6 Times a Day

Alan fell back onto the bed yet again, closed his eyes, and relaxed. Even after all the indescribably wonderful sexual experiences he'd had lately, he could barely imagine it was possible to feel so good for so long. It wasn't just that Susan and Suzanne knew how to arouse him so well; they also were so infectiously happy, enthusiastic, and loving that he couldn't help but feel the same and want to return the love.

He again thought of his troubles with Glory, but he could hardly feel sorrowful at the moment. Life just felt too good.

As usual, Susan got busy licking Alan's cock and balls clean. (In fact, her mouth never really broke contact with his dick.) She looked up at Suzanne. "Hey, wanna help me clean?"

"No. I'm good. I could use a break. I'm sure you've got that covered. I had the first load and you got the second, so it worked out nicely." Now that she'd climaxed and the cocky fun was over, Suzanne wasn't feeling so jealous about missing out on the cum blast.

"Mmmm," Susan agreed.

Suzanne didn't share Susan's love of "cleaning" afterwards. Seeing her best friend still licking so ardently, she asked, "By the way, doesn't your tongue ever get tired?"

Susan replied as she lapped, "Sure. All the time, in fact. The first weeks, sometimes it was a trial to keep going. Same with my jaw, and even my hands at times. But the more I do it, the longer I can go! Isn't that great? I have fantasies about literally sucking my cutie Tiger's cock for hours at a time!"

Suzanne just rolled her eyes. She loved cocksucking too, but she wasn't nearly that dedicated about it. Fucking would always be her favorite.

Once Susan was done a couple of minutes later, Alan sat up, opened his eyes, and spoke. "Wow, that orgasm was crazy great. Thank you."

"No, thank YOU," Susan replied emphatically.

He thought that was weird, but he chose to ignore it, especially since Suzanne rolled her eyes again. Instead, he continued, "The way you two talk dirty, it's totally out of control! I have no idea what's real and what's fantasy, and I don't care. It's all so good. That's gonna keep me at least mentally hard all weekend, and beyond."

Susan spoke. "I think I've noticed! You're permanently hard these days, it seems. That was some undefeatable boner you had there! It's getting to be the point where you'll be able to fuck our mouths, cunts, and asses twenty-four hours a day."

He wanted to say something modest, but the truth was, even he was shocked at how much dual "tongue lashing" his penis had just "endured," and it would have sounded false to try to downplay it. He knew that even a week ago he couldn't have lasted half that long in the face of that much incredible and nearly non-stop arousal.

Suzanne asked teasingly, "But if he's fucking twenty-four hours a day, then how can the poor, cum-filled boy ever get any sleep, with some pretty woman always bouncing up and down on him? Imagine the line outside his bedroom - a long line of sexy, busty women standing there in nothing but their high heels, waiting to have just one ride on the world-famous Alan Plummer Experience."

"Would you two stop, please?!" He had no doubt they could have him hard again in minutes if they put their minds to it.

Susan pouted, "But it's soooo much fun! We talk like this most mornings while you're away at school, but it's so much better with you actually listening in."

He sighed, because he felt so completely exhausted. "I really have to go. Akami must be waiting for me by now. Mom, do you mind if I use the other car?" He immediately amended, "I mean the Beemer, your idiotic, gay, soon-to-be ex-husband's car."

Susan answered matter-of-factly, "Call it YOUR car, Son. You're the man of the house now, since you've tamed us all with your big, thick cock." She wasn't just saying that to arouse him; she really meant it. She went to her purse and gave him the keys.

Alan thought, Wow! She just gave me a friggin' car! But I can hardly even say "yeay" in response, because they just cocksucked me half to death. Still, I need to say something, to show my appreciation. "Geez! Thanks! That's too cool."

Susan brushed it off. "It's nothing." She leered with unabashed desire, "Being man of the house around here comes with many, many rewards and privileges."

The knowing, husky way she said that gave him goose bumps all over again. Oh, man! I'm one reward away from having to go to the hospital. And yet I'm supposed to get up and drive a car. Uh-uh. Ain't gonna happen.

He rested there for a few minutes. Knowing that his two voluptuous women were still there and still buck naked, he made sure to keep his eyes closed. He knew that they were tired too, especially since they'd been doing all of the work, but he also knew they'd be up for more if his dick engorged.

But eventually he gathered his energy, stood up, and staggered to the bedroom door. He felt overwhelmed. "My God! This is out of control! I've never felt so aroused in all my life, the way you two carry on. Thank you AGAIN for that epic session."

He propped himself against the door frame, since standing was a challenge. "By the way, Mom, are you really serious about the car?"

"Of course, Tiger. Forget Ron. He's gone. Out of the picture for good. I don't know about you, but I won't even miss him. I want to put aside my old life like some kind of bad nightmare, minus the few good bits, like raising you and Angel. Calling you the man of the house isn't just an expression anymore, it's a fact. And it DOES come with many rewards and privileges. You'll see." She winked.

He considered moving from his spot resting against the door frame. "Oh, man. I gotta somehow take a shower."

Susan said emphatically, "No shower!"

"But I'm all stinky and sweaty. Even though I just sat or laid there for the most part, my heart was pounding hard the whole time."

Susan said, "Sweaty is good. That means a manly smell and lots of pheromones. Akami will love it, trust me. Now, don't dawdle."

Suzanne added, "That's right. I'm sure Akami is getting all wet and juicy waiting for you. She's probably sitting up on one of those examination chairs with her legs splayed out, rubbing her little kitty right now and thinking about you. She'll love that you're a little... pungent."

