Bad to the Bone: Part 3

Chapter 7

Suzanne let go of his boner and got on all fours in the middle of the bed. Then she thrust her ass nearly into his face so he could get a really good look at her anus. While moving, she was careful not to face the door, not even briefly, because she didn't want to scare Susan off.

Susan's heart was pounding like a hammer as she considered Suzanne's words about anal sex. That sounds scary! What if I'm one of those women who doesn't find it pleasurable? Or what if it doesn't fit?! Tiger's fat ten-incher is no ordinary cock, that's for sure! He could rip me in two, and not in a good way!

Alan stared in wonder at Suzanne's sphincter which was still widely stretched with an obvious hole. He realized that he'd be able to see deep inside if the lighting was right. He wasn't sure if he wanted to though. The whole concept of anal sex still bothered him, particularly when he thought about what else that hole was used for.

Suzanne rolled to her side so she could make eye contact with him. She left his erection alone for the moment, since she figured they'd be fucking again soon and it needed a rest first. "Women who have tried anal sex and don't like it tend to have fewer anal pleasure receptors, so they feel more pain. I have at least enough pleasure receptors so I feel a lot more pleasure. Sure, there's some pain there, but in my opinion it actually makes the whole thing better. A little bit of hurting can be good, like sexy spanking. But believe you me, I feel a TON of pleasure! It helps that I'm very highly sexed and love almost any sexual act. I haven't done this in a while, but just wait until I get back in the swing of things and milk your cock with my butt muscles! I'm a great milker. Not many women can milk with their ass; in fact it's a VERY rare talent."

He thought, Oh man! I can totally believe it. If it's something sexual, Aunt Suzy can do it and do it with the best. Dang! I'm so lucky to be here with her. Pinch me; I must be dreaming!

Suzanne was proud of her anal skills, even though she much preferred vaginal sex. She loved the idea of Alan further breaking Susan's sexual resistance by fucking her anally, since Susan still wouldn't let him fuck her vaginally, but it occurred to her that it would be preferable for that to happen later rather than sooner. That way, she could enjoy his anal attentions exclusively for a while, and also build up Susan's desire to greater heights, which in and of itself would help weaken her resistance.

Suzanne suddenly realized that if Susan started getting fucked in the ass on a regular basis, she might be content with just getting that and end up even more resistant to permitting vaginal sex in her house. Ideally, Suzanne wanted to get Susan all worked up about anal sex but not actually do it until after the vaginal-sex-in-the-house barrier had been broken, just to be sure. That would also make it easier for Alan to have vaginal sex with Susan, because if others were getting it she would want it too.

So Suzanne added, "Just remember to always be careful. As I said, you can really hurt a woman if you don't do it right. So don't try it just yet with a woman who hasn't done it before. You need more experience first. Furthermore, you don't know which women are or aren't into it. You're taking a risk of having a really bad experience if you break an anal cherry, so you should probably just do it with me for now."

"What about with Mom?" he asked, making his prime interest plain, as well as being mindful that Susan was almost certainly hanging onto every word. With Suzanne's and Susan's bodies so similar in shape and design, he could easily imagine that fucking his mother up the ass would feel just as good. He was eager to try it out with his mother, if she would welcome it. Perhaps that would compensate for her avoiding regular intercourse, assuming she remained firm on that.

Once again, Susan could scarcely breathe, she was so anxious to hear the response. She had one hand on the door to make sure it didn't open any wider, and her other hand on her pussy, because the burning desire she was feeling there demanded attention. She also felt a strange ache deep in her ass, but didn't know what to do about that.

Suzanne had to think about what to say, knowing full well that Susan was listening attentively. "I'm reasonably sure she'll enjoy anal sex, judging from the way she likes it when you play with her ass when you 'get her attention', or stick your finger into her anus like you've been doing recently. That's a positive sign, but not a green light to go ahead with doing more. Anyway, she's going through a lot with this upcoming visit to a psychologist and everything, so you should keep it cool for the time being."

Suzanne continued, "Besides, it takes a lot of preparation and even training before a woman is ready to enjoy that kind of forbidden pleasure. It's not like you can just up and fuck her ass any ol' time you feel like it, even if she's mentally ready."

She felt that was pretty good advice, and almost entirely honest, although she'd exaggerated on how much preparation and training was needed. Although her own selfish desires had played into her advice, she figured that she would have counseled him to wait until after the psychologist visit in any case.

Susan was actually relieved to hear Suzanne say all that. Although this talk of anal sex made her nearly delirious with desire, it was also such a really scary concept for her that she welcomed time to adjust. Phew! Oh my! Tiger is going to fuck my ass! I can't believe it, but it's true; I just know it. But not today. Not today!

Suzanne added, "Let me work with her at the same time I work with you and see if we can make this happen sometime in the next few weeks. Don't you worry; your Aunt Suzy will handle it. Ditto with Angel."

"Dang. You're right," Alan said in response to Suzanne's suggestions.

Susan's heart leapt to her throat because of Suzanne's aside "Ditto with Angel." She thought, Dear Lord! It's bad enough that he's going to bugger Suzanne and me, but Angel too?! My sweet, pure, innocent Angel! That's just not right, that she'd get anally violated like that. But oh dear! What can I do?! Tiger's cock is simply unstoppable!

