6 Times a Day

Sorry for the Delay everyone.

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Susan continued to stand in front of the others for a minute, reveling in the attention even as a part of her felt like fleeing from it, now that she'd had her hard-won climax.

Everyone complimented her performance.

Seeing the hungry looks in the other women's eyes, she wondered if the three of them were all keen on having sex with her. They were; that was obvious even to the relatively naïve Susan.

She thought, That would be wrong. So wrong. But I should do anything - ANYTHING - to help my Tiger. After all, he's forced me to kiss my own daughter just to help him get hard. Why should we stop there? Maybe he'll make me please them all, one after another.

Maybe he'll even fuck me right now in front of everybody, and then have me do all of them once he's through with me! Whenever I obey his commands I end up feeling so good. He's tamed me and controls me, so how can I deny him anything? My body is here just to serve him and his magnificent cock. I must obey his every wish, no matter what he tells me to do!

These thoughts made her tingle with electric excitement, even though some part of her knew that she was as high on sexual energy as if she were on a drug, and that, like a drug, when she "came down" later she'd regret fantasies such as this one.

She finally looked down and saw Alan's flaccid member dangling a few feet in front of her. That caused her to remember why she had been taking her clothes off in the first place. Her son's dick was still recovering from shooting off a couple of minutes earlier, so it was still very sensitive, but that didn't slow her down.

She crawled over to her usual spot between Alan's legs. The she asked her daughter, "Aren't you going to clean him?"

"What?" Katherine was so carried away by all she'd seen that she wasn't thinking.

Sighing, Susan gently but firmly pushed Katherine away. She wanted her son's dick to fill her mouth until she gagged on the sheer fullness of the cock stuffing her throat, so it frustrated her to no end that it had deflated and was now flaccid. She contented herself with at least being able to lick his penis and balls clean, as usual.

After a minute or two of contented licking, she said, "Tiger, I think it's time you wash my mouth out with soap for using such filthy language. I'll close my eyes and open my mouth and you put whatever you want into it, because I've been such a bad girl."

Alan thought there was simply no way for his dick to get hard again that evening. In fact, for the longest time it did not.

Many minutes passed while Susan kept his shrunken penis between her lips. The other women got up to stretch and get drinks and so forth.

Amy put on some more music. She picked the Talking Heads' album "Speaking in Tongues" partially because she loved that band's dance music, but mostly because it had a song entitled "Girlfriend Is Better." That was a private joke with Alan, since the song's title wasn't really obvious from listening to it. Only the two of them knew the band well enough to know all the real titles.

Susan was determined to get a load of cum from Alan, since she'd missed most of the last one. So she kept licking and teasing his privates, especially his balls, in hopes that if she kept at it he'd grow fully erect once again.

She thought, Look at me! Everybody else is going about their business, but I remain here kneeling and buck naked in this totally humiliating pose. But I can't move; it's like my tongue is glued to my son's cock, flaccid or not! I imagine this is how it's going to be from now on: I'm going to spend literally HOURS servicing my son while life goes on all around me. I'll be one of many competing for that honor. Is anything more hot and thrilling than that?! I think not! MMMM!

As a result of Susan's continued licking, Alan was trapped in his seat. He asked Amy as she was heading to the kitchen, "So, what did you think of all that?"

She stopped and looked his way. "Wow. It was way sexy! But it's gonna be hard to live up to that. I mean, Aunt Susan is all super centerfold-y. Her body is just so perfect and curvy."

Susan made some happy "Mmmm!" sounds in response to those compliments, even while she continued to hold her son's flaccid dick in her mouth, lightly suckling on it.

Alan said to Amy, "That's true. But you're 'all super centerfold-y' too, you know." He smiled, thinking about how only Amy could turn "centerfold" into a comparative adjective. "Every time I look at you, I get as aroused as I did watching Mom just now."

"You're just saying that! But I love it!" Grinning from ear to ear, Amy bent over and kissed him on the cheek, then skipped out of the room.

For a long time, Susan just kept on lapping at her son's penis and balls.

The others all drifted back into the room. Suzanne broke the silence by leading a spirited discussion with Amy about exactly what she thought being Alan's boyfriend would entail. Susan would have liked to join in, but she just kept on licking and licking and licking.

After at least five minutes, she could tell that her efforts were paying off when her son's penis began to revive. She wasn't too surprised; she figured the fact that she was sitting buck naked between her son's legs looking up into his eyes with longing was bound to affect him sooner or later.

Before long, she began to suck on his dick, and was rewarded as it gradually expanded inside her mouth. She'd initially had nearly his entire cock in her mouth, but she had to back off a bit as it grew longer because she hadn't yet learned to deep throat him.

The others noticed the progress she was making, and that caused the sexual energy in the room to rise.

