6 Times a Day

Even though Brenda loved the feel of his thick erection in her hand, she’d had enough jacking him off from earlier. She wanted something different, something more. She gamely came back with, “I have a confession too, Son. I also have fantasies. I’ve been fantasizing about you fucking my tits.”

She held her great J-cups from below and squeezed them together. Teasingly mimicking the words he’d just said, she said, “Is that wrong? You do know what a titfuck is, don’t you?”

“I do.” He stood up.

She said, “Son…” She loved the sound of that so much that she repeated it. “Son… I’m thinking of doing some very naughty things to you! Now, I’m your mother, so you obviously could never, ever fuck me.”

“Never!” He was all smiles, since they both knew he’d be fucking her in a matter of minutes.

“But maybe it’ll be okay if you fuck my tits instead. I think that’s something we both need, to get all of these naughty desires out of our systems.” She rhythmically squeezed her tits from below, both to entice him and because it felt so good.

He pretended to be doubtful. “Hmmm. Well, I don’t know…”

She literally pulled his boner into her chest. The rest of his body was forced to follow. “I do! Trust your mommy on this one.”

This wasn’t the first time his cock had been buried in her cleavage, but her euphoria was off the charts. She thought, YES! YES! This feels so right! Master owns my body now! Fuck my tits! Fuck ’em!

She did all the work of the titfuck, her entire body bouncing back and forth while he just stood there with his hands on his hips. When she was in the bathroom she had coated her tits with some lotion, so they were slicked up and slippery.

He felt a great rush of pleasure to his suddenly throbbing cock. The extra slippery feeling was a very nice sensory bonus. Oh man! This is the life. My dick could seriously get lost in all that slippery cleavage!

She said more to herself than him, “Oh, baby! Your snake belongs between my tits!”

He wondered why she used the snake term, though he did recall her using the word at least once before. That reminded him of how “Snake” was the nickname for Xania’s long tongue, and that in turn made him wonder how things were going downstairs. I hope the girls are driving Xania wild. I hope she falls asleep all tied up, so I can fuck her like that tomorrow morning!

Meanwhile, Brenda was thinking, Master’s cock is like a great anaconda! I love that I have such big tits, because it takes really big ones to fuck a cock this huge! (Like Susan, Brenda had come to believe that Alan’s penis was ten inches long, at least.)

Time passed. She switched from raising one tit while lowering the other to raising and lowering them in tandem. And while she did that, she experimented with different speeds and different amounts of pressure. I love this! I wish I could have his cock in me or on me all the time! Well, no, I can’t say that. That would be selfish. He has so many other women he needs to fuck, face-fuck, titfuck, and all-around dominate. I need to treasure these special times when he chooses to be with me!

Brenda continued to titfuck him with breathless excitement. “You know what? I’m doing a re-think on what I said, about how you shouldn’t fuck me. Now that you know my true feelings for you, there’s nothing that’s going to stop me from becoming your fuck bitch, is there?”

“I suppose not.” He got a heart-pounding thrill from her casual use of the term “fuck bitch.” She sounded like she meant it, whatever it was, exactly.

“I guess it’s inevitable… You’re going to fuck your mother! Now that you know my dirty, secret lust, you’re going to fuck me non-stop! Like, like I’m another one of your sex pets!”

He groaned lustily. He was particularly proud of coming up with this role-play, because Susan had told him to think of her when he was fucking Brenda, and now it almost felt like he was with both of them in one body.

She was just as pleased by the role-play, if not even more so, because it allowed her to freely call herself terms like “sex pet” to his face. Merely saying those words gave her a mental orgasm more powerful than most physical ones.

It was obvious to Alan that Brenda had a similar sexual mentality to Susan, and thanks to what he’d learned with Susan, he knew exactly the kind of thing Brenda wanted to hear. He said with confidence, “Yep. My dick is gonna live inside your holes from now on. All day long. Sorry, Mom, I hope you can deal with it, because that’s just a fact.”

“Oooh! I guess I really AM going to be your mommy-slut! Your big-titted mommy-slut!”

She gasped with delirious delight. She’d heard Susan refer to herself as Alan’s “big-titted mommy slut” many times in their daily phone calls, and she’d felt a special tingle every time she heard it. She felt his boner twitch, even though it was tight and snug in her cleavage, and she knew he got an extra thrill from hearing that term too.

She thought, This is so much fun! I feel like I won the lottery of life! I know it might seem like it should be the other way around, with him thanking his lucky stars to be balls-deep between my big tits. But just look at how he dominates Susan, Suzanne, Xania, and the rest! This is superior master cock, so I have to do all I can to treat it the way it deserves to be treated. Thank God I have these huge, soft breasts to fuck him with!

Holy shit! And he’s gonna fuck me tonight! Not just my tits, which is incredible, but my cunt too! I’m so excited that I can’t stand it! I can hardly breathe!

She wanted to do more to reward him for thrilling her so much. She tilted her head downward and managed to lick the tip of his cockhead, although just barely.

