Six Times a Day Pt. 20

After more teasing, Susan finally broke down and undid her bikini top, but only to lie face down on her towel. That was a big step for her when it came to being out in public, and the others were content to let her be for a while after that.

Everyone put on waterproof suntan lotion simultaneously. Though the idea of Alan putting on the lotion was a popular one, Susan wouldn't allow it. And, as Suzanne wryly noted, if Alan did that they probably never would have made it past applying lotion by the time they had to leave.

In fact, they didn't have much time. They'd had a very late start to the beach, it was a long drive there and back, and the days had gotten short with the season, so as soon as the lotion had been applied, they all ran into the ocean to swim.

Alan could hardly believe his luck to swim in the ocean with three incredible women, two of them totally nude (Susan had put her bikini top back on for swimming).

They all tried body surfing for a while, but the waves were disappointingly small. Still, it was a lot of fun.

Afterwards, Suzanne said she wanted to take a walk with Alan. Again, she was scheming to get him alone.

But Susan wouldn't have it. "Alan is still grounded," she pointed out. "I'd better come with you."

Suzanne noted, "I was planning on going that way." She pointed down the beach. "Ten minutes down that way, the nude beach fades out and it becomes a public beach. A very crowded one called La Jolla Shores. Are you sure you want to go down there? Dressed like that?"

Susan looked down at her skimpy bikini and reflexively put her hands over her chest. "No. I'd be so shy. ... But I'm not leaving you alone with him! You're always full of mischief. Take Amy, too."

Inwardly Suzanne groaned, but outwardly she acted unconcerned. In reality, Amy was a serious restraint on her plans. She'd been hoping to find a private spot behind some rocks and before the public part of the beach, and really have some fun with Alan.

CHAPTER 4

Suzanne, Amy, and Alan had a nice walk, though it was nothing compared to what Suzanne wanted. Suzanne carried their bathing suits.

Amy was so excited that she ran off ahead of them, totally naked. It was a very amusing and arousing sight for Alan to see, as Amy ran this way and that like an excited little child at the zoo. She just gloried in being allowed to be naked in a public, outdoors setting for the first time since she was a baby. Her tits bounced around wildly.

Alan had never seen anything like it. He seriously wondered if she could hit herself in the face with a tit.

Amy didn't mind that they passed a few other people, because those people were also naked (and most of them gay men, Alan guessed). After a couple of minutes, however, she ran up to Alan and Suzanne all out of breath and huffed, "There's lots more people up ahead! Mom, Alan, I'm worried people will see you. You'd better get changed."

Suzanne handed Amy her bikini, which she'd carried with her. "Here. You put this on, too."

"Oh yeah," Amy pouted. "Me too. Bummer. Do we have to go that way?"

They put on their bathing suits and continued on the walk. The walk through the popular beach was quite an ego-trip for Alan. Amy and Suzanne walked hand in hand on both sides of him. Nearly everything sexual that had happened to him had happened in private, so this was his first time to be seen in public with his new sexual persona. His chest swelled with pride.

Soon the beach was so crowded they were threading their way through people coming and going.

Nearly everyone, even other females, did a double-take when they saw Suzanne and Amy. It was remarkable enough that they were such knockouts, but the fact that they both acted like they belonged to the same guy was even more surprising.

Alan felt like he had walked into the Academy Award ceremony down a red carpet, with two movie starlets on either side of him.

The two women basked in the attention, too.

The three of them generally walked in silence, but Alan finally spoke and asked Suzanne, "You seem to be enjoying yourself today. Why is it that you never go to the beach? Heck, you never even swim in the pool. Not our pool, certainly, but I doubt even your own pool."

Suzanne thought and then looked down at her ghostly-white arms. "I guess it's because of my skin. Being so pale, I've always avoided the sun. So I'm just not a beach gal. But in recent days I've learned that if I cover up from head to toe really thoroughly, it's not so bad. Look - I may even be getting a tan."

Suzanne pulled at her bikini top to show more of one of her tits than was already exposed and pretended to show off a tan line. But it was a joke because there wasn't any tan line at all on her ivory skin. She pulled the bikini so far from her skin that Alan could see the entirety of one of her nipples. He was surprised she'd do that with so many men staring. It got some loud whistles.

