Chapter 872 Paint Me, Son! Paint Me!

Suzanne ran a hand up his chest as if she was amazed by his muscles and was checking them out for the first time. "Well, it's really for her benefit this time. You see, Sweetie, we all know that the big day for you and her could come as soon as tomorrow. We need to have her fully prepared to have the ultimate fuck, so right now I'm going to give you some tips and teach you some techniques on how to fuck her completely senseless."

She continued to saw a finger into his ass with her other hand.

It was a miracle he hadn't climaxed already. The only reason he hadn't was that he figured he might not get it up again, and he was desperate not to end the fun.

Susan listened in, and thought as she sucked and licked all over the top half of her son's dick, Yes! "Fuck her completely senseless!" That's what my Tiger's going to do to me, fuck me senseless! My very own son! Suzanne is so amazing, sharing her best secrets with me. Wow. And it's been so long, so very, very long since I've last felt the comforting taste of my son's magnificent cock between my lips! Mmmm! Hours and hours. Mmmm. Spermy goodness coming soon!

I feel so secure and intimate and loved whenever I'm like this: big tits swinging free, pussy wet, and mouth filled with sweet son cock! I could just LIVE with his fuck rod in my mouth, if he'd only let me. What a meanie, always banging all those teen twats at school instead of taking care of his mommy.

But soon I'll get a sperm protein shake of my own! And then when I get a refreshing drink from his semen fountain, it makes me wh- ... Oh no! I told Suzanne that she could have his load, didn't I? Darn. Well, accidents do happen, tee-hee-hee. Maybe if I speed up my technique here, he just might "accidentally" squirt my stomach full of spermy goodness!

Her tongue, lips, and fingers went into overdrive.

Suzanne was starting to take off more of her nurse uniform in anticipation of getting fucked. She somehow seemed incapable of taking off her clothes without performing a jaw-dropping striptease in the process.

Given opportunities like this, Suzanne loved to take full advantage and really go for broke. She actually buttoned her nurse's top back up so she could have more to take off. She started just swaying and hamming it up a bit, but seeing that Alan and Susan were having fun watching, she started to get increasingly active. Before long, she was dancing very actively even though there was no music playing.

Between watching Suzanne undress and Susan's tongue and lips vacuuming his erection clean of constantly drooling pre-cum, all Alan could manage to say was, "Tips?"

Suzanne pulled her miniskirt down past her high heels and kicked it away. "Yes. Tips. Techniques. Nurse Susan, please stop what you're doing there for a minute. I have a valuable medical lesson to impart that will help mend the wounds of this battered boy."

Susan was in cocksucking heaven, and very reluctant to stop. She pulled back just enough to blow on his erection instead of licking it. She pouted and muttered, "Oh, poo!" Then she blew on it some more.

Suzanne rolled her eyes as she tossed her top aside, leaving just the nurse's hat on her. "Very well. You've got to remove your mouth completely, but you can keep your hands going if you must."

Susan reluctantly pulled back out of blowing range. "Thanks, Nurse Suzanne." She savored the little amount of pre-cum left on her tongue, thinking she might not get any more for a while.

As Susan changed positions, she realized with surprise that she was still fully clothed. Normally, she found a way to bare her chest at the very least whenever her son was around, but she'd been so focused on handjobs and blowjobs that it had slipped her mind.

So she took advantage of the changing of positions to remove some clothes. First she took off her miniskirt, but the top of her uniform was designed in such a way that she could unzip flaps and expose her bountiful globes while leaving the rest of her top on, so she opened the flaps. She kept her hat and armband on to maintain the nurse look, and kept her high heels on just because she knew Alan liked them.

Suzanne reached in with her free hand and held the top of Alan's wet and pulsing erection while Susan jacked off the lower half. "Now, Nurse Susan, stop stroking and pay full attention here. He needs a break, anyway."

