'Soone' Special [ 12 / 20 ]
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Susan was about to fix herself a sandwich when she heard the phone by the kitchen counter ring. "Hello?"
"Hi, Susan. It's ." It was Brenda. "Is this a bad ti to call?"
"No, not at all. I was about to make lunch, but that can wait a little while. What's up?"
"This may sound odd... I'm embarrassed to even tell you..."
"Brenda, have we not shared a lot lately? Feel free to talk to about anything."
"Okay, but you'll laugh. The thing is, I've been fretting all morning about... well... the state of Alan's penis." She waited for derisive laughter, but none ca. "I know it's silly. He's at school, after all. How could you or I know how his penis is doing? But still, I wonder. Is it flaccid? Or erect? Is soone taking good care of it?"
When there was still no response from Susan, Brenda added bitterly, "You can laugh now."
Susan replied with obvious sincerity, "Why would I laugh? I feel the exact sa way."
"Really?!"
"Really. After all, rember that he's tad , just like he's taming you. I want to say 'welco to my life,' because I have a lot of thoughts like that almost all day long, especially when he's at school. I fret about his blue balls when he's sitting in class. It really worries ."
Brenda was on speakerphone, so she actually clutched her head with both hands in dismay. "Oh God! Don't even talk to about his blue balls. I can't bear the thought. His cock could be nice and stiff, just perfect for a long, intensive cocksucking, and there's nothing you or I can do about it!"
"Tell about it," Susan emphatically agreed. She felt her nipples stiffen in her loose sumr dress. "He could have a perfectly good boner for HOURS, without any help! But luckily, I wouldn't worry too much about it right now. It's about noon, which ans it's his lunch period. I'm sure so beautiful big-titted cheerleader is taking good care of him. Maybe more than one! I still don't know all the details, but as I've told you, he's basically made all the cheerleaders his personal fuck toys."
Brenda sighed happily. "Aaaah. What a relief! That's so hot. God, I hope he's fucking so beautiful, busty, blonde cheerleader even as we speak!"
"I'm sure he is," Susan said proudly. "I'm not sure about the blonde part, but busty and beautiful? You bet!" She chuckled at that. "That's my boy!"
Brenda sighed with relief again. "That's such good news. I feel like you just lifted a weight off my shoulders."
She'd started the phone call fully dressed, but now she was regretting that. She stuck a hand inside her blouse and started rubbing one of her erect nipples. "I just can't stop thinking about him, especially his cock. That was happening last week, but it's gotten even worse since Sunday's fashion show. I swear, that night changed my life."
She spoke a bit shyly. "This may be presumptive of , but I have to tell you because I feel so strongly about it. I know I'm not one of his official personal cocksuckers, but for a while now, and especially since the fashion show, I've been feeling just like I am one. I only wish I had more opportunities to act that way too!"
Susan spoke carefully, wanting to encourage Brenda's cock-lust but also not wanting to make big promises. "As far as I'm concerned, I think it's just a matter of ti before you win that title. But until then, we can definitely call you one of his cock helpers. You've got what it takes, girl! After that show, I'm sure he's going to want to fuck your face and your tits on a regular basis from now on."
Brenda exclaid, "YOU LIE!"
Susan was taken aback. "Excuse ?!"
"Sorry, I'm too worked up. What I an is, it can't be! Don't even tell that, or I'm going to get too excited!"
Susan chuckled. "Sorry, you have no choice but to get 'too excited.' It's a done deal!"
"WOOO! WOO HOO!" Brenda shieked into the phone.
After so more celebratory small talk between them, Brenda had to take so monts to take so deep breaths and try to calm down. Once she did so, she said, "To be honest, if you said the opposite, 'hasta la vista,' or 'don't call us, we'll call you,' I don't know what I'd do. I'm beco so addicted to him, and to serving him. Do all of his won obsess like this?"
"It's hard to say. Katherine does, to so extent. But I suspect it's just you and so far who get this carried away about it."
Brenda wasn't deterred by that at all. "What's funny is that with my soon-to-be ex-husband, it got to the point where I didn't like it when he got horny, because that ant I'd have to have sex with him. It was good the first years, but it eventually beca a chore. He did it the sa way every ti, and he thought that was good enough because it got HIM off. I certainly wasn't keen to see his penis stiff all the ti."
Her voice switched from sad to glad. "Whereas with Alan, geez, it still feels like I just t him, and that's not too far off the mark, but the state of his cock is becoming a kind of obsession for . Do you think that's a bad thing? Am I bothering you with all this?"
Before Susan could answer, an anxious Brenda continued, "I'm trying hard not to bother you too much. I wanted to call you all morning, but I told myself, 'No, stop pestering her.' I forced myself to wait until this afternoon."
Susan glanced at the kitchen clock. She noted, "It's 12:02."
"Well I call that afternoon. After all, technically it is AFTER noon." Brenda laughed at her own eagerness, since it was obvious she'd called as soon as her clock reached noon.
Susan spoke encouragingly. "Don't worry about it. Don't be shy about calling at any reasonable hour. I know we haven't been friends for long, but we've beco close in such a short ti. For instance yesterday, when we read that incest story together, and went through the fashion show pictures, and so much more. Wasn't that great?"
"Oh, that was definitely great! It was almost as good as the real thing." Brenda paused. She had sothing she wanted to say, but she wasn't sure if she should. "There's just one thing about that, though. I had so pretty weird dreams last night. Of course, I dread about getting fucked by Alan. But, in so of my other dreams I had sex with Adrian too."
