6 Times a Day

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Meanwhile, Alan turned his mental focus to his own family because he had work to do there.

Amy walked with him into the Plummer home.

Both of them were sure there was going to be a lot of questions and hand-wringing.

As soon as he opened the front door, he found Susan standing there. This did not surprise him. But he was surprised that she wasn't dressed in an erotic apron or something similar, showing her constant readiness for sexual fun. Instead, she was dressed in blue jeans and a conventional pink top like a typical housewife.

That didn't stop her from rushing up to him and Amy and hugging them both, though. "Goodness! You're both okay! I'm so relieved."

It hit Alan that Katherine must have taken his advice and come home about half an hour early. No doubt, she'd talked to the others and gotten them all worked up. He saw it as his job to calm their fears, because the last thing he wanted was to be all stressed out at school and then come home and have his loved ones infecting him with a stressful mood.

He looked again at Susan's outfit and saw that she was giving him a regretful look.

She looked down at herself then whispered to him so quietly that it was more like her mouthing the words, "Sorry. Suzanne insisted." She flopped her arms up and down in frustration.

He smiled at his first mother's eagerness to please. He whispered in her ear, "Don't worry, you'd excite me even if you wore a potato sack from your neck to your feet."

That got a big smile and a kiss on the lips from her.

He added, "You know why? 'Cos your love and natural beauty always shines through."

She beamed as bright as the sun. "Oh, Son!" She wrapped herself around him like an octopus and squeezed him with all her might as her mouth latched itself to his again. One of her hands slipped inside his jeans to directly squeeze his left ass cheek.

The kiss was cut short though when Amy started coughing loudly. Katherine and Suzanne could easily guess what was happening, and joined in the cough attack from across the house.

Alan and Amy soon sat down in the living room with Susan, Suzanne, and Katherine, and they began relating everything that had happened. Everyone remained clothed except for Amy, who to no one's surprise, stripped naked pretty much from the moment the front door closed.

Almost as soon as Alan sat down on a long sofa, Susan sat on the floor in front of him, unzipped his pants, pulled out his flaccid penis, and began stroking it to life.

He was surprised. "Mom, there's a time for that kind of thing, and this isn't it."

As her fingers danced up and down his growing shaft, she said, "I beg to differ, Tiger. I know you pretty well. Sex can be many things. It can be an emotional bonder, a reaffirmation of love, a wild release, and so on. It also can be a stress release, and that's what you need right now. Don't worry, I'm just going to give you a really mild penis tending. Not enough to get you worked up and lose your concentration, but just enough to take the edge off of your worries. Is that okay, Suzanne?"

Suzanne nodded. "It sounds like we're not in an immediate crisis mode like some people led me to believe" - she shot an irritated look at Katherine - "so knock yourself out."

Susan sighed happily as she rhythmically pressed her thumb on his sweet spot. "Thanks. Frankly, I need it to reduce my stress too. Son, what these football clods are doing to you is just dreadful! I can't stand to see you suffer - I want to see you smile, and you know how much I love to lick and stroke and suck your cock until you're smiling from ear to ear." She smiled at him in a very motherly way.

He looked down at her busy hands and her beaming face, and could help but smile back.

As his dick became stiff in her hands, she thought, I DO feel better! A lot better. I feel fulfilled, knowing I'm making my cutie Tiger stiff and happy. MMMM! This is so relaxing...

But one thing was still irking her. She temporarily let go of her son's pole as she pulled her pale coral top up enough to expose all of her large breasts. Naturally, she didn't wear a bra. She let out a big sigh of contentment as she freed her tits from their confinement; from her sigh it seemed as if she'd just slipped into a warm bubble bath.

Alan chuckled at her obvious relief.

She looked over at Suzanne with obvious guilt and embarrassment on her face. "Sorry, Suzanne. I know you said we should stay clothed, but I can't help myself. What's the point of a big-titted mommy having her God-given endowments if she can't show them off to her son? That's just... wrong!"

Suzanne rolled her eyes and chuckled.

As Susan resumed stroking her son's erection with both hands, she wiggled her rack for him in time to her rhythm. Mmmm! That's even better! This feels so good and right. Tiger's big fat cock growing warm and excited in my hands, with my bouncy boobs on display... Aaaaah! Heaven! This is what being a big-titted mommy slave is all about! I just wish I could take this stupid top all the way off, and my tight jeans for good measure. And SUCK!

I definitely would love to feel his thickness filling my mouth, and pleasure him with my tongue and sliding lips. I have so many moves I want to work on. But Suzanne would put up a big stink. I should be happy with this - for now.

She asked, "How does that feel, Son? Better?"

"Mom, it feels so good. You know, I was just chuckling at your happy sigh, but I feel the same. I feel this sense of... peace... looking at your topless body. The way your tits are undulating back and forth in such a sexy manner, while your whole body sways forward and back in time to your stroking... Man! This is bliss. Things are really stressful at school right now, but at home, everything is so delightfully straightforward. Like that."