She clenched her fist with new resolve. The God I believe in is not a cruel or capricious god. Things happen for a reason. Tiger has a powerful sex drive that must be constantly satisfied by us all, as a team effort. That's a fact that's plain as day. This goes to show why I have to give of myself and my body to take his sperm in every hole. Yes, every single hole, even my ass, even my vagina! Maybe if I do that, I'll protect my darling Angel from being anally violated. Or, at least, I hope she won't be violated back there that much...

She bit her lip with worry, since she doubted it was possible to stop her son from having at least some anal sex with her daughter. But at the same time, her pussy throbbed with pleasure as she thought about all the endless hours of her son drilling her, and the countless orgasms she'd experience, as she made her "sacrifice" to "protect" her daughter.

Foiled in his thoughts about having anal sex with his mother sometime soon, his thoughts drifted towards Heather. For some reason, of all the sex partners he'd had, he found the idea of buttfucking Heather's tight, muscular, tanned ass the most tempting. It disturbed him to realize that he'd enjoy doing it even more with her if she didn't completely like it. Shit. I'm turning into an evil anal **** or something. Why am I so aroused by the idea of putting Heather in her place by fucking her up the ass? I have to get these feelings under control and be nice. Nice Alan. Old Alan.

Suzanne looked at his face and noticed he was staring intently into space. She asked, "Penny for your thoughts?"

He replied, slightly abashed, "Oh, nothing."

She smirked. "Yeah, right. Since you're embarrassed about it, you must be thinking about someone else. Who is she this time?"

"Dang. There's no getting anything past you; it's like you can read my mind. If you must know, I was thinking about taking some of what I've learned from you today and using it on my other lovely ladies. Such as, uh, er ... a couple of the cheerleaders I've been having sex with." He considered mentioning Heather by name, but he was too embarrassed to do so in that context.

Suzanne raised an eyebrow. "More unnamed hotties, eh?" She would have pried more to get their names, but she wanted to be careful since Susan was listening in. So she just said, "Look. I've already talked to you about the need to take precautions, such as using a condom. That goes double with anal sex. We're lucky that anal sex can feel so good for both partners, but it's probably more of an anatomical accident than anything. The ass is 'yucky', especially if one doesn't prepare, for instance by taking an enema or voiding one's bowels just beforehand. If you wear a condom, then all that potential yucky material comes off when the condom does. You should make sure you're always carrying condoms with you wherever you go, as well as a small tube of anal lube. Then you'll be ready for any spontaneous adventure that comes your way, including anal."

He asked, "Really?"

"Really."

"But what if someone sees that? I'm already hiding condoms in my wallet, so no problem there. But a tube of anal lube? What if that were to fall out of my pocket in a school hallway or something? I'd never live it down!"

She made a disappointed tsk-tsk noise. "Sweetie, Sweetie, Sweetie. Have you no imagination? You can disguise the tube or transfer it from one thing to something else. Make it look like a tube of Chapstick or something. Put it in your backpack. Don't worry about that part so much. The main thing is that you really take precautions. ESPECIALLY with anal sex! I know it's a pain, but the plus side is that if you do take care, you'll be able to ream the ass of any of your lovers at any time."

Susan's ears perked up on hearing that. Oh no! "Any of his lovers" includes ME! I'll never be safe again from his rampaging cock! I could go to sleep at night, thinking I'm safe in my own room, in my own bed, only to find my son balls-deep in my ass! All lubed up and pounding me steadily!

And why shouldn't he? He's the master of the house. He's the master of his mommy! MMMM! Uh! So hot! There's no escaping his incredible cock! Even the deepest depths of my ass are there just to serve him! UGH! So damn HOT!

She was so turned on that she couldn't hold back from fingering her pussy lips, nearly heedless of the danger of getting caught. And what about his other lovers?! They're all just as **** and helpless! All of our asses, our pussies, our bodies - everything! We all belong to him! UH! To serve his cock, to keep it stiff and throbbing with pleasure! Oh, Dear Lord! Help me! So hot! So hot!

She was making a lot of noise, but Alan was lost in his own thoughts to such an extent that he didn't even notice.

Seeing him stare into space again, Suzanne asked, "What are you thinking about now?"

"It's just ... so ... daunting. Awe-inspiring, but kind of scary. I mean, am I really the kind of guy to just up and have anal sex like that? With my secret tube of anal lube? That seems weird, like I'm making some kind of strange commitment here."

Suzanne responded, "Sweetie, you need to be more aggressive. Earlier you were bitching, 'Why are you making me do this? This is so gay. Nah nah nah nah nah.' That's a big turn-off. Remember what I said: surrender fully to the moment. You know I loved it, but what did you think? Be honest. Is anal sex just okay for you?"

He immediately enthused, "Anal sex is awesome! I loved it too, but it just didn't last long enough!"

"And I bet it wasn't just the pleasure in your cock that you loved. You liked the dominance and control, too, didn't you? Using the power of your cock to turn me into a quivering mass of jelly?"

"Well, yeah," he admitted sheepishly.

"Don't 'Well, yeah, ' me! You really liked that part, didn't you? And how I looked afterwards, with my cheeks flushed and tears of joy flowing down my face?"

He replied, "Not just that, but that it was you! God, I love you so much! Bringing you tears of joy practically makes me cry too!"

