Part 71: Under Pressure

Day 65: Tuesday, November 19

Chapter 1

Alan woke up abruptly and looked around, despite the fact that it was pitch dark. His eyes focused on the red digital readout of his alarm clock, and he was surprised to realize it was nearly five in the morning. He realized that a real need to pee was the reason his body had woken him up. After coming to full consciousness, he got up to take care of it.

He walked to the bathroom across the hall naked, since there was no need for modesty in the house anymore. He peed and washed his hands, and then went back to the hallway on his way to his room.

But once he was in the hallway, he stopped. Hmmm. Right next door is Sis. And down the hallway is Mom. I don't take enough advantage of the fact that I have these two stunning and busty beauties living literally down the same hall as me, and they're all mine! What if I sneak in for a little late night nookie? I'm not that tired, for once. I could pop in, have, say, twenty minutes of fun, and be back asleep before half an hour is through. Why the hell not?

His dick started to engorge as he contemplated his beautiful mother and equally beautiful sister, both of them sleeping naked in their beds. Hmmm ... Why not indeed? But who, and what? If I sneak into Sis's room, I could have a nice, long satisfying fuck. Whereas if it's Mom's room, that means blowjob or titfuck or some combo. And as much as I love that, there's not enough fucking in my life.

He was about to choose Katherine's room, but then it hit him: Wait! It's Tuesday! That decides it, right there. I love making Tuesdays extra special for Mom. Next time, it'll be Sis's room.

He walked to her door and then stopped. He remembered how he'd snuck into Susan's room on Friday night and surprised her. She was initially grumpy and alarmed before she warmed up to him being there, and he didn't want to repeat that. So, even though it ruined the surprise, he knocked on the door.

He knocked several times, rather loudly, but there was no response. He was about to give up and try Katherine's room instead when he heard a sleepy voice ask, "Who is it? What is it?"

"Mom, it's me! Sorry to wake you, but I have a problem."

There was a long pause. Then he heard her ask, "A problem?"

"Yeah."

She responded faster this time, and with obvious happiness in her voice. "Is it a cocky problem?"

He looked down at his fully engorged erection. "Yes. A VERY cocky problem."

There was another long pause before she said, "What are you waiting for then? Come on in!"

He opened the door and stepped into the room. He realized that her latest pause had to be her getting ready for him. She had turned the lights on, taken off the night bra she wore to keep her boobs in shape, and was sitting on the edge of the bed with her legs dangling to the floor. She had both hands behind her head in a classic and extremely sexy "cheesecake" pose.

He closed the door behind him and walked closer. He vocalized his sincere thoughts. "Oh, man! You look so incredibly sexy and gorgeous, Mom! Knowing that you're down the hall, I don't know how I'll EVER be able to sleep in my bed!"

She purred with a sultry voice, "Maybe you shouldn't. Maybe you should spend every night in bed with your big-titted mommy. Let Mommy take good care of you and your cock, all night long!"

As he walked closer, she dropped her pose and actually dropped to her knees. Obviously, she was looking forward to a long cocksucking session.

Holding his dick and stroking it slightly, he asked, "What about Sis?"

"What about her? Don't tell me your cock is so hot and stiff that we're going to need her to help take care of it too?"

"Um, no..." He was torn, because it sounded like a fun idea. But he decided stick to his plan.

Susan was frustrated because she was kneeling on the floor but he wasn't walking any closer. "Oh, I see what you mean. Well, you could alternate nights between me and her. Or, better yet, sleep in the middle of a stacked mommy-sister sandwich!"

He groaned lustily. "Dang! That sounds good!" He scanned his memory, trying to figure out why he wasn't doing that already. Then he remembered that Susan hadn't let him, due to her fear that that would soon lead to fucking. Obviously, that was fading as a concern, especially after Xania's appointment.

But he had a concern of his own, which he explained. "That sounds so great, but the only problem is, I would never get any sleep! Seriously. It's bad enough as it is. I shouldn't even be here now."

