6 Times a Day



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Alan heard Sean's muffled cry over the loud Talking Heads music, and looked immediately at Kim. She'd heard it too and knew what it was. They both looked to Heather and guessed she was unconscious, but they couldn't be sure. In any case, she seemed too out of it to notice.

Alan considered leaning right up against the closet door and whispering to Sean. But Kim was sitting on top of him now, energetically grinding her hips down onto his stiff erection, so he decided to keep silent. He realized that Sean couldn't talk back with the gag in his mouth anyway, so there wasn't much point in talking to him.

However, Kim leaned over towards the closet door and ran her hand across one of the door's slats. She held up a finger for Alan's benefit and whispered, "Look."

Alan laughed. Some of Sean's cum had dribbled down the slats and could be seen from the outside if one looked for it closely.

Kim smiled and licked Sean's cum into her mouth. She made a loud "Mmmm" sound as she savored the cum. Then she and Alan resumed their grinding.

Meanwhile, inside the closet, Sean's sight was slowly returning. He was so overcome from his climax that he would have fallen to the floor, except there was no room to do so. He lay back against the nearly solid mass of clothes behind him instead, slumping down a bit until his knees pressed against the closet door and prevented further motion. As his mental clarity slowly returned, he realized that a hand was holding up his ass, even as it fondled his butt. Another hand was still holding his penis, which was exciting, but he was still recovering from his recent orgasm.

So he focused his attention on the outline of the head connected to the hands, and slowly the details came into view. Janice! Holy shit! That's Janice! Damn, I should have known. I'll bet Alan is fucking the entire cheerleading squad, except of course for his sister. Shit, between Kim and Heather out there, Janice in here, and his girlfriend Amy, the only one left is Joy! Wow! And to think that just weeks ago I thought he was a virgin like me.

Janice hadn't looked out the slats yet, so her eyesight was much more adjusted to the darkness. She saw the look of recognition cross his face. After giving him a chance to adjust, she whispered directly in his ear. Thanks to the music, there was no chance anyone could hear, not even Kim or Alan.

"Hi Sean. How you doing? Alan's told us aaaalll about you. He said that we're not allowed to fuck anyone, male or female, unless they're on his approval list. That got me kind of pissed off that he'd be that controlling, until I saw who was on the list. And guess what? Can you guess whose names are on the list?"

Sean shook his head 'no', since trying to speak through the tight gag would be futile.

Janice pulled Sean's shirt up to his shoulders so she could run her hands across his chest. "Well, it turns out that we get to have Heather as much as we like, in any way that we like. I've got some serious issues with that bitch and I'm going to have soooo much fun playing with her and teaching her some lessons. But that's not all. We get access to some prime beauties, like Heather's friend Simone."

Her voice then turned pouty and disappointed. "The only problem is that there just isn't much cock on the list, aside from the far-too-busy Alan and Joy's boyfriend Dean." Janice nibbled sexily on Sean's ear, which surprisingly gave him the most incredibly ticklish sensation in his lower back he'd ever felt. She continued whispering while stroking his ear with her tongue. "Which brings me to you. Would you like to be on that list? Would you like to fuck more than half the cheerleading squad and some of their sexiest friends?"

By this time, Sean was starting to get hot. Not in terms of arousal; he'd been at the boiling point for some time now, and his penis was rapidly rising again, thanks to Janice's sexy whispers and the way one of her hands was sawing a finger in and out of his asshole while the other hand was rubbing his penis and balls. His body was getting literally hot as well, thanks to the small size of the closet and their combined body heat. That forced him to take his shirt off altogether. Sweat poured down his face and he trembled with fear and excitement.

He abruptly pressed his face close to the slats in front of him so he could breathe some fresh air. That also gave him a great view of Heather's naked body, not to mention Kim and Alan as they fucked much closer to him. He imagined being on that list and being able to do anything with Heather at any time, just like Janice could. Then the sight of Kim and Heather sucking Alan's cock at the same time popped into his mind, and he imagined that it was him being treated so royally, rather than Alan. It was all so sexy and arousing that he couldn't think straight.

But then his long-held dream of having Heather as a normal girlfriend that was his, and his alone, came back strongly into his mind. He frowned at the implications of the list idea. Did Alan say he was stuffing Heather's ass with a dildo all during school? And now he's calling her nasty names and offering her to Janice and others like a sex toy?! Heather IS a whore, but only because Alan made her that way! He's corrupted her! He IS her pimp! And now he's dragging me into this mess, tempting me with other girls, so I'll be too corrupted to save her! What an asshole! I've been tricked! Why, when I get my hands on him, I'll-

Janice's face was only inches from Sean's, and her body was all over his like an octopus. She sensed his change of mood and saw his bewildered smile turn into a frown, then into an angry grimace. She withdrew into the back of the closet.

