6 Times a Day

When Susan finally came back to the world, she expected a wave of post-orgasmic guilt to hit her, but that didn't happen. Yes, she was ashamed, but that hadn't stopped her before when she was totally horny like she was just then. Okay, so I just came. Everyone knows. Heck, the whole neighborhood knows. But it felt soooo good! Tiger is all over me, playing my naked body like a fiddle. How can I stop him or his relentless cock? I can't! I shouldn't even try!

She tried to pretend that Suzanne and Katherine weren't there, even though there was no escaping the fact that they were lying on lounge chairs just a few feet away. Angel is asleep, thank the Lord. At least I hope and pray she is, behind those dark sunglasses. But Suzanne - can't she at least make a pretense of not looking my way? Grrr!

Alan's hard erection was still resting against Susan's skin. She decided that if she focused on that sensation, she could drive the other conflicting thoughts out of her brain. All she wanted to think about was how good it felt, and how much better if would feel with her lips around it. Before long her guilty feelings evaporated.

As she luxuriated in the sensation of his warm erection resting on her thigh, her horny feelings surged. For some reason, she found herself thinking in a British accent, Thank you sir. May I have another? Then she giggled inside and repeated it again. She thought it was from some movie, but couldn't recall which. (In fact, it was from "Oliver!") Thank you sir. May I have another? It was even funnier the second time, and she idly wondered if she hadn't lost her mind.

Alan wasn't idle; he was working the suntan lotion down her legs. He loved caressing her sleek, silky, muscular legs, as well as her fabulous breasts.

Time passed. He'd been sitting on her thighs, but eventually he pivoted and repositioned himself over her so he could do them next. As his hands worked their way up the back of her thighs, he didn't have to ask her to spread her legs again; she spread them widely and invitingly as his hands drew near. When his fingers finally came to the back edge of her pussy, she began to shudder in yet another round of quiet, tiny orgasms.

She bit down on her lower lip, hoping that he wouldn't notice her passion, but her body gave her away. She started clenching and unclenching her ass cheeks again, but now purely to pleasure his dick even more. Her pussy lips practically fluttered, trembling in delightful anticipation of being penetrated, pummeled and thoroughly fucked by her son while outdoors, in front of both her best friend and her own daughter.

She fully expected that to happen at any minute. In her mind, she cried out, Fuck your slutty, cocksucking mommy! She wants it! She needs it! Mmmm! Yes - right there. Closer! Put your hands on it. Put your fingers on my pussy - put them IN my pussy! No! Not your hands - YOUR COCK! Mmmm, yes! I want you to push your hard, throbbing cock-monster into your mommy's pussy! Punish me with that pole! Punish your naughty, sinful mommy!

Katherine and Suzanne had similar thoughts, just from watching. No one was looking at either of them anymore, so they were free to indulge in open gawking as Alan's hands and erection massaged his mother's butt. Katherine even removed her sunglasses for a clearer view.

Suzanne had recently reached sexual release so she wasn't too wound up. Weighing the pleasure of masturbating herself versus the potential displeasure that act might give Susan, she decided to just rest for a while.

However, Katherine was in agony. She was still being forced to wear a bikini top, though it was so tiny and tied on so loosely that it fell off her nipples more often than not. She resented the restrictions placed on her by her mother, even as the same mother was fully enjoying a lack of restriction herself. Katherine especially resented not being able to fingerfuck herself to satisfaction, since she'd promised Suzanne in advance that she wouldn't do that while with the others.

She thought as she stared, Shit. When is he going to get to me? Is he ever going to get to me? Once he gets started with Mom, he doesn't stop. She's going to drain his balls and leave me nothing. Dump a load on MY face, Brother! Dump it in MY ass. Anywhere. Just come over here with your monster fuck pole. Your number one fuck toy needs it! Have mercy on your sexy sister. I'm going to explode with frustration over here! Argh!

Eventually, Alan decided to put more lotion on Susan's back. He wasn't really interested in her back and she didn't really need more lotion there; he was just using that as an excuse to have more fun with her ass. His cock was practically poking right at her pussy, so he scooted up, away from that danger zone. Then he surreptitiously used a hand to wedge his dick into the crack of her ass. It stayed there, placed so that its tip was like a homing missile that was seeking out her deepest, darkest depths.

Susan clenched and unclenched her butt muscles in an attempt to push it away - or at least that's what she told herself - but her actions actually moved it deeper into her crack, as well as stimulating it. She could easily have moved it elsewhere by reaching around with a hand or by saying something to Alan, but she didn't. Indeed, although she wouldn't admit it even to herself, she really wanted it to delve deeper into her crack and, with any luck, penetrate her puckered hole until it filled her completely.

