Chapter 543 Now Don't Tell Me Women Regularly Kiss Goodbye Like That! [Iveyflame Sponsored]

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Suzanne and Susan sunbathed in the nude in the back yard for the second day in a row. By that time both of them had been nude or nearly so most of the day. They'd spent over a hour in Susan's bedroom practicing naked sashaying, with Susan making a lot of progress.

Suzanne constantly made up excuses for them to "greet" each other while both of them were in the buff. They did so for many minutes, often continuing to rub their chests into each other even while pausing between kisses.

Suzanne used Alan as a lever to get Susan to do more intimate things without really realizing it was lesbian activity. She could justify just about anything by pretending that Alan was involved or watching.

For instance, as they were about to start another kiss, she said to Susan, "Kissing is even better if you really fondle your partner's ass. You know, like in slow dances."

"But we've already been doing that," Susan pointed out. "Practically all morning, in fact."

"True," Suzanne acknowledged. "But that's just surface stuff, clutching and caressing the fleshy part. Now imagine that my hand is your Tiger's hand, and that he wants to aggressively 'get your attention.'"

"Okay." Susan had such a vivid imagination that her heart started to beat faster, imagining she really was being groped by her son.

Suzanne gave Susan's ass cheeks a couple of tight squeezes before saying, "Okay, now I'm a horny Alan and I want to get nasty on your ass. What do I do?"

"Well, when he's a really naughty boy, he slips his hand into my ass crack."

Suzanne did so with one of her hands.

"Yeah, like that. Then he lets his hands roam all over my ass like he owns it, even deep into my ass crack, and he goes almost to my pussy lips. Mmmm! I love it when he does that! But he doesn't stop there! He even... this is so terribly embarrassing, but... sometimes he even puts a finger right into my, my... dirty hole. You know, back there!"

"You mean like this?" Suzanne brought her index finger to her mouth and licked it in a very sexy manner. Then she inserted it into Susan's anus.

Susan moaned quite loudly. "MMMM! Yeah!" She attacked Suzanne's lips with renewed vigor.

Suzanne said, "Why don't you try that on me at the same time, so that you'll know what it feels like for Tiger?"

Susan thought that was a great idea. So for a while the two of them sawed their fingers in and out of each other's assholes while they kissed, until they both exploded in massive orgasms that hit at nearly the same moment.

Suzanne was sorely tempted to stick her fingers into Susan's pussy and go all the way. But she thought, I've been fantasizing about Susan's body for years, even though I was in denial about just how much I wanted her for most of that time. I can wait a few more days. We've made so much progress today; I shouldn't push my luck, especially since she's so protective of her pussy. Sweetie will vouch for that! No, I've gotta keep the eye on the bigger prize. It's better if she buys this "friendly greeting" bull until she's kissing everybody in the house with abandon.

I'm going to have to let Tiger fuck her first, to get her over her pussy penetration phobia. Then I'll go for the kill. I have to make her a total sex slut not just with me, but with everyone here.

Suzanne also really wanted to rub their bushes together, but she thought that too would go too far for one day. She knew that Susan's boundaries tended to crumble pretty easily, except when it came to her pussy. Just as Suzanne had managed to redefine Susan's concept of "real incest" until it only covered vaginal sex, she was now redefining lesbian sex to only be female pussy contact. Such redefinitions made breaking boundaries easier in the short run, but made eventually crossing that final barrier even more difficult. Suzanne knew that, but she couldn't think of a better way. Susan's aversion to things like incest and lesbianism, based in part on her conservative Christian upbringing, was so strong that even Suzanne with all her clever arguments couldn't completely explain or redefine them away completely.

After that kiss and mutual orgasm, they needed to take a break to recover, so they went back to folding laundry.

Susan started to cool down after her orgasm and began to have second thoughts. "Aren't things getting a little too... well... lesbian, what with you and me running around naked and kissing and rubbing our bodies all over each other all day long? I don't know. I know it's good practice to help Tiger, but it just seems improper to do it so much."

Suzanne replied, "Just ask yourself: would he approve? Would he want to watch? Wouldn't that be exceptional visual stimulation for him? Can't you see him watching us kiss and rub our big racks when he comes home, and popping an instant boner? The kind of thick, hot, throbbing boner that needs immediate attention from your lips. Why, I'll bet in less than a minute you'd be on your knees, bobbing on his sweet meat!"

That quieted Susan's doubts. She even licked her lips hungrily.

Suzanne continued, "Let's face it: our lives will never be the same. We're no longer ordinary housewives; we've become Sweetie's big-titted personal cocksuckers. Our job is to service and serve his cock. Period! If we have to practice kissing and rubbing our bodies against each other every day for a week or more to get really good at it, then that's what we need to do. Tell me: if his energy problem was solved tomorrow and he didn't need to cum six times a day anymore, would you want to stop?"

