Kiss: Part 2

Chapter 4

Just as Alan was on the verge of cumming, Susan announced, "Hey, kids, the pancakes are ready, along with the rest of breakfast."

After some more prodding, Alan and Katherine disengaged and moved to the dining room. Susan had laid out the chickpea pancakes on the table, together with salsa and slices of avocado and tomato. And since they wanted to eat the pancakes while they were hot, and Susan was sticking to her "no touching" rule, Alan ate without any penis tending. As a result, by the time breakfast was over, he'd had such a prolonged break that his dick was fully recovered. It even briefly went flaccid at times (until he looked up and saw his naked sister or his nearly naked mother).

He'd eaten as fast as he could to get more fun time before school. With his meal finished, he thought how best to enjoy all that time. Since his mother said she didn't want to touch him, he didn't want to trick her into violating that - that wasn't his way, to directly subvert her wishes. However, he thought it would be nice if Susan and Katherine could physically bond some more. He figured that could help Susan in her slide to further sexual debauchery.

Recalling their previous morning kiss to help him, he once again pretended that he was having trouble getting and staying erect. Even as Katherine finished her meal and resumed jacking him off, he thought of disgusting things to **** himself to lose the erection.

The only problem was, between his sister's constant stroking, his mother's continued sexy contortions and wiggling in the kitchen, and the frequently arousing discussions about which girls at school he should have sex with, there was no way for him to lose his erection. Even thinking about two male sumo wrestlers trying to have sex with each other failed to have any effect on his dick.

So he decided to pretend. While Susan had her back turned, he said with feigned distress, "Oh no, Sis. Looks like I'm getting flaccid." He winked at Katherine and motioned at her towards Susan, then made silent kissy motions, so his sister got wise to his game.

Katherine had been about to resume sucking him, but instead she said, "Brother, what's going on? Arrrgh! So frustrating. I'm trying my best." She pretended to stroke his dick even more vigorously, but in fact it only looked that way from where Susan was, because her hand merely slid over open air around it. Katherine and Alan had the same goal in mind: a repetition of the sexual kissing between Katherine and Susan.

"Oh dear," said Susan when she noted Alan's predicament as she walked back over from the kitchen to collect the dishes (Katherine briefly reverted to really jacking him off while Susan was looking closely). "You've finished eating and you're losing it. You're not your usual erect self. Is there anything I can do to help?"

He suggested, "Well, you could take off your apron."

"Oh my. Hmmm. I suppose I have ****." Her pretend **** fooled no one. Soon, not only was she stripped down to just her glasses and high heels, but she preened and posed in the sexiest manner possible.

All the while, she kept watching Katherine stroke Alan's boner. There was no denying the visual evidence that his erection was as stiff as ever, but he kept sighing and acting like there was a problem. Plus Katherine played along, acting frustrated.

Susan tried to step up her game. Already she'd been moaning so erotically that it sounded like she was working herself up to a big climax. Now, she bent over, clutched her hefty globes from below, and purred, "Angel, when am I going to get MY turn? That looks soooo yummy! After he paints your face, can he paint mine? MMMM! Tiger, please! Let me suck and stroke you just a little bit? Mmmm ... Let your big-titted mommy show what she can do with her hungry, hungry lips and needy tongue..."

Alan thought, God DAMN! I'm not made of stone here. How can I not react to that?! If my friends only knew the kinds of things that happen to me in the mornings ... No one would believe it! Somehow, he managed to frown and shake his head in disappointment.

Susan kept on showing off her perfect body at different angles and poses while saying sexy things, but seemingly to no effect. After a while, she asked, "Angel, dear, can't you try any harder?"

Katherine falsely complained. "I've been trying all my best stroking moves, but if I stop for even a second I can feel him going flaccid. It's just not happening like it should. And my mouth is all tired out from sucking him earlier."

Susan frowned. "What, from just a couple minutes, and before breakfast, no less? Angel, you have to do a lot better than that! And just when I was thinking that you were doing so well, too. Being one of his personal cocksuckers carries certain responsibilities, and probably the most important one is being able to orally demonstrate your love for very long periods of time!"

Katherine sighed, annoyed that her reputation was taking a minor hit in order to keep up the pretense. "I know. But sometimes I just get tired. I'm sure I'll be okay in a little while. Do you want to take over until then?"

A worried look crossed Susan's face, and she held her hands up defensively. "No! Please no! Don't tempt me like that!"

Katherine pretended disappointment, but she was secretly relieved that Susan hadn't called her bluff. Then she looked up into Alan's eyes and eagerly asked, "Big Thermos Bottle Brother, would it help if Mom and I kissed again, like we did the day before yesterday?"

