6 Times a Day

When the group reassembled, there was no sign of clothing anywhere, unless one counted the high heels and glasses. Even Alan took his T-shirt off again so he’d be naked from head to toe. Everyone had calmed down a bit, but that wasn’t likely to last for long, especially since the women were all getting quite drunk.

Alan declined having a penis tender during the first hand, so his dick could recover a little longer. He won the hand, and said, “For my dare, I say we bring back the Susan-tit-tender idea. Xania, now that your hands are free, I’m making you the tender.”

Both Xania and Susan were very happy about that. Nobody else realized it, but Alan happened to be looking at Susan and Suzanne when they’d been whispering about Xania’s bisexual tendencies shortly before the break. Normally, he would have been too far away to hear what they were saying, but he’d watched their lips as he listened carefully, and he’d understood the gist of the discussion. So he thought, correctly, that putting them together would make them both very happy.

Xania was actually a bit frustrated. She’d been hoping that she could just play cards for a while and get a much needed respite from the non-stop sexiness, since their short break hadn’t been much of a sexual break for her at all. Instead, only a minute after being foiled from getting to masturbate in the bathroom, she was presented with Susan’s naked body, which she’d been craving in a big way since pretending to be Susan’s psychologist up in L.A.

Xania couldn’t turn down the opportunity. She was very good at handling boobs. She began kneading and fondling from behind, with an enjoyable alternating mixture of roughness and gentleness. She knew exactly what to do since she’d been keeping an eye on what others were doing to Susan.

Susan was downright giddy. At first, she submissively pinned her arms behind her back, mostly because she didn’t trust that she could control her hands.

But soon, even though the dare was for Xania to “tend” Susan’s great G-cups, Susan couldn’t help fondling Xania’s G-cups as well. She did so wordlessly and furtively, as if she was worried the others would “bust” her at any moment.

Not surprisingly, Xania didn’t try to stop her, even though, again, she was almost upset at how everything that was happening seemed designed to drive her out of her mind with lust.

As Susan hefted Xania’s breasts with both hands, she thought, Wow! Just… wow! They’re so soft, and bouncy, and… delightful. And big! So big! Dear Lord, you spoil me with all this titty bounty. Tiger, please, tame this woman, and fast! I can picture so many sexy things. Like peeking into Tiger’s bedroom and finding Suzanne and Xania naked, kneeling, and sucking cock together, and then stripping my clothes off and joining in. Three tongues from three G-cup ladies on one big fat cock. That’s the kind of service my studly son deserves. Nay, demands!

Or, having Xania spend the night… in my bed! With my Tiger! We could play ‘Hide the Sausage in the Tit Meat Sandwich’ game, and so much more. Soon, my son will be fucking me, and of course he’ll be fucking her. He’d fuck both of us all night long, so that when the morning came, we’d have to call Angel and Amy in to take care of his mighty, unstoppable boner for a while, until our poor, banged-up pussies could recover. Mmmm! I can feel it down in my hot cunt. I can almost really feel my son fucking me, for real! It’s so exciting! Being a big-titted, cock-loving mommy is the BEST!

Alan was watching Susan and Xania fondle each other more often than not, and the sight inspired him so much that he felt his penis finally engorge. So, before the next hand started, he announced, “I’m ready for more penis tending. Let’s say that whoever wins this hand gets the job for the next few hands.”

Brenda asked, “What if you win?”

“Then I guess I’ll just have to masturbate. No, just kidding. I don’t know; it’s a good point. I guess I’ll sit out this round.”

For once, all the women were highly focused on the game. Xania and Susan even temporarily stopped their tit fondling.

Suzanne won the hand. She was so happy at winning the penis tender job that she clapped her hands with glee. She even taunted the others, both verbally and by flashing her cards around. “Look at those cards! Would you look at those cards? Face! Who’s your daddy? Ha!”

Suddenly she got sheepish, and thought, What’s happening to me? God, I’m getting close to losing it again. It’s this competitive environment, I think. I need to be the one who remains in control. Who knows what kind of opportunities will arrive this evening for me to advance my position? I need to stay sober enough to exploit them. Calm. Breathe. Count to ten…

But Suzanne was drunk on lust, plus some alcohol. Her attempts to stay calm didn’t last long. She sat in Alan’s lap and got busy stroking. But she didn’t stop there. She blew in his ear as she whispered sweet nothings, and generally used the sexy seduction techniques that she did better than anyone else.

Many of her whispered comments were about Xania or Brenda, since she understood the lure of the new. For instance, she cooed, “You know, when Xania and I were roommates in college, we had separate bedrooms, but that was just for show. Usually I’d fall asleep with her face in my crotch, or my face in hers. God, her tongue!”

She accented her comment by licking his ear, since her mouth was right next to it already. “But you know all about that, don’t you? I saw the way she was wrapping it around your cock. Just imagine her tongue and my tongue, licking and sucking on either side.”

