The Things We Do for Love: Part 1

Part 10 - The Things We Do for Love

Chapter 1: (Day 30: Tuesday, October 15)

Alan looked down at himself. His weary penis had been flaccid seconds before, but now it was rigid again. This is insane! I'm sorry, Mom, but I have to fuck you right here and now! I don't care if this is called motherfucking; I don't care about anything anymore but fucking you! You're begging for it! I'm going to give it to you!

He stood up. His erection was pointing towards his mother, and it seemed to have a will of its own. It was homing in on her pussy as she writhed on the floor. He got down on his knees and began moving in over her. He had a very depraved and lusty look in his eyes.

She suddenly looked up at him and immediately sobered up. "Tiger! What do you think you're doing?!" She could tell he intended to fuck her, and she realized she had to do something fast to stop him.

She lunged forward as if she were attacking him. Her mouth aimed for his boner and it connected; she took his erection into her mouth as he fell backwards towards the bed. The gobs of cum that remained on her face and tits flew in every direction.

Alan hit the floor on his butt, and then his back hit the side of the bed. His mother still had her mouth wrapped around his cock. He was somewhat surprised that she had managed not to bite it or otherwise hurt it as he fell.

As they both adjusted and recovered, she thought, Oh my God! I have my son's member in my mouth! Actually, I should call it a cock now because I'm cocksucking! I'm a naughty, big-titted cocksucking mommy, hee-hee! It feels so GOOD! So THICK and BIG!

MMMM! Suzanne was so right about this! I can tell right away that I love it! Mmmm! I can barely stretch my lips around it. Hey, Suzanne was right about that too! She's such a genius!

Her entire body trembled with lust as she focused fully on the feeling of having her mouth filled with her son's cock. Everything about it was too thrilling and arousing for her to handle. She had to take some moments to adjust to breathing through her nose, but even that excited her beyond belief.

She felt as if she'd had an epiphany. This is major! Somehow, I can tell that this is a major turning point. It just feels so right to have my mouth stuffed with my son's massive cock! So wrong, but so right too! I'm going to suck him off to completion now, as best as I possibly can. But I can already sense this isn't going to be the only time. Oh no! In fact, what if ... what if I were to start stroking and sucking him all the time?! What if I totally fall in love with doing it?! OH GOD! Suzanne would approve, but it's just so naughty! But I can't help it!

She placed her hands on his knees and immediately began sucking vigorously. It was clear she was inexperienced in cocksucking, because at first she gagged repeatedly. But after a few attempts she learned not to try and take it in so deep. Her tongue and hands weren't really doing anything, because sliding her lips back and forth over his sweet spot while creating considerable suction took all her concentration.

He didn't care how clumsy or inexperienced she was. The mere fact that his prudish yet super sexy mother was the one blowing him was such a rush that he was nearly delirious. He grabbed her by her long, dark brown hair, and yelled, "Yes! Yes! Suck it! Like that! Keep sucking!"

With one hand he reached down and tried to grasp her boobs, which were now swinging wildly backwards and forwards in time to her bobbing head. But he was moving and so was she, and he couldn't concentrate, so all he could manage was some rough groping.

Still, he found that extremely exciting, since it was the first time she'd ever allowed him to touch her bare boobs with his hands.

Susan didn't like that though, fearing a repeat sexual escalation. So she paused long enough to help him sit up on the edge of the bed. She figured that her rack would be more out of reach if she sucked him while kneeling between his knees. Besides, there was something about that position that turned her on even more, at least in part because Suzanne had been hyping it so much of late.

He readily accepted the new position, reclining until his back rested against the wall. While it would have been nice to grope at the huge breasts he'd secretly lusted after for years, he was so far gone with pleasure from her steady cocksucking that he could hardly focus on anything else, let alone think clearly.

As she resumed her bobbing, she thought, Suzanne is a fellatio expert; that's obvious. She's got plenty of experience, that extra-long tongue of hers, and a naturally sexy attitude. I'm not about to embarrass myself compared to her. This may not be the right or moral thing to do. I don't know. Sometimes, the good Lord just doesn't give a clear sign. But it's what I'm doing, and darn it, I want to be as good as Suzanne is! I'm gonna put all my reservations aside and suck this fat cock like my life depends on it!

Susan quickly learned that a good technique was to suck as deeply down his shaft as her mouth could manage and then pull almost all the way off, and repeat, in an imitation of fucking (even though her definition of deep at this point wasn't very deep at all). Normally this would have set him off quickly, but since he had just cum twice in the last half hour he found that he could keep going and going.

