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Katherine quickly put her diary in its usual hiding place before moving quietly out into the hallway. Alan's door was still open a crack as she had expected, since no one had gotten up to close it, which allowed her to peek in again.
Alan somehow still wore his T-shirt, but the only thing Susan had on were her glasses - she'd even kicked off her high heels, since she was on the bed. Katherine couldn't actually see much of the action, because Alan was sitting up with his back against the wall behind the bed and one leg dangling off the edge, while Susan was lying face down on the bed between his legs, with her head bobbing on his fat stick.
Katherine wasn't in a position to see Susan's face, and vice versa, but Alan happened to look up when he heard the door creak open a little more. He grinned widely when he saw Katherine trying to peek in. After thinking about it, he motioned for her to come into the room.
Then he barked, "MOM! STOP IT! NOW!"
Susan abruptly pulled her head off his dick. But she moved her arms to clutch at his boner with both hands while whining, "Awww, Son. Please! I was soooo close! You were just about to shoot. I could actually feel the trembling desire in your cock! I was at it soooo long and I neeeed your cum. Pleeeeaassse! Don't you think I deserve a nice sperm bath all over my face, after all that hard work? Don't be a meanie!"
She was right; he had been right on the verge of giving her his load. When she'd heard that Suzanne had blown him for forty-five minutes straight, she'd wanted to beat or at least equal that. But eventually her desire for his cum had grown too strong, so she'd started sucking faster and with greater intensity. Alan didn't have the willpower to keep holding out against the increased stimulation, particularly after all that Suzanne had done to him only a short time earlier.
As a result, they'd been moving rapidly toward his climax, and Susan had known it. He would have kept going and blown his load down her throat in less than a minute, but when he saw Katherine peek in, he decided to hold out a little longer and see where that might lead.
He didn't say anything at all for a minute or two, because he needed to recover his breath. But finally he said, "Mom, I really, really appreciate all your hard efforts. But remember what the nurse said: it's not just the number of cums per day, it's also the intensity and the duration."
"Oh, poo!" she pouted. She was still subtly stroking his shaft, hoping he wouldn't notice. She really wanted his creamy load. "Son, I know all that, and I was trying my best for what seems like a really long time, but you don't understand. Once I've got your cock in my mouth, the NEED to feel your hot seed sperming all over me and pouring down my throat is so powerful that it's almost more than I can bear! And so I try harder and harder to get you to cum. I tried every last trick Suzanne taught me, and it still wasn't enough. I was even titfucking you for a long time while I was sucking you. Didn't you notice that?"
He chuckled. "Um, hell yeah! How could I not? It felt so good that I thought I was gonna pass out!"
"Then why haven't you cum yet?" Susan whined. "Why all these torturous strategic breaks?! Don't you know your big-titted mommy needs your sperm? I don't just want it; I need it. I need a fresh load on my face!"
She was staring up at his face, even as she clutched at (and subtly stroked) his erection with both hands as if holding onto a baseball bat for dear life. He sensed that Katherine had walked further into the room, but he was afraid to look over at his sister for fear that Susan would wonder what he was looking at and turn her head to look there too.
So he said, "Here, Mom. Lick it, but just a little, okay? Remember what the nurse said about prolonged stimulation, which means please don't make me cum just yet."
That made Susan very happy. She lovingly lapped at his sweet spot, while her two hands got busy stroking the lower half and also fondling his balls. He's gonna make me work for it more than usual this time. So frustrating, but it just makes me love it even more!
However, she was still looking at him with adoration and love in her eyes. He wanted her eyes closed so she wouldn't be able to see where he was looking. To accomplish that, he tried to embarrass her some more. "Hey Mom."
"Mmmm?" She was so keen on licking that she didn't want to talk much.
"Are you my cocksucker now? One of my personal cocksuckers, that is?"
"Mmmm. Mmmm hmmm!" She thought, That's so true! I'm glad he's accepting that fact. I love the sound of that: "one of his personal cocksuckers." Not the only one. No! That's not shameful enough. I have to share that duty with so many more. I don't even know how many; that's what a total stud my son is!
She inhaled deeply of his cummy smell. God help me, but I love this cock! Thinking about all her competition, she licked her way down to his balls and back, in an attempt to show that she was the best.
"Are you my big-titted Mommy cocksucker?"
Her voice sounded sexy and orgasmic, because she was close to the brink herself. Just hearing him call her that nearly pushed her over. "Oh, yes! Yes, I am!"
