think I can last much longer!"

Susan immediately pulled away from her daughter and knelt down in front of her son. Frankly, she'd loved the kissing and would have been happy to keep on necking with her daughter, but pleasuring her son's erection came before anything else. She took his hardness into her mouth, closed her eyes, and lovingly milked him with her tongue and lips.

She sighed with utter contentment. "Mmmm! Mmmm! MMMM!"

Katherine remained close, making sure he kept his hand on her bare ass.

Susan's bobbing felt so good that he never wanted the ecstasy to end, but he knew he'd be cumming in less than a minute, the way things were going. He tried frantically to think of some way to distract her so he could get a second wind, but his brain was too frazzled from the **** pleasure to come up with anything.

In desperation, he tried being totally honest. "Mom! Hold on! Please! Stop!"

Thinking there was some kind of emergency, she pulled her lips off his shaft, opened her eyes and looked up.

He had to wait some moments until he could talk a little better. "Uh, Mom, don't worry. I'm not ... I'm not in pain or anything, but..."

"But what?" she asked anxiously, still holding onto his cock and even squeezing it a little.

He looked around the room, looking for a clock, but there was none in view. He didn't have any idea what time it was, but he said, "We still have lots of time ... Can you ... let me get a second wind?"

Her face lit up. "Sure thing, Tiger. Whatever you like." She bent forward, closed her eyes, and resumed licking his cockhead.

Katherine was still standing there, watching closely with a hand on his back. She giggled. "Um, Mom, I think that doesn't count as stopping."

Susan looked around, startled. "Oh, right. I'd better get away from this tempting thing then." She gave his shaft a friendly squeeze, but within seconds that turned into a steady stroking.

Katherine coughed loudly.

Sighing, Susan let go and stood up. "I think I'd better get away for a, uh, a minute." She practically staggered away, she was so overwhelmed with lust. She looked around. "What time is it? We can't forget school."

Katherine had just walked close enough to the kitchen to look at the clock there, and she knew that time wasn't on their side. But she didn't want Susan to know just how little time they had left. So she intercepted her before she could get to the kitchen, giving her another tight hug.

"Don't worry, Mom," she said. "It's under control." She kissed her mother on the lips again.

Susan immediately forgot about everything except making out with her daughter. They resumed their tit rubbing, ass fondling, and all the rest, as if their earlier kissing had never been interrupted.

The only difference was that Alan was standing a ways away. He went to the love-seat in the dining room that faced the counter and the large table and sat down. Fuck! Look at them kiss! This is friggin' unreal. Of course Sis is totally into it, but MOM is totally into it too! That's huge. I'd never imagined there was a bisexual bone in her body, but I'm happy to be wrong on that. Wow!

He closed his eyes. Man, I can't watch that or I'll never get my second wind. As it is, my dick would shoot off like a fire hose if I were even to touch it at all. Damn! Not good.

He sighed heavily and counted to ten. That didn't help much though, especially since he could still hear the sound of kissing, not to mention his mother's constant "mmmm"-ing. That sound had come to be a trigger to his arousal in and of itself.

He decided to focus on football. He hadn't seen his home team, the San Diego Chargers, play the previous Sunday, and in fact he'd missed a lot of their games the last few weeks due to all his sexual fun. Even so, he still followed them closely and often watched game highlights on the Internet. The Chargers had lost to the St. Louis Rams 28-24 that previous Sunday, and he mentally reviewed what he knew of the game and the season.

That helped him clear his head of all the other things that were going on in the room. He had an ability to totally focus on one thing if he really put his mind to it.

Chapter 5

In fact, it took Susan lightly brushing his leg for him to snap out of it. He was so far off in his football thoughts that he was taken by complete surprise to see his mother totally naked and smiling and kneeling in front of him. "How are you doing, baby? Ready for more?"

He looked down at his dick and saw it was growing flaccid. "Um, yeah. Ready as I'll ever be."

She didn't waste time. She opened her mouth wide and engulfed his cockhead.

He put his hands on her head, but he didn't need to guide her since she'd already started bobbing with a steady rhythm.

He was still a bit confused, much like walking out of a movie theater matinee into the bright sun. He looked around for Katherine and saw her kneeling right behind Susan.

Katherine had an arm around Susan's back. She wasn't doing anything special except for watching the blowjob up close while reveling in the physical intimacy she'd never been allowed before with her mother. Seeing Alan's eyes on her, she gave him a big smile. Then she brought her fingers down to almost touch Susan's shoulder, then suddenly jerked her fingers away and shook her hand, acting as if she'd been singed from touching her burning hot mother.

