Let's Have a Party: Part 3

Chapter 10

However, Suzanne was too turned on to just let Brenda leave that easily. She figured it was still possible for everyone remaining to have some more sexy fun, if she ably finessed the situation. She said, "Before you go, now that you know our sexual traditions, you have to follow them all. Another tradition we have is that whenever anyone comes or goes in this house, they have to French kiss each other hello or goodbye. It's only polite. I'm afraid, for your sake, that that includes women with women."

Susan was miffed by that, but thought, Damn! I just wish Brenda would leave already, and take her grossly oversized breasts with her. But Suzanne's right, and a rule's a rule. I can't really object to the kissing rule any more than I can object to the fact that Tiger has total say over what I can or can't wear.

One thing Susan had failed to mention to Brenda was the new "kissing tradition," out of her embarrassment over her own enthusiasm for it. So Brenda was taken by completely surprise when Suzanne leaned in and kissed her on the lips. Brenda reflexively tried to pull away, but Suzanne grabbed her by the back of the head and **** her to keep kissing.

Eventually, Brenda opened her mouth to Suzanne's probing tongue, then even put her own tongue in Suzanne's mouth and half-heartedly kissed back. Only then did Suzanne release Brenda's head, relocating her hands to Brenda's butt and pulling the two of them even closer together.

Brenda couldn't do anything with her hands because they were full of all the clothes she'd been about to put back on. This frustrated her immensely. At first, she wanted to use her hands to push Suzanne away. But Suzanne was a very talented kisser, and Brenda's resistance to any sexual advances had been obliterated over the course of the evening. As the kiss went on, Brenda grew increasingly tempted to use her hands to touch and caress. However, she still had a tiny shred of resistance left to something as shocking as woman-on-woman intimacy, and she continued to fight the urge to participate fully.

Suzanne finally released Brenda from their long kiss. She pulled back and said, "I thought you said that you'd be good, and that you'd do anything. If you want me to even consider you being invited back here before next Wednesday, then I expect a better kiss than that."

Brenda was shamefaced and red as a beet. She was certain that everyone there clearly recalled her earlier demand that she not participate in lesbian contact. Even so, she meekly said, "I'll be good ... for Alan. I'll do it for him. Let me try again." She glanced at him briefly, which only increased her humiliation, especially since he was in his T-shirt and shorts again and she and Suzanne were totally nude. She quickly turned away and raised her mouth again to meet Suzanne's.

Suzanne moved in closer, tilting her head down for another kiss.

Alan wanted to see a hotter kiss, and he realized that Brenda was constrained by all the clothes in her hands. So, at the last moment, he stepped forward and took them away from her. Then he put them on a distant table so they wouldn't be a bother to anyone.

This time, Brenda did her best to kiss Suzanne back. She tried to imagine that she was kissing Alan, which worked wonders for her enthusiasm. In fact, before long, she was kissing like a woman completely in lust. That wasn't actually far off the mark, because she was still coasting on the aftermath of her many orgasms earlier that evening. Now that she'd given in to her feelings instead of fighting them, she couldn't do enough to show Alan that she was worthy of him.

Brenda was now completely naked, with her hands free. There was nothing stopping Suzanne from giving in to her desire to grapple and grope Brenda's tits. However, she felt intimidated by the way a very stern-looking Susan was staring at her, she limited herself to just a few gropes of Brenda's bountiful melons, hoping that she could pass that off as incidental contact.

But Susan wasn't as upset as she appeared. She'd been watching and was sexually aroused by what she'd seen, despite her current huffy, jealous attitude. So, as the French kissing went on and on, she couldn't help but boast, "All of us busty ladies, we're nothing but Tiger's sex pets! If he wants us to kiss each other and rub out racks together, and more, then that's just what we've gotta do! We can't be selfish. What matters is what makes his cock stand straight and tall!"

