Chapter 362 "Tit Slave" [DM SPONSORED]

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On days that held particular sexual promise, like Tuesdays, Alan often was dying of anticipation to hurry home. On other days he was simply deeply content, and that's how he felt on this day until the time drew near to leave for home. His sexual fun with Glory had taken the edge off, and he wasn't bothered by unwanted boners for a while.

He had to play another couple hours of his tennis round robin tournament, after which he really wanted to hurry home. He knew his mother was waiting with her eager hands and warm mouth. He was so keen on getting home that he tore through his opponents and won all three matches, finishing before anyone else, less than an hour after school had finished.

By the time Alan got home, Susan's clit was sore and her hands were exhausted from a great deal of masturbation. She'd kept going even after she took her bath (and during it as well!). But she hoped all that sexual activity was just a prelude for an afternoon filled with hours of cocksucking. She felt like she had on the first Tuesday she'd sucked and stroked Alan: she barely had any restraints on her behavior, and she loved it. She hoped he would have the self-control needed for both of them, so she wouldn't end up getting literally royally fucked.

She was so excited anticipating his arrival that she waited on a living room sofa near the front entrance, so she'd be able to greet him as he came through the front door. Even though Alan came home earlier than expected because of his quick tennis games, she was already there ready and waiting.

She was dressed in a robe, sitting seductively, posing for him while ostentatiously playing with her long brown hair. "How was your day at school, Tiger?" She said that just like any other mother welcoming a teenage son home, except that she opened her robe to expose her enormous boobs as she said it. She had her legs crossed, but 'casually' kicked up a foot to show off her red high heels.

Alan's eyes went back and forth between her breasts and her stunning face. Oh, MAN! This is what I've been waiting for all day long. My dick has been rock hard all the way home, just thinking about what she'd be wearing or not wearing. But now that it's happening, I'm too exhausted from all that tennis to enjoy it.

No, wait, scratch that. How can I say 'No' to my centerfold mom?!

He replied, "It's been a very interesting day, a great day, especially before I went to school." He dropped his shorts, letting his stiff rod spring straight out. "You wouldn't believe it, but this totally hot woman sucked me off before breakfast. It was like she was some kind of cock-hungry alarm clock."

She smiled from ear to ear upon hearing that. "That woman wouldn't by any chance have been your endlessly horny mother, would it?"

She stood up, letting her robe slide completely off her body. Then she dropped to her knees before him. She felt a shiver run down her spine. God, I just love the act of falling to my knees before my son's cock! It's the BEST! I swear, I could cum just from the act of kneeling while wearing nothing but heels, knowing that I'm about to have Tiger's thick meat sliding between my lips!

Seeing what was happening, he shrugged out of his backpack and sat on an adjacent sofa.

Scooting up, she wrapped her hands around his stiff shaft and brought her mouth to it.

Finally, he answered her question. "Why, as a matter of fact, it was."

"I don't know what's with that woman," she said, smiling. "She's just crazy for your cock." She let his boner sink deep into her mouth. Her tongue circled and circled around it as if she were tracing the striped pattern on a candy cane.

He thought, Man oh man! I don't care how tired I am; I'm never too tired for this! Besides, this is a good way to relax. I can just kick back on this comfy sofa with my eyes closed and enjoy.

The only problem with his plan to relax and enjoy was that she was too thrilling and arousing. She'd already become pretty proficient, but she was continuing to improve her cocksucking skills every day. That day had been particularly productive. Her shopping trip hadn't been all pedestrian; she'd bought some books on how to better pleasure a man, and she'd read the chapters on blowjobs right after she came home. She immediately put some of what she'd just learned to use.

Before Alan had left for school, she'd told him she would buy kneepads. At the time it had just been something to say to excite him. But since then she was thinking that she really should buy some kneepads. She didn't know if she'd ever use them, as the house had plush carpeting almost everywhere; she mostly just liked the idea that she was such a committed personal cocksucker that she needed them. Besides, they would come in handy on the hard concrete out by the pool. Her only obstacle was that she would need to go to a sporting goods store to buy them, and she didn't frequent that kind of store very often.

She played with his balls with skill and purpose, thanks to what she'd just read in her newly purchased books. She remembered to stick a well-lubricated finger in his anus as well, like he'd done to her recently. She'd done it to him previously too, but she hadn't really known what she was doing. Thanks to her reading, she now knew how to locate his prostate gland and how best to stimulate it.

He'd slumped down so low on the sofa that his ass was hanging over the edge, providing a perfect target for her lubed finger. OH, FUCK ME! he shouted in his mind when he felt her finger slide in his ass and find his prostrate. His eyes opened wide and his entire body tingled with excitement. His plans to just enjoy a long, relaxing cocksucking were shot. He suddenly had to squeeze his PC muscle to delay climax, but he knew it would be a short, losing battle, what with her anal fingering and her surprisingly talented blowjob.

