6 Times a Day



'ReaperCrew' Special - [3/10] Chapters.

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Susan exclaimed, "I love them all, but thank goodness!" She ostentatiously licked her lips. "Mmmm. Just me and my handsome 'man of the house' Tiger. Finally!"

Alan said, "I know what you mean."

Her hands reached for his growing penis. She said, "I was afraid to get this big boy started while they were here, or they would never have left. But now it's just you and me and..." she looked down at his erect penis and smiled. Her hands flew up and down its wetness, making sexy squishy noises.

But then she remembered he hadn't eaten. "Should we do this later? I could cook up something quickly."

He motioned to Amy's gifts that had been left within arm's reach. "For now, I'd love to just subsist on ice cubes and whipped cream. And cum, of course."

"Oh, yes! Tiger! Me too! You have to fuck me so good now! I'm so ready! I'll get the blindfold." She reached for the blindfold on the floor at the edge of the bed with one hand, and kept her other hand pumping her son's erection.

"Okay, but this ice is just the perfect thing for driving you mad while delaying your orgasms. Remember that you can't cum until I say so."

"Oh dear. I forgot that already. Okay! That'll be painfully fun. But only if you fuck me... Let's see... You still have six more times to go tonight to reach ten!"

He groaned, but in a good way. "Six more? Dear mother of God! Someone give me strength!"

He dove back into the bounty of his mother's body. His penis was very erect, but still too sensitive for him to want anything more than gentle touching and fondling. So they just played around some more for a while.

He looked at her hand pumping up and down, and asked, "Don't you ever get tired? I get tired just watching you. You've been like an Energizer bunny all night, not counting the one nap."

"Of course I get tired. But I don't care! Tiger, you don't understand! This is my night, my one big night. Since I'm never going to marry again, this is probably the closest thing I'll have to a honeymoon. I know you and I, we'll have many, many incredible days and nights in the years to come. I'm sure we'll top our sex with both quality and quantity as our bodies become more attuned to each other. But there's only one first time. When I'm old and grey on my death bed, I'll bet I'll look back on this as my fondest memory."

"Wow. I don't know what to say. That's a lot of pressure."

She stopped her stroking so she could look him in the eyes with her full concentration. "No, no, no. Don't take it like that. It's not the specific things you say or do that make me so happy. You can fart and belch and burp and I'll still think it's great, because I'm in love! I didn't know it's possible for a mother to fall heads-over-heels in love with her own son, but I have. The fact that we did it, that our joining is complete in every possible way, that's what I'm going to treasure always."

"God, Mom. Wow. I've been waiting for this for a long time, too. I'm heads-over-heels in love with you, too, and I know I'm also never going to forget this night. I know that everything about our lives lately has been so crazy. Totally wild, in and out of bed. But I can handle it, because whatever happens, I know that you're my rock. My strength. I know that you're always going to be there for me, caring and loving. You're the wind that fills my sails and keeps me going, you really are."

He knew that some of the others were probably listening through the video and might get jealous, but at the moment he didn't care. He had to express how he felt.

Tears started to roll down her cheeks, as they had earlier in the evening. "Oh, Tiger! You're making me cry again. You're so mean." But she was grinning from ear to ear.

"Tears of joy, I hope?"

"Of course! Quick, distract me before I completely go to pieces."

He pretended to twirl a waxed mustache. "Hmmm. You're giving me all kinds of evil ideas. I think I can think of something suitably distracting." His dick, though erect, was still sore, and he knew her pussy was sore too. So he scooted down her body, planning to eat her out by focusing on the outside parts that were in better shape.

A couple of minutes later, Alan was in the middle of happily eating out Susan's pussy when Katherine knocked on the door.

He growled, "Sorry, we don't want any!"

But Katherine was persistent. She said through the door, "I know, sorry to bug you. But it's your friend Sean on the phone. He says he absolutely has to talk to you. It's a matter of life or death!"

With a heavy sigh, Alan said, "Okay, fine. This had better be good, though." He pulled his face out of his mother's crotch, wiped it (mostly) clean of pussy juices with a towel, and then sat up on the edge of the bed and picked up the phone there.

Katherine remained outside the door, trying to listen.

"Hey, Sean. What is it?"

His friend said through the phone, "Alan! Dude! You'll never believe it! The most fucking incredible, amazing, gob-smackingly, mind-blowing experience has happened to ME! I just got back from Xania's place in L.A., and holy shit! What a woman! I just had to call and say thanks! A million thanks!"

Alan was happy for his friend, and would have been a whole lot happier if they'd talked at a different time, but now he was more chagrined to be interrupted. "No problem. But this is the emergency?"

He looked over at Susan, who was patiently waiting for him, mostly. However, her hands were getting increasingly frisky. He thought, "Sean, I'd love to talk, but I'm in the middle of fucking my mother right now. Can I call you later?" As if I could ever say that!

Sean exclaimed, "Sorry, dude, I know it's late and everything, but I just had to tell somebody, and you're the only one I can tell! I'm so wiped out, but so HIGH ON LIFE! DUDE!"

Alan laughed a little and thought, I know EXACTLY how you feel. One of his hands lazily drifted from Susan's tits down to her clit and bush, while her hands explored all over his chest. "That's great, Sean, I can relate. But let's talk tomorrow. I'm really busy." Fucking my mom! I can't get over even thinking that! "Let's talk tomorrow at school. I've got even more plans for you. Goodnight."