Once she had Susan's full attention, Suzanne continued, "I haven't been as good to you lately as I should have been. I'll admit some jealousy and wanting to delay you and your son from fucking your tasty cunt in the past. Momentary lapses. Ancient history now. But here's one way I'm going to make it up to you. Instead of just jacking him off in any old herky jerky way, let's get medical. I've studied this stuff. I know you say pleasuring his cock is an art, and it is, but it's a science too. Since we're dressed as nurses, isn't it fitting if we use knowledge of anatomy to take cocksucking to a higher level?"

Susan purred, "Ooooh! I love the sound of that! Let's do it!"

All hands left Alan's groin, and there was a pause to prevent him from cumming.

Then Susan and Suzanne leaned in close to his throbbing erection. Both of them felt their heads drawn to it as if a powerful magnetic force was pulling them down and compelling them to suck it. If nothing else, both of them had developed a strong Pavlovian reaction to its smell and taste. For Susan especially, just looking at a bulge in her son's shorts could make her mouth water.

Susan knew she was supposed to just look, but she couldn't help herself. Her tongue lashed out towards his pole. But his stiffness bounced away, since it was standing up straight without any support. So she was "forced" to grab it to keep it still, and within seconds she was both jacking and sucking him off again.

Suzanne made tsk-tsk noises. "Come on, I'm trying to teach you some important things here, things you'll be doing to Alan Junior for decades to come. I know you have the enthusiasm, but you need to match that with skill."

As he overheard that, he thought, Mom's sheer enthusiasm plus Suzanne's years of practice and her limitless bag of tricks in one person? Scary!

Suzanne continued, "Are you really committed to dedicating your entire being to pleasuring his cock like you told me earlier, or was that just talk?"

"Oh, poo." Susan pulled away. "Of course that wasn't just talk. I take my official personal cocksucker responsibilities VERY seriously. Don't worry, I'll be good."

Suzanne joked, "Let me throw you a bone, literally. Don't worry, you can touch it in a second. You just have to restrain yourself when you do."

They both just sat there for some long moments, getting used to being so close to his stiffness without going wild all over it with their lips and tongues. Although Suzanne played the responsible one, as usual, it was almost as tough for her as it was for Susan. She was just better at hiding her feelings.

Even though both of them were deliberately breathing on Alan's shaft, he did manage to recover a bit, after a while. He let out a sigh of relief when he was able to stop fighting the urge to cum.

Finally, Suzanne said to Susan, a touch breathlessly, "Okay, I think we're ready. Did you hear that? That means he's come down from the edge. Our goal is to put him right back there and keep him there, constantly maxing out on erotic pleasure, forever and ever. Now, put your index finger here."

Susan felt a great flood of relief at being able to touch her object of adoration, and she let out a happy sigh. She placed her finger at its very tip.

Suzanne continued in an academic tone, "Let's review what I taught you before. You're touching the meatus. It's the opening of the urethra. As you know, it's where his piss and delicious cum come out. It's a sensitive spot. Keep rubbing the tip of your finger right on top of it, in little circles."

"Like this?" Susan started making the circles, and was rewarded with an extra loud groan from her son.

"Yes. Now, we come to the G-spot of the male, which is just under the crown of the cockhead, here on the side away from his stomach." Suzanne rubbed it adoringly with two fingers. "It's called the frenulum, and it's simply chock-a-block with nerves, so you know that'll make him feel great."

"I knew that already," Susan replied defensively. "The sweet spot! That's my favorite spot in the whole wide world!" She smiled lovingly up towards Alan's face.

She waited until Suzanne withdrew from the frenulum and began jacking off the lower part of his shaft instead. Then she said to Alan as she started rubbing it in a circular pattern, "Mommy just loves your frenulum, doesn't she, Tiger? The sweet spot brings me such sweet joy. How many minutes a day do I lick your sweet spot, hmmm?"

He groaned. "I dunno, Mom. A lot!" It was true - from the very first day, the vast majority of the time Susan was touching his dick she was stimulating that spot in some way. What she lacked in subtlety or experience she made up by going for the "jugular" of his penis nearly all the time.