That was exactly what Brenda needed to hear to let herself go fully. She thought, Alan's standing right here, watching us! I love the idea that we're kissing for him! Susan is so right! We're his big-titted sluts, his centerfold sex pets, **** to get all nasty and lesbian for his amusement! Gaawwwd, it makes me want to rub my body all over Suzanne's, clutch her ass cheeks, and generally go wild! For him!

However, while Brenda was fully into the kissing, she didn't do much with her hands. She wanted to, because Suzanne was that tempting and sexy. But although Susan had just said those encouraging words, Brenda didn't know if Susan's jealousy would resurface if she actually acted on them. She figured it was better to play it safe.

The second kiss between Brenda and Suzanne lasted several minutes. Susan and Alan simply stood nearby, watching. They made an odd-looking couple, with Alan looking presentable in his T-shirt and shorts while Susan was still completely naked but for her high heels. She wrapped an arm around his shoulders as they enjoyed watching the other two kiss.

Susan thought, That Brenda. I don't know what to do with her. She's my friend now, so I should be nicer to her, but her tits are just too big! She's too cute and sexy. I suppose she's going to be in our lives from now on, and after what happened tonight, I suppose it's a given that she's been fully tamed by my handsome son. I'll have to put my foot down and be a little mean or she'll try to be here every darn day!

As she watched the kissing continue, she thought, Boy, they're sure taking a long time for just a goodbye kiss. I guess it'll be my turn next. I don't know about kissing her like THAT. I'm sure Tiger will like it, and that's the main thing, but isn't she supposed to not like doing that kind of thing with women? It sure looks like she's liking it quite a lot. In fact, I believe she's trying to shove her tongue down Suzanne's throat!

It had been a good ten minutes since Alan's last climax, more than enough time for him to recover in the face of such great visual stimulation. When his dick revived, he just unzipped his shorts and exposed his erection. With Susan standing there, he knew that he didn't have to say or do anything more.

Sure enough, Susan heard the now-familiar sound of his zipper opening (which had become one of her favorite sounds), so she reached a hand around him and started to jack him off, acting almost automatically without much thought. Her only reaction was to turn and smile warmly in gratitude at being given the opportunity to touch and stroke his hot meat again.

With Alan's heads close to Susan's, he whispered to her, "Mom, I can tell you're feeling jealous about Brenda. Don't be, okay? Sure, she's very buxom and beautiful, but there's nobody on Earth I find more beautiful and arousing than you. Nobody! Okay, well, admittedly it's pretty much a tie between you and Aunt Suzy, and Sis and Aims are right up there too. But all four of you get me going more than Brenda does, to be honest. Yeah, size matters, but that's just one thing out of many."

She nodded.

However, he saw she was still looking moody as she stared at Brenda while idly pumping up and down on his boner, so he asked, "What if some really big-dicked guy who had lots of cum came along? Would you drop me for him?"

Susan whispered her reply as she kissed and licked the back of his neck, while her hand continued to pump his shaft almost on autopilot, "Never! Never in a million years!"

"Even if his dick is bigger and he shoots more cum, since you're implying that's all that matters, right?"

Susan came around to his side so she could make eye contact with him while still having a good view of Brenda and Suzanne. That move also put her in a better position to stroke his boner. "I get it. I understand your point, and it's a good one, in a way. But I still can't help but feel jealous, mostly because of what you said earlier about how much you love her huge rack. And look at how Suzanne is playing with them right now. They're irresistible! Since you made me one of your personal cocksuckers, my breasts have become an important part of my self-image. They give me such confidence! I never have to worry if I'll be attractive to you, or if I can arouse you. I don't want that to change just because you've got somebody with bigger ones."

Despite all of Susan's stroking, not to mention the extremely inspiring woman-on-woman kissing taking place right in front of him, Alan's dick was so worn out that she was having a hard time with it. It was stiff enough to stand up straight, but it wasn't as rock hard as usual. She scooted around a bit more until she was directly in front of him. Then she took his hands and brought them to her hefty melons. She moved them all around her breasts, in case he hadn't gotten the hint.