Alan saw her non-verbal display and flashed her a knowing grin. He wanted to ask what time it really was, or how long they'd kissed while he'd zoned out, but he didn't want to say or do anything to possibly cause their mother to break off her passionate cocksucking.

His strategic break had worked wonders, because he didn't feel himself to be in any danger of cumming, even though his mother was giving it her all.

Susan just kept sucking and licking, and licking and sucking, and sucking and licking even more. She stroked the base of his shaft and played with his balls. She sensed it was time for her kids to go to school, so she was trying to get him to cum as soon as possible.

This was heaven on Earth for her. If she had an arousal meter and a happiness meter, both needles would have been pinned at maximum. Mmmm! Tiger's cock is the BEST! It's so hot and hard and tasty! I swear, just licking the skin of his cock makes me drool, because it reminds me of all the sweet, creamy, spermy goodness on the inside! It's so POWERFUL and demanding too! I'm so glad he took that break, because I just love it when he's like this. Mmmm! He's in some kind of zone where he can stay hard literally forever! MMMM! I have to redouble my efforts to even have a CHANCE to get him to blow a load on my face! MMMM!

And Angel! Right now she's got her fingers in my ass crack, and she really shouldn't do that. I wish I could tell her just how terribly improper that is, but I'm not about to stop my cocksucking, not even for one second! I could lose all the progress I've made, and it's just too much fun and too yummy! Mmmm! Mmmm! But in any case, I have to admit I kind of like that she's here and I can even feel her breath on my shoulder. It just reinforces the fact that we're two of his busty, naked, personal cocksucking sluts! MMMM! Yeah!

And only two! He's got more! First, the mighty Suzanne has finally fallen under the power of his cock, and that makes me SO HOT! And Amy. She's one of his personal cocksuckers now, and she's going to be a very good one! I can see it in her eyes - she wants to know what all this cocksucking joy is all about and revel in it. Once she has her face painted with his spermy goo a few times, there'll be no going back for her. Amy, it's the greatest joy there is! To drown in his thick, creamy love. Mmmm! MMMM! But not today, Amy, not right now. His mommy's in charge and she's not gonna stop until she wins her spermy prize!

Katherine watched jealously. She had trailed one hand down to Susan's ass and fondled it for a while. She was extremely pleased that her mother hadn't complained in any way, no doubt because she was so single-mindedly focused on the blowjob. She eventually let go, but only so she could frig her own pussy. Since she remained kneeling right behind her mother, she could do that without worrying much about getting caught.

Still, she was anxious for the blowjob to end soon. She alone knew just how little time they had, and she didn't want either of them to be flagrantly late to school.

But by this point Alan was really holding out well. Susan was right that he was in some sort of endurance zone. It helped that he'd cum not long before, so the decreased sensitivity of his penis as it recovered allowed him to better endure her oral activity.

Katherine was impressed. Eventually she broke the silence by saying, "My God, Bro. Wasn't the kissing enough for you?"

Alan just responded with a passionate grunt. Even though he wasn't ready to cum yet, he was getting close enough that he had to concentrate of squeezing his PC muscle to keep from losing it.

Katherine said, "Mom, I'm getting concerned about school. We don't have much time. You need to step it up a notch."

Susan didn't intend to stop her heavenly bobbing for any reason. She shrugged her shoulders as if to ask "What more can I do?"

Katherine responded as if Susan had said those exact words. "I know. I can see that you're using every trick in the book already. But still, we've got to hurry things along. What if ... Now, don't get mad, but ... what if we work on him together? I'm just sitting here, and two mouths are bound to be better than one. He'll blow in no time!"

Susan still didn't pull off to speak, but she raised a hand up to the shoulder Katherine was peering over to give her a thumbs-down sign. That was one boundary Susan was determined not to cross. She knew she would enjoy it, but she was too afraid of where that slippery slope would lead.

Katherine exhaled in frustration. Such is life. Mom's always giving me the cock block. Grrr! Still, it's pretty damn fun just watching them and playing with myself. I'm gonna get a big "O" before long, so I can't get that upset.

Painfully aware that her children should be at school on time, Susan began bobbing up and down with even greater speed right over Alan's most sensitive spot. Her goal seemed to be to create as much friction and suction on that one spot as humanly possible.

