The Things We Do for Love: Part 2

Chapter 4

Susan stopped abruptly just as Alan was hitting an erotic high. Sitting back up, she asked him, "Since you promised to be so good, do you mind if I ... I feel so embarrassed to say this, but I'd like to, to ... put my hands down there. You know, on my most private place."

She knew that was against her own rules, but she was so very turned on that she couldn't help herself. In fact, she'd already been touching herself there occasionally, but she hoped that she'd been surreptitious enough that he hadn't noticed. She thought that if she got his okay, that would make it more permissible somehow.

He was extremely grateful that she was taking a break from her blowjob, since that allowed him to retreat from the brink. He waited some long moments before he responded. Finally, after getting his wild panting under control, he said, "Well Mom, I think it's a given that I'm going to shoot my cum all over your beautiful body."

"Yes. And?" She resumed jacking him off. She would have much preferred more sucking, but she needed her mouth to talk until their discussion had ended, and besides, she needed to give her tongue a break from all the licking and her jaw some relief from all the sucking.

"Well, we got lucky the last time and none of my cum got on your panties, but I think you should take them off just to be safe, don't you? Besides, the house 'no underwear' rule really requires it."

She gave him a naughty grin. "What an excellent idea! There's no telling where your sperm shooter is gonna hit me next." The concern over him getting his cum on her panties was absurd because they were already soaked from her own juices, even though she'd put on a fresh pair while he was sleeping, immediately after her masturbatory shower. Still, she liked having the fig-leaf excuse much more than having no excuse at all. She immediately pulled her panties down and off her legs, then threw them across the room. All the while she kept one hand stroking Alan's erection.

For a moment Suzanne froze in fear, with her heart nearly thumping out of her chest, because when Susan tossed her panties away she had partially turned so that she almost could see the open door. Suzanne decided that she was risking too much by keeping the door open, even if only an inch, so she pulled it almost closed. The razor-thin crack that remained still allowed her to hear almost everything that was happening.

Recovering from her fright, she thought, Phew! That was too close! I'm still reeling in total disbelief! Susan just took off her panties?! Pinch me; I must be dreaming! But I'm cursed too. I get to see her perfect body in the nude, which I've longed to do for years, and then I get to drink in the sight for only a couple of seconds before I have to close the door. Maybe I'll just take one last little peek ... No! I can't. It's too dangerous; I can't risk ruining all my plans! What if she were to see me? In fact, even listening to them like this is dangerous. I really ought to go ... Well, in a little while. This is too great to miss!

Susan looked at Alan's bugged-out eyes staring at her bush and grew a bit concerned, so she covered it with one hand and said, "Son, you're not thinking of you-know-what, just because your busty mommy is totally nude and jacking off your hard cock, are you?"

He answered, "Mom, I promised I'd be good, and you know I keep my promises. But can't I look? You look so sexy down there."

"Nonsense. It's a big hairy mess. You don't want to look there." But even as she told him to look elsewhere, she was grinning madly.

He could tell that she was so horny that she actually wanted to show off her pussy, so he said, "Come on, Mom. Please?"

That wasn't an excuse at all, but even so she wavered. "I don't know. It's embarrassing! The problem is, it's all, well, kind of wet and sticky down there."

"So what? You know what that means to me? That's a sign of your love. It makes me really happy and proud to see you wet down there. It just shows what a caring and loving mom you really are."

"Really?"

"Really!"

In fact, he couldn't really explain how her wetness was a sign of caring and love if she had challenged him, but it sounded good anyway and he had realized that Susan wasn't thinking logically. Hearing that, she took her hand away from her pussy.

"Oh, WOW!" His eyes bugged out in genuine awe.

She asked shyly, "You're not grossed out?"

"No way! It's beautiful!"

Very pleased at his apparently sincere reaction, she spread her legs wider to give him a better view. However, her hand hovered nearby, ready to cover her pussy again at any moment.

Still feeling bashful, she asked, "How does it compare to Suzanne's?"

He noticed that her pussy and bush looked almost exactly the same as Suzanne's. Maybe Suzanne's clit was a little bigger and her lips were a little pinker, but that was about it. Their hair color was almost exactly the same there too, except for Suzanne's reddish tint. Both bushes were thick and full, but nicely trimmed. Dammit, one day I just know I'm gonna get to know that secret place. I just know it.

