I Put a Spell on You (Cont'd)

Chapter 5

Susan felt guilty for her hypocrisy in chastising the girls for getting naked when that's what she secretly wanted to do herself.

Once things settled down and Amy and Katherine had their bikinis back on and were lying on their own lounge chairs, Katherine said, "Sorry, Mom. I guess my bottoms must have gotten untied somehow. I didn't even realize."

Susan was so trusting that she didn't suspect deliberate shenanigans. "I'm sorry too. I guess I over-reacted. I thought you'd done that on purpose. I even forgot they made bikinis that untie like that. Let me guess - Suzanne just bought that for you."

Katherine grinned and nodded.

Susan sighed. "That woman. What is she doing to this house? Why do they make them like that, anyway?"

Katherine explained, "It's helpful if you want to eliminate tan lines. And I've got some serious tan lines I'm trying to get rid of. In fact, would it be okay if I untie them on purpose? I'll be super careful to make sure all my important spots stay covered."

Susan sighed again. "I suppose it's okay, as long as you stay extremely careful. I know how you've been trying to get rid of your tan lines lately. But be careful when you're sitting up like that, or you'll give Tiger a free show." Normally, she wouldn't have given such approval, but on some **** level she was hoping that the generally increasing levels of nudity would let her expose more of herself as well.

"I will," Katherine said, immediately untying her bikini bottoms again. "But ... just out of curiosity, would a 'free show' be so bad? I thought we were supposed to get sexier, as you put it. That's why I was wearing a bikini in the first place. Isn't that why you're wearing one too?"

Still more than a little aroused, Susan said, "Okay, you got me. I suppose I am wearing a bikini in the hopes that Tiger will look at my nearly naked body and feel inspired to shoot a big load." She glanced over at her son, and suddenly felt extremely embarrassed that he'd just heard that. "Um, wait! I didn't mean it like that! What I meant to say is-"

Katherine interrupted, "It's okay, Mom. I know what you mean. And he thanks you for being such a cool and helpful mom, don't you, Big Brother?"

He was startled out of his babe-watching reverie from behind his sunglasses. "Me? Oh yeah, totally. Thanks. All of you."

Amy replied, "No prob, Bo. It's totally fun! I love to get naked. Aunt Susan, would you mind if I take my top off again? I promise I'll keep the bottoms on this time."

Susan sighed. "Very well. Since I'm not your mother, I guess I can't stop you."

"Woo-hoo!" Amy whipped her top off immediately.

Susan continued, "But Angel, you ARE my daughter. A little bit of visual stimulation is all well and good, but I worry about these bikinis. You know how I've complained about bikinis in the past. I don't know why I listened to Suzanne. She just bought this one for me and practically **** me to wear it. Next time I'll wear the one she bought me last week. That one is a little more respectable, at least."

Katherine giggled. "No, Mom, I think the one you've got on is great. It's the kind most people wear. I think you look super sexy. I didn't know I had a total fox for a mom."

Susan lapped up the compliment. She egged her on with the reply, "No, you're just saying that."

"No, really. Don't you agree, Brother? What's especially sexy are your nipples. I've never seen nipples so pokey. They're just about to poke right through your top. You must be thinking about something really sexy!" She giggled some more.

Susan was aghast again and blushed profusely, since the only logical candidate for her arousal had to be the ridiculously obvious bulge in her son's bathing suit. She stammered, "No, I wasn't ... It's just ... Tiger, don't ... It's just that, uh, Son, don't look at your mother's nipples like that!"

All this talk had of course turned Alan's attention to his mother's breasts, and especially her highly visible nipples. He'd been spending much of his time at the pool staring at them and at the rest of her body from behind his dark sunglasses, but he was happy for the reminder to continue to enjoy the sight of her immense breasts.

Susan continued, while flustered and wiggling around, "Oh my goodness! I'm so embarrassed. I wasn't thinking about anything in particular! The fact that Tiger is here with his muscular chest and big bulge has nothing to do with it! Sometimes nipples just get hard for no reason, just like the private parts of men do."

Susan realized she'd said "big bulge" and blushed even more with shame. She finally put one arm over her big tits and hid her blushing red face with her other hand.

But that only aroused Alan even further, since her breasts were so big that her arm couldn't hope to cover them, and the way her tit-flesh bulged in response to the pressure was extremely titillating in its own right. On top of that, when she put her hand over her face it meant that he could stare even more blatantly at her body, now without worrying about whether she could tell where he was looking.

Susan thought, Dear Lord, please help me! I'm sticking my foot in my mouth and embarrassing myself again and again. Why do I have such wicked, sinful thoughts about my son and his phallic bulge?! Whatever happened to Suzanne?! I wish she'd come and rescue me!

In fact, Suzanne was watching from the house. She was staying away for the moment because she figured that the more people were there, the more inhibited Susan would act. She couldn't hear what was being said, but she could see enough to tell that her plan was progressing nicely. She was displeased to see Amy getting naked, but she figured it was best to let that slide for the moment, so as to not disrupt the progress being made with Susan.

Alan was definitely on the verge of cumming again, just from all the visual stimulation around him. He was grateful for Suzanne's recent help in learning to clench his PC muscle. He frantically strained with all his might to prevent himself from ejaculating into his swimsuit. He lay there as still as a statue, for fear that any friction from his swimsuit on his cockhead would push him over the edge. His heart was still thumping like mad, so much that he was even sweating from the strain.

Amy suggested, "Aunt Susan, why don't you take your top off? I'd like to see those super-pokey nipples. We could all get topless. Wouldn't that be fun? Nudity is totally neat-o! And it would be like, visual stimulation for Alan to get better. Right? This visual stimulation stuff you just talked about is the same as the effort to sex things up, isn't it?"

