Sorry for the delay as I was held up in an emergency.
Drunk Dargon Special ???? [ 11 / 15 ]
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Mercifully for him, he could tell the lesbian kiss ended quickly, because he heard Brenda say, "Hey! I've got an idea. Katherine and Amy aren't here, so what if we take some pictures for them? Susan, where's your digital camera? I can go get it."
Susan stood up. "No, you don't know where it is. Besides, your turn is next." She ran off to the house, holding her giant melons to reduce their sway.
The fact that Susan was temporarily absent didn't lessen Alan's urge to cum. Normally, Suzanne would have sensed how close he was and eased up or even stopped for a rest. But she'd been listening too, and she was as worked up as anybody. She particularly loved learning about the Coolidge Effect. She didn't know whether Brenda was telling the full truth (she was); she was just happy that it would help speed up the removal of one of Susan's last barriers. Once those were all gone, her intended Plummer house sexual utopia could become a reality.
As a result, if anything, she started bobbing even faster, and with more suction. She wanted his cum and she wanted it now.
He could feel his resistance slowly crumbling. Flexing his PC muscle non-stop was tiring. He cried out, "Gonna... gonna cum soon!"
Suzanne knew it wouldn't be long. But she remembered Brenda was there, and she didn't want to leave her out in the cold when the cum started flying. After all, this was Brenda's special time. So she pulled her lips off, and shouted, "Join me!" Then she switched to just licking one side of his erection.
Brenda understood the invitation. She laid back down between his legs and got busy licking on the side of his cock that Suzanne had left free.
She was overjoyed. Oh boy! I'm licking Alan's cock with Suzanne, the mighty Suzanne! Such an honor. Such a pleasure! Such a head rush! Chills! Chills all over! But I can't just coast; I have to rise to the occasion. Obviously, he's on the verge of cumming. Let's make this his best orgasm ever!
Somehow, Alan held on. However, he felt like he was hanging off the edge of a skyscraper with only a few fingers holding him up. The pleasure was so great that he didn't want it to end, ever. But he knew that the best he could do if he used all his willpower was make it last just a little bit longer. His goal was to hold out until Susan returned. He contracted his PC muscle so urgently that at times his hips actually lifted off the lounge chair.
A minute or two later, Susan came running back, still gloriously nude but with a camera in hand. She took a look at Brenda and Suzanne happily lapping away together and squealed, "Oh my goodness! Too hot! Too hot!" Then she bent over and started snapping pictures.
By now, he needed to cum so bad that he was whimpering as much as panting and gasping. He knew it was a matter of seconds before he exploded. However, when he heard the clicking of the camera, he valiantly struggled to hold on just a little longer so his mother could get some good pictures.
Finally, he could take it no more. He sat up and shouted, "Cum! Gonna cum! Cumming now!"
Susan cried, "Cum, Son! Cum hard! Cum on Brenda! Give it to her good!" Since she had a digital camera, she didn't have to worry about running out of film. She kept on clicking while zooming in for close-ups.
Suzanne had been so busy licking and licking and licking that she hadn't given any thought on what would happen when he finally came. Who would get his cum? But after hearing Susan's "Cum on Brenda!" comment, she decided that it was only fair for Brenda to receive his creamy load. After all, Alan had cum on her own body many times but never on Brenda. So she abruptly pulled back.
Brenda also sat up, in hopes that he'd shoot his wad on her big tits as well as her face. She was left remaining right in the middle, his only obvious target.
Susan continued to click away non-stop. Since it was a digital camera, there was no limits on how many pictures she could take.
Alan also raised himself so his crotch was level with Brenda's face. Then he started to shoot his load. Normally, he wasn't that vocal during his orgasms, but this was such a great one that he growled and groaned like he was wrestling with a bear. So far, he'd had to keep his eyes closed most of the time for fear of getting overstimulated. But now that he was cumming he figured there was no downside anymore, so he watched intently while his cum rocketed out of his pisshole.
Brenda was so feverish with the need to lick his cock that she hadn't noticed the sound of Susan taking pictures or even what Alan or Susan were saying when she yelled. She sensed the end was near by the urgency and increasing volume of Alan's moans, and that's why she'd sat up. But she nonetheless was emotionally overwhelmed when he started to blast his cum right at her face.
She just barely had enough time and sense to close her eyes. Then it fully hit her mentally what was actually hitting her physically. A facial! I'm getting a FACIAL!
She'd heard Susan describe the joys of facials in so many phone conversations that she'd developed a fetish for facials without ever having experienced one in person. She'd never let either of her husbands do that or cum on her chest, complaining that it was too demeaning. But now her attitude had totally changed. She felt it was the perfect symbolic act of a dominant man asserting his power and even his ownership over his submissive women.
So when she felt the cum splattering all over her face, she felt a surge of pleasure that seemed to literally stimulate every last nerve in her body. She opened her mouth wide and screamed like a wild beast. That resulted in some of his cum flying directly into her gaping maw, and that excited her even more.
A massive climax started in her toes and rushed up her body, washing over her like a tidal wave. But it almost didn't matter because she was flying high in the sky already.