Susan's whole body began bucking wildly again as she was wracked by more orgasms. Her private parts weren't being stimulated directly, but the sheer thrill of sucking her son's cock had aroused her more than anything in her entire life. All her **** and resistance vanished as she totally succumbed to some kind of cocksucking mania.

She tried to remember and implement the blowjob advice that Suzanne had given her, but it was hard to do. She was loving every last aspect of the experience, and she was as happy as she could be merely from having her son's cock filling her mouth. But from time to time she remembered her desire to become as good at this as Suzanne. She still was too far gone with lust to try out Suzanne's tips, but she did remember to focus more on his frenulum, the "sweet spot" on the inner side just below his cockhead.

She mostly kept her eyes closed to help her focus fully on what she was doing. Besides, that reduced her embarrassment a little bit. But from time to time she would peek up at him and see the rapturous expression on his face, which delighted her to no end. Before long he was continually moaning with pleasure, and that truly was music to her ears. Gosh, this is such FUN! Tough, but fun! I'm making Tiger so happy that I can't believe it! He's practically going out of his mind, thanks to ME!

After a few more minutes, she removed her mouth from his soaked boner and began jacking it off instead. For one thing, her jaw had grown tired surprisingly quickly, and for another she was eager to talk to him. Her eyes sparkled with delight, and there was cum and saliva drooling down her chin. "Tiger, Mommy is a real cocksucker now! What do you think of that?"

"Oh, Mom!" He was beyond speaking. There were no words to convey his joy. He was riding along the edge of orgasm, yet somehow he wasn't cumming quite yet. It was incredible.

She panted, "It's so good! It's just like Suzanne said it would be. Better, even!"

Her whole body bounced up and down like a pogo stick in time to her stroking. She sat on her legs with knees bent, with one foot between her legs where she was trying to press it into her pussy. As she bounced, she was able to gain a small measure of satisfaction by using her heel to rub against her clit. She could tell she'd be having more powerful "tingles" soon.

Then she had the great idea to lick around his cockhead (and especially over his sweet spot) while her hands stroked the rest. Her lips had been very busy, but her tongue hadn't really gotten involved before that.

She took to that combined action like a duck to water. She loved it so much from the get-go that she was frustrated that she hadn't started licking his erection years earlier. Mmmm! Mmmm! MMMM! So good! So yummy! He has such a POWERFUL and THICK cock! It's like I'm trying to tame it with my tongue by making him squirt, but that's no easy task, that's for sure. I could keep at this all day long! Mmmm! And it seems that every time I lick right ... here, I'm rewarded with one of Tiger's lusty moans. Mmmm! Especially when I lick him right HERE! She lapped fervently all over his sweet spot.

He thought, Holy fucking hell! That feels AWESOME! Mom's even better at licking than she is at sucking! Dang! Mom is licking my cock! I can't believe it!

Meanwhile, her hands flew back and forth over his turgid pole, even as she kept on licking all over his most sensitive spots.

Both mother and son were now truly beyond coherent speech, so they just screamed and moaned unintelligibly.

Finally, with the loudest groan yet, Alan began to shoot his seed.

Susan rapidly put her mouth back over his erection and prepared to swallow it all. Feeling him cum in her mouth had been a great fantasy of hers for days, ever since Suzanne had started talking about it, and now it was actually happening to her. She felt like she'd just won a million dollars.

He came, and came, and came again.

She rubbed her clit against her heel and had another orgasm, her best one yet.

She was amazed at the sheer amount of cum that rocketed into her mouth. But her inexperience betrayed her again; most of it dribbled out of her mouth and down her cheeks and chin.

Both of them finally fell back in exhaustion.

Alan almost passed out on the spot, he was so spent, but he managed to stay conscious. He again looked at his mother. Now most of three loads of cum had landed on her face and chest, minus all the gobs that she'd eaten or swallowed directly.

She was rubbing his hot cum all over her face, working it into her skin. Then she took her cum-soaked hands and rubbed the rest all over her body, writhing like an exotic dancer.

"Oh!" she cried. "Tiger! My special son. You've covered me! Covered me in cum! So good!"

Her body bucked with erotic spasms, and he wondered if she'd orgasmed yet again. But eventually her hand movements became slower and slower, and finally stopped altogether.

Chapter 2

They lay in silence for a few minutes. The only sound was their heavy breathing. It was as if both of them had just run an exhausting race.

The only thought going through Alan's mind was wondering how long it would take for his dick to recover, so he could give his mother the proper fucking she so richly needed. Looking at her massive boobs heave up and down with every heavy breath, he figured it wouldn't be long before he was hard again and he would be inside her.

