Six Times a Day Pt. 13

"Hey, Sweetie, who gave you permission to do that?" Suzanne finally asked, as she felt the head of his penis rubbing up against her inner thigh, putting it as close as six inches to her pussy lips.

Alan was all smiles. "Do what? Take off your suit? You did."

"Don't play dumb. I'm talking about something hard and long rubbing against me." He continued to rub his penis up and down Suzanne's thigh as he took off her bikini with the speed of a snail.

"Oh, you mean this?" He grabbed his erection with one hand and directed it even closer to her pussy. "Technically everything I'm doing here is part of taking off your bikini. You know I've always been one to take advantage of legal loopholes." He slid it between her legs so that it was rubbing the outside of her crotch. Then he began subtly dry humping her.

"All right, smart-ass, take it off me already. It's your taking advantage of just plain holes that worries me more. What if your mother saw us like this? Mmmm!"

She moaned in pure delight. The pre-cum from his penis was now mixing with the dribble of fluid coming from her pussy, and she realized how easy it would be to allow him to slide forward just a little bit more.

Once the bikini bottom was down below her knees and finally freed from one leg altogether, she lay back down on her lawn chair. She'd assumed that Alan would stop then, but he didn't.

He continued to hold her bikini in one hand as he brought it down her left ankle at a glacial pace. With Suzanne lying down, he began to rub his erection right on top of her clit.

Suzanne loved it so much that she found herself opening her legs wider and wider. Before long, she was completely splayed out and Alan loomed over her with his hard-on in the ideal position to begin fucking.

Alan was positively euphoric - he felt confident that he would finally get to fuck Suzanne, now that they were safely alone and their bodies were lined up just right. He continued to slide his hardness back and forth over her clit and labia, hoping that would drive the last of her resistance away. He let go of the bikini bottoms altogether to concentrate fully on sexual pleasure.

Suzanne felt incredibly tempted to let him go. But worries about Susan held her back. She imagined the kind of blow up that would follow if Susan heard her screaming "Fuck me harder!" from over their backyard fence. It was a high and solid fence so one couldn't see from one backyard to another unless one went through the gate, but of course it was little impediment to sound.

So finally she said, "Naughty, naughty. This is why my parents always warned me about lawyers. They always take advantage. Stop that this instant, or someone is going to be in trouble, and I'm not sure if it's gonna be you or me. I'm serious."

Alan stopped. He'd been aggressive because she was so obviously enjoying all he did, but he also always obeyed when he was told to stop. Yet he didn't remove his erection from its position right on top of her bush, clitoris, and pussy lips. His hot and needy thickness throbbed against her most sensitive areas.

She was dizzy with possibilities. As long as the penis was in such a tempting spot, it was touch and go to see if she could still resist. So Suzanne forced herself to add, "Again, Mr. Letter of the Law, the implication in the stop command is that you actually take your penis away, like I told you to before."

"Oops! I was going for the literal interpretation of your most recent command." Inwardly he was deeply disappointed that his ploy didn't work, but he tried not to let it show. He'd gotten used to cumming many times a day, but mostly due to his lingering soreness he hadn't cum a single time yet. The overwhelming desire to cum was making him unusually aggressive.

"I know you were. Now remove it already!"

She thought, I definitely appreciate his aggressiveness. This is just the kind of thing I want to encourage. I can only imagine how great life will be when my Sweetie is roughly grabbing me and surprising me with random fucks all day long. But unfortunately there's no way I can risk sex at this point unless I'm sure Susan isn't home and I'm pretty sure she still IS home. She might hear if either one of us cries out loud, even from inside her house next door. I'd probably get so excited that I really would scream that loud!



Alan reluctantly removed his crotch from being pressed up against hers. He took hold of her bikini bottoms again and resumed pulling it down the ankle it had been resting on. However, he still delayed as much as possible. He had mere inches to go before it went around her heel, but he had no intention to get to that point any time soon. Instead, he continued to rub his erect penis all up and down her pale left leg.

Suzanne eventually had to laugh at his arousing stubbornness. "Is there some kind of hold up?" she asked, half hoping that he'd stop and half hoping that he wouldn't.

