6 Times a Day

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Alan was able to simply laze around in his room for a whole hour. He was happy to just surf the Internet and answer e-mails from friends for a while. He figured he could do that for most of the rest of the afternoon.

Little did he realize, but he wasn't going to get much more relaxing done, because Suzanne had plans for him.

Suzanne thought as she walked a short stretch of sidewalk from her house to the Plummer house, I can't wipe the smile off my face. What happened with Brenda today was absolutely fantastic. And not just for Brenda and Sweetie; all of us are going to benefit in a big way, thanks to the mention of the Coolidge Effect. What I love is that, at least if what I found on the Internet is right, it's a real thing!

Soon, Susan and I will be sharing Sweetie's cock like nothing could be more natural. We'll be sucking him off together on a daily basis! And not just that. So many fun combinations to look forward to. Orgy city, here we come!

The only thing that would have been better was if he could have held out longer, or gotten erect again. Then we could have passed his cock around some more. I especially would have loved to share it with Susan, or the three of us busty mommies at once. But, to be honest, it would have been inhuman to expect him to last any longer. In fact, it's a miracle he held on as long as he did. He continues to exceed my expectations.

Now that Susan's boundaries are crumbling apart, it's high time I get seriously fucked! YES! I may have gone too far with the sabotage of the scoutmaster's van, but the fact is, what's done is done, and there's no turning back. Everything is in place for me to finally fuck my Sweetie, and come hell or high water, I'm going to do it today!

Not only that, but there's no doubt in my mind that I deserve it. I'm damn proud of myself for engineering the whole faux psychologist thing. I put in a lot of hard work and staved off the potential disaster of Susan causing trouble with a real psychologist. And what happened with Brenda today is another well-deserved victory. I think I deserve a great, big reward. Practically everyone else has fucked him already. He and Amy may do it tonight, and I'll be damned if I let my daughter fuck him before I do!

The only question is how to arrange the secrecy. Even though Susan has reached the point of no return, in large part thanks to Xania's "counseling" at my behest, it still would be better if she doesn't know what I'm doing with my Sweetie, especially if I'm going to try to keep them apart a little bit longer. Well, keep his dick out of her pussy, I mean. There's no choice but to do it somewhere else.

Suzanne went to Alan's room around 2:30 p.m. She was wearing rather conservative clothing, since she expected to leave the house in a few minutes.

She asked Alan as he typed on his computer, "Sweetie, I'm planning on buying a new computer. I don't know much about computers, and you know so much more. Would you like to help me go shop for one this afternoon?"

"Well, I was going to take a nap in a little while." He was so focused on the screen that he only glanced quickly at her to see what she was wearing. Since it wasn't revealing, his attention went back to the screen.

"Another nap?! Come on. Sweetie, according to your mother, you've slept a good sixteen hours since you were in L.A. yesterday afternoon. That's not even counting the half hour or so you dozed outside after Brenda left. I could really use your help."

There was no denying he was feeling pretty good after that much sleep. "I guess you're right. I'm not doing a whole lot anyways. Just let me finish this thing I'm working on."

"Okay. Thanks. By the way, as a completely unrelated aside, how is your penis doing? Is it fully recovered yet?"

"Thanks for asking. It's much better than yesterday. I'd just about reached the end of the line, but today, to be honest, I feel like I'm almost at 100 percent, dick and otherwise. What happened with you and Brenda and Mom earlier was ridiculously awesome, but surprisingly, my dick seems no worse for wear."

Suddenly, the way she emphasized "completely unrelated aside" hit home with him. He turned and made eye contact. "Waaaiiit a minute. You're not planning on me and you..."

She grinned wickedly. "Hey, who says we have to limit ourselves to strictly buying a computer? Are you game for something new?" She wasn't too discreet because no one else was within hearing distance.

"You know I always am when it comes to you," he said.

She gave him a loving smile. "I hope you are, 'cos I've got a very special surprise for you today."

That sounded very good to him. He figured, As long as I'm gonna have a little more sexual fun today, what would be better than trying something new with Aunt Suzy? God, she's so hot! What am I doing wasting my time dorking around on the computer when she's in the house? Christ, I could spend all day just looking at her! He quickly readied himself to leave.

