6 Times a Day

Extra Long Chapter

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Once Suzanne had thoroughly licked Alan’s privates clean, she got up and went to the door. She peered up and down the hall, closed the door, and came back to Alan. She said, “You do know we had a visitor, right?”

He was finally starting to revive, so he sat up. “We did?” He nearly fell down to the bed again, because he was so staggered by the sight of Suzanne wearing nothing but her high heels and plenty of his cum.

She smirked, pleased at his bug-eyed stare. She struck a sexy pose (not that she needed to) and said, “It was your mom, of course. Your sexy, big-titted mom. I never actually looked over to check, since I didn’t want to scare her off, but there was no way to miss the sound of her panting, or her constant erotic moaning.”

“Wait. She was? Huh? But I missed all that.” He was still out of it.

She grinned. “I’m not surprised. You were, let’s say… preoccupied. Whereas I was keeping an ear out for her, so to speak.”

“Oh.” He shook his head slightly, trying to clear it. “Is that, uh… Is that why you said some of that stuff, like how my ‘powerful cock’ needed to be treated with the ‘utmost respect?'”

She was impressed that he had been aware enough to notice and then remember it later. “As a matter of fact, yes. And I know that sounds strange to you, as it does to me, but trust me on this. I understand how your mom’s mind works. I’m not sexually submissive myself, but I guess there’s a part of me that can relate. I let that part kind of run wild when I’m in a situation with her nearby.”

“Oh.” He lay on the bed like it was his death bed.

It took some time for Alan to recover. That gave Susan time to get settled back in the living room. She was still quite horny, especially since she’d never had her climax, but she managed to mask it. She even was able to pay some attention to the on-going movie.

However, her mind was mostly on what she’d seen upstairs. My goodness! I can’t get over how BIG my son’s penis is. Sure, I’m reminded of that fact every single day. But it’s one thing to feel it in your mouth; it’s a whole different thing to see it bulging through Suzanne’s cheek! Oh boy, and all that creamy cum exploding everywhere… I can’t think about it or I’m gonna burn up. At least Suzanne cleaned him up properly afterwards. That makes me feel better. I heard her say “a powerful, demanding cock like yours needs to be treated with the utmost respect.” That is so true!

When Alan came back downstairs, holding Suzanne’s hand again, it was a trip for him to see Susan and Katherine both smile at them without showing any jealousy. Only Amy appeared to remain fully absorbed in the movie, laughing at Ben Stiller’s predicament.

Alan and Suzanne joined the others in watching the film. For about fifteen minutes, that’s all they did.

However, there still was a sexual vibe in the air. The more Alan recovered, the more that vibe seemed to grow. Suzanne in particular was in a mood to tease, in hopes that he’d get hard and she’d be able to “help him do his thing” again.

It started when Susan paused the film and announced a break for snacks. Amy went to help Susan make some oatmeal and raisin cookies in the kitchen. Alan was left sitting in the living room between Suzanne and Katherine. He was still too tired to get up, so he just used the remote control to surf TV channels while waiting for the others to come back, when they would resume the movie.

With Susan and especially Amy out of the picture for a minute, Suzanne felt she could turn up the teasing a couple of notches. She asked Katherine, “Angel, did you have a chance to help Sweetie today?” She licked her lips in a seductive way to indicate that she was referring to Alan’s “treatment,” even as Alan watched with rapt interest from a few feet away.

“Nope,” replied Katherine. “Not yet.” She started rubbing her tongue around her lips in return. “How was it upstairs?”

“Mmmm hmmm!” Suzanne answered. She stuck her tongue out and pretended she was licking Alan’s boner from just a few inches away.

“Lucky you,” Katherine replied. She giggled, adding, “I know what you mean. That says so much more than words!” She upped the ante by also licking an invisible dick.

Just like Suzanne, Katherine wore a strapless dress. Looking back and forth only at their shoulders and above, it was easy to forget that they were wearing any clothes at all.

Suzanne pointed out, “Oh, but Susan had a nice suck before dinner, so that means it’s your turn next. That makes you the lucky one!”

“Sweet! I hope you’re right. You never know with Mom. What did you do to him?”

Suzanne replied with zest, “What didn’t I do? It was divine. There was a lot of titfucking, and probably even more cocksucking. I did one or the other or both at the same time pretty much the entire time, although he did have a few strategic breaks.”