Susan turned yet a darker shade of red. "It is, but Amy, we'd better not. I think he has seen plenty enough of all of us already. Too much, in fact! Don't you agree, Tiger?"

"No, Mom. I'd love to see you topless. I have to agree with Sis. You ARE a total fox. A stone cold fox, like I said before. You should be proud of your impressive chest and well-built body. I don't know why you've been hiding it for so many years."

She thought to herself, I know it's weird, but can't I feel pride if my son gives me a compliment? I'm a "total stone cold fox," which sounds pretty darn good, even though I still don't know what that really means. Hee-hee! Now, if only these damned nipples would go down already!

She took another furtive glance at the bulge in her son's shorts, and then **** herself to turn away. Maybe I SHOULD go topless! Suzanne says I need to step up my efforts to help him with his spermy problem. Tiger's penis has been so very long and stiff for such a long time ... The poor boy must be suffering! It's time for him to cum! And, if he were to cum on my face, or my chest, then he wouldn't be spilling his seed on the ground like Onan did! Mmmm, yes! Tiger, cum on me! Cum on Mommy!

She suddenly caught herself, and realized how much her boobs were heaving up and down in time to her heavy breathing. She folded her arms under her rack in an attempt to lessen her bouncing. Goodness gracious, how I'd love to do it. As it is, my bikini top hardly covers much anyway. But someone here needs to be the responsible one. I need to set a good example for Angel and Amy. It's Sunday afternoon and I'm completely forgetting the teachings of Jesus. Didn't He say something against nudity? He must have. Didn't He?

So she replied, "No offense, Amy, but proper ladies don't go topless. It is VERY improper. I say 'No, ' and that's that. I'm sure that Tiger has had more than enough stimulation for at least a couple of nice, long ejacu-"

She cut herself off. "Um ... What I mean to say is, he should be able to reach his target today just fine, especially given the way you two were gallivanting around without your bikinis. Things are getting a little out of hand here, and everyone should just relax."

She closed her eyes and tried to let her mind go blank again, but found that impossible to do. But she was determined to at least pretend that she was resting.

She sorely wished she'd worn her prescription sunglasses instead of her usual glasses, so she could stare at Alan's body from behind the dark lenses. Her nipples hadn't gone down; she could even feel them throbbing. She repeated his words: "stone cold fox," "impressive chest," "well-built body." Oh, my son, I know such superficial features don't really matter in the eyes of the Lord, but your compliments make me so happy!

A few minutes later, things calmed down just enough for Alan not to worry about spontaneously cumming into his swimsuit at any moment. But his urge to cum was as great as ever, so he politely excused himself and hurried up to his bedroom. He was so inspired by what he'd seen and heard that he came twice in quick succession.

Chapter 6

That evening, Amy came over to the Plummer house again, shortly after Susan and Suzanne left the house on an errand. She walked into the house and saw Alan sitting alone on a living room sofa, just watching TV. "Hey, Bo! What's up?"

"Not much."

"Hold on a sec while I get comfy."

Alan watched from across the living room while she took off all her clothes, stood there totally naked for a few moments, and then put her shirt and shorts back on. She definitely captured his full attention! He'd long since recovered from his earlier masturbation that afternoon, so his penis quickly engorged in his shorts.

When Amy was finished, she stood directly in front of him and asked, "How's this? I'm trying to dress a little sexy, 'cos I hear that's like the new rule now."

Her tank top was white on one side and blue on the other. It was several sizes too large, so it hung upon her loosely. But at the same time, the cut was so risqué that it did little more than barely cover her ample tits. If she were to make any sudden movement, an entire boob could easily fall out of the top. As if that wasn't enough, she kept her shorts unbuttoned, allowing Alan to see the top of her bush.

After giving her a long and very appreciative inspection, he exclaimed, "You look great!"

She smiled from ear to ear. "Thanks."

At Suzanne's insistence, Susan had recently moved a short chest of drawers near the front door so that all the women could take their underwear off and on when coming or going, and leave them in the cabinet while at the Plummers'. Amy had her own drawer, so she went to it and put her underwear away.

(Unfortunately for Alan, Susan used the bathroom near the front door whenever changing into or out of something decent to wear outside the house, and everyone but Amy followed suit.)

Alan was in ecstasy from all the eye candy, but Amy's clothes in particular drove him wild, perhaps because he'd never really seen her dress like that before. Although Amy was big on nudity, Suzanne had kept that tendency in check up until this point. In fact, Suzanne was very strict about what Amy could wear, because she still thought of Amy as her "little girl" and didn't want boys to take advantage of her. Suzanne had to approve all of Amy's clothing purchases, and she applied much more conservative standards for her daughter than she did to herself.

Amy walked back to the middle of the living room, bringing a book that she'd left near the front door. "Is it cool if I just kinda hang out with you for a while?"

"Sure. What's the book for?"

"Homework stuff. I didn't know you were watching TV. But I could just watch TV for a while too."

He looked to the TV. It was just one of the 24-hour news channels, and it wasn't very interesting. He picked up the TV remote and turned it off. "Nah. I wasn't really watching anyway, and homework is more important. Please, go ahead."

"M'kay!" She sat down on an adjacent sofa and started to read her book.

Alan thought that Amy was extremely trusting and naïve; she would probably believe anything a close friend, such as he was, might say. He tried to figure out how he could use that to his advantage so he could not just look at, but also touch, her tempting body.

He thought, Mom and Aunt Suzy are out, and Sis is up in her room, which leaves me all alone with just Amy! How cool is that, when she dresses like this? And how much more awesome will it be if she's dressing all sexy like this all the time?! Dang! But she's just sitting there reading a book. I need to make something exciting happen with her! He still suffered from low self-esteem when it came to sexual matters, but now his confidence was rapidly rising, thanks mostly to everything sexual that had happened lately. It seemed as if he could do no wrong.

