6 Times a Day

'Someone' Special [ 6 / 20 ] 3K words

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It was true that Alan did have a raging erection. Even though he knew what Susan was going to say since he'd taken part in all the action mere hours ago, it was still hot as hell to hear it described all over again. He wanted sexual relief. So he said, "Obviously you all won't let me eat my dinner until I give up my cum load. I don't know why, but I'm in the mood to titfuck Mom on the dining room table. Sorry, girls."

That wasn't really true. He would have much preferred to get licked by all three of them at once. But looking at the girls, he figured the considerate thing to do was let them rest for a while.

"Oh, would you?" Susan asked with glee. She was pleased as punch that he picked her over the two nubile and sexy teens half her age.

Thinking some more, she frowned, and said, "But the table is set so nice for dinner. We've been waiting to eat, you know." She added as an afterthought, "We're all hungry for dinner, but I think I can speak for everyone when I say we're more hungry for cock! First things first; which means I have to get that juicy fuckmeat back in my mouth."

Alan and Susan stood up.

The girls at least managed to keep their eyes open, but they remained like lifeless blobs, slumped way down in their chairs. One nice thing was that they wouldn't have to move to watch the upcoming show.

But once everything was ready to go, Susan seemed to hesitate. She frowned, and even reflexively covered up her bare chest for a moment.

He saw the hesitation and said, "Mom, what's this? Are you actually covering up your chest?"

"Sorry, Son." Abashed, she immediately dropped her arm and thrust out her bare chest. But her face was still full of worry, and she didn't thrust forward with her usual proud and lusty gusto. She said, "I'm sorry, it's just that the dining table seems, well, almost a sacred place. I can't help but think about my childhood, how my parents said grace before each dinner while we all held hands around the table and prayed. We still pray there every night. And now, well... It seems crazy, what I'm going to do on that very same table. This table may not look like much, but it's kind of a family heirloom." Her face blushed.

He saw she needed more encouragement, so he suggested, "If you get on the table, you just might give me the best orgasm of the day. But the competition is pretty tough today, after getting my very first blowjob from Brenda. And that's not even considering what'll be happening with Amy tonight." Everyone knew what was going to happen on Amy's date with Alan. He could barely imagine finding the energy to do that as well, but he figured he'd muddle through somehow.

As he was beginning to realize, Susan couldn't stand being sexually outdone by the other women, and she would do almost anything to stay ahead. She wanted to be first in his heart, no matter what. "The best, huh? I think I can prove again who the best is." She smiled nearly wickedly in anticipation of the challenge.

Susan took the breakable objects like drinking glasses off of the table, and then swept the rest off with a dramatic gesture. Silverware went clattering on the floor.

Everyone had a good laugh.

"I've always dreamed of having a good reason to do that," she commented. "I never would have imagined though that the reason would be giving up my naked body to my cute yet hunky son. If only my husband could see me now!"

The girls were starting to revive more, although they were still grateful they were only going to watch. They managed to sit up straight in their chairs to get a better view.

Susan lay on the table in the lewdest manner she could think of, letting one leg hang off of either side and stretching her back backwards like a cat. Her pussy was now the center of attention. She wore a face that made it appear as if she was unwillingly about to be fucked by her own son. But in fact she said, "Come sit on Mommy, and give me your big cock! Xania wants me to be more assertive of my needs, so that's an order!"

Alan didn't know what she wanted. He thought, Is that an invitation for a proper fuck?! Actual real intercourse?! I should at least try for it all. I mean, who could blame me, given the way she's spread for me like that!

He sat between her legs, and put his erection right over her pussy.

But just as his cockhead touched her pussy lips, she said forcefully, "You're NOT going to put your dick in there, right? Suzanne was just telling me earlier today how important it is that you get your rest, and specifically warned me against this. If we start on you-know-what, we'll go for hours! You're in no shape for that tonight. Plus, it would be rude for Amy's sake."

He struggled not to scream at the top of his lungs. He let out some frustration with a heavy sigh, but that wasn't good enough. He thought ruefully, Damn! Aunt Suzy is such a hypocrite. The only reason I don't have the energy to fuck Mom into oblivion today is because she completely wiped me out! Is Aunt Suzy putting Mom off so she can have me to herself? I wouldn't put it past her. So frustrating! I'm so close!

