Lucky Man: Part 2

Chapter 4

Suzanne understood. She pulled off again and sat up.

"Thanks!" he said. His heart was pounding like a drum, and he had to wipe the sweat from his forehead. "You're so damn good at that. Man, that mint was the killer! Also, I like how you were using your teeth."

She replied, "Everyone thinks teeth have to be totally avoided, but they can add to the fun if used in the right way."

He quipped, "Which means the very, very careful way."

She chuckled. "Right."

"How'd you do that, anyway? It didn't even feel sharp."

"I licked my front teeth, tilted my head sideways, and then pressed the flat of my teeth against the shaft, running them up and down its length. It created a new texture, and variety is what it's all about."

"Man! And the breath mint too. Has anyone told you that you really rock?"

She just grinned triumphantly.

He watched her sit back on the sofa and stretch her jaw muscles, like she was practicing yawning. Even that kind of turned him on. He looked her over from head to toe and said, "Aunt Suzy, one question. What's up with this naked but for high heels look that's so popular around here lately?"

"Do you not like it?"

"I never said that. I love it!"

She grinned widely. "There's your answer. But it's more than just for you. Your mom and I have talked about it lately, and we're in agreement that the mere act of putting on high heels makes us horny."

He semi-jokingly corrected, "You mean hornier. Both of you are always horny."

"True. But seriously, some kind of Pavlovian reaction is developing. Lately, all I have to do is strap my heels on and I start salivating. Your mom says the same thing happens to her."

"Really? Wow! That's so arousing!"

She suddenly got off the sofa and started walking away. She made her bare ass cheeks undulate slowly. She looked over her shoulder at him and said, "And you have to admit it firms up the legs and ass."

"And HOW! MAN!"

"Hold that thought." She slowly sashayed out of the den, still wearing nothing but her high heels.

However, once she left the room, she turned around and walked right back in. She grinned, muttering, "Hold on, I forgot something." She deliberately accentuated the bouncing of her breasts as she came back, setting them in motion via subtle shoulder movements.

She walked right up to Alan and dangled her breasts over him. Then she leaned down and kissed his forehead. Of course, that caused even more dangling, and much closer to his face. With a smirk, she turned around and walked away again, except this time walking even slower and with yet more sway in her hips.

He thought, Oh, fuck me! She's so sizzling hot that it's INSANE! God, she sure knows how to tease! I'm liable to cum without any touching if she keeps on walking like that!

He assumed she was going down the hall to the bathroom, but she came back far too quickly to have even washed her hands. That left him very confused. (Not that he was thinking much, given the sexy walk she put on for him yet again.)

His confusion was forgotten once she dropped to her knees in front of him and opened her mouth wide.

He got the picture, sat up, and planted his legs on either side of her.

As her lips closed in around his cockhead, she said, "By the way, don't be alarmed if you feel something shocking at first. Just go with it, okay?"

He nodded. "Sure. Aunt Suzy knows best."

She teased, "Those are words to live by."

He closed his eyes and anxiously waited while her lips opened wider and wider around his cockhead as they slid down it.

Then he felt it. Cold. **** cold. "HOOOOLY SHIT!"

But she didn't pause or even open her eyes. She kept sliding her sucking lips until they were past his sweet spot.

He was relieved that the coldness lessened greatly. It dawned on him what was happening. Ice cube! She didn't go to the bathroom; she went to the fridge in the kitchen! Fuck, man! An ice cube on my dick? Is that supposed to feel good? It sounds like a nightmare! But "Aunt Suzy knows best." I'm willing to give this a try. Besides, she knew what she was doing with the teeth thing, and I wouldn't have believed that would work. Gotta have faith!

He realized that she'd let the ice cube slide to the side of her tongue while he recovered from the initial shock. But before long he felt the coldness directly against the side of his shaft. That made him shiver all over, almost like the feeling after an ice-cream-induced brain freeze in the mouth.

Then the cube disappeared elsewhere in her mouth for a while. But even though he couldn't feel the cube directly, her lips and tongue and breath were unusually cold, which gave him wonderful shivers of pleasure.

She continued to experiment, bringing the cube to his skin or just alternating between cold and warm sensations from different parts of her mouth. He feared the ice would cause his dick to go flaccid, like dipping it into cold water, but the opposite actually occurred: his erection seemed to become harder than ever before.

The pleasure was fantastic!

The only problem was that the ice cube melted completely away after only a couple of minutes. That was the end of that experiment, at least for the time being, but his frequent happy moans let her know that he'd love it if she ever wanted to do it again.

However, Suzanne was just getting started. She really wanted to keep working on him all day, if she could.

Time passed. He lost all track of how long they'd been at it. It could have been twenty minutes or it could have been two hours; he couldn't tell. All he knew was that he was drowning in never-ending pleasure. She used a wide variety of techniques on him, as well as frequent change-ups to her rhythms.

Upstairs in the bathroom, Amy and Katherine had plenty of fun shaving and "checking for bumps," even though Alan couldn't be with them.

Downstairs, Suzanne was staking her claim to be top blowjob queen in the Plummer household. She had no doubt that she was the most experienced and talented, but she was feeling the heat from Susan's endless enthusiasm.

