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Alan went back to his bedroom and undressed. He was ready to go to sleep. That was climax number seven. No need to pleasure myself tonight, since I reached my daily target. Boy, what a way to get there too! So much help in one day, and I didn't even need to touch myself. In fact, with the way things are going, I may never need to masturbate again! And things were nicely paced all throughout the day too.
Fuck, what a fashion show that was! It seems like half the day, someone was doing something great to my dick. Yet it's still in one piece, it's not too sore, and I even got some homework done with Aims. Even though Sis and I didn't get to go to Kim's house today, what happened at home more than made up for it! Mom is just totally breaking down lately and letting herself go. goodbye boundaries, hopefully! Good riddance!
He lay back on his bed but left the light on, since he was too excited to go to sleep right away. And Aims - today was like her coming out and full initiation into the cocksucking club. This whole "personal cocksucker" thing is kind of bizarre, and I don't know what to say when they mention that, but I sure am reaping the benefits!
Hopefully, Aims can help to open things up around the house even more. I know Mom and Aunt Suzy in particular have been holding back whenever she was around. I hope that before long they won't be doing that anymore. Seeing Aims and Aunt Suzy hug like that gives me hope.
Every day it all gets better and better. How good can it get? If every day could just be like today, or even yesterday for that matter, not to mention the day before... or the day before that!
He chuckled. It's okay if I haven't fucked Aunt Suzy or Mom yet. Yeah, it's frustrating, but how can I really complain about anything? I've died and gone to heaven already! Heck, every day is a total dream.
Susan and Katherine had gone to sleep already.
But, remarkably, the day still wasn't over for Alan.
A minute or so later, Suzanne knocked on his door. She'd returned after making sure that Amy had gone to bed at a reasonable time, since she had school the next day. "Sweetie?"
Alan had been hoping Susan might pay him a visit, but Suzanne's voice was an unexpected and pleasant surprise. He got up, walked to the door, and let her in. He was naked, but he didn't bother to cover his privates.
The sultry redhead immediately took off a loose, conservative dress that he'd often seen her wear to cover up when walking between their houses. That revealed her real outfit: a see-through top and extremely low-cut, cut-off jean shorts. Her feet were bare, since that went with her country girl look.
He stood back and whistled in appreciation.
She carefully closed the door behind her and stepped further into the room. "Sweetie, I know you must be tired, but I'm hoping you still have some life in you. I was going to go to bed, but I realized I'd be haunted by all that cum on Amy's face and wouldn't be able to get to sleep unless I got some of my own. Not only that, but tomorrow is Tuesday, and we know a certain cock hog will demand you for herself all day. You can't have me go without getting your cum for two whole days!" She made an exaggerated pout.
He sat down on the edge of his bed, feeling bummed. "Aunt Suzy, I just can't do it. For one thing, Mom still hasn't given me my goodnight kiss. I expect her here any minute."
"That's another reason I came back. Your Mom is asleep for the evening. She was so exhausted that Katherine and I literally had to drag her to bed. This was right before I came downstairs and found Amy slurping between your legs. All this sexual activity is very tiring, you know, and she's not used to all the wine. So I figured if she can't tuck you in, I'd better do it."
Her eyes widened with mock alarm. "We can't have you go to sleep not tucked in!" She put her hands on her cheeks to express her concern while holding her mouth in an open "O" shape.
He grinned at that, but said, "I don't know, Mom. Er, I mean, Aunt Suzy. I wish we could, but I've done it seven times already today. It really wouldn't make sense for me to do it anymore." He thought it was curious that he was confusing the two mothers with each other.
Suzanne noted it too. It was something he'd only started doing lately. She saw it as a very good sign, since she knew just how much he loved and lusted after his own mother. Somehow, it made her horny as hell. (Not that she wasn't hot and bothered already!)
She slipped into her extra sultry mode and grinned knowingly. "Oh, that's okay, Son. You know, these stupid shorts." She caught the waistband of her shorts with her thumbs and began slowly pulling them down. "They must be too big on me, 'cos they keep falling off my hips all the time!"
She kept pulling until her bush came into view, and still they kept sliding further down.
Alan's worry that he wouldn't be able to get erect again flew right out the window. Yet he wasn't too surprised, even after cumming seven times over the course of the day.
In fact, it had pretty much come to the point that just looking at Suzanne or any of the other three women at home would almost automatically make him hard, no matter what they were wearing (unless his penis was already in a hopeless state). He'd seen them all naked so much lately that he could literally undress them mentally. He knew their every mole and every blemish, which wasn't difficult since all four of them had such flawless skin.
Suzanne kept sliding her shorts slowly down until they were around her knees. Then she leaned forward, with the very pleasant side effect of her top hanging forward and loose.
