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Six Times a Day Pt. 32

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Part 32: Hanging on the Telephone

At well over a million words, this is one of a handful of the longest erotic stories ever written. The first couple of parts are mostly build up and teasing, but there's lots of sex later on. The story also has love, humor, plot, character, and a lot of popular acclaim, so you should give it a try if you haven't already. It has incestuous themes as well, so beware if that isn't your cup of tea. Because of the plot and character development, it really helps to start with Part 1.

This was written as a heavily illustrated story, but because of an unclear copyright situation with the pictures, it's posted here without them. The characters' private thoughts are marked in italics.

NOTE: In 2007, this story was massively revised and now greatly differs from the earlier version posted on Literotica. There are many new and heavily updated scenes, and scenes there were in one part are now often in another part. So please don't mind the confusion. If you've read it already you might want to read it again.


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CHAPTER 1 (Sunday, Nov. 17)

When Alan woke up again late Sunday morning, he again marveled at the incredible luck and joy the world had brought him. Finally! Sex with Suzanne AND Amy! And on the same day, too. There's something so deliciously naughty about fucking a mother and daughter. That's what I call a day well spent. But today's a new day, and I'm going to take it easy.

He looked around, and to his surprise Amy was nowhere to be seen. He looked at the clock by his bedside. It read 10:30. He checked his bed sheets; they were sticky. So I'm not dreaming, he thought. The sheets smell like Amy. And Miss Pussy, too, heh-heh. God, I love her. Them, heh-heh-heh. Maybe she's downstairs. If I'm going to cum a few times today, I can hardly think of a better way than a morning penis squeeze in her tight cunt.

He slipped on a robe and wandered around the house, but there was no sign of Amy. Unbeknownst to him, about an hour earlier Amy had woken up and gone looking for food, but found Susan in the kitchen instead. Susan was feeling horrible from sleeping poorly and with some justification blamed Amy and her loud, piercing screams. She was in a rare bad mood, and had stared daggers at Amy.

Amy was so shocked at the ill will coming from the normally perpetually kind and loving Susan that she practically fled the house. That in turn made Susan feel guilty and she went to church a short time later.

Alan was eating cereal when Katherine wandered into the kitchen. She was groggy from a poor night of sleep too, but at least she'd been able to sleep in some. She was wearing some casual around-the-house clothes.

She brightened up when she saw Alan. "Morning, Big Telephone Pole Bro." Imitating Humphrey Bogart's voice, she winked and said, "Looks like it's just you and me, kid."

Alan laughed and said, "I think it's a safe bet Bogart never addressed anyone as 'Big Telephone Pole Bro.' Where's Mom? Or Amy?"

"Church, I assume. Mom's not in her bedroom - I peeked in. And you know the Pestridges go to church sometimes, too. It's Sunday. Remember?"

"Oh yeah."

She was feeling regretful she hadn't tried to wear something sexy. "Which reminds me of recent sermon about the joys of brotherly love. Please hurry up with your bowl of Cheerios."

"Why?"

"Because Sunday means your insanely aggravating ban on fucking me in the house is finally over. You haven't fucked me since Friday with Xania, and that was an all too rare exception lately. I think you have some 'brotherly love' that needs sharing, if you know what I mean. I want you to give me some of what Amy got last night." She poked him in the chest repeatedly, but in a loving and playful way.

Alan was certainly amenable to the idea, as he'd just been looking for Amy to fuck, and he did feel it had been too long with Katherine too. But he continued to eat his cereal. He only said, "Hmm."

"Hmm? What does that mean?"

"You know I'm pretty gross. I really should take a shower first."

Katherine giggled, relieved at his agreeing. "Not a problem, Big Table Leg Brother. Why, I think I just might want to take a shower at the same time, and even in the same spot!"

"Fancy that," he replied grinning. "What are the odds?"

Just then, the telephone rang. There was a cordless receiver a few feet from where Alan sat, so he stood and picked it up. "Hello?"

To his surprise, the "hello" in reply came from his teacher Glory.

He replied tentatively. "Glory? What a pleasant surprise. What are you calling- Hey, I didn't even know you had my number."

"Sorry," Glory said while nervously twirling the phone cord. She was pacing her bedroom, and had red eyes from crying. "You know I'm good at getting information. Don't you think that, given the way we know each other, we should have each other's phone number?" Her voice sounded edgy and needy.