But Susan had already been bobbing for a long time, and she soon tired too much to keep up that pace.

Seeing her mother slow down, Katherine placed a hand on her hair and began caressing it (while her other hand kept working on her own pussy). She asked, "How's it going, Mom? Is he close to finishing?"

Susan bobbed her head up and down even more than usual in an attempt to indicate 'yes', even though she wasn't sure if that was the case.

Katherine continued to caress her mother's long, silky hair. She ran her hand all the way down Susan's naked back repeatedly, cupping her fabulous butt and then caressing her way back up. At the same time, she started giving advice. "More tongue, Mom, more tongue. Are you hitting his special spot, right under that big mushroom head? 'Cos he loves that."

Susan mmmm-hmmed a reply. She thought, That's ALL I've been doing! That's my favorite spot. If I stimulate it any more, I'm likely to wear a hole right through it. What more can I do?! I wish I could finger his prostate; he'd blow his load for sure. But I can't do that the way he's sitting. Arrgh! The clock is ticking, and Tiger's powerful cock is besting me with its strength and stamina! Again!

Katherine continued with more advice, even though she was no better at blowjobs than her mother. In fact, Susan was better, due to more recent practice and more advice from Suzanne and the sex books she'd bought.

Susan was on the verge of switching to a titfuck for a while, if only to rest her tired tongue and jaw. But then Katherine said, "Mom, maybe you need longer stroking. Bob your head more. You gotta go all the way in and all the way back. Like this." Both of Katherine's hands were already on her mother's head, but now she pushed Susan forward and then pulled her back. "Come on, Mom; bob your head more. More! I know you can't deep throat him, but make longer, deeper passes!" Katherine pushed and pulled Susan's head back and forth over the full length of Alan's shaft.

Susan initially resented her daughter's advice, and she especially resented being pushed. She thought she knew what she was doing perfectly well. But as Katherine continued to **** her head into Alan's crotch, Susan found herself loving being handled so roughly. She stopped moving her head at all on her own, forcing Katherine to provide all the motion, so it was really almost as if Katherine was fucking Alan's cock herself, using Susan's mouth as her surrogate.

The idea of being used that way made Susan so hot that she reached down and launched into a great climax just from her first light touch on her clit. When she climaxed, her whole body shook in a special way.

Alan could tell what was happening just by the way her mouth quivered around his hot shaft. That finally brought him over the edge. It was as if the flood gates that were holding back his pent-up emission opened up, releasing a torrent of his cum that overwhelmed his mother's mouth.

Even so, Susan somehow managed to catch almost all of it, mostly because she now prided herself on being able to swallow his entire load, no matter how big. Actually, she could have taken it all, but one thing Suzanne had taught her was to always leave at least a little dribble running down her chin, as a visual reminder to Alan of the blowjob, so she made sure to do that.

Katherine also realized that this was 'now or never' time for her. She took her hand off her mother's back and went to town with both hands on her own clit and pussy until she had her "big 'O'" as well.

As Alan finished his orgasm, and while his mother's lips were still wrapped around his deflating organ, he exclaimed, "That was great! Thanks so much! I can't believe how horny that made me. I don't know what it is, but for guys there's nothing more exciting than seeing two women together. I swear, that could have raised the penis of a dead man!"

Susan kept right on licking his dick, even though it was already becoming flaccid. "Anything to help, Tiger. Mmmm. But look at your great big cock. Maybe it's not so big right now, but it sure is messy. Mmmm. Mommy's just gonna have to give it a good cleaning."

Katherine watched for a moment and then asked, "Um, Mom? What are you doing? We're out of time. School."

Susan said as she licked his balls, "I'm aware of it. But Angel, if you're serious about being one of his personal cocksuckers, you can't ever let him leave with a sticky crotch. Any ol' cocksucker will stop after the guy ejaculates, but only the special ones, the ones who really love him, are going to lick him completely clean. Mmmm. And besides, it's lots of fun! Tiger, you're enjoying this, aren't you?"

"Oh God yes! At times my dick is so super sensitive I want to push you away, but somehow even then it still feels good. It's like getting a head freeze eating really cold ice cream. You think 'No! Too much!' but after only a few seconds you're into the ice cream again."

"See?" Susan pointed out as she licked, "Besides, Angel, the key is to focus on his scrotum. Admittedly, his balls may not need as much cleaning, but he'll get a ton of pleasure when you lick 'em no matter what the condition of his cock."