Susan was still listening carefully and peeking around the door when she felt she could. She was upset that Suzanne had stopped jacking Alan off ever since she'd repositioned herself to show off her ass. Suzanne, what are you thinking?! Just look at his big stick lying against his thigh, so thick and stiff and yummy. How can you resist all that spermy goodness? I know he needs his strategic breaks and all, but don't you think you've waited long enough already? Darn it, I wish I could just barge in and slide it right into my mouth! Then, with my lips creating a tight seal, I'd-

Again she had to stop, because the conversation restarted and she didn't want to miss a word.

Suzanne's heart pounded like a lovestruck teenager. But she was shy about declarations of love, particularly when Susan was listening, so she merely asked, "So, you liked the role reversal?"

"That too!" Alan wanted to make himself completely clear. "It's not just 'cos you're Aunt Suzy, all-around Supermom and Superwoman. That's kind of a nice bonus, but the main thing is that I'm fucking you, Aunt Suzy, the woman I love!"

Suzanne absolutely loved hearing that. But mindful of the eavesdropping Susan, she protested, "You mean one of the women you love." But despite her words, her subconscious got the message and her pussy began to pulse with a new intensity.

"Yeah, of course. But I love you so very, very, very much. I don't know how I could love you any more than I do. How can I get you to believe that?"

"Try this!" Shifting positions again, she wiggled her ass and lowered herself until she was again squatting on her hands and knees. "This is the classic assfucking position. Enough talking! Fuck my ass! Do me now! I want you in me! Ream me out!"

Chapter 8

Alan was starting to get behind her when she said, "Quick! I need to lead by example. I've left some condoms in your top drawer too, right next to the wipes. Put one on. FAST!"

He did as directed. It didn't help his concentration that she had her ass raised high in the air, wiggling it impatiently. Oh Jesus! More anal sex with Aunt Suzy! Too cool! Dang! Just look at that ass!

He breathed a sigh of relief once the condom was on, but then she looked back at him and said, "And the lube! Cover everything with lots of lube. Hurry!"

"I am hurrying! Dammit, I'm hurrying!" Finally, all the preparations were done. He got behind her, with his knees up on the bed and his feet sticking out over the edge.

She urged him to stand on the bed instead, but he thought that was a bit too precarious.

They both shuffled into position. She left enough room between her head and the headboard so that she probably wouldn't bounce against it during his vigorous thrusting.

She dropped her face and shoulders to the bed while lifting her ass high in the air. "C'mon big boy, fuck your Aunt Suzy's ass!"

He glanced quickly at the door, but still didn't see any sign of the listener that they both assumed was there. (He would have seen her if he'd taken a longer look. He was deceived by the fact that the door had been opened wide when he'd glanced earlier, whereas now it was open just enough for someone to peek through.) He decided not to worry about her and just focus on the fucking the ass raised before him. He rubbed his cockhead along Suzanne's oozing slit.

She joked, "Ooooh, yeah, a little more lube! But don't ever put it in there after it's dirty. Just remember, stick it in the WRONG hole this time!"

They both giggled, and then got down to business.

Alan proved himself a very good student of all her recent advice. He was much more determined and excited this time. He steadied himself with one hand on her ass, aimed his very erect cock, and pressed firmly until the head had passed her anal sphincter.

Susan could still see everything. Good LORD! Holy Mother of God, his cock, his great big cock, it just went into her ass! I'm seeing it with my own eyes, but I still don't believe it! She was stunned, but not so stunned that she couldn't keep masturbating.

He paused because he was getting a lot of resistance. He tried an improvisational relaxation technique: he tickled Suzanne as he said, "Tickle, tickle!"

"You BASTARD!" she yelled while trying to leap forward.

Alan leaned on her to follow, which accidentally caused her to move forward so much that her head did bang into the headboard. It wasn't a hard hit though. He straightened up and gently rubbed her head, kissing the parts of her head he could reach while impaled until he made her smile. Then he resumed his slow, methodical pushing.

She shook with laughter as she belatedly thought about his "tickle, tickle" trick. She looked back over her shoulder. "I'll get you for that! We'll just see who tickles who!"

Alan gave her a big grin. Feeling devilish, he said, "Let's see. I do believe that would be me, tickling you." He leaned over her and began tickling her underarms.

She shrieked, but in delight as well as dismay. "BASTARD!" She laughed hard. "Stop that right now or I'll sneak into your bed in the middle of the night and tickle you to ****!"

"Sounds like fun, actually." He stopped tickling her though, then pulled them both back to a better fucking position.

She was all smiles. "Just keep on fucking my ass, you cheeky boy."

He thrust in a bit further. "I'm all the way in!"

"No you're not. I can take more, and I want more! Sweetie! Fuck me deeper!"

He thrust a few more times, going deeper with each stroke.

Susan clenched her ass cheeks repeatedly as she imagined that Alan was impaling her ass, and that it really hurt. Oh, Suzanne, hang in there! I'm praying for you. Dear Lord, please, don't let Tiger cause any permanent damage in there with that great big cock! Have mercy on Suzanne; she's a good woman!

In fact, Suzanne was feeling so much pleasure that whatever minor pain existed was inconsequential. "Oooh! That's good! Don't stop!" The redheaded bombshell put her head and shoulders down again, squeezing on Alan's out-strokes while relaxing and rotating her ass onto him corkscrew-like on the in-strokes. "Now, give it to me good!"