"Yeah, that would be a big help, Sticky Little Sister," he replied, but even the idea of the kiss made it hard for him to keep up his flaccid pretense. He added, "But not a mere hello or goodbye kiss. We're talking a serious, long, super sexy naked-body-to-naked-body kiss. That's what it would take."

Luckily, Susan and Katherine already looked at each other hungrily, even though Susan also looked quite worried after hearing his description.

There were a lot of things Susan could have suggested to do first. For instance, she could have asked Katherine to see if a titfuck would be more effective. Or she could have tried a handjob, titfuck, or blowjob herself (although that would have violated her new "no touching" rule). Plus, she could have pointed out that Alan's dick was as stiff as it could get already, so there was no need to do anything special in the first place. But she didn't make any of these suggestions because she was very keen on being "****" to do the kiss, even though she tried to maintain the thin pretense to herself and the others that she wasn't.

She said in a **** voice, "I suppose we'll have to do that then ... But Angel, this is for Tiger's special problem this morning, so let's not make this a regular habit, okay?"

"Okay," replied Katherine, also knowing full well that when Susan said something like that it invariably meant a further slide down the slippery slope. But it was good to stay mum about such things.

Susan gulped, and thought, Here I go again! I was just saying to myself how I have no self-control, and now look at me. Why do I have the feeling we're going to be doing this every morning before long? This is why I need to see the psychologist, to retain some control over my own children. I'm completely nonfunctional except as a cocksucker and sex object. How will I survive in society without my husband's money, if I keep going like this?

But Susan was hot to trot. Not allowing herself to even touch her son's dick all morning, plus all the talking and posing, had put her in a **** state.

She thought to herself as she contemplated the make out session, I'm too horny! I shouldn't be doing this when I'm so frustratingly close to climax. And I must admit that I'm getting even hotter thinking about kissing Angel again. What's worse is having to do it naked. But Tiger ordered me to be naked, so of course I have ****.

The shameful thing is that I love it! I'm beginning to think like Amy; clothes are just so WRONG! Well, except for high heels of course. I'm so glad I'm wearing mine!

Maybe if I give Angel a really intense kiss and run my hands all over her sexy body, Tiger will see what a shameless slut I am. It's important that I disabuse him of his illusions about me. Then he'll know why I have to get help for my uncontrollable, sinful cravings. Maybe this psychologist will tell me that I'm a hopeless case and that there's no recourse for me but to be a naked cum-guzzling slut for my son, forever and ever! We have to get over his aversion to the word "slut," because we're all his happy sluts! First, I'll give him a slutty striptease performance. He seemed to really enjoy that the other night, so I should do more of those.

Susan started a "striptease" to another one of Harry Belafonte's calypso tunes, although she had no clothes left to take off. Partly she figured that would help get her in the mood. But mostly, each day that passed she grew more justifiably proud about her remarkable, voluptuous body, and she simply loved showing it off for her son.

Katherine saw what Susan was doing, and thought, Why am I just sitting here? She stood up, and started dancing and gyrating even though she had nothing left to take off either.

This put them in direct competition with each other for Alan's attentions. Due to their high heels they couldn't get that athletic, so it was more a matter of projecting a sultry attitude.

Alan could see trouble brewing from this situation. He had them stand right next to each other so he could pretty much gawk at both of them at the same time. That kept the jealousy in check, though Susan and Katherine did shoot some competitive looks at each other while they danced. He kept his hands over his hard-on in the probably unnecessary precaution of preventing his mother from seeing that his dick was already fully erect, and thus calling off the kiss.

He thought to himself as he surreptitiously rubbed his erection a little bit, I've probably seen more tits and ass in the last couple of weeks alone than most men see in their entire lifetimes. I wonder how many other kids in my class this morning are getting blown and stroked all through breakfast and then get to see their sister and mother do striptease-style dances and a passionate mouth-to-mouth kiss? Ha! Nobody!

And nobody has a sister and mother who look half as hot as mine do either. Heh!

Well, now that I think about it, obviously Brad does. But I've stolen Amy and Aunt Suzy from that family completely. It's like I have two mothers and sisters now. I'd like to know Brad better so I could find out why he's such a fucking idiot not to bang them, not that I'd ever try to enlighten him on his stupidity. But dang, look at this!

Alan was distracted by the way that both Katherine and Susan stopped dancing, leaned forward, and let their heavy racks drop down. They looked back and forth at each other, making sure to strike the exact same position, despite the lack of any prompting to do so.

Susan thought as she blushed furiously, This is so terribly shameful! But it's so, so very HOT! It's like I'm proudly saying that I'm nothing but a hot body and huge pair of tits for my son's endless amusement, and I approve of him using Angel in the exact same way! Mother and daughter, nothing but his big-titted sex toys. Why does this arouse me so much?! Why do I get so excited thinking about the effect this will have on his big fat cock? Just look how stiff it is in his hands! I've given up my wedding ring and my whole darn marriage for him, and I'm going to make out with Angel next. Do I have no shame?!