"Can I try?" Katherine asked.

"Not now," Susan chided. "That would be improper. We have to take our turns with him, or there's no telling where things might go. Which reminds me. That kind of kissing we shared is a one-time-only thing. Alright? Are we in agreement on that? That is NOT going to happen again around here. Kissing my daughter - I mean, really! I have my limits!"

The remarkable thing was that Susan sincerely believed those words, but Katherine and Alan both knew that another of her barriers had just been crossed. They both stayed silent so they wouldn't have to agree to anything.

Susan suddenly pulled away and stood up. Then she acted like a typical mother, despite her nude and bedraggled condition, "Okay, we're running a few minutes late. I would've liked to clean your crotch for a bit more, just to be sure, but Angel is right that time's a-wasting. Get ready A.S.A.P. and I'll drive you both to school."

Alan asked himself, "Just to be sure" of what? I mean, I'm not complaining, but there's no actual reason to do all that "cleaning," is there? It's weird. I'm falling into her mental warp space.

Katherine rushed to her room to dress. But while there, she took a moment to record her thoughts in her diary.

Dear Diary,

Big news: Mom and I totally made out! I mean, serious lip-lock, and with major tongue! Damn, it was too hot to BELIEVE! I'll tell you more about it later, but I'm in a rush right now and I only have time to jot down some quick impressions.

I gotta tell Bro to keep asking for Mom to do that kissing kind of stuff. In no time she's gonna break down even further and we can turn her into a real bisexual.

Wow! Mom? Bisexual? Wow! That is toooooo cool! Hee-hee! I still think of her as super prudish, so that thought pretty much breaks my brain in two. Wow!

Oh shoot! Mom's calling for me. And just when my pussy got all hot and itchy. Damn! We're gonna be majorly late for school, but it's oh so worth it!

Everyone had rushed around, dressing and washing up to clear away the pervasive smell of sex.

Susan was still holding some of Alan's cum in her mouth. She kept it in there as long as she could, sloshing it around inside with her tongue even as she drove them to school, as if it was a fine wine to be savored. That wasn't exactly the behavior of a typical suburban soccer mom and she knew it, but she couldn't help it.

They tried to act like a perfectly normal family on the drive over, even to the point that all three were fully clothed with underwear. No matter what happened inside the house, Katherine and Susan still tried to maintain unchanged personas outside the house (except for rare exceptions for Katherine, such as being at Kim's house with Alan). While they kept up a surface gloss of meaningless small talk, inside all three were thinking about the kiss between Katherine and Susan.

Susan was surprised at how much she'd liked the kiss. In some ways it's nicer than kissing a man. A woman's skin feels so soft and nice. She smells and tastes good, too. But she's my own daughter! No way is that going to happen again. I really have to mean it this time.

But let's face it: I keep saying 'no' about things and then breaking my own rules. What if Tiger needs help getting erect again? Surely it would be okay to help him out again by kissing my lovely Angel, wouldn't it? Maybe it's okay in situations like that, but only when my Tiger asks for help ... After all, there's nothing more important that helping him with his treatment. If he commands me to kiss her again so that he can get hard, how can I turn him down?

Or what if he asks me to kiss Suzanne like that? Oh my gosh! That would be so HOT! Er, I mean, for him, not for me. Yes, that would definitely be very hot ... for him. I really couldn't say no to something like that, if it was for a really good cause, like giving him an extra stiff boner.

But kissing Angel? No. Absolutely not. Not unless it's a special situation, like what happened today. Luckily, he has such a strong, ever-ready cock that this kind of situation is extremely rare.

At the same time, Alan was thinking, That was so totally hot! First Sis is doing Aunt Suzy, and now she's starting in on Mom. Soon the three of them and Amy will be all over each other. This is going to rock! All-out Plummer house orgy, coming soon! And what's really great is that I can do no wrong. If my dick gets hard then I get pleasured, and if it doesn't then I get a free show and THEN I get pleasured. In fact, it's better if I can start out flaccid and "****" Mom to do new things.

Fuck! Is there any limit to how amazing this can get? If only someone like Sean or Peter could see this and believe it, without getting us into a heap of trouble. I'd just love to watch their jaws drop all the way to the floor!