Susan began play-acting a little bit once again. She opened her mouth around his cock with mock horror, pretending she was her old self and very puzzled by this large intrusion into the middle of her face. She continued to suck on it like it was sweet candy but somehow at the same time her overstuffed mouth managed to say, "Awwan, wha kinda thoap ith thith? Tho wery unpwoper!"

Alan could hardly believe his dick was fully hard again; he found that nearly as improbable as that he was also again completely aroused mentally. "Mom, don't worry about that. That's, uh, a new type of soap." He grabbed the back of her head and pretended to force her to continue sucking.

In reality she needed no encouragement at all. She attacked his erection with renewed vigor, using her favorite corkscrew-like moves. The sexual energy in the room continued to grow, thanks mainly to Susan's passion. However, none of the women were masturbating themselves, at least not yet.

Alan moved his hands to his mother's butt and kept them there. He reached down to her pussy and found that she was already dripping wet. He turned to Amy, who was sitting on a nearby sofa, and asked her, "Does this bother you, seeing us like this?"

Susan had eased up a bit on her oral assault, so at this point he didn't have to struggle just to speak.

Amy replied, "No. Well, actually it does make me jealous a little bit. You know; I'm wishing I wasn't just watching."

She understood that at the moment her place in Alan's heart was far below Susan's, though she was determined to change that in time. She knew there was nothing she could do about that immediately. She was also more than a little jealous about just how sexy and slutty Susan had acted. She knew that she couldn't put on a performance half that good, at least not yet, and suspected that, at this point, none of the others would permit her to do so even if she could.

"That's understandable," he said. "If it makes you feel better, you can masturbate yourself, or have Sis help you out."

"That's okay. Maybe next time. I want to concentrate on watching so I can learn to do better."

"Good," he said assuredly. "You'll have a lot of chances to watch and learn. As you know, around here, Mom pretty much calls the shots, particularly on Tuesdays. And lately, as I'm sure you've noticed, she's been in favor of giving me lots of blowjobs."

He started caressing his mother's tits, sometimes pulling her nipples with unusual aggression.

She feebly tried to swat his hands away, but that was only for show. The way Alan was aggressively taking charge and the whole Amy-as-girlfriend plan had left her simply too horny to resist. The way he was playing with her was leading to a kind of vicious circle where he was getting more aggressive and she was getting more aroused and willing.

He already needed another strategic break to delay his climax, so he pushed her mouth away and tried to devote all of his attention to pleasuring her for a change. "Here, Mom. Stand in front of me."

"Yes, Son!" She stood up quickly, but she was so insanely aroused that it looked like she was having a hard time just standing up straight.

When he saw that, he patted the sofa cushion next to him, indicating that she should sit there.

Then he began casually fingering her pussy, even though that was a violation of the 'boundaries'. That had been one rule that she'd been fairly consistent in actually keeping, because she saw that as a gateway to getting fucked. But he gambled that she was too aroused at the moment to complain or swat him away.

She thought, Good GOD! He's not supposed to do that! It's so WRONG! A sin! But he doesn't care; he just takes what he wants! In the exact same way that he just tamed Amy in front of all of us, taking her for his official girlfriend, he's showing everyone how much he's tamed his big-titted mommy too!

Even though I'm consumed with lust at the moment, I HAVE to say something! If I allow this, he's gonna start playing with my pussy all the time, like it's his God-given right! And then it's just a matter of days before he's not only playing with it, he's FUCKING it! It'll become his right to fuck me whenever he feels like it! Then I'll be a total incestuous mommy-slut! No, a mommy-SLAVE! With his cock forever in my mouth, my cleavage, or my PUSSY! My burning hot, throbbing, needy pussy!

These thoughts aroused her so much that she lost the willpower to object, as he had hoped. She began writhing in her seat almost uncontrollably. But then she looked over at Suzanne and noticed a pleased look on her face. Remembering that she was being watched, she forced herself to calm down and stay at least relatively still. She closed her eyes and slowly counted to ten, and that helped.

While pulling on Susan's clit as if it was something that he did all the time, Alan explained to Amy, "Remember, Mom is the de-facto head of this house. So if she orders any of us to do something, we all have to oblige. If she ordered me to fuck her pussy until she couldn't walk, I'd have no choice but to do it."

Susan answered between heavy breaths, "Don't worry, everybody; I'd never ask him to do that. He's a good boy. He stays away from my, uh, pussy." She sincerely believed it herself, generally speaking, but she would have been a lot more convincing to everyone else if he hadn't been busy petting her furry bush and fiddling with her clit at the very moment that she'd said that.

As soon as those words were out of her mouth, Alan seemed to deliberately mock her statement even more by pushing two fingers deep into her pussy. He appeared relatively calm, but his heart was pounding wildly as another one of Susan's boundaries was transgressed.

Her only response was a loud moan and more breathless heaving of her lungs. "Besides, I'm the, uh, female, oooh! ... The FEMALE head of this house. Uh! ... But Tiger... Tiger... Mmmm! As a boy, a man... He's the main head... Head of the... MMMM! We must... we must OBEY! UGH! God, it's so good!"