Alan replied gamely, "Sounds like what you need are some strong hands that will completely cover you..."

"With suntan lotion," Amy completed the sentence he had purposely left hanging.

"I was thinking of some other kind of whitish cream, but that would work as well," he answered jokingly.

Suzanne ribbed him, but added, "Maybe someday soon you can cover me with both."

They continued onward and swept up attention from everyone as if they were royalty. Alan thought to himself, You know what's amazing? There are a lot of gorgeous women on the beach, but none of them are as good-looking as the two I'm with right now. Not even close. And the killer is that both of these women are MY women. They're both totally after me, and not anyone else. I could probably do whatever I wanted to them.

Well, within legal limits, anyway. For instance, I could just put my hand on Amy's butt, even though we're a public spectacle. Hell, why don't I?

Alan did so. First he switched from hand-holding to an embrace with both females and then he slid his hand down Amy's back to her butt, even as they continued to walk. When he found no resistance, he put his hand underneath her bikini and explored her ass crack with his fingers.

Awesome! he thought. That's what I'm talking about. Yes! With Amy, I could probably fuck her right on this crowded stretch of beach, and she'd just go, 'M'kay!' Katherine said lay off of Amy but I don't know how long I can stand it. She's just so agreeable and sexy. Next time I see this girl alone, I swear to God, I just might go all the way. I have a feeling she could really get into sex.

And as for Suzanne, talk about fucking lucky; I have no idea what I did to deserve it, but she's totally into me. I'm going to do the same with her and see what she does.

He slid his hand down Suzanne's back and into her bikini as well. Just as with Amy, Alan couldn't even see any change in facial expression as he turned his head from side to side to look at their faces. They only wore big, contented smiles.

Alan wanted to test just how far he could go. So after another minute passed, he slowly stuck an exploratory finger right up Amy's anus.

Amy's eyes flew open and her mouth opened as if she said "Ooooh!" but she didn't say a word. She didn't even break stride as they walked on. The only change was that her smile grew wider and her stride changed to more of a saunter.

Then he did the same to Suzanne, and laughed inwardly as her smiled also grew, so much so that her facial expression nearly perfectly matched Amy's. The way she walked also changed to match Amy's saunter.

Like mother, like daughter, he thought bemusedly. I guess they really are alike in some ways.

There was one important difference between them, however. Exploring further, he found that he could only get his middle finger into Amy's very small hole, but managed to fit his middle and ring fingers into Suzanne's more accommodating anus. All this experimenting created a great deal of pained yet delighted gasping from both females as they repeatedly clenched and relaxed their grip on his fingers.

Suzanne mumbled while barely moving her lips, "You cheeky bastard."

"Do you want me to stop?"

"Did I say that?" Actually, Suzanne was very pleased. She was trying to get Alan to act more aggressively, and here he was. She didn't want to discourage that in any way. She was embarrassed, true, but also surprisingly aroused.

Somehow Alan continued to walk and probe two assholes at the same time. He found the subtle interplay of their ass muscles as they strolled along to be very arousing. It was fun watching them try not to squirm. He very much wanted to see the expressions of people behind him who could see what he was doing with their asses, but he couldn't see in that direction.

Suddenly a strange voice said, "Alan? ... Alan Plummer?"

Alan looked around and saw a face looking at him expectantly. At first he was confused, but then he placed it. "Darryl?"

The teenager who waded in the surf in front of them turned out to be an old friend of Alan's. But then Darryl had moved away and changed schools, so they'd lost contact.

Alan stopped and chatted and introduced his two sexy companions. But something possessed him not to take his hands off either Suzanne or Amy's ass, not even to shake hands. (Besides, he thought it would be rude to pull his finger out of an asshole to shake hands anyway.)

In fact, as Alan casually talked with Darryl, he continued to saw in and out of both their hotly clutching assholes with his fingers. It seemed to him that all his sexual fun took place inside and in private, but here was a rare chance for him to publicly "mark his territory" and hopefully not have it come back and haunt them.

Meanwhile, Alan's attentions to Amy and Suzanne's asses plus the idea of being watched by so many people had gotten to both of them. They started to squirm as if they both had to pee incredibly badly.