“Phew! That sounds hot! Did you keep his cock stiff and thick and constantly throbbing with pleasure?”

Alan couldn’t believe they were talking about this so openly.

Suzanne winked knowingly. “You know I did.”

“Beautiful! I love it. I could just kiss you!” Katherine blew Suzanne a kiss.

Suzanne responded by opening her mouth and pretending to French kiss back.

Katherine responded in kind.

From Alan’s point of view, sitting between them, it appeared that Katherine and Suzanne were mimicking actually French kissing each other, though of course there was no real touching since they remained a good ten feet apart. It seemed that they were really getting into it, ignoring him completely.

Finally, after nearly a minute of this, Amy came into the living room to say that the cookies were almost ready. Katherine and Suzanne stopped their antics immediately, before Amy could see them.

Alan was confused, just like the time he’d seen them French kiss each other a few days earlier. Are they teasing me? Trying to turn me on? They certainly succeeded in that! Are they just having fun describing how they’re “helping me out,” or are they even having some kind of competition? Or is there something sexual happening between those two? Things here are good, but really weird.

Then Susan came into the living room, holding a tray of steaming hot cookies. “Snack time, everyone!”

As Katherine took a few cookies from the tray, she said, “Sounds like Aunt Suzy already had her snack time. She was just telling me that she sucked Brother off for over half an hour, nearly non-stop!”

Susan frowned. She said, “Angel, please! Can we not talk like that? It’s not proper. Especially because…” She nodded towards Amy.

Amy was already eating her cookies and seemed unaware that she was being discussed.

Suzanne’s demeanor changed as she thought about Amy listening in. “Yes. Angel, please. Your mom has a good point.” She also nodded knowingly towards Amy.

Amy went back home shortly after the cookies were eaten. She’d already seen “There’s Something about Mary” a few times, so she made her excuses by saying that she had a painting which she wanted to work on.

The rest of the gang resumed watching the movie. With Amy gone, they could all act and speak a little more freely, but things didn’t change much. The women were fairly thoroughly clothed, at least by recent standards, and they all got caught up in the movie.

The only major difference from the way things had been in the “old days” was that everyone knew Katherine would be sucking Alan off next, and Suzanne at least wasn’t shy about openly acknowledging that fact. For instance, when they paused the movie for a bio break, Suzanne helped herself to a Popsicle from the kitchen refrigerator, then said to Susan as she sat back down, “Would you like something to lick, like a Popsicle? Not all of us are lucky enough to have Alan’s cock on our menu later tonight.” As she said that latter, she nodded her head toward Katherine.

Susan protested, “Suzanne! Please. That’s so improper.”

Suzanne purposely pretended to misunderstand, to believe that it was just the one word that offended Susan. “Oh, I’m sorry. I should refer to it as a penis, not a cock. I always forget. What if I say instead, ‘Unfortunately, Angel is the only one on deck to get a swing from Alan’s big bat.'”

Susan gave a disapproving look, but could hardly complain about “bat” since she herself was now saying the word “cock” dozens of times a day. She only said those words when she got really horny, but that now seemed to be the case quite often. Still, with Katherine in the room, she was trying harder than usual to maintain some degree of propriety.

Suzanne turned to Alan as she unwrapped her Popsicle, “Although, Sweetie, aren’t you still a long way from six times today? Couldn’t you use some more help? Is one tongue at a time enough to get you off, or would you like two at once?” .

Susan was quick to say, “Suzanne, stop that. Really! We’re trying to watch the movie.”

Suzanne began licking her Popsicle. “It’s on pause, Susan. Don’t you think that if Sweetie needs two tongues at once, we should oblige?”

“That’s very unseemly, if not downright immoral. I told you already that cocksucking, I mean, uh, pleasuring his penis, is a very private matter. Two at once, I don’t think that’s proper. And although, admittedly, his penis is a tough beast to tame, I’ve… I’ve…”

Suzanne prodded, “Yes? You’ve…” She was now blatantly licking her Popsicle as if it were a big prick. She let it drip down onto herself, which wasn’t really a problem since she was wearing very scanty clothing to begin with.

That sight made Susan completely lose track of her words. It was like she was having a flashback to what she’d seen while peeking in on Alan and Suzanne upstairs, again setting her privates aflame with lust.

