Part 139: You Sexy Thing

Day 76: Saturday, November 30

Chapter 1

Once they reached Alan's room, Suzanne was very careful to make sure the door was closed behind them. Then she pointed to the chair in front of his desk. "Please sit there, Sweetie. We've got a lot to discuss."

As soon as his butt hit the seat, he felt Suzanne straddle him. Her hand reached down to his boner, and before he knew what was happening, his boner was being worked into her steaming hot pussy.

"Whoa, Mother! What do you think you're doing?!"

He could tell she was smirking and grinning, even though she was facing away from him.

"What does it look like?" She wiggled back and forth, settling down on him even more until she was fully impaled.

He muttered, "Um, I'm not complaining, but I thought we've got a lot to discuss."

"We do! And can you think of a better or more comfortable way to discuss it? Sweetie, in case you haven't heard, my cunt has NEEDS! Big needs! My cunt needs to get fucked at least once a day, every day, by my one true love and master!" She squeezed him tightly with her pussy walls, and then churned on him a little bit for good measure.

She added in a more joking tone, "I figure if you don't fuck me right now I'll die of cunt hunger, or something terrible along those lines ... And if I'm dead, then we can't plan Brenda's ceremony, can we? Thus, we don't have much of a choice here."

He drolly replied, "So are you rescued from imminent death yet?"

She smiled widely and hungrily licked her lips. She wanted to kiss him, so she lifted herself all the way off, spun around to face him, and then impaled herself down on his shaft again with a long and satisfying "AAAAAH!"

She leaned in close to kiss him softly, whispering, "Almost. Let me bounce on you for about ... mmmm, oh, about five to ten minutes, and then I'll be in a good mood to talk." She started to bounce up and down on his shaft.

He quickly tried to object. "In all seriousness, please don't do that. Well, not too much, at least. I'm honestly concerned about my dick. Did you see what those three were doing to me over there? I'm close to the edge already. And I've got to be in TOP FORM for Brenda in a very short while. If you make me cum, it'll be a total disaster! And you're way, way too good at making me cum!"

She was still rhythmically bouncing on him, holding him by his shoulders. "Don't worry. You're always close to the edge. In fact..." - she paused while she settled all the way down on him again - " ... it's kind of our sworn duty to keep you that way nearly all the time. If you start to cum, we'll just do the squeeze-at-the-base-of-your-cock trick."

To his chagrin, he already found himself needing to use his PC muscle to avert an orgasm. He couldn't keep the strain out of his voice as he replied, "Yeah, but even if I don't technically cum with you, what'll happen if I'm all worn out and I cum in her after just a minute or two? What kind of supposedly all-powerful master does that when claiming a slave? I've got to live up to her high expectations of me!"

Suzanne sighed and slowed her bouncing. She'd become quite familiar with the feeling of extra stiffness in his erection when he was working his PC muscle, not to mention the pained look on his face. "You're no fun. Very well, what if I just do my pussy squeezes on you for a while? We can talk better that way too."

He poked a finger at her. "Okay, but don't be TOO good at it!" He sank that finger deep into her tit-flesh, just because he could, and it felt good.

They both laughed at his comment.

"I promise to be a terrible fuck," She said with more amusement. She kissed him while provocatively stirring her hips on his lap. "Now, what's the plan?"

"You're asking me? I thought you had all the answers."

She smiled mysteriously, while squeezing his length inside her. "Oh I do ... but just because I have them, doesn't mean I have to share all of them." Before he could respond, she continued, "For instance, do you remember the first time you fucked your cock into a woman's ass?"

He had to pause and think about that. It felt like ancient history, a time before time, way back when he hadn't been having sex every single day. It didn't help that Suzanne kept working his cock around inside herself while he struggled to recall that first time.

"It was with you!" he exclaimed excitedly, as the memories of that encounter flooded back into him. "Yours was the first ass I ever fucked. And what a fuck it was!"

