Iveyflame Special [ 5 / 6 ] 3.5k Words
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Susan stewed a bit while she waited. She felt that she had missed out and fallen behind because of her fear of being seen naked by others. She also was a bit frightened of being left on a nude beach all alone, even though she wasn't naked because she'd kept all of her bikini on. But luckily, while the others were away, the two men who had been closest to them got up and left. It was starting to get late and the sun was sinking, so that left her without anyone else in sight.
When the other three returned, Susan was assaulted by the wave of sexual energy that they brought with them.
For instance, driven by lust, Suzanne had a new attitude about Susan wearing her bikini. Even before Suzanne came to a halt in front of her, she said firmly, "Susan, you're taking that bikini off now, and that's final - no arguments."
Susan tried to change the topic. "How was your walk?"
"Incredible! But that's beside the point. Sweetie, are you with me here? Don't you have the power to decide what your mother wears? Or in this case, doesn't wear?"
"That's right, Mom. I'm afraid you've got to take your bikini off. And no covering up with your arms or by lying down, either."
"Oh, poo! You do have that right. I was hoping you'd forget!"
Deep down, Susan loved it when Alan ordered her to do things. However, she really hated for any other man but Alan to see her in the nude.
After some discussion, Alan agreed that she could just take her bikini top off. Suzanne, Alan, and Amy were still completely nude, so Susan was still a bit behind, but for her, actually exposing her chest in a public place (and not lying face down) was a major step. She nonetheless kept her hands over her breasts as much as the others would let her.
Now that they were all completely nude, or nearly so, Suzanne said, "Sweetie, I know you're pretty worked up after that walk and seeing so many lovely ladies on the beach. It's time to decide who gets the cocksucking honors, don't you think?"
Suzanne was the pot calling the kettle black, since Alan had gotten her and Amy very worked up and he damn well knew it. The mother and daughter were still dripping wet with excitement, despite their orgasms, while he was hard but not especially so. His erection had gone down a bit simply from being up for such a long time. (Having Suzanne pull him along by his dick hadn't helped either.)
Still, he appreciated the offer and said, "You know it, Aunt Suzy. I'm all over that idea. I know it's risky, but if I don't get some relief soon, I'm gonna die."
Susan asked, "What about taking him back to the car? Can someone do that?"
Suzanne said firmly. "Sorry. Too far, too difficult. Don't you remember the cliff we practically had to climb down to get here? But we can't wait; he has extremely blue balls."
"Oh dear!" Susan clutched her hands at her bare rack. She didn't quite know what that meant exactly, but it sounded serious.
"Susan? You want to do the honors?" Suzanne asked. While Suzanne would have preferred to do it herself, she saw this as an opportunity to further break down some of Susan's barriers.
Susan looked to Suzanne in horror. "Me? No way. I could never do that in public. Never! I'm having enough trouble with this scandalous topless situation!" She tightened the grip over her bare breasts. "You do it! Please! Amy and I will guard you."
Seeing the depth of Susan's resistance, Suzanne acquiesced. She sat on Alan's legs and jacked him off while Susan and Amy sat on either side and tried to block the view of any potential onlookers. (There were none, anyway.)
But Susan and especially Amy were really more intent on watching rather than staying on the look-out for strangers. They practically salivated over what Suzanne was doing.
Susan muttered things like, "Isn't this illegal? Son, the things we have to do sometimes for your medical treatment. Really! It's so improper!"
That caused Alan to think, Oh yeah. My medical treatment. It's so hilarious. I've almost forgotten about that completely, now that I've gotten into the six-times-a-day thing as an end in and of itself. Let's see. Is my energy level any better lately? Hmmm. Not really. But then, who the fuck cares? It's not like I'm gonna ever want to stop, even though all this attention is slowly killing me. If I'm going to die, this has to be the ultimate way to go!
Suzanne could feel his balls tighten, but she pretended that she didn't know he was about to cum. He followed her lead and didn't say anything either, so his cum simply started to spout into the air, arcing up and then down towards Suzanne's chest. Her big rack was an easy target to hit, but she expertly aimed his cock and made sure that some got on her face as well. By the time he was done there were bits of cum all over her, plus some on his thighs and on the towel underneath.
Suzanne would have preferred to swallow it all, but she wanted to push Susan a bit further yet again. She'd known that the sight of Alan's spurting cum would reduce Susan to a quivering mass of horny nerves.
Sure enough, Susan stared at all the splattering cum like her eyes would pop out of her head. Her stiff nipples showed just how horny she was. She was so transfixed, she even forgot to keep them covered.
Suzanne asked, "How did you like that, Sweetie?"
He replied, "It was great, as usual. Thanks a ton, Aunt Suzy. I think doing it in public makes it way more exciting. Even if no one is watching, here we are out in the open, underneath the sun and the clouds. It's beautiful. I don't like taking risks, but this has all the fun without any real danger."
