Susan had passed out in the basement of her house from too much sexual excitement. When she came to, she found that Xania and Suzanne were both working out on nearby exercise machines. They were as naked as she was. She still felt dizzy and out of it, but the sight of the two perfectly figured women engaging in rhythmic, pistoning motions got her horny all over again almost immediately.
Then she recalled her decision to start lactating, and the tactile sensation of having both nipples sucked at once came back so strongly that she almost felt as if it was happening to her again.
She nearly screamed with joy. Instead, she yelled, "Thank you! Thank you! Wow! What great friends!"
Suzanne looked over and smiled upon seeing that Susan was awake again and obviously feeling happy. It made her feel really good. This is what I should be doing. I should be supporting Susan instead of trying to undermine and best her. Ironically, I think I can actually get closer to my Sweetie by truly wanting the best for everyone, because it ties us all that much closer together. Susan's right: Angel, Amy, Susan, and I should work as a team. It feels so good to see my best friend in the world as happy as this. She's positively glowing!
So she'll lactate. And yeah, her breasts will get even bigger, bigger than mine. That'll make her an I-cup, if not a J-cup like Brenda. Whoa! Sweetie's gonna love that, of course. He may well spend more time with her, especially since he'll be suckling on her nipples a lot. But so what? I shouldn't think of this as a competition. He loves both of us so very much that it can't be measured. And if he's spending a lot more time with her, I'll just join in! They'll both totally love that, and I will too. So what's the problem?
It may be time for me to give up on this idea that I'm going to be the sole leader of this group. For one thing, I just don't have the heart to push my way to the front by pushing Susan aside. Most anyone else, yes, but not her. I love her! I've loved her for so long. If she's not happy, then I'm not happy. What would I do without her?!
Suzanne nearly got teary eyed, but restrained herself. More practically, she looked at the sexual ramifications to such closeness and selflessness. Us Plummers and Pestridges should work as a team and fuck as a team. We can overcome any potential threat by acting as one seamless Alan-fucking machine! If we're always there to lend an extra tit for him to grope or a second or even third cocksucking tongue, there's no woman who can steal-
Xania accidentally interrupted Suzanne's thoughts. She'd crawled over to Susan, her bare tits swinging enticingly all the way. She said, "Ah. Look who's up. A couple of us at least get to finish our morning exercises, but not so for you."
"Why not?" Susan asked quizzically. "I can still catch up."
"Yeah, you could, but I think it's much more important for you to work on some more visualization exercises. You've got a big day coming up, and you need to prepare."
Xania realized she wasn't going to get any more exercising done with Susan awake again and obviously already terribly horny, so she made herself comfortable next to where Susan lay.
"Big day? What are you talking about?" Susan nearly trembled with excitement at the mention of Xania's "visualization exercises." Those were almost as good as getting fucked by Alan. Or, at least, she guessed they were, since she didn't know how good the fucking actually could be.
Xania smiled. "You silly, you know what I mean. The first time he fucks your pussy. The day he becomes a true motherfucker, and you become son-fucked!"
"OH!" Susan sat up and reflexively clutched at her chest as she considered that thrilling yet scary prospect.
Xania added, "I want to see how mentally ready you are. Let's have you close your eyes and visualize him naked, standing before you."
Susan looked over to her best friend. "Suzanne, please stop her. Don't let her make me do this! You don't know what it's like. It's so arousing, so terribly arousing! The way Xania talks me through Tiger fucking me, it's almost as intense as if he was really here and sticking his big cock in me!"
Suzanne couldn't help but laugh a little. She grinned and teased, "And how is that a bad thing, exactly?"
Xania tickled Susan's nipples with feather light touches of her fingertips, causing Susan to gasp and pant while her nipples hardened again. Knowing Susan's submissive nature, she told her, "Put your arms behind your back. You're blocking the view."
Sure enough, Susan uncovered her breasts and struck a stiff sitting pose with her hands behind her back.
Xania grinned impishly. Then she turned to Suzanne, and said, "Susan's such a lovely thing, isn't she? Look at her, with that innocent and kind face, but such a sinful, devilish, voluptuous body. Is her pussy ever not wet? Are her nipples ever not hard? How lucky you are to live next door to her." Mischief danced in Xania's eyes, as there was little she loved more than playing with Susan's hefty globes.