Alan walked over to Amy and said, "I really like what you're wearing, Aims."

(Alan and Katherine generally called Amy "Aims" when there were no adults present, just as she, and sometimes Alan, used "Kat" for Katherine, mainly in similar circumstances. In addition, Amy had her own special nickname for Alan, "Bo." This was because they felt they should be more formal around Susan, and reserving use of their nicknames for times without parents present had always made that use a special "insider" thing among the three kids.)

"Thanks!" Amy replied. She put her book aside and looked up at him with a big smile. "This morning I cut this shirt up a bit just for you. It used to go all the way down."

"For me? Wow, that's so nice. You know what I like best about your shirt?"

"What's that?" Amy asked, extremely happy because he had so rarely complimented her looks in the past.

"I like how it shows off your nipples so well. And they're not even hard."

"They're not? What's not?" she asked, looking confused.

"Your nipples, silly. You know how they get hard and pointy sometimes? Like Mom's did today at the pool? You'd look twice as sexy now if they were hard. In fact, would you mind if I touched them to make them stick out a bit more?"

"Touch them?" Amy asked, now looking a bit worried and confused. "I don't know ... Looking is one thing. But my mom says I should never let a guy touch me anywhere. And especially not in a place like that!"

"Yeah, but she means other guys, not me. You know how she said the other day that you could even walk around naked in front of me and it wouldn't be a problem? And how she said I could be trusted to not do anything improper?"

"Yeah," Amy said, nodding slowly, still looking uncertain at first. "I guess she did say you could do anything to me, or something like that. And I would like to see my nipples get super pokey like Aunt Susan's did. That would be fun!"

"Exactly. I'm sure your mom wouldn't mind if I just pinched your nipples a bit, like this." He reached out with one hand and began playing with her nipples through her top.

"Oooh!" said Amy with a somewhat erotic moan. "That makes me feel kinda funny. You sure this is okay?"

"Heck, you're not even naked, and your mom said that was okay. But if you're worried that she'd mind, why don't we just not tell her? Unless you want me to stop." He now had his hands on both of Amy's nipples, which was making her feel extremely 'funny'.

"Gosh no! Don't stop. That feels super good!"

"Aims, haven't you ever pinched your own nipples before?" he asked with genuine surprise.

"Yeah, but Mom says I'm not allowed to touch myself in any way that makes me feel too good. She can be a real meanie when she treats me like a little kid. So I'm not sure if she'd approve, 'cos this is making me feel really good. And it feels tons better than I remember, maybe because you're doing it."

Alan was amazed that Amy actually obeyed her mother about such things. Almost every child was told that they shouldn't masturbate, but almost everyone did it anyway. He said soothingly, "But you see, it's okay because I'm the one touching them, not you. So it's kind of a loophole." Both her nipples were rock hard as he kept working them with his fingers.

"Oh, I see ... M'kay!" she said, now seemingly satisfied with his explanation.

"You see how much sexier you look with your nipples so hard?" He finally took his hands off her tits so she could look down at her nipples.

"Yeah. Neat-o!" she replied enthusiastically. She took her top off completely, the better to view her hard nipples, and then wiggled her naked tits around playfully. "Look at 'em!" She bent over and whirled so the centrifugal **** would throw her breasts up and out while her firm, round ass pointed the other way. "Wooooo!" She giggled as she let her bare breasts bounce and swing.

That further drove any semblance of reason from Alan's brain. He felt uncharacteristically wicked urges arise. God, she's so sexy! And so easy! It's like she just wants to get fucked, taking her clothes off at the drop of a hat. Hell, all of a sudden all of the women around here are acting like they're aching to get fucked. Maybe it's time I start taking care of the fucking duties around here, starting right here with Aims!

He didn't notice Amy's brief grin as his eyes glazed over with intense lust.

He put a hand on one of her breasts and another on her stomach. "Look how fit you are, Aims," he pointed out as he began to rub his hand over her stomach. "I love clothes like this that show off your belly button and stomach, 'cos you've got such a nice body."

"Thanks! I'll wear more like this if you like."

"Oh, definitely. But only in this house, right?" One of his hands circled around her back, while the other cupped the entirety of her tit. He periodically pinched and teased her nipple as well. He was so aroused that he couldn't believe it. His stiff erection ached in his shorts.

"Yeah, I wouldn't want any other guy to see me like this. Just you..." she said, in an increasingly dreamy and absent-minded voice.

His hand moved back to her stomach, and then moved further down. He thought to himself, Dang, I don't care if she is innocent Amy, I'm so sexually worked up lately I just have to fuck somebody! I can't wait to see what real fucking is like. It's way better than having these thoughts about my sister or mother, at least. I'll bet Aims is willing, and damn the consequences!

His thoughts drifted lower, along with his hand. "I really like your shorts too. How is it they became unbuttoned?" he asked as he reached a hand into the area exposed by the lack of buttoning and began rubbing around there.

"I thought you'd find that sexy," she said. "I totally want to help out with all the visual stimulation and stuff."

"Thanks. I do! I do! I find it really sexy when you expose your boobs, like you did this afternoon. Your ass is totally amazing too. And I find it even more-"

She interrupted. "Golly! What's that? That thingy in your pants?" She pointed a finger right at his crotch. His hard-on was not only straining against the fabric lewdly, but it was actually throbbing visibly in his shorts.

"Um, Aims, you should know what body part that is. It gets, uh, like that when-"

All of a sudden, he stopped what he was saying and froze. He'd heard the sound of Katherine opening the door of her room. The odds were good that she'd come downstairs and see them. Dammit! So close! Frustrated again! He had just put his fingers into the top of Amy's bush. He'd never touched a vagina before, and now it looked like he'd have to wait some more.

