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Suzanne certainly looked the part dressed in her elegant gown, but they made a funny pair since Alan was buck naked. His boner bounced and bobbed lewdly with every step. She felt a great urge to grab it, but she feared that if she did that, they'd never make it to his room. So she looked away and tried to maintain a dignified pose even though her pussy was throbbing so intently that it was a challenge to walk.
Susan on the other hand, was anything but dignified. So was so turned on that she was bouncing off the walls. As soon as the hallway was clear she rushed to Katherine's room to play with her.
As Alan and Suzanne entered Alan's room, he said, "I'm glad you're so calm, because I wanted to talk a little bit before we really get into it."
Suzanne groaned. "Hold on! I'm not THAT calm! Sweetie, it's been FOUR DAYS! Specifically, about four days, two hours, and fifteen minutes. I thought you were going to fuck me every single day until the end of time, and already you make me suffer so badly. Not only that, but you just got me going there by, uh, licking up all my drippy... ice cream." She giggled at that thought, but then turned serious again. "Please! Fuck first, talk later!"
He sat on the edge of his bed. "Sorry, the talking needs to be first, because it'll affect and hopefully improve our fucking."
She gave a heavy sigh as she sat on the bed next to him. "All right. But can I at least suck you off while we talk?"
"No. You know you can't really carry on a deep conversation that way - you get too into the sucking techniques and you make me so aroused that I can barely breathe. But how 'bout a titfuck? That could be fun."
"Damn straight! Now we're talking!" She leaped up off the bed to get herself into position. She quickly removed her gown and dramatically threw it across the room. She always loved the dramatic touch.
Alan lay down on the bed. He positioned his crotch right at the edge of the bed and kept his legs spread wide.
Suzanne quickly positioned herself in between the opened legs.
Within seconds, his seemingly permanently hard dick was sliding between her pale mountains.
"So what's so important to discuss that it beats fucking?" she asked impatiently.
"Well, I've been putting into practice some of the things you taught me last time-"
"On everyone but me," she complained with surprising bitterness in her voice. However, she immediately said, "Sorry." Her boobs were so big that it seemed his erection was completely lost deep inside her cleavage.
He chuckled, trying to laugh it off. "But it's true. But now I want to do it to you. What's worked really great is your idea to delay the woman's orgasm. That's fun. I want to do it with you."
"Great! That's it? Let's get started then!" Still, she was so into the titfucking that she made no move just yet to stop. Beads of sweat began to form on her round peaks because she was giving it her all. Her whole upper body flew up and down as quickly as if it was a pumping hand.
"Wait." He put a hand on her head, indicating he wanted her to slow down considerably so he could keep talking. "It's not that simple. It ties into issues you've had about letting go. You know, your frustration that you can't completely lose yourself in the moment. Also, your issues of pride and dignity. I don't want to just fuck you; I want to help you get past all that. Let's just get totally wild and get you so into it that you'll completely forget all those concerns. That's what I want to do tonight. Who cares if you do something someone might think isn't dignified? What happens in this room stays in this room."
"But you forget..." She was already starting to pant heavily. "Susan and Angel... What if they go downstairs... watching this on the... video monitor... while they do the nursing?"
"Oh shit. Right. The surveillance system. I keep forgetting about that. I'm beginning to wonder if having that installed was such a great idea. Well, at least we can turn it off if we want, right? Isn't there supposed to be a switch near the door for that?"
"Yeah, didn't you notice it next to your light switch? But I don't care who sees. Let them have their fun."
But then suddenly she seemed to remember something else and stood up. "On second thought, maybe that would help. Sorry, gals. I'm sure you can have plenty of fun with each other and watching other stuff that's already been recorded. Nighty-night!" She flicked the switch near the door.
Then she hurried back to his bed. She got back in titfucking position.
However, this time he did more of the thrusting into her tits, while she mostly sat still. He didn't want her too winded to talk. He sat there enjoying thrusting in and out of her tight chesty tunnel for a minute or two, while he was mesmerized by the sexy sight. He couldn't believe his luck that she would even have anything to do with him sexually, but he didn't want to sound like a broken record. So he asked, "Have I ever told you how much I love your tits?"
She chuckled. "Only about a million times in the last week alone. But that's okay; I wanna hear you reach a billion. Still, us busty babes do have other body parts that are fun to play with, you know." She wanted to draw attention to her pussy but her hands were busy holding her tits tightly together. So she swayed her ass back and forth, hoping that would put his attention in the right general vicinity.
