6 Times a Day

The game was slowly unraveling, because without Alan there were six females and they started pairing off. Suzanne was with Brenda, Katherine was with Xania, and Amy was with Susan.

Alan was amused at how neglected he was, compared to the usual situation. This was especially true since his penis finally came to life, and yet he couldn't get anyone to notice it. There was so much moaning and even screaming going on that no one could hear him, even when he raised his voice.

Finally, he was forced to get up and find Susan's cowbell on the floor. He picked it up and rang it.

That caught their attention. All eyes looked at him, and the women saw him standing in the middle of the living room with his erection jutting up proud and high. That really got their attention, and the room fell quiet.

"Thank you," he said to the suddenly hushed room. "As you can see, Alan Junior is erect again. We could pick another penis tender and go on with the game. But rather than do that, it's getting late and some of us have school tomorrow. I think we should start winding down."

That met with anguished and disappointed groans and complaints.

He responded, "Now, now, I said start winding down, not end. I've been stroked and fondled and even blown all evening long. I thank you all for the attention. But I think it's time I finally fuck somebody."

That quieted all the complaining. The others all gathered around him, sprawled out on the sofas. Everyone was tired and sore from all the sex, but there was still some energy left for more.

He paced back and forth for dramatic effect, surprisingly pleased to be the center of attention again. "Now, Mom, Sis, Aunt Suzy, and Amy, sorry. I love you all, but I've fucked you before and I'll fuck you many times again, or the time isn't quite ripe yet. Whereas we have two visitors who are completely unfucked. I think I must choose between them."

Alan had fucked Xania already, but only Suzanne and Katherine knew that, so he had to keep up that pretense. With a hand on his chin, he said, "The question is whom should I choose."

Xania spoke up. "Now just a minute. This goes too far. I know I said that already, but this time I really mean it. You can't just talk about fucking me without letting me have a say in the matter. That's rude, crude, and, and, and... despicable! I know that I said I wished Alan could 'whip me into line with his big cock,' but that was just in the heat of the moment! Things have been so erotic and arousing that I'm very confused and making all kinds of mistakes that I'll regret later. Playing around is one thing, but fucking is serious!"

Susan again got a fierce look in her eye. "Now, Xania, normally I'm a very accommodating person, but I have to put my foot down. I don't know if Tiger wants to fuck you or Brenda, but if he chooses you, you're right that you have no say. He likes his tits big, and despite all your fancy psychology degrees, you're still a big-titted centerfold-quality babe at heart, and God put women like you and me on this Earth to be fucked by the likes of my son! Period! The problem is that you feel the desire to be tamed by his cock, but you still haven't been tamed sufficiently. Tiger, please take care of that, will you? Turn her into one of us."

Xania looked around frantically. "Turn me into one of you? What is this, the invasion of the pod people or something? I refuse to play your twisted games any longer. You all have gone too far!"

She wasn't sure if anyone would still buy her prudish front after all the things she'd done, but she thought she'd give it one more try. She further hoped that playing hard to get would make her more desirable, causing Alan to choose her over Brenda.

Xania looked over to Brenda. "I'm sure you agree with me. Right? Alan can't just fuck whomever he chooses. We have rights!"

Brenda answered firmly, "No. Actually, I don't. Maybe you have rights, but I only want to serve. Serve this whole family, but especially serve Alan! Susan is so right with her tit rules. I often wondered why I was saddled with such annoyingly big tits, but now I know. I know my place, and it's on the floor or bed with my legs spread for Alan!"

Xania sighed. She muttered, "God, the pod people did get to you."

Ignoring that, Brenda immediately assumed that position on the floor. She spread her legs invitingly, just like she'd done earlier when Alan ran his cockhead up and down her slit. "Mas... Mister Alan, please fuck me? Please?" Again, she had a hard time not calling him "Master," and barely managed to cover her mistake. She wasn't aware that she'd screamed out "Master" quite a few times earlier in the evening when she was beside herself with desire.

