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Susan paused. Should I go ahead and tell her about everything I did with my daughter? It's so shaful and sinful. But Suzanne is my best friend. We don't keep a single secret from each other. I have to tell her. She can help with her usual good advice. I really need to know what to do.
She closed her eyes in embarrassnt of what she was about to say. "Finally, my cutie Tiger suggested that if I kissed Angel on the lips, that would make him hard. He was quite insistent about it. So I reluctantly did so, and it worked. Especially since we were both naked by then, and well, our bodies kind of rubbed together all over. But at what price? I was shocked - Angel really got into it! She was running her tongue all inside my mouth even as she ran her hands all over my naked body. What kind of respectable mother lets her daughter do that? And I figured it was okay for to kiss back since I don't have any desire to kiss won, and it was for a good cause, to get Tiger's cock hard... but I'm afraid she may be bisexual. I never considered she might be before, but lately I don't know..."
Suzanne was very pleasantly surprised at this new revelation. In fact, she could hardly contain her excitent as the implications sank in. Score a ho run for the Suzanne plan! Susan's falling into my hands through her daughter, and the brilliant thing is I didn't even set this one up. My plan has its own montum now. I'm going to have to thank Angel in a big, up close and personal way for this later. Susan is well on her way to becoming an all-out bisexual. I can tell. She's a natural nymphomaniac, just like .
Good God, she's a passionate woman! What if she licks my pussy with even half the enthusiasm she always uses on Sweetie's cock? Just the thought of it has ready to cream!
But even as Suzanne was trembling with excitent on the inside, she kept a level facade on the outside. She advised Susan, "Don't be so hard on yourself. It's true that things have gotten very sexual in your house, but that's only to be expected when you have such a virile, handso, and sexually needy young man living with you. A powerful cock like his demands top service, and what can a busty, beautiful woman like you do but kneel and serve and suck?"
Susan had been developing her own lingo of sexual phrases and words. Suzanne had been paying close attention to such word choices, and now was repeating Susan's favorite phrases back to her, reinforcing her beliefs in the process.
"That's true," Susan said, as if Suzanne had stated so indisputable truth.
Suzanne couldn't help but grin a bit when her propaganda efforts worked so well. She asked, "By the way, did you put your cocksucking skills to use after the kiss? I hope so, after all that effort."
"Hmmm. Oh yes. I did. Mmmm." She closed her eyes and was transported in her mind back to the experience. "Now that I think about it, I even stroked him DURING the kiss! Can you believe that?" She added in a whispery voice, "God, it was good! But I'm so bad. Awful! Such an incorrigible sinner. I feel terrible. I almost was too ashad to tell you about it. What should I do?"
"So you stroked him for a few seconds. Big deal."
"A few seconds?! Suzanne, the kiss went on for minutes! All the while I was jacking him off. And there was more than one kiss. I should have stopped, but my nipples were so erect and tingly, and feeling my boobs pressing against... Oh, I'm such a terrible sinner!"
Suzanne thought, Shoot! I miss out on so much morning fun. I swear, I should install concealed video caras so I could at least watch. But no; I'm deceiving my very best friend too much already. Still, that sounds too hot to be believed: Mrs. Naïve and Innocent jacking off her son while French kissing her daughter with them both naked, breasts to breasts?! Wow! Have rcy!
But Suzanne kept those thoughts to herself. She advised, "Rember what I told you to say earlier: 'dical benefit.' This is for Sweetie's dical benefit. You yourself said the kiss was essential for him to get hard... and it worked. Think how painfully he would have suffered during school if you hadn't thoroughly drained his cock first. Just imagine the poor boy walking the halls of the school all day with that stiff erection of his and those painful blue balls - is that what you want to see happen?"
"Of course not. But still, even though the kiss was for a good cause, it was practically a lesbian act. And kind of incestuous too!"
Suzanne chided, "I don't think you're focusing on the importance of pleasuring his demanding cock nearly enough, if you're still having these doubts. Look. He has to cum six tis a day! Six tis! Every single day! Do you think a plain ol' vanilla blowjob or handjob or even titfuck will work every single ti?"