Although she'd had some intense orgasms of her own, she wasn't feeling much of a post-orgasmic letdown. Everything was still too exciting to believe. She thought, Okay. Wow! I've gotta just chill out and stay calm. But how can I?! That's like living my entire life and only now discovering what color is. Or FOOD! This is practically as big as discovering how good it is to eat food! But perhaps that's not far off, because this kind of feels like the first REAL sex I've ever enjoyed. I know I've done things with Ron, letting him fuck me from time to time. But all of that pales in comparison to THIS! So it's like I've just discovered what sex is about, and it's as big as food. WOW!

The problem is, I'm going to want to do this all the time now. But I can't! I'm still his mother. I'm still a married woman. The Bible doesn't exactly approve of this. Besides, I have to be careful of the slippery slope. We very nearly went way too far! My task has to be helping with his visual stimulation and letting Suzanne stroke and suck him all the time. Every day. Darn. What a lucky girl she is!

She sat up and looked at him. She spoke calmly, if a bit raggedly. "Tiger, I enjoyed that" - that was a gross understatement, they both knew - "but it wasn't exactly what I had expected would happen here. To say the least! Remember. You have to remember, we have to have limits. Just like you have with Suzanne. If I didn't know better, I was afraid for a moment there that you were going to cross a line. We can't have that, can we?"

When he didn't answer, she answered for him. "No! We can't!"

She held his hand and tried to convey the seriousness of her words with a stern expression. Somehow her panties were still on, even though they were completely soaked. Both of them were drenched in sweat. "Do you understand me? Do you have the willpower to maintain limits?"

He suddenly felt very ashamed. His passion was rapidly abating in the wake of the change of mood, and he grappled with hiding his true feelings. He lied blatantly, "Yes, Mom. I would never think of such a thing."

Neither would even state what that thing was, but both knew they were talking about fucking. Mother fucking.

She was still worried. "You weren't planning to..." She couldn't say the words.

"No, Mom, of course not. Really. I don't know what I was doing; I just wanted more. But not that. Never!"

His lies apparently eased her concerns. And it was true that he was suppressing those particular incestuous desires, for the time being. He didn't want to take her forcefully or without her permission, and he was horrified that he'd just come so close to attempting to do that.

"Good." She was happy to hear his response. "If you realize and respect the boundaries, then there's no reason why we can't do this kind of thing more often." A LOT more often! Why should Suzanne have all the fun?! "But you have to remain detached, and remember that this is just a medical procedure."

He nearly laughed out loud at that, until he realized that she was dead serious.

She did mean it, sort of. She still needed some kind of fig-leaf excuse to justify doing something like they had just done, so she clung to the medical-procedure excuse like a life preserver in a raging sea. "Tiger, as long as you have to ejaculate, there's no reason why we can't have some fun in the process, right? I know you and Suzanne have a lot of fun. God, how I know that; she tells me every last detail. But I don't want you to even think about crossing the line. Do I make myself clear? For instance, you shouldn't have tried to grope at my breasts. Suzanne should have taught you that that is off limits. Didn't she teach you that?"

"Yes, she did," he replied, though he recalled that that particular boundary and quite a few others were already sometimes being violated when he was with Suzanne.

But he thought, I still don't understand why I can't touch or kiss, even as I'm getting my cock sucked! Talk about strange rules. But then he remembered, Well, I suppose the whole point is for me to ejaculate. Cocksucking helps that a lot more than kissing or tit-fondling would, so it makes sense in a weird kind of way. Plus it feels really, really, really good! He chuckled silently.

"Good," Susan said, fondly rubbing the top of his hand with her own. "That's a good dear." She was surprisingly firm about not wanting him to touch her breasts simply because she was so very sensitive there. She worried she'd lose all control if she let him fondle her tits extensively, and she'd wind up getting thoroughly fucked before she knew what was happening. Despite her rapidly evolving beliefs about sex, she still considered that a grave sin, on top of which, it would be ****.

She said, "Now let's get things cleaned up here. I'm sorry I got carried away and got you too excited. I will - we will - do better next time. And look: it seems your mommy has made a mess on the carpet. A very big mess!"

Suzanne had been calling her "Mommy" sometimes during their more excited conversations, so she had started using that term in her own thoughts. It had been years since she'd referred to herself like that to Alan, but some part of her was still feeling very naughty and she'd discovered that saying it turned her on.

The two of them started cleaning the mixed fluids that had dripped and splattered everywhere. (In fact, the fluids were almost all from Susan's leaky pussy.) Their raging urges gradually came under control, even though Alan still only wore a T-shirt and Susan just her soaked panties.