"Do you think about sucking and stroking my cock a lot?"
"Mmmm-hmmm. So much!" She resumed slobbering over his sweet spot, since that got the best results. I love it when he calls me "Mommy!" He hardly ever does that anymore. I need to reward him for saying that by pleasuring him even more. But I'm already doing all I can. And then, hearing him call me "big-titted Mommy cocksucker?" Oooh! Goosebumps and tingles all over!
He asked, "Do you think about it even in church? When you're sitting there in church, all dressed in your fancy clothes, does your pussy get hot and wet as you think about bobbing on my knob? As the preacher talks about sin, is your mouth salivating while you dream about a powerful fountain of creamy cum splashing all over your face and chest? Do you feel great shame thinking about the fact that it's your son's cock that you desire so much?"
She closed her eyes and blushed even as she kept on licking on and around his sweet spot. "Tiger, you're embarrassing me! How did you know all that?!"
But even though she was mortified by his mention of church, those same words drove her wild. Although he'd told her to take it easy, she couldn't help but engulf his entire cockhead and resume bobbing rapidly over his sweet spot. God, it's so true! Lord, help me! I can't stop! I can't stop! I love this too much! The worst part is, the shame somehow makes me love it even more! Oh, Tiger! It's so big and fat and filling my entire mouth! MMMM!
He grasped at the sheets and clenched his teeth. Oh my God! She thinks about it even in church?! Seriously?! Damn, I shouldn't have asked that. Gonna cum... any second!
That level of stimulation would have made most teens blow their load in at most a minute or two, especially since Alan was already close to the edge thanks to what she'd been doing to him so wonderfully for the previous half hour. But he was filled with renewed determination to hold out, particularly since he knew Katherine was in the room, so he rhythmically squeezed his PC muscle as hard as he could.
Knowing that his mother would be fully preoccupied, and expecting her eyes to stay shut for a while, he finally managed to look back at his sister.
To his surprise, Katherine was standing only a few feet behind their mother, at an angle that gave her a good view of Susan's mouth and hand work. But that went both ways, because it meant Susan wouldn't have to turn her head much to see Katherine.
Katherine had been listening to every word, and her mother's admissions about fantasizing in church about sucking off Alan had made her hotter than ever. Even with Alan staring at her, she didn't try to hide the fact that she was fingering her pussy.
Alan smiled at her, but he also felt frustrated, because he wanted to talk to her and he didn't see any way to do that. He tried to signal with his face that she needed to back up, but she obviously didn't understand. He considered making some hand gestures, but there was a risk that their mother would somehow sense that even with her eyes closed.
Before he could make up his mind on the hand gestures, Susan suddenly stopped her licking and turned her head around to face Katherine. Somehow she'd sensed that someone was there, perhaps because of Katherine's increasingly heavy breathing. "A-ha! Angel! What are you doing here?! Or should I call you 'Devil?' How dare you?! This is a very private, personal moment!"
She abruptly turned back to Alan, even before Katherine could react. "And you! You obviously saw your sister there and you didn't say a thing to me. I should be mad at you. I have half a mind not to finish your blowjob!" She frowned while looking down at her hands, which were holding his stiff boner. She looked as if she really was on the verge of letting go of it. However, she didn't.
He was suddenly regretting that he'd invited Katherine into the room. There really hadn't been any point to it; it just seemed like a naughty, somewhat fun thing to do. For once, his "go with the flow" instinct had led him astray, because his mother looked seriously upset.
However, he still had a silver tongue, so he spoke calmly. "Mom, sorry about that. The thing is, Sis really envies your cocksucking skills, and she wants to learn from you, but you never share your secrets!"
Susan growled, "Damn straight! It's not right for a mother to teach her daughter-"
But he cut her off. "Hold on, Mom. Haven't we thrown traditional ideas of what's right out the window? And where would you be with your increasingly impressive cocksucking talents if it hadn't been for all the things Aunt Suzy taught you? And let's be honest: she's family too. Are you selfishly going to learn all you can from her and then not teach anything to your own daughter? That's not the kind of caring mom that I know and love so well."
Susan pretty much crumbled upon hearing that; one could see the anger leave her eyes. But she kept at least some of her resolve (even as she kept both hands wrapped around her son's boner). "Son... Angel... it's... different. I know I'm going to sound hypocritical, but this IS terribly improper. Angel, I just see you as, well, my cute little angel. So sweet and chaste and pure..."