Katherine merely thought, This is too cool! I can't believe Mom is up for doing this with me. I can't wait to tell Aims. Oh boy! This is the life of a happy fuck toy!

As Alan sat and watched, he went from merely greatly aroused to absolutely astounded as the implications of their identical poses sank in. God DAMN! I'm having a serious mental orgasm right now! I'm flying so high that it's not even funny! If I were a guy and I had a girlfriend strike a pose like that, it would be crazy awesome. But to have TWO at the same time ... the mind boggles! It's like they're willing to do literally anything and everything to get my dick throbbing with pleasure. AND, they're not just any two women, they're my smoking hot Mom and Sis! Oh God, and so stacked! From this angle, it looks like they're all legs and boobs. I swear, I'm so horny and excited that my entire body is trembling! If things get any better, I'm gonna spontaneously cum, without even touching my dick!

At first, Susan felt very ashamed and shy about her pose, even though she'd done it voluntarily. Seeing her own daughter in the exact same position increased her shame, but it simultaneously gave her confidence. It helped that while Susan was blushing, Katherine was beaming with pleasure, showing no **** at all. Katherine was having a ball.

That attitude rubbed off on Susan, and seeing Alan's penis towering out of his lap stiff and strong emboldened her even more. Soon, she was smiling too. As if reading Alan's recent thoughts, she wanted to make him so insanely aroused that he'd cum despite the lack of any tactile stimulation. So she said, "Tiger, you meanie!"

This startled him out of his lusty daze. "Uh ... what do you mean?"

Susan pouted sexily, "Making your mommy and sister strike such lewd poses. It's outrageous! It should be a scandal. Is there no end to the depths of the depravity around here?"

At first, Alan was hurt, because he thought his mother was truly offended and unhappy. But he was learning, thanks to other similar situations recently. Despite the redness of her blush, he could see she was happy and very horny too. So instead of going with his first instinct to apologize, he said, "No."

Susan thought she'd been asking a rhetorical question, so she didn't expect that. "No?!"

Alan spoke with increasing confidence. "I said no. There is no end to the depravity. This is how things should be around here. Don't you agree, Sis?"

Katherine could see where he was going with this, and she was delighted to play along. "Oh, definitely! The way I see it, there are two kinds of people here. One, there are the handsome young sons with their powerful, stiff cocks. We're blessed with one of those, who happens to be right around here, as a matter of fact." She winked playfully at him while still maintaining her lewd bent-over pose.

She continued, "And two, there are the beautiful women, the sexy and big-titted women, with their hot cunts, hard nipples, and needy mouths. And when I say needy, I mean we need your stiff cock sliding between our lips like we need air to breathe! We neeeed to run our tongues all over your thick, throbbing, and oh-so HOT cock-meat! Right, Mom?"

Susan was hanging on every word. She was finding it increasingly difficult to maintain her absurd pose, because her chest was heaving for air. As a result, she was unready to speak, and just said, "Uh..."

Katherine plowed on, "And what's worse is, you know it! You know how much we need your cock in our hands, in our cleavage, and especially in our hungry mouths! Hungry for SPERM! Your delicious, sweet sperm! So that gives you ALL the power! You can make us pose like this. You can make us CRAWL! And BEG! And PLEAD! Humiliate us in the worst way! But we don't care, we'll do it all, because we're hooked on cock! Your cock! Somehow, you've turned your very own sister and mother into your big-titted playthings! Isn't that right, Mom?"

Susan thought to herself, I can't agree! Can't agree! That'll just make it worse! But she was so out of control horny that she practically shouted, "It's so true! Every last word! Oh, Son! Have mercy! I'm embarrassed too much already. Don't ... don't make it any worse!"

Katherine giggled, she was so pleased at Susan's response. Goading her more, she asked, "You mean like making us swing our tits in circles?"

Susan felt shivers run down her spine. She instantly knew what she wanted to do, and even had to do. It was such a thrilling prospect that she thought she might faint.

Looking at each other, as if reading minds, Susan and Katherine smiled and then simultaneously moved their shoulders so their boobs started to swirl around in circles. With their eyes still seductively locked on one another and their arms pinned behind their backs, they managed to keep their boobs swinging in perfect time. Then they looked at him and smiled giant shit-eating grins.

Alan thought, This is nuts! I'm not making them do anything! You'd think I'm cracking a whip, but it's like they're running with their submissive fantasies and I'm just along for the ride. The problem is, it's too, too much! I really am gonna cum on the spot! If they so much as touch my dick, I'm gonna shoot a load clear over their heads!

