Soak Up the Sun: Part 3

Chapter 7

Alan came to life, as if awakening from a dream, and looked at the world around him. His mother's sticky juices were on two sides of him now. It suddenly felt gross to him to be so sticky. He looked at his emotionally and physically spent mother as she rested near his feet with her eyes closed, and thought of all the cum he'd slathered all over her, even though it had worked into her skin and couldn't be seen anymore. Her own juices, though, were visible all over her, and she looked a mess.

Susan repeatedly licked her lips, lost in deep reflection and oblivious to the world around her. Yeeeessssss, she thought with complete and utter satisfaction. This afternoon has been the best, most pleasurable thing I've ever felt! Forget about regular fucking - that was better than any fuck I've ever had. I'm going to concentrate all my efforts on cocksucking from now on. More than before, even. I was having naughty thoughts about buttfucking and God knows what else, but I'm content just to nibble on his knob. It's soooo good! That'll keep me more than satisfied. Well, that and titfucking and handjobs, of course. As long as his cock is on me in some way.

Yes, Son, you don't know it yet, but your mommy's your happy little sex slut now. My son has conquered me with his potent, cum-filled fuck stick! Or maybe you do know it, Son, because your mother is such a shameless hussy, blowing your thick knob right in the open, in front of everyone!

I love it! I'm going to make you feel so good, every day! I'm like a junkie needing another fix. I'm dead to the world now, but I've got to feel like that again, and soon! I'm a sex junkie! Yes. Sex junkie. Sex cow. Mooo. Sex ****! Sex, sex, sex! Yes! Sex with my son... Despite all that happened, that last thought sent a shiver of excitement down her spine.

Yes. He's going to fuck me. Right in my needy cunt. It's inevitable. It'll be even BETTER than cocksucking, if such a thing is possible! I'll be the ultimate sinner. My own son is going to fuck me so deep and so hard that I'm going to DIE of JOY! YES!

But she had no energy to move, so she just reveled in these wild thoughts and fantasies.

Alan looked up at Suzanne and saw her calmly sit back with her sunglasses raised high on her forehead. That was all she was wearing.

She looked directly at him and smiled. Then she gave him a knowing wink.

He winked back. He'd had a great time, to say the least, but he didn't fully fathom what a transcendental experience Susan had just had with her countless orgasms.

Suzanne, though, had a much better idea, and she was very jealous. At the same time, she was pleased that Susan's barriers were crumbling so rapidly. She knew that all this mind-blowing sexual pleasure would have a big effect on Susan's psyche, making her much more willing in the future to do sexual things with Alan in front of other loved ones.

Even Katherine, from the poor angle where she sat, could tell that something momentous had happened and that her mother had experienced some kind of mental breakthrough that would result in more sexual fun for everyone in the future.

Alan looked over at his sister and saw her apparently move back into a sleeping position. Finally stripping off his ineffectual bathing suit completely, he announced, "Thanks, Mom! That was great. You were super. I'm going for a swim."

He bounded nude to the pool and cannonballed in with a big splash. He swam quite a few laps in the pool. The water made him feel completely fresh and alive. He'd never swum naked before, and found it extremely invigorating. When he finally stopped for a pause, he looked around to get his bearings and saw that his mother and Suzanne now both stood in the pool as well. They caught his eye and smiled. He was glad that both of them seemed happy, naked, and unconcerned, despite all that had just occurred.

What Alan didn't know was that a few minutes earlier, when Susan and he were completely occupied with each other, Suzanne had hurriedly gotten up, scuttled across the back porch and into the house, and grabbed her purse, which was in the living room. She'd taken out a small egg-shaped vibrator and pushed it up into her pussy until nothing could be seen of it from the outside. So now she stood there in the pool with a vibrator designed "for the woman on the go" throbbing deep inside her.

Suzanne spoke quietly and reassuringly to Susan next to her. "Girl, I know you may be feeling a bit embarrassed right now, but don't be. Just look at your handsome son swimming naked in the pool. Just look at him! You don't even need to see his cock to know he's going to have a big, powerful one built to tame lots of big-titted women."