Both he and his mother acted as if his fingers weren't where they were, and neither of them said a word about it. Luckily, the Talking Heads album was still playing in the background, so the silence of the others wasn't quite so awkward.

Susan hoped against hope that the others wouldn't notice what he was doing, even as everyone closely watched. She decided to just not think about it, so she bent down over his lap and went back to cocksucking. Since she was sitting next to him, she could suck him off even as he kept fingerbanging her.

Alan thought to himself, I actually have my fingers in my mother's cunt! Yes! At least I've finally got something up there. Yeah! What a day of firsts. This feels so damn good. But what'll feel even better is when I replace it with something longer and thicker. I just KNOW I'm going to fuck her, and soon! She's so horny all the time now that one of these days she gonna break down completely and say the magic words. She's gonna get on her knees and beg me to fuck her. And I will!

Actually, I'm fucking her right now! My fingers are a stand-in for my dick and I'm fucking my mother! I'm a motherfucker! He liked this idea so much that he really let her have it, forcefully digging deeper and deeper into her pussy with each thrust.

She responded in kind by sucking and licking his erection with even more than her usual great enthusiasm. It was as if she was lost in an erotic frenzy.

Perhaps surprisingly, the other three behaved themselves. None of them had even masturbated since they took the break to get drinks and such. That was mostly because Suzanne didn't want things to get even more sexual with Amy there, and Katherine and Amy had followed her lead. But all three were on the edge of their seats, constantly fidgeting with barely suppressed lust.

The more excited Alan got from the way his mother was sucking his cock, the more passionately he fingered her pussy. This in turn excited her even more, which was channeled into even more passionate cocksucking. This resulting positive feedback loop raised the heat of the entire room. With both mother and son going at each other like jackhammers ripping through concrete, Alan knew he couldn't last long.

He figured his best bet was to make her cum before he did. He hoped she'd be so out of it that she'd have to give up on him for a while, allowing him to recover.

Luckily, Susan was so very aroused that she started cumming shortly after he had those thoughts. He didn't actually have to do much except keep on fingering her and clenching his own PC muscle.

Her climax was no ordinary one, in part due to Alan's fingers probing her pussy so intensely. But it was also due to her realization that he shouldn't be touching her there at all, and the realization that so many eyes were watching her shamelessly bobbing on her son's shaft while he was "violating" her in that manner.

She came hard, loud, and repeatedly. She actually screamed at the top of her lungs, finally forcing her to pull off, releasing her tight lip-seal around his shaft.

As her climax finally fizzled out, Amy nudged her own mother and said, "Wow! Mom, Aunt Susan really loves sucking Alan's cock, doesn't she?"

Suzanne replied, "She does."

"And she's really good at it, isn't she?"

"Yes, she is."

Amy raised a fist dramatically. "I'm gonna be that good! Now that I'm his official girlfriend, I've gotta be the best!"

Katherine blanched when she heard Amy repeating the words "official girlfriend." That really rankled her; she didn't like the added competition. But it was Amy, her best friend, so she couldn't get that upset.

When Susan was done, she lay down on the floor between one of the sofas and the table. She was a sweaty, dripping heap of naked, exhausted ecstasy. Just as Alan had hoped, she was too wiped out to continue the blowjob. He was glad for that, because he didn't want to be displaying a limp member in the middle of all this excitement. Even so, his erection did wane for a while as he rested.

Susan thought, once she was once again capable of coherent thinking, There's only one thing I know, and that's that I have to feel like that again, and soon! Mommy got a nice reward for all her hard licking and sucking. Not to mention her striptease. I didn't even get him to cum though. His cock is just too powerful! He defeated me, and it feels so fine. Mmmm! But that's okay. I'll be up to another pass shortly. Once he's had a brief break I'll be able to suck on him that much longer!

She looked up at him and said, "Thank you for teaching my mouth a lesson in using naughty words like 'tit.' Oh shit! I said 'tit' again! Oh shit! I said 'shit' too, and 'tit' even more! And again! Oh well. Looks like you're going to have to wash my mouth out with your cock, let's see, one, two, three, four, five, six more times tonight. Oh no, seven, because 'cock' is a dirty word too. Oops! I said it again! Make that eight!"

Everyone had a hearty laugh.

She went on, "You're going to have to fuck my mouth eight times. Oh wait. 'Fuck' is a dirty word too. Make it nine. Oh wait..." She finally stopped when her voice was drowned out by laughter.

She joined in the laughing and they all laughed until it hurt. Then they just sat around and smiled at each other. It might have seemed strange to an outsider, but there was a strong feeling of love in the air, as well as of lust. Events like this just seemed to tie everyone together even closer than before.

Alan eventually broke the silence by saying to Amy, with great understatement, "So anyway, that's how it works around here."