6 Times a Day

Casey [3 / 3] 4K words

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Alan had to walk home since he'd been driven to school in the morning and Susan wasn't there to pick him up. He didn't mind that much though. He walked slowly to allow his body and penis to recover from all the wild sex. As he walked, his mind filled with regrets over what he'd done with Heather and the others.

He thought, Just yesterday I'd made a vow to steer clear of those exact people so I could spend more quality time with the ones I really love. So what do I do? I go and fuck Kim yesterday, and the rest of the other cheerleaders today. What's worse, I've added a gorgeous new girl. Simone seems as affected as the others by my fucking. What gives with that? Are all the other guys in school really that pathetic at sex? The way everyone is fawning over me lately is absolutely nuts! Whatever. I guess I can't understand it.

The relevant point is, I've dug myself into an even deeper hole. The problem is, now I have to go home and pay the piper. At least I can take my time walking there. That'll give me a chance to recover.

I know exactly what's gonna happen when I get home from school. Mom vowed that she would take it easy and resort to nothing but stealth stroking for the rest of the day, but that's soooo not gonna happen. She's gonna be in serious cock withdrawal by the time I get there. It's a Tuesday, for crying out loud. And the anal sex this morning only partially sated her, because that means she hasn't sucked my dick since yesterday. That's bad. Well, in a relative sense anyway. She'll be needy, despite her desire to give me a break.

He figured his mother would be all over him. However, he thought Katherine would also be home by then. Since he still wanted to take things easy, he hoped to get his sister to deflect their mother's attention and considerable sexual energy.

He also thought about how Susan was singing the Monty Python song "Every Sperm Is Sacred" off and on for much of the morning before he left for school. With that in mind, he walked a little bit out of his way, stopped by a music store, and bought a CD with that song on it.

When he got home, Susan was in the kitchen wearing one of her erotic aprons while cooking up some banana fritters for her children. She seemed pretty mellow and motherly, even though she looked more like a porn star playing a mother role. Not surprisingly, she was again wearing high heels.

Despite not wanting to trigger her lust, he couldn't help but joke, "Nice shirt!" The joke was that although her apron covered up a bit of skin here and there, her huge rack was completely exposed.

She immediately raised her perfectly shaped globes and caressed them in a very sensual and titillating manner. "You approve? I'm being kind of naughty wearing this, since you told me to behave."

"That's okay. I can still look, can't I?" He gave her a hug and a friendly peck on the cheek before asking, "What are you making?"

His hand lingered on her bare ass cheeks, since he couldn't completely suppress his response. He told himself that as long as he didn't get an erection, it would be okay.

She answered, "Cookies. They're almost done, and I know you like them. Oatmeal-raisin. But is that how you're going to greet me, with a timid little kiss like your father would have given me? I'm hurt. I've been waiting for you all day, and you're so late from school... No doubt you were fucking a whole bevy of cheerleaders while keeping your ugly mommy waiting." She pouted with dramatic flair while striking a very sexy pose.

He thought, Little does she know just how true that is! Minus the ugly mommy part, of course. He kissed her on the cheek again and fondled her ass some more, but that was it. He stepped back out of range. "Please don't call yourself that. And I'm in homework mode. Remember?"

She looked at him and her eyes went wide. "You DID, didn't you?! Don't lie to your mother; mommies always know when their children lie."

Stalling for time, he asked, "What?"

"Don't play dumb! I can still smell your cum. I'd recognize that mouth-watering scent anywhere." She sniffed the air carefully, her nostrils flaring. "And I smell freshly fucked pussy. More than one." But she wasn't angry at all. "Mmmm! How many were there?"

He admitted with some embarrassment, "Um, four." That led to the realization, Geez, I must really need a shower.

"Four?! Gaawwwd! FOUR?! That gets me SO HOT!" Her mellow mood was gone and she was starting to pant, just from hearing that one fact. There was a wild look in her eyes, and her bare tits started heaving. "All cheerleaders?"

"Uh, three of them were."

"Damn!" She bit her lip as she tried not to get too excited. It reminded Alan of how Heather had done the same thing a short time before.

"By the way, Mom, maybe you should go put some more clothes on. Would you do that for me?"

"But you just said this is okay." She put both hands behind her head and struck another sexy pose.

He moaned quietly to himself. Jesus! Have mercy! He pointed out, "I know what I said, but now I feel an erection coming on, and we can't have that. Not with all the homework I've gotta do."

