Chapter 466 You Mean, You Want To Blow Me?[DD SPONSORED]

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It was all too much for poor Brenda. She was forced to push back from him, ending the kiss. She was frightened that if things continued like they were for much longer, she would cum loudly and wetly. That in turn would cause her to simply die of shame or arousal (or both).

Alan relented, pulling back as well. He let go of her ass, allowing her to break completely free. He looked to the pitcher, glasses, and tray on the table between two lounge chairs. "Hey, what are you two drinking there?"

Suzanne was still stroking his cock, but then she broke completely free as well and went to the table. "It's a rum punch. You want some?"

"Sure."

"Well, that's an alcoholic beverage, and legally you're not allowed to have it. Sorry."

"Oh. Bummer."

But then Suzanne winked. "However, I think your all-around studliness exempts you from the rules, at least this time. Let me go get you a glass."

He sat down on the nearest lounge chair. "Can't I just use yours? Somehow I think we've been sharing germs already."

"Good point." Suzanne adjusted the settings on the lounge chair he was on, causing it to straighten until it was completely flat.

While Suzanne was doing that, Brenda was trying her best to calm down. But it wasn't easy, especially since her heart was still racing wildly. She thought back to Suzanne's earlier comment about how the feeling of an impending heart attack was common around the Plummer house. Good God! I still can barely breathe. This is too much for me! No. I can't say that. I'm in the big leagues now. My big breasts provide little more than a foot in the door around here, just as Suzanne said. I've gotta rise to the occasion and show that I have what it takes to be one of his sex toys!

Suzanne spoke as she finished fiddling with Alan's lounge chair. "Here, Sweetie. Take off your T-shirt." She waited until he did so. "Good. Now, lie on that so your head and arms are hanging off the top edge. That way, you'll be able to drink your drink while Brenda covers you thoroughly in suntan lotion. We don't want you to get even more sunburned."

Brenda looked at Suzanne with renewed fear. I'm going to do WHAT?! She frantically shook her head 'No.'

But Suzanne just rolled her eyes and stared Brenda down with an intense gaze. Clearly she was not going to permit Brenda to avoid her demands.

Giving up, Brenda followed Suzanne's non-verbal nod of directions, indicating she should sit between Alan's legs on the lounge chair. After she did that, she realized that her new position put her right in front of Alan's bare ass. She didn't know what to do. I'm naked! Completely buck naked! And he's such a STUD! This is too crazy!

Suzanne babied her to make sure she'd do the right thing. She picked up the bottle of suntan lotion, squeezing some into Brenda's open hand. Then she did the same to Brenda's other hand. Finally, she took Brenda's wrists and guided her hands directly to Alan's ass cheeks. She whispered quietly in her ear, "Go for it! This is the chance you want, right? Show him that you're a big-titted babe worthy of serving him in EVERY way!"

Once that was accomplished, Suzanne filled her own glass with the rum punch (for Alan), then refilled Brenda's glass, and carried both glasses to where the other two could reach them.

Just as Suzanne had hoped, Alan drank his rum punch while fully sprawled out on the lounge chair. His dick was trapped between his belly and the lounge chair, making it impossible for anyone to stimulate it. But he was fine with that. He didn't need to be stimulated every single second, and he was mindful of their promise to Susan not to let Brenda touch his dick.

Actually, Suzanne was very keen to continue jacking him off, and it would have been easy enough to get him to reposition slightly so she could do that. Even though she loved the act in and of itself, at that moment she mostly wanted to do it to continue Brenda's indoctrination. However, she decided that it was best to give Brenda some space and let her get used to intimately touching Alan first.

Brenda was nervous about fondling Alan's slightly sunburned butt, so even though Suzanne had put her hands directly on it to start, she focused mostly on applying the lotion on his back. Even that was enough to make her hands tremble, but Suzanne's whisper in her ear boosted her confidence. While her hands ran over his backside, she thought, Suzanne's right: I am a beautiful, submissive, big-titted babe, and I AM worthy of serving him. It's like I was telling myself before: I'm a hot slut! I'm a goddess! Objectively speaking, it can't be denied that my body is just as curvy and flawless as Susan's or Suzanne's. Well, at least I'm close, and God knows I do have the big tits he loves. I can do this! I'm hot and sexy and Alan-worthy! I am!

