6 Times a Day

"Helloooo? Anyone home? It's me!"

All three teens immediately recognized Suzanne's distinctively scratchy voice. They froze and thought about what to do.

Katherine sighed, letting go of his shaft. "Brother, you'd better handle that. I don't think she'd be too psyched to find Aims here, and we're having too much fun to stop. Go! Now! Before she comes upstairs!"

Amy asked in a worried whisper, "Does that mean I have to let go of it?" She was still rubbing his sweet spot.

"Yes, of course!" Katherine hissed.

"Bummer! That was a lot of fun!" Amy finally let go of his pulsing hard-on. "I could totally get into that!"

Alan had left his shorts downstairs, but his room was just across the hall, so he ran there. He put on a new T-shirt and pair of shorts just in time, meeting Suzanne as she was coming up the stairs.

"Hey! Aunt Suzy! I'm just coming downstairs for a snack. What's up?" He kissed her on the cheek and quickly walked right past, forcing her to turn and follow him back down the stairs. He felt he had to keep moving, so she wouldn't notice his obvious arousal.

When they got to the living room, she said wryly, "What's up? I'd say you are, in more ways than one. Is that a jumbo-sized cucumber in your pocket, or are you just happy to see me?"

He smiled. "It's a jumbo-sized cucumber, actually." He lay back on one of the sofas and kicked up his feet, trying to look and act casual. "Did I tell you I've started farming? I grew the cucumber myself."

She just rolled her eyes, sat on her knees next to the sofa, and pulled his shorts all the way off. "Yeah, right! Likely story. Don't confuse plowing through pussies and cleavage with actual farming." She began to stroke his boner as she talked.

He smiled. "Aren't you going to ask first before you jack me off?"

That got another eye roll. "Oh, puh-lease. You need this. You're so aroused all the time that not even the crack of dawn is safe."

He guffawed at that. Then he asked, "So, what have you been up to?"

She smiled enigmatically and answered even more mysteriously, "Oh, you know. This and that."

In truth, she'd been with Brenda for an hour or so. She'd recently promised to help make Brenda more "Alan-worthy," so she'd been making good on that promise. In particular, this morning she'd been helping Brenda set up a new exercise regimen that mimicked the one that she and Susan did almost every morning. She'd even helped Brenda order some exercise machines identical to the ones they used, so Brenda could have her own impressive workout facility conveniently in her mansion. In turn, that would make Brenda or Susan more comfortable working out together, at either's house.

But Suzanne wanted to hide all that from Alan, for fear that he'd get a swollen head. So she needed to distract him from her cryptic response. She pulled back a wet hand from his erection and looked at it. "This cock is soaked with saliva, as well as pre-cum. Who was just sucking on it?" She gave her hand a sniff. "Let me guess. Smells like an Angel."

"Yep." His smile grew wider as he made himself more comfortable on the sofa while Suzanne put both hands on his stiff pole. He was secretly glad she hadn't somehow also detected Amy's scent on his dick, although he realized the odds of that were very small since Amy hadn't put her mouth on it. He quipped, "Is that what angels smell like? I'll bet all of Heaven smells that good."

"Very funny, wise guy." Suzanne bent down and licked the top of his cockhead. "I think you need a severe tongue-lashing for inflicting such blasphemy on my innocent ears." She knew that comment would remind him of the "tongue-lashing" she'd given him in her car while they were parked at the beach during his lunch-hour the other day.

Sure enough, as her tongue got busy "lashing" him, he thrilled to memories of that erotic experience.

He reveled: Now this is the life! Moving from two incredible women on my dick to another! I'll bet Hugh Hefner doesn't even have it this good. Heck, these women put those Playboy bunnies of his to shame. Those are all blow-dried, air brushed, emotionless statues out to make a buck. Whereas these women are real in every way, and we have really strong love binding us together. Aunt Suzy doesn't even want me to do anything in return; she's totally psyched just to play with my cock!

After a minute or so, he said, "Aunt Suzy, let's go somewhere a little more private, okay? Anyone could just stroll in here at any time."

"Oooh! Tell me more. It gets me hot!" Actually, she was hoping Katherine would walk in. She wanted to see what would develop from there.

But he asked, "What if Amy walks in on us?"

Suzanne's ardor flagged. "Oh. She's here too?"

He nodded towards the stairs.

"Good point. I was wondering why you'd stopped with Angel."

So they quickly hustled to the den, near the kitchen and garage, to continue with their sexual fun.

Suzanne did a fast but sexy strip tease, as only she could do. Every move she made was designed to arouse.

He reclined on the sofa wearing just his T-shirt. He didn't really need it, but he got a curiously powerful kick out of being at least partly dressed while she crouched between his legs wearing just her high heels.

