Alan decided to take another rest. He figured that this was quite possibly a once in a lifetime opportunity to have Glory in a position like this, and it would be a shame not to take full advantage. He slowed his thrusting and then collapsed onto Suzanne like a rag doll as he gasped for air.
Suzanne asked him, "What are you doing? You were almost there! I need it, Sweetie, I need it so bad!"
"I know... I know... Me too... Just a sec."
Still tightly holding Glory's hand, he sat up on the bed. He said, "The thing is, Suzanne, we can't finish already without doing the OTHER special thing."
"Oh yeah. That." Now it was Suzanne's turn to play along and be completely clueless.
He dragged himself to the edge of the bed near Glory and then stood up. Still holding Glory's hand, he asked Suzanne, "I forget. Where do you keep your sex toys?"
The vast majority of her toys were over at the Plummer house now, but she still had a fair number in her bedroom, since she slept there alone most nights and often fantasized about her studly son. She replied, "In my dresser. Top left drawer."
Taking Glory with him, Alan opened the drawer with his other hand and immediately found what he was looking for. But before he picked it up, he wrapped his arms around Glory and kissed her on the lips.
Glory's first reaction was to fight him off. She was petrified that they would make noises that would clue Suzanne in. The classical music playing helped some, but it could only mask so much. But it quickly became obvious that putting up a fuss would be much louder than giving in, so she let him kiss and fondle her. Besides, when his naked body met hers, she knew she was a goner in any case.
Glory had never been so aroused in her entire life. Every little touch of his skin on her skin was like a localized orgasm. So the kiss hit her like a powerful electric shock. Then, when he dropped his hands down her back and vigorously groped her ass, she simply couldn't take it. The thought that she and Alan were practically fucking standing up while Suzanne cluelessly lay resting and waiting just a few feet away pushed her over the edge.
Alan wanted her to cum. Just to make sure that her resistance was destroyed, he brought a hand around to finger her clit and pussy lips. His other hand was already kneading one of her breasts, and kept doing it.
Glory found herself cumming - there was simply no way she could hold back. Despite her attempts to control herself, her worst fears came true and she started to scream uncontrollably. However, Alan could see what was happening and quickly brought his mouth back up to hers right as she began to let loose with a loud wail. He kept his lips locked firmly on hers and so she screamed right into his mouth. That muffled some, but not all, of her noise. However, she was so far gone that she didn't really think much about alerting Suzanne - all she knew was that she was in a perfect heaven of indescribable bliss.
As the kiss ended, Glory's entire body started to crumple to the floor. She had less energy than a sloth in a coma.
But Alan anticipated that and deftly tightened his hold on her, managing to keep her more or less standing.
Glory remained conscious, if only just, but helpless to do anything but rest in his arms while tiny orgasmic tremors continued to cause her body to spasm and jerk.
Alan looked over at Suzanne, wearing nothing but her pink-purple nightie, and then back down at Glory in his arms. I can't believe it, man. This is my history teacher. My frickin' gorgeous history teacher! She's gonna be standing up in front of class on Monday. Frickin' insane! And that's Suzanne, the pale goddess who walks the Earth with us mortals, and now also mom number two!
Suzanne asked, "What was that?" This time, she actually had no clue what Alan was doing, and it was bugging her. She'd heard what sounded like muffled moans and even screams, and was intensely curious about what Alan had done to Glory to cause those sounds. But she dared not take her blindfold off for fear that Glory would see her doing that. For all she knew, Glory could be staring right at her from only a few feet away.
Alan replied suavely, "Oh, just stubbed my toe trying to get to the damn dresser. But I found what I wanted." He gave Glory a significant look, and then kissed her on the lips.
He literally left her breathless and weak in the knees.
It was times like this when he swept her away that she knew she simply couldn't live without him, no matter how many other women he had in his harem, or what he did with them. She thought, Damn that kid! Why does he have to be so fuckin' GOOD?! Then she tilted her head and mouthed the words "I love you" at him.
Mimicking a Star Wars scene between Han Solo and Princess Leia, he mouthed back the words "I know" instead of the expected "I love you too."
Glory got the famous reference, and gave him an amused smirk.
Then he picked up a long tickle feather from the opened drawer and held it up, as if he could show it to Suzanne. He added significantly, "I have things well in hand here." In fact, he also had Glory's left ass cheek "well in hand," because she still needed his help to remain standing.
Suzanne got the gist of his hint to her and thought, Noooo! Don't tell me he's touching Glory in some way? That would make sense - if he's going to the dresser, why not stop along the way and have his way with her? That would also explain the muffled female scream I just heard - he was making her cum! What a stud! Did I luck out in falling in love with him or what? Hell, way back when, when this all started, I thought he was handsome, but I never imagined in my wildest thoughts that he'd become such an unstoppable pussy slayer! It's making me so horny, thinking about what he could be doing to her, right now!
