6 Times a Day

Chapter 1240 - 1235 [2K words]

Glory woke Alan when they were getting near his house so he'd be more than a zombie when they arrived. She felt perversely proud though that his state of exhaustion was at least partially her fault.

She walked him to his front door, but before he could open the door, she wrapped her arms around him and gave him a toe-curling kiss. It was more than just a kiss, as she was trying to convey the message, "I know you've got other lovers, but don't you dare forget about me!"

As their kissing came to an end and they switched to pecking and licking each other's faces, she possessively grabbed his crotch and buried her face in the crook of Alan's shoulder, nibbling and sucking at his neck and t-shirt collar ring. His penis happened to be flaccid at the moment, but she hefted his whole package up in his bathing suit, saying, "You know, we never did take care of this." She lifted her face back to his ear and nibbled on it.

"True. But we didn't have to. If my dick could smile, it would still have a big smiley face from what we did earlier. And just being with you is like one big constant orgasm for me."

She laughed. "That's a bullshit line if I ever heard one, but I love you for it anyway."

They kissed on the lips some more. Glory didn't want to let him go, especially as she was near certain that he would be sexually entwined with one or more of the women inside the house within minutes. That was painful for her to think about, very painful, so she thought, I'm going to mark him just like a dog marks their territory. He's mine!

She wrapped one leg around him, clasped him tighter with her opposite arm, and ground her pelvis into his while cupping his balls through his clothes with her free hand. I may have to share him with these big-titted bimbos, but I'm not going to be a pushover. THIS is how a real woman sends her man home: flushed, panting, hard as a rock, and with her lipstick all over him!

But Glory couldn't kiss him at the door forever, and her frustration over what would likely happen to him once he went inside got to her. She suddenly broke away and rushed down the walk without saying anything.

Alan waved, even though she wasn't looking back, and shouted, "I love you! I'll call you later, okay?"

She still didn't say anything or look back, but he saw her head nod before she got in the car and drove off.

Alan watched the car go and then stepped forward to reach for the door.

But just before his hand touched the latch, the door opened on its own. It was Katherine. Her face was bright and her mood was bubbly. "That was so fucking HOT!"

Alan stepped inside and let his sister close the door behind him. "You saw us kiss? How'd you do that?"

"The bay windows," Katherine explained, pointing. The living room had windows that stuck out the front of the house by about a foot or so.

Alan realized that if a person put their head right up to the windowpane and twisted their head sideways, they'd just be able to see what was happening on the other side of the front door. He laughed as he pictured Katherine doing just that.

Then Amy stepped out from where that window was and Alan laughed even more as he pictured both of them with their faces pressed up against the window.

Katherine already had her brother wrapped in a hug when Amy launched herself at both of them, turning the hug into a three-way squeeze.

"Brother!" Amy shrieked happily. "How was your trip?"

"Good. Great, actually. And how are things hanging here?"

While all this hugging (and a good deal of kissing) was going on, both Amy and Katherine were busy taking off Alan's clothes, while also taking off their own as they dragged him indoors. Amy had been in the middle of pulling Alan's bathing suit down when he had asked, "And how are things hanging here?" and the obvious double meaning set all three of them laughing.

"Oops!" Alan said as he laughed. "Poor choice of words."

"Excellent choice of words," Katherine corrected him as she yanked her top off. "But the big question is, when's the last time Alan Junior shot into Glory, and which hole did you fill? She sure didn't want to let go of you, and boy was it a turn-on watching our teacher go nuts on our stud!"

"Yeah!" Amy agreed as she began stroking Alan's erection. Not surprisingly, she'd taken her clothes off in a flash and dropped to her knees, so she was already stroking while Katherine was still disrobing. "Howdy, Alan Junior! Happy to see us? ...Oh no! Where's the lipstick?"

Alan was puzzled. "Huh?"

"Glory's lipstick, lover. It's all over you up top, but there's none down here." She looked at him with a sad, pouty face.

"Oh," Alan replied. "We used showers at the beach. I wanted to get the sand off, including there."

"BrrooooOOOOooootherrr!" Katherine griped, in the same way he sometimes said "MooooOOOOoooom!" Also putting on a good pout, she complained, "You shouldn't have! How can we taste her or her lipstick on your dick if you wash?" Then thinking about the sand, she decided, "You should have had her blow you after you washed."

"Kat's right!" Amy nodded. "We wanna taste our teacher's pussy on your dick! We're both curious about what she tastes like, and that's the only way we can tell." She slapped his erection like she was punishing it, but in fact the slaps were very light and playful and only aroused him even more as his dick bounced around until she grasped it firmly.