Before Alan could disconnect, Sean raved, "Even more? No way! You're beyond god-like! Tell me they involve Heather! I'm doing all of this for Heather, you know. I have to be worthy for her."

Alan thought, And that's exactly the "please let me lick your feet" attitude that completely bores her, my friend. She shouldn't even question whether you're worthy of HER; you have to keep her scrambling to remain worthy of YOU. But you're so far from that that you wouldn't even understand it if I were to explain it to you. I hope Xania was able to at least make some headway on changing your approach to Heather, but I fear not.

Susan nibbled on Alan's ear right next to the phone. She knew it would make him nervous, and enjoyed seeing him squirm a little.

Alan wanted to get off the line right away, before he made some sensual moans that would make Sean wonder. He said, "Relax, Dude. Tomorrow. Get some rest. Bye." He hung up before Sean could go on even more enthusiastically.

He looked at Susan while smiling from ear to ear for his friend. "That's Sean for ya. It's so much better to give than to receive, don't you think, Mommy?"

Susan wasn't in much mood to talk.

His hand that had drifted to her clit stayed there, and was really working her.

She made a loud "MMMM!" through clenched teeth, but Alan doubted it had anything to do with what he'd been saying about Sean. Her mouth drifted down from his ear and nibbled gently along his neck.

Alan was worked up and he had a great big hard-on, but his penis still wasn't ready for fucking. So he suggested, "I think it's time for the ice, Mommy. Don't you?"

"Yes! So good!" She was practically climaxing already, and they'd hardly even started.

He had her put her blindfold back on, so she wouldn't have any idea what he'd do next. He said, "Lie down and keep still. Don't move an inch unless I explicitly tell you to."

She gladly got into position. "Yes! What kind of naughty things will you force your mother to do now?"

He picked up the bowl of ice cubes and set them on the bed right next to Susan's hips. The top ice cubes were mostly melted by now, but he was able to dig deeper into the bowl and find some that were wet but hadn't lost much of their shape. He just held one over Susan's left breast.

Almost immediately, a drop of the ice-cold water fell from the cube down to her enormous boob. He'd been hoping to hit her nipple, but just missed. But that didn't matter much.

Susan arched her back and groaned with tremendous lust. "Good Lord! Soooo so cold! Oh! Chills! You give me chills!"

He didn't respond. He figured the silent treatment would help her focus all her senses on the ice. He waited until she'd mostly recovered then held the ice cube over her chest again.

A few seconds passed, and another drop fell down, this time a perfect bulls eye right on the middle of her nipple.

"OH! AARGH! Jesus! Tiger, my love, what are you doing to me? So cold, but so good!" Her hands repeatedly started to go to her cold breasts, but she stopped them each time and forced her hands to cling to the bed sheets.

He smiled, and thought, This is too much fun, and I'm barely getting started. Why ARE most guys such horrible lovers? It's not like an ice cube costs any money or takes any effort. But let's see what else this can do. He picked up another cube with his other hand and held it over his mother's well-fucked pussy.

Another icy drop fell onto her left tit, causing a great shriek. But almost immediately afterwards, a drop from the other cube fell onto her pussy lips. He'd been aiming for her clit, but figured the lips were nearly as good.

"AAAAIIIIEEE! Oh no! I'm cumming! CUUUUMMMIIIINNNNNNGGGGGG! OOOOOHHHHH!" She screamed and screamed.

He took the ice cubes away, amused that a few drops of cold water could cause so much pleasure. He was intrigued to notice that his hard-on felt pleasure coursing through it even though it was untouched at the moment. Just enjoying her cum was a great thrill for him.

Once she'd finished her climax and more or less calmed down, he said, "Do you remember what I told you about warning me when you're going to cum. You've been bad again." He said the last part in a playfully taunting voice.

"I'm sorry! It's just that you control my body so well and so completely... I can't resist. Will you forgive me?"

He held a cube just over her right nipple now, and said, "No. Not until you've paid with a spanking." He watched a drop form, and timed the word "spanking" with the fall of the drop. That caused another great scream.

He thought, This is SOOO easy! Ice is awesome. Even better than chocolate frosting. Look at the way her whole body arches forward to eagerly meet the next drop, even while a part of her can't take it.

He said in his most commanding voice, "Mommy, raise your arms. Now. Pin your hands behind your head."

"Yes, Son. Mommy must obey. She just has to obey her well-hung son and service him or she gets a long, hard, naughty spanking!" It seemed that the mere idea of getting a spanking practically caused her to go off again.

He said, "Mommy, what if you service me great with long cocksucks and fucks as I use your busty body any way I like, but then I spank you anyway? Not because you deserve it, but just because I feel like it?"

"Oh! TIGER!" She loved that idea, and chills of excitement ran up and down her spine.

With her arms now locked behind her head, he placed an ice cube on her underarm and rubbed it along her skin. He knew that was one of her most sensitive areas.

She gritted her teeth and tried not to scream, but couldn't hold it in. She gave out a sort of panting scream as continued to struggle to control herself. Her chest was heaving mightily now, which was always a very impressive and arousing sight.