Chapter 52 Aim For My Mouth!!

As soon as Susan was gone, Suzanne thought, A-ha! I've always figured Susan would be submissive in bed, and the way she secretly loved being told to thrust her chest out proves it. She could have just done that for a minute and stopped. But no. She kept right on doing it! Things are going to get miiiiighty interesting around here, that's for sure!

She chuckled. She'd paused in her stroking, but now she resumed a steady rhythm. She spoke to Alan in a matter-of-fact manner, as if this kind of thing were commonplace. "Awww, shucks. I was hoping she would stay longer. I didn't even get to show her this lovely pearl necklace you gave me."

She swiped a gob of his cum off her cum-splattered chest, then made a great show of sucking it into her mouth with her free hand. "Jesus H. Christ!" she said with great surprise. "Has anyone ever told you how sweet your cum tastes?"

He let out a loud groan. "Oh. My. Gaawwwd. Aunt Suzy, this has just been too weird. Great, damn great, but weird. I mean you" - he pointed at her cum-splattered chest - "and then Mom" - he pointed at the door. "I mean, it's just... Whoa!"

Since he was at a loss for words, Suzanne said, "Yeah, I know. It's a lot coming at you all at once. You have to admit though, that your mom looked really hot as she stood there obediently with her chest thrust out, her giant tits hanging out right in front of you, panting and staring hungrily at your big, hard cock. Didn't that turn you on?"

He assumed he needed to keep his incestuous desires a secret from everyone, even Suzanne. "It's not like that, Aunt Suzy. Really."

She raised a skeptical eyebrow. "Really?"

"Honest to God. I mean, yes, she's attractive. Hell, more than attractive. But she's my mom. I don't think of her that way."

Suzanne kept pressing, trying to get him to confess some attraction. She began intently rubbing his sweet spot again, to further break down his resistance. "Oh, come on, Sweetie. 'Attractive?' Is that the best you can come up with? That's like saying the sun is kind of warm."

He admitted, "Okay, she's gorgeous. She's frigging incredibly beautiful, just like you are. I mean, her dimensions are just crazy. Big up top, a narrow waist, and then wide hips. Again, exactly like you. What more could a guy want?! But she's my mom! No one can deny that she's beautiful, but I don't see her, as ... you know ... sexy."

Suzanne's fingers slid up and down his slicked-up shaft. "Sweetie, don't lie to me. You have to admit she looks damn sexy. Are you saying you don't see your mother as beautiful AND sexy, just because she's your mother? Is that what you want me to tell her?"





"No!" he cried in agitation. "God, she's totally HOT!" He got even more flustered after realizing what he'd just said. He blurted out, "Don't tell her anything! Please? Promise? It's not like that!" He started sweating profusely, as if he were being tortured under interrogation.

Suzanne stroked his erection even more aggressively. "I won't tell her anything. Your secret is safe with me. Personally, I don't think there's anything wrong with sex with an adoptive parent, as long as you're both loving and consenting adults. Don't you agree?"

"No comment." He was really sweating bullets now. He knew that his lust for Susan was as plain as day. After all that happened yesterday, it was like some inner restraint had broken: he couldn't hide his feelings for his mother anymore.

Suzanne decided to give him a break and not press him too hard on the issue. "Whatever. But you have to admit she looked hot."

"How do you even know what she was wearing? You didn't turn to look, did you?"



"I did, eventually. But I didn't need to, because I knew she was going to wear something scandalously sexy to help you cum. That's the kind of loving mother she is. I kind of got a kick out of not seeing what it was exactly at first, and just imagining. But let's go back to the appointment. What do you think she was thinking while Akami was playing with her nipples? Don't you think she got really horny, between Akami doing that and the way she was devouring your big dick with her eyes?"

"How the heck should I know what she was thinking?"

Suzanne grew more excited herself. "Don't you think, after watching Akami jack you off for so long, Susan would want to jack you off herself? What happened last night, with just you and her? Did she touch it, or even stroke it, like I'm doing? Wouldn't you like her to do what I'm doing right now, wrap her soft hands around your prick and make you feel incredibly good? Don't you want to blow your load all over her just like you've blown your load all over me?"

He looked at the pearly mess all over her face and curvy tit-slopes. He pleaded, "Please don't ask me these questions! It's freaking me out! Aunt Suzy, I'm so on the edge! I don't just mean that I'm about to cum, although that's true too. I mean that my brain is just about to shut down from stimulation overload. I'm really freaking out!"

Suzanne realized she was pushing him too far too fast. She thought, What am I pushing him for, anyway? It's as clear as the sun rises in the east that he lusts after Susan as much as he lusts after me. I don't need to actually get a confession out of him to know that. As long as that's true, my plan to seduce the entire Plummer family is still very possible. As always, the main barrier is Susan's prudish attitude, but we can see that's starting to change. Everything is beginning to come together brilliantly!

She let go of his turgid dick. "Oh. Well, I can understand that. Sorry for being kind of pushy. I'll tell you what. Why don't you just chill out and do some homework, and I'll come back another time. There are some things I still want to discuss with you."

He was relieved; he really did feel overstimulated. But at the same time he looked down at his erection and said, "Thanks. But, uh, before you go, you know, since you're so against chafing and everything, I'll just be honest. As soon as you go out that door, I'm going to masturbate like there's no tomorrow."

She gave him a put-out look. "Let me guess: you'd rather I finish you off than do it yourself."

He nodded shyly, wondering if he'd pushed his luck too far.