Suzanne paused in her pussy grinding and squeezing to give him a hug and a deep tongue lashing kiss as she sat on his lap. "Indeed. I haven't yet come back for more, mainly because once you started fucking my cunt, that's been top priority with me. But my ass is starting to get needy again." She rose up on him and made some simply acrobatic moves churning her hips in improbable directions, forcing his attention to her great ass.

She ran her hands through his hair, enjoying their mutual stroll down memory lane. "You fucked your cock into my ass ... on your bed ... over there." She pointed to his bed along the far wall. "As I recall, you were rather against the idea ... at first."

He felt abashed remembering how he'd been that first time with Suzanne, and his ignorant opinion that anal sex was "gay."

She purred contentedly, "And to think, that was only two and a half weeks ago!" Seeing he was too close to the edge, plus they were getting too excited to talk easily, she stilled her hips completely and just squeezed his boner with her talented pussy muscles. "Do you remember how Susan was pounding on the door, ready to break in and stop us? Do you remember how she thought anal sex was the most immoral and improper sex act imaginable?"

He smiled knowingly.

"And now look at you! You've gone from being against the very idea of anal sex to accepting your Mom as a complete and utter butt slut for your cock who tells everyone who will listen that 'Good Mommies get fucked in the ass every single day!'"

"Does she say that kind of stuff to you too?"

Suzanne grinned wryly. "Does she ever! I can't get her to shut up, sometimes. She's very proud to be your 'butt slut Mommy' as she puts it, and she isn't shy to describe just how much she loves anal sex with you."

He smiled blissfully as Suzanne kept on squeezing his hard-on with her pussy muscles. It felt fantastic.

She asked him, "What are you so happy about? It's not just my cunt moves, is it?"

"No. Although those are awesome, as usual. I'm just thinking of Mom's anal sex lust. She's so cute about it, yet she's got this animalistic passion. I mean ... I used to come home and give her a peck on the cheek before going up to my room to take a nap. Now I come home and she's waiting for me in the kitchen, bent over, lubed up, with her ass cheeks spread wide. Wearing one of those great erotic aprons, if even that much. She fully expects me to fuck my cock balls-deep in her ass and pump her butt full of cum!"

Seeing that he was too aroused to think through all the consequences of his actions, Suzanne explained, "Your mom already thinks of anal sex as a special thing you and she share. Since Angel isn't really into it and I'm so vaginally focused, she's really only been able to share her 'ass love' with Amy. But now you're going to have a ceremony in which you claim another busty and beautiful woman's anal virginity. Of course, we know how Susan is, and she's gonna love that part! But you're going one step further, and you're taking that woman to be your Ass Slave! Furthermore, we're not talking just any woman here, but Brenda, the one woman Susan has had jealousy issues with. Do you see what could go wrong?"

A look of concern crossed his face. He even considered pulling his hard-on out of her.

Before he could speak, Suzanne quickly silenced him with a finger across his lips, and clutched his boner extra tightly to make sure he didn't move it. "I'm not saying don't do it. Far from it! I'm all in favor of enslaving Brenda's ass to your cock, as a matter of fact. That will permanently bind her to you even more than she is already. What I am saying, though, is that whatever you plan on doing in this ceremony ... be prepared to repeat it with Mom. And soon! I sincerely doubt she'd appreciate NOT being made an Ass Slave too."

He thought about that, and then nodded. "I can do that. But what about the others? What about, say, Amy? She's very anally minded."

Even Suzanne's cunt squeezing had slowed down to a mere occasional twitch, since both of them were focused on the serious discussion. She shrugged. "I don't know. You should talk it over with her at some point. I suspect she won't care much about it one way or another, as long as you keep fucking her ass regularly. All this slavery talk doesn't mean much to her. I think it's because she's such a pure and free spirit that she doesn't really fully get the concept of slavery in the first place. And I think that's very cute and lovable. But play it by ear. You're very good at doing that."

He nodded, even as she resumed her pussy clenching and squeezing. But then a thought belatedly occurred to him. "Wait! What about you?"

"What about me?" She played dumb at first, but then realized that wasn't going to fly. "Do I want to be an Anal Slave too? Nah. No thanks. Consider yourself lucky that you've got me calling you 'Master' and actually liking it. Don't push your great luck any further." She softened the blow with a loving wink and a smile.