He finally responded, "Mom, you know Suzanne is like some kind of unbelievably perfect goddess, right?"

She nodded.

"Well, hers looks just like yours. That means yours is unbelievably perfect too."

She smiled and turned away, pleased as she could be. "Awww. You're just saying that."

He suggested as he nodded at her pussy, "Don't be afraid. Touch it. I wanna see you play with it."

"Well, okay." I can't believe I just said that! What kind of shameless hussy am I turning into?!

However, even as she was chiding herself, she brushed her fingers up and down her soaked slit. Curiously, she kept on complaining, "But really, I feel a little guilty. Suzanne says that it's no sin for women to masturbate, but deep down it feels wrong. I'm so used to thinking it was a sin, you know? In the Book of John, it was said that-"

Before she could get started quoting scripture, he interrupted, "Mom, you're not really masturbating; don't think of it that way. You're providing visual stimulation. This is all part of helping me. Things like watching you play with your pussy or shake your rack, it all helps keep me hard so I can have my orgasms after prolonged stimulation, and do it six times a day, just like the doctor ordered."

The idea that he needed help to stay erect while his naked centerfold mother was jacking him off was absurd, but again it was the fig-leaf Susan needed for her own peace of mind. "Well, if you think it helps..." She began fingering her labia in earnest.

However, she realized she'd be having double the fun if she was stroking her son's boner at the same time. So she shifted positions and used her other hand to do that too.

Pretending to be clueless, he asked, "What's that little bump, right above your nether lips?"

"Oh, that? That's my very special, very naughty spot. It's called a clitoris. Whenever I touch it ... oh my goodness! It really makes me horny!"

"Then touch it! I want to see you horny."

Susan had never been so horny in her life, but even so, she did as she was told. She started alternating between rubbing her clit and caressing her wet pussy lips. Within seconds, she began writhing around as if she was about to climax. "Goodness gracious, that's GOOD! Mmmm! MMMM! Oh dear, I'm such a naughty mommy!"

She suddenly realized that she would be peaking soon. In an attempt to hold off, she tried not to touch her clit so much, instead focusing more on stroking her son's erection. But she loved doing that as well, so much so that it didn't do anything to cool her ardor.

A minute or two later she did climax, although it was only a medium-large one this time. She had to stop stroking and just grasp his hard-on as her body trembled all over. Since it was not a titanic orgasm, she was able to resist screaming like a stuck pig. Instead she just let out a series of erotic grunts and moans.

She thought, Mmmm! So intense! That must be God's way of rewarding me for helping Tiger with his special needs.

Since she'd never let go of his boner, she resumed stroking it.

He thought, Man, that's cool. I'm pretty sure Mom just had a big orgasm. Neat! I wanna give her lots of those! And now I can!

Chapter 5

As much as Alan was enjoying everything Susan was doing, he was eager for more oral stimulation. He also noticed that the hand that she'd been using to stroke herself was now free. He pointed out, "You know what? I think we're done talking here for a while, don't you? And if your mouth isn't busy..."

"Gosh! Where are my manners?" She giggled and winked at him. "Look at all that appallingly-neglected cock." She bent over and took his cockhead back into her mouth while her hand continued to stroke the base.

He laughed. "Where are my manners" was a very rare joke from Susan, since she just wasn't the joking type. He realized that her comments boded very well for the future. Wow! All of a sudden Mom seems to think that it's a problem if my cock is NOT getting sucked! And she'd never even done it before, up to an hour ago. Talk about a changed attitude. Heh! This is just too much for me to take!

Considering that it was her first day of cocksucking, Susan was surprisingly good at it. Mostly that was because of the tips Suzanne had given her, plus her determination to do the best job she could. She continued her approach of using her tongue, lips, and fingers all at the same time, which wasn't that easy to do.

After a few minutes, he grabbed Susan by her long brown hair and pulled her head away.

"What?" she asked, a bit irritated. Clearly, she resented being interrupted from her happy sucking.

"Whoa! Hold on, please! It's just that everything you do is so arousing that I feel like cumming already and I want this to last. Can we rest a minute?"

