6 Times a Day

Chapter 608 He Would Absolutely DESTROY Me! [DD SPONSORED]

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So far, Alan had been rather quiet and poker-faced towards Brenda. But now he said to her, "Wait a minute. What about my goodbye kiss? You still owe me one. Plus, don't forget the dare we never got to do."

Brenda's eyes lit up like a happy puppy. However, she knew that Susan would insist on approving the idea, so she looked anxiously at her, only to see Susan suddenly glaring and frowning.

Suzanne intervened, "Alan's got a point there." Then she added with a grin, staring at Brenda's rack, "Two points, actually."

Before there could be any argument, Alan grabbed Brenda, pulled her towards him, and kissed her. He made sure she came to him so his mother could continue jacking him off as he was kissing. He figured that as long as Susan wasn't denied his cock, she wouldn't complain too much.

He was right about that. Susan vented her jealous feelings through extra-vigorous fondling of her son's raging erection. Luckily for him, he was still some way from having to climax.

Brenda kissed him back with a hungry passion. It was one thing to kiss another woman - she had really mixed feelings about that - but kissing Alan was another matter altogether. She put her all into it, as if he were the most important person in her world.

Alan wasn't content to limit himself to just a kiss, and began to seriously explore her twin globes. Although he'd clutched at them briefly during his previous orgasm, he'd been so distracted that he discounted that experience. This was really his first time to explore and enjoy them all evening.

Although he had prior experience with other impressive chests, none could compare to this. He thought to himself, Jesus! Two hands isn't enough for even one tit! I have to have more of this! He leaned down and sucked on one of her jutting nipples.

Susan did not like that one bit. She demanded, "Okay, the kiss is over. Your mouths aren't touching. That's the end."

Alan knew he had to tread a fine line with his mother. She liked to be bossed around by him, but if he went too far she could get irate or offended. He said, "Mom, you said you'd try a kiss with Brenda, didn't you?"

Susan grumbled, "I did. But at least kiss her, if it's supposed to be a kiss."

Alan took that advice to heart. He took Brenda in his arms and kissed her with even more passion than before. He very nearly met her ardent desire. The two took off on a flight of wild, lusty tongue-dueling that caused their arousal levels to soar still higher than before.

At the same time, he ran his hands all over her while she did the same to him. Not surprisingly, he focused primarily on her tremendous rack. He noticed from her erotic moans that she enjoyed when he treated her breasts roughly, so he dug his fingers in deep and kneaded them thoroughly.

Susan saw all of that and she was not pleased. She brought a second hand to Alan's crotch and used it to fondle his balls. Son, I know Brenda is a beautiful new busty toy to play with, but don't forget your mommy! Your big-titted mommy is going to make you feel so good that you'll have an orgasm to end all orgasms! Then you won't even notice HER! These balls, these wonderful balls I'm holding, they're so full of sperm! I'm coaxing that sperm out and up, up your long shaft! And once I've got you close, I'll drop to my knees so I can take it in my mouth and on my face! I don't even care that Suzanne is watching. This is my duty and my pleasure! Cum for me, Son! Cum! Cum! CUM!

Somehow, despite the kissing and fondling with Brenda, plus Susan's relentless cock-stroking, Alan was still holding back from climaxing. He'd been looking forward all evening to the chance to fondle Brenda's boobs without limitation, so he wanted to make the most of the opportunity.

Brenda was a bit frustrated that he was still wearing his shirt and shorts, and that his mother continued to monopolize his boner with her steady stroking. Even though Brenda wanted his hot hard-on in her hands, she avoided his crotch because Susan had slapped her hand away when she had reached for it during his earlier kiss. She didn't want to piss off Susan any further.

As their kiss grew longer and hotter, Brenda thought, Holy hell! Un-fuckin'-believable! This guy is incredible; he's one hell of a kisser! Maybe I'm a bit biased, due to everything that's happened tonight, but who cares? It's great! I could do this all night! And his HANDS! His hands! Oh yes! Run your hands everywhere, Alan! Everywhere! Treat me like a slut! Treat me like a whore! YOUR whore!

No, that's not the word. What did Katherine say? Oh yes: "mindless, big-titted fuck doll." Alan, I'm your fuck doll! YES! Go to town on my tits! Just like that! TAKE my breasts and OWN them! Squeeze them harder! More! More! Dominate them, squeeze them, control them - control ME! Oh YES!

To no one's great surprise, Brenda came again. It didn't take very much to get her to climax. It helped that she had a vibrator still buzzing away in her pussy, but that had been going on so long that she'd forgotten it was there. She felt so horny from everything else that she surely would have climaxed without it.

He was aroused and amused by the way she screamed into his mouth. He barely gave her any respite, just enough to make sure she didn't pass out from lack of oxygen.

