6 Times a Day

While Alan napped, Suzanne had been laying the groundwork for more fun after he woke up. She'd said to Katherine and Susan. "Hey, who's up for a little game? Why don't we play Truth or Dare?"

Katherine's face had brightened at that prospect.

But Susan immediately said, "NO! Absolutely not!" She actually was more worried about telling the truth than having to do a dare. She was filled with all kinds of forbidden, lustful thoughts that she didn't want to say out loud, especially if Alan or Katherine were present.

So Suzanne had said, "You do realize, don't you Susan, that we don't actually have to be playing that game for me to make you wear whatever I say."

"Whatever do you mean?"

"I mean that you've already agreed to wear whatever I tell you to wear, no matter what. Don't you remember that?"

Susan blanched as she remembered. Suzanne hadn't been exerting that power much lately, since Susan was choosing sufficiently risqué outfits on her own. "Uh-oh. That's true. But look: what I'm wearing right now is already positively scandalous. I hope you aren't going to tell me that I have to wear that skimpy bikini you gave me. Are you?"

Suzanne smiled innocently. "Who me? No, of course not. In fact, the only thing I want you to wear right now is your wedding ring."

Susan stared at the ring on her finger, and then up at her best friend. "My wedding ring?! That's IT?!"

Suzanne nodded.

"But Suzanne! That means I'll be completely naked! What if Tiger comes back down here?! He probably will! Surely you jest!" She squirmed around in her lounge chair with a mixture of horror and hopeful anticipation.

Suzanne replied, "That's the whole idea. But don't worry, Katherine and I will join you so Sweetie won't focus his attention just on you. And we'll all lie face down so he won't see much. Just your back and your butt."

"But-"

Suzanne held her hand up to silence Susan. "No buts. Actually, make that three butts." She chuckled. It wasn't that good a joke, but she was tipsy so almost everything seemed funny. She'd brought out a bottle of wine and all three had wine glasses next to their lounge chairs.

She continued, "You confessed to me all about how he stared at you in the shower, so he won't be seeing any part of you that he hasn't already seen up close."

"SuzaaaaAAAAaanne!" Susan whined. "Don't say that in front of Angel here! I thought that was just between you and me! I feel horrible enough about that dreadful incident as it is, but now Angel is going to think I'm awful!"

Katherine had been silent but listening intently. She said, "No, Mom, I think that's great. You were just helping Brother with some visual stimulation, right?" She was very curious to hear more about this shower incident, but she decided not to ask about it just then, for fear it would spook Susan from going along with Suzanne's total nudity plan.

Suzanne piled it on. "Exactly. What's the big deal? You didn't do anything to be ashamed of. In fact, I'm so very proud of you, helping him out like that. I'll bet he rushed back to his room, dropped his shorts, and started stroking that big, tasty erection of his. Can't you just picture him, holding that throbbing beast in his hands, with his eyes closed thinking of your wet, naked, sultry body? That's a sight that should make any mother proud."

"Is it?" She flopped back down on the lounge chair, conceding defeat. "Oh, poo. Suzanne, why do you do these things to me? The whole thing doesn't sound very proper to me," she added feebly. "In fact, it's decidedly IMproper."

Suzanne offered no response to that, so she thought about what Suzanne had just said, and asked, "What was that you said about his member being, um, er...? What did you call it? Tasty?"

Suzanne launched into a detailed, explicit description of how wonderful Alan's erection tasted in her mouth, describing the sweetness of his cum, causing both Katherine and Susan to squirm with excitement.

Suzanne explained, "Look, I can't deny that I've slept with a lot of different men. More than 100 for sure, and how many more I'd rather not say. But none of them tasted as good as he does. I was so curious about this that I looked up some articles on the Internet. It turns out that the taste of a man's cum is due to his diet, and Sweetie has a nearly ideal diet for delicious cum. He eats a ton of fruit and lots of other mostly healthy but rather sweet things, and he avoids most meats and bitter things. His cum tastes so good that I swear it's like dessert! I could feast on it all day long!"