The whole situation was all so improbable and exciting to him that again he could scarcely believe it was really happening. Dang, that feels good! But why do I deserve Brenda? Why is she so enthusiastic? Even after everything that’s happened with her, I still can’t understand that. If she were in a magazine like Playboy or Penthouse, she’d be one of their most famous models. Plus, she’s a multi-millionaire. Not because she earned that money, but the rich and powerful marry totally gorgeous women like her. And yet she’s on her knees, serving me with her tits and mouth like some kind of, well, sex pet! Why?!

She interrupted his thoughts by asking, “Son, I noticed your big fat cock is already soaked with saliva. Why is that?”

He couldn’t resist boasting a little bit. “I must admit… I’ve been a naughty boy. Downstairs, Xania deep throated me a little bit, even though she’s tied up.”

“Oh my!” Brenda exclaimed. “That’s so naughty!”

“You don’t know the half of it. Like I said, she only deep throated it a little bit. Oh, and she did that while Amy kissed me. Then she sucked it the regular way a lot longer. That is, until Katherine came along and joined in with her lips and tongue.”

“OH GOD!” Brenda was getting even more aroused.

He quickly added, “Then this other sexy woman named Susan wanted to suck on it for a while. So she did. Mom, she reminds me of you.”

Thanks in large part to his comments, Brenda was so horny that she felt she was truly losing her mind. She struggled to channel her arousal into pleasuring his cock. Even as she slid her big globes all over his erection, she managed to lick a little further down, enabling her to swirl her tongue over most of his cockhead. She was straining to her utmost just to reach that much.

He could tell how hard she was trying, and that increased his puzzlement (as well as his arousal). The truth is, I’m lucky. Aunt Suzy scouted her and selected her, and is helping me with her seduction. Mom apparently has been hyping me up to where Brenda must think I can do no wrong. But I’m not just a bump on a log. I’ve played my role in her seduction pretty well, I must say. She digs my “hard to get” attitude – Aunt Suzy was soooo right about that!

I guess one way of looking at it is that most guys presented with this situation would come in here acting like complete babbling idiots, overawed by her body. Then, once they’d managed to fumble their cocks out they’d be so excited that they’d prematurely ejaculate just at the sight of her, leaving her high and dry.

He couldn’t help but inwardly laugh in frustrated sympathy for her at the idea of Brenda ever being dry during sex. He looked back down at her pussy and confirmed that it was gushing like a river now. Okay, metaphorically dry. He chuckled.

For another minute or two he just stood there, observing the way she was giving her all to pleasure his cock, and doing a damn good job of it. She was steadily licking her way around and around his cockhead, even as her enormous tits continually squeezed and slid all over his raging erection.

He thought, I do have other things going for me. For instance, not only do I take a commanding and cool attitude, if I do say so myself, but I also came up with this role-play. A pretty apt and clever one, judging from her reaction and the little I know about her. So, sure, I’m incredibly lucky, but this isn’t just due to Aunt Suzy’s clever scheming. I’ve got growing sex skills too, and I’m gonna prove that she isn’t wrong in submitting to me. I’m gonna fuck her burning hot cunt better than anyone else she knows, and maybe even better than anyone she’s ever likely to meet!

With his confidence surging, he got more into the titfucking and began thrusting his hips back and forth. He loved how lubricated her oiled-up skin was. His erection slid back and forth as easily as if he was rubbing up against silk pillows. Plus, she kept licking much of his cockhead, causing more slobber to dribble down his shaft in the process.

She thought, Aaaah! Master is really going for it! He’s taking control! I’m so giddy and dizzy I could faint! This is no ordinary cock. It was just sucked by Xania, Katherine, AND Susan! He’s such a virile stud that I can’t stand it! I can’t breathe! Master! My lord and master! UNGH! I can’t even say those words to myself, or I really will faint!

After a couple more minutes of sliding her breasts up and down his cock, Brenda lifted her head up from licking around his cockhead, and asked, “How am I doing, Master? Are you close to cumming? Most men would have cum by now.”

He replied with a swagger, “I’m not most men.” Gotta build up my reputation. She seems to really dig that kind of stuff. But then he replayed in his mind what she’d said. Despite his supposed cool, he exclaimed incredulously, “Master?! Did you just call me that?”

“Oh no!” Brenda dropped her head in embarrassment even as she continued to pump his boner with her soft yet tight tit-tunnel. The manly smell of his erection nearly drove her crazy, but she tried her best to think. “Suzanne’s going to be mad at me. She said I shouldn’t use that word yet, but I just can’t help it!”

He smirked. “Did she, now?” Hmmm. Must be another one of Aunt Suzy’s schemes. I wonder what she’s got cooked up for Brenda next. I’m sure it’ll be something fun. He asked, “What else did she tell you?”

“Oh, please, Master!” (She figured since the cat was out of the bag and he didn’t complain, she’d keep calling him that, at least until he told her to stop.) “Don’t make me tell! I’ll only get in more trouble with her. As it is, I imagine someone is going to have to give me a very stern spanking!” She trembled at the thought, even as she not-so-subtly suggested he should spank her.