Brenda continued to swap spit with Alan even after her orgasm. But she did have a bit of a post-orgasmic let-down, so she tried to regroup and gather her resolve. I can't just totally lose my mind here. I know it's Alan, and he's kissing me, and he's twisting and turning my nipples, and that's just too exciting to believe! But I can handle it. I've gotta keep it together. The fact that his mother is jacking him off while this is happening is literally blowing my mind, but I can savor that delicious fact later. Right now, I've gotta be a good kisser, so he'll want me back again soon. I've gotta-

OH SHIT! NO! Shit, now he's going after my ass?! How can I resist?! I'm naked, horny, and helpless, and he's gripping my ass like he owns it! Oh God, I need his cock so bad, but I can feel Susan's hands stroking all over it! All I can touch are her damn sliding hands! This is so much more than a kiss; this is total domination!

Brenda suddenly squealed like a stuck pig. One of Alan's hands had been exploring her ass crack, which was unusually deep. On a whim, he reached for her anus, since that had been so effective with her earlier in the evening. He didn't attempt penetration, but just fingered her anal ring. Even so, she was so sensitive there that it triggered yet another tremendous orgasm.

Susan had been doing her best to be patient, although she tugged his shorts all the way off him while she waited. But when she saw Brenda's loud climax, she said calmly yet pointedly, while rubbing his sweet spot, "Come on, Tiger. Any way you look at it, you've had a very nice goodbye kiss. It's time for it be over, right now!"

"Very well," he conceded.

Brenda disengaged and somehow managed to remain standing. She looked around, wondering what had happened to her clothes. But she was in a lusty daze and could barely concentrate on the task at hand.

She turned around, still searching, when Alan had a change of heart. Wait a second! Brenda is simply too sexy to resist! He reached up from behind and renewed his manual assault on her chest while he kissed her on the back and around the neck. He had to do it while she was still close, because Susan's hand remained attached to his cock like it was permanently glued in place.

He thought, I don't care what Mom says or how jealous she gets; I just can't get enough of these fucking squeezable watermelons! Just one more minute of play time!

Brenda groaned and bucked her hips. All sense and reason fled her brain and she totally gave in to his control over her body. FUUUUUCCCK! So this is what it's like to be TAMED!

She climaxed loudly yet again.

"Alan?" yelled Susan. "Alan! Listen to me! You stop that this minute! You hear me?" By this point she was really pissed, especially from Brenda's overly-loud, frequent orgasms, but that didn't stop her from continuing to pump her fingers intently up and down Alan's thick rod. She hadn't stopped doing that for even one second ever since she'd gotten started.

In fact, the situation only got her even more aroused. Tiger doesn't listen to a word I say. He doesn't respect me as a mother. He treats me as nothing more than one of his many fuck toys, using me to make his kissing session with Brenda that much more stimulating. And that's so... hot! Gaawwwd, it's so hot! I could start to prove him wrong by letting go of his thick man-meat, or simply by not stroking him for a while, but he knows I won't! How can I? It's pulsing with spermy goodness! Oh, Tiger! Tiger, cum for Mommy! Please! Mommy needs it!

Alan finally let go of Brenda. He figured he was pushing his luck enjoying one last grope, especially after Susan's angry outburst. He felt very close to cumming, and he decided he needed to disengage before he shot his load while fondling Brenda's tits. That would not make Susan happy, even if she was likely to be the one to take his cum on her face or down her throat.

Susan stepped in between them, just as Brenda took a few steps away. Alan's horny mother stood up close to him so she could slide his erection up and down her thighs. She even briefly slid it over against one of her wet inner thighs in an attempt to make sure he stayed distracted and disengaged from Brenda. Her hand holding it and guiding it continued to squeeze and stroke it as well. She had become a most excellent cock pleaser.

He looked back at his mother's annoyed face and said to her, "It's okay, Mom. I'm all done kissing her."

Brenda kept her distance from Alan, but looked at him longingly. She moaned again and squeezed her hands over her own giant breasts, trying to replicate what he'd just been doing to them. She spoke to him in her head. Any time! Any time you want these, they're yours! You started something and now you've got to finish it! Take me! Take me! Take all of me!

Needless to say, Alan couldn't reply since he had no idea what she was thinking. Frustrated, yet also profoundly sexually satisfied, Brenda finally noticed her clothes on a table across the room. As she pulled her skimpy top back up over her extremely extended nipples, she stared at Susan and Alan. Look at them! Look at the love, the lust, the shared joy! That's how he must have looked with me, except that I wasn't lucky enough to pump his thick snake at all, much less the fevered way she's going at it.

How is it he hasn't climaxed yet?! Seriously! Everyone knows teenage boys have no control. They so much as glance at a Victoria's Secret catalog and they're rushing off to the bathroom to get off. But not Alan! No! I don't mean to brag, but Susan, Suzanne, and I, we're not just beautiful, we're extraordinary! And yet he gets endlessly stroked by his own mother and he just stands there smiling like it's no big deal.

Could he impress me any more?! I don't think so! He's driving me crazy! I wonder how long he'd last in my mouth! Or my tight pussy?! Oh dear Lord! He would absolutely DESTROY me! He'd fuck me to death, I'm sure! That's how I want to die. Just look at Susan's sliding fingers! Slipping and sliding, slipping and sliding... I can't take it!