"Oh, poo." But reflecting on his compliment, she grinned. "Really? Am I that arousing?"

"Mom, you don't have any idea, do you? Just because you hang out with Aunt Suzy all day, you probably think you're not sexy, 'cos you compare yourself to her. Maybe the old you wasn't that sexy since you went out of your way to bundle up and put on a frumpy attitude to boot. But the new you is right there with Aunt Suzy, completely off the sexy scale."

"Oh, poo! You get me so excited with talk like that, and then you say I can't suck your cock anymore. How 'bout now?"

He laughed. "No."

She waited about ten seconds, and then asked, "How 'bout now?"

He laughed harder. "God, Mom, you sound just like I did as a kid when we'd go on a family trip. 'Are we there yet? Are we there yet?'"

"Perhaps," she replied inscrutably. Then after waiting a few heartbeats, she asked even more eagerly, "How 'bout now?"

He laughed still more. But he still needed to stall for time so he wouldn't cum on the spot, so he asked, "So, Mom, I take it you like cocksucking. What do you like about it so much?"

Her face lit up. "Oh my! Where to begin? At first, jacking you off seemed strange and I didn't know what to think about it. I mean, I knew I liked it because it was making you happy, but I didn't know if I loved it. But then when you sprayed your hot seed all over my face, I was sold! It just made me feel ... Well, it's hard to explain. But happy to make you so happy, for one."

As she talked, she was slowly leaning in closer to his erection. But just when he was about to stop her, she halted with her mouth an inch or two from his cockhead.

She continued, "And Suzanne's right: there's some kind of special connection that happens. Seeing your cum all over me, I feel like I belong to you. It's almost like ... Well, I guess the only way to describe it is that I belong to you. I feel all warm and fuzzy inside, knowing that you're in charge and that you're going to take care of me. I've never felt that way before."

Suzanne was still listening through the slight crack in the door. She thought, Very interesting. Very interesting indeed! It's remarkable enough that she's pretty much begging HIM for permission to suck his cock. That shows how much she truly loves it. But what's even more important is her comment that she loves knowing he's in charge. I've long known that she's generally pretty submissive, and I'm really glad to find out it includes sex. That's really critical for all my plans!

Alan couldn't help but notice that Susan was talking right into his hard-on, which meant that she was continually blowing air onto it. He wanted to tell her to stop because it wasn't giving his dick much of a chance to recover, but first he needed to ask, "What about Ron?"

"Ugh! I told you not to remind me of him; that only makes me feel guilty. I so want to be a good wife, a loyal wife, but your cock ... I just can't resist it! You know, like, next time he comes home, if for some bizarre reason he'd actually get the urge to fondle my breasts, I'd be able to suffer through it because I'd think, 'Oh, hubby, you like those breasts, do you? The ones that your son has spilled gallons of his cum all over in the months since you've been gone?'"

"Whoa!" he said in amazement. Needless to say, that kind of talk wasn't helping his hard pole recover, especially since she kept blowing air directly onto it. At first he thought her doing so was inadvertent, but now he could tell from her playful grin that it was intentional.

She explained, "It's like you're marking me as yours. I can't explain it any better than that. I suppose Ron can still touch me, since I'm his wife and owe him that, but I belong to you now."

"Wow, Mom. That's pretty intense."

The still-eavesdropping Suzanne thought so also. Yeah, that IS pretty intense! Excellent! Sweetie and I will lead this new family I'm creating, and Susan will be our submissive sex kitten, just as I've always dreamt and planned! And Angel may be our sex kitten too, if my suspicions about her being somewhat submissive are correct as well. I'm so happy right now that I could fly to the moon!

Susan replied to her son, "I know it is, but I'm feeling pretty intense right now. And that's not even counting how much I love eating up your spermy cum. My goodness! I'm addicted already! All I can think about as we're talking here is how good it'll feel to have another hot load of your cum shoot down my throat."

"Jesus! Well, if you put it that way, let's get to it! I'm certainly not getting much of an arousal pause with you talking like that, especially WHERE you're doing the talking."

She smiled bashfully as she repositioned to take his erection between her lips. "Sorry 'bout that."