Even then, Susan was still riding an erotic high, although it wasn't the off-the-charts all-out lust she'd felt when she'd been bobbing on and licking him. She deliberately delayed putting on any more clothes, reveling in the freedom of staying nearly naked (due to her soaked panties) in front of her studly son. She felt a never-ending "pinch me; I'm dreaming" joy. She had yet to be wracked by serious guilt or regret.

Susan grabbed herself at the crotch when Alan wasn't looking and swished her panties around. Her sticky juices made lewd squishing sounds, but she found the sound delightful. She'd never been so wet in her life. She touched her clit and nearly screamed because it felt so great. Wow! This definitely blows sex with Ron out of the water. I feel kind of bad enjoying this so much, but Suzanne says that sometimes it can't be helped. I've never been so impressed by my brilliant best friend. If she says it's okay, it must be.

Alan dampened the towels in Susan's adjacent bathroom and rubbed the carpet with them while Susan changed the bedspread, since a lot of his earlier loads of cum had gotten onto it. They even found bits of cum that had been splattered many feet away.

He didn't get that much cleaning done, since he was transfixed watching every move his nearly-nude mother made. Although his penis was flaccid for the moment, it was as if he was enjoying a continuing mental orgasm. He simply couldn't get over everything that had happened since he'd come home from school.

After a while, she asked him in a much more subdued and contemplative (but still horny) mood, "Tiger, do you think that what we did was okay? Are you sure that this is ... okay?"

"Yeah, Mom. We just have to maintain those boundaries. After a while we'll become more used to this, and with routine it will be easier to maintain those limits." He fervently hoped that he was wrong, since he was already keen on crossing those boundaries, but he figured that was the best thing to say.

"You're probably right, Tiger." She sighed, now very serious. "I wonder if I'm being a good mom, letting you put your ... member ... in my mouth ... and other things. The way you looked at me just before I sucked you ... Tiger, you looked like a real tiger! You scared me! Promise me that you won't ever do that again. I don't know how strong my willpower will be. I'm not as strong as Suzanne. Promise me that you'll be strong for me, and that you will never, ever cross the lines I've set. Do you promise that, with all your heart?"

He thought about it seriously before replying. "Yes. Of course I promise. I would never want to hurt you." He took that kind of promise very seriously. He'd never broken such promises to his mother. But on the other hand, after all that had happened, he wanted nothing more in the world than to fuck her. He wanted it even more than his great desire to fuck Suzanne.

So he mentally searched for a loophole. "But like yesterday, you had me put suntan lotion on you, even though I'm not supposed to touch you. What if something like that happens?"

"Of course, Tiger, in a situation like that, that's different. If I say it's okay, then it's okay. But don't do anything otherwise, okay? Not even in your thoughts, if you can help it."

"Okay." He'd found his loophole, and it was a big one. She's not saying that I can't go further or even fuck her, but that she has to give permission first. That's only fair. I'm not a bad person; I'm not a ****. I swear to myself I'll never violate that rule and do something against her will.

They finished cleaning up. The whole time they had been cleaning, Susan had still worn nothing but her panties and Alan just his T-shirt.

The more Alan recovered from his last orgasm, the more he grew distracted by her luscious body, especially her continually jiggling boobs.

She seemed to take her sweet time cleaning up, purposely shaking her rack as she rubbed the carpet with a damp towel. Now that she'd gotten started, all she wanted to do was make her son hard and then suck, lick, and stroke him until he was empty, over and over again.

She enjoyed the constant sight of his penis, and the fact that he wasn't wearing shorts. But she was extremely frustrated that he was still flaccid. She was tempted to up her sexy teasing to get him stiff once again.

As they finished up, she pulled her panties down a bit and said, "Look, they're still wet!"

He drew close, ostensibly to check out the wetness of her panties, although many other aspects of her naked body caught his interest. Once he stopped looking at her exposed bush and pussy lips, he noticed that, sure enough, there was a large puddle of cum collected in her absolutely soaked panties, and more of the fabric was thoroughly wet.

He inhaled deeply, savoring the aroma of her musky snatch; it was a smell he was growing to love. He saw from mere inches away that her slit was still leaking copiously. He watched a rivulet of her pussy juices drip down her thigh.

She bemoaned her soiled panties as she pulled them the rest of the way off. "Oh dear. So sorry for making this mess, Son. It was very improper of me. I guess I'll have to go put these in the wash."

