6 Times a Day

Little did Alan realize it, but his plan to get a lot of homework done that evening was doomed to failure. Certain plans were already in motion.

When he left to go play video games with his friend, he left a very disappointed Susan behind. Katherine figured he would be gone all afternoon, so she took off for the beach, leaving Susan all alone.

At first, Susan had been rescued by Suzanne, when they'd talked and shared erotic stories in the nude. But Suzanne also had to leave all too soon.

Susan milled about the house trying to do some chores, but the more time that passed without Alan showing up, the more anxious she got. She worried intensely about his "blue balls," and she fretted about her inability to help. The sound of the clock ticking in the kitchen rang loudly in her ears.

Brenda had called in the morning, wanting to get together to share more Alan-centric stories and fantasies, as well as see the photos taken from her first blowjob of Alan taken the day before. Susan checked her phone messages after Alan left, and called Brenda back, but Brenda was relatively busy and couldn't speak long. So Susan made tentative plans to meet Brenda the following day instead.

Amy had stopped by a few times, looking for Alan. She'd missed him during his nap and then again just after he left to go to his friend's house. The next time she came by, she saw that Susan needed cheering up, so she stayed to help with that. Amy was her usual, unflappably cheery self.

But rather than being cheered up, Susan ended up bringing Amy down, because Amy also greatly missed Alan after finally having made love to him the night before. Susan talked at length about missing him, but that only saddened Amy.

But what really disappointed both of them the most was when Alan came home and then left again with Suzanne before either Susan or Amy even had a chance to say hello. (Amy had briefly seen them on the front lawn through a window, or they might not have even known that he'd made it home at all.)

When Susan found out that Alan had come and gone, she looked like she wanted to cry.

So Amy suggested, "Let's not just sit here and be all mopey. Let's do something fun! Let's go somewhere!"

Susan brightened a bit. "You could talk me into that. I've hardly been leaving the house lately, and I do need to do something to get Tiger's terrible blue balls off my mind. But where could we go?"

"I know!" Amy said brightly. "Why don't we go to that store Mom and Kat went to with all the sexy stuff? I'm still majorly bummed Mom didn't buy anything for me last time, and I have some money saved up."

Susan was both excited and frightened by that prospect. "I don't know. I'd love to get some more clothing to look good for Tiger, but I'm a bit of a scaredy cat out in public."

"That's why we should go together!" Amy answered. "I'm scared to go into a place like that too, so going together would be good for both of us. Too bad Katherine's not here, or we could make a team... Hey, what if we invite Brenda to go too? With her around, that could take the attention off of us."

There was no doubt about that - Brenda's tits were always the center of attention and could even draw eyes away from the likes of Susan.

Amy continued, "And gosh! I have another idea! We could surprise everyone with another fashion show this evening! The three of us could get some clothes for my mom and Kat too, and make everyone really happy!"

Amy's enthusiasm was infectious, but Susan was still doubtful. "I don't know. The fashion show might be going too far. We promised to take it easy on Tiger today."

She suddenly remembered the 'no penis touching' punishment she and Katherine still shared. Uh oh! I'd forgotten all about that. As if things couldn't get any worse - even if he does come home, I won't be able to love him with my tongue and lips. I just hope Suzanne is taking good care of him, or I'm going to be VERY upset with her!

Susan mulled over Amy's suggestion. "I have issues with Brenda and her oversized tits. We made an agreement that she should only see Tiger a couple of times a week, and she just saw him yesterday."

Amy was amused. "She did more than see him. I'll bet she still has the taste of his sperm in her mouth!" She giggled.

Susan grinned at that. Then she continued her rumination. "However, she's becoming a good friend too. I had a great time with her last night. However, I called her earlier, and she was busy with something."

"Yeah, but that was then and this is now. I'm SURE that if you tell her what the plan is, she'll drop whatever she's doing to join us!"

Susan pondered that. "Hmmm. Probably true. I suppose we could give her a call..."

"Sure!" Amy bubbled. "It'll be totally cool! We totally gotta do it!"

— — —

Brenda absolutely insisted on stopping by the Plummer house in order to look over the photos taken of the very first blowjob she gave Alan the day before. She got about as horny as she could possibly get looking over the photos with Susan and Amy. (Even though they'd seen them already, they had fun looking at them again and especially getting to see Brenda's reaction to them.)

Not too surprisingly, Brenda got so worked up that she had to strip naked and masturbate herself to a big climax. (Of course, she didn't have to get naked first, but it felt better that way, both increasing her embarrassment in front of the other two and reminding her of her nudity when the pictures were taken.)

Although only Brenda mastrubated, all three women got extremely worked up, especially due to the pictures of Alan shooting his cum on the faces of both Brenda and Suzanne. Their arousal fully energized them to have fun together and helped push down the shyness and fear that otherwise would have dominated their feelings while being out in public.

A short time later, Susan, Amy, and Brenda found themselves at Stephanie's, the lingerie and sex shop that Suzanne and Katherine had recently visited.

The employee Ginger, who helped Suzanne and Katherine with much more than their purchases, happened not to be working there that day.