Brenda soon found that applying the lotion to Alan's back wasn't as "safe" as she'd first thought. Because her breasts were so very large, it was hard for her to lean forward to reach the top of his back without having them dangle down enough to brush against him lower down his torso.

At first, she tried hard to avoid that, but then Suzanne said to her, "You know, if it were me, I'd use what I've got to full advantage. Why not thoroughly cover your tits with lotion and rub them against him on purpose? Then it'll be like working twice as efficiently. I'm sure he'll like it. I hear in Japan they pay big bucks for that kind of thing. Just sayin'."

So Brenda did as Suzanne suggested, though very reluctantly at first. However, once she started dragging her huge, soft tits against his hard back, she found herself highly aroused by doing it, even while she was freaking out about the entire situation.

She thought, This is the craziest thing I've ever done! Just look at me! If I could see a picture of myself right now, I think I'd die of shame. Here I am, a perfect-ten beauty, basically performing "soapland" service for this, this... mere KID! And yes, I know what "soapland" is, but I'm not about to admit to them the extent of my knowledge of pornography. As if I'm not humiliated enough already!

It's bad enough having to be completely fucking buck naked outside in the middle of nowhere. But having to wear high heels too is twice as bad. It's like I really am just a sexual toy for his amusement. I'm a fucking MULTI-MILLIONAIRE, for Christ's sake! This shouldn't be happening to me! Meanwhile, Suzanne is standing right next to me, watching and judging everything I do. This is an outrage! I really should get up and get the fuck out of here. So why am I so damn fucking horny?! Maybe my problem is my nipples are too sensitive. I swear, if I keep this up, I'm gonna start cumming and cumming and I'll never stop!

Lust was taking over. She did a good job covering his back, actually using her lotion-covered tits more than her hands. She managed not to cum while doing so, but it was a very close thing.

Eventually, she ran out of skin there and had no choice but to sit up and go back to his ass. By that time, with increasing familiarity and the extra alcoholic drink, she'd warmed to her task and was actually quite gleeful about the opportunity to (carefully) fondle his ass cheeks as much as she wanted. Not only had her hands stopped trembling, she grew so bold that she even thoroughly covered his ass crack with the lotion. She was flying high and loving life. She was more excited at that moment than she'd ever been on either of her honeymoons.

I'm actually touching his ass cheeks, and to my heart's content! This could be my future. If I ever get to be one of his personal cocksuckers, I'll probably spend hours clutching these ass cheeks as I suck at his great, thick cock until my jaw practically falls off! Wow! Goose bumps!

Suzanne, meanwhile, took more lotion from the bottle and applied it further down Alan's legs. It would have been difficult for Brenda to reach those areas without changing position, and Suzanne wanted Brenda to stay where she had been placed, near Alan's butt.

The lotion application proceeded in near total silence, although Suzanne did mutter something about how Alan was a special guy who deserved special tender loving care, and his ass needed extra special attention. That allowed Brenda to relax about as much as she could, given the situation, since it gave her an excuse to linger there.

Alan was having a great time too. His dick was still erect, but he'd been keeping it trapped underneath his body, so as to not freak out Brenda. But after a while, she'd become so familiar with his ass, and even his ass crack, that he "readjusted" his boner, letting it hang between his thighs.

Brenda was sitting back just enough so she could look straight down and see his erection there. But she was still far too intimidated to think about touching it. Just looking at it was almost too much, although she couldn't help but steal glances at it from time to time. That sight alone kept her heart pounding. For all her interest in it, she had yet to overtly touch it. The temptation was great to at least gently run a finger up and down it, but even that was too scary for her to do right away.

Clearly, she had bought into the Alan hype - hook, line, and sinker.

Eventually, every last inch of Alan's backside had been covered, with his ass cheeks covered several times over. So Suzanne said, "Okay. Sweetie, now it's your turn to do us. Then we'll get back to your front."

That threw Brenda for a loop, making her nervous all over again. She said, "Um, I'm good! Uh, do Suzanne!"

Suzanne gave Brenda a glaring, disapproving look that Alan couldn't see. She said, "No you're not. It's true you're not as pale as I am, but you're still fair skinned. You'll burn too, just like me."

