6 Times a Day

Chapter 1071 Threesome with Mom and Sis.

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After that comment, a full-on threesome began. Any remaining pretense of absurd prudishness was dropped, and in fact all talking very nearly came to a halt. Their mouths were generally too occupied with other things.

Alan spent the next half hour thoroughly fucking both Susan and Katherine's pussies until they were both so sore down below that they could hardly take anymore.

As he often did, he fucked with a strategic purpose in mind. He knew both pussies had gotten a good workout earlier in the evening, and if he fucked them enough their pussies would be too sensitive for any further action later on in the night. That would allow him to get some sleep.

He also made sure that they rode him cowgirl style most of the time. Since there were two of them and only one of him, he was in danger of becoming exhausted first. This way, they did most of the work, while he was able to just lie back and enjoy the way they repeatedly impaled themselves on him and churned and ground their hips.

At one point, as Susan was churning her hips on him, she commented, "Don't think I don't know what you're doing, Son. You're making Angel and me do all the work... and I love it! It makes me feel even more thoroughly tamed and enslaved!"

Katherine chimed in, "Me too! Mom, look at you! You're a total bombshell, a perfect ten! But he's making it clear that you should consider yourself lucky to be bouncing on his huge cock, with your gigantic tits swinging free!"

He admitted, "Okay, you got me. But that's not my motive. I'm just trying to conserve my energy so we can keep the fun going."

That only excited the other two even more. "Did you hear that, Angel? It's up to us to do ALL the work so he'll have the energy to fuck lots of other women too, all day long! He's such a STUD!"

"Gaaawwwd, he is!" Katherine exclaimed, growing more aroused by the second. "Soon, it'll be Christine's turn to ride him cowgirl style!"

"YEEEEESSSS!" Susan came hard, again, inspired by that idea.

That meant it was Katherine's turn, again.

His plan to tire them out worked (despite their awareness of it), but not before they all had a great mutually shared climax. Alan had been pumping into Katherine at the time, but he pulled out as he felt his balls churning and barked, "Slaves! Assume the position! Facials!" He knew that sounded demeaning, but he was on such an erotic high that he didn't care.

Susan and Katherine loved his comments. They eagerly brought their faces within inches of the tip of his throbbing erection.

When he unloaded, they both got a powerful blast at extremely close range. He got a kick out of painting their faces with cum, first this way, then that, as a great many ropes squirted out of him.

Then he fell back to the bed and rested his head on a pillow.

Susan and Katherine spent some time licking the cum off of each other's cheeks, noses, and foreheads. Then they passed the sticky wads back and forth between them in open mouthed tongue duels and long French kisses, sharing and savoring the taste of both Alan and each other for as long as they could. Finally, they both cuddled up to him, one on each side.

Susan asked Katherine, "That was damn good, even by Tiger standards, don't you think?"

Katherine quipped, "Not bad for a 'recently performed intimate act of an inappropriate nature.'"

All three of them got a good laugh out of that.

Susan added, "I loved how he made us do all the work, so he'll still have the energy to fuck who knows who tomorrow. But my favorite part was when Tiger told us, 'Slaves! Assume the position! Facials!' That was soooo hot! Kneeling on the bed with my tits thrust out, my cunt feeling well used, and knowing I'm about to share a sperm bath with my daughter - does it get any better than that?"

"Nope, Slave Mommy," Katherine replied. "That was my fave too. That was pretty awesome."

Susan's eyes lit up. "Oooh! 'Slave Mommy.' I love it, Sister Slave!"

Katherine giggled. "Slave Mommy, you have a big cum gob just below your left eye. Can I lick it up?"

"Please do, Sister Slave."

Alan was basking in the afterglow of such a prolonged erotic high that he wasn't bothered by such talk. He kicked back and commented, "Now, this is the life. This is what I call living the life of Riley."

Susan ribbed him, "So Riley was a motherfucker and sisterfucker too? Is that why everyone is always complimenting him? I always wondered what was so great about his life."

Alan giggled a bit, and then said, "Mommy, you've turned into a regular comedian. Do you remember not that long ago when you were practically incapable of making a joke?"

"Don't remind me. The only thing I don't like about the kind of prudish game we did as a warm-up is when it brings back memories of how I used to really be."

He pointed out, "If it makes you feel any better, I hadn't planned on any fucking. I was thinking maybe a quick and easy double blowjob or titfuck, just to get rid of this unfinished cum load, then right to sleep. But you got me so worked up with your Miss Ridiculously Innocent act that I ended up going hog wild on both of you. I find it a big turn-on when you act like the old Susan."

That made Susan very pleased with herself. "I know. I was trying to get you going, and it got me going too. But still. What a fool I was back then!"

"Ditto for me, Slave Mommy," Katherine said as she ran her hand across her brother's chest. "Except I was a fool mere hours ago, not months ago. I really do feel terribly bad, Big Bro, but tonight I've turned a new leaf. I feel so inspired by all the love and caring that I simply want to burst. I've known the support has been there all along, and deep down I know you would never consciously ignore me, but it feels good to be reminded. I am SO going to make it up to you!"

