Chapter 360 Kissing Mom [DM SPONSORED]

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Susan was lethargic after her climax, even though her arousal level was still high. The fact that Katherine's head was still in Alan's lap making delighted slurpy noises no doubt served to further stoke her flames of lust. Somehow she managed to stand, but then she just stood there and stared. Finally she was able to speak. "Uh, Tiger? Sweetheart? What about school? Aren't you two going to be late for school?"

He looked at a clock on the wall. "Oh yeah. Damn. Sorry, Sis. We don't want to be late."

Katherine didn't mind being a little late if she could go to school with a belly full of cum. But she could tell that he didn't want to ejaculate again at this time, so she reluctantly pulled off. She smiled up at her mother and ostentatiously wiped her chin clean, even while her other hand kept pumping up and down his shaft with long strokes. "Mmmm mmmm good! I don't know if it's from all that pineapple juice he was drinking earlier, but even his cock kinda tastes like pineapple."

"I'm sure that's your imagination," Susan said as she gazed with laser-like focus at Katherine's pumping hand.

"No, I don't think so. Here, give it a try. Don't you want a nice, long, slurpy, sloppy taste?"

"N-n-n-noooo!" Susan staggered backwards. She nearly fell, because her nightie had fallen all the way to her feet, becoming tangled in her high heels.

Alan saw her tottering and jumped up from his chair to rescue her, managing to stabilize her just in time.

She stepped free of the dangerously-entangled nightie. "Thanks, Son. You're a lifesaver."

"Sure, Mom. No problem." He pulled her close for a tight hug. In so doing, his hands went to her ass while his dick wound up pointing downward and resting against one of her very soaked inner thighs.

She whimpered helplessly, but she was too hot and bothered to pull away. In fact, she put a hand behind his head and pulled him in for a scorching soul kiss.

Katherine stood and watched. Dammit. Mom gets all the attention. But Aunt Suzy's hinted pretty strongly that Mom's the main barrier to our all-out sexy fun in this house, and I'll bet she'll be a lot more cock-hungry after this. So I just need to chill and let this play out.

When Alan and Susan finally ended their kiss, she realized to her chagrin that his hands were kneading her tits again. She wanted to complain, but with his cock burning hotly against her thigh she felt so blissed out that it was all she could do to remain standing.

Look at me! I really am his tit slave! And once again, I find he's got me totally naked except for my high heels. I'm just standing here like his big-titted sex toy, ready to pleasure him in any way! What kind of mother does that make me? A bad mommy! But I love it so!

Katherine tapped him on the shoulder and pointed at the clock. By this time, she was washed and dressed in her school clothes, waiting to leave.

Alan looked at the clock and realized he was pushing his luck. "Oops. Dang. Looks like I got carried away playing with you, Mom. Hey, where's my..." He was about to ask about his backpack, until he realized Katherine was holding it.

He gave Susan's heaving breasts another squeeze. "Thanks, Mom. You've been really inspirational this morning. From the way you woke me up with your cock-sucking alarm clock to the way you let me play with your fantastic tits as long as I like, wow! I'm gonna be flying high all day!"

He turned to Katherine. "And you too, Sis. You're no second fiddle, that's for sure. I'm gonna be dreaming about your sweet sucking lips and your talented tongue during all my classes."

"Really?"

"Really." He pulled away from his nude mother even though she seemed intent on humping her thigh against his cock, to hug his fully-clothed sister instead. Then he took his backpack.

Katherine loved that he claimed to appreciate her efforts as much as their mother's.

Susan though, remained standing there in just her high heels. She was hotter than an oven, and whatever resistance she'd had was long gone.

Her two children walked to the front door, where they usually said their goodbyes. But before Alan could even open the door, Susan surprised him again by kissing him full on the mouth. Then she whispered to him, "Son, kiss my tits! Bury your face in my big pillows!"

He couldn't resist that offer, since he was still extremely horny. He buried his face in her deep chasm and nuzzled around. Then he kissed his way from one nipple to the other, ending with a long nipple kiss and suckle.

But when he pulled up, his face scrunched up and he sniffed the air. "Mom, your tits smell funny, and kind of sweet. Almost fruity..." He looked at her cleavage. There was no sign of any cum streaks, but her skin did seem unusually shiny. "Ewww! That's my cum, isn't it?"

She smiled shyly. "You finally noticed. You don't mind? It's all rubbed in now, thanks to all your tit play. Don't you remember? I told you I wasn't going to clean my tits or face today. It's just that I love your cum so much."

That was true. She fantasized about soaking in a pool of his cum, gulping it by the glassful. She loved cleaning his bed-sheets, something she did every day now that there were so many wet stains on them. When she did so, she would always first inhale the smell of the wet patches for as long as she could - it was a way to have Alan at home even while he was at school.

Katherine had been standing there watching the whole time. She rolled her eyes and said sarcastically, "Gee, Mom, it's a good thing you're not addicted to his cock, or you might start doing some weird stuff. Like that!"

Susan put her hands on her hips defiantly and gave her daughter an unpleasant look. "You're just jealous! Besides, it won't be long before you're addicted too!" She blushed again, turned her head, and lamely added, "Not that I am, or anything." She knew just how ridiculous that sounded, especially since she was the only one standing there completely naked, with an obviously very wet and pungent pussy.

Alan slung his backpack over his shoulder as he made to go. He wondered what to say, about either his mother having him kiss the residue of his own cum or their catty jealousy. He decided just to let it all slide, so he opened the front door a little bit. "Hey, I gotta get going. See you later, Mom."

She stepped forward and gave him another kiss on the lips, this time with lots of tongue action. At the same time, she stroked the considerable bulge in his shorts. She cooed as she kept stroking, "Tiger, I don't know about letting you to go to school like this, all bursting with spermy goodness. You could be a sexy danger to those big-titted cheerleaders. You're like a machine gun ready to fire! Are you sure you don't want Mommy to take care of it? So what if you're a little late? I can drop to my knees right now and give you the best blowjob of your life!"

He looked his mother up and down, lusting for her and her perfect body. Nevertheless, he was forced to say, "Mom, I'd totally love that, but I gotta listen to my dick and it's saying that it needs a rest. As soon as I start off for school I'm sure my boner will go down and I'll be fine."

"You sure?" She continued rubbing his bulge.

"Yep."

"Positive?" She squeezed it again and rubbed even more vigorously.

"Definitely."

Katherine snickered and giggled.

Susan finally let go, looking crestfallen. As her kids left and she closed the door behind them, she yelled, "Don't forget: today is Tuesday!"

Alan was distraught too, but his dick was sending him signals telling him that he really had no choice but to give it a rest.

As he walked outside with his sister, he thought, How can I ever leave this house of my own free will? It's just too much fun, especially now that Ron's gone. Thank God for Glory giving me something to look forward to; otherwise going to school in the morning would be pure torture.

Plus, today IS Tuesday! Man, I already can't wait until I get back home!