Alan thought, I can't believe this. I think Glory was trying to mark me with all those lipstick kisses, but instead of sending some kind of 'hands off' message, my sisters actually love it! This is too weird. My heart is still soaring with thoughts of Glory even as my sisters are getting into place for a double blowjob. It's like... all that romance was just an illusion. This is my real life now, my harem life.

As if to emphasize that point, just then Amy popped his erection in her mouth. She let out a happy "MMMM!" from within a muffled mouth at the sheer joy of having it to suck on.

Katherine giggled. "I second that emotion!" She dropped to her knees now that she was naked too. "Sister, can I share too?"

"M'kay!" Amy had all of his cockhead in her mouth and then some, but she pulled off completely so that she and Katherine could take turns licking.

Alan could see where this was going. "Wait, wait, wait! If we're going to do that, let me get comfortable. I'm pooped.'"

So they moved to the nearest sofa in the living room. Alan plopped down on it and Katherine and Amy continued where they left off, on their knees between his legs again.

They started alternating so that one of them would take all of Alan's head in her mouth, swirling her tongue all around it, and then withdraw completely so the other one could do the same.

Alan whipped his T-shirt off to get fully into the spirit of things. He asked, "Where's Mom and Mother?"

But Katherine and Amy were too busy to immediately reply. Katherine had one of his balls in her mouth and seemed to be trying to swallow the other one as well, and she was fingering his anus too. And it was Amy's turn to swallow his cockhead, so even though she looked up towards his

face with big eyes like she wanted to say something, the only sounds she could make were incoherent mumbles.

However, eventually, Katherine managed a nod in the general direction of the kitchen.

That got Alan thinking. There was something he'd been wanting to do for some time, and having Susan in the kitchen was just what he needed to put his plan in motion. So he said quietly, "Kat, can you do me a favor?"

She seemed intent on sucking all his cum straight out of his balls, but she eventually managed another nod.

"Good. Please go into the kitchen, RIGHT NOW, before Mom comes over here, and tell her to stay there. I've got some special plans for her, but I need her to wait in the kitchen for them."

She looked up at him sadly and said while still inhaling his scrotum, "Wahgh mhough?"

"Yes, right now." He slapped her hard on the ass. "Be a good fuck toy. A good fuck toy always obeys."

She popped his balls out of her mouth so she could reply, but she continued to lick them. At the same time, one of her hands pumped up and down on the few inches of his erection that Amy's hot mouth was not actively sliding up and down on. "A good fuck toy always works nonstop to pleasure her master's cock. And some fuck toys get a little uppity sometimes. Once they're licking" - she ostentatiously made a figure eight lick around his balls - "and stroking, they just don't know how to stop! Unless it's to spread her legs so her big brother can ram his even bigger cock up her cunt and spray her ovaries with baby juice!"

While she'd been talking, Amy had taken her mouth off Alan's erection and was tapping Katherine on the shoulder. As soon as Katherine stopped speaking, Amy said, "That's thirty alligators. Your turn."

"DAMN!" She gave a few licks on Alan's newly vacated cockhead, but she looked up and could see a strongly disapproving stare coming down from her brother. She gave up and withdrew. "Okay, fine. I'll go. Amy, take my turn and PLEASE keep Big Turkey Baster Brother's cock humming with happiness. You'll have to suck and stroke and anally poke for two."

"M'kay! I'll try!" She giggled, "Yeay! More cock for me!" Amy immediately gobbled her way down Alan's erection as far as she could go. She sloshed her fingers over Alan's balls, now very wet with Katherine's saliva.

As Alan admired Katherine's ass while she scampered off, he asked, "Aims, why hasn't Mom come out here yet, anyway? Is she cooking something special?"

"Mehsh wahhinghh schpeshah cloughthing poh mooo."

Alan couldn't quite understand that, but he was enjoying the way Amy was repeatedly trying to impale his erection down her throat too much to ask her to withdraw long enough to clarify. He guessed it had something to do with "special clothing," but by this point he didn't really care. The blowjob was his whole world.

Katherine came skipping back through the living room. She stopped in front of Alan and bowed. With her stiff-legged body bent at a right angle, she said, "Fuck Toy Number One reporting for duty, Sir. Mission accomplished."

Her dangling breasts were an enticing sight and they were close enough to fondle, so Alan reached out and did just that. "Good work, Sis. What did you tell her?"

"Well, not surprisingly, she wants you pretty bad. I had to get all domme on her and threaten to spank her."

Just then, Amy pulled off Alan's erection and said, "Thirty alligators. Again!"