6 Times a Day

Finally, Susan said, "Son, you're getting tired. Why don't I repay the favor and massage you for a bit?"

So Alan tucked his boner back in his shorts to put her at ease. However, he left his zipper open since he was hoping it wouldn't remain there for long. Then he removed his shirt and took her place on the sofa while she straddled him.

Now that she was on top, she began to speak more as she worked down from his shoulders. "Tiger, maybe I've been going a bit too far with my new attitude. Don't you think? Don't you think it would be okay if we do things like give each other massages from time to time? There's nothing wrong with that, right? It's not like it's sexual or anything, right?"

But even as she said this, her panties were soaked with the juices from her leaking pussy. And those panties were the only thing she was wearing other than her high heels and glasses. The sexual aroma of her juicy, dripping pussy permeated the room.

Alan said all the right things to put her at ease. "I think that's a good idea, Mom. After all, what's wrong with massages? They're healthy and invigorating." Now that Susan had a chance to get used to the new positioning, he adjusted his crotch, making sure to let his erection poke out the bottom of his shorts where Susan could see it.

Within a few minutes, she impatiently tugged on his shorts. "Tiger, don't you think these things are just getting in the way? I need to massage your backside."

"Um, definitely."

She panted hard as she pulled his shorts and underwear all the way off his legs so she could continue down his body and massage his butt.

Then, when she clutched his bare ass with both hands, she "Mmmm"-ed so loudly that Alan wondered if she had actually climaxed. (She hadn't, but it had been very close.)

After that, he made sure to keep his long erection pointing down between his thighs instead of pressed up towards his stomach, so she could see it resting against the sofa as she massaged him. He kept his legs slightly spread to make sure she had a good view of it.

She thought as she stared right at it, Tiger needs an all-over massage, including his cock! Yes! It's just a fact that there's no way I can give him a massage without massaging his cock very thoroughly. Mmmm, yes! Plus, it'll help him reach his target. Actually, his target should be my face, hee-hee! Spray it with all that tasty sperm, Son!

Things grew even more sexual as she spent many loving minutes caressing his buttocks. "Tiger, you're such a handsome boy. I'm such a proud mommy. You have such a cute ass. You should be proud too. It must be all that tennis you play."

"Thanks, Mom."

"I'll bet any girl in school would give her right arm to knead your ass cheeks. Even that Ice Queen Christine would thaw out and turn into a total slut for Alan cock if she could see and feel what I'm experiencing right now. She'd spread her legs and beg for you to fill her up. But she's not here fondling your fine ass; your own mommy is!"

Alan was shocked to hear his mother say words like 'slut' and 'cock.' Plus, all of this ass talk was getting him hot to get more acquainted with Susan's fantastic rear. Since she'd spent a long time on his ass already, he said, "Not as fine as yours, Mom. In fact, why don't I get back to massaging you for a while, and see just how fine an ass you have?"

That was an absurd request, since he'd "massaged" her ass for so long already. But she hopped off him and said, "Okay, but are you sure you're done with my, uh, upper chest region?"

They both laughed at that euphemism.

"You're right, Mom," he conceded happily. "I'm not quite sure if I'm done there."

He said with increasingly obvious sexual excitement, "This will be fun. It was a drag to have to work around those panties of yours earlier."

"Uh-oh! Are you trying to talk your mommy out of her panties? Well, looks like you win again."

She pulled her panties down and all the way off her legs, smiling all the while. "And I see that you're such a naughty boy - you're not putting your shorts back on. Naughty, naughty!"

My goodness! We're both totally naked, except for my high heels. Ron. Think of Ron. Not of that great big cock-log sticking out at me like some kind of tree trunk! I'm married. Which means that if I drop to my knees and FEAST on my son's dick, it'll be that much more naughty! MMMM!

She remained standing, waiting for further instruction from him.

He moved in, wrapping his arms around her. "Hmmm. How can I reach your tits and ass at the same time? Let's try this position."

She smiled and dropped a hand to his ass. "Mmmm," she purred sexily. "Good idea." Her only concession to propriety was that she kept her legs tightly closed together, and a hand directly over her pussy.

However, she could feel his hot, bare cock pressing against her lower abdomen, and that made her have second thoughts about this position. She said in a worried voice, "Tiger, you remember your promise now, right? You're not going to do anything you shouldn't, right?"

He agreed, even though he had no idea what "the rules" allowed at this point. About the only thing he could conclude was that her pussy was off limits, since she was pretty consistent about that.

He decided that playing with her tits some more would be both permissible and fun, since she'd allowed that a little while earlier. Plus, her tits were looking incredibly tempting as they pressed softly up into his overhanging chest. He fondled them with total abandon. Then he dropped his head down to suck at one nipple while he mauled the unoccupied tit with his free hand.

He made sure that his engorged prick constantly pressed into her, even when he bent his head down to suckle. Drops of pre-cum formed at the tip of his penis and slowly drooled onto her skin.