Meanwhile, Katherine kept looking at her mother, with much more lust than ever before. She thought, That kiss was so great! I simply can't get over it. I just hope she can fully get into doing women! The way she kissed me, I think she could definitely get into it. Heck, what am I thinking? The way she was looking at me and the others at the fashion show last night, she's liable to up and jump my bones when she gets into one of her horny mental zones. Fuck, I can just imagine Brother fucking my pussy while Aunt Suzy is doing my ass with a dildo and Mom is sitting on my face! Wouldn't that be great? How am I going to get through school while thinking stuff like that?! I need someone to fuck me right now!

Susan finally arrived at their school and dropped them off. They ran to their first classes with backpacks over their shoulders, waving to their mother as they went.

The only problem was that, after a morning like that, school was an almost unbearably boring let-down for them both.

Alan had grown somewhat used to the rapid flip-flop between his porno world and his mundane world, so was able to concentrate somewhat on classes. He was helped by the fact that his penis was once again dead to the world.

But there was one thing bothering him, preventing him from focusing more completely. He couldn't stop thinking about his dry hump earlier in the morning. It haunted all his thoughts, making him nearly forget about the kiss between his mother and sister.

He thought, over and over, That was so much like real fucking. I was so close. So close! So fucking close! Why did I chicken out? I'm too nice, too passive. Dang!

Chapter 6

Suzanne came over when she saw Susan's car return home.

As soon as she walked in, Susan rushed up to her and cried.

Suzanne held her in a comforting hug. "What's wrong?" the buxom neighbor asked.

"Suzanne, I'm so awful. I did all kinds of unmentionable things this morning. Tiger and I, we ... And my precious Angel! Oh! It was terrible!" She sobbed and sobbed.

Suzanne immediately found herself getting aroused, as she imagined the kinds of things Alan, Katherine, and Susan might have done together. But she just held Susan, lovingly stroking her hair. "Don't worry. It'll be okay. Whatever happened, we'll make it okay."

After another minute or two of loving hugging, Suzanne said, "So tell me what happened. Start from the beginning."

Susan wasn't actually crying so much by that time, although she remained terribly depressed. She said, "Well, I'll just be blunt about it. He was getting my attention, which you know involves fondling my ass, when that somehow turned into him dry humping me between my legs. We were practically, well, you know ... Fucking! There, I said it. I don't even know how he restrained himself. It was so much like he was having sex with me doggy style that I can hardly believe it. It was terrible!"

"Was it really?" Suzanne asked as she comfortingly stroked Susan's cheek. "Didn't you enjoy it?"

"Enjoy it? Dear God! I can't even describe how good it made me feel. That's what's so horrible. I have no control! And it's so wrong, but every time I only realize that after the fact."

"Did you cum?"

"What kind of question is that? Of course I did! Buckets and buckets, it seemed like. The whole morning practically felt like one non-stop orgasm. It was terrible!"

Suzanne chuckled as she kept hugging her. "That doesn't sound so terrible to me. Susan, remember, this is for his medical benefit. You're not just doing this willy nilly; it's for his medical benefit. Always. Repeat after me: medical benefit."

Susan was hesitant, but Suzanne nudged her until she grudgingly said, "Medical benefit."

However, Susan added, "Okay, I understand how we need to stroke and suck him many times a day for his medical benefit, but do things have to get so ... weird? I haven't even started to tell you about all the terrible things I ended up doing this morning. And that was all in just one morning! What'll happen next week, or the month after that? Will I really be able to keep him from truly fucking me?"

"You will," Suzanne said confidently. "Think about this morning. He had a perfect chance to fuck you, from what little I gather. Yet he didn't. If he can resist that temptation today, he'll be able to resist it a month from now just as easily, right?"

"I guess," Susan said, still depressed at the thought. But at least she was slightly encouraged.

Suzanne realized that Susan needed more support, so she launched into a long lecture about the importance of helping Alan. She stressed that he needed a wide variety of "weird" stimulation with many different women in order to climax so many times a day, day after day after day after day. Her not-so-subtle bottom-line message was that anything was okay - no limits and no boundaries - as long as it didn't involve "actual ****." And she narrowly defined that to be only penis-in-vagina direct vaginal sex.

By the time Suzanne was done, Susan was convinced that she was performing a sacred and noble duty. But Susan still felt worried because of what had happened between her and her daughter. She wasn't comfortable talking about it with Suzanne because she was also feeling similar strange feelings toward her best friend, so she didn't mention it.

With the first crisis of the day seemingly averted, Suzanne led Susan down to the basement gym for their daily exercises. They remained focused on their exercises while they were working out but, as usual, they talked and gossiped during their breaks.

