6 Times a Day

Chapter 1137: He won't last very long with them!

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That gave Alan enough presence of mind for him to carefully look around the room. He noticed something interesting. While all of the women were fully dressed, at least for now (since they had to lose accessories first), it seemed as if each of them could somehow sense when he was looking directly at them, even if they were looking in other directions. He got this feeling because whoever he was looking at seemed to be doing something quite sexual.

For instance, he stared at Suzanne for a while. She was fanning herself with a hand as if the room was boiling hot. She pulled her top away from her chest with an idle finger, continuing the charade that she needed air. That enabled him to just barely see her nipples at times, if he was lucky. Somehow, that sight was sexier than if she had been completely nude.

Then he looked over at Katherine. There was a choice of snacks in the middle of the table, including Susan's justly famous homemade oatmeal raisin cookies, and she had a selection of sliced carrots and celery in her hand. The vegetables were sliced length-wise and she had a cluster of them in one hand and was licking the peanut butter out of the grooves in the celery. It looked exactly as if the bunch of vegetables was a hard penis and she was licking it clean. She was going at it so passionately that it seemed certain to make a big spectacle the others would want to comment on and joke about. But no one else appeared to be noticing at all.

Xania meanwhile was taking advantage of her tongue's impressive talents. She was eating a piece of lemon cake, but she seemed to spend most of her time cleaning her fingertips of the white frosting. She kept her fingers fairly far from her mouth and let her long tongue slither out like a serpent to clean them. It was even more arousing and suggestive of a blowjob than Katherine's sensual vegetable display.

Xania seemed oblivious of Alan's attention, except at one point when she suddenly turned his way and winked, then went back to pretending like he wasn't there. Somehow, that aroused him even more.

Next, he looked at Susan. She had both of her hands underneath her semi-transparent top. She seemed very busy fondling her own breasts while rocking back and forth on her seat as if she was riding a see-saw. But unlike the others, she stared directly back at him nonstop and with a laser-like intensity. She was so into her own breasts that she was on the verge of cumming at any moment.

As a result, she didn't notice how Kim, sitting next to her, was staring her way just as intently and was frequently reaching out towards her rack, but in a very tentative fashion. Kim would always pull back before getting very close.

Alan noticed her situation and was greatly amused by it.

And so it went around the room. Even though not an item of clothing had come off yet (except for his shorts and some accessories), there was something highly arousing to see anywhere he looked. Even Kim, though she wasn't doing anything sensual, was staring at everyone else with such obvious admiration and lust that her mood was infectious.

With so much teasing and arousal going on, it was a wonder that the card game was moving forward at all. But it was, despite many interruptions, mostly due to Suzanne's prodding. She was very competitive, and when she started a game she wanted to finish it as the victor. She was determined to be the first to lose all of her clothes.

Alan found himself so aroused, particularly from the constant low-level ministrations of Amy and Akami, that he wondered if he might shoot his load before the first pair of breasts was even officially bared in the game.

It didn't help that Amy and Akami resumed stroking his hard-on after only a short break. It got particularly crazy when both of his "penis tenders" stopped taking turns and began whispering sweet nothings in each of his ears at the same time.

On one side, Amy was saying things like, "Brother, big sexy official boyfriend brother, just look at your harem. I get so hot just looking at everyone here, and I'm not even the harem master! I'm just one of your many tightly-cunted, busty nymphos. Gosh, it must be so tough for you to decide who to fuck. Who do you think you're going to fuck first tonight?"

Amy looked pointedly at Suzanne and then at Susan. "Look at our moms. Isn't it especially tasty, to fuck one of your own mothers? Both of them at once, even? I've gotten to know my mother's pussy with my tongue a little bit, so I think I can guess how ready she is. It must be so hot and tight and wet right now, just waiting for her Sweetie to fill her up. It almost makes me want to have a cock, so I could explore and fuck every last needy inch of it!"

As she whispered, her wet tongue was making love to his ear. "Don't you just want to fuck everyone here? You're such a super stud brother that I know you can. You know what would be cool? You should have a cocksucking contest. I want to see every woman here tonight gag as you fill their throats with your thick, hard, meaty cock..."

Amy was learning from her mother how to talk in a sexy bedroom voice. The way she said "thick, hard, meaty cock" was so drawn out and intense that Alan almost felt like he'd had a good fucking just from her words alone. It made him shiver all over.