She stared hungrily at his long, thick boner. "I beg to differ! Remember what I've told you: if you ever have a 'cocky' problem, come to me, any time, day or night. Now, bring that fat mommy-pleaser closer so Mommy can get started on pleasing it."

He was still standing out of range because that wasn't his plan. He said, "Mom, you know I always love it when you do that, but that's not why I'm here. I came here to apologize."

"What?" She looked at him in confusion.

"Yeah. What I mean is, you do soooo much for me. So very, very much! Even before all this sexual stuff started happening, you've been, like, the perfect mom. Your cooking, your cleaning, your care and concern for me, all the time we spend together, all the love ... I couldn't ask for more! I don't feel like I'm giving back enough. And lately, you've been sucking my cock so much that it's nuts. I want you to lie back on your bed, close your eyes, and let ME go down on YOU for once."

Still on her knees, she managed to tear her gaze from his crotch and look him in the eyes. "Son, I appreciate that sentiment. I really do. But the parent-child relationship, that's not a balanced thing. Think about all the times I changed your diapers, took you to the doctor's when you were sick, drove you to soccer practice, and so much more. I've spent the better part of two decades doing that for you and Angel. There's no way you could ever make that somehow balanced. Instead, what you need to do is do all that to YOUR kids. That's how it is. Being a parent is a thankless job, but it's all part of the circle of life."

He responded, "Maybe so, but that doesn't mean things can't be at least a little more balanced. I mean, the way everyone is so keen on helping me with my dick all the time, it just doesn't feel right."

She scooted closer, and reached out towards his hard-on. "Son, you know I love it! It feels right for me, especially when I have your thickness between my lips. You woke me up and got my hopes up. My heart is pounding so hard, hoping that I'll soon have my mouth stuffed with son-cock. And now that you're the man of the house-"

He cut her off, guessing well enough what she'd say. "Mom, since I'm the so-called man of the house, I'm gonna have to put my foot down this time. I want you to get back on the bed so I can please your pussy with my mouth. Consider this a punishment, if that helps."

She considered that, even as she licked her lips while staring at his boner. "A punishment? What did I do wrong?"

"Nothing at all. I just feel like punishing you. If I'm the man of the house and I own your body, like you say I do, then that's my right, isn't it?"

There was a new fire in her eyes. Oh my goodness! He's so FORCEFUL! Pleasuring my pussy with his mouth?! Why not? It sounds so very naughty, but Akami's already done it to me, and I definitely enjoyed it. It'll be a thousand times better with my Tiger!

She eagerly scrambled back onto her bed. "If you put it that way, then have at it! Lash my pussy! Lash it with your tongue!"

He chuckled quietly to himself at the weird kind of logic it took to get Susan willing to agree to cunnilingus. He knew he had to act fast before she changed her mind, so he quickly followed her onto the bed and crawled between her legs.

As they both repositioned, Susan said, "This is so exciting! Knowing that my horse-cocked son is down the hall and liable to take advantage of me at any given moment! I'm not safe in my bed. One of these days, I'm going to wake up in the middle of the night only to find your thickness already inside my mouth!"

He looked up her body briefly, while bringing his head to her crotch. "Would you like that?"

"Oh, Son! So much! Oh God! Don't even start to talk to me about this fairness crap, okay? I have done all those things for you all those years, and I've loved every moment, because I love you. But if you feel like you need to repay me somehow, then do it with your cock! Stick it in me!"

Alan thought, Oh man! Did she really just say that? I have to assume she means stick it in her mouth, because otherwise I'm going to go insane! I wanna fuck her so much that I can't stand it! But then if I do, she'll cry with religious regret later. What a killer!

He brought his hands and his mouth to her pussy mound. He had his fingers in place on either side of her slit, but before he could even have his tongue make any contact, he felt her thighs pressing tightly on either side of his head, squeezing him like a vice.

He asked, "Mom, could you ease up a bit? I haven't even started yet."

"Oh, sorry." She relaxed her legs and spread them wide. "It's just that I'm so excited! This is too hot! You sneaking into my room and taking charge of your naked, helpless mommy! It's too much!"