Suzanne thought, What the heck is with me? I'm supposed to be one in charge here, but Alan is treating me like some kind of bimbo. And I'm loving it! My god, if only a couple of his fingers feels this good, what would it feel like to have his big throbbing cock stuffed up my ass?

Shit! Now my face is all flushed and I'm probably leaking all down my thighs. My whole body is probably visibly trembling. Alan's friend must certainly know what's going on, not to mention the countless people standing behind me. This Darryl guy must be able to see the glistening juices running out of my pussy and down my thighs. Probably the same on Amy, too. Fuck! This is wild!

Alan's treating me like I'm some kind of "ho". It would be embarrassing enough if it was just me, but I'm letting him do the same to my daughter! From the look on her face and the way she's squirming her hips, Amy may even be getting off on this even more than I am. It's like he's the pimp and we're just a couple of his ho's, not even worth introducing to his friend here.

This is so naughty and un-PC! I've always been the one in the driver's seat with my other lovers. If this were anyone else, I'd slap the guy upside the head. But this is just too much fun to stop. Especially seeing how the timid and nerdy Alan is blossoming into a total Don Juan. Wow! What have I created?

Amy, if anything, did love what was happening even more than her mother. Having always been behind the pace of the other women in terms of the sexual acts they'd shared with Alan, this caused her heart to pound much more than it did for Suzanne.

When Amy got horny she loved to get naked, and right then she had a nearly overwhelming desire to rip her bikini off. She imagined falling to the sand in the buff, then having Alan pounce on her and fuck her silly, with crowds of beach goers watching. Had Suzanne gotten naked and joined in their sandy beach romp, so much the better. But she restrained herself, even as she helplessly writhed more and more on Alan's invasive digit, the longer they stood there talking to Darryl.

Alan was enjoying the moment too. But he saw it in a different way, and mostly thought it was a great lark. However, out of nowhere his experience at Baskin Robbins with Heather torturing him in public came to mind. He recalled how painful that experience was to him, and feared that he might be making Suzanne and/or Amy feel the same way he'd felt back then. He had no idea how horny this made the mother and daughter though. So he broke off his conversation with Darryl and said his good-byes.

Then the three of them turned around and headed back to Susan.

Now Alan could see the faces of all the people, male and female, who had clearly seen what his hands had been up to. There were a lot of thumbs ups and approving whistles from the men. Some of the women even made approving signs to Suzanne and Amy.

He thought, That was a really close call with Darryl. Lucky he moved to San Diego and goes to a completely different school. Of course it makes sense since we're at a far off beach, but there was a chance, IS a chance, that I could run into someone from my own school. How the heck would I explain walking with these two, especially if some school mate saw where my hands were? A lot of them know who Suzanne is from seeing her at the open house nights and such, since she's so good looking. Or what if Glory happened to be surfing out here today? Whoa. She DOES go to far off beaches to avoid her students. I need to be smart!

He pulled his hands completely away from both their asses as this idea of being seen sank in.

Amy audibly griped, "Awww..."

He was suddenly feeling bad, and said, "I'm sorry, you two. Did you mind, you know, what I was doing with my hands?"

Suzanne mumbled out of the corner of her mouth so other people nearby couldn't hear, "Do I mind? Let's see if this answers that question." She grabbed his wrist and put his hand back on her ass, then slid it back inside her bikini again.

Amy laughed agreeably upon seeing that. She playfully grabbed his other hand and slid it back onto her ass under her bikini bottom too, saying, "I only minded when you stopped!"

So he figured, To Hell with being smart. I'm too horny! God, people must be staring at my painful erection throbbing hard against my suit and my hands are occupied so I can't even adjust it. It's liable to pop right out at any moment and then we'll really a sight! He continued what he was doing with their tempting asses.

He said under his breath, "Dammit, when we get back to where it's safe, I'm gonna need the biggest blowjob of my life. I'm probably gonna last two seconds before I blow."

Amy replied none too quietly, "Oooh! Shotgun! I get to blow him first!"

Suzanne said like a chiding mother, "No Honey Pie, shotgun only counts for getting the front seat in a car; it doesn't count for cocksucking our Sweetie here. And what about Susan? Shouldn't she get a fair chance?"

