The Bitch Is Back: Part 2

Chapter 4

Susan was lethargic after her climax, even though her arousal level was still high. The fact that Katherine's head was still in Alan's lap making delighted slurpy noises no doubt served to further stoke her flames of lust. Somehow she managed to stand, but then she just stood there and stared. Finally she was able to speak. "Uh, Tiger? Sweetheart? What about school? Aren't you two going to be late for school?"

He looked at a clock on the wall. "Oh yeah. Damn. Sorry, Sis. We don't want to be late."

Katherine didn't mind being a little late if she could go to school with a belly full of cum. But she could tell that he didn't want to ejaculate again at this time, so she reluctantly pulled off. She smiled up at her mother and ostentatiously wiped her chin clean, even while her other hand kept pumping up and down his shaft with long strokes. "Mmmm mmmm good! I don't know if it's from all that pineapple juice he was drinking earlier, but even his cock kinda tastes like pineapple."

"I'm sure that's your imagination," Susan said as she gazed with laser-like focus at Katherine's pumping hand.

"No, I don't think so. Here, give it a try. Don't you want a nice, long, slurpy, sloppy taste?"

"N-n-n-noooo!" Susan staggered backwards. She nearly fell, because her nightie had fallen all the way to her feet, becoming tangled in her high heels.

Alan saw her tottering and jumped up from his chair to rescue her, managing to stabilize her just in time.

She stepped free of the dangerously-entangled nightie. "Thanks, Son. You're a lifesaver."

"Sure, Mom. No problem." He pulled her close for a tight hug. In so doing, his hands went to her ass while his dick wound up pointing downward and resting against one of her very soaked inner thighs.

She whimpered helplessly, but she was too hot and bothered to pull away. In fact, she put a hand behind his head and pulled him in for a scorching soul kiss.

Katherine stood and watched. Dammit. Mom gets all the attention. But Aunt Suzy's hinted pretty strongly that Mom's the main barrier to our all-out sexy fun in this house, and I'll bet she'll be a lot more cock-hungry after this. So I just need to chill and let this play out.

When Alan and Susan finally ended their kiss, she realized to her chagrin that his hands were kneading her tits again. She wanted to complain, but with his cock burning hotly against her thigh she felt so blissed out that it was all she could do to remain standing.

Look at me! I really am his tit ****! And once again, I find he's got me totally naked except for my high heels. I'm just standing here like his big-titted sex toy, ready to pleasure him in any way! What kind of mother does that make me? A bad mommy! But I love it so!

Katherine tapped him on the shoulder and pointed at the clock. By this time, she was washed and dressed in her school clothes, waiting to leave.

Alan looked at the clock and realized he was pushing his luck. "Oops. Dang. Looks like I got carried away playing with you, Mom. Hey, where's my..." He was about to ask about his backpack, until he realized Katherine was holding it.

He gave Susan's heaving breasts another squeeze. "Thanks, Mom. You've been really inspirational this morning. From the way you woke me up with your cock-sucking alarm clock to the way you let me play with your fantastic tits as long as I like, wow! I'm gonna be flying high all day!"

He turned to Katherine. "And you too, Sis. You're no second fiddle, that's for sure. I'm gonna be dreaming about your sweet sucking lips and your talented tongue during all my classes."

"Really?"

"Really." He pulled away from his nude mother even though she seemed intent on humping her thigh against his cock, to hug his fully-clothed sister instead. Then he took his backpack.

Katherine loved that he claimed to appreciate her efforts as much as their mother's.

Susan though, remained standing there in just her high heels. She was hotter than an oven, and whatever resistance she'd had was long gone.

Her two children walked to the front door, where they usually said their goodbyes. But before Alan could even open the door, Susan surprised him again by kissing him full on the mouth. Then she whispered to him, "Son, kiss my tits! Bury your face in my big pillows!"

He couldn't resist that offer, since he was still extremely horny. He buried his face in her deep chasm and nuzzled around. Then he kissed his way from one nipple to the other, ending with a long nipple kiss and suckle.

But when he pulled up, his face scrunched up and he sniffed the air. "Mom, your tits smell funny, and kind of sweet. Almost fruity..." He looked at her cleavage. There was no sign of any cum streaks, but her skin did seem unusually shiny. "Ewww! That's my cum, isn't it?"

