8 Times that Day.

When it ended, Susan and Alan acted very blasé and cool until Suzanne and Amy left for home and Katherine went up to bed.

Just as Suzanne left, she said to Susan, "Tomorrow we're going to talk. A lot! We've got so much to catch up on!"

Susan nodded eagerly. She could hardly wait to tell Suzanne about everything she'd done. At that moment, at least, she didn't feel much shame about her actions. Even though she'd put on an outward appearance of acting normally, a sexual fire was still burning high within.

Finally, that left just Susan and Alan in the living room. The sexual tension began to rise. Susan stared at her son with an unreadable expression and asked, "How are you doing?"

"Pretty good, I guess." In truth, he was only starting to recover from his earlier sexual daze, but he wanted to be optimistic.

She asked with increasing anxiousness, "How are you, with, er... uh... doing your thing?"

The gears in his head started to turn. "Oh. That. Well, now that you mention it, I certainly would appreciate some more help."

"Right now?" There was a fiery look in her eyes that was impossible to miss.

He gulped, and nodded.

She said slowly and carefully, "Well, I suppose I could help you with that, provided we do it in a carefully considered, responsible, and completely dispassionate manner."

He said gravely, "I totally agree." But his heart was racing, with his entire body humming in anticipation. He could tell she was also very excited, though trying to appear otherwise. His hangover-like fog from his erotic daze disappeared immediately.

The two of them slowly walked towards the staircase, and then up the stairs. It seemed that their pace and eagerness increased with each step they took. By the time they reached the top of the stairs, they were moving briskly. Then he looked at her face and saw a beaming smile. That so aroused and thrilled him that he ran the rest of the way down the hall to his room. To his pleasant surprise, she ran too, nearly keeping up with him.

The two frolicked quietly about his room, jumping about in excitement and holding hands like little children. They repeatedly and exaggeratedly shushed each other. Her insistence mere minutes earlier to be "dispassionate" was completely forgotten, replaced by child-like glee. The fact that Katherine was across the hall and potentially could overhear them only added to their excitement.

Alan got another erotic hug. He didn't get to fondle Susan's breasts, but he certainly got to feel them as she rubbed them all over him, similar to what she'd done earlier during their prior intense 'hugging'.

He was somewhat surprised to find that his dick was fully erect again. He'd thought it might have been done for the day, and maybe for many days, given how sore and tired it had been, but dinner and then two hours of watching the movie had enabled at least a partial recovery.

Susan noticed his erection and got to work. She stripped naked, dropped to her knees where he stood, and proceeded to give him a lengthy blowjob. This time no words were spoken for fear of Katherine overhearing, since her room was almost directly across the hallway.

He kind of wanted to sit down on a chair, but he remained standing because, once she got bobbing, it felt so good that he didn't want her to stop, not even for the few seconds it would take him to move and sit down. What he didn't realize was that she loved the fact that he was clothed and standing above her, while she was "forced" to service him while kneeling and naked. It appealed to her submissive side, which had been a frequent theme in her dreams of late.

It was only after she'd been bobbing with great suction for a minute or two that the implications of being completely naked hit her. Oh dear! This is so very naughty of me. He can see everything, even my special naughty place. True, he can't see it at the moment, because my big breasts block his view, but even so it's rather shameless of me.

She sighed, or at least she tried to. But she couldn't really manage it because her mouth was stuffed with cock, forcing her to breathe through her nose. Oh well. I suppose it can't be helped. Tiger is going to see me naked a lot from now on. He's going to be touching me all over too. If I'm going to be a good cocksucker, I guess that just comes with the territory. We'll be fine so long as we can maintain certain boundaries. For instance, he can't touch my special naughty place. That's the most important thing, by far. And maybe not touching my nipples, if only because they're so very sensitive. Things will be okay, I'm sure.

Better than okay, in fact, because I've never been so happy as I am right now, with... MMMM! ...this big fat cock to slurp on! Mmmm! Yum-yum! Teasing it with my tongue while my lips slide back and forth with a lot of suction - does it get any better than that? I think not!

Besides, wearing no clothes feels strangely... liberating! I feel so free! So wanton! So sexual! And knowing I'm completely naked for my son makes me love sucking his cock all the more!

She kept on bobbing and tonguing him, practicing her moves, determined to master this new skill. Several minutes passed in total bliss for both of them.

She was so eager to swallow his cum again and again that she imagined her stomach literally filling up with a lake of his sperm. His pre-cum flowed copiously, and she deliberately let it drool down her face and chest.

She thought, My goodness, I love this! I'm such a shameless hussy, but I don't care! I'm making Tiger feel good. The more he moans like this, the happier I get! It's like there's an extra hand playing with my clitoris, which is a good thing since both my hands are busy stroking his fat cock! Hee-hee!

However, even as she was in the middle of licking his sensitive spot, Alan's pleasure turned to pain. He looked down at her concentrating intensely on stroking and sucking him and was so overwhelmed with arousal and love that he wanted to cry. Yet he couldn't ignore this new painful feeling.

