6 Times a Day-Chapter 1345

A fun time was had by all. Both Susan and Katherine took turns getting "stealth fucked." And when it wasn’t Susan’s turn, Alan drained her breasts dry of all her milk, which was quite arousing for both of them, all fucking aside. She had two orgasms simply from being suckled.

Katherine helped with milking "duties," but she wasn’t as diligent about it as her brother, since she was frequently distracted by the fucking. She’d concentrate on her Kegel squeezing until her pussy muscles would get tired, then she’d lightly grind her hips until she was ready for more squeezing.

Ever since they’d entered the room, Susan had been playing her "Sex Slave Mix, Volume One" CD on an endless loop. She’d had it for nearly a week, and had been playing little else. The three of them knew all the words by now, and from time to time, one or more of them would sing a little, if there was a pause in the conversation or the fucking.

At one such point, when the Beatles version of "You’ve Really Got a Hold on Me" was playing, Susan exclaimed, "Oh! This is my favorite part: ’Tied up. Tied up!’ I can’t believe the Beatles got away with singing about binding their sex slaves."

Alan rolled his eyes. "Mom, first of all, they’re singing ’Tighter, tighter.’ They’re talking about a hug. ’I love you and all I want you to do is just hold me, hold me, hold me, hold me.’ Then they say ’tighter.’"

"Well, it sounds like ’tied up’ to me," Susan insisted.

"Me too," Katherine chimed in. "That’s why I added the song to the mix. He’s got a hold on her, you know, like she’s wearing a slave collar and he’s holding the leash attached to it."

"Yeah!" Susan chimed in.

He rolled his eyes again. "Whatever. In any case, the Beatles didn’t have any sex slaves."

"Sure they did," Susan said confidently. "They also sing the song ’Chains’ on this CD, and that’s even more blatant. Hey, Angel, when are you going to make a Volume Two?"

"Sorry, so many things have been going on that I can’t find the time. Besides, I had a hard enough time coming up with enough sex slave-themed songs to fill up even one CD. As you know, a lot of them are just songs to get you pumped up about sex, like ’Relax’ by Frankie Goes to Hollywood, or ’Wild Sex in the Working Class’ by Oingo Boingo."

"Well, I love it to death, just the same. And consider me fully pumped up. Thanks again." She gave Katherine a thankful kiss, which soon turned into the two of them making out.

While the two women kissed, Katherine mostly forgot to keep squeezing Alan’s pole with her pussy walls.

That helped him think a bit more coherently. What am I going to do with these two? I thought all this sex slave talk would just be a passing fancy, but as each day goes by, they get more and more into it. I’m really kind of stumped. I mean, outside of bed, I like things to just be normal. Or at least I think I do, right?

After a while, when it was time for Susan’s turn to be fucked again, Alan came up with an idea. "Mom, what would you think if I tried to suckle you while we were stealth fucking? Do you think you’d like that?"

Susan’s breath caught in her throat upon hearing that. "What, so, you mean ’stealth suckling,’ too? Oh my! That sounds amazing! Let’s try it!"

He laughed. "What’s with the stealth stuff? We’re not exactly being stealthy here. What’s next, a ’stealth orgy?’"

Katherine and Susan looked at each other with wide eyes, obviously considering the possibilities.

That made him laugh some more.

Soon they repositioned themselves, with Alan’s shoulders backed up against the headboard of the bed and a couple pillows. Susan was kneeling up on top of her son, where her breasts could dangle within easy reach of his face, so they could try suckling and fucking at the same time. The problem was, she had both of her hands on his chest and shoulders to steady herself while straddling him, but he had both hands on her dangling breasts, and neither of them could summon the willpower to let go of the other in order to guide him into her hot box. Alan could "flex" his boner, to lift it up off his belly, but Susan couldn’t coordinate well enough with him to "capture" him by hip movements alone, and she was starting to get frustrated.

Susan looked mournfully over at Katherine. "Angel," she pleaded, "help me fuck your brother."

Katherine was all smiles. "All you had to do was beg, Mom."

Susan squealed. "Oh Gaawwwd! My daughter is making me beg. She’s dominating me too! That’s so hot! Please, please, Angel, I beg you!"

Katherine lay down between Alan’s legs, where she could get a close up view. She started licking her own juices off her brother’s rigid cock. Fuck me, that tastes good! she thought. Gotta do this more often.

Susan could feel Katherine’s bangs tickling her ass cheeks and hear her licking Alan’s thick pole, but she couldn’t feel the telltale touch of his cockhead on her pussy lips. She started wriggling her hips, trying to get the message across non-verbally that she needed her son inside her NOW, but that only prompted Katherine to stop licking his erection and start licking and kissing her clit and pussy.

"Angel!" Susan moaned, "That’s good... but I need... IT!"

"Oh?" Katherine asked, before sticking out her tongue and licking all the way from Susan’s clit back to her anus, and then on up through the crack in her ass in one long, wet stroke. "What?"

"You know what!"

"No, you need to specify," Katherine teased.

"My son’s COCK! My master’s cock!" Susan thought, That’s SO HOT, because it’s true! I need it like I need air to breathe! I’m helplessly, totally enslaved to my son!

"Where?" Katherine asked, innocently. 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

"Cunt!" Susan gasped, hoarsely, "Mommy needs it in her sex slave CUNT! Please, Angel! Don’t be a meanie!"

Katherine pulled Alan’s erection out from under her mother, and rubbed it up against Susan’s wet and ready pussy lips, forcing a moan of frustrated desire from the lusty woman. "Of course. Here you go, Mom," she said, as she guided his cockhead to the entrance of Susan’s vaginal opening. "All you had to do was beg. Beg like a good sex slave for your master’s cock." Using only her tongue, she pushed the swollen glans of her brother’s hard-on down and into her mother’s welcoming embrace.

Susan was delirious with joy that her daughter was bossing her around too. She climaxed again, but hardly even noticed that, since she was feeling so much orgasmic pleasure already. She gasped out, "I’m begging! I’m begging! Pleeeeaaase! Mommy needs cock!"

Alan felt what Katherine was doing, but could hardly believe it. Holy shit! She’s using her tongue, not her hands, to guide my cock into Mom! Aaaaahhh, FUCK! It’s going in! Goddamn, Mom is slowly sinking her hips onto me, and Sis is riding her way down my cock along with her, using her tongue! Oh man! And Mom is hotter than blazes inside, and fuck me, is she WET! Ohhh, fuck, this is sweet!

Katherine, though, was in no hurry to vacate her position, as it allowed her to take his balls in her mouth and give him a tongue bath, even as Susan worked on his cock using her vaginal muscles.

Once Susan’s milk was flowing again, with her son’s thick boner filling her delightfully, she was finally able to relax again and just feel the pleasure flooding outwards through her body. Oh my God, I’m absolutely over the moon with delight! My goodness, I AM! "The cow jumped over the moon" - that’s me! Tee-hee-hee! I’m my son’s sex cow! Sadly, he can’t breed me like a prize heifer, but at least he can milk me daily! My udders are tingling all the way down to my cunt. This is SO HOT! It’s all I can do not to churn and grind Tiger’s cock until he gives me HIS milk! Hee-hee! I’ll just have to concentrate on my pussy squeezing techniques, so I can milk him dry of all his spermy goodness while he’s milking me!

Susan proceeded to churn and grind on his cock in an extremely arousing manner. She more or less forgot about the "stealth," although she did take thing relatively slowly just so she could prolong the joy.