Sure enough, in a matter of seconds, his dick engorged fully as he began playing with her fantastic rack. She giggled. "See? See what I mean? These are my secret weapons. They always get you hard so I can get another yummy, spermy snack. I don't want them to seem just so-so, in comparison to Ms. Big Boobs there." She nodded darkly towards their guest.

He replied quietly as he tugged on her erect nipples, "Do you think I'll EVER get bored with these? Please! I love you so much. You have nothing to fear. I can't even begin to explain how much I appreciate you having Aunt Suzy teach you how to sashay, just to please me. I love you more than words can say. Try to be a little more compassionate towards Brenda, okay? I have a feeling she's having some kind of breakthrough understanding about herself and what she really needs."

"I'll try," Susan said sincerely. But she still wasn't ready to let Brenda suck or titfuck Alan, so she hoped that Brenda would go home before something like that happened.

Brenda had been so carried away by kissing Suzanne that she lost all track of time. Still, she'd been about to finally end the necking when she happened to catch sight of Susan stroking Alan's boner. She couldn't hear what they were saying since they were whispering, but just the sight was enough to supercharge her lusty desire. She channeled that passion into her kiss with Suzanne because that happened to be the only outlet available.

Suzanne also had been ready for the necking to end. But she could immediately sense Brenda going into some kind of ravenously horny mode, so she couldn't resist taking advantage.

Susan witnessed the energetic transformation. Oh dear! What are they up to? Look at the way Brenda is humping Suzanne's leg with her pussy all of a sudden. That looks VERY improper to me! And seeing their big racks grid and rub together like that ... I would heartily disapprove except that I'm just too darn horny myself, what with this big fat cock in my hand and all. Mmmm! Stiff son-cock! Still, I don't like the way that Suzanne is sinking her fingers deep into Brenda's tit-flesh. Those breasts are just too big, if you ask me!

Not only was Brenda's **** gone, she pretty much lost any remaining control even to woman-on-woman intimacy as her lust fully took over. She got into sliding her huge tits against Suzanne's so much that it practically seemed like she was humping her. Since she was a fair deal shorter, she found while doing this that her face came very close to Suzanne's cleavage. As a result, at one point she stopped her all over body rubbing and tried to lick the sweat directly from Suzanne's deep tit valley. Sadly for her, her tongue couldn't quite reach.

Susan was greatly inspired by all that tit rubbing, possibly even more than Alan was, thanks to her newfound appreciation of big breasts. Her fingers relentless rubbed right on his sweet spot, since she knew that was her most orgasm-inducing move. She tilted her head to his, and whispered, "Tiger, just look at all that TIT! They can barely even kiss because their lips have trouble meeting with so darn much TIT in the way! Look at how Brenda is slipping and sliding up and down your Aunt Suzy just like my fingers are slipping and sliding all over your cock! Mmmm..."

He was puzzled at what had happened to her jealousy of Brenda, and especially of Brenda's breasts. But Susan had suddenly become so horny that her jealousy of the other women only increased her lust even more.

She continued breathlessly, "Does that turn you on? Because it sure as heck turns ME on! Look at how their hot, wet pussies grind together too!" She leaned in even closer, and licked his ear as she whispered right into it. "Son, those pussies belong to you! I predict that soon you'll be 'porking' them just as often as you please! But mostly, look at all that TIT! Gaawwwd, it's so HOT, how STACKED all your women are!"

Alan wanted to yell, "Mom, shut up!" because she was making him far too horny. He was grateful that she stopped talking after that, and just went back to quietly moaning and "mmmm"-ing while going through all the boner-stroking tricks and techniques that she knew.

The French kissing lasted so long that Suzanne eventually felt obliged to end it. She pulled back and said to Brenda, "Much better. Much. It was almost as if you meant it. Now, you have to kiss Susan."

