Hey Jealousy: Part 4

Chapter 10

Susan continued to stand in front of the others for a minute, reveling in the attention even as a part of her felt like fleeing from it, now that she'd had her hard-won climax.

Everyone complimented her performance.

Seeing the hungry looks in the other women's eyes, she wondered if the three of them were all keen on having sex with her. They were; that was obvious even to the relatively naïve Susan.

She thought, That would be wrong. So wrong. But I should do anything - ANYTHING - to help my Tiger. After all, he's **** me to kiss my own daughter just to help him get hard. Why should we stop there? Maybe he'll make me please them all, one after another.

Maybe he'll even fuck me right now in front of everybody, and then have me do all of them once he's through with me! Whenever I obey his commands I end up feeling so good. He's tamed me and controls me, so how can I deny him anything? My body is here just to serve him and his magnificent cock. I must obey his every wish, no matter what he tells me to do!

These thoughts made her tingle with electric excitement, even though some part of her knew that she was as high on sexual energy as if she were on a ****, and that, like a ****, when she "came down" later she'd regret fantasies such as this one.

She finally looked down and saw Alan's flaccid member dangling a few feet in front of her. That caused her to remember why she had been taking her clothes off in the first place. Her son's dick was still recovering from shooting off a couple of minutes earlier, so it was still very sensitive, but that didn't slow her down.

She crawled over to her usual spot between Alan's legs. The she asked her daughter, "Aren't you going to clean him?"

"What?" Katherine was so carried away by all she'd seen that she wasn't thinking.

Sighing, Susan gently but firmly pushed Katherine away. She wanted her son's dick to fill her mouth until she gagged on the sheer fullness of the cock stuffing her throat, so it frustrated her to no end that it had deflated and was now flaccid. She contented herself with at least being able to lick his penis and balls clean, as usual.

After a minute or two of contented licking, she said, "Tiger, I think it's time you wash my mouth out with soap for using such filthy language. I'll close my eyes and open my mouth and you put whatever you want into it, because I've been such a bad girl."

Alan thought there was simply no way for his dick to get hard again that evening. In fact, for the longest time it did not.

Many minutes passed while Susan kept his shrunken penis between her lips. The other women got up to stretch and get drinks and so forth.

Amy put on some more music. She picked the Talking Heads' album "Speaking in Tongues" partially because she loved that band's dance music, but mostly because it had a song entitled "Girlfriend Is Better." That was a private joke with Alan, since the song's title wasn't really obvious from listening to it. Only the two of them knew the band well enough to know all the real titles.

Susan was determined to get a load of cum from Alan, since she'd missed most of the last one. So she kept licking and teasing his privates, especially his balls, in hopes that if she kept at it he'd grow fully erect once again.

She thought, Look at me! Everybody else is going about their business, but I remain here kneeling and buck naked in this totally humiliating pose. But I can't move; it's like my tongue is glued to my son's cock, flaccid or not! I imagine this is how it's going to be from now on: I'm going to spend literally HOURS servicing my son while life goes on all around me. I'll be one of many competing for that honor. Is anything more hot and thrilling than that?! I think not! MMMM!

As a result of Susan's continued licking, Alan was trapped in his seat. He asked Amy as she was heading to the kitchen, "So, what did you think of all that?"

She stopped and looked his way. "Wow. It was way sexy! But it's gonna be hard to live up to that. I mean, Aunt Susan is all super centerfold-y. Her body is just so perfect and curvy."

Susan made some happy "Mmmm!" sounds in response to those compliments, even while she continued to hold her son's flaccid dick in her mouth, lightly suckling on it.

Alan said to Amy, "That's true. But you're 'all super centerfold-y' too, you know." He smiled, thinking about how only Amy could turn "centerfold" into a comparative adjective. "Every time I look at you, I get as aroused as I did watching Mom just now."

"You're just saying that! But I love it!" Grinning from ear to ear, Amy bent over and kissed him on the cheek, then skipped out of the room.

For a long time, Susan just kept on lapping at her son's penis and balls.

The others all drifted back into the room. Suzanne broke the silence by leading a spirited discussion with Amy about exactly what she thought being Alan's boyfriend would entail. Susan would have liked to join in, but she just kept on licking and licking and licking.

After at least five minutes, she could tell that her efforts were paying off when her son's penis began to revive. She wasn't too surprised; she figured the fact that she was sitting buck naked between her son's legs looking up into his eyes with longing was bound to affect him sooner or later.

Before long, she began to suck on his dick, and was rewarded as it gradually expanded inside her mouth. She'd initially had nearly his entire cock in her mouth, but she had to back off a bit as it grew longer because she hadn't yet learned to deep throat him.

The others noticed the progress she was making, and that caused the sexual energy in the room to rise.

Susan began play-acting a little bit once again. She opened her mouth around his cock with mock horror, pretending she was her old self and very puzzled by this large intrusion into the middle of her face. She continued to suck on it like it was sweet candy but somehow at the same time her overstuffed mouth managed to say, "Awwan, wha kinda thoap ith thith? Tho wery unpwoper!"

Alan could hardly believe his dick was fully hard again; he found that nearly as improbable as that he was also again completely aroused mentally. "Mom, don't worry about that. That's, uh, a new type of soap." He grabbed the back of her head and pretended to **** her to continue sucking.

In reality she needed no encouragement at all. She attacked his erection with renewed vigor, using her favorite corkscrew-like moves. The sexual energy in the room continued to grow, thanks mainly to Susan's passion. However, none of the women were masturbating themselves, at least not yet.

Alan moved his hands to his mother's butt and kept them there. He reached down to her pussy and found that she was already dripping wet. He turned to Amy, who was sitting on a nearby sofa, and asked her, "Does this bother you, seeing us like this?"

Susan had eased up a bit on her oral ****, so at this point he didn't have to struggle just to speak.

Amy replied, "No. Well, actually it does make me jealous a little bit. You know; I'm wishing I wasn't just watching."

She understood that at the moment her place in Alan's heart was far below Susan's, though she was determined to change that in time. She knew there was nothing she could do about that immediately. She was also more than a little jealous about just how sexy and slutty Susan had acted. She knew that she couldn't put on a performance half that good, at least not yet, and suspected that, at this point, none of the others would permit her to do so even if she could.

"That's understandable," he said. "If it makes you feel better, you can masturbate yourself, or have Sis help you out."

"That's okay. Maybe next time. I want to concentrate on watching so I can learn to do better."

"Good," he said assuredly. "You'll have a lot of chances to watch and learn. As you know, around here, Mom pretty much calls the shots, particularly on Tuesdays. And lately, as I'm sure you've noticed, she's been in favor of giving me lots of blowjobs."

He started caressing his mother's tits, sometimes pulling her nipples with unusual aggression.

She feebly tried to swat his hands away, but that was only for show. The way Alan was aggressively taking charge and the whole Amy-as-girlfriend plan had left her simply too horny to resist. The way he was playing with her was leading to a kind of vicious circle where he was getting more aggressive and she was getting more aroused and willing.

He already needed another strategic break to delay his climax, so he pushed her mouth away and tried to devote all of his attention to pleasuring her for a change. "Here, Mom. Stand in front of me."

"Yes, Son!" She stood up quickly, but she was so insanely aroused that it looked like she was having a hard time just standing up straight.

When he saw that, he patted the sofa cushion next to him, indicating that she should sit there.

