Crazy Train: Part 2

Chapter 4

Alan's lusty joy continued in the shower. Katherine had been listening from the living room and she'd finished eating too. So she rushed upstairs and got in the shower first. She could legitimately claim that she hadn't showered yet either. When Alan and Suzanne got to the upper bathroom a couple of minutes later, they were greeted by the sexy sight of the shower water pouring down on the stacked and tanned teen.

Suzanne was extremely impressed at Katherine's appearance. Standing next to Alan right in front of the shower, she resumed stroking his cock while saying to him, "Sweetie, just look at your sister! Really look at her!"

"I'm looking!" Indeed, his heart was racing from the sight, as well as from Suzanne's sliding fingers.

Katherine loved being the center of attention. She didn't speak, but just posed and preened proudly for her brother.

Suzanne responded, "I know. But do you really appreciate what a gorgeous sister you have? I doubt it. Without question, she's one of a small handful of the most beautiful girls in your high school. Look at that tan! That smooth skin, so deliciously wet. Those really are BIG tits, Sweetie, especially for her age. And she's still growing, so I'm sure they'll get bigger. She's a total hottie, AND now she's your personal fuck toy. It's true that a lot of sisters are fuck toys for their older brothers, but not many look like that."

He was panting hard as he watched. "Whaaaat?! In what world..." His voice tailed off, because he realized that Suzanne was just teasing him with her general 'sisters-as-fuck-toys' comment.

Suzanne dropped to her knees in front of him. "Now, before we get in the shower, I'm going to suck your cock some more, while you say nice things to your sister. Let her know that you love her and appreciate all she's doing for you!" She engulfed his cockhead and started to bob and suck.

He was incredulous yet again. He looked down at Suzanne's mass of reddish-brown hair bobbing up and down, then unthinkingly put a hand on top of her head. He looked back at his sister, who was still in a very provocative pose, made all the more tempting due to the water running down her skin.

Suzanne loved the naughtiness of blowing Alan while he complimented his naked, wet sister. She hadn't felt this delightfully debauched since her wild college years. She made a point of slurping and sucking extra loudly, just to make sure that neither of the other two could forget her presence.

Alan certainly couldn't miss the incredible pleasure she was giving him. He worried that he was too horny to speak coherently, or even to think straight, but he was determined to try. "Um ... Sis ... Aunt Suzy is right! My God, you're so beautiful! I'm the luckiest brother ever! I know that sometimes you feel overshadowed by our mother and auntie, but you shouldn't. I love you so much that I can't even express it. And then you're my best friend, even more than Sean or Peter or anyone else. AND you look like this!" He waved a hand at her in awe. "Then, as if that isn't incredible enough, this 'fuck toy' stuff on top of that?! I don't even know what to say, except that I'm not worthy!"

She growled as if angry, even though she was personally flying from the compliments. "Don't ever give me that 'not worthy' crap again! I'll be the judge of that!" Her expression softened in a loving smile. "Now, step into this shower right away, dammit, so I can show you just how much I love you!"

Suzanne pulled her lips off his cock so that the two of them could get in the shower with Katherine. Then they put Alan in the middle of another "tit sandwich." Katherine and Suzanne showered him with kisses and hugs while they jacked him off together.

There wasn't much pretense of trying to get anyone clean, especially since nobody was really dirty in the first place. Katherine got to be the one to suck Alan off this time, since that was the reward that Suzanne had promised her for helping out and eating elsewhere earlier in the day. Meanwhile, Suzanne and Alan kissed and groped each other, so all three generally had a great time.

Luckily, Susan didn't realize that both Katherine and Suzanne were in the shower with Alan. The bathroom door was locked to prevent her from looking in. She was busy getting dressed herself, preparing Alan's things, and so forth. She'd just assumed that Katherine was in her bedroom getting ready. It wouldn't have been the end of the world had Susan known, given what had just happened downstairs, but she would have been somewhat upset nevertheless.

Alan didn't last as long as he would have liked. Suzanne had previously brought him close to the edge downstairs, so the additional stimulation of being with Katherine and Suzanne in the shower had pretty much wiped out the rest of his self-control. He came within just a couple of minutes, shooting his load straight down his sister's throat.

The two women didn't mind that. Katherine stood up soon afterward and joined in the kissing, hugging, and all-around fondling. That again put Alan in the middle of a "tit sandwich." And unlike with Suzanne and Susan downstairs, he could kiss and fondle both women to his heart's content, with the added bonus of the water pouring on them to make everything that much more slippery, sensual, and arousing.

Also, Alan didn't have to follow Susan's 'no pussy touching' rule for a change. That left him able to freely fondle both women everywhere he please, so he took full advantage of the opportunity. Both woman had very nice orgasms, thanks mostly to his stimulation of their clitorises.

Eventually Susan knocked on the door. "Tiger? Suzanne? It's really time to go! We can't wait any longer. Son, did you have a good cum yet?"

He'd been making out with Katherine, but he broke the kiss and shouted through the door, "Um ... yeah! It juuuuust happened. Aunt Suzy was great, as usual."

