Chapter 904 Susan And Suzanne Making Alan Feel Good [Janwillem Sponsored]

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Alan was left alone to ruminate, but not long. After about ten minutes, Susan and Suzanne both came knocking on his door. He let them in.

His eyes went wide and his penis grew erect in seconds, despite his sad mood. They'd dressed in his favorite clothing. Susan was in her "hole" T-shirt that had a large opening for her boobs to hang out, and Suzanne was dressed in her Daisy Duke outfit.

They both came to his bed and stood on the same side of him. Suzanne spoke first, saying enthusiastically, "How y'all doin', stranger?"

Alan groaned as they drew in closer and sat down right by his side. Oh, man! Goose bumps all over! Unfortunately, as great as this is, this is exactly the kind of thing I don't need to distract me from some very serious troubles. I have to think of Glory!

He exclaimed, "Dear God, don't talk like that, Aunt Suzy. Both of you together?! Are you trying to get me horny?"

Susan lifted up his ass and Suzanne swiftly pulled his pants clean off him. It was obviously a move they'd arranged in advance. Then Suzanne grabbed his newly erect dick and said cheekily, "No, we're not trying; we're succeeding."

He was conflicted, but even so he managed to push her hands away from his groin. "Well don't. I'm not in the mood. It would be disrespectful to Glory this soon after breaking up."

Susan held his hand kindly, and said, "Tiger, Suzanne and I discussed this, and we decided that based on what you were telling me, she didn't actually break up with you. You had an argument, but you're going to talk on Monday to see where things stand. Right?"

Suzanne brightly added, "And if I know you, and I do, you've become so suave that I'm sure you'll talk your way back into her panties."

He protested, "But I don't want to talk my way back into her panties, I want to talk my way back into her heart! I love her! It's not just a lust thing, not at all! It's the same as with you two. It's true that you're both jaw-dropping bombshells. But I'd still love you from the bottom of my heart even if you were ugly. I love you two so much, and I've deeply loved you all these years, long before anything sexual started."

Susan and Suzanne looked at each other and exchanged "awww" looks.

Susan thought, That's my son! Thank You, Lord for bringing this big bundle of joy into my life. He completes me and fills my heart with love! She reached for his balls and started fondling them. She figured, correctly, that he'd be less likely to push her hand away as long as she didn't touch his boner.

Suzanne thought, Is there any doubt why I love him so much and why he's the only man now that I could ever truly love? It's true; he would love me no matter what. And he's the only man who could ever honestly say that. Glory's a fool! They need each other, for a lot of reasons. We have to help her as well as him.

She said to him, "That's so sweet, and that's the Alan we love so dearly. But I'll bet that if you get back into her pants in the process you won't exactly complain." She gently ribbed him with an elbow, and then Susan tickled his sides a bit with her free hand.

He laughed against his will, and said with a smile, "Okay, maybe I wouldn't completely mind. But it's like what I was telling her, and what I'm trying to say now. Physical love is just another expression of love. There's nothing wrong with me loving her, or either of you."

Suzanne clapped her hands and exclaimed happily, "I completely agree! Why don't you show me what this physical love thing is all about right now so we can all love each other a little better?!"

Susan turned to Suzanne, grinning widely while trying to play dumb. "Hmmm. Do you think this physical love thing could involve Tiger shoving his big, sperm-filled tree trunk down my throat?"

Susan's eyes twinkled with delight and her smile lit up the room. "Hmmm. Could be!" She playfully ran a finger up his shaft and then back down to his balls.

Alan laughed again, but then turned serious. "Will you two quit being so nice and cheery, not to mention sexy?" He found himself staring at their special outfits. Jesus H. Christ! What perfect racks! He reached to his crotch and gently pushed his mother's hand away. He continued, "I need to mourn. You know I hate saying no to my two favorite busty-"

Suzanne cut in before he could definitively turn them down. "The two of us agreed that wallowing in misery won't help you. We're going to cheer you up if it kills you. You'll have enough of a chance to wallow on the hiking trail, but in the meanwhile you have a lot to do before you go." She again reached for his stiff cock, and this time he didn't resist. She immediately started stroking him.

"You mean that I have some busy fucking duties to attend to. I'm just the family stud," he said resentfully, though part of him found the idea arousing.