"Why don't we finish this later?" he suggested as he took his hands off Amy and tried to find a casual sitting position that hid his erection. "I think Kat is coming downstairs, and she gets a little bit jealous when she sees me touch other girls, especially someone as beautiful as you."

"Beautiful? You think I'm beautiful? Oh, Bo! That's superfantabuwonderiffic!" Amy blushed a deep red, but smiled widely.

He smiled, because he liked her unusual habit of making up her own words by stringing words or parts of words together. He also liked the fact that she'd used her own private name for him, which she'd made up in childhood when Susan had objected to her imitating Kat and calling him "Bro". Whenever he heard her say "Bo" it always made him feel close to her, like family.

At the same time, he groaned inwardly. Arrgh! That episode only made me more frustrated sexually! I never get a chance to be alone with Aims, especially lately. When will I have a chance to pursue her a bit more? And when will I finally get to fuck somebody, anybody?

Katherine walked down the stairs, but stopped when she looked into the room. She was very surprised, because Amy was still topless. Damn! The competition is getting tougher all the time. I can't afford to fall behind. Still, that's kind of cool. Things are sexing up in a big way around here, which will give me my chance!

Katherine had been noticed, but Amy was busy reading her book again, and Alan was pretending to do something, although he wasn't sure what. He looked around and grabbed a magazine from the coffee table. He held it up like he was reading, but he was far too excited to pay attention to the words.

Meanwhile, Katherine was psyching herself up. This is the kind of situation I've been dreaming about for ages! True, I didn't envision Amy here too, but she can be a helpful catalyst. And just look at the bulge in Brother's shorts! WOW! I've gotta rise to the occasion and sex things up to an even higher degree!

She walked into the living room, acting as if nothing was unusual. "Hi, Aims. Boy, it sure is some heat wave, huh? What a good idea to go topless. Do you mind if I join you?" She began taking off her shirt even before Amy could reply.

"Cool beans!" Amy replied. She was an extremely friendly person, seemingly without a jealous bone in her body.

The three of them sat and started to chat about inconsequential things.

But after only a minute or so, Amy asked Katherine, "So, do you think showing our titties to Alan is okay?"

Katherine replied, "Definitely! It's more than okay. In fact, I think you're gonna see a lot more of that kind of thing around here from now on."

"Really? Why?"

Katherine thought about hinting about Alan's rather unique treatment, but she wasn't sure if Susan and Suzanne would approve. So she just said, "Before, the three of us were kids. But now we're turning into adults, and adults can be more lax about that kind of thing. Not with just anybody, obviously, but we're like family, so it's okay. Right?"

"Totally!" Amy eagerly agreed. "Cool! Super double awesome cool! I just LOVE being nude, but Mom only lets me do that in my room. Even then, she gets all huffy about it."

Thinking about Brad and Eric, Katherine said, "Well, that's understandable. I don't think your brother or dad would understand if you started running around your house topless. But Alan here is okay with it, aren't you?"

"Definitely," he said. He couldn't believe this conversation was going on with both girls sitting naked from the waist up. "I think it's great."

"Cool beans!" Amy said with her usual boundless enthusiasm. "Hey! Who do you think has bigger boobs?"

"Huh?"

"Kat and me, our boobs are just about the same size. But whose do you think are bigger?" Amy raised her globes, making them look even larger.

Alan was struck speechless. His dick was painfully aroused, and he wished that Suzanne was helping him with tactile or oral relief at that very instant. "Um..."

Katherine didn't want to lose out, so she cupped her boobs and hefted them up too. "Yeah, Bro, who does have the bigger boobs?"

It was a very close call. If Alan had been completely honest, he would have to give the slight edge to Amy. But he wanted to be diplomatic, so he said, "I don't know. It's too hard to tell."

Amy made a sad pout. "Awww. I know it's a silly thing, but I totally want to know. Isn't there some way you could better judge their sizes?" She arched her back and stretched, while continuing to cup her hefty melons.

Katherine didn't know that Alan had been fondling Amy's boobs just before she came in, but she really wanted him to fondle her own. She knew Amy was extremely easygoing and would agree to almost anything she proposed, so she tested the waters. "Aims, what if he checks us out with his hands? Then maybe he'll be able to tell."

"Yeah! M'kay! Let's do it!" She suddenly got up. "I'll go put on some music and we can party! Do you have some B-52's CDs lying around?" Amy loved lively, danceable music, and the B-52s were one of her favorite bands.

But just as Amy bent over in front of the CD player, they heard the garage door opening.

"Oh no!" Alan groaned in dismay. "That must be Mom and Aunt Suzy!" He thought, Talk about lousy timing! I was so close to titty heaven!

Sure enough, Suzanne and Susan had come back from shopping. Both Amy and Katherine knew their mothers would not approve of what they'd been doing, so they quickly put their shirts back on before they were discovered.

Alan realized it was actually quite lucky that Katherine had come downstairs when she did, or he could have found himself in an extremely compromising situation in front of the two mothers. Alan, control your urges, he said to himself. You could have totally blown it. Patience! This is all gonna get really good if you're just a little more patient.

Besides, maybe it was a good thing I got interrupted twice. I was so excited that I was on a hair trigger. If I could have fondled their boobs freely I probably would have squirted a big load in my shorts. Man, that would have been embarrassing! Probably would have been worth it though!

Chapter 7

Amy went back home shortly afterwards. She figured her fun was over now that the two mothers were present.

But the fun was far from over for Alan. Happily for him, Suzanne seemed to sense that he was just about to go insane from stimulation and lack of release, so she took him back to his room just a few minutes later.

As soon as she closed the door to his room behind her, she started stripping. "Sweetie, whip out that sweet cock-meat of yours. Your Aunt Suzy has gone all day without sucking your cock and that needs to change right now!"