"Well, sure. I'm just surprised, is all. I mean, I thought we needed to be careful about the whole teacher and student outside of school thing."

Katherine listened intently. She put two and two together from his mention of "Glory" and "teacher" and wiggled her eyebrows up and down in a suggestive Groucho Marx style.

"You're right," Glory conceded. "But I just felt I had to call. I'm climbing up the walls. Is it okay?"

"Sure. What's wrong?" He gave up on the rest of his now-soggy cereal and carried the bowl to the kitchen sink, then headed back to sit at the dining room table.

"Alan, I'm so sorry for being needy, but I miss you. So much! I can't wait until Monday's lunch. It's just that I love you and miss you. That's all."

Alan was touched, but also a bit frightened by the situation. He thought, I just fucked Suzanne and Amy yesterday, and Katherine is literally waiting for me to hang up the phone so we can fuck. That's my own sister! Yet it sounds like Glory is angling for and needs some serious commitment. Not good.

He said, "Glory, I'm touched. It's great to hear your voice."

"Do you miss me too? You didn't say you miss me." She sounded needy again.

"Glory, I need to be honest. I love you very much. However, you know about the situation I have with the other women. I know we agreed not to talk about it, but it's a fact. I miss you, but it sounds like you miss me much more, because you're at home alone. You're on the outs with your boyfriend. Meanwhile, I'm surrounded by love and affection and attention all the time. This house is always busy, and there's all kinds of other people in my life lately. In fact, I'm having a guest over today."

Katherine couldn't help but leap at the opening that gave her. She'd been sitting across the table from him, leaning forward, shamelessly listening in, but suddenly she dropped to the floor as if she'd fallen from her chair after leaning too far forward.

The next thing Alan knew, her head reappeared between his legs. As he was wearing a robe, she had no trouble swallowing his penis before he even realized what was happening. He tried to stand up, but she just tugged on his robe and forced him back into his chair.

His shaft was almost hard already in expectation of fucking her soon, so she was able to take all of his growing hardness in her throat. But within seconds it inflated to full size and she had to pull back on it a bit.

Alan slapped at her head a couple of times and tried to push her away, but she was determined. He shook a fist in the air, but her eyes were closed and didn't even witness the gesture. He couldn't say anything to Katherine, and couldn't even groan, because of the telephone in his hand.

Luckily, Glory took a few moments to digest what he had to say, so he was able to somewhat pay attention when she began to answer. "Alan, I know all that. And I made a decision to myself that I would look the other way and not challenge you about that. And I won't. I know I'm probably on a road to ruin, but I can't help myself. You make me feel too good. The way you fucked me the other day - it's all I can think about. I need you inside of me!"

It was deathly quiet in the house, so Katherine could hear every word of the phone call taking place a couple of feet above her head. She wanted to play off of the "inside of me" comment, but didn't know how. Belatedly, she raised both hands above her head, and had the index finger of one hand go into the hole created by a nearly closed fist on the other hand. It was a universal symbol of fucking.

Then, holding his erection with both hands, she fed it into her mouth.

Alan was both annoyed and amused, as Katherine knew he would be. He was also very flustered - he was surprisingly accustomed to talking while having a woman sucking his cock these days, but he wasn't happy with it happening while he was trying to have a serious conversation.

He spoke very honestly. "Glory, we really need to make things clear. You have to fully understand that I have drunk too deeply from the joys of having many females pleasure me. I can never be a one woman guy again, not as long as there are so many beautiful women willing to please me. But, that said, I'm really committed to you. I love you, and hope you can be a part of my life. But only if you can understand my unique situation, and make peace with it."

"Oh, I'll live with it. I'm yours, Alan. Totally. I'm head over heels. I'll do anything for you. I'm basically at your mercy. I just hope you treat me with dignity and don't break my heart, because I've given you my heart on a platter to do with it what you will."

Katherine was happily bobbing away in Alan's lap, seemingly oblivious to the seriousness of the conversation despite closely listening. Alan had "resigned himself" to the cocksucking and now tenderly stroked his sister's long, dark brown hair.

It was exceedingly difficult for him not to groan though, especially when hearing Glory call herself a slave at the same time that Katherine's tongue focused on the sensitive spot just under his penis head.