He'd forgotten all about her earlier promise to deep throat him. In fact, at that point he could barely remember his name. So it came as a very nice surprise when she finally started deep throating him.

She'd been practicing. She figured that if he had any lingering doubts on who was the very best at cocksucking him, that would remove them. She knew the competition was heating up.

The first time that she'd deep throated him had been just a partial success, and her other attempts since then hadn't been that much of an improvement, but this time she was much better.

She just kept coming forward and forward, until her nose brushed against his pubic hair.

He was amazed all over again that so much of his dick could fit in a mouth. He simply couldn't get used to it; it was a mystery to him, like a sword-swallowing trick. Her saliva covered his erection, allowing her to slide back and forth on it like it was a greased pole.

But what was even better was her tongue. Not surprisingly, she considered her tongue to be her "secret weapon," in both blowjobs and kissing. It wasn't just shockingly long; it was remarkably agile and active, and had excellent reach. When she'd tried deep throating him previously, she'd mostly been focused on fighting her gag reflex. Now that she was more practiced at it, she brought her extraordinary tongue into play.

Before long, Alan was sitting on cloud nine. Suzanne's triple attack of tongue, throat, and lips felt almost as good as when Glory did her quadruple attack, which also used her hands. Glory admittedly had the better technique, but Suzanne scored points through sheer tongue length and dexterity.

A few times, Suzanne was able to snake out her tongue and lick his balls even as her lips were still sliding around his boner.

He was blown away. Glory, whom he considered the queen of deep throaters, not only had never done that; she couldn't, because she didn't have the tongue length to attempt it.

He'd been thinking off and on about revealing to her that Amy had decided to become one of his "official personal cocksuckers." He didn't even know what that meant, but he figured Suzanne wouldn't be happy about it. For a brief moment, he seriously considered blurting it out while she was deep throating him, so she wouldn't have her mouth free to reply. But he decided that would be kind of mean. Besides, he doubted he was capable of speaking a coherent sentence.

He couldn't hold out long against such a skilled tongue and throat massage, so eventually he cried out that it was time.

She quickly backed her lips down his penis so she could savor his cum in her mouth. Then she sucked him hard as he painted the back of her throat.

While they recovered, he said, "That was incredible! I'm totally unworthy!"

"I know," she laughed. "But seriously, you've got your medical treatment that we have to help you with."

"That's the best thing that's ever happened to me. No question! ... I'm curious though. What did you do differently this time? You really nailed that!"

"It's funny you ask that. As you may have noticed, your mom bought some sex books recently. I saw one lying around and started reading it. It said that if you're having trouble with your gag reflex, squeeze your left fist as tight as you can, and the cock will slide right on down. And damned if it didn't work!"

"Are you serious?"

"Surprisingly, it's true. Well, that plus the recent practice on you. I don't know if the fist thing works because of some weird body interconnections, like with acupuncture, or if it's just the distraction and the placebo effect, and frankly I don't need to know, so long as it works."

He wiped the sweat from his brow. "Man alive! You are GOOD! No, so much better than good, or even great. Not just the deep throating. Everything!"

She smirked. Her plan had been a success. Normally she wasn't consciously competitive with Susan, her best friend, but she couldn't help but say to herself, Take THAT, Susan!

While they were both recovering, he again pondered if he should confess that Amy had become one of his personal cocksuckers (even if, technically, she couldn't suck him yet). But he chickened out. He hoped that events would help make that more of a fait accompli if he gave it another couple of days.

Before long, Suzanne started talking to him about her plans for the day. "Sweetie, you and I have never gone to the beach together, just the two of us. I know you like to go to the beach almost every weekend when the weather's okay. What if you went with me instead of your boring friends? I think I can do a few things they can't do, if you know what I mean."

Not for the first time, she was scheming to get him alone outside of the house so they could fuck for hours without worrying about getting caught. When she did it with him 'officially' for the first time - not counting the "Elle" disaster - she wanted it to be a memory to last a lifetime.

"Hmmm, interesting idea," he replied noncommittally. He was all in favor of the idea in theory, but he worried about the personal politics involved. If I disappear for the day with Aunt Suzy, then Sis and Mom won't take it too well. Even Aims might be disappointed. I left her and Sis in the lurch just a short while ago. Would it be better if maybe we all go together? But one can't exactly get a blowjob on a public beach anyways. But then again, Aunt Suzy might think of something. If anyone could find a way to swing it, it would be her...

"Oh, shoot!" Suddenly she sat up and began fumbling around for her clothes. She found the nightie she'd been wearing earlier and quickly slipped it back on.

"What's going on?" he asked.

"It's your Mom. Can't you hear the garage door opening? Let's make ourselves at least semi-presentable. Trust me on this."

He said, "'Aunt Suzy knows best.'"

She impatiently leaned over him and cooed, "Sweetie? Please? If you go with me, I promise you won't regret it. I'll make you feel really, really good. I have a special surprise." She didn't want to just come out and say she'd allow him to go all the way and fuck her, as she wanted that to be the surprise.

"Special surprise? Better than a deep throat?"

"Mmmm. Much better. Trust your Aunt Suzy on this one too." She was eager to get his answer before Susan came in.