Susan in particular barely had the guts to even go into the store - the idea of even flirting in such a public place was completely beyond the pale for her. But, with frequent encouragement from Brenda and Amy, she managed to buy quite a lot of sexy, revealing clothes.

Brenda was ecstatic at the selection of clothes, and seemed keen on buying the whole store. In truth, she was giddy just from being invited.

At one point, Brenda called Amy into her dressing room. "Amy, could you come here for a sec?"

"M'kay." Amy walked in and closed the curtains behind her, because Brenda was wearing nothing but an erotic apron. It covered her nipples and crotch, but not much else. It left nearly all of her backside bare, including her bubble butt.

Brenda looked uncertainly at Amy. "Um, I'm thinking of getting this. What do you think? Would Susan be mad at me?"

"Mad? Why?"

"Well, the thing is, I really want to wear this because Susan's told me all kinds of exciting stories about how she wears nothing but an erotic apron in the morning, and then lots of fun things happen."

Amy giggled. "I've heard about that. By fun things, I think you mean that Alan gets so aroused that before long Susan's mouth is stuffed to the brim with his fat thingy. And then she sucks and sucks, and slurps and slurps, and strokes and strokes, for, like, EVER, until she finally gets rewarded with a face full of creamy cum!"

Brenda blushed a little. "Yeah. Exactly. The thing is, I don't want to step on her toes, if she considers that kind of her thing. She's been so great to me. And is it sexy enough?"

Amy replied, "It's definitely something to get Alan's thingy long and stiff, but you might want to wait, 'cos of that whole stepping-on-toes thing. But hold on. I've got something that would look killer on you." She walked away, but soon came back with an extremely skimpy red bikini. She held it up and said, "Just think: going to the beach with Alan wearing this!"

Brenda blushed even more. "Going to the... beach?! In public?! With that?!"

"Sure thing. Why not?"

"It's just... it's so revealing! Especially with my nipples. And you'd pretty much need to be shaved down below to even think... My God!"

Amy said, "Yeah, but just think about the big stiff boner Alan's gonna get. And what better way to show that you belong to him than by walking around practically naked with your big boobies bouncing all over the place?"

Brenda stared at the bikini like it was a box full of snakes. Jesus, this is ridiculous. I HATE getting attention in public. But then again, wouldn't it be totally different if Alan were there? I need to be brave for my master! Wait, I can't get ahead of myself. He's not my master yet. I have to prove myself worthy of being one of his big-titted sex slaves, by doing things exactly like this.

She finally gulped and said, "Okay. I'll do it. This looks like it'll fit." She took the bikini from Amy. "Thanks."

"No problemo!"

Brenda's nipples suddenly stiffened as she imagined wearing the scandalous bikini in front of Alan. That suddenly made her painfully aware of the fact that her entire backside was exposed, not counting a couple of thin straps. God, this is scary. But... who cares? My inevitable humiliation is irrelevant. What matters is Alan's pleasure! Susan says constant humiliation is part of the life of a personal cocksucker anyway.

But just as Amy was about to turn and walk away, Brenda asked, "Amy, can I ask you a rather direct question?"

"M'kay! What's up?"

Brenda looked away and asked shyly, "What do you think of me?"

Amy shrugged. "You seem pretty cool."

Brenda looked back her way. "No, I mean, about everything. Please be frank. After all, here I am, this outsider, and all of a sudden I'm getting involved in your lives, like coming here today. You must feel some resentment. 'Who is this woman and why is she taking some of my time with Alan?'"

Amy considered that carefully. "Yeah, there's some of that, I must admit. You weren't part of my plan. But there's not, like, anything I can do about it in any case, since you know so much about our family."

"Aaah," Brenda said, immediately understanding Amy's indirect reference to the Plummers' incest secret.

Amy added, "Besides, you seem pretty cool, like I said. You obviously have strong feelings for Alan, and they appear pretty sincere, and that means a lot in my book. Like the bikini I just showed you. You were totally freaking out thinking about wearing that on a busy beach, but then you were all like, 'Hey, if it makes Alan happy, I'll give it a try.' So how can I not smile at that?" Sure enough, Amy smiled broadly.

Brenda smiled too. "Thanks for being understanding. By the way, what's this about not being part of your plan?"

Amy stared at her in apparent confusion. "Huh? What plan? Anyway, you should probably tread carefully for a while, since you are new to our bunch. That's why I'm thinking you shouldn't buy that today."

She nodded at the erotic apron Brenda was still wearing. "I know you and Susan are getting to be good pals, but she gets kinda funny about certain things, and that could be one of them. I know she treasures her mornings with Alan and Katherine as a special time, so I try not to interfere. Oh, and Tuesdays are another thing. Phew! Watch out for Tuesdays!"

"Thanks. Amy, you really are the best. I'm really pushing my luck here, but can I ask you if you think Katherine feels more or less the same about me as you do? I mean, she doesn't hate me or resent me or anything like that, does she?"

Amy grinned in a friendly way. "Nah. She's like me in that. My mom kind of took the lead on bringing you into our group and figuring out how you could fit, so we're trusting her to do the same on this as well."

"Oh, good. Suzanne is great, isn't she?"