Luckily, Alan had gotten talented at talking coherently while being blown. "Glory, I'm just a kid. I don't know much about romance. But I promise I'll do my best. I think the key is to make you fully realize the uh, polyamorous nature of things here. You know, we're a very monogamous society, but in other societies it's different. Look at the Muslims with one guy having four wives. And if he's a good husband, he loves them all."

"I know," Glory conceded. "And to be honest, even while what you do kills me, it turns me on. I mean, you're eighteen, and you rule the school like you have your own harem! I've been wearing my dildo out all weekend, thinking crazy thoughts about you!"

Alan thought, There's that "harem" word again. As if! Although, lately...

She paused, as if afraid to say more, and then continued, "I shouldn't say this, but your sexual potency is such a turn on. I loved you before, but the way you fucked me the other day, it was like a spiritual experience. If you can fuck everyone that well, it's almost like you DESERVE to have as many partners as you want, to share the joy. But then when I think of an actual real flesh and blood woman with you, and think specific names, I get so torn up with jealousy."

Alan thought while looking down at his sister's bobbing head, She sounds just like how Sis was, with the jealousy and everything. It's almost spooky. Then an inspired idea hit him. "Glory, you've never seen me with another girl. I think you may need to see that, to come to grips with this multiple partner thing. You need to fully understand I can love you and someone like my girlfriend Amy at the same time."

"I know. I know. But I'm not ready for that. This whole conversation is so painful for me."

"Okay, well then, imagine that I'm with someone else right now. Imagine that a beautiful girl is sucking my cock even as we speak." This was his inspired idea, as he'd already guessed what her first response would be.

Katherine was impressed at how he'd fit reality to the phone conversation. She stopped sucking and raised her head just to see the expression on her brother's face. He looked down and silently mouthed that she should stop, but both of them knew he was just going through the motions. She returned her head between his legs, and resumed licking.

"I don't know..." Glory replied uncertainly.

"Just go with it," Alan suggested confidently. "Picture a strange pair of lips wrapped around my penis. They're moving up and down. Pre-cum is constantly dribbling out of my dick and into her throat. She loves the taste and gurgles with delight whenever more of the tasty treats hit her tongue. But her tongue is busy. Very busy. Even as my penis head periodically hits the back of her throat, her tongue wraps around it like an anaconda snake. Her tongue is relentless. It's everywhere at once. Between her tongue and her lips, I can't hold out for long. But all the while, I'm standing here calmly talking to you."

Needless to say, Katherine continued to listen intently, and tried as best she could to do exactly what Alan said. She was delighted.

Glory was silent on the line for a few moments. Then she said, "Well, I guess, if you put it that way, I have to admit the idea is pretty exciting. But only because I'm imagining that it's my mouth being filled."

"Well, imagine it's your mouth, then. But it's not. It's a strange girl's mouth."

Glory couldn't help hide her excitement. Normally she wouldn't have felt that way, but she was beside herself with lusty desire before she even called. She asked, "What does she look like?"

Alan answered almost tauntingly, "Well, I hardly ever see her face, because her nose is always buried in my pubic hair. But she's got the biggest, beautiful brown eyes. When she gives me that puppy dog look, I totally melt. She's tall, nicely tanned, and my age. She's a teenage love machine. I love her. ... What else? She's got long amber hair."

Alan was going to say dark brown hair, but then realized he'd been describing Katherine far too well and mentioned Amy's hair color instead. He hoped most of the above description worked for Amy too, though Amy's eyes were hazel. He continued, "She's got practically the biggest breasts in school. Just one look at her breasts and you'll want to suck on her nipples all day."

Katherine was frustrated because she wanted to do something extra special for Alan after the loving description, but she was already sucking his penis using every technique she knew. She momentarily stopped and raised her tit to his face so he could suck on a nipple. Of course, he did.

Glory said, "Maybe YOU want to suck on them, but don't expect me to." Nonetheless, she repeatedly squeezed her own tits with growing excitement. "I gotta admit, she sounds pretty gorgeous. If I didn't know better, I'd think you have Amy there."

Alan didn't answer, mostly because his mouth was sucking on a nipple. He wondered if she could hear that through the phone.