"Good morning, Alan Junior," Suzanne said as she lightly blew on the tip of his dick. "I understand today needs to be a big day for you. Isn't that so? A chance to get your daily average back up?"

"Yep. I guess that's so."

"Good. Your mom told me that my help would be needed. You can see that I'm not wasting any time. Have you given up any loads yet?"

"Nope." He added to himself, Partially because I keep getting interrupted, not that I can complain.

"Then there's no time to lose. Here - a handjob isn't good enough. You deserve better than just another blowjob too. I'm ready to give you another deep throating. Would you like that?"

"Sure. Man! Just when I think things can't possibly get any better, they do."

Suzanne began a very prolonged blowjob. Even though she'd promised another deep throating, there was no sign of that just yet. She figured that since it was Saturday morning and there was nothing important they had to do, she had all the time in the world to enjoy her cocksucking to its fullest for a good while first before she got to the "main event."

He wasn't in any hurry either. She got up on the sofa on all fours and leaned over his crotch from the side. This allowed him to easily reach, and play with, nearly all of her naked body. He generally kept a hand fingering her pussy from behind, or playing with her ass.

She definitely appreciated that. Before long, he'd brought her right to the brink of climax.

He thought, Oh, man! I can't believe it! For all these years, Aunt Suzy has been, well, an aunt for me. I never, ever imagined a day like this would come! She's like the perfect sexy, cocksucking slut, but she's also the Aunt Suzy I've always loved!

After a few minutes, he had some thoughts about her that he decided to speak out loud. "Aunt Suzy, I truly have to be the luckiest guy on Earth. I mean, forget about everyone else for a minute. You're a total MILF, some kind of supermodel-worthy goddess, and you seem to love whiling away your hours just sucking on my cock! It's crazy! What did I ever do to deserve this?"

She thought to herself, as she slathered his cockhead with her long tongue, I love you, okay? I know I'm usually too shy to say it out loud, but it's true. And I love sex, and you're not allowed to fuck me yet, so this is what happens. And I love this too!

Of course, Alan wasn't privy to her thoughts, so he figured she must have taken that as a rhetorical question. He was going to say more, but just as he opened his mouth, she engulfed his cockhead all over again. He was able to handle that rush of erotic euphoria, barely. But when she created an ultra-tight lip-lock and started sliding up and down over his sweet spot while also using her tongue to devastating effect, he very nearly lost his mind.

"GAH! Dang! Aunt Suzy, you're just... AH! God, that feels so fucking GOOD!"

She sensed he was dangerously close to cumming, so she eased up. She was extremely delighted when she sensed he'd managed to stave off his orgasm. Excellent! His stamina is getting better by the day. We're going to have so much fun!

Flirting with danger, she resumed bobbing on his sweet spot while he was still gasping for breath. But she did have mercy, so she refrained from moving her lips or tongue much, at least for a while.

After another minute or two of her relatively restrained action, he calmed down enough to say, "Just look at me. I wish I had a picture of this. Here I am, fondling your pussy and your perfect ass cheeks with one hand, while holding my dick in place so you can bob on it with my other. And this is, like... normal! This is becoming a totally normal, everyday thing!"

He found that astounding, but she didn't reply at all, probably because she was having too much fun with her tight lip-lock to stop and talk.

He had forgotten during their discussion last night to tell her certain things about his encounter with Heather the day before, and figured this was a good time to tell her about the three conditions he gave her. He preferred that she wouldn't be able to talk much in response, since she was likely to chide him again for doing anything at all with Heather.

He said, "Um, I've got some important stuff to talk about. Maybe we should take a short break."

But Suzanne didn't remove her lips. She had him right where she wanted him, and she was having a grand time seeing if he could carry on a conversation like this.

After enjoying another minute of her incredible blowjob, he said, "Um, I guess that's a 'No' about the break idea. I guess I'll press on anyway. So... There's something I forgot to tell you last night that happened in the parking lot with Heather."

Suzanne let out a muffled groan of disappointment. But she kept right on bobbing.

He went on, "For starters, I remembered to wear a condom, thanks to you making sure I put some in my wallet. And before we did it, I got her to agree to three promises. First, stop completely ignoring me at school. Second, break up with her boyfriend. And third, get tested for STDs immediately and let me see the results. She agreed to all three. Then I decided that it would be good for me to get tested too, so I did that after my appointment with Akami."

Suzanne kept on bobbing for another minute or two while she pondered all that. She was increasingly impressed with his stamina, not to mention his ability to speak semi-normally given what she was doing with her lips and tongue. He was breathing hard, but he wasn't panting desperately.