"That's true," Susan sighed dreamily.

Suzanne said, "And a demanding one! Why, I dare say that even without his special medical treatment, he'd be cumming close to six times a day anyway, now that he's entering his sexual prime. You, Angel, me - we have **** but to be his personal cocksuckers. Who cares if the other one or two of us sees? That's good! We can watch and get tips that way, learning from each other."

"Hmmm. That's a good point." Susan loved to hear that, since she needed justification for her desire to be one of his personal cocksuckers. But she was a little uncertain, now that she was coming down from her erotic high. Still, her pussy tingled with need as she watched her son swim, even though it was painfully sore from so many climaxes. She couldn't stop admiring his bare buttocks move through the water.

Suzanne added, "I wish I'd been in your shoes. You got quite a rubdown there. How many times did you cum?"

Susan blushed a little bit. "Um, a few." She still liked to maintain the pretense that all her sexual activity was only to help her son, and that she herself didn't also get incredible sexual pleasure from it.

Alan finally swam up to where the two mothers had been next to each other in the water. They stood up as he approached, so that their boobs hung just above the surface of the water, where earlier they had been bobbing up and down like a line of four giant buoys. He noticed that his mother's bikini top was still off, but, looking closer underwater, he saw that she had put her bikini bottoms back on. Suzanne, by contrast, remained completely naked.

Their four naked tits, all in a line, were a truly unprecedented sight to behold. His exhausted penis returned to full hardness in seconds. He was struck once again by how similar their bodies were to each other. No wonder they're friends - it's like they have the exact same bodies. Not just kind of the same, but exactly the same from the neck down, minus the skin tone. And they're both so unusually tall. Sis too. It's a good thing I'm over six feet tall myself, or I'd be intimidated by their sheer size.

Suzanne spoke to him from across the pool. "I was just telling your mother that it isn't fair. Seems like she got a much better rubdown than I did! MUCH better."

Susan blushed. She lowered her head. "It was ... nice, very nice ... but I'm afraid it can't happen again."

"What?" both Alan and Suzanne said at the same time.

Suzanne had concluded that her "lotion application" scheme had been a total success, and Susan's comments to her a minute earlier had assured her that all was fine.

Alan figured for sure that his mother's taking off her bikini top was a sign that things would get wetter and wetter all day long. And he wasn't thinking of the water in the pool.

Katherine was upset too. I've been keeping a low profile here 'cos Aunt Suzy assured me that was best for the long term. She wanted Mom to know I was there, but not have me rub it in her face. So I behave perfectly, miss out on all the fun, and we still get THIS? Ugh! I just can't win.

"You heard me," Susan continued. "It's not the blowjob; I'm fine with that. Tiger desperately needed relief, so I had **** but to help. It was some of the other stuff. We need to maintain boundaries, and I'm afraid I forgot my own rule, that Tiger is not allowed to touch me in certain places. That can quickly lead to even more boundary violations, as we saw today. Why, Son, you almost put your fingers in my ... in my you-know-where."

The more her arousal was ebbing, the more she thought about her weak moments when she'd been eager for him to fuck her. That looked pretty bad to her now, and she didn't know which was worse: that she'd wanted to be fucked in her ass, or in her pussy.

Alan and Suzanne had a hard time keeping straight faces when Susan said, "Tiger is not allowed to touch me in certain places." It had seemed that was one rule which had been long forgotten.

Susan added, "And doing this out in the open in front of everyone is terribly improper! Even now, what if the neighbors saw? What if Brad or Eric came home and saw?"

"That isn't going to happen, I can assure you," Suzanne said.

"Still..." Susan finally raised her eyes again. "It's much too improper ... Son, I understand we have to provide you with prolonged stimulation until you cum as many times today as we can, and that's fine. I'd love to give you as many blowjobs as you want, and I hope you'll, uh, you can..."