Susan didn't expect that. She waved the suggestion off with her free hand. "No, really, you don't have to if you don't want to," she said to Brenda. "I'm very happily occupied over here." She didn't want to kiss someone who she still was feeling conflicted about, and she certainly didn't want to stop stroking Alan's cock now that she'd gotten it hot and hard.

Suzanne was stern with Susan, though. "What about the rules? You said we have to follow the rules. You can't just exclude yourself whenever you please."

Alan tried to help, whispered in his mother's ear, "Mom, you promised you'd try to be understanding with her. Do it for me? Please?"

"Oh, poo! ... Okay, I guess," Susan said doubtfully. She **** a smile, then said with more resolve as she looked at her son, "I'll try."

Brenda's body had aroused Susan in the past; for instance they'd talked about Brenda's rack when the two of them first kissed each other. But this evening those same tits had put her into a jealous rage. So she was torn. She roused herself enough to say, "Brenda, kiss me," but it came out sounding halfhearted.

Brenda was now ready to do anything she was told, since kissing Suzanne so intensely had her extremely turned on all over again. She also hoped that she'd be able to get some of Alan's cum from Susan's face.

However, Susan had no intention of stopping her handjob. That **** Brenda to walk across the room to Susan and Alan. Then she leaned into Susan and did her best to kiss her.

Susan tried to retain her **** about Brenda, but with Alan's cock in her hand she was too horny to do anything but kiss with gusto.

During her entire kissing session with Suzanne, Brenda had kept her hands on Suzanne's backside. Even when she got frantically horny near the end, she'd wound up just fondling Suzanne's ass cheeks. It was true that her tits had slid all over Suzanne's, but she hadn't touched them with her hands even once.

Now that she was kissing Susan and the kiss was going well, she decided to do to Susan what she'd wanted to do with Suzanne, so she grasped Susan's naked tits with both hands. She was curious to feel boobs nearly as large as her own. However, she'd never fondled another woman similarly, and so was very tentative in her touch.

Brenda had to do virtually all the embracing because Susan never took her hand away from stroking Alan's shaft. Besides, Susan still had some resistance to Brenda due to her jealousy. Susan thought, Oh dear! Brenda is getting VERY frisky with me. I can't really complain about the way that her breasts are rubbing into mine, because we're both so stacked that it would be impossible to kiss like this without touching there. But does she have to grope me too, and even pull on my nipples? Does she have any idea what that does to me?!

I would complain, but I'm sure that Tiger is watching and loving it, and that's the main thing for us all. I can practically feel his excitement by the way his cock is throbbing in my hand! Mmmm! So wet! My hand is getting positively drenched from all his pre-cum!

Her hand started sliding faster and faster up and down his shaft. Look, Son! Look at your big-titted mommy kiss this boob-freak woman! Do you see our big tits mash together? Does that make you want to cum? Cum for me! Squirt your sperm! You know you wanna do it!

Brenda furtively tried to touch Alan's dick in mid-kiss, but Susan slapped her hand away. She also hoped to taste some of Alan's cum on Susan's face, so she kissed and licked around Susan's mouth as well as French kissing her. But Alan had mostly cum directly down Susan's throat, leaving nothing but the faintest trace of his cum on his mother's skin. Still, the fact that there was anything there at all made Brenda nearly delirious with desire.

At first Susan put some oomph into her kissing, but due to her conflicted feelings for Brenda she tended to focus more of her energy on fondling her son's boner in a variety of ways. Brenda was taking direction from Susan, so since Susan hadn't gone wild with the kissing, Brenda didn't either. As a result, their kiss didn't have nearly the same fire as Brenda's kiss with Suzanne, and so they ended it much sooner.

As Brenda recovered from the kiss, she stared at Susan's still-stroking hand and decided, Kissing a woman isn't so bad once you get used to it. I think I could grow to enjoy this, assuming that these two are going to make me do it a lot in the future. I think that's a safe assumption. I must admit that I love the fact that I'm helping make Alan's cock so stiff and aroused, at least indirectly, by helping to keep Susan horny. If only I could be the one holding it right now! Only I wouldn't just hold it; I'd drop to my knees, envelop its hot thickness in my cleavage, and lick the tip of it for good measure!