But then with a start he realized, Hey, wait a minute. She said, "You're in no shape for that TONIGHT." Talk about an invitation for some other day! Wow! But as usual, I'm just going to play it cool in case pointing that out causes her to freak. I sure hope I'm reading that right. At least it gives me SOME hope, maybe even for tomorrow!

Maybe she's really gotten over her issues after talking to Xania about it?! I'm actually afraid to ask. If she is completely ready, I'm liable to have a nervous breakdown waiting until it can happen!

He kept his erection poking at her pussy, but he guided it up a bit until the cockhead poked into the forest of his mother's dark brown bush. He slid it over her rough hair a couple of times until the piss hole rested directly against her clit. It was fun to watch her excited reaction, but he also felt a "so close, and yet so far" frustration. A simple jerk down was all it would take for him to lodge himself deep into her wanting sex hole.

She thought, Sweet Jesus! So close! Tiger's cock is almost in me! This is too much. I can hardly breathe! Oh, Son! Son, my pussy is going to belong to you. Just hold on a little longer! Then you can drill the ever-loving SHIT out of me!

But Susan seemed determined to heed Suzanne's advice about waiting, especially with the audience they had. She brought a hand down to guide his boner to safety and said, "No, you naughty, terribly yummy cum fountain. Don't even think of it! We have to listen to Suzanne. She knows what's best. Scoot up so you can fuck my tits. My married pussy may be off limits for now, but you literally own my big knockers. Let them squeeze out all that terrible spermy buildup."

He sighed, but resigned himself to what was still an extremely appealing option. He happened to glance over at Amy and Katherine and saw that they'd apparently fully revived. They were sitting together, still nude of course, and running their hands all over each other. He thought, Dang, I wish I had like eight arms, three mouths, and at least four penises.

Susan looked where he was looking, and said, "Hey, Amy? Do you have some of that oil from earlier?"

"Oh yeah, definitely!" She got up and found the bottle of oil on the kitchen counter.

When she returned, Susan pointed to the middle of her cleavage and said, "Pour some of that right here. Please."

Amy walked over and poured a copious amount of the fragrant oil onto Susan's breasts, but then kept pouring more onto her stomach and even some on her legs all the way down to her knees. She then helped to rub the oil in.

As she poured, she said very politely, "Thanks for thinking of me, Aunt Susan. About tonight, I mean."

"Don't mention it, dear. We all love you; you're family."

In truth, Amy was going far beyond merely pouring oil onto Susan to facilitate a slippery titfuck. Now that she'd revived, she was using the opportunity to sensuously run her hands all over Susan's incredible, voluptuous body.

While that was going on, Katherine stood up, put some of the oil on her hands, and announced, "While you two are doing that, I'm going to make sure Brother's cock is very thoroughly lubricated too."

Susan had her eyes closed. She was very much enjoying the relaxing oil massage. She chuckled as she said, "I see. Somehow, I think it's going to be very, VERY thoroughly lubricated!"

"Yep!" Already, Katherine had Alan's dick and balls completely oiled up and she was just having fun jacking him off with both hands.

All that activity went on for a few minutes. Eventually, Katherine could see that Amy's oil massage was winding down, so she said to her, "Hey, you should lend me a hand here. You think jacking off Brother's big fat cock is fun? Wait until you try it when it's all oiled up."

Amy immediately joined in. "Wow, this is super neat-o! It's so super duper slippery!" Within seconds, there were four teen hands sliding all over his privates.

Susan took note. She was very interested in exploring that with him later. But for the moment she said, "Okay, girls. Sorry, but I think it's time for the titfuck. Can you move back and make room?"

They did so.

Alan got up off of Susan a little bit and then sat back down on her, but this time he straddled her newly-slick stomach. He had oil all over his chest and back, and now his ass was going to be soaked in it too. He put his dick in the deep valley between her mountainous tits. He was liberally oozing pre-cum and his hard-on was very thoroughly oiled up, so he had no trouble whatsoever with lubrication.

"Promise me you'll end up in my mouth," Susan said. "I haven't tasted your gooey sperm for hours!" The one thing she didn't like about titfucks was when she had his cock so tantalizingly close to her mouth, but not in it. She loved it when he fucked her tits hard, but it was impossible to keep any part of her mouth on his boner when he was vigorously sliding away.

Katherine complained, "Come on, Mom! You were sucking his big cock quite a lot a little while ago. Don't you ever get enough of it?"