She tossed them away and stood there in her naked glory. She didn't even attempt to cover her pussy with her hand. Yes! Mmmm! This feels GOOD! Taking my panties off might not seem to make a big difference, but it does. This is totally naughty and yet total ecstasy. Freedom! This is how I should be all the time: completely naked for my son! I don't know why, but it just feels so good and so right, like I BELONG like this forever! The only thing better would be to be naked AND have his great fat stiffy in my mouth. Oh dear. Susan, get a hold of yourself!

She looked at his crotch yet again, and licked her lips with delight. He was trying to hide the fact that his penis had re-erected. Since he still wore only a T-shirt, he had to keep a hand on his lower abdomen to keep his newly raging hard-on hidden under his shirt, pushed up towards his stomach. However, there was no way for him to conceal it, not under those conditions.

She added huskily and knowingly as she pointed at his crotch, "That is, unless you need some more help down there."

He realized with a start that her cleaning in the nude and the display of her panties had been a calculated ploy to get him hard and ready again. But he was tired, so tired that he was afraid of a complete collapse. "Thanks, Mom. I'd love that, but I gotta take a nap first. We should do that first thing when I wake up."

She hugged him and tenderly kissed the top of his head. As she'd recently grown so fond of doing, she delighted in rubbing her hard nipples in circles around his chest.

He again felt the desire to throw caution to the wind and kiss and grope her wildly. But due to his tiredness he could only take so much excitement.

She said as their bodies stayed pressed together, "Thank you for your willpower, my big strong son. Mommy loves her Tiger so very much." She kissed the top of his head once again, and held him some more, but this time her hug was just tender, rather than an overwhelmingly erotic ****.

He smiled widely. "You know I love you too."

Her face practically glowed with delight upon hearing that. "I do. And what's so great is that we have a new way of expressing our love for each other." She reached down to his crotch and took his boner in her hand. "Just look at you, Son. Look at this! You're a real man now. There's no doubt about it! Such a BIG man!"

He groaned lustily, because she'd started jacking him off again. He thought, Oh, man! What a dilemma. That feels so dang good. But my body is crashing. If I don't leave to take a nap, I'm gonna fall asleep on my feet. But my dick IS erect, and I can tell she totally wants to suck me again. How can I turn that down?! But I have ****.

He said, "Mom, sometimes after a guy has an orgasm, his body pretty much shuts down for a while. Even though my dick is stiff, as you can see and feel, I've just gotta take a nap right now or I'm gonna collapse. You understand, don't you?"

She pouted, "Oh, poo!" She was still sliding her fingers up and down his thickness.

"We can pick up right where we left off when I wake in a little while, okay?"

She let out a heavy sigh and nodded reluctantly.

He hurried back to his room, where he immediately fell into a deep, deep sleep.

Chapter 3

When Alan awoke, he remembered in a flash what had just happened with his mother. His penis was already erect, and he was overcome with **** horniness. He felt the need to share another climax with Susan without any further ado. He began stroking his hard-on beneath the sheets of his bed.

He heard a soft feminine voice say the word "Tiger." He figured that it was his own imagination, a fantasy of his mother calling for him out loud as he fucked her. But then he heard it again, and realized it was actually coming from somewhere in his room. He opened his eyes in shock and fear, let go of his erection like it was a hot poker, and looked around.

There was his mother, sitting on a chair right next to his bed. She was smiling at him patiently. She apparently had taken a shower, because she looked clean and smelled fresh, with a faint peach scent this time. She wore an oversized T-shirt that was literally only the thinnest pretext of wearing any clothes at all. She wasn't wearing anything below her waist except for a pair of panties, and the same pair of red high heels as before.

Alan could clearly see her hard, dark nipples through the white shirt. His fear of hearing a stranger in his room dissolved into lust as he saw how horny she was.

She said jokingly, "Tiger, you did say that you needed help as soon as you woke up. If you remember, we have some unfinished business."

His mind boggled as he struggled to wake completely. He felt shivers race down his spine as he recalled her briefly jacking him off just before he staggered to his room to take his nap. Though his dick was already erect, it quickly grew so stiff that it created a large lump in his bed sheets.

Susan stared at the obvious lump, and then came back to his face. "Tiger," she said in a more somber tone, "were you serious, what you said about maintaining self-control? Were you serious about your promise?"

"Of course, Mom. I wouldn't say it if I didn't mean it."

She crossed an arm under her rack, for no good reason except to make her great globes thrust up and out. "Well, then why were you doing that to yourself? Are you planning to spill your seed upon the ground?"