Susan considered that. She dropped her head and blushed. "God help me, but... no! No way! If that happened, God forbid, there would be such a big void in my life... I wouldn't know what to do! Or even where to start."

Seeing that Susan was about to burst into tears, Suzanne scooted up to her and threw an arm around her. "Hold on! That's not going to happen. I won't let it."

Susan looked up at her beseechingly. "I love him so much! So much more than a mother should! And I love... God help me. I really love serving his cock so very, very much! It's brought more joy into my life than I ever could have imagined! A... a real purpose! A reason to not only get up in the morning, but to practically leap out of bed! I haven't had that since he and Angel were little kids."

Suzanne ran a hand through Susan's long, dark brown hair. "That's not bad; it's good! Think of all the good you're able to do for him."

But Susan asked hesitantly, "But... don't you wonder sometimes if we might be getting too carried away?"

Actually, Suzanne did worry about that, but she just replied, "Are you kidding me? There's no such thing as a mother loving her son too much. We ARE his personal big-titted cocksuckers. Revel in it. Doesn't it feel good?"

"Mmmm..." Susan decided to put her worries aside and just give in. Too hard to fight... Can't think while Suzanne is playing with my nipples like that... Gonna succumb completely... Mmmm... Succumb... Suck semen! It all makes sense... succumbing sucking semen! My son's sweet, fat cock!

Suzanne could sense she was making progress in breaking down Susan's barriers. She kept on fondling her friend's breasts as she continued, "I'm just saying that if that's what we are, his personal cocksuckers, then we should be the best! It's not just about sucking cock; it's about sexually serving him to the best of our abilities in every way."

Susan's eyes were closed and she muttered blissfully, "Yesssss... Serving him... Tit slave!"

Suzanne wondered what that "tit slave" comment was about, since Susan had been too ashamed to use those words with her before. She pressed on, "Let's kiss again, and practice rubbing our breasts some more while we're at it. Imagine he's watching! And don't worry about enjoying the kissing too much. Passion shows through. The more we love it, the more he'll love it and the more it will turn him on."

Susan kissed her best friend again and found herself transported away into an erotic nirvana. She resolved to put all her "lesbian" concerns about kissing other women aside once and for all. It made perfect sense to her now that it was all part of serving Alan and his powerful, needy cock.

By the time Suzanne was ready to leave the house to run some errands a couple hours later, Susan's attitude about kissing and even fondling other women had been totally transformed. Or at least her attitude about kissing and fondling Suzanne had been transformed. Suzanne knew Susan would need more conditioning and practice before she could kiss Katherine and Amy and Brenda as easily. But the major breakthrough had been made.

Of course, when Suzanne was finally ready to leave they had to kiss once again, even though they'd necked at least two dozen times already during the day.

Standing next to the underwear cabinet in the front entryway, Suzanne kissed Susan for five minutes non-stop while freely playing with her body. That time, since she was leaving, she even fingered Susan's clit and pussy lips.

Even though both of them were dripping in their secretions, they pretended they weren't. They also each pretended that they didn't climax, even though they both did. That was because Suzanne was intent on supporting Susan's self-deception that they were merely kissing and not engaging in near all-out standing-up sex.

When their kissing finally ended, Susan leaned against the wall, panting, with Suzanne still pressing her tits into her. As she caught her breath, she said to her friend, "Now don't tell me women regularly kiss goodbye like that!" But even so, she was deliriously happy rather than accusing.

Suzanne finally disengaged, even though she felt tempted to play with Susan's luscious body forever. While reaching into the underwear cabinet she said, "No, but I figure you need all the practice you can get. Your husband is, or should I say was, as poor a kisser as he was a lover, it seems. Remember, this isn't some lesbian thing; we're doing this for your cutie Tiger. Besides, this will leave you more ready for him, especially since this is a Tuesday." She put on her bra first and then a blouse. But then she stopped, still naked below that.

Susan slumped down along the wall, ending up sitting on the floor too overwhelmed to move.

The two of them just looked at each other happily from across the foyer for a moment or two. There was a deep love as well as lust in the way they gazed at each other.

Finally Suzanne finished dressing. "I'll see you later. I can't wait to see his face - and his erection - when he sees us kiss!"

"I can't either!" Susan said happily, still sitting naked on the floor.

"And just think about practicing your new kissing skills on him, too."

"Yeah..." Susan said, staring out into space, imagining the scene. The electricity of their first kiss had hardly faded, even with all their later kisses. Susan was delighted to bring that kind of firepower to bear on her son, thanks to all she'd learned. But then the thought came, "Hey, wait. Technically, that's against the rules."

