6 Times a Day

Susan had been thinking about what might happen the next time Alan needed to cum while at home. She was supposed to be punishing Suzanne, but she also had her own vow not to help him too much until after Ron was gone. If push came to shove, she thought she might give him a handjob, but she wanted to avoid that eventuality because she doubted that she'd be able to resist turning the handjob into a blowjob.

She assumed Alan would be tired and want to take a nap when he returned home after school and his S-club meeting. Ron's departure for Asia was imminent, leaving her feeling obliged to spend some time with him. There were certain errands that she and Ron needed to take care of together, such as deciding some important purchases. She wanted to make sure that Alan and Katherine made it home by five o'clock, as they had promised, but with Alan being gone with his S-Club meeting and then napping, she figured the late afternoon would be a good time to do her errands with Ron. She'd asked Suzanne to stop by and make sure the kids got home on time.

Alan and Katherine did make it home on time. Katherine, also assuming Alan would take a nap immediately, took off for next door to hang out with Amy.

However, for once Alan didn't feel like napping. It was past his usual nap time, and he was still so energized from the S-club meeting that he knew he'd have a hard time getting to sleep.

He mentioned this to Suzanne when she showed up at the Plummer house to check on him and Katherine. She sensed opportunity. She told him that his alertness was a good thing, because they needed to discuss what had happened the day before with Brenda. Suzanne requested that the discussion take place in Alan's room, in case they might get intimate.

As soon as they were in his room, she closed the door and asked him, "So, what's your pleasure?"

"What do you mean?"

She struck a provocative pose, with her hands behind her head. "I mean, what would you like to do with me? Within a reasonable approximation of Susan's rules, of course." In fact, she was breaking Susan's punishment with that suggestion, but she calculated she could get away with it.

He shrugged. "I don't care. Not because I'm not interested, but because I'm going to be with you whatever we do, and that's the main thing. Anything with you is good. Just sitting here and talking is good. I just love being with you."

Suzanne looked at him in disbelief. Is this kid for real? Or is he filled with more shit than a sewage treatment plant? The thing is, I know him almost as well as I know myself. Sometimes he does shade things a bit - he is a charmer! But I also know from his face when he's totally sincere, and he meant that! My God! Does he have any idea what that does to me? This is true love!

Although Alan was happy to be with Suzanne in any context, the main reason he'd said those words was because he'd just come from a lot of sexual activity at Kim's house and he didn't think he'd be up for more any time soon. But he felt he couldn't explain the real reason for his reticence, due to his need to maintain the S-Club cover story.

They were standing in the middle of his room, fully clothed, but Suzanne was so overcome with lust and love that she suddenly attacked him. She practically tackled him to the bed, kissing him as if she were pouring her heart and soul out to him via her luscious lips.

"Whoa!" he said a few minutes later when they finally came up for air. By that time, she'd managed to get every item of clothing off them both. They lay in the middle of his bed.

His sexual reluctance had been totally forgotten, as demonstrated by his newly engorged boner. He had to snicker to himself over how wrong he'd been with his notion that he couldn't quickly get erect again, especially considering he was with super sultry Suzanne.

She shook her head. "You don't even know, do you?"

"Know what? I know that I love you."

"AAAAIIIIIEEEE!" She squealed like she'd just been stabbed. Then she kissed him passionately, for a long time.

She hadn't so much as touched his erection yet, because she'd focused entirely on the kissing. But it had been rubbing against her here and there, and she was suddenly too aroused to ignore it any longer. She paused in her kissing and said, "Sweetie, just keep saying things like that to me and you'll be amply rewarded. In any case, we may not have a lot of time, so let's get it on!"

"What about talking about Brenda?"

"Oh, we'll have time for that eventually. But... fun first! Again, what would you like me to do? My treat. I wanna blow your mind and set your cock squirting like an out-of-control fire hose."

"Hmmm. Well, there's handjobs, blowjobs, and titfucks, right? Everything else seems off limits, since I'm not allowed to get near your pussy."

"Not true! Well, you're right about Susan's stupid rules, at least for now, but there's all kinds of other things we can do. For instance, check this out." She scooted down the bed, held up one of his feet and began to kiss and lick it.

"Whoa!" he said after a minute or two, when he'd had a chance to consider what she was doing. "That feels pretty good. It's like you're giving my foot a blowjob or something. And it's weirdly intimate. I mean, you've really gotta love someone to get so passionate with their stinky feet. Let me do you."

Again her heart soared, but then she said, "No! Some other time, okay, but not now. We need to get your cock squirting, then get back downstairs. So, again, what's your pleasure?"

