6 Times a Day

But then Xania said calmly, "Nice visualization exercise, but please, hold it right there."

It seemed Susan didn't hear, or didn't want to hear. Her eyes were closed and she was happy somewhere off in Alan Land.

So Xania repeated more forcefully, "Hold it right there!" That was easy for her to say, since she hadn't resumed masturbating like the other two had.

Susan's hands reluctantly came to a halt. "Hold it? What are you talking about? How am I supposed to stop?!" She sensed that with just a few more seconds of clitoral stimulation she could cum, but it would be rude to do so now after being told not to.

"That's good," Xania said benignly, as if it was no problem at all for Susan to start or stop again, just at a word. "We need you to complete some more exercises before you can cum."

"Okay, but hurry! I'm only human," she breathed, her chest heaving. "What is it, already?" Her fair-skinned orbs were flushed and crazily crashing into each other as she gasped for air.

Suzanne could see where Xania was going with this, which was keeping Susan delightfully frustrated at the edge of climax. Keeping her voice pitched low and sexy (and keeping her fingers rubbing her own clit), she spoke quietly to Susan. "First, take the dildo out of your ass."

"Why?" Susan asked plaintively.

"Don't ask, just do it." Suzanne ordered.

"Oh, poo!" Susan reluctantly complied.

Suzanne said, "Now, without cumming or touching yourself anywhere near your ass, cunt, or tits, I have another visualization exercise for you. Imagine that it's been a long day and you're working in the kitchen. Naturally, you're buck-naked."

Susan asked, "Can I wear an erotic apron? Or high heels?" She clenched her ass cheeks, trying to imitate the way high heels firmed up her legs and ass. Already, she was envisioning Alan coming up to her from behind, and she wanted to look her best for him.

"High heels, okay, but apron, no. You'll see why. Your big breasts are full of milk near to bursting, and you really need to be drained."

Susan instantly visualized herself in the fantasy Suzanne was describing. "Ooooohhhhh," She groaned, as if her breasts really were painfully full. She ran a hand back and forth across her tummy, since she wasn't allowed to touch herself in other places.

Xania told her, "You know how it feels walking around without a bra? It's like your breasts have a mind of their own. One of 'em wants to go one way and the other the other way. Now imagine those breasts feeling like they're twice as big and twice as heavy because they're full of milk! You're totally STACKED! So busty! Because of all that milk! It's like you've added two big balloons to your breasts, but they're full of creamy milk!"

Susan gasped, "Xania! I love it! Tell me more!" She was frustrated that she wasn't allowed to touch her privates. So she sat up and brought her upper body up against the back of the lounge chair and rubbed her erect nipples up against an edge. She figured she could do that until someone told her she couldn't. She hoped that could help relieve the imaginary pressure in her milk-heavy breasts, which felt very real to her, thanks to the vivid descriptions she was hearing.

Suzanne seemed to allow her rubbing, and continued, "Alan walks into the kitchen, in the buff. He's just gotten home from school and this is the first time you've seen him and his motherfucking cock all day."

Susan's eyes remained shut tight. "Is he hard?"

Suzanne grinned. "Susan! Who are we talking about here? Don't you know your own son? Of COURSE his cock is fully erect! Is it ever not throbbingly, massively erect, burning hot, and ready for a good sucking or hole stuffing?"

Susan's breath was growing ragged. "Oh! Yes! Yes, yes, YES! You're right! I'm sorry."

Suzanne asked her, "So what do you do? Do you sit down and watch TV?"

Susan laughed at that. "No!"

"Do you read a magazine?"

"NO!"

"Do you make him a sandwich?"

"Maybe later, but no! There's only one thing for me to do, and that's take care of his cock! Properly and extensively! Tiger needs to take advantage of his naked big-titted mommy! He's had a hard day at school, and he needs to relax by unloading all that yummy sperm in me and on me!"

"Very true," Suzanne said. "Does he first help you with your tits or your ass?"

Xania nodded to herself, Interesting little fantasy situation that Suzanne's cooked up there. I wonder how Susan will react to this scenario, especially since it may very possibly become a regular daily event for her. I don't live here and I don't know what's going on, but if I were Alan, when I'd come home from school I'd probably go straight to my "naked big-titted mommy!"

Susan asked while she continued to press her tits back and forth against the back of the lounge chair, "Can he do both?" The rubbing just barely failed to push her over the edge. "Maybe he could hold my tits from behind while he rubs his cock all over my ass?"

Suzanne grinned. "Of course he's going to do both of those things, and more. Much more! But the question is, what should he do first: suckle on your nipples or fuck your ass? Keep in mind that your breasts have grown even larger than Brenda's, thanks to all the milk building up in them."

"OH! Oh my goodness!"

In Susan's fantasy, she could see Alan standing in front of her with a tremendously massive erection pointing directly at her. However, she could also feel the insistent pressure in her extra large breasts too, as if they were really sloshing about with gallons of milk. If I bend over for him to put his cock in my butt, he won't be able to suck my nipples and drink my milk. But if I bring his mouth to my desperately needy nipples, he won't be able to put his cock in my butt like he needs to. Maybe I just need to slurp and suck on his cock for a while, until I make up my mind? Oh dear! Choices, choices! Mmmm! Yummy, spermy choices!

