Six Times a Day Pt. 26

Katherine reluctantly removed her brother's dick from her cleavage. But now neither she nor Amy were that keen to touch it for fear of creating more conflict.

Alan still struggled mightily with all his control to stave off an orgasm. He held up remarkably well, considering all the varied sensations that constantly surprised his penis. He was still worried that his penis had been stimulated too much recently and it could hurt if he came again. But in the back of his mind he realized that it would be good for him to blow his wad so he could resolve the issues between the two girls. He simply decided not to fight the urge to cum and immediately he felt his balls tighten up.

As he reached the point of no return, he gasped, "I'm about to cum. I want to see the cum on both of your faces. Here it goes!"

So the girls closed their eyes and mouths and pressed their cheeks together. Whatever animosity they had was subsumed for the moment by their mutual love of Alan's cum.

Alan held his penis while it spewed a steady stream of semen. He aimed it first at Katherine, then at Amy, then back and forth until all the ropes had been shot.

When he was done, he fell back and just breathed for a while. He closed his eyes for a minute or two while he rested. When he opened them up again, he saw the girls still sitting over him with copious amounts of cum dripping off of their faces. But they weren't doing anything about it; they both waited for instruction from him.

Alan sat up. "Okay, Sis. What's going on? You're acting bitchy and it's not like you at all."

"I'm sorry, Brother," she said with genuine contrition. I can't pretend this thing about Amy being chosen over me doesn't bother me. You know I have self confidence issues, and the fact that Amy is so beautiful and busty-"

Alan interrupted her. "Sis, you know that I love you, don't you? You're so much more than just a sister to me, even before all this sexual stuff started to happen. You're my best friend, too. Amy's great fun, and yes, I love her too. But that doesn't take away any of the love I have for you. It's like, just 'cos I love Mom, that means I can't love you or something? Of course not! Amy and you are like best friends too, and getting closer all the time. Don't let this come between you. Let's just love each other as much as people can possibly be in love."

"M'kay!" Amy said with great enthusiasm. She'd broken into a giant smile since Alan said, "Amy's great fun, and yes, I love her too." Katherine's annoying behavior seemed trivial in comparison.

Katherine smiled too, tough a bit more grudgingly. She couldn't help but feel a lot better after hearing Alan say that he loved her so much.

She turned to Amy. "I'm sorry. Please, just give me time to work through this. I'm sorry if I criticized your cocksucking or anything else."

Amy nodded in understanding.

Katherine added more brightly, "Let's work together to be the best cocksucking team there is! We can trade tips and teach each other stuff and even practice together. I promise I'll try not to be judgmental."

Amy smiled from ear to ear. "M'kay! That sounds more like the Katherine that I know and love."

Katherine's happiness grew even greater when she heard Amy say that she loved her. Surprisingly, it was something they'd never said to each other before. She made sure her feelings were clear as well. "Amy, I love you too. How can anybody stay mad or jealous at you? You're just too good a person."

Alan was very pleased, and seized on the moment. "Now, I want there to be peace between the two of you. No fighting. I want you to kiss and make up any bad feelings by licking the cum off of each other's faces."

Katherine looked up at him and smiled. "Good idea, Big Polish Sausage Brother. Amy, you know how a dog marks his territory by going around and peeing on posts?"

"Yeah?"

"Alan just did that to us. He's marking our faces with his cum. That tells everyone that we're his. Totally. I wish I could go to school just like this, with my brother's cum dripping down my face."

Amy protested, "But I'm already totally his! I'm his eager pussy!"

"Sure, I know. But now you're his even more. In the spirit of cooperation and sharing, let me tell you a little secret. Make sure you always lick Alan's penis clean after he's given you a cum load. Some women find that kind of thing demeaning, but it's a fun job because the last drops of his cum are the sweetest. So always give him one final suck." She gave a happy wink to a smiling Amy.

Katherine went ahead and gave Alan's penis a good tongue bath (while trying her best not to lose any of the cum droplets that clung to her face).

Amy desperately wished she was the one who got those last drops. She sighed sadly as she watched Katherine do it. But at the same time her heart was soaring that she had reached a new level of intimacy and understanding with her closest female friend.

Once Katherine was done with that, she put her face close to Amy's and the two of them got to work licking and kissing the cum off of each other's faces.

Alan slightly regretted his mutual cum licking idea, because the sight got him tremendously aroused and he didn't want to cum again so soon. He'd managed a particularly big load, and their faces simply dripped with his jism. He thought, This is amazing. All of this talk about finding new way to keep me constantly hard isn't just talk. They're really doing it!

Amy and Katherine went on and on licking each other's faces for many minutes. They were very tender and loving with each other. At times, Katherine almost looked like she was going to cry, though it wasn't clear if they would be tears of sadness or joy, or both.