Alan laughed. "Sweetness! Aunt Suzy, I love your brazen sexuality and explicit talk. I don't know where I stand with the others, but with you, you know what you want and you just go after it. I don't think any of the others have even said the word cock, ever!"

She grinned as she stepped out of the last of her clothes. "Well, I don't know about them, but I'm going to take your cock, hold your cock, stroke your cock, and then stick your cock down my throat so I can suck your cock for hours! So don't cock things up or get cocky about it. Cock, cock, cock, cockedy cock! COCK!"

They both laughed.

Then Suzanne got serious and got down to business. She said, "Remember when I said that you'd better get used to the sight of me naked and on my knees, sucking your cock?"

"Yeah? I mean, how could I ever forget that?!"

"Well, here we go." She crawled across the room to him on all fours. She shook her boobs back and forth as she crawled. As she went, she said, "How do you like seeing your Aunt Suzy crawl like a hungry animal so she can eat your fuck-meat? Does that turn you on? I hope it does, 'cos you're gonna be seeing it a lot from now on!" Then she took him in her mouth and sucked like a vacuum cleaner.

He groaned loudly and lustily as her lips slid back and forth over his sweet spot. "Oooooh! Yeeeessss" Goditssogood! Gonna need to cum already!

He squeezed his PC muscle frantically. He didn't want to embarrass himself by cumming in less than a minute. But after all the fun with Amy and Katherine downstairs, and then seeing Suzanne crawl naked on all fours, it was a difficult struggle.

As she licked and sucked, she thought, What's come over me? All this crawling, for one thing. I've NEVER done that kind of thing before for any guy in my life! It's not dignified. The problem is, for perhaps the first time in my life, I'm with the man I really love and I want to wow him. I want him to go absolutely ga-ga every time he sees me. But I do need to settle down and keep my dignity. No more of this crawling around, even though it is kind of fun to just go wild.

Despite the fact that Alan had recently started to practice the pubococcygeal (PC) muscle squeezing technique known as "Kegel exercises," named after the gynecologist Dr. Arnold Kegel who first described them, he didn't have the self-control to hold out for long in the face of such an all-out sexual attack. He tried his best, but he could no more stop his relentless rush towards orgasmic overload than he could stop a runaway truck barreling towards him.

Suzanne's tongue seemed to be everywhere at once, impossibly long, wrapping itself nearly all the way around his erection. He thought that was physically impossible, but it sure appeared that way. And her lips were just as ever-present. She could move like lightning, doing the most unexpected things, and then at other times caress his shaft with her tongue and lips in a very romantic and affectionate way. As if that wasn't enough, her fingers stayed busy too, usually playing with his balls, or stroking those remaining inches of his shaft that weren't in her mouth.

Sure enough, in only a minute or two, he made some loud guttural warning groans and began to spurt.

Suzanne didn't back off, but just kept stroking, sucking, and licking, attempting to pleasure him 'to the last drop'. She made sure not to have his erection too far down her throat when he came though, so that his cum wouldn't go straight down her gullet without her being able to taste it.

When it was all over, he sat back and looked down at her. His chest rose and fell as he recovered his breath.

Suzanne looked up. "What is it? Sweetie, you look sad. Don't tell me I did a bad job, 'cos I know I didn't. I'd think you'd be ecstatic."

"Well, I am! You made me feel soooo great that I can't even put it into words. Dang, you're good! And I really needed that. But it was over so fast. I have no control at all. I feel like I'm just not living up to the kind of guy you deserve."

Suzanne guffawed. "Oh, that's rich! Sweetie, I could get used to this. I've been with a lot of men, but already I can tell that you're the best."

He frowned sadly, even while he admired her naked, kneeling body. "Best? Best at what? Ejaculating as soon as you touch me? I don't know what to do. You're just too much woman. I can't hold out."

"That's so sweet. But think about it. You're just starting out. You're just starting to learn control of your PC muscle. Besides, I can be pretty overwhelming at times."

He grinned and wiggled his eyebrows. "That you can."

Suzanne kept talking, "And I'm not allowing you to touch me, so all you CAN do is sit there. And it was mostly my fault, 'cos I got so excited that I didn't try to pace and prolong things at all. Don't worry. Okay, technically you may not yet be the best, but you will be. You've got all the tools." She reached out and held his flaccid penis as she said the word "tools."

"Like what?" he asked. "An above-average penis size? A lot of guys have that."

"True, you have that, and a few other nice attributes like your surprisingly sweet cum, but you have so much more. It's the intangibles. Aspects of your personality that just make a woman enjoy having sex with you. I don't want to go into them now though, because we've got better things to do."

She began to rub his flaccid penis in her hands. Then she bent forward and began licking his balls with her long tongue.

That made him remember his previous curiosity about the exact length of her obviously very long tongue. In fact, he grew so curious that he finally grew bold enough to ask, "Speaking of attributes, can you stick your tongue out for me?"

"A-ha! You noticed. Sure." She stuck it out all the way, revealing to him the longest tongue he'd ever seen.

He was impressed; it was even longer than he'd imagined. It looked like she'd even be able to touch the tip of her nose with it. "Wow! That's cool. Obviously you're the only one who's ever blown me, but I have a feeling you're extra good at it, thanks to your tongue."

She chuckled. As she started to talk, she licked up and down the side of his shaft while continuing to show off just how long her tongue was. "Oh, I'm good all right, but it's not just my tongue. It's like with you; it's the intangibles. For one thing, the passion, the engagement. When I jack you off or suck your cock, I just want to give you the highest high you've ever had in your entire life, and I'll stop at nothing to make sure that you get it." She certainly didn't lack in confidence, but she had good reason to boast.