She also concluded, subconsciously, that fondling breasts felt pretty good. They were soft, pliable, and surprisingly fun to play with. Rubbing racks together was fun too, especially when their erect nipples "jousted" with each other. She started to understand why men had always been so keen on touching and playing with hers.

Brenda again moved toward the door, preparing to go, even though she was flustered, horny, and completely naked. The fact that she wasn't thinking straight due to her raging lust could be seen in the fact that her clothes were resting on a table on the other side of the room.

Chapter 11

So far, Alan had been rather quiet and poker-faced towards Brenda. But now he said to her, "Wait a minute. What about my goodbye kiss? You still owe me one. Plus, don't forget the dare we never got to do."

Brenda's eyes lit up like a happy puppy. However, she knew that Susan would insist on approving the idea, so she looked anxiously at her, only to see Susan suddenly glaring and frowning.

Suzanne intervened, "Alan's got a point there." Then she added with a grin, staring at Brenda's rack, "Two points, actually."

Before there could be any argument, Alan grabbed Brenda, pulled her towards him, and kissed her. He made sure she came to him so his mother could continue jacking him off as he was kissing. He figured that as long as Susan wasn't denied his cock, she wouldn't complain too much.

He was right about that. Susan vented her jealous feelings through extra-vigorous fondling of her son's raging erection. Luckily for him, he was still some way from having to climax.

Brenda kissed him back with a hungry passion. It was one thing to kiss another woman - she had really mixed feelings about that - but kissing Alan was another matter altogether. She put her all into it, as if he were the most important person in her world.

Alan wasn't content to limit himself to just a kiss, and began to seriously explore her twin globes. Although he'd clutched at them briefly during his previous orgasm, he'd been so distracted that he discounted that experience. This was really his first time to explore and enjoy them all evening.

Although he had prior experience with other impressive chests, none could compare to this. He thought to himself, Jesus! Two hands isn't enough for even one tit! I have to have more of this! He leaned down and sucked on one of her jutting nipples.

Susan did not like that one bit. She demanded, "Okay, the kiss is over. Your mouths aren't touching. That's the end."

Alan knew he had to tread a fine line with his mother. She liked to be bossed around by him, but if he went too far she could get irate or offended. He said, "Mom, you said you'd try a kiss with Brenda, didn't you?"

Susan grumbled, "I did. But at least kiss her, if it's supposed to be a kiss."

Alan took that advice to heart. He took Brenda in his arms and kissed her with even more passion than before. He very nearly met her ardent desire. The two took off on a flight of wild, lusty tongue-dueling that caused their arousal levels to soar still higher than before.

At the same time, he ran his hands all over her while she did the same to him. Not surprisingly, he focused primarily on her tremendous rack. He noticed from her erotic moans that she enjoyed when he treated her breasts roughly, so he dug his fingers in deep and kneaded them thoroughly.

Susan saw all of that and she was not pleased. She brought a second hand to Alan's crotch and used it to fondle his balls. Son, I know Brenda is a beautiful new busty toy to play with, but don't forget your mommy! Your big-titted mommy is going to make you feel so good that you'll have an orgasm to end all orgasms! Then you won't even notice HER! These balls, these wonderful balls I'm holding, they're so full of sperm! I'm coaxing that sperm out and up, up your long shaft! And once I've got you close, I'll drop to my knees so I can take it in my mouth and on my face! I don't even care that Suzanne is watching. This is my duty and my pleasure! Cum for me, Son! Cum! Cum! CUM!

Somehow, despite the kissing and fondling with Brenda, plus Susan's relentless cock-stroking, Alan was still holding back from climaxing. He'd been looking forward all evening to the chance to fondle Brenda's boobs without limitation, so he wanted to make the most of the opportunity.