Suzanne pointed out, "We moved in next door to each other because we were already best friends, and we probably became friends in part due to our similar looks, so it wasn't luck. And we call it a 'cunt,' not a 'pussy.' But yeah, I know what you mean." She smiled wickedly. "I think she needs some encouragement to go with her visualization."
Suzanne scooted closer. She reached out and, temporarily taking over from Xania, grasped Susan's already heaving boobs. She mumbled, "Gotta work on starting that lactation," then she resumed sucking one tit while she played with the other.
Susan cried out, "No! Xania, this is unfair! This is too intense. Please don't make me think of Tiger while Suzanne's doing that! My tits are already too sensitive from before. You're going to make me pass out again!"
Xania said, "Too late. Your Tiger is already in the room. Close your eyes. Can't you see him?"
Susan closed her eyes. "I can! Oooh!"
"Can you smell him?"
Susan sniffed the air. "Mmmm! I can! Sperm! Sweet sperm! Mmmm, what a yummy smell. Just imagine if he really is here! Think of all the things he'd do to us! All our tongues sharing his cock and his big dick sliding through my cleavage and his cum splattered across all three busty chests! Oh! Oh! It's too much! Suzanne, stop sucking on my nipple or I'm gonna get too excited!"
Suzanne didn't stop.
Xania replied calmly, "If your tits can't take any more stimulation, don't think about those hands and lips on you. Think of something else. Think of your son and the long, hard, fat mommy-splitter he has hanging down between his legs. His hands are reaching out to touch you. Where are his hands going to go?"
Susan was instantly in the fantasy, like someone who dropped into hypnosis with a secret code word. She moaned and MMMM'd a bit, and then said, "I can see it now. He's put his hands on my legs at first, but now they're moving up to my ass. He's going for my ass! Oh, Tiger. You're so naughty! Just like my morning greetings. He must be 'getting my attention.' I love it!"
Xania commented, "Interesting." She was fully playing her psychologist role in her demeanor, tone, and even her facial expressions, but at the same time she was fully aroused, not to mention buck naked with a soaking wet pussy.
Rather than making notes on a pad of paper as a real therapist probably would have done, she reached out and grabbed Susan's ass with both hands as best she could, despite the fact that Susan was sitting on it. She said, "Imagine my hands are his. He's touching you on the butt. But change your position so I can reach better."
Susan wasn't sure how to present herself so Suzanne could have complete access to her tits while Xania had access to her butt, but luckily she realized she could just lie down on one of the exercise benches and hang her ass far over the edge. She could plant her feet on the floor to fully support her weight and have Xania sit between her legs while Suzanne sat to the side, next to her chest.
All three of them soon repositioned themselves to take advantage.
Suzanne and Xania went at Susan for a bit, while Susan fantasized with her eyes closed. Eventually, Susan asked, "Wait. If your hands on my butt are Tiger's, then whose hands are on my boobs?"
Xania replied, "Those are his too. He has many hands. They're everywhere!"
Susan whimpered, "No fair! That's far too sexy! Don't get me so aroused!" She kept her eyes firmly closed and clenched as she felt another orgasm coming, but she didn't quite go over the edge.
Xania could see in Susan's face and bodily reactions how close she was to the edge. She kept her hands away from Susan's pussy so as to not push her over. Xania wanted to keep her right on the verge. As she worked her hands all over Susan's buttocks and into her ass crack, she said, "Now, keep visualizing. What are his hands on your butt going to do?"
"Everything! Just everything! He's going to spread my ass open and lick my asshole! And there's nothing I can do to stop him, even though it's terribly improper and naughty, because he can't be resisted! At all! Ever! Then he's going to spank me! I love that. Oh, Tiger! So hot! MMMM!"
Xania prodded, "Even though he is your son, he's gonna spank you? The child spanking the parent?"
"I know! It's so wrong!" Susan panted. "But he's the one with the big, fat cock, so what can I do? Serve him and love it, that's what! Anyway, then he's really going to open me up wide and plunge his cock, no, his mommy-splitter! I love that term! He's going to force his mommy-splitter into my tiny back door and fuck my ass! Yes! Mmmm... You should have seen the way he fucked me there yesterday. Aaah, yes... It was so hot, but now I'm too sore!"