He thought, That sounds really good! What could possibly be better than the deep throating she just gave me? Fucking isn't an option, obviously. Hmmm, a threesome, maybe? That would rock! God, life is so good!

He mumbled, "What about the others?" He found it very hard to think. Her semi-transparent nightie did nothing to cover her charms as her body hung just above him.

She ground her pussy down onto one of his knees, which happened to be between her legs. Her mouth inched right up next to his.

He could feel her fragrant breath and smell her lavender-shampooed hair.

Chapter 5

She delighted in slowly torturing him like this. She knew he was putty in her hands. But just as her lips nearly touched his, there was a knock on the door.

Damn!, he thought, Again! What lousy timing. Interrupted seconds before a kiss, just like in the movies. Today has been the morning of interruptions.

"Who is it?" he asked as Suzanne pulled away, even though he knew the answer already.

Susan spoke through the door, "It's your mother. How are you doing?"

"Pretty good."

She asked him, "Any reason you're in the den?"

"Well, Aunt Suzy was just helping me out with ... you know..."

Still **** to talk through the door, Susan complained, "Suzanne, what did I say about getting permission from me first? You're still being punished, you know."

"I am?"

"Well, not severely, but getting permission from me beforehand each and every time still holds. Can I come in?"

Alan disengaged from Suzanne, stood up, and opened the door. "We just finished up," he said to his frowning mother. Although his loose T-shirt hung low enough to cover his crotch, it couldn't conceal his lack of a pronounced bulge.

Susan gave his crotch a good look. She couldn't hide her frown when she realized that he was flaccid.

Suzanne sat up, showing off her sexy lingerie. "Sorry, Susan, but you know how we're hoping he'll reach at least eight today to make up for his low numbers these past few days. So I thought we shouldn't waste any time. One has to strike when opportunity cocks, if you know what I mean."

Susan somehow missed the word play; she wasn't known for her sense of humor. She looked a little disappointed, but said, "No problem. I agree. It has to be paced out through the day and I did ask for your help in general today. But in the future, please check with me first, okay? Especially if I'm home."

"But you weren't home," Suzanne pointed out.

"No, but you knew I was out shopping and I'd told you I'd be back by ten. Couldn't you have waited a few minutes?"

"A few minutes? I've been sucking him off nearly the entire time you were gone!"

Susan's eyes went wide. "Nearly the entire time?! But I was gone a full hour!"

Suzanne smiled like the cat that ate the canary. "I know. I'm guessing I got here about fifteen minutes after you left, so I was sucking him more or less non-stop for about forty-five minutes."

Susan stood there with a blank expression while she thought that over. Neither Alan nor Suzanne knew what her reaction would be, but they both feared she'd be upset and jealous.

However, Susan finally broke into a big smile. "That's so ... HOT! Wow! Really?!" She looked to Alan for confirmation.

He nodded with sheepish glee. "I lost track of time, but it must have been something like that. She did all kinds of things to me, including using an ice cube."

"An ice cube? Goodness gracious! I read about that in one of my books. That's so cool!"

"Literally!" Alan joked. "Man, it was great. Aunt Suzy's like a non-stop sucking machine. And she used a breath mint."

Susan gaped. "A breath mint?!"

His smile widened. "Yep! It felt amaaaazing! And she deep throated me, and did some cool stuff using her teeth, and so much more. It was a non-stop suckathon! She practically made me lose my mind with all her special tricks."

Susan found herself roughly fondling her boobs through her clothes, since she simply couldn't help herself. She stared longingly at his crotch, obviously hoping she could try techniques like that out on him too. She started to say, "Now, since you two are done, I think..." But her voice faded away and her eyes went wide all over again because she realized his dick was starting to get erect once more.

He was getting stiff, thanks to her unexpected approval of Suzanne's oral work, not to mention the way she was blatantly fondling her boobs without even consciously realizing it.

Susan pointed at his crotch and the way his T-shirt was rising. "Would you look at that, Suzanne? Isn't that just the most beautiful thing you've ever seen? Didn't you say you just finished? How insatiable can he get?! My son is just the most virile teenager ever, don't you think? What kind of woman can resist a cock like that, that never gets soft? I mean, Suzanne, if he gets hard that often, and if he stays stiff that long before cumming, then you and I are going to be sucking his penis pretty much all the time!"

Suzanne grinned knowingly. "Pretty much."

"Think of the implications!" Susan looked astounded, but not that upset.

"I know."

Susan licked her lips and stared at his now fully erect boner with undisguised lust. "Tiger, are you ready for some more assistance? Because if you are, I'd very much like to help out."

"Sure, Mom."

He thought, Dang, this thing is really getting a workout this morning. First Sis and Aims, including pretty much from Sis's mouth to Aunt Suzy's, then straight from Aunt Suzy's mouth to Mom's! Fuckin' A. And I've got a really high target to reach today, so the fun has only just begun!

"Will that thing ever stay down?" Susan asked rhetorically as she unbuttoned her blouse. She cast a "Please get lost" glance at Suzanne.

Suzanne got the message. "I'll go see if the mail is here. Maybe that 'Cocksucking Monthly' magazine you've been waiting for so eagerly has finally arrived."

