Part 37: Soak Up the Sun

Day 55: Saturday, November 9

Chapter 1

Alan napped again after lunch. When he woke up around two o'clock, he wanted to do some swimming. Although it was November, it was still a hot, sunny day in Southern California. He went to find Suzanne so he could take her up on her idea of a beach trip, but when he came downstairs, he found Katherine, Susan, and Suzanne all out back by the pool where they were sitting in lounge chairs.

He was already wearing his bathing suit in hopes of going on the beach trip, so he went out back to join them.

When Suzanne saw him walk up to her, she commented, "You know I've been keen to take you to the beach, but Susan insisted on this instead. Seems she didn't want to be left out."

Alan realized that Amy wasn't around, as had been the case when Brenda came over on Wednesday. He guessed (correctly) that Suzanne had sent Amy away so that the rest of them could engage in more sexual shenanigans. Suzanne was still largely unaware of Amy's recent sexual activity with him and Katherine; Amy's sexuality remained an unusual blind spot for Suzanne's otherwise very observant mind.

An obstacle Suzanne was trying to overcome was that Susan was very sexually free with Alan one on one, but she grew much more prudish and shy when others were around. She might be able to cope with the presence of one other woman if she were already very horny (such as when Katherine had walked in on her blowjob earlier in the day), but even then it had been difficult. With two others there she was even more prudish. However, her resistance crumbled when she got extremely aroused. That had even happened when a relative stranger like Brenda had been there the other night, when Susan had ended up doing things to Alan's dick with the others watching.

Suzanne had brought this exact group together for the strategic purpose of further reducing Susan's reticence about sexual openness in front of the others. She'd heard from Katherine how Susan had put her foot down earlier about giving blowjobs with others watching. That was the next barrier Suzanne wanted to knock down, basically by making Susan so horny that she'd break right through it without really realizing it. That barrier would probably come back later, but she figured that if it was blown away often enough, it would just disappear before long.

At first, Katherine, Susan, Suzanne, and Alan simply swam in the pool. But Suzanne found a way to use their 'swimming together' to increase everyone's arousal. Her bikini top was so skimpy that she had no problem repeatedly making it "accidentally" come off, especially when Alan was near.

Susan, by contrast, wore a rather conservative bikini because she had known that she would be in a group. Therefore she shot Suzanne some dirty looks, but fewer and fewer as time went by. In fact, the main reason Susan minded Suzanne's display was because she worried that Suzanne would steal all of Alan's attention. Yet she didn't dare to pull the same provocative moves while the others were around. So far, that had left her only mildly horny.

After swimming, the four of them reclined on four adjacent lounge chairs.

Suzanne and Katherine would have gone topless or altogether naked, but they still took their cues on what was acceptable from Susan. They, and Alan, kept a close eye on her to see how far they all could go without upsetting her too much, since no one wanted to induce her into another multi-day prudish backlash phase.

Their lounge chairs were all only a few feet from the edge of the pool. Suzanne and Susan lay in chairs next to each other, while Katherine's and Alan's chairs made another pair right behind them, but facing in the opposite direction. They all had punch to drink, rock music that blared on the radio in the background, and trashy novels to read. Suzanne had secretly spiked the punch with alcohol, to help further things along.

Susan and Suzanne again put on high-heeled shoes after getting out of the pool and drying off.

Alan thought it almost silly that they were both wearing heels even while sunbathing, but he didn't say anything about it as he didn't want to discourage any behavior that 'sexed things up'. Besides, after Suzanne had told him that the mere sight of high heels made her horny these days, he'd thought about it and realized the same was true for him.

Their spirits were definitely reviving. The lounge chairs were all in the shade of some trees, but as the afternoon wore on and the intensity of the sun lessened, Suzanne pulled her chair out into the sun and the others followed suit. Suzanne normally avoided the sun like the plague due to her pale skin, but she knew that moving into the sun would be followed by a need for more suntan lotion.

As she'd expected, all eyes soon turned to Alan for help.

Suzanne was the first to speak up. She held up a bottle of lotion and asked, "Sweetie, would you be a dear and cover me up?"