He picked up speed.

She lifted her head and shoulders, braced, began thrusting back, and again turned her head to look over her shoulder. She teased him, "How is it now, Sweetie? Still too gay for you?" She squeezed hard as she said that while rotating her ass continuously.

"Oh yeah! It's great!" shouted Alan, as he finally let go of the last of his qualms and immersed himself totally, in both the experience and her ass. "The things you're doing with your inner muscles! Wow!"

Sweat started to roll down his forehead as he grunted and repeatedly thrust his bone deep into her butt. He looked down to where they were joined and was amazed at how much it looked like he was fucking her other hole. From this perspective his eyes could barely tell the difference, though his dick felt like it was fucking the most muscular pussy on Earth.

Susan literally couldn't believe her own eyes as she peered around the edge of the door. The sight was both so disturbing and yet so arousing that she felt woozy and delirious. She even momentarily forgot to frig herself, instead just staring slack-jawed in amazement. Good God! Look at her hips gyrate! That has to feel sooooo good! I don't care if it's in the ass! If I could have Tiger's fat cock in me churning like that, I'd be in Heaven! Oh God! It might even ... I dare say ... maybe it would even be better than cocksucking!

He yelled, "This is so great! It's just like fucking a really tight cunt. Shit! This rocks! Why do I ever doubt your advice?"

"I often wonder that myself," she kidded back as she bucked happily beneath him. "Haven't I told you I'm your guardian angel?" A surge of arousal welled up within her, causing her to shout, "Fuck me good! Fill my ass! Fill my ass! Come on!"

Suddenly she remembered that Susan was almost certainly still at the door. She needed to be careful about what she said and how enthusiastic she was, because she wanted to get Susan excited about anal sex, but not so excited that she'd insist on doing it right away. She spoke more quietly, instead of shouting. "Like that, baby. My Sweetie. My baby. Mmmm. Good!"

"It's not hurting you too much?" he asked between labored breaths.

"Are you kidding me?! God no! I haven't felt this good, this filled, in a long time! My Sweetie is finally fucking me. I'm so happy I could cry. Fuck it! Fuck it! Keep on going! Fuck the EVER LOVING SHIT OUT OF ME!" Her resolve to be quiet and careful about what Susan heard hadn't lasted very long in the face of her euphoria and **** arousal.

"Yee-haah!" Alan yelled. "I'm riding your ass! Your rocking ass. Just like a bucking bronco, except this is a fucking bronco! I'm totally FUCKING YOU! YES! I'M FUCKING AUNT SUZY AT LAST!"

Susan resumed masturbating. She was still stunned, but her pussy was so on fire that she had ****. He's fucking Suzanne! He IS! In her ASS! Her tight ass, his huge cock! How it is possible?! Praise the Lord, it's a miracle!

They began to moan louder, which gradually turned into incoherent shouting. They had just too much joy to remain quiet. After a while, they got so carried away that they forgot all about noise control.

In Susan's great excitement, she'd accidentally bumped the door, causing it to swing wide open. But she didn't care much about that. She knew that Alan and Suzanne were so caught up in their fucking that they probably wouldn't notice anything. Even if they did look her way, she was so horny that her overriding need was to have a full view of what they were doing.

She'd been holding back from cumming for fear that when her orgasm hit, it would be so powerful that she'd scream in uncontrollable ecstasy. Even as occupied with each other as the other two were, there was no way for that to happen without her getting caught. Thus she continued to fight the urge to cum until eventually she was so hot and aroused that she practically burst spontaneously into flame.

It was all too much for her. She could feel her very sanity almost slipping away. She fell to her knees and redoubled her **** on her own privates.

SO HOT! TOO HOT! Look at my son! Look at him go! He's FUCKING Suzanne! Actual fucking! My God! That long fat cock pounding in and out of that tiny hole! That's gonna be ME! He's gonna do that to ME! And SOON! He may not be allowed to fuck my other hole, but good God Almighty he's gonna make up for it by fucking the shit out of me in THAT hole! Oh God! Burning up! Lord, I wanna scream so loud, but I can't! I can't! I need to cum, and I'm gonna cum any second now, but I still can't do that either! 'Cos then I'll scream my head off and then hear me!

But how can I NOT cum? I'm so proud of him! He's taming Suzanne right before my eyes! Just like he'll tame me and turn me into his personal butt slut! Anal sex is so wrong, but so what? Tiger's gonna take my ass anyway, and I'll just have to learn to LOVE IT!

Susan had to stop playing with her clit because she was so close to a great climax that she knew she'd be unable to stop herself from screaming her head off once her orgasm started. But it didn't matter much, because she was flying so high just from watching, listening, and playing with her super-sensitive nipples.

Susan's attempts to stay quiet were only partially successful. While she did somehow manage to not cry out in orgasmic ecstasy, she was huffing and puffing loudly as she remained on her knees. But Suzanne and Alan were so preoccupied that it would have taken a herd of elephants charging into the room to get them to look up and around. Perhaps they would have paid more attention if they had been worried about being spied upon, but since they'd assumed that Susan was there, and wanted her to hear and learn from their actions, they automatically dismissed from consciousness any sounds she made.

