Chapter 84 Almost A Kiss

In school, Alan repeatedly spaced out, maintaining a near-constant hard-on in all his classes. The weekend had been dangerously exciting and all the sexual stimulation was like an addictive drug. He wanted more.

As often happened, he ended up staying after his fourth-period World History class to ask his teacher, Gloria Rhymer, some questions about that day's lesson. He was truly interested in history, and it showed, but he also just liked spending time with his presumably-secret crush. As often happened, they wound up spending the entire lunch period together talking about history and school gossip while eating their food.

But once their time together had ended, his thoughts returned to the sexual possibilities at home. He decided he would hang out by the pool after he got home and see what resulted. He was well aware that that was where on Saturday his sister had gone sexually berserk, and where on Sunday Amy had gone topless (plus sometimes bottomless) and Susan had had her nipple incident. He hoped that another trip to the pool could lead to more such exciting things.

As soon as he got home, he put his backpack away in his room, put on his bathing suit, and headed to the pool area. It seemed that the others were thinking along the same lines, because when he got to the back patio, Suzanne and Susan were already there and Katherine joined them as soon as she could. He wondered if they too were hoping the near nakedness of swimming attire could help make something happen, since all of them were wearing alluring bathing suits.

Suzanne was wearing the most outrageous suit of all. It was a bikini so small that it barely covered her nipples. Even then, one could see fairly well through the semi-transparent material. Only a thin string ran down her ass crack, so from the back one could hardly tell she wore anything at all. In the front of her crotch there was so little cloth that some pubic hair was easily visible on each side of the suit.

In addition, she was wearing very high heels. They seemed wildly inappropriate to the occasion, but lately Suzanne seemed determined to wear high heels as much as humanly possible whenever she was around him. As an experienced sexual temptress, she knew what a big difference they made, not just in how they looked but also in how they firmed up her legs and ass. She also felt a growing sense of competition with both Susan and Katherine, wanting him to look only, or at least mostly, at her. She felt that heels gave her an edge, because the other two almost never wore heels.

Katherine was wearing her new bikini, the same one she'd worn the day before. She looked great in it, but in Alan's mind it didn't compare to the one-piece suit with which she'd driven him wild two days earlier. He had a soft spot in his heart (and usually a wet spot in his swimsuit) when he remembered that one.

As good as his sister looked, Alan tended to pay more attention to Susan's and Suzanne's more mature and buxom bodies. It was hard for Katherine, or just about any other female, to compete with them. Suzanne was expert at preening herself in sexy poses, and used all her tricks to the fullest. Susan knew no such tricks, but she had a nearly identical body, an even thinner waist, and a charming puritan innocence going for her.

Suzanne had recently bought Susan two new bathing suits. Susan had worn the more revealing of the two the day before, but after the mortifying nipple incident she had decided to wear the one with the more conservative, sports-bra-styled design. It wasn't that she didn't want to show Alan her nipples, but to have them be the focus of everyone's attention and the butt of their jokes was another thing altogether.

Susan was swimming in the pool when Alan arrived. Even though she was wearing her more conservative bathing suit, she looked so sexy that it took him some time to get used to the fact that his formerly prudish mother was wearing such a suit. He couldn't even remember what kind of bathing suits she'd worn in the past, because she'd usually gone out of her way not to go swimming when her kids were home.

He practically creamed on the spot when he saw Susan slowly lift herself out of the pool to greet him. The water dripping off her slick wet skin was just as great an erotic sight as Suzanne's nearly nonexistent suit. It reminded him of his cumming all over Akami, and for a moment he imagined Susan dripping with his cum instead of pool water.

To add to his distress, this was the first that Susan had seen him since he got home, so after coming out of the water she gave him a big "welcome back from school" hug, pressing her wet body against his dry one so that her hard nipples drilled holes into his chest.

It seemed to him that the hug went on a lot longer than her previous hugs. As a teen, he'd never really been hugged by his prudish mother except during the past few days, but now her intimate hugs were coming fast and furious.

He hadn't been expecting the hug, so he didn't know what to do when his erection poked firmly into her abdomen as the hug went on. She must feel that, he thought as the hug continued, but she gave no sign of doing so.

She kissed the top of his ear and said, "My big son. I'm so proud of you."