Susan saw that he was hurt. "Yes, and no. Yes, you have some busy fucking duties. My period is finally over and I was thinking that maybe today would be the day that you and I would," - she giggled and blushed, still a bit overwhelmed by the idea of having wild sex with her handsome son - "would finally fuck. Would you like that?" She seductively clutched her big tits together. "Do you want to claim Mommy for your own and possess her in every possible way?"

He didn't answer. But all three of them looked at his dick as it reacted in Suzanne's hands. It was already fully erect, but it rose on its own from his lower abdomen and throbbed needfully.

Susan smiled as she watched Suzanne's hands stroke him much more vigorously now that he was too horny to resist. "I thought so. And that's how I feel about it too. I know that you've tamed me in many ways, even turning me into one of your personal cocksuckers, but I can't wait to get FULLY tamed by my very own son. That means you conquering the last part of me you don't already possess: my cunt! Then I will truly be your loving and devoted big-titted fuck-toy mommy in every possible way!"

He gulped at that, while his boner twitched some more in Suzanne's stroking hands. And when Susan put her hands on top of Suzanne's and helped her slip and slide them over his hot pole, he thought he'd shoot his load for sure. True, Susan's hands couldn't actually do much since Suzanne had gotten there first, but the mere fact that his hard-on was thoroughly covered by four female hands was so arousing that he thanked his lucky stars for his PC muscle control.

However, Susan added, "But I decided that it would be best to wait until when you come back from the scouting trip. I imagine you kind of figured out already that's how it should be, if we're going to do it right and not be rushed. And you being so upset about this thing with Glory confirms that now isn't the right time. We shouldn't have that cloud hanging over this joyous occasion."

As she spoke, she slowly shimmied out of her shorts and then tossed them aside. She still kept her T-shirt on though, because she knew how much he loved it.

"I'm sorry, Mom." He had pretty much come to that conclusion already. Nonetheless, he hung his head low, sad that he'd let her down.

Susan climbed up on his bed and lay on top of him, to further distract him from Glory, and also with the hopes that he'd fondle or lick her ass. She pretty much planted her bare ass in his face, but turned her torso toward his dick so she could reach it. "It's okay. Good things come to those who wait. Suzanne told me that studies show that ruminating is the worst thing a depressed person can do. You need a distraction. Isn't that right, Suzanne?"

Suzanne's hands were busy sliding up and down Alan's stiff dick. All grins, she replied, "It is. And I wonder what kind of distractions we can come up with around here."

Even Alan had to smile at that.

Susan added, "Besides, you need to get in the mood. You have other gorgeous babes to fuck today. For one thing, Akami will be expecting you soon. How is she going to get the proper sperm samples using her hands and mouth and pussy, what with the way you're carrying on and all?"

Suzanne jokingly added, "I think she's going to need at least two cum loads just to be on the safe side, if not three."

With a look to Susan, Suzanne removed her hands from his hard-on and let her best friend take over. Suzanne wanted her hands free to undress, because she didn't have any of her private parts on display while Susan had everything hanging out. Not only was Susan wearing the shirt that held up her incredible tits high and thrust them forward, but the shirt was all she wore (aside from her glasses and high heels, of course).

Alan groaned again as Susan leaned forward and her hands took over the stroking duties.

Susan added as she leaned in to lick the tip of his cock, "Mmmm. Then, when you come back from her office, I was hoping you could give the two of us and your two teen sex toys some wet and heavy facials. Bathe us in your loving, fertile seed! I have this vision of us saying goodbye to you with spermy cream streaming down our four faces. Mmmm!"

He just groaned erotically in response while he vividly pictured that image.

She added as she swirled her tongue around his cockhead, "I think we should take some photos of that, don't you?"

All he could do was groan again.

She paused in her story for some more prolonged licking. "Of course I doubt you'll have four loads left in you after Akami's cunt is done milking you, but I was thinking we could get into a naked line and you could spurt onto our faces all at once, shooting up and down the line. Mmmm... Or maybe you could do us two and two, if you can manage two loads."

