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Alan waited about ten minutes before he went downstairs to the basement with Katherine. He knew that Susan and Suzanne had to know that he'd end up doing more than just watching, and he wanted to build up the anticipation. He also wanted to give his penis a genuine strategic break. Plus, he figured, correctly, that Suzanne had a rough idea of what he was hoping to have happen, and she could use the time to psych Susan up. Susan had already been very hot and bothered, but things would naturally cool down some once Susan was clothed and away from her son, so Suzanne had to try to keep Susan as hot as possible.
Alan was dressed in his usual T-shirt and shorts and Katherine had put on a one-piece bathing suit. That was the closest she had to the kind of workout outfits Susan and Suzanne typically wore, and in addition to having sexy fun, she thought she might actually learn some of their workout routine to help stay in shape too.
As he opened the door to the basement (in the hallway between the bathroom and den), he whispered to Katherine, "By the way, since there's no telling what'll happen, things may get pretty hot. I don't want Mom to suffer too much, so if I give you a certain look, like this, then can you make yourself scarce for a while?"
"Okay, sure. No problem. I'm all on board with her... sexification. I guess that means that sometimes we have to make sacrifices for the bigger picture."
"Right. It's all about curing her of her remaining prudishness. Once that happens... well, I don't know what, exactly. But it'll be awesome for all of us!"
Katherine nodded. "Totally!"
They didn't have to worry much about being overheard because they'd been whispering very quietly and the basement area was quite large. Alan reached the bottom of the stairs and walked into the large basement area with Katherine right behind him.
He could tell right away that Suzanne succeeded in spades in keeping Susan very hot and bothered. For starters, there were the exercise outfits. Suzanne was wearing a very revealing one, which he assumed wasn't one of her usual ones, since it didn't provide much support or cover. But Susan's outfit was like a pornographic parody of real exercise clothes! It actually covered less skin than a typical bikini. And while her top was about the size of a bra, it hung loosely on her, and didn't even reach to the bottom of her round melons, which meant that her boobs were bouncing and swaying with every move she made.
Suzanne had heard the kids come in, but Susan was so far gone into lust that she hadn't noticed yet. It looked like Suzanne had thought through the implications of their arrival, because she was angled to look at the door while Susan was not. She briefly turned and winked.
She didn't do more because she had her hands full - literally. To the teenagers' surprise, the two mothers were lifting free weights, and very heavy ones. They were holding round weights on either end of a pole, and repeatedly lifting them over their heads, just like the old-fashioned weight-lifter style. Alan didn't know how heavy the weights were, but he seriously doubted that he could lift that much. He was flabbergasted that both his feminine mother and auntie could lift so much!
He glanced at Katherine and saw that she was similarly astounded and impressed.
He was already quite horny, since he was still riding an erotic buzz from before. In fact, his penis was fully erect even before he'd gone down to the basement. But he realized the free weights were potentially dangerous, and it wouldn't be wise to interfere in any way until they were done with them.
So he and Katherine just stood there and watched for about five minutes until the two beautiful MILFs put the weights down and took a short rest. They were already sweaty, so they bent down to pick up hand towels to wipe their face.
Out of the blue, Suzanne said to Susan, "Brenda."
Susan still didn't realize her children were watching, because they were keeping still as statues in the shadows. She turned to Suzanne, and asked, "Excuse me?"
"You heard me. Brenda. You're just not with it today; you seem highly distracted."
As Susan wiped her sweaty face, she said with a touch of sarcasm, "I wonder why."
"What does that mean?" Suzanne asked.
"You saw what was happening when you came in. Oh, Suzanne, it was glorious! I'm loving this holiday. It's been non-stop fun from the minute Tiger came downstairs until when you showed up. It seems that most of the time I was nude and kneeling, and practically choking on Tiger's fat cock! But what's even better is that I have the whole rest of the day to look forward to!" She stared off into space longingly, and clutched at her breasts. "I can't wait for him to fuck my tits next. That's what he was hinting at right when you arrived."