He chuckled, and thought, This is gonna be so easy. She's flowing like a river, and I haven't even touched anything important yet. He lowered his head and let the tip of his tongue lightly brush over her wet slit.

"Ooooh!" she squealed. "Oh my GOODNESS!"

He chuckled some more. Her enthusiastic reaction redoubled his resolve to give her more pleasure. However, he remembered that it was better to start slow and work up to something big, so instead of going back to her slit or her clit, he started licking and stroking her sensitive skin all around them.

After a couple of minutes of doing that, it was clear that he was getting to her by the way she was wiggling and even writhing around. Time and time again, her thighs squeezed his head because she couldn't control herself, but he did his best to not let that distract him from his licking efforts.

She thought, He's such a kind boy, but he's devilish too! When is he going to stop teasing me, and just put that damn tongue where it belongs?! I'm soooo horny! I'm putty in his hands, and it feels divine!

He was having a great time and was in no hurry, so he kept on licking and touching everywhere but her clit and slit. However, more and more, he tantalized her by breathing directly on them, or lightly brushing his finger or tongue past them. He was trying to find a zone between touching and not touching that would drive her wild.

He clearly was succeeding, judging from her reaction. More than once, she humped up into her fingers or mouth. That forced him to be extra mindful to pull back quickly when needed.

Finally, she cried out, "Stop, please! You're killing me!"

He lifted his head to look up at her face through her huge breasts. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing's wrong; everything is too right! It feels too good! Just let me ... get my breath!" Her chest was heaving as she gasped for air.

He sat up higher to get a better look at her sexy, nude form. He smiled and chuckled to himself.

She recovered enough to notice his amusement. "What's so funny?"

"It's just that I'm recalling a few minutes ago when you were protesting that you didn't want this."

She chuckled too. "Okay, you got me. I've been outsmarted by my cocky son once again. Speaking of which, I'm very distraught! It's strange for me for you to go wild over my pussy like this. I've made it a no-touching zone through so many great sexual adventures that it still seems wrong somehow for you to be touching it, much less licking it!"

"Don't worry about it," he said reassuringly, while running a hand up her fit tummy. "Soon, this will be the new normal."

She thought, He's right! He's right! Of course, pleasuring his cock comes first! But there will be down times when he's flaccid or just taking a strategic break. Then he can lick my pussy and do other naughty things to my helpless, horny body! Oh, we'll have so much FUN! I love it!

She took several more deep breaths before continuing, "That's not what's making me distraught. It's that I keep thinking that you must be very aroused licking your naughty mommy's very naughtiest spot, and that means your cock is going to be stiff and throbbing with need! And what am I doing to it? Nothing! That's just wrong!"

Despite the fact that she was still recovering and needing air, she managed to sit up enough to check out the state of her son's penis. Just as she'd figured, it was erect. "UGH!" She collapsed back to the bed. "It pains me to see! Can I at least stroke it for a few minutes, while I take a breather here?"

"No," he firmly responded. "I know how that slippery slope goes. The focus is entirely on YOU. This is a Tuesday, you know. This is your day."

"I'm very well aware of the fact that it's Tuesday; you don't need to remind me. But since it's my day, that means we can do what I want, right?"

He cut in, "Oh, no you don't! I can see where you're going with that. Like I said, this is your 'punishment.' Aren't you enjoying it?"

"I am. So much! But you know what would make it even better? What if we make a sixty-nine? Then I could have the best of both worlds!" Her excitement over the idea was suddenly reenergizing her, and she sat up again. "What do you say?"

He felt tempted, very tempted. But he said, "The problem with that is that you're too good. You'll be sucking my cock before long, and I'll totally lose myself in the arousal. You'll make me forget my name, much less that I'm supposed to be licking you too."

"Oh, come on!" She already started repositioning herself on the bed. "It'll be great! I promise I'll suck at sucking. Please?! Pretty please?! As a special Tuesday favor? After all, you did say you want to treat me for all the nice things I've done for you, and nothing would make me happier right now..."