"Yep! She's a great mom!" Amy flashed a big smile as she walked out of the dressing room.

Once Brenda was alone, she took the apron off and started to try on the other clothes that she'd brought into the dressing room with her. Interesting. Amy's not the sharpest knife in the drawer, and she let slip that they're all concerned that I know so much about their incest. I hope they don't feel obliged to treat me with kid gloves because of that. I don't want them to feel like I have them over a barrel. But then again, what if they wouldn't involve me in their lives so deeply if it weren't for that? Being left out in the cold at this point would break my heart!

No, I'm just going to forget I ever heard that. I'd already considered that factor; I've been trying to act as if it doesn't matter at all. I'll just keep on doing that. I really do know that Susan and I HAVE already become seriously good friends; she's not just trying to appease me. After all, we have so much in common! And how can Alan resist my ample charms? I mean, what teen boy wouldn't want a potential willing sex slave who looks the way I do? If I just keep on doing what I'm doing, everything will work out fine.

I hope!

In the end, Brenda bought the bikini, but left the erotic apron for another day. She found herself buying lots of clothing with BDSM (bondage, domination/submission, and sadomasochism) themes, in the hopes that she could symbolically show Alan just how submissive she was willing to be for him. But she bought many other items as well. Money was not an issue for her; her only real requirement was that her new purchases made her look sexy.

Amy bought far less than the other two because she had less to spend, but she was very pleased with her purchases just the same. She actually spent most of her time encouraging Susan to buy revealing items, since she knew that Susan's shyness would come to the fore in such a public place.

Brenda went back to her home when they were done shopping, while Amy stayed over at the Plummers. Brenda intended to have dinner with her son Adrian, but she hoped to return to the Plummers' house if the tentative fashion show for that evening actually materialized.

— — —

Susan cooked and ate dinner with an extra spring in her step and twinkle in her eye, which is what made Alan suspect that something was afoot.

When he met Amy at the table, he affectionately ran his hand through her hair and said, "Hey Aims, how's it going?"

Amy replied with a clueless voice and a mischievous twinkle in her eye, "Okay, but it seems I have really bad breath. Do you have any idea what to do about that?"

He thought back to their "bad breath" history and immediately became erect. He leaned over to her and whispered, "Damn you. Look at the bulge you just caused in my shorts. I think you're as evil as Heather."

She just clapped her hands and cackled with glee.

But before she or anyone else could get any ideas, he said, "I'm still in recovery mode. Sorry. Aunt Suzy took good care of me." He looked down at his spoon, because the food he had just put in his mouth was unfamiliar. "By the way, Mom, what is this?"

Susan said a bit nervously, "It's called maca porridge. I hope you like it!"

He frowned and eyed the bowl of porridge skeptically. "'Maca?' What the heck is that? I've never even heard of it."

Susan said, "It's kind of a root vegetable medicinal herb thing from South America. It's VERY hard to get, but Suzanne helped me find it. Isn't she the best?"

He tried another bite. "I hate to say this, but it's kind of yucky."

Susan fretted. "Please! Please try some more. You might not like it at first; it's kind of an acquired taste. But it's REALLY good for you."

"Oh yeah? How so?"

Susan was rather reluctant to divulge the truth, but she felt she had to give him a reason to eat the rather unappetizing dish. "If you must know, it's said to increase sperm production. Plus, it's supposed to be a natural aphrodisiac. And that's not just some hype; there are actual scientific studies backing those claims!"

Alan eyed the porridge again. "Hmmm. Well, I feel like a cow being fattened for the slaughterhouse, but the truth is, I could really use more cum and more sexual energy. So I'll try to finish it off. By the way, is this also the reason you served that weird dried goji berries thing yesterday?"

Susan blushed a bit. "Guilty as charged."

Amy asked Susan, "Hey, does this stuff boost lust in ladies too?"

"As a matter of fact, it does."

Amy brightened. "Then serve me a big bowl!"

"Me too!" Katherine said with equal vigor.

Alan chuckled and shook his head. "Dear God, please, give me strength! But wait, if you two and Mom are all eating this too-"

"And Suzanne," Susan interrupted. "She gave me a list the other day about the top ten foods to increase sperm production, and another on increasing libido in general. At first she didn't think much of the lists, but she looked up some of the foods in more detail, and now she's a big convert. People still tend to think that there's no such a thing as real aphrodisiacs, but Viagra has shown that there are. It turns out there are all kinds of natural foods and herbs that work, but people don't know about most of them because they're obscure, foreign, and expensive."

He said, rather chagrined, "Great. And Aunt Suzy is teaming up on me too. If all of you are eating this stuff and boosting your libido, and I boost mine, won't that kind of cancel out the effect?"

Katherine wagged her eyebrows. "In a way, maybe so, if you look at it as some kind of competition. But we'll all end up having even more sex with you, so that's an all-around win! Plus, the sperm count thing only affects you."

He sighed wearily. "Great. I'm going to become 'Alan, the Human Cum Firehose.' I'd better eat even more of this stuff, 'cos I'm gonna need every last bit of sexual energy just to keep up with you all." He ate another spoonful of the maca porridge.

"Yeay!" the three women all yelled with glee.