Her mood had swung so much back in the prudish direction that now she was embarrassed to admit that she'd had her own orgasms (though it hadn't swung so far that she wanted to go in the house and end all the fun). "Um, I hope you can make me feel good too. But we can't just do it willy-nilly. We have to have rules."

They saw that she was serious. Somehow, she had rediscovered some of her self-control. Once Alan had left her presence, it was as if the fog of lust had lifted from her brain and all her usual after-the-fact doubts had come rushing back. She was ashamed that she'd let Alan get away with so much in full sight of Suzanne and probably Katherine. She worried that she'd lost some of her authority. But the main issue was how she'd luxuriated in the thought of being fucked by her son. Since she hadn't expressed those urges out loud, the others didn't understand what was really bothering her.

Alan was glad that he hadn't just reached out to play with the two mothers' boobs, as he'd been about to do. Great. More teasing, less satisfaction, he thought bitterly. He started to say, "But-"

"No buts! Laying out here together and swimming and all is fine, but we ladies are more than capable of putting on our own lotion, thank you very much!"

Looking to lessen the defeat, he asked, "What about backs? Nobody can put lotion on their own back."

"Okay, the backs then. But that's it."

"And what about Sis? I covered both of you, but I still haven't covered her, and I promised."

Susan vacillated. "Okay, I guess that's only fair. But keep those boundaries in mind this time and keep her bikini on, or you'll both be in big trouble!" She furtively glanced down at his boner floating under the water. It had just engorged in the last minute or two, as he stood close to the two MILF beauties. Sheesh! Does that thing EVER go down?!

She added, "And put your bathing suit back on, as soon as you get out of the pool. And this is the last time you do this."

At heart, Susan was a big softy. But also, she was still feeling lusty enough that she could talk the talk about stopping things, but she didn't have the heart to walk the walk.

Suzanne commented, "Susan, I just realized something. You forgot to clean his cock and balls after his climax."

"Oh no! I did, didn't I? Oh dear!" She looked at his stiff cock as it bobbed under the water. "Well, I guess that's okay because his swimming has cleaned things up."

Suzanne said, "But that's not the point, is it? It's not just about getting clean; it's about showing your respect and your devotion. It's about thanking his cock for letting you suck it. Isn't it?"

"That's true," she said sadly. "But I was just so out of it..."

"Is that a legitimate excuse? Does that clean his cock?"

"Well, no, obviously..."

"I think you need to be punished. I think you need a good spanking!"

Alan was still standing in front of them, listening with great interest. He said, "Don't worry about it, Mom. It's not a big deal. I love that you do that, but it's not like a law you have to do it every time."

Susan nodded while remaining silent. She was secretly disappointed. Even though she was no longer riding an erotic high, she still loved the idea of having her son give her a good spanking.

Suzanne quietly sighed in frustration. Why is he so damn considerate? It makes my job more difficult. Oh well. Today has still been a huge step forward overall, and it's not even done yet.

Chapter 8

Alan hopped out of the pool. He figured that he'd better start with his sister right away before his mother had a chance to change her mind yet again.

Katherine sat up in her chair in anticipation of Alan's ministrations. She'd been naked, but she'd put her bathing suit back on after she overheard what Susan said. She tied her top on as tightly as it could go, so her nipples would be apparent.

"You need some more lotion or you'll burn up," he said, providing the thin excuse to explore her body.

Katherine was frustrated that she had a fairly ordinary bikini, instead of one with the impossibly small triangles that Suzanne had found and bought for herself and Susan.

However, Alan didn't really mind. He figured that given everything else that had just happened, he could take Katherine's top off in a few minutes anyway. Susan would have to be extremely hypocritical to complain, since she still didn't have her top on and Suzanne was completely nude.

He sat next to Katherine's lounge chair and put a big gob of suntan lotion on his hand. While Susan talked to Suzanne in the pool, Katherine quietly and wickedly said to him, "Hey, Big Iron Spike Brother, why don't you give it to me like you gave it to Mom?"