He'd had a lot of blowjobs lately, but titfucks were still a comparatively new thing, so his choice was easy. "Well, what about another titfuck? Those are awesome!"

She grinned, thinking about the prolonged titfucking fun she'd had with him yesterday, as well as the one she'd given in the car earlier. "I thought you might say that. One titfuck coming right up." She scooted back up the bed and trapped his erection between her huge tits. "How does this feel?"

"You're a goddess! You're awesome!"

She giggled with glee as she slid her tits along both sides of his shaft. "Well, that's true." She winked while lapping at the tip of his cockhead with her long tongue.

She got into the lapping so much that he assumed she'd lost her train of thought. But then she continued: "Consider this a reward for handling Brenda so well. You really hit a home run there! I talked to her while you were at school today, like I told you I would. Supposedly she wanted my advice on how to find a man like you. But I know what she really wants: THIS!" She licked in a circle all the way around his cockhead to make clear what she meant.

Then she added, "Her panties are all in a squishy twist over you. It's so cute. At the moment she thinks you're the biggest stud on the planet!" She snickered.

His natural modesty came to the fore. "I find that hard to believe." He meant it too.

"Believe it!" She planted a slurpy kiss right over his urethra.

"So what did you two talk about, exactly?"

"This and that." She was stopping to lick between each sentence. "I think it's best that you don't know exactly. It was mostly very specific stuff about her past. It's brilliant if you can 'perceive' something in general, like that she has an uninspired sex life, but it'll be a disaster if you 'perceive' something too specific, such as the name of her first husband. You're not supposed to know that until she tells you herself."

"Ah. Good point." Even though he was enjoying her titfucking, their pace and excitement level was still fairly relaxed. So he asked, "By the way, what's the deal with her?"

"What do you mean?"

He felt a sudden surge of lust. "Dang, she's just got such huge fuckin' tits!" He was so excited, he grasped both of Suzanne's nearly-as-large globes with his hands.

She chuckled. She'd been holding a tight tunnel around his erection, but she let go since his hands were doing the job. "That's your question?"

He brought his momentary surge of lust under control and tried to think. "Um, no. I know about the whole incest disclosure problem, of course. But she just sorta dropped in out of nowhere. With all the stuff going on in this house lately, having anyone over is pretty risky. How did she even get into a position to know about our incest in the first place? I suspect you had some scheme up your sleeve, even before the disclosure, like you usually do. Am I warm?"

She paused her titfucking activity while keeping his hard-on deep in her cleavage. "VERY warm!" She bent her head down to lap at the head of his cock. Then she strained and struggled and managed to get all of it in her mouth. She slid her lips back and forth over his sweet spot several times before she had to release his cock. "In fact, I'd have to say you're downright HOT!"

He chuckled, even as he felt goose bumps all over from the sheer pleasure. "I didn't mean it like that. You're dodging the question!"

She grinned widely; she was proud of her reputation for scheming. She resumed the titfuck, sliding one tit up as the other one went down. "Guilty as charged. She's something else, isn't she? Tits out to here, and a great body. Plus a really cute and beautiful face. And smart as well. Are you happy that she's well on her way to becoming your latest conquest?"

He groaned, mostly from lust. "Aunt Suzy, you're still dodging the question."

She chuckled. "I see I can't get anything past you, not even when you're in the middle of a slippery titfuck. Okay, I'll tell you: yes, it's been my scheme all along. My plan has always been that I want you to FUCK her! But now, with her learning about the incest, that's gone from a great idea to a necessity. Reaming her with your big cock was the plan all along!"

That triggered an erotic reaction in him that nearly set off his orgasm. He closed his eyes and grunted loudly. "UGH!"

Suzanne suddenly pulled back, hoping to reduce his stimulation temporarily so he wouldn't blow his load so quickly.

It was a close call, but somehow he hung in there. He kept his eyes closed and just panted for a few moments, trying hard not to think about what she'd just said, or in fact anything at all.

Suddenly, he focused on what Suzanne had said about how he would eventually fuck Brenda. That nearly made him hyperventilate all over again. Finally, with his eyes still closed, he asked incredulously, "What?! No way! Why?!"

"Don't you think it's a good idea? Don't you want to do her?"

"Duh! A castrated, gay Pope would want to do her! But seriously, that doesn't make any sense. I'm super happy right now. I love the royal treatment you, Mom, and Sis are giving me. I'm not looking for anyone new."