Alan was impressed, if not overwhelmed. Most of all, such talk made him horny beyond belief. But he remembered Xania, and turned to her.

He had a strong hunch that Xania was acting and in fact she very much desired to be fucked, so he too decided to ham it up. He figured that if he was wrong, she would leave little doubt about her true feelings. "Xania, this is my house, and I refuse to permit this kind of behavior. If you actually had a steady boyfriend that would be one thing, but you don't. I'm sorry. Brenda and Sis, hold Xania down."

Alan had chosen Brenda to help even though he barely knew her. He had a hunch that she'd do just about anything for him, and he was right. In fact, Brenda loved the idea of helping; she managed to drag herself off the floor to do so.

Xania let out a string of expletives and curses while her arms were pinned back by the two females. She wiggled in ways that would look alluring, but in fact she didn't try to physically resist at all.

Alan could see she was only making a sexy show, and not really trying to get away. So he went to the kitchen and brought out a coil of rope.

Susan's eyes lit up. "Rope! Yes! It's about time!" She pumped her fist. "Alan, Tiger, are you going to tie her up? When you're done, can you do me?"

"Yes, I'm going to tie her up, but you and I will wait for a special time. You should have told me you were into this kind of thing."

Susan said with exasperation, "You didn't figure that out? Come on! I love anything you do to me!"

Katherine also seemed very excited by the rope, but Amy had no special reaction and Suzanne just rolled her eyes.

Surprisingly, Amy spoke. "Alan, you're not going to do anything Xania doesn't want, are you? Because the Alan I know and love wouldn't do something against someone's will."

Alan was touched by Amy's goodness and concern. He thought, Once again, thank God for Amy. I live a very crazy life and I think that ultimately Amy is the one who's going to keep me sane. Actually, Amy's empathy and Suzanne's willpower. Thank God for the Pestridges.

He responded, "Of course, Amy, I wouldn't do anything anyone wouldn't want to do. Xania very much wants this. Listen to her body, not her mouth." As he said this, he started to tie Xania's arms together behind her back.

Amy asked, "Xania? Are you cool with this? Alan's not a meanie, you know."

Xania too was pleased and amused by Amy's innocence and kindness. "Don't worry, Amy. Come here and I'll tell you a secret. Then, if you want to stop everything, just say the word and I'm sure Alan will stop."

So Amy listened to Xania's whispering. She left satisfied.

The truth was, Xania even now wanted to maintain the pretense of her prudishness and reluctance, but Amy was ruining it by forcing her to admit that she desperately wanted to get fucked. The whispering allowed Xania to keep the appearance of reluctance going with the others, even though, by this point, everyone sensed more or less what Xania really wanted.

Alan was left with the task of tying Xania up. He had an awkward time with it, as he'd never tied up a person before. He stood there with the rope in hand, uncertain as to how to start.

Katherine said, "Big Güiro Brother, would you like some help?"

He asked, "What the hell is a 'gweero'?"

"A musical instrument made out of a gourd. Very long, thick, and phallic-shaped. Anyway, let me guide you through using the rope."

"And how would you know about tying people up?"

"I've been researching the subject so I'd be ready when you wanted to do it to me. I know all kinds of ways. A good fuck toy has the same motto as the Boy Scouts: 'Be Prepared.' I hope this is the start of a new phase of increasing your control. You should have your various nymphos naked and tied, bound and scattered all over the house, ready for fucking!"

Alan rolled his eyes. "Sis, you're too much. As if! You scare me sometimes, and I seriously mean that. But I could use the help."

With Katherine's direction, Alan tied Xania's hands behind her back, then also tied her arms to her sides by passing rope above and below her breasts. The extra rope for the arms didn't have much practical purpose, but it made Xania look more helpless and sexy. The fact that Xania added a proud defiance to her usual stern glare only aroused Alan (and everyone else) that much more.

Then Katherine stepped away, leaving Xania lying prone on one end of the sofa while Brenda sat on the other end.

Alan walked back and forth between his remaining choices of Xania and Brenda, assuming a dramatic posture as if he were a military officer performing an inspection.