Susan must have known that if their antics didn't keep Alan erect then nothing on Earth could. Plus, there was no hiding the visual evidence - Alan was so horny that he felt like his boner was three feet long. Even as she remained bent over with her tits swinging in circles, she asked him provocatively while staring directly at his exposed erection, "Tiger, how's it hanging? Are you still going to **** me to make out with my own daughter?"

He looked down into his lap as if he didn't know that he had a raging and pulsing hard-on already. He lied, "I'll admit my dick is doing better, but you'd better share a really sultry kiss just to be sure."

He hated to lie to Susan, but in this case it was okay because he knew that she really knew what was happening and that she wanted him to lie about it. Besides, he knew she could easily see that his cock was as stiff as it could get, so it was like they were all playing along. The mood had become so erotic that events had their own momentum.

Chapter 5

Susan felt shivers run down her spine again. She sighed theatrically as she stood back up. "You heard what he said, Angel. I guess we're going to have to pretend to be two totally lesbian nymphos, deeply in love with each other."

Mother and daughter wordlessly leaned into each other and held on in a tight embrace. They exchanged deep, loving looks and for the moment Alan was forgotten. Both of them knew they didn't need to pretend about being deeply in love with each other, it's just that they never expressed their love in a physical way before.

The two women went at it with gusto. They engaged in a thorough lip-lock, tongues happily dueling in each other's mouth. Their hands roamed everywhere, even more than their last kiss on Alan's behalf, which was saying something.

For instance, Katherine stuck her leg between Susan's and used her thigh to rub against her mother's hairy pussy. Then Susan did the same to her daughter. Their thighs became much wetter than they already were from all the flowing pussy juices being spread around.

Katherine mostly kept her hands on Susan's ass, slowly working her way into her ass crack and then down until she could touch her pussy. By the end of the kiss, she had found her mother's asshole and was wantonly probing the sensitive ring, although not plunging a finger directly into it.

As the kissing went on, Susan thought, This is my lot in life! Tiger just admitted that we're his big-titted playthings! That proves it! Humiliation is my fate. It doesn't matter if I enjoy kissing my daughter or not. It's gonna happen! It's gonna happen over and over again! I'm going to get to know every single square inch of her body. And Suzanne's body. And Amy's body! Plus the many other personal cocksuckers that he collects like so many stamps in a stamp collection. Oh God! So hot!

So why try to fight it? Mmmm! So yummy! Kissing a woman is just as good as kissing a man, except their bodies are softer and curvier and are all around more fun to play with. I can understand why Tiger loves boobs so much. I can feel my own pressing up against two delightfully soft pillows! Mmmm! And then, when our nipples rub together ... Oh my goodness! My heart is pounding too hard. I still think I'm going to pass out!

Dear Lord, my pussy is on fire! It's smelling up the room, and plus the smell of Angel's pussy ... what a heady mixture! I could faint!

Needless to say, Katherine was ecstatic, although her thoughts were a little different. I can't believe I'm making out with MOM! AGAIN! But what's more amazing is that she's so into it. You'd think she'd be shy or hesitant about it, but no. This is a serious take-my-breath-away soul kiss! And our nipples are rubbing together, and our crotches are rubbing together, and I'm playing with her ass to my heart's content! Plus, she's playing with MINE! Is that mind blowing, or what?!

And as if that isn't great enough, this is just the warm-up! I can see out of the corner of my eye that Brother's cock is as stiff and long and thick as it usually is, and the odds are good I'm gonna be feasting on it some more in a little while. Now that Mom is starting to understand that she's one of his big-titted fuck toys, I hope she's keen to lick it together with me again! Whoa! And then we'll snowball his cum back and forth as we make out afterwards!

Oh no! It's too much! Gonna cum! Katherine did climax, but she managed to hide it so it seemed only like she was trembling from head to toe. The passionate necking went on.

So far, Katherine had carefully avoided touching Susan's pussy, just as Susan avoided touching hers. But eventually she worked herself up to such a heated pitch that she couldn't resist, and she ran her fingers right over her mother's clit and wet lips.

Susan had been hovering at the edge of a great orgasm for virtually their entire make-out session, and that touch was what she needed to go over the edge. Her body shook all over, but she was so embarrassed that she managed not to scream out loud. Oh no! I'm cumming! I'm cumming while kissing my DAUGHTER! So wrong! So wrong! But oh so right! YESSSS!

When the orgasm subsided, her energy seemed to completely drain from her. Katherine was **** to hold her up, or she would have collapsed like invisible puppet strings had been cut.

A minute or two later, Susan suddenly remembered where she was and what had happened. She looked at the clock on the wall and realized the need for her children to get to school in time. She finally disentangled her body from her daughter.

She was relieved that it was over. She didn't regret it, but she didn't want to think about it either. Then, panting, she looked over at Alan and noticed that he'd put his robe back on, but it was wide open in front. That reminded her about his boner.