He said, "I keep hearing that phrase lately. The words are so weirdly formal, like they're from the Bible or something. What do they mean?"

"They ARE from the Bible. Don't you remember from your Sunday school lessons? Or maybe you heard Suzanne talking about it lately?"

He shook his head 'No.'

She found it strange to talk about Scripture when she had such an itchy need in her pussy and nipples. Nevertheless, she explained, "That's the story of Onan, from the Book of Genesis. He spilled his seed upon the ground and God got so mad at him that he struck him dead with a lightning bolt. That's why you should always try to cum on a woman's skin or in my mouth, er, I mean her mouth, to avoid sinning. In a way, what we were doing earlier is blessed by the Lord."

He just nodded, but he thought to himself, That wasn't in any Bible story that they ever taught me! Actually, I do vaguely remember the story of Onan, but I'm pretty sure Mom has her own unique interpretation. Hey, if it works for her and makes her feel okay about playing with my dick, I'm sure not going to disagree with her about it!

She smiled. "Given that, don't you think it would be better if I helped you out instead of having you do it yourself and getting God angry at you?" She pulled his sheets back, letting his erection spring straight up in the air.

He smiled at that. "Mom, I would really love it if you did that for me."

She pulled the T-shirt off over her head, which set her huge knockers jiggling, then knelt at the edge of his bed.

His mind boggled. Oh MAN! She's naked! Totally naked. Well, not counting her panties. And those are kind of see-through anyway; I caught a glimpse of her bush and pussy right through them! Unfortunately, once she rested against the edge of the bed, he could only see her from the waist up. Still, that much was a very inspiring sight.

"Scoot over closer to me," she commanded. "I think I need more practice with my blowjobs. Practice is important. We may just have to practice this every day from now on."

He was shocked that she'd go straight to that. But she'd been waiting impatiently while he took his nap, and her desire to suck him some more had reached such levels that she couldn't delay it any longer. He replied, "Um, I'd absolutely love that, but you can't possibly want to touch me. You just showered but I'm all gross and sweaty."

"Nonsense. That just makes you smell more manly. Today, this afternoon in fact, I finally realized just what a manly MAN you are, and I love it!"

He could hardly argue with such eagerness, especially when she knelt there with her chest thrust out, proudly showing off her amazing rack. He scooted over to the edge of his bed.

She took his boner in her hand and caressed it gently. My Lord, I am going to suck this cock with such passion and love! I can hardly wait!

She gave it a tender kiss, right on his sweet spot. Then she placed it against her cheek and caressed it some more, purring with delight. "I'm so lucky to have a wonderful son with such a lovely penis. Suzanne is so right. It's an endless joy to make a REAL penis throb with pleasure!"

He asked, "The way you're saying that, are you implying that Ron doesn't have a real penis?"

She grimaced. "Oh, please. Don't mention him and ruin my mood. Let's just say that you're a real man, and real men know how to use a penis to pleasure a woman. Actually, I should call it what it is: a cock. I love how nasty that sounds. Such a BIG cock! And your cum is so yummy! Mmmm! Your SPERM! That sounds so nasty. I think your energy problem is the best thing that ever happened in the Plummer household, don't you?"

As she spoke, she kept running his erection around her face as if she were using it to apply facial cream everywhere. And that was fitting, since he was starting to leak pre-cum, which was getting smeared into her skin. When his hot pole got near her mouth, she sometimes stuck her tongue out and playfully licked it as it slid past.

"Mmmm-hmmm," he replied languidly. Strangely, he felt relaxed and yet wildly excited at the same time. "And I'm lucky to have the hottest, sexiest, bustiest, most beautiful mother in all of California. In the entire world, probably! And I'm really lucky we've found a way to do this without fu- ... Uh, without going too far."

She pulled his cockhead to her mouth and started licking it non-stop, with a focus on his sweet spot. "That you are. MMMM!" She shivered all over with pleasure as she luxuriated in her cock-licking. "But what about Suzanne, Son? Don't you think she's hot too? I think she is."

He was flying high with arousal, making it a struggle to think straight. Whoa! What does that mean? Why the heck is she hyping up Aunt Suzy while licking my boner?! How bizarre is that?

Meanwhile, standing outside the door, Suzanne's ears pricked up at the mention of her name. She had just arrived a minute or two earlier to spy on them, because curiosity had finally gotten the better of her. She knew that Susan had an "abnormality check" to do, and when she'd talked to her earlier she knew that Susan had gotten extremely hot and bothered. So Suzanne had been fairly certain that the "check" had been eventful. But she'd tried calling Susan several times to learn how it had gone and no one had answered the phone. (Susan had been busy with Alan, then she'd taken a long shower during his nap, which resulted in lots of powerful "tingles" for her.) Suzanne's frustration at not knowing finally drove her to go next door to find out what had happened.

