6 Times a Day

Wishing Drunk Dargon a Happy Birthday! You're another year older, but you will always stay young at heart. Today is the oldest you've ever been and the youngest you'll ever be again, so treasure this moment!

Enjoy your special day to the fullest. May all of your wishes come true on this special day!

So as my First Sponsor and for his kind Donation, here's a couple of chapters I've been working on.

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Drunk Dargon Special [ 1 / 3 ]

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Susan and Suzanne were still lying on their lounge chairs in their bikinis and chatting when Alan came to the pool area in a bathing suit.

Suzanne smiled at him and waved him over. "He's alive! Come over here, Blob Boy. What are you doing?"

He walked over to Suzanne's lounge chair and sat down on it, near her waist. He smiled. "I figured I've had enough blobbing around inside the house so I should blob over here for a while. Plus, I thought a swim in the pool might help rouse me." He looked to Susan. "Pardon my language, Mom, but I still feel crappy. It's like my head is in a fog."

Susan sighed. "I know exactly what you mean. I feel terrible. I should NEVER drink more than one glass of wine." She sighed again, and stared longingly at Alan's crotch, even though there was no bulge there.

She added tentatively, "Son, speaking of... rousing you... I'm concerned."

"Why?" He gave Suzanne a brief peck on her cheek.

Susan spoke earnestly, "Think about it. When was the last time you had an orgasm? I'll bet it wasn't since last night, which means it's been over 12 hours!"

"That's true," he admitted.

Susan spoke like a concerned mother. "Son, we still have your medical condition to think about. Luckily, you've been cumming so much lately that hitting your daily target hasn't been much of a worry for me. But with over half the day gone and not even a single orgasm, you could fall well short!"

She sighed heavily. "I wish so much that I could help you out. Unfortunately, I just don't feel up for it."

Suzanne playfully pretended to be amazed. She asked Susan, "Excuse me?! Did I hear you correctly?"

Susan looked at her unhappily. "It's not funny. Tiger's balls are building up with cum even as we speak, and it's probably reaching dangerous levels, and I feel helpless to do anything about it. Suzanne, this is a great chance for you to come to the rescue. What if I leave you two be, so you can, you know, take care of him?"

Suzanne nodded. "No problem. I feel fine."

But Alan said, "Unfortunately, I don't. Aunt Suzy, I'm sure you could arouse me if you put your mind to it. Heck, you could give a marble statue an erection."

"What on Earth are you talking about?" She sounded indignant, but she proudly sat up and struck a sexy pose with her hands behind her head.

"See?! That's exactly what I mean! But I don't want to make this something that feels forced and kind of take the fun out of it. What if I just swim around for a while first? Maybe I'll feel better after that."

Suzanne lowered her hands with obvious disappointment. "Sure. Whatever works for you."

Alan went swimming, and Susan went inside.

After a few minutes, Suzanne noticed that swimming was helping Alan revive, because he started energetically swimming laps. So she took off her bikini and sunglasses and joined him in the pool.

She could tell he still wasn't up for an orgasm, but they had fun getting frisky. At first, they played around and splashed water at each other. But before long they were hugging and kissing while neck deep in the water.

His penis remained flaccid, but he was having fun running his hands over Suzanne's nude body mostly under the water.

As they continued to lazily play around and fondle each other, he said, "Hey, Aunt Suzy, I've got a question for you."

"Shoot."

"What exactly did we do upstairs at the party last night? I'm trying to remember, and my memories are coming back to me, but... it's weird."

"Weird?" She knew she was in a tight spot. She couldn't tell him what happened since it had been Susan pretending to be her, and Susan had been unusually tight-lipped about what had happened.

"Yeah. I kind of remember you were getting into some weird stuff. Like the role-play."

"Role-play?"

"Yeah. When you pretended to be Mom and started calling yourself 'Mommy.'"

"Oh. That role-play. To be honest, my memories are kind of foggy too."

"Well, l just want you to know that kind of thing is almost unnecessary because being with Suzanne, my great Aunt Suzy, is just as much of a thrill for me as being with Mom. So it's not like you have to do that to make things more arousing for me. That's total overkill."

She smiled. "Well, thanks. That makes me feel good. But still, variety is the spice of life. And since I was drunk, I was letting my inhibitions go and getting a kick out of pretending to be her."

"So does that explain your lactation talk?"

"What?"

"Don't you remember? I don't fully remember myself, but a few memories do stick out. Something about you wanting me to milk you. You kept saying that. Is that, like some kick of yours that you've been keeping secret?"

Suzanne thought, Interesting! It sounds like Susan's got a lactation fetish. But then again, I shouldn't be surprised. It's obvious that her breasts and especially her nipples are highly sensitive. Plus, she never got a chance to milk him when he was a baby. Too bad it's too late for her to do it for him, for real. She said, carefully, "Oh yeah. Now that you mention it, it's coming back to me. But just because I said that, it doesn't mean much. People say and do strange things when they're drunk." She guessed, "Wasn't it just that I wanted you to suckle on my nipples, and I was encouraging you to do that?"

He thought back, and nodded. "Yeah. I guess."

She already had her arms around him, and she slipped her hands down to his ass and his crotch. She'd noticed his penis was starting to stiffening. "Speaking of suckling and sucking, when are you going to let me take care of you? We don't want Susan to worry." She lasciviously licked her tongue all the way around her lips.

He could feel his dick fully engorge, thanks to her sliding fingers. But he wasn't done talking. "No, we don't. And speaking of that, I guess it's a good thing we stopped when we did."

Suzanne stuck with a safe guess. "You didn't seem to feel too good."

