Chapter 1080 Susan X Suzanne X Brenda
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A mischievous glint appeared in Susan’s eye as she took a differenttack before Suzanne could answer her question. «You didn’t answer thequestion of what you would have done had it been you and Amy thismorning. I still want to hear that.»
She poked Suzanne on one of her nipples repeatedly, toemphasize that Suzanne had to answer the question. Susan felt so friskythat she had a hard time getting serious.
Suzanne brushed off Susan’s playful hand, put a hand on herchin, and seriously considered the question. «Well. Let’s see. Icertainly wouldn’t do what you did and give him the complete run of theplace like some kind of sultan. First of all, I wouldn’t have let himsleep in so long so we wouldn’t have to go to extremes to get him toschool on time. I’d wake him up at least fifteen minutes earlier. Then-«
«Wait,» Susan interrupted. «What would you and Amy be wearing?»
Suzanne grinned as she considered her options. She always loved to pick out what to wear.
Susan prodded, «High heels?»
«Of course,» Suzanne replied archly. To suggest otherwise wassilly. About the only time Susan or Suzanne would not wear high heelswhen Alan was around was in bed or in the shower, and sometimes they’dkeep them on, even then. Suzanne clarified, «Three-inch heels. Blackpumps, you know the ones.»
«Good choice. And?»
Mostly forgetting about her concerns for the moment, Suzannereplied, «Well, truth be told, I’m jealous of the whole motherly yetsexy apron look you’ve got going. I got to wear the kind of erotic apronyou like to wear just once, when I was given the chance to play therole of the morning mommy. That was great, but it only happened the onetime. I’d love for a repeat performance, which, by the way, you couldlet me do any one of these mornings, hint, hint.»
Susan smiled. «That could be arranged.»
«As for Amy, I’m sure she’d be running around naked, assumingBrad and Eric weren’t there. But none of this breakfast in bed stuff!Sweetie would have to get dressed and come downstairs for breakfast justlike any normal human being.»
Susan prodded some more, «Okay, so let’s say he does. Knowingour son, he’s gonna be feeling frisky. I think it’s a good bet thatyou’d be in the kitchen cooking breakfast, and he’d wander in, slap thatmonster log of his out of his shorts, and start rubbing it all overyour bare ass. What would you do then?»
«Well, I’d- Hey! What are you doing?»
Susan had reached forward and started to rub Suzanne’scrotch. She would have preferred to use a dildo to simulate the ‘monsterlog’, but none were handy, so she pulled Suzanne’s leotards to the sideand began fingering her best friend’s clit. She grinned some more andexplained, «I’m simulating a more sexual situation, so you can answermore honestly.»
«Oh. Fair enough. Well, if he were to do that, I mean, comeon… I’m only human. I’d probably start moaning and lean way down andforward so he could have better access to my butt cheeks and everythingin between.»
Brenda thought, Now, this is more like it! She beganfrigging herself. She wasn’t worried about what they would think aboutthat, knowing the other two had temporarily forgotten her.
Susan smiled as she shoved two fingers into Suzanne’s pussy,»So, in other words, you would be offering your body to him. By bendingforward in such a wanton way, you’d be saying, ‘I give my body to anaturally superior male to use and abuse as he sees fit. Most of all,I’m offering him, nay, begging him, to fill my ass or cunt withthrobbing man-meat! I’m pleading with him to show me once again that heis my master and that my cunt belongs to him, needs him, longs for him,aches to be filled by him! Filled with hard and fast strokes, pounding,pounding, pounding! Deep! Fuck me deep, Alan!»
Susan’s fingers began to pump faster and faster as she got carried away with her own description.
Suzanne’s eyes were closed and her whole body started towrithe in her seat as the hypothetical situation became increasinglyreal in her mind. «Yes! Yes, Sweetie! Do it! DO IT!»
But, belatedly realizing her complete loss of control, shestruggled to amend her answer. Breathing hard, she said in her raspyvoice, «But… but, I wouldn’t… I wouldn’t put it like you did.»
She calmed her breathing and her body some more as shestruggled to live up to her opinion that she could resist Alan’sadvances better than Susan could. «I certainly wouldn’t be talking aboutthat ‘master’ and ‘naturally superior male’ crap that you love so much.And even if I DID let him do that to me, I am NOT going to let thatstop me from cooking a good breakfast. Time is wasting and I’m going tofeed my kids a healthy, hearty meal. Sure, we can have a little sexualfun, but the RESPONSIBLE part comes first!»
Brenda had become increasingly drawn in by the sexy sightsand words. Still fondling herself, she came up close and put a hand onSuzanne’s back in a supportive manner and asked, «And what about Amy,Mistress Suzanne? What would she be doing at this point?» She wascurious because she imagined herself as Amy in this scenario, sinceSuzanne was naturally taking the Suzanne role.
Suzanne pondered that question and squirmed back in her seatas if trying to get away from Susan’s probing fingers, but she didn’tactually swat them away as she could have easily done at any time. Shestammered, highly distracted by the fantasy scenario, «Um, I, no, I meanAmy… Well, knowing her, she’s a people person. She likes to get inthe thick of things. I think she’d come over… You know, being playful,maybe a little bit… Probably flaunt her hot bod for her brother…»
Susan looked at Brenda, who stood on the other side of Suzanne, and subtly nodded her head down.
This was a signal for Brenda to move her hand down Suzanne’sback to her ass, and Brenda immediately did so. She reached intoSuzanne’s tight lycra pants and began to knead and explore her ass.