Katherine still hadn't said a word, since she figured Alan would be better at smoothing over situations like this. But although she was buck naked, in an effort to reduce Susan's shock she had placed an arm over her nipples while her other hand covered her pussy.
Sure enough, Alan came up with a plan on the fly. He said, "Mom, that may be, but you have to look at the bigger picture here. You've been bobbing and slurping on my cock for a good half hour, and you've used every last trick you know, and you still haven't made me cum. That just goes to show that it's not an easy task. What chance will Sis have to make me cum when it's her turn next time, if she doesn't know half the things you do?"
Susan closed her eyes, as if that would get her out of having to answer. She clearly was feeling highly conflicted. Darn it, he has a good point! She is one of his personal cocksuckers too now, which means she has to be the best of the best. A cocksucking elite! But I get so very embarrassed! She should go away and let me teach her in private on a banana.
Now came the time for him to reveal his plan. "I've got an idea: since you're self-conscious about her standing there, just close your eyes and it'll be like she's not there."
Susan opened her eyes and looked down at her fingers where they wrapped around his boner. "Son, I understand what you're saying, but it's not right. There have to be boundaries. When I suck you off, it's a very private, intimate, loving thing. I can't have others be watching. Besides, if I allow that, where will it end? That way lies madness, and, and... orgies!"
But even as she said that, she was having a difficult time resisting the urge to at least stroke him, since both her hands were still wrapped around his shaft. Her positioning left her mouth right at the tip of his slobber-covered cockhead, so that every time she breathed out she was blowing air on it, which aroused him greatly.
Alan understood that her cock need was growing, which was why she was deliberately blowing on him like that. It seemed that she couldn't bring herself to stop arousing him, no matter how upset or conflicted she felt. So he said, "Mom, trust me." Then he simply put his hands on the top of her head and guided her mouth to his bulbous knob.
Susan really was bothered by Katherine's presence, but her need to suck her son's cock was too great to resist, particularly when he was showing her his need. She closed her eyes, opened her mouth wide, and engulfed all of his cockhead. Lord, help me! The shame! Angel, please, don't look!
Within seconds, she was sliding her lips back and forth over his sweet spot, licking it with her tongue, even though Alan removed his hand. But, for once, she wasn't really entirely happy about what she was doing, because she couldn't forget that Katherine was standing right next to her, watching her every move.
She finally remembered to close her eyes, and that helped her cope with her embarrassment a bit, but not much.
The horny mother thought as she bobbed, The shame! The terrible, sinful, immoral shame and humiliation! I don't think of myself as an evil person, but I'm giving in to my carnal desires! All that matters to me is that my son's big cock is well-tended... by ME! I don't want to see Angel doing it. I don't even want to see Suzanne doing it. I want to be the one who tends to his glorious man-meat, every single time!
She inhaled deeply to savor the aroma of the cock she was sucking. Mmmm! But I have to be a good Mom. And that's not simply just being a good cocksucker for my son; I have to be just as good a mother for my daughter. Right now, that means letting go of my selfishness and helping her learn how to properly serve his cock as well. I mean, uh, service his cock. Er, his member. I mean... Dammit, I don't know what I mean anymore. But the point is, Tiger is right: it's really not such a terrible thing if she sees what I'm doing and learns a thing or two.
Of course, Susan had been sucking and slurping steadily while she was having these thoughts, but her face was red with embarrassment and her movements were simple and stilted. She was still far too ashamed to open her eyes, so she decided to keep them shut for as long as Katherine was there.
A minute passed, giving her excited breathing a chance to calm down some. Darn it! Angel simply isn't going to go away, is she? The truth is, I've been favoring Tiger too much lately. I need to be more giving towards my sweet Angel too. If that means helping her become one of his highly skilled personal cocksuckers, then that's what I'll have to do. It's bound to happen anyway, isn't it? I mean, just look at me: naked and humiliated, with my mouth stuffed full of cock, like always these days! He's just too smart and too well-hung to resist!
With that new resolve, she finally she started using some of her best moves in an attempt to show Katherine something new. In particular, her specialty was the corkscrew move: she rarely just bobbed up and down, but instead she liked to put some twisting into her movements. So that's what she did, only this time exaggerating the twisting motion to make sure that Katherine could see what she was doing.
Giving a blowjob isn't exactly rocket science, and Katherine already knew that twisting motion well. But she still found it interesting, and more than a little bit arousing, to watch what her mother was doing from so close a vantage point, not to mention hearing her quiet (and not so quiet) murmurings, because Susan soon started "Mmmm"-ing and panting hard.