She undid her bikini top and let it fall to the ground.

Alan happily moved to Suzanne's lounge chair and began applying the lotion on her.

That set off some kind of secret race to more nudity.

Susan quickly excused herself and went inside the house. Upset that she still was wearing such a conservative bikini, she quickly reappeared in her most revealing one. But by the time she got back Katherine had joined Suzanne in being topless. Susan was sorely tempted to follow suit, but she was reluctant to do so while the other two women were there watching.

She didn't feel comfortable ordering Suzanne around, since they weren't related (plus, her submissive nature made her deferential to Suzanne, although she didn't consciously realize that). But she could command her own daughter, so she forced Katherine to put her bikini top back on. However, despite all her efforts, she knew that she was still being upstaged by Suzanne, and that upset her.

Surprisingly, even Alan flashed a lot of skin, especially since he wasn't wearing his usual casual T-shirt. Suzanne had recently given him a European-styled bathing suit, of the kind that, only a month or so earlier, he'd said he'd detested. The short blue suit that he wore for the first time was almost like a male version of bikini bottoms. He wondered what would happen if (or, more accurately, when) he got a hard-on, because there was seemingly nowhere for his engorged boner to go.

In fact, it was rather remarkable that he hadn't gotten a boner already, because just seeing Susan, Suzanne, and Katherine in bikinis was a mouth-watering sight. But his penis had experienced so much stimulation earlier in the day that he figured giving it an extended rest was a good thing. He felt that he could will it to full size anytime he wanted, but so far he'd resisted.

He continued to gleefully run his hands all over Suzanne's nearly nude body, while Susan and Katherine impatiently waited their turns. Suzanne would have been his first choice anyway, because he wanted to get the greatest potential for mischief out of the way early before he got too excited. He remembered how, when he was asked to apply lotion to the three of them the previous time, he'd finally had to flee for fear of losing all control, to not just start fucking each and every hole of each of the women. He was determined to have more self-control this time, so he could take things a little bit further without going overboard.

Before long, he brazenly straddled himself right on top of Suzanne. Just being in close proximity to Suzanne made his penis fully erect, despite his best efforts to mentally will it to stay flaccid. That was a problem, because his boner was in severe danger of popping out of his tiny suit, so he pushed it to the side where it lay just under the thin fabric that connected the front of his suit to the back. That action kept it covered, but just barely.

Not surprisingly, Alan was eager to play with Suzanne's big breasts. But, mindful that his roaming hands were in direct sight of his mother's watchful eyes, he figured he needed to wait until she was more aroused. So he slathered the lotion all over Suzanne's back, then worked his way down to her feet. Along the way, he devoted great attention to her ass. He would have slipped his hands under her bikini bottoms, but there really was no bikini to speak of in the first place - just a single string that ran down her ass crack. So he had free reign over her butt.

Susan stared intently at every move his hands made from behind her sunglasses, but she didn't say anything to stop him.

Almost as soon as he began, his hard-on popped out of his far-too-revealing bathing suit, despite his precautions. He modestly popped it back in, but each time he shifted his weight or made any sudden movement it would pop out again.

Susan didn't even chide him on this, so the application of lotion to Suzanne passed in nearly complete silence. Oh my goodness! Tiger is really exploring Suzanne's butt like he owns it! She might as well be totally nude, with all the liberties he's taking. I really do need to put my foot down and say something!

But, on the other hand ... He's going to finish with her soon, and then he'll do me ... Look, his penis is poking all the way out again. It just looks too long and thick and delicious to resist! My son's big strong hands are going to be all over my body! I wonder if he'll play with my breasts. Knowing him, he will! By the time he gets to me, I'm sure he'll give up on trying to keep his boner in his swimsuit. Oh my! I might have to hold it and stroke it to, well, uh, to keep it from getting into even more trouble! My nipples are rock hard, and my pussy is already too wet! I need to control myself; Angel and Suzanne are watching!

She licked her lips and her pussy quivered in anticipation of having his big erection rub directly across her naked skin. She even salivated as she fantasized about licking and sucking his dick. Her reluctance was weakening as her body fidgeted and her arousal grew.