"I know. And neither am I. But I'd been vaguely aware of her for a while now, after seeing her at various social functions. After all, there's no way to avoid noticing her! Recently, at a party, I saw her again and had a realization that we needed to get her involved in this somehow. It wasn't really one of my full-blown schemes, because I didn't know where it might go exactly. I just knew that I wanted to see her bouncing on your cock."

That was honest enough, although she hadn't fully committed to pursue that last objective until Susan had revealed her incest, which had forced Suzanne's hand.

His arousal surged so much that he leaned forward as if he were being buffeted by a wave. "But why?! Why would you do that for me?!"

"First off, because you're my Sweetie, and I like to make you happy." She again paused the titfuck and bent her head downward. She had an easier time of it the second time, managing to engulf his entire cockhead immediately.

The pleasure of her lips repeatedly sliding over his sweet spot was so intense that he clutched at the bed sheets and started moaning ecstatically.

Eventually she relented, for fear that he'd cum too soon. She switched back to "merely" titfucking him. But tilting her head down just a bit wasn't so difficult for her, so she also licked the top of his cock. "See what I mean? Stick with me and you'll go far!"

"Jesus Christ!" His heart raced and sweat tricked down his face. "I don't doubt that. Good grief! But... that still doesn't really explain why you threw her my way."

"I know. But a woman like Brenda, she's one in a million. Rarer than that! In my entire life, I've never met another woman who's so curvy, so stacked, and yet so basically slim, and has a gorgeous face. She's a genetic freak! AND she's getting a divorce, so she's fair game and vulnerable. It was such an amazing, timely opportunity that I simply couldn't let it escape." She thought, Besides, I want to have fun playing with her myself!

"Wow!" He marveled at that while also luxuriating in her titfucking motions. But then he asked, "Even so, wouldn't you be jealous of her? Doesn't that cut into my time with you? We still hardly know her. That means there's all kinds of danger!"

Suzanne decided to halt their titfucking, because the conversation was becoming both important and complicated. She was happy to just keep his boner snuggled in her deep cleavage. "Jealous? Maybe. But by now you must know that I'm a switch hitter. Maybe I'd like a taste of Brenda myself."

"Oh man!" he groaned lustily. "Don't even put that thought in my head! I can't take it!"

She grinned wickedly. "What, of Brenda and me, naked and kissing, rubbing our big racks together?"

He groaned again. "Big? You mean fuckin' HUGE! Oh man!" He took hold of the sides of her breasts and started thrusting in and out of her cleavage more proactively. Thinking about both Brenda and Suzanne was getting him really worked up, especially from picturing them rubbing their bare racks together.

Still imagining that sight, he exclaimed, "If that were to happen... Man! There'd be such a great mass of tit-flesh collected there that it would cause a boobtacular black hole or something!"

Suzanne laughed heartily at that. "So, are you saying my rack compares favorably to hers?"

"Oh! MAN! Don't even get me started!" He squeezed the sides of her tits even tighter, then caressed them all over, enjoying the feel of their sheer roundness. "You, Mom, and Brenda! The three greatest racks in the universe!"

She was tickled pink. She asked, "What about... Christine? I've seen her at your school, and she's remarkably top-heavy for her age."

"Shit! Okay, four then! Please don't make me think about that too!" With his eyes closed, he continued to explore every last inch of Suzanne's round mountains, but now he imagined that they were Christine's instead.

Suzanne was slightly miffed, since she'd been hoping he'd say hers were better than Christine's. But she shrugged it off.

With the titfuck on hold, he was quicker to comment. "The whole bisexual attraction explains a lot though. You're not really being totally altruistic, are you?"

"No, I'm not. Hell, you're involved with WAY too many women as it is. Like you need one more!"

He chuckled. "True." With the titfuck still stalled, he continued to have fun caressing Suzanne's big melons.

"In a way, I'm kind of using you, because I have the hots for Brenda, but I haven't seen any hint that she's even slightly into women. Still, I figure she'll get so hot and bothered with you that threesomes may become a possibility. Can you picture her and me sucking your cock together? And then kissing each other at the end of your cock, kissing it some more, then swapping the cum that you've shot all over our faces?"

"UGH! UH!" He was getting carried away with some very vivid mental images. He had to stop fondling his aunt until he calmed down from that description.

Suzanne knew that if she flicked her tongue out and licked his cockhead some more, he'd shoot his load. She was tempted to do so, especially since she wanted his cream on her face, but she decided to let him have his rest. It was more fun talking about Brenda in the middle of all this sexual activity. There would be time for a facial later.

