6 Times a Day



ReaperCrew Bonus Chapters 1

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Finally, mother and daughter ran out of energy. Susan stopped her licking and remained seated on the floor. Katherine sat up straight and began eating her breakfast. Or at least she did once her hands stopped shaking enough to hold and use a spoon.

As Alan sat there, watching his mother's huge breasts heaving up and down and jiggling while she regained her composure, he marveled, Damn! Just look at their fullness and beauty, not to mention Mom's stunning beauty overall. Ya know, it's funny. With some things you get used to them after a while and they lose some of their magic. But Mom's rack knocks me over every single time, almost like I'm seeing them uncovered for the very first time.

Her delightfully swaying globes reminded him about her breast-feeding. He was going to ask her something like, "Hey, Mom, how's the breast-feeding coming? Is the flow starting to pick up?" But then he thought, Hey, that's the timid Alan talking. In a house of such female bounty, why should I ask? I should just take!

So he said, "Mom, even though I'm done with my eggs here, I could use another glass of milk, please."

"Sure, Son." She smiled at his use of the word 'please.' Then she stood up on wobbly knees and looked to the kitchen.

But Alan said, "I'm not talking about that kind of milk." His intent gaze right at her exposed boobs, still bouncing from her standing up, made his meaning clear.

"Oh!" She said, surprised.

To his delight, she actually blushed in embarrassment. He was tickled pink that even after so much sexual activity, such a minor thing could still make her blush. Despite her newly discovered nymphomaniacal tendencies, she kept a core of innocence and purity, which made all her depraved sex that much more arousing for everyone involved.

But while Susan might still get embarrassed, she certainly never lacked sexual enthusiasm. She spun around on her high heels and sat down on her son's lap. She would have impaled herself on his erection as she sat, but he'd tucked it between his legs to prevent that from happening, since he wanted to save his hardness for Heather and Simone when he got to school.

"Tiger!" Susan cooed. "What a great idea! I'm so horny, I could honk!" She sat down with her back to her son, and then pulled his hands up to her breasts for him so he could fondle and squeeze them.

She added, "Son, nothing makes me happier than giving my milk to you. Nothing!" She frowned. "Actually, that's not true. I would be in heaven squirting milk into your mouth as your rock-hard cock squirted hot cum into my pulsing, squeezy cunt, but where did that big mommy-splitter go? Today IS Tuesday, you know!"

"Sorry, Mom. It's gone into hiding. It needs a little rest." That was true enough. Even though Katherine had been stroking it for a little while, he still wasn't ready for any serious action.

"Oh, poo," Susan pouted, but her disappointment quickly faded as she got a new idea: she got up and turned around so she was face to face with her son. She screamed with delight when he did as she'd hoped and dropped his face down into her abundant chest.

She concentrated on the joys of having her son suckle on one nipple and fondle the other one. Again, her face turned to one of pure contentment as he took possession of her breasts. Thank you, Lord. Life is very simple and blessed now. If my children are happy, I'm happy. In particular, if Tiger's cock is being taken care of, then all is right in the world. And if the joy of sucking and stroking his cock isn't enough, when he touches me... Oh! The things he does to me! And, Lord, when he's doing something like playing with my big tits while I suck him off... it's too much! Shivers all over!

Recalling how great the combination of tits and dick was, she reached between his legs and fished around for where he'd "hidden" his erection. She pulled it to a more accessible spot between his thighs and wrapped her fingers around it. But, knowing that she was pushing her luck, she forced herself to do nothing more than hold it.

Alan showed no reaction to that, and in fact he hardly noticed, because such touching had become commonplace and his thoughts were elsewhere. It's times like this when I find myself spinning out of control. That's the "Bad Alan!" Like my thought a minute ago: "I should just take." I have to fight that urge and not be selfish. This perfect world is too good to ruin, but it's soooo easy to let myself go and be an ass. I can literally feel the surges of power flowing through me, the urge to dominate and humiliate. I have to fight that, even though Mom and Sis get turned on by it. Bad Alan can't be allowed to take total control. My mother is not Heather. Mom needs to be treated like the divine goddess she is! I don't deserve her, or my sister's, trust and love if I abuse it.

He sucked and suckled, and was soon rewarded with some dribbles of mother's milk. He was surprised just how much was coming out - it seemed that her flow doubled daily. But it was almost too exciting for him. He could easily envision getting lost in the joys of sucking and fucking, with milk and cum splashing everywhere. The fact that Susan's hand had gone from just holding his boner to actively stroking it increased his arousal, of course, but it also increased his worry that he might lose control of the situation.

Furthermore, he was aware that he had things to do and places to go. So, after only a few minutes, he abruptly pulled away, forcing Susan to let go of his cock and get off his lap so he could stand up.

"What is it, baby?" she asked, unhappy. "You were just getting started. Mommy's tits need your attention." She cupped her hefty boobs in her hands and lifted them in offering to him. "And then Mommy wants to suck on her cutie Tiger's fat cock all morning long."

Katherine grumbled, "Mom, seriously, what's with you and cocksucking? I mean, I love it too. I love the feeling of Alan's thick schlong sliding through my lips. But it's just one of many great sex acts, not the end all be all."

"I know, Angel. I'm sure I probably get more pleasure out of a pussy fuck. And an assfuck is great too. And who can forget titfucks? Or getting spanked? Heck, it's all good. But somehow, sitting naked on my knees, with my big son towering over me and his thickness practically making me gag as I struggle to fit it into my mouth, somehow that makes me feel extra special." Even as she said that, she stared up longingly at his exposed and slightly bobbing hard-on.