It took a good fifteen minutes for Alan to do just Suzanne's backside. He figured it would take him an hour and a half or more to finish putting lotion on all three of them at the absurdly lazy pace he was taking.

They all seemed to make similar mental calculations, with the result that the other two were not happy. It was a hot sunny day, and sunburn was a real danger.

So Susan and Katherine put their own suntan lotion on while he was still working on Suzanne, to prevent themselves from actually getting burned. Of course that pretty much negated any reason for Alan to put lotion on them, but no one wanted to point that out. Only Alan's skin remained unprotected from the very penetrating sun, but his skin was the darkest of the group, so that wasn't such a big concern.

Chapter 2

Suzanne and Katherine had arranged a bit of a trick before they'd gone outside. They'd worked out a way to talk extensively about Alan's cock to get Susan more worked up.

Suzanne started it by saying, "My, my. Looks like Sweetie is hard, as usual." She was lying face down, but she could feel it had slipped out of his swimsuit and was rubbing against her thighs. "Angel, didn't you just take care of him a short while ago?"

"I sure did, and it was fantastic. As usual. I'm pretty proud of myself, because I sucked and stroked and titfucked that big monster cock for a good forty minutes, at the very least! I don't think I could ever get bored with putting my brother's thick, wide, fuck-pole deep in my-"

"Angel!" Susan chided. "Please! Let's have some decorum. Let's not forget the boundaries. There's no need to talk about that kind of thing." Her prudish nature was back in full force in the group setting, at least on the surface.

"But, Mom, there is. I'm concerned."

Susan sat up, now worried.

Katherine continued, "I'm concerned about the state of his penis. As you know, I've given him handjobs and blowjobs before. Quite a few before we were even caught, as you now know. But today his penis seemed even bigger than before. Thicker. Longer. Tastier. I honestly think it must be changing."

Susan still looked worried, but she also unconsciously licked her lips. She continued to shift in her chair, as if she couldn't ever get comfortable.

Katherine went on, "And his endurance! Geez! It's unbelievable. It wears my mouth out. I mean, I licked and licked and sucked and sucked for the better part of an HOUR, like I said, and I almost gave up before I could get him to cum. My mouth was simply tired out. It was like a race to get him to cum before I ran out of energy, and he very nearly won. Can you imagine that happening to you? Can you imagine being totally defeated and conquered by his powerful cock?"

Susan found her pussy growing moist, for some reason. Dear Lord, yes! It defeats me pretty much every single day!

Katherine continued, "His penis is so huge already, but it seems to be growing even thicker and longer. I'm thinking all the rubbing and sucking is making it grow permanently! What do you think?"

"It's possible," Susan conceded, suddenly wiggling about in her chair even more than before. The others insisted his penis was eight inches long, but Susan was convinced it must be ten, at the very least. She guessed maybe they hadn't measured it recently if it was still growing. "When I bobbed on it this morning, I must admit it did seem extra thick, and long, and even extra tasty. But that could just be my imagination." She turned to Suzanne. "What do you think?"

Suzanne turned her head Susan's way and showed a grave expression. "I'm afraid it could be growing. Think about what some people do to their ears, where they put in bigger and bigger earrings until their earlobes hang down many inches. Or think about those women in Burma who wear neck rings that make their necks longer. Or foot binding in China. The fact is, we've been keeping Sweetie's dick full and stiff a lot lately. We've been sucking and stroking it quite a bit. For instance, Susan, recall how you gave him a combo titfuck and blowjob earlier today that lasted for well over half an hour. He said that your prolonged efforts to service his big fat thickness were quite impressive. Is that true?"

Susan was torn between pride and embarrassment. "Well, uh, yes ... I suppose I did okay ... but do we really have to talk about that here? It's terribly improper!" She shyly covered her chest even as she hungrily licked her lips.