He'd figured it would take ten minutes or more for his penis to revive, but between what her hands were doing to it, her intense look right into his eyes, her naked body, and her words, he found it already growing turgid. Oh man! Here we go again. So good!

He asked, "What about your husband?"

She grimaced. "What about him?"

"Don't you satisfy him? Doesn't he satisfy you? Whatever happened between the two of you? That's always been a mystery to me. He's like some kind of big, powerful, rich guy. What are you doing with a nerdy loser kid?"

"Are you trying to get me to stop stroking you? Geez. First question: yes I did, with ease, way back in the days when we actually had sex. Second question: yeah, he was good enough, back in those days. But now he's TOO rich. TOO powerful. We don't even relate anymore."

"But what happened? I still kinda remember when you two were really happy?"

She gave him a look that made clear that question wasn't welcome and he wasn't going to get an answer. She didn't want to reopen painful old wounds.

He wisely changed the topic slightly. "But what about other guys? I mean, you're Aunt Suzy, you're like some kind of walking, talking orgasm. You could have your pick of any guy. You could be with some buff lifeguard or bodybuilder or Donald Trump or something."

She laughed. "Ha! I've been with lifeguards and bodybuilders, and a lot more. I'm not proud to admit it, Sweetie, but I've had a lot of affairs since I gave up on my husband." She chuckled, "Donald Trump, so far, has escaped my sweep. But I've been with his type. Egotistical assholes, the whole lot of them. If a guy has something special, like a ten-inch dick or a million-dollar yacht, he comes to think he's God's gift to women. I piss on the whole lot of them. My affairs with those self-centered jerks are over."

She looked up into his eyes and said with great sincerity, even as she kept stroking, "You're different. That's what I'm talking about with the intangibles. Your mom and I, we raised you right. Susan can be over the top with her religious mumbo-jumbo, but there's a lot to be said for raising a kid with those old-time values. I feel confident that, no matter how good things get for you, you're not going to become an asshole. That's because you have class. You've got a moral backbone. You've got modesty. I know you're only eighteen and you're still maturing, but you're already more mature than many much older guys - my husband for instance - because you've got the fundamentals."

She added, "Heck, you're probably more mature than I am in a lot of ways. I can be pretty selfish and hedonistic sometimes." She thought about the duplicity in her entire six-times-a-day scheme. She wasn't proud of herself, but she felt that in this case the end justified the means, and that everyone involved would benefit quite a lot.

She looked down at his erection. It was back at full strength, so she started devoting more attention to it. "No, I'm afraid you're stuck with me, Sweetie. You're the best. I'm gonna stick to you like glue, if you'll have me. My only slight frustration is that I'm going to have to share cocksucking duties with Susan and Katherine and who knows who else."

His heart practically stopped beating upon hearing that. "What?! Mom? Sis? No way!"

"Yeah way. I've said this to you before, Sweetie. Just give it a little time, and mark my words: it'll happen. Your mother is so cock-hungry already that she doesn't know if she's coming or going. You notice that deer-caught-in-the-headlights look she has all the time now? That's 'cos she's always thinking about your dick. She's thinking about fondling it. She's even thinking about sucking on it."

Talking about sucking reminded Suzanne to lean forward and begin licking the tip of his cock. But she was able to do that, and stroke with her hands, and keep talking too. "And I heard about her nipple incident at the pool today. What do you think made her nipples like two little hardened missile silos? It's you, mister."

He knew with his logical mind that what she was saying was true, but it was just so staggering, and the implications were even more mind-blowing, that it didn't seem real to him.

She went on, "And I've seen how your sister looks at you too. She's quite a hottie, don't you think? Can't you just picture her nursing a big fat Alan boner between her lips?"

He groaned as he pictured it. He was even more aroused because she was lapping against his sweet spot like a hungry dog.

She said, "I'll bet before long, both of them will be calling dibs, vying to see who gets to stroke you and blow you next. Just give it time. I wonder how long it will take before all three of us are all naked on the floor together, just like I am on all fours, begging you that we be the one allowed to suck your cock next!"

"Oh MAN! Aunt Suzy, don't talk like that! I'm just some guy. That could never be. I don't deserve it."

She shot him a dirty look and gave his erection a slightly painful squeeze. "Don't say that again, you hear? You're not just 'some guy.' True, you're not perfect; nobody is. You've got issues, like a lack of self-confidence. But you're special."

Out of nowhere, she started to tear up. "You're my special Sweetie and I love you. So much!"

By the time she got to saying "so much," tears were rolling down her cheeks because she was overcome with emotion as she tried to convey the depth of her love for him. However, she hated to cry; she thought it was a sign of weakness.

She also had trouble telling him in words just how much he meant to her. So she pulled herself together and distracted herself by devoting all her attention to the blowjob. She'd been passionate before, but now she sucked him with abandon. She tried to show him how much she loved him with her tongue, lips, and hands instead.

Alan was overwhelmed by what she'd said and by her tearing up, even more than by her insanely pleasurable blowjob. It took him over a minute after she'd stopped talking to get himself together enough to say in reply, "Aunt Suzy, I love you too." She hadn't actually said "I love you" as a direct, isolated statement, but he knew that she meant it.

He could hear her emotionally **** up again, and he felt it too since his dick was well inside her mouth.

He added, "And I'm not just saying that 'cos you're so sexy and stacked and great at handjobs and cocksucking. I mean, you're my Aunt Suzy. What more can I say? You're right up there with Mom as the most important person in my life, and that's the highest compliment I can think of. I know you love me, and, well, it just makes me love you back even more."

Suzanne was so moved that she was certain she was really going to lose it and cry her eyes out. But her tough persona kicked in. She stopped her blowjob long enough to say in a semi-joking voice, "Stop your blubbering already. You sound like a girl."