Then he began casually fingering her pussy, even though that was a violation of the 'boundaries'. That had been one rule that she'd been fairly consistent in actually keeping, because she saw that as a gateway to getting fucked. But he gambled that she was too aroused at the moment to complain or swat him away.

She thought, Good GOD! He's not supposed to do that! It's so WRONG! A sin! But he doesn't care; he just takes what he wants! In the exact same way that he just tamed Amy in front of all of us, taking her for his official girlfriend, he's showing everyone how much he's tamed his big-titted mommy too!

Even though I'm consumed with lust at the moment, I HAVE to say something! If I allow this, he's gonna start playing with my pussy all the time, like it's his God-given right! And then it's just a matter of days before he's not only playing with it, he's FUCKING it! It'll become his right to fuck me whenever he feels like it! Then I'll be a total incestuous mommy-slut! No, a mommy-****! With his cock forever in my mouth, my cleavage, or my PUSSY! My burning hot, throbbing, needy pussy!

These thoughts aroused her so much that she lost the willpower to object, as he had hoped. She began writhing in her seat almost uncontrollably. But then she looked over at Suzanne and noticed a pleased look on her face. Remembering that she was being watched, she **** herself to calm down and stay at least relatively still. She closed her eyes and slowly counted to ten, and that helped.

While pulling on Susan's clit as if it was something that he did all the time, Alan explained to Amy, "Remember, Mom is the de-facto head of this house. So if she orders any of us to do something, we all have to oblige. If she ordered me to fuck her pussy until she couldn't walk, I'd have **** but to do it."

Susan answered between heavy breaths, "Don't worry, everybody; I'd never ask him to do that. He's a good boy. He stays away from my, uh, pussy." She sincerely believed it herself, generally speaking, but she would have been a lot more convincing to everyone else if he hadn't been busy petting her furry bush and fiddling with her clit at the very moment that she'd said that.

As soon as those words were out of her mouth, Alan seemed to deliberately mock her statement even more by pushing two fingers deep into her pussy. Although he'd licked her pussy earlier, in the afternoon, he'd never fingered it before. He appeared relatively calm, but his heart was pounding wildly as another one of Susan's boundaries was transgressed.

Her only response was a loud moan and more breathless heaving of her lungs. "Besides, I'm the, uh, female, oooh! ... The FEMALE head of this house. Uh! ... But Tiger ... Tiger ... Mmmm! As a boy, a man ... He's the main head ... Head of the ... MMMM! We must ... we must OBEY! UGH! God, it's so good!"

Both he and his mother acted as if his fingers weren't where they were, and neither of them said a word about it. Luckily, the Talking Heads album was still playing in the background, so the silence of the others wasn't quite so awkward.

Susan hoped against hope that the others wouldn't notice what he was doing, even as everyone closely watched. She decided to just not think about it, so she bent down over his lap and went back to cocksucking. Since she was sitting next to him, she could suck him off even as he kept fingerbanging her.

Alan thought to himself, I actually have my fingers in my mother's cunt! Yes! At least I've finally got something up there. Yeah! What a day of firsts. This feels so damn good. But what'll feel even better is when I replace it with something longer and thicker. I just KNOW I'm going to fuck her, and soon! She's so horny all the time now that one of these days she gonna break down completely and say the magic words. She's gonna get on her knees and beg me to fuck her. And I will!

Actually, I'm fucking her right now! My fingers are a stand-in for my dick and I'm fucking my mother! I'm a motherfucker! He liked this idea so much that he really let her have it, forcefully digging deeper and deeper into her pussy with each thrust.

She responded in kind by sucking and licking his erection with even more than her usual great enthusiasm. It was as if she was lost in an erotic frenzy.

Perhaps surprisingly, the other three behaved themselves. None of them had even masturbated since they took the break to get drinks and such. That was mostly because Suzanne didn't want things to get even more sexual with Amy there, and Katherine and Amy had followed her lead. But all three were on the edge of their seats, constantly fidgeting with barely suppressed lust.

The more excited Alan got from the way his mother was sucking his cock, the more passionately he fingered her pussy. This in turn excited her even more, which was channeled into even more passionate cocksucking. This resulting positive feedback loop raised the heat of the entire room. With both mother and son going at each other like jackhammers ripping through concrete, Alan knew he couldn't last long.

He figured his best bet was to make her cum before he did. He hoped she'd be so out of it that she'd have to give up on him for a while, allowing him to recover.

Luckily, Susan was so very aroused that she started cumming shortly after he had those thoughts. He didn't actually have to do much except keep on fingering her and clenching his own PC muscle.

Her climax was no ordinary one, in part due to Alan's fingers probing her pussy so intensely. But it was also due to her realization that he shouldn't be touching her there at all, and the realization that so many eyes were watching her shamelessly bobbing on her son's shaft while he was "violating" her in that manner.

She came hard, loud, and repeatedly. She actually screamed at the top of her lungs, finally forcing her to pull off, releasing her tight lip-seal around his shaft.

As her climax finally fizzled out, Amy nudged her own mother and said, "Wow! Mom, Aunt Susan really loves sucking Alan's cock, doesn't she?"

Suzanne replied, "She does."

"And she's really good at it, isn't she?"

"Yes, she is."

Amy raised a fist dramatically. "I'm gonna be that good! Now that I'm his official girlfriend, I've gotta be the best!"

Katherine blanched when she heard Amy repeating the words "official girlfriend." That really rankled her; she didn't like the added competition. But it was Amy, her best friend, so she couldn't get that upset.

When Susan was done, she lay down on the floor between one of the sofas and the table. She was a sweaty, dripping heap of naked, exhausted ecstasy. Just as Alan had hoped, she was too wiped out to continue the blowjob. He was glad for that, because he didn't want to be displaying a limp member in the middle of all this excitement. Even so, his erection did wane for a while as he rested.

Susan thought, once she was once again capable of coherent thinking, There's only one thing I know, and that's that I have to feel like that again, and soon! Mommy got a nice reward for all her hard licking and sucking. Not to mention her striptease. I didn't even get him to cum though. His cock is just too powerful! He defeated me, and it feels so fine. Mmmm! But that's okay. I'll be up to another pass shortly. Once he's had a brief break I'll be able to suck on him that much longer!

She looked up at him and said, "Thank you for teaching my mouth a lesson in using naughty words like 'tit.' Oh shit! I said 'tit' again! Oh shit! I said 'shit' too, and 'tit' even more! And again! Oh well. Looks like you're going to have to wash my mouth out with your cock, let's see, one, two, three, four, five, six more times tonight. Oh no, seven, because 'cock' is a dirty word too. Oops! I said it again! Make that eight!"

Everyone had a hearty laugh.

She went on, "You're going to have to fuck my mouth eight times. Oh wait. 'Fuck' is a dirty word too. Make it nine. Oh wait..." She finally stopped when her voice was drowned out by laughter.

She joined in the laughing and they all laughed until it hurt. Then they just sat around and smiled at each other. It might have seemed strange to an outsider, but there was a strong feeling of love in the air, as well as of lust. Events like this just seemed to tie everyone together even closer than before.

Alan eventually broke the silence by saying to Amy, with great understatement, "So anyway, that's how it works around here."