"I wish, Little Sugar Walls Sis. But she just told me 'boundaries, boundaries.'"

"Yeah, I heard," whispered his frowning sister. "That's not fair!" With an even more quiet whisper straight into his ear, she added, "Your fuck toy is so horny. Her fuck hole is all lonely and empty. It needs a filling of brother-cock!"

He was a bit shocked by that. Her words sent a thrill up and down his spine, but he played it cool. He whispered back, "Well, let's keep our eyes open for an opportunity and maybe we can still have some fun."

She lay down and he straddled her. Since he was naked, he made sure to rub his hard erection all the way up the inside of her leg as he moved up her body. It eventually rested on the inside of her thigh. She whispered, "Mmmm. Just a few more inches..."

"Alan! Your bathing suit?" his mother barked at him from inside the pool.

He'd conveniently "forgotten" about his bathing suit. He could tell she was upset by the way she called him "Alan" instead of "Tiger." So he reluctantly got up, put his tiny European-styled suit back on, and then straddled his sister again. This time, he sat on her legs below her butt. His boner immediately popped out and he left it that way, in the exact same position it had been in before he'd been **** to put on the suit.

He began to cover his sister all over with lotion. He could hardly believe that, after such intense encounters with one gorgeous woman and then a second, he would immediately proceed to do it again with yet a third.

He could just barely hear the two mothers' conversation at times when the wind wasn't blowing, and he noticed how Suzanne was subtly trying to blunt Susan's post-orgasmic prudish resurgence. Suzanne was spending a lot of time explaining how the neighbors really couldn't see into the backyard. Then she started in on how it was Susan's "duty" to keep at least her bikini top off since the house rules dictated that Alan could decide what Susan had to wear.

Alan was soon drawn into the conversation. Susan yelled at him just loud enough for him to hear, "Tiger? Suzanne says that you're ordering me to keep my top off right now. Is that true?"

"No, Mom," he shouted back. But then after a pregnant pause, he added, "I'm ordering you to keep it all off."

Susan pouted, "Tiiiiiiiger! You're so mean!" But she couldn't help but flash a wide smile too.

"Sorry, Mom; them's the breaks." He grinned. "I'll tell you what; I'll let you keep your glasses. Oh, and your high heels if you're out of the pool."

"Gee, thanks," Susan replied sarcastically, but she was secretly delighted.

He watched while Susan briefly stood and pulled her bikini bottoms off, then tossed them out of the pool. She made a show of it, and even wiggled about in shallow waters in time to the song on the radio. (It was appropriate that the current song was "I'm on Fire" by The Dwight Twilley Band, since she looked scorching hot.)

Luckily for him and his sister, Suzanne and Susan were tired. Susan especially was wiped out after her many intense orgasms. They soon retired to their own lounge chairs (after putting their high-heeled sandals back on). That meant Susan wouldn't be looking their way nearly as much.

He turned his attention back to massaging Katherine with his hands and his erection.

She whispered to him, "Mom's such a pushover."

"I know."

She added, "It gets me all hot and bothered. I could totally picture it. She'd say, 'Tiiiiiiiger! Please don't stick your hard cock in my defenseless pussy! Please? I'm your mother!' And then you'd say, 'Sorry, Mom, them's the breaks', and you'd just shove it right in her hot hole! Then she'd kick her legs up in the air and whine, 'You're so mean!' as you start to really give it to her! Before long, you'd be drilling her so deep, she'd be able to taste your cum in her throat!"

There was a long silent pause. He stopped moving and just panted heavily. He was frantically squeezing his PC muscle, trying not to cum. It would be embarrassing to cum due to talk about fucking his mother while he was with his sister.

"You okay?" Katherine finally asked, their voices still too quiet for Susan or Suzanne to hear.

"Yeah, but please don't say that kind of stuff! Jesus H. Christ! Talk about ****! If she says no, I just can't go against that. I can't!"

"Even if she says no and means yes?"

"Unfortunately, even then. God, it sucks."