He was floored by that, mostly because he knew that she really meant every word, and she was planning on how to make it happen. "MooooOOOOoooom! I'm trying to process what happened to Glory! How can I do that with the way you're jacking me off, licking me, and talking like that?" His hands explored Susan's ass cheeks as if they had a mind of their own.

Susan didn't answer, because she'd just engulfed his cockhead and was bobbing down to his sweet spot, using her favorite corkscrew technique. MMMM! So yummy! I love that, even now, I can barely fit it in my mouth!

He thought, I have to think about Glory! I can't get aroused now; that's like having a blowjob at a funeral. It's wrong! But his body didn't agree.

Suzanne asked him, "What am I, just chopped liver?" She'd just removed all her clothes and climbed back on his bed. Now she rubbed her soft orbs up against his upper arm while she nibbled on his ear.

He answered, "No. Of course not, Aunt Suzy. You're just as incredibly, delightfully, frustratingly distracting as Mom, but the point is still the same. I need to be alone and sit and think. This is serious!" He was already desperately clenching his PC muscle to prevent himself from cumming.

Susan pulled her lips off his cock so she could talk, but she continued enthusiastically pistoning both hands up and down it while also licking the tip some more. "You're just saying that. Son, you don't know yourself like we know you. You're such a kind, loving boy, and yet such a fucking, relentless sex stud too. Mmmm! With such a YUMMY cock! Mmmm... MMMM!"

His foxy mother got distracted with her licking and stroking for some long moments, especially when she engulfed his cockhead and resumed her bobbing. But just when it seemed she'd lost the thread of her explanation, she pulled her lips off with a satisfied smack, and continued, "If you were just the latter, Glory would feel used and drop you. If it was just the former, she'd probably say 'let's just be friends.' But the combination is absolutely unbeatable. There's no way she can say 'No.' Just give her time to come around." She concluded her comments with a concentrated "tongue attack" on his sweet spot.

He was forced to gasp for breath, especially since Suzanne was kissing his face at the same time. But he finally managed to say, "Mom, you're just saying that. You don't know her like I do. She's very independent. Very."

Susan took one hand off of his erection to wave in Suzanne's direction. Her one hand technique was possibly even more arousing than when she'd normally used two, because she used the five fingers technique Suzanne had taught her the day before. "Look at Suzanne. She's very independent. We've all heard the story by now about how you reduced Suzanne to her desperate crawl of insatiable fuck need. I'm very proud of you there, by the way. You've done the same to Xania without even a prolonged break-in time like you've had with your own auntie. Let's face it. No woman can resist you."

Susan's five fingers technique was working so well that she kept going with it and brought her other hand further down to fondle his balls. She also resumed licking his cockhead. "You just have a way about you that no woman can resist, and your cock... mmmm... so big... aaaah... so delicious!"

Alan's entire body was surging and tingling with arousal. Still, he protested, "But the incest! She can never abide by that. Never!"

Suzanne ignored his words and nodded in agreement with Susan. She cooed near his ear while licking his face, "Sweetie, it's really true. You're unstoppable. How did things go today at school with Heather? I'll bet you put her in her place with a good, hard FUCK!"

Suzanne still rubbed her heavy melons against him and caressed his chest, but she was slightly slipping from the goal of stimulating him because her other hand had wandered over to Susan's chest. She absentmindedly pulled at one of Susan's nipples. The ironic thing was that, although Suzanne was still opposed to Alan being with Heather, in the heat of the moment she'd truly hoped that he'd fucked Heather good and hard.

Alan couldn't help but confess, "Not exactly. Although... she did come up to me in a busy school hallway in her cute red cheerleader outfit and I gave her a fingerbang and ass fondle for a couple of minutes between classes."

Susan practically swooned. "Oh God! Jesus Christ my Lord! Suzanne, do you see what I mean? Do you see what I MEAN?! How can I NOT submit myself to my son's all-powerful cock?! It needs to be sucked so much!" She engulfed it all over again, and bobbed as far down as she could manage.

He couldn't help but groan quite loudly in response to that. Strangely, he felt like he might be able to hold off cumming for a long time, but the pleasure was so intense that he kept on squeezing his PC muscle anyway, just to be safe.

Susan still had her "hole-y" T-shirt on. She thought, This is just too exciting! I know Tiger loves this shirt, but I just HAVE to take it off! A true cocksucking expert HAS to suck with her big tits bouncing freely! She gleefully pulled her shirt over her head and resumed sucking with great vigor.