At first glance, Suzanne was holding the lower half of his hard-on to help keep it in place for Susan, but she was really jacking it off at the same time with subtle rubbing motions. She continued in her officious tone, "There's a groove there called the sulcus, and it's good to stimulate that too. Keep going in that general area with your thumb and middle finger."

Susan followed her instructions, while her pointing finger kept working on his meatus.

"Good," Suzanne said. "Now, use your ring and pinky finger to vibrate the urethra and shaft skin farther down his erection. Like that. There you go. With one hand, you're hitting all the key spots at once. Scrape with the nails on the underside if you can, too. That leaves your other hand free to do all kinds of other things to please him."

Susan was intrigued. She already knew all the names of the parts of the penis, since stimulating Alan's cock had pretty much become her main reason to wake up each morning with a smile on her face, but she hadn't heard of this combined technique before.

Suzanne let go of Alan's shaft, turned to him, and kissed him on the lips while Susan was fully absorbed with his cock. With her upper body crushed against his, he worked on pulling and teasing her nipples.

After a minute or two of dueling tongues, she pulled back and chuckled. "Look at me, Sweetie, you've got me all hot and bothered. Susan, his magic hands have got me wanting to get fucked so badly!"

Susan giggled and replied, "Join the club!"

Suzanne then asked, "How do you like that, Sweetie? And I'm talking about what Susan's doing to you, not my ass." She had to clarify because he was aggressively kneading her ass cheeks now.

Panting, he answered, "It's great. Wow." He sat up so he could look down and see what was happening. The fingers on Susan's hand were still doing three separate things to his penis at once.

With Alan sitting up, Suzanne was able to disengage from him and then come at him from the other side. She had one of her hands trapped underneath his buttocks, with her middle finger penetrating his anus and stimulating his prostrate some more. Her other hand appeared out of nowhere underneath Alan's balls, tickling and teasing them.

He asked between labored breaths, "But Aunt Suzy, how is it you're teaching this to Mom, and yet you've never touched me in all those ways with one hand before?"

Suzanne explained, "Two reasons. One, because I want to spread out new things for you instead of doing all I know in a week or two. I wanna keep surprising you for years to come. And two, I want Nurse Susan to have some of your first experiences."

Susan said as she stroked her son's throbbing erection, "Thanks a lot, Nurse Suzanne. You're the bestest best friend ever, as Amy would say. But what do I do with my other hand? I see we still haven't been able to reduce the swelling, and you've got his balls well in hand. I want him to paint me with sperm! When he paints my face with his yummy goo, I feel so owned. And loved!"

Suzanne smiled widely. "Ah. That does feel nice. But let's show him what we can do with our hands. And our tongues haven't even gotten warmed up, either," she pointed out. "Nurse, why don't you stick your fingers in his mouth, and play around in there like you're kissing tongues? Then lick his nipple."

"What?" She'd never done either thing before, although Suzanne had mentioned them during their lengthy cocksucking talk earlier in the day.

"Just do it. Trust me. The male nipple is a very overlooked erogenous zone. Fingers in the mouth are great too. Sweetie, you need to keep our mouths stuffed better. If your dick is otherwise temporarily occupied by one of your cocksucking hotties, like it is now, fill our cock-hungry mouths with your fingers if you can. It's nearly as good."

So Alan did just that. But to Suzanne's chagrin, he put his fingers in Susan's mouth instead of hers. Mother and son both fingerfucked each other's mouths while everything else was going on. But in his defense, Susan was in easy reach right in front of him, while Suzanne was not.

He seemed completely absorbed in his pleasure for several long minutes, but as he spiraled up right to the brink of climax he managed to say, "Can't go on much longer. Gonna explode!"

"STOP!" Suzanne shrieked like a military captain. "Susan, disengage! Disengage!"

Susan did so, but she didn't see the need for screaming. "Okay, already. Geez. What's the big deal?"

Suzanne complained, "If he cums now, what's gonna happen to my daily fuck? I mean, he does have to do some homework later tonight, so we can't play for hours and hours."