Suzanne said, "Well, that's why I say 'Brenda.'"
Susan frowned. "I don't get it. What does she have to do with anything?"
"Think about how big her tits are. When Tiger gets all horny, who do you want him to think about if he has to choose only one: you or her?"
"Me, obviously!"
"But her tits are bigger. You've got to make up for that, especially when it comes to titfucks. But you've got a big advantage over her: she's soft. She's pleasantly plump. Whereas you've got the hard body of a twenty-year old athlete. Tiger loves sexy hard bodies. But what if you don't exercise?"
A fierce look crossed Susan's face, showing her renewed determination to exercise. "I see where you're going with this. Let's do it! What's next?"
Suzanne glanced back at the teens, and said, "I think some more stretching exercises before we hit the machines." She waited a minute until she and Susan were in the middle of stretching, and then pretended to notice the others for the first time. "Oh, hi there. Look, Susan, our visitors have arrived."
Susan was startled, even though she knew they'd be coming. She stopped her stretching and stood up stiffly. Gasping, she asked, "How long have you been standing there?!"
Alan walked further into the room, directly towards Suzanne. He said to both of them, "Long enough to see you hefting those weights over your head. I'm seriously impressed!"
Susan clutched her face. "Oh no! That means you heard all that Brenda stuff! I'm so embarrassed!"
Katherine walked forward too. "That's okay, Mom. That's kind of the new normal for you."
Susan wailed, "But I don't want it to be the new normal!" However, she stopped and turned when she noticed Alan was up to something.
Alan stood next to Suzanne and immediately brazenly reached out and ran one hand up her nearest bare thigh and another hand down her taut exposed tummy. He said, "Aunt Suzy, you're totally sexy pretty much all the time, but seeing you lift those heavy weights turns me on even more than normal! May I?"
Suzanne said with a knowing smile, "I'm not sure what you're even asking exactly, but the answer is yes anyway."
"Thanks." He leaned forward and started French kissing her. But his hands stayed busy. Suzanne was wearing tight lycra, and at first he started fondling her tits over that tantalizing fabric. But even before the first kiss ended he slipped his hands under her outfit and kept on fondling.
Katherine sidled up to where Susan stood gawking, and whispered to her, "Guess what?"
There was a long pause before the stunned mother asked, "What?"
"That's going to be you next! Look! He doesn't waste time, does he? He just pulled Aunt Suzy's top up over her breasts so he can fondle them that much better. And look. Whoop! There go her shorts. She's just standing there while he pulls them all the way down to her knees! Isn't that hot? He just takes control. He doesn't even know the meaning of the word 'no.' He's so super horny right now. I wonder what he's going to do to you."
Susan's ogling eyes widened even more as she considered that. She clutched at her breasts defensively, like she was already trying to fend him off. Her pussy was already moist, and she sensed it was getting downright soaked in a hurry. She looked down to see if a wet spot was showing. It was. She gulped.
Katherine put a hand on her mother's back, and asked, "What's wrong? I thought you love it when he treats you like his personal property and strips you naked and fondles you all over."
"Do you have to put it like that?" Susan hissed nervously.
"I do."
"Well... it's true. I do love it so. So very much, God help me! Look at what he's doing!" She nodded to the way Alan was making out with Suzanne while brazenly cupping and caressing her big tits from below. "I know you were watching as he and I did naughty things upstairs, but to have both you AND Suzanne watch? I can't handle that. Where's the dignity?!"
Katherine ran her hand up and down Susan's bare and slightly sweaty back, but in a friendly way. "There's no dignity, Mom. None. We're officially a couple of his personal cocksuckers now. That's what we do now. We stroke it. We lick it. We suck it. We titfuck it. We pleasure it in every possible way." Making an obvious reference to Susan's rule against fucking, she clarified, "Well, most every possible way, if you know what I mean."