Alan and Suzanne began to discuss the nitty gritty details of what he should do to Brenda for maximum emotional and physical effect. The discussion went quickly because they found they were in agreement on most things.

The only delay was that Suzanne really, really wanted a good fucking, and she was pretty much incorrigible when it came to bouncing on him and churning her hips while they hatched their plans.

It made Alan appreciate much more that Suzanne was, in her own words, a very "cunt focused" woman when it came to screwing her man. It was only the fact that he'd had so much practice holding a conversation while having his erection stimulated in some extremely arousing ways that enabled him to think and talk at all.

This was par for the course in his new life, and he loved it.

When Alan and Suzanne finally finished their "talk" (which what was in fact more of a prolonged fucking with some heavily panting discussion on top of that), they walked back down the hall to Susan's room to see how things were progressing there. Again they didn't bother to put on any clothes. And again, because Alan never quite reached a climax, his dick remained fully erect. (Suzanne though, had screamed her way through some very powerful orgasms after their discussion had petered out.)

Alan had been expecting to see Susan and Xania preening and fawning over Brenda, perhaps combing her hair, applying perfume, or just giving her a spirited pep talk.

But that wasn't what he and Suzanne saw at all.

Susan was in the center of the action. Her ass was up high and her face was pressed into a pillow. Xania's face was just above Susan's ass, and her remarkably long tongue was probing deeply into her anus. Brenda was mostly underneath Susan, licking her pussy lips from below.

He was happy just to enjoy the sexy scene.

But Suzanne walked in and in her best mother-in-command voice demanded, "Just what's going on here? How is this helping Brenda get ready?"

Susan, Xania, and Brenda all looked like the proverbial kid caught stealing from the cookie jar. They disengaged from each other and knelt in a row in the middle of the bed with their heads hung down like guilty criminals.

Susan hastily explained, "Um, it's not like it looks! Really! We were all getting really anal. If you would have come here a minute or two earlier, you would have seen Xania tonguing Brenda's ass. But Brenda said that Xania's tongue was just so incredible, I needed to see what it was like for myself."

Suzanne raised a suspicious eyebrow and asked, "And have you been prepping her asshole to take Sweetie's impressive girth? Because I know for a certain FACT that as long as Xania's tongue is, all her ass licking and even tongue fucking will never get Brenda's anus ready for the imminent invasion of his thick slab of fat fuck-meat."

Xania felt kind of silly to have been "busted" like this. But she explained, "Oh, definitely. Susan and I had been focusing on that until, well, we kind of got a little distracted. But for most of the time you were gone, either she or I have had a couple of fingers at least steadily pumping deeper and deeper into Brenda's asshole while Susan kept her all excited by talking about what it meant to be an Ass Slave."

Suzanne stared intently and almost accusingly at Brenda. "Is that true? Or was it mostly distractions?"

"Oh, it is most definitely true, Mistress!" Brenda said earnestly. "In fact, look! You can see." She quickly turned around on the bed and positioned herself so her ass was up in the air. "My asshole has opened up wide. You could probably stick your finger in there and not touch the sides!"

Alan and Suzanne crawled up onto the bed to get a closer look. Alan held Brenda's ass cheeks open.

Sure enough, Brenda's anus was an open hole.

Suzanne even reluctantly tried the finger test, and found she could poke it in without touching. "Well I'll be damned," she said. "That is one open ass. Xania, how could you stick your tongue in there?"

Xania shrugged her shoulders. "It was kind of an experiment. You should have heard how much she screamed, so my efforts were appreciated at least."

"I heard," Suzanne said, amused. "We were only down the hall, you know."

Susan grinned at her son. "And we heard a lot of female screaming coming through your door. You two were supposedly just talking right? Tiger, I'll bet you made a deep impression when you drove your point home repeatedly."

He chuckled, impressed with her word play. "Yep. I think she enjoyed the THRUST of my argument."

Suzanne shook her head and said seriously, "Okay, enough, you clowns. Brenda's ass isn't going to stay open like that forever. Let's get a move on! We need to get this ceremony rolling NOW, before her ass tightens back up again."