"I'm with you. It is a real kick. But now we have this big mess." Suzanne started to scoop up some of the gobs of cum and put them in her mouth. "Susan, would you be so kind as to help me clean up here?"
"Me? Uh, no. I really shouldn't. ... Well, if you insist." Susan leaned over and down.
Suzanne cackled inwardly with glee. She felt Susan's hands on her tits as Susan swept up every gob of cum she could find, eating them all. Susan absolutely loved that.
"You know, we really should stop this," Susan said halfheartedly, even as she gloried in rolling the cum around the insides of her mouth.
Amy also reached over and scooped up some cum.
Suzanne didn't notice at first because her eyes were closed, but then she realized there were too many hands on her. She opened her eyes, sat up, and barked, "Amy, what do you think you're doing?"
Amy swallowed another big gob. "Can't I help too? It's so yummy."
"No!" Suzanne lay back down while Susan continued to feast, ignoring the minor dispute. "Honey Pie, what am I going to do with you? I'm sorry I included you on this trip today. Allowing you to directly help with Sweetie's special needs is turning out to be a big mistake, because you keep getting too involved. You're too pure and precious to me to get mixed up in all of this."
"Oh, Mom, that's not fair." Amy got up and stomped off. She was obviously peeved, which was very rare for her.
Susan and Suzanne continued their cum feast. Suzanne hoped that Susan would get bold enough to lick the cum straight off her big tits, but unfortunately that didn't happen.
Alan just reclined on his towel and enjoyed the sight, though his dick stayed flaccid.
There wasn't a tremendous amount of cum, but the two of them took their time enjoying it, savoring every gob.
After a few minutes, Suzanne asked Alan, "Sweetie, could you get up and help me for a minute?"
He was already right next to them, but he sat up and said, "Sure, what is it?"
Suzanne sat up on her heels and then stretched backwards so her crotch was on prominent display between her bent knees. "Susan, do you realize we've been forgetting our manners? Here we are, eating a nice little snack, and we haven't offered our cutie anything. How 'bout it, Tiger? See anything you'd like to eat?"
She pulled her pussy lips apart and allowed him a glimpse into her hidden depths.
Susan complained, "Suzanne! You're not planning on letting him do THAT, are you?! I thought that area was completely off limits! We agreed!"
Suzanne said, "I know. But there are too damn many boundaries and limits! As long as he doesn't actually fuck me, what's the harm? You should let him do it to you too."
That stunned Susan into silence. Besides, she'd been coming to that conclusion on her own. A big reason why she'd let Alan touch Katherine to "get her attention" the day before was because she was toying with changing the boundaries about that. But still, she was undecided, so she stayed quiet for the moment.
Alan was a bit chicken at going down on a woman with as much pubic hair as Suzanne had, so he wasn't sure. Susan had made the whole pussy area such a forbidden zone lately that he felt a bit taken aback. It further occurred to him that the last time he'd been alone with Suzanne, she'd promised that he could play with her pussy. But he could scarcely believe that the first opportunity would be like this, with a compliant Susan resting her arms on one of Suzanne's thighs.
Then something Suzanne had said a while earlier finally registered with him, and he said, "Hey. You called me Tiger. That's Mom's nickname for me. That's confusing me."
"I did, didn't I? That's okay. I get confused myself. You have two tall, naked, big-titted mommies to serve your every sexual whim. It's easy to confuse us when we're both so sexy and so hot for cock!"
That was a nonsensical explanation as to why Suzanne had said "Tiger," but it worked for his libido, which was her real purpose. His face drew closer to her gaping gash.
Susan was busy wiping the remains of Alan's spray of cum off Suzanne's stomach, but she was watching closely, and the closer his mouth got to Suzanne's pussy, the greater her worry became. "Suzanne, I don't know about this. Even if you're okay with it, it still seems terribly improper to me." Her rejection of the idea strengthened as she talked. "Don't forget that we're in a public place! I refuse to allow such a lewd display. There's no one else around at the moment, but if anyone saw us, why, why... I don't know what!"
Suzanne laughed heartily. "I do. If anyone saw us, they'd get quite horny, that's what."
Alan took Susan's objection as an excuse to decline, sort of. "Aunt Suzy, since Mom doesn't want me to do that, how about if I finger you instead?"
"Works for me!" Suzanne said as she leaned all the way back for him. "Now that the children are gone" - this was a reference to Amy - "let the adults play some nice adult games." She thought she was joking with the "children" reference, but it really was more a commentary on her continuing failure to realize that Amy was becoming a woman.
Alan stuck two fingers into Suzanne's dripping and still-open slit before Susan could object. He distracted his mother further by saying, "Mom, there's lots of cum in this general area." He waved his hand over Suzanne's crotch and thighs. "It would turn me on to see you clean it up."