Brenda replied triumphantly, "But you're a lot more pale than I am! He should do you first!" She breathed a sigh of relief, since that at least would delay her time of reckoning.

But Suzanne just said, "That would be true, except that I'm so fair skinned that I already put on lots of lotion before I came outside. Here. Feel." She took one of Brenda's hands and brought it to her own face.

Sure enough, Brenda could feel traces of the lotion, which was still there even though they'd been swimming because Suzanne had kept her head out of the water. Brenda was crushed.

Alan was still lying face down on the lounge chair, rather unaware of what was happening behind him. Suzanne took advantage of that by bending close to Brenda and whispering directly in her ear. "Be brave! Roll with the punches. Are you Alan-worthy? Do you want to serve his cock? If so, prove it. Show it!"

That gave Brenda some resolve, although she was still terribly nervous. She got up from the lounge chair Alan was on and instead laid on the one next to it.

Alan sat up, making no attempt to hide his still very erect pole. In fact, he made sure it stuck up at a jaunty angle that Brenda couldn't fail to notice. Before he could decide how to approach applying the lotion to Brenda, Suzanne suggested, "Here, Sweetie. You sit on the edge of the lounge chair you're on, and we'll just pull it closer to Brenda's. That way, your hands can reach her easily, and I'll be able to jack you off in comfort while sitting next to you."

Brenda's brain reeled. Jesus! She's gonna jack him off again?! Of course she will. This is Alan we're talking about. They've told me that his cock is insatiable, and it's TRUE! At least I can lie face down and close my eyes, so I can pretend it's not happening.

That's what she did. Alan sat as Suzanne suggested and began applying the lotion to Brenda's back. He put the lotion on fairly quickly and efficiently, because he was keen on getting to Brenda's other side. But he definitely took the time to enjoy her body, especially her delightfully protruding ass.

Brenda enjoyed what his hands were doing. But what kept her heart pounding hard was her constant awareness of what Suzanne was doing to him. It was rather quiet outside, so Suzanne went all out to make the handjob as noisy as possible, to help further Brenda's indoctrination. She made sure his cock was as wet as possible, using both her saliva and his pre-cum. She slid her hands all over his entire shaft, rather than focusing mostly on the area around his sweet spot as she often did.

The result was a constant stream of squishy sounds that drove Brenda wild with desire. She began to moan and pant, much more than either Alan or Suzanne were doing. She thought, as she writhed around on her own lounge chair, This is crazy! I swear, it's like they're trying to drive me mad! God, hearing Suzanne stroke his cock is the sexiest thing I've ever heard! Well, except for the sounds of her bobbing on it at the last party. I can't even bear to look! I would simply DIE of arousal!

Meanwhile, he keeps running his hands over my ass like he owns me! And maybe he WILL! If I really fully submit myself to him, and he accepts me, then there's no telling what could happen! I might as well kiss any kind of normal life goodbye!

Suzanne found various excuses to say and do things designed to drive Brenda out of her mind with lust, with the side effect of stimulating Alan even more. For instance, at one point, she bent her head down to Alan's erection and said to it, "Alan Junior, have you been good or bad? Because if you've been good, then you deserve a kiss."

Suzanne had never called his penis "Alan Junior" before, but earlier that day Susan had mentioned in passing that she'd called it that the day before, and Suzanne thought it was a cute name, though obvious.

She planted a wet, sloppy kiss on his cockhead while continuing to stroke the rest. "Like that! But you've been BAAAAD, you big, fat, naughty boy! You've been sticking yourself in all kinds of naughty holes, haven't you? Fucking married women and making them fall in love with you. But still, I think you need another kiss."

She kissed it again, right on his sweet spot this time, and with a lot of tongue. "Oh no! I can't stop with just one!" She kissed his cock several more times, pausing between each one for Brenda's benefit to graphically describe what her hands and mouth were doing. She also made a big production out of kissing Alan's balls, and then describing that too.

Brenda felt the pressure was off her, since Suzanne was taking such good care of Alan's hard-on. She was flying high, reveling in the joy of hearing every "victory" Suzanne was having in keeping Alan feeling great. That made her feel like she was part of a winning team.