Susan went on as she licked and slurped, "And isn't she just as helpful? I get hot just thinking about her sucking your tasty cock, and I've been thinking of that a LOT lately, since she talks about it so much. I imagine her pale body all naked and on her knees between your legs, those big tits of hers dangling down and swaying as she sucks you off. Do you like to have a busty, naked, older woman on her knees, licking and sucking your cock?"

He chuckled. He realized she was playfully teasing him, because at this very moment she was doing that which she was describing. "You know it!"

Susan thought with glee, That's me right now! This is so debauched and even wicked, but I just can't help myself! It's only my hands and mouth on his cock, but I feel tingly all the way down to my toes. I've never felt so completely ALIVE!

Suzanne chuckled quietly to herself. You go, girl! This is an unexpected bonus, having Susan hype me like that. But what is she DOING?! With her ear held directly to the door, she could just barely make out the words that were spoken, but she couldn't hear anything aside from that. She decided to ever so slowly open the door just a crack.

"Mmmm!" Susan started licking down to the base of his shaft, fully exploring his entire erection with her tongue for the first time. "Tell me, have you hosed down her face and chest with your cum yet?" She was talking about Suzanne, but she was mostly thinking about herself. She was hopeful that if he'd thoroughly drenched Suzanne in cum, her turn would be coming soon.

He thought, FUCK ME! Painting Mom in my cum?! Is that really going to happen?! It's like I've died and gone to porno heaven! He tried hard to keep calm as he responded, "Well, 'hosed down' might be overstating it, but yeah, I've done that."

Suzanne had the door open a tiny fraction of an inch, but it was enough for her to hear much better. Suddenly, all of the slurping sounds became crystal clear. Oh my God! Susan's doing it! She really is licking his cock! YES! She was so thrilled that she nearly swooned. She sensed that this was a pivotal development that would permanently alter all their lives.

Susan answered her son enthusiastically, "Oh God! So hot! I wish I could see her big breasts and mine! all covered in your potent seed! I think you're going to be doing a lot of that to us from now on, aren't you? After all, the Bible clearly states that spilling one's seed on the ground is a sin. That's why your cum should always end up on or in her, or me!" She fondled his balls, since her hands otherwise didn't have much to do while her tongue slowly slathered up and down all eight inches of his hard-on.

Suzanne practically fainted all over again from the confirmation that Susan was not only licking and sucking Alan's erection, but she was doing it with great gusto. Suzanne was a very experienced and even jaded woman, but this was the most exciting thing she'd ever heard. It wasn't just what Susan was doing at that moment, but rather the dazzling set of long-term possibilities that Susan's new attitude made possible.

Hearing Susan talk repeatedly about letting him cum on her and on Suzanne was such a mind-blowing idea that he would have found himself on the brink of orgasm from that alone. What was even better was how she sounded excited rather than repulsed by the idea. When the pleasuring by her hands and tongue was included as well, he felt as if he might have lost his mind to a total erotic fantasy.

Nevertheless, he was fighting hard to maintain control to prolong the joy. In an attempt to keep the conversation going, he asked, "So you find her large breasts arousing?" That wasn't a logical follow-up, but he was thinking of shooting his cum on their massive racks, maybe even while they were pressed closely together against each other.

Susan pictured Suzanne's breasts. She was surprisingly aroused by that image, because she was imagining them covered in her son's creamy sperm. She finally replied, "Not exactly. It just makes me so happy knowing that your cock is getting sucked by someone who loves it and you. I know you're a breast man, so it makes me extra happy to know that someone so well endowed, talented, and all around sexy is helping you. My son is the best and deserves nothing but the very best!"

Susan went back to just licking around his cockhead, enabling her hands to vigorously stroke his shaft at the same time. She was eager to get back to sucking his cock, like she'd been doing before his nap, but first wanted to savor this experience for a while. "Helping you with this. Mmmm. My big son's special cock. I think it needs to be sucked and stroked a lot! You know, for your treatment."

As she said this, she suddenly remembered that there was a medical reason for what she was doing. That reminded her that, according to her moral beliefs she wasn't supposed to be enjoying it so much, except perhaps by accident. Right at that moment there was a heck of a lot of accidental enjoyment going on, but she told herself that couldn't be helped. She sensed she'd be able to cum instantly if she so much as touched her clit, but she was in no rush to do that.