"Oh poo," Susan pouted in a sexy manner. Remarkably, she still had most of her nurse's outfit on. But her boobs were exposed and she shook a bit, letting her huge breasts sway back and forth enticingly. "Tiger, don't think I didn't see what you did to Suzanne's nipples. My nipples are feeling envious and lonely! This big-titted mommy needs you to remind her that her tits are yours to play with!"

But Suzanne said to Susan, "I really hate to say this, but can you leave us be for a little while? I have an even better idea on how to reduce the swelling and I wanna try it out."

"Why? Can't I at least watch?" a pouting and very disappointed Susan asked. She'd been hoping to get him to cum while she could at least share in the eating of it.

"If you watch, it'll ruin the surprise." Suzanne was avoiding touching Alan until he signaled he was ready for more. She watched his whole groin area buck up and down like he was fucking air, that's how close he was to cumming.

Susan watched too, then said, "Oh. Drat. Okay. Is he gonna fuck you now?"

Suzanne looked at him. When he didn't reply, she said, "If he wants. He's the man of the house now."

Susan sighed with longing. "That's true. I guess I'll go check on dinner. My shitake and fenugreek lasagna is simmering in the oven, Tiger, so don't take too long. It's ready whenever you are, kind of like me." She giggled. "When you fill Suzanne's hot cunt full of your thick and tasty seed, think of your mother some of the time too, okay? Think about how you'll be drilling my cunt too before long."

"Ugh! Don't talk like that, Mom, or I'll never calm down." He was watching his boner twitch wildly even though no one was touching it.

"That's the point. We help each other out around here. Today you'll be taming Suzanne's cunt, but with any luck my period may end tomorrow and then you'll be taming mine! It goes without saying that you'll be the only man allowed in there from now on. Ron of course won't get anywhere near it. He won't be my husband for much longer, but there won't be any new man in my life either."

She started rubbing her breasts sensuously, imagining Alan's hands all over her. "My body belongs to you, and only you! Mmmm! That gets me SO HOT, knowing that you basically own me! I might as well hang a little sign above my cunt that says 'This Pussy Is The Property of Alan Plummer, Super Motherfucker.'"

"Jeeeesus! Don't say that! Too sexy! Oh... shit! Too late! Too late!" Unexpectedly, he'd crossed the point of no return and he could feel his balls tightening.

Suzanne, if she'd been closer, had tricks to squeeze his cock at the base to stop his orgasmic surge. But she and Susan were standing (as Suzanne was trying to guide Susan out of the room), and by the time they both dropped to their knees and reached their hands out, he was already shooting out his first rope of cum.

Susan and Suzanne both lunged their heads forward at the same time to swallow his cockhead. But there was no room for both of them at the tip of his cock and their heads briefly knocked together.

Giggling at the accident, they pulled back and let him paint their faces and chests with cum.

Alan was having the time of his life, but it had become an ingrained habit for him not to play favorites, so even without consciously thinking about it he made sure to cover their faces with his cum more or less equally.

As his ropes started to lose their strength, Suzanne grabbed his wildly twitching pole with both hands and pumped on it, coaxing yet more cum out of it. She screamed, "Paint me, Son! Paint me!"

That managed to elicit another two ropes out of him before he ran out.

He was so caught up in the moment that he failed to notice Suzanne's use of the word "son." Suzanne didn't say it intentionally; it just bubbled up from her subconscious.

Susan didn't notice either. She was too busy gushing with wonder, "Tiger, that was NINE ROPES! I counted every single one, including the two you shot straight down my throat. I'm so PROUD of you! After all the pints of sperm you must have pumped into your teacher and the head cheerleader today, I'd have thought you'd be nearly out of the precious stuff. But no! Not you! Look at us. Just look what you did to our faces! You really showed us who's who and what's what, and just who rules the roost around here!"

Suzanne rolled her eyes at Susan's exuberance. But she loved her for that trait too. It was hard to remain jaded around Susan. She swirled Alan's cum around in her mouth like mouthwash. Damn, that's good stuff. That's one area where there's no hype to the hype. And the boy sure does have a lot of cum in him. Mmmm.