"Well, no, but-"
Suzanne cut her off. "I want you to stick your fingers in your mouth and suck on them as if it was his hot, aty shaft filling your mouth. That'll put you in the right state of mind to think about this issue."
So Susan obediently stuck three fingers in her mouth and sucked. The task ca easily to her, as she had her fingers in her mouth a lot lately, while constantly fantasizing about sucking off her son. She did this a lot in her lonely monts, but she'd never done it in front of another person.
All the practice on her fingers was greatly increasing her sucking endurance. It seed lately that she was either sucking Alan off, masturbating while thinking about sucking him off, talking with Suzanne about sucking him off, or working on her sucking endurance with her fingers or various phallic objects. That seed to take up a majority of her day.
Suzanne wasn't sure how well Susan was listening at the mont, but she continued over the sound of slurping, "How many families have a son with a problem like his? Very few, because he's a very special son. But if they did, they'd be facing the sa issues. I don't think we realized all the implications of his treatnt when this started. But now that I understand the situation a little better, I have to say I'm impressed with the resolve you've shown."
Susan wasn't exactly showing a lot of resolve at the mont - she'd taken to sucking her fingers like a fish to water, and was barely able to comprehend Suzanne's words as she thrust the fingers into her mouth as if Alan was straddled over her and vigorously fucking her face.
Further, her other hand was busy twisting and tweaking one of her nipples again. It embarrassed her that Suzanne could see her doing that, but she was just too horny to stop herself.
But still Suzanne pressed on. "I think a lot of mothers, maybe most mothers, would have completely given in and begun fucking their sons imdiately. But your 'bend but don't break' strategy appears to be working. I have a friend who's Arnian, and she says that when she was growing up all the won like her did everything and anything except straight sex with guys, including blowjobs and anal sex, so they could preserve their virginity for marriage. It's a system that works, 'cos it's part of their culture and those guys respect that. The further they allow guys to go, the easier it is for the man and woman to keep their virginity, because both sides are getting pleasure without that one forbidden act."
A muffled "Mmmm!" was Susan's only reply.
Suzanne concluded, "So I think it's the sa with you and your cutie Tiger. As long as you don't actually have straight intercourse with him, the rest is okay, and in fact it's great in helping his problem. Rember that: the further you go with him, the less you'll need to have real, full vaginal intercourse to be satisfied."
Susan apparently had been listening enough to understand, and took her fingers out of her mouth to speak. "Thanks," she said. "Your words always make feel better. You ntioned anal sex. You're saying I should actually let him fuck in the ass?!"
Suzanne opened her eyes wide, as if her own suggestion was startling even to herself. "Yes! Shocking, I know. The more you let him have his way with your body, the less he'll need to fuck your pussy. Paradoxical, isn't it? Those are the kinds of sacrifices responsible and caring big-titted mothers make, just like the won in those countries."
Suzanne didn't fully realize it, but she was opening up the floodgates. Susan had never even allowed herself to fantasize about anal sex, because she considered it that much beyond the pale. In recent days, she'd been thinking about it more and more, in part because of what she'd read in her books, but it was still a very forbidden and even strange fantasy idea for her. But with Suzanne's stamp of approval, it suddenly beca a very real and trendously scary yet thrilling possibility.
Susan put her fingers back in her mouth and nodded as she thought, Oh yes! He NEEDS to have his way with my body. It's only right! But anal sex? I don't know. That's too extre. To have him put that big, thick thing up my ass? That seems so very improper. I an, one has to have limits. Imagine if he could just grab at any mont and throw down on the table. He'd bend over and shove his big jackhamr monster up my teeny tiny asshole. I don't know... That could really hurt. And then he'd start thrusting! Drilling into my poor ass, deeper and deeper! I'd be writhing around, naked and helpless, my big boobs mashed into the table, his complete shaless slut. His butt slut! And even though that's an extrely HOT idea, it's so wrong! Terribly, terribly wrong!
