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Suzanne wanted to keep talking about something, to keep Susan distracted and fondling her, and then a topic came to her. "Wait a sec. We need to start over." She pulled back, went to her high heels, and put them on. Then she thrust her chest out again, and said, "Sorry. Please continue."

Susan did, but she asked, "What\'d you do that for?"

"Well, you know how heels lift your ass and firm up your thighs?"

"Yeah?"

"That\'s not all they do. They change the posture of your entire body. And when it comes to pleasuring Alan\'s stiff dick, we need to keep our big tits thrust up and out. Here, feel the undersides."

Susan caressed the lower slopes of Suzanne\'s huge melons. "So what am I feeling for?"

"Doesn\'t that feel firm? Now, let\'s compare." She reached out and caressed the lower slopes of Susan\'s equally massive hooters.

Susan was pretty tipsy, but something about that didn\'t seem right. "Wait. I need to compare with and without heels. Not different people!"

"Oops! You\'re right. So put your heels on and I\'ll feel you. Then I\'ll take mine off, and you feel me again."

"Okay." Susan fell for it, not realizing that Suzanne was just making up excuses to keep them fondling each other.

Once Susan had her heels on, Suzanne asked her, "So, can you feel the difference?"

"I should be asking you that. You\'re the one feeling me up."

"Good point. Well, I DO feel a difference. But it\'s important that you do too. Sexiness is all about attitude. When you strut around the house wearing nothing but heels, trolling for son-cock, you need to be confident. That\'s one thing heels do; they firm up your tits and ass so much that you can\'t help but radiate confidence. Go ahead, try it."

"Try what?"

"Take off your undies and strut around the room like you\'re the queen of the world."

Susan asked in confusion, "Why do I need to take off my underwear first?"

"Two reasons. First, you need to gauge the effect of just your heels, and you can\'t do that while wearing other things. And second, you have to learn how to strut while your big boobs are bouncing all over the place. Once Ron leaves, you\'re going to be doing that a lot. There\'s a real art to it. But don\'t worry; I can teach you."

Susan asked, "Can I keep my panties on? Please?"

Suzanne didn\'t want to push her too hard, so she said, "I suppose, if you insist." Mostly, she just wanted her hands on Susan\'s bare breasts, so she didn\'t mind much about the panties.

Susan removed her bra. She shook her hair experimentally and wiggled her shoulders, trying to build up a sassy attitude. But before she even took a step, she turned to Suzanne and admitted, "I don\'t know how to strut. I only know how to walk! What\'s the difference?"

"Here, let me show you." Suzanne took her bra off, but kept her panties on, again so Susan wouldn\'t get too uncomfortable.

Then she strutted in a big circle around the room, ass and tits jiggling as she went. There was no doubt about it: she knew how to strut.

"That\'s amazing!" Susan exclaimed in sincere admiration. "Whatever you do, it\'s really sexy! Teach me! Please!"

Suzanne grinned. "Well, I could teach you some technical things. For instance, the key word to keep in mind is \'undulate.\' You want your ass cheeks to rise and fall in rhythm. The more they do, the more your tits will sway enticingly as well. The key is what you do with your hips. But before I teach you all that, you need the right attitude. Here, walk around the room."

Susan pouted, "I don\'t wanna! I\'ll look pathetic, compared to the way you always walk, not to mention when you strut. You make it into an art, just like you said!"

"Don\'t worry, you can do it. Bear with me. Just start walking."

So Susan started to walk. Actually, it was more like she fumbled and stumbled around the room. She was trying too hard to swing her hips, which stopped her from getting a good rhythm going.

But Suzanne said, "Don\'t worry; keep going. Keep going round and round in a slow circle. And now, while you do that, I want you to say the following: \'I\'m Tiger\'s big-titted mommy slut.\'"

Susan stumbled in surprise and turned back to Suzanne. "You want me to say what?!"

"Don\'t think! Just do it! Trust me. Please."