Suzanne hid a snicker. "No, of course not. It's just that we're worrying about whether it's getting bigger. Susan, think about how it feels to have his thick, powerful rod in your mouth. Think about how wide you have to stretch your jaw to cram it in. Think about how your lips feel sliding over his sweet spot, and how his pre-cum steadily dribbles out. Then compare that to how it felt when you first started sucking him. What do YOU think? Is it bigger now?"

Susan pondered that. "I don't know. It could be!" She didn't say much, because she was off in fantasy land. She wiggled and writhed in her lounge chair, staring at his exposed erection with undisguised longing. She was salivating so much that she was practically drooling.

Katherine went on, "Personally, I think it IS getting bigger. I can barely fit it in my mouth as it is!"

Susan pleaded, "Can we please talk about something else?" She was managing not to touch her nipples or pussy, but she didn't know how long she could hold out.

Suzanne said, "But this is a serious concern. What if the more we suck it, the bigger and thicker it gets? Susan, do you think it could reach a point where you couldn't fit it in your mouth?"

Susan gaped in dismay, even as her arousal continued to grow. She unthinkingly opened her mouth as wide as possible to test just how much larger than would be.

Katherine continued, "I'm wondering if it'll reach a point where he simply won't be able to fuck a woman with his oversized tool. I imagine it could barely fit into a vagina now, and if it did, it would fill it up and push against the sides and ram against the back so much that it would practically seem like giving birth. Imagine that feeling of fullness! Think about the poor woman who gets fucked by that monster cock! Can you just imagine screaming out in orgasmic ecstasy as he practically splits you in two? It must be ten inches long now or more!"

Of course Alan's dick hadn't actually grown in any way, although his endurance was continually improving. But this is what Suzanne had told Katherine to say to get Susan worked up and to start talking about fucking a little bit. And it worked only too well.

Susan wanted this conversation to end, and fast. She was getting so aroused that it was embarrassing, especially since she knew the others could almost certainly smell her wetness. So she complained, "Angel, what you're saying is impossible. Nobody's penis just up and grows a couple of inches overnight, or even in a few days. Really! You're too much. His marvelous cock, er, member, has simply been ten inches long for some time now, like I've said all along. Maybe it's grown a LITTLE, but the reason you have such trouble sucking on it is because it's so incredibly huge and yummy to begin with." She spaced out as she recalled her first blowjobs with him. One of her hands drifted to her own pussy, but then her other hand pulled it away.

She snapped to, and added, "In any case, we're outdoors. Anyone could hear us. Please don't talk like that about your brother's-"

"Mom, it's so true! I tell you, it's getting bigger. WAY bigger. Don't you agree, Aunt Suzy?"

Susan saw Suzanne nod.

Suzanne then lied authoritatively, "Susan, sometimes this can happen. Think about your private parts. Aren't your tits, ass, and pussy always kind of tingly and ready for action these days? I know mine are. Aren't you always thinking about how good it would feel to have your son penetrate you in all kinds of exciting ways?"

Susan nodded shamefully.

"Well, when a man is similarly and constantly stimulated twenty-four hours a day, his penis tends to just get bigger and bigger, in the same way that your nipples are almost always hard and your pussy lips are almost always engorged, wet, and ready to be fucked hard."

"Wow. Is that really true? I didn't know that." Susan considered, I AM always tingly and ready for action. Sometimes I feel like I'm just a package of tits, ass, and pussy put together, because all three spots are on fire all day long and they do most of the thinking for me. At least when I'm in a horny fog, which seems to be most of the time lately. It sounds bad when I put it that way, but I like it! Lord, help me! I should be ashamed that I'm become one of my son's official personal cocksuckers, but the truth is, nothing makes me happier!

Katherine enthused, "Measure it yourself, Mom. Would you like me to get a ruler, so you could take his giant organ in your hand and hold it against the ruler? Do you want to take it in both hands and rub his fuck stick thoroughly so it gets as long and thick as it can get, and then you can measure it at its maximum size? And while you're at it, test if his cum is getting tastier too!"