Suzanne had been hoping to finally convince Susan to take off her wedding ring. Frankly, seeing Susan wear that ring grated on her like fingernails on a chalkboard. She saw it as a symbol of all that had been wrong in both of their lives up until recently. But given how she'd had to talk Susan down from another prudish backlash, she could tell that it wasn't the right time.

Instead, she focused on sexy talk about Alan, to help hold Susan's prudish worries at bay. That was easy, since their morning talks had been growing increasingly arousing and detailed anyway.

For instance, the day before, they'd talked extensively about Sunday's beach trip. Suzanne still kept a few secrets, such as how she'd put Alan's dick in her vagina while away from shore, hoping that he would fuck her for real, but even without such details their remembered experiences got them both hot and bothered as they discussed them together. When she explained to Susan how Alan had fingered her AND Amy's anuses under their bikini bottoms at the beach, in front of hundreds of people, Susan got so out-of-control horny that Suzanne was half-convinced that Susan was going to rip off all her own clothes and just masturbate to total exhaustion.

Their exercising always got them quite sweaty, so they always took showers afterwards. But lately those showers had turned into very prolonged masturbation sessions. With two upstairs showers, Susan would get in the one in her bedroom and Suzanne would use the other one, then they'd each take twenty or thirty minutes masturbating while mentally relishing all the arousing things they'd talked about. That was now as much a part of their daily ritual as the exercising itself, even though those solitary activities went unshared.

Suzanne of course knew exactly what Susan must be doing, but didn't want to embarrass her further by discussing it. In fact, there were times she could hear Susan screaming out in orgasmic ecstasy from the other bathroom down the hall.

Suzanne could get just as worked up, but she never let herself lose control to the point of screaming out in total abandon. Consequently, Susan didn't realize that her own screaming carried so well through the walls of the house. Suzanne realized that must be the case, so she avoided ever saying or doing anything that would indicate that she was aware of Susan's shower masturbation sessions.

Since the two women didn't need to work for a living, they had a lot of free time on their hands. Previously they'd spent a lot of it going out and socializing and playing tennis or bridge with other women, but lately they'd been spending more time at their own homes. For both of them, they were spending more and more of that time with their fingers in their pussies, or Alan's erection in a hand or mouth, and often both.

So this had become the "exercise routine" that they followed that day. The only difference was that Suzanne was wearing a cut-off T-shirt instead of her usual spandex top. And cut off it certainly was: it was cut almost like a bikini top, with most of her boobs hanging out below the fabric, which barely covered her nipples. She'd never worn anything like it before while exercising, and it was terrible for providing support for her large bust, but she figured that the sight of her heaving breasts would help keep Susan extra horny.

As always, their topic was Alan. Susan was still feeling too embarrassed about what had happened at breakfast that morning, so instead they discussed the previous night's fashion show seemingly forever. Taking a break from working out on their exercise equipment, they reclined back on adjacent machines.

Susan eventually found herself talking about her exhilaration in taking her clothes off during the fashion show. "Suzanne, call me weird, but there's something magical there. Every time I take off any clothes in front of my cutie Tiger, I feel a tingle. A powerful tingle! Sure, I feel especially tingly in my pussy and my nipples, but I honestly feel it all over my body, even way down to my toes. And whenever I bare my big tits for him ... Oh my gosh! It's soooo good! It's like a mental orgasm. All I can think about is how my busty body is there to serve him! To serve ... Mmmm! Serve his every sexual need!"

Suzanne chuckled. "Calm down, or we'll have to hose you down. And I mean with water, not with his creamy cum."

"Oh, poo! You're no fun!" Susan laughed.

Suzanne was glad to see Susan increasingly able to joke about that kind of thing, or just joke at all. In her earlier life before Alan began his treatment, she'd never had a sense of humor. But Suzanne also felt very envious. I wish everything was so new and exciting to me that simply taking off a sock would make me almost cum, like it does for her. I think she really is that excitable!

Suzanne decided to use their discussion to get Susan more used to being naked. "Susan, when that happens to you, is it a passing feeling that fades as soon as you take your clothes off?"

"Oh no! Definitely not. As long as his eyes are on me, it's a constant tingly thrill. It's like his hands are hefting my super sensitive tits up and down, even when they're not. You know what I mean?"

"I suppose. But does it only work when he's around, or would it work, say, now?"

"Now?" Susan asked, puzzled. "Why now? Tiger's not even in the house."