She stopped to slather his entire cockhead with her saliva before continuing with a sensual purr. "It looks like I'm going to be helping you out a lot from now on. With my hands ... and my mouth!"

The hearts of both Alan and Susan skipped a beat as they reveled in the implications of that statement.

Suzanne was so overcome by delight upon hearing that from the hall that she wanted to scream and yell and celebrate. But she **** herself to stay calm so she could continue her eavesdropping.

Susan added, "But I can't always be there for you. Maybe ... sometimes, when she does it ... I could watch, to pick up some tips? Now that you've started me cock-stroking and cocksucking, I want to do it as best I possibly can."

"Yes!" Having his mother heartily approve of Suzanne helping him turned him on even more. "I have the help of the two most all-around amazing mothers in the world!"

"Awww, thanks. By the way, do you like it when I fondle your testicles?" One hand went back to doing just that, while her other hand kept sliding up and down his long shaft.

"Hell, yeah! It feels great! Mom, you're incredible!"

Suzanne was still listening intently. My God, she is incredible! Go, Susan, go! She chuckled quietly to herself. I can't believe my plan is actually coming to fruition. This is so key! Her progress here is a life-changer for us all!

Susan replied, "Tiger, I would love to hear you say more nice things, but instead of us talking I'd rather be sucking your cock again. So help me God, this is the BEST!" She wrapped her mouth around his stiffness and began slurping and sucking her way to his sweet spot.

He arched his body backwards and his mind reeled as a tremendous surge of arousal washed over him like a tsunami. The ecstasy was so intense that he didn't understand how he was managing to hang on without cumming. Actually, the only reason he succeeded was because his desire to feel her sucking him was so great that he kept straining with all his might to hold back just a little longer.

That initial lusty surge passed, but both of them continued flying high with total arousal. He thought, That feels so fucking GREAT! I seriously can't even believe it! She's talking with such a sexy and even dirty mouth! My super prudish mom! No way! And the things she DOES with her mouth?! Whoa! Oh shit, like what she's doing with her tongue right there. Yow!

It took her a couple of minutes to readjust to sucking on his thick erection. But while he'd been napping, she'd spent a long time trying to recall Suzanne's cocksucking tips, and she'd resolved to try harder to apply them at her next opportunity. She knew her best friend was much more talented at this, but she wanted to at least be good enough for her son to want a lot more cocksucking help from her and not just from his aunt. So, with that in mind and for the very first time, she licked his erection while her lips sucked on it at the same time.

It took her about a minute to get the hang of doing both things at the same time. But once she did, she discovered that she loved cocksucking even more than before. What she had started doing was just the right level of difficulty to make it continually challenging and interesting.

Her lips and tongue were focusing on his sweet spot, driving him absolutely insane with pleasure. He didn't think he'd be able to stave off his climax much longer, nor did he really want to. Who is this vixen and what did she do with my conservative mom? Seriously. Today has been out of control, and it keeps getting better!

Suzanne's curiosity was killing her. She'd been planning Susan's change-of-heart for months. It was beyond gratifying to hear evidence that her plan was working, but she wanted to see it as well. However, she was afraid to peek in for fear that Susan would catch her, which itself might trigger a dramatic reversal. However, eventually Suzanne realized that the two of them would be so involved in what they were doing that they probably wouldn't see her, so she decided to open the door just a little more, just enough to peek in.

She did that, but immediately she was so stunned that she unthinkingly opened the door a good deal more. Then she simply gaped in disbelief.

My ... GOD! Seeing is believing! Susan is really doing it! She's got his entire cockhead in her mouth, and then some! Not only that, but she's naked except for one flimsy pair of panties! And she's LOVING IT! That's the really amazing thing! She's so clearly enjoying herself; it's as if she's trying get her tongue and lips on the entire surface of his cock simultaneously!

WOW! I still can't believe my eyes! What happened to the prudish Susan I've known all these years?! It's like she's lost all control!

Suddenly, she realized how wide the door had swung open, so she closed it almost completely, leaving space for just one eye to peek through. She breathed a sigh of relief that her carelessness hadn't interrupted them, because she knew that Susan had to be feeling conflicted and would be easily spooked.

Suzanne felt thrilled down to her toes. The feeling was so overwhelming that she stepped away from the door for a moment to calm herself. She wanted to bounce around like a human pogo stick and punch towards the sky repeatedly. This is it! This is it! This is far better than anything I'd dreamt might happen! I'd hoped she'd get just a little carried away stroking him. But this! It'll move my plans forward by weeks, if not months!

She rushed back to the door to peer within and see what would happen next.