Is there anything more low and depraved than a good Christian mother becoming a willing, wanton butt slut for her own son? Eagerly begging for him to stuff his fat cock down the wrong hole? I don't think so!
But Suzanne says I have to do it. I HAVE to! I have to give him my tits and my ass. I must give myself over to him completely! Well, except for that one forbidden thing which we won't even consider. I'm just a sex cow. It's not my place to think or say no. My place is just to get FUCKED! Yes! Fuck , Tiger! Even fuck , yes, THERE! In the ASS!
Suzanne watched with amusent as Susan pumped her fingers in and out of her mouth with greater and greater speed. The idea of being allowed to get fucked in the ass was so exciting that Susan lost all sense of propriety and completely forgot about her best friend until she reached climax yet again.
Susan cried out, "Oh!" and in seconds realized that she wasn't alone but that she was still with Suzanne, and that she had three saliva-covered fingers deep in her mouth. She shafully pulled them out and hid them behind her back (as if that sohow hid what she'd just done!), but her mind was still fogged with the excitent of new possibilities.
She tried to push her many naughty thoughts from her mind, even as she struggled not to slip her hands underneath her spandex shorts. She desperately needed to touch her clit. Sohow, she managed to make an attempt to resu the conversation. "Uh. Where were we? What was that you said? Sothing about, uh, bend over but don't break?"
Suzanne grinned at Susan's slip of the tongue. But she acted as if nothing had happened and pretended that she'd been looking away the whole ti. She turned her head towards Susan and asked, "What was that?"
"You were saying 'bend over but don't break', or sothing like that?"
Suzanne loved that phrase, so ran with it. "Yes. Bend over but don't break. Pretend like your son owns your ass, your big tits, and in fact every part of your body but the insides of your pussy. You may have to take it up your butt on a daily basis to save your pussy while keeping Tiger's dical treatnt going. Basically, take one for the team."
Susan didn't have to stretch much to imagine her son owning her body, as that was already one of her most popular fantasies. She confessed, "I could do that. Yes, I think I could. If it's for the good of the, uh, team, that is. I an, not like I would want to, just because... well, without any good reason. Or because it feels so good." She blushed.
Before she could think too much about how unintentionally honest that comnt had been, she quickly added, "But what about Katherine, my sweet Angel? I worry about her."
Susan let herself believe that Suzanne had failed to notice her climax yet again.
Suzanne turned back and said calmly, "Sa deal. As long as she and Sweetie don't have actual intercourse, then the rest is okay. Can't you see how their physical intimacy brings them closer together? Can you even rember the last ti they were sniping at each other? I can't. They're so close and loving now. You can see how her eyes light up whenever she sees him?"
"Yeah, but... The image of the two of them together, it just seems so..."
"And it's not like she's missing out on so great guy. All her dates before were with bozos anyway. She's not going to et a serious guy until college. Sweetie will be moving on to college in less than a year, so both of them will be dating others soon enough, no matter what happens in the short term."
"But, uh, what if he wants to, uh, take her ass, too?"
"Well, the more involved she is with helping his dical treatnt, the less likely she'll be to want to date so local bozo. You want to save her for the higher-quality college material. Besides, it's NOT incest. You know that incest requires vaginal intercourse. So, if and when she's willing to help that way, and you're okay with it, then why not?"
"That sounds reasonable, I guess..." Susan imagined Katherine naked and bent over the dinner table with Alan behind her, feeding inch after inch of his long, thick erection into her butt hole. In the vision, Katherine scread out in both agony and ecstasy as Susan herself stood in the kitchen wearing just her apron, looking on like a proud mother.
That image drove her crazy with desire. She further imagined kneeling on the kitchen floor in front of both of them, sticking her ass up in the air, spreading her ass cheeks, and saying, "Now, you two, don't forget to tend to your mother!" Her eyes glazed over; she was far away in fantasy land.
Suzanne snapped her fingers, bringing Susan back to Earth.
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