She began licking up and down the sensitive nape of his neck to show just how she’d treat her side of his shared cock. Then she added, “By the way, have I mentioned what the nickname for her tongue was? The Snake!”

Alan gulped at that. “What was the nickname for yours?”

Suzanne just chuckled playfully. She tickled his side, and purred, “Wouldn’t you like to know?”

He groaned lustily. Oh, man! I’ll bet her name was something snake-like too, like the Python or the Anaconda. The two of them together? It would be freaking unreal!

Then, as she stroked his cock and balls with both hands, she whispered, “Of course, Brenda only has a normal-sized tongue. But that’s just about the only normal thing about her. I’m not even going to talk about her J-cups. J! Do they even make bras that big? But think about the rest of her. Her cute face, her bubble butt, her constantly soaked and oh-so-hot cunt… But the best thing of all is her attitude. She adores you! She can’t wait to submit to you, to SERVE you! Can you picture her naked and kneeling, BEGGING to serve, BEGGING for you to ride her and drill her to your heart’s desire? Well, get used to that sight, because you’re going to be seeing her do that a lot!”

He moaned and groaned even louder. Suzanne had only been tending him a couple of minutes, and already he was nearing the cusp of cumming.

Going for the kill, she added in her sultry, scratchy voice, “And you know the best thing of all? You’ve got a sexy mommy and auntie who not only don’t mind you fucking the likes of Brenda and Xania, but can’t wait to be there and watch and join in! You lucky bastard!”

Then she shut him up by kissing his mouth. They necked for a long time.

Suzanne took on her penis tending role with gusto. She thought she’d done almost everything sexually she could do when it came to stroking him, but she did something she’d never done before. She stroked his cock in very long strokes with both hands from top to bottom, and with each stroke she exaggeratedly lifted and dropped her entire body in time to the strokes. The chief effect was to cause her tits to bounce nearly as wildly as Brenda’s had done earlier.

She sat on Alan’s knee so she could slide her wet pussy along his leg, just as Brenda and Xania did earlier. Plus, her tits were constantly bouncing inches from Alan’s face and repeatedly slapping into his chest. She’d never done this kind of thing before because it seemed so juvenile and undignified to her, but she didn’t care anymore. She just knew both of them were having a lot of sexy fun.

Somehow, Alan continued to take part in the poker game, as did Suzanne. Both of them only checked their cards the bare minimum amount necessary, and usually had their hands full of each other instead. Yet, Alan went on a lucky streak, winning four hands in a row.

Susan, though, seemed to see each victory as a further sign of his sexual prowess and all-around invincibility. Brenda caught on to this as well and before long the two of them were nearly orgasmic every time he announced another victory.

Alan used his dares to hand out vibrators, so everyone could be enjoying themselves all the time, even when they weren’t part of a dare. He personally inserted them into Katherine, Amy, and Susan. Each woman came to him and all but planted her ass in his face, so he could do the insertion with Suzanne still in his lap.

Xania was the fourth one to get a vibrator. Alan could see that there wasn’t much need to give her one to keep her horny, because Xania and Susan were still having great fun with each other. Susan considered Suzanne the chief enforcer of the rules (since she herself wasn’t doing much of that tonight), and since Suzanne was so preoccupied with Alan, Susan had gotten bolder and bolder running her hands all over Xania’s fit and firm body. The two of them hardly spoke to each other, and they refrained from kissing, but there was a lot of erotic non-verbal communication going on.

Xania was still having fun playing her prudish role, so she put on a big show of protesting. “Alan, you expect me to put this thing inside my most private place? I’m telling you I most certainly will NOT do it. I draw the line here.”

He replied, “I don’t expect YOU to do it. Come over here.” As an aside, he said to Suzanne, who was still perched on his leg, “Stop bouncing for a sec.”

Suzanne responded by melting into him and giving him another big French kiss (while continuing to jack him off, of course). He tightly clutched her bare ass cheeks, pulling her in closer.

Xania sauntered over to him and handed him the black vibrator that Amy had just given her. She just stood there above him, and asked, “What am I supposed to do now?”

He replied, “Bend over with your ass up close to my face, and grab your ankles. Then maintain that pose while I put it in.”

She already knew what he’d say, since she’d just heard and seen how Katherine, Amy, and Susan had been given their vibrators. But still, she put her hands on her hips, and complained, “That’s outrageous! This time, you go too far!”

He thought, I love it when Xania gets angry. She looks extra sexy, with her narrow, intense gaze. So passionate! Especially since I know she’s faking. At least, I’m pretty sure she is. He told her, “What happened to ‘When in Rome’ and all that? Are you going to act like one of us, or are you going to chicken out?”

