Chapter 556 Alan's Exclusive Sex Pet? [Iveyflame Sponsored]

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Susan quickly pulled her pants back up, then moved to put the phone back where it belonged. Only then did she bend over and pick up her blouse.

She walked to the kitchen to finish dressing and compose herself. Her sexual hunger was sated, at least for the moment, by the big orgasm she'd just had. She asked in the most casual voice she could manage, "Tiger? Angel? How are you doing? Need anything from the kitchen?"

Katherine quipped, "We're doing okay, but not as great as you!"

Susan blushed a little more and turned her head away.

Alan stopped playing with his sister's pussy and clit because he expected that their mother would soon return to the table. He figured that now that Susan had her orgasm and appeared to calm down, she was liable to give him a lecture on their "improper" behavior.

Katherine, though, wasn't willing to stop stroking his shaft.

He gave her a look and even slapped her hand, but she just playfully stuck her tongue out at him and continued her stroking.

Alan didn't get a chance to discourage her any further, because at that point Susan came back into the room fully dressed. She sat back down at the dinner table, on the opposite side from Alan and Katherine. She could easily tell that Katherine was still jacking Alan off, but she didn't bring it up. Instead, she merely noted, "That was Brenda."

Her kids snickered and giggled. Alan said, "Yeah, we figured that out like fifteen minutes ago."

Susan grinned. "I know. I was trying to make a joke. Was that good or not?"

"Mom," Alan said, "that was very good. Great, actually. Keep it up. But what's up with that phone call? Obviously, that wasn't the first time you two have talked like that."

Susan said, "No. She's calling me all the time these days. It's like getting on the Jehovah's Witnesses' potential-converts list or something." She pretended to be annoyed, but in fact she'd come to love her daily phone calls with Brenda, which had become more frequent and much more explicitly erotic since their talk on Sunday night. She'd just cleaned her juices off her upper thighs while in the kitchen, or they would have been soaking wet. She would have loved to suck off her son yet again, but for once her jaw was too sore and tired to do it, and she was still recovering from her big orgasm.

Anyway, she knew full well that her daughter was already taking care of his boner. Katherine was making a renewed effort to at least be subtle about jacking him off under the table, but she wasn't doing a good job of it. Susan could see the telltale motion in the way that Katherine's upper arms went up and down repeatedly.

Surprisingly, Susan still didn't feel bothered about it, even though it was technically in violation of Katherine's punishment. It's a shame that Angel is violating my direct order, but I can't exactly blame her. Would I be able to keep my hands in my lap if Tiger had his raging erection right next to me, and while listening to a phone call like that? No way! Keeping his cock stiff and happy takes priority, after all. She is one of his personal cocksuckers, and that's what we do. Since I'm too wiped out do it at the moment, I'll just pretend not to notice. Besides, she knew she was being more than a bit greedy with the tradition that Tuesday was 'her day' and she felt somewhat guilty about it.

Alan asked his mother, "So you and Brenda have been having a lot of calls like that? I'm amazed!" His head was spinning from the sheer pleasure of Katherine's handjob, but he tried not to let on.

Susan admitted, "To be honest, yeah, kinda. It's been going on for a few days now. I actually hope we'll keep doing it a lot. It's fun talking to her, usually about you and all the various ways you end up dominating me with your wonderfully super-strength penis. But that call, well, things got... a little bit out of hand, with you two right there. I even kind of surprised myself at some of the things I said." She lowered her head and blushed in a very cute manner.

Katherine said, "Well, yeah! That was seriously out of hand!" But she added in a less critical tone, "What have your other calls with her been like?"

Susan said, "Well, we started talking on the phone some prior to the last poker night. Back then, Brenda was trying to be nice to me, but I must admit I wasn't too friendly in return."

Katherine went back to just subtly rubbing Alan's sweet spot as it slowly dawned on her how physically close Susan was sitting and how easy it would be for her to see what Katherine was doing, for instance if she suddenly stood up. "Why not?" she asked. "You're, like, the nicest person I know. You're nice to everybody."

Susan looked guilty and upset at that. "I know! I feel terrible." She looked away as she confessed, "It's just that, well... Tiger is a tit man, and Brenda's tits are soooo darn big! Way bigger than mine. And not only that, but they're perfect! I mean, how can they be that big and sag so little and still be all natural? And her nipples. I would KILL for nipples that long and that sensitive!"

Alan was in a bit of a fix. He knew Katherine was very conscious of her breast size, thinking that hers were too small, even though she had one of the biggest and nicest pairs of boobs in their school. But her main points of comparison were Susan and Suzanne. So if he praised his mother's boobs, he could offend his sister. But if he didn't, his mother might be sad and insecure.

Luckily for him, Susan continued to talk without pause. "But then that poker night happened last Wednesday, and you both know what happened. Things kind of got out of hand with that too, what with the way you measured Brenda's boobs and all, Son."

Katherine snickered. "He did a lot more than measure them, as I recall. In fact, he pretty much 'measured' every last inch of her naked body!" She giggled.