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Suzanne drove, and took the two of them clear out of Orange County, towards Los Angeles. She explained that there was a used computer for sale she wanted to check out first.

She glanced over at him with a smirky grin. "Soooo... how does it feel to be the cock of the walk, you studly kid, you?"

"Are you referring to what happened today with you, Brenda, and Mom?"

"Um, hello? Of course! Wasn't that a blast? And I do mean that literally. When you blasted your cum all over Brenda's face and mine, I came so hard I think I almost squirted. Almost. I've never done that yet, but maybe next time." She chuckled.

He slumped in his seat and frowned. "Oh man! Don't even talk about that. Please!"

She glanced at him again, but with concern this time. "Why? What's wrong? You didn't enjoy all that?"

"Are you kidding? It was beyond the beyond. But if you say one more word about it, I'm gonna get a serious boner. It's just too damn arousing to even think about. And my dick could really, really use the rest, especially if we're just driving in the car."

"Okay. Gotcha. Still, you have to admit it was a pretty amazing development. Have you noticed how hot Brenda is for you? And what a stunner she is! Did you take a good look at her body today?"

He growled in frustration, "Believe me, I saw her body, with her face splattered with my cum like some kind of Jackson Pollack painting, no less! Yes, I'm more excited that you can imagine, but please don't talk about that kind of thing right now."

"Sorry. I guess I'm sounding a bit like your mom, but I get excited too, you know. I'm patting myself on the back for bringing Brenda into our lives. But anyway, let's talk about, oh, I dunno. Music. That's safe, right?"

He nodded. "Thanks. And sorry if I'm sounding grouchy, but the only way I can deal with something that intense is to put it out of my mind for a little while."

She nodded too, while keeping an eye on the road. "Music it is then. Although, I just have to say I can't wait to see the pictures Susan took."

"UGH!" He moaned in distress. Already, his penis was threatening to revive. He had to force himself not to visualize the pictures.

"Okay, so which is better, house or techno?"

He whined, "SuzzaaaAAAaaane!" He knew she knew he disliked both types of music, since he was mostly a classic rock kind of guy.

"Sorry. How 'bout this, then. Who's the better songwriter, John Lennon or Paul McCartney?"

"Now, THAT is a good question." He sat up in his seat, eager to expound on his answer.

From that point on, Suzanne kept the conversation on music and other safe topics, being very careful to avoid anything sexual. She wanted him and his penis well rested for what was about to happen.

As they got near her destination, Alan asked, "Aunt Suzy, I've been meaning to bring something up. You've all but promised that we could go all the way, like, days ago. Yet we still haven't. Why is that? I think it's time."

She replied, "The reason we haven't is because of the secrecy problem. Once we start I'm going to want to do it every day, and how could we do that without getting caught? It's not like you and I could sneak off to a hotel whenever we'd want to fuck. Not only that, but we'd have to go to a far-off hotel to make sure no one would recognize us. If we truly wanted to fuck for hours on end, we'd have to go to some anonymous hotel near a busy highway. Some place like, oh, I don't know... this hotel right here!"

Suzanne was really delighted with herself, because she'd managed to drag out her answer to time her last sentence perfectly with their arrival in the parking lot of a Motel 6. She couldn't help but giggle with glee.

It took a few seconds for everything to fully dawn on him. "Hey! THIS is just that kind of hotel! ... HEY!"

Suzanne laughed out loud. "You're so cute when you're naïve," she said, bursting with pleasure. "The fact is, I don't have any computer to buy, so we have all afternoon to fuck like bunnies. Are you okay with that?"

"Oh... Wow..." he said as realization slowly dawned on him. "We're finally going to fuck?! You and me?!" His erection was suddenly painful, threatening to rip a hole in his shorts.

"Yes. Even with the secrecy problem, I just can't hold back anymore. You just sit here while I check in. Sorry to ruin your plans for a sexually mellow weekend, ha-ha!" Suzanne crowed. She kissed him on the cheek and then rushed off to check in to the hotel.

