Chapter 630 It's Just A Matter Of Time Before He's Going To Be Fucking YOUR Ass!

As soon as Suzanne was gone, Brenda was on Susan like white on rice. Her arousal level was still sky high, and she was craving relief. Her hope was that she and Susan would French kiss for a nice long while.

She was keen to take off Susan's exercise outfit so they could revel in their nudity and fully explore each other's bodies. She hoped that, soon, Susan would finger her pussy and give her the great orgasm that she so desperately needed.

However, Susan had other ideas. She did neck with Brenda, but only for a minute or so before she disengaged and took a few steps back.

Brenda was puzzled, not to mention disappointed. "What... what are you doing? Don't you like the way I kiss and hold you?"

Susan smiled warmly. "Sure I do. But I could tell you were about to cum, even without me touching you down there. And you heard what Suzanne said. I have permission to let you cum, but only... 'eventually.'"

Brenda dropped her head in defeat. "Darn it. That sucks." Seeing Susan start to walk back through the house towards the kitchen / dining room area, she reluctantly followed her.

When they got to the kitchen, Susan said, "I don't know about you, but I'm thirsty. Want something to drink?" She reached for two glasses in an upper cabinet.

"Sure," Brenda said glumly. "Whatever you're having." She was still bummed about not being able to climax yet. She could feel her arousal level dropping, which would make it harder for her to cum if they started playing around again, and that only increased her frustration.

After Susan poured two glasses of milk and handed one across the counter to Brenda, she said, "Awww, come on. Why the sad look?"

"It's just that... I was so close."

Susan walked around the counter to sit on one of the stools. But then she decided it would be more comfortable to move to one of the sofas in the living room, so she headed there, forcing Brenda to follow her again.

Once they were seated, facing each other on different sofas, Susan spoke as she sipped her milk. "Don't be upset. We've got lots of time. Do you have anywhere you need to go?"

"No," Brenda admitted. She drank her milk too, but what she really wanted to do was play with herself until she got her much needed release. She felt increasingly awkward that she was completely naked (except for her high heels) while Susan was still dressed in her skin-tight exercise outfit.

Susan smiled encouragingly. "There you go, then. These hours when my Tiger is in school can be agonizingly slow for me. I love that you're here with me to help pass the time. And we've got LOTS to discuss! And as far as not being able to cum yet, think of it as a good training exercise. Remember, if Tiger is going to tame you - and he will, have no doubt about that - you're going to frequently experience frustration and humiliation like this, whether you want to or not. I'm sure it won't take long before he'll have you on your knees desperately begging and pleading for permission to cum!"

There was a fiery look in her eyes as she added, "And once it starts, it'll never stop. The life of a big-titted sex pet is one of constant shame. You'll have NO dignity. Remember, your body will exist for HIS pleasure! Does that bother you?"

"Well..." Brenda was conflicted and didn't know how to respond, because it sounded both wonderful and frightening at the same time. She was so exhilarated that she found it hard to breathe.

Susan said, "Remember that I'm in the same boat as you. He's already done that kind of thing to me, many times. And I don't know about you, but it makes me so hot!"

There was a long pause while Susan waited for a response.

Brenda thought, Dammit, every single time I come here, it seems I end up naked and humiliated. Even when Alan isn't around. Think how much worse it'll be when he's my boss. My... my... lord and master!

The phrase "lord and master" was like an instant aphrodisiac for her, reminding her of her pivotal first private conversation with Alan.

He's going to teach me my place over and over again. My proper role... as one of his big-titted sex pets! Spanking my ass, slapping his big cock against my face, spraying his hot cum on me... and IN me... I bet he'll make me wear his cum on my face all day long, even in front of others... Oh! HOT DAMN!

Finally, Brenda grinned and admitted, "Okay, I'll admit it makes me really hot and bothered too. But that doesn't make it any less frustrating while it's happening!" She pouted, "Like right now. Can I play with myself? Please?"

"No, you may not." Susan got a slight rush out of saying that, which surprised her a little.

"Argh!" Brenda's bare ass squirmed all over the sofa. She sat on her hands to help resist temptation. At the same time, she tried to kickstart an interesting conversation to get her mind off the nagging desire she felt in her pussy and nipples. "So... What was this you were saying about Alan and the big-titted cheerleaders?"