Suzanne was actually quite impressed about his exploits at school, but once again she felt obliged to play the role of the responsible one. She asked, "In the hallway? What about people seeing?"

"That was a problem," Alan admitted, "but six girls gathered 'round to create a human shield of sorts."

Susan pulled her hungry lips off his thickness again, because she had to shriek, "NOOOO! Too hot!" She panted breathlessly, "Suzanne, help! Cock in hand, son dicking girls at school, tongue on my cunt, six new pussies for the harem, oh, it's too much!" She immediately resumed bobbing down his sweet spot, while giving it a good licking inside her mouth as well.

Suzanne was tired of her responsible role. "Damn, that is pretty fuckin' hot," she admitted as she started panting too. "You gonna bone these other girls?"

Alan was panting hard, so he had to pause for air after nearly every word. He was distracted by Susan's wet and pungent pussy literally in his face, but he was determined to make himself understood. "No. They're all good looking, kind of like Heather clones, but no. I'd love to, but I'd rather be with the likes of you two. Seriously. And Mom, 'six new pussies for the harem' is way, way off, especially since I don't have a harem. I even turned one down later when she asked me for a date. And she was hot."

Just as he finished speaking, Susan shifted positions slightly, literally sitting on his face. He finally gave in and started licking the pussy that was planted right over his mouth.

"Oh, that's so sweet," Suzanne said, genuinely moved. "Between your relentless dick and your loving heart, trust me, Glory will be putty in your hands." She managed to get a hand on his boner, but she mostly just held it while Susan went to town on its upper half.

"That's not true," Alan complained between licks of his mother's pussy. Protest and resistance was becoming increasingly difficult while he was practically having an orgy with these two nymphomaniacal women. He actually had to speak up to be heard above all the passionate slurping. "Glory's different. Unlike you, Aunt Suzy, or Xania for that matter, she has old-fashioned values when it comes to this kind of thing. She absolutely abhors incest. You should have seen her face. It broke my heart!"

Susan was having the time of her life going to town on her son's stiffness. Currently, she was performing what she called the "Gusty Windmill." She would lick down his pole in circular swipes, then stop and swirl her tongue around and around in the other direction. She would change directions and progress up and down in unpredictable ways, like a windmill that could pivot to follow the strongest winds.

But she felt that, as important as slathering her son's dick with attention and love was, lessening his worries about Glory was even more important. She stopped her licking for a moment, and pointed out, "But Son, I was that way, but now I've changed. Look what you did to my old-fashioned values and my disgust of incest. Don't worry. Just shoot her with your sperm gun, and her resistance will crumble. That's the best way to secure her love."

Alan momentarily stopped licking and sighed. "But it's different, I'm telling you! I've been lucky and had some very special cases, very special women, around me. But I don't have that effect on everyone. Look at Akami. I've given her the full treatment, and she's still not all wowed."

Susan answered again while reverting to a simple handjob. "That's because you only have lust with her, not love too. With Glory you have both. I tell you, it's a lock with her. Just show her how much you love her. Not only that, but Akami has small breasts, so my Big Tits Theory doesn't hold for her. You can see from her tits that God didn't put her on this planet for your pleasure. Glory, on the other hand, has decent ones, though I don't know if they cross the threshold. So the big tits effect could go either way with her." She stared off into space, pondering the application of her theory.

"Mom! Your Big Tits Theory is absurd! Please don't mention it anymore right now because it gets me too horny. And you two have to stop what you're doing RIGHT NOW or I'm about to cum!" He grimaced and just managed to stave off blowing his load.

Susan finally stopped her dancing fingers, seeing that he needed a strategic break.

Susan and Suzanne sat back a bit and smiled at each other. Obviously their plan to stop him from feeling bad about the situation with Glory had worked like a charm.

Alan was so horny that he could barely think at all, much less ruminate about something sorrowful. In fact, even without touching him, Susan and Suzanne were so arousing just from the sight of their mouthwatering bodies and the memory of the sexy outfits they'd had on that he had to close his eyes for a few minutes while he tried to make sure he didn't accidentally shoot off.