6 Times a Day

Drunk Dargon Special 🐉 [ 9 / 15 ]

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Taking advantage of Susan's briefly disengaging from him, Alan spun around in his desk chair. He turned to his computer and hit "save" for the document he was working on. As he spun back to face her again, he thought, Dang! "Resistance is futile" indeed.

His mind briefly flashed to the Star Trek character Seven of Nine and her impressive chest, but he proudly considered that even that actress couldn't match Susan's rack. Heh! Mom is way hotter! Just look at her kneeling there, with her big bare tits heaving with excitement. Unfuckingbelievable! And she says it's a must that I play with them!

Then he obliged her request by placing both hands on her mighty jugs. Aaaah! So awesome! So soft, so welcoming. This is like going home!

Susan similarly felt a wave of contentment wash over her as she felt him caress and fondle her 38G breasts. That's it, Tiger! God gave me these big things just so you could enjoy them, my love!

One of her hands closed around his dick again, causing her to sigh blissfully. "Mmmm! Milk me, Tiger! Drink the milk right out of my nipples, or my tits will just swell bigger and bigger. So full of milk! Suck me every day, just like I suck you." She got on one knee so her tits would be level with his mouth.

He pressed forward and sucked at her nipples. Of course, no milk came out.

For once, Susan was able to talk while Alan wasn't, so she continued describing her fantasies as she stroked his throbbing hard-on, once again with both hands. "Tiger, don't you agree that we big-titted women are meant to be fucked? The bigger the woman's tits, the more she needs to be fucked and sucked and licked by a naturally dominant man like you. Fucked and CONTROLLED! That's God's way. That's why I'm so glad you and Brenda have found each other. You need to fuck her at the party tomorrow night. She wants and needs you so much that you wouldn't believe it! Heck, her tits are so big that she deserves to be fucked all day long. Us women are going to have to give you a lot of help kneading her tit-flesh, because you can only do so much as just one man. Don't you agree?"

"Mmmm," he mumbled. He was too intent on sucking Susan's left nipple to stop and talk. At the same time, he was caressing the underside of her other boob to increase her stimulation.

She brought one hand down to play with his balls while continuing to stroke his shaft relentlessly with the other. "I can't understand you, Love. If you agree with what I'm saying, make one 'mmmm,' and if you disagree, make two."

"Mmmm."

"Oh goody! So you finally agree that I'm a big-titted slut made for nothing but cocksucking, and getting titfucked, fucked, and groped by my handsome son? I can't believe it that you finally understand me!" She giggled, knowing she was trying to verbally trick him while he couldn't speak.

"Mmmm mmmm." He strongly disagreed with that, even though he found it highly arousing. He didn't want to disrespect his mother and think of her in such a shallow manner. He well and truly loved her heart and mind as well as her body.

She giggled some more as her fingers kept sliding up and down, up and down. "You can't believe it either? I know. Isn't it so amazing?"

She whispered, as if confessing a deep, thrilling secret, "God, I love this cock! I could run my fingers over it all day long. When I think about how you fucked Suzanne today, watching from so close up... HNNNG! And your balls! So full of yummy sperm! MMMM!" She fondled both his cock and balls in a way that was highly arousing, yet also somehow loving and motherly.

Then she resumed in her usual voice, "You've put me in my place with your monster cock, and now I feel so happy there. Continually naked, except for my high heels. I really should buy kneepads, since I practically live down here!" She giggled.

In fact, she truly had intended to buy kneepads for some time now, but she hadn't yet had a chance to get to a sporting goods store. She figured there were practical reasons, such as if she ever had to suck his cock on a gravel surface, but mostly she loved the symbolism.

She continued, "As one of your personal cocksuckers, my prime task is sucking cock, like a good buxom mommy-slut should. Your cock! Mmmm... Except when it's buried in my cow tits, or up my ass, or-"

He had to stop suckling because he was being misunderstood, even though he knew she was doing it deliberately and playfully. "You're not a slut, okay? Don't say that already! And don't say 'whore' either, like you did this morning. I LOVE you. I can't love a whore. And there's so much more to you than your sexual side. You're the kindest person I know, and not just because you're my mom."

Since he'd stopped suckling, she said, "Time out. Let's get on the bed, okay? We can have even more fun there."

He nodded in eager agreement. He loved her big smile and her endless enthusiasm. He was fully hooked, his homework totally forgotten.

She waited until he sat up in bed with his back against the headboard. Then she kicked off her high heels and climbed up after him.

She assumed the position between his knees, flicking her tongue at the tip of his cockhead. "Tiger, look who's talking. Every time you say something kind like that, I get weak in the knees. Although that's not a really big problem, since I'm usually already on my knees, between your legs like this!" She giggled with glee.

She resumed aggressively stroking his shaft, then continued, "I'm so in love with you. And it's not just motherly love, no siree! It's also that naughty, physical, erotic love that mommies aren't supposed to have for their sons. But they just don't know what they're missing! I love that I can express the depth of my love for you with my mouth!"

He groaned, because she slipped her lips halfway down his cockhead and gave it a powerful suck. He thought for sure she would start bobbing further down, but she just swirled her tongue all over the rest of his cockhead.

He grasped the top of her head and held on tight. Even that much tongue work felt like total ecstasy.