"No! I'll never get enough of it. I don't even care if it's covered with yucky oil; I'll suck that all off soon enough. I am his personal cocksucker. Well, one of them. This is what I do. And I'm going to keep doing it until he tells me he needs a rest. All that hard work sucking on such a very thick pole. It's the best! And then, the reward! Angel, you must admit that NOTHING compares to getting a full blast of his sweet cream. Down my throat or all over my face and tits, it's such a burst of spermy love!"

Katherine was silent, because she couldn't deny or disagree with any of that. In fact, just talking about it made her mouth water. Still, she was somewhat miffed that Alan had again chosen Susan first.

Alan noted to Susan as he began sliding into her cleavage with short and slow strokes, "I was afraid that we would have to stop this kind of thing altogether when we went to the psychologist, but Xania seems to have redoubled your enthusiasm."

"Yes. Well, she said everything is fine in moderation. Maybe Angel is right that I need to cut back a little. So this is it for me today, and then tonight I have plans of my own with friends. Xania said - unh, just like that Tiger! - I have to maintain a balance in my life between friends, work, and getting fucked by my children!"

Alan heard Amy and Katherine talking. He looked over where they stood just in time to hear Katherine joke, "Sorry, Amy. This lewd sight isn't appropriate for an innocent virgin such as yourself." It was a joke because she then "protected" Amy by guiding her friend's face towards her own crotch.

Amy got the hint. She went down to her knees to lap at Katherine's wet pussy. She fondled her way all over Katherine's ass too, quickly making it very slicked up with the oil still on her hands.

Alan was already well on the way to orgasm before he and his mother even got to the table, but he tried his best to hang on. He slowly increased his pace until he was giving her chest a serious plowing. In case he needed any extra stimulation, which he most certainly did not, all he had to do was look over at Katherine and Amy engaging in an oily Sapphic wrestling match.

After titfucking Susan for many minutes, he literally sat on her so high that his erection was poking at her face. He didn't just want her to nibble on the head of his cock; he pointed his dick down and fed as much into her mouth as she could take.

Even though she couldn't overcome her gag reflex just yet, she managed to gobble down a third of its long length.

They both knew the end was near. He didn't do any more thrusting for fear of gagging her. Instead, she put her magical tongue and lips to work on the massive intrusion in her mouth, while he kneaded her highly sensitive and oily breasts around the lower part of his shaft that they still reached.

She thought, Dear Lord! Lord, please tell me this can't be wrong. Why would You make this so unbelievably pleasurable if it's wrong? The way he's mauling my big tits, and his huge pole sliding between my lips, plus the way he's totally dominating me by sitting on my naked body... Life just doesn't get any better than this!

When he came, he found himself too excited to keep his boner still any longer. In fact, he completely forgot about her gag reflex limitations altogether. He used his hips to aggressively and rhythmically thrust his ejaculating cock deeper and deeper into her mouth. "Take that! Take that for being such a tease!" he yelled in frustration.

He was surprised at his own words, but couldn't stop himself. He was still thinking about how close he'd been to being able to fuck her when he'd climbed up on her, and that was extremely frustrating. Blowjobs and titfucks were great, but he wanted to fuck!

Susan was in no position to respond. All she could do was open her eyes wide. She could scarcely believe that his cock had gone an inch or two past her gag reflex and she was taking it deeper than she ever had before. When he came, she managed to swallow it all without too much gagging. Luckily, he came quickly, because she couldn't breathe at all.

He pushed his dick deeper down her throat, yelling, "Take it! Take it! Take it!" He seemed to be spaced out and more than a little bit possessed.

He started to cum.

Susan loved the rough treatment. Just one thing disappointed her though: by having his erection so deep in her mouth when he came, the cum went straight down her throat without her being able to taste it and savor it. But still that was a small complaint compared to the great joy of getting titfucked on the dinner table in front of an audience. His whole body trembled as he held his shaft while it burst repeatedly down Susan's throat.

Meanwhile, Katherine came while watching the entire thing intently from only a few feet away, thanks to what Amy did with her head firmly between Katherine's legs. (Katherine had been doing the same thing to Amy, but they'd just switched places again.) It almost looked like Katherine was sitting on Amy. The slippery oil was dripping off them and onto the carpet, but no one seemed to care.