Her pussy was still feeling overly sensitive after her recent orgasm, so she devoted all her energy to sucking his cock for a while. Her skill was improving by the minute. She felt that since she seemed to have mastered the basics, she could try out some of the more advanced techniques that Suzanne had mentioned, like vibrating her mouth around his cock or sucking with a simultaneous twisting motion.

She also was feeling much more relaxed and at peace about the whole thing, which helped her confidence and stamina (and his too).

For a long while, her tongue focused on his frenulum, the sweet spot just below his cockhead that Suzanne had told her so much about. She really went at it, constantly varying her technique.

Eventually, he had to shout out, "No, Mom! Stop! Too good!"

She paused, chuckling. "So you like that, baby?"

"Oh Mom! Please don't do anymore, or I'm gonna cum too soon!"

But she was feeling delightfully naughty, so she went right back to that spot, except that this time she was slower and more gentle.

His legs were writhing around on the bed and his heart was pounding hard as he struggled to "endure" this great pleasure. "Mom! Oh Mom! You're such a great cocksucker! Such a natural! Oh no! I'm gonna blow!"

Feeling his cock twitch and realizing that he really was about to ejaculate, she backed off from that spot for a while. As much as she would have loved another load on her face, she didn't want their fun to come to an end so soon.

She was giddy with the compliments and the feeling of power that she got from micro-controlling his level of ecstasy. So he says I'm a "natural," eh? The thing is, this DOES come naturally to me. Mommy loves to suck Tiger's cock! Hee-hee-hee!

They continued like that for a few more excruciatingly joyous minutes. But because Alan hadn't gotten much of a recovery pause, he started cumming before he really wanted to. Nonetheless, it was a great experience for both of them.

He again came in her mouth, even as her lips continued to slip and slide all over his cockhead.

As she felt the hot ropes of his cum splash on her tonsils, she thought, YES! This is what I'm talking about! It's so wrong, but that's part of what makes it feel so right! Mmmm! So good! I'm such a naughty mommy! I'm sure I'm gonna feel dreadfully guilty about this later, but save that for tomorrow. I love it for now!

He really let himself go this time, groaning so much that it was more like screaming. He was in heaven.

She loved hearing his rapturous enjoyment; it literally doubled her pleasure. She was a very giving person, especially when it came to her children: when he felt great, so did she.

After they were done, neither had the strength for another round; they were much too exhausted from all their previous times.

As Susan lay on his bed next to him, still proudly naked, she said, "You see? That's more like it. Instead of getting carried away, we had a nice little cocksucking. You behaved like a perfect gentleman and didn't try to touch me in any inappropriate places. We didn't even make a mess, because I took it all in my mouth."

She sat up and began putting her T-shirt on over her head. "I should be honest with you, in case it isn't totally obvious already: I want to help you more than just once a week. Much more. Abnormality checks are all well and good, but you need a lot more help than that, what with your daily six-times treatment and all. Any time you want that again, come to Suzanne or me with your tasty, cum-filled cock. Especially me." She giggled at that last comment.

He thought, Weird. Another funny from her. Does she turn into a comedian only when she gets aroused?

Susan took a very long time putting on her shirt, giving him another stimulating show. "I'm sure there's enough of you to go around. We're your personal twenty-four-hours-a-day cocksuckers now. Do you like that? Do you like the idea of having your own big-titted cocksuckers at your beck and call, even if one of them is your own mother?"

"Mom, you're going to get me all horny again!" God DAMN! I'm already starting to regret my promise to not just up and give her a good fucking. Look at that cum dribbling down her chin. I think she likes to have it there. Weird.

"Oh no!" she said in mock fear. "Then I'll just have to please you with my mouth again. You're going to make me suck your cock." She spat out the word "cock" in a really nasty and sexy way that he hadn't even imagined she was capable of. "But I think I should go call Nurse Akami and tell her that your weekly penis abnormality check went very well."

"Although..." she ran her fingers through his hair. "I'm not completely sure. We didn't really finish that check, now that I think about it. Maybe we need to do some more checking tonight. I think the only way to be definitely certain it doesn't have an irregular bump on it is to repeatedly test it with my mouth every few hours."

His dick started to grow hard again in reaction to her eagerness.

She began fingering his penis as she watched it grow. Her shirt was still more off than on.