Alan couldn't believe the strength of Suzanne's anal squeezings. He'd have been delirious anyway, just from the sensations of hot tightness and the delightful rotation of her ass, or even from the mere fact that he was finally fucking her at all, but those things together, coupled with the sudden muscular clenchings of her anus as he would rock back and partially pull out, finally overwhelmed him.

Suzanne sensed he was near release, so she encouraged him in brief gasps. "Fill it! Fill my ass! Uh! With your cum! Uh! Uh! Cum inside me! Fill me up!"

"I'm going to shoot! I'm going to cum in your ass!" he cried out. His hips rocked solidly against her ass cheeks as his dick drove deeply into her stretched hole, the same path that had taken him long minutes to penetrate the first time.

Their bodies slapped and slammed into each other so loudly that Alan briefly wondered whether his mother was hearing those sounds as well (since he was uncertain where she was).

Suzanne had more or less been in control up to that point, but the intensity of their fuck took her over the edge. She shouted, "FUCK ME! Sweee-tieee! Fuck! FUCK ME NOW! UGH! AH AH AH, FUUUUUCCCCK!"

Suddenly, Alan erupted deep inside her, filling the condom. Both their bodies shook and trembled in mutual orgasm.

Suddenly she flopped forward. It was as if her bones had suddenly turned to Jell-O, she was so unable to prop herself up any longer.

Alan didn't want to pop out again. Somehow, he moved through the paralysis of his orgasm to grab Suzanne firmly around the waist with one arm while leaning forward to seize a breast with the other hand, hauling her back to a full horizontal position.

But their weight and their mutually awkward position on the bed caused the top sheet to slip under his foot, leading him to partially lose his balance. His knee on that side went down, putting them both at risk of slamming her into the headboard again.

Alan pulled his knee back in place to keep his balance, while moving his other hand around her waist and up to her other breast to hold on, attempting to lift and pull her backward by both breasts, pulling both their torsos vertical and then slightly backwards in an attempt to keep her away from the headboard.

Suzanne had very nearly passed out. She was momentarily disoriented as she felt him lifting her upright. He's strong! My Sweetie is really strong! It's like I'm weightless and he's lifting me to heaven! She screamed, "YES, TAKE ME LIKE YOU OWN ME!"

She regretted saying that almost as soon as the words had been uttered, because of how demeaning it sounded. But part of her seemed to have other ideas, liking the comment very much. Her hips began a mad pumping, trying to rub her very erect clit against something, while her abdominal muscles did an impromptu belly dance and the rest of her body twitched all over.

Susan was thrilled by that comment when she heard it. "Take me like you own me?!" YEEESSSS! Suzanne, you GO, girl! He IS gonna take you like that because he DOES own you! He owns us all! Nearly delirious with her own need, she couldn't help but finger her clit, even though she was fairly certain that would result in her screaming loudly when her swelling wave of orgasm finally crested and swept through her.

That comment spurred Alan on as well, inspiring him to take Suzanne even higher into erotic ecstasy. He dropped one hand to her crotch, using it to keep her ass pressed against him while deliberately rubbing her clit.

"EEEEEEEAAAIIIIIEEEEE!"

Alan thought of Brenda as a real screamer. However, Suzanne was six inches taller, in better shape, and had a much larger, healthier pair of lungs and bigger vocal cords. Her mouth was also very close to Alan's ear. She normally didn't scream that much, largely because she prided herself on not completely losing control, but this time she let go without any restraint. Her extremely piercing screams startled Alan so much that he unintentionally let her go. Fortunately she sagged down and then folded over rather than flopping straight forward into the headboard yet again.

This whole sequence happened so quickly that Alan's cock was still erupting deep inside her. As she folded over, she forcibly pushed him out. He reached for his dick, planning to carefully remove the condom. But as he brought his hand to the area, he decided to stroke her pussy and clit in passing. That surprise contact caused her to shudder even more forcefully. She continued to shiver and twitch even after her orgasm finally subsided.

Although he'd spurted all his cum, he still felt that there was more to do. His goal was to get her to cum, and cum, and cum some more until she practically went insane from continuing orgasms. He knew he couldn't do anything helpful with his dick. Not only was it liable to go flaccid in a matter of moments, but he needed to remove the condom and dispose of it without touching the outside (since it had just been up her unprepared ass). He did his best, dropping it in a nearby wastebasket, but he wasn't sure whether it was safe for him to touch her afterward. So instead he rubbed the back of his finger against her dripping pussy lips.

That got Suzanne's eyes to pop open, but they were glazed and unfocused. She was drooling onto the bed from both ends.

He continued rubbing the back of his finger against her labia. He wasn't killing her with endless orgasms, but he was having a positive effect. She shuddered and twitched a bit as she climaxed again. She tried to roll over, panted, and finally whispered, "Alan ... Please!" She didn't even know what she meant by that.

Susan had finally reached the point of no return. Seeing Alan pull his thick cock out of Suzanne's ass and then play with her pussy was too much to take. She knew she'd be cumming soon, even if she didn't touch her privates again. She was **** not to get caught so deep inside her son's room, so she scrambled back into the hallway, closed the door, and stumbled across the hall to the bathroom. Once she was inside with the door closed, she finally allowed herself to let go. The resulting screams shook the house.