They both laughed.

Suzanne sighed as she lovingly caressed his hard shaft and cockhead with both hands. She gave it a few kisses, and then a few long licks, and then she said, "It's going to be a shame, having to share this sweet meat. But that's okay." She said to herself as much as to him, "Six times a day is a bit much for any one woman to handle, even someone like me. I don't mind sharing a little."

Then, in a nasty, sultry voice, she spat out, "We're all gonna get really good at sucking your cock. Really good." She swallowed him deep.

He didn't realize it, because he was so out of his mind with arousal, plus he'd never experienced it before, but she actually accidentally deep-throated him. Suzanne knew all kinds of sexual tricks and techniques, but deep throating wasn't something she had tried since she was in college. It wasn't easy for her, and so it wasn't something she was willing to try unless she was really in love. Unfortunately, until Alan, she hadn't truly been in love for a long, long time.

Even with Alan, she hadn't intended to deep throat him, at least not any time soon. She liked the idea of surprising him with new things from time to time, and that was something she figured she could treat him with well down the road, after she'd had a chance to practice it on a dildo and get good at it. But her desire for his dick was so strong that she kept sucking more and more of it into her mouth until she realized with great surprise that she'd reached where her gag reflex would trigger.

At that point she paused, uncertain what to do. She thought back to her previous deep-throating efforts many years earlier, but they weren't good memories. She recalled a lot of discomfort and no additional pleasure. But her love and lust for Alan were so strong that she thought, What the hell? Why not? and she kept going.

To her surprise, she managed to swallow most of his cockhead, and with a lot less discomfort than she'd anticipated.

He groaned exceptionally loudly. His eyes rolled to the back of his head and he hung on as waves of **** euphoria washed over him. She didn't know why the deep throating was happening relatively easily for her. She suspected that she was feeling both exceptionally cock-hungry and very relaxed, and that she might not be able to duplicate it again very readily anytime soon, so she should take full advantage of the opportunity. As a result, she pulled back, inhaled deeply, and dove all the way down his shaft once again.

One thing she didn't like about deep throating was the frustration of not being able to breathe while her throat was obstructed. So she made long deep-throating lunges, but only stayed down for a few seconds. Then she would alternate with tongue work right on his sweet spot until she was ready to make another short-duration deep lunge.

She needed his cum right away, and was determined to use every trick she knew to get it.

He blew his load about a minute later. When he started, she was deep throating him again. But, sensing his impending eruption, she pulled up at the last moment so she could taste his cum flowing through her mouth before it disappeared down her throat.

Just as he came, she touched her clit and exploded in climax at the same time.

He'd never felt so good, so satisfied. But it wasn't just the sheer joy and intense pleasure of a great blowjob. He felt a deeper love and connection with Suzanne than ever before, and that felt far better than the mere physical pleasure between them.

She got up next to him and they cuddled for a while as they recovered. He wished he could kiss her, and he brought his face close to hers, but for some reason she didn't seem open to that, and turned her head away. She also made sure he kept his hands by his sides instead of letting him explore her lush, curvy body.

But their cuddle was pretty awesome just the same. He knew that his bond and emotional closeness with her was getting stronger thanks to moments like those.

As they cuddled, he asked, "Aunt Suzy ... Did you ... This is kind of a weird question, but did you just deep throat me?"

She grinned. "Yes. Yes, I did."

"Wow! I didn't know you knew how to do that."

"Frankly, I didn't either. It just kind of happened. Don't expect it to happen again. I don't know what you've read or seen, but deep throating is NOT EASY for a woman to do. Well, at least that's the case for most women, including me. Maybe some women feel differently, but it usually isn't that pleasurable either. With you, I did it and I even kind of enjoyed it, because, well, you're my Sweetie. You're my special guy. It made me happy hearing you groan in ecstasy like you'd just entered Heaven."

"I did!"

She chuckled, lovingly brushing a hand through his hair. "See? That's what I'm talking about. You're such a cutie, so full of enthusiasm. But seriously, consider that a special treat that might not happen again. Frankly, I don't even know if I can do it again! Try sticking a finger down your throat and see what happens, and then imagine how much more difficult it would be with a dick the size of yours instead of just a skinny fingertip."

He tried sticking his finger down his throat, but gave up after just a second or two. He could see her point. He gave her a hug. "Wow. Aunt Suzy, you're the best! You make me so happy, and not just sexually. Just knowing that you care and that you're always there for me puts wind in my sails and makes me want to be a better person. And as a bonus, you're very cuddly!" He tightened his hold on her and kissed her bare shoulder, since that was right in front of his face.

She chuckled at his "very cuddly" comment, squeezing him back. But at the same time his words warmed her heart so much that she had to fight not to shed tears of joy. She thought, I feel the same, Son. All that right back at ya, and then some. Susan isn't the only one coming out of her shell lately. I feel more alive than I've felt in years, and it feels so good! So good to be loved!

She normally tried not to call him "Son," even in her thoughts, but that's how she thought of him in her heart of hearts.

Chapter 8

Katherine had been eavesdropping on Suzanne's earlier sexual activities with Alan, so she went to her room, ready to eavesdrop on this latest blowjob too.

She very much wanted to listen in again, but unfortunately for her, Susan had the same plan. The two of them kind of lingered in the hall and bathroom area just outside the closed door to Alan's bedroom. They both waited for the other one to leave so they could eavesdrop, but neither one did.

After an awkward minute, Katherine went back to her room but kept the door open. That foiled Susan, since from within her room Katherine could see Alan's door just across the hallway. But Susan went to her bedroom down the hall and kept her door open. That foiled Katherine, since Susan could see and hear down the hall.

As a result, both of them missed the big emotional moment between Alan and Suzanne.