Alan was puzzled. He knew there was a recent profusion of specialty magazines like "Cigar Aficionado," so he seriously imagined a glossy "Cocksucking Monthly" sitting between "Good Housekeeping" and "Better Homes and Gardens" on a supermarket magazine rack. But then he thought, No, that can't be. All this sex is messing with my mind.

Susan looked puzzled too, so Suzanne clarified, "Joke, folks. That was a joke. Ah, well. I'll be off now."

Susan failed to watch Suzanne leave, because her eyes were already completely fixated on her son's crotch. Ah. A joke. There should be a magazine like that, though. Breath mints and ice cubes - the different ways to pleasure Tiger's cock are endless! I don't ever want to marry another man. I just want to love my son and his great big cock in every possible way!

He looked up at his mother's chest and noticed she was wearing a bra. He raised a curious eyebrow.

She looked down in embarrassment and quickly worked to take it off. "Sorry, Son! I did just get home. Ahhhh! That's better." She dramatically tossed her bra on the floor.

"Indeed it is." He cupped her freed globes from underneath, stepped forward, and French kissed her.

She melted happily in his arms, letting him pull her skirt and panties down her legs. She kissed various spots on his face before whispering in his ear, "Son, you have me completely naked again. You're such a NAUGHTY boy! Whatever are you going to do to me?!" She tried to sound alarmed but she couldn't hide her bubbly excitement.

Feeling inspired, he boldly replied, "Whatever I want."

She loved that answer so much that she wrapped an arm around his back and pulled him in for a smoldering kiss. With her other hand, she started vigorously jacking him off. Dear Lord! My son is such a stud! He just takes what he wants! He just admitted it! Mmmm, and he's a good kisser too. And everything is better now that I have his cock in my hand. Mmmm, yes!

However, Alan wanted to head back to his room, so he took her hand and the two of them walked quickly up the stairs. He still wore just a T-shirt, and by this time she was wearing nothing at all, although she'd stopped by the front door to put on a pair of high heels.

Susan was so happy that she practically floated upstairs to the upper floor.

Just seeing his mother like that made Alan delighted beyond words. They would have gone faster, except they had a lot of fun tickling each other and playing grab-ass or, in Alan's case, grab-boob.

When they reached his bedroom, they were in such a hurry that they forgot to completely close the door.

Alan rushed to his bed and sat down on the edge of it.

Susan licked her lips as she moved into her favorite position, kneeling between her son's legs. She started stroking his thickness with her fingers, but she teasingly just kept her mouth open over his boner and breathed heavily on it. She winked. "I think I need to subscribe to that magazine and buy all the back issues. Don't you?" She added more to herself in a wistful voice, "'Cocksucking Monthly.' Suzanne is such a kidder. Wouldn't that be great if such a thing existed? Just think of all the tips I could learn. Hey! Maybe there's stuff like that on the Internet? Let's have a look later!"

"Okay."

"Great!" She swirled her tongue around his piss hole and let out a happy sigh, because making that tongue-to-dick contact brought her so much joy.

"What about those books you bought?"

She frowned. "They're not that good." In fact, she had learned a few tips from them, but the problem was they were mostly about fucking. She wanted to read the chapters on blowjobs, but she kept drifting to the other chapters on fucking, then inevitably masturbated to thoughts about her son fucking her. So she didn't let herself look at those books at all anymore.

She let out another happy sigh as she licked her way down to his sweet spot and lapped intently there. But then, trying to change the subject, she announced brightly, "I feel another titfuck coming on! Or did Suzanne and her snake tongue tire you out with a lot of that too?"

He thought to himself, I have the feeling today is going to be a very good day!

He exclaimed with glee, "I'm totally ready! Surprisingly, she didn't titfuck me at all, so bring it on!"

She sat up on the bed next to him, which was unusual, because once she made oral contact with his dick even a team of wild horses usually couldn't pull her away. But she wanted to get into a new position for a nice long titfucking, and to do a little posing in the process. She pushed her big tits together, showing off the tight tunnel he was about to slide his erection through.

She cooed, "So, Son ... Do you like Mommy's big titties? Are you going to be a naughty boy, a very naughty boy, and fuck them with your big Mommy-taming cock?"

He practically leapt at her in eagerness, clutching at her huge tits from below. "Oh, man! Do I like 'em? I love 'em! Seriously, Mom, you're hotter than ANY Playboy or Penthouse model I've ever seen! And more stacked too! You're so beautiful that I almost can't stand it. Any time I so much as glance at you, my dick gets hard as rock in a heartbeat!"

She both beamed and blushed, because she didn't know how to handle such praise. She bowed her head shyly and muttered, "You're just saying that." But she was overcome with such an intense wave of love and lust for her son that she put the titfuck aside for a moment, dropped her head into his lap from where she sat, and engulfed his entire cockhead and then some.

He groaned as if he'd been stabbed when he felt the tight suction circling his shaft and then those magical lips rapidly sliding up and down. He wound up lying back against the headboard, totally loving life.

Susan was not the only one who heard him, since Katherine was listening from her own room and Alan's door was open.

He thought, Oh, MAN! Feels so friggin' good! I don't care how many blowjobs I get; I swear that each one feels as good as the first one. Especially when Mom does it. She's really as great as Aunt Suzy, even without the benefit of a freakishly long tongue. She's just so into it. You can actually hear her joy in her constant "MMMM!" noises, and I can definitely feel that joy in her tireless tongue and lip work.