"Yes! God yes! ... I mean, no. Maybe ... No. I ... I shouldn't! That would be terribly improper outside the house like this." Susan was writhing about in her lounge chair so much that it was almost comical, providing absolute and direct evidence to the contrary of what she'd just said. She desperately wanted the conversation to change before she was forced to rub her clit openly, but she feared the humiliation that would happen if she were to wantonly cry out in orgiastic bliss in front of the others.

She looked from face to face, wishing she could just be alone with her son, so she could "measure" the girth of his erection with her hands and mouth. "And Angel! Don't call his big cock a 'fuck stick!' Oh, my!" she gasped with realization of her own lewd language. "I just said... ! Please watch your language. In any case, I'm sorry, but it just doesn't get that long. And how could his spermy goodness possibly get even tastier? That's pure silliness. It's as delicious as it could possibly be already!"

Suzanne said gravely, "I'm not sure about it getting longer, or tastier. But one thing we can all agree on is that his stamina is growing. Look at today. From what I understand, each of us sucked and stroked him for at least half an hour per session. Think about that. Then think about how his stamina was even a couple of weeks ago. And yet I can feel that his huge pole is as stiff as an iron bar right now, poking me just below my ass. Now, project that difference into the future. Why, Susan, consider that it probably won't be long before you're sucking on him for an hour or two at a time!"

Susan's eyes bugged out, while her bikini bottoms got a lot wetter.

Suzanne went on, "Picture it: sucking his fat cock for two hours, non-stop! Can you imagine kneeling before him, wearing nothing but your high heels as usual, slathering his hot pole with your tongue and your sliding lips for two solid hours? Perhaps several times a day? Can you imagine the endless bobbing? Or the ache in your jaw, and the ache in your stroking fingers? Or how much cum would splatter all over your face when he finally blew his load on you?"

There was a long pause, until Susan realized they were waiting for a response from her. She stammered, "That would, uh, certainly, um, be, uh..." She wanted to say something like "lovely" or even "paradise," but she had a nagging feeling that she was supposed to be upset by that for some reason. In the end, she didn't finish her thought. She knew that the only thing stopping her from cramming his hot rod in her mouth already was the fact that Katherine and Suzanne were with her.

Katherine spoke up. "Getting back to the growth issue, maybe it's your technique, Mom. Maybe Aunt Suzy and I know how to make it get longer and harder than you do." She had gotten quite worked up with her own talk, so she hefted her bikini-clad tits with both hands.

Susan didn't seem to notice the movement, and replied hotly, "That's absurd! Why, I'll tell you, it gets PLENTY long when it's all slicked up and sliding around in my soft hands. And when I put it in my mouth, you should hear how happily he grunts and moans!" She launched into a spirited defense of her oral skills.

The conversation soon went into detailed discussions of various handjob and blowjob techniques, and that turned into a heated debate as to who was the best cocksucker. (No one directly made that claim, but they all tooted their own skills, knowing full well that Alan was listening.)

This was just as Suzanne had planned. The idea was to keep the conversation sexual at all times, to continually raise the heat and sexual tension until Susan's "boundaries" were left in the dust.

Even though Alan was there, the women ignored him almost completely (not counting their many glances at his bare chest and his throbbing erection). No one solicited his opinion on such questions as to who could blow him the best, as they all knew he would give a diplomatic, complimentary reply and avoid comparisons, trying to keep them all happy.

Soon Susan and Katherine were writhing around, rubbing their privates against hard corners of their lounge chairs at every opportunity. The brazenness of their behavior was limited only by their concerns about what they could get away with. Susan didn't want to be seen as a hypocrite after telling the others to cool it, and Katherine didn't want to get in trouble again with her mother.

Meanwhile, Suzanne had more pleasant rubbing to contend with.

Alan continued to apply lotion to Suzanne's fabulous body. He spent even more time on her front side than he had on her back. Starting from her legs, he saved the best for last: her giant pale jugs. They were completely unencumbered by any fabric, yet still stood out so stiffly that it seemed as if they must be fake.

He spent a lot of time getting to know them better than ever before. He pinched or brushed over her nipples at every semi-plausible opportunity.