"Very well." She reluctantly resumed walking, and mumbled out the line.

"Not like that; I can\'t even hear you! Say it with PRIDE! Say: \'I\'m PROUD to be my Tiger\'s big-titted mommy slut.\'"

Susan repeated that line, and she even tried to match Suzanne\'s vocal inflections.

"Better. Now, say it again. Say it because you know it\'s true!"

Susan repeated the line again, louder this time. "\'I\'m proud to be my Tiger\'s big-titted mommy slut!\'"

"Better! Now, say: \'I\'m my son\'s personal cocksucker. I live to suck his fat cock!\'"

"Suzanne! I can\'t say that!" She kept walking in circles. "It\'s too embarrassing. Besides, I don\'t LIVE to suck his cock. Er, I mean, his member. I can\'t do it."

"Yes you can. Just say it! And then the other line. With feeling!"

Throwing caution to the wind, Susan said, "I\'m my son\'s personal cocksucker. I live to suck his fat cock! I\'m proud to be my Tiger\'s big-titted mommy slut."

She almost had to stop walking because she was hit by a powerful wave of arousal from saying and meaning those words.

"Good! MUCH better!" Suzanne coached, "Now, don\'t just say it, think about it. Think about how GOOD it feels to be your son\'s big-titted mommy slut. Think about how GOOD it feels to hold his magnificent cock in your hands. Think about how HARD and THICK he gets when he sees you naked. You have a great body! He can\'t help but get soooo horny, just from looking at you! He\'s so hard and horny, he just has to cram his huge cock into your eager mouth! Imagine servicing his hot, sperm-filled slab of meat on a daily basis for YEARS to come! Think about all that, and repeat after me: \'I\'m my son\'s personal cocksucker..."

For the next several minutes, Susan continued to slowly walk in circles while listening to Suzanne\'s encouragements and repeating the lines she was told to repeat. Before long, her pride and arousal rose to such levels, she was truly "strutting."

Eventually, Suzanne said, "Now, don\'t stop, but realize that you\'re strutting! That\'s a damn sexy walk!"

"It is?" Even though she asked that uncertainly, she could feel the difference and she beamed with pride.

"Don\'t stop! Keep going! And think about licking his balls! Lick his balls in your mind! Feel his hands groping your ass!"

Susan\'s tongue shot out like a lizard\'s and she repeatedly licked her lips. "Oh God! Suzanne, what did you do to me? I really am doing it!"

"Sure you are. See? It\'s easy. I didn\'t even need to teach you the technical points. It\'s all about attitude."

Susan kept going for a couple more minutes until she was sure she got it. She practiced stopping and starting, and even strutted in front of a mirror. She finally came to a complete halt, and said, "I feel pretty good about this, but you\'ve got me so psyched up. This kind of mood and feeling can\'t be easily duplicated. I can\'t just turn it off and on at a moment\'s notice like you do, though."

"You will, with more practice," Suzanne advised. "And I\'ll teach you some tricks and pointers to take your strutting to another level. Then there\'s sashaying."

"There\'s a difference?"

"Sure. With strutting, you\'re moving forward with a purpose. But with sashaying, you could walk so slow, you\'re practically going backwards. Strutting is all about attitude. Whereas sashaying is about showing off your ass and making your breasts sway from side to side."

Susan sat down. She was a bit tired from all the walking. "Wow. You\'re so knowledgeable. Where did you learn these things?"

Suzanne didn\'t know how to respond exactly, so she just smiled mysteriously, and said, "A lady\'s gotta keep some secrets." Then she quickly changed the subject. "But enough about that for now. What happened to testing to see who has the bigger rack?"

"Oh, right!" Susan stood back up, but it dawned on her that the test wouldn\'t be the same, since both she and Suzanne were sans bras. She was worried about skin-on-skin contact.