Chapter 11

Alan would have liked to stay in the living room and play with all the naked women sitting around him. It seemed like a real breakthrough evening and he wanted to take advantage of the increasingly permissive attitude to shred more of Susan's boundaries. He especially wanted to get her more used to committing sexual acts in front of the others, and to having two women service him at once. But he realized that he had to take care of Katherine's feelings first.

He took his sister to her room so they could privately discuss Amy's new official girlfriend status. He put on his T-shirt and shorts, thinking that would help create the right mood for a serious discussion.

However, she didn't bother dressing. She collapsed onto her bed naked, in a very sour and frustrated mood.

She started crying even before he could talk. She complained through her tears, "I thought I was number one in your heart! I want to be your number one fuck toy! Why won't you let me? Am I not sexy enough? Are my tits not big enough? Even though my tits aren't the biggest, I'm still your sister and your fuck toy, and you should love me! Including carnally!"

"I do love you! It's not that! It's just that I'm spread thin between all the beautiful and eager-"

She didn't give him a chance to finish. They sat side by side on her bed, but she impulsively got up and literally pinned him to the bed, shoving her pussy into his face in a frustrated attempt to get him to forget Amy.

"I'm a great fuck! Aren't I? Don't you like to slide your big baby-maker into my hot hole? Don't you want to fuck me?" She cried even more intently while trying to sexily smother him with her pussy.

He was **** to push her off, frustrating her even more. He didn't want to do anything sexual with her when she was crying and angry like this. He held her for a while and caressed her until her tears came to an end.

Then he tried to talk to her calmly. He told her as he wiped away her tears, "You know I love you more than Amy, don't you? I hate to say that kind of stuff 'cos it always hurts someone's feelings to compare people like that, but you're my sister and, as great as she is, she's not. I love YOU about as much as it's possible to love someone. It's like you're a part of me!"

Katherine nodded weakly, her eyes still red. Her tears were still rolling down her cheeks, falling into her lap.

She said, "I know. I feel that way too. That's why I love being your fuck toy. But still, I have a hard time believing everything you're saying, especially the part that you love me more than Amy. She may not be your real sister, but she's close enough!"

"That's true. And I feel weird even trying to make comparisons like that, because it's not fair. But you have a very special place in my heart! Very, very special!"

She wailed, "Then make me your official girlfriend!"

Alan's heart nearly broke at the sight of her crying. Her wide, innocent eyes could look as sad as a forlorn puppy dog. He felt swayed by her heartfelt emotion but knew he couldn't have her as his official girlfriend, so he kept his resolve.

"We can do anything we want in private, but in private only. There are just certain things society won't let us do. You know that."

"I know. But fuck what other people think! True love conquers all. Fuck society!" She sniffed as a few new tears rolled down her face.

He shook his head no. "I wish! But you know we can't do that. For one thing, you have to realize that it's completely impossible for a brother and sister to be public about going out together romantically, even if we ARE both adopted from different families. I need a public girlfriend. My friends have been increasingly teasing me about not having one. It's more than just a little bit ironic that they still think I'm a virgin, but they do. Having Amy as a girlfriend will also protect her from the constant stream of boys who are only interested in getting a fuck from one of the school's most desirable girls. She's so clueless that she needs a lot of protection."

He continued, "And lately, more and more girls have been trying to go out with me. Honestly, some of the most beautiful girls in school have asked me out just in the last week. Of course I turned them down. But what if something strikes a perfect chord and I'm asked out by a girl who sweeps me away and makes me feel like I used to feel with Christine? Do you want me to be available like that, where anything can happen?"

She ground her teeth, fiercely possessive. "No! Of course not."

His line of reasoning was working. She was far more worried about someone else like Christine than she was about Amy. In particular, she was still very worried that Christine might change her mind about Alan and pursue him seriously. His "non-romantic" dates with Christine made her more jealous than all the sex he'd had with all his other women combined.

Alan saw her jealous reaction and tried to work with that to help convince her that Amy's new status was for the best for everyone. "Well then, look. I love Aims in a protective way like I'd feel towards a younger sister, and I love her in a physical way too. I like spending time with her, but I don't feel a deep, soul-to-soul connection the same way I do with you. I'm looking for a strong, independent woman who's smart and challenges me with strong, intelligent opinions. Amy's too passive and accepting to be like that. Christine is like what I want, but she lost her chance. I'm soooo over her."

"Are you really over her?" she asked while sniffling.

"Of course," Alan said, though he wasn't too sure about it himself. "You're like her in a lot of ways, you know, especially if you'd pay more attention to doing well in school. You're so smart, but you don't really apply yourself. The point is, I love talking to you and being with you, in addition to having sex with you. You're much more than just a sister. You're the one that I want, forever."

Her heart soared upon hearing that, and her face even burst into a smile.

He let that sink in, then continued, "Aims would make a good ... mistress. Maybe when we're done with high school, the three of us can go to college in the same town. We could change our last names, and you and I could be boyfriend and girlfriend, openly. Amy could be my mistress. OUR mistress. I think she'd accept that, and maybe even welcome it. I'll make sure to steer her in that direction. In fact, I won't even have to try. She'll love it."

"That sounds really good." Katherine momentarily daydreamed of being her brother's wife, with Amy as their mutual mistress. She imagined herself with a big pregnant belly and lots of little children running around. Most of them were birthed by her, but a few were birthed by Amy. She smiled wistfully as she unconsciously rubbed her stomach.

But then she returned to the current situation. "I'm still upset, but I guess I can live with it. I was so afraid you'd forget all about me when you said you'd go out with her." She felt her panic flooding back. "For one thing, you and Amy are one grade ahead of me. You'll be in another town for a whole year without me!"

"Don't worry; we'll work something out. Sis, we're rich enough. We can do whatever we want." He kissed her lightly on the cheek.

She **** another smile, but was still pensive.

He added, "I'll tell you what. I'll make you a deal. For every time I fuck Amy, I'll fuck you at least twice. How does that sound?"

"Now you're talking!" She threw her arms around him and they kissed some more.

After several more minutes of making out, they took a break to catch their breath.

Katherine took the chance to say, "You know, speaking of being a mistress, I've taken to referring to you as 'master' when I'm with Aunt Suzy. It turns me on so much to imagine that I'm literally your ****, your sex ****, **** to obey your every whim. I know how much it turns you on too. I suspect the idea of being your sex **** even turns Aunt Suzy on, but she's won't admit it to herself and doesn't use that word. Yet! She's too proud. And of course Mom is a total goner, completely enthralled by your cock. She worships it and lives to serve you, just like I do. Anyway, the point is, I think Amy will love being your mistress. I know she will. It fits her personality so well. Since you've discovered your sexual side, women just can't say no to you. And you're such a good master. So kind and fair."

Alan was blown away by that, and more than a little aroused too. "Come on. I'm not your master; I'm your brother!"

"I know! Isn't it great? You're my brother AND my master! Two great tastes that go great together! Though funnily enough, both taste like cum." She giggled with pure delight while licking her lips.

He loved what she was saying, but he was also in denial about it. It was fun as a fantasy, though quite daunting in reality. "Sis, let's talk about this later, okay? I've had enough emotional upheavals for one evening. I'm happy with you just as my sister."

"Okay, Master. Whatever you say. Your sister-**** happily obeys her well-hung fuck-monster brother. I'm going to make you forget all about Amy by being the best, tightest, most talented and obedient fuck toy you've ever had. Let your fuck toy make you feel good! She wants you to fuck her right now!" She threw herself at him and held him again in a tight embrace.