She thought, What’s wrong with me? Why, I’m looking at that Popsicle as if it was, as if it was … a penis! If Suzanne only knew what she was doing to me! But I can hardly ask her to stop her innocent snack eating. I must be going sex-mad!

Suzanne gave Susan a slightly wicked smile while continuing to lick. There was nothing even slightly innocent or accidental in what she was doing.

Susan looked at Suzanne’s Popsicle with a desperate longing. It was quite penis-like in appearance except for the pinkish color. She licked her lips and lurched slightly forward, but then she regained some self-control. Finally, she managed to say, “I’ve, uh, I’ve always managed with just my one tongue, thank you very much.”

Alan and Katherine were also transfixed by Suzanne’s drippy Popsicle. Katherine realized what Suzanne was really doing, which left her more amused than aroused. She did her best to suppress a fit of giggles.

Alan attempted to appear not to notice how Suzanne expertly and lovingly consumed the cold, round bar, but it gave him a raging erection. He thought, I’ve seen long tongues, but Aunt Suzy’s is simply unreal! I mean, I know how it feels in action, but I don’t usually get to SEE it from this perspective. It’s almost like an out-of-body experience. It’s as if that’s my dick she’s licking right now!

In fact, on the whole, Aunt Suzy seems less like a human being and more like a succubus, a creature perfectly designed to give a man pleasure. Perfectly designed to wrap that freakishly long tongue around my dick and jack it off in her mouth even while she sucks on it with her thick, red lips… To think that just a little while ago, that tongue was licking my balls clean. Oh God, I can’t take it! Serious painful schwing time!

Suzanne was always looking for opportunities to bring references to Alan’s dick, handjobs, and blowjobs into normal conversations with Susan, but this had been her boldest move yet.

Katherine also was excited by Suzanne’s sensuous licking. When she saw that the big lump in Alan’s shorts wasn’t going down even after the Popsicle was gone, she winked at Suzanne and said, “Brother, we need to talk.”

He was confused, especially since she made quote marks in the air when she said “talk.” But he said, “Okay, sure. What about?”

“I’ll tell you in private, in the den.” She dragged her brother to the den – a family office that shared a wall with the kitchen.

When they got there, Katherine was careful to keep the door open a crack.

“Okay, what do you want to talk…” Alan’s voice trailed off, because he saw Katherine take off her clothes. Unlike Suzanne’s striptease earlier, Katherine didn’t want to tease, but just get naked as soon as possible.

She dropped to her knees before him and took his boner in her hand. “As for talking, I could give you a lot of lip service, or… I could give you a lot of LIP service, if you know what I mean.” She giggled. She lashed her way down to his sweet spot.

They were standing just inside the room, so Alan tried to reach over her and close the door to give them some privacy.

But Katherine saw that and stopped him. “Nuh-uh!” Her voice dropped to a whisper. “Let’s see what happens. I’ll bet Aunt Suzy is smart enough to figure out what’s going on in here and get Mom to listen from the kitchen.”

He thought, Shit! It’s a sex conspiracy. Both Aunt Suzy and Sis seem intent on corrupting Mom as fast as possible.

Dang! I love it!

Once the teens left, Suzanne took Susan straight to the kitchen to have a talk.

Susan didn’t think anything special of the locale, since she often had conversations with Suzanne there. But Suzanne had chosen it precisely because she knew they’d be able to hear some of what was happening in the den, since Katherine had told them that she was taking Alan there. From the lusty look on Katherine’s face when she’d left, Suzanne had been certain that a lot of mouthing, rather than talking, had been her intent.

Suzanne chastised her best friend, saying, “Why did you treat Katherine so harshly for giving Sweetie a blowjob the other day, when the girl was only trying to help out with his ever-erect penis?”

Susan retorted, “I caught her in the act! She was doing it behind my back!”

“True,” Suzanne conceded. “That’s not good. But still, isn’t it hypocritical to punish her for doing the same thing you’ve been doing behind her back? Is it fair for you to lick on his hard rod, and stuff it in your mouth whenever you please, and then slather your tongue all over it even while your lips slip and slide up and down his sweet spot, but deny her the same pleasure? You’re letting her do it openly now, so how could it have been wrong before?”

Susan decided to stand her ground. “It IS wrong! The Bible says it’s wrong. I’m being far too soft letting her do anything with him at all.”

“Oh, is that so?” Suzanne pulled out a small piece of paper and waved it around. “I figured you’d be stubborn about this, so I did a little bit of Biblical research on the topic of so-called brother-sister incest. It turns out the Bible says that’s perfectly okay.”