Susan was in a lust-filled daze. So good! So good! How could anything that feels this good really be bad? God would be playing a cruel trick if this is really a sin. I can't believe that. Mmmm! My whole body is burning up, but his cock pressing into me is even hotter! I swear, my skin is going to burst into flames if he doesn't stop rubbing his wonderful cock all over me!

"That's right," Susan said excitedly. "Suck your mommy's titties! Give them a good suck, just like a baby!" she moaned loudly and repeatedly.

He continued like that for some time, going from one nipple to the other. Soon it looked as if she was copiously leaking milk, but it was only his drool around her nipples. But eventually he put one hand on his pre-cum slicked erection and pressed it harder into her. It really did seem to burn into her skin, though the sensation was more mental than a reflection of its actual temperature and wetness.

Since Alan had his face in her chest, his erection had been pressing against her thigh. But when he moved to stand back up, it slid up and actually ran right over her hand, which was covering her pussy lips. It finally wound up right above her bush, with his balls actually getting tickled by her pubic hair.

This excited Susan to no end. She felt a thrill running up and down her spine, and tingling all the way to her toes.

The aroma from her juicy wet pussy made its way to his nostrils and aroused him even more. He moved a little further down and the glans of his dick actually touched the distended and engorged lips of her now incredibly wet pussy in one spot, since her hand wasn't covering all of it.

That suddenly made her nervous. "Alan, just what do you think you're doing?! Tiger? Please don't put your big, fat thing in Mommy! That would be so very, very naughty!"

He wasn't sure if she was being encouraging or discouraging - her words and demeanor sent out a very mixed message. She sounded genuinely distressed, even though it was obvious that she was using terms like "big, fat thing" and "Mommy" to further turn him on.

It was possible that even she wasn't sure whether she wanted him to stop or not.

Suddenly, she got the idea that she needed to make sure his dick didn't go into her vagina by keeping her hands on it. She grasped his boner tightly, and said, as if speaking to it, "Naughty, naughty cock! Look where you're going, or there could be an accident!"

Alan thought, There's definitely gonna be an accident! This is too exciting! I'm gonna cum for sure! However, he clenched his PC muscle, and that helped him just enough to delay an imminent eruption.

Susan's hand began sliding up and down his extremely wet shaft. She told herself, This thing is dangerous! As long as it's in this condition, it could slide into my pussy at any time! My MOMMY pussy! I can't let that happen, and get boned and plowed and FUCKED by my own son!

No, my only option is to remove the threat. Just like detonating a hidden mine before it can cause damage, I need to make Tiger cum before his cock pokes deep inside me and fills me with his sweet, fertile seed! And that means I need to get him to ejaculate! YES!

She stroked his shaft with a passion. Her fingers raced up and down it so quickly they were a blur.

This excited Alan so much that he suddenly lost all control. He pulled back and clenched his PC muscle as hard as he could in a desperate attempt to stop his impending orgasm, but it was too late. His cum shot out in torrents, aimed right at her bush from mere inches away.

But she didn't like that, so she stepped back too.

As a result, his ropes of cum spurted with tremendous force, splattering all over her body. He was so excited from such a long buildup that it felt as if his cum would never end. Since they were both standing, most of his cum hit her in her crotch, but he also got a lot on her legs, hips, and tummy. A few stray streaks even made it all the way up to her huge tits.

The sheer number and duration of his cum firings further excited Susan, finally giving her a powerful orgasm of her own. In fact, it was so overwhelming that she fell to the floor.

By the time Alan was done, it seemed as if Susan was lying in a pool of his cum. He'd left a trail of semen centered on her pussy as he'd pulled away. Even her ass had somehow gotten sticky with his spermy cream.

He was amazed at just how much he'd cum - it must have been a dozen ropes. He was sure he'd never cum that much before in his life. He wondered if it was because he was so close to actually fucking her (at least in proximity, if not in intention). Susan certainly looked like she'd just been fucked, if not gang-banged by a whole group of men.

However, as soon as Alan finished cumming, both his and her moods changed completely.

Susan sat up and cried out, "My God, Alan, what the heck have we done? That was supposed to just be a massage! You nearly... Why, you nearly... You know what you nearly did! Leave me now, before you get any other crazy ideas!"

But he countered, "No, I didn't! I really wasn't going to do that. Really! I just got too excited and kind of shot off in that direction."

Susan looked at him accusingly, but softened a bit as she read the expression on his face. She stood up, trying to cover her sticky pussy and tits as she did so. "Well, that may be. But still, we went too far! What happened to the non-erotic massage?! What if my husband - who is also your father - were to see me like this?! What would he think seeing his wife's bush matted down with her son's sperm?"

She came closer, putting her hands on his shoulders, which meant she couldn't cover up anymore. She looked into his eyes imploringly. "Tiger, I need you to be strong for me. I need you to know when to stop because sometimes I don't know when to say no. How did we start with an innocent massage and end with your mother completely naked and dripping in tasty, gooey, pearly sperm? That's not right!"

"I'm sorry, Mom. I'll be better next time, I promise."

"There won't be a next time!" She picked up her clothes and left in a huff.