She smiled shyly. "You finally noticed. You don't mind? It's all rubbed in now, thanks to all your tit play. Don't you remember? I told you I wasn't going to clean my tits or face today. It's just that I love your cum so much."

That was true. She fantasized about soaking in a pool of his cum, gulping it by the glassful. She loved cleaning his bed-sheets, something she did every day now that there were so many wet stains on them. When she did so, she would always first inhale the smell of the wet patches for as long as she could - it was a way to have Alan at home even while he was at school.

Katherine had been standing there watching the whole time. She rolled her eyes and said sarcastically, "Gee, Mom, it's a good thing you're not addicted to his cock, or you might start doing some weird stuff. Like that!"

Susan put her hands on her hips defiantly and gave her daughter an unpleasant look. "You're just jealous! Besides, it won't be long before you're addicted too!" She blushed again, turned her head, and lamely added, "Not that I am, or anything." She knew just how ridiculous that sounded, especially since she was the only one standing there completely naked, with an obviously very wet and pungent pussy.

Alan slung his backpack over his shoulder as he made to go. He wondered what to say, about either his mother having him kiss the residue of his own cum or their catty jealousy. He decided just to let it all slide, so he opened the front door a little bit. "Hey, I gotta get going. See you later, Mom."

She stepped forward and gave him another kiss on the lips, this time with lots of tongue action. At the same time, she stroked the considerable bulge in his shorts. She cooed as she kept stroking, "Tiger, I don't know about letting you to go to school like this, all bursting with spermy goodness. You could be a sexy danger to those big-titted cheerleaders. You're like a machine gun ready to fire! Are you sure you don't want Mommy to take care of it? So what if you're a little late? I can drop to my knees right now and give you the best blowjob of your life!"

He looked his mother up and down, lusting for her and her perfect body. Nevertheless, he was **** to say, "Mom, I'd totally love that, but I gotta listen to my dick and it's saying that it needs a rest. As soon as I start off for school I'm sure my boner will go down and I'll be fine."

"You sure?" She continued rubbing his bulge.

"Yep."

"Positive?" She squeezed it again and rubbed even more vigorously.

"Definitely."

Katherine snickered and giggled.

Susan finally let go, looking crestfallen. As her kids left and she closed the door behind them, she yelled, "Don't forget: today is Tuesday!"

Alan was distraught too, but his dick was sending him signals telling him that he really had **** but to give it a rest.

As he walked outside with his sister, he thought, How can I ever leave this house of my own free will? It's just too much fun, especially now that Ron's gone. Thank God for Glory giving me something to look forward to; otherwise going to school in the morning would be pure ****.

Plus, today IS Tuesday! Man, I already can't wait until I get back home!

Chapter 5

As soon as her children were out the door, Susan took off her high heels. She loved wearing them when Alan was near, and she had developed such a strong sexual association with them in a short time that if she glanced at a pair she could almost smell Alan's cum. But if she wore them too much, her feet hurt.

She sat down to just relax and read a magazine for a while, because she was still riding an erotic buzz from what had happened with Alan during breakfast. But she kept reading the same paragraph over and over again, because she couldn't stop thinking about that event. She finally put down her magazine and took all her clothes off.

She thought, It's sad. He hasn't even been gone a few minutes yet, and he won't be home until THREE! I'm still too worked up from what happened this morning to think straight. I'm lonely! If I stay naked, maybe that'll help me imagine that our sexy morning fun is still going and he's coming back from the other room at any moment.

Suzanne didn't come over at all, since Susan had made clear that she wanted everyone else to make themselves scarce on Tuesdays. So Susan walked around in the buff all morning long. She luxuriated in the freedom of complete nakedness, and spent much of the time fucking herself with her fingers, wherever she wanted to do it.

She did her usual morning exercise routine, but far differently than it had ever been done before. Since Suzanne wasn't there, she could do whatever she wanted. For one thing, she was almost nude, wearing just an exercise bra for much-needed breast support (although she used towels so she wouldn't leak pussy juice all over every exercise machine). For another, she brought the portable CD player to the basement and set it to a classic rock and roll station, then turned it up loud. (That type of music reminded her of Alan, since it was his favorite genre.)

As she pumped hand weights to the sound of "Wild Night" by Van Morrison, she thought, This is much better. Suzanne likes to work out to classical music. That's nice music to read a book by, but not what you need to get your blood pumping. From now on, I'm gonna have to insist we ROCK down here!