Brenda was a bit frustrated that he was still wearing his shirt and shorts, and that his mother continued to monopolize his boner with her steady stroking. Even though Brenda wanted his hot hard-on in her hands, she avoided his crotch because Susan had slapped her hand away when she had reached for it during his earlier kiss. She didn't want to piss off Susan any further.

As their kiss grew longer and hotter, Brenda thought, Holy hell! Un-fuckin'-believable! This guy is incredible; he's one hell of a kisser! Maybe I'm a bit biased, due to everything that's happened tonight, but who cares? It's great! I could do this all night! And his HANDS! His hands! Oh yes! Run your hands everywhere, Alan! Everywhere! Treat me like a slut! Treat me like a whore! YOUR whore!

No, that's not the word. What did Katherine say? Oh yes: "mindless, big-titted fuck doll." Alan, I'm your fuck doll! YES! Go to town on my tits! Just like that! TAKE my breasts and OWN them! Squeeze them harder! More! More! Dominate them, squeeze them, control them - control ME! Oh YES!

To no one's great surprise, Brenda came again. It didn't take very much to get her to climax. It helped that she had a vibrator still buzzing away in her pussy, but that had been going on so long that she'd forgotten it was there. She felt so horny from everything else that she surely would have climaxed without it.

He was aroused and amused by the way she screamed into his mouth. He barely gave her any respite, just enough to make sure she didn't pass out from lack of oxygen.

Brenda continued to swap spit with Alan even after her orgasm. But she did have a bit of a post-orgasmic let-down, so she tried to regroup and gather her resolve. I can't just totally lose my mind here. I know it's Alan, and he's kissing me, and he's twisting and turning my nipples, and that's just too exciting to believe! But I can handle it. I've gotta keep it together. The fact that his mother is jacking him off while this is happening is literally blowing my mind, but I can savor that delicious fact later. Right now, I've gotta be a good kisser, so he'll want me back again soon. I've gotta-

OH SHIT! NO! Shit, now he's going after my ass?! How can I resist?! I'm naked, horny, and helpless, and he's gripping my ass like he owns it! Oh God, I need his cock so bad, but I can feel Susan's hands stroking all over it! All I can touch are her damn sliding hands! This is so much more than a kiss; this is total domination!

Brenda suddenly squealed like a stuck pig. One of Alan's hands had been exploring her ass crack, which was unusually deep. On a whim, he reached for her anus, since that had been so effective with her earlier in the evening. He didn't attempt penetration, but just fingered her anal ring. Even so, she was so sensitive there that it triggered yet another tremendous orgasm.

Susan had been doing her best to be patient, although she tugged his shorts all the way off him while she waited. But when she saw Brenda's loud climax, she said calmly yet pointedly, while rubbing his sweet spot, "Come on, Tiger. Any way you look at it, you've had a very nice goodbye kiss. It's time for it be over, right now!"

"Very well," he conceded.

Brenda disengaged and somehow managed to remain standing. She looked around, wondering what had happened to her clothes. But she was in a lusty daze and could barely concentrate on the task at hand.

She turned around, still searching, when Alan had a change of heart. Wait a second! Brenda is simply too sexy to resist! He reached up from behind and renewed his manual **** on her chest while he kissed her on the back and around the neck. He had to do it while she was still close, because Susan's hand remained attached to his cock like it was permanently glued in place.

He thought, I don't care what Mom says or how jealous she gets; I just can't get enough of these fucking squeezable watermelons! Just one more minute of play time!

Brenda groaned and bucked her hips. All sense and reason fled her brain and she totally gave in to his control over her body. FUUUUUCCCK! So this is what it's like to be TAMED!

She climaxed loudly yet again.