"Well, yeah. Between that and trying to stick to Mom's boundaries, it was weird. I loved it, of course, but I was frustrated too. Just because of what I said, that doesn't mean I don't want to do that with you, but not until Mom's rule on that changes. Heck! Who am I kidding? I'd love to do that with you! It's so frustrating that Mom is so adamant about it."

Suzanne thought, Is he talking about what I think he is talking about? Did Susan want to let him go all the way? WOW! But then they stopped for some reason before it could happen. That explains why Susan is trying to avoid my questions. I better watch my expression so I don't give too much away.

"Same here, Sweetie. But we have to be patient." Although I don't know how much longer my patience will last, she added in her mind.

He nodded. "Good thing we came to our senses in time."

She thought, A-HA! They DID get close to fucking! Boy, I wish I knew the full story to that. But Susan is staying completely mum, and if I ask Sweetie too many questions, he'll realize that I don't know shit. At least I got the gist. That'll help me a lot going forward with Susan's indoctrination.

As she fondled his stiff boner, she changed topics before her lack of knowledge could be exposed, "On a different note, what exactly happened between you and my daughter in the closet last night?"

A guilty look crossed his face. "What do you mean? We were, uh, necking."

She stared at him hard. "Normally, you're a pretty clever and smooth guy, especially for someone your age. But you just wrote the word 'GUILTY' all over your face. Besides, when I opened the door, I saw all kinds of hand movement and clothes being pulled back into place. And let's not forget that she was topless."

He sighed with frustration. "Okay, I'll admit that there was more than just kissing going on. My hands were all over her, and she had her hands on my ass, and my... penis."

"A-HA! I knew it!"

Despite her "A-ha" moment, he couldn't help but look down between their bodies and grin. He couldn't actually see anything due to the water and the way they were pressed together, but he could definitely feel it. He said, "Kind of exactly what you're doing to me this very minute, as a matter of fact."

She had to grin at that too. "There does seem to be a lot of that going around lately, isn't there? But don't get all cocky with me, Mr. Cock Man. You have to be careful with Amy, you hear? I understand that it's probably all but inevitable that you and her are going to get sexually involved. But I want you to take it slowly with her. Please!"

He nodded. "I am. Believe me, I am. With her, it's like... she has no sexual barriers with me. I could probably tell her I'm going to fuck her, and she'd happily say, 'M'kay!"

Suzanne chided him, "Well, DON'T! That's exactly what I'm worried about!" She stopped jacking him off to wag a warning finger near his face.

"Relax! I said I could, but I obviously haven't. You know how much I love Amy. At first, I started playing with her, kind of toying with her innocence and her, well, her Amy-ness. But then I realized that sex stuff is way too important for the fun and games we've always played."

"Damn straight!" Suzanne said emphatically. She reached back down to his cock under the water and gave it a firm, almost painful squeeze. "This naughty boy right here, he's the cause of all the trouble in this house. Susan had a point about all your cum building up to dangerous levels. I think it's time I suck all that evil naughtiness right out of you!" She resumed jacking him off.

He chuckled, then acted scared. "Oh no! Not that! Anything but that! Please, Brer Fox, please don't throw me into that thar briar patch!"

She laughed at that. "Nice reference. I suppose I'll cut you some slack, since you called me a fox." She winked. "Now, come on, let's get back to my lounge chair."

The two of them got out of the pool and toweled off. Happily for Alan, Suzanne let him towel her off, and she toweled him off. Needless to say, their private parts got the most toweling. They would have done it far longer except that they were eager to get to the blowjob they had "promised" Susan they would do.

However, Suzanne felt she still had more to say about Amy. They lay side by side on the lounge chair and resumed jacking him off. "Before I get started sucking the evil cum out of you, I want to reiterate that you need to go slow with Amy. Unfortunately, her body has matured a lot faster than her mind has. I wish I could just freeze her from getting sexually involved for a few more years, at least, but obviously that's just a pipe dream. With the way things are getting sexed up around here, there's no way I can expect her to stay out of it."

Alan said, "That's definitely true. Believe me, I've tried my best already. But she's just too hot and too willing! I love her so much. Now that I can express my love for you, Mom, and Sis in a physical way, how can I resist doing that with her too?"

Suzanne nodded sadly. "I know. I get it. And you two have already gotten involved, like what you were doing last night, so it's hopeless for me to put Pandora back in her box. But promise me this: don't take things to the next level yet! Meaning blowjobs. You two can kiss and fondle if you must, including your penis, but keep it at that until I give you the green light. Please?"

He said, "I'll try, but... it's really tough! How long am I supposed to hold back like that, and for what purpose? With the way things are going, she's going to see all kinds of sexual stuff happening all over the house and want to be a part of it."

Suzanne sighed wearily. "I know, I know. To be honest, a delay is as much for me as for her. I need to adjust to the fact that she's becoming a woman. And we also have to be careful about her blabbing to others. For instance, it wouldn't be wise to fully reveal the details of your medical treatment."

He nodded. "Sometimes, her enthusiasm gets the best of her."

They talked some more about Amy and Suzanne's concerns about her. But all the while, they were freely fondling each other, with Suzanne steadily continuing her handjob, and they got so worked up that they switched positions for a blowjob.

Suzanne started sucking. She'd noticed that Susan was working at the kitchen sink, which meant that it was all but impossible for her not to stare right at her and Alan. So she figured that she could help break Susan of her prudish ways a little bit more while helping Alan enjoy himself. Knowing that Susan was almost certainly watching her every move inspired her to really go to town on his cock. Unfortunately, there was a good distance between where she was and the kitchen window, but she was careful to position herself for Susan's benefit to make sure she always had something to see.

After a few minutes, she switched over to a titfuck-blowjob combo because she figured that would be easy for Susan to see and enjoy. Plus, she was proud of what she could do with her long tongue, and she couldn't resist showing off a little bit.