But the biggest change was that her exercises were more like one continuous masturbation session. She'd discovered that a lot of the machines could be "ridden" by rubbing her crotch back and forth against them. And she frequently brushed her nipples and other body parts against cold steel, which inevitably gave her a thrill.

As she "rode" one machine shaped much like a pommel horse, she thought, Boy, I certainly am quite the slut today! It's funny though; I don't feel any guilt about this. Okay, okay, so I'm addicted to Tiger's cock. That doesn't really bother me either. It's vaginal intercourse and all those other nasty, forbidden things that disturb me. Like anal sex. Yuck! I hear some weirdos actually let penises go into their poop holes! That's the kind of thing that can happen if you have no rules, no boundaries.

Her arms pumped up and down, lifting weights. I'm a cocksucker, pure and simple. That's nothing to be ashamed of, and in fact I'm damn proud of it! So don't give me that snarky attitude, Angel. You do it too! In any case, I'm not gonna be just "one of his personal cocksuckers", I'm gonna be his best, most favorite cocksucker ever! Even better than Suzanne! The BEST!

Okay, I know that's not realistic - not unless I can double the length of my tongue! But I have to have a goal. And cocksucking is not just about the mouth and hands. It involves the whole body! So even though Suzanne isn't here today, I can't slack off exercising. Not if I want him to keep calling me his big-titted centerfold mommy!

Somehow, she managed to complete her routine while leaving the wet smell of her arousal on every machine. She had to do a lot of cleaning up afterwards.

Back upstairs, she let the answering machine take all the phone calls so reality wouldn't have to intrude. But she did have one appointment she couldn't skip, so she went shopping and ran a few errands for an hour or two.

Having to wear "normal" clothes, complete with underwear, finally cooled her lust. So when she came back home from her errands, she thought that she'd be able to have a "normal" day until Alan returned. But the idea of him coming home with a hard, cum-filled erection soon got her so excited that she was naked and masturbating some more within five minutes of getting back home.

Eventually, she went to take a long bath in the bathtub to cool down and relax. She thought, I'm hopeless! I haven't exactly shown a lot of sexual restraint lately. But since it's a Tuesday, why can't I let myself run wild?

But let's face it: would I behave much differently if it was a Wednesday? I don't think so. I worry that I could be taking care of Tiger's penis too far. What would my parents think if they knew about any of this?! My sisters and my brother are living normal, respectable lives, for the most part. Most of my sisters are married with families of their own.

She searched her feelings. The funny thing is, I should be feeling regretful that my life isn't like theirs anymore, except that I don't! I talk to them, so I know what their lives are like. They're not so great. I'll bet most of my sisters don't even know what a blowjob IS! Much less what a pleasurable, love-affirming thing it can be. Sad. The only thing is that I need to maintain perspective. There no shame in helping Tiger. It's not a sin if there's no intercourse. Right? I just need to strike the proper balance.

But then ... I think about my handsome son! And his great big cock, filling up with spermy need! Mmmm... She began playing with her nipples. I'm starting to salivate all over again...

Chapter 6

Alan was in a strange mood during his morning classes. On one hand, he was very tired. The tennis tournament and so much thrilling sex was wearing his body down. But on the other hand, he was constantly smiling, giddy, and frequently horny, thanks to his happy memories of recent events.

His boner kept popping up all through his morning classes. As he sat in his third-period art class, he thought, Why did I even bother coming to school? Mr. Jackson might as well be one of those adults in the Charlie Brown specials that speak "wah-wah-wah-wah" noises instead of actual words. I'm totally nonfunctional today. If I'm not thinking about the awesome help I got from Mom, Sis, AND Aunt Suzy this morning, then I'm thinking about what could happen with Glory during lunch.

He slyly glanced at Christine, who sat next to him. And if not that, then I'm tempted by Christine! Looking totally hot, as usual. It's probably a good thing she doesn't wear more revealing outfits, or I'd pass out from dehydration, due to the non-stop drooling. Sheesh! It's nuts! But I can't let Christine see my erection. On days like this, it's frustrating that I sit next to her in almost every class. At least I can be grateful that Amy is in the advanced art class, or she'd probably be sitting on the other side of me. The way things are going, I'm gonna have to keep a book in my lap.

Going from class to class was even more difficult. When he walked into Glory's fourth-period class, he actually did hold a book strategically over his crotch.

