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Time passed and things continued as before, except now it was Suzanne playing with Alan's cock and balls. She kept her clothes on to keep Alan's mental focus mostly on his mother. She knew he was very highly aroused from the situation, so she was careful to take it slow and easy on his penis. Instead of focusing on stimulating his highly sensitive sweet spot as usual, her emphasis was more on doing what was highly visible from where Susan stood.

Much more time passed. Susan occasionally sipped her wine, and while she didn't drink that much, her alcohol tolerance was so low that just a little wine had a big effect. Her tipsy condition lowered her inhibitions to the point where she was too horny to put up any kind of effective resistance.

Suzanne took full advantage of that to advance her agenda. After a while, she took all her clothes off, mostly because it was more comfortable that way. She gradually transitioned from stroking Alan's erection, to blowing air on it, to licking it, to bobbing up and down on it with her talented lips. She was lying on Susan's bed while Alan continued to sit so she could come at his crotch from the side, over one of his thighs. She was still mindful of putting on the best possible show from Susan's angle of view.

By this time, Susan was flying so high from lust and alcohol that she almost forgot to protest. She was less "trying on clothes" and more performing a near-continual striptease for her son. The only reason she put any clothes back on was so she'd have something to take off a minute later. She loved it. But when Suzanne started bobbing on Alan's cockhead, she felt obliged to say, "Suzanne, please! You go too far!"

Suzanne mumbled as she bobbed and sucked, "Nah aaah daaaahnnn."

Susan happened to be buck naked, except for her now-usual high heels. She had been caressing her big tits while staring lovingly into her son's eyes, with an occasional glance at Suzanne's crotch work. But she broke her gaze and asked with irritation, "What did you say?"

Suzanne repeated, "Nah aaah daaaahnnn."

"What?!"

Suzanne mumbled even less clearly, "Caaa oooo uuuuhthaaah eeee?"

"What?! Suzanne, I can't understand you!" She sighed in defeat. "Darn it! I can't hear a word you're saying because your mouth is crammed full of HOT, THICK COCK MEAT! I know it's wrong, and I shouldn't watch, but it's just TOO HOT! And I'll bet you love it so much that you won't pull off for even a second to speak clearly."

Suzanne confirmed that with a triumphant, "Unh-uh!"

Susan went back to caressing her huge globes. "Gaawwwd! That's SO HOT!" Dear Lord, how I wish I was her right now! Shouldn't that be MY job? After all, I AM my son's personal cocksucker. I DO live to suck his fat cock! I AM proud to be my Tiger's big-titted mommy slut! Those words shame me, but at the same time they fill me with pride! And joy!

But still, I must remember my vow. I have to keep it cool until Ron leaves. Besides, Tiger has more than one personal cocksucker now, even if we're not all officially called that yet. Sometimes, Suzanne is going to be the lucky one and I'll only be able to watch. Oh! And help with the visual stimulation! I've been forgetting. I have to do my part to keep his cock throbbing with pleasure!

She resumed her sexy posing. By that point she wasn't even bothering with clothes anymore. Truth be told, she wasn't even posing that much. Mostly she just stood in front of Alan, staring with wanton desire at Suzanne's sliding lips as she masturbated. For a long time, she had resisted touching her slit or clit, but even that restraint was falling away as she fell into a deep sexual fog.

She didn't speak much, for fear of revealing too many of her "naughty" desires. Instead she frequently tried to convey her loving feelings towards her son with her "come hither" eyes. Of course, that was mostly naughty desire too, but she didn't feel nearly as guilty about it when it wasn't verbalized. Not talking allowed her to fantasize to her heart's content, but she had only one fantasy: that she was in Suzanne's place, feeling everything Suzanne was feeling. More often than not she kept her mouth craned wide open as she unthinkingly mimicked Suzanne's oral work.

It looked like Suzanne was sucking up a storm, but her focus was still more on the visual effect, for Susan's sake. She repeatedly slid her lips up and down Alan's thick shaft in a way that was very visible to Susan. But she didn't use much suction, and her tongue hardly did anything at all. She restrained herself because she didn't want Alan to cum too soon.

Luckily, Alan was in a groove. He was right on the edge of orgasm, but he was squeezing his PC muscle at a good rhythm. At times, he had to close his eyes because it all got to be too much, but usually he was able to enjoy the mouth-watering sight of his buck-naked mother masturbating while mimicking Suzanne's sucking with the motions of her mouth.

Even so, Suzanne sensed that he was liable to spontaneously lose control before long, so she stopped to give him a brief break. She pulled her lips off his pole, but continued to hold it and lightly fondle it and his balls, mostly to help keep Susan's attention there.

She briefly withdrew a hand from his crotch to ostentatiously wipe her chin clean. "Aaaaaah! Talk about a fun way to spend the evening. Phew! Thanks, Sweetie."

"Um, you're welcome." He couldn't possibly understand why she was thanking him, but he was so winded and out of it that he didn't stop to ask.

The three of them just recovered their breath for a minute or so.

Suzanne didn't want the action to pause for very long, because she had decided the time was ripe to up the ante. As she continued to lazily play with Alan's cock and balls, she said, "Susan, I think you're progressing wonderfully. We may even be able to cure your penis phobia tonight. I want you to drop to your knees and crawl here just as if you were going to suck your son's cock."

"What?!"

"Trust me; this is all part of the treatment."

Susan was so horny that she was looking for any excuse to do it. "Well, if you think it's so important. But I'm not going to put it in my mouth, right? You promised."

"No. Of course not. The idea is to get over your fear through close proximity. Just like the snake example. Come get close to the snake."

Susan obligingly got down on her knees. She came to within about a foot of the tip of his tool and stopped.