"That reminds me," he said, as he thought about spearing her talented pussy. "We need to get down to some serious cunt fucking."
"Let's do it, Sweetie!" She pulled away from his hard-on, lying back on the bed. "But I have to confess something. The main reason I turned that video off is because I have a secret to tell you: I didn't tell you or Susan all my secrets. I saved a couple of the best ones for myself!"
"Jesus, how many sexual secrets do you know?"
"Unfortunately, not enough. I don't know how I'm going to keep surprising you and drawing you in months or even years from now."
"Hey!" he interrupted. "You don't have to keep surprising me. You're my Aunt Suzy, my second mother, and I love you. I'll never get tired of you, never!"
Her heart soared to hear that, but she craved more affirmation. "But what about all those other women you'll be boning? New women all the time."
"I may play around a little," he admitted as he stopped stroking in anticipation of changing positions. "But I'll never love them like I love you or the rest of my family. If a day goes by without a little Aunt Suzy in it, I figure that's a day wasted."
She laughed and smiled. Then she teased, "And, as for me, if a day goes by without a great big Alan in me, that's a day wasted." Changing gears, she said seriously, "But I have one great secret, a technique that you'll love. And I know I'm being rather selfish, but I want you to promise to keep it a secret too, and only practice it with me."
"Sure, that's only fair considering how much you've freely shared already. But with all these video cameras everywhere, I don't see how it'll stay a secret for long."
"But it will. That's why I've saved this one in particular. You see, it's all in your mind. It's called a non-ejaculatory orgasm. Most people don't know this, but men can do it. You can get off nearly as wonderfully as if you're shooting your spunk all over our faces and chests, but no one will know except you."
"Wow! Why didn't the sex books I bought a few weeks ago talk about that?"I think you should take a look at
"I'll bet they didn't talk about whole body orgasms, either. This culture is so lame. It's a joke that things like the female orgasm and G-spot are recent 'discoveries' by our scientists when other societies have known about them for ages. But never mind that; let's cut to the chase. The key is that people always think the climax and the ejaculation are the same, but they're two separate things. You can just barely reach the climax BEFORE you hit the ejaculation, and then pull back. Then you can repeat it again and again until you can't take any more and you finally want to blow."
"Holy cow! Really? Fuck! That sounds awesome! Why didn't you tell me weeks ago?"
"My rather stupid plan was to string out sharing new techniques with you over many months, but unfortunately the competition completely blew my schedule. But another reason is that this can only work if you have REALLY strong PC muscle control. You weren't ready before, but now you definitely are. In fact, I think you can skip all the training one normally needs to do. It's just like what you've been doing in catching your second winds with little pauses, but if you and your partner - i.e., me - can do it just right, you can have a mind blowing climax AND still get your rest and keep going without ever losing your hard-on."
"Mother! Brilliant! That is too cool! You know, if this works, I think I'm going to want to have sex every day."
They both laughed, since he already seemingly did little else. Even while they joked, he resumed plowing into Suzanne's deep cleavage at a slow but steady and very enjoyable pace.
"Okay, let's try it," he suggested. "But how does one get it right? I've been doing the second wind thing for ages now and never felt the kind of thing you're talking about."
"The key is practice. Lots and lots of practice." She suddenly reached out with her outrageously long tongue and flicked the tip of his cock with it as he fucked her tits. "I'm afraid you're going to have to fuck your second mother constantly to get it just right."
They both laughed some more. "Okay, Mother, let's do it. But at the same time, we're going to practice climax delay for you. Get yourself right on the edge of a great orgasm-"
"Done!" She laughed, but added, "Seriously. Even though no hand has gotten near my box yet, I'm so excited! I'm already there!"
"Okay. So stay there. Let's work on non-verbal communication so we can maximize our mutual pleasure."
They switched over to proper fucking. They both sat up on his bed and fucked face to face, so they could easily see each other's expressions and quickly get non-verbal feedback.
However, almost as soon as the fucking began, she couldn't stop herself in time, and she exploded in a tremendous multiple orgasm.
But that was only a minor setback as he knew that before long she'd be on the edge again.
Over the course of the next twenty minutes or so, Alan began to understand the different sensations between the arrival of a climax and the arrival of ejaculation.
Suzanne taught him breathing techniques and muscle control techniques that helped. He had several close calls, which felt like mini-climaxes, but it took twenty minutes before he finally had his first real non-ejaculatory climax.