Unexpectedly, Susan spoke up. "Um, Xania? Can I speak to you in private? And you too, Tiger." She looked at Suzanne. "We might be a couple of minutes. Right out in the hall."

Suzanne asked, "What about me?"

"That's not necessary. Just the three of us will do."

Suzanne stared at her suspiciously. She was a bit hurt that she was left out of whatever it was Susan was doing. "Okay. I'll do some of the prep work with Brenda that you all were too horny and carried away to do. She looks like a thoroughly fucked mess, for starters. But JUST talking, right? Don't let me go out there and find you two giving Sweetie another double titfuck or something."

Susan held up her hand like she was being sworn in for a court proceeding. "We won't even stroke or lick his cock whatsoever. I swear."

Suzanne glowered, but relented. "Very well."

Chapter 2

Xania, Susan, and Alan moved into the hall and closed the door behind them. Again, nobody bothered with any clothes, although Susan did take a few moments to put her high heels on.

Susan looked around uncomfortably, and then said, "Xania, please don't take offense ... I don't know how to put this gently, so I'll just come right out and say it: I'd rather you don't participate in Brenda's anal ceremony or her anal deflowering."

Xania was shocked, and hurt. "You don't?"

Susan put her hands together like she was begging. "I'm sorry, really sorry! It's just that, this is a harem activity, and you're not part of the harem. Well, at least not yet. I'd love if you formally joined us, but you'd have to swear off all other men and dedicate yourself to serving Alan and his cock, and you obviously haven't done that yet. It's like, imagine if you're visiting a family for a few days, and they want to have an important family meeting. It's probably best if you make yourself scarce for a little bit because you're not part of the family."

Alan asked, "Mom, you didn't want to get my opinion on this first? I don't see why Xania has to be left out."

Susan turned to Alan and looked even more apologetic. "I'm sorry, Son. Normally, I'd defer to you, my master. But this is kind of a harem thing that you might not understand because you ARE the master. So I really have to put my foot down. Xania probably doesn't understand either, and that's okay. It's virtually impossible to understand unless you are one of the harem slaves."

She turned back to Xania. "You may think this is weird or something, but we slaves, we consider Tiger our total undisputed master. He can overrule me on this or anything else if he really wants to, because he has ALL the power and we have none! If he ordered me to spend the next week with my hands chained behind my back and my ankles chained together, I'd have no choice but to obey."

Xania nodded, even though she didn't really understand Susan's attitude or where she was going with this. She did note, however, that Susan seemed to be excited by the prospect of Alan ordering her to do precisely that, even if such an order was extreme and impractical, to say the least.

Susan continued, "But even though we consider ourselves the lowest of the lowly slaves, we also consider ourselves a kind of elite. We're like the Green Berets or the palace guard or something like that. We're the best of the best! Out of the thousands of women Tiger could have tamed with this big cock here and turned into his personal fuck toys, he chose US!" She fondly reached to his crotch and firmly held his erection.

She continued, "And just as importantly, we chose HIM! So we share a special kind of bond between us because of that. We have special signed agreements, ceremonies, and gifts that define us and bind us together." She proudly brushed her hair completely off her shoulders and raised her chin to show off her black collar.

Xania pointedly stared at Susan's hand on Alan's boner, and asked, "Excuse me, but didn't you just promise Suzanne you wouldn't touch him there?"

Susan smirked a little bit. "I promised no stroking or licking. And that was deliberate too, because I knew I wouldn't be able to resist! Xania, to be his slave means you really have to make serving his cock the most important thing in your life! This is my passion!" She kept her vow not to stroke, but she began subtly rubbing his sweet spot with a couple of fingers. In truth, it was just as effective as most stroking.

Alan was tempted to reach out and fondle Susan's hefty globes in return, especially now that she was thrusting them forward as part of her proud stance, but he resisted because he didn't want to get carried away with Suzanne and Brenda waiting.

Susan asked Xania, "Do you think it's right for Tiger to let you wear a collar if you haven't made the same commitments to exclusively serve his cock and love him with all your heart and soul that the rest of us have?"