Suzanne resumed licking Alan's shaft. She wished she could have given him more of a break, but she wanted to strike while Susan was still hot. She continued to do so from the side so Susan could get a completely unimpaired view of it from what was now only a few inches from her face.

Susan seriously considered this a test of her willpower, and she tried her best to be strong. The smell of cum was overwhelming, and the slippery sound of Suzanne's hand jacking near the base seemed louder than a freight train in the otherwise completely quiet room. Susan could even hear the sound of Suzanne's long tongue gently licking its way back and forth.

Oh God! It's all so... tempting! How can I hold out?! I neeeeeed that cock in my mouth! Son! Son! Let Mommy at least blow some air on you. With her heavy panting, she was already doing so, but then she began doing it with more deliberate intention. UNGH! That's not enough! I need to feel my lips wrapped around it! I need my tongue dancing all over it! HNNG! What torture!

Susan truly felt like her body was going to burst into flames. She pulled back, because she couldn't stand the heat, just like she was too close to an open furnace. She sheepishly asked Suzanne, "Um, is that long enough?"

Suzanne reluctantly replied, "I suppose. For your first try."

"Oh my!" said a wide-eyed Susan, sitting up on her knees. "That's close! What a big and scary snake, too. Is it going to bite me?"

Suzanne liked the snake metaphor and ran with it. "No, but you've heard of spitting cobras?" She lavishly licked all around Alan's cockhead, and then added, "This one might just spit on you. Though it's not really spitting; it's more like turning on a faucet full blast."

"I know, I know! Don't remind me. I saw him blast your face this afternoon. God, that was a lot of spermy goodness!"

Suzanne replied, "If you think that was good, just imagine how good I feel right now!" <lick, lick> "Look at my Sweetie. Look at him! Look how happy his face is. Look how long and hard his cock is." <lick, lick> "Is that not a cock worthy of serving?" <lick, lick, lick> "Don't you wish you were me?" <lick, lick>

Susan cried out in desperation, "You know I do!"

Suzanne kept on, "Don't you wish that could be your hand, sloshing all over his pre-cum?"

Susan screamed, "YES! So help me God, but YES!"

The buxom mother couldn't help herself: if she couldn't reach forward to join in the licking, then at least she had to frig her cunt. She began blatantly pounding two fingers in and out of her wet slit. Even though she'd been doing some of that earlier, she'd been in such an erotic fog that she wasn't really aware of it. But now she was fully aware, and ashamed. Dear Lord, please forgive me! I can't believe I'm abusing myself, and in front of Tiger and Suzanne no less, but if I don't get some relief soon I'm gonna burn up! Too HOT! Good God, I need that cock! I'm my son's personal cocksucker, and I live to suck that cock!

Suzanne continued to taunt her. "And look at this endurance, this crazy endurance of his! If you want a load..." <slurp, slurp> "you really have to work for it." <slurp, slurp, slurp> "This is a superior cock on a superior man, isn't it? This is the kind of cock that harems are built around."

While Suzanne continued to slurp and lick and stroke, Susan gasped out, "Oh yes! Yes! So big! So good!" Being so close to the tip but not being able to put her lips on it was torture, made just barely bearable because she was able to jill herself. Her fingers were a blur.

"You want to lick it with me, don't you? It needs two tongues!"

"Please! Please! Can I?" Susan scooted closer, looking for a way to join in.

Suddenly, Suzanne stopped all her pleasuring motions and stood up. She pulled a very confused Alan up with her.

That put Alan's erection further from Susan, so she instinctively reached out for it.

But Suzanne blocked her hand before she could reach it. "Whoop! What are you doing? No touching, remember?"

Susan was miffed. "Hey. I made the no-touching rule and I can break it. I officially say touching it is okay! Especially my mouth on my son's cock! I vote a big 'YES' to that kind of touching!" She eagerly licked her lips, and bent her head down.

But Suzanne was being surprisingly tough. "Nope. Sorry. This concludes our first lesson in getting over your penis phobia. Do you feel better? Are you still afraid?"

"Afraid? Are you kidding me? I want to love it and lick it and please it forever and ever! Why won't you let me?!"

"Sorry. You're the one who instituted the 'no touching' rule. Remember Ron? What about Ron?"

Susan's ardor cooled a bit upon hearing her husband's name, but only just a bit. "Oh, poo! Ron. Stupid Ron. Cheating Ron! Like I care a rat's ass about Ron! I don't care if this IS his bedroom; I wanna get slutty with my son's cock, right here, right now! It'll serve my weasel of a husband right if I play with the snake!"

"No, sorry. I can't let you break the rules."

Alan looked at Suzanne incredulously. He said urgently, "Um, this is Mom's house and she does set the rules. If she wants to change the rules, what can we do about it?" He was definitely thinking with his dick. "I especially like the idea about both of you licking together. Can we try that?"

But Suzanne had a plan. She knew she could increase Susan's desire more by letting her almost get what she wanted but not quite reach it than by giving it to her right away. So she said, "I'm sorry, but a promise is a promise. I made a promise earlier tonight and I'm gonna keep to it."

Both Alan and Susan let out a simultaneous disappointed "Awww..." They were both coming down from being exceedingly close to orgasm. Almost anything could have triggered Alan off at this point, but Suzanne was just standing next to him, deliberately avoiding any contact with his erection and making sure no one else touched it either.

In fact, Suzanne was the key to Alan's growing endurance reputation. She knew when he was right on the verge, and thus when to pull back at just the right moment, and this was one of those times. It often seemed like he could remain erect forever, but that was just an illusion because of her expertly timed breaks. She hoped that in time he would learn her methods and discover when to take the breaks himself. However, knowing when to take a break wasn't as hard as having the willpower to actually do so.

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