She leaned way over, as if checking his crotch for any sign of engorgement there. But really she just wanted her boobs to dangle down and come together, forming a vast cleavage. She wanted him to get fully erect so he would need her 'help.' "Hmmm. I don't see anything."

"Trust me, it's happening. Especially if you stay bent over like that. Can you please stand up straight?"

She suddenly stood up ramrod straight, as if in a military attention posture with her arms at her sides, but she arched her back slightly to thrust her hefty melons up and out. "Whatever you say. My pleasure comes from obeying your every word, and satisfying your every desire."

He put a hand on his forehead in resignation and sighed.

She pouted even more, "When you say you want me to put on some more clothes, you don't actually mean covering up my tits too, do you? That's just cruel." She broke from her stiff posture and alternately raised each boob, as if weighing them up for the first time. "My tits are so big that they practically DEMAND to be released from their cruel confinement. It's bad enough that you go pounding cheerleader cunt all afternoon, but don't make me put my tits in a cloth prison too!"

He asked with exasperation, "Can't you put something on them? Maybe something loose?" He could feel his dick getting stiffer by the second.

"No. Loose is bad. When the fabric occasionally rubs across my nipples, it gets them erect but you're not here for me to suck!" She put on a sad face that she knew he couldn't resist.

He actually had to look away, because she was getting to him that much. "What about something tight then?"

She pretended distress, clutching her hands to her chest, but in a way that only drew more attention to her bare breasts instead of covering them. "On no! That's even worse! Then the rubbing on my nipples is constant and I go out of my mind dreaming of sliding my lips all over your cock!"

He looked doubtful. He really didn't want to get too carried away sexually when he had dozens of hours of homework to make up. His dick had become completely erect, thanks to Susan's incredible body and her shameless posing, but he tried to hide it by casually draping his hands over his groin.

She saw his doubt, and reassured him, "Look, I'm good. I can behave. See how this apron covers my pussy?" She flipped up the apron so he could have a good, long look at the pussy in question. "And check out how it covers my ass." She turned and gave him a long flash of her fantastic ass, while she seductively rubbed it. "Two out of three ain't bad, right?"

Alan laughed. "What are you talking about?! It doesn't cover your ass at all! There's nothing but a big bow back there over bare skin."

"Oopsies! My bad." She ran her hands all over her bare ass cheeks, as if checking to see whether they were really covered or not. Finally she turned back around to face him.

He rolled his eyes. "Okay. You win. Stay dressed in that for now, if you must, but nothing more, okay? Or I guess I should say nothing less. And I suppose I would be remiss in my duties as a dutiful son not to 'get your attention' a little better." Giving in, he reached out and caressed her nearest bare ass cheek.

She purred with sheer delight at that.

He grinned. "But give my dick a break, okay?"

"Okay, so long as you give me a proper 'welcome home' kiss." She turned his way and held her arms out for him. She was well aware that he was attempting to hide his erection, and failing badly. She hoped she'd have her lips sliding back and forth over his sweet spot in a few minutes, if she could just push him a little further past his breaking point.

He fondled her ass and tits and wherever else he liked for the next couple of minutes. Somehow the straps of her apron fell down her shoulders and the bow at her back was untied, leaving her in nothing but her black high heels.

They engaged in a healthy dose of French kissing. Susan moaned and mmmm'd appreciatively the whole time. She gave his erection a break in the sense that she didn't drop to her knees and suck on it, and she didn't even stroke it with her hands, but she continually rubbed against it with whatever parts of her body were closest. More often than not, that meant bare hips while they were kissing, or bare ass when he was behind her.

She thought, Mmmm! He hasn't been home for ten minutes, and somehow he has me completely naked and shamelessly rubbing my body all over him, just like a cat in heat! In truth, she'd been responsible for nearly all of that, including making sure that her apron "accidentally" fell off, but she preferred to interpret it as his doing. He's completely unstoppable. I'll bet that before long, he'll be balls-deep in my cunt, cumming in me mere minutes after coming home! This is my fate, to be my son's sex-toy mommy!

At one point between kisses, he looked to the apron, now crumpled on the floor, and said, "By the way, Mom, I noticed you really like to wear erotic aprons, don't you? Is there a special reason for that?"

She replied, "Well, it's functional, since I do so much cooking and cleaning, and it's sexy too. The main thing though is that I know it turns you on."