He was even more tempted. But while he was considering what to do, she literally climbed on top of him, leaving him no choice but to lie back underneath her. Realizing there was no stopping his cock-hungry mother, he said, "Okay, but promise me at least that you'll only lick me and not suck me. I honestly don't want to get too distracted."

"I can't make any promises when your mouth-wateringly delicious, sperm-filled cock right is waving around right in front of my face. But I'll try."

He couldn't see her face, since his own face was already up against her pussy mound, but he was sure that she was smirking with delight.

Knowing that he didn't have long before he really was too distracted to do much, he decided the time of teasing was over. He swiped his tongue all the way up her slit, and lightly pinched her clit for good measure.

Susan had already started licking around his cockhead while stroking his lower shaft too. But she protested, "No fair! How am I supposed to concentrate on MY important work here, if you make me feel that good?"

"Tough luck, babe!" He snickered. "The battle has begun! Let's see who can distract who first!"

She was just as exuberant and energized as he was. "Ha! You're on! This cock is MINE!" With that, she engulfed all of his cockhead and then some, and began feverishly bobbing on it.

He thought with amusement and chagrin, So much for her resolve to stick with licking. Color me surprised. He was suddenly hit with a series of pleasure waves washing through his body. It was so wonderful and overwhelming that he temporarily couldn't even coherently think.

Susan thought, This is Heaven on Earth, right here! Seventh Heaven, even! There's nothing I love more than sucking this yummy cock, but doing it when he's licking my pussy is even BETTER! What's more, this is just the first time. I can't even imagine how it'll feel once he gets really good at it! Dear Lord, thank You for making our bodies capable of experiencing so much pleasure!

Once Alan more or less recovered, he thought, Uh-oh! This is exactly what I feared. I do have to get cracking here, before she literally sucks me to sweet oblivion! He'd been licking her labia, but in an absent-minded manner, thanks to what she was doing to him. That changed. He still was inexperienced when it came to licking pussies, and it showed, but he knew the "alphabet trick" where one drew the shapes of letters with one's tongue, and he used that to good effect.

Both of them went at it with all they had. However, Alan had the great advantage that he'd already worked Susan up to the brink of a climax before their sixty-nine "battle" had began. As a result, it wasn't long before his mother was screaming loudly in orgasmic ecstasy.

However, that didn't slow her down much. True, she had to pull her mouth off his boner while she screamed and writhed, if only to make sure that she didn't injure him. But mere seconds after regaining control of her body, she swallowed his cockhead and kept right on bobbing, stroking, and sucking. She was still struggling for oxygen, but she somehow managed, thanks to her growing expertise at breathing through her nose while cocksucking.

Even so, Alan knew that she wasn't able to use her full bag of tricks while recovering from her orgasm, so again he tried to make the most of his time before she distracted him too much. Although the alphabet trick was going well, he felt like he needed more, since his tongue seemed like too delicate an instrument. He switched to licking on and around her clit while plunging two fingers in and out of her slit.

That worked so well that Susan remained so distracted that she couldn't get on top of her cocksucking game. In fact, more than once she had to pull off his boner just to gasp for air.

Then, a couple of minutes later, she was hit with another orgasm. This one was even bigger than the previous one, and once she started cumming, it seemed like she simply couldn't stop.

Since Susan's pussy was above Alan's face, he felt like a flood of cum was pouring down and all over him. Despite his face getting wetter and wetter, he gamely kept on licking all through his mother's multiple orgasm. He firmly gripped her legs with both hands so he was able to keep licking both her clit and slit despite the way she was thrashing around.

Susan was so overwhelmed that she had no chance to continue licking or sucking until her body calmed down. But once her orgasms ended, she was hit with a great exhaustion. She closed her eyes, and muttered, "So good! Mmmm! Thanks. But Mommy ... Mommy needs to rest. I'm just gonna ... rest here for a minute, and then ... and then ... finish up..."

He managed to extricate himself from underneath her. Then he put a pillow under her head.

"Mmmm," she purred. "Thanks..." She smiled with her eyes still closed, and snuggled into the pillow.