Susan's voice took on a pleading and plaintive note. "Don't go there too much, Son, because it still hurts some. Let me suck your cock, to give my ass a chance to recover. That's it... Mmmm... Let Mommy drop to her knees below you, where she belongs!"
Suddenly, she snapped out of her fantasy, and asked, "How can I get my ass fucked more often without it hurting afterwards?"
Xania smiled, and thought, Like taking candy from a baby.
Then she said to her, "Funny you should ask. I have some great ideas regarding that. Do you know what a butt plug is? Suzanne, slow down on the nipple sucking for a bit so Susan can think and remember. Actually, we'd better stop the heavy stuff altogether for a bit and just go to some gentle fondling. Susan really needs to know this."
Suzanne did as Xania suggested and listened to find out what this expert advice would be. But she still kept on idly playing with Susan's breasts, especially their sensitive undersides.
Xania said, "Susan, you're in luck. A woman's virgin ass isn't used to having a really large object, such as Alan's thick, hard, nasty fuckmeat, pushed up into it and stretching it so widely open. I'll bet his first assfuck hurt."
Despite Xania saying that she and Suzanne should stop the "heavy stuff," she couldn't help herself. She quickly lubed up her index and middle fingers in her own copious pussy juices, and then unexpectedly shoved them up Susan's asshole to illustrate her point.
Susan grunted loudly, "UGH!" Xania's two fingers were quite filling, although nowhere near as filling as Alan's erect dick was. Susan had to simply breathe for a while to recover from the shock of the initial penetration. Then she said, "Damn straight! That assfuck hurt. And the second one yesterday did too!"
Despite the discomfort, Susan rocked her hips slightly to try and force Xania's two fingers deeper as her asshole pulsed and throbbed around them.
Xania pulled her fingers out and then leaned in and kissed Susan's clenching anus, very much like the way a mother would kiss away the hurts and pains of her own child.
Xania didn't mind kissing Susan's anus, or even licking in it, because she knew Susan had an enema to thoroughly clean her ass only a couple of hours ago. She'd been told that Susan did that every morning on the off chance Alan might want to use her ass.
Susan's little hole twitched as if waiting for more fingers, or anything else sufficiently large, to return.
Her anus wasn't entirely disappointed. All the tension seemed to drain out of Susan as Xania licked and rimmed around her asshole with her exceptionally long and talented tongue.
"Not to worry," Xania said soothingly between licks, as if she were talking to Susan's butt instead of to Susan. "You just need to prepare yourself better to take his fat cock. The more objects you can take inside you and the longer you can keep them in here, the more prepared you will be to take him."
Susan shivered as she said, "I prepare my ass for him... Every morning!"
"That's excellent. But you have to do more to adjust to his size back there." Xania kissed Susan's twitching anus again. "Luckily there are all kinds of toys that can help you with that."
Susan writhed wildly. "Oh, Xania, please! I can't take it! Your tongue is making me feel so... strange!"
Suzanne let go of Susan's tits and stood up. "That reminds me. I have some killer new dildos I just bought yesterday. This seems to be the perfect time to break them out. I've even got some anal ones, too. I'll be back in a sec." She hurried upstairs.
Susan continued with her "visualization exercises" while Xania cooed encouragements directly into her ass, keeping Susan's anus constantly stimulated with her tongue or fingers. It was a purposeful imitation of their earlier pretend direct discussion with Susan's boobs.
Xania said things like, "Susan's ass, don't let your tits and pussy take all the glory! Don't you want to take over Susan's brain too? You know you want to..."
Susan responded by elaborating on her anal fantasies. "Oh, Xania, you don't know. I want to, so very much! I want to be his butt slut too! I want him to know that my ass is his, any time he wants it! If I'm standing in the kitchen in just my erotic apron, working on something, he should feel free to slide right in my back door, as easily as saying 'What's for dinner!'"
Xania helped her along by deeply penetrating Susan's butt with her long tongue and tongue fucking Susan in mimicry of what she was fantasizing Alan was doing to her ass.
Xania giggled. "I love your naughty anal thoughts. And I thought you were so orally focused."
"I am, but I love it all! I think my ass has taken over my brain already. For instance, you won't believe what I was thinking when I gave myself an enema this morning. I don't really like doing that kind of yucky thing, but it's not so bad because I have all kinds of thrilling anal fantasies while I do it."