She blissfully held her open-mouthed pose, luxuriating in the cum shower. She'd never been so happy or so aroused in her life. Time seemed to slow to a crawl. She felt she could sense every last detail as he painted her chin, her forehead, her cheeks, her nose, and even her closed eyes.
Then, just when it seemed like the euphoric, magical moment was coming to an end, Suzanne came back into the picture. She leaned in until she was literally cheek to cheek with Brenda, because she wanted to enjoy at least some of his cum.
Not only did Brenda not mind, she absolutely adored it. She was thrilled to be bound a little closer together through sharing this sperm blast. It also reinforced her image of Alan as an incredible stud, that he would spread his cum load around like this.
Finally, the last of his ropes were expended, too weak to even make it to Brenda's or Suzanne's face. He collapsed back to the lounge chair like a dead man. He'd loved every second watching his pearly seed blast all over Brenda's and Suzanne's faces. But now that it was over, he had no choice but to close his eyes and mentally shut down for a while. In fact, he very nearly lost consciousness, his body was so overwhelmed and exhausted.
As a result, he wasn't really paying attention when Brenda suddenly sat up. She pulled Suzanne up too, and then she looked at Susan, who was still holding the camera and clicking away. She plastered her cummy cheek against Suzanne's again, and said, "Hey, Suzanne. Say cheeeeese!"
Suzanne laughed at that, but she obligingly said "cheese" while Susan snapped yet more photos.
Susan was holding the camera with one hand and frigging her pussy with her other. She moaned, "So hot! So hot! These pictures are great! The girls'll love 'em!"
Satisfied that the moment would be saved for posterity, Brenda turned to face Suzanne. Since their cummy cheeks had just been pressed together, a long strand of cum still hung between their faces. Brenda saw that, and said, "Oh, look! We're joined by his sticky sperm! Susan, please! Take a picture of this too!"
"I'm on it!" More clicking followed, although she never really stopped. She'd taken several hundred photos in the last few minutes.
Then Brenda kissed Suzanne fully on her lips. She normally wasn't this aggressive, but her great lust made her bold. She practically left Suzanne breathless with the fiery desire in her necking. She snowballed some of Alan's cum into Suzanne's mouth, and then back into her own.
Her only slight disappointment was that he hadn't blasted his cum onto her big tits as well. Their racks were rubbing together and she would have loved to have that rubbing lubricated by his spermy seed. However, there had only been so much cum to go around, and her tits hadn't been a good target because of the way she had been lying between his legs.
Susan took a few pictures of the kissing, then put the camera down. She noticed that Brenda and Suzanne were so busy with their cummy lip-lock that Alan's penis had been totally forgotten. True, it was flaccid now, but Susan had a desire to see it cleaned post-orgasm that bordered on need. She especially loved the fact that it was covered with the saliva from the other two buxom hotties.
After a few minutes, Brenda came back to Earth from the kissing and noticed what Susan was doing. "Hey," she complained.
Susan said without pausing in her "cleaning," "Hey, yourself. You snooze, you lose." She giggled.
Suzanne explained, "That's Susan's cleaning tradition. For some reason, she feels it's necessary to clean every last inch of his cock and balls each and every time he cums. Especially his balls, since he enjoys that a lot."
"I know," Brenda said. "Believe me, I know. Susan tells me absolutely everything in great detail. I'm sad I missed my chance."
Suzanne said, "Don't worry, you'll have fun with it next time, I'm sure."
That excited Brenda to no end. "'Next time!' Oh, how I love the sound of that. 'Next time!'"
Suzanne chuckled. "Yeah. And not just one next time. There will be so many times to come. It won't be long before you're one of his personal cocksuckers. I'm sure of it."
Brenda was emotionally overcome when she heard that, especially because Suzanne was the one who had said it. She hugged her tightly while a few tears of joy actually leaked from her eyes. Since their faces were touching, that inadvertently smeared the cum between them even further.
Suzanne looked down at Susan lapping away at Alan's balls. She thought, Mission accomplished! Brenda was feeling anxious and uncertain. So much for that! She's hooked on Sweetie now, for sure. I knew she would be all along, but it's better now than later, so she doesn't have to suffer any longer. Some people may think I'm selfish with my scheming, but what I really love are schemes that make other people happy. This is a classic win-win for all of us.
Brenda had an idea. She picked up the camera and took some pictures of Susan doing her cleaning thing.
Susan really appreciated that. She hammed it up for the camera, including taking pictures with Alan's flaccid cock in her mouth that made it look like she was completely deep throating a stiff erection.
Not much happened after that, because Alan was so wiped out. He tried to stay awake because he didn't want to miss out, but after Susan finished licking his balls he decided not much else was going to happen for a while, so he drifted off to sleep.
When he awoke, he found himself alone. He noticed umbrellas had been strategically placed so he wouldn't get too much sun. His bathing suit was gone.
Walking into the house, he discovered Susan working in the kitchen. To his surprise, everything seemed normal again, except for the fact that he was buck naked and Susan was wearing nothing but an erotic apron.
She told him that both Suzanne and Brenda had gone home.
Alan was fine with that. He felt somewhat better physically after napping a little while, but he was still utterly exhausted mentally from the intense sexual experience. He went straight to his room just to vegetate for a while.