A light dawned on Xania. "No. And, by the same token, it wouldn't be right for me to be part of Brenda's ceremony unless I'm fully a part of the harem. I get it. Just like any club or organization, there are costs and benefits to joining, and it's not fair to enjoy the benefits if you're not willing to pay the costs."

Seeing that Xania was following her line of thinking, Susan replied while she continued her subtle rubbing, "Well, I wouldn't call them 'costs, ' because I love them too. More like 'commitments.' But yeah, that's the general idea. Are you mad? Are you offended? Because I really like you a lot, especially after the tender milking moment we shared today."

Alan perked up at the sound of that, and commented, "I missed that."

Susan winked at him. "You miss a lot of fun things. Good thing we're recording a lot of these moments on video. Although, come to think of it, when will we have time to watch them, because we keep making so many new special moments every day. But that's okay."

She continued with Xania, "We LOVE that you visit here, and we'd love for you to visit much, much more. Personally, I'm your number one supporter on the issue of joining the harem. In my opinion, no one outside the harem is more 'Alan-worthy' than you, and it would break my heart if you DON'T join us soon. But until you do, there are certain things that are for us harem slaves only, as much as it hurts me to say that to you."

"I understand," Xania said slowly, reaching a decision. "And I fully agree."

Alan looked up and down Xania voluptuous, nude body. Hot damn! It would be awesome to have Xania join us. If I could have anyone else wear my collar, it would be her. Well, Christine and her.

Susan was rubbing with even more vigor. "And while we're at it, this may not be the best time to bring it up, but we're going to have to work something out if you insist on fucking strangers outside of the harem, especially strange men. Not only does that go against everything we stand for, namely serving Tiger and his cock, but if you catch some venereal disease, it could be a huge health danger to all of us. Since you have a very active libido it's not fair to expect you to be totally celibate up there, but maybe we can work something out. Like, for instance, a limited number of female partners who have been tested and approved. You can see our concerns, can't you?"

"Yes I do," Xania said glumly. In truth, she'd known this moment was coming. In fact, she was surprised the issue hadn't been broached already.

Alan and Susan gave her some time to sort through her feelings.

She stared off into space as she pondered this issue. She even paced down the hall and back.

As Susan continued rubbing his sweet spot, she quietly whispered to him, "By the way, Tiger, I love the way Alan Junior is covered with Suzanne's cum! Did you have a nice little fuck with her?"

He admitted sheepishly, "I did."

"Good for you! Don't give me that sheepish look. That's what being a master is all about. Take full advantage!"

There was silence for a few long moments while they waited for Xania.

Xania turned around, stared at Alan's face intently, and then at Susan's. Her gaze briefly drifted down to Susan's rubbing fingers, causing her to grin. Finally, she said, "I can't believe I'm saying this, but I want to be a part of this group. NOT as a member of the harem, mind you," she quickly added before Susan got too excited. "I don't know how Suzanne does it, but I'm NOT a submissive type like the rest of you. Being Alan's 'slave' really doesn't hold much appeal to me at all. To put it bluntly, outside of sex talk while fucking, that sort of thing actually rather annoys me. No offense."

Susan generously replied, "None taken."

Xania sighed and ran her fingers through her hair, which inadvertently created a titillating, sexy pose. "In fact, the truth is I have a hard time being tied down to ANY long term relationships whatsoever. That's just how I've always been."

She paused while the other two wondered just what she meant by that. They had heard some of this from Suzanne, but they didn't understand it.

Xania sighed again in resignation. "But if I think about having to live without you crazy bunch, it makes me feel extremely sad and empty. I think I'm falling in love with you. And when I say 'you, ' I don't just mean you, Alan. I mean ALL of you! Katherine, Amy, Suzanne, you" - she nodded at Susan - "even Brenda, and probably even Glory if I ever get a chance to know her. Hell, after meeting her today, I wouldn't even mind a chance to get to know Heather better!"