About fifteen minutes later, across the hallway, Katherine opened her door wide so she could hear even better. She was going to stop there and just remain in her room, listening, but she wound up peeking into Alan's room for a few minutes without being noticed.

She watched Susan suck cock until she had a nice orgasm of her own. Then she returned to her room, leaving her door still partly open, sat down at her desk, and started writing another entry in her diary.

Dear Diary,

Brother certainly is one busy bee! Earlier, he got totally intimate with Aims and me, with her big boobs bouncing out of her robe. It was so much fun - I got to stroke and suck his big cock with Amy right there watching! She was totally helping out before we were so rudely interrupted. Plus, she revealed that she's agreed to become one of his personal cocksuckers, so that was pretty major!

Then Aunt Suzy did who knows what with him. I only overheard a hint of that, but she clearly was polishing his fat knob for a while. For fucking ever, actually. But what really kills me is that he's fucking Mom's tits right now! And I'm not just guessing at that; when they rushed into his room like their lives depended on it, they didn't close his door all the way. I've just been peeking in. Naughty me!

Frankly, I'd still be watching, except that I kinda got a little excited and before long I had a pretty nice cum right there in the hallway. Now my pussy needs a little break, so I'm writing this. But I can actually hear Mom's non-stop "Mmmm!" moans very clearly even as I write this! She must have climaxed a few times already, at least, judging from the rising and falling of her "Mmmm" sounds. Damn lucky bitch Mom. Grrr!

So it's kind of an odd time for me to be strategizing, but it's also a fitting time. It just goes to show that I need to be smart if I'm gonna get my fair share of bobbing on Brother's fat knob. I keep thinking about Amy ... She and I really do need to team up some more! She's too innocent and, well, Amy-ish, to fully understand, but she doesn't need to understand everything. The point is, I have to keep working her into threesome situations, even though my jealousy gets to me sometimes, so that she and I can present a united front.

Honestly, I'm happy for Amy and her new official personal cocksucker status. Anyone could see that from a mile away. But I wonder if Aims will really "get" the idea of being his fuck toy, or sex pet, or whatever one wants to call it? Like I was starting to say to her, I worry she doesn't have the proper submissive attitude. But I guess it's good that we were interrupted, because that's probably a discussion I should have with her in private. I mean, I know she loves him, but would she thrill to the thought of having him as our master? I seriously doubt it.

Aaaah. Alan, my master. My brother, my master! I love the sound of that! "Master." Aaaah. I love the sound of that word so much. Does that make me weird? Yes, it does. But so fucking what?! "Master, how can your sister-slut serve you? What hole are you going to take me in today? May I recommend my ... cunt?"

Hot damn! So fucking HOT!

Well, in any case, Mom and Aunt Suzy are BIG TIME competition! What if they start sucking him off TOGETHER?! As hot as that would be to watch, Amy and I need to start doing that kind of thing first, before they do, or we'll fall behind. We have to work as an eager teen fuck-toy team to keep his cock constantly hard and happy. Kind of a friendly Girl Power vs. MILF Power rivalry. That'll keep me right in the middle of the action. As long as Amy understands her role and doesn't try to claim him as her boyfriend or anything, that should work out just fine.

Oops! Diary, I gotta go! I can hear Brother starting to grunt like a stuck pig. Again! Geez, Mom has been either titfucking or cocksucking him for a half hour, at least. He's obviously taken too many damn "strategic breaks," but I'm pretty sure he's FINALLY gonna blow for real this time. I've gotta see his cum fountain for myself!

Chapter 6

Katherine quickly put her diary in its usual hiding place before moving quietly out into the hallway. Alan's door was still open a crack as she had expected, since no one had gotten up to close it, which allowed her to peek in again.

Alan somehow still wore his T-shirt, but the only thing Susan had on were her glasses - she'd even kicked off her high heels, since she was on the bed. Katherine couldn't actually see much of the action, because Alan was sitting up with his back against the wall behind the bed and one leg dangling off the edge, while Susan was lying face down on the bed between his legs, with her head bobbing on his fat stick.

Katherine wasn't in a position to see Susan's face, and vice versa, but Alan happened to look up when he heard the door creak open a little more. He grinned widely when he saw Katherine trying to peek in. After thinking about it, he motioned for her to come into the room.

Then he barked, "MOM! STOP IT! NOW!"

Susan abruptly pulled her head off his dick. But she moved her arms to clutch at his boner with both hands while whining, "Awww, Son. Please! I was soooo close! You were just about to shoot. I could actually feel the trembling desire in your cock! I was at it soooo long and I neeeed your cum. Pleeeeaassse! Don't you think I deserve a nice sperm bath all over my face, after all that hard work? Don't be a meanie!"

She was right; he had been right on the verge of giving her his load. When she'd heard that Suzanne had blown him for forty-five minutes, she wanted to beat or at least equal that. But eventually her desire for his cum had grown too strong, so she'd started sucking faster and with greater intensity. Alan didn't have the willpower to keep holding out against the increased stimulation, particularly after all that Suzanne had done to him only a short time earlier.