"'Fuck toy'? 'Sister-****'? Come on! I thought that was just sexy talk." He was disturbed, but also terribly aroused. He tried to hide his arousal by discretely shifting his erection, but the way her naked body writhed against his own made that very difficult.

She looked at him intently. "No. How many times do I have to tell you? Your fuck toy takes her responsibilities very seriously. And she needs to make you feel so good that you pass out with joy. Every day!"

"But what about my desire for a strong, independent, intelligent woman?"

"No prob, Big Brother. I'll be your strong, independent, intelligent fuck toy! Okay, scratch the independent part. That's good for other parts of my life, but when it comes to you, I'm an obedient cum **** with no free will except for an 'uppity' desire to be fucked! But two out of three ain't bad, right?" She giggled.

He just stared at her like she'd grown an extra head.

She continued more intently, "I know you as well as anyone, and I know what you like. Strong and intelligent is good, and I can do that too, but deep down you want a ****. Don't you? Who doesn't? What kind of teenage boy doesn't secretly want to turn their sexy sister into a sex ****, but you get to actually do it! And the beautiful thing is, I WANT to be your ****. Isn't it wonderful how it works out?"

Alan was very surprised at all this, and he wanted time to discuss it further. She was right; the idea was a big turn-on for him and he couldn't deny that. But the responsible part of him was also concerned. However, he had no chance to speak.

She was already holding him in an embrace, but then she pushed him back down onto the bed and started to ravish him.

As she nearly tore off his shirt, she said, "If you're going to fuck me twice for every time you fuck Amy, you'd better get a head start right now! I think the way you were fingering her a few minutes ago counts as a fuck." With a quick tug, she brought his shorts down past his feet and then threw them across the room. Then she lay on top of him, grabbed his erect penis, and tried to put it in her pussy.

"Does not!" he happily protested as he tried to fight her off.

"Does too!"

"Does not!"

"Does too!" She was beginning to gain the upper hand in their struggle. Since the consequences of his losing were hardly a bad thing, he wasn't trying very hard to win.

Alan still wanted to keep his vow to not fuck at home, and he was still worried about getting caught. He'd already forgotten that vow once, the morning before, and it would be all too easy to slip up again. His mother was sliding further into a sexual fog with every passing day, but he knew that she still thought that vaginal sex with her son was **** and a terrible sin. Having her see her children fuck each other would also freak her out in a big way, especially since both of them were already grounded for violating her rules. So he still struggled with his sister and fought to keep his dick out of her slit.

Finally, he yelled "Does not!" once more and grabbed her roughly by the hair to guide her head down over his erection.

Realizing what he wanted, she stopped struggling. She fell to her knees at the foot of the bed and assumed a cocksucking stance with her head bowed low. She thought that would help show how serious she was about her fuck-toy subservience, plus it just plain turned her on to be an obedient, incestuous cocksucker. "Is that all you want? Very well. I'm here to serve." She saluted him and said, "Number One Fuck Toy reporting for cocksucking duty, sir."

"Cut that out. You're too damn arousing!" He worried about cumming before she even got started, just from her arousing words.

"Master, forgive me for my enthusiasm. Your sex **** sister loves you. She loves you the most. Amy barely knows you, not like how I know you. I'll show HER! ... Now your fuck toy is going to prove her love and suck you off better than Amy could ever even imagine!" Then, with a parting shot in the silly verbal battle with her brother, she yelled "Does too!" and began sucking contentedly on his fat erection.

It's just like giving a pacifier to a baby, he thought as he listened to her happy slurps. But it's a hell of a lot more fun! Obey your master, you sister slut ****! You cum-slut fuck toy!

He was too shy to say that out loud, however, and immediately felt bad for calling his sister a "cum-slut" even in his own thoughts. What the hell am I thinking? That's wrong. I'll have to talk to her about this later. It's not healthy for our long-term relationship for her to act like this. I mean, I can still remember how I taught her to ride a bike, almost like it was yesterday. This is all very disturbing. The way I just snapped my fingers earlier and she came crawling to my dick like an eager ... well, like a sex ****! It's wrong! I'm being corrupted by power. We really need to talk ... and discuss how we-

Suddenly he felt his climax coming on. But oh! Oh my God! So good! Too arousing! How can I fight it? Just like that, Sis! ... Right on! Yeah! He had to struggle and fight with his PC muscle so much that he lost his train of thought. Somehow he managed to hold off the orgasmic urge for a while.

They cuddled, kissed, and told each other loving sweet nothings during his strategic break. Then they repeated what was by now their standard procedure: she sucked him off until he was on the verge of cumming, and then they rested, giving his boner a "second wind."

The two of them had much to discuss, so they talked some more during these breaks. Admittedly, she had her fingers or even her mouth wrapped around his erection through much of the discussion. But she kept the stimulation to a minimum during his breaks. Sometimes she just liked to rest his hard-on inside her mouth so she could feel its presence there. At other times, she switched to a titfuck position and did all the work of sliding her breasts up and down on either side of his stiffness.

But while he was unwilling to actually fuck her in the house, he was very willing to play with her pussy. He toyed with her pussy lips and clit as much as she toyed with his dick and balls.

Alan didn't criticize her 'fuck toy sex ****' ideas, as he thought that might ruin her cocksucking mood and get her thinking about the Amy situation again. He figured THAT discussion could wait until sometime when he wasn't feeling so aroused. In reality, his heart just wasn't in it when it came to discouraging her submissive ways.

Instead, he soothed her emotions about Amy as best he could. He repeatedly complimented her and professed his love. But that only made her want to suck him off even more enthusiastically.

His orgasmic need had been slowly building with each close call, and eventually he realized that he'd reached the point where just about any further stimulation was going to send him over the edge. He really didn't want to cum, because he knew it had happened a remarkable number of times already since he'd woken that day. But he also didn't want to end their sexual fun, so he decided his best defense was a good offense.

His boner was trapped in Katherine's cleavage. She was slipping and sliding her big tits all over it while nibbling and licking at its tip. But then he suddenly pulled away.

She reached out for his hot pole. "Hey! Bring that thing back here!"

He replied, "Nope! Now, before you get upset, here's the deal. I'm right on the verge, and I don't want to cum. I've cum, like, seven or eight times already today. It's totally nuts! If I cum again, I think my dick is gonna cry for mercy. Just repeatedly getting right up to the edge is really awesome for me now. Besides, I want to return the favor. Let me go down on you."

Katherine complained, "What? No. That's all backwards. I'm your personal ... excuse me, one of your personal cocksuckers. AND your Number One Fuck Toy, of course! I'm all about serving you!"

"I know, I know," he nodded. "But going down on you right now is what would make me really happy." Seeing that she was still ****, he added, "That's an order."

She smiled widely and spread her legs. "Well, if it's an order, I guess I can't say 'No.'"

He crawled up on her legs, reaching up to tickle her sides along the way. "Come on. You know you love it."

She grinned impishly. "Well, maybe a little bit."

They both chuckled at that.

Alan spent the next few minutes trying to bring Katherine to a big orgasm through his oral work. He still wasn't very good at it. His skills were pitiful in comparison to how her oral skill with him had advanced in recent weeks, but she had the advantage of much practice, as well as receiving tips from the other women in the house. Still, he had one very useful trick up his sleeve: orgasm denial. He told her that she was not allowed to cum until he gave her permission. Just the thought of him controlling her in that way got her boiling hot before he even started.