She glared at him with genuine irritation. “I am NOT happy about this!” But she turned around and clutched at her ankles. She further complained, “This seems terribly unfair. It’s like we’re all just here for your sexual pleasure.” But she made a point of keeping her legs stiff and spread wide. And she wiggled her ass like she couldn’t wait for him to put his hands on it.

Leaving the vibrator on the sofa for now, he put both hands on her ass and started caressing her muscular ass cheeks. But her pussy in between attracted more of his interest. He swiped a finger right along her slit, making her tremble. He pointed out, “You say that, but look at your pussy. It’s really red and engorged. And wet! It’s absolutely soaked.” He continued to run his finger through her wet lips, even poking in from time to time.

Xania moaned loudly. She knew her moans sounded extremely erotic, but she couldn’t help that. She thought, FUCK ME! He seems to find new ways of humiliating me, but this is the absolute worst! And, of course, everyone else is watching! I might as well die of shame!

With the others, Alan had done all the fondling and inserting himself. But now he said to Suzanne, “Hey, check this out.” He guided one of Suzanne’s hands to Xania’s ass. Then he said to her, “Check out how wet she is. Or is it just me?”

Suzanne gleefully ran her fingers through Xania’s wet cunt. She said, “No, it’s not just you. She’s very, very wet. Xania, I think you protest too much. For instance, let’s look at your clitoris. It’s unhooded, red, and very erect.” Suzanne started pinching and playing with Xania. She knew just want aroused her most, due to their years in college.

Xania whimpered helplessly. Fuuuuuuuck me! Fuck, fuck, fuck! They’re going to make me cum, again!

Suzanne was so interested in Xania’s pussy and ass that she took her hand off Alan’s boner to temporarily focus on Xania.

Alan picked up the vibrator, which was a particularly big one, and pulled Xania’s pussy lips open with the fingers on his other hand. Then he slowly pushed the vibrator in her pussy.

Meanwhile, Suzanne kept on diddling Xania’s clit, and generally caressing her ass cheeks.

Xania wasn’t religious, but she prayed for this “ordeal” to end quickly, before she had a huge orgasm that would possibly cause her to tumble to the floor. Her face burned red with embarrassment, and her hair brushed against the carpet. She kept her eyes shut tight so she wouldn’t have to see the upside-down craziness.

She was so wet that it slid in easily. She said in a quiet voice, “Oh.” She wiggled her hips around, and then with a bit more erotic delight in her voice, repeated, “Oh… Oh my!”

Not surprisingly, Alan didn’t stop there. He slowly pushed the vibrator in and out.

But that was more than Xania could handle. She cried out, “Please! No! I beg you! Too much!”

He sensed that she was a hair’s breadth from a massive climax, and that would be precarious with her hands still gripping her ankles. So he said, “Okay, it’s in. You’re done.”

Xania was surprised by the act of mercy. Instead of standing up, she knelt. It seemed the safest thing to do when she feared practically any movement at all would trip her over the orgasmic edge.

But she didn’t get a chance to recover, because Suzanne ran a hand down her bare back, and said, “I think you should thank Alan for giving you a break there, and for the big, black gift. Why don’t you turn around and kiss him?”

Xania had to take some deep breaths and try to calm herself before she could even turn around. But she did. She whispered, “Thank you.” Then she leaned forward and gave Alan a peck on the cheek.

Suzanne complained, “Not like that! Sheesh! I mean a real kiss… on his cock!”

Xania looked to Alan’s lap and saw that Suzanne had resumed jacking him off. But she’d also pointed his hard-on up and out so it was aimed right at her.

Xania whimpered again, and then bent down. Her plan was to make it quick so she could escape and recover. But she was so far gone with lusty desire that a kiss on the top of his cockhead turned into another, and then another. Before long, she’d engulfed his entire cockhead and started fervently bobbing on it!

She’d closed her eyes again in an attempt to lessen her shame. But then she heard Katherine exclaim, “Now, that’s what I call a good kiss!” Then she heard Katherine, Amy, and others giggle at that. That doubled her blushing embarrassment, and quadrupled her desire to suck.

But she had to pull off a short time later, because she was so extremely aroused that she was genuinely dizzy, and she was panting so hard that it seemed like she was running out of oxygen.

She started to staggered back to her chair, but then she realized that Susan was there, and that was too arousing a prospect to contemplate too. So instead she headed to an unoccupied sofa and flopped down on it. She sat with her legs closed as much as possible and both hands over her groin, trying to keep some dignity.

But Alan said, “What are you hiding there? Do you know that’s the Mr. Excitement dildo in you? It’s becoming something of a family heirloom. Sit up on the sofa and spread your legs. Let’s see what you have there.” Obviously, he knew what she had since he’d just put it in, but he wanted to put her on the spot in front of everyone. He correctly guessed that she was near an orgasmic breaking point, and embarrassing public exposure really turned her on, probably enough to trigger her release.