The fear of getting caught by Suzanne caused Glory to recover much more quickly than she otherwise would have. She managed to resume standing on her own.
Alan went back to merely holding her hand, while keeping his other hand on the middle of her back to support her trembling and wobbly body. He repeatedly squeezed her hand encouragingly, but it was like squeezing a limp noodle.
Glory thought, No wonder I can never say no to this handsome young man. No wonder even the likes of Suzanne can't resist him. He delivers! I should probably admit to myself that I'm his to use in any way he wants me. What other boy his age - or any age - would have the balls to do what he just did to me? It's like he doesn't care about getting caught. He has no fear!
Had Glory known that Suzanne was in on the whole situation, she would have been considerably less impressed, if not downright crushed. But she didn't know, and Alan was taking full advantage of that fact to make himself seem incredibly brave and daring.
Alan picked up the feather, which had fallen to the floor when he found himself using too many fingers to "hold up" Glory's body. He sat back on the bed between Suzanne's legs, while Glory went back to kneeling on the floor in the same spot as before.
Alan and Glory kept holding hands, but now there was no pretense of him "forcing" her to keep doing that. She loved the sense of being connected to Suzanne through him.
Suzanne could feel him settling back onto the bed and then his legs brushing up against hers. She started writhing about in need, which was a jaw-droppingly erotic sight to see. "Sweetie, you're back! Good. I need you to fuck me!" Now she was the one aroused beyond all control. She'd already been on the edge of orgasm, and the idea of Alan and Glory quietly getting it on elsewhere in the room was a huge turn on.
There was absolutely no acting involved when she panted, "Sweetie! Please! Jam your hot cock in me! And damn the condom this time. I need you bareback!"
He decided that Suzanne had a good idea about taking the condom off already. He nodded at his dick and then nodded at Glory.
Glory understood what he meant, but simply couldn't believe it: You want ME to take the condom off?! So you can fuck another woman bareback? Come on, young man. You're good, but not that good! Don't embarrass me! She stared at him with disbelief and shook her head no. But at the same time she did that, she let go of his hand so she could reach for his crotch with both hands.
Alan said to Suzanne, "Okay, I'm taking the condom off. But while I'm doing that, let me keep you entertained." He had the long feather in his hand and he began swiping it gently over Suzanne's thighs.
Suzanne loved this surprise, but she cursed, "You bastard!"
Glory could certainly relate to that, and in fact used that very curse on Alan sometimes in very similar circumstances when she was impressed, horny, and frustrated. She had to suppress a laugh as she fiddled with the condom. He is a fucking bastard. Why am I doing this for him? I should be really pissed off about it too, but somehow it only makes me MORE aroused. And the fact that he's gonna fuck this total sex bomb bareback... It's like a finger playing with my clit!
Since Suzanne was up near her edge of the bed and Alan was between her legs, Glory didn't have to reach out far to pull the condom off. But that meant that one of Suzanne's legs was between her and Alan, and Glory had to be extremely careful not to touch it. She tried to keep her arms up as high as possible, but there was always a chance Suzanne would suddenly kick her legs in the air and find extra arms blocking her way that couldn't possibly be there. The fact that Alan was currently slightly tickling Suzanne with the feather was causing Suzanne to twitch and writhe, greatly increasing the danger of unexpected kicks.
Glory silently got the condom off. It was already gooey with cum and pre-cum, even though Alan hadn't climaxed into it yet. She didn't know what to do with it, but placed it down on top of her bra that was lying on the floor right next to her. At least that way it wouldn't make a mess on the floor or on any of Suzanne's possessions.
She thought that her scare was over, and figured that she could go back to merely watching while sitting on her heels at the edge of the bed. But she was wrong.
Alan had his feather in one hand, but he held out his other hand for Glory again.
She took it. She actually was enjoying the holding of hands now, even though her heart was still pounding frantically and her body was tensed up from the danger.
But to her surprise, Alan brought her hand right back to his long and hard dick and wrapped her fingers around his soaked shaft.
She shot him a very dirty look. She silently mouthed, "You bastard!"
But then she looked down at her hand and saw it began to slide back and forth over his slippery erection. Dammit, this fucking kid really has me. I need to stop this RIGHT NOW, especially with Suzanne tossing about almost in range. It's too dangerous!
Okay. I'm gonna stop stroking his big, sexy cock right now, while I still can... Now!