She walked around the table so she could have a good look at his crotch. She saw to her dismay that he was still openly masturbating himself to the sight of the kiss.

She pointed her finger accusingly and said, "Tiger, don't you EVER let me catch you masturbating yourself, not when your sister or your mommy can help you out instead! That's an order! We live to guzzle your thick cum juice down our throats, and it just breaks my heart to see it wasted. Don't even THINK about touching yourself anymore. Is that clear? You know that the Bible says it's a sin to spill your seed onto the ground. It belongs on or in one of your big-titted babes, and that's an order too!"

"Okay, Mom," he said with a roll of his eyes, as if she had criticized him for not taking out the trash. While he still looked away, he felt a warm sensation around his shaft and realized it was his mother's quick-acting mouth. He was shocked at how quickly and quietly she'd knelt into position.

Katherine butted in. "Um, Mom, you said I could do it all by myself this morning, remember? I have permission for one and a half times, and don't tell me I did all that stroking earlier without a spermy payoff!"

Susan's mouth was occupied, but she managed to say, "Yeah but..." "don't you have to..." "get ready..." "for school now?"

"I only have to dress and get my book bag. And what about your "no touching" rule? You were really adamant about that a little while ago."

Susan stopped sucking. "Dammit. All right. This exact damn thing happened to me last night with Suzanne. Why is everyone conspiring to deny me cock? I know I said I shouldn't touch, but how can I keep away and let Tiger **** himself like that?"

No one answered her, so she said, "Go dress and get your book bag, and then he's all yours."

Katherine considered that, and then said, "Only if you let me suck him when I get back."

"Fie." Susan was trying to say "Fine," but it came out muffled because she was already bobbing down to his sweet spot and then some.

Katherine took off like a rocket for her bedroom.

Susan sighed with contentment. Ah! Finally! Bliss! This doesn't really count as violating my "no touching" rule, 'cos I'm only keeping his cock hot and hard until Angel gets back. Plus, if it weren't for me, he'd still be committing the Sin of Onan. Besides, I'm not touching him that much. Mmmm. I mean, besides my tongue and lips sliding all over his magnificent shaft ... Mmmm! Besides that, I'm only fondling his balls a little bit. Well, that and my other hand jacking off his long, thick shaft. Ah, so much COCK to play with! But still, when you get right down to it, I'm mostly just touching his sweet spot, and I'm touching that A LOT!

She giggled happily. Her head twisted this way and that as she practiced some of her more difficult moves.

Katherine came back down far too quickly for Susan's tastes, since the girl had only selected her school clothes and brought them with her instead of putting them on upstairs. Katherine bee-lined straight to where Susan knelt, and tapped her urgently on the shoulder. "Okay, Mom. Time's up."

Susan finally and very reluctantly stood up. However, she still kept one hand on Alan's erection, as if she was permanently tethered to it. "Very well. You see? I'm in control. I know how to share." Her hand jacked her son off even as she said this.

Katherine maneuvered her way in between Alan's legs and said, "Okay, Mom, thank you very much, I'll take over now."

"Oh, poo! ... All right." But Susan still didn't let go. Her hand slipped up and down, up and down, his pre-cum soaked shaft.

"Mom, you have to actually take your hand off of Big Redwood Tree Brother's thick tree trunk." Katherine rather forcibly took Susan's hands away and replaced them with her mouth.

Susan still would not be denied. She managed to keep fondling his balls for a bit until Katherine shifted positions and blocked Susan's access.

Susan stood back, but then asked, "Do you think maybe a double blowjob is needed?"

Katherine was greatly tempted, because that sounded like lot of fun for everyone, but she was irked at Susan trying to be a cock hog. She managed to shake her head no as she bobbed.

Susan pleaded, "Can I at least fingerfuck his ass?"

"Nope." Katherine resented having to play second fiddle to her mother every morning, so she was determined to hold Susan to her pledge to let her daughter have all of Alan for once. Hoping that she was all done talking, she really went to town with her bobbing, flicking her tongue at Alan's sweet spot even as her lips repeatedly slid back and forth over it.

Susan sighed heavily as she watched her daughter take full control. She said, "Okay. Then you two obviously don't need me." She let out another big sigh, as if fishing for sympathy.

Katherine's body mostly blocked Susan's view of Alan's crotch, so Susan stared at Katherine's backside instead. She found herself fondly recalling the heavy make-out session they had just concluded. She was very tempted to roam her hands over Katherine's butt, especially as her daughter's wet pussy was easily visible as the butt wiggled high in the air.

She thought, I think Tiger needs a really powerful ejaculation to get him through the rest of the morning. It's not like I WANT to fondle my daughter's marvelous ass, I'm no lesbian ... But if he were to think I was getting all lesbo on my own daughter, wouldn't that cause him to shoot his load with even more gusto?