Susan's face brightened. "Oh, isn't it wonderful? Unfortunately, I don't know many of the details yet - I just get hints here and there, since he says he can't kiss and tell. But it sounds like he's turning the cheerleading squad into his own personal harem at school! Isn't that just the hottest thing you've ever heard?"

"It is!" Brenda started squirming in her seat again. "That goes to show that no woman can resist him!"

A burning wave of arousal hit Brenda like she was standing next to a blast furnace. As much as she would have liked to hear more, this wasn't the time. She decided that they needed to talk about something else or her urge to cum would reach unbearable levels before long. So she said, "Um, let's talk about that later. What about you? How have you been doing lately?"

The disappointment on Susan's face was obvious - she'd been looking forward to having an extensive, arousing talk about Alan playing with the cheerleaders, even if they had to make it all up themselves.

But she recovered quickly. "Oh, good, good. Let's see... I haven't updated you on things since you left yesterday, have I?" Her eyes went wide when she recalled all over again what had happened to her last night.

"No, you haven't." Brenda tried to brace herself, because this could be extremely arousing too. But her curiosity made her incapable of changing the subject.

Susan put down her unfinished glass of milk and sat up eagerly on the edge of her sofa. "My gosh! So much has happened since the party last night! So much!"

Brenda had just removed her hands from under her ass. She already was wondering if that was a wise move. She sat up straighter, her interest growing. "Really? What?"

Susan grabbed the edges of the sofa. "Hold on to your hat! You won't believe this! My Tiger... he fucked Suzanne in the ass last night!"

"NO!" Brenda was genuinely surprised, and she felt a thrill run down her spine.

"Yes! What's more, I pretty much saw the whole thing!"

"Oh God, NO!" Brenda loved that even more, and easily imagined peeking in on such a sexy scene.

Susan's head was filled with a clear picture of what she'd seen. "YES! I'm telling you, it's true! And it was amaaaazing!"

"But, but... I thought he was all worn out after I left."

Susan snickered. "Him? Worn out? Are you kidding me? He was just getting warmed up! I sucked his damn huge cock for such a very long time too!"

"NO!"

"Yes!"

"NO!" Brenda had to sit on her hands again to stop herself from masturbating. She was frustrated that she was naked but felt unable to capitalize on it.

"I'm telling you, it's true! It was INTENSE! It seems that all that oral fun I love so much pales in comparison to anal sex! I simply can't believe it, and yet at the same time I can't get the thought of it off my mind. In the hours since then, I've been thinking about anal sex even more than cocksucking and titfucking combined!"

"Wow!" Brenda sat back on her sofa, thoroughly impressed, letting that big news sink in.

Susan was so eager that she practically slid off the front edge of her sofa. "Brenda, I'm telling you, seeing his thick cock slide in and out of Suzanne's tiny little back door... it's like nothing I've ever seen or imagined! How could such a huge cock get in such a tiny hole?! How?!"

There was a pause until Brenda realized she was expected to answer. "I don't know!" Her head was spinning with excitement so much that she had to gasp for air.

"I don't know either! I mean, what if that's ME?! What if that's MY ass? Should a handsome, virile son like him fuck his own mother's ass?!"

Brenda knew that was a rhetorical question, but in her mind she thought, YES!

"And you should have seen her! Dear Lord, have mercy! She was screaming and thrashing around, begging for more, cumming over and over until she was practically drowning with total erotic, orgasmic overload! He kept on ruthlessly drilling her, taming her, pounding her poor tiny anus until she literally cried tears of joy!"

She spoke louder and faster with growing excitement. "He MADE HER take him up the ass and she took it ALL! He even came inside her while she shivered and shook and trembled in orgasm! With her butt stuffed full to bursting with his cock! And I stood there naked at Tiger's door, secretly watching the whole thing! God, was it SO HOT!"

Brenda was regretting this change of topic, because it was even more arousing than talking about Alan and the cheerleaders. But she was so horny that she simply couldn't control herself anymore. She pulled her hands out from under her ass cheeks again and began wantonly pulling on her nipples and her clit. "You know what this means, don't you?"

"No. What?" Susan was suddenly so carried away that chastising Brenda for playing with herself was the last thing on her mind.

"You're next! It's just a matter of time before he's going to be fucking YOUR ass! It's inevitable!"

Susan silently gasped. Oh my goodness! But it's true! It must be true! He WILL!