He chuckled, because even as she continued to stroke, she was already bending forward and licking around his cockhead.

Suzanne coughed. "Susan, we do want him to be able to think. And talk."

"Oh, poo!" With the greatest reluctance, Susan reverted to merely blowing air all around his cockhead.

But Suzanne coughed again. She knew Susan's tongue would be back out to play in less than a minute, if she kept her face that close.

Susan reluctantly pulled back, but kept up a very skilled cock stroking.

Alan sighed happily. "You really are too wonderful and too good to me, Mom. So beautiful, so physically perfect in every way. I swear, you're twenty years old, tops, and your waist is impossibly thin. And those enormous tits!"

He would have gone on with his praise, but he knew Katherine was sensitive about the breast size issue. He abruptly changed the topic. "So where was I?"

But before he could say more, the sound of loud slurping filled the room.

Suzanne coughed again, because she realized where that noise was coming from: Susan had suddenly engulfed Alan's cockhead and was steadily bobbing on it.

Susan pulled back in response to Suzanne's cough, but she merely went from sucking on his cock to licking it. She protested as she licked, "I'm sorry, but I can't stop! With compliments like that, how can I resist? Come on. Please can't I at least lick it? I promise I'll be good."

Feeling naughty, Alan decided to throw fuel to the fire. "Oh yeah. Did I mention that, today at school, I had four cheerleaders stroke my dick while a fifth licked it?"

Amy proudly proclaimed, "I was one of 'em!"

Even Suzanne was impressed by his claim, especially since she could tell it was true. She muttered, "Holy shit!"

Susan gasped loudly. "Good Lord! This wonderful cock demands service! It NEEDS my lips and tongue! I'm sorry, but I'm claiming special Mommy privileges!" She engulfed his cockhead again and bobbed with even more love and passion.

Suzanne rolled her eyes, and lightly chuckled. "Fine, since there's no stopping you anyway, not after that 'five cheerleaders at once' news. But please, once you calm down, just lightly lick so the poor boy can still talk, at least!"

Susan thought while she sucked, THANK YOU, Suzanne! You're the best 'best friend' ever! I'm glad you understand that I just can't resist! FIVE cheerleaders working on his cock all at once?! Oooh! I would squeal like a stuck pig if my mouth wasn't so jam-packed with cock-meat! MMMM! Tiger, let me reward you. A powerful cock that's tamed the entire cheerleading squad deserves to be rewarded! I've been thinking all day about so many tricks and moves to use on you. Like this one.

She took advantage of the fact that she was wearing blue jeans, because she'd stored a breath mint in a pocket. She furtively took it out and slipped it into her mouth, then resumed her favorite corkscrew-bobbing style.

Suzanne turned to Alan. "And don't mention another word about all those cheerleader tongues and fingers, or an orgy is gonna break out. Heck, we'd probably end up reenacting whatever the hell happened to you."

His eyes bugged out like a comic-book character in response to the sudden cool, tingly feeling on his erection.

Katherine practically jumped out of her seat in response to Suzanne's comment. "Ooooh! What a GREAT idea!"

Then Amy did jump out of her seat. "Ooooh! I second that! Let's TOTALLY do that!"

Suzanne gave the girls a chagrined look. "Calm down, you two. First, we HAVE to find out what happened. This is serious. Sweetie, are you okay?"

She said that because his eyes were still as wide as saucers and his hands were clutched into fists. Suzanne had used a breath mint on him before, but it had been a long while, and he'd been taken by complete surprise. To make matters worse, or better depending on one's point of view, Susan was using the tip of her tongue to rub the mint up and down the inner side of his shaft, repeatedly touching his sweet spot with it. it felt so intense that he wanted to scream.

After a long pause, he managed to calm himself, more or less. He said, "I'm good. Just a little... uh... surprised... by your, uh, reenactment suggestion."

Suzanne eyed him critically. She strongly suspected that it was something special Susan was doing with her mouth that was driving him wild, but it was only a hunch since she couldn't tell for certain what was going on in there. She wanted to know so she could do it to him too.

Susan realized she needed to take it easy on him or Suzanne would get too suspicious and bring an early end to her fun. So she slowed her sucking and was more sparing with the mint contact.

That in turn allowed Alan to calm down enough to talk more freely. He proceeded to narrate what had happened at school with the football players, despite Susan's continued blowjob efforts.

From time to time, Amy and Katherine added tidbits of their own. For instance, Katherine related the gist of her conversation with Christine, minus her fantasies of getting Christine to join the harem. She wasn't sure whether Alan would like those fantasies and she didn't want to know it if he didn't approve.

Amy added some details that surprised even Alan. She explained, "I really have to apologize. At lunch, these guys came up to me when I was at my locker and started talking to me. As usual, they were only there to ogle. I played dumb as usual, since that's what's expected of me. But I recognized some of them and I realized they were a bunch of football players. I thought, 'A-ha! Here's one of those times when my airhead act can pay off. I'll play it really dumb and slutty with these guys and see if I can figure something out that'll help my lover."