Her thoughts were interrupted by Alan. "Sis, that's great, but remember that I have to go to school early today. So I'm not going to try to hold out very long." He wanted to get to school early so he could talk to Glory before his classes started.

Susan watched. She couldn't quite bring herself to roam her hands over her daughter's butt. Frustrated at being only a spectator, she made to leave the room, but was annoyed that no one paid her the slightest attention to her, as they were both far too involved with the blowjob. She said, "Have a good day at school."

Alan grunted in reply, "Thanks, Mom."

Katherine also said, "Shanks, Maab," but her words were muffled by the thick erection in her mouth.

In a further attempt to get some attention, Susan said, "Angel, I really should punish you for touching me in such naughty ways during our kiss."

But that didn't get any response at all. Katherine seemed completely consumed with her oral task. She was hmmming and moaning and writhing like she was already in the throes of an orgasm. Knowing that Alan wasn't going to last long, she wasn't trying to hold out either.

Alan stood up so his sister could fingerfuck his ass as she fondled his balls and sucked his rod with every trick she knew.

She knew he was in a rush, so she bobbed on him faster and faster, and with greater suction. She moaned and slurped so loudly that Susan wondered if she'd have to shout to be heard.

Susan continued to stand and stare. She found that she was unable to leave the room, even though she wanted to. My goodness! My pussy is terribly hot, wet, twitching, and needy. I think I could cum again, right now. But no. I'm going to be good and not masturbate while watching. After all, this morning is all about proving to myself that I have some self-control. My brief cocksucking didn't really count as touching since it had been less than five minutes. Compared to my usual daily efforts, that's nothing. Plus, I was just keeping it warm from my darling Angel.

She found herself slowly slipping, literally. Her legs started to spread wider and wider, as if she was slowly doing the splits. Her hands began to wander across her body. She caught them drifting down below her belly button and kept them frozen there, just inches from the top of her dark brown bush.

Then she saw all the signs of Alan's impeding climax. Even from across the room, she could see his balls tighten and Katherine's lips speed their sliding along his thick rod. Her daughter's head was moving back and forth so frantically that it almost seemed like a blur.

But then, just as suddenly, Katherine's head came to a near stop. Her cheeks bulged and her whole head shook as if the **** of Alan's seed blasting into her mouth was driving her head backwards.

Susan couldn't stop herself anymore. She spread her legs even wider and began frigging her pussy with one hand. "Oh God, it's so hot! So hot! Suck him dry, Angel!" She brought her other hand to her mouth and stuffed four fingers in it, pushing them in and out as if they were Alan's erection.

Katherine's eyes rolled up in her head as she had a great orgasmic experience of her own at the same time Alan did.

When their mutual climaxes passed, Katherine kept right on sucking, even though she could feel her brother's boner going flaccid in her mouth. Even when he sat back down in his chair, she managed to keep on.

She thought, So good! I simply can't get enough. What's neat is that I'm finding it easier to climax with each passing day. I absolutely adore giving blowjobs, maybe even as much as Mom does! I can't understand how some women don't like them at all. Losers! I love the feeling of my mouth being completely stuffed to bursting with hot cock. I love the power of making Brother cum, sometimes even when he's used every control trick not to. I love the smell, the texture, the taste - everything!

But the kicker is that my own blowjob orgasms are always great! I've learned that all I have to do is touch my clit at the height of a blowjob and, WHAMMO! I can always get off in perfect time with my loving brother. Then there's the reward of all the tasty cum to be consumed. My mouth is full of it. I'm in spermy bliss!

She finally pulled off his dick in order to fully concentrate on savoring her "cum snack." She had truly come to love the taste more than the most delicious and sinful dessert imaginable.

Susan knew that delightful taste extremely well. It was the height of frustration for her to have to watch Katherine's cheeks puff in and out because she knew that meant the cum was being consumed by someone else. She could even watch the twitching in her daughter's throat as the cum passed down it. Her whole body fidgeted in frustration as Katherine ostentatiously gargled with Alan's cum and made contented purring sounds.

With Katherine's mouth still holding lots of her brother's cum, she tilted her head back so as not to lose it before managing to say, "Mom, I was listening to you. You mentioned something about punishments. That reminds me. You were supposed to get a spanking yesterday, but that didn't happen because Suzanne was gone all day. But we're not going to forget about it today, so look forward to it."

Susan gasped and nodded meekly. It was increasingly questionable just who was in charge of the family now, Susan or her children, and in particular Alan. Susan knew that he could order her about and she'd follow any reasonable command, just so long as she got her daily cum fix in the end. She was beyond horny all the time. It was only the fact that Alan was a loving and kind son that saved her from constant degradation and humiliation.