"Tiger, mommy has a little problem," a shut-eyed Susan confessed to her imaginary son, blushing a little as she squirmed around in need. "My ass is empty and my breasts are full." She started breathing even more heavily, her G-cup boobs rising and falling like mighty ocean waves in a storm. "Can you, can you sit in a chair facing me so I can sit on your lap? That way, I can sit on your big boner until it fills my ass up while you suckle at my teats. Hurry! They're about to burst with milky goodness!"

Suzanne was a little surprised by Susan's clever resolution of the conflict. She'd wanted to see which erogenous zone was more important to Susan, her tits or her ass, but she realized she wasn't likely to get a clear answer. So instead she whispered an idea to Xania, then sat on Susan's lounge chair between her thighs, and pulled those splayed thighs up over her own.

Suzanne scooted around until she had the dildo in her hand pointing right at Susan's asshole. Suzanne spread the orifice open ever so slightly with the tip of her plastic cock. Then she teased Susan until neither of them could take it anymore and she plunged it in. (She would have preferred to use a strap-on, but respected Susan's wishes not to.)

Susan pulled her best friend to her straining breasts, which Suzanne happily licked and sucked while pumping away in Susan's backside from the front.

Unable to resist Susan's boobs any longer, Xania settled in behind Susan and reached around, groping, fondling and squeezing Susan's breasts, even as Susan offered them up for Suzanne to suck on her nipples.

Suzanne gladly accepted the offer, again and again, with loud slurping sounds. Just to make Susan that much happier, she paused to say, "Mmmm, this milk is delicious!"

Susan practically swooned as she imagined herself really lactating.

The three of them greatly enjoyed the "Susan sandwich," as they called it. Suzanne eventually got the climax she craved, and then some, and so did Susan.

Xania was less of a focus in the trio at the moment. She was content simply to play with Susan's boobs as long as she could. Already, I'm feeling sad that I'll have to be leaving soon. Not only are these two total hotties, but they make sex non-stop fun!

Once the three of them were more or less recovered, Xania sat up and gave Susan a bit of a lecture. "It seems that your brain isn't just controlled by your tits. Your tits, cunt, and ass all vie for control over you. In fact, I find it rather amazing you can get any non-sexual thinking done at all. The way I look at it, there's a whole bunch of things turning you into an utterly divine creature of erotic pleasure."

She continued, "First of all, there's your age. At 37, you're reaching the peak of your sex drive. Since you've been so repressed all your life, your sex drive is absolutely exploding now that you've finally uncorked the bottle. Secondly, you're seriously in love. I don't know if you've ever really been in love before..." She let the comment hang to give Susan a change to respond.

Xania flicked her eyes briefly over at Suzanne, including her in this second point. Her glance said, This is just as true for you as it is for Susan. She'd heard that Suzanne had really loved Eric at the start of their marriage, but she guessed correctly that Suzanne's love for Alan was on a whole different level.

Susan answered, "No, not really. Not like this. I thought I was in love once, a long time ago, but I was deluding myself. I was more talked into marriage with my husband Ron than anything. People told me he was the perfect catch, and it's true that he IS a nice person. But I never had the all-consuming, burning, lusty passion I have now." Her eyes glazed over as her face took on a dreamy expression.

Suzanne meanwhile was thinking about her past loves. She was different from Susan in that she had been truly in love with her husband Eric at one time, but it seemed so long ago that she could barely recall it. She briefly thought about the painful events that drove her away from Eric, but she quickly banished that line of thought.

Xania replied to Susan, "Ah. I see. True love is also peaking for you along with your newfound lust. So what if it happens that the man you love is your own foster son? That just makes it all the better, doesn't it? This love sets up a positive feedback loop between your sexual urges and your romantic love, which only sends you spiraling higher and higher. So my advice is to just sit back and enjoy the ride."

Susan smiled widely. "I can do that! And it's going to be a long, fulfilling, bouncy ride, isn't it?" She churned her hips, indicating the type of "ride" she was referring to.

Xania grinned at that response. "It is. Third, and this is a big one, you're rejecting all the moral values which have held you down since you were a little kid. You played by the rules and did all the right things, but your uptight, conservative, Midwestern upbringing brought you a lot of sadness and a lack of fulfillment, didn't it?"

Susan nodded, suddenly sad.

"You did everything you were supposed to and married the ideal man, according to what everyone said, but you were left miserable, with a loveless marriage and an empty bed. This helps explain why the naughtier the sex, the more you love it. Every time you take your son's hefty cock inside your ass, cleavage, or mouth, you're reaffirming your rejection of everything you previously believed in and embracing your newly awakened self. Yes, what you're doing is very sexually submissive, but it's also profoundly liberating. Did you ever think while doing something really crazy with Alan or Suzanne or someone else, 'If they could only see me now'?"

"Only all the time! And you're right. It's such a great feeling. Shameful, yet invigorating! It makes me feel so alive!"

Xania nodded. "Well, there you go. Anal sex is one symbol of your transformation from an ignorant, prudish waste of a perfect body into your new self - a fully sexual woman who is vibrantly alive for the first time in her life! Love it! Revel in it. Rejoice! I know you're all about loving your family. You can love them just as much as ever, but even more now, because you can do it in a sexual way too! Get fucked in every hole as often as you can!"

Susan lay back, and it seemed as if every muscle in her whole body relaxed all at once, leaving her as contented as a purring kitten. She closed her eyes with a great big smile on her face. Mmmm... Love... Family love... Romantic love... Sexual love... All together! With Tiger, with Suzanne, with Angel, with Amy... And with so many more wonderful women to come, who he'll conquer with his cock and bring into our family! Our harem!