Katherine giggled, "And so does she, but in a very, very good way."

He continued working on his sister's body, but felt emotionally unsettled. I'm such a wimp. I should just fuckin' fuck Mom. I should. I should! If any other guy knew how much she teases me and all but asks for it on a daily basis, they'd think I'm crazy for not getting more aggressive. But if she had another prudish rebound afterwards and looked at me with those sad, disapproving eyes ... Oh man. I'd rather have my fingernails pulled out than make her feel like a horrible person!

Meanwhile, the conversation between Suzanne and Susan slowly died out as Suzanne batted away all of Susan's feeble protests. For a while, they both turned their heads around to look frequently at what Alan was doing to Katherine. Susan was telling herself that she was checking to make sure Alan didn't go too far, but she was really getting off on watching their sexual contact. Suzanne was enjoying the sight too, but she was also making sure that the siblings didn't go too far and trigger another backlash from Susan.

Alan was mindful of being watched and judged, so he acted carefully. Even though there was no more than a square foot of clothing between the two siblings, and his erection and balls were hanging completely out of his useless bathing suit, nothing too risqué appeared to happen, other than his hard-on dragging across his sister's skin from time to time.

By recent Plummer family standards that wasn't such a big deal, so Susan was somewhat mollified. She gradually turned her head their way less and less frequently, and finally stopped looking altogether. She was tired out from her many climaxes, and swimming with Suzanne had exhausted what little energy she had left.

It was hard to tell, because Susan was wearing dark sunglasses again, but Alan eventually decided that his mother had fallen asleep. He wasn't sure about Suzanne, with her eyes also hidden behind dark sunglasses, but the important thing was that Susan was now probably out of the picture. At the very least, her head was turned away and all he could see was her long mane of dark brown hair.

By the time Alan had decided that Susan was asleep, he had already finished applying lotion to most of Katherine's body. But, cleverly, he had saved the best for last: her ample tits.

Katherine pretended to be worried. "Brother, you're scaring me! It's like you're a hungry wolf and I'm a sizzling steak."

"Mmmm. Yum!" He wordlessly took her bikini top off and gave her a secret wink.

She writhed around in a very sexy manner. "Oh no! Whatever will I do? My Big Bad Brother Wolf is intent on eating me! Or at least licking me!" She broke character and winked playfully.

When it came to his sister, he knew she was willing to go as far as he wanted, and then some. After he squirted a big gob of coconut-flavored lotion onto his hands, he began to rub vigorously. He liked to imagine that the lotion was his own seed. But, unlike with Susan or Suzanne earlier, he didn't feel the need to hold back much, now that no one else seemed too terribly interested in what he was doing.

After he slathered his sister's tits with the oil, he devoted his full attention to her nipples. He pinched, pulled, sucked, and bit them until she was ready to scream out in both agony and ecstasy.

He would occasionally look towards Susan's and Suzanne's lounge chairs, since he faced that direction anyway, but all he could see were the backs of their heads and their chests lightly rising and falling as they apparently lay sleeping.

Katherine closed her eyes so she could concentrate fully on the tactile sensations. She was afraid to speak much, for fear of drawing Susan's or Suzanne's attention in case one or both of them were just feigning sleep. So, instead, she had fun directing her thoughts to Alan, pretending that she could control his actions with her mind.

That's it, Brother. Touch me there. Tweak it - yeah! You know how to turn me on so well! Now scoot forward a little bit. Put your cock right in my hole! You know you want to do it, so do it! Come on! Don't be a chicken! Fuck me right in front of Mom and Aunt Suzy! What are they going to do? They're only going to fight over who gets to be supremely fucked next. You know it. Come on, just scoot a little. Slide it down, right over my smooth, shaven skin. Oh yeah, and do that too! So good!

He more or less followed her commands, not because she had any power of mental telepathy but because he wanted to do the same things that she wanted. He wasn't ready to start fucking her out in the open. But, sitting as he was below his sister's crotch yet reaching up to her boobs, it would be only natural when he scooted forward and brought his thick rod within inches of her pussy.