He spoke, "Not just make it up to ME. In fact, not even primarily me. The truth is, you and I have always spied on each other. We used to play so many tricks. Like, remember a couple of years ago when I read your diary and got you so pissed off?"The most update n0vels are published on (f)ir(e).nᴇt

Katherine cut in, "You know WHY I got so pissed off? Because there were lots of pages in there where I poured out my desire for you. My anger was hiding my fear of discovery, because I considered that my secret shame. It was sheer luck that the random pages you came across weren't X-rated."

"Wow," he replied, surprised. "That raises an interesting 'what might have been' question. But in any case, I can hardly be the one to throw the first stone. You just took it to another level. The person you need to make it up to is Christine. She's the one who has such a big issue about privacy. She doesn't know me that well, and she has good reason to question if I can keep a secret. Or if my family can."

He playfully bopped his sister on the head. "You've really violated HER privacy more than mine, and you have to make it good with her."

Katherine grimaced. "But how? You say you don't actually know her well, but I know her even less. We say 'hi' to each other as we pass in the halls, but that's about it."

"Figure it out. You want to impress me? This is a good opportunity. Not only that, but if you two can bond, that might help forge a larger alliance against my enemies at school. But that's my last word on anything. I am so beat. It's way past midnight and school starts so early. I'm checking out. Kat, Mommy is going to need some milking at least once in the middle of the night. I'm gonna leave it to you 'cos I desperately need the shut eye."

He closed his eyes. Then he added as an afterthought, "Oh, and please let me sleep in tomorrow until the last possible minute. I soooo desperately need the rest."

"Okay," Katherine answered. She was more than happy to take care of the milking. She closed her eyes too, even though she was still too excited to sleep. If nothing else, she was thrilled that she was lying on one side of her brother while her naked mother lay on his other side.

Susan already had her eyes closed, but she said to no one in particular as if in a dream state, "'Mommy is going to need some milking.' I so love to hear that, especially since he remembered to say 'Mommy' without being reminded. I'm like a big sex cow taken advantage of by my thirsty kids, and I love it! And that's not even mentioning when Tiger said, 'Slaves! Assume the position! Facials!' Is that great, or what? 'Slaves.'"

She said the word endearingly, as if Alan had said "I love you" to her instead.

He grumbled, "You said that already."

But she ignored that and added, "Why, I'm afraid this is going to be the cause for some groans, but that just makes this Slave Mommy so damn HOT!"

Both Alan and Katherine groaned quite loudly, but then they all laughed.

With his eyes still closed, he said, "By the way, Mom, please don't expect me to call you 'Slave Mommy' and don't call yourself that, either. That just goes one step too far for me. Ditto with the 'master' stuff. My ego's getting way too big already."

Mother and daughter happily replied, "Good night."

Alan thought to himself, Now, that's what I call a day! Even by my own recent unusual standards, that was one busy and sex-filled day. How long can this be sustained? I feel like I put out some fires by rejecting Christine and coming to new understandings with my sisters and mothers, but am I just delaying the day of reckoning?

I mean, forget homework! The thought of doing actual work hardly even crosses my mind. Just sex, sex, and more sex, pretty much. And as for tomorrow, there's no chance whatsoever I can take a rest. Jesus! I just remembered that on top of everything else, tomorrow is poke-her night. I can't turn it down, but it's just too much!

Well, at least I'm well loved. These two right here are the greatest. I just hope I make them happy and proud of me.

Katherine thought, I really screwed up today, but Big Brother, as usual, managed to make lemonade out of lemons. Still, I have to do better. He's all stressed out, and I get mental instead of helping. It's time for big changes. First, I am gonna befriend Christine by any means necessary. Maybe I won't be the big heroine, but if I could play a key role in helping with his school troubles, maybe that'll redeem my mistakes a little bit.

But more importantly, I have to strive not to be so jealous. I want to become known as the least jealous out of everyone, not the most jealous. If that means I end up fucking him less, well, so be it. There are more important things than sex, like my brother's love and respect.

Susan, by contrast, was still too aroused due to recalling some of her son's recent comments like "Mommy is going to need some milking" for any deep contemplation. Instead, that comment in particular got her thinking about her lactation schedule. She'd been rather low key about her milking needs so far, because her milky flow had been relatively low. But she was pleasantly surprised at how much milk had come out of her today, not to mention how erotic and pleasurable it felt. She resolved to turn herself into more of a "milk slave" starting tomorrow.

After a few minutes, she began to drift off while thinking happy thoughts of waking her son tomorrow morning with a nipple gushing milk into his mouth and her pussy riding his morning wood. She thought, Slave Mommy. Tiger's milky big-titted Sex Slave Mommy. Mmmm. What joy! What peace! Even if he doesn't want to call me that, it's what I am. And I love it!

And Angel is right: he keeps us deliriously happy and well-fucked all the time. We fucked for so long. I feel completely satiated. This is the best kind of tired!

Susan and Katherine snuggled closer to Alan's chest, on each side of him. Their big breasts pressed up against his skin in the most delightful way. All the contact felt quite comforting. Both women had a hand that drifted down to where it felt most comfortable: resting on top of his crotch. Luckily for a very sleepy Alan, there were blankets and sheets in between his penis and their hands, or his penis likely wouldn't have remained flaccid for long.

But all remained still. Finally, Susan reached out and turned off the light. Sleep quickly came to the weary threesome.