6 Times a Day

Victor Setelo Special [2 / 15]

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Amy sat between Alan's legs and immediately took over for the titfuck that Susan had been doing. She did keep her promise and go slowly. But just the sight on her naked and on her knees while staring lovingly up into his eyes, not to mention the melted butter dripping down and soaking into her skin, was nearly enough to push him over the edge.

Katherine wished she could be in Amy's spot, but this time she had no one to blame but herself. She'd been spacing out, thinking about some events with Heather earlier in the day, and missed the call for a volunteer. Sitting next to Alan at the table, she had a great view of Amy's boobs alternately sliding up and down on either side of her brother's dick, over and over. She could have reached out to lend a hand just as she did to spur Susan's climax, but for the moment she was content to watch.

Katherine said, "You know, Bro, I keep thinking about Heather. I'm just so blown away at the change that's come over her lately. The whole squad is talking about it, though not to her face, of course. The most interesting thing I was going to mention is that Heather also did the painted-on panties thing for the game today. Not only did she do it, but she was, like, waaaaay into it. You know how we wear our cheerleader outfits all day on game days?"

"Yeah?" Alan was getting really excited hearing about this, and he wanted Katherine to hurry with her explanation. He didn't mentally register that Amy was picking up the pace of the titfuck in response to his growing eagerness, but his butter-covered hard-on certainly appreciated it.

His sister said, "Well, I thought that she had worn only the black painted-on panties all day, just like Janice and Joy. But then when cheerleader practice starts, she bends over and we find out that she wasn't even painted! She went totally commando and unpainted, like, all day long!"

Alan immediately thought back to his hallway encounter with Heather. Holy shit! That means that she didn't even have a painted pretense of panties when I was feeling her up! Now that I think about it, I don't remember the feel of paint, or anything else but silky smooth skin, but for some reason I wasn't thinking. Simone and those other girls standing around must have totally seen everything as my finger plunged into her asshole! No wonder they were so wide-eyed. They were gawking at her tanned bare ass, hanging out in the open right in the middle of the hallway! Jeeee-sus. Is Heather totally reckless or what? That was almost crazier than the parking lot incident. Man, I really need to get away from her before she gets me in big trouble.

But Katherine was already talking some more, so Alan stopped his train of thought and listened.

"Heather was acting strange the whole day, especially at lunch and afterward. We have this kind of cheerleader camaraderie on game days, even with Heather, since it's our job to wear our uniforms and raise team spirit. But she was all dreamy-eyed and seemed more keen on raising erections than spirits, if you know what I mean. She was out of control! She kept telling us other cheerleaders to grope her whenever we could, and of course we did, within reason. I mean, she's a bitch, but she's totally hot!"

Amy giggled in agreement.

Katherine went on, "Like, I'd have my hands on her shoulders in a friendly half-hug gesture, and she'd whisper to me, 'The ass. Do my ass!' She wasn't even that bitchy, 'cos she was so blissed out."

Alan was distracted with Amy's titfuck, even if she was still going relatively slowly. But he was listening enough to ask his sister, "So, did you do it?"

"What?"

"Grope her ass."

"Of course. How could we resist an ass like that? She may be, well, Heather, but she has an incredible, perfectly tanned ass. But not in public. We were popping off to bathrooms every chance we could get. But that wasn't good enough for her! It seemed the more publicly and blatantly we groped her, the more she loved it. She really wanted it in the hallways with everyone walking around. It was like she WANTED to get caught! She kept mumbling something about a 'naked Heather day,' whatever that was."

That sent a bolt of excitement through Alan, knowing that Heather was taking his fantasies so seriously and was actually eager to act them out. He realized she probably did want to get caught on some level, since that was part of his fantasy. That helped explain her reckless behavior with him in the hallway. Man, I've sort of created a monster! A sexy, steely, bubble-butt monster.

Katherine continued, "We were all a bit scared, 'cos with Heather you never know if she'll turn on you, plus the danger of getting caught. Kim and Amy were the boldest. I swear, Amy, if it weren't for me holding you back, you'd just shuck off all your clothes and throw yourself into a lesbian cheerleader orgy right in the middle of the school!"