Then she continued, "What if my own son turns out to be my dreamboat one-in-a-million? Is such a thing possible?! Oh! Oh! Let this tit-woman make you feel so good!" She began sucking his cockhead in earnest, slipping her lips all the way down to his sweet spot.

He groaned particularly loudly. "Oh, man! So good! UGH!" He clenched his teeth as a wave of incredible pleasure raced through his body for at least sixty seconds, if not more. He also firmly clenched his PC muscle.

She just kept on bobbing and licking and slurping and stroking, like her life depended on it.

That lusty surge finally passed, somehow without him blowing his load. Although she kept right on steadily bobbing while performing dexterous feats with her tongue, he was able to calm down slightly. He thought about what she'd said, feeling that he had to respond. He brought his hands to her breasts and caressed them lovingly. "Mom, I practically worship you. So don't call yourself a tit-woman, okay?"

She stopped sucking and pulled away long enough to say, "Well, if I can't say that, then you have to stop groping me. But please don't stop! If you really worship me, then worship my tits in particular."

He grunted and groaned while he went from caressing her huge tits to aggressively kneading them. "With pleasure! As if I could stop even if I wanted to. I'm way too excited to stop!"

"A-ha!" she cackled gleefully. "That's how to treat your mommy. You're beginning to see the light. Just imagine: all these years as I was feeding you and raising you, I was raising my future master! If only I'd known!"

"Mom!" he complained, but not very well. The truth was, those words aroused him greatly.

She blew right past his rather feeble objections. "It's all the will of God. That's why God gave me this beautiful body and these big tits especially. Because I exist to serve you. That's what mommies are for. Mommy tongues are meant to slurp on son-sicles! Cock-sicles! Mommy lips are meant to wrap around... UGH! I can't hold back! Let me show you more of what this slutty mommy can do!" She slathered her tongue all over his sweet spot, in anticipation of sucking him some more.

Before she could get back to that, he asked, "But what about your talk earlier, about responsibilities?"

She lapped and lapped on his sweet spot, until he thought she wasn't going to remember to answer. Two minutes of erotic ecstasy passed, at least.

But finally she replied, in between even more licking and slurping, "True, responsibilities are important, and your responsibilities include getting your homework done. But MY greatest responsibility is keeping you sexually satisfied every time you get erect, if one of your other hotties isn't taking care of you already. MMMM! Keeping this big, fat, long, yummy cock THROBBING with delight! It's actually my religious duty. As that cute song put it the other day, 'every sperm is sacred.'" She swirled her tongue around and around.

With that, he remembered the CD he'd bought coming home from school. He'd meant to give it to Susan as a gift at some point, but he'd been so exhausted all day that it had slipped his mind. Luckily, the CD sat on his desk practically within Susan's reach. Just as she was about to dive forward and fill her mouth with his erection, he stopped her and said, "Wait! Mom, I have a gift for you. On the desk. Right there."

Trying to prevent Susan's mouth from reaching his cock was a difficult task, but the mention of the word "gift" piqued her curiosity just enough. She reached out and grabbed at the CD he was pointing at. She looked at it curiously. "What's this? 'Monty Python Sings'?"

He explained, "It's a collection of songs by the comedy group Monty Python. You know, from the movie the other night? You probably won't like most of it, but it's got the song you like so much, 'Every Sperm Is Sacred.'"

Her face suddenly lit up. "Oh! Tiger! You're so thoughtful!" Her eyes turned to his crotch. "So thoughtful and delicious! Oh, what a wonderful, loving, cum-filled boy! How can I ever thank you?"

She looked at his stiff erection, now drooling with pre-cum. "If only I could think of some way..." She giggled. "Somehow, something involving your cock... Your cock and my mouth... What could it be...?" She giggled gleefully some more.

She finally lurched forward, swallowing nearly a third of his erection in one go. She wanted to show her love for him and appreciation for the gift in her favorite way. MMMM! Master cock! That's the very best kind! And the only kind for me!

She licked and licked and sucked and nibbled. Somehow, her cocksucking was better and more skilled than ever before. She was determined to show her thanks for his simple gift by giving him the best cocksucking he ever had.

All the while, the words in the catchy Monty Python song ran through her head: "Every sperm is sacred, every sperm is good. Every sperm is needed, in your neighborhood." That is just soooo true! Wouldn't it be wonderful if there was some way that every single last sperm in his balls right now ended up in my stomach? Millions and billions of them! Or on my face and tits. Then I'd be such a happy mommy. But I'm such a happy mommy already!

But that's impossible, because even if it were true for a second, he's always making more. The task of keeping his balls drained dry literally NEVER ends! Lucky me!

He grasped her head with both hands and attempted to hold on to her, as if riding a wild roller coaster and clinging to the railings of the car for dear life. Damn, even Glory and Aunt Suzy can't touch this intensity of cocksucking. It's like she's learned how to channel all her love through her lips and her tongue. And she knows my dick so damn well. She's figured out exactly what pleases me most, and can time my reactions so she knows just when to stop or change things up. And just when I get complacent, she does something totally unexpected, like how she's just switched to sucking my balls right now. Damn this woman! So damn good!

He clenched his teeth and shut his eyes tight as wave after wave of indescribable erotic joy washed over him. He couldn't hold out for long, despite all his PC muscle control.

Just as he was about to give up and blast his load into Susan's mouth, he cried out, "Oh, FUCK ME!"