She looked at her hand. It was still pumping up and down his shaft. She silently sighed. She stopped that motion, but only so she could switch to pressing her fingertips into his most sensitive spot under his cockhead.
Damn traitorous hand. Why won't you listen to me? ... Not only are my evil fingers not stopping, they're actually stimulating all his most sensitive spots! I want to make the motherfucker cum, dammit! And he IS a motherfucker! Mmmm, I love this spot right here. He never fails to moan when I rub it like this...
After she was rewarded with her expected moan, she tried to get stern with herself again (even as her fingers continued to run all over his boner). My damn pussy, you're just as bad. Stop pulsing and throbbing with need, already! ... Grrr! ... Am I completely incapable of resisting his insanely sexy commands? I think I am!
She watched Alan run a bare hand and the feather over Suzanne's stomach and breasts, especially her breasts. He wasn't using the feather to tickle her in obvious tickle spots, but more to stimulate all her erotic zones.
Suzanne was loving it, but nonetheless she kept complaining and squirming about. "Tiger... Sweetie... What are you waiting for?!"
He grinned at the fact she'd called him Tiger. "Sorry, Suzanne. It's just that you're so beautiful. Just looking at you makes me feel so good, it's like I'm getting a handjob."
Glory nearly gasped out loud. She shot Alan a look designed to kill.
He raised a hand defensively and bowed his head at Glory, trying to show non-verbally that he knew he'd gone too far with that little joke.
That mollified her, and she went right back to jacking him off. In fact, she was getting into it more and more with each passing second, and was less and less worried about Suzanne bumping into her.
Suzanne understood Alan's sense of humor. She thought, Holy FUCK! The kid keeps blowing me away! He IS getting a handjob! Well, I'll be damned! If I get any more aroused, I'm gonna up and die of a heart attack!
She moaned desperately, "Sweetie... Please... Please! ... Please fuck me. Do me! Do it! DO ME! ... Fuck me, PLEASE! I'm begging you! For the love of God, FUCK THE HELL OUT OF ME!" She had her hands up above her head and holding onto the headboard behind her as if they'd been tied there.
Suzanne looked helpless and incredibly tempting. Glory was wishing she was the one holding the feather, and even more crucially, that it was her hand alternating between cupping Suzanne's pale orbs and pulling on her nipples.
Glory thought while her fingers slid up and down Alan's dick, If I'm helplessly in thrall to my lover's cock, then there's no telling what he'll do to me. I wouldn't be at all surprised if he makes me hold that feather next. Then he'll make me run it all over her, tickling her clit with it, even running it over her pussy lips! But he's so cruel and relentless, he won't stop there! He'll make me touch her with my bare hands! Even as he makes me suck his delicious fat cock, I'll be running my hands over her perfect ass cheeks, her divine hips, her reddish brown bush! As he fucks my cunt, those'll be MY squeezing hands dwarfed by the sheer size of her impossibly firm and oh-so-suckable breasts!
The fact is, he's gonna fuck us over and over again to his heart's content, but his perverted lust won't stop there! Oh no! He's gonna have Suzanne and me make love to each other in every possible lewd and disgusting way, just for his own perverted amusement! He'll laugh as he roughly fucks my face while Suzanne eats out my burning cunt! I'll have dozens of never-ending orgasms lasting for days as he keeps us women naked and chained together, making love until we drop from exhaustion!
Glory had one hand furiously pumping on Alan's dick while the other one was frantically frigging her own pussy. But her fantasies spiraled so far out of control that they finally sobered her up a little bit. "Chained together?" What the fuck?! Have I totally lost my mind?!
Listen to me. I sound like some kind of ... lesbian! I'm not. NO WAY! Just because I appreciate Suzanne's perfect body, that doesn't necessarily mean anything. Who wouldn't? It's like appreciating great artwork. Just look at those curves, those powerful thighs, those oh so kissable lips! ... Okay, maybe, I know... I know I'm not a lesbian, but maybe I'm just a little bit of a "Suzannesbian," if I can coin a word. She just does something powerful to me! And now, after today, I'll never be able to get her out of my dreams.
This has to stop, before he really does make me pick up that feather! I know what I have to do. Her hand was still sliding back and forth over his slicked up pole, but now she took her other hand off her own dripping pussy and brought it up to his ass. As she began fondling his ass crack, she also started subtly pushing his ass and the rest of his torso closer to Suzanne. At the same time, the hand jacking him off was subtly tugging his dick closer to Suzanne's hot box.
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Please Check out my other Fanfics "Detective Conan: Harem begins with Kisaki Eri" and "One Piece: Conquest of Love and Power". Both are translations, but completely reworked from the ground up with 18+ Smut scenes added in. There is also 6TAD. Check that out.