After two blowjob orgasms in quick succession from Suzanne, Alan felt she'd not only sucked his balls completely dry, she'd sucked his soul right out of him as well.

He was tired, hot, and sweaty, so after she left, he got up and staggered off to take a shower before going to bed. He put on a robe and headed across the hallway to the bathroom adjacent to Katherine's room, but just as he was opening his door, his mother called him into her bedroom to talk to him. He headed off in that direction instead, still feeling sticky and yucky.

Katherine also heard Susan's call, and saw her opportunity for action. She felt Suzanne was pulling far ahead in the contest for Alan's affections, so she needed to do something to make her mark or she would have to go back to pining away with her secret crush on him. Therefore she snuck into the shower while he was in Susan's room, hoping to surprise him there.

Down the hall, Alan walked into Susan's room, and asked, "What's up, Mom?"

Susan was sitting on her bed, but in an unusual position, curled up with her knees to her chest and her arms around her legs. She seemed sad or worried. She asked in a quiet voice, "Did you have a fun time with Suzanne just now?"

"Yes, I did. She helped me do my thing. She was really great."

"That's nice." But Susan seemed even sadder.

He walked closer and asked her, "Anything wrong? Are you upset or something?"

She exhaled heavily. "No, I'm fine. It's just ... Well, things are changing. You're becoming a man. I'm having to think of you in a sexual way because you're becoming sexually active, even if it's all only to help with your medical treatment."

He sat down on the edge of the bed next to her and took her hand. "Hey, Mom, it's okay. I'm still the same me. Things will be fine, I'm sure. I still love you, and I know you love me. We'll get through whatever problems come up, because we're a team." He was **** to express his love to Suzanne or Amy because their exact status was unclear, and it didn't seem "cool" to talk about love with Katherine, but he had no hesitation in telling his mother how much he loved her, so he said it a lot.

She didn't have any hesitation either. "Son! I love you so much! You're right. I'm sure things will be fine. It's just that you're growing up, and that's a part of life."

He smiled encouragingly, and then leaned in to kiss her. He kissed her cheek and then the tip of her nose before he pulled back.

Her heart leapt to her throat for an excited moment when she thought he would kiss her lips. She had to hide her disappointment when he didn't.

Sensing that he'd helped Susan out of whatever weird mood she'd been in, he said goodbye and headed back down the hall to take his shower.

Susan wanted to ask him all about the handjob or blowjob that Suzanne had obviously just given him, but she was nowhere near ready to talk to him about such things. Curiosity was welling up in her, but she was **** to wait until later, perhaps tomorrow morning's exercise session, when she could hear about it from Suzanne.

Meanwhile, Katherine stripped and hopped into the shower before Alan got there. She left her shirt on, knowing that the wet T-shirt look could be even more arousing than complete nakedness. She also wore rubber clogs that helped tone up her legs just like high-heeled shoes. She turned on the water to get herself wet, but then turned it back off so he wouldn't realize she was there.

Alan walked in, picked up a towel, and closed the door before the presence of his nearly naked sister even registered on his brain. When he saw her, his mouth dropped open in shock. But his surprise wasn't nearly as great as it would have been had she not done a striptease for him by the pool the day before, or been topless with Amy earlier, or been grabbing at his erection in the pool earlier that day. Clearly, she was acting in a new, provocative way around him.

"Sis! What are you doing here?!" he exclaimed. He gawked in particular at her fully-exposed pussy.

"Oh, nothing much; just taking a shower." She didn't seem perturbed or surprised by his presence, but asked, "The bigger question is: What are YOU doing here? Are you trying to spy on your naked little sister?"

"No, no, no! No, it's not like that. I didn't even know that you were in here, is all!"

"Then why are you looking at me that way? If I didn't know better, I'd think you're looking straight between my legs!"

Her indignation was just a ruse to keep him talking and staring. In fact her labia were spread deliberately wide for his viewing, and she made no attempt to close her legs. If anything, she spread them even further apart.

But then he started paying even more attention to her hands. She was holding the hose to the shower nozzle with both hands, right in the middle of her chest, and rubbing her hands up and down the hose as if it were a phallus.

That flustered him even more. Seeing Suzanne naked was one thing, but seeing his sister this way, so ready and eager for sexual fun, was still a huge shock to his system. With Suzanne he felt somehow safe in knowing that there were boundaries, but he knew his sister well. She was more impetuous and untamed; with her, anything was possible. In addition, she was his sister!

"Sorry! I'm really sorry!" he said extremely apologetically. "I didn't mean to be looking at anything. I'll go now."

He paused at the door and, with his eyes averted, asked, "Sis, what's going on? Why is everybody, like ... just totally ... all the nakedness! Why?!" But he was too flummoxed to stick around to form a more coherent question, much less get an answer. He fled from the bathroom.

Damn, Katherine thought. I should have started slowly and worked up to more. Next time he'd better watch out, 'cos I'm going to "sex him up" until he has a heart attack! This is too much fun not to do. The cat's out of the bag that I want him, so there's no reason not to go for broke! Aunt Suzy's already sucking his cock; I have to catch up to that soon or fall behind. Oh God, I love you, Big Brother!

She turned the water back on and used the shower hose to blast water at her pussy until she had a nice climax. She used one hand to keep stroking the hose, pretending it was her brother's hard-on.

Had it not been for that shower encounter, Alan would have gone to bed masturbating to thoughts of Suzanne. As it was, his mind was a jumble and he thought of Katherine, Suzanne, Susan, and even Amy. He kept thinking of Suzanne's comment: "We're all gonna get really good at sucking your cock."

He had no trouble getting aroused, and soon fell into a deep, dream-filled sleep after shooting his sixth load into a towel. (His total included a masturbation session before church, and others before and after his mid-afternoon nap.) All in all, it had been another great day for him.