"Okay, good. But hurry. And find your sister! I just checked her room and she's not in there." Susan started to walk away.

"Okay, I'll look." He and Katherine shared a knowing look, and then another great kiss. Then he turned in place and kissed Suzanne again so she wouldn't be left out.

The three of them finally started to towel off. Katherine commented quietly, "This worked out really nicely. I didn't even mind having to eat in the living room. That was such a total hoot, Brother, seeing you get all confused by Aunt Suzy in mom's apron!"

"Oh, you saw that?" Suzanne asked.

"How could I resist? Classic!" She giggled. "I just wish I could have taken some pictures too."

Alan shook his head in wonder. "I think I need to be late more often. It's even more fun than being on time!"

Suzanne paused in her drying off to wrap her arms around both Alan and Katherine. "I love both of you so very, very much! Angel, Sweetie here is the man with the penis, and that's a big factor. But I'm very nearly as thrilled to be able to do this kind of thing with you. You have no idea how happy this makes me!"

Katherine squeezed her back. "I do, because it makes me even HAPPIER! I promise you, no matter how happy you are, I'm still a little more. This is fuck toy sister paradise!"

Suzanne chuckled at that. "Let's call it tied." She teased, "Of course, we're both happier than Mr. Suffering Sad Sack over here." She winked at Alan, who was laughing already at that absurdity.

Despite the playing around, the three of them were quick to dry off and go. With Alan talking to Susan to distract her, a clothed Katherine managed to sneak downstairs and then come back upstairs to explain her disappearance.

Events continued mostly as normal from there. Susan drove her children to school since that was faster than having them bike and she wanted to be sure they were on time. They just made their classes before the bell rang. Suzanne went back home next door to take care of a few things before coming back for her usual exercise time with her best friend.

Chapter 5

Susan and Suzanne were in the basement of the Plummer house, taking a break from their usual morning workout sessions. Both were dressed in their usual skin-tight, lycra workout outfits.

Since they were quiet and resting, Susan had an opportunity to think over what happened prior to sending her children off to school. This morning wasn't as great as some others have been. I definitely have mixed feelings; I know some of my rules were stretched out of shape. Tiger's not supposed to play with my big tits, but does he ever listen? No! Such a bad boy! Bad, bad, cum-filled, naughty boy! The whole time I was feeding him breakfast, he played with my tits pretty much non-stop!

She had to suppress an urge to touch her nipples as they grew erect again. In fact, I can almost feel his hands still on me ... Mmmm ... I guess when he wants my tits there's not much I can do about it. I'm surprised he didn't give me an orgasm from nipple play alone!

She glanced over at Suzanne and remembered what else had displeased her. But my other rule, that's a more serious violation. I shouldn't have let him play with me at all, if Suzanne was busy slurping on his fat knob! If I allow two women on him at once, who knows where that will lead?! There have to be limits! I suppose I can't really blame him for that though. I was the one who cuddled up next to him without even a stitch to wear. A handsome, big-cocked, virile, superior kind of young man like him is going to take advantage of that. But I can't really blame myself either: we were running out of time and his balls were filling up with sperm. Something had to be done!

I'm not regretful. And Suzanne was a big help. But next time, we need to avoid that kind of crisis. If he sleeps in again, I should just sneak in his bed and wake him up with my mouth! That's much better. Then I don't have to worry about Angel barging in. And I can take my sweet time about it. In fact, "early to bed and early to rise" should be our motto. Then I could spend an hour or more in his bed every morning, sucking and licking, lapping and bobbing, stroking and loving! MMMM!

Suzanne could see that Susan was thinking intently about something. She asked coyly, "A penny for your thoughts?"

Susan shrugged. "Oh, I'm not thinking about that much. I'm just reviewing what happened earlier. Some of my rules were bent, but no harm done, right?"

"Right. You had a crisis of Sweetie needing to cum AND needing to get to school on time. I thought you handled it brilliantly. So a rule or two got a little bent. That's what happens in a crisis. Tomorrow, everything will be back to normal, I'm sure."

Susan nodded. She felt reassured by that.

Suzanne changed the subject. "On a different note, I want you to do me a favor."

Susan used a towel to wipe the sweat from her face. "Sure. Anything for you; you know that. Especially after you helped out this morning. What is it?"

"It follows on what we discussed yesterday. Remember how I told you to talk to Brenda and try to get to know her better?"

Susan's face soured. She said somewhat reluctantly, "Yes, I know. And I'm on it already. Did you know I called her yesterday afternoon? Just like you wanted me to."

"No, you hadn't mentioned that. How did it go?"

Susan shrugged noncommittally. "Okay, I guess. A bit awkward though. I mean, I know you want me to hype up Tiger, and I tried, but it's just weird doing that with someone you don't know well."

Undeterred by Susan's feeble objections, Suzanne simply asked, "So, what did you say?"

"Well, I got her to promise to wear something sexy for Tiger at the next poker party. That was my big accomplishment. Although, admittedly, she seemed pretty keen to do that already."

"And... ?" Suzanne prodded.