"I know. But just humor me. I'd like to try an experiment. Can you take your top off? I want to see if you feel tingly at all doing that even when he's not around."

Susan started to pull her top off, but then said, "Very well, but I'll only do it to show you it won't work."

Once Susan was standing there with bare breasts, she said, "See? No tingles at all."

"Hmmm. Well, exercise like that for a little while, and let me know if you feel a change," Suzanne said.

"Why should it be any different?"

"Well, I'm thinking you also get off on being naked when others aren't. Doesn't it excite you a little extra when you're on your knees and totally naked, or maybe just wearing high heels, and he's standing before you fully dressed, with just his big boner poking through his fly?"

Susan's eyes went wide. "My goodness! Suzanne, you've got a point there, that's for sure. Oh God! How could I not suck on his manly shaft, for hours and hours, when he towers over me like that? I just feel so, well..."

"Helpless?" Suzanne suggested.

"Definitely! But not only that. Shamed. Controlled. Tamed and obedient, like a ... like a ... trained dog! Oh God! I can't believe I just said that! Forget you heard that, okay?"

Suzanne grinned. "Sure." But she was delighted at Susan's attitude. She's more submissive than I ever dared to hope. The only obstacle is her boundaries, especially her deep-seated aversion to ****. I've defined it down as narrowly as I can, but I can't simply define it out of existence. I don't want her to be a totally horny slut half the time and miserably guilty the rest of the time. All I can keep doing is pushing and pushing and hope that her prudish side finally withers and dies.

As the two of them exercised, Suzanne kept the topless Susan hot, bothered, and easily distracted by bringing up all the special things Alan and Susan could do together now that it was a Tuesday.

Susan spoke at great length about the fantasies she had involving Alan coming home from school and doing things to her. She got so carried away that she frequently forgot to keep exercising. Eventually, she realized just how long she'd been dominating the discussion, so she asked, "Suzanne, you don't mind me hogging all the Tuesday fun, do you?"

Suzanne replied, "I don't mind it so much. I know it means a lot to you to have that special day, but between that and Amy now getting in on the picture, which I'm not exactly thrilled about, sometimes I feel like I'll be lucky to get even a couple licks in a day, so to speak."

"Amy getting in on the picture?" Susan asked quizzically. "She did get pretty involved with the fashion show, but she's not THAT in on the picture when it comes to his cock. You've forbidden her from joining in the cocksucking joy. I certainly hope you change your stance on that, and soon."

Suzanne replied, "I did forbid her, but she was surprisingly disobedient last night. Do you know what I saw when I came downstairs to leave your house? Amy and Sweetie were in the living room alone, and she was sucking on his thick erection!"

"NOOOO!" Susan hadn't heard that news yet. She was thrilled.

"Yes! I think it was the first time she'd sucked him to orgasm, and it happened right in front of my eyes. I don't know what to do about that girl."

"Oh God! Suzanne! Do you realize what this means? Tiger has just added another beautiful girl to his stable! That's so HOT!"

Suzanne knew just what to say to push Susan over the edge. She spoke matter-of-factly, as if she were saying something expected. "Yes, Amy is already talking about how she'll be proud to be one of his personal cocksuckers. So now he'll have four of those at home and who knows how many more at school."

"Oh! Dear Lord! TOO HOT!" Susan climaxed as she imagined Amy naked and bobbing on her son's thick erection. She forgot about decorum and brazenly fingered her clit though her exercise shorts, even though Suzanne was right next to her. Midway through her climax, her fantasy shifted and she imagined that it was herself instead of Amy doing the sucking.

As she came down a bit from her erotic high, she mumbled, "Amy is a good kid..." She closed her eyes and unthinkingly ran her hands over her own now bared breasts. But mindful again that Suzanne might well be watching, she tried to keep her movements really subtle.

Suzanne found Susan's orgasm quite arousing. Once Susan closed her eyes, Suzanne was free to masturbate as well, though through her clothes.

But then Susan unexpectedly opened her eyes and looked directly at Suzanne.

Suzanne was caught with a hand inside her loose T-shirt, but she quickly acted as if she was just scratching an itch next to her left nipple.

Susan said more seriously, "Suzanne, do you think maybe we're corrupting our children? I completely agree with what you said about the supreme importance of stroking and sucking him every day, but there are side effects. I mean, what happens to us old broads doesn't really matter if we focus so much of our time and energy on being his personal cocksuckers. After all, his medical needs are immense, and we have **** but to help. Right?"