Then she enthusiastically added, "Including me! Especially me, in fact!" She giggled uncontrollably. She had possession of the top part of his cock now and was making full use of it. His erection was so slick from pre-cum and sweat that her fingers freely glided up and down in a most maddening fashion. She seemed to have forgotten all about the need to take it easy and slow.

On the other side, Akami waited for Amy to pause, then said, "Alan, I miss you so much! Do you know I call here nearly every day? Usually it's just to talk to your mom during my lunch break at the office. We talk about getting fucked by you, of course. That's how I know a little bit about some things already, like your nickname 'man of the house' or this game's penis tender tradition. The talks help to ease my need a little, but at the same time it keeps me so hot for you! Susan's lust and love for you is so intense, just hearing her talk is like standing in front of an open blast furnace."

He remained silent, but that comment made him look over at Susan again. He felt the heat of her stare, and it made his heart beat faster.

Akami continued, "I used to just be your nurse and I was content with that, but lately I always find myself masturbating while thinking about you. It's embarrassing because I know you hardly ever think of me. But I do it to myself with you on my mind almost every day, I'll have you know! I have to lock the door when I make those calls to Susan because I always end up jilling myself! She's your number one fan, you know. God, if you get her started talking about your cock there's no way to get her to stop."

She went on, "But tonight you can do me for real, can't you? Are you going to lay your thick pipe down my throat? Make me shut up already by filling my mouth with cock! Or maybe, maybe you need to take my ass? Take it! Maybe you need to show me who's the boss by stuffing my ass completely full of your manly meat! I bet you'd love to FUCK my ASS,

wouldn't you..."

Between each sentence she would stop for a while and seemingly attempt to fuck his ear with repeated jabs of her little tongue. All of her talk about assfucking inspired her to probe his anus, too, digging in deep to stimulate his prostate gland.

Alan was too blown away to say anything in return. It was all he could do just to use his PC muscle control to keep his surging erection from blowing. He was determined to set some kind of endurance record so he wouldn't let anyone down or lose his inflated image. Sometimes both women talked to him at once, so he couldn't always understand all the words, but their lust and strong desire came through loud and clear in any case. After a while he had to ask both of them to stop with the whispering, kissing, and tonguing. It was simply too arousing and ego-boosting for one man to take. He slowly returned to Earth as the stimulation was "merely" reduced to their hands stroking his shaft and balls at a slow

pace.

As if coming out of a fog, he looked around the room again and was surprised to see that all the other women had gone quiet. Each of them were staring right at him, and all had the same smugly satisfied "cat that ate the canary" look. It seemed that they were all waiting for him,

for some reason.

Suzanne seemed the most satisfied of all. She said to Alan teasingly, "So, still having trouble

getting an erection, lover boy? Are your two tenders not taking good enough care of you? We can make this a non-erotic evening if you just want to sit around and talk. Or we could just really play regular poker, if you'd prefer that."

"NO!" Alan replied a bit too forcefully. He was loving life, now, and riding a very excellent

erotic buzz.

"I thought not," Suzanne smirked. It was her turn to shuffle, so she began shuffling the cards, leering, "I'd rather play Strip Stud so we could see you take off that stupid U2 concert T-shirt and show us your manly chest." She licked her lips as she dealt out the cards. However, now that Alan was slightly more aware, the mention of his concert shirt reminded him that something was missing. "Doesn't anyone want to put some music on?" He picked up his cards and actually examined them for a change.

A long quiet followed his question. Then Amy giggled, "Not really."

That broke everyone up into fits of laughter except Alan. He grumbled at being left out of another inside joke.

As the laughter died down, he turned to Amy and said, "Okay, that's enough. Something strange is going on, and I want to know what it is. Aims, I'm going to tickle you to death until

you tell me. Rggrrr!"

He began tickling her, though he wasn't that effective since his hands seemed more interested in playing with her tits. Her white gown had just one jewel-encrusted clasp holding the fabric over her chest. He simply undid it and the top of the gown burst open from its tight confines, completely baring her chest.