"There's not much else to tell, honestly. I kind of spoke in generalities, and she did too. It was like we were dancing around what we really wanted to say. I did try hard to show Tiger in the best light. I emphasized that he's a special boy with special needs."

Suzanne scoffed. "Susan! You make it sound like he's mentally disabled and in some special education class. You have do to better than that. In fact, we both know you can do better. You did fine with her at the last poker party, so why can't you be like that when you're on the phone with her?"

If you did, Suzanne thought gleefully, I'm sure the two of you could get on together like a house on fire, and I wouldn't have to do quite so much scheming to bring her around to admitting what she really wants in life.

"I dunno. It's different." Susan was clearly unenthused about the prospect. "For one thing, I was extremely aroused at the party. But just picking up the phone to call Brenda, I don't feel aroused at all. It's like day and night, actually."

"Okay. Here's what we're going to do. Once we're done exercising, I'm going to go home. Then I want you to take off all your clothes and go skinny-dipping in your pool. Oh, and take your cell phone with you and keep it by the water, but don't get it wet, of course."

Susan reflexively covered her chest, which she tended to do when she got nervous. "Why should I do that?"

"Because it'll put you in the right mood. Then I'll call you, and we'll share all our latest sexy Alan stories about things that have happened since yesterday that we haven't discussed yet. That'll get you very hot and bothered. And I'll probably peek from Amy's room to make sure you're following my instructions."

"Oh, poo! It's scary to be naked outside and all alone."

"Don't worry. I'll make sure you're safe. Then, as soon as we're done, you call Brenda and do the same with her. Don't try to sell Sweetie like you're selling a product; just tell her some of your favorite sexy stories. Maybe even tell some of the same ones you've just told me, if they're good ones."

Susan whined, "Do I have to? Having to swim naked is bad enough. I'm just not that keen on Brenda."

In frustration, Suzanne lowered the boom on her best friend. "Then you shouldn't have told her all your secrets! Look, you know this is a consequence of your own actions. As I keep telling you, we no longer have any choice except to draw her into our group, and the only tie that will bind her to us is Sweetie's wonderful cock. She's already well on the way to getting fully hooked on him, but you need to keep moving things along. In fact, I want you two to become close friends and talk to each other a lot."

"Awww..."

"Susan, don't be a baby. We have to do what's best for Sweetie. I know you're not keen on sharing him with her, but keep in mind that his medical situation is serious. Six times a day, day after day after day! The only way he'll manage that in the long term is with variety, lots of variety. We're lucky that Brenda is as beautiful and busty as she is."

"Too busty," Susan muttered under her breath.

"Your jealousy of her isn't very becoming," Suzanne warned.

Susan winced, knowing that her friend was telling he the truth. She grumped, "Okay, fine. Whatever. I'll give it a try."

"Trust me, I think you'll like it. You and Brenda are similar in important ways, so I'm betting you'll find it easy to become friends."

Susan wasn't enthusiastic, but then again she wasn't particularly aroused either. An hour later, after swimming naked in the pool and trading stories extensively over the phone with Suzanne, she was in a very different and much more aroused frame of mind. One result of being so horny was that the thought of Alan having sex with Brenda now made her proud and excited much more than it made her jealous.

As a result, when she called Brenda while still standing halfway in the water, she was genuinely keen on talking to her and "selling" Alan.

Luckily, Brenda was home and happy to talk. She was busy clipping some bushes in her backyard, but she didn't mind taking a break to chat. She often gardened in the mornings before the sun got too hot.

The conversation was much more fluid and friendly than the previous day's phone call. It wasn't long before Susan went off on a "that reminds me of the time..." tangent, and began telling Brenda a very sexually explicit story of herself and her son.

The result was just as Suzanne had foreseen. Susan got so horny that she sat on the edge of the pool and began fingering her pussy, because the water diluted her lubrication too much.

Brenda resisted her own urges for a while, not least because she was outside, but she finally slipped a hand in her pussy and started masturbating too. Susan's incestuous stories managed to arouse Brenda so much that she opened her blouse and slid down her shorts and her underwear for good measure, so she could have easy access to her nipples and pussy while sitting on the grass.

Chapter 6

Susan eventually finished telling several extremely arousing stories. She'd completely gotten over her initial ****. But after a while, she wanted to take a break from talking so much, so she asked, "This is nice, sharing like this, isn't it?"

"Definitely!" Brenda agreed.

"Okay, now it's your turn. I've told you some Alan stories, but I want you to tell me at least one Alan story of your own."

"But you know I can't do that." Brenda whined petulantly, "I've hardly seen him much at all. The only interesting times I could tell you about were when you were there too. But ... I suppose I could tell you one of my dreams or fantasies?"

"Oh, yes! Please tell!" Susan couldn't get enough of such talk, because it helped pass the time while Alan was off at school.

"Well, it's kind of embarrassing..."

"Brenda, so were the stories I just told you. They're even more embarrassing, especially because they actually happened. He's my son! A lot of people would consider this kind of thing ****. I mean, I even told you the humiliating story of the way he totally tamed me on the tennis court the other day. If I can share that, you can share your fantasies."

"Okay. True enough."