"Yes. You're so sexy that I think it's fried my brain. I seem incapable of doing anything but rubbing my cock against your skin for some strange reason." He gave up on holding the bikini bottom and instead rubbed his erect penis all over the foot it still dangled from. His free hand meanwhile roamed up her legs, though he couldn't reach much above her knees from the position he was now sitting in.

Eventually, she said, "Okay, stud, enough of that. Remember that you're here for a job? I think it's time to start." She kicked the bikini bottom the rest of the way off, since it was dangling from her toes by this time.

"Now?" he whined. "But I was having so much fun."

She said, "Trust me, I know you'll like this."

He stood, reluctantly, and began to walk away from her even more reluctantly.

"Hey. Where do you think you're going? I said I have a job for you, and it's over here. Believe you me, you're going to find it plenty of fun." She got off her lawn chair and fell to her knees a few feet away from him.

"What do I have to do?" he asked, slow on the uptake for once.

"All you have to do is stand up. Right here in front of me."

Alan stood. A smile slowly spread across his face as he saw Suzanne get on her knees before him, toss her hair in a very alluring manner, and beckon him near.

Suzanne shot him one of her intense "come hither" looks. "So here's what you have to do: your Aunt Suzy needs you to make a big deposit of cum right down her throat. You think you can do that?"

Alan walked right up to her and grinned. "I think I can try."

"Smart kid. But remember: we have to be quiet. We don't want Susan to know what we're up to. So no loud moans or screams. Okay?" She cradled his erection with both hands and licked at the tip.

Alan had been lost in thinking about nothing but the possibility of fucking Suzanne, but for some reason her words made him think about where he was and what they were starting to do. He said, quietly, "Okay, sure. But I thought your house was completely off limits for this kind of thing. What about your husband? Your son Brad?"

Susan stopped licking long enough to answer. "I noticed you didn't mention Amy? You don't mind if she sees, you naughty boy?" She licked a bit more, completely circling right below the penis head. Then she laughed as she thought out loud, "And good thing you remembered that now. As if they wouldn't mind you and me frolicking around naked but they'd draw the line at cocksucking!"

"Hmm. Good point."

"Anyway, those two are out. I surprised Brad with a new fishing pole this morning, virtually guaranteeing the two of them would go off for a fishing trip all afternoon. They took the bait, so to speak." <Slurp, slurp.> "They're crazy about fishing. I got a different pole for myself." She squeezed his dick to make sure he caught her meaning. Then she slurped and licked some more. "I even called Eric just to make sure they're still safely far away."

Alan thought she was done talking because she suddenly took his entire penis head in her mouth and began working it. Her extra long tongue could do insanely arousing things that normal tongues could not, and one such thing was the way she could draw circles around the base of his penis head while it was in her mouth. It was one of her special tricks.

But just as she was really getting into it, she popped it back out of her mouth to say, "Amy. As for her, she left for the beach with Katherine all afternoon. So we've got the whole house to our lonesome. All you have to do is make sure to keep your voice down. I'm not too worried unless Susan goes out back, but she rarely goes there by herself. It's a bit risky, I know, but I just can't resist you today!"

She ran her long tongue all the way from the top of his erection down to the base of his balls and back. She liked that his privates were mostly hairless except for a thick tuft of pubic hair, but that was above his balls and didn't interfere with her licking.

Alan was feeling in a teasing mood. "So, this is what the regular pool boy does every week? Not bad work! How much does this job pay, again?"

"In his dreams. Sweetie, you're the only one for me. I hope you know that. I'm insulted if you think your cock isn't all the cock I'll ever need. However, having you do this every Wednesday ain't such a bad idea. I'll have to see if Susan will go for it."

She kept sucking. In just a couple minutes she brought him to the verge. "Are you ready?" she asked as she sensed his balls tightening.

"Ready, my ivory Amazon goddess!" he replied excitedly.

She sucked him again until he began spurting his cum towards her. She kept guzzling his seed down until he was just about done. Then, completely surprising him, she pushed him backwards. He staggered around, trying to regain his balance, but they were right on the edge of the pool and he had nowhere to go. He splashed back into the pool.

He came to the surface and gasped for breath as he spit water out of his mouth. He had been taken completely unawares. "What the hell did you do that for?" he finally asked.