He stood up and took a good look at her nude body sprawled out on the bed. He said, "I'm going to go to the bathroom. You just rest."

She was so out of it so fast that her only response was a slight moan.

Alan didn't really have to go to the bathroom. He figured that was a good excuse to leave without her worrying about it. He didn't mind not cumming. After all, his goal had been to make Susan feel good, and he'd accomplished that. Besides, he knew he'd need to save up his orgasms for later in the day.

Walking back to his room, he glanced at Katherine's door. He was somewhat surprised that she hadn't woken up due to Susan's loud screams, but he figured the fact that it was five in the morning explained that.

Back in his bed with the light off again, he tried to go back to sleep. However, he thought, Excellent! That worked out great. The only problem is that I'm still so wired that it's hard to sleep. But still, I need more of these "midnight sneaks!" There's been far too much focus on my dick. It's kinda gotten out of hand. I don't care what Mom says; there does need to be some kind of balance. Giving is just as much fun as receiving. Well, not counting the way she crushes my skull with her powerful thighs! We've gotta work on that. And sixty-nines could be a very good thing. I need to remember to do more off that.

Yep, everything is working out fine. Next time, Sis is gonna get a middle of the night surprise! He chuckled to himself.

Even though his excitement lingered for a while, his body needed the sleep, and he found himself zonked out in a matter of minutes. He didn't check the clock, but his goal to be back asleep in half an hour had worked out nearly to the minute.

Susan was similarly excited. Oh boy! Sixty-nines are AWESOME! Having my son lick my pussy is too great to be believed. I can't wait to tell Suzanne! Or Brenda! If this wasn't the middle of the night, I'd call them right now. If I ever had any lingering doubts that I've chosen the right and moral path by getting intimate with my own son, they're gone after that. Being a big-titted, cock-loving, sex-toy mommy for my studly son is the absolute BEST!

Chapter 2

A couple of hours later, Alan woke up at his usual time. Despite his late night adventure, he felt quite refreshed. He lingered in bed, recalling not only his cunnilingus and sixty-nine with his mother, but also the mini-orgy with the cheerleaders the afternoon before, and then the mini-orgy at home that evening. Aaaah! Life is good. And today's a Tuesday. Scratch that: life is great!

Then the bad news hit him like a ton of bricks: he remembered that he had another big test in mere hours and he hadn't studied at all. Too much fucking, not enough studying, he berated himself. I'm bound to get another F, to go along with the one I probably got yesterday. Dang! But with the women in my life at least, it's not really a fair competition. Hmmm: studying vs. fucking Mom's tits. Ha! Talk about a no-brainer.

He sighed and rolled out of bed. He'd set his alarm clock to wake him up half an hour early to have some extra sexual fun before school, so he at least consoled himself with that prospect.

He strolled down to the kitchen for breakfast and was met by a sight that nearly knocked him over. FUCK ME! You're kidding me, right?! WOW!

Susan was up early as well and already working in the kitchen, dressed like a French maid. She had the stereotypical black cloth with white frills maid's outfit. She even had the visor-shaped white hair band and a big ribbon-styled white bow on the back. There was another bow and more frills around her neck.

Alan thought, Where she did get that sexy outfit?! Mom did wear a real French maid outfit once, near the start of all this craziness, but this is way too revealing to be a real one. But wait. Amy wore one for me a while back, and she said she got it from a secret raid on Mom's closet. It must be the same one!

(He was right. Suzanne had bought it on one of her erotic-clothing shopping sprees, and then more or less permanently loaned it to Susan. It had stayed in Susan's closet, aside from the one time that Amy borrowed it, until that day, because it was only one of many sexy outfits that Susan could choose to wear.)

Like the nighties and erotic aprons Susan preferred lately, the outfit was strategically designed to be just a little too short. Or actually, much too short. If she was standing still, Alan would be able to see about an inch or two of her pussy from the front. In the back, at least half her ass was exposed no matter what she did. If she bent or moved at all, even a 98-year-old man who'd been impotent for years would get the hard-on of his life.