Her eyes glassed over slightly. "Mmmm... Just look at it, Angel. Isn't that delicious? But more than that, it gives me such a deep sense of contentment. Like... like... this is where I belong. This is... my purpose, even."

She stared off into space dreamily. "To be fucked in the face and then have Tiger squirt his creamy sperm all over me... it's just so... right. I feel completely at peace. I don't want my pussy fucked every single minute of the day. It's too intense. And assfucking is even more intense. But I do want to lick and suck on my son's fat fuckstick every single minute of the day, fast or slow, deep or shallow, pounding hard or gentle, or even just holding it in my mouth. What can I say? It's... bliss."

Indeed, her face was blissful if not downright angelic, showing that she wasn't exaggerating in the slightest.

Katherine felt jealous. She admitted, "Wow, that's pretty cool. I mean, I love it too, but I wish I could feel THAT strongly about it."

After hearing his mother describe the depths of her blowjob passion, Alan was extremely tempted to blow off his planned meeting at school and just fuck her face for an hour or so. But he knew Heather was not to be trifled with. If he blew off a meeting, she'd be seriously pissed. So he said, "Sorry. I wish I could stay, but I have to go to school extra early. I have some things that absolutely HAVE to be taken care of. It's all part of my plan to defeat the football players."

"Oh. Are they still bothering you?"

"Well, nothing happened yesterday, but I still get a bad vibe. A lot of people are shooting evil looks at me. My growing reputation as some kind of alleged sex stud is causing a lot of jealousy and resentment." That was all true, but he purposely failed to mention Heather, since he didn't want Susan to think that he was leaving her to be with the head cheerleader instead (and on a Tuesday no less!).

Susan was still in a dreamy and distant mode. "I love the sound of that: 'my growing reputation as some kind of sex stud.' That's my boy!" She deliberately left out the "alleged."

He turned to his sister. "Kat, can you take over and give Mom the rest of the suckling that she so richly needs and deserves? She needs to be drained regularly if we're ever going to have mommy's milk flowing out of her like geysers."

"Meow," Katherine replied happily, licking her lips.

But Susan interrupted. "Tiger, hold on. It's practically hours and hours until school starts. I got up extra early so we could have more sexy fun time before you all had to go. Ten more minutes. We need a little more sex stud around here, too. Play with my body for just ten more minutes, okay? And your cock is so hard and needy! Whatever you're doing, wouldn't you enjoy it more if Angel and I give you a nice long double blowjob first?"

Alan looked into his mother's pleading eyes and felt himself waver slightly, but then he hardened his resolve. "Sorry. School starts in forty-five minutes from now, not in 'hours and hours'. I've got something that'll take a good half an hour to do, so I really have to run. You don't want me to get beaten up again, and have another black eye, do you?"

"Of course not..." She replied, but very reluctantly. Her sexual desire was strong, but she could hardly hold him up from departing early when he put it that way.

So Alan took one of the shortest showers he'd ever had, grabbed a big selection of dildos from the underwear cabinet, and put them in his backpack.

A still very naked Susan met him as he headed to the garage to get his bicycle.

Seeing her saunter up to him wearing nothing but a "come hither" look and sexy red high heels, he was sorely tempted yet again to let Heather and Simone wait for another day. But his willpower held.

He said, "I promise we'll have lots of fun when I get back home from school."

"Show me what you mean, baby," Susan's lips were on his even before she finished saying the word "baby." Their electrifying tongue duel seemed to go on forever. She had become an excellent kisser since her sexual awakening, and her ardent and loving efforts literally made her son weak in the knees.

He had to clutch her all over to stop from falling, and that just caused her to respond in kind. One of her hands snuck down into his shorts and her index finger rapidly found his anus.

Alan was so surprised that he staggered backwards into a wall, while Susan continued to cling to him as if her life depended on it.

"Let's fuck!" she gasped as she stroked his stiff rod inside his shorts. "I love you so much! Show me your love! Show me... show me everything!" Her eyes were wild with desire.

He somehow managed to disengage. He lightly bit and kissed her ear as he pulled away, which helped mollify her a bit.

"School, Mom! I've got to go! Really!" He pulled his shorts back up, since she'd just managed to pull them down a bit.

She folded her arms under her wobbly orbs, an act she loved to perform because it caused them to push out and appear even bigger than they already were. "School? Tiger, from the way things are going your way lately, I'll bet you're off to screw some hot teenage pussy before class starts."

He grinned with a mixture of guilt and pride while moving further away from her. "You got me. But it's a strategic fuck that'll help me in my battle against the football team in the long run. Honest!"

Susan grasped her breasts with both hands. "God! So HOT! That makes me so jealous yet so fucking insanely horny! My son is an insatiable sex stud! Hurry back home! Hurry! Be a good motherfucker and fuck your mother good when you get back!"

"I will!" He looked at Susan frantically mauling her own bare breasts and felt his resolve to leave nearly fail. My mother is so smoking hot, such a creature of pure lust, that it's insane! Damn, how I love her! He ran the rest of the way to his bicycle and made his getaway before his willpower faltered any further.

As Susan watched her son pedal away, an unusually firm determination began to take hold of her. Today. Tuesday. My son WILL fulfill my fantasy. Not only that, but I expect to hear some good news about my impending divorce. If all goes well, we're going to have a lot to celebrate when he gets home. I can hardly wait!