Suzanne hit the steering wheel in frustration, now that the car's engine was turned off. "Susan, your goddamned 'mmmm' sounds are driving me crazy! I want some of that 'mmmm mmmm' yummy goodness!"
She stepped out of the car and then climbed back into the back seat, frowning intensely. At least Angel and Honey Pie haven't noticed we've arrived, 'cos I want a piece of our son's cock and I want it NOW! Sharing it with Susan is always fun, but I don't want to share it four ways at once, for crying out loud! She also was too horny to wait until they made it all the way to a bedroom. Even as she was closing the back seat door, she was already taking off her blouse.
Susan was so into bobbing on her son's shaft while fondling his balls that she didn't even realize what was happening until she heard the door right next to her slam and looked up to see Suzanne right there, taking her bra off. Her eyes lit up, because she didn't mind sharing in the slightest with her best friend. In fact she looked forward to helping her son reach even higher levels of erotic joy.
She pulled her head back off Alan's crotch, but only so she could get topless too. The more she thought about it, the more she felt she needed to get completely naked. She'd come to feel that Alan's cock tasted better when she was 'dressed' that way, somehow.
Wanting to keep Alan from going flaccid while they were undressing (even though there was a zero percent chance of that happening), Susan said, "Look, Son. I know you're in pain, but look at your two big-titted mommies. We're here for you. We love you. Our hot mouths are gonna make you feel so good that you'll forget all about those nasty bruises!"
Suzanne surprised herself by striking a sexy pose with her arms above her head, and adding, "To the victor goes the spoils, and we're the spoils! Take us, claim us! Tame us all over again! Remind us who are the slaves and who's the master!" The fact that she was using this kind of language showed just how relentlessly horny she was feeling.
Susan was very pleasantly surprised by that, and exclaimed, "Right on, Sister! Do it, Tiger! Tame us! Make us suck your cock!"
Alan smiled widely as he thought, Now, THIS is more like it! Boy, it's gonna be really hard to get them to do that. He chuckled to himself. Funnily enough, a couple of weeks ago, the fight would have seemed like reality and this the dream, but now this seems like the reality and the fight some distant nightmare already. THIS is what I'm good at; this is what I do. I fuck hot centerfold mommies!
Suzanne had a head start in undressing since she'd started first, and her open mouth was already hovering just above Alan's crotch. So Susan added, "Mother, take him deep! Show him what that long snake tongue of yours can do!"
Alan groaned loudly as Suzanne's lips enveloped his cockhead, and then her extraordinary tongue came out to play. She was bent over with her huge tits dangling down, and he couldn't resist that. He reached out and cupped her nearest breast with one hand and reached up to cup one of Susan's breasts with his other hand.
Susan bent down and licked his balls since Suzanne had complete possession of his boner and showed no signs of giving that up.
Alan thought, Now, THIS is more like it! Fuck fighting. I'm a lover, not a fighter. Mom's right - the pleasure's so intense that I'm forgetting all about the fight. What a pair of moms! What love! What bodies! Ugh! What fucking TONGUES! The fight had unleashed a host of hormones within him and he could feel his body coming alive as his pleasure grew and grew.
But he said, "Mommy and Mother, this is great, but it's frustrating, too. I feel all this ENERGY within me, but I'm just sitting here passively. I need to let it out. I don't just want a blowjob; I want to fuck your faces! Let's go inside."
However, Suzanne didn't want Katherine and Amy to come along and interrupt her fun, so she wasn't keen on going inside just yet. She had a Eureka moment as she pulled up off his thickness. "No, let's not! Susan, get up for a sec. Don't you remember? This seat folds down!"
The three of them worked together and quickly got the seat down. The situation still wasn't ideal for sex, but it was better than it had been. Strangely, none of them thought about going outside the car, perhaps because the garage was messy and dirty.
Susan and Suzanne both lay down while Alan sat up in front of them. They spontaneously struck identical poses.
Susan said, "Look, Son. You have not one, but TWO, super busty, super hot mommies! Look at our helpless naked bodies!"