"MooooOOOOoooom! Please don't. Things are really sensitive there right now. Almost painful even."

"Oh, poo," she pouted. She let go of his dick. Then, brightening, she said, "Rest some more. When you're ready again, come and find me, okay? Tomorrow can be Suzanne's day, but today we're all alone so this is just our day. It's a good time for you to take advantage of your mommy and her cock-hungry mouth. She's so eager for it! It's a good thing they'll all be gone for a while longer, don't you think? To think that I thought this would just take a short time - shows what I know."

She got up and pulled her thin pretense of a T-shirt on the rest of the way. It just barely came down low enough to cover the lower part of her pussy.

She turned and wiggled her butt at him as she was about to leave. Her ass was also only half-covered by the nearly-see-through T-shirt. "I really enjoyed what you did to me here yesterday by the pool." She showed him what she meant by sensuously running her hands over her ass cheeks, which caused her shirt to rise up. Then she picked up her soaked panties, swished her sexy ass through his doorway, and left to take another shower.

Holy hell! he thought. Mom not only looks like a sex bomb, now she's ACTING like one too!

Suzanne had been eavesdropping up until the very end. It was only when she heard the rustling sounds of Susan putting her clothes back on that she finally decided to leave. Even then, she lingered until the last possible moment, because she was learning so many important things. She loved Susan's new attitude. However, since she knew Susan so well, she realized that Susan would later feel overwhelmed by guilt and regret and so backslide. Suzanne was determined to do all she could to make Susan's new sexually-liberated attitude permanent, so that it would completely replace her prior prudish one, preferably as quickly as possible.

Suzanne hurried back home. She knew she'd be spending a good while playing with her vibrators while celebrating all she'd just heard and learned and fantasizing about the sexual future that now seemed much closer to realization.

Chapter 6

Susan was in the kitchen, cleaning and doing dishes. She'd been hit by a big wave of guilt and regret. Her plan was to get everything back to normal, at least for a while, and doing routine chores usually helped her calm down. She'd dressed as she used to when doing kitchen duties, even wearing panties and a bra underneath her apron and heavy clothes. She knew that was in flagrant defiance of Suzanne's new house rules, but she wanted to make a firm statement to show that she wouldn't let lust get the best of her.

She vowed to give Alan a stern lecture about boundaries and not getting carried away as soon as he woke up and came downstairs.

But while she waited for him, she began thinking more fondly about all the sexual things that had just happened. I can't believe how I transformed into a shameless cock- er, member-sucking hussy in the span of a single hour! True, it was fun ... Heck, it was more than just fun; it was glorious! But it has to stop. It feels TOO good. Things could easily get out of hand. We need boundaries! I should help him once a week with his abnormality check, and that's it.

But before long, she was daydreaming about sucking her son's erect dick even more, and she mentally made plans to do it again later that very evening. The truth was, now that the dam had broken, she was insatiable. She was still riding an erotic buzz that overrode her self-recriminatory thoughts.

More time passed, and she came to a conclusion. Okay, I lost control there for a while. But as Suzanne tells me a couple dozen times a day: it's not sex; it's a medical treatment. It's saving him from sin too: the terrible, dreadful sin of Onan! God actually struck poor Onan dead with a bolt of lightning. What if I just sit here, selfishly keeping my hands and mouth away from Tiger's delicious dick, and God strikes my sweet boy down in some way? I could never forgive myself!

She thought with renewed determination, I have to push my reservations aside and try to be a good mother.

About half an hour after Susan entered the kitchen, she heard Alan clomping down the stairs. She flew into a near panic since she hadn't expected him so soon. Her mouth began salivating as she imagined sucking on his erection again, and her nipples and pussy started tingling with need. The strength of her lusty reaction to the mere sound of his arrival shocked her.

At the same time, she belatedly realized that her outfit was downright frumpy. It was too late to change, but she quickly reached underneath her long dress and removed her panties. With Alan about to come into the kitchen at any second, she quickly stuffed the panties in the first drawer that she could reach. She turned her back toward where Alan would be entering the room so he wouldn't be able to see her flustered expression.