Amy giggled. "Oopsies. But it is fun." Now that she had the floor, she asked Alan about the on-going titfuck. "Boyfriend, how am I doing?"

"Great. Perfect. It's a nice, constant buzz. Not too intense. Thanks so much." He looked around the room. Susan was still sitting on the floor and recovering from her orgasm. She was nude and leaning against a wall just a short distance behind Amy. Suzanne and Katherine, by contrast, were sitting at the table with him fully dressed. Then of course there was Amy, naked and sitting on her heels between his legs with a big smile on her face and his stiff dick sliding through her cleavage. He felt like he was caught halfway between a Norman Rockwell painting and a porn shoot.

He was physically situated right between the two worlds as well. From a view across the table, he appeared to be fully dressed and just having a normal chat with Katherine and Suzanne. But a below the table angle on his side of the room showed that his pants were off and his dick was sloshing in between sweaty and buttery tits.

Katherine continued her story. "Things were pretty chill until lunch. All us girls on the squad had a certain amount of restraint. But then Simone shows up and whisks a bunch of us off to the stinky bathroom. She's as reckless as Heather is! I felt obliged to stand guard at the door, 'cos SOMEone had to be responsible. They were totally fucking standing up, and had it not been in the stinky bathroom, they would have stripped and done it on the floor, I'm sure."

Alan asked, "Hey, how come you're the responsible one with Heather, but never with me?"

She smiled. "That's 'cos I'm your fuck toy. Fuck toys don't hold back and they don't say no."

He rolled his eyes at that. Then he asked, "So wait. She did get painted before the game started, didn't she? She's not THAT crazy."

"She IS that crazy, but she did get painted, I'll admit. I was just getting to that. After cheerleading practice started and she bent over, like I was saying before, she announced that she needed some painting help. Ever since you gave up your painting duties, Kim has become our resident painter, so the two of them went off for a while and the rest of us pretty much stood around gossiping. There's not much reason to practice on game day, since we already know the routines by heart. When Heather came back, she was, like, in la-la land. First, she and Kim did a lot of eating each other out before any painting actually happened. Of course, they did it on purpose just on the other side of the room, so we could totally see and get hot and bothered by it."

Alan looked over at his mother. She was lifting her big tits up and pinching her nipples. She realized he was staring her way, so she smiled and winked at him.

Katherine went on, "Then, when she actually deigned to lead us in reviewing our routines, it seems she was mostly looking for excuses to complain so she could put her hands all over our asses. Especially the other two panty-less ones, and Janice in particular. She said she wanted to check to make sure the paint jobs were done right, but it seemed like all she wanted to check was how deep her fingers could probe inside their pussies."

"Hey, it was fun," Amy said. Alan was holding her tits together now so she could diddle herself as the titfuck continued.

"I'm not denying that," Katherine replied. "But the whole thing pretty much devolved from there. I mean, we have our routines down cold, and everyone on the squad is bi to some degree except for Joy, so why not have some kinky fun? Joy's a good sport about it. You should'a been there. Clothes started coming off and then Heather brought out a box of dildos and it was all over. I think Janice and Heather fucked each other a good half of the remaining practice period."

Even Suzanne was subtly fingering herself now as she mentally pictured an all-out cheerleader orgy.

Alan asked, "Janice and Heather? Are you sure about that?"The sourcᴇ of this content is (f)ir(e).nᴇt

Katherine continued, while also starting to give herself a fingerbang, "I know. It's so ironic because they still hate each other's guts, but that just seemed to make both of them more aroused. You should have seen the way they were viciously insulting each other while sawing away in the others' hole. Heather really gets off on that. Janice was yelling 'Take it, bitch!' while ramming the dildo in and out, and hot damn, Heather was taking it! I dunno, Bro, maybe it reminds her of how you treat her."

Amy added, "It totally rocked! Kim's such a good pussy licker. Alan, you should stop with that silly tennis stuff and just join the squad somehow."

Katherine chimed in, "Yeah! Normally Heather is a pretty stern taskmaster and actually rides us pretty hard. I don't know why she was acting all different today. But with you there, she'd melt and then YOU could ride us all pretty hard." She giggled.