Suzanne's irritable mood was gone and she was happy beyond delight. She wiggled her body and ran a hand through her deep cleavage as she purred in her scratchy but sexy voice, "What are you going to do to us, Son? You won the big fight and now we're your prize!"
Susan cupped both her tits as she lay there. She loved Suzanne's comment and elaborated on it. "Yes! We're your booty! Your spoils of victory, just like Suzanne said before! Take us and TAME us like the conquering, virile hero that you are!"
Alan was torn. With two incredible and voluptuous bodies for the taking, he didn't know what to do first. But then, with a big smile, he crawled up onto Susan's stomach and slid his erection into her cleavage.
Suzanne rolled her eyes and frowned, even though he had a hand on her boobs too while his boner nestled into Susan's deep tit-valley. "Figures. Just because they're one size bigger and full of milk..."
But Alan turned and said to her, "Don't worry, I'm just getting warmed up. I'm gonna finish in your cunt." He looked back at Susan and said to her, "Now, like I said, I wanna fuck your face. I'm gonna get started with a little bit of titfucking and then move up, so get ready."
"Yes, Master!" Susan panted excitedly. "You're so forceful and demanding! I love it!" She squeezed her breasts together to make an especially tight fuck channel. She wanted him to cum all over her so badly that it practically hurt.
He did fuck her tits, but only for a minute or so. He very quickly sat up on her near her neck and shoved his erection far into her mouth. He was wired with energy and soon began thrusting hard and fast.
Susan absolutely loved the rough treatment and began writhing and trembling with excitement all over. She screamed from time to time although it generally came out muffled since her mouth was crammed full of cock. "Mmmm! Mmmm! MMMM! MMMMMMM!"
Suzanne was temporarily forgotten as Alan took his bandaged hand off her to fully focus on pounding his pulsing pole into Susan's face.
But Suzanne didn't mind, since she knew that he'd take care of her soon too. She was delighted beyond belief that he'd promised to fuck her cunt, because her cunt needed a serious fucking. Rather than just lie there, she shifted positions and planted her face over Susan's crotch.
Susan's body was thrashing around as much as it could, considering Alan was sitting on her, so Suzanne had to try to hold Susan's hips in place while she lapped her way up and down Susan's pussy lips.
It was a dangerous job. Susan was in a frenzied sexual heat and as one orgasm after another hit her, her entire body bucked up and down like a wild bronco. Sometimes Suzanne just had to hold her head away until Susan calmed down (relatively speaking), and then she would dive back in with her long tongue.
Alan was getting more and more carried away. He was loving this. He was grasping his mother's hair, yanking her head up and down over his erection. (Susan certainly didn't need to be encouraged anymore, but it drove her wild.) It was all he could do to remember to hold back sometimes so Susan could breathe (even though she wasn't quite deep-throating him). Occasionally, he'd go on too long and she'd have to slap his foot or leg to remind him to take a brief break.
He was getting ready to bust a nut into her mouth after only a couple of minutes of very rough and intense face fucking, when Suzanne spanked him on his ass. "Oh no you don't!" she chided him. "I can tell you're getting close. You promised that load to me!"
He snapped out of his animalistic rutting mode, but only briefly. He looked down at Susan's face and saw she was totally blissed out and luxuriating in her multiple orgasms. He thought, That'll hold her for a while. He snickered silently.
Then he turned his focus to Suzanne. "I guess I did." He turned around, and while still straddling Susan, he grabbed his red-haired mother and pulled her into position like he was a caveman dragging her back to his cave.
Suzanne was in seventh heaven. It was clear that "Bad Alan" was in charge today. She said, "I know we're just in the garage, but imagine that we're outside! Imagine we're parked on the street and anyone can see in!" She conveniently ignored the fact that the car had tinted windows on all sides except for the front windshield. "Rock the car! Rock the car so hard that everyone will know what you're doing to me!"
Alan grinned wickedly at the mental image of the minivan rocking back and forth. He wanted to rock it so hard that the thing was in danger of completely flipping over. He was amazed at the energy surging within him. This wasn't just his usual sexual excitement; it was like he was turbo-charged on some kind of euphoric drug.