Up top, the outfit barely covered her back at all. He could see this with unusual clarity, because she had swept her hair forward to fall down her chest, leaving her back completely exposed.

He thought, Holy FUCK! Mom looks so fuckin' fuckable! I LOVE that outfit! Dang, it really highlights just how thin her waist is. And what an ass! Maybe I should make today an appreciation of Mom's ass day and just totally focus on her ass. But then I'll be neglecting her tits. I can't see them now, but I know how huge and oh-so-squeezable they are!

Dang! Even her back is fucking awesome. I love how she let her hair fall to the front, because that shows she's been standing like that just to give me a perfect view of her entire backside. Sweet!

God! I thought I had a boner before, from just anticipating what I'd find. But then I see this, and I swear, my dick has turned to steel. No, titanium!

Susan was very proud of herself and her outfit. She had been whistling the tune to the Monty Python "Every Sperm Is Sacred" song, but she stopped when she briefly turned her head around to see her son. "Good morning, Tiger. Do you like my new outfit?"

He was floored again. He hadn't been able to get much of a view of her front, but he saw enough to notice that just about as much of her boobs were exposed as was possible without the nipples popping out - if she were standing perfectly still, that is. From armpit to armpit there was virtually no covering at all, except for two patches of fabric rising from below her boobs that reached up just enough to cover her nipples.

She deliberately turned her head back to the sink. She was pretending to wash the dishes, but in fact it was just that she wanted to make sure he got the full effect of how her outfit looked from the rear. Oh boy! Soon, my big strong son is going to be poking his big strong cock inside me, one way or another!

"Hot damn! Mom, that's even better than your aprons. Why am I so lucky to have you dress like this? Is there some special occasion today?"

Susan smiled as she spread her legs wider while keeping them ramrod straight. She could feel a few rivulets of cum leaking down her inner thighs, and she hoped he could see that too. "Well, Xania taught me many things. I learned that when a mommy has a son with a ten-inch cock bursting with sperm, every day needs to be a special day."

"Eight inches, actually," he corrected. "Almost eight." He looked down at his crotch and at the erection that was lewdly tenting his pants. It looked a bit like a writhing snake was hidden inside, because his dick was twitching wildly.

Susan finally gave in to temptation and turned all the way around. She looked at his bulge in delighted disbelief. "Well, we need to re-measure it because I'm SURE it's ten. At the very least! Maybe it's had a growth spurt."

She walked over and briefly ran her fingers up and down his bulge, as if she were trying to judge its length. She had a big smile as she purred, "Mmmm..."

"Hmmm. It does spurt quite a lot," he quipped.

She laughed and whispered huskily, "Maybe this new growth needs to spurt all over my face!" She slid her hand under his waistband and let out a happy sigh as she stroked it directly. "I think I need to straighten you out on a few things."

He chuckled. "Look at it; it's plenty straight already." He thought, Fuuuuuck! The feel of her cool fingers around my warm shaft is too much! Aaaaah ... I also love the way she's bending over, showing off her mammoth tits and practically smushing them in my chest!

Indeed, her top was so scanty that her mammoth globes had spilled completely out of them already.

She licked her lips and rubbed her thumb against the sweet spot below his cockhead. "True. It's straight and true. But in any case, mommies have to service and serve all that cock, straight down our throats if need be! That's what good mommies do. But it's especially important for me to do, because I'm a porn mom, with a porn slut body!"

Her fingers kept sliding up and down his shaft, but she was already starting to vary her technique. In particular, she loved an unpredictable mix of corkscrew and counter-corkscrew motions. "By the way, one reason I wore this today is because I want to give you an extra big thanks for your special visit last night. I have the best son in the whole wide world!"

He smiled widely, feeling good that he'd made her happy. "I have the best mom in the whole wide world. And you have to admit that me going down on you is just as much fun as you going down on me."

She suddenly pulled his shorts down enough for his dick and balls to be completely exposed. She said passionately, "I'll admit no such thing! Mmmm! Just look at that! Look at all those inches of hot son-cock, needing my tongue and lips to cool them off!"