Susan's heart thumped even harder as she thought about her fingers slipping and sliding up and down her son's long shaft, and what it might be like to then hold it and guide it in as it slowly slid into her hot, tight cunt. She whispered breathlessly, "I do!"
Katherine resumed, "Anyway, Mom, if you had a choice between dignity and servicing-" She cut herself off to point out, "Ooooh, look! He's coming for you!"
Susan quietly muttered, "God, give me strength!" She hastily stopped staring and bent down to resume her stretches. She hoped against hope that Alan might see that she was preoccupied doing that, and he'd go back to playing with Suzanne.
He did stop for a minute or so, to watch her. But that only fired his lust up higher and higher, with every move she made.
Seeing her bend over to touch her toes was the final straw. He stepped forward and put his hands on her ass cheeks. Because her "workout outfit" was little more than a G-string down below, he encountered nothing but warm, sweaty skin.
"Hey, Mom," he said casually, as he slid his hands over her ass, which was even firmer than usual due to her flexing muscles. One of his hands kept right on sliding under her thin panties, freely exploring her ass crack.
Susan was so taken aback by that that she reflexively stood up and turned to face him.
But before she could say a word, his arms were around her and his lips were on hers. She started to mutter "Tig-" but then she was blissfully carried away with a passionate lip-lock.
As his tongue explored inside her mouth, and her tongue did the same to his, she thought, Oh God! Oh no! He's such a good kisser! How did he get to be so good at this? It's unfair! How am I supposed to resist?! But I HAVE to resist! I'm too hot already! If I get any hotter, I'm literally going to burst into flames!
She felt his hands running all over her. He'd quickly gone from simply holding her to fondling her ass. And even though the bottoms of her outfit was little more than a G-string, that was an impediment to him, and he pulled them halfway down her thighs.
She thought, Okay, I'm just going to stand here like a statue. Well, with my hands around his back, admittedly - it feels so good to hold him! - but I'm not going to encourage him in any way. I just know he's going to go for my tits next... oops, there he goes! And my nipples are throbbing with need, just like my pussy is! If he starts playing with them, I'm a goner! It won't be long before I'm on my knees and breathing through my nose as all that delicious cock-meat slides deeper and deeper in my mouth! But I can't do that this time, I just can't! Not with both Angel and Suzanne watching!
Oh no! Now he's pulled up my top, and... NO! Please, Son. No! He's playing with my nipples! He didn't waste time! Oh, it's too great! Gosh darn it, I can't help it! She took her hands from behind his back and slid a hand into his shorts. She started jacking him off with one hand and playing with his ass with her other.
Her red face was burning with shame, due to the other two women in the same room. She thought, If I keep my eyes closed, then it's like the others can't see me. Right? Oh, I know that's not true, but how I wish that it was! But with his body pinned against mine, at least I hope they can't see what my hand is doing to his cock. Oh! But that's a lie too, isn't it? They're his personal cocksuckers too. They must know that resistance is useless! He's kissing me and touching me and controlling me everywhere! I give up! Tiger, you win! Mommy's just a big-titted, horny slut who needs your cock down her throat way too much!
Sensing what was coming, Alan spotted Katherine and gave her that significant look he'd indicated earlier when they'd been about to enter the basement.
Katherine understood, and gave him the okay sign with her hand. Then she cleared her throat, and said, "It looks like my Big Brother is in good hands. I've got some things to do upstairs, but I'll be back in a little while. Okay?"
Suzanne was slightly puzzled at that, and gave Katherine a curious look.
Katherine responded with an "I'll explain later" sort of look, and then headed to the door.
Susan was necking with her son so intently that she was incapable of speech, or pulling away. But she moaned into his mouth in a way that she hoped Katherine would interpret as a friendly send off.
Then Katherine loudly closed the door behind her to make sure Susan heard she was gone.
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