Alan heard his door close and then Susan's screaming a few seconds later. It was like music to his ears. Wow! Mom is having some kind of great climax! So awesome! She must have been watching the whole time! It's like a two-for-one. I got to fuck Aunt Suzy's ass directly, and Mom's ass kinda indirectly at the same time, 'cos she got into it so much. Dang! Soon I'll be fucking everyone around here in the ass!

Drained of energy, he sat back on his haunches to admire his handiwork. Look at Aunt Suzy. She looks like a gooey, juicy mess. I made her that way. Me! Normally she's so proud and regal - even noble. At times she even seems untouchable, with her perfect beauty. But that's just a front. This is how she's meant to be: slithering and squishing around in my cum as it oozes out of her holes. Yeah. Wow! I think I just took her like I owned her, just like she begged me to do. Heh! Ass-fucking totally rocks!

Suzanne's eyes never left him as she gradually refocused. She remained folded over on her knees and forearms.

A weird expression crossed her face as she started to unfold and roll over, pausing several times to twitch and shiver. She was panting the whole time, as if she'd just run a race. Her eyes never left his face. She propped herself up on one arm and reached out to embrace him with the other.

Alan got the idea and slid in for a hug.

She twisted so they were lying on their sides, touching head to toe along their whole bodies, with her free hand behind his head. She pulled him in for a kiss, and away they went, necking madly.

Alan felt Suzanne's legs and arms seeming to twist all around him, holding him tight and somehow simultaneously stroking him, and her torso wiggling madly as she tried to get her entire body into contact with his, murmuring and mewling madly, devouring his mouth and tongue with hers, then rubbing cheeks. She was crying as well.

He tried to focus his eyes on hers. Her eyelids were half closed but her eyes seemed unfocused again while almost glowing.

Alan cautiously stroked Suzanne's back, tried to make his lips and mouth more yielding and murmur, "It's all right, it's all right."

This was not the Aunt Suzy he knew. He figured she was crying tears of joy, but even so, it kind of freaked him out. She simply never cried about anything, ever. Then her self-control started to kick in, causing her crying spell to taper off not long after it started.

Her wriggling and stroking gradually slowed too. She stopped trying to devour him and her mewling became almost intelligible.

He thought that it sounded like she was trying to say, "I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you." His heart soared.

After they kissed some more, she opened her eyes and looked around the room in confusion. She spoke quietly, near his ear. "I wonder ... What happened to your mom?" She couldn't help but notice that the door was closed.

He asked, "You didn't hear?"

"Hear? Hear what?"

"Right after we both came, kind of as we were finishing, I heard the door close. Then I heard her screaming from across the hall. Really, really loud screaming. You didn't hear any of that?"

Suzanne answered slightly abashed, "Um, no. I was kind of ... distracted at the time. I wonder why?" She winked.

He really liked that, so he answered with a long, loving kiss.

Chapter 9

They were still kissing in a lazy, relaxed way a couple of minutes later when there was a loud pounding on the door. "Alan? Tiger? It's your mother!" Susan's voice was lilting and friendly, not accusing, but there was a detectable **** edge.

"What is it?" Alan asked.

"Can you open up?"

Alan looked at Suzanne. She'd been zoned out in a very happy, erotic la-la land, but, like him, she was trying to focus and figure out what Susan wanted. However, neither of them knew or could guess why Susan wanted to disturb them at this moment, after all their action was over.

He cautiously disengaged, got up, and opened the door. He didn't bother with clothes or covering up, even though his flaccid penis was covered with cum.

Susan burst into the room. She'd recovered and cleaned herself up since her big climax, and she'd put on some clothes. But the emphasis was on some, because all she wore was the T-shirt which had a hole cut out to expose her boobs, plus her high heels and glasses. Clearly, she wasn't trying to cover up in any way, but instead she was presenting an even more tempting sight than if she'd been totally naked. And while she'd cleaned up in some ways (for instance washing her face and combing her hair), she hadn't in others. Critically, she'd left her crotch soaked in her own pussy juices, since she figured that sight and smell would help arouse her son too.

She spun around and her eyes settled on him where he was standing behind the open door. She smiled widely, then glanced at Suzanne and frowned briefly. "Ah. Good," was all she said as she looked back at Alan expectantly.

"What is it, Mom?"

"Well, uh, I was just passing by your door..." That was a stupid lie, and everyone knew it. She shyly put her hands behind her back, causing her tits to thrust forward, looked down to avoid eye contact, and continued, "I happened to hear something earlier about Suzanne helping you with another orgasm."

He interrupted, "Wow! I love your outfit! Not only what you're wearing, but what you're not wearing." He was clearly referring to the fact that her pussy was completely exposed.

She'd already been blushing, but her face turned even redder. She stammered, "Um, well, thanks, I guess. Anyway, I, uh, I heard certain sounds which led me to believe that you've just had climax number seven today."

He smirked. "Oh, really? What sounds? You weren't eavesdropping, were you?"

"Um, well ... maybe a little..." Her face turned redder still. "Anyway, I think we're all in agreement that you need another climax tonight to reach eight, what with your scouting trip and all. Suzanne, I hate to say this, but shouldn't it be my turn?"

Suzanne just stared with dismay at the interruption.

Susan had at first sounded authoritative, but with that last sentence her voice was practically begging.