She continued, "You're all just so lovable and fun, as well as sexy and arousing. I love spending time here. So I don't know what the solution is. I do have a high sex drive, and I know there's simply NO WAY I can get along with just coming here for sex for the weekend every now and then. But if we put our heads together, I'm sure we can work something out. Maybe I can be some kind of special harem associate or something."

She frowned with worry. "What do you think?"

Alan thought that sounded like a good idea, but he decided to let Susan handle this. He knew that issues of harem status meant more to her than they did to him.

Susan considered that for a minute or more, while Xania waited anxiously. She looked up to her son's face to see how he felt about this.

He gave her a slight nod.

Finally, she slowly nodded. "I think we can work something out." She brought her other hand to his balls and started playing with them too.

Xania exhaled with relief, and moved her arms to give Susan and Alan hugs.

Susan quickly stalled that by adding, "BUT! There's a but! But ... you'll have to SEVERELY limit your sexual partners in L.A.! You'll have to find just a FEW women you totally trust to stay completely loyal."

"I think I can do that," Xania said cautiously. "As long as I can keep swapping them around over time, because I really don't do long term relationships well."

Susan spoke while she frequently varied her rubbing style. "Suzanne and I will have to personally approve and test each and every one. But here's the kicker" - her eyes narrowed, she leaned into Xania's personal space, and she stared intently into Xania's eyes from just inches away - "NO. MEN! Period! This entire harem is built around worshipping and servicing Tiger's cock, as you can see."

She looked down at her hands, causing Xania to look there too. She even briefly broke her promise and ostentatiously stroked all the way up and down his shaft to emphasize her visual point. Then she added, "And having any other man involved with you in any way is so against our core principles that it would never work."

Xania was not happy about that at all. "What about Brenda and Adrian?" She asked, pointedly.

"That's a very special exception," Susan said testily, a little annoyed to be reminded of that. "And it's only for a limited time, until Adrian gets himself together enough to get a girlfriend his own age. Another one of our core principles is that good mommies have been put on Earth by God to sexually serve their sons. Or that's one of MY core principles, at least. So if you have some teenage son that you've been keeping a secret from us, we probably could make a temporary exception like that for you too. Otherwise, NO MEN!"

Xania grumped in frustration and slumped her shoulders. "Phew! That'll be tough. I've been pretty sexually promiscuous. In all honesty, I don't know if I'll be able to hold to that." She rubbed her chin and stared up at the ceiling as she pondered the limits to her willpower.

She thought, Alan's pretty damn good. Between him and his bevy of buxom beauties, I'll probably have more incredible sexual experiences than ever before. Hell, I'm sure I will. But he doesn't have two penises. Not even he could manage THAT! And if there's one sexual joy I love above all others, it's a good double penetration with real penises, on real MEN! Yeah, dildos and strap-ons can be pretty lifelike, but it's just not the same. Damn! How can I swing this?

An idea came to her. "Unfortunately, I don't have any sons secretly stashed away. But I do have another exception: Sean."

Susan gave her a very dubious and disapproving stare. "Tiger's friend? What's he got to do with this?" She briefly took a hand off her son's balls, swept up some of his copious pre-cum and swiped it into her mouth. She smiled and let out one of her usual satisfied "mmmm" noises.

Xania said, "If you recall, I was asked to be his sexual teacher of sorts. As a personal favor to Alan, I spent a whole weekend, plus another weekday afternoon, teaching him how to please a woman in bed." She spoke directly to Alan. "He's a quick learner. But he'll need to get much, much better if he is going to have any chance to take Heather off your hands."

He pondered that and said to Susan, "That is true. She does have unfinished business with Sean."

Susan was fit to be tied. She was trying to contain herself, but it looked like steam was about to rise out of her ears. "An exception? Sean?! BAH! The very idea sullies the good name of our harem!"

Alan put his hand on Susan's upper arm. "Hold on, Mom. She's got a point here. I'm not happy about it, but it would be good if she could continue his training, just for a little while longer. There are pretty girls at school Sean can have sex with, and in fact, he's already fucked Kim. But none of them can hold a candle to Xania and her sexual expertise, not to mention her insatiable sexual appetites. She's in a totally different league."