Suzanne was heartily laughing.

"No reason, except that it was fun," she responded. "But looks like you'll have to stay naked for a little while."

Alan didn't terribly mind that prospect.

She said slyly, "I think maybe I'll get my book and hang around this pool today. And enjoy the view." Alan pulled himself out of the pool as she said this and stood naked before her. "You look delish. Your muscles are definitely developing."

"Very funny stunt, Aunt Suzy. I'm not laughing."

"Come on, you're smiling at least." It was true.

Suzanne meanwhile could hardly stop laughing. She was having the time of her life. She went to sit down on her lawn chair and get her book, but Alan didn't cooperate with her plans. "Now, as for your real job..." she began.

Alan jumped on top of her. As he was completely wet and she was dry, she let out a loud squeal. He wasn't particularly thinking about sex; he trusted Suzanne to set the pace with that. He just wanted to have fun and see what developed. He launched into a full on tickle attack.

Within seconds Suzanne was screaming and laughing with delight (but not too loudly), and begging for mercy. But he kept on, so she tickled back. Tickling gave way to caressing and hugging after a few minutes, and then kissing.

Alan was hard again by this time, and his penis pressed urgently into her thigh as he rubbed it up and down her soft skin.

Suzanne loved it, but decided that since they were both completely naked she had to get him to back off or they'd soon be having sex. "Down, boy," she said as she gently but insistently pushed him away.

He reluctantly backed off and sat on the chair next to hers.

"I don't think you have your shyness with women problem anymore! All right, here's the plan. Remember your job? The bad news is you have to actually clean the pool. Otherwise, if your mother were to somehow come over and notice the pool was still dirty, she would grow suspicious. I still plan to pay you. But I'd like to reward you in another way, too. Do a little work, then I'll suck you off. Some more work, some more cocksucking. Repeat until the pool is clean or you can't get it up anymore, preferably the latter. Since I noticed you didn't add any mysterious checks to your orgasm chart today and Susan isn't helping, my challenge is to tease all six orgasms out of you. Sound like a good way to spend the afternoon?"

"Yeah, but I don't think it's humanly possible to shoot six times in one afternoon." His grin grew wider. "I don't mind trying, though. But now that you're here with me, why not just stay naked and nasty together all day long, as we voted to earlier?"

"It's called plausible deniability. And anyway, I may bend Susan's rules a bit - okay, a lot, but she'd kill me if we had sex together, so don't even think about that. Not now. Not today."

So Alan raked leaves out of the pool most of the time, while Suzanne mostly read her book (though she spent a good time ogling what she called to herself his "Sweetie's cutie patootie"). She pulled her lawn chair right up to the edge of the pool to get the best view.

Alan's shorts and shirt were left in the sun to dry, leaving him as naked as Suzanne.

Half an hour later, Suzanne asked Alan to cover her in suntan lotion.

That quickly led to Alan's erection wandering all over her body. He even had the cheek to write "I love you" on her back with his penis movements.

She got the message by feel, and said, "I love you too," out loud.

They both laughed.

Then she told him, mildly, "Cute, but cut out the funny business. And don't make me laugh so hard. Susan might hear and get nosy."

Suzanne thought, And I thought the day couldn't get any better. He loves me! I know he does, but I love it so much every time he says it. This is just like we're boyfriend - girlfriend. I feel so young and carefree. It's like I'm a teenager again! Seducing Alan was the smartest thing I ever did.

"I'm looking for a pen to write a response," she said as she turned over and grabbed his penis. "Problem is with me and pens, I suck on them while I'm trying to think of what to write."

That led to another long session of cocksucking while Suzanne occasionally fingered herself. But she seemed unwilling to go any further, even though both of them were buck-naked. At least Alan was consoled that she allowed him to rub his hands over her oily, coconut-scented body while she pleasured him.

Eventually, and at least technically, she returned to her book and he returned to the pool cleaning. Just when his clothes got reasonably dry, Suzanne "accidentally" threw them into the pool. At first, he found being nude in an outdoor and unfamiliar environment somewhat humiliating, but as the day went on he began to quite enjoy it. Knowing that her eyes were on him kept him nearly constantly hard.