Then he got busy. Since she claimed to be so obedient to him, he also ordered her to tell him exactly what he was doing wrong, what she liked most, and to make suggestions on how he could improve his technique. Thanks to the resulting uncensored feedback, his licking skills improved by the minute. She was already extremely hot to trot, from her earlier activities, so he didn't need any extra generalized foreplay or teasing to work her up. He was able to focus instead on her slit and clit. Due to all his practice in "checking for bumps" with her and Amy, he was able to find her G-spot with ease, and any contact there really set her off.

It wasn't long before she was clenching her teeth and buttocks, struggling with all her might to obey his order and not cum. She waited and waited, but still, he didn't give permission. Eventually she begged and pleaded, but even so he still wouldn't relent.

He finally sensed that she was maximally aroused, about as much as she could get, so he yelled, "CUM! Cum, cum, cum for me!"

She most certainly did! Her screams echoed through the house. He kept at it until she was totally worn out.

Alan was tired too. He lay next to her with his penis in a flaccid state.

Thanks entirely to his self-control, the two of them had successfully refrained from fucking, even though they both very much wanted to do so as another way to reaffirm their mutual affection. She'd earlier given him the best and most prolonged combined blowjob and titfuck of their relationship, and now he'd returned the favor.

When she'd recovered enough to open her eyes, she looked at him and said, "Wow, Bro! That was amaaaaazing! You continue to impress. Remember my old diary entries, about how I fantasized about wanting to be your fuck toy?"

He wearily grunted, "Un-huh?"

"Well, the reality blows my best fantasies away! I have to admit that I enjoy when you go down on me, especially when it's an orgasm like the you just gave me. But I love servicing your cock even more."

"Seriously?"

"Seriously. It's a submissive fuck-toy thing. I don't think you'd understand. For instance, I totally got off on that titfuck. A good ol' titfuck just seems like such a submissive thing to do, don't you think?"

Alan was wiped out, so he merely grunted an affirmative.

She cuddled up to him. "I love you, Brother. I really do. Please don't forget that, or even forget me altogether now that you have Amy."

"Are you kidding? I could never forget you. You're in my thoughts all the time. I love you too. So much!"

She threw her leg over his and seemingly tried to hug him to ****. "Gaawwwd, why do you have to say things like that and then leave my pussy so horribly unfucked?!"

Despite the fact that he hadn't climaxed himself, Alan was left very sexually satisfied, in fact almost painfully so. He felt like his body had been squeezed through a wringer, thanks to the cumulative effect of so much sex in one day.

But he was also very aware that it was a Tuesday, and he realized that he likely hadn't seen or felt the last of his mother. He rested some more in his sister's room, cuddling with her, until he was ready to face more action in his own room from his double-decker mother.

Chapter 12

While Katherine and Alan were spending time together upstairs, Suzanne and Susan were conferring with Amy in the living room.

Suzanne insisted that the three of them put their clothes back on, as she didn't want to further Amy's fondness for constant nudity. The two mothers explained the entire story of Alan's six-times-a-day medical treatment, now that Alan had indicated that Amy needed to be in the know. In actual fact, the lies Alan had told Amy, such as how his penis was "sad" and by making it "happy" he'd get more energy, were fairly compatible with his medical treatment requirements.

In any case, Amy took it all in stride, as she usually did most things. But the story took a long time to tell, especially since Susan kept getting sidetracked, usually to tell sizzling hot stories about the things her son did to her as part of his "treatment."

It was well over an hour later when Alan and Katherine returned to the living room. It was nearly eleven o'clock and everyone was getting tired. Alan walked back into the room wearing his T-shirt and shorts, though he figured his shorts wouldn't stay on, or at least zipped up, for long.

He went over to where Amy was sitting, sat down next to her and began to hug and French kiss her. But knowing that his mother would not be long denied, particularly on a Tuesday, and feeling that his penis had recovered enough since his most recent climax, he announced, "I'm horny again, believe it or not. I was thinking that Mom could help me out, since it's still her special day."

Susan's eyes lit up. She stood up immediately, ready for action. As she pulled her shirt off over her head, she proclaimed proudly, "Ladies and gentlemen, we have a winner!"

Alan smiled. He was once again struck by just how young she looked. But then he added, "However, Mom, today is a special day for me and Amy too. I know you and I haven't really had much time alone today, but how about we go back to your double bed with Amy? While you suck my cock, this time you can explain to her what you're doing and have her practice on the spot. She's really only sucked me off once, yesterday evening; other than that she's completely inexperienced."

Susan grudgingly agreed, "Well, all right. It is her special day too, it seems. But next Tuesday you're all mine. Okay?"

He nodded, and then the three of them headed upstairs. Alan and Amy held hands as they walked, which delighted Amy to no end.

That left just Katherine and Suzanne alone in the room.

Even though the evening's events were helping to progress Suzanne's overall scheme, the busty redhead felt a bit sad and marginalized. "Did you notice?" Suzanne said to Katherine ruefully, "We're left out once again. You'd think that any horny young man would want to fuck a body like mine, but I guess I can't compete with the taboo of motherfucking, and I'm too old to be his girlfriend."

"Oh, don't worry so much," Katherine sympathized. She was feeling a lot better and more optimistic after Alan's explanations, having just spent time with him. "The whole situation just ebbs and flows. Tonight Susan and Amy are getting all the attention, but tomorrow may be more your day. I know I've had my days. Our master does his best to make everyone happy. We just have to wait our turn, and then give him our best."

Suzanne wanted to say, But I'm the one who started this whole thing! I should be the one getting the most rewards! Jesus! A couple of weeks ago I had him running behind me like Pavlov's dog. But the whole thing has slipped away from me somehow. I think my pussy is betraying me again. I get too weak, just too damn needy for sex.

However, she knew she couldn't tell that to Katherine or anyone else, so she kept her mouth shut. And what's with this whole subservience craziness that seems to be infecting everyone to one degree or another? "Master?" Give me a break! He's just a kid. True, he's a lovable kid with incredible stamina, a great cock, and tasty cum, but he's just a kid all the same. He doesn't deserve to be called "Master" by anybody.

Maybe that's why I'm losing my touch. I don't understand the psychology of what's happening to the others. Or even what's happening to me, to be honest. We're in uncharted waters here. There's something about this competition for his time and attention that's bringing out strangely subservient feelings in everyone.

She thought for a few seconds and concluded, God, I want to him to fuck me so bad. Yes, if saying "Master" would get him to fuck me, then I'd do it. But not with any enthusiasm. Hell, I'd probably rob a bank to get fucked daily by that loving, lovely stud. I had no idea when this all started that he'd turn into a living sex machine. I have to admit that seeing what he did to my Honey Pie tonight has only increased my desire for him. I've got it so bad, and it gets worse every day!

But she didn't want to discuss those things with Katherine either. She didn't like to admit her weaknesses to anyone, and especially not any sexual weaknesses. Instead, the two of them just spent their time commiserating in general terms about Amy and Alan.

Back in Susan's master bedroom, Susan, Alan, and Amy got completely naked. Alan sat in the middle of the bed with one woman on each side.

Before they started, Susan said, "One thing I want to make absolutely clear, Amy, is that we can only take turns with his cock. We can't touch it at the same time!"