"Okay, you asked for it. Prepare to get royally fucked!"
Seconds later, he was on top of Suzanne and savagely thrust his erection deep within her in one powerful stroke. Without any pause, he started to thrust vigorously.
Susan was a bit dazed, but she was too excited by the wild look in Alan's eyes to just lie there in a dreamy post-orgasmic state. She sat up to cheerlead. "FUCK her, Tiger, fuck her good! Fuck her HOT mommy cunt! Scratch that. I don't want you to just fuck her; I want you to TAME her! Dominate her! Control her! Show her who's boss! Prove all over again with your big cock that you're our master and we're your big-titted mommy sex slaves!"
She continued non-stop in this vein while running her hands over Alan's and Suzanne's bodies. Her cheerleading was completely unnecessary though, because Alan and Suzanne were already just about as hot and aroused as they could possibly be.
By now, Suzanne had been fucked by Alan lots of times, but she'd never been fucked this hard. The cliché in porn movies is of the woman always crying out to be fucked harder and deeper, but there was absolutely no need for such cries this time around. In fact, if anything, Suzanne was tempted to tell him to ease up a bit because he was pounding into her so forcefully and relentlessly.
But she didn't do that either. She let Susan do the talking for everyone and simply moaned and groaned in orgasmic delight. It really felt like he was going to fuck her in two. There was no sign of the usual considerate Alan; he was using her like a cum dump in an almost violent fashion.
For a couple of minutes he pounded her in a very predictable and steady rhythm. It was like he was amazed at what he was doing and couldn't stop himself or even alter his jackhammer thrusting. The minivan was really rocking now, to the point where anyone walking or driving down the street would have had to notice, if they'd really been outside.
But then he started to tire a little bit, and his rhythm grew slower and more erratic. He also started churning his hips some.
As much as Suzanne had been loving what he was doing, she loved this new style even more. She'd never been so passive while getting fucked, since there was no room for her talented pussy movements or hip thrusts in the face of his initial overwhelming onslaught. But with him slowing down a bit and varying it up, she was able to get back into the game more proactively.
Susan was draped over Alan, using her hands and body to help him push in and out. "Do it, Tiger! Do it! Fuck her to death! Fuck her to death! Tame her, tame her, tame her DEEP!"
Between that kind of encouragement and the still frantic pace, it was remarkable that he lasted as long as he did. But he finally gave up the struggle and let his cum fly.
All three of them screamed wildly and the van shook violently as he deeply impaled his second mother a few last times while he coated her insides with his white cream.
Susan was frigging her clit and mauling her breasts as she screamed, "God yes! God yes! Like that! Like that! NAIL HER! Paint her white! Like a Twinkie!"
Then Alan collapsed on top of Suzanne, with Susan collapsing on top of him.
The three rested silently except for the noise of their heavy breathing. As Alan recovered, he grinned as he thought about Susan's "Twinkie" comment.
Then they heard the sound of clapping and looked up and all around.
Katherine and Amy had heard their screams of ecstasy from inside the house and come into the garage to see what was happening. But they'd been content to just watch through the windows and open doors. Now they were smiling and cheering.
Alan, Susan, and Suzanne were all too wiped out to do anything but nod and smile to acknowledge the applause.
Finally, Suzanne said, "Wow. That was... epic."
Susan sighed happily. "'Epic'. What a good word. That's what my face fuck was like too. Epic!"
Alan said, "I'm sorry, I don't know what came over me. I think it must be all the adrenaline from the fight. It's like I couldn't stop myself."
"Sweetie," Suzanne said, "did our screams of ecstasy sound to you like complaining? I'm gonna start compiling a list of your greatest fucks, and that one's gonna go near the top. If fighting makes you fuck like that, we need to have you fight more often."
"NO!" Susan replied forcefully. "Nothing's worth putting my cutie Tiger in danger! You take that back!"
Suzanne rolled her eyes. "Mom Number One, that was a joke. It drives me crazy when you misunderstand like that."
Alan had totally forgotten about his many bruises and hurts. Only now that his sexual urges were ebbing did some of the pain start to come back.