He finally replied, jokingly, "Aunt Suzy, you need some new shorts. You're right; those are far too big on you."
She ignored his comment. "Sweetie, the fashion show was great, but it left me soooo horny! You don't expect me to put on such a great performance without a little reward, do you? Just one teeny weeny blowjob?"
Suzanne had actually hoped to have some actual intercourse. After her role as Elle at the party and then their almost fuck at the nude beach, she was ready to have her first "official" fuck with the man she loved. But given his current tired condition, she decided she'd better content herself with just a blowjob.
One thing she'd learned from the Elle incident was that it was no good forcing intercourse in a less than ideal situation. It was a bit of a miracle he was able to get hard at all, and his willpower was so worn down that he probably wouldn't be able to hold out for very long. Plus, with Susan and Katherine asleep nearby, they wouldn't be able to make much noise.
He remained reluctant despite his erection, made obvious because of his nudity. Man! How can I turn down the sex goddess Suzanne, especially when she looks like that?! But I'd be asking for trouble by cumming too many times in one day. I might even damage my dick before long if I keep on pushing my luck in situations like this. And what the heck is the deal with her acting like a blowjob is a reward for herself? Amy was going on about that too. That's so not normal!
He said, "I'd really love to, but I really, really can't. I mean, six times today! That's such an absurd number for most people."
"You're not most people. I know six is your daily target, but I'll bet it has become slightly below average for you. I don't think you realize the total sexual stud you've turned into. I think you can handle one more time. And I'll bet Daisy would agree with me."
As Suzanne said this last sentence, she slid her shorts up and down a couple inches around her knees, as if she normally wore them way down there. She changed her voice and assumed her Daisy Duke southern accent. "I only hope you can do it again, 'cos I's got a powerful fixin' for a good cocksuckin'. Mammy says I's been a-suckin' and a-fuckin' my pappy's cock far too many times a day lately, and that I gotta help my brothers out more often. You needin' any help there, Bro?"
She had deliberately used Katherine's term for him, hoping the allusion to incest would make him hard. (She'd also called him "Son" a minute ago, but she decided that "Daisy" was too young to be a mother.) She let her shorts drop all the way to the floor. Then she shifted her weight from one leg to another in an exaggerated manner, keeping his eyes glued to her crotch.
"Oh no!" he groaned. "You're evil! Pure evil, Daisy Duke! How can any sane guy possibly ever resist you? You're so impossibly beautiful. Come on over here, Daisy; your brother needs your body in a big way."
"Yee-haw!" Suzanne yelled. She pulled her thin top over her head, and tossed it aside. Then she leapt onto his bed.
He was taken by surprise at first, but he quickly buried his face between her huge tits. She grabbed his dick and pumped it with her hand. "Daisy's never met a cock she'd didn't love to suck, but yours is my favorite, Jim Bob, 'ceptin' daddy's of course. Oh, by the by, mammy said I's gotta remind you you'd best be doin' your chores or she's gonna tan your hide with one of them erotic spankin's. If you do do them, you get to be spankin' her, so I 'spose it's a spankin' either way."
He laughed. "Chores? You mean I gotta feed the goats and milk the cows?"
"No, I mean your fuckin' chores. Don't tell me you plumb forgot. Have you been drinkin' too much moonshine? I's touched you like me best, but you gotta feed all your other sisters your big fat cock too. Fill 'em up till their holes and mouths are overflowin' with seed, just like you do every day. Then you've gotta milk your mammy's big, creamy tits. Bless her heart, if she don't get her milkin' and fuckin' every three hours, her nips hurt somethin' terrible with leakin' milk. Downright criminal not to fuck her regular, it is. Ain't you rememberin' nuthin'? Ain't you gonna help out your milky mommy Susan with a good ol' daily fuck n' suck?"
"Susan?! Oh God!" He groaned as he succumbed to Suzanne's titillation and pleasuring.
"Daisy" decided that was enough talking. She engulfed his cockhead and started bobbing.
Suzanne didn't really care whether her husband Eric was concerned about where she was and when she might come home. They hardly ever spoke anymore, anyway. She knew that it wasn't really fair to have Alan perform again, but she couldn't help herself. She had her pride, but in fact she wasn't that different from what Susan had become. Suzanne had to guzzle Alan's addictive cum down her throat at least once a day or it was a total loss from her point of view. Nothing else mattered as much.
Suzanne with mouth open at the tip of Alan's cock, with one hand lightly touching it near the root
Alan stayed hard seemingly forever. Ten minutes passed, and then another ten. For most of that time, Suzanne ended up kneeling on the floor while he sat on the edge of the bed. That was most convenient, because she switched between cocksucking and titfucking when one or the other got too tiring for her. Oftentimes, thanks in large part to her extraordinarily long tongue, she managed to do both at once.