A few moments later, she pushed her way back through the clothes up to Sean and put her hands right back where they'd been.

Sean didn't understand why she'd done that, but his mind was busy with other things.

Meanwhile, Heather was starting to stir.

Sean watched intently through the slats as Heather sat up.

She failed to notice Sean or even his cum dripping down some of the slats (since it was mostly on the interior of the slats), instead focusing her attention on Alan and Kim, who were still going at it.

Heather nearly whispered, "Alan? Sir? What are you doing? I thought you invited me here so you'd fuck me in the ass." Her voice turned pouty and sad. "You promised! I was so good and obedient! You said I'd done well and that this would be my reward. Why are you torturing me like this?!" She ran her hands over her chest and stomach, hoping to draw his attention.

"True," Alan grunted as Kim impaled herself on his boner yet again, doing it over and over. "And maybe I will, if you show the right attitude. But you're not the only one I need to reward. Kim, UH! Kim has been so giving, with her house and so much more... She needs a reward too. Mmmm, good! There are other people than you, you know."

"I know," Heather pouted. She stood up and walked to the edge of the bed, keeping her legs slightly spread so Alan had a great view of her juicy snatch.

Alan huffed at her, "Most normal people would have said 'I'm sorry,' especially after the way ... UGH! The way you've been pushing Kim around." Seeing that he'd have to talk some more, he had Kim nearly come to a stop on top of him.

He caught his breath for a few moments, and then continued with his eyes glued to Heather's sweaty skin, "You need to be taught humility. From now on, you're going to be Kim's slave and obey her every command."

Kim squealed with glee and clapped her hands. This was news to her. In fact, it was part of a new plan Alan had just thought of hours before, and he still hadn't told everyone whom it would impact. Kim lifted herself up and impaled herself forcefully on his prick to help show her appreciation.

He continued, "In fact, you're going to- UGH! Kim, stop for a second! Heather, you're going to be the sex slave of all the other cheerleaders, and command the group in name only. You'll be in charge of the group's routines, but they'll be in charge of your body sexually. You're going to be the slave of Simone, too, and anyone else I say, until you learn things like manners, respect, and dare I say it, even kindness."

"HEY!" Heather protested, her usual combative spirit finally showing itself. "It's one thing to be your, um, sex slave, if you must put it that way. I must say I've grown to... tolerate that."

Kim snorted derisively. She couldn't help herself.

Heather shot Kim an evil look, but conceded to Alan, "Okay, I've grown to like it. But only you! Only you have earned the right to treat me like that! Sir. Not those others! Not Janice, especially! That would be a travesty! An outrage!"

"Maybe so," Alan replied, "But that's how it's going to be, or no more of my cock for you. We're doing this to make you a better person. Plus, it's fun to have you as a sex toy. Kim, I said stop! I can't talk when you're fucking me so much!"

"Yes, sir," Kim said obediently. She finally stopped altogether.

"Do I have any say in this?" Heather said in a dejected voice. Her attitude would have been very different except that her need for an assfucking was so great. Her ass was in control and her brain was forced to say what her ass wanted her to say.

"No. What do you think of that?"

Heather thought about it. As with almost everything regarding Alan, she was badly conflicted. One part of her wanted to scream, Yes! Share me with everyone! Loan me out to the whole school! Tie me up naked in a public place and let everyone have their way with me! But another part of her bristled and rebelled. She loved being Alan's exhibitionist anal slut, but she hated the idea of being his slave. If anything, she thought Alan was the one who should be her slave.

She growled with determination, "You can have my body, but you'll never have my mind."

"That's the spirit! I know you. You'll take this as a challenge and rise back to the top within months. Outside our S-Club group, you'll still be the same proud Heather." He lifted a hand to cup one of her buttocks and let a couple of his fingers teasingly tickle her anus. "But inside, deep inside that hungrily bitchy butt of yours, you'll be learning humility... one assfuck at a time."

Mindful that Sean was watching and listening, he let go of Heather's backside and added, "Think about all the dozens and dozens of boys and girls you fucked before you met me. You fucked so many strange guys that it's a miracle you don't have an STD already. But none of them truly lit your fire until you met me. Now I'm going to make sure an entire group keeps you in sexual heaven every single day. What more could you want? Why fight it?"

Heather thought about that. Why SHOULD I fight it? That does sound pretty damn good... No, I'm forgetting my goal. He's trying to push me onto others so he can do other things, things that don't involve me! I am not going to settle for second best. I deserve the best and I'll accept nothing less! I want Alan as mine, and mine alone! Besides, it'll be a cold day in Hell when Janice is my superior in anything! No fucking way! But I'll play along with his latest craziness at least as long as it gets me one more buttfuck. Oh God, I need it so BAD! Then I'll have to come up with my own plan to beat his.