Susan considered complaining some more, especially since pussies were supposed to be a complete no-go zone, even on Suzanne, but her cum lust was just too strong. She searched for and eventually found each and every gob of cum that had landed below Suzanne's belly button.
Alan and Suzanne were both disappointed that Susan used her fingers instead of her tongue to lick it up, but seeing her scoop up and then swallow each bit of cum with such lusty need was an inspirational sight just the same.
Susan thought about how wrong this all was. But she too was helpless to stop her own actions, so she struggled to justify them. We all know Tiger's cum is very precious. It can't be wasted for any reason, and it certainly can't be allowed to fall on the ground, like Onan's. It ultimately belongs in a mouth or a pussy or at least on a woman's skin; that's just a fact. Amy shouldn't lick it off her own mother, so it's up to me. That's all there is to it. I have nothing to hide from God!
There's nothing wrong going on here. I'm just enjoying a yummy little sperm snack. I am NOT going to lick my way all down Suzanne's stomach, exploring her belly button with my tongue, lapping up my son's cum along the way. THAT would be wrong! If I start licking, I just might find my mouth down there right next to his plunging fingers. Soon I'd be lapping up her love juices that he's so copiously extracting, straight from her quivering hole. No! I have willpower. That would be a totally different thing from just enjoying some of his cum. That's a lesbian thing! I am NOT going to do that!
As time went on and Alan kept relentlessly fingering Suzanne's pussy, Susan's thoughts grew lustier. Look at him go! Digging deep. Deeper! That's gotta feel so good! Oooh, Suzanne, if only I could be you right now. If only he could touch me like that. But it's wrong, too wrong! Mmmm! I'll just have to- Mmmm! Eat all this yummy- Mmmm! Yummy cum! So wrong too, taking this right off Suzanne's hot, sexy body, but I don't care!
Once Susan ran out of cum, she focused all her attention on Alan's fingers plunging into and out of Suzanne's pussy. She muttered both "So hot!" and "So wrong!" at various times. She repeatedly licked her lips, and her hands seemed to constantly fight the urge to play with her own pussy, which shook and trembled with excitement as she imagined that it was she who was getting violated by her son's fingers.
The situation was just too much for Suzanne. It was as if her grand Plummer orgy scheme had already come true. The thought of Alan fucking her while Susan licked her clit pushed her over the edge. She started to cum, and once she started she just couldn't stop. She came again and again, completely forgetting that she shouldn't scream on a public beach. Her legs twitched and thrashed, but that didn't stop Alan's fingers.
Amy returned not long after Suzanne's massive climaxes began. She sat next to Alan and watched her mother writhe and scream.
When Suzanne first noticed Amy, she was horrified to be seen like this, but she was too far gone at that point to say anything. As she continued to buck, she realized the fact that Amy was watching made her even hotter.
Suzanne thought about it as she recovered from her climaxes, It's like we're all non-stop sex machines! Toys for my and Sweetie's amusement. It's amazing how much sex the rich, beautiful, and idle can have once they put their minds to it, hee-hee. The only thing holding us back is the thin veneer of restraint Susan still has, and that's disappearing by the hour.
Plus, this whole thing with Amy is killing me. As a responsible mother I really need to keep her out of all this. But as a lust-crazed woman I totally want to do her myself! That is so wrong! Wrong, wrong, wrong! Did I just say that? I can't even think about that. I am NOT thinking about it. She's my daughter; that would be real incest. No! No, no, no, no, no...
She turned her fantasy away from Amy and thought about Susan and Alan and all the wonderful things the three of them could do together. That was like a soothing salve to her worries.
Once Susan ran out of obvious cum gobs on Suzanne's skin, she didn't stop. She kept searching for more, which meant she ran her hands all over Suzanne. The fact that Suzanne had stopped cumming and was resting as if asleep made Susan's cum search a lot easier. She didn't realize that she was doing something sexual; she still just thought of herself as being very thorough in her search for Alan's cum.
It was a very inspirational and arousing sight. But somehow Alan still didn't get hard, perhaps because his penis remained weary from his recent climax and the orgasmathon the day before. Besides, he was content to just give pleasure to Suzanne, for once.
Eventually, Susan ran out of cum and thus out of interest.
Anyone still sitting up flopped back down on their towels, completely drained.
But, after a minute, Suzanne had the energy to quip to Susan, "So, I'm beginning to think this beach trip idea of mine was a pretty good one. What do you think?"
She laughed with pure delight, and the others all laughed along.
Suzanne thought, I never knew I could feel this happy. I'm a friggin' genius. Who says crime doesn't pay? Not that what I did was a crime - just a little bit of necessary and harmless duplicity. My six-times-a-day scheme is already the most brilliant thing I've ever done, hands down, and it's only gonna get better!
She stared lovingly at Susan. When I think of my best friend, liberated from the shackles of her wacko religious ideas, living and loving life, fully free sexually... I get so happy I almost have to cry!