As a result, they'd been moving rapidly toward his climax, and Susan had known it. He would have kept going and blown his load down her throat in less than a minute, but when he saw Katherine peek in, he decided to hold out a little longer and see where that might lead.

He didn't say anything at all for a minute or two, because he needed to recover his breath. But finally he said, "Mom, I really, really appreciate all your hard efforts. But remember what the nurse said: it's not just the number of cums per day, it's also the intensity and the duration."

"Oh, poo!" she pouted. She was still subtly stroking his shaft, hoping he wouldn't notice. She really wanted his creamy load. "Son, I know all that, and I was trying my best for what seems like a really long time, but you don't understand. Once I've got your cock in my mouth, the need to feel your hot seed sperming all over me and pouring down my throat is so powerful that it's almost more than I can bear! And so I try harder and harder to get you to cum. I tried every last trick Suzanne taught me, and it still wasn't enough. I was even titfucking you for a long time while I was sucking you. Didn't you notice that?"

He chuckled. "Um, hell yeah! How could I not? It felt so good that I thought I was gonna pass out!"

"Then why haven't you cum yet?" Susan whined. "Why all these torturous strategic breaks?! Don't you know your big-titted mommy needs your sperm? I don't just want it; I need it. I need a fresh load on my face!"

Susan was staring up at his face, even as she clutched (and subtly stroked) his erection with both hands as if holding onto a baseball bat for dear life. He sensed that Katherine had walked further into the room, but he was afraid to look over at his sister for fear that Susan would wonder what he was looking at and turn her head to look there too.

So he said, "Here, Mom. Lick it, but just a little, okay? Remember what the nurse said about prolonged stimulation, which means please don't make me cum just yet."

That made Susan very happy. She lovingly lapped at his sweet spot, while her two hands got busy stroking the lower half and also fondling his balls. He's gonna make me work for it more than usual this time. So frustrating, but it just makes me love it even more!

However, she was still looking at him with adoration and love in her eyes. He wanted her eyes closed so she wouldn't be able to see where he was looking. To accomplish that, he tried to embarrass her some more. "Hey Mom."

"Mmmm?" She was so keen on licking that she didn't want to talk much.

"Are you my cocksucker now? One of my personal cocksuckers, that is?"

"Mmmm. Mmmm hmmm!" She thought, That's so true! I'm glad he's accepting that fact. I love the sound of that: "one of his personal cocksuckers." Not the only one. No! That's not shameful enough. I have to share that duty with so many more. I don't even know how many; that's what a total stud my son is!

She inhaled deeply of his cummy smell. God help me, but I love this cock! Thinking about all her competition, she licked her way down to his balls and back, in an attempt to show that she was the best.

"Are you my big-titted Mommy cocksucker?"

Her voice sounded sexy and orgasmic, because she was close to the brink herself. Just hearing him call her that nearly pushed her over. "Oh, yes! Yes, I am!"

"Do you think about sucking and stroking my cock a lot?"

"Mmmm-hmmm. So much!" She resumed slobbering over his sweet spot, since that got the best results. I love it when he calls me "Mommy!" He hardly ever does that anymore. I need to reward him for saying that by pleasuring him even more. But I'm already doing all I can. And then, hearing him call me "big-titted Mommy cocksucker?" Oooh! Goosebumps and tingles all over!

He asked, "Do you think about it even in church? When you're sitting there in church, all dressed in your fancy clothes, does your pussy get hot and wet as you think about bobbing on my knob? As the preacher talks about sin, is your mouth salivating while you dream about a powerful fountain of creamy cum splashing all over your face and chest? Do you feel great shame thinking about the fact that it's your son's cock that you desire so much?"

She closed her eyes and blushed even as she kept on licking on and around his sweet spot. "Tiger, you're embarrassing me! How did you know all that?!"

But even though she was mortified by his mention of church, those same words drove her wild. Although he'd told her to take it easy, she couldn't help but engulf his entire cockhead and resume bobbing rapidly over his sweet spot. God, it's so true! Lord, help me! I can't stop! I can't stop! I love this too much! The worst part is, the shame somehow makes me love it even more! Oh, Tiger! It's so big and fat and filling my entire mouth! MMMM!

He grasped at the sheets and clenched his teeth. Oh my God! She thinks about it even in church?! Seriously?! Damn, I shouldn't have asked that. Gonna cum ... any second!

That level of stimulation would have made most teens blow their load in at most a minute or two, especially since Alan was already close to the edge thanks to what she'd been doing to him so wonderfully for the previous half hour. But he was filled with renewed determination to hold out, particularly since he knew Katherine was in the room, so he rhythmically squeezed his PC muscle as hard as he could.

Knowing that his mother would be fully preoccupied, and expecting her eyes to stay shut for a while, he finally managed to look back at his sister.

To his surprise, Katherine was standing only a few feet behind their mother, at an angle that gave her a good view of Susan's mouth and hand work. But that went both ways, because it meant Susan wouldn't have to turn her head much to see Katherine.

Katherine had been listening to every word, and her mother's admissions about fantasizing in church about sucking off Alan had made her hotter than ever. Even with Alan staring at her, she didn't try to hide the fact that she was fingering her pussy.

