6 Times a Day

Alan was so exhausted from all the excitement and all the cocksucking that he fell asleep in his bed immediately after his shower and didn't wake until he was called to dinner.

He and Susan and his sister Katherine had a surprisingly uneventful dinner of falafel and toasted pita. Everything that evening seemed shockingly normal, considering all that had happened that afternoon. The only reason Katherine might have thought something was up was because both mother and son behaved so completely ordinary, without any hint of the sexual teasing that had been evident the past few days at dinner times.

In the past week or so, Alan, his sister, and his mother typically would sit together and eat dinner, with both women wearing provocative clothing without any underwear.

For instance, several nights earlier Katherine had come to dinner wearing some kind of exercise outfit cut like a one-piece bathing suit. But unlike most outfits of that type, he could see the shape of her nipples and bush faintly through the fabric.

Susan, though, couldn't complain, because she'd claimed that all of her clothing was being washed or dried, so she had come to dinner wearing only underwear. Her excuse was obviously absurd, as there was no way all of her clothes could have fit in even several loads of wash.

Nevertheless, Alan didn't complain. He was happy that his mother's bra showed the shape of her nipples even more clearly than Katherine's outfit did.

It was clear at that particular dinner that both women were horny; both of them were getting up to refill Alan's glass or bring him another helping at the slightest pretext, just as an excuse to strut around and flaunt their bodies.

But at dinner in the past week, Alan had seen much more than just scantily clad women walking around.

Susan and Katherine had been seizing any opportunity to tease Alan whenever they thought the other wasn't looking (or sometimes even if they were). For instance, whenever Susan got up to get another dish, Katherine might blatantly pick up a phallic-shaped piece of food, like a carrot or asparagus, to nibble and suckle in a seductive way.

Similarly, Susan might cup one of her enormous breasts and start absent-mindedly rubbing it while she carried on an ordinary discussion, acting as if she were just scratching an ordinary itch. Apparently she'd figured that, after all, her actions were all for the greater good of helping her son reach his six-times-a-day target.

But that vibe wasn't there that evening.

Katherine therefore restrained herself as well. In fact, things were abnormally normal as Susan and Alan tried to behave like model citizens. Katherine was puzzled but didn't ask.

After dinner, all three of them watched an action movie, "Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade." Suzanne and Amy joined them as well. They'd all seen it before but decided to watch it again anyway.

Alan figured that there was no way he could concentrate on his homework after what had happened earlier with Susan, so an escapist action movie might distract him for a while. He was actually grateful that it wasn't a steamy, sexy movie, because his mind needed a break from the intense, seemingly-nonstop lust.

Shortly after the movie began, Susan announced that she and Suzanne were going to the kitchen to get some snacks.

That left just Alan, Katherine and Amy. Katherine, seeing that Amy appeared to be fully absorbed in the movie, picked up a banana she had deliberately left nearby in the hope that such an opportunity would arise. She changed seats so that she was sitting right next to Alan, peeled the banana, then started sucking on its tip in the most suggestive manner possible.

Alan looked over at her and did a double-take, because he couldn't believe what he was seeing. It seemed that his world had suddenly become sexual everywhere he turned. He stared for a minute or so while she sucked on the banana adoringly (while never biting into it), but finally he turned back to the movie and stared at it with determination.

Katherine leaned over and whispered in his ear, "Brother, I'm hurt. Don't you like my banana-eating?"

He whispered back, "I like it - too much! Sis, if I keep staring, things are going to get very engorged down below, and that's bad. Very bad."

"Bad? Why? Isn't that what you need more than anything?"

"Well, yes, generally speaking, but Jesus! You have no idea what happened earlier today!"

"What?"

He suddenly had doubts about the wisdom of confessing what had happened with his mother to anyone, even to his sister, despite the fact that she was also his closest friend.

Amy gave them both a confused look, which gave Alan an excuse to change his mind. He said, "I'll tell you later."

Katherine stared at him intently. "You'd better, buster!"

He just nodded. Then the three teens resumed watching the Indiana Jones movie.

— — —

A few minutes later, Susan grabbed Suzanne by the arm and pulled her into the study near the kitchen where they could speak alone. It was Susan's first chance to talk to Suzanne one-on-one since the big events earlier in the day.

In hushed but excited tones, she said to Suzanne, "You're so right! Giving Tiger a blowjob - it's so good!"

"You didn't!" Since Susan didn't know that Suzanne had spied on her and Alan earlier, Suzanne had to pretend to be surprised. However, she certainly didn't have to pretend to be excited for her best friend, because hearing Susan confess thrilled her all over again.

"I did!" Susan was beaming with pride and joy.

Suzanne still had a hard time believing that Susan had actually pleasured Alan orally, even though she'd seen it with her own eyes. She had tried for years to get Susan to loosen up sexually, but all her efforts had been in vain, and she'd feared that this, her latest and most audacious scheme, might fail as well. As a result, the incredulous look on her face wasn't totally feigned. She said, "That's GREAT! Did you do it just the one time?"