"Why not?" Amy asked. "Boy! Both of us licking his thingy all over? That sounds like super fun!"

Susan's heart raced as she imagined doing just that. Still, she said, "Well, actually, it probably would be, but that would also be terribly improper. Once we start down that road, who knows where it will end? Why, the four women in this house might all wind up in the middle of an Alan-centric orgy! We can't have that, okay?"

"M'kay," Amy said, although she didn't sound convinced at all. "Wouldn't an Alan-centric orgy be even MORE fun though?"

Susan gave her a withering look, putting an end to that topic, at least for the moment. Then she started explaining the finer points on jacking off and sucking a penis, and on pleasing a man generally (at least so far as she knew that subject).

The lessons quickly became "hands on." To Alan's great delight, Susan was a big believer in "teaching through experience," at least when it came to cocksucking. For a while the two beauties merely took turns lightly fondling his erection, as Susan pointed out and discussed all the different parts of his anatomy. In recent days, she'd read about and learned the medical names of every part of a penis, almost as well as most urologists.

She'd also developed names for some of her favorite cocksucking techniques - the Candy Cane Stripes, the Lollipop, the Ice Cream Cone, the Second Cunt, and so on.

She unselfishly taught most of them to Amy, though she kept a couple of her most effective ones to herself. First she'd show Amy the technique by practicing it on Alan. Then Amy would practice it a few times. They talked all the while, and everyone learned new things about the ins and outs of penis stimulation and what each of them liked best.

With each new lesson, there was less talking and more licking and sucking. Susan had been maintaining a firm boundary about not sharing her son's dick with another woman at the same time. But sheer lusty desire was winning out, so as the training went on Susan and Amy increasingly found that both of their tongues were on Alan's erection at the same time.

At one point, Susan complained as she licked her way up and down one side of his throbbing pole while Amy did the same on the other side, "I didn't want to do this. We really should stop. Sharing the same cock just seems so wanton and naughty. But it looks like Tiger's outsmarted me yet again - his cock is too thick and delicious! There's really no stopping him from taking any of his busty babes any way he wants!"

There was a not-so-subtle hint there for him to be aggressive about pushing through more boundaries, but it went over his head, as so many of her others had.

Amy replied while licking the other side, "Well, I like it! I love it, actually! Sharing is totally fun! Aunt Susan, I know this sounds funny, but it makes me feel closer to you."

Susan sighed, because she felt the same way, and she could feel her resolve to enforce her 'no sharing' rule slipping away. As she lapped on her side of Alan's sweet spot, with Amy's tongue less than an inch away, she thought, Tiger wins again! How can I resist this?! It's like a cocksucker's dream come true! I don't have two tongues, obviously, but if Amy and I work on him together, it's kind of like I do. Tiger is getting twice as much pleasure!

As Susan was thinking this, the tip of her tongue touched the tip of Amy's, right over the center of Alan's sweet spot. That gave her goose bumps and tingles all over. Oh my goodness! What was that?! I thought cocksucking couldn't be any more fun to do, but apparently I was wrong!

Susan and Amy licked his sweet spot together for about a minute, with their tongues frequently brushing against each other, before Susan finally replied to Amy's comment. "I know what you mean. I might as well get used to it, since I'm sure I'll be doing it a lot more of it from now on. Oh, I just remembered something. Be a dear, Amy, and play with his balls the way I showed you. A good cocksucker never forgets the balls."

"M'kay!"

Alan thought, Sweetness! It's finally happening! This is major! This is HUGE! And it feels so damn good! Sure, I've enjoyed double blowjobs with the school crowd, but to be able to do it at HOME! WOW! Between Mom, Sis, Aunt Suzy, and Aims, the possible combos blow my mind! And they blow my cock! He chuckled silently.

But seriously, this IS huge! Not only the awesome joy of double blowjobs, but that's just the foot in the door for even MORE! In a way, Mom was right to try to put her foot down on this, because it IS the slippery slope. But we've totally slid down that slope now, just like their tongues are slipping and sliding all over my shaft!

DAMN, this feels GREAT!

Before long, all notions of training were forgotten. Even further attempts at conversation eventually came to an end, as words merely got in the way of the two busty women's total devotion to pleasuring his thick pole.

Susan generally licked one side and Amy the other, but periodically they would bump their heads together or their tongues would find each other. Meanwhile their hands stayed quite active on his shaft and balls.

They would also French kiss each other from time to time. However, their kisses didn't go on too long because that would have left Alan momentarily neglected, and nothing was more important to either of them at the moment than pleasuring Alan and keeping waves of joy flowing through his body. Periodically they switched to taking turns sucking him in all the way, using long bobbing lunges as far down his shaft as they could go.

Alan's whole body was humming with arousal and excitement. Fuuuuuck, man! I can't believe this! This is the BOMB! Mom has always been adamantly against sharing, and now she's licking with Amy just as happy as you please. This is huge! I can easily see a day where this will happen all the time. And it feels so fucking GREAT! What could possibly feel better than one of Mom's blowjobs, but this literally feels more than twice as good!

Both Amy and Susan were very vocal.

As usual, Susan liked to say "mmmm," varying in intensity from one moment to another. But she was having a great time, so there were a lot of emphatic "MMMM!" sounds coming from her.

Amy also hummed and "mmmm"-ed, but she liked to let out little squeals and shrieks when something particularly delighted her (which was often).

Amy repeatedly tried out all the things she'd learned. At one point, she exclaimed, "Cocksucking is fun! This is super neato!" Though she didn't put it into words, she was feeling as much arousal as Alan and Susan were, which was quite a lot indeed.

Susan briefly paused in her licking to warn, like some kind of sexual training guru, "You like it now. Sure, it's a fun novelty. But do you think you can handle doing it every day, day after day? Even several times a day? Do you have what it takes - the tongue, the jaws, the lips - to be his official girlfriend?" She took her cocksucking extremely seriously.

Amy replied, "Sure. At least, I think so. For one thing, it's so yummy! Even this pre-cum stuff. And licking makes me all tingly down below. But if I get tired sometimes, that's just more cock for you, right?"

"Hmmm. Good point." Susan smiled mischievously. "Don't knock yourself out too much, then," she half-joked, before resuming her happy slurping.

Susan made sure that Alan's balls were being fondled by at least one of them at all times. She'd explained to Amy that a cocksucker always keeps her hands busy, if not on Alan, then on her own body.

Amy seemed to have a special knack for stimulating his anus. (Her near daily practice on Katherine's ass certainly hadn't hurt.) It seemed like his prostate got massaged quite a lot. That, which pretty much doubled his arousal, even though that was already off the charts.

Their joint attack was all so pleasurable that it nearly drove him insensible. He hoped and prayed this would just be the first of many such dual blowjobs at the Plummer home. Thinking about the future possibilities and combinations nearly made him cum from that alone.

Before too long, he was **** to cry out, "Mercy! Have mercy! Please! Need a break! Total ... no touching! Uh! None!"

Chapter 13

Susan and Amy let go of his shaft at the same time, and sat back. They giggled at how insanely aroused they'd made him. They high-fived, then shared another French kiss. While their kiss went on for a good minute or more, they eagerly rubbed their big racks together.

Unfortunately, Alan didn't get to enjoy that arousing sight, because he had his eyes tightly shut. He was trying to block out any sensory stimulation until he could get his ragged breathing under control.

But he could tell what they were doing, because after the kiss, Susan said, "Amy, I must confess, I really love that."

