Smart Suzanne!

Sorry for the Delay everyone. My Father had medical emergency [He had an operation a couple of months back but now that previous Operation had some discrepancies and was found that a bone had broken near the lungs. ] and another operation had took place to remove it. And I had to stay with him till the Operation since I am the only family he'd got. Please kindly pray for him. Thanks.

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Suzanne crashed right where she was, still sitting in Alan's lap. That meant her body was flopped all over him and his dick remained lodged in her pussy.

He was too tired to do more. His penis slowly went flaccid.

Suzanne had long lost the ability to think coherently, but pure luck prevented her from crying out any telltale words that might have given away her illicit fucking with Alan (though by the end Susan was so overcome by lust that it didn't matter).

Also luckily, Susan was too occupied to ever cast another glance in their direction, after the one time Katherine managed to quickly distract her. Even after it was all over, Susan's eyes remained closed with her face plastered into the silken sheets of the coffee table.

Amy was the first one to somewhat recover. She got on her knees and crawled back to Susan and began experimentally poking her ass cheeks with an index finger. She commented, "Wow. Beau, your mom is amazing. Look. Every time I touch her, it sets off an orgasmic moan. It's like her entire body is wired to do nothing but climax. see? It even does it when I touch the back of the knee... Or the front... Wow. Too cool for school! It's like a cool toy. Such cool sound effects, too."

He didn't respond, but he finally pulled his penis out of Suzanne's slit. Then he lifted her off his lap and sat her on the sofa to his side, wanting to get her off him before he grew aroused again.

Suzanne had a most unusual dreamy look in her eye. It looked like she was seriously out of it. That was exactly the serious fucking that her body had desperated needed.

But after a couple minutes Suzanne's eyes managed to focus on Amy's poking and Susan's resulting little yelps of joy. She smiled widely.

She turned to Alan, and quietly muttered to him, "Remember upstairs, when you said 'I'm at the end of my rope' out of frustration? NOW you're at the end of your ropes!" She chuckled.

He chuckled too. He wrapped an arm around her and thought, Man, my life is so great! It's not just all the fanastic sex... although there IS that! Heh! Even greater is that way we're coming together closer than ever, and they're there all bonding to me! I've got my own little harem going on. I know I'm not supposed to like that word, but maybe I should reconsider. What else can I call it?

Susan slowly started to come around. She finally stood up, bent over, and pulled the vibrator out of her ass. Despite her exhaustion, she was aware that Alan was watching her, so she managed to remove it in the most sexy manner possible. She even stood on her tip toes to duplicate the effect on her legs that high heels normally had.

She spoke in a sultry purr, "My goodness! Would you look at me? I feel so thoroughly... tamed! Thank you, all of you, for putting me in my place!"

Everyone heard the faint but lewdly suggestive pop as the vibrator was pulled free before Susan turned it off and weakly tossed it aside.

Amy returned to the floor since she no longer had an orgasmic body to poke.

Susan stretched and yawned, because she was wiped out. But she also tried to make a sexy show out of it. She could see Alan's penis had gone flaccid, no doubt due to Suzanne's help (though she didn't suspect vaginal fucking).

Then she looked over at Suzanne and Alan and exclaimed, "Shoot. My cunt is sooooooo sore!" She reached down and started rubbing her sore spot.

Suzanne replied, "Sorry. It's probably my fault. I think I may have overdone it with the vibrators and all our fun during the day."

But a light clicked on in Suzanne's sex-addled head, and she thought. Wait. That was the plan! Keep Susan's pussy too sore for him to fuck her. It worked! Excellent! Wow, Suzanne. You're smart. She giggled in delight.

Susan muttered, "Don't worry about it. I'm sure I came more times today than ever! I just came and came and came. And I wasn't even with Tiger that much. Wow."

Suzanne's plan to keep Alan and Susan from fucking was succeeding, at least for now, but she was thinking and acting more like the dumbest stereotypical dumb blonde than her usual razor-sharp self. Her brain still hadn't fully recovered from her overwhelming fuck-lust. She continued to giggle for far too long.

Alan turned to her and asked, "What's so funny, Aunt Suzy?"

Suzanne pondered for a while, aware that Amy, Susan, and Alan were all waiting for her to say something. She eventually came up with, "I was just thinking. God, it's a good thing we didn't get in an orgy." She laughed heartily at that.

He laughed too. "Yeah. Good thing. It was reaaaal close, but we managed to stave it off."

Susan looked at him confused. "We did? That's good." Then she shuddered. "If that wasn't an orgy, I'd hate to think how arousing an orgy can get."

She walked up to Alan and said, "It's probably still early, but I'm going to have to give you your goodnight kiss now and go to bed. If I can make it that far, that is. I'm so totally destroyed! I don't think my cunt will recover for a week!"

He quipped, "That's okay, I have to go do my homework now anyways."

It was a joke and everyone laughed at it, because it was blatantly clear that he would be in no shape to do any homework any time soon. Pretty much all of them qualified as "destroyed."

Susan bent down and gave him a quick kiss on the lips. She remained bent over with her enormous boobs hanging down. r"I never did get to suck your cock much today. Not even once since morning. That makes me so sad. Oh well. I guess maybe that's part of my spanking punishment. What was the reason for that in the first place? I forget. Suzanne, what did I learn with my spanking?"

Suzanne thought for a while. Or at least she tried to think - it seemed as if her brain had stopped working.

Amy helpfully stood up and whispered in Suzanne's ear.

Then Suzanne answered, repeating what Amy told her, "You learned not to torture Suzanne with sexy stories. And not to be distracting when your son is trying to study."

"Oh. Right." Susan looked at Alan's crotch, and said, "Oh dear! Tiger, you came, and you're all sticky and messy." She started to get down on her knees for her usual "cleaning" ritual.

But he stopped her. "I really appreciate the thought, but just this once it's cool if you don't lick me clean. I'll be fine."

"Are you sure?" She looked worried.

"I'm sure."

Katherine said, "Don't worry, Mom. We'll take care of it." She said that just so Susan wouldn't fret about it.

"Okay then. Thanks." Susan kissed Suzanne and Amy on the lips, but those were just brief close-mouthed pecks. Amy was now cuddled up around Alan. Susan looked at Katherine and blew her a kiss, then dragged herself up the stairs.

Alan closed his eyes, intending just to rest for a couple of minutes. But he quickly difted off to sleep.

When he woke up, Katherine and Suzanne were both gone.

Suzanne had managed to pull herself together enough to take a shower before heading home.

Amy was still in his arms, sleeping.

He looked at her and felt his heart swell at how adorable she was.

He disengaged from Amy without waking her, and found the clock. It was past nine thirty. Since he didn't have the heart to wake her, he set an alarm to go off in thirty minutes to make sure she wouldn't spend the entire night on the sofa. He was too tired to deal with the problem at that moment.

As he walked up the stairs, he thought, Good fucking really takes a lot out of you. So much for getting any homework done. I aaaaalllmost managed to put my foot down and resist Aunt Suzy. And I thought I was damn near heroic with the willpower that showed, but it was all for nothing. I'll do better tomorrow. Tuesday. Oh shit. Tomorrow's a Tuesday!