Susan proudly held up three fingers. "Three times! And two handjobs before that. I jacked him off, and then I blew him!" She said this in a way that clearly showed how delighted she was to be using such "filthy" language - that she was now one of the sexually "with it" people.

That was news to Suzanne, since she'd only spied on them relatively briefly. She was wowed all over again, because she'd had no idea they'd done it that much.

As Susan held up all the fingers and thumb on one hand, she proclaimed, "I made him cum FIVE times! I gave his penis such a thorough abnormality check that I should get some kind of award." She chuckled as she added, "He must have the most normal penis in the universe by now."

But then she quickly corrected herself, "But that's not true. It's such an extraordinary one. Soooo very big! I can barely get my lips around it. It's not like Ron's tiny little thing at all. And besides, Ron's is all veiny and crooked. Yuck. Tiger's is so smooth, it practically DEMANDS that you stroke it and suck it, over and over and over!"

She continued, "And it's not like I only helped him for a few minutes each time. Tiger called Akami on the phone today while I listened in, and he asked how long the 'prolonged stimulation' the doctor prescribed should be. She didn't specify a specific number of minutes, but she said, and I quote: 'It's not just the quantity; it's the quality. You need to have both.'"

Suzanne muttered, "She said much the same to me."

"So there you go!" Susan beamed. "I took that to heart and sucked and sucked and slurped and slurped! It was glorious! It was DIVINE!"

Suzanne was flabbergasted. She'd never imagined Susan could talk so frankly about sexual matters when she wasn't extremely aroused, or that she'd become such a quick convert. All Suzanne could manage was a nod.

Susan continued breathlessly, "And watching this movie is a good idea, to give his penis a rest, but as soon as it's done I'm gonna be soooo ready to do it again. Or should I say, do HIM again." She giggled.

"Susan!" Suzanne was both happy and worried. She started to wonder if her plan might be working a little too well. She was trying to turn Susan into a partner in crime, so to speak, but she didn't want mother and son to get into it so deeply that there would be little to no room left for her. She was stunned at the sheer number of times Susan had gotten Alan to cum. If they were going to be like that every day, that spelled trouble for her.

As if reading some of Suzanne's thoughts, Susan replied, "Oh, don't worry. There will be plenty of that big erection to suck and stroke for both of us. I'm not in the least bit jealous about sharing my medical duties with you, because, after all, none of this would have happened without your pushing. Gosh, Suzanne, I can never thank you enough for all your help!"

Suzanne rued, If only she knew how true that is. All this secrecy with my very best friend is weighing on me.

But Susan continued happily, "Thank you, thank you, thank you, so very, very much! You're such a good friend. I had no idea what I was missing, but you showed me the light. I can't remember when doing a good deed for someone in distress has ever been such, well, FUN!"

She leaned toward Suzanne and whispered with new concern, "But you ARE sure that what I'm doing is not a crime or a sin, right?"

Suzanne held up two fingers in a V shape, like a peace sign. "Two words: 'Remember Onan'. You're saving your son from sin, because you didn't let any of his seed fall on the ground, aren't you?"

Susan's eyes went wide with delight as she recalled where his cum went. "Well, a lot of it fell on my chest, and neck, and face. Actually, 'fell' is not the right word. More like shot or erupted. Just like a cannon or a volcano! Mmmm! And my hands were covered as I scooped it up. And my mouth! Man alive! It seems like I swallowed gallons of that sweet stuff!"

Suzanne tried not to pout. Damn. Now I'm just plain jealous. But she smiled, and said, "Good for you. That's definitely the best way to deal with all that manly seed. You should be proud of yourself."

"I am. And I know I'm repeating myself, but it's all thanks to you. What would I do without you?" She gave Suzanne a quick but heartfelt hug. "Now let's go get those snacks before the others get restless." She turned to take care of her task.

Susan had had a wild look in her eyes while talking to Suzanne, but as she walked into the kitchen her countenance changed back to that of a typical suburban soccer mom. The only difference was that she had a very satisfied smile on her face that she couldn't erase.

Suzanne could barely believe what she'd just heard her friend say, given that this was the same woman who'd been so prim and proper all these years. It made her heart beat with excitement and her mind fill with strategic thoughts as she considered how this could affect her schemes. Yet outwardly she acted nonchalant.

She thought, Okay, I already knew what had happened from what I saw. But I figured that by now she'd be wracked with guilt and moral doubt. Instead, she appears totally fine with it! That blows my mind nearly as much as the fact that she actually gave him a blowjob. No - multiple blowjobs! I suspect that by tomorrow her emotional backlash will finally arrive. But the fact that she's still riding her sexual high right now is great news. Maybe the backlash won't be as great as I'd feared, or last as long.

The two of them went back to the living room for the movie.

Alan was so lost in thought that he could only pay attention to the movie in bits and pieces.