6 Times a Day

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The Hunter guest house was to the side of the backyard of the main Hunter mansion, so the distance wasn't that far. Brenda ran all the way there and back in her attempt to make Susan's ten minute deadline. She was a few minutes late, but Susan let that slide. She came back carrying a camera and a bag full of clothes, plus a couple of pairs of high heeled shoes.

Susan had carefully closed all the curtains while she was waiting. There was no way anybody could look in.

Still breathing hard from the running, Brenda handed the camera to Susan and laid out the clothes on a sofa. "What do you think? What should we start with?"

Susan was feeling uncommonly bold. Thinking about Alan seducing Brenda made her horny, but her jealousy towards Brenda meant she didn't mind making things a little difficult for her. "First, we start with some nude shots. Let's see if you really are as great as you say."

Brenda started to feel panicky. She'd never done anything like this before. Even her two husbands never took any nude pictures of her. She'd been a high maintenance wife who rarely granted special favors like that. "When you say nude, do you mean completely nude? Can't I at least keep my panties on? That'll show him my complete figure."

Susan had been examining the camera. It was a digital "point and shoot" type similar to one she'd used before. She looked up, and said, "To be honest, this isn't JUST about taking pictures. I'm also testing your resolve. These are still early days, as I've said, but one thing I've discovered already is that if you're one of Alan's helpers, you're going to be completely naked A LOT. Furthermore, you'll find yourself in humiliating situations frequently. For instance, have you ever knelt naked under the table and sucked off a man while he casually eats breakfast while talking to others at the table who know you're under there with his cock in your mouth?"

Not surprisingly, Brenda gasped. "MY GOD!"

Actually, Susan had never done that, but it was a frequent and powerful fantasy for her. In fact, a few days earlier, she'd had a particularly intense fantasy of that happening while Ron was sitting at the table. She strongly suspected that once Ron was gone, it would happen to her for real.

Brenda gathered her courage. "I can handle it. I've got what it takes! You'll see!" So far, she hadn't taken any clothes off, but she started to strip.

She undressed quickly at first, but as more clothes started to come off, she started to reconsider the wisdom of what she was doing. I must be losing my mind! Am I really doing this?! I must be desperate. I've got the face and body of a centerfold, and millions of dollars in the bank besides. I can have any man I want! Except Alan, that is. Dammit! I want HIM! Why does it have to be so difficult?

And why did Susan have to mention sucking him under the table during breakfast? I've never even truly enjoyed a blowjob before, but if that were to happen to me... SHIT! I would cum like a raging river the entire time! God DAMN! I would suck his cock like my life depended on it!

Inspired by such visions, Brenda bravely took off all her clothes, including her bra and panties. She even stood with her arms out to show she had nothing to hide. "There! I'll bet you didn't think I could do it. Start clicking away. I don't care! I'm ready!"

Susan stood in front of Brenda still wearing her ordinary clothes, but she hadn't raised the camera to her face yet. "That's good. But you're not there yet. I saw some high heels in your bag." She grinned with fond memory. "Those are a must. If you ever become one of Alan's women, that's about the only thing you'll ever wear around him."

"Oh. Right." Brenda went back to her bag and selected a pair of black high heels. The fact that she was "forced" to wear such heels aroused her still more. Her hands were trembling so badly that she had some trouble putting them on, but she managed. She went back to standing in the middle of the room. "How's that?"

"Better. I should warn you that I'm not a professional photographer. But I suppose I should start taking some pictures now." She took a few pictures of Brenda just standing there.

However, the pictures didn't look that inspired to Susan. Then she stopped and asked, "Is that it? Are you just going to stand with your arms at your sides like you're waiting for the bus?"

"Shit! Right! Sorry, I've never done this before. How's this?" Brenda struck a somewhat sexy pose, with a hand behind her head.

"Good." Susan took a few more snaps. Then she stopped again. "Hold on. Your pose is good, but what about your face? You look scared."

Brenda broke her pose. "I AM scared! I've never done this before! I'm posing buck naked for an eighteen-year old kid I barely know! I never did this for either of my husbands!"