"Alan?" yelled Susan. "Alan! Listen to me! You stop that this minute! You hear me?" By this point she was really pissed, especially from Brenda's overly-loud, frequent orgasms, but that didn't stop her from continuing to pump her fingers intently up and down Alan's thick rod. She hadn't stopped doing that for even one second ever since she'd gotten started.

In fact, the situation only got her even more aroused. Tiger doesn't listen to a word I say. He doesn't respect me as a mother. He treats me as nothing more than one of his many fuck toys, using me to make his kissing session with Brenda that much more stimulating. And that's so ... hot! Gaawwwd, it's so hot! I could start to prove him wrong by letting go of his thick man-meat, or simply by not stroking him for a while, but he knows I won't! How can I? It's pulsing with spermy goodness! Oh, Tiger! Tiger, cum for Mommy! Please! Mommy needs it!

Alan finally let go of Brenda. He figured he was pushing his luck enjoying one last grope, especially after Susan's angry outburst. He felt very close to cumming, and he decided he needed to disengage before he shot his load while fondling Brenda's tits. That would not make Susan happy, even if she was likely to be the one to take his cum on her face or down her throat.

Susan stepped in between them, just as Brenda took a few steps away. Alan's horny mother stood up close to him so she could slide his erection up and down her thighs. She even briefly slid it over against one of her wet inner thighs in an attempt to make sure he stayed distracted and disengaged from Brenda. Her hand holding it and guiding it continued to squeeze and stroke it as well. She had become a most excellent cock pleaser.

He looked back at his mother's annoyed face and said to her, "It's okay, Mom. I'm all done kissing her."

Brenda kept her distance from Alan, but looked at him longingly. She moaned again and squeezed her hands over her own giant breasts, trying to replicate what he'd just been doing to them. She spoke to him in her head. Any time! Any time you want these, they're yours! You started something and now you've got to finish it! Take me! Take me! Take all of me!

Needless to say, Alan couldn't reply since he had no idea what she was thinking. Frustrated, yet also profoundly sexually satisfied, Brenda finally noticed her clothes on a table across the room. As she pulled her skimpy top back up over her extremely extended nipples, she stared at Susan and Alan. Look at them! Look at the love, the lust, the shared joy! That's how he must have looked with me, except that I wasn't lucky enough to pump his thick snake at all, much less the fevered way she's going at it.

How is it he hasn't climaxed yet?! Seriously! Everyone knows teenage boys have no control. They so much as glance at a Victoria's Secret catalog and they're rushing off to the bathroom to get off. But not Alan! No! I don't mean to brag, but Susan, Suzanne, and I, we're not just beautiful, we're extraordinary! And yet he gets endlessly stroked by his own mother and he just stands there smiling like it's no big deal.

Could he impress me any more?! I don't think so! He's driving me crazy! I wonder how long he'd last in my mouth! Or my tight pussy?! Oh dear Lord! He would absolutely DESTROY me! He'd fuck me to ****, I'm sure! That's how I want to die. Just look at Susan's sliding fingers! Slipping and sliding, slipping and sliding ... I can't take it!

Brenda took her time dressing, because she couldn't get enough of watching mother and son get it on with each other. She finally put on her overcoat, which meant she was ready to leave.

The four of them slowly moved towards the front door.

Suzanne figured she'd go home momentarily, and since they all stood near the underwear cabinet, she put on her clothes too (she dressed quite formally, as she'd told her husband that she was going to an investment club meeting).

As they reached the door, Alan managed to break free from his mother's lusty grip.

He approached Brenda closely, which made Susan tense up. She would have said or done something, except that Brenda was already wearing her overcoat, so she wasn't quite so worried about additional hanky-panky.

Alan was mindful of not pushing his luck. He merely leaned over and whispered in Brenda's ear. "Don't worry about Susan. She's just a little jealous of your tits right now. She'll get over it, especially if you make her happy next time. I saw the way you were fondling her boobs. I expect you to do more of that. Kiss her and be nice to her, and she'll come around."

Brenda nodded with understanding. Worried about the vibe from Susan, she was careful not to touch him anymore.