Alan was apprehensive about how his mother might react now that she'd had some time to think about what they'd done. When he walked into the dining room and saw her in the kitchen, wearing the same kind of prudish outfit she'd always worn, his worry increased greatly. He even started to feel guilty about what they'd done. Oh shit! Mom's gonna hate me now for sure. I'm gonna get a big lecture about the evils of loose living and the fires of Hell. The thing is, I deserve it! I should have stopped. I practically **** her!

He tried to find the right words to apologize, but he was having trouble. "Um, Mom? Uh..."

Susan didn't turn around, but just spoke straight ahead, pretending that she was still the only one in the room. "What was that? I must be imagining things, because I almost thought I heard my son speaking. But that can't be, because I'm the only one here. It's a good thing, too, because if he were to come near me, I don't know how I could resist putting that fat, thick thing of his back in my mouth."

He was extremely confused. It was obvious that she knew he was there, but he couldn't understand her unusually oblique manner. At first he thought she was so mad at him that she was refusing to even acknowledge his existence. But yet, there was an unmistakable eagerness and happiness in her voice.

Plus, there was her comment about her wanting to put his "fat, thick thing" back in her mouth. That was a pretty obvious clue, now that he thought about it for a second or two.

She continued, "Yep, Tiger's gonna need a lot of help getting rid of all that nasty cum, if he's going to make his daily target. I'm sure he's going to need more help tonight, and since I'm the only one home, he's probably going to coat my throat with more of that yummy sperm of his. Who knows, I might just have to swallow a load or two before the night is through!"

Her excitement was so obvious by that point that he wasn't confused anymore. In fact, within seconds of realizing that she wasn't mad at him, his urge to apologize, and almost all of his guilty feelings, all but vanished. He found himself with a new and very urgently pulsing erection in about the same amount of time as it took to flick a light switch. He drew closer to her.

She said with even more obvious arousal, with her back still turned to him, "My only worry is that my Tiger won't realize that his mommy's mouth is ready, ready to feel a warm hard, um, member, slide between her lips. He might get the wrong idea from my rather prudish-looking outfit. I just hope he'll realize that I'm not wearing any panties. Maybe he'll check, while maintaining the proper boundaries." She reached around and raised her long skirt nearly to her ass.

He was confused again, because it seemed like his mother was inviting him to touch her ass, but earlier she'd also explicitly prohibited him from touching her in any sexual way. He crept up to her silently until he stood right behind her. He sensed she didn't want him to talk, so he just stood there hoping she'd clarify what she wanted him to do.

She was feeling nervous, but she relaxed considerably as she realized that he was waiting for more explicit permission before doing anything to her. The one thing she didn't want was for him to lose control, like he almost had earlier, so she appreciated his restraint.

"Is there someone there?" she asked innocently, still without turning her head. "I can almost sense there's someone behind me. Someone who wants to touch me in very private places. But I must be wrong, as I'm here all alone. Someone who needs to touch my ass to see that I'm not wearing any panties."

He got the message, so he slowly raised her dress even higher until he could see all of her pale ass. Her legs were closed together, but nonetheless he could easily confirm that she wasn't wearing any panties. Sensing no objection to the exposure of her butt, he reached out and put one hand on her upper thigh right next to her ass.

He brushed her skin so lightly that at first she wasn't even sure if she was being touched. She just felt the tiny hairs covering her ass tingle, but that was enough to send a rush of arousal down her spine. She let out a happy "Mmmm..." to let him know that she approved. Otherwise, she kept perfectly still, to make it easier for him to continue his feather-light exploration.

He raised his hand so that it was resting on her left ass cheek. She didn't protest. He gave it a good squeeze, and her only response was a contented moan. He thought, Holy cow! I'm fondling my mom's sweet ass! And I thought I was gonna get the big lecture. This has to be the greatest day in the history of the universe!

He brought his other hand up, then began caressing her ass more firmly with both hands. He lovingly ran his hands over her ass cheeks, and then sent a hand exploring down into her ass crack.

Luckily for him, her ass crack had been very thoroughly cleaned when Susan took her shower just before coming downstairs to the kitchen. In fact, about the only things she'd gotten clean during her twenty-minute shower were her ass, pussy, and tits, because she'd spent most of that time masturbating herself into a frenzy.