That set her tit-mountains quaking in a delightful way around Alan’s shaft that he had never quite felt before. Gaawwwd! He’s so virile, and he NEVER needs to cum, ever! And now he’s acknowledging that he’s my master, which means it’s TRUE!

She shyly asked, “You don’t mind if I call you ‘master’ sometimes, do you? It really turns on! Can it just be our little secret for now?”

She looked up at Alan and gave him her most pleading puppy dog face. Her face was remarkably chubby, cute, and childlike for someone with such an adult body. It seemed her whole body had never really lost its baby fat.

He couldn’t resist that look. “Okay. For now.”

“Mmmm! Goody!” With a loud, lusty groan, she immediately engulfed all of his cockhead and then some. She started to bob and suck with just as much passion as she’d put into the titfuck. Technically, they were still titfucking since most of his boner was enveloped by her soft-yet-firm globes, but those weren’t moving since her focus had shifted to sucking.

She thought, Fuck me! This is the hottest thing ever! He’s admitted that he’s my master! My MASTER! Which makes me his sex pet for real! Nay, his sex SLAVE! My whole life now, it’s going to be all about serving his cock! I’m sucking his great cock and titfucking it, and he’s going to fuck me! I could die in total bliss right now!

He hadn’t planned on titfucking for this long, or even at all. But it felt great and his cock wasn’t even close to cumming yet, so he figured he’d enjoy it before getting down to some serious fucking. However, he decided enough was enough. If he let her get going with the cocksucking, she could be at it for a long while, and he just might accidentally cum at any time. So he said, “But I came up here for a FUCK, not a titfuck, or even a blowjob.”

He remembered their role-play, and commanded, “Get on the bed now, Mom. I don’t care what you say. I’m going to fuck you whether you like it or not. And I don’t care if you are my mother. Actually, it’s much better that you are, because you’ll be my sex pet living just down the hall!”

The latest reminder of her mother role greatly excited her, causing her to let out a high-pitched squeal. And she loved that he’d picked up on the term “sex pet.” That was one of her absolute favorites.

She thought, This is so fucked up! He’s my master, and I’m his sex pet. It’s wrong! So very, very wrong! But I fucking love it! I love how wrong it is, how society hates this. I truly want to dedicate my life to serving this wonderful man, this magnificent cock! And furthermore, I love that he’ll never, ever be mine, all mine. I’ll always have to share him with Susan, Suzanne, Katherine, Amy, and so many others! Total knockouts like Xania. As it should be! I’m not just his sex pet; I’m one of many. And now, soon to be one of his many fuck toys too! ．

Since Alan said he’d had enough titfucking, Brenda disengaged, stood up, and literally threw herself on the bed behind her. The bed bounced up and down nearly as much as her chest did, with her remarkable orbs crazily crashing into each other until she settled down.

Looking again at her drooling pussy, he wondered where all that liquid was coming from. Certainly she’d have to run out after a while, wouldn’t she? She’s been cumming a bucket load tonight! If we have sex for a long time, will her skin shrivel up like a prune for lack of moisture? Freaky.

Lying back with her legs spread out wide, she said provocatively, “You need to punish me for catching me. Punish my tight, wet little pussy with your massive COCK! And you’re right about having your own mommy sex pet living down the hall. In fact, I imagine you’re going to make Mommy your very own fuck slave!”

She hoped she didn’t go too far with her language, but since he was just standing there and watching her, she couldn’t resist saying more. “Mmmm! I just love that term: ‘fuck slave!’ I guess there’s no use in fighting it. After all these years where I was the bossing parent, my son is going to dominate me, sperm me, and completely own me! I suppose I’ll have to call you ‘master’ from now on!”

He smiled at how quickly she’d managed to incorporate “master” into their role-play. His stiff cock also appreciated her use of the word “mommy” which always made him think of Susan. He still felt as if he was fucking a Susan-Brenda combination with this role-play, and that was a very delightful prospect.

He simply said, “Yes, that’s right.”

However, there was one frustration. Even his stamina had limits. He knew that he was so worked up he wouldn’t last long once he started fucking her. He seriously considered taking a prolonged strategic break first. But then he decided, Fuck it! So what if I cum in a minute or two? I’m sure I’ll get hard again, and then I’ll really be able to fuck her for ages! I know I’ve been through a lot tonight, but if I can’t get erect again while fucking Brenda for the first time, then I don’t deserve her.

He was up on her now, holding his erection, ready to put it in. But then he lowered his voice to a conspiratorial whisper. “We should be quiet so Dad doesn’t hear. He’s just down the hallway, you know.”

“He is? Oh. He is!” She reveled in his latest addition to their story. “Well, don’t worry about him too much. He’s going to have to get used to the fact sooner or later that his wife is sleeping in here from now on. Starting tonight and every night, she sleeps with her son. Her master!”