He had no idea how easy it would be to fuck her in every hole any time he liked. He foolishly continued to believe that when she said no she really meant it.

Seeing Katherine continuing to swirl Alan's cum around in her mouth was almost more frustration than Susan could take. She'd had a climax of her own and now she was having depressing post-orgasmic second thoughts.

She couldn't even wait to see her children out the door as she always did, not even to get her goodbye kisses. But before she went upstairs to mope, Katherine stood up and said, "Hey! Mom, what about our goodbye kisses?"

Susan sadly waved a hand over herself. "No. Look at me. I'm naked, wet, and horny. This is no way for a mother to behave, even when she has a wonderful son with special cocky needs. I really need to give Tiger's cock and balls a thorough cleaning. Especially since we can't let him go to school all cummy and smelly."

As Susan was talking, Katherine closed the distance to her. She interrupted her and said, "Don't worry, you just saw me giving him a cleaning of sorts. Besides, I promise it'll be a very spermy kiss. I swallowed some, but kept more in my mouth."

"Oh!" Susan opened her mouth wide in surprise. She put up no resistance while her daughter kissed her on the lips.

Alan would have loved to stay and watch, but he really did want to get to school early. He rushed upstairs to change and wash up, since he smelled of sex now (and he knew a more thorough "cleaning" by Susan's tongue wasn't enough to get rid of it).

The kiss went on a very long time. They snowballed Alan's cum back and forth until it was all gone, and then they kept right on kissing. As their passions grew and grew, their hands fondled all over too.

After a while, Susan thought, Oh no! This is bad! Really bad. Tiger isn't even here to watch, and the sperm is gone, so what's my excuse? Sure, there's the goodbye kissing tradition, but how does that explain how my hands ... Oh! ... They're touching such naughty places! This is wrong, wrong, wrong! And with a GIRL! My own daughter! Oh Dear Lord, please don't send me to Hell!

Susan couldn't really think of an excuse to justify her behavior, but she was too far gone to stop. She pretty much turned off her mind and gloried in fondling her daughter's breasts and especially her nipples.

When Alan got back downstairs, Susan was still in Katherine's embrace, but her eyes were closed and she was slumped down like she was comatose.

Katherine whispered to Alan in explanation, "I touched her clit and she just exploded! Again! That's what happened to end the earlier kiss too. I'm surprised you didn't hear her screams. I seriously think she's passed out or something. Can you help me lift her to the sofa?"

Alan grinned widely. "Sure."

He and Katherine were able to leave for school shortly after that without further incident, mostly because Susan was only semi-conscious at best. He was a bit disappointed that he didn't get a goodbye kiss from her too, but that was small potatoes indeed compared to all the great fun he'd had.

For once, Katherine was very happy with the way things had gone. Alan had given her the loving attention that he had showered on Suzanne and Susan lately. Furthermore, her physical relationship with Susan had grown by leaps and bounds. She wasn't sure exactly how bisexual Susan would end up being, but even if it was only this much, that was extremely good news, and far more than she would have suspected a few weeks ago.

Chapter 6

Lately, Alan had gotten good at arriving at school as late as possible to maximize the fun time at home. But he arrived fifteen minutes early because he had some burning questions for Glory. He rushed to her classroom and closed the propped-open door behind him. He was glad to see than no other students had arrived yet.

Glory was grading papers behind her desk. She looked up in pleasant surprise to see him.

However, Alan was rather more muted in his affections because he was still miffed by the "Michelle incident" from the day before. He gave her a perfunctory smile, but didn't kiss her. He said, "Morning, Glory. I gotta be quick before the other students come in. But I just had to ask you: was there really a Michelle in the closet yesterday? I still can't figure that out."

"No. There wasn't. I told you that already."

"You told me lots of things yesterday, and most of them were tricks and lies. How do I know you're being honest about this?"

She looked up at Alan with concern. "Young man, just what is up with you today? Are you still upset with the spanking?"

"Yes. It was very upsetting. You must have gotten a sense of how I felt when I spanked you at the end while you had the blindfold on. That blindfold was the killer."

She replied, "I have some sense now, yes. But maybe it wasn't the same, because you didn't know what was real, and I did. I'll say it again: I'm really sorry. And I swear on my grandfather's grave that there was no Michelle. Pretending and tricking during a role-play is one thing, but I wouldn't lie to you now."

"If there was no Michelle, then whose voice was that on the tape recording? There's no way that was your voice."

"Sorry, that's a secret. I can't tell you, and you'll just have to trust me as to why."

"Glory! Argh! That's frustrating."

"I'm sorry about that too. It's nothing to worry about. Trust me on that. By the way, check this out." She walked to the closet in the corner of the room where Alan thought Michelle had been hidden. She opened the door, reached deep into a pile of junk, and pulled out some clothes. She held them up briefly and revealed them to be nun and priest outfits.