She rubbed her other hand all over herself as she blew him, often fingering her clit. She did that as much as she thought she could get away with without him noticing, since she still half-clung to the fiction that she was in control of her desires and was doing this just for his benefit. At first there were just a few light, 'accidental' passes against her pussy lips and clit with her hand, but before long she threw caution to the wind and rubbed herself openly.

He panted desperately, "Man! Shit! Gotta... strategic break!"

But she didn't want him to take a break; she wanted him to cum, and fast. She was ready to use every trick she knew to get the big mouthful of his seed that she'd been craving for hours.

But this climax ended differently than previous ones. She'd made a habit of having him cum directly in her mouth. It didn't always work out that way, but that usually was her intention. For one thing, she considered it the "least naughty" option, and for another, she loved the taste of his cum and couldn't get enough. But Suzanne had been hyping pearl necklaces and facials so much that her attitude was changing. This time, after smearing his cum all over her chest and face in the morning, she wanted him to cum there directly.

It so happened that she'd been fondling his balls when she felt them tighten and pull up. She immediately removed his boner from her mouth and held the tip about two inches from her face.

She loved it when his first rope of cum blasted right at her nose, but the blast proved to be too forceful, so she pulled back a few inches, then aimed his pole here and there around her face. With her mouth stretched wide open, some went straight into her mouth, but not that much. Cum streaked her cheeks, forehead, nose, chin, and especially her glasses.

But he still wasn't done, so she aimed his still-pulsing cock at her huge tits, then suddenly instructed him, "Hold them together!"

He used both his hands to press her big melons tightly together, turning her cleavage into a thin straight line.

Then she aimed his cock right at the middle of her rack, so as he continued to spurt, some of the rivulets of cum slid down her steep slopes, going far into her cleavage.

She looked down at herself when he finally ran dry. THIS is the way to go! Wow! I love it! I thought cocksucking was great before, but this takes it to an even higher level! I feel so MARKED! So OWNED! I feel even more like I'm being TAMED by his big, powerful cock than even before!

I dare say, this is how a tit slave should look and behave. Oooh! "Tit slave." I love the sounds of that. It gives me chills! Wait until I tell Suzanne about this! She's so right. This is the greatest!

She said to him when they were done, "I hope you enjoyed that, because you're going to need to get used to it. I plan to feast on your cock every day! God help me! If I'm going to Hell, I might as well enjoy the way down. I want you to BLAST your cum all over my face and tits every day too!"

He had a strong desire to kiss her on the lips in response, but he wasn't too keen on kissing his own cum, which was all over her lips and mouth. Even hugging her could be a bit dicey, given how sticky and drenched her big tits were. So instead he said, "I love you, Mom. You're the best mother any kid could ever have. How can you say you're gonna go to Hell for doing this, when it's what the nurse and the doctor prescribed? Don't judge yourself so harshly."

She sighed. "I don't know if it's harsh, but I just can't take it anymore. I've been trying to hide my desire and show restraint." She added sarcastically, "You can see what a great job I've been doing with that these last couple of days. ... But I've been getting so horny just waiting for you to come home, I can't help myself! Especially on Tuesdays!"

She continued more urgently, "I won't play any more games. I'm not just helping you; I NEED your cock. Every day! Angel is right: I'm hopelessly addicted! You have needs, medical needs, but I have needs too. Life is just better with the taste of your cock in my mouth. I need to suck your cock. Please let me have it. Give it to me again right now!" As she finished saying this, she drew near him and made a desperate, begging face.

"Okay, Mom," he replied, more than a little overwhelmed by the intensity of her emotions. "Sure. I'd love that. I need a little time to get it back up again, though. But are you open to taking things a little farther? For instance, I'd love to finger your pussy, and I'll bet you'd love that too."

"Alan Plummer!" she admonished him, scowling. "I'm your mother! Don't even think such improper thoughts!"

He privately rolled his eyes at the contradictions in her logic, but was nonetheless happy overall by how things were progressing. If she wanted to do nothing but suck his dick all the time, he was willing and happy to go along with that, at least for a while, until he could successfully push for more.

Sensing they were done, he started to get up. But she said, "Wait, where do you think you're going?"

"Sorry, but I'm dead tired. You know about my tennis tournament. I'm gonna take a big nap."

"Fine, but you can't go yet. I haven't even started to clean your privates." She buried her face in his crotch and got busy licking his penis and balls clean.

He chuckled to himself. Man! What can I say to that?