He wasn't sure what inspired that, but wondered if the "big son" comment had anything to do with the large hard-on pressing into her so insistently through his bathing suit, which was a typical boy's suit much like the shorts he always wore. Holy crap! I'm going to die of shame! he thought as the hug went on and on while his boner insistently prodded her tummy. How can she NOT know what's poking into her there?

After she disengaged, she showed no sign that she'd noticed or minded his throbbing dick. In fact, she'd been very aware of it; that was the main reason why she'd wanted the hug to go on forever.

Since his mother made him wet in one way from the pool water dripping off her body, he figured he should jump into the pool before it was obvious that she was about to make him wet in another way.

As soon as he jumped in, Susan went back in the water too. Katherine, not wanting to miss out, jumped in as well. The three splashed around and had fun playing with each other, but there was no touching.

Suzanne didn't join them. Her skin was so fair that she didn't like getting in the water and having her suntan lotion wash off. It seemed to her that even the supposedly-waterproof lotions weren't really that waterproof.

Susan got out first, since she'd already been in the water for a while before Alan arrived. She sat in the lounge chair next to Suzanne's, leaving Katherine an opportunity to divert some of Alan's attention from the two impressively stacked mothers.

When Alan stood next to his sister by the side of the pool nearest to Susan and Suzanne, Katherine realized that the two older beauties couldn't see much more than their heads and shoulders in the water. She reached out and brazenly grabbed her brother's erection through his swimsuit.

That certainly got Alan's full attention, especially as there wasn't even the slightest pretense this time that it was an accident. She was definitely going for broke.

As she held his hard-on, he thought, Okay, we're definitely crossing some kind of incestuous line here. I've seen a lot of Sis and Mom in the past few days, but this is the first undeniable sexual touching, and that's a totally different thing. But you know what? I don't feel bad about it. I love Sis and she loves me. Yeah, it's kind of weird to think of her THAT way, but dang! She's just so good looking that it short-circuits my brain and all my objections. I guess it's true that guys think with their dicks. Geez! She's STILL holding it!

To Katherine, those touches in the pool the day before had been playful, just an extension of the water games they'd been playing with Amy. But, like Alan, she knew this new grope was a big escalation and a very pivotal moment in their lives. She felt frightened beyond belief. After all, just days earlier she'd considered herself to be extremely conservative in her fashion and sexual attitudes compared to her classmates. But now her long-simmering lust for her brother had burst to the surface. Furthermore, she felt that she had to act quickly or lose out to the two older women.

She had no idea that Suzanne was actually encouraging Alan to pursue both Plummer women. Even if she had been able to hear Suzanne saying things like that, she would have assumed that it was just talk to get Alan horny, because she couldn't imagine any woman voluntarily sharing her man.

But what concerned her more was Susan. She had no doubt that her mother would never allow her to touch Alan's penis, much less suck on it. She assumed that Susan would be horrified to even think that something sexual was happening between her children. So she believed whatever happened between Alan and her would have to remain a dark secret.

However, Katherine realized that she could use Susan's hypocritical attitude to her own advantage. Knowing that Alan was helpless to object in any way, because Susan was sitting so close, she pulled his hard-on out of his swimsuit and grabbed it with both hands. She gave him a triumphant, wicked look, which he returned with a helpless, worried stare. She began to stroke him under the water, keeping all the action in her forearms so that neither mother looking at her upper arms would think that anything was amiss.

Suzanne saw their faces and suspected something fishy. Alan was mostly facing away so she couldn't really read his expression, but Katherine had a curiously triumphant yet frightened look on her face.

Suzanne was overcome by curiosity, so she announced, "I think I'll take a dip in the water too."

Katherine resignedly put Alan's boner back in his suit before Suzanne could see anything, and then once again was forced to play second fiddle to one of the buxom mothers.

This time it was the sight of Suzanne swimming through the water that captivated Alan. As Suzanne rarely went swimming, much less lie by the pool due to her extremely fair skin, this was a rare sight for him indeed.

Shortly afterwards, he hurried back to his room to masturbate to the new set of erotic images and ideas rattling around his brain. He'd been fantasizing all day at school about what might happen at home, but real life had once again exceeded his expectations.

He was so excited that he practically shot his load before he got started. Afterward, he quickly fell asleep for his usual daily nap.