She grinned an infectious grin. "For lunch. Start your role-play fantasizing." She closed the closet and returned to her desk.

"I don't think we should meet for lunch," he said rather petulantly.

"Oh, come on. Don't hold a grudge. How much more sorry can I be? I'm not going to do anything remotely like that to you ever again. Remember that I would do anything to make it up for you? Let me start today. Also, I only have a one-day rental on these things, so this is your one chance to act out your nun fantasies."

He wavered and finally gave in. "Okay. You got me with the nun thing. But I can only be there twenty minutes at most. I have other people I'd like to spend time with. I'll see you later."

He was still very bitter and hoped that she would understand when he said, "I have other people I'd like to spend time with," he meant, "I'm going to be having sex with other women during lunch instead of you." He wanted to upset her and make her jealous. His emotions were all tumbled around due to the spanking incident, and he was acting with surprising immaturity for him.

Luckily, Glory didn't appear too bothered by his comments.

He started to walk away.

But before he got more than a couple of steps away, Glory stood up and said, "Hey, where do you think you're going?"

"What does it look like? I'm leaving. Gotta get to class."

"No, you don't. You still have time. And I don't want you to leave feeling miffed."

He replied, "Oh yeah? Well, I am miffed. What are you going to do about it?" He wasn't quite sure if he was joking with his defiant attitude or not.

She walked to where he stood, halfway between her desk and the door. "I'm going to do this." She wrapped her arms around him and kissed him hard on his lips.

He was **** to give in, because he didn't want her to think that she could easily manipulate him. However, he was a horny kid, and her kissing felt so good that he couldn't help but respond. Soon, he was kissing back with just as much passion and energy as she was displaying.

The only problem was that they were aware that they were in an unsafe place and time was running out. As a result, he fondled her, but he was careful to keep his hands outside her clothes. Mostly, he just squeezed her ass cheeks through her skirt, pulling her close.

She also was mindful not to go too far. She was pleased that his dick grew stiff almost immediately, but all she did was grasp it through his shorts.

At least, that was the plan. But somehow her fingers unzipped his fly and fished his erection out. Her fingers started sliding all over his shaft while they continued to neck with ever-increasing arousal.

After a couple of minutes, she broke the kiss. Smiling, she asked, "Am I forgiven?"

He replied, "Nah. Not really." Again, he wasn't sure if he was joking or not. He was trying to sound playful, but he still felt resentful about the whole Michelle incident.

"Oh, really?" She kept stroking his boner. "What do I have to do to earn your forgiveness? Maybe you'll have to tell me exactly what I have to do, and then at lunch I'll do it." She slowly slithered down his body, running her free hand down his tummy. "You might even be a really nasty, naughty young man and **** your teacher to do this."

Suddenly, she was on her knees, and she engulfed his cockhead and some.

As she started bobbing, he clutched her head, trying to cope with the huge surge of arousal that literally curled the toes in his sneakers. Oh, man! She's so fucking sexy! Best history teacher ever! He chuckled out loud at that.

She wondered what he was chuckling about, but she was too into sucking his cock to stop and ask.

But she was only at it a minute, two at the most, when there was a knock on the door.

She pulled her lips off his shaft in a flash and stood up. Her eyes were wide with fright. She hissed quietly at him, "Quick! Zip up! Look presentable! Do I look okay?"

He managed to tuck his stiff hard-on away, but at the same time he leered, "You look so much more than okay." He wrapped his arms around her and gave her another scorching French kiss.

But after just a few seconds, she pushed him away. "No time! Not now. You're incorrigible, Young Man, do you know that?" She patted herself down to make sure her clothes and hair were in place, even as she quickly headed to the door.

Before she reached it, she stopped and looked back at him to make sure he was presentable too. She whispered, but loud enough for him to hear, "That was just a taste. Wait until lunch. I'm gonna knock your socks off!"

He left her classroom right as her first student entered. The fewer people who saw that he'd been alone with her, the better. He still had a raging erection, and he was frustrated about getting all worked up and with no ability to do anything about it. But he willed his dick to grow flaccid before he made it very far down the hallway.

Dang! I so can't wait until lunch now! The only problem is, now I have three places I need to be. I've promised to finish off Janice's paint job, and I also want to share lunch with my friends, before they file a missing persons report on me. Especially since I saw Sean yesterday and strongly implied that I'd eat lunch with him. And, of course ... Glory! Glorious Glory!

Because of his new commitment with Glory, he went and found Janice and Heather before school started and rescheduled his plans with them for after school. That way, he could spilt his lunch between his male friends and Glory. That also allowed him to have a break between being with the cheerleaders and with Glory, which would give him more sexual energy for both.