While she thrilled to his touch, she recalled what she'd done in the shower and thought, I've probably had more orgasms today than in all the rest of my life combined! The scary thing is, that's probably really true. And most of the others were in the past week or two. I never knew what it meant to really live until I fell in lust with my son! God forgive me, but I'm already on the verge of another big one. Oh, what he does to me!

The index finger on Alan's right hand had somehow found its way to Susan's pussy lips. As good as it felt to her, she couldn't ignore such a clear violation of the boundaries she'd set.

She said, "I must be dreaming, because it seems to me I'm feeling the hands of a young man. A young man who knows better than to put his hands anywhere other than my ass, including my special place. He knows the meaning of boundaries, and also knows not to kiss my butt, or stick his finger into any forbidden holes."

At first Alan thought she was encouraging him to do more, but then he realized that she was clarifying the limits to their game. He quickly withdrew his finger, then removed both hands altogether. Breaking his silence, he said, "Sorry, Mom."

She laughed gaily, not upset at all. If anything, she was upset that he'd taken his hands off her butt. Since their shared pretense that he wasn't there had been broken, she twisted her head around to look him in the eye. "Tiger," she said softly, "I said some things earlier that, well, let's just say I got kind of carried away. I believe I said something about, um..."

She turned away again, this time out of embarrassment. "I said something about how Ron can touch me, but I really belong to you. Something to that effect, anyway. And something about being at your beck and call to suck your, uh, erection, twenty-four hours a day."

She paused, collecting her thoughts, and then went on. "I'm sure you realize that people say things when they're aroused that they don't necessarily mean. Obviously, I'm still Ron's wife, not YOUR wife." She felt a strange rush of arousal for imagining that the opposite was true, but she **** herself to avoid it. "It's just that you have certain unusual medical needs that I have to assist with. I mean, the very idea of your own mother marrying you, well, obviously, ... that's absurd."

She was trying to sound stern and motherly, but this talk about being his wife instead of Ron's got her so excited that she practically swooned. She had to struggle to go on. After another long pause to compose herself, she asked, "You understand?"

"Yes, Mom."

"Good. Well, since that's taken care of, I've noticed that a certain ghost around here keeps having trouble fondling my ass due to my long dress that keeps falling over it. And how can I know when my, er, member-sucking abilities are needed, if he can't get my attention to signal his need by fondling my ass? So, since he's been such a good boy who understands the boundaries, I'm going to make it a little easier on him."

She undid her skirt and let it fall to the floor. She untied her apron and let that fall too. That left her completely naked from the waist down. It rankled her that she was still wearing her blouse and bra, since she knew how much he loved her big breasts, but she left them on for the moment so he'd know to focus just on her ass.

He was in awe, both of her sexy attitude and of her firm, athletic legs and butt. There wasn't the slightest hint of flab to be seen. Getting back into their role-play of sorts, he registered his complete approval with a ghost-like "WoooOOOooooo," but at the end he turned it into a wolf whistle, "Woot-hoo!"

She had a good laugh at that. "Why are you... ? I mean, why are the ghosts around here so completely adorable? Well, are you just going to stand there, you house spirits? There's a bare ass here that needs some serious fondling!"

Now it was his turn to laugh as he happily accepted her invitation. Even though he'd been fondling her ass a minute or two earlier, it was twice as good now that he could clearly see all of it while he was feeling it.

He firmly cupped an ass cheek and just held onto it for some moments. God, Mom's just totally letting me have my way with her ass. This rocks! Can the day get any better?

He brought his other hand up and began strongly kneading her other ass cheek.

Susan loved it. She fell forward and mashed her chest down onto the kitchen counter. She was so close to an intense orgasm just from what his hands were doing that she could practically taste it. My husband has cupped and fondled my ass at times, but this is different. Tiger's hands are so confident! He's not just holding it; he's taking possession of it! I swear, any time at all when he touches me, it gets me so darn HOT! Come on, Son: own your mommy's ass. OWN it!

Alan, too, was feeling increasingly overwhelmed and overjoyed. He was trying not to talk, but he couldn't help saying, "You know, as the house ghost, I hear a lot of things around here. I keep hearing your son say how much he loves you." He joked, "He seems like a really nice guy." But then he continued seriously, "He thinks you're really beautiful too. And you're just about the kindest, best mom any kid could ever have."