Suzanne simply stood close and put her hands on Susan\'s tits before Susan had a chance to object. She knew Susan was now really hot to trot, after getting her to say lines like "I\'m my son\'s personal cocksucker" so many times. But to further ensure Susan wouldn\'t object, she acted shocked. She opened her eyes wide and gasped.

"What? Is something wrong?!"

"No, it\'s just your tits. I think they\'re actually a bit larger than they were before you started strutting!"

"No way! That can\'t be possible! ... Can it?!"

Suzanne started to "examine" Susan\'s perfect globes, caressing them from every angle. She was trying to act like a doctor trying to uncover a medical mystery, but at the same time stimulate and arouse with a gentle touch. "I don\'t know... You wouldn\'t think so, would you? But I held them then, and I\'m holding them now, and they\'re bigger, I say!"

"Maybe it\'s the bra," Susan suggested.

"Hmmm. Could be. Was that bra tight on you?"

"A little bit."

"Hmmm." Suzanne was drawing things out so she could play with the boobs she\'d secretly lusted after for years. Carried away by her own desire, she started to knead Susan\'s tit-flesh. At first, she\'d deliberately ignored the nipples, but she was "accidentally" brushing over them more and more.

But then she realized from the look on Susan\'s face that she was going too far too fast, so she removed her hands completely. Acting like what was going on was no big deal, she said, "Well, we can come back to that question later. But we forgot all about measuring our sizes again! Why don\'t you do me, and then we can compare before it slips our minds again?"

"Good idea," Susan agreed. But having her melons fondled was one thing - she simply had to stand there. And because her entire breasts were extremely sensitive and easily aroused, she was riding a constant erotic high as long as Suzanne\'s fingers were exploring her tit-flesh. Now, to do the same to Suzanne somehow seemed a lot more daunting and scary. "Um... Maybe we..."

Seeing Susan\'s hesitation, Suzanne simply took Susan\'s hands in her own and brought them to her chest. "There. That\'s not hard to do. Do my tits feel bigger or smaller since I\'ve taken my bra off?"

"No, I don\'t think so. They just feel..." She blushed and didn\'t finish her sentence, because she was going to say "good."

Worried that Susan was about to pull her hands away, Suzanne let that slide and said, "Never mind about that then. The important thing is to memorize with your hands just how big they are, and then compare them with your own."

As Susan started to explore Suzanne\'s bosom a bit more with her fingers, she asked, "\'Memorize with your hands?\' How do I do that?"

Suzanne said, "Imagine you were blindfolded and someone asked you to compare the size of two different objects with your hands. What would you do? Whatever that is, do it now to me."

Susan wasn\'t quite sure what to do, but she figured the better her hands got to "know" Suzanne\'s tits, the better her size estimate would be. She ran her hands almost everywhere, although she tried to avoid the nipples.

However, she was extremely embarrassed by doing this, and her face could not have been any redder. She asked, "Would it be okay if I check you... from behind?"

"Sure. Why not? But what\'s the difference?"

Susan moved around behind Suzanne and resumed fondling her boobs. "I don\'t know. It\'s just easier this way. I can\'t see your face and you can\'t see mine. Somehow that makes it like... it\'s not happening."

Suzanne could understand that logic, but she also was surprised, because Susan\'s tits wound up pressing into her back. That was a lot more intimate contact than if they\'d done it the other way, especially since Susan\'s erect nipples were poking into Suzanne\'s shoulder blades. But Suzanne understood Susan\'s reluctance, so to avoid spooking her said, "Ah. I like it better this way too."

The advantage to the change of positions was that Susan felt less inhibited this way, and she fondled Suzanne\'s tits more brazenly than before. She\'d never felt another woman\'s naked boobs, and she couldn\'t help but be fascinated. It was exactly like she was having an out of body experience and fondling her own breasts in a new way, since Suzanne\'s were so similar in size and shape.

A minute or two passed, and Susan\'s fondling grew increasingly erotic and bold. "You know," Susan finally said, "this reminds me of Akami\'s breast checks."

