6 Times a Day

'Someone' Special [ 13 / 20 ]

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Susan abruptly changed the subject. "Speaking of the joy of sharing, just before you called, I was fantasizing about all of the things he could be doing with the cheerleader squad right now. I have this image of the six cheerleaders all lined up, naked and kneeling, with him standing in front of them, sternly inspecting them. He walks up to one you know about named Heather and pops his cock into her mouth while generally running his hands all over her body. Since she's the squad leader, he wants to make an example of her first. Once he pulls back after fucking her face for a minute or two, she pledges her eternal loyalty to him."

Brenda complained, "Don't just say that. Go into detail! What does she say exactly?! And what's she doing as she says it?"

Susan chuckled. "Okay. First, she bends down and silently licks his feet. The other cheerleaders are shocked, because Heather is known as a world-class bitch who doesn't answer to anybody. Then she lifts her head back to his crotch and resumes fondling his balls, stroking his shaft, and licking his sweet spot. As she does all that, she mutters, 'Alan, I just want you to know, I've told my boyfriend to take a hike. I'm pledging my eternal loyalty to you! I don't care how many other girls I have to share you with. My cunt, my cocksucking lips, my busty body - they all belong to you and only to you!'"

Brenda groaned lustily. "Oh. Hot! Hot, hot, hot! What are the others doing?!"

"Oh my goodness! Speaking of hot, they watch in utter disbelief! They're all on all fours, leaning fowards on their hands to make their big tits dangle down and look even larger. So they can't masturbate, but their arousal soars higher and higher! But what's most amazing is that this could actually be happening in real life, even as I speak!"

Brenda shrieked, "SHUT UP!" She realized how rude that sounded, and quickly added, "Sorry! There I go again! I don't mean that literally, but more like stop talking because I can't take how incredibly arousing it all is! Except don't listen to me! Don't stop!"

Susan laughed. "Don't worry, I get your general gist. He's so pleased that he rubs his stiff erection across Heather's face and even slips it back into her mouth for a little reward. She moans like the bitch in heat that she is! But she can only bob on it for a little while, because he's got the others to take care of. He goes down the line, doing the same to each of them. He's a naughty tease, fucking their faces just long enough for them to desperately crave more. Each one in turn pledges her total loyalty to him."

Susan was huffing and puffing as she got carried away with her own story. "Before long, it's a cocksucking free-for-all! Most of the team crowds around his crotch. But there isn't enough room, so one of them licks his ass crack and another stands up and locks lips with him! The entire team has found new purpose: serving their master!"

Brenda's hands were going wild on her tits and cunt. "Yes! I love it! What happens next?"

"That's as far as my daydream has gotten. But who knows? Maybe he'll fuck one of their asses or cunts while the others are only allowed to watch." Susan vividly imagined him doing just that, fucking them one after another, as they waited patiently in a row for their turns.

Brenda added eagerly, "He should tie her up first! Tie them all up! And give 'em a good spanking!"

Susan gently teased, "It sounds like someone is imagining herself as one of his busty cheerleader cunts."

Brenda laughed. "True! Too true. But you should talk. All that face fucking, and pledges of eternal loyalty? Who could that be?"

Susan laughed too. "Okay, you got me. But I love the idea of him doing it to all the cheerleaders too."

Brenda let out a husky purr. "Mmmm! Me too! Do you really think he's done something like that?"

"I don't know. Probably not. He doesn't tell us much, saying he shouldn't 'kiss and tell.' But it's possible."

"Yeah, it is. Very possible! And that excites me." Brenda was still riding a great erotic buzz while playing with her slit, but she asked more seriously, "Why is that? I would ask 'Why don't we get jealous,' but I do get jealous. Yet it 'hurts so good.' It's odd. I get the feeling that if I were his only lover, I wouldn't be nearly as obsessed and aroused by him all the time. It would be more of a typical, boring relationship. The fact that we have to share him helps make things wonderfully crazy, kind of fostering a sense of friendly competition."

"Yeah, that's true," Susan agreed. "I can't say I understand how it works, but it does. Emphasis on 'friendly' though. Like you said, whenever he cums, it's a victory for all of us."

"I wish someone could explain the psychology of it," Brenda mused, even as she kept on idly playing with herself. "It goes against everything that's supposed to happen with sexual relationships."

Susan replied, while also continuing to finger her pussy, "I'm no psychologist, that's for sure. But I'd guess it has something to do with the wildness of it all. It's like we're living in an over-the-top erotic story, like that 'Built for One Thing' story we read together yesterday. Tiger is wonderful, of course, but I think what we're feeling isn't all just because of what he does. It's because he's, like, a vessel. We have all these powerful sexual feelings and fantasies that we keep buried deep inside us, and with him somehow it's okay for them to come out."

"That's so true!" Brenda heartily agreed. "I feel like I've been some kind of sex bomb, waiting to go off."

Susan said in a husky voice, "You are a sex bomb. Rrrawrrr!"

Brenda giggled. "Thanks. But I don't mean it like that. I mean I've had all these repressed sexual feelings, especially submissive feelings. It was like I was ready to explode, and I didn't even know it. And now that I'm giving in to those urges, it's the best feeling in the world!"