Suzanne never really did move her mouth away once she started with the kissing. After a few minutes of such teasing, she spoke while ostentatiously licking his sweet spot. "Geez. Sweetie, your cock is getting too dry. I've been licking it with my tongue, but I think I'm gonna have to resort to more extreme measures to make sure it's thoroughly moisturized."

Alan chuckled. "You mean, you want to blow me."

"Yeah, but only for a minute or two." Then she engulfed his cockhead and started bobbing. She made sure her blowjob was as wet and loud as possible, just like her continuing handjob, to help drive Brenda wild. Sometimes she was more focused on making lewd and loud slurping sounds than anything else.

Brenda's hips squirmed needfully from hearing and imagining what the other two were doing - she was too overwhelmed to look. Oh God! Dear God! Now she's sucking his cock! She must be suffering, breathing through her nose, lips stretched impossibly wide, but she's not going to stop for anything! It's too much! I can't take it! Somebody, anybody, please help me!

However, Suzanne didn't find her positioning comfortable. So, after a minute or two, far from stopping, she got off the lounge chair altogether and knelt next to it. She said, "Sorry, Brenda, It looks like Sweetie's cock is going to need a LOT more T.L.C. - tender, loving cocksucking. I need to reposition. As I'm sure Susan has told you, the best way to do that is naked and kneeling!" She grunted loudly as she engulfed him.

Brenda's hips were practically humping air. She had her eyes shut tight and her mouth craned open, as she imagined that she was the one sucking Alan off. Her pussy was leaking copiously. More naked and kneeling! They talk about that so much, and it's so fucking great! I swear, just THINKING about kneeling now gets me horny!

Alan had to readjust as well, since he was standing next to the lounge chair. That gave Suzanne's mouth easy access to his crotch at the same time that his hands had easy access to Brenda's nude body.

Brenda twisted her head around enough to see what was happening. Oh dear Jesus! Sweet Mother of Mary! I can't believe it! Suzanne is in THE position! She's in the position Susan can't stop talking about and the one I can't stop dreaming about every night: naked and kneeling with Alan's cock deep in her mouth! Why, she's even got high heels on! It's perfect! I can't see his fat snake because of her bobbing head, but it's still just about the most inspiring sight I've ever seen!

Good God! She had to turn away because it was just too much to take, like trying to stare into the sun.

She very much craved an orgasm, but she was fighting hard to hold back, because she knew that she was so worked up she wouldn't be able to be secretive about it. The more she struggled to resist, the more her body writhed around and even humped up and down.

Alan was feeling cheeky and emboldened, so he barked at her, "Hey! Keep still!" He punctuated that by loudly smacking her ass.

That was too much for poor Brenda, due to her spanking fetish. She came, and came hard. She clenched her teeth and managed not to scream out, but she did make some tell-tale noises. That, and the way her entire body shook and trembled made it blatantly obvious what had just happened.

Alan could tell that Brenda was wiped out after that. He took it easy on her for a while so she could recover.

Brenda was still on cloud nine well after her orgasm petered out. He SPANKED me! I can't believe it! A hard smack on my ass! If I don't object now, that means he'll be able to spank me any time he feels like it. And I don't want to object! No, I sure as hell don't want to. He has me under his thumb in the most delightful way! I'm turning into another one of his obedient, big-titted, cock-loving SLUTS!

But I can't get too excited or he's gonna think I'm weird. I've gotta brace myself for what's still to come. I'm still totally nude with his hands on me. What's he going to do to me next? I can't wait to find out!

She closed her eyes and tried to pretend she was getting a regular massage from a professional masseuse. That helped her calm down some, although the slurpy cocksucking sounds simply could not be ignored.

Alan had long since forgotten the pretense of putting lotion on Brenda. He was simply fondling her body to his heart's content. She was so stacked that there was a lot of side boob even when she was lying down, and he made sure to fondle her there. Sometimes he also lightly grazed her pussy lips, but he didn't want to do too much with that, correctly figuring she'd get even more worked up if she was held just on the verge of cumming.

He tended to stay focused on kneading her ass, driving her to distraction with arousal. She hated the fact that she often climaxed very easily, because she didn't want to cum just from having his hands on her ass. He was sure to both hear and feel that. So she struggled mightily to hold back her orgasm. Nevertheless, the smell of her hot, wet, ready pussy was more than apparent to everyone.