"Of course." Suzanne had kept scratching her boob to make it clear that she was scratching, but now she finally withdrew her hand from inside her shirt.

Susan went on, "But having the girls help him out might be warping their normal sex lives, as well as interfering with their homework. Shouldn't the kids be dating like normal people their age? All three could graduate from high school without dating at all anymore, the way things are going."

Suzanne said reassuringly, "I think they're just going through a phase. At first I was upset last night at seeing Amy getting physical with my Sweetie, but the more I've thought about it, the more I realize it's a good thing for her. She has to discover sex sooner or later, and who safer and better to teach her than him?"

She added, "Unlike most other guys, we know he'll go slow and be gentle and understanding. He certainly won't **** her like Jack Johnson almost did."

Susan asked, "That's true, but are you mad at her? I remember you specifically forbade her from sucking on his cock."

"I was upset about that, but I decided to let it go. I guess trying to stop her from becoming one of his cocksucking helpers was like trying to stop the tide. I can't really blame her for disobeying, after all the things she's seen in this house. And as for dating, I'm thinking: what if he dates Amy publicly and officially? If you think about it, it could be a pretty good match."

"Hmmm." Susan pondered the idea. "You know, you're right. They're clearly attracted to each other, and there would be nothing 'funny' about it. But what about Tiger and Angel? They have totally unnatural, deep feelings for each other! What am I going to do about that? If Tiger goes out with Amy, that might create big jealousy problems with Angel. I think she wants him in a very unsisterly way! He feels the same way too, I think."

Suzanne interjected, "You think? What gives you that impression?" She sounded serious, but she rolled her eyes at the realization that this was only now dawning on Susan.

Susan didn't notice the sarcasm, and continued, "It's true! Just think for instance how he was rubbing his hands all over Angel at the fashion show. I really shouldn't have allowed that. I mean, I have no problem with her stroking and sucking his cock; she's just helping him with his problem. But if he starts to touch her pussy, who knows where that could lead? And did you see that bunny routine she did? Was that just an act? It's like she actually wants her brother to have real intercourse with her!"

Suzanne was incredulous that Susan would have any doubts about her children wanting to fuck each other, but she kept a straight face.

Susan continued, "But when I try to keep the two of them apart in some situation like that, Angel just thinks it's because I want to monopolize him for myself. And sometimes she has a point. I can get a little ... well, carried away. So I have trouble being strict, 'cos I don't like being a hypocrite."

Suzanne didn't have any quick answer to that, so she let Susan keep talking.

Despite the problems being discussed, Susan felt increasingly horny. She cupped her bare boobs with both hands and even tweaked her nipples a little bit, hoping Suzanne wouldn't see. "And it gets even worse! I suppose I should tell you what else happened this morning, even though it's really embarrassing for me. Tiger couldn't get a hard-on at breakfast today. For the second time, that is! Hee-hee. Lordy. The first time was great since I got to swallow his load."

Suzanne said, "Tell me all the juicy details. Was that before or after he dry humped you? Relive it for me. Make me feel like I can taste his cock on my tongue."

"That's not important now ... Maybe later." Susan broke her serious mood to smile briefly as she added with conviction, "Definitely later." She knew that she and Suzanne would relive every moment in great detail before the school day was over, and she momentarily lost her concentration as she stared off into space thinking about doing just that.

Seeing Susan cupping her big tits, Suzanne asked, "By the way, how's exercising topless working out for you? Are you feeling extra tingly?"

"Yes," she admitted, taking her hands off her breasts thanks to that reminder. "But don't let me lose my focus. I want to discuss this problem, about how he couldn't get hard."

"I thought you said he did? Didn't he gloriously empty his nuts down your throat?"

She smiled blissfully. "He sure did. And it WAS glorious! You can say that again! But it was just the one time." Her face morphed into sadness. "We've talked before about how crucial it is for him to climax twice before school, so he can spread his orgasms throughout the day and give his penis time to recover in between. So I tried everything, even though Angel was sitting there only a few feet away! I'm so shameless. I wore that nightie you just bought me, the long see-through one-"

Suzanne interrupted, "How did that go over?"

"Oh, it was wonderful! It was like his big hard cock grew an extra inch. But that was the first time. After he climaxed, nothing seemed to work to get him stiff again. I bent and twisted my body every which way. I remembered all the moves you taught me. I stroked and stroked, and sucked and sucked. But nothing."