"Tell me!"
Susan continued, "So, this morning, I had this fantasy where my Angel, Tiger, and I were traveling together on a big airplane. Luckily, we had our own row, because Angel and I had to keep our heads in his lap most of the time."
"You HAD to?" Xania asked.
"Well, of course. It's not like his cock is going to get stiff all by itself. We're his personal cocksuckers. We have to get it stiff, whether we're on an airplane or not. And once it's stiff, it needs a lot of loving and tending. Lots of licking and sucking and stroking! Mmmm! My goodness. Just talking about this is making my mouth water. Since Angel sat on one side of him and I sat on the other, we both had our tongues on his cock most of the time, actually. Mmmm!"
Xania asked, "So how is this an anal fantasy?"
Susan shook her head to try to refocus her thoughts a bit. "Sorry, I digress. My point is, halfway through the flight, Tiger decided that cocksucking wasn't enough, and he wanted to fuck my ass! Right there in the middle of a crowded plane, no less! What a cheeky, COCKY boy! Sitting in our row gave us at least some privacy, but there was no room there for an ass fuck. So he had me strip off all my clothes and get on all fours in the aisle! Then, with Angel helping, he proceeded to fuck my ass!"
Xania was amused. "You realize that could never happen in real life. What about all the other people on the plane?"
"I know! It was crazy and totally unrealistic, but goodness gracious, did it feel good! I think I kind of forgot about doing the enema for a while and just fingered my anus. In real life, I mean. And as for the other people on the fantasy plane, imagining that they were watching was one thing that made the fantasy so hot! I mean, my son doesn't care. It's like I'm, well... like Angel says, his fuck toy! Even on a plane, he's gonna-"
Susan cut herself off to suddenly exclaim, "Xania! Your tongue! It's like another cock! Fuck me with it!"
Xania grinned, her tongue still buried in Susan's backside. She was inspired by Susan's fantasy, and she was channeling her energy into her tongue probing. Her voice was muffled and slurred as her tongue probed deeper. "You're noht duh firthst tuh call it thaht."
Susan further gasped, "Have I told you yet that you're invited back here any time? It's an open door! We'll rent you a limo, dammit! Just keep that tongue up my butt!"
"Thpeaking of a wide open dooah..." Xania drove her tongue back into Susan's relaxed anal entrance. Her lips formed a seal around Susan's anus as she reamed her deeply.
Xania was surprised at the intensity of Susan's love for anal fun. She understandably had gotten the impression that Susan was orally fixated.
One of the things Susan told her while gasping for air was, "I want my Tiger to stuff his rock hard impaler into his mommy's butt hole and flex it as the new 'rule' for 'getting my attention' whenever he sees me!"
Xania figured Susan was exaggerating a bit with that one, but she was nonetheless surprised at how much Susan enjoyed anal penetration.
Xania accurately guessed that the pleasures of Alan drilling her pussy still seemed too fantastical and intense for Susan to even focus on them much, so Susan channeled a lot of that energy into her ass.
With Suzanne gone for a surprisingly long time, Susan went on to tell Xania even more anal fantasies that she'd been having in the last couple of days. Most of them were plausible in that the setting was somewhere in the house or the backyard. But others were like the airplane fantasy, taking place in improbable public locales. Xania realized that Susan shared her exhibitionist streak, and she felt a bond because of that.
Xania also recalled a joke that Susan had made earlier in the morning, about Alan marrying her and getting her pregnant. She knew that such jokes often weren't jokes at all. Susan and Suzanne both want to marry Alan and have his babies. That's obvious. That obviously also plays into their blatant yet thankfully friendly and even loving rivalry, because he clearly can't marry them both. Yet they're both incapable of having kids, and twice his age to boot.
He isn't very likely to marry either one of them, if he marries anyone at all. If I were him, I'd just build up a big harem and not play favorites. That's probably exactly what he's doing. Lucky bastard!
However, that obviously doesn't seem to slow down or hinder their fantasies in these directions. Susan seems to channel some of her pregnancy desire into a lactation fantasy, while Suzanne channels her love into pure lust, and a love of fucking. She's not afraid of her pussy, like Susan still is, so she focuses her energies there, whereas Susan turns more of her energies to the "safer" areas of the ass and tits.
Hey! I'm getting pretty good at this analysis stuff!