The three women continued talking and drinking wine, and before long Susan couldn't wait for Alan to wake up from his nap so she could lie naked in front of him. She was delighted, though also apprehensive, when she was chosen to be the one to go upstairs and tell him to come back down to the pool.

When Alan did return to the pool area, Susan, Suzanne, and Katherine were all in position, naked and lying backside up on their lounge chairs. The three of them were all tipsy and more than a little excited about it. Actually, despite her cool appearance, Suzanne was just as excited as the other two.

Alan was right in suspecting that something was up by the way that Susan had been acting when she came to get him, but he was in no way prepared for what he saw when he got back to the pool. The lounge chairs were faced away from the door to the back patio, so only when he got to within a few feet of them did he realize that their three occupants were completely naked (except for Suzanne wearing her now-omnipresent high heels). He had a great view of their asses and long firm legs.

All three were giggling nervously - even Suzanne, who usually made it a point to not giggle. There was a lot of nervous energy in the air.

He had no idea what to say or do. He would have rushed back inside and spied on them from there had he not just explicitly agreed to come to the pool area. His penis engorged fully in about two seconds. He very literally could have been knocked over with a feather.

It wasn't just that he was looking at three very sexy bare asses; he felt that he was looking at his future. It was a future full of sexual fun with Suzanne, Susan, and Katherine. Suddenly, it even seemed possible he could wind up fucking all three of them someday.

That was just too much to take. He had to sit down before he had a heart attack or seizure. He plopped down in the nearest empty lounge chair.

Finally, Suzanne sat up a bit, turned, and said to him with a big grin, "Suurrrpriiiiiiise! I'll bet you weren't expecting this, Sweetie!" As she did so, she spread her knees apart and kicked her high heels up into the air, giving him a good view of her pussy.

Susan and Katherine were lying on lounge chairs pointing in the same direction as hers, keeping their legs tightly closed, so they didn't know what she was revealing. It was a special display intended for Alan's eyes only.

He felt like his brain had already been blown apart and now Suzanne's move was pulverizing the scattered pieces. He couldn't believe what he was seeing. He was struck speechless and just shook his head.

Suddenly, just sitting down wasn't enough, because he felt like his entire body was burning up. He pulled his T-shirt off and jumped into the pool to cool down and give himself a chance to think.

What in God's name is going ON?! Is this some kind of a joke? Maybe a test? All three of them naked?! Aunt Suzy I could believe, but Sis and even MOM?! No friggin' way! Not only are they all totally nude, but they're OUTSIDE! Is it possible for any of the neighbors to see them?

He looked around and realized the likelihood of being seen was extremely low. All the houses around the Plummer house had big lots with copious amounts of greenery. It was a veritable jungle between the Plummers' house and any of the neighbors'. And since they were on the uphill side of a gently sloping hill, the only house that could look onto theirs was the Pestridge house, and the only room with windows on that side which could have any possible view was Amy's.

He poked his head out of the water after swimming a few laps.

"Cat got your tongue?" his mother asked in his direction, playfully. "I decided that it's okay to go to the pool topless after all," she joked with deliberate understatement. Jokes from her were extremely rare. But her comment also recognized how much had changed in just one day, with some inebriation definitely playing a role in the new dress code. "Aren't you going to say 'hi'? Would you like another hug?" She giggled at what she thought was another joke.

"Um, Mom, you're totally naked." He didn't mean to say that, but it just slipped out. It was like he was asking for confirmation from someone that he was really seeing what he was seeing. What do you say when speaking in the general direction of three ladies' asses?

Suzanne teased, "No she's not." She pointed at Susan's hands. "Look. She's still wearing her wedding ring." (Suzanne's fingers were bare of any rings. Since she had been de-facto divorced from Eric for years, she generally only wore his ring when she left her house and wanted to cut down on the number of men who were always propositioning her.)

Susan blushed even redder than she already had been. "Suzanne, you're such a meanie today. Why must you flaunt my infidelity?"