"Technically, but according to who? According to you. You can change that rule at any time. I think that rule is headed for the trash heap."

Susan scrunched her face, considering that. It wasn't that she minded revising that one rule, but she didn't like how all her rules seemed to get discarded sooner or later. She feared it was inevitable that she'd end up getting fucked by her son unless she actually put her foot down and held to the rules at some point.

Suzanne figured she'd pushed Susan as far as she could in one day, so she didn't press the issue any further. "Anyway, it's not totally against your rules. It just depends on the situation. For instance, what about your goodnight kiss and tuck-in? You can show him what you learned then."

"Oh yeah. You're right." Susan was delighted. "I can hardly wait until tonight!"

Suzanne changed her mind, deciding to push the issue a little more. "And remember that the rules are up to you. You should think twice about this 'no kissing' silliness. Are you saying you can kiss me more than you can kiss him? That doesn't make any sense, especially when your number one goal is to give him prolonged stimulation and big orgasms, is it not? The more you do with him in other ways, the less you'll feel the need to have intercourse. 'Bend over but don't break,' as you so colorfully put it." Suzanne smiled as she recalled Susan saying that, and that made Suzanne also happily recall earlier that day when Susan had stuffed her fingers into Suzanne's mouth.

Susan said, "You're right. I'll have to think about that." She frowned. A big reason that she'd at least tried to maintain the 'no kissing' rule was because she got so horny during such kisses that she feared she'd lose all control. She pictured herself kissing Alan one minute, then finding herself bent over with his thick dick fully impaled in her cunt a few minutes later. She decided, Maybe if I keep kissing Suzanne a lot, I'll get more used to it and then I'll be able to control myself better when kissing my hunky son. Yes, that's what I need to do.

Suzanne finally put on her panties, making sure to give Susan a nice show of her pussy as she slowly lifted her legs, and then a pair of pants. She opened the front door, blew Susan a kiss, and walked out of the house.

Suzanne was content to pretend for Susan's momentary benefit that they were merely practicing kissing, but it was obvious to anyone who could see (except for Susan in her self-denial) that the two of them had begun a torrid lesbian relationship. That made Suzanne very happy, to say the least. Her friendship with Susan had always been partially based on physical attraction due somewhat to the similarity of their unusually tall and curvy bodies, so she could hardly believe it was finally happening after nearly twenty years of being friends.

As she walked home she thought, Damn! If I only would have known, I would have started this kissing YEARS ago! Of course it wouldn't have worked back then, since her love and lust for Sweetie is what's changing her sexuality, but still I can dream. But heck, why dream? Forget those lost years; I'm living the dream right now! It's perfect because I can claim our kissing is so innocent, even when it's so passionate. I just love seeing her prudish barriers collapsing. Soon we'll all be one happy orgy family, living in total lust and total love!

Susan still sat in her front hallway, completely naked and more than a little cummy and sweaty. Her earlier worry that she was going too far sexually was long gone. Several hours of erotic talk about Alan certainly helped drive her worries away, but the frequent kisses with her best friend had erased her doubts even more. Her fears that she would go too far with Alan or her daughter were replaced with a newfound conviction that it was her utmost responsibility to go further with both of them, short of "real incest," as a means of better serving her son.

On a related topic, they'd talked about anal sex some more, as a possible alternative to "real" intercourse. That got Susan even more interested in the idea, so she decided to read more about it in the books she'd bought.

Suzanne's kisses were so distracting that for once the idea of sucking or fucking Alan wasn't constantly in the forefront of Susan's mind. Instead she pondered what it would be like to "do it" with a woman. For the first time ever, thinking about Suzanne's remarkable body made her feel warm and cuddly, and almost dizzy.

Eventually she came back around to thoughts of Alan and what might happen when he came home from school, particularly since it was a Tuesday. She went into the kitchen to get something to eat, since she'd been so involved with her kissing lessons that she and Suzanne had skipped lunch. She looked at the clock above the oven. Oh my goodness! It's after two already. That means Tiger will be home soon. I can't wait. It won't be long until my mouth is crammed full of delicious, thick Tiger cock. Mmmm! Yum! This is turning out to be the best Tuesday yet!

She went to her room to masturbate, to pass the time until he arrived. But this time, instead of just dreaming of Alan, she fantasized about herself and Suzanne being "forced" to kiss and fondle each other right in front of her son and his rampant cock. But in her fantasy he wasn't happy with just that. Soon he joined in a three-way kiss-and-grope. Before long, Susan and Suzanne wound up on their knees taking turns licking his cock and kissing each other. She didn't feel bad about breaking yet more rules, because in her dream Alan was very aggressive and "forced" her and Suzanne to do all those things.

She was in heaven, cumming repeatedly while savoring that fantasy.