He seemed stymied by the fact that she still had her bikini bottoms on, but she quickly took care of that problem. She looked up into his eyes and mouthed the word "Oops!" as she pulled her bikini bottoms down her thighs. She kept at it until they were completely off.

He gulped. That meant trouble. What if Susan woke up? How would they explain the lack of bikini bottoms? But he was too horny to stop. With only one hand on her boobs, he brought the other to his cock and began to rub his shaft around the entrance to her love hole. With another glance at his sleeping mother, he poked the tip of his boner right at his sister's pussy lips and pushed her fat, engorged lips even further open.

Her pussy was already really wet from his ministrations. She was nearly delirious with anticipation. Is he really going to fuck me right here, right in front of them?! That would be so cool! So brave! Go, Big Brother, do it!

As the head of his erection slid over her wet inner thighs, the feeling for him was incredible. He looked down and saw the pre-cum oozing from his cockhead and mingling with her juices. His boner grew even more erect, if that was possible. He could see his erection throb as it literally bounced up and down on her wet, juicy pussy.

"Hey, Big Beef Injection Brother," his sister whispered very quietly, "Do you want to fuck me right now or what? I'm so totally game, if you are. Let's do it!"

He felt playful and cavalier, so he whispered back, "I don't know, Little Velvet Tunnel Sis. Have you been a good girl?"

"If by 'good girl, ' you mean a good and obedient fuck toy, a willing fuck toy creaming at the mere thought of getting repeatedly speared by her very own brother, then yes!"

He was tempted. He looked around and realized that it wouldn't be too crazy to fuck her - they just might get away with it, if they were quick and quiet about it. But then he imagined Susan discovering them, and yelling at him in red-faced anger. He realized just how insanely dangerous it would be to fuck his sister, especially since he'd already gotten in trouble when his mother caught him with Suzanne in the "pool boy incident," and then later with Katherine when Susan had discovered how Katherine was helping him by walking in during his sister's blowjob. Also, it would set back his campaign to fuck his mother in a big way if she thought he couldn't control himself.

"Too risky," he whispered. He scooted his body forward until his pole was up beyond her entrance. But not by much - his dick now lay on top of the smoothly-shaven skin where her pubic hair had been, so that his pre-cum-dripping cockhead brushed against her clitoris.

In her mind, she cried out, No! Bring it back! Stick it in me! Fuck me! Take me! Do me! Do your sister! Your fuck toy! Don't you want to fuck your sister? I don't care who knows or who sees! I love you and I want you to have me! All of me! Bring it back!

But she did care who knew, at least somewhat, because she kept those thoughts to herself. She was much like her mother in this respect: thinking much nastier thoughts than what she was willing to say out loud.

Katherine was now too excited not to get her hands busy as well. She grabbed his prick and started to rub it back and forth over her sensitive, shaven skin. That turned into a handjob with one hand and the flicking of her clit with the other. But then she put both hands on his boner and began to stroke it with pure abandon.

As she did that, she whispered, "Mom's not the only one totally in love with your cock! I know those two are built like ridiculously stacked Amazon warriors, but don't forget your little sister! I'm pretty sexy too."

He smiled. "You're VERY sexy. I would NEVER forget you. You're my favorite sister."

She sighed in exasperation. "I'm your ONLY sister."

"Oh yeah."

They both smiled. This was a verbal game they played a lot.

He watched her rubbing his bare erection against her clit and pussy lips. He whispered, "Hey, be careful there."

"Don't worry, I know. No fucking. Still, this feels pretty good, doesn't it?" She rubbed two fingers against his sweet spot while the tip of his cockhead bumped into her clit.

"Hell yeah!"

Her smile grew wider. "My thoughts exactly."

Soon, four arms flailed wildly across their bodies: he had his hands high up to mash and pull his sister's boobs while she had hers underneath, double-pumping his shaft. Both of them rapidly built up to a dizzying climax.