Brenda took her time dressing, because she couldn't get enough of watching mother and son get it on with each other. She finally put on her overcoat, which meant she was ready to leave.

The four of them slowly moved towards the front door.

Suzanne figured she'd go home momentarily, and since they all stood near the underwear cabinet, she put on her clothes too (she dressed quite formally, as she'd told her husband that she was going to an investment club meeting).

As they reached the door, Alan managed to break free from his mother's lusty grip.

He approached Brenda closely, which made Susan tense up. She would have said or done something, except that Brenda was already wearing her overcoat, so she wasn't quite so worried about additional hanky-panky.

Alan was mindful of not pushing his luck. He merely leaned over and whispered in Brenda's ear. "Don't worry about my mother. She's just a little jealous of your tits right now. She'll get over it, especially if you make her happy next time. I saw the way you were fondling her boobs. I expect you to do more of that. Kiss her and be nice to her, and she'll come around."

Brenda nodded with understanding. Worried about the vibe from Susan, she was careful not to touch him anymore.

As soon as Alan stood back from his busty guest, Susan hugged him tightly and possessively. Her jealousy was making her extra clingy. Seconds later, her fingers were stroking his boner again.

Susan was cold and wanted to dress, but she also didn't want to stop jacking off her son even for a moment. Alan could sense she was chilled, so he picked out a top for her from those in the underwear cabinet and slipped it over her head. She remained naked from the waist down.

Brenda blew kisses at everyone and said, "God, that was weird, but I had the most wonderful time. Alan, I can't wait until we..." - she looked over at Susan and toned down her words, blushing like a schoolgirl with a crush - "... uh, until we get to know each other a lot better." Still, although the words were relatively tame, she tried to pack in as much sexual innuendo as possible with her sultry tone.

Her eyes lingered at the sight of Susan's hands relentlessly sliding up and down Alan's dick. Once again, she thought of doing that to her own son, Adrian. Too bad Aidy is such a wallflower. What if I had a son like Alan? A relentless, insatiable lord and master, living in my own house! He'd make me a slave to his cock, 24-7! A sex slave! She shuddered at the thought as a lusty thrill ran down her spine.

She could have stood there forever, transfixed, but a deliberate cough from Suzanne snapped her out of it. She said, "My God, I don't think I'm ever going to forget the sight before my eyes right now. I certainly will be thinking about it alone in bed tonight!" She gazed even more longingly at Susan's stroking hand.

It took another cough from Suzanne to snap Brenda out of her reverie again.

Brenda opened the front door, and said, "Thanks so much everyone for inviting me. I hope we can play again next week."

She turned to Susan. "Oh, and don't forget to open your gift. Like I said, I'm SURE you're going to love it."

Susan had forgotten all about the gift Brenda had brought, due to so much happening since. But that reminder got her curious again. She nodded.

Brenda looked over each person. "See ya soon!" Then she finally left and closed the door behind her.

Everyone had forgotten the vibrator still in Brenda. She was so frazzled that she'd even unthinkingly put her dress on over it. It wasn't until she nearly got in an accident on the way home that she fully realized that it was still humming away deep in her vagina. She slowed her driving to be more careful, but she didn't take it out. It was one last physical link to the good times she'd had at the Plummer house.

Back home, she walked by Adrian's bedroom on the way to her own. She was relieved to see that her son was asleep so she could continue to play with herself. She thought, A fantasy is one thing and reality is another. I can't even begin to explain how exciting it is to see Susan and Alan together, but I couldn't actually do anything sexual with my own son. Besides, Aidy isn't the right kind of guy. He's cute and cuddly and oh-so-lovable. I love to hug him and kiss him and generally love him all up. But only in a motherly way, of course.

Whereas... Alan! Oh, Alan! He's the one who makes my heart throb and my mouth water. He's the only one who fully understands me and my submissive needs. I've tried and tried to restrain myself, but resistance is useless. I need to face facts. He's going to fuck me soon, I just know it! I have a body that can't be resisted, even by him, and a libido to match. I'd make the perfect sex toy for him to add to his collection. I'll simply have to be patient.

As she kept on walking down the long halls of her mansion, she recoiled a little at her own phrasing, especially in calling herself a mere "sex toy" to be added to a collection. But those words aroused her more than they disturbed her. She knew she would feel bad about it tomorrow, but right now she was still far too aroused to think straight.

As soon as she got to her room, she couldn't take her clothes off and get in bed fast enough. She vigorously worked on her tits and set the vibrator to high, so she could have one last shattering climax.

As she worked herself up to a peak, she had one hand mauling her left breast while the other diddled her clit. Oh, Alan! Alan! Alan, Alan, Alan! Make me yours! Treat me like you treat your mother! Pound me! Fuck me! Drill me! Pound me deep! Take me, totally! I wanna be... wanna be... one of your women! UGH! One of your personal cocksuckers! Your sex pets! Yes! Make me serve you without limits! Yes! Endless submission to Alan, my love!

She came extremely hard. Her final orgasm of the night left her totally wiped out.

When she recovered sufficiently, she removed her vibrator and fell instantly asleep. It had been the greatest evening of her life.