Although Susan was extremely embarrassed to have Katherine there, that embarrassment also served to send her arousal into overdrive. She actually had a hard time simply bobbing and twisting on her son's stiff pole, because she was constantly gasping for oxygen.
Alan knew that humiliation drove his mother wild, so he tried to push her buttons even more. He ran his hands possessively down her back. One hand made its way to her side, where he clutched a handful of "side boob." He leaned forward and managed to reach her ass with his other hand.
As he squeezed her ass cheek there too, he casually spoke. "So... Sis. Mom's a pretty good cocksucker, don't you think? She's got a body that's built for sucking cock; that's what I think. Check out this ass, for instance. This is an ass that needs to be sprayed with hot cum."
He brought a hand under her torso to grope at a dangling boob. "Oh, and these big tits too. And her face! They all need to be covered in pearly cream. What if one of the neighbors comes by? How will she answer the door, when the only things she's wearing are her glasses, her high heels, and my cum?"
The only problem with Alan's words was that they worked too well. Susan thought, It's true! I'm such a shameless slut for my son's cock! That really is the case! He could fuck me right now if he wanted to and I'd probably love it, even though we'd both go to Hell!
Even though Susan was already bobbing on his cock so intently that she could barely breathe, she went into some kind of mad cocksucking frenzy. Her long, dark brown hair started flying around, despite the fact that she was still lying down with her face in her son's crotch. The way that Alan continued to run his hands all over her nude body like he owned it pushed her over the edge; she started to cum even more powerfully than she had during any of her earlier orgasms.
That was too much for Alan. He was just getting warmed up teasing her with Katherine watching, and he had plans to milk that situation for all it was worth. Although it was a long shot, he wanted to at least try to work her up to where he had both mother and daughter sucking him off together. But he had been holding out for a very long time, and the way Susan's entire body started convulsing and twitching almost violently was simply too arousing for him. He started shooting his seed, ricocheting his cum off the back of his mother's mouth.
Katherine still hadn't said a word, or even done much other than just stand there while keeping her privates covered. But seeing the other two cumming hard lifted her to such a peak of arousal that she forgot about her plan to keep a low profile to avoid further upsetting Susan. She dropped to her knees next to the bed and put one hand on Susan's ass and another on her upper back. She cooed, while caressing her mother's skin, "That's it, Mom! Take it! Take all of his tasty spunk!"
It was hard to tell if Katherine's words were having any effect, because Susan was already guzzling Alan's spurting ropes as if her life depended on it.
Katherine felt emboldened by the fact that Susan was getting used to her presence and didn't even react negatively to her verbal encouragement. She thought back to the conversation between Susan and Suzanne that she'd overheard yesterday, in which Susan confessed to having a strong lusty reaction whenever Alan dominated and/or embarrassed her. Katherine wanted to take advantage to have more sexual fun with Susan herself, and she saw this as a good opportunity to try that out.
Thus, Katherine continued, "Milk him with your lips! Don't just let him cum like he's masturbating by himself. Milk him! Love him with your sliding lips! Coax every last baby-making spermie out of him! Mom, I want you to completely empty his balls, and that's an order!"
Susan's face was such a blur that it was still unclear whether she'd even heard what her daughter was saying. However, she was listening, and Katherine's words, plus the way that her daughter was touching and caressing her bare backside, had a huge effect. Susan knew that Alan had uncountable billions of spermatozoa in him, but she was determined to literally suck every single last one out, immediately.
When he finally stopped firing his ropes, that hardly affected her performance. His penis slowly went completely flaccid, but even that didn't faze her. She kept right on sucking and licking, but moved into "cleaning" mode. In fact, she was determined to "clean" him like she'd never "cleaned" him before.
If for no other reason, doing that allowed her to keep her eyes closed and continue acting as if Katherine wasn't in the room. She'd accepted that her daughter was there, but she still didn't like it, and that helped keep her cheeks cherry red.
Eventually, Alan motioned to Katherine for her to leave. He could tell that Susan was still riding a great erotic high, but she was bound to come down from it eventually, especially since she couldn't simply "clean" him forever.
Katherine was coming down from her own peak, so she didn't mind leaving. She went back to her room to write another entry in her diary about what she'd just seen and heard. She loved the whole experience, but she was particularly happy that her attempt to say bossy things to Susan had been accepted without comment by both Susan and Alan.