Wanting to draw Susan's attention in particular, Suzanne acted incredulous about what he was doing. "Sweetie! You're taking my breasts and hefting them and kneading them so strongly! Then the way you're pulling on my nipples, I really don't know."

He wasn't sure what she meant, and asked, "You don't know what?"

Suzanne could see that Susan and Katherine were both sitting up in their chairs as they panted while watching Alan's squeezing hands very intently.

Suzanne winked at Alan in such a way that the others couldn't see, and asked, "Would you treat your mother's big tits like this? Would you show them this kind of sexy disrespect?"

He caught on enough to reply, "Well, actually, yes. The way I figure it, I basically own Mom's tits and can do whatever I want to them."

Susan gasped so loudly that it was nearly a scream. If she'd been willing to touch her clit, she would have climaxed on the spot.

Suzanne just acted as if she were more shocked. "I suppose it's true you pretty much do own her tits."

Susan held her breath. It's true! It's true! He does! SO HOT! And he owns the rest of me too!

Suzanne continued, "But would you just tug and pull and heft and lick her defenseless hooters until her pussy was gushing with a frantic, fantastic orgasm?"

He was inspired to fondle Suzanne's rack more intently with both hands as he answered, "Yep. Definitely." He bent his head and conspicuously gave each of Suzanne's nipples an enthusiastic lick.

That caused her ass to jerk up. Her back arched and she convulsively grabbed the armrests. (She didn't have to act that, since she was getting seriously worked up by his tit-play.)

Both of the watching women gasped, almost in unison, making Alan smile all the more. He was finally catching on to Suzanne's game, and running with it more than she expected.

Then he came up with the good idea of saying to Susan, "I should be done here before long. If you take your top off, I'll do you next."

Susan quickly took her top off. But Katherine was even faster. The two of them got into a brief argument over who would get the next turn, which was unresolved, since Alan was almost certainly going to be the one to make the decision.

Susan was secretly pleased to get topless - her erect nipples had practically been calling out for it. But, in an effort to maintain some level of decorum, and especially because she was getting too excited to know whether she was coming or going, she covered her rack with her arms, and said, "Okay, Tiger, I think you've gotten Suzanne's big tits, er, breasts, more than thoroughly covered with lotion already! And I don't see how licking her nipples helped at all."

Suzanne panted a reply, "Ah, I don't, uhh, know - my skin is so pale there. Oooh. It pays to be extra careful." Of course, her skin was equally pale everywhere. She added teasingly, "I think someone is just too eagerly waiting for her turn."

"It'll be sunset before the poor boy finishes, at this rate," Susan grumbled as she dodged the comment.

By this time, she wanted Alan so much that she could literally taste his cum in her mouth. Her whole body wiggled and writhed like she was dancing in her seat. She clenched her legs together fiercely and repeatedly to prevent herself from touching herself down below, but all the rubbing of thighs only spurred her arousal. Most importantly, from Suzanne's point of view, Susan was far too hot and bothered to enforce her boundaries much anymore.

Chapter 3

"Poor Alan," Suzanne pouted. "Sweetie, you must be getting all worked up, and there's no relief in sight!" So far, she'd been careful not to directly touch his boner, for fear of pushing Susan too far too fast. But she dared to slide a finger from the tip of his cockhead down to his balls, and then back again.

To no one's surprise, that made Susan gasp and pant even louder than before. She was getting desperate to get rid of Suzanne and Katherine, but she couldn't think of a good excuse.

Alan replied, "I am." There was nothing extraordinary about that, but as he said it, he stared intently at his mother's chest until she sheepishly removed her arms.

As he continued to stare, her sexual need caused her to strike a sexy pose, with her huge globes thrust towards him. Oh, Tiger! Mommy needs your cock so bad! Do you like my big tits? If only we were alone, you not only could look at them, you could FUCK them!

"Susan," Suzanne went on, "Angel was the last one to help him out today, but it looks like he needs some more special help. Can I do the honors ... with my mouth?" She played her fingernails over his exposed erection. She held her nails just far enough away from his skin so that it was almost impossible to tell if contact was actually being made, but it created an exciting tingling for him.