“What?! No it doesn’t!”

“Well, see here.” Suzanne read from her paper. “Did you ever hear of the story of Jacob, in Genesis?”

Susan was taken aback. “Um… In Genesis? I don’t think so…”

“Then check out Genesis 29. Jacob marries two sisters, Rachel and Leah, who are also his first cousins.”

Susan said, “Yeah, but those are cousins. Angel is Tiger’s sister!”

“True, but current definitions of incest include first cousins. Clearly, those don’t jibe with the Bible. And note there were TWO sisters married to the same man. That’s yet another example of polygamy being okay. Besides, what about Genesis 20, and the story of Abraham and Sarah? I even wrote down a direct quote: ‘She is indeed my sister, the daughter of my father though not the daughter of my mother, and she became my wife.'”

Susan asked, “Is that THE Abraham, the patriarch?”

“Yes!”

“Oh dear.” Susan fretted and fiddled with her hands.

Suzanne waved the paper around some more. “Here it is, clear as day: sister and brother sex is approved of in the Bible! And yes, you could say they’re only half-siblings, but need I remind you that Angel and Tiger aren’t genetically siblings at all? So what do you have to say to THAT?!”

“Well…” Susan didn’t know what to say. She was shocked that was actually in the Bible.

Suzanne waved her hands around, her passion rising. “Furthermore, what about the immediate descendants of Adam and Eve? There had to have been all kinds of brother and sister baby making there, since they were the only people on Earth! Or what about the story of Noah? The only people to get on the ark were him, his wife, his sons, and his son’s wives. How the heck could they repopulate the Earth without a whole lot of so-called incest? To have enough genetic diversity, everybody would have had to have babies with every other possible partner. That’s a scientific fact. Which means there had to have been mother-son incest there as well.”

Susan was stumped. Finally, she ventured, “Maybe… maybe some of those stories are exaggerations or misunderstood. I mean, it could be some other people survived the Great Flood, high up on mountain peaks or something. We don’t necessarily have the whole story.”

Suzanne was secretly shocked to hear that, since Susan normally took the Bible very literally. She didn’t want to shoot down a possibly more flexible way of thinking. So instead she countered by saying, “Maybe so, but what about the story of Abraham and Sarah then? There’s absolutely no wiggle room there. They were brother and sister. They got married. They had kids. Which means they had sex! And it’s in the Bible without a hint of disapproval!”

“Oh dear.” Susan fiddled with her hands. She didn’t know how to dispute that.

Suzanne handed the piece of paper to Susan. “Here, this has all the citations so you can look these things up yourself later. Anyway, I think you’re just being selfish, and you’re using religion as an excuse to justify your behavior.”

“Selfish?!” Susan clutched her hands to her chest defensively.

“Why are you the only one in this house allowed to fill your belly with his warm, sticky semen? Is it maybe that you’re just jealous, and you don’t want to share his delicious gift? Perhaps you want his hot, throbbing cock all to yourself? Is it that you want to spend hours and hours lapping his big fat cock with your loving tongue while your sliding lips make him moan lustily for his big-titted mommy?”

Susan was overwhelmed by the barrage of questions, finding herself increasingly both flustered and aroused by the sexual way Suzanne described things. But the accusation of jealousy finally prodded her into a response. “No! I’m not jealous, and I’m not selfish either. It just takes some getting used to, that’s all. I mean, to have a sister suck off her own brother…” She frowned, and felt her moral indignation returning.

Suzanne quickly interrupted that train of thought. “So it’s all right for the mother, but not the daughter? If you prohibit her then you have to prohibit yourself. Maybe you should leave it to me. I’d be happy to take his beefy rod and slaver my saliva all over it, and work it, pump it with my lips, and generally treat it with the love and devotion it needs, several times a day. Do you really have what it takes to properly pleasure and revere his erection any time he needs it, or are you going to get all morally indignant again? Do you really have what it takes to expertly serve his big cock? Maybe you should leave it to more experienced experts.”

Susan protested, “No, please! I promise, I’ll do better! It’s just that, with Katherine, my sweet Angel, I’m her mother. I suppose you’re right about the incest part, although I still find that hard to believe, but I need to have some authority and control over what happens in my house. Surely you can understand that? I’m afraid of losing control!”