Alan interrupted, a bit concerned. "What do you mean by 'slutty'?" He was slumped down and feeling increasingly relaxed since Susan had lubed up most of his shaft with some kind of edible oil and was slowly sliding her hands all over it. She also continued to alternately blow and lick on the cockhead.

Amy explained, "Oh, you know. The usual. Bending forward, stretching, pretending to drop something so I can bend over. That kind of thing." She demonstrated as she continued to talk, twisting her naked body this way and that.

Alan found Amy's movements, plus the way Susan's fingers, lips, and tongue were gently making love to his cock, extremely distracting. When Amy walked over to where he sat and then bent over to touch her toes so her ass was practically next to the kneeling Susan's face, he was forced to squeeze his PC muscle a few times before Amy stood up again.

As Amy bent over a chair, she exclaimed, "This is FUN! It's totally way more fun doing it naked and with my Official Boyfriend watching. I swear I can actually see him clenching his PC thingy whenever I strike a sexy pose!"

"You probably can," he groaned as he was forced to use his PC muscle yet again.

Amy struck another pose, raising her arms high above her head. "I wonder if I can make Brother cum just from standing here. Well, that and Mom's hot lips and busy tongue, of course." She giggled.

Susan seemed to want to rise to the occasion. She'd been taking it relatively easy on him due to the serious conversation, and her breath mint had melted away. But she tightened her lip-lock and bobbed with great suction. At the same time, she stroked the rest of his shaft and fondled his balls for good measure.

Suzanne growled at Amy, "Less preening, more explaining."

"M'kay." Amy continued to talk, even as she struck another alluring pose, proudly flaunting her gorgeous naked body. "I wouldn't ever actually let any of those guys touch me, but I've found that after some flirting like that all their blood runs from their heads to their groins and they're way more likely to say stupid stuff. And then I act all, 'I'm so, like, totally eager to meet with you alone, but can't you answer this one silly question first?'"

She bent over right in front of Alan, causing her tits to dangle down and sway in a very delightful way.

He groaned with almost painful arousal. He could easily imagine Amy bending over with a top on, but still showing off a massive amount of cleavage to the guys at school. He pushed Susan's mouth off his dick, which allowed him to narrowly avert an orgasmic crisis.

Staying frozen in that position, Amy fluttered her eyelids as if she was the epitome of innocence. "It works! With these guys, I made it clear that I liked to be really friendly with guys who didn't want to hurt you but not at all friendly with your enemies. They fell all over each other trying to tell me what good friends they were with you. I'll bet you don't even know the names of most of 'em!" She giggled.

"So what good does that do?" Alan asked between heavy breaths. He was very cognizant of the fact that his mother was still holding his shaft with one hand. "You're putting yourself at risk and damaging your reputation, and for what?"

"Well, I'm not damaging my reputation. These guys already seem to think I'm some kind of gang bang queen or something. There's been a lot of strong and nasty rumors about me lately and I don't know why people are being so mean. But anyhoo-"

Suddenly, Suzanne barked out like an army officer, "Susan! Stop that! He pushed you away, like, ten seconds ago!"

Everyone looked at Susan. True, she was only jacking Alan off at the moment. But she'd been coming at his crotch from the side, and now she'd moved so she was kneeling between his legs. Obviously, she was getting into position for some serious titfucking and cocksucking. She looked so much like a kid who'd been caught with a hand in the cookie jar that it was quite comical.

"Oh, poo!" she pouted. However, she didn't move, or even let go.

In fact, as she resumed stroking she looked up at her son and winked. She whispered, "Don't mind me; you'll hardly even notice I'm here."

He snorted mirthfully at that.

She continued whispering, "No, really. I promise I'll be good. Just a little bit of stroking. See how I'm only using one hand? And maybe... maybe... Goodness gracious! This big cock, it needs big service! Maybe I'll just blow a little bit of air on the tip..."

He knew what that would lead to, so he said in a chastening tone, "MooOOOoom..."

"I'm sorry. It's just that kneeling between your legs gets me so hot! Of course it would be better if I were wearing nothing but high heels, but the main thing is the idea. I'm here to serve! Even during a serious conversation like this, your powerful cock demands quality service!"

Suzanne groaned. "Letting you do that was NOT a good idea."

Alan figured that if she changed to a less provocative position, she might be able to stop herself from getting too excited. So, before Suzanne put a stop to things altogether, he suggested, "I'll tell you what, Mom. I'll scoot over and you can sit next to me."

Susan reluctantly got up and sat down on the sofa next to her son. Then, after taking off the rest of her clothes, she resumed a steady stroking motion on her favorite body part in the whole world.

She whispered in his ear, "Suzanne's such a meanie. She doesn't understand. She doesn't realize the supreme importance of keeping your stiffy, well... wonderfully stiff! She doesn't understand how good it feels to run my tongue-"