Alan was increasingly convinced that the main reason Heather was acting strange was his "Naked Heather Friday" sex talk. He'd had no idea it would affect her so strongly. Worse, he didn't know how to undo what he'd done there.

Susan had been slowly reviving, mostly thanks to her self breast exploration, and she was fingering herself too. One could hardly hear the B-52's music playing in the background for all the squishy noises throughout the room. She finally spoke up. "Tiger, did you hear that? It sounds to me like you really have tamed the whole cheerleading squad, including Heather! I'm so PROUD of you! They're the cream of the crop!"

Katherine joked, "Cream of the crop, or cream on his cock? But Brother, you do effectively own the team, and Simone too. You could snap your fingers and any of 'em will come running."

Susan said, "I don't know a football from a hole in the ground, but Suzanne I think we need to go to more games and cheer these two cheerleaders on more often!"

Suzanne was in a fairly quiet and subdued mood, even while everyone else was getting increasingly worked up. She alone still had all her clothes on even as she frigged herself underneath her dress. But she nodded. "I have to admit I love the whole painted panties idea. I'd like to see that in action."

Katherine said, "You could do more than just watch. Kim and I were the bread of a fuck sandwich and Heather was the yummy stuff in the middle. If you were a cheerleader, that could be you. Or you, Mom."

Susan turned her head up, startled. "Me? With Heather? I don't know." She frowned, but her chest started heaving more than before.

Katherine noticed her physical reaction, and tauntingly teased, "Mom, do you have a thing for Heather? I think you do."

Susan looked a bit embarrassed. But she spread her legs wider and fingered her pussy with more vigor. "No! ... Well, maybe just a little. She does have a gorgeous face and those big firm teen hooters, even though everyone knows they're just silicone. And she seems so... strong. And in control. But I'll only really be turned on if I get to see her tamed by my son's cock. Tiger, I wanna watch you fuck your way deep into her stuck up ass! That would get me so hot!"

Katherine rolled her eyes in pretend aggravation at everything making her mother "so hot" all the time, but the same ideas turned her on too. She continued, "Moving on, I don't even want to know what happened to Heather and Kim in the supply shed during half time, but I can guess. I swear, Heather was on fire all day! Seriously in heat, and it kind of got to all of us, too."

Her fingers were really pumping in and out now. "Her pussy got quite wet before Kim's paint job properly dried, so her paint job was patchy and she was showing all kinds of things during the game. Of course that just excited the rest of us all the more! She flashed the rest of us cheerleaders more than the crowd, because she liked it that we knew."

Suzanne said, "I still don't understand how you all have so much sex in school and don't get caught."

Amy smiled, and said, "Even I know the answer to that. Three words: location, location, location. The theater room rocks!"

Now that Susan was starting to get seriously horny again, she didn't want to miss out on the action. Everyone was so aroused and busy playing with themselves or with Alan that it was clear the conversation was over. But Susan didn't want to be a "cock hog" and elbow in on Amy's titfuck, either. So she turned her attention to her daughter.

She stood in front of Katherine on one knee to get to the right height, and soon her daughter was suckling at her breast. Cleverly, she was within arm's reach of Alan as well, and a couple of minutes later he joined in, pulling her and Katherine close so he could suckle on her other breast while Amy continued her titfuck.

Only Suzanne was out of the action. Again, she felt the need to be the responsible one and didn't want to overwhelm Alan when the others were acting unusually needy and pushy, since everyone was aware that Alan was going to be gone all weekend. But she was also being strategic, saving up her energy and her turn for when things soon got really wild. She figured she wasn't gonna let him leave on his hiking trip without fucking her first.

Almost nothing could have made Susan happier than having the mouths of her two children on her nipples. She wanted to cry out: "My children are going to milk me! My titties are going to squirt real milk! Come here and get your daily milk delivery!"

But she knew that to say things like that would ruin her big lactation surprise, so she just moaned loudly instead. She knew that every moment her nipples were being sucked would bring the moment of her first lactation that much closer, and that excited her even more.

She came again and again.