She finally couldn't stay silent anymore, so she pulled off to speak. "That's good about the testing. I'm pleasantly surprised that you're moving quickly on that after being such a dunderhead. But breaking up with her boyfriend? Are you kidding me?!"

Having said that, she went back to licking all around his sweet spot.

He replied, "No. What's wrong with that? I don't want her to cheat on some guy. I don't even care who it is; that's not right."

She chuckled. "So says the man who has a married woman licking his cock even as he mouths those noble words."

"Hey. You're estranged from your husband, and you have been for years. So that's totally different."

She grinned somehow, even while she continued to lovingly lick him in a corkscrew pattern. "I know. But still, it's kind of fun to point it out. And kind of hot too!"

In fact, she was so inspired by her "adulterous behavior" that she engulfed his cockhead once again.

He gasped loudly, clutching the sides of her head. "Dang!" After more or less recovering, he said, "So you like that, huh? Because you're a MARRIED woman, sucking the cock of your almost-nephew?"

She knew he was being playful, goading her on, but she decided to go with it since that could lead to even more fun. She suddenly sucked him so tightly that it was almost comically loud, applying so much suction that he felt his boner was going to stretch out another inch.

He laughed. "Damn, woman! Or should I say 'married woman'. That sounds like I turned on the garbage disposal or something. Dang!"

It was her turn to laugh. In fact, she found that so funny that she had to pull all the way off his cock again and catch her breath.

He was confused, because that time he hadn't tried to be funny. "What?"

"It's just... You really don't want to analogize a woman's cocksucking technique to a garbage disposal. Trust me on that little etiquette tip." She chuckled some more.

He winced as he pictured what a disposal could do to a penis. "Sorry. I guess I hadn't really thought that through. But hey, before you dive back down, you still didn't explain why getting Heather to break up with her boyfriend is bad."

Suzanne completely disengaged from his cock, since she knew that it needed a respite anyway. She sat back to explain. "The idea is noble. Good for you. But the fact that she agreed to that so readily, not to mention your other demands, is bad. Remember, I don't like you fucking her. None of us do. Angel and Amy told me about how they confronted you about it. Only Susan doesn't mind, simply because we haven't told her about Heather yet. I've tolerated it because I figure you're just a passing fancy for her. But if she's breaking up with her boyfriend for you, that sounds like she's a lot more serious."

Alan said, "You don't know the full story. Her boyfriend, this guy named Rock, is a total jerk. Completely selfish and inept sexually, with the personality of, well, of a rock. She's only been with him because of his status, because he's a big football player, the quarterback of the football team. But she was tired of him, big time. So I only gave a final kick to something that was probably already happening. Plus, the last thing in the world she'd want is to go out with me. I had to twist her arm to get her to agree to even say hello to me at school. Don't worry; I'm still just a temporary amusement for her."

He thought to himself, That's true, right? It is true. I mean, Heather and me? No way! God knows the sex has been awesome, but she can barely tolerate me as a person. The way I've been making demands on her, she's probably close to the breaking point already.

"Good. Enough talking." Suzanne bent back down and swallowed his cockhead yet again, then went right back to bobbing on it. But while she'd been sitting back, she'd noticed that some of her clothes were within reach. So she had furtively taken a box of breath mints out of a pocket and popped a mint into her mouth.

Thus, the next time her lips engulfed his entire cockhead, he noticed something was different at first, but he couldn't figure out what it was. Then, after a few seconds, it started to hit him. "Wha...? Aunt Suz...? Hey, holy... Jesus! What the hell is THAT?!"

She chuckled as she kept on bobbing. Even with her lips sliding relentlessly, her tongue was busy pushing the mint around. Finally she pushed it directly against the center of his sweet spot, where the resulting tingly blast, with its hint of mint astringency and its round shape, allowed him to figure out what was going on.

His entire body practically rose straight up off the sofa, it felt so good and strange. He laughed, though he didn't quite know why. "Holy hell, Aunt Suzy! A breath mint? That's crazy. So fucking... intense!"

She didn't like to talk while cocksucking, but she managed to ask relatively coherently, "You like?"

"Hell, yeah! Hot damn! You're the best!"

Encouraged, she kept on playing with the breath mint, bringing shockingly cool, minty sensations to various parts of his erection. She kept at it until the mint melted away to nothing.

But that didn't slow her down; she kept right on bobbing. And her freakishly long tongue kept on doing wonderful things to his cock that very few tongues could do. Plus, since he liked the breath mint, she experimented with some other techniques that she hadn't used on him before, like carefully using her teeth.

After a while, he tapped on her bobbing head, letting her know that he needed another strategic break.