Glory went on, "What's she doing now?" She was beginning to wonder if there really was someone there with him.

Katherine's attentions returned to her brother's groin.

Alan explained what his sister was doing as she did it. "Let's see. She's taken my erection completely out of her mouth, but that's probably only so she can slowly put it all the way back in. She wants me to fuck her face, but slowly. Gently."

Katherine followed his every word, and did exactly what he said.

It delighted Alan to no end. His panting was starting to grow louder.

Glory said, "She may want it slowly and gently, but I don't. Fuck my face roughly! Really give it to me! Shove your man meat down my throat! Make me gag with the thickness of your massive cock!"

Alan asked, "Are you making yourself comfortable?" It was a great effort for him to keep his voice relatively calm.

"You can say that again, young man! God, I've been on edge all weekend! This dildo has rarely been far from my hands!"

"Good. Put it in your mouth, then. I want you to imagine you have my penis in your hands. Is it like my penis?"

"The same. It was the closest one I could find. It's flesh colored and with veins and everything."

"You're talking far too clearly, Glory. You shouldn't be able to talk that well when you have a big penis filling your mouth."

He heard some rustling, and then, "Thorry." Her mouth was clearly filled with a plastic friend now. Within seconds there was the sound of slurpy moaning.

"What are you wearing, Glory?" Alan asked.

"Mmpf. Ahh... Wound the houth sthuff." In fact, she was already naked, but she didn't want to admit that. She could scarcely believe the things she was saying and doing as it was already.

Around the house stuff, Alan translated for himself, since Glory wasn't as clear in talking and sucking at the same time as the likes of Susan. "Well, take it off. I expect my women to be naked or nearly naked at all times."

To his delighted surprise, Katherine stopped sucking and crawled out from under the table, then stood up. Alan realized that she too was heeding his call to get naked. She winked, and then pulled her T-shirt off over her head. Then she dropped her skirt. She was quick about it, and fell to her knees again.

Glory made some rustling sounds to make it seem like she was undressing.

Alan turned the chair so she didn't need to be under the table. That way, he could see her bare backside much better. Reacting to events, he said, "The girl I'm with is taking off her clothes right now. I'm very disappointed that she was wearing clothes in the first place."

He wanted to give Katherine a playful spank or two, but realized the slap would make too much noise and give away that he had a real partner. Instead, he laid a hand on her ass cheek and squeezed, hoping she would interpret that as a symbolic spank.

Glory said, "But how can I be naked all the time? What about when I'm teaching?"

"That doesn't concern me. You'll just have to teach in the buff from now on."

"But I won't even make it out of the parking lot before I'm gang raped!"

"That sounds like fun. Tell me what time you're arriving on Monday morning so I can videotape it."

Of course this was just sex talk. Alan thought, Uh-oh, we're drifting into our usual role plays. I need to keep it on the strange woman giving me a blowjob idea, even though it's a bit dangerous. What if I give away that it's my own sister? He asked, "But why can I hear you so clearly?"

"Oh. Shorry. Itsh back in my mouf."

"Better. Are you on your knees, like you belong?"

"Yesh." She made more noises that clearly showed she was very aroused. But then she complained, "You thouldn't thay dat."

Alan said rather harshly, "Glory, remember, I have a real flesh and blood girl sucking my penis right now. You're just sucking plastic, imagining it's me. I love you dearly, but you have to obey. Are you going to be a good little girl and obey your teacher?" He was surprised at his own words.

"My teasher? God! Too mush!"

Alan could hear the sound of the dildo moving faster in and out of Glory's lips. He started to pant, but still managed to say, "You didn't answer. I might have to fail you, little girl, unless you answer your teacher's questions correctly."

He heard rustling, and then, quietly in what was probably a mumble to herself, "God, thish is tho embarrashing."

"You didn't answer my question, little girl."

"Yesh! I'm on my kneesh. Naked. Shucking penish. Your penish! Mmmphf! Are you sthroking it fo me?"

"Now, now, Glory. Think this through. Someone here has their tongue on my penis. Let's call her ... Amy."

Alan heard a stifled moan of aggravation and excitement come from Glory as soon as he mentioned that name. He had to hold Katherine's head still and squeeze his PC muscle to calm down a bit, because things were getting too exciting. It was hard to talk.

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