Suzanne acted surprised and confused. "Infidelity? Are you thinking of having sex with somebody? I thought that we were just providing Sweetie with some visual stimulation." She thought, Teasing Susan is just too much fun! Now that I've started, I can't stop. I need to behave or I'll scare her off.

Susan blushed about five shades deeper. She stammered, "No! Of course not! You're still married too, you know!"

Alan wasn't quite sure what good pointing that out did, but it made him feel even more insanely aroused than he already was.

He considered getting out of the pool, but thought, Man, how am I going to hide my hard-on in this swimsuit? The damn thing is so insistent that it's threatening to pop out the top. There's no way I can adjust it to hide it, not with all this nakedness going on. It feels like a damn baseball bat. Dang! Well, I can't stay in here forever. Maybe I'll just rush to one of those lounge chairs while their heads are turned.

That's what he did, except that as soon as he got out of the water the others all heard the tell-tale sounds and turned to look. All eyes were glued to the bulge in his crotch until he finally made it to the lounge chair.

He sat down and tried to compose himself. Things were surprisingly quiet; the others were waiting to hear from him.

Finally, he asked, "So... Um, how long have you all been lying there like that?"

"Oh, we've been in these chairs for about an hour," his mother replied. "Pretty much ever since you left to take your nap."

Katherine giggled at her deliberate avoidance of answering his question.

Susan was lying between Suzanne and Katherine and didn't have a good view of where Alan was sitting. So she rose up in the lounge chair a bit and turned on her side somewhat to better look at him, allowing him to see most of her boobs hanging down. Only her nipples were still pressed against the plastic of the lounge chair. She continued, "But it was only a few minutes ago when Suzanne forced us to take off our bikinis, right after I ran up and got you. What do you think; are we more than you can handle?"

"Uuuuhh, no. I'm cool. It's cool."

His sister giggled at that, and then they all giggled. His attempt at appearing casual and nonchalant was laughably bad and obvious to all.

He asked Susan, "Did you say she forced you to get naked?" His head was suddenly filled with images of a sexy catfight in which Suzanne managed to overpower both Susan and Katherine, ripping all their clothes off in the process.

Susan said with obvious shame, "Yes, she forced me. She's such a meanie! She says that I'm not allowed to wear anything around you but my wedding ring! Isn't she cruel?" Her legs twitched and writhed uncomfortably, as if she had been tied up and was struggling to break free.

He was so aroused yet frustrated that he wanted to bang his head on the pool decking and cry. I can look at Mom all I want, but never touch! Heck, even Aunt Suzy doesn't really let me touch her. And they all look so friggin'... touchable!

As if she were a mind reader, Suzanne said to him, "You know what, girls? I don't know about you, but I certainly could use some more suntan lotion. With this pale skin I've got I can get a sunburn from a flashlight. Sweetie, honey, can you help me out here? I'm feeling too lazy to do it myself. Actually, you should help us all out."

His eyes bugged out.

Katherine's and Susan's did too. This hadn't been mentioned as part of Suzanne's original dare, and they didn't know what to think. Susan in particular would have complained except that she was so extremely horny.

Alan managed to nod 'Yes.'

Then Suzanne casually added, "Well then, since we all just took off our bathing suits, I'm sure our creamy white butts could especially use some lotion."

Here we go again, he thought, with that mixed feeling of fear and anticipation that he'd come to know well in recent days. More sexy craziness! I love it, even though my heart is pounding so hard it feels like I'm gonna die!

But he merely said, "I'm glad to help. Who wants to go first?"

Suzanne suggested, "Why don't you do your mother, and then do your sister? Then you can do me."

He wondered at the possible double meaning in her tone of voice, especially in the way she said the word "do" each time. He asked himself, Was I the only one who noticed that? I mean, I practically came on the spot the third time she said "do" in that raspy voice of hers. I don't know how, but somehow even that voice is too sexy!

Susan protested, "No! Tiger, please. I'm not ready."

But Suzanne said, "What's not to be ready? You don't need a Ph.D. to have suntan lotion put on you. Sit up and let him put some lotion on your back, already."