He thought the excitement from the pool was over, but it wasn't. Much to his surprise, not long after he woke up, Susan came into his room still dressed in her bikini. She held her arms open wide and said, "My favorite son, give your mother another hug."

He usually slept in the nude, but he'd already awoken from his nap and had just put on a shirt and shorts, so he stood up and walked to her.

She grabbed him and squeezed him in a bear hug, as if he were about to depart on a long journey. "I love you so much, Tiger," she cooed, her voice filled with emotion.

His dick grew hard as he felt her soft skin pressing all over him and he smelled her pleasant feminine aroma. His erection happened to be scrunched up in his shorts in a way that prevented it from pressing into her in an obvious manner, but there was no way he could avoid enjoying how her nipples and big boobs pressed into him. She was already very aroused, so her hard nipples practically stabbed into his chest. Her tits were so soft and so big, it was as if they molded over his entire chest as they mashed into him.

She pulled back slightly and said, "I just felt like hugging you. You don't think there's anything wrong with a little show of affection between mother and son, do you?"

"No, Mom," he replied. "I like it. I've noticed we've never hugged or kissed in the friendly way some other families do. At least up until now. I mean, even you and Sis rarely ever touched."

She wiggled with delight in his arms, causing her nipples to scrape back and forth across his chest, pushing them into him even more. "Oh good! I'm so glad that Suzanne has helped me open up a bit and allowed us to become closer."

Her lips were now only two or three inches from his. Because he was only two inches taller than his unusually tall mother, he felt that all he'd have to do was lean forward just a little and their lips would meet. The word "closer" resounded in his head as he had sudden visions of the two of them necking with abandon, falling back onto his bed, hungrily kissing all over each other's face. He could feel and smell her breath, and noticed it was a curious mix of mint and alcohol.

A-ha! he thought. She must be getting tipsy. It doesn't take much with her despite her tall size. That explains things. Dang! She needs to drink more often.

But even though he loved her touch, he froze in fear at the idea of kissing. Now the hug felt like a trap he couldn't escape and his body literally seized up. It wasn't that he didn't want to do it, but he'd never kissed a girl before and he was wrought with performance anxiety, not to mention freaked out that she was his mother.

Suddenly she kissed him on the nose, and then directly on the lips. But their lips no more than grazed each other before she pulled away and broke the hug altogether.

He sighed inwardly with relief. It wasn't really a kiss - more like a tease of what a kiss could be. The idea of fulfilling a fantasy with her and actually getting romantic was too much for him to take so unexpectedly. He thought, As long as there was no tongue, there was nothing illicit or incestuous about that. Some people just touch lips. No big deal, right?

She went to the door, paused, and said, "Tiger, I'll be happy to hug and kiss you lots more from now on. You know, like a really affectionate family. We love each other so much, don't we? So we shouldn't be afraid to show it. That can help you do your thing."

"We do, Mom. I love this family. You're the best." He noticed her body was now turned away while she looked back over her shoulder towards him. But what really caught his eye was the way she was ostentatiously "adjusting" her bikini over her ass.

She replied, "Tiger, you make me so happy. So proud."

While she said this, her fingers pulled on her bikini, first pushing the fabric inwards so it sank up into her ass crack, then pulling it back out wide over her butt cheeks. Then she repeated the motion, as if fidgeting. She giggled with glee like a little schoolgirl.

Then she said, "But don't mope around here all alone in your room. We're still having lots of fun out by the pool. What do I have to do to get you to come back downstairs and join us? I don't think you'll regret it."

She arched her back so that her massive tits jutted out dramatically. He could see one of her mountains of flesh from the side view she was offering him. At the same time she pushed the bikini fabric back into her ass crack and then pulled it upward, so that for a second it seemed like her ass was completely uncovered.

She giggled again, then left without waiting for his reply.

Alan considered staying in his room and masturbating to the image his mother had just presented. He had so many sexy images to masturbate to these days that he could hardly keep up and savor them all. But there was no way he could turn down her sexy offer. He was curious too about what he would see at the pool, so he changed back into his bathing suit and went downstairs.

As Susan headed downstairs, she thought, What was THAT all about? I just came up here to tell him to come downstairs so he can discover our surprise, and somehow I ended up practically molesting him! Well, at least it was good visual stimulation to help him out. And I didn't actually do anything sinful. Although touching lips together like that is more than a bit improper. Oh dear, I really have to control myself better.