Susan replied as if she wasn't surprised in the slightest by that, because she wasn't. "Of course you haven't. They're just men. Maybe they're rich and charismatic or whatever, but still, just men. And you were just a woman. Beautiful, sure, but just a woman. Whereas Alan, you know what he is! Let's put it this way: he won't just make you one of his women. He'll make you one of his SLUTS!"

Those were exactly the kind of words Brenda needed to hear to get inspired. That's right! Alan is a superior kind of man. A natural master! That's why he's got me doing this much already. He has MANY women who love to serve him. When I think of him staring at my big breasts last night, stripping me naked with his eyes, staring into my soul... Oh God! That's what I've been missing my entire life, a man who makes me feel like that!

Alan Plummer, my natural lord and master! The only man I've ever met worthy of serving!

She resumed her sexy pose. "Here, let me try again." While her position was the exact same as before, this time, lust radiated from her eyes like burning flames.

Susan began snapping more pictures. "Better! MUCH better! ... By the way, do I have to worry about the memory card running out?"

"No, you should be good."

"Excellent." Susan kept on clicking away. "If it helps, imagine that I'm Alan. I'm standing here in just my T-shirt. Suzanne is kneeling naked below me, trying to get my dick hard with her hands and mouth, but I just came all over her face and tits a few minutes ago, so I'm stubbornly flaccid. Sometimes, pleasuring his cock, er, I mean my cock, can be a team effort. What can you do to help, standing in front of me?"

Brenda's body surged with arousal as she imagined that scenario. "More talk like that, please! That really helps!" She struck a different pose. In the previous one, her body had been angled just enough to hide her pussy and bush. But now she stood full on with her legs slightly spread.

"Good! Good! You're having an effect on him already. Remember what Suzanne said last night? 'Ladies and gentlemen, we have lift-off!'"

Susan and Brenda shared a good laugh over that. But it also reminded Brenda how Suzanne left to go take Alan upstairs to suck him off. Her arousal rose a couple more notches.

Susan continued to take pictures. She was feeling horny and emboldened, so it was easy for her. Brenda tried out several different poses from the front.

As she did so, Susan continued the narrative about Suzanne trying to revive Alan's penis. "Mmmm! Suzanne can report that there's progress. She's taken him into her mouth, but he's still only half-hard. He needs more visual stimulation. More!"

As the minutes passed, Brenda found herself relaxing and even enjoying herself. Because she'd started off completely naked, there was no way to hide her shame, and she just decided to let it all hang out. This was a brand new experience for her, and it seemed every nerve in her body was humming with energy. Her face still displayed an embarrassed blush, but she also smiled with genuine joy.

Her arousal steadily rose higher and higher. Due the fact that she had an unusually leaky pussy, it wasn't long before rivulets of cum were dripping down her inner thighs. She wanted to clean that up, but Susan saw that and insisted that she didn't.

All the while, Susan kept a running dialogue of how Suzanne was stimulating Alan's cock and balls. She went into great detail about all the moves Suzanne was making with her hands, lips, and tongues, based on her own experience, of course.

This got Brenda hotter and hotter. In her mind, Alan really was getting sucked and stroked by Suzanne while she posed for him.

Then Susan had Brenda turn around and show off her backside. Brenda did so with verve and swagger. She was so into posing by now that when Susan told her to stretch down and touch her toes, she didn't hesitate.

Even as Brenda held that lewd pose, Susan asked her, "How do you feel?"

"How do I feel?!" She was incredulous that she was being asked this now.

"That's right."

"Can I stand up?"

"No. Answer the question."

"UGH! Horny!"

Susan laughed. "I know that. I can SEE that! Goodness gracious, girl, do you always get that wet?"

"It's kind of a problem," Brenda muttered with embarrassment. "But this is way more than usual." The rivulets of cum had nearly reached her knees.

"So what does that mean about how you feel? Spread your legs wider. Then compare this experience to, say, sex with either of your husbands."

Brenda dutifully spread her legs as Susan took some more pictures. "Oh, there's no comparison! Sex with my husbands? That was okay. No big fireworks though. I had to fake my orgasms more often than not. Whereas, this... I don't know! I've hardly ever felt like this before! I'm soooo horny that it feels incredible! Can I stand back up yet?"

