6 Times a Day

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"Angel, we've got a problem."

"I know, Mom. I know."

Susan and Katherine were in the kitchen, chopping up vegetables to prepare omelettes for breakfast. Both of them were wearing semi-transparent nighties in the hopes that that would sexually inspire Alan. But the problem Susan referred to was that he hadn't woken up yet. He was so sleepy that he'd actually slept right through his loudly beeping alarm clock. Katherine had to come into his room and turn it off. After that, Susan had decided to let him sleep longer.

But they were running out of time. Susan asked, "Do you think we should wake him up? He has to eat and shower, at least, but we're running out of time even for that! Not to mention helping him out with his special problem." She felt a tingle in her nipples and pussy as she fondly recalled titfucking him the previous night.

Katherine nodded, "ESPECIALLY helping him with some sexy fun time. As you know, he's not one to cum easily. It takes a LOT of passionate sucking and stroking. If you so much as let up for one minute, you're back at square one."

Susan nodded. She wore a worried look. "That's so true. Normally that's a very good thing, because I loved the prolonged struggle before I get my spermy reward. But not this morning!"

She glared at Katherine. "It didn't help that you slept in some too, and you haven't showered yet either. You and I both have a lot to do, and not much time to do it in." She sighed. "I wish there was a clone of me: one to sneak into Tiger's bed and help him with him problem, and the other to cook and eat breakfast and get you two to school."

Katherine suggested, "Actually, you DO have a clone: Aunt Suzy! You two are basically identical from the neck on down. But more importantly, she's right next door. Maybe she could lend a hand?"

Susan felt a curiously powerful surge of lust as she pictured Suzanne sucking him off. Although she much preferred helping him herself, having Suzanne help felt like the next best thing. She said, "The problem with that is that she's got to get Amy and Brad ready for school. She's as busy as me right now."

"You don't know that. That's true in general, but what about Eric? Doesn't he ever help out? What if she says she's got an emergency? Can't he fill in? Besides, Amy and Brad are pretty capable. They don't really need that much help in the first place, once their breakfast is cooked. It's mostly a case of motivation, kicking their butts until they're out the door on time."

Susan stared off into space with worry. "I suppose... I suppose it wouldn't hurt to call and ask."

A short phone call and five minutes later, Suzanne came over. She's taken Susan's suggestion and gotten Eric to make sure their kids would get to school on time. In return for helping Susan, she'd been promised that she could play the major role in dealing with Alan's "special problem."

Suzanne was extremely delighted by the invitation. Breakfast at the Pestridge house was no fun, because it was one of the rare times the family was often together, but it was a family split in two, with Eric and Brad on one side and Suzanne and Amy on the other. The atmosphere was chilly. Whereas being at the Plummer house promised great sexual pleasures, and lots of love and fun.

Furthermore, Suzanne hoped to use the situation to break down Susan's willingness to take part in sexual activities with others around. To that end, shortly after coming over, she took Katherine aside in the dining room and spoke to her so Susan couldn't hear from the kitchen. "I've got a favor to ask, Angel."

"What's that?"

Suzanne winced unhappily as she asked, "Can you kind of make yourself scarce for twenty minutes or more?"

"Sure. Why?!"

"Well, because I'm planning on having fun with my Sweetie. But, and here's the key thing: I also want Susan to have fun with me. Right now, she's got a lot of reluctance to watching or taking part in sexy fun with him if I'm there. But her reluctance is double for you, since you're her daughter and she's trying to be a 'responsible' parent. If both you AND I are there, then her resistance doubles again, at least. To make matters worse, right now her libido is cold. I've gotta work on heating her up to loosen her up, and that's easier if you're not around. Remember, the sooner we can break down her rules and limits, the sooner all of us can be living in endless erotic nirvana."

Katherine was bummed. "I understand that, but still, it sucks. Lately, I've been having a ton of morning time fun. It's gone from being a drag to being one of my favorite times of day."

Suzanne responded, "I know. But don't worry. Do whatever you need to do upstairs. Shower and get your books and backpack ready, your clothes laid out, and so on. If my plan works like I think it will, you'll get some high quality sexy fun time with him too. The more ready you are, the longer the fun time can be."

"Sweet! But what about breakfast? I do need to eat."

"I know. That's a problem. Maybe eat in the living room? Roll with the punches. By the time you come back downstairs, maybe Susan will be so hot and bothered that you'll be able to eat in the dining room without her getting spooked. If so, that'll be a nice small victory. Keep in mind we can enjoy life moment to moment, but we have to stay focused on our ultimate goal."

Katherine nodded.

Several minutes later, Alan came staggering downstairs. He was much more sleepy and out of it than usual. He didn't see Katherine, so he walked to the voluptuous mother cooking in the kitchen.

Of course, Suzanne's hair was very different from Susan's, from the back as well as the front. But that didn't matter because his gaze was aimed lower. She was wearing an erotic apron that left her ass and the rest of her backside uncovered.

He walked right up to her and cupped her ass with one hand.The link to the origin of this information rests in novelenglish.net . Fɪre

He waited to see if that would lead to a complaint, especially since he started digging between her legs, right up to the edge of her pussy. But the only response was a contented purr. So he reached around for a hug that also allowed him to cup one of her large, bare tits.