"And then he's going to get to the rest of us," Brenda intimated firmly. Then her eyes widened as she breathed huskily, "That means he's gonna fuck my ass too!"

"Oh Lord! Dear God! Please, Lord, please, have mercy!" Susan decided that playing with herself just like what Brenda was doing was a very good idea. She was frustrated though that she was still wearing her exercise outfit. So she frantically pulled it all the way off, needing to get to her pussy and nipples.

Brenda continued, "It's true! Susan, I hope you enjoy feeling comfy sitting like you are. Soon, you'll hardly be able to sit at all, and that'll be a permanent condition since your ass will always be recovering from some recent anal spearing he's given you! Not to mention all the spankings!"

Susan gasped, and clutched at her now fully exposed rack. "'Spearing?' Do you have to use that word? It sounds so... invasive. Like he's going to split me in two."

Brenda wantonly fondled herself all over as she panted, "Yes, I do! And he will! His massive cock is going to penetrate your ass over and over again, like a thick spear or lance! And there's nothing you can do about it but wantonly churn your hips on his stiff snake and totally love it!"

Susan was still holding her tits with one hand, but her other hand had already migrated to her pussy and she was digging two fingers deep into her slit in the best imitation of a "spearing" that she could imagine. "But... what if I don't want that? The idea of anal sex makes me more than a little bit squeamish. Some things just aren't natural. Unholy, even! If God wanted people to-"

Brenda cut her off brusquely. "Shut up! Don't even say that. Sorry to be rude, but that's not the Susan I know talking; that's the old you. I've heard about the prudish way you were brought up. You know who told you that? Some deeply sexually unsatisfied religious nuts!"

Susan frowned. "Hey! You're talking about my family." Nonetheless, she didn't stop masturbating.

"So what? Look, I'll admit that I don't know your family from Adam, but I'm willing to hazard a guess here. Did you ever have any hint or clue that your parents enjoyed sex? Or your preacher or anyone else filling your head with this claptrap?"

Susan admitted, "To be honest, I can't imagine my parents or any of them even having sex, much less enjoying it. But they must have done something, because families with lots of children were the general rule where I grew up, including mine."

"Maybe so. But can you imagine your mother joyously screaming out as an orgasm rips through her? Or her luxuriating in the total joy of giving your father a great blowjob? Or even her giving him a blowjob at all, ever?"

Susan conceded, "I'm sure they've never done that. Father would say that's unnatural, and a sin."

"And what do YOU say about it?"

Susan sat up stiffly and proudly. "Why, blowjobs are just about the most wonderful thing on God's green Earth! I honestly don't know what I'd do if I couldn't slurp and suck on my Tiger's sweet, hot cock for hours at a time! Well, okay, maybe not hours at a time, but maybe someday. A girl can dream."

She stared off into space with a blissful smile. "There's something so magical, so precious, so thrilling about being naked between his legs. Just that alone gets me so hot, especially when he's fully clothed and I'm wearing just my high heels. Mmmm! God, I feel helpless to his sexual power. And then I take a big whiff of his manly scent, and blow a puff of air on his sweet spot... Mmmm! I'm rewarded with my first sexy moan from him! And then... feeling my lips stretch around his thickness.... Aaaah!"

She snapped back to reality and said emphatically, "Every part of it is my favorite! Every part!"

Brenda chuckled at that while she continued to masturbate too. "You see? If you listened to your parents, you'd never do that at all. And yet you continue to heed their advice on anal sex?! Don't you remember how deliriously overjoyed Suzanne was last night when he was spearing HER ass? So you know everything you learned about anal sex is wrong."

Susan fretted, "I know, I know! But it's one thing to know that in theory. My revulsion is so deeply ingrained that I can't simply turn it off, like flipping a light switch."

Brenda pointed out, "But at the same time, the idea of it arouses you greatly. I can tell. For instance, you can't stop playing with yourself, even while talking about your objections."

"Hey! You're playing with yourself too."

Brenda laughed, because it was true. But she didn't want to stop now. However, she also was careful not to get too overheated. She was close to the cusp of an orgasm again, and she was determined not to cum, not until Susan gave her permission. Somehow, that had become very important to her.

Although her new vibrator was resting in a box nearby, she knew she couldn't use it, unless she was going to break Suzanne's command not to cum until it was time. She tried not to think about it.