As soon as Alan stood back from his busty guest, Susan hugged him tightly and possessively. Her jealousy was making her extra clingy. Seconds later, her fingers were stroking his boner again.

Susan was cold and wanted to dress, but she also didn't want to stop jacking off her son even for a moment. Alan could sense she was chilled, so he picked out a top for her from those in the underwear cabinet and slipped it over her head. She remained naked from the waist down.

Brenda blew kisses at everyone and said, "God, that was weird, but I had the most wonderful time. Alan, I can't wait until we..." - she looked over at Susan and toned down her words, blushing like a schoolgirl with a crush - " ... uh, until we get to know each other a lot better." Still, although the words were relatively tame, she tried to pack in as much sexual innuendo as possible with her sultry tone.

Her eyes lingered at the sight of Susan's hands relentlessly sliding up and down Alan's dick. Once again, she thought of doing that to her own son, Adrian. Too bad Aidy is such a wallflower. What if I had a son like Alan? A relentless, insatiable lord and master, living in my own house! He'd make me a **** to his cock, 24-7! A sex ****! She shuddered at the thought as a lusty thrill ran down her spine.

She could have stood there forever, transfixed, but a deliberate cough from Suzanne snapped her out of it. She said, "My God, I don't think I'm ever going to forget the sight before my eyes right now. I certainly will be thinking about it alone in bed tonight!" She gazed even more longingly at Susan's stroking hand.

It took another cough from Suzanne to snap Brenda out of her reverie again.

Brenda opened the front door, and said, "Thanks so much everyone for inviting me. I hope we can play again next week. See ya soon!" Then she finally left and closed the door behind her.

Everyone had forgotten the vibrator still in Brenda. She was so frazzled that she'd even unthinkingly put her dress on over it. It wasn't until she nearly got in an accident on the way home that she fully realized that it was still humming away deep in her vagina. She slowed her driving to be more careful, but she didn't take it out. It was one last physical link to the good times she'd had at the Plummer house.

Back home, she walked by Adrian's bedroom on the way to her own. She was relieved to see that her son was asleep so she could continue to play with herself. She thought, A fantasy is one thing and reality is another. I can't even begin to explain how exciting it is to see Susan and Alan together, but I couldn't actually do anything sexual with my own son. Besides, Aidy isn't the right kind of guy. He's cute and cuddly and oh-so-lovable. I love to hug him and kiss him and generally love him all up. But only in a motherly way, of course.

Whereas ... Alan! Oh, Alan! He's the one who makes my heart throb and my mouth water. He's the only one who fully understands me and my submissive needs. I've tried and tried to restrain myself, but resistance is useless. I need to face facts. He's going to fuck me soon, I just know it! I have a body that can't be resisted, even by him, and a libido to match. I'd make the perfect sex toy for him to add to his collection. I'll simply have to be patient.

As she kept on walking down the long halls of her mansion, she recoiled a little at her own phrasing, especially in calling herself a mere "sex toy" to be added to a collection. But those words aroused her more than they disturbed her. She knew she would feel bad about it tomorrow, but right now she was still far too aroused to think straight.

As soon as she got to her room, she couldn't take her clothes off and get in bed fast enough. She vigorously worked on her tits and set the vibrator to high, so she could have one last shattering climax.

As she worked herself up to a peak, she had one hand mauling her left breast while the other diddled her clit. Oh, Alan! Alan! Alan, Alan, Alan! Make me yours! Treat me like you treat your mother! Pound me! Fuck me! Drill me! Pound me deep! Take me, totally! I wanna be ... wanna be ... one of your women! UGH! One of your personal cocksuckers! Your sex pets! Yes! Make me serve you without limits! Yes! Endless submission to Alan, my love!

She came extremely hard. Her final orgasm of the night left her totally wiped out.

When she recovered sufficiently, she removed her vibrator and fell instantly asleep. It had been the greatest evening of her life.