"Tiger, you know the rules. You're not allowed to touch me there without permission. It's very improper!"

That's exactly what Susan would say. Furthermore, cooking in nothing but an erotic apron (and high heels) was exactly what she would be doing at this time. However, after a couple of seconds, Alan somehow sensed that it wasn't Susan. For one thing, the voice was too scratchy. For another, the smell was feminine and lovely, but it wasn't Susan's smell. But what really gave it away was when he finally tore his eyes away from her bubble butt and looked up enough to noticed her full and slightly curly reddish-brown hair.

He disengaged, stepping back in total shock. "Aunt Suzy?!"

Suzanne turned around to make eye contact and fully reveal her face. She was grinning from ear to ear, because she'd just successfully played a harmless but fun trick on him.

He actually rubbed his eyes in disbelief. "Waaaait a minute! What's going on here?! How could you be you, here, now?!"

She chuckled with glee.

Adding to his confusion, he suddenly felt arms reach around him from behind, and then gigantic bare tits press into his back. He heard a voice coo into his ear, "What's wrong, Sweetie? Has something got you confused?"

He turned around and looked into Susan's smiling face. "Wait! No! Mom, how can you be standing here when you're over there?!" He turned back to Suzanne and pointed at her. "That's... that's... oh God! No way!"

The reason Alan had been cleverly tricked was due to Suzanne's careful planning. She'd gotten Katherine to sneak into his room and change his alarm clock so he'd think it was half an hour later than it really was. Then Katherine had woken him up in great distress due to the time, and told him to rush downstairs right away. He'd thrown on his T-shirt and shorts, then come down while he was still in a half-awake state. He definitely was feeling aroused though, with his penis fully erect, since he looked forward to playing around with Susan and maybe Katherine, no matter how sleepy he was.

Susan reached around to his crotch. She purred happily when she felt his bulge. "Mmmm... Is that for me, or is that for Aunt Suzy? No matter." She unzipped his fly and let his shorts slide down to his knees. "It's like you have TWO big-titted mommies to play with this morning, isn't it?"

He was starting to get fully awake in a hurry. In fact, his eyes were wide and his heart was pounding as he contemplated his awesome situation. "I don't know what the hell is going on! Aunt Suzy, you should not be here at this hour. That never happens. But, that said, I totally love it!"

Suzanne smirked at Susan's hand already jacking off his exposed boner. She said, "You're not the only one loving it. For days now, I've been hearing from Susan about her thrilling morning adventures. As you know, I come right over once all you young 'uns are off to school, so sometimes I get the full story even with the smell of cum and breakfast still in the air. I heard about her wearing nothing but an erotic apron for you a couple of times, and I couldn't resist trying it myself. You like?"

She turned her back to him again and ostentatiously wiggled her ass.

He enthused, "Aunt Suzy, you have no idea! This is such a serious mind-fuck for me! Pardon my language, Mom."

Susan was still jacking him off from behind. She'd pulled his T-shirt up in back as well, so she could slide her bare tits against his back, skin on skin. "Please do be careful with your language," she cautioned him.

He continued to ogle Suzanne wearing just the erotic apron. He said to her, "You're so adorable and feminine in that. So motherly. It's VERY symbolic. It's really blowing my mind!"

Looking over her shoulder, Suzanne took a few steps back. She was aiming her ass at his crotch. "You didn't mention sexy. What about sexy?"

"UNGH! So sexy!" He groaned loudly and lustily. "Do I even have to say that, when it comes to you? It's like a given!" He quickly glanced down at Susan's fingers rubbing his sweet spot, and had to stifle the urge to scream out loud with unrestrained ecstasy.

"Us women, we always like a good compliment." Suzanne's ass had met up with Alan's crotch. She would have loved to grind against his exposed boner.

But Susan's hand was in the way, and Susan was not happy about Suzanne's probing with her ass. She complained, "Suzanne, what are you doing? You know the rules. We can't have two women pleasure him at once. That's far too debauched and improper!"

Suzanne stopped and turned around, since she'd been bumping into Susan's hand more than Alan's hot cock. She looked over Alan's shoulder to Susan's face. "Okay, sorry. But can I give him a hug, at least?"

Susan wasn't happy about that. She griped, "That's also kind of pushing it. But I suppose a brief hug is okay."

Suzanne took full advantage of Susan's generosity. She wrapped her arms around Alan, but slid her hands down to his ass, so she wouldn't interfere with Susan's tits still sliding on his back. And she was careful not to interfere with where Susan was jacking him off. But that still allowed her to press her huge tits against him too. In fact, she quickly untied her erotic apron and let it fall to the floor so it wouldn't get in the way.

Then she French kissed him as well. Once her hugging and kissing got started, she pulled his shirt up in front as well, so it was up around his armpits. That meant G-cup-sized tits were rubbing against his bare skin on either side.

He thought, Oh my God! I'm in the middle of a tit sandwich! How great is that?! Mom's right: I DO have TWO big-titted mommies to play with this morning! Sweet Jesus! I'm fully awake now, that's for sure! He laughed out loud with pure joy.

Susan's thoughts were similar. Suzanne and I have him trapped in titty heaven! This is why the good Lord blessed us with such massive endowments, to better share the love, and share the fun! But she wasn't happy with the bending of the rules, and she was concerned about getting Alan to school on time.