"The kissing? Me too! It's like double super-duper kissarific!"

Susan grinned. "It is, but I was actually referring to our tit rubbing. Your mom set me straight on a lot of things today, like kissing between women, and tit rubbing. We practiced both of those things a lot."

"Cool beans!"

"Yes, and we could do it a lot more right now, if Tiger would only open his eyes. Hint, hint." Susan bent over and made one long lick from the base of Alan's boner to its very tip. She dragged her nipples against his thighs while doing that.

He just moaned his disapproval. "Mom, please! No! I'm so close! If you so much as breathe on it, I'm gonna explode! That's why I can't open my eyes either."

In fact, Susan had just been inhaling a deep breath to blow right across his sweet spot, but she exhaled a safe distance from his crotch instead. "Oh, poo! You're no fun."

While still trying to maintain his sensory deprivation, he asked, "Do you have ANY IDEA just how incredibly arousing what you're doing to me is?! Nothing compares! Especially with that prostate massage stuff. Jesus H. Christ! I know this sounds weird, but it feels as good as if I have TWO dicks that are totally maxing out on pleasure at the same time!"

Susan and Amy high-fived each other once again.

But Susan chided him, "Son, don't take the Lord's name in vain. That's still a sin, even if you have ten tongues slathering their way all over your magnificent cock-meat."

"Sorry, Mom." He thought her complaint was beyond weird, but he wisely didn't complain about it.

Amy said to Susan excitedly, "Hey, Aunt Susan. Come on, be honest. You have to admit that a double cocksuck is totally awesome! Right? I mean, what's not to love about it?"

Susan replied with obvious lusty enthusiasm, "Well, to be honest, it is pretty great!" She was having a hard time remembering why she'd ever been opposed to the idea.

"Woo-hoo!" Amy high-fived her again. Then they shared another open-mouthed kiss.

Alan finally opened his eyes, wanting to enjoy their enthusiasm.

Susan was trying to keep a deadpan expression, but she couldn't help but break into a wide smile. "It's like watching your friend eat your favorite food for the first time, and seeing them enjoy it so much. Plus, I have to admit that we suck him off much better working as a pair, and that's the main point."

"Totally!" Amy agreed.

Susan's voice grew more emotional and husky. "Our goal is to serve and drain him of all that nasty sperm build up. Always! Nothing's more important than keeping his cock thoroughly and constantly stimulated, and a happy cock is a well-drained cock! It's such fun to see him moan in ecstasy like this. I feel so much pleasure and pride seeing my son have a great orgasm that I just don't know what! Oooh, it's so good!"

Amy raised her hand to high-five Susan again, but then she noticed that Alan's eyes were open. She said, "Look! He's watching us. Let's wow him with another kiss and tit rub!"

Susan giggled with pure glee as she repositioned herself to do just that.

Alan was tempted to close his eyes again, but he couldn't resist watching the sexy sight. As they pressed their bodies and lips together, he groaned. "Oh man! You two are gonna be the **** of me! If you think my dick is ever gonna calm down enough for this break to end, think again."

Even so, a couple of minutes later he let them again attack his crotch.

Before they got started, Amy asked Susan, "What about titfucking? I've done that to him a couple of times recently."

"Oh really?" Susan responded with approval. "Good for you!" She leaned in and licked her son's cock from base to tip and back again, as kind of a way to refamiliarize herself with it.

"Yeah, well, but still, I'm pretty darn new to it. Maybe you could show me some tips about that too?"

Susan held Alan's cock towards Amy, inviting her to do the same.

Amy licked it from base to tip and back again, similar to what Susan had just done. When she finished, she exclaimed, "Cool beans!" Then she started licking freestyle on and around his sweet spot. That preoccupation distracted her as she asked, "So what do you, uh ... think of, um, my titfucking idea?"

Susan was already busy licking too. "Good. Very good." Another slurpy minute passed before she added while she licked, "But, uh, right now I'm really enjoying this sharing, and once I get started, it's hard to stop. Titfucking ... harder to share. Maybe later..."

They took turns bobbing for a while. Amy would hold and stroke Alan's dick while Susan bobbed on it a few times, then Susan would hold and stroke it while Amy bobbed on it a roughly equal number of times.

Amy was her usual enthusiastic self. She seemed completely unfazed about sharing Alan's cock with his mother, and was particularly generous about sharing access to the best parts. In fact, she often ended up sucking on his balls while letting Susan bob on his cockhead; she was grateful for Susan's sharing him on a Tuesday.

Alan was ecstatic about absolutely everything they did to him, and the longer they continued the better it got. Now that another of Mom's barriers is broken, I wanna have more of this tag-teaming all the time! This is so cool! And with this I can please two women at once, instead of having to choose to be with one or the other. It's getting hard to keep everyone satisfied. This dual blowjob setup is so good it's almost criminal! It's almost TOO good. I could seriously lose my mind if I get pleasured like this every day. I really mean it!

He marveled at the length of time his dick had been tongued that day, and the number of different tongues that had done that. Cumming so much in recent hours had given him great endurance by this time. But he was also weary, so his penis was increasingly ready to fade.

Between four busy hands, two tongues and two sets of lips, his self-restraint could only last so long. The urge to cum welled up within him, and he decided not to fight it by requesting another strategic break.

He decided to shoot into his mother's mouth, to further make clear Amy's position in things. He called out, "I'm ready to shoot off another cum load. Mom, suck my dick while my official girlfriend sucks my balls!"

That's exactly what happened when he started to shoot his cum. Amy was delighted to be called his "official girlfriend"; if anything, she seemed even more ecstatic than Susan. She teased, sucked, and pulled on his balls as if her life depended on making her boyfriend feel great.

But while Alan's climax felt amazing, very little cum emerged when he started to shoot.

Ironically, Susan actually felt happy about that. She remembered her new motto: "A happy cock is a well-drained cock." To her, Alan could do no wrong. If he shot a big load, then she luxuriated in tasting and swallowing all his yummy cum. If he shot a small load, then that was proof that she was keeping his balls well-drained, leaving her filled with pride and satisfaction at a job well done.

Even though every last drop ended up in Susan's mouth, making it impossible for Amy to see how big the load was, Alan knew, and he felt bad about it. He took a minute to explain his small load to Amy. "I only shot a few ropes there. That isn't very common, but after a busy day with lots of action like today, sometimes my dick just runs out of cum. That's a sign that it's time to stop."

She replied, partly confused, "M'kay. So we suck you off all day until you run out of cum. Then we stop. Right?"

"Not exactly. I'll explain it better later." He noticed out of the corner of his eye that Susan was nodding her head, eagerly agreeing with Amy's suggestion. Meanwhile Susan was busy "cleaning" his penis and balls, a duty that had become an integral part of her cocksucking experience.

Then Alan told Amy, "Thanks so much for making me feel so good. You were great! Did you like sharing my dick with my mom? I hope you did 'cos you're going to be doing a lot more of that soon." That was an unusually aggressive comment, but he was a little full of himself after such an incredible experience.

Amy merely replied, "'M'kay! That was fun! I really do like sharing!" Turning happily to Susan, she added, "We make a pretty good team, Aunt Susan!"

The limber girl hopped over Alan's legs and tackled his mother. She started kissing her again.