"No! But I'll tell you what's happening behind you. Tiger's cock is still nice and stiff, of course, and Suzanne's cheeks are sunk in, she's using so much suction. He's practically out of mind with too much stimulation! She's stroking and sucking him good! But he's asked for you to stay in that pose as he contemplates making you his next personal cocksucker... and more! He's thinking how it's going to feel to fuck your tight little pussy!"

Brenda moaned lustily. "UNRGH! Don't say that, or I'm gonna topple over with these damn high heels!"

Jesus Christ! Alan is gonna fuck me! He's gonna SLAM his huge pole into me, maybe even when I'm bent over like this! I'll be nothing but one of his many fuck sluts! When I don't have his thick cock in my mouth, that is! God, this is all too hot!

Susan continued to click. "Wider! Wider! And how do you feel, already?"

Brenda attempted to spread her legs still wider. "To be honest? Like a TOTAL SLUT!" She had a sudden realization. "Oh my God! That was your intention all along! Not just to take the photos, but to give me a taste of what it truly feels like to be one of his sluts!"

Susan chuckled knowingly. "Yep! Are you feeling so horny that you're afraid you might pass out?"

"Yes!"

"Are you feeling humiliated too? But in a good way, like you've never felt so alive?"

"Yes! EXACTLY like that!"

"Good! Welcome to my life! That's how I feel EVERY time I take his throbbing thickness into my mouth! Tiger puts me in some kind of compromised, humiliating, but oh-so-arousing and wonderful position pretty much every day. It's his specialty! If you become one of his sluts, you'll feel like this a lot! Except imagine a great big cock pounding into you on top of everything else!"

"Oh my God! NO!"

"Yes! Maybe he'll slap your ass a couple of times to remind you who's in charge. Then, as you keep your hands locked around your ankles, you'd bend up at a stiff right angle so he can fuck your face!"

Brenda practically screamed. "AAAAEEEE! NO! HNNNG! UNGH! NO!"

Susan didn't realize it, but Brenda had a spanking fetish. Even the mention of a couple of ass slaps practically drove her out of her mind.

Susan was going to say more about the face fucking, but she could see Brenda's body wobbling dangerously on her high heels, so she had mercy on her.

Brenda actually clutched her ankles tightly to prevent herself from falling over. But that reminded her of Susan's words and excited her so much that she nearly fell over anyway. She finally recovered enough to pant, "I'm sorry, I have to stand up or I'm going to fall over for sure!"

She stood back up and turned around. She immediately clutched at her immense tits. Her idea was to stop them from wildly bouncing, but once she had them in hand she started blatantly caressing them and pinching her nipples. "Oh shit! I can't... I can't help myself!"

"That's okay. I know the feeling. Believe me, I know!" Susan continued to take more pictures.

Brenda felt as if she was truly unable to control her hands. So she just closed her eyes in shame when one of them slipped down to her pussy and started fingering her clit and slit. "What... what's happening with Suzanne, by the way?"

Susan hadn't expected things to go so far that Brenda would end up freely masturbating right in front of her, but she decided to keep rolling with the punches. In fact, she had to summon her willpower not to do the same.

She replied, "I'm glad you asked! She is drowning in STIFF COCK! She just finished pounding her fist up and down his shaft while she sucked his balls, and now she's bobbing on him again! But he STILL hasn't cum yet, because he's that amazing! She's going so deep that she's taking him to the root! Oh my! She's deep throating him!"

"NO!"

"Yes!"

"NO!"

"Yes, it's true!" Susan had never seen a deep throating, but since it was a fantasy she wanted to let her imagination run wild. Her pussy was getting quite wet.

"Oh no! Oh God! OH NO!" Brenda was frantically fingering her clit while tugging on one of her long nipples. "Susan... I wish you hadn't said that! Now... now, I'm gonna cum! Sorry! Avert your eyes, please!"

Brenda came a few seconds later. The orgasmic joy hit her so hard that she had to drop to her knees. But she kept right on going. She tilted her head back and screamed. The guest house was far enough from her main mansion that she didn't bother about the noise.

Susan didn't avert her eyes. In fact, she kept right on taking pictures. She even stepped closer to take some close-ups. She was impressed by the volume and passion of Brenda's screams.

Brenda had a multiple orgasm that lasted nearly two minutes. When it was over, she practically crawled to the nearest chair, flopped into it, and curled up in a ball. Even then, her body continued to twitch due to occasional aftershocks.