Suzanne asked with false naïveté, "Oh, you know how to do those? I don\'t. Can you do a check for me?"

That seemed to scare Susan, as she recalled how she\'d lost control in Akami\'s office during an attempted breast check. She dropped her hands, and said, "I think it\'s time to say goodnight. Thanks for the fun evening."

Suzanne was really bummed - she\'d been having as much fun as she\'d ever had with Alan. The fact that she was doing anything sexual at all with Susan had made her absolutely overjoyed. She\'d gotten Susan all hot and bothered, and she\'d been hoping they could go a lot further with each other.

But she realized that she\'d pushed enough on that for now. Chill! I\'ve really gotta chill. If I push too far, I\'m gonna ruin everything! Two steps forward and one step back is my motto. And today we took some big steps forward. I have to be happy with that.

However, being less drunk and more alert, Suzanne had noticed that someone else had come home, because she\'d heard the garage door opening and closing. She knew that Alan had borrowed the BMW, not Katherine, so she hoped and assumed it was him.

Suzanne said, "No, thank YOU for the fun evening. Wasn\'t it fun, though? I\'m so happy to be the best of friends not only with the old Susan, but with the new Susan too. The new Susan is going to have a lot more fun than the other one ever did. But what outfit do you think our Sweetie liked best? We can\'t leave here until we decide that."

There were piles of clothes spread out all over the bed and every other available spot. Susan looked them all over. "I don\'t know. I mean, your clothes, obviously. Mine suck, to speak frankly. But there are so many to choose from."

Suzanne was surprised that Susan used the word "suck" in that context, since her vocabulary was so tame. She took advantage to joke, "You say \'suck\' as if it\'s a bad thing. Whereas we both know it\'s a very, very good thing." She winked knowingly, then she ostentatiously licked her lips.

Susan caught on and smiled from ear to ear. "We do!" She ostentatiously licked her lips too. Mmmm! Tiger! If only you were here right now, I\'d show you just how much I love helping you! God, I love helping you! Mmmm... I love it when my mouth is crammed full of your HOT COCK, until I\'m choking and gagging on it!

Suzanne smirked knowingly, guessing well what Susan was thinking. Then she suggested, "Well, why don\'t you pick the ten or so best outfits? All the extra two-inchers, the ones that\'ll make Tiger\'s cock as hard as a steel bar. I\'ll be back in a minute."

Suzanne felt obliged to put at least her bra back on if she was going down the hall, so she did so. After all, there was a slight chance Alan could have come home with friends, maybe even a girlfriend.

She made it to Alan\'s door and listened carefully to see if he was alone. She didn\'t hear anyone, so she knocked.

Alan opened the door for her, revealing that there was no one else there but him.

Suzanne scanned the room, then focused her sexy gaze on him. "Sweetie! You\'re home already. I\'m so glad it\'s you. Are you here to stay, or are you going back out?"

He sheepishly explained, "I guess I\'ll be staying in. Sean and I had a plan to go to a party, but it didn\'t work out. His little sister was underfoot and being super annoying, so I decided to cut my losses and see what was happening back here." Even though he knew Susan, Suzanne, and Katherine were going to be gone for much of the evening, he figured he had a chance for some sexual fun with at least one of them before the evening was over.

"Wise choice. Your mother and I need some help. Do you have a minute?" She started walking back towards Susan\'s room before she even finished talking. She knew Susan was really horny now, and she wanted to strike while the iron was hot.

"Sure. What is it?" He found himself hustling down the hall, trying to catch up to Suzanne. Needless to say, the fact that she was only wearing panties and a bra increased his interest quite a lot.

Just before she reached Susan\'s bedroom door, she said in a low voice, "You said you don\'t want plotting - that you like surprises. Well, consider this a surprise. I don\'t know what\'ll happen exactly, but your mother is in an ... interesting mood."

She winked at him and then opened the door.

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