She explained that the closer one could get to ejaculating without actually doing it, the better the non-ejaculatory climax would feel. It was a real art and a skill to get just right.
The skills of the partner were key, too. The partner had to stop or change activity at just the right point.
Luckily, the fact that she'd had a great climax of her own made it easier for her to start and stop on a dime.
They tried a whole variety of different positions, partly to find the ones that would make it easier on her to control the process, but mostly because it was fun. They came to the conclusion that having her on top helped them achieve their goals the best.
He rested a bit after this success, but kept his erection unmoving in her vagina. He asked, "That was great, but now what?"
"Well, Sweetie, you can do it again and again. I've only had a couple of lovers who were able to do this, but they tell me that it's like a constant building up. You hit a non-ejaculatory peak, then come down a bit but keep going, hit another, and so on, until finally you're ready to ejaculate. And when you do, it feels ten times as good as if you'd done it without all those non-ejaculatory climaxes along the way up to the final peak."
"That is so cool! Mother, you are extremely clever, because I'm going to keep my promise and do this only with you. Which means I think we're going to be fucking each other even more than before."
She smiled. Girl, you've still got it! I thought it was such a disaster to give away all those secrets to Susan, even though I knew I had to do it to help her. She is my best and almost only friend, after all, and I just can't say no when she makes that sad puppy dog look. But it's all working out, because somehow I had the smarts to hold this one back and since I've shared so much he doesn't mind me keeping this most precious secret. I may even go to the very top of his fuck list!
Take that, Susan! I love you sister, and I love to see you happy, but I have to take care of my great cunt needs too. Now I have the best of all possible worlds. Alan's happy with me, Susan's happy with me, and my cunt is gonna see a lot of action. Yes! She suppressed the urge to pump a fist in the air.
He had paused, but now he added, "I don't know if I'll be able to keep it a secret forever, though. I mean, I want to get away from this keeping-of-secrets stuff, especially from Mom."
Suzanne frowned as she was painfully reminded of her greatest secret: the entire six-times-a-day scheme. Just hours earlier she'd dodged a bullet with Dr. Fredrickson and now that secret seemed safer than ever, but it still weighed heavily on her mind and kept her from completely opening up. She well understood the desirability of not having to hide secrets.
So she replied, "That's fine. I agree with you about the importance of not keeping secrets from our new open family. But share this one just with me, for as long as you can, okay? It's a totally harmless secret, after all. I hope to get at least some months of special loving from you with this. Hopefully by then, I'll be ready to take you to the next level."
"Next level?"
"As your whole body orgasm showed you, there are almost no limits to what one can do with sex, and how good it can make you feel. I'm starting to max out on what I know and what I've experienced, but I've bought some books that show there's much more. A lot of it is pretty cutting edge, recently discovered stuff that even I'd never heard about. For instance, did you know that you can have quite pleasurable orgasms through your cock while it's still flaccid? Or that the G-spot isn't the only special spot in a woman's vagina? There's the U-spot, the X-spot-"
He cast a skeptical look at her. "Come on! You're making this shit up."
"Nope. At least not if some of the books I've been buying lately are accurate. You just bought the wrong books. And what's great is that you and I are going to learn how to do all of these things together."
She thought to herself, And I don't care that much if the others learn this stuff eventually, because none of them have the sexual skill I do. Even if they learn, not even my cheerleader daughters have as much innate natural gymnastic skill as I do, and only Xania has a tongue like mine. No one else can squeeze their vaginal muscles as well as I do, thanks to my years of practice. That thought caused her to start subtly squeezing her vagina around his cock.
But still she continued with her thoughts while she flexed, True, Glory is a better deep throater from what I hear, but I have the tongue length to be able to match her skills if I keep at it. The fact is, if my Sweetie wants the best of the best, he's going to come to me! Not only that, but as the others get more skilled, I'll reap the benefits with lesbian sex and orgies, too.
Alan was awed by the pleasurable possibilities she hinted at. "Mother, I love you so much. I can't wait until we share a whole body orgasm. I want to have something like a Vulcan mind-meld with you. In fact, if I'm going to reach this great peak today thanks to the non-ejaculatory climax build up, I want you to have something just as good or better. Let's get back on track with taking care of your needs. I'm ready, and in fact, it seems you've started without me already."
"What?" she asked with a gleeful and naughty smile. She appeared to be perfectly still, but in fact her vagina was now squeezing him intently, giving him as much pleasure as if he was deeply thrusting.
"You know what!" he said accusingly, but also happily. He reached down and began rubbing her clit.
