6 Times a Day

Once the others were fully absorbed in the film, she slipped away. She had some sexy clothes along in the underwear cabinet, so she stopped there, picked the up, and then changed into them using the upstairs guest room, next to Alan's room.

By the time Suzanne got to Alan's door, it had been over an hour since he started his nap. That also meant it had been an hour of looking at last night's photos and hearing highly arousing stories. Even though he was still sleeping, she was so worked up that she couldn't even hold out for a little while longer.

Besides, she knew time was running against her, since the others could notice she was gone at any time. She really didn't want to get caught, not after she'd talked the others into calming down, putting their clothes back on, and watching a movie so Alan could sleep and the do his homework in peace.

She walked into his room and admired his sleeping form or a minute or so. Look at my love resting. My Sweetie. My cutie. Awww. I'm probably gonna get in trouble for being with him tonight since that movie ruse won't last very long, but it'll be soooo worth it!

Then, locking the door behind her, she went to him and gently shook him awake.

Alan looked a bit perturbed to be woken up.

But Suzanne pointed out, "You really should get up, Sweetie. Did you know you've been napping for over an hour? If you don't wake up now, you'll sleep all night, and then you'll get your sleep schedule all messed up."

That was sound advice (luckily!), so he roused himself and sat up in bed. Seeing Suzanne dressed in a blazing formal red top exposing all of her cleavage and a leather black miniskirt, he asked, "What's up? You off to a hot night in town or something?"

"Could be. Depends if you define this room as part of 'town.'" She winked as she started to unbutton her top.

But before he could answer, a word play came to her mind. "Actually, I AM going to town. I'm going to go to town all over your fresh, young, sexy body. I'm especially going to go to town on Alan Junior. Speaking of which, how is he doing today? I hear he's been having an off day."

He thought, Yeah, right! Even if all I got to enjoy was the morning double blowjob with Mom and Sis, that would be the sexual highlight of a lifetime for most people! And let's not even talk about the S-Club meeting or what might happen before the evening is over. Some "off day!"

She reached under his sheets and had her hands wrapped around his penis before she even finished that sentence. She was pleased to see that he'd woken up with a woody. She thought, That's my sweetie. I swear to God, this boy just doesn't know the meaning of the word "flaccid." I don't even mind having to share him with so many other lovers that much, 'cos he's always 'up' for me!

But he pushed her hand away. He was still waking up and not really in the mood, even if his penis couldn't help but react to her sex bomb body.

She didn't take this well. She threw her top across the room so it landed on a chair. Then she leaned forward and began rubbing her bare tits into his chest.

But he said, "Sorry, Aunt Suzy, you know I love it, and I love you. But I really, really, REALLY have to do some homework. I haven't done a lick all day." He tried to push her away, but with the entire weight of her body over his, he wasn't successful, and she continued her exquisite body rub.

Suzanne made her voice even more sultry and gravelly than it usually was. "But Sweetie. I need it so bad. Don't you want to park your throbbing Alan Junior in my hot cunt for a while? Don't you want to feel those velvet sugar walls squeezing the entire length and breadth of your cock in the most delightful ways?"

He didn't reply. He was gritting his teeth, trying to hold to his resolve.

She purred, "You see? This is why I held off on fucking you so long, because I knew that once we started I'd never be able to stop. The others are watching a movie, so don't worry about them. I locked the door, and I promise we'll be really fast. Once you drain that giant fire hose of yours into my squeezy cunt, your mind will be so much clearer to think about your studies."

She looked up at his face and saw he wasn't falling for it. So she continued to rub her pillowy tits up and down his body, and kept on making her case. More complaining now, she said, "You KNOW you want it! Don't you? Aren't you a real man? Show me you are!"

He refused to answer.

Meanwhile, her hands playfully but insistently battled with Alan's beneath the sheets for control of his erection. She didn't push that too hard though, since she didn't want it if he really didn't want it. Susan's advice about giving Alan some space rang in her head, making her feel guilty.

Still, she pressed, "Sweetie, what do I have to do to get you to fuck me? God, I've never had to say those words to any man, and somehow it makes me want you that much more. What do I have to do? Do you want me to do a striptease? Do you want me to walk across the floor on all fours like a sex slave? I have my pride, but I'll do it!"

Suzanne was confused, because she found her lust growing with every passing second, as if some inexorable tidal wave was washing over her, taking control. Her own vocalization of her extreme fuck-need only served to excite her that much more. She held her hands on his hands over his boner, even as she managed to slip her miniskirt off by wiggling her hips.