Once he had recovered a bit, he quipped, "If that's getting used, then please use me some more!" Then, realizing how similar that was to the words to the old soul hit "Use Me" by Bill Withers, he sang,

"'I wanna spread the news,

that if it feels this good getting used,

you just keep on using me

until you use me up!'"

She laughed. Then she resumed her titfucking. She took over the squeezing while also sliding her upper torso up and down, causing his hard-on to slide through her tight tunnel.

He grunted. He realized that he was sweating bullets, but he loved it.

She continued, "Sweetie, this can be just the start of many good things to come. Because I'm bisexual, you and I can go 'pussy hunting' together and have a hell of a good time. I didn't want to tell you about this just yet, but when someone like Brenda comes along, you have to seize the opportunity, even if it means breaking the rules a little bit."

He grunted with approval. "Agreed! So what's the plan?"

"Like I said, I never had an exact plan with her. I just knew that I had to act fast. She's coming out of a failed marriage and starting to look around for the first time in ages. She actually was on the prowl for a man the night when Susan and I ran into her a few days ago!"

"Oh no. What happened?"

"I blocked that, of course. I can't let someone else snap her up. Now she's moony over you. The plan is to just keep stirring the pot, keep building up the hype, until she totally cracks and gives herself to you completely. Then your incest secret will be safe, and you'll have a brand new sex pet!"

He grunted loudly as a new surge of lust ran down his spine and practically made his hair stand on end. Thinking that she was done explaining, he started thrusting up a little bit to improve the titfuck even more.

But she wasn't done yet. "I figure it's like, let's say you're managing a football team and your team already has a really good running back. But in the draft you see a running back that you're convinced is gonna be a Hall of Fame player, but he's not gonna go until the later rounds. You've got knowledge that gives you an inside scoop on just how great he is. So you've gotta snap him up before anyone else can, even though he doesn't fit in with your immediate plans. You'd be a fool not to. That's kind of my thinking with Brenda."

He groaned lustily (because of the increasingly exciting titfuck), "Wow! I didn't know you... know so... so much..."

"About football? How could I not? I don't want to, but it seems like you have some game or another on the TV every Sunday all autumn long, and Brad and Eric do even more. Anyway, sometimes it's more fun not having an exact plan."

He struggled to speak. "It's kinda... kinda weird that... you're, you're... behind the scenes, planning everything..."

Seeing his breathing trouble, she helped him by clarifying, "Maybe you're feeling a bit chagrined that I'm manipulating things so much? I'll bet you feel like a puppet on a string, and that's annoying."

"Yeah, kinda. I mean, I totally appreciate it, but..."

She came to a decision. "I'll tell you what. I think I might dial back monkeying around behind the scenes for a while and just let events evolve on their own. Now that she's past a critical point, let's see how you handle things with her."

He groaned again, not just in approval of that idea, but just because he was so close to cumming.

For clarity, she asked, "Sounds good?"

"UNGH! YES!"

She chuckled at his lusty response. "Okay, then. I figure you're not going to get TOO involved with her, because you have three of us, and how many guys can handle even three lovely ladies? Don't bother to deny that things are happening between you and Angel. She hasn't said anything to me, but I can tell."

She paused to see if he responded to that, but he was careful to stay mum. The only obvious sound was his heavy panting.

"Boy, you're really trying to stick to that 'don't kiss and tell' policy, aren't you? You know I don't mind if you do your sister. In fact, I fully approve! Anyway, maybe Brenda can be a 'special guest star' of sorts, coming over here to get fucked every now and then. Once or twice a week, perhaps. Susan is against her getting any more involved than that. Or maybe nothing will happen at all. We'll see."

They could have continued talking about Brenda and other matters, but Alan had already gotten so aroused that he was having trouble talking, as well as concentrating. Suzanne went silent as she engulfed his cockhead yet again and resumed her titfucking-cocksucking dual attack.

Suzanne could have kept that going for a long time, with lots of well-timed strategic breaks, but she didn't want to push her luck. She'd been "busted" by Susan the day before, and that had put a dent in Susan's deep trust in her best friend. Suzanne didn't want to get caught again.

As a result, once she started sucking, she didn't stop. She tried to make it last for as long as possible, but since she wasn't allowing herself more strategic breaks, it was just a matter of time before he blew his load. Getting titfucked and sucked at once was too arousing to handle for long, even with his stamina.

When he came, she took it all down her throat, so there wasn't a cummy mess to deal with.

Afterwards, he was even more wiped out than usual. He couldn't even keep his eyes open.

So she dressed, said goodbye as she kissed his forehead, and then went back to her own home.

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