Alan looked more closely at his mother and saw how her chest was heaving. He knew that she was wearing the "hole-y" T-shirt to "bring out the big guns" and fully capture his attention. But it was working in spades just the same. With her hands still behind her back, his mother's chest looked even bigger than Suzanne's.

He eventually took a closer look at her swampy pussy. This was definitely a special visual treat for him, since her pussy was still a taboo "no-go" zone for him. He saw fresh rivulets of cum dripping down her thighs and realized that although she'd obviously screamed herself through a big climax less than five minutes earlier, she was far from sexually satiated.

He thought, Holy moly! I think she wants to get something started with me right now! She must really be worked up. Not to mention that she can't be thinking very much, if she believes I have anything left to give after what just happened with Aunt Suzy!

Indeed, that was exactly what Susan was thinking. His stamina impressed her so much that she'd come to believe he could will himself to get erect at almost any time or place.

Suzanne recognized the challenge. She raggedly rose to her feet and put her hands behind her back. Then she thrust her bare chest out too, to even things up with her newly-arrived competition.

Susan, however, hadn't yet seen Suzanne's countering challenge, since she was still too embarrassed to open her eyes.

Suzanne was finally **** to speak up to get Susan to notice. "Nice look! You definitely look slutty. You look like the kind of slutty, naughty, big-titted mommy who lives to suck son-cock. Check it out. You're inspiring me too."

Susan had to open her eyes to see what Suzanne meant. She was pretty displeased to note Suzanne's similar pose, but she was undaunted. She recalled the phrase Alan had told her that had become a kind of personal mantra for her: "Thrust your chest out and proudly poke your big tits high in the air, because you have nothing to be ashamed of." That's right! I have a GREAT body! Tiger loves playing with it. I AM a slutty, naughty big-titted mommy who lives to suck son-cock, and I don't care who knows! I'll bet he's wiped out after fucking Suzanne's ass so good and so long, and what better way for him to relax and recover than with a nice long blowjob from his favorite busty mommy? Pick me, Son!

At the same time, Suzanne thought, God knows I love Susan to ****, but she can be a real cock hog. I know she's all worked up, and frankly, that's mostly my fault, and somewhat Sweetie's fault. But he loves me and we're having a great time cuddling. I love these tender moments at least as much as the out-of-control horny ones. Susan just has to learn to wait her turn!

Suzanne walked closer to Susan until their nipples were practically brushing against each other. She hoped that by getting in Susan's personal space and staring her down, Susan's subservient side would cause her to buckle.

But Susan wasn't buckling. Her lust was in charge. In fact, she just stared back at Suzanne with greater resolve.

Suzanne finally spoke. "Susan, you promised him to me for the entire night, don't you recall?"

What Suzanne didn't realize was how much her lewd pose made her and Susan look like Alan's sex toys in his eyes. With both of them in the same sexy, subservient position, nearly nipple to nipple, his thoughts naturally returned to Suzanne's "large harem of women" comment. Man! This is too cool! Add to that the crazy way Brenda was falling for me tonight. What a great night!

Susan said, "Did I really promise that? If I did, I must have been high or something. Frankly, I'm concerned that his cock is not being properly tended. For instance, look at his crotch! It's all messy! It's my duty to make sure he's properly cleaned!"

Suzanne couldn't help but grin at that silly argument. "And what happens if it isn't cleaned?"

Susan replied, flustered, "Then, well ... then it'll be all messy!"

Suzanne's amused grin grew wider. She said sarcastically. "Oh my! That would be just terrible! And I'm sure your concern for cleanliness has nothing to do with your desire to get your tongue lapping on his cock and balls, does it?"

Susan bit her lip while staring longingly at Alan's flaccid penis; she knew it was pointless to deny it.

Suzanne stepped forward a bit, causing her erect nipples to push into Susan's equally aroused ones. She pointed out, "You really, really don't want to do that. Believe me. His cock just came out of my ass. Even if it doesn't look dirty, it's covered with bacteria from back there. It needs to be washed off before anyone does anything to it, or even touches it."

"Oh, poo!" Susan pouted.

"That's exactly the problem: poo." Suzanne was amused at her clever reference to the other meaning of one of Susan's favorite terms of dismay.

Susan suddenly rushed out of the room. Suzanne feared that she'd offended her friend in some way, but it was just Susan working at double speed to take care of the sanitation issue. She rushed across the hall to the bathroom, grabbed a towel, wet it in the sink, and then rushed back to where she'd just been standing.

Alan saw the towel and said, "Thanks, Mom. Toss it to me." He caught the towel and used it to wipe his still flaccid penis.

Suzanne said sarcastically, "Without any soap? You think water is enough to clean the crap off his dick?"

So Susan responded by going back in the bathroom, wetting a washcloth, visibly lathering it with soap and bringing it to Alan.

Alan took the washcloth and used it to hurriedly clean himself.

Suzanne said, "No. Clean it thoroughly, including in all the folds and the loose skin around the head of your penis. And don't touch it again with that dirty towel, since that got contaminated when you used it before without soap." Then she and Susan simply stood and stared until he had was done.

Suzanne's purpose was in part to instill in both Alan and Susan concern for the sanitary issues involved with anal sex. She knew that if she didn't the Plummer house would soon be rife with bacterial infections of everyone's genital areas.