She was so into her two-fisted pumping, while simultaneously licking her way all around his cockhead, that it seemed cruel to force her to stop, but eventually he concluded that he had no choice. With both his hands he pushed her head away from where she was licking the tip of his cock. "Sorry, Mom, but I can't go on. It's starting to hurt too much."

She was crushed. "What? Awww, Tiger! Did I do something wrong. Oh no! You prefer Suzanne, don't you? Tell me the truth; I can take it. Please don't give up on me! I know I'm not very good yet, but I can get better with practice. Lots and lots and LOTS of practice. I promise!"

He laughed, even as his erection slowly deflated. "Mom, that's so untrue that you're not good. You're doing great. I totally love what you're doing. And there's no way I prefer Aunt Suzy to you. Both of you are equally awesome."

She asked, "Is it that you're lacking visual stimulation? I don't think you should touch my breasts - that wouldn't be proper - but what about if I hold them up like this? Will that help?" She hefted her massive tits with both hands.

He groaned with lusty need. "Oh, man! You look so damn hot that I'm surprised you don't set the carpet on fire. But that's not it."

"Then what?"

"Mom, I've climaxed, like, eighty-eight times this afternoon already. I mean, geez! That's like physically impossible, isn't it? I think my dick has finally had enough; all of a sudden it started really hurting. It's gonna be rubbed and sucked raw if you carry on one more minute. I'm really sorry."

She frowned and pouted at first. "Oh, poo! Well, that's okay, I guess. Suzanne has been explaining to me about how many times a day guys can do it. Even exceptionally virile males like you have limits. Can I just cuddle with you for a while then?"

"Sure. That sounds great. I love you so much, Mom. I love this new relationship we're forging today too."

"Me too, Son. Me too."

Alan suddenly felt very sleepy. All the sexual fun had tired him out, since he really did have an energy problem. He sat up in his bed and let his mother sit on his lap, caressing his chest and hoping against hope that his penis would recover enough to engorge again. But at the moment, it hurt so much that even the thought of it being touched caused pain. So instead he focused on the pleasant sensation of Susan's body pressing into his.

Susan again thought to herself, Suzanne is so right: cocksucking really does strengthen the mother-son bond. I've never felt so close to him. Why didn't we ever hug before? Now I never want to let go. It's like we're newlyweds in love. Well, that's how I feel about it, anyway.

Alan, meanwhile, realized that if he could just get hard, his rod would poke right into her pussy, which was resting above his legs. But he'd truly reached his limit. He'd hardly cum at all during her last blowjob a few hours earlier, and he wondered if, among other problems, his balls were just plain running out of cum.

"Mom, since I'm all pooped out today, can we do this some more tomorrow?"

"Can we? Of course, Tiger. I thought you'd never ask. Never fear. I promise I'll suck and stroke your cock every day from now on if you want me to. Do you want me to?"

His heart skipped a beat because that sounded so fantastic. "You know the answer: YES! Do you really promise? Earlier you were saying you didn't want to be my twenty-four-hour-a-day cocksucker."

"Oh, Alan, my son! Of course I'll help you. Did I really say that? Oh dear. You'd better wash my mouth out with sperm."

He laughed heartily at that. Again he marveled at her sudden joke-making ability. She was just more all-around uninhibited and fun at that moment than she'd ever been before.

She laughed too, and then continued, "This is so great. Seriously, you know I'll always be there to help you, provided you obey the boundaries I set. You've been so wonderful." She leaned in to his face and kissed him on the cheeks, nose, and forehead.

He was nearly overwhelmed by the closeness as her sweet feminine smell fell upon him. He kissed her in return while he ran his hands over her bare back. Even though his penis was flaccid, he couldn't help but try to fondle her ass cheeks some more. To his great delight, she didn't stop him.

But so far their mouths had not touched. "Mom, is it okay if I kiss you on the mouth?"

She looked at him and considered the idea.

She was severely tempted. But finally, she said, "No. Please don't. We can't get romantic. Suzanne said there's no incest, no sin, no adultery, as long as there's no romantic feelings. So 'no kissing' has to be one of those boundaries that we can't cross. As it is, I'm merely very enthusiastically helping you with your medical treatment. Suzanne is so right about how we have to look at this. She's right about everything. Gosh, I just can't say that enough about how right she is. What a great friend."

She pulled back and stood up. She wrapped a towel around herself. Then she picked up another newly-soaked pair of panties and held them with just two fingers. "Look, this is how excited you got me even before the blowjob started!"

"Wow!"

She smiled at him, and said, "I'll be seeing you tomorrow morning. I hope you can rise to the occasion, if you know what I mean." She blew him a kiss and walked out of his room.

He mentally kicked himself. Damn. I keep screwing up. I was too grabby with her tits earlier, and now I was too timid. I should have just kissed her on the lips instead of asking. But still, what a day. What a fucking amazing day!

I'm never going to forget this day for as long as I live. This changes everything!