«So,» Susan said as she leaned forward and practically puther mouth on Suzanne’s, «Amy would be running around naked, posing andpreening, helping to get Tiger’s cock hard so he could ram it in yourcunt? Is that what you’re saying? Can you just picture her, maybebending over to let her big tits dangle, or spreading her legs wide andthen reaching down to touch her toes, showing off her incrediblecheerleader flexibility? Can you picture it?»
Suzanne panted with arousal, «Yes! Yes, I can! My Honey Pie! She’s so cute, but such a tempting fuckpot!»
«She IS!» Susan agreed wholeheartedly. «But she wouldn’t stopthere. She’d come over and maybe grab Tiger’s stiff cock with one hand,perhaps cop a feel of your tits with the other, and guide his beefypole right into your steaming cunt!»
Susan pulled her probing finger out of Suzanne’s wet pussylips, then bunched three fingers together and rammed them back in, hard.»You would crumple to the ground as you groan in pure ecstasy!»
«Oh! God!» Suzanne yelled as if on cue. «Yes!» Her bodyshuddered and shook so profoundly that she had a hard time staying inher chair.
Inspired, Brenda took a hand that had been poking inSuzanne’s ass crack and used it to reach around and fondle one ofSuzanne’s generously endowed breasts.
Susan continued as she plunged her three fingers in and outof Suzanne’s hole in her best imitation of a stiff dick, «Then Amy,satisfied that her official boyfriend was teaching her mother a lessonin who’s the master of the house and who’s just a red-haired,ivory-skinned, big-titted cum dump, would fall on top of you and shoveher tongue down your throat!»
Surprisingly, Suzanne made no objection to that. She was carried away by the heat of the moment.
Susan quickly continued, «You would be violated all over.Penetrated. Exposed! Reamed! Rammed! She’d slide down to where you andTiger are joined and would start to lick both of you, flicking hertongue on her own mother’s clit while her brother shoves thatpussy-splitter in and out of your hot box! Then she’d sits on your face,grinding her sopping pussy into your eager red lips! The air is sothick with incestuous pussy and sweet cock cum that you couldn’tbreathe! Then Tiger-«
Suzanne put her hands over her ears. «Okay! Stop! Stop! STOP!» She panted as if she was on the verge of hyperventilating.
Susan and Brenda’s busy hands slowed down their fondling andprobing, though they didn’t stop their motions altogether. Both of themwere winded and highly aroused, too.Explore new 𝒏ovels on n𝒐velbi𝒏(.)com
Susan gave a triumphant smile. «What happened to the ‘healthy, hearty meal’ in the middle of all that?»
Suzanne sighed. «Okay, okay! I get your point! The breakfastcooking would be forgotten. The time would be forgotten. All hope wouldbe lost unless my Sweetie had some control. Once I got all worked uplike that, I’d probably be content to lie on the bed all morning with mylegs spread and yell, ‘Fuck school! Fuck me instead!’ as long as hekept filling my cunt with load after load of that far too tasty seed.Dammit! Once again, my insatiable cunt makes me lose all sense ofreason.»
She slapped Susan’s hand away from her pussy lips infrustration. «Even in a hypothetical practice run, I really do lose allcontrol. Damn!» She added in a sexy pout, «Not only that, but you’remean, Susan! I’m surprised at you, tricking me like that.»
Susan smiled, very pleased with herself. She ostentatiouslybrought her fingers, dripping wet with Suzanne’s fluids, to her mouth,and licked them clean one by one. «Hey. I’m just making a point.»
Brenda pulled back from her fondling of Suzanne and sat nextto her. After she’d heard all that, Brenda was quite sweaty and soakedbetween her thighs. Even though she wore an exercise outfit that kepther tits raised up, out, and exposed (obeying the Plummer house rulethat she always had to keep her tits exposed and ready for groping), shenonetheless felt chafed in so much clothing. She fanned herself with anopen hand.
Suzanne sighed yet again. «There’s my problem! You’re right,Susan. I probably wouldn’t have acted that differently than you did, andneither would Amy. True, I still think we would have been less fawning,and my language certainly would be less over the top. I don’t exactlyappreciate being called a ‘big-titted cum dump,’ thank you very much.»
«Sorry,» Susan mumbled.
«But I’m part of the problem. I’ll freely admit that. I’mjust as addicted to his sweet cum as everyone else. In fact, if I’mtotally honest with myself, I think Amy and I would probably have tobattle it out to see who got to suck him off under the table while heate breakfast, that is if I kept my shit together long enough toactually make something to eat. We’d probably end up giving him a dualtongue bath and go hungry ourselves if need be. Are we a hopeless bunch,or what?»
Brenda visualized that scene, except that she imaginedherself there as well, licking Alan’s cock along with Amy and Suzanne.Never mind that three big and busty women would have had a heck of timetrying to fit between Alan’s legs under a table at the same time: theidea of sexually serving him from under the table while he did somethingcasual like eat breakfast was exactly the kind of submissive act thataroused her the most.
Add to that the image of being forced to share in suchservitude with two other incredibly beautiful women, and it was too muchfor her to take. She reached down and touched her clit, then opened hermouth in a silent scream as a wonderful climax tore through her.
Suzanne looked at Susan and continued, oblivious to Brenda’secstasy. «But in my defense, I’m not used to those morning situationsand I’d probably go a little crazy for the first few times… Or maybefirst dozen times. Okay, couple dozen times, probably.» She laughed asshe fully realized the truth of just how addicted to Alan and his penisshe actually was.