As he caressed the undersides of her immense globes, he asked, "But that's not all there is to it, is there? Don't you have a special thing for them too?"

She was abashed with embarrassment, but nonetheless replied, "It's true. I love 'em! Lord help me, I love 'em so much! Whenever I wear one, it reminds me that I'm one of your sex pets AND I'm your mother too. It's kind of a tie between the old prudish me, who raised you, and the new me, who raises your cock, and keeps it that way!" She reached a hand inside his shorts and firmly held his boner.

But he held her wrist and pulled her hand out. "Now, Mom, you promised to behave."

"Oh, poo! You horse-cocked meanie!" Despite that "insult," she clearly wasn't upset, if the scorching kiss she then gave him was anything to go by. She grasped his ass with both hands, making sure he was tightly pressed against her, so she could at least still rub his cock with her body.

He thought she'd finished answering his question, but after that kiss ended, she added, "There's another thing too. I love the symbolism of it. An apron is the kind of thing a maid wears. Someone who serves you. And the erotic part makes clear than any woman who wears this is a sexy slut who lives to sexually satisfy her man! If you really want to surprise me with a nice present one day, give me a French maid outfit that leaves my tits and ass exposed! Mmmm! I could spend the whole afternoon slurping and bobbing on my knees in one of those!"

Her own words got her so worked up that she French kissed him again, and with even more passion.

Once he was able to get a word in edgewise, he said, "You have a French maid outfit. You wore it this morning, and it was great!"

"True, but they come in all kinds of different shapes and sizes. And that one covers up a bit too much for my tastes."

He had to laugh, because he thought back to how very little that outfit covered. Man, I love how Mom has changed. She's so awesome!

After a while, as she kept on grinding her body against him, and in particular against his boner, she moaned, "Tiger, I'm so PROUD of you! You really showed those cheerleaders their place, didn't you? Which ones were they?"

"Um, Mom, I can't kiss and tell." He was hoping that things wouldn't go too far if he mostly just stood there, with the exception of his roaming hands. But she was more than making up for his lack of movement by gyrating wildly against him.

At the moment, she had her back to him and seemed to be trying to massage his cock by trapping his bulge in between her ass cheeks and sliding her ass up and down it. Remarkably, it was working. She panted, "You mean you can't FUCK and tell! I just think of you flipping up those short little cheerleader skirts and taking on the whole team, one by one, while the others wait for their turn, and it makes me, well, SO HOT!"

She giggled, knowing full well that she said "so hot" a lot, but that was exactly how she felt. After churning her ass a bit too much from side to side, his thinly-covered boner slipped out of her ass crack. She turned around so she could rub her big breasts on his chest some more, while feeling his hot erection pulsing against her lower abdomen near her cunt.

She panted, "Tell me the names of the cheerleaders who had to wait their turn to get fucked! Did they kiss and finger each other while they waited, watching and drooling, talking about their love for your big cock? Have they sworn off all other men yet?"

He chuckled. "Mom, it's not like that. And I can't tell you who they are."

She kissed him hotly yet again, thrusting her tongue down his throat. But just as suddenly, she switched to licking his face instead. "Okay, you don't have to name names. I know you're fucking the entire cheerleading squad, so I can guess well enough anyway. But you know I live vicariously through your sexual exploits. Can you give me some hints as to what you did to them?"

"Yeah, I suppose there's no harm in that. I met this beautiful black girl. She looks really exotic, really sexy. Stacked, too. She's got D-cups at least, probably more. I fondled her tits while Heather sucked my cock. Er, I mean one of the cheerleaders did." He realized that last comment was useless, since Susan already knew from Katherine and Amy that the head cheerleader, Heather, had a close girlfriend who was black.

"WOW!" Although Susan was still wildly rubbing her entire body against him, she was actually showing great restraint in that she hadn't made another attempt to stick her hand in his shorts. But now her eyebrows went up because she suddenly could feel his cockhead burning directly against her skin. All her sliding and rubbing had managed to slowly slide his shorts down his legs.

She tried hard to not react to that, lest he decide that things were going too far. She just kept right on rubbing all over him, with even greater success, due to the skin-to-skin contact. "Tell me more! A stacked black girl! So exciting! I want you to tame a busty babe from every race. What were the other two doing?"

"Well, I took turns kissing them while still fondling the big tits of the new girl, and sometimes kissing her too. Before long, we were all naked, and I pretty much did whatever I wanted with all three girls. But I mostly concentrated on the new girl."