Her awareness was focused entirely on the hot erection trapped in her ass crack. She moved her hips up and down and kept clenching and unclenching her butt muscles around his boner. It almost looked as if her son were fucking her, or she was fucking him, just from his cock being squeezed by her butt so tightly and repeatedly as she humped under him.

Remarkably, he was able to keep his cool and avoid blowing his load. He'd realized that he could still fondle her ass from his current position, so that's what he did. It was almost as though he was on auto pilot, with his thoughts lost in an erotic fog. He wasn't thinking in the normal sense; instead, his mind was fully devoted to absorbing all the sensory information that flooded into it. Not only did he concentrate on her squeezing around his penis, but also on the feel of her oily skin as his hands repeatedly slid all over it. Even though they were outside and the air was stirring with a light breeze, the smell of her sex was overwhelming. He inhaled and savored it, as if he were a connoisseur savoring a fine wine.

By this point he'd forgotten about the pretense of applying suntan lotion. He just kept methodically rubbing her ass cheeks, lost in the moment. There was enough suntan lotion in the area to make her butt deliciously slippery and fragrantly oily anyway, which let him imagine that all the slickness was caused by numerous cum loads and sweat from his dick, rather than by the lotion. So much pre-cum drooled from his cock that it seemed as if he'd dumped at least one load on her already, which helped his fantasy.

Without warning, Susan was overcome by another tremendous orgasm. Her convulsions and contractions inadvertently squeezed his turgid rod even more delightfully. Her body stiffened and her mouth opened wide as if to cry out. She desperately wanted to yell "Fuck Me!" but, unfortunately for everyone else, no coherent words actually escaped her lips - just more heavy panting.

As she came down from her second orgasmic high, a strong wave of shame passed over her. She realized, I can't bear to look in Suzanne's direction, but she would have to be completely blind not to notice how I just came and came and came! True, I'm supposed to be helping Tiger out, but that kind of orgasm is NOT supposed to happen! This is all about pleasing HIS cock for HIS medical needs and because he's such a lovable, cum-filled boy. I shouldn't be enjoying myself so much. It's ruining my objectivity. I have to calm down and get him off me before I do something I'll really regret! Otherwise this could go on all day.

She replayed her thought: Get him off. Hee-hee. That's right. I have to get him off! Tiger, fill your mommy's mouth with your cum until it's all full and spills out onto her big tits. Mmmm! My tits... They need to be yanked at, just like the teats of a cow! I'm your sex cow. Moooo! Moooo!

She giggled out loud. Give me another orgasm like that last one, Son, and I'll be your sex cow forever!

He kept working on his mother, kneading her ass cheeks and even sliding his erection back and forth a little bit, almost as if he was titfucking her ass crack.

She tried her best to keep her butt still, since that was the focus of his attention. She hoped that maybe if her ass wasn't writhing and clenching around his dick so much, he might shift his attention elsewhere. She was pretty successful in not moving so much, but she was still so highly aroused that she needed some alternate form of release, so the rest of her body writhed instead. Her hands and legs flailed silently in the air, as if she were trying to swim away from her lounge chair. She simultaneously wanted him to stop and to not stop.

She thought a lot about the fact that she was outside under the sun, wearing nothing but high-heeled sandals and glasses. I'm such a naughty, naked mommy. The only reason I'm wearing heels is because I know how it lifts my ass and tits and firms up my leg muscles. And hopefully that makes Tiger's cock long and stiff, but that's not a problem right now. Oh no! There are ten inches of pure heaven crammed in my ass crack, or I'm a monkey's aunt!

Even though she'd just climaxed, within minutes she was working towards an even bigger one. Do me all day, Tiger! Do it to me again! Mmmm! Keep me naked, happy, and well satisfied. I'm your mommy, Tiger. Do nasty fun things to your big-titted mother!This chapter is updated by (f)ire

Knowing that Suzanne's eyes were on her, Susan tried her best to make it look like she was having an ordinary lotion application and massage, but she knew that she was failing miserably. The only thing that she was really successful at was keeping her mouth shut. It was about all she could do not to moan, because she knew that if she gave in to that, before long she would scream or say really weird and embarrassing things. For instance, she had a nearly irresistible desire to cry out, "Moooo! Moooo! Sex cow! Mommy is your sex cow! Moooo!"

After a few minutes, she could no longer keep her butt still. She began to flex and relax her butt muscles again, again stimulating Alan's boner.

Eventually that caused him to take his dick out of his mother's butt crack, because he didn't want to cum yet and he was getting far too close.