She thought, This is so absurd! This is me talking. Suzanne Pestridge! How could I end up desperately begging to get fucked, and still get turned down? I've had over 100 lovers and I never had to do this even once. It's outrageous! My Sweetie's willpower is simply inhuman.

He gave up the penis battle of sorts and let Suzanne begin to eagerly jack him off with both hands while her wonderfully soft rack continued to rub all over his chest.

But his move was just a tactical diversion. With his hands free and Suzanne's engaged, he was finally able to push her completely away from his body. Eventually he pushed her so far down the bed that she had to let go of his stiff pole.

She simply couldn't believe it. She thought he was a goner when her hands had started their slippery slide up and down his erection.

Victorious, he said, "Sorry, Aunt Suzy. But I really, seriously have to get to work. I have a big test tomorrow and a twenty page paper due by the end of the week. I have tests every day this week! It's already eight o'clock, and sex with you is never fast. It gloriously goes on forever and ever. You could milk my cock with your talented pussy walls for an hour or more."

"I promise I won't! I'll make it fast! Just a quickie!"

He shook his head. "That's not good either. With all the stimulation and needy women around here, a three minute quickie would be waste. If I'm gonna do it, I should do it right." He kept shaking his head. "It totally kills me, but with my mom's goodnight kiss tradition and all, when am I going to have the time to even open a book if I don't do it now? I'm at the end of my rope!"

Suzanne burst out impulsively, "Don't talk about ropes!" She was thinking about his ropes of cum when it flew out of his dick.

But then she managed to calm herself somewhat. Dammit! I've never wanted to get fucked so damn bad in my life! But on the other hand, I'm taking advantage. I'm putting my needs over his and mine are frivolous while his are serious. Homework. He has to do his homework. I have to give him a chance to do the right thing. Dammit!

Not only that, but if Susan finds out I'm here, I'll lose all moral authority over her the next time I tell her to take it easy on him. And I'm living on borrowed time, since they could realize I'm gone at any time. This is crazy!

She asked, "What about some stealth sucking? That wouldn't sate my burning need, but at least it would be something to help me deal."

He shook his head. "I don't know if that's a viable thing. It certainly wouldn't work for me right now, when I really have to bear down and actually write stuff. Even stealth stroking would be too distracting, I think."

She nodded sadly. In her current needy mood, she doubted she could be very "stealthy" anyway. Plus, what she really needed was a good fuck.

She was so aroused that her whole body was trembling, but she somehow got up to leave. "Shit. This sucks, big time. But I understand. What if you really kick ass on your homework, and I come back here in an hour to check on how you're doing? That can give you some incentive."

"That's an idea. Though I don't see how I can kick ass. I'm going to have images of you stuck in my head now. But I have to try. I really have to try. I'm really in trouble."

Suzanne made it to the door and put her hand on the handle. But then she stayed to watched him walk to the dresser and slip on a T-shirt and sweatpants, and then sit down in front of his computer and turn it on. His penis made a tremendously large lump in the gray sweatpants.

She found herself imagining that lump pushing in and out of her pussy so clearly that she feared she was losing her mind. What little self-control she had left flew right out the window.

Alan turned around, and to his great surprise, he saw Suzanne crawling naked across the floor. It wasn't just what she was doing, but how she was doing it. Her face was contorted with a look of pure, wanton lust and desperation.

He looked all around his room, and then back at her. He could scarcely imagine that his ordinary room, a typically nerdy high school student's room filled with books, CDs, computer stuff, the usual posters, and not much else, should contain a centerfold-worthy woman like Suzanne crawling across the floor, begging to get fucked. His mind reeled at the incongruity of it all.

She looked up and shot him an angry look. She complained as she continued to sexily shake her big tits dangling down and exaggeratedly wiggle her ass, "Are you happy now? I can't BELIEVE I'm doing this! Look what you've done to my dignity. I feel so ashamed, but I can't stop myself. I MUST have your cock in me! Not an hour from now, but NOW!"

He was aroused beyond all reason as he saw Suzanne nearly crying with need. But he closed his eyes and steeled his nerves. He said, "I swear to God, I'll fuck you tonight. How can I not, after seeing this, coming from you of all people? But it has to be AFTER I do my homework, or I know I'll never get started. I'm going to keep my eyes closed and take a very cold shower. Please don't interrupt me unless you want to see my future fail. I HAVE to show resolve, and if it isn't you doing this, Amy or someone else will be here in a minute. You have to keep them and yourself from my room. I beg of you!"

Suzanne was miffed, but also somewhat gratified that he had to close his eyes and beg her to stop. She said, "Okay. One hour. Max!" Then she fled the room.