Amy replied, "Hey, you snooze you loose!"

"Hey, yourself, Honey Pie. Besides, didn't I just tell you today that you're not allowed to blow him, period? Handjobs only for you. I don't want you to get too sexually wild. You have my genes which means you could love sex far too much."

Amy shot back with, "Don't I get a say in this? Most girls my age have had sex already. Besides, I called shotgun."

The two of them continued to argue who should get to blow him, which only made it more difficult for Alan to walk with his stiff erection. Meanwhile, the crowds thinned out as they continued north. Finally, they asked him what he thought.

He didn't want to play favorites. So he just quipped as he gave both of their ass cheeks an extra firm squeeze, "What do I think? I think you're both being very cheeky."

That elicited groans for the word play combined with groans of arousal for the squeezing.

Then he said, "You want to know what I really think? I think it's crazy that we're walking literally in front of hundreds of people. And everyone is staring at my hands. I'll bet they can see the way my fingers are moving. Well, some of them, anyway."

Suzanne suddenly complained, Shut up! If you say one more thing, I'm gonna fall to the ground and explode with the most powerful orgasm ever! I can barely hold on as it is!"

So Alan stayed quiet. But he played with their ass cracks most of the way back, keeping both Amy and Suzanne right on the edge of a great climax the entire time.

They returned to the lonely Susan about half an hour after they left. As soon as they crossed the line they guessed marked the start of the nude beach, the two women took off their bikini tops again.

Alan still had his hands in their butts.

Suzanne said, in the voice of a complaint but with the intention of a command, "I suppose you're going to have to shamelessly play with our tits now, Mr. Pimp."

"It's a bit hard when we're all walking," he pointed out. Inwardly, he wondered, "Mr. Pimp?" What's that all about?

"I'm sure you'll manage," she replied. She grabbed his wrist from near her ass and guided his hand to her chest as she thought, And to think, we might even have been fucking behind those rocks over there if Amy didn't have to come along on this walk. It's so fucking frustrating! I just need a few hours with him alone.

God DAMN this stupid grounding of his and Susan keeping him on a short leash - I thought today would be my one big chance. But it hurts so good to have the anticipation build up. When I finally fuck him, he's gonna know what it means to be truly and profoundly fucked by a woman who really knows what she's doing. Watch out, big boy. You don't even know what's coming. And I am just going to positively die of joy as he pummels me with that marvelous cock. My Sweetie!

Alan asked Suzanne, "Isn't there some kind of public indecency law we're violating or something? I mean, I've got my entire finger up Amy's ass as she's squeezing it to death and I'm shamelessly playing with your tits at the same time. That has to be against the law, right?"

"Probably," Suzanne conceded. "But I'm so hot that I don't give a flying fuck! ... Pardon my language, Amy."

"That's cool, Mom. But I totally know what you mean. Can we stop soon? Cos I really have to cum pretty badly."

"Just a little further, Honey Pie."

A little bit further on when they were firmly back in nude beach territory, all three took off the rest of their clothes. They stole off to a secluded spot behind some rocks and both Amy and Suzanne had their big climaxes from Alan's continued probing. In fact, both of them got off even before they made it all the way to complete privacy.

But the fun didn't end or even slow down. Both Amy and Suzanne were still nearly frantically charged up with desire. However, they hurried on since they had promised Susan that they wouldn't be gone for long.

Alan played with both sets of tits as he walked. His ego surged even more, despite the fact the beach was nearly deserted now that they were fully in the nude section.

Suzanne threw caution to the wind and held him by his erection, which she repeatedly squeezed, so they were nearly a walking orgy as they continued down the beach and passed the occasional stranger.

They all let go of each other's privates when they got within sight of Susan, but they were nonetheless quite a sight to see when they returned.

CHAPTER 5

Susan stewed a bit while she waited. She felt like she had missed out and fallen behind because of her fear of being seen naked by others. She also was a bit frightened of being left on a nude beach all alone. But luckily, while the others had gone, the two men who sat closest to them left. As it was starting to get late and the sun was sinking, she was left without anyone else in sight.