He continued to tickle and fondle her mercilessly, but Amy was putting up a brave front. In a voice like the Cookie Monster on 'Sesame Street,' he growled, "I'm the tickle monster!" That made Amy laugh so hard that she had to withdraw her hand from his crotch completely. But she still wouldn't talk, and she didn't budge from her seat. Akami took full advantage of Amy's distraction. While he tickled his sister, she was playing a little game on his sweet spot just below his cockhead. She would rub it really slow for maybe twenty seconds or so, and then give it a hard and frantic rub for about five seconds that would very nearly make him cum. But, after a great surge of pleasure, she'd return to the slow rub. It was delightfully frustrating, and he'd never know when the next hard rub would strike. She also bent over and began flicking the tip of her tongue around the tip of his cockhead. Oh yeah, that's what I'm talking about! What is it about sucking this boy's cock that's so great? Is it just the sweet cum? Am I hyped up just because I hear Susan rave about cocksucking this piece of meat so often? Whatever it is, I'm hooked!

Finally, just as he leaned over to suck on one of Amy's nipples, Suzanne said, "Okay, we give. I don't want you to 'tickle' my poor daughter to death." She made quote marks in the air as she said the word "tickle" because he seemed more determined now to make Amy cum than he was tickling her to get her to talk.

Then she said, "Akami, ease up on the 'tickle monster' or he's going to blow like Mount St. Helens. I can tell from experience, just by the look on his face, that he's truly on the verge this time. And definitely take your tongue off his cock already or he'll lose it for sure."

There was a long pause as both Alan and Akami reluctantly complied with Suzanne's orders. Finally, some semblance of order returned to the table, although Amy remained topless. Suzanne said, "Katherine, reach behind you and show Alan the chair Brenda will be sitting in

when she joins us."

With a big grin, Katherine raised up a bit and spun around so she was sitting backwards on her chair. She carefully bunched her dress between her legs so her ass was completely exposed. (Luckily, she'd recently lost her panties in the card game.) Then she reached back and slid a chair along the floor until it came into Alan's view. She did all of this without ever completely

leaving her seat.

Alan looked at the empty chair, and suddenly the reluctance of everyone to get up became clear. There, in the middle of the seat, was a plastic dildo that appeared to have a suction cup at the bottom, holding it firmly attached to the seat.

Katherine squirmed around in her chair delightfully. She rose up enough for him to see the

dark blue dildo she was impaled on, then slowly settled back down on it. She sat backwards on the chair to give him the best unobstructed view of the dildo.

He noticed it looked thinner than his own penis, but he couldn't tell the length because much of it was still trapped inside her. He did notice that it appeared to be quite bendable and flexible, which helped explain how the women were writhing around all over their chairs so

much.

She said, "Big Golf Club Brother, now you see why we warned you not to sit in any other chair?"

Everyone laughed and giggled.

Even Alan laughed a bit. He stopped his tickle and tit-fondling attack on Amy and slapped

himself in the forehead. "Duh! How did I miss that? So every blessed one of you is sitting on

one of those?"

There was more laughter and giggling as all the women nodded. This was followed by Cheshire Cat grins all around the table.

He continued to look around the room. If he wasn't horny enough already, knowing that every

single woman in the room had not only been impaled on, but was actively riding and writhing on dildos that had been suction cupped to their chairs during the whole party turned him on in a big way. At the same time, he was very glad that everyone was having a lot of sexual fun

without him, or even needing anyone else to touch them. It reduced the pressure on him to deliver orgasms.

Suzanne spoke up. "Sweetie, you remember this afternoon when you told us your fantasy

about the Duke clan sitting down to dinner on special chairs with wooden dildos built right

into the middle of their seats? Well, voilà!"

She squirmed particularly vigorously as she finished, opening her eyes wide as if she were cumming hard.

Alan couldn't tell if she was actually cumming, or just hamming it up. He suspected the latter, but it was lots of fun either way. "That's amazing, Aunt Suzy, I mean, Mother. They're not actually built into the chair, but still, it's pretty dang close. Where did you get those? And in just a few hours, no less?"

But no one seemed to care or want to respond. They were having a lot of fun hamming it up by writhing around even more than before, though. Even Kim was getting in on the act. Sighing with theatrical exaggeration, he said, "Well then, since I seem to be the only one capable of standing, I guess it's up to me to put on some tunes." Temporarily extricating himself from Amy and Akami, he went to the stereo and put in a selection of CDs on the

random setting.

The choices were all hit compilations, including the "Sex Slave Mix" Katherine had made

recently. While he was alone, he thought, Dang! Dildo chairs?! These sexy ladies are such hotties! The rest of

the night is gonna be great! Heck, with my family four here, plus Xania, Brenda, Kim, AND Akami here as well, the rest of the night is going to be absolutely insane!

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