Susan said, "Boy, do I know what you mean! We have such similar histories of our years of sexual frustration."

Brenda responded, "We do! And the more I give in to these sexual urges, the better I feel! I honestly can't get enough. It's got me thinking that maybe there are powerful societal pressures keeping people from going wild sexually, because if everyone did it, then who would keep the economy going? But you and I, we're basically the idle rich. We can indulge ourselves to the fullest."

"That's true. Between that and our years of sexual drought, maybe that's why we two seem to be even more into keeping Tiger's cock happy all the time than the others?"

Brenda nodded to herself. "It's possible. Speaking of which, do you think I could, uh... I don't mean to be pushy, but would it be at all possible for me to come over and help you help Alan later?"

She quickly went from shy to enthusiastic. "Just think if he were to come home today and finds you and me kneeling in nothing but matching high heels, ready to spend the rest of the afternoon jointly worshipping his mighty cock!"

Susan sped up the pace of her masturbation upon hearing that. "That sounds like a really great idea. I love that we got to lick his cock together at the fashion show, but it was for a frustratingly short time. It would be heavenly to do it non-stop for a couple of hours. Taking turns getting our mouths impaled by his shaft, then holding him deep and sucking him with all our might! Or going to town with both our tongues on his sweet spot, while our hands slip and slide all over his great fat pole! We could do that for ages. Mmmm! Or have him fuck our tits-"

Brenda excitedly interrupted, "There's so much we could do with our tits! He could suck your nipples while he fucks my tits, or vice versa! He could even fuck both pairs of our girls at once by squeezing between all four of them!" She hefted her massive boobs as if they were half encasing Alan's cock. Of course, Susan couldn't see that, but she was doing it for herself.

Susan sighed longingly, while also briefly groping her only slightly smaller G-cup boobs with both hands. "That sounds wonderful. I love my big girls. I love that he loves them. I wanna rub them all over his face! Mmmm... As for this afternoon, I'd be delighted to have your help keeping his cock hard and throbbing with arousal from the minute he gets home all the way until dinner. But unfortunately, that can't be."

Brenda's fondling hands suddenly froze. "Oh no! Why not?"

"It turns out that he's got a big backlog of homework to do. He's falling so far behind in his classes that he's seriously worried. This morning, he told me to sexually wear myself out all day long, so I'd be able to leave him alone when he comes home. I've been meaning to tell you that your phone call has been a big help with that. To be honest, I've been playing with myself for most of the call!" She'd stopped masturbating to give Brenda the bad news, but now she resumed.

"Really? To be honest, so have I!" Brenda also resumed her self-fondling. "I must admit that my fingers are soaked."

They both chuckled at their identical confessions. Susan playfully chided, "You naughty girl, you."

Brenda let out a sign of frustration as she considered her rejected plans. "That's too bad. We could have had such great fun. But don't tell me he'll be so busy with homework that he's not going to cum all afternoon?!"

"Oh, heavens no! I'll try to tempt him to at least have a quick blowjob or titfuck or two when he comes through the door. But if he's not game, or even if he is, we'll probably try some 'stealth stroking' afterwards. I forget if I've told you about that already, but that's where he sits and reads a book or something relaxing like that, or even does homework, while one of us jacks him off under the table. The key is to do it in a mellow sort of way so his boner can be kept aroused for hours without him losing his concentration."

"What a GREAT idea!" Brenda wanted to invite herself to help with that too, but she forced herself not to, for fear of being too pushy. "I sure hope it works out. Would you mind if I call you later to kind of check in, to find out if his cock is being well tended?"

"Sure. Call as much as you like. These phone calls are great fun. They help inspire me to be the best big-titted, cocksucking mommy I can be. And by the way, if I ever don't answer your call right away, don't worry. That almost certainly means that my mouth is occupied with a very important task, if you know what I mean."

"I do! I do!" Brenda made a lewd slurpy noise.

They shared another laugh.

The phone call ended a short time later after some more sex-related small talk. Neither of them had a climax during the call, but they had both maintained a high level of sexual arousal for a prolonged time. Susan reminded Brenda that, if nothing else, she had Wednesday's poker party to look forward to, and that ended the call on a hopeful note.

Susan went right back to making her sandwich. As she chopped the lettuce, she thought, Brenda's great. I love that she gets it. She's serious about being an excellent sex toy for him. Sometimes I think I'm going too far with the way I pamper my son, especially sexually, but then I think about Brenda and realize I'm probably not going far enough!

I've been insisting that she shouldn't be here very much, lest she take precious time away from the rest of us, but I think it's time to rethink that. Tiger has such great needs. Now that I've warmed up to the double blowjob idea, that changes everything when it comes to sharing. Two or even three women working together to keep his ten thick inches stiff and coated in saliva and cum is going to become the new normal, I imagine.

I love the idea of having her spend the entire afternoon helping me lick and stroke his big cock. That doesn't take any sexy fun time away from me. Too bad about all his homework or I would have invited her over today. But I'm sure there will be plenty of other days she can help like that.

She hummed a happy tune as she worked. All seemed well in her world.