Susan was so blown away by those words that she was struck speechless. Ron had never been very giving with compliments, and neither had her parents, but Alan's words were obviously heartfelt. She wanted to completely merge souls with him and love him until the end of time, but since she couldn't do that, she absolutely had to do the most intimate thing that she was allowing herself to do with him.

She stood up and spun around. She stared at him fiercely and said in a mock scold, "Tiger, drop those shorts of yours right now. This very instant! Your mommy has some serious cocksucking to do!"

His erection had been painfully constrained by his boxers and street shorts, so he let out a great sigh of relief as he dropped them, leaving him wearing nothing but a white T-shirt.

She dropped to her knees. "Oh my, what do we have here?" she cried with a high voice like a delighted little girl. "It looks and feels like an extremely hard erection. But we know that can't be, since I'm all alone. Since this is the kitchen, it must be a Popsicle. I like Popsicles. They remind me of cocks! I think I'll give this Popsicle a good suck!"

She began slowly, gently sucking his staff.

Alan, again, was in total ecstasy. He could never have imagined that a human being could feel so good. Actually, that wasn't quite true. Suzanne had made him feel as good in recent days, in a purely physical sense. But there was an extra kick because the woman loving his boner was his mother.

Susan thought as she sucked joyfully, What's gotten into me? Here I am, half naked and on my knees in my own kitchen, with my son's big dick tickling my tonsils! That's just so wrong! Mmmm! And he's standing there like some kind of lord while I'm on my knees, like I'm his personal cocksucking ****! Mmmm mmmm. MMMM! So yummy! Good God, that turns me on so much, that he's standing with his thick COCK shoved halfway down my throat and I'm helpless here! It's so wrong, but so right! I wanna do everything for him, everything! Mmmm!

All those things Suzanne has been talking about lately, I wanna do them with him all at once, this very minute!

She had been repeatedly taking his shaft into her mouth as far as she could, but suddenly she pulled away and moved her mouth lower. She began licking his balls, and then started gently tugging and sucking on them.

She could tell that Alan loved her actions from the way he was moaning. She paused to explain, "Suzanne has been talking to me about this, about licking and sucking a man's testicles. I've never done it with your father and I really want to try it out. Is that okay?"

He managed to get out an "Uh huh."

After about another minute of scrotum-licking she added, "Goodness, just listen to me. I'm sucking my son's balls and I haven't even done it with my husband. You must think your mother is some kind of shameless slut!"

Alan's only answer to that was a loud groan of pure arousal.

She resumed her sucking, even fitting all of one of his testicles into her mouth just as Suzanne had counseled. All the while, she had at least one hand continuously flying up and down his slick shaft.

Alan, was again in total ecstasy. It was a near miracle he hadn't cum already due to her full-out ****, but that was only because he'd climaxed so many times in recent hours that his cock had unusual staying power. Nevertheless, there was only so much stimulation he could take, and the way she was fervently attacking his balls and erection with her lips, tongue, and two hands was irresistible. But it was her endless stream of happy, erotic sounding (and vibrating) "Mmmm" sounds that really took him over the edge.

His cries and groans grew louder and louder until he realized that he had lost it and started cumming. He found himself venting a full-throated roar as his ropes of cum nailed the back of his mother's throat yet again.

Susan sucked and sucked and sucked. She strove with every fiber of her being to show how much she loved him by giving him the best climax he'd ever had. She took in nearly all his cum, not stopping her rapid vacuuming even when his legs gave way and he crumpled to the floor in seeming slow-motion. She had a roaring climax of her own in the middle of his, but even that didn't cause her to pause in her sucking. She eagerly gobbled up every little bit of cum that had landed on her face during her climax, when some of it had escaped going straight down her gullet.

Then she licked his flaccid penis completely clean. She didn't know why she did that, but it just seemed right. It was almost as if she had to personally thank his penis for giving her the best day of her life.

Once she'd finished with her impromptu cleaning of his dick, she still didn't want the fun to end. However, Alan was sprawled on the floor and nearly comatose while recovering from his great orgasm, so she gently planted kisses all over his balls and flaccid penis, whispering "I love you," and sometimes "Mommy loves you," between each kiss.