Susan relaxed and returned Amy's affectionate kisses. They shared what was left of Alan's cum through a French kiss. Amy always seemed as guileless and friendly as an eager puppy dog, so Susan responded very positively to her happy innocence.

As their kiss went on, Susan thought, I'm so bad. So shameless! But the truth is, we DO make a good team! I can't get over what a thrill it is to share Tiger's cock with one of his other lovers. Amy is so giving that it's just natural to share with her.

When the two beauties reached a pause, Alan asked his mother, "How about you, Mom? How did you like that sharing? I hope you did, because I expect you to do much more of that from now on. Don't be changing this boundary rule again, okay? I want to see you sharing my cock with Sis, and with Aunt Suzy too." Again he was unusually aggressive in giving her orders, but he really wanted to make sure she wouldn't backslide on this one.

Susan's pussy tingled at Alan's command and at the way he'd assumed she would obey. She loved it when he acted in such a dominant and controlling manner. "Of course, Son. Sign me up for any cocksucking duty. I'm helpless to resist how you use my body and my mouth as long as it isn't ... you know. Though your mommy isn't ever allowed to get fucked by you, she's going to more than make up for it in the cocksucking department, even if that means sharing your big fat boner a lot. I'm sure a real man like you needs more than one tongue sometimes. It's only right."

Susan's pussy responded to the idea of being "****" to share. It tingled even more at Amy's easy acceptance of those ideas and at Amy's general malleability. I know it's kind of a naughty thought, but I could really enjoy playing with Amy's body some more. No wonder Tiger wants her as his girlfriend. She's got very Alan-worthy tits, and has such a lovely bubble butt. I wouldn't even mind licking down there, between her legs. I'd like to get to know that butt a little better. Her cunt has a nice aroma too...

Oh dear! I really am becoming bisexual, aren't I? I'll have to talk this over with Suzanne. She'll set me straight. She always knows just how to handle things. Maybe if I fondle Suzanne's body a lot, then I won't desire Amy's ... No, that's no better! These are just the kind of thoughts I have when my mind is all fogged up with sex, like it is now. Tomorrow I'll come to my senses. I've been in some kind of sexual wonderland just about the entire day long! It must be because it's Tuesday. Tomorrow we'll all have to do better and be more responsible.

Even though Susan had had a sexually exhausting day, she knew she'd still end up masturbating repeatedly throughout the night, reliving the day's experiences and dreaming of new ones. Then tomorrow she'd talk to Suzanne about everything once the kids had gone to school, when she'd relive all of it all over again.

Alan kissed Amy and Susan goodnight and went to bed, without even bothering to do such routine things as brushing his teeth. He was that wiped out.

Susan kissed him goodnight and tucked him in, but in a completely non-sexual, normal way. She felt that his nightly "tuck and kiss" had become one of her most important motherly duties, whether performed sexually or not.

Just before dozing off, it occurred to Alan, I've cum ... a lot! Let's see... He quickly mentally reviewed the day. It started in the morning with Mom and Sis. I came into Mom's mouth, and then I did it again after she shared that super-sexy kiss with Sis. Sweet! Then I came twice at school, once with Heather and once with Joy. Then twice in the afternoon, again with Mom and Sis. Then, in the evening, it was once with Mom, once with Sis - and cumming onto Mom! - and finally once with Mom AND Amy. Double-blowjob! Sweet!

Let's see ... That's nine orgasms in one day. Nine! That's unbelievably many. Yet, amazingly, it feels like even more. Maybe double that, at least. There was so much stimulation and so many close calls, but I was pretty careful in limiting my actual number of orgasms. Yet, even so ... NINE!

I'm gonna have to do more of that to have any chance of surviving the repeated attacks of this naked Amazon army. It was only this morning when Mom was **** about kissing Sis, and now she's kissing and sucking everything that moves! I can't wait until tomorrow, especially tomorrow evening's card game with Brenda.

Today seems like an important turning point. By making Aims my official girlfriend, I seem to have seized the upper hand somehow. Suddenly ALL FOUR of these women are much more deferential. I'm not just reacting; I'm taking charge about things for once. For some strange reason that seems to turn them all on, making them even more eager to please me.

I just hope Mom doesn't go all moral again tomorrow. After a day like today she's bound to have at least some qualms, like a drunk waking up with a painful hangover after an all-out binge. By all rights, I should take a week off to recover from a day like today, especially with it coming on the heels of everything that happened yesterday. But I'm going to have to get Mom sucking cock first thing tomorrow morning and keep her that way, or otherwise she'll probably go seriously prudish on me.

He fell into a deep sleep right away without taking time to think any further about his incredible luck at having such a willing and sharing "girlfriend." He was treating his incredible, continuing good fortune as his natural right, so it was all too easy to take Amy for granted, particularly since she was so continually happy and easy going.

Mere weeks ago he'd never even kissed a girl, but that world was almost inconceivable to him now. He also didn't take time to ponder his growing concerns, such as his sister's sex-**** fetish or his feeling that all these activities were distorting and corrupting his personality.

Neither Susan nor Alan realized, then or later, that she had failed to "check his penis for abnormalities" even once that day, which was the supposed whole point of her need to give him "special attention" on Tuesdays.

However, it hardly mattered, since excuses like abnormality checks were no longer necessary. Susan knew every inch of Alan's penis so very intimately by this point that there was no need to make a special check, even if it had really served a valid purpose. She was content in her role as her son's cocksucker, even if she was just one of many.

But deep down she wanted to do more with him. That night she had another dream where Alan fucked her silly. It seemed incredibly real, but when she woke she was crushed to discover that her pussy was still achingly empty of his hot, throbbing boner.

Katherine eventually went to bed, leaving Suzanne all alone downstairs.

Suzanne was dressed in a robe, because she planned to take a shower to get rid of all the sex smells before returning home. (She'd been **** to do that a lot lately.) But first she just sat on the sofa and ruminated about the latest developments. She was very uncertain.

I just don't understand. What happened today - was that good or bad? Technically it's good: the complete free-for-all Plummer family orgy I've been dreaming about is almost here. Things become looser and more sexual here daily. Certainly this was a big, big day for Susan's progress, and that's been the main road block to total sexual freedom for us all.

She let out a heavy sigh.

But what am I going to do about Amy? She's my Achilles heel. I don't know what to do with her. I can't tell her to stop, but I don't want her to go any further. There has to be a way to turn this to my advantage, but I can't see it yet. And I couldn't oppose the idea of her being his girlfriend because it just makes too much sense, for him AND for her.

The problem is, I'm not in complete control here. Sweetie really took charge today with this Amy idea. That surprised me. I always forget to factor her into my sexual plans, and that's my main failing. I should have seen this coming! I have to get back on track and regain control of the speed and direction that things are going. I can't let my overwhelming urge to fuck my lover boy fog my brain so much. Starting tomorrow, I'll have to develop some new schemes, especially to solve this whole Amy problem.

And what am I going to do about Angel and Susan? They're so enthusiastic that they're starting to make me seem like the prudish one! Susan especially. She's become the cocksucking queen. Even though my technique is still better, no one can beat her enthusiasm. She's channeling all her repressed desires to get fucked into becoming a superhuman non-stop cocksucking machine! And both of them have the forbidden fruit of taboo relationships going for them. I can't compete with that.

I've gotta figure out how to jump ahead of them somehow, so I can be my Sweetie's favorite and the number one woman in what's becoming a new family of sorts. This is going to be tough!