She pretended to look defeated. "Okay, you win. Sir. How can I help? Perhaps we can get Kim off together?" She then proceeded to climb up onto the bed.

Janice had been meaning to say some things to Sean to calm his mood, but instead she and Sean found themselves listening intently to Alan and Heather's exchange. What was said went a long way towards calming Sean's rage, especially the mention that Heather was so sexually promiscuous before she met Alan.

Sean still believed that Heather was being corrupted by Alan, but now he was too confused and distracted to put his thoughts together.

Janice, naturally, was beyond ecstatic at Alan's new dictate. She could hardly wait to take advantage of her new power over Heather. She longed to humiliate Heather while using her for her own sexual satisfaction.

As Heather climbed onto Alan's legs and began to play with Kim's breasts and back, Sean redirected some of his attention to what was happening in the closet. Janice's face was so close to his that he could feel her every breath. He could feel her naked breasts pressing into his arm and her legs snaked around his. One of her hands rubbed his chest and the other played with his asshole. Two more hands gripped his cock tightly and stroked up and down.

Wait a minute, Sean thought. One, two, three, FOUR hands! How can there be four hands?!

He looked around frantically until he noticed a large mass of hair on the other side of him from where Janice stood. He instantly recognized the unique, big hair hairstyle. Joy! Joy's here, too! Of course. It makes sense. She's in on this as well. I guess that answers the question of whether Alan is fucking the entire cheerleading squad, minus his sister. But fuck! I'm in the same small closet with two hot cheerleaders. NAKED cheerleaders, too, if Joy's taken her clothes off like Janice has! This is too wild! TOO. FUCKING. WILD!

Sean got so excited that he almost completely forgot his anger issues with Alan and his desire to have Heather all for himself.

Joy sensed from the way that he turned and bounced about excitedly that he knew she was there. So she squeezed herself in front of him, pressing her back hard into the closet door's slats, and began cocksucking.

Janice, watching Joy, whispered in Sean's ears, "Remember what I was saying about that list? Guess what? Your name's on that list, too. Alan's at the top, of course; he gets first choice of all the women. Then you and Dean. Then all us girls. Then Heather at the bottom - she has to obey any guy or girl who wants her. That means you can take any of us at any time. Why, if you wanted to fuck Joy or me right now, we'd have to spread our legs and obey. What's that, you say? You're ready to fuck right now? Who do you want: me, or Joy? ... What's that? I can't hear you."

Janice laughed a little bit at her private joke, because she knew that Sean couldn't say anything at all, thanks to the gag in his mouth. But she was serious about her list comments. That was basically the agreement she and Joy had made with Alan when he'd made the offer to them just before cheerleader practice.

Satisfied that her verbal efforts were having an effect, Janice dropped down to her knees as well, but remained behind Sean and licked along the base of his scrotum. She couldn't help but chuckle a bit as she imagined just how hard, shocked, and aroused Sean must be.

Sean's eyes rolled into his head and he tightened all his muscles in an extreme effort not to cum. Looking through the slats, he could see and hear Alan and Kim climaxing, and he knew that Heather would be Alan's next target. He didn't want to have a flaccid penis when he watched Alan take her.

He closed his eyes and moaned in such agony that Joy heard his struggle and eased up on her cocksucking just enough to keep him from going over the edge.

He wanted to swat her away, but bound as he was, he couldn't move his hands. He couldn't even wipe away the sweat rolling into his eyes. Somehow, being helpless like this was even more of a turn-on.

He looked back out and saw Kim arching her back dramatically and her arms flailing around above her head as she screamed like a banshee. The only thing he could make out was "YEEESSSS SIIIIRRRR!" Heather's hands and face seemed busy with Kim's ass, but Sean couldn't see exactly what was happening there. Alan seemed relatively calm compared to Kim, but he too was yelling and thrusting and sweating.

The sight was too much for Sean. What especially got him was seeing Heather's head down low, but her naked ass up high as she wiggled about between Alan's legs. He tried to send a mental thought to Joy. Please! Have mercy! Stop all together or I'm going to lose it! Stop sucking my cock! Please! NoooOOOOoooo!

He lost it. It seemed like gallons of jism poured out into Joy's mouth. It felt as if each time Janice thrust her finger up his ass again, it forced another rope out of him until his balls were drained dry. Once again, he collapsed into the mass of clothes behind him, except this time he was better supported by Janice and Joy.

He'd never had a climax that felt that good. He didn't even know such feelings were possible. He was wiped out.

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