Susan smiled. "I know. It was so hot! But the main thing is, since I slipped up and talked about all the incestuous cocky fun we're having around here, we really have no choice but to bring her into Alan's harem."

Alan started to complain, "Mom, you know that-"

"Right. Sorry, you don't like that word. If I call it your 'stable of many beautiful, busty sluts,' is that better?"

"Um..." He was too aroused to think that through.

Susan just grinned slyly and continued, "Now, mind you, I certainly don't consider what we're doing REAL incest; it's not the truly sinful kind. But the outside world wouldn't understand that distinction. Anyway, both of you know most of what's happened with Brenda since. But what you may not know is that Suzanne recently put me in charge of bringing her in."

Alan asked, "'Bringing her in?' What does that mean?"

Susan explained in a matter-of-fact manner, "Well, obviously, you've got to fully tame her with your big cock."

If he'd been drinking something, it would have shot out of his nose at that moment. He lurched forward as his boner spasmed and twitched in Katherine's hand. "What did you say?!"

Susan smiled smugly at him. "You heard me. You need to turn her into another one of your personal sex pets, completely dedicated to serving your cock."

Katherine was aroused and inspired by that, despite her jealousy issues. In fact, her jealousy just inflamed her lust. She started stroking his throbbing erection faster, nearly heedless about being noticed.

He was still incredulous. "Mom, you sound just like Aunt Suzy. She keeps suggesting Brenda should be my 'sex pet' too. Why does everyone keep saying that about her?!"

Susan replied as if she was impatient with him being slow on the uptake. "Because it's perfectly fitting, that's why. The important thing is that SHE likes it. She's as submissive as I am, and maybe more so. She'd love nothing more than to help you with your special problem!"

He looked pointedly at Katherine's fingers playing over his sweet spot. "Why is everyone so keen on helping me?! I mean, I don't mean to complain, but..." He felt like he was a surfer riding an endless wave of pleasure. It was getting hard to continue talking.

Susan continued calmly, "Surely you can see there's no other way. Suzanne wanted you to have a pleasant surprise at tomorrow's poker party, and maybe present her to you wearing nothing but a bow wrapped around her waist or something like that. I should have taken that call in the other room, but I'm so proud of you that I wanted you to hear how much she craves serving your cock already. Whenever she talks to me, I can't get her to stop going on about how much she wants to be exclusively one of your sex pets and personal cocksuckers!"

Alan was stunned speechless. Brenda? Brenda?! Of course I've been looking forward to having some more sexy fun with her, like what happened with her and Aunt Suzy on Sunday. But... a "sex pet?!" I know that's been Aunt Suzy's plan all along, but I can't get over that it's actually happening! She's like... unreal! She's got the body and face of a movie star, plus tits the size of small cars! I mean, that's like talking about someone like Jayne Mansfield serving my cock. I'm sorry. No way! It can't be!

But Mom wasn't faking that call... She couldn't possibly be that tricky. And Brenda sounds ridiculously eager. That means that soon I'll be fucking those incredible tits of hers! Not to mention fucking her mouth! Hell, why not both at once?! Or, Jesus, why not think big? Mom's "no fucking" rule can't slow me down with Brenda. I could fuck her cunt to my heart's content too!

He was hit with a vision of a naked Brenda sitting on top of him, holding his erection and slowly skewering herself down on it. They were in an unfamiliar, fancy bedroom, which no doubt was meant to be Brenda's. As she settled down on him, she stared right at him and proclaimed, "This makes it official! I'm one of your fuck toys! I get to be another one of your sex pets! Fuck me! Fuck me HARD! Fuck me DEEP!"

Needless to say, this aroused him greatly, and for a few long moments, he teetered on the edge of orgasm. Fuck yeah! That's totally gonna happen! Why won't it? This is my life now! I don't know about terms like "fuck toy" and "sex pet," but if she wants me to fuck her, then, by God, I'm gonna fuck her! Yessss!

Meanwhile, Katherine kept right on stimulating his sweet spot. She was forced to take little pauses here and there, because she could sense he was getting dangerously close to cumming. But she giggled and snickered, "What's wrong, Bro? Cat got your tongue?" Then she stopped with the pauses and increased the speed and pressure as she felt him surging again, due to his thoughts of Brenda.

He leaned forward into the table, suddenly clenching his PC muscle as another great surge of pleasure rolled through him. Fuck, man! Brenda! He muttered, "No, I'm just, uh, thinking."

Susan grinned slyly, guessing well what he was reacting to. That's so fun, seeing him almost cum like that! Of course he's thinking about Brenda and all the things he's going to do to her luscious body. As he should! I still don't want her coming around here all the time, but if she wants to dedicate herself to serving his cock as one of his personal cocksuckers, who am I to say no? It's not my place anyway, since he's the man of the house and I'm just his big-titted mommy slut! It just goes to show what a total stud he is! My boy! Her heart soared with pride and joy.