Glory saw that and she knew what it meant. She gave him a very hungry and eager look. Luckily, the other students were still filing in and milling about, and no one was looking her way. She chided herself to be more careful.

But then Alan sat down in his front row seat and removed the book. Glory caught a glimpse of the obscene bulge in his shorts, and that set her heart racing. She turned to face the chalkboard to make sure her expression wasn't too obvious. She thought, Good God! That kid is well-hung! I'm going to be feasting on that in exactly one hour! Actually, it's not so much the size. It is long, and its thickness is even nicer, but what I really love is the taste! This is why I should never have gotten intimate with a student. How will I be able to make it through class, when all I'll be able to think about is the creamy load he'll be shooting down my throat?!

Glory kept her cool after that, outwardly, and taught her class as usual. But thoughts of sucking Alan's cock were never far from her mind.

And Alan was thinking along similar lines. Sometimes his penis went flaccid, but it stayed stiff more often as the end of the class drew close. He kept fidgeting in his chair and glancing at the clock.

Finally, mercifully, the bell rang. Alan stayed in his seat while all the other students walked out, because he was so very erect and horny.

Glory was fidgeting too, and even wiggling her hips impatiently. When the last student left, she went to the door and checked to make sure it had shut all the way and automatically locked. She exhaled with relief. "Thank fucking GOD!" She turned to Alan and started taking her clothes off. "Get your ass over here, young man! You're in trouble!"

He knew he wasn't in real trouble, but he grinned and asked, "What kind of trouble?"

"Cramming your cock all the way down my throat trouble!" She pointed a finger at him as if she was angry. "You're gonna do that right now and you're gonna like it!"

He laughed heartily at that "punishment." He stayed in his seat.

Glory walked towards him while shedding her clothes. "I thought I told you to get up!"

He groaned lustily. "So horny! All I've been doing is thinking about you. I honestly don't know if I can walk in this condition."

"Don't worry; your teacher is here to help." She'd just finished taking off all of her clothes except for her heels, so she struck a seductive pose right in front of him. Then, on a whim, she put her jacket back on, since she knew he got off on the fact that she was his teacher. To be honest, she got off on that fact just as much as he did. She struck another pose. "Does this help you?"

"No!" His sexual need was so great that he nearly felt dizzy.

"Whip it out!" she commanded. "I saw that 'package' you brought into my class. For the entire hour, all I could think about was craning my jaw open wide and sliding my lips up and down your fat motherfucker!"

He got out of his seat and sat up on his desk. As he unzipped his shorts, he said, "Glory, I've gotta warn you, I'm not likely to last long..."

"So be it!" She dropped to her knees in front of his, grasped his shaft, and started to suck.

Fuuuuuck me! he screamed in his mind, as the erotic pleasure hit him like a punch to the gut. So fucking INTENSE! UNGH!

He was **** to clench his PC muscle from the get go. It felt like riding a wild, bucking bronco.

Glory was serious about getting him to cum, and fast. She sucked him with a feverish hunger, which meant her suction was extremely tight and non-stop. But that was just the side show, because she concentrated on her tongue work.

After about a minute, he managed to at least cope with the situation enough to coherently think. Whoa! Wow! Tooootally worth the wait! Man, to think that I lusted after Glory for two plus years, based entirely on her looks and her personality. I had no idea she was such a sex vixen! And I had no clue whatsoever that she's the queen of cocksuckers! I mean, Aunt Suzy is great. Okay, Suzanne is probably tops. But she has an unfair advantage due to her extraordinarily long tongue. Glory's just got it goin' on! And that's not even counting her deep throating. She's even better than Aunt Suzy at that!

He looked down at her. She was still wearing her jacket. And it's beyond wild that she's my friggin' teacher! It's like I'm living in a porn film. Except I really do love her! And I'm not just saying that because she's a total stone fox and a blowjob maniac! Although that certainly fucking helps! MAN!

She finally took her jacket off, because it was cramping her style. She was putting her entire body into her cocksucking.

Another minute passed, and he thought, Man, I'm so fucking lucky! When I think how I was treated this morning, even I can't believe it. And it happened to ME! I'm totally undeserving. Half the time, all I do is just sit or stand there while someone sucks my soul straight out of my cock! Like what Glory's doing to me now. But I need to at least TRY to be more deserving. I need to give back. Be a more active lover. Make sure that SHE gets lots of orgasms!