Susan almost cried out "No!" when she felt him pull it away, but she let it go silently, hoping that it would soon find its way into some other orifice. She wondered, Maybe he should stick his thick pole into my asshole instead. That's not really a violation of the boundaries, is it? He's allowed to touch me on the butt to get my attention, so isn't sticking his fat thing into my anus and pushing it in and out just another way of touching my butt? It certainly would get my attention! Maybe I should tell him that, from now on, in order to get my attention he has to fuck me up the ass!

Susan hadn't really thought about anal sex until her recent discussion with Brenda. Even after that, she remained very hesitant. But suddenly she was intrigued with the possibility, especially because that wouldn't be "true" incest. She was actually thinking, Do people really DO that?! Brenda says so. But would Tiger do that? Would he do it to ME?! It seems totally perverted! Even so, she still didn't talk.

Once he grabbed his dick to pry it from her butt, he couldn't let go of it. With one hand, he began to stroke himself while, with the other, he resumed exploring her ass crack, since his dick was no longer obstructing his access. He quickly found her anus and fingered the opening. He was so aroused by her ass that, for the first time, he even seriously considered the idea of buttfucking her.

He stroked his hard-on in sync with the finger of his other hand pistoning in and out of her asshole. He imagined that he was fucking her asshole with more than just a finger. He'd previously considered the idea of anal sex to be gross, unclean, and even "gay", but his feelings started to waver the more he stared at her tempting ass. Certainly the fantasy of doing something so forbidden with his mother had a very powerful attraction for him.

That didn't last; he decided that he didn't dare insert his cock there. That might cause her to freak out and end all this fun, he thought. If only he could have read her thoughts!

Susan whimpered and moaned. Oh no! He's fucking my ass with his finger! This can't be happening! I need to say something, but it feels too good! The shame! The sin! There must be something wrong with me. He's taming my ass, and I love it!

She spread her legs even wider, causing her feet to move off the sides of her lounge chair. Her bare ass bucked up and down so much that it made it hard for him to keep his finger inserted in her butt.

Meanwhile, Katherine knew that Susan was far too preoccupied to look back around her way, so she pulled the thin fabric of her bikini bottoms aside and allowed herself to actively finger her pussy. Even though she'd promised Suzanne not to do that, her lust was simply overwhelming her. She tore her bikini top off and frantically rubbed her boobs too, not caring who saw her or what they said.

Suzanne wanted to fuck herself just as badly, but still held back because she knew that Susan would notice if she ever came out of her own throes of ecstasy long enough to look up. The way the lounge chairs were positioned, it was hard for Susan not to see in Suzanne's direction if she ever lifted her head, while Katherine was more out of sight. But just the view of Alan working on his mother caused Suzanne's juices to flow freely. She found the sight of him giving Susan such intense orgasms to be extremely arousing.

But even Suzanne's self-imposed restraint could only last so long. So when Alan began to pay considerable attention to Susan's ass and backside, Suzanne reached behind herself and began to play with her own ass as she watched. Then, as Susan began yet another orgasm, Suzanne plunged her hands into her own pussy from behind as if she were doing herself doggy style. She started to have her own climax, while hoping that Susan was in too much of an erotic fog to recall that her best friend was sitting less than five feet away.

In the end, everyone climaxed at roughly the same time. As Alan reached his orgasm, straddled over his mother, he scooted down her legs a bit and pointed his dick down at her butt. He sprayed his seed all over her ass like a fire hose. It was almost as if he had to hit a moving target, because her whole body shook so fiercely.

Susan was already lost in a continuous series of orgasms from having her son so thoroughly explore her nude body. When she felt his semen spray onto her ass, it caused such a surge of euphoria that she fully expected to pass out. She'd previously been trying to keep quiet, but at that point she couldn't help but gasp out several loud screams.

Oh God! He's marked my face and my tits, and now he's marked my ass! I feel so, well, MARKED! Mmmm! So spermy! So good!

Katherine and Suzanne both sat up and watched the sight while finishing stimulating themselves to orgasm. Again, Suzanne was reasonably satisfied, in part because she could still taste Alan's cum in her mouth. But Katherine felt her fingers just weren't enough; she longed intensely for the real thing.

Alan was so amazed by all that had happened that he sat back for a minute and admired his handiwork: his mother lying beneath him. Between his torrent of cum and Susan's own juices dripping down her legs, her butt looked like something out of a gang-bang movie scene. At that moment she certainly didn't look very motherly.

He thought he heard her mumbling, "Moooo, moooo, moooo," but couldn't figure out what that meant.