Susan bit her lip with longing once Alan finished his thorough cleansing. Seeing his freshly-washed penis increased her desire to lavish it with her oral attentions.

Suzanne said, "Now, Susan, you did say I could look after his penis this evening. Remember your concerns on the subject, and that you wanted to take it easy until you've seen the psychologist?"

"Screw my concerns!" Susan nearly shouted, giving up any pretense of restraint. She stepped forward, causing her tits to press firmly against Suzanne's. "Please! I need it so much that I can't stand it! It's been **** waiting out there! ****! Listening to you two go at it ... Ever since you took his cock away earlier this evening, I've been dying of need!"

She turned away from her friend, breaking the tit contact. She grabbed Alan by the shoulders. "Please, Tiger! Let me give you a special goodnight kiss." She blushed and closed her eyes. Then she whispered to him, "It's pulsing."

"Huh?"

She nodded with her head for him to look down.

He looked again at her fully exposed pussy. Sure enough, he could actually see her pussy twitching and throbbing, as if it had a life of its own. He inhaled deeply. He loved the smell of wet pussy that filled the room, especially since he wasn't sure just whose pussy was contributing more to the smell.

He turned a bit and looked over at Suzanne. He noticed that her chest was thrust out even more than it had been a minute earlier, as was Susan's. It seemed that there was still a chest-display competition going on as the two of them vied for his attention.

He thought, This is just total madness. To have these two women - women who definitely do NOT belong as suburban housewives, women who should be friggin' centerfold movie stars - to be contorting their bodies and begging for my attention ... It totally blows my mind! It's hard to believe, but despite cumming too much already today, my dick just won't stay down in the face of all this!

He didn't realize that it was the pheromones in their vaginal secretions that were driving him on.

He said to Suzanne, "I'm sorry, but I really should help Mom out here. Can't we have mercy on her? She's obviously been working herself into a lather while listening to us. We kind of caused this, with the way we were so loud and all." He didn't want to overtly point out that they'd deliberately opened the door just to drive Susan out of her mind with need; he figured the oblique reminder would cause Suzanne to recall that fact.

Suzanne was chagrined, but also surprisingly relieved. He's right. It's not fair, because we did trick her and work her up so much. This is part of the process. My overall plan is not just to have Sweetie for myself, but to share him with the ones I love the most. Sharing means sharing - now. I love Susan like a sister, so I need to put her needs ahead of mine sometimes. Besides, I'm pretty damn sexually satiated right now. Sure, it would be great to cuddle for hours, but she needs him a lot more than me at the moment.

She said to him, "You're right. I'll get going. And it's good of you to remember that it's your job to keep all of us well fucked, so please give your mom your attentions. But next time, I expect to be probed, licked, groped, fondled, kissed, fucked, and generally all-around pleasured in a very thorough manner. Is that clear?"

She had assumed the attitude of a stern mother ordering her child to clean his room, but she managed to grin at the same time, showing that she was (mostly) just being playful.

"Yes, Aunt Suzy." He answered in a voice pretending to be a **** young teenager. Then he smiled a weary smile, showing that he was being playful as well.

"Good. Now I think I need to start a little goodnight kiss tradition of my own."

Suzanne and Alan necked for a minute or two while Susan looked on with the urgency of someone afraid that they'll pee in a public place. She actually clutched her crotch and bounced on her high heels, just as if she couldn't hold her urine in much longer.

Even though Suzanne was naked, Alan's hands were too tired to wander extensively, despite the fact that his wery dick had come back to life. He enjoyed the kiss, but he also used it to get some moments to rest and recover. Whoa, man. Crazy. To think of all the stuff that happened tonight with Brenda and everything. I thought we'd just go to bed after the party ended, but the sexual fun keeps going on! I think Mom ended the fun downstairs too soon, so we're all still too wired. But this great kiss I'm enjoying, as nice as it is, is like the calm before the storm. I just know that as soon as Aunt Suzy's gone, Mom is gonna go nuts over my dick and nuts! I need to find more energy somehow, just to keep up. I sure don't want to disappoint her.

Even the necking wasn't much of a respite, because Suzanne had felt his penis engorging against her skin, so soon she was jacking him off yet again.

When the kissing ended, Alan said half-seriously, "Aunt Suzy, I think you're draining the life **** out of me. Killing me one orgasm at a time. At this rate I'm going to look forty by the time I'm twenty."

He looked at his mother, still bouncing with anticipation, and then down at Suzanne's sliding fingers. "And between the two of you, I'm going to turn into a wraith within a week."

Suzanne was going to talk some more, but when she saw Susan bouncing from foot to foot with an endearing urgency, she decided to cut things short. While still stroking his cock, she whispered directly in his ear, "Now, Sweetie, remember what I was saying earlier about how your mom and I are going to hand you off to each other all day long? Look. I'm generous and not at all jealous. See how I'm handing you off again. So don't worry. Just leave everything to your Aunt Suzy. She's going to help you make all your dreams come true. She's your guardian angel, and she'll make sure that every day of your life is like heaven on Earth."

Suzanne hoped that little speech would help inspire Alan to rely on her instead of trying to direct events himself. She gave his boner one last extra-hard squeeze. Then she waved a friendly goodbye at both the others and walked out of the room, flagrantly wiggling her ass as she went. To finish, she closed the door behind her.