"SO HOT!" Susan panted excitedly. She thought about how she and Brenda had shared a cheerleader fantasy about him earlier in the day. It wasn't a perfect match, but it was the same general idea. She wanted to tell him all about it, but that could wait - she sensed his resistance was crumbling and her mouth would be stuffed with his cock-meat before long. She asked, "And what about Heather?"

"She just kept on sucking my dick. I tried to act like she wasn't even there, but that somehow inspired her to suck me even better than before."

Susan wanted to scream for joy, she loved that news so much. "I can imagine! Because you were showing you were in total control!" I hope he gets in the habit of acting like I'm not there when I suck his cock sometimes. Like if he's watching a good TV show or movie while I kneel naked between his legs, like a good big-titted mommy should. That would really put me in my place and keep me there, gagging and slobbering on his fat knob for hours!

He'd been feeling a growing amount of stimulation of his hard-on, but he hadn't been thinking about it closely, probably because he didn't want to have to stop the fun. However, he couldn't fail to notice when his shorts reached his knees. He looked down and snorted with amusement when he saw Susan's fingers curled around his shaft, sliding all over it.

He knew he had to stop her and get started with his homework. But that was easier said than done. He tried to at least discourage her some. "Um, Mom? Remember about taking it easy?"

She looked down at her hand with an apologetic expression, yet made no attempt to even slow down the way she was pumping on his hot pole. "Sorry. I want to stop, really, but I'm only human. Your story is just TOO HOT! Anyway, what happened next?!"

"Well, the four of us stood there like that for a long time, with Heather on all fours sucking my cock."

"She was on all fours?! Naked too, I hope?!"

He nodded.

"Oh Gaawwwd! YES!" She practically had an orgasm, and would have if there had been a hand on her pussy mound.

He chuckled at her enthusiasm, as well as the way her other hand began fondling his balls. "And then I laid down and the girls started sharing my dick. At one point, three of the cheerleaders had their lips and tongues on it."

"OH YEEEESSSS!" Susan did cum this time, although Alan was only fondling her tits at the time. It wasn't a big one, but it was very nice just the same. Even as she kept on stroking his boner, she started sliding down his body so she could get started on a blowjob. She hadn't intended to do that, but hearing about three cheerleaders orally servicing him at once made it all but impossible for her not to try to suck him off.

Alan was extremely turned on, but unfortunately for Susan, her attempt to get to her sucking reminded him not to get too carried away. As she fell to her knees, he abruptly took a couple of steps backward. That forced her to let go of his hard-on.

His heart was pounding hard, and he was flying high with an erotic buzz. Nevertheless, he strengthened his resolve not to spend all his time on sex. "Sorry, Mom. Things are getting a bit out of control here. I've really gotta go upstairs and work. But we can play later, okay?"

She stayed on her knees in a submissive pose with her hands pinned behind her back, still hoping to sway him. "Wait! It looks like you're kind of worked up. You can't study in that condition. Why don't you let me blow you for a while? Then you can study with a clear head." She opened her mouth in a perfect 'O' shape and wiggled her tongue out at him.

He was breathing heavily. "How long is a while?"

She looked away, because she wasn't being completely honest. "Oh, whatever. It doesn't have to be that long, if you want..."

"Yeah, right. Knowing you, you'll keep me on the edge for an hour or more. Sorry, not today. I REALLY have to do my homework. Later! Please!"

"Oh, POO!" She was in full-on pout mode as she picked up her apron and then stood up and put it back on. "I'm going to hold you to that promise that you'll play with my naked body later though, and I do literally mean I'm going to hold you to it." She winked and mimicked jacking him off with a hand pumping in the air. "But when can I hear the rest of your cheerleader-taming story?"

"That'll have to be later too. Okay?"

"Okay. I'm gonna hold you to that too! There's going to be a lot of holding of things." She licked her lips knowingly at his erection, which was poking straight at her, since his shorts were still way down his legs. "But tell me, how many of them did you fuck in the end?"

He quipped, "In the end? None. but in the pussy? Two. Heather and the busty new girl."

"OH GOD! WOOOO! WOOO HOOO!" Susan was so excited that she spun around in a complete circle. That caused her big globes to fly around and nearly hit her in the face.

He just grinned and shook his head a little bit. Man, Mom is a total nympho!

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