Chapter 976 Fantasy Playthrough



Both Susan and Suzanne paused to ponder their own deep throating inadequacies, and both privately resolved to do better.

But Suzanne soon resumed the fantasy. "Now, here's where it gets even more fantastical. While she's doing that, she's so preoccupied it gives us our chance to really strike. She's complained to Alan multiple times how she isn't into lesbian sex in the slightest, and she won't be persuaded by mere words on that, but now we can convert her with action! We've got four women to go on her all at once. Personally, I find her quite scorchingly sexy, and now I get my chance. First, I'm gonna kiss her all over, but especially duel with her tongue. I know she's got a long and talented one. That'll be so excellent! And play some more with her perky little tits and firmly toned, ticklish tummy. And her sexy, curvy hips will be-"

"But what do I do?" Susan whined impatiently.

"Okay, I'll switch to her ass and really rim her good, while you get your tongue working on her labia and your fingers busy with her clit! Amy and Katherine will go to town on her tits!"

"Okay! ... Oh. Damn."

"What?"

"Well, you got me so excited that I was raring to dive into her sweet snatch right now, but she's not actually here!"

"No, but you are excited, aren't you?" She was making very long and deep strokes with the anal dildo now.

"Oh, yeah! Completely! I've never had a fantasy like this one before. Please finger my pussy a little bit? I know it's sore, but it's soooo neeeeedy..."

Suzanne giggled. She said as if really put out, her voice falling like a two-note foghorn, "Oooooh-kaaaay... You're a difficult one."

Susan turned on her side, allowing Suzanne to keep working the anal dildo while pumping two fingers into Susan's pussy and work her clit with her thumb resting on it.

Suzanne went on, "Glory doesn't have long to suck on that tasty, stiff treat, because even though Alan can last nearly forever with a beautiful big-titted babe inhaling his long cobra snake, few can do her deep throating tricks. So he unloads, shooting an endless geyser of man-cream into her mouth. Naturally she pulls it back towards her lips so she can taste every last drop before it disappears down her gullet. And right then, right as he's painting her mouth with gallons of cum, that's when we take advantage of her distraction and you come at her from behind with a strap-on!"

"OH!" Susan squealed excitedly.

"It's too much for everybody! Alan is spent, in more ways than one, and falls back to the floor, completely exhausted. Glory can't handle it either. At that moment she hits a peak of perfect erotic intensity, the likes of which she's never felt before. Something like your whole body orgasm, I imagine. Her whole body shudders in a great orgasmic earthquake and she too falls to the floor."

"And then?!"

"She comes to her senses a minute or two later, but only enough to realize that she has no less than eight female hands roaming all over her, exploring every last nook and crevice of her body. She complains, 'What are you doing? Stop it! Please, please, just stop!' But she doesn't mean it. In fact, her body has already had several orgasms since we started, and soon she has more, many more. The four of us women work diligently as a team to smash her resistance to lesbian loving. There's no way she stands a chance, especially after you really give it to her with the strap-on! Soon she's begging for more as she drowns in erotic joy!"

"Excellent! What does she say?"

Suzanne gave a wicked smile. "Well, she can't really talk, since her mouth has been stuffed with cock, and now that Alan's down for the count we keep it filled with fingers and tongues. But she does need to breathe every now and then, so we'll give her enough of a break to say, 'Yes! I'm a slut! A Plummer family bisexual slut! But it feels so good, so right! Please let me join your world! Let's fuck together for ever and ever!"

Susan replied, "Yes, Glory, yes! Please do! We love you!" She turned to make eye contact with Suzanne and asked, "Can I do her in the ass, too? The way you're using that dildo makes me want to see something happen to her ass. I want to put the strap-on in there."

"No. Unfortunately, I hear she's really not into that. Wait, what am I saying? It's a fantasy, so sure, it turns out she secretly loves getting boned up the ass best of all!"

"Woo-hoo!"

Naturally, Suzanne put a new burst of energy into pistoning the anal dildo after this "revelation," and Susan fucked back with her hips as best she could.

After a minute or two of focusing entirely on her friend's ass, Suzanne went on with the fantasy. "But that's not all. By the time she's been reduced to a wet noodle, barely able to sit up, our well-hung hero has recovered! Since the naughty teacher can no longer stand, we hold her up, drag her over to a desk, and plop her ass up over it. He goes at her from the back, doggy-style, naturally. He fucks her so good that he completely shatters her world. The rest of us stand back and watch with longing as we remember the times he's done that to each of us. Even as he fucks her deeper into the desk, she freely declares that she belongs to him and the family. She says something like... well, you can probably do it better than me. What would she say?"

Susan's eyes lit up and she turned her head to make eye contact with Suzanne while thrusting her hips. "Oooh! Thanks! This is fun! Glory shouts, 'Alan has tamed my cunt! He's fully tamed it! I belong to him now! There is no greater joy on this Earth than being fucked by this teenage super stud! His joy is my joy! And if that means that I have to go totally lesbo to amuse him, I will! But I'll do it anyway because I love my new sisters and daughters, too. I long to fuck them all in incestuous mad love until the end of time! Thank you so much, everyone, for molesting me and tearing down my prudish walls. Alan, my master, my lord, I love you! I need you! Your teacher now is your complete slave! I beg you to take me into the Plummer family as your newest fuck toy amusement!'"

Suzanne laughed. "Well, that's a bit over the top, and Glory would never say that in a million years. In fact, it sounds exactly like something you would really say to him, now that I think about it. But this is a fantasy, after all, so anything goes."