"Adrian?! Really!"
"Yes. I think it's because you were going on about how great mother-son sex is. Like with that story. Although, to be honest, I've had the occasional sexual dream about Adrian before. As you know, I've kind of had a thing about incest for a while."
"I see." Susan didn't know what to say. On the one hand, she had co to love mother-son incest, so she could relate. But on the other hand, she felt loyalty to Alan was all important.
She decided it would be best to change the subject and consider that conflict later. "By the way, speaking of dreams last night, I didn't have to dream about Alan, because he ca into my room in the middle of the night!"
"NO!"
"Yes!"
"NO!"
"Yes!" Susan giggled at another one of their "yes" and "no" back-and-forth series. She proceeded to tell Brenda all about the things she, Alan, and Katherine had done that morning, including Alan's early visit to Susan's room.
When Susan ntioned that she'd put on an erotic French maid's outfit, Brenda made her stop and describe it in detail. She also got to promise her to take a picture of herself wearing it later. Brenda had a particular fetish for French maid's outfits that went way back
The highlight of Susan's explanation was her very first ass fuck. She and Brenda shared a special connection there, since they had talked about anal sex so in the past and much of what Susan knew about it ca from Brenda.
Before long, both won were masturbating, although they tried to conceal that fact from each other. Brenda gradually took her clothes off, piece by piece, so she could have better access to her privates. Susan didn't have to, since she was wearing a loose, short sumr dress that allowed her to reach and fondle her huge breasts and wet pussy.
Susan went into great detail about the in and outs of the anal sex, as well as a running comntary on her feelings about it.
Even so, Brenda had questions at the end of the story, lots of questions. After they both climaxed and then recovered so, "Congratulations! I'm so happy for you that I could just hug and kiss you forever! Wasn't it great?"
Brenda laughed after saying that, because she rembered how Susan had already said in many different ways how great it was. "Okay, scratch that. Dumb question. But let's put it this way: does it equal or even exceed your expectations?"
Susan enthusiastically replied, "Oh, definitely! Rember when we first started talking about this, how repulsed I was by the very idea? I still have 'icky' issues, to be honest, but I think that actually could be a good thing. It increases the taboo thrill sohow."
Brenda grunted in approval.
Susan went on, "As for expectations, I was kind of a blank page. I thought back to the only real fucking I even experienced, with my husband Ron. I tried to rember that feeling and then multiply it by a hundred, since this is Tiger we're talking about! But a person can't imagine a pleasure a hundred tis greater... until you feel it! Which I did! It really is that great!"
"I knew it!" Brenda gasped. She was too tired from her recent orgasm to masturbate so more, but she was thrilled and winded just the sa.
Susan then said, "I loved it so much that I can dare say this: after just my first ti, I think anal sex could very well be just as great as cocksucking! I know that might not an much for so won, but I don't know how to give higher praise than that."
Brenda's desire for Alan grew and grew. She told herself that if she stuck with her current path, the day would co soon when he'd fuck her ass, and her pussy too.
Susan also ntioned that Alan fucked Katherine's ass as well shortly thereafter. That wasn't true, since he actually fucked Katherine's pussy that ti, but Susan had been misled, so she could only pass on what she thought had happened.
When Susan had finished her rather lengthy description of all her morning sexual adventures, Brenda sighed longingly. "Aaaah... Susan, I've said this before, and I'll say it again: you're the luckiest woman in the world. But, you know, it's funny. I'm kind of jealous of you getting to spend so much ti pleasuring his stiff cock every day, while I feel like I'm slowing dying of frustration from not getting to do the sa."
Susan asked, "What about last night? You probably got to tend his cock more than anybody else."
"That's true. Last night was a dream co true. Between that and the night before, I'll bet I had my lips wrapped around his shaft for a full hour. But you have to rember that's it for , in my entire life! One hour of bliss. Period. Whereas there are single days where you do a lot better than that. So yeah, I feel like I'm suffering from the slow torture of deprivation."
Susan said, "Don't worry, I'm sure it'll happen more frequently for you. Like I said, you should consider yourself one of his cock helpers. And I bet it won't be long until you're an official cocksucker."
Brenda sighed longingly. "I sure hope so. But in a way, the deprivation doesn't actually bother as much if you give updates like that. Yeah, I get jealous that I'm not directly doing the helping, but that's okay, because I also feel a trendous sense of relief that his cock is being well taken care of. That's way more important to . I an, hearing that he fucked both your ass AND Katherine's ass before school? How can I not love that? That's what I call a good morning!"
"I know!" Susan giggled giddily. "I'd call it a GREAT morning." She was keeping two fingers in her pussy, pumping slowly. Unfortunately, she needed her other hand to hold the phone.
Brenda also was frigging her pussy with two fingers, but she was able to caress her round lons with the other hand. "I don't like to bring up my soon-to-be ex-husband, but if I'd ever caught him sleeping with another woman I would have ripped his throat out. But with Alan, every ti I hear about him having sex with any woman, it makes way more aroused than jealous. It feels like a victory for all of us. Don't you think so?"
"Oh, definitely. That's because we share the task of making sure he cums at least six tis a day, so it IS a victory for us all. There's been this great group camaradarie that's been developing between , Suzanne, Angel, and Amy. Every ti he cums, we get all excited and sotis even high-five each other. It's such fun!"
Brenda sighed longingly. She wished she could be an integral part of that, but again she didn't want to be too pushy. "That sounds lovely."
"It is."
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