Soon he noticed that she had more or less given up on the book and was spending most of her time with her hands up her pussy, watching him. Apparently her hands got tired, because after a while she went into the house and came back with a dildo. He watched her fascinated as she stuffed it up her pussy. It was small, and completely disappeared up inside.

He never would have suspected its presence if he hadn't watched its insertion, except maybe for the way Suzanne continued to squirm around in her lawn chair and play with her nipples.

It was remarkable any pool cleaning went on, but ever so slowly he managed to make progress on the job.

During another break between sexual play, and while Alan was actually working on the pool, Suzanne asked him from her lawn chair, "By the way, I've been meaning to ask: what exactly happened between you and Susan yesterday, with the abnormality check? I tried to get her to talk this morning, but she wouldn't say a word, so I figured it was pretty good." In fact, Suzanne had heard about it from Susan during their morning exercises, but she wanted to get Alan's description of it.

"Oh, it was." Alan proceeded to tell Suzanne about his repeated difficulties in getting aroused, Susan's increasing and near desperate urge to help, and the great blowjobs she gave.

Suzanne and Alan naturally became increasingly turned on as he talked. Before he got very far in the story he found himself back by her side, and her hand stroking his hard-on.

When he started a detailed description of his mother's first Tuesday blowjob, she said, "You mean like this?" and started sucking him yet again.

He didn't get to hear Suzanne's reaction to what Susan did, as she was too busy sucking. His story trailed off as he became fully absorbed by what she was doing. It had only been half an hour since her last blowjob.

In an ideal world, Suzanne would have been happy to have Alan's penis in her mouth nearly all day long, every day, assuming it couldn't be in her pussy, and that's pretty much what was happening.

Between Suzanne's infectious enthusiasm and her near constant cocksucking, Alan was having a tremendous day. Their only real limit was how quick Alan could get hard again. That's when the pool cleaning got done, while he was recuperating.

Alan neared climax.

But then Suzanne's cell phone lying on a nearby table began ringing. It took a voice message after a few rings, but then it rang all over again. And again. "Damn, I should have left that thing inside," she said, and then she returned to slurping on his prick.

CHAPTER 4

The phone rang again, and deciding she chouldn't ignore it any longer, Suzanne crawled a few feet across the patio to get it. "Sorry Sweetie, hold on a sec. It might be an emergency." She sat down on the ground and picked it up.

Alan walked over after her, and coming up from behind, began fondling her tits even as he rubbed his penis along her back. He licked at her shoulder blades, loving her sweaty, salty taste.

After several more rings, Suzanne finally answered the phone. "Hello?"

"God fucking damn you, Suzanne!" It was a very angry Susan.

"What's wrong?"

"You know damn well what's wrong! You ARE mocking me and my rules! Alan's cleaning job is just a thin excuse for you to suck cock all day long!"

Both Suzanne and Alan looked around (Alan could hear Susan's voice quite well since she was shouting into the phone). They half expected to see Susan somewhere, perhaps leaning over the fence, but they couldn't see her anywhere.

Suzanne was too stunned to answer.

"Answer me!" Susan finally yelled. "Or are you still too busy cocksucking to speak?"

Suzanne turned around and pushed Alan away. She was actually relieved with that last question, because it meant Susan wasn't currently looking at them from somewhere across the fence.

"I think maybe we should talk about this," Suzanne eventually said, in a quiet voice.

"Damn right we should! You two get your sorry asses over to my house right now! You... you... fucking cocksucker!" The phone clicked dead.

"I think we're busted," said a worried Suzanne. "I've never heard her so mad." She began putting her tiny bikini back on. "Get your wet clothes, and let's go face the wrath." At the last minute, as she was walking away, she thought to take the small vibrator out of her pussy.

They walked through the gate that was the only break in the tall wooden fence between their houses. There also was a tremendous amount of trees and bushes on both sides of the fence. Because the pool wasn't visible from the gate, Suzanne had thought there was no way they could be seen and that they hadn't made too much noise, but she was obviously wrong.

A livid Susan met them on the other side of the gate. She stood in a robe that would have covered her up well enough if she was careful. But as she began yelling and pointing her finger at Suzanne, her entire top opened up.