She raised her arms over her naked body, just to wow him with a sexy pose. Then she flopped out on the bed, because all the sex had tired her out, and she could crash now that Alan was leaving.

"That's right," Susan agreed as she rested next to her best friend. "But don't drill her TOO long. And don't give her too many sperm samples. Save some more for your two cum-thirsty mommies."

He thought it very interesting that Susan referred to Suzanne as a fellow mommy. He thought, Akami? Waiting to have sex with me? What have I done to deserve this? Honestly, I'm just a guy. I'm not THAT great in bed. Is it just pure luck, or what?

He still was oblivious about Suzanne's six-times-a-day scheme.

Susan chided him, sounding very motherly, "If you're very late, you won't have time for dinner before the scouts come pick you up. All this teasing and sucking and stroking is exhausting, so I'm gonna take a nap in the meantime. That way, I'll have some strength so we can play some more when you get back. Speaking for myself, I know I'd like a good buttfuck or titfuck to tide me over for the weekend, and I imagine Suzanne wouldn't mind a good ol' pussy fuck. So that's even more reason not to be a minute late!"

"Okay." He looked at his two insanely voluptuous women sprawled out on the bed, resting, and his eyes bugged out. They lay across the top of the sheets with their asses pointed in his direction.

Holy Toledo, they're so amazing. I'm the luckiest guy in the world. Maybe there's some truth to their claims to me being so good at sex, but I swear that it's all practice. Any guy locked in a room for a few days with these two would turn into an incredible fucker before they opened the door to let him out. Actually, they'd probably find him fucked to death.

He walked to his dresser and put a new set of clothes on, but he keep on thinking about his situation while occasionally glancing at the two sex bombs flopped all over his bed. This really puts the whole thing with Glory into perspective. Mom's right: no matter what happens to her, I still have others who love me deeply. I just can't go wrong no matter what I do, with these two and Sis and Aims standing behind me. Wow. I am so mind-bogglingly, jaw-droppingly lucky.

And it never would have happened without Dr. Fredrickson, Akami, and their awesome six-times-a-day treatment plan for my energy problem. Speaking of which, I really have to go. So much to do, and so little time. Or should I say, so many people to do, and so little time! HA! Greatness!

He was surprised to sense his energy returning already. Man, it's great to be eighteen and in good shape. He tossed the car keys up, snatched them out of the air victoriously, took a look at the clock reading four-fifteen, and rushed downstairs to the car.

After he'd been gone a minute or two, Suzanne and Susan both tentatively opened their eyes. "Is he gone?" Susan asked. "For sure?"

Suzanne wore a devilish smile. "Hmmm. Yeah. I can just make out the sound of the car starting."

"Goody! Quick! Get the breast pump! I want to be bursting with milk before Tiger returns from his scouting trip! He's going to suckle his Mommy!"

Suzanne was excited to do just that, but then she felt a twinge of responsibility. "Okay, but don't you think we should chill out a bit? I mean, we can't just think 'cock, cock, cock' all day long. I don't know about you, but all that cocksucking really wiped me out."

"Why not push ourselves? It's not like we have jobs. Heck, if I fall behind with things around the house, I'll just hire a sexy maid and have her join our sex games too. Besides, Tiger's gonna be gone all weekend on the hiking trip. We can chill out and sleep to our heart's content then."

Suzanne thought about that, and then said, "Good point."

She remained surprised at just what an enthusiastic convert to the sex life Susan had become. Lately, it seemed everything both she and Susan did was sex-related in some manner. She tried to remember what she used to do with all her time before the six-times-a-day scheme began.

Looking back, I've wasted most of my time with useless busy work. I used to spend hours and hours studying the stock market and buying and selling stocks. I hardly do that anymore, yet ironically I'm still making just as much money. Let's see, would I rather suck Sweetie's cock with Susan or sit in front of a computer studying P/E ratios and risk graphs? Ha! It's no contest!

However, there were some things she wanted to make clear first. She half-asked, half-commented, "I think we helped Sweetie handle his sorrow about Glory, don't you?"

"Definitely. We sucked and licked and stroked his great big cock for so long, that I'll bet there were times he even forgot HIS name, much less her name." Susan chuckled. "Besides, I really think that situation with her will work out. I mean, how can anyone resist his cock for long? Seriously!"

Suzanne replied, "I know what you mean, but I'm less optimistic. The incest taboo is a very powerful thing. Try putting yourself back in your shoes as of a couple of months ago."

Susan frowned as she tried to mentally do that. "I see what you mean, but Ms. Rhymer is not involved with incest; she just knows about him having incest with someone else. She'll get over that, right?"

"We'll see." Suzanne pondered that in silence for a few moments. Then she added, "Oh, and you do know that those fantasies we were talking about are just fantasies, right? We are NOT going to go around recruiting busty mothers, or any of the rest of it."

"Oh, poo!" Susan pouted. "Not even one or two?"

Suzanne rolled her eyes. "You're too much. But you do know those are fantasies. Content yourself with merely further corrupting Brenda, okay?"

"Yeah. I suppose. But in a better world EVERY mother would learn the joy of physically expressing her motherly love through endless cocksucking, plus all of the other wonderful ways to pleasure a cock. I understand now why the good Lord made male and female bodies the way they are."

Suzanne responded, "Hey, this is still a pretty damn great world, and not just for our lucky Sweetie. I honestly feel like I'm living a dream every day. In fact, I think it's time for some more lactation practice."

Susan's face lit up, and she roused herself enough to sit up. She pumped a fist. "Yes!"

Suzanne groaned, but she managed to get up too. She sashayed her sexy, bare ass out of the room as she went to get the pump.