She could have teased him about it, but she decided it was better to build up his sexual confidence. So she said, "Uh-oh. You got me. Looks like you've already discovered I can't turn down a chance to play with your cock." She leaned in and resumed stroking it, while also blowing on it with every breath.

She knew he was already pretty close to cumming. As she stroked, she said in a dispassionate voice, "Since you've got me here, bare breasted and on my knees, with my hands full of cock, now's as good a time as any for that serious discussion I wanted to have with you later."

He groaned. "Oh, Aunt Suzy. Can't it wait?"

"No. I want you to remember this. Your mother is a sexy woman. She may even be having horny thoughts about you, though she probably doesn't know or understand them herself. I'll bet when she was in that bathroom in the doctor's office, fingering herself, she was thinking about you. She even hinted as much to me. She kept talking about her 'unnatural, disturbing fantasies.' She was dreaming of you in there; I know it! She was fantasizing about holding your cock, and doing to it just what Akami was doing to it, which is what I'm doing right now!"

He found himself at the edge of another climax, even more from her words about Susan than what her fingers were doing. He strained to hold out a little longer.

But then Suzanne brought him down by adding, "But she's your mother, you understand?"

"Yes, ma'am," he said dejectedly, slumping in his chair.

"Sexual contact between you and her is wrong. That's what I'm for. If you ever get horny thoughts about your mother, your sexy little sister, or anyone else, come to me and I'll make sure to keep you satisfied. Very satisfied. Sweetie, especially given the way your cum tastes, you won't have any trouble getting me to help you again, believe me. Show some willpower and don't let your mother give you anything more than a handjob or blowjob, no matter how much she wants to do more. And don't touch her sexually before she touches you, EVER! Let her steer. Is that clear?"

"Uh, yeah." After a pause, the full realization of what she'd said sunk in. "Blowjob?!" he exclaimed out loud. No one's ever given me a blowjob! It's like Aunt Suzy is saying, "Fuck your mother, but not on alternate Wednesdays!" Could Mom actually be having sexual thoughts about me, or be willing to help out with a blowjob or handjob or something like that?! No frigging way!

Suzanne was getting nearly as excited about Alan and Susan playing with each other as he was. She had a quiet cum without him even realizing it. She was very surprised at that, as she'd never before cum just from giving a handjob, especially considering she wasn't even touching her clit at the time.

She recovered quickly and realized that Alan was about to blow at any second. She brought her face close to the tip of his cock again and said, "Let's not make another mess. Aim for my mouth!"

He let out a great roar and shot at her face from only about a foot away. As he kept squirting, he moved in closer and closer.

She positioned him so that he was firing mostly into her mouth while she continued to stroke his dick. The sight and feeling made his climax that much more intense.

She drank the jism that hit her square in the mouth. She was tempted to pull him in between her lips so he could shoot straight down her throat, but she wanted to save the experience of his first blowjob for another time.

Besides, she had discovered earlier that she really liked the taste of his spend. It seemed a waste to lose it down her throat without being able to properly savor its sweet flavor.

She kept on stroking until he didn't have even one more drop of cum to give. The rest of his load ended up on her cheeks and chin, but a lot of that slowly dripped onto her bare boobs.

She now had the better part of two of his copious loads dripping down her face and chest. She was drenched in cum, and she loved it. Mostly she loved the taste, and wanted more. The idea of giving him a blowjob practically made her salivate in anticipation, now that she knew just how delicious his cum tasted. But her desire to pace herself with him still won out.

He flopped back in his chair like he'd melted into it. "Ugh! ... Good God! ... So good! ... Man, that was something!" He sank deeper in the chair as he panted. He'd never felt so completely satisfied and happy in his entire life.

She relaxed. "We all have to do our part to help you with your ailment, don't we? Your mom is going to have to help out in a hands-on way too, though she doesn't realize it yet. Can you just imagine your mom and me taking turns jacking you off, every single day? And that's not all! If you don't know what a blowjob is like, don't worry; I think I can arrange a practical demonstration very soon."

Those ideas were too much for him. He didn't know what to think of what she was saying. It was fantastic enough to imagine that Susan might want to touch him sexually, but it seemed even more improbable that Suzanne would actually encourage such a thing. He'd never heard of women who were into sharing.

There was sweat and cum all over the place, especially on Suzanne, and they both looked as completely drained as they really were. The intoxicating smell of her perfume was now overpowered by the sweaty smell of sex, from both his and her multiple copious cums.

She brought a hand up to her face and felt the cum there. "It's almost a shame that I'll have to wash this off. But as for now, why don't we get cleaned up a bit? Then you can get some rest, since you have a big day tomorrow."

"I do?" He couldn't think of why that would be.

"You do. After all, I have some new things to teach you and your dick. Doctor's orders," she said as she winked at him. She opened her mouth to the shape of an "O" and bobbed her head forward and backward, pretending she was sucking him off.

She still couldn't get a rise from his overtaxed penis, but his imagination went into overdrive. His eyes bugged out.

"This is about preventing chafing, after all. Isn't it?" she joked.

Suzanne's kimono had fallen almost completely off her body. She was using it to ensure that he didn't get a good look at her pussy; she was saving that treat to stimulate him anew on another day. Therefore she adjusted the kimono's sash to keep her covered below her waist while leaving her breasts and midriff uncovered.

There were things she still wanted to discuss with Alan, such as what else had happened the day before that he hadn't had a chance to explain completely. However, she figured she should let him just rest for a while. Besides, she knew she could get most of the answers she wanted from Susan.