Alan smiled at her, but he also felt frustrated, because he wanted to talk to her and he didn't see any way to do that. He tried to signal with his face that she needed to back up, but she obviously didn't understand. He considered making some hand gestures, but there was a risk that their mother would somehow sense that even with her eyes closed.

Before he could make up his mind on the hand gestures, Susan suddenly stopped her licking and turned her head around to face Katherine. Somehow she'd sensed that someone was there, perhaps because of Katherine's increasingly heavy breathing. "A-ha! Angel! What are you doing here?! Or should I call you 'Devil?' How dare you?! This is a very private, personal moment!"

She abruptly turned back to Alan, even before Katherine could react. "And you! You obviously saw your sister there and you didn't say a thing to me. I should be mad at you. I have half a mind not to finish your blowjob!" She frowned while looking down at her hands, which were holding his stiff boner. She looked as if she really was on the verge of letting go of it. However, she didn't.

He was suddenly regretting that he'd invited Katherine into the room. There really hadn't been any point to it; it just seemed like a naughty, somewhat fun thing to do. For once, his "go with the flow" instinct had led him astray, because his mother looked seriously upset.

However, he still had a silver tongue, so he spoke calmly. "Mom, sorry about that. The thing is, Sis really envies your cocksucking skills, and she wants to learn from you, but you never share your secrets!"

Susan growled, "Damn straight! It's not right for a mother to teach her daughter-"

But he cut her off. "Hold on, Mom. Haven't we thrown traditional ideas of what's right out the window? And where would you be with your increasingly impressive cocksucking talents if it hadn't been for all the things Aunt Suzy taught you? And let's be honest: she's family too. Are you selfishly going to learn all you can from her and then not teach anything to your own daughter? That's not the kind of caring mom that I know and love so well."

Susan pretty much crumbled upon hearing that; one could see the anger leave her eyes. But she kept at least some of her resolve (even as she kept both hands wrapped around her son's boner). "Son ... Angel ... It's ... different. I know I'm going to sound hypocritical, but this IS terribly improper. Angel, I just see you as, well, my cute little angel. So sweet and chaste and pure..."

Katherine still hadn't said a word, since she figured Alan would be better at smoothing over situations like this. But although she was buck naked, in an effort to reduce Susan's shock she had placed an arm over her nipples while her other hand covered her pussy.

Sure enough, Alan came up with a plan on the fly. He said, "Mom, that may be, but you have to look at the bigger picture here. You've been bobbing and slurping on my cock for a good half hour, and you've used every last trick you know, and you still haven't made me cum. That just goes to show that it's not an easy task. What chance will Sis have to make me cum when it's her turn next time, if she doesn't know half the things you do?"

Susan closed her eyes, as if that would get her out of having to answer. She clearly was feeling highly conflicted. Darn it, he has a good point! She is one of his personal cocksuckers now, which means she has to be the best of the best. A cocksucking elite! But I get so very embarrassed! She should go away and let me teach her in private on a banana.

Now came the time for him to reveal his plan. "I've got an idea: since you're self-conscious about her standing there, just close your eyes and it'll be like she's not there."

Susan opened her eyes and looked down at her fingers where they wrapped around his boner. "Son, I understand what you're saying, but it's not right. There have to be boundaries. When I suck you off, it's a very private, intimate, loving thing. I can't have others be watching. Besides, if I allow that, where will it end? That way lies madness, and orgies!"

But even as she said that, she was having a difficult time resisting the urge to at least stroke him, since both her hands were still wrapped around his shaft. Her positioning left her mouth right at the tip of his slobber-covered cockhead, so that every time she breathed out she was blowing air on it, which aroused him greatly.

Alan understood that her cock need was growing, which was why she was deliberately blowing on him like that. It seemed that she couldn't bring herself to stop arousing him, no matter how upset or conflicted she felt. So he said, "Mom, trust me." Then he simply put his hands on the top of her head and guided her mouth to his bulbous knob.

Susan really was bothered by Katherine's presence, but her need to suck her son's cock was too great to resist, particularly when he was showing her his need. She closed her eyes, opened her mouth wide, and engulfed all of his cockhead. Lord, help me! The shame! Angel, please, don't look!

Within seconds, she was sliding her lips back and forth over his sweet spot, licking it with her tongue, even though Alan removed his hand. But, for once, she wasn't really entirely happy about what she was doing, because she couldn't forget that Katherine was standing right next to her, watching her every move.

She finally remembered to close her eyes, and that helped her cope with her embarrassment a bit, but not much.

The horny mother thought as she bobbed, The shame! The terrible, sinful, immoral shame and humiliation! I don't think of myself as an evil person, but I'm giving in to my carnal desires! All that matters to me is that my son's big cock is well-tended ... by ME! I don't want to see Angel doing it. I don't even want to see Suzanne doing it. I want to be the one who tends to his glorious man-meat, every single time!

She inhaled deeply to savor the aroma of the cock she was sucking. Mmmm! But I have to be a good Mom. And that's not simply just being a good cocksucker for my son; I have to be just as good a mother for my daughter. Right now, that means letting go of my selfishness and helping her learn how to properly serve his cock as well. I mean, uh, service his cock. Er, his member. I mean ... Dammit, I don't know what I mean anymore. But the point is, Tiger is right: it's really not such a terrible thing if she sees what I'm doing and learns a thing or two.