Xania did what he asked, even as she mumbled, “This is so demeaning!” In fact, she purposely sat up on her heels and spread her knees wide, presenting an even more lewd sight that Alan had hoped for. The Mr. Excitement dildo, which was actually a vibrator, whirred and twirled on its own.

The room was dead quiet, since the music had stopped playing a long time ago. Xania kept her eyes tightly shut and managed to at least calm her breathing some. But she still felt like her entire body was on fire. If anything, she was getting hotter and hotter, knowing that everyone else was watching her expose herself like this.

She complained with passionate exasperation, “Alan, do you have some kind of magical powers?! How do you get all these centerfold-perfect women to obey your every command? Even I can’t stop! I’m so fucking horny! So. Fucking. HORNY!”

She didn’t seriously think Alan had any magical powers, but she really did want to know his secret. She’d been extraordinarily aroused all evening long, and she could tell it was no fluke. This kind of seemingly endless sexual ecstasy obviously happened in the Plummer house a lot, to everyone involved. She knew a sense of competition amongst the women was a part of it, but it didn’t explain all of it.

Alan realized he was in great danger of cumming too. He had to tell Suzanne, “Hold on a minute. The sight of Xania here has me on the verge.” To his relief, Suzanne was getting uncomfortable sitting on his lap for so long, so she got up to stretch her legs.

Meanwhile, Xania realized that the vibrator was going to keep her on the razor’s edge until she finally succumbed to her orgasmic urge. Her will to resist crumbled and she started to cum. In an attempt to minimize her embarrassment, she covered her mouth with both hands. That managed to muffle most of her loud screaming.

Watching Xania cum didn’t help Alan with his orgasmic crisis, but he hung in there with his PC muscle squeezes. He waited a minute or so until he felt the immediate crisis pass. Then, seeing that Suzanne was standing there looking keen to sit on him again, he said to her, “Um… I think I need a longer break. Why don’t you just sit on the sofa next to me for a while? If I cum again, that could be all she wrote for me, at least for a good while.”

So Suzanne sat next to him. She was glad to just relax a little while too.

Xania switched to a less exposed sitting position after her climax, but the big vibrator remained wriggling around inside her. Her face showed great lust every time the vibrator did something unexpectedly pleasurable. 𝘯𝑜𝘷𝑙．𝑐𝘰𝘮

Time passed. Susan, Katherine, Amy, and Brenda had gotten very hot and bothered watching Xania getting fondled and such, so everyone was grateful for a chance to cool down some.

Brenda had been particularly affected. She still hadn’t been gifted a vibrator, and she anticipated that the exact thing that had just happened to Xania would happen to her very soon.

When Xania asked Alan about the secret to his sexual success, she hadn’t expected an answer. But he’d pondered the question while he rested. Finally, after he sensed everyone was doing better, he belatedly replied to Xania, “About your question: I don’t understand how these things happen either. I really don’t. I just go with the flow. To be honest, I don’t think it’s me. It’s everyone else. You all bring the sexual heat, and I get to bask in the glow.”

Xania was still short of breath. But she replied, “Yeah, that’s a big part of it, but not all of it. You’re doing something too.”

Suzanne challenged Xania. “Answer your own question. How does he do it?”

She was too aroused for a big conversation, and just muttered, “Fuck if I know! But it is kind of magical. This night has been… amazing!”

“Uh, let’s play another round,” Alan said, modestly trying to deflect the conversation.

He looked over the group and thought, My life is so easy. All I have to do is pretty much sit here and try not to cum too often, and everything else takes care of itself. These women all feed off each other. Geez, I’ve even got the sex goddess Aunt Suzy as my dick tender. I could be a bump on a log and I’d still come off like the stud of the universe because the sexual energy would be sky high even if I wasn’t here. What an incredible bunch!

Nobody made a move to resume the poker game. Everyone was still in recovery mode.

But Alan’s thoughts about the “incredible bunch” gave him an idea. “Wait. I figure this is probably a once-in-a-lifetime collection of voluptuous bodies. In particular, the tits shown here tonight will probably never be bettered. I absolutely have to get a camera to record this for posterity! Aims, can you go get a camera from upstairs?”

“M’kay.”

“No, wait. Let me get it. I shouldn’t get used to having other people do things like that for me. It’s bad enough for my ego the way I’m treated like a king on sexual things. I’ll be back in a jiffy.”

He went upstairs. As he did so, he thought, As if doing one minor errand somehow makes me more humble. The fact is, too much adoration can be a bad thing, though I never would have imagined that. Well, one small step begins here. There are too many women getting far too excited around me. I love it, but I’m really going to have to redouble my efforts to stay me and not fall to the dark side. The “Bad Alan” trap. Honestly, this time. I mean it!