Susan took a few more photos of Brenda curled up in her chair with a dazed freshly fucked look on her face. Then she put the camera down and sat back in the nearest chair. She was somewhat surprised to find that she was still fully clothed, and with bra and panties no less, since she always wound up buck naked in these kinds of situations.

Brenda buried her face in her hands. "I'm so ashamed! Can you throw a blanket over me, please?"

"Why be ashamed? You did great!"

"Really?!"

"Really. You say you want to be one of Alan's sluts. I don't know about that. Like I said, there are many things that would have to line up just right for that to happen. But your stock just went way up in my book. It's not just about having big tits or a stunning face. Those things are just the foot in the door with him. The main thing is attitude. And you really showed me you know how to be a sexy slut. Don't ruin it now by chickening out at the end."

Now that she was coming down from her orgasmic high, Brenda never felt so naked and ashamed. But she bravely uncovered her face and looked Susan's way. Her voice was trembly. "There. See?"

"Good. You must really want him."

"I do! I do!" She sighed. "Susan, I wish I could explain. It's not just the prospect of the best sex in my life, although there is that. There's been a huge hole in my life. I feel like I'm... hollowed out. Like I'm just going through the motions. The only thing that makes me want to get up in the morning is taking care of my son Adrian, and he's gone to school or elsewhere most of the time. I want what you have. It's the whole package. Like the way you say you've blossomed and have an entirely new outlook on life."

Susan said encouragingly, "That's true. I do. And you can too. We're similar, you and I. We're each coming out of bad marriages and broken dreams. But we're still young, and life is long. Brenda, the future is SO bright for me that I can't even tell you. Now, when I wake up, I want to leap out of bed. I can't wait to see what each new day will bring! And then, when I wind up naked and kneeling, with my son's big cock in my mouth... OOOH! I get shivers just thinking about it!" That was true. She visibly shivered in a way that couldn't be faked.

She concluded with an encouraging smile, "It'll be like that for you too, if not with Alan, then with someone like him."

Brenda groaned. "I don't want someone like him. I want HIM, dammit! UGH! Sorry. I'm just a little frustrated. Anyway..." She looked over to the sofa where she'd laid out her sexy clothes. "What about all those?"

Susan considered that. "You know what? I think we're good for now. We've got plenty of pictures, so this is a good place to stop. If we keep going, I'm going to get too horny to stand it. Besides, you inspired Alan so much that he just blew a big spermy load right into Suzanne's mouth!"

Brenda smiled from ear to ear. "Did he? Good!" She actually felt a big sense of satisfaction from hearing that.

"Oh, he did! Her face is absolutely DRENCHED with his sweet cum! She's such a sexy sight. Picture Suzanne's face, but so splattered with Alan's manly seed that she can't even open her eyes!"

"Wow!" Brenda's embarrassment lessened as her arousal grew from thinking about that.

After fully recovering from her orgasm, she sat in a more comfortable position. "So... what do you think? Did I pass?"

"Well, that's up to Alan. I'm just his mother. He rules the roost. I just pleasure his cock whenever he lets me."

Brenda whimpered lustily at that incestuous reminder. She almost had to beg Susan to shut up. She felt like her body simply couldn't handle any more arousal. However, her body had a different take on the matter.

Susan was genuinely very impressed, and she wanted to be honest. But she also wanted to continue Suzanne's strategy of having Alan play hard to get. So she said, "For what it's worth, I think you have a GREAT body! Not just your huge tits, but all over. Nice legs, nice ass, cute face. I'd be surprised if he doesn't find you worthy. We'll find out soon. But remember, even if he does like the pictures, that's just one step on a long road."

Brenda nodded with grim determination. Dammit, I can do this. I've come this far. If you want something bad, you have to fight for it with all your might!

Susan left a short time afterwards. As promised, she left the camera with Brenda. She said she'd call tomorrow to ask how the pictures came out.

Brenda had greatly desired Alan already, but now her desire spiked still higher. Even though she didn't even see him or talk to him whatsoever during the photoshoot, Susan had successfully given her a taste of how it felt to be simultaneously aroused and humiliated by him and with him. It was like an addictive drug that she couldn't get enough of.

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