Of course, Susan had been sucking and slurping steadily while she was having these thoughts, but her face was red with embarrassment and her movements were simple and stilted. She was still far too ashamed to open her eyes, so she decided to keep them shut for as long as Katherine was there.

A minute passed, giving her excited breathing a chance to calm down some. Darn it! Angel simply isn't going to go away, is she? The truth is, I've been favoring Tiger too much lately. I need to be more giving towards my sweet Angel too. If that means helping her become one of his highly skilled personal cocksuckers, then that's what I'll have to do. It's bound to happen anyway, isn't it? I mean, just look at me: naked and humiliated, with my mouth stuffed full of cock, like always these days! He's just too smart and too well-hung to resist!

With that new resolve, she finally she started using some of her best moves in an attempt to show Katherine something new. In particular, her specialty was the corkscrew move: she rarely just bobbed up and down, but instead she liked to put some twisting into her movements. So that's what she did, only this time exaggerating the twisting motion to make sure that Katherine could see what she was doing.

Giving a blowjob isn't exactly rocket science, and Katherine already knew that twisting motion well. But she still found it interesting, and more than a little bit arousing, to watch what her mother was doing from so close a vantage point, not to mention hearing her quiet (and not so quiet) murmurings, because Susan soon started "Mmmm"-ing and panting hard.

Although Susan was extremely embarrassed to have Katherine there, that embarrassment also served to send her arousal into overdrive. She actually had a hard time simply bobbing and twisting on her son's stiff pole, because she was constantly gasping for oxygen.

Alan knew that humiliation drove his mother wild, so he tried to push her buttons even more. He ran his hands possessively down her back. One hand made its way to her side, where he clutched a handful of "side boob." He leaned forward and managed to reach her ass with his other hand.

As he squeezed her ass cheek there too, he casually spoke. "So ... Sis. Mom's a pretty good cocksucker, don't you think? She's got a body that's built for sucking cock; that's what I think. Check out this ass, for instance. This is an ass that needs to be sprayed with hot cum."

He brought a hand under her torso to grope at a dangling boob. "Oh, and these big tits too. And her face! They all need to be covered in pearly cream. What if one of the neighbors comes by? How will she answer the door, when the only things she's wearing are her glasses, her high heels, and my cum?"

The only problem with Alan's words was that they worked too well. She thought, It's true! I'm such a shameless slut for my son's cock! That really is the case! He could fuck me right now if he wanted to and I'd probably love it, even though we'd both go to Hell!

Even though Susan was already bobbing on his cock so intently that she could barely breathe, she went into some kind of mad cocksucking frenzy. Her long, dark brown hair started flying around, despite the fact that she was still lying down with her face in her son's crotch. The way that Alan continued to run his hands all over her nude body like he owned it pushed her over the edge; she started to cum even more powerfully than she had during any of her earlier orgasms.

That was too much for Alan. He was just getting warmed up teasing her with Katherine watching, and he had plans to milk that situation for all it was worth. Although it was a long shot, he wanted to at least try to work her up to where he had both mother and daughter sucking him off together. But he had been holding out for a very long time, and the way Susan's entire body started convulsing and twitching almost violently was simply too arousing for him. He started shooting his seed, ricocheting his cum off the back of his mother's mouth.

Katherine still hadn't said a word, or even done much other than just stand there while keeping her privates covered. But seeing the other two cumming hard lifted her to such a peak of arousal that she forgot about her plan to keep a low profile to avoid further upsetting Susan. She dropped to her knees next to the bed and put one hand on Susan's ass and another on her upper back. She cooed, while caressing her mother's skin, "That's it, Mom! Take it! Take all of his tasty spunk!"

It was hard to tell if Katherine's words were having any effect, because Susan was already guzzling Alan's spurting ropes as if her life depended on it.

Katherine continued, "Milk him with your lips! Don't just let him cum like he's masturbating by himself. Milk him! Love him with your sliding lips! Coax every last baby-making spermie out of him! Mom, I want you to completely empty his balls, and that's an order!"

Susan's face was such a blur that it was still unclear whether she'd even heard what her daughter was saying. However, she was listening, and Katherine's words, plus the way that her daughter was touching and caressing her bare backside, had a huge effect. Susan knew that Alan had uncountable billions of spermatozoa in him, but she was determined to literally suck every single last one out, immediately.

When he finally stopped firing his ropes, that hardly affected her performance. His penis slowly went completely flaccid, but even that didn't faze her. She kept right on sucking and licking, but moved into "cleaning" mode. In fact, she was determined to "clean" him like she'd never "cleaned" him before.

If for no other reason, doing that allowed her to keep her eyes closed and continue acting as if Katherine wasn't in the room. She'd accepted that her daughter was there, but she still didn't like it, and that helped keep her cheeks cherry red.

Eventually, Alan motioned to Katherine for her to leave. He could tell that Susan was still riding a great erotic high, but she was bound to come down from it eventually, especially since she couldn't simply "clean" him forever.

Katherine was coming down from her own peak, so she didn't mind leaving. She went back to her room to write another entry in her diary about what she'd just seen and heard. She loved it.