Within minutes, Alan and Suzanne were running hand in hand to their allotted hotel room. They wasted no time on foreplay. Alan didn't need to put on a condom since Suzanne had had her tubes tied. She'd had two children and didn't want any more. Even though they both knew that already, she panted excitedly, "I want you to do me bareback! Fill me with your sweet cum!"

"I will! I will!" he replied even more excitedly.

Alan closed the door as Suzanne whipped off her skirt. She didn't have the patience to unbutton her blouse, but just ripped it open. As usual when she was around her "Sweetie," she was unhindered by underwear.

He still had his T-shirt on, but he didn't care. He came up behind her and pushed her face down onto the bed - he wanted to fuck her doggy style, for starters, so he could get deep penetration. He positioned his cockhead just a little bit into Suzanne's pussy lips. His heart was pounding wildly as he said, "Before we do this, Aunt Suzy, I just want you to know how much I love you."

"Oh, Sweetie! I love you too. So much! Now show me your love by making love. Fuck me!" She spread her legs as wide as she could and urgently yelled, "Hurry up and push it in!" Her heart was wildly pounding too.

Alan loved the sight of Suzanne with her legs spread, topped by her ivory white bubble butt. He took a mental picture to remember this pivotal moment forever. This is it! Those other chances didn't really count, but there's nothing stopping us now! ... It's so unbelievable that it's about to really happen. My heart's pounding so hard, I think I'm gonna pass out! I need to calm down so I can do a good job and at least try to live up to my overblown reputation.

He slowly rode his erection down into Suzanne. Inch by inch it went in until he was in as deep as he could go. "I'm in! I'm in! FUCK!"

She laughed. "I know! Believe me, I know! Oh, Sweetie! It's like a dream come true!"

"You're telling me?! Good God! This feels... Jesus H. Christ! What the fuck was that?!"

Since he was impaled all the way in but not moving yet, she took advantage of the moment to wow him with one of her special pussy squeezing moves. She considered herself sexually talented in all ways, but the two things that she felt stood out the most were what she could do with her extra-long tongue and what she could do with her pussy.

She squeezed him again.

"Holy crap! How do you do that?! Don't make me cum already, please!"

She snickered with glee, happy to be pleasantly surprising him.

He grasped her ass tightly. "Please don't! I really, really want to be good for you, but you're gonna make me cum in, like, three seconds!"

She was touched that he was trying so hard for her, and she relented. She said teasingly, "Well, if you can't take that little squeeze of mine, start thrusting already!"

He got the message. He pulled back until his cockhead was nearly out, and then pushed all the way back in. "Yes!" he cried. "I'm fucking you, Aunt Suzy! For real! It feels soooo good!" He wiped his brow because he was sweating already, more from excitement than actual exertion.

"Do it!" she yelled. "Give it to me! Don't mess around - give me a fast fuck!"

He pumped in and out, over and over. "Oh Jesus! Jesus! Aunt Suzy!"

"Sweetie!"

"Aunt Suzy!"

"Sweetie!" It was corny, but they were desperately crying each other's names with as much passion as they could possibly muster.

The two went at it like dogs in heat, thrusting and grinding. Even though the hotel room was air-conditioned and quite cool, within minutes they were sweating like they'd run a marathon. Before long, they took off the last of their clothes because they were so uncomfortably hot.

"I've wanted this for so long!" he panted as he continued drilling her.

She cried out, "You're fucking telling me?! I've been dying! Dying to do this for ever! Now that you've started, you've got to give it to me every day!"

The pace built up relentlessly. Alan was so excited that he couldn't manage his usual PC muscle control and pausing techniques for long. He just wanted to fill Suzanne's vagina to the brim with his cum. He yelled back, "I will! I'll give it to you! It's coming right now! I can't hold it - I'm gonna cum now! Get ready!"

He felt the head of his penis expand with intense pleasure somewhere deep inside Suzanne. They both yelled at the top of their lungs. The explosion of his semen coated the walls of her vagina until he felt completely drained not only of all his cum but also all of his life force.

The fuck was over in less than five minutes, but it had been a really great five minutes that both of them would remember for the rest of their lives.