Those were good ideas in theory, but at the moment he couldn't do anything but hang on for dear life. He closed his eyes and clenched his teeth. But he couldn't even clench his teeth for long, because he started panting so heavily.

He could tell this was not going to be one of those times where he'd be saved by a well-timed strategic pause. He even tried to disengage at one point, just to see if he could. But, as he'd figured, Glory really needed his cum, and she wasn't going to let him stop for anything.

Besides, Alan didn't have his usual determination not to cum, thanks to his dick being erect off and on for the last four hours, plus his overall tiredness. He checked the clock on the wall, and managed to hold out for a full five minutes. He considered lasting anything less than that downright disrespectable.

But he unexpectedly lost control after only five minutes or so and blew his load into her mouth. Mindful of the fact they were on the second floor of the school building, he quietly hissed even though he wanted to shout. "I'm gonna blow!"

Glory thought, FINALLY! It hadn't been that long in terms of minutes, but she'd been going all out. So she was very glad when she felt his cum fire into the back of her mouth. She carefully bobbed on him near the middle of his cockhead, because she wanted his cum to spray all over the insides of her mouth instead of down her throat, so she could fully savor the taste.

When the cum ran out, she pulled her lips off and wiped her chin with a satisfied sense of accomplishment. She was keeping some of his cum on her tongue to savor it even more.

But then she looked around where she was and who she was with, and she felt guilt hit her. God dammit! I've got a boyfriend already. And Alan is my student. This couldn't be any more wrong, unless he was my son on top of that. Shit. But dammit, I really, really needed that! And not just for the sweet taste. I'm having too much fun tempting danger by sucking cock in my classroom!

Still feeling guilty and regretful, she said to him, "You know, you should just go. To the cafeteria. You need to eat a proper lunch. And spend time with your friends."

Feeling hurt, he asked, "Was I ... Did I cum too soon?"

"Oh, no! No, no, no! You lasted way more than expected, considering the situation. I hate to mention my boyfriend, but he never could have handled more than a minute or two of that. But we can't have you spending all of your lunches with me. Besides, you DO need to eat!"

That made him feel better. But still, he knew that she didn't cum herself, and he was determined to become a better and less selfish lover. So he said, "Okay, I'll go. But not until I get YOU to cum too. Besides, you're my teacher, and I need you to teach me something: how to find your G-spot!"

Her eyes went wide. "Oh no! Young man, don't even get started with that!" She was genuinely alarmed. She was starting to worry that she was becoming too hooked on these secret meetings with her favorite student. Today, her anticipation had very nearly ruined her ability to teach effectively. If he would make her cum every time, she'd get that much more hooked.

But Alan wouldn't take 'No' for an answer. Before long, he had Glory lying naked on the floor, with a big towel underneath her. He was between her legs with his face up to her crotch. He was still unsure of himself when it came to cunnilingus, and daunted by it too. That was especially true with Glory, since she had such great oral talents. So he focused entirely on using his fingers on her clit and pussy.

He was easily able to find her G-spot. It helped that he'd been playing around with the G-spots of Katherine and Amy recently; once he knew where one was and what it felt like, finding another was a cinch.

Glory's anticipation had been steadily growing through fourth period, and then the blowjob took her lust to a much higher level, even though she hadn't been thinking at all about cumming herself. As a result, it wasn't very hard for him to get her to cum. In fact, he managed to get two small orgasms out of her, and then a really big one.

After that one, she panted, "Enough! Go! Now! If you stay any longer, I'm gonna ... I don't know. Turn into a total slut!"

He crawled up onto her nude body and laid on top of her. He looked down into her eyes. "There's nothing wrong with that. Sex is great! Why not have lots of it?"

"UGGGH!" She winced and then closed her eyes. "You're ruining me, you know that? This is not how a teacher should behave. Someone could burst in that door at any moment, and my career would be over. We could be on the front page of the newspaper. I'm taking such a risk with you!"

He didn't know what to say to that, since it was a very good point. But his mouth was close to his, so he kissed her lips. They shared a kiss that was more affirming and loving than a passionate tongue duel, because they were both running low on energy.

At Glory's continued insistence, he did eventually get up and go to the cafeteria to be with his friends. Despite all the sexual activity, he still wound up with half the lunch period to eat something quickly.

He spent that time eating with his friends Sean and Peter. He would have rather spent the time with Glory just chatting, but he understood it was less risky if he spent more face time at school with his friends.