But she thought to herself, I really need to somehow undo her more extreme attitudes before she gets me making a speech like that in real life. I'm already more than halfway there. Her enthusiasm is just so infectious! She needs to understand that you don't need to be totally submissive to show the intensity of your total love and devotion. Ditto with Katherine. And as for Brenda, well, I think she's a hopeless case on that subject.

Nevertheless, Suzanne continued after only a brief pause, "So Alan naturally agrees to all that, and accepts her into his harem. Of course she can't fully join until Alan properly marks her, so he takes turns fucking all of our cunts, but each time he's ready to shoot he pulls out and unloads on her face. He does it repeatedly until she looks like she's been hit by a semen pie."

Susan eagerly raised her hands. "Oooh! I call dibs on cleaning up the sperm pie with my tongue!" She much preferred the word "sperm" to "semen" and subtly tried to get the others to use it more.

Suzanne laughed again. "You got it. I call dibs on his next real cum load, though, if we can call dibs. Anyhow, the six of us make love long into the night, right there in her classroom. The next day, Glory leaves her apartment and moves in with us. We all live together happily ever after. The end."

Susan clapped enthusiastically. "Yeay! Woo-hoo! Encore!" She held up both thumbs as if they were cigarette lighters and she was in a concert arena, lighting them to hear another number. She was right on the verge of a big climax, too, and said, "More cunt fingering too! Please? Rub it raw!"

Suzanne laughed even more. "Now, Susan, I want to really emphasize that this is only a fantasy. It would never happen in real life and if we tried it we'd probably all be hauled away to jail for rape and who knows what else. I'm fairly convinced that Glory really quite simply isn't bisexual, and in any case it's her right to accept or reject him. I assume you've been plotting to take action if she says no?"

Susan blushed. "Well, yeah."

Suzanne shook her head in slight dismay. "What have you been planning? No, wait. I don't want to know. I don't see your aggressive side much, but when I do it's frighteningly intense. And it's been showing up a lot more often lately. You didn't go ballistic on Christine when she turned Alan down."

"That's because I didn't understand Alan's pussy rights back then. Although, now that I think about it, Christine's tits are big enough for the Big Tits Theory to apply to her, which means-"

Suzanne closed her eyes and pinched the bridge of her nose with her hand in frustration. "My mistake for bringing her up. Please don't even go there. Just promise me that you'll keep your Glory plans as fantasies and leave it up to the two of them to sort things out for themselves."

"Awww. You're totally raining on my parade. You get me so excited, and then you say that. You know that something like that fantasy SHOULD happen. It's what's right. It's what's natural! If he loves her, and he does, then she needs to take her proper place in the harem and her proper place on her knees before him! Her life can be an endless pleasure of unconditional love and mind-blowing lust, just like it is for the rest of us."

"I know, but maybe she doesn't want that. Maybe she wants her teaching career and other things. Sitting around the house as one of the idle rich, doing nothing but fucking all day, isn't for everyone. Maybe she's just not mentally open to that for whatever reason. I have my troubles with the submission issue, but for her I think it might be a deal breaker. Let's not push her, and for God's sake, don't try to seduce her! Please don't even try to talk to her. Your mental state... well, let's just say that you've drifted from the norm lately. What seems reasonable to you might strike her as psycho, to be blunt about it. If she even just knew we were fantasizing about her like this, she would completely freak out and whatever chance he has with her would be ruined. He's said he wants to deal with this himself. So will you promise to let him?"

Susan sighed. "Oh, okay. For now. If that's what he insists on, then we must obey. We can give him some time and some space and see how things go. But I won't be happy until she's joined us."

"There, there." Suzanne rubbed her friend's shoulder sympathetically. "I'll tell you what. Since I cooled you down right as you were about to have another great climax, why don't I suckle on your nips for a while? That always gets you off. I did a hasty job when you came home from dropping the kids off from school, given that you were so tired, but I can do a proper job now. Actually, before you do that, I'm hoping you can play with me for a while, too. You can pretend I'm Glory in the fantasy! But you've got to stroke and fondle me at the same time. I need to get off some more too. And then, when we're done with that, I want to hear one of your non-Alan fantasies while we think up some even more fun ways to play with each other!"

Susan laughed, and said jokingly, "Just another typical soccer mom day." More seriously, she pondered, "How did I used to spend my days? Wasting all my time with minor errands and meaningless social obligations. Sad. I suppose we do have to eat lunch at some point, but that can wait a little longer. However, there is one big flaw in your action plan: I have no non-Alan fantasies. Truly."

Suzanne was amused, because she knew it was true. "Okay then, make up a bisexual fantasy like mine that hasn't got so much Alan in it. Maybe it can be another Glory one. Oooh! I have an idea. Imagine that you and I are teenage girls again, and we're in some kind of girls-only class being taught by Glory, like Home Economics. Only the hottest girls like Heather are there with us."

Susan sighed again. "Mother, you have such a better imagination than I do, but I'll try my best. Of course Alan has to be in that class too. And can I keep my adult-sized boobs?"

"Mom, it's a fantasy, already. You can make them larger if you want. And mine definitely have to be at least G-cups!" Suzanne laughed. "You can have yours fully lactating and have Alan and Katherine milk you right there in the middle of the class. You can do anything!"

"I love it! All right! But first, let's do the milking right now!" Susan sat forward and thrust her tits towards Suzanne's face.

Suzanne looked at her friend with love, and said, "Life is so much better with you, my sister. And I don't just mean sexually. That's just one tiny part of it."

Susan simply replied, "I know." They kissed passionately and deeply.