He thought, Realistically, I've got only one orgasm left in me tonight, if even that. I'm running on fumes. I can't ruin my reputation by trying and failing to get it up, particularly with everyone watching.

So. Brenda OR Xania. I have to pick.

He turned to Brenda. On the one hand, I've fucked Xania already, but not Brenda. I'd love to give Brenda a good fucking. I'd start with a titfuck just to warm up, and then work my way down. She's already so covered with cum, it would be perfectly lovely to end up adding my load to her messy face and chest. She's such a great screamer and leaker, I'm sure she'd be a total blast to fuck. She's like a living Jessica Rabbit, with a body clearly designed by God for a lot of fucking. Wow!

Then he looked over at Xania, who was still tied up on the sofa. But on the other hand, Xania has been so great this evening. I've been getting a huge kick out of her protests. And now that she's all tied up, how can I not fuck her? I've never tied someone up before and I'm finding it really turns me on. I'd love to see her squirm and protest helplessly while I ram her pussy repeatedly until I fill it with my hot seed. Man, that would be great. Not only that, but she was a really good fuck. Very experienced. Tonight I think she'd be an even greater fuck because she's so randy and uninhibited.

In some ways, Xania is even more built to fuck than Brenda. While Brenda is all soft and squeezable, Xania is toned and muscular. I like them both, but Xania's tall too; I can French kiss her and fuck her at the same time. She's got a great squeezy cunt with vaginal talents right up there with Aunt Suzy. That's hard to turn down.

But then again, Brenda and her tits. So tough to pass up. But Brenda lives near here, while Xania just passes through town once in a blue moon. On the other hand, Brenda hasn't been fucked yet. Also, it's not like Xania won't be back often, not after a night like this. Yet I can't just leave Xania all tied up and ready to fuck. Look at how clean and dry Xania is, relatively speaking... Then there's Brenda. Lake Brenda. Her energy does seem to be reviving, which is good...

He walked back and forth, genuinely unable to make up his mind. He kept thinking of more good reasons to pick one, and then the other.

Everyone waited to see what he'd do. Brenda and Xania sat still and waited with bated breath. The fact that his rigid erection bounced around with every step he took drove them and everyone else wild with lust.

A problem came to his mind. "Hey, what about STDs? Have either of you fucked anyone else lately?"

Brenda proudly said, "Definitely not! As I hope you know, I'm in the middle of a divorce. My husband hasn't fucked me for three years. Hell, I don't think he's even touched me in the past year." She added with growing excitement, "In fact, there's no reason for you to use a condom. I'm on birth control, and I'm totally clean. I hope you take me bareback!"

Alan nodded with approval. He remained poker-faced, but on the inside he felt a thrill race down his spine as he considered fucking Brenda bareback.

He turned to Xania and asked her, "What about you and your boyfriend?"

Since she didn't actually have a real boyfriend at the moment, she lied in a way to arouse, "Like I said, we've only gone out on a few dates. Well, more than a few, but still, I haven't let him fuck me yet. I'm not some kind of easy lay."

Susan loved that. She couldn't help but note, "And yet, look at you now!"

Actually, Xania was ready to be fucked bareback too. Alan had had to use a condom when he'd fucked her on Friday (although they forgot to use one their second time). Suzanne had made clear that she'd have to keep using condoms if she fucked him again unless she proved she was completely clean. So she'd been tested, and she'd just gotten the results and now had an all-clear from Suzanne. Furthermore, she was using pill-based birth control, which let her both avoid pregnancy and control the timing of her periods.

Unfortunately, she felt she couldn't reveal any of that right at the moment or it would blow what little was left of her cover.

Alan continued to ponder his options. Then a thought occurred to him that helped him make up his mind. Brenda has to go home soon because it's nearly midnight, and her son Adrian would worry about her. He's said to be a real mama's boy. Xania, on the other hand, told me she's staying the night. In fact, now that I think about it, I even brought in her luggage. That means I can have my cake and eat it too!