Eventually, Alan's penis responded to the sexy sight. But his penis also hurt from too much recent stimulation - he was partially right with his guess that cumming again so soon wasn't a wise thing to do. He knew that if he had to pee it would be excruciating.

He pushed his erection between his legs so the two girls couldn't see it and inspire him to further naughtiness that he would enjoy greatly at the time but later physically regret.

Katherine then said, "Amy, again, I'm sorry. It's just that sometimes I can't control my feelings."

Amy said consolingly, "I can relate. I get jealous too. I mean, who doesn't get jealous at Susan and her special Tuesdays? Not to mention her super big boobies and perfect body."

"I know!" Katherine agreed, giggled. "She gets so much cum. It's not fair."

Amy continued, "But Katherine, I really do love you. Let's help each other not be jealous, m'kay? If we're all catty, then we're not being the best sex toys for Alan that we can possibly be."

Katherine's eyes went wide in understanding. Then she said gaily, "Agreed! I almost ruined brother's climax with my whining, and I'll be damned sure THAT's not going to happen again! If we're acting catty, we have to make sure it involves milk!"

That led to more giggling and kissing between the two girls while Alan just watched and listened.

It was hard to say which of the three of them felt greater pleasure, because all of them were in high heaven by the time it was over. They lay on top of each other, heedless of the now large puddles of milk everywhere.

There were a lot of jokes about Alan's cream and much discussion about how fun it was to play with food. They brainstormed other foods to try out, but they were too exhausted to immediately act on any of the ideas. They were a complete mess.

As Alan lay there on the cold and wet kitchen floor, he thought about Katherine's recent behavior. Sis is such a total nympho. She's so intense in her feelings about me. And then the way she was going off on Amy... I'm not pleased. To most families, those comments would seem like nothing. But our family gets along so well that, by our standards, that was a major blow up.

Luckily, Amy's so cool about stuff; she knew what NOT to say. And she's smart, too. Like her comment, "not being the best sex toys for Alan that we can possibly be." It sounds like some innocuous throw away line, but she cut right to the heart of things by suggesting that Katherine has to do better to be the 'number one fuck toy' that she claims to be.

I'm so glad that Amy's turning out to be a lot more clever than I ever realized. Now I'm seeing that she was that way all along but she's so subtle about it, like that particular comment.

Sis takes this "favorite fuck toy" title so seriously. I don't understand it. I didn't know she had that side of her personality, but I guess sex brings out weird tendencies and fetishes in people. It seems to go beyond fantasizing and into a serious lifestyle for her. As far as I can tell, she literally likes to think of herself as a fuck toy. MY fuck toy. I really ought to tell her to stop, but I gotta admit it's a huge turn on.

And naturally Amy is completely amiable and amenable to her suggestions. Of course I don't want either of them to be a "mindless cunt," but damn, it's fun to hear that, especially when both of them are gobbling up your penis at the same time. Wow!

But what could explain her thinking? What could cause her... Wait. I know what this reminds me of: harem scenes in old movies. You always get those scantily clad women in the "I Dream of Jeanie" type costumes fighting over access to the sultan. Even if they're captured slaves, they get seriously into it, trying to out do each other.

That seems to be what's slowly becoming of the women I'm with. The catty fighting and the trying to be the best possible slave - that's just like some Arabian Nights movie. I guess that's human nature; to be the best. What I don't understand is how did my own sister's main goal become simply sexually pleasing me? I mean, I'm just her brother, but the way she and Mom talk, you'd think I shit gold bricks.

But what's weird is that Katherine is sometimes jealous of Amy, and sometimes helping her, like she was with this dual blowjob, the way they were going back and forth between cooperation and competition. I just hope Katherine can keep this jealousy in check because I think Amy really relies on Sis in so many ways. Amy is so trusting and kind; it would be so easy for Katherine to break her heart with cruelty.

I really should fuck Amy soon. I want her first time to be special, though - maybe tomorrow night. And then I'll be fucking both of them. That should help keep everyone happy, if they're getting frequently fucked. I can just picture fucking these two over and over in a joyous ménage a trois. I guess there's both cooperation and competition and alliances in a harem, so maybe these kinds of problems are normal.

But do I really literally have a harem? I'm just a fucking totally normal teenager leading a totally normal life in Orange County! Or at least I was! I'm here in a completely typical kitchen in an absolutely normal, if a bit well-to-do, house. Utter suburbia. No problem. Yet I'm pretty much resting in a puddle of milk with two gorgeous and naked teenaged goddesses who are acting like catty cats. Fuck!

"What are you thinking?"

Alan shook free of his thoughts. He realized that he was still on the floor and that Katherine was asking him a question.

"Oh, nothing," he answered. But he thought to himself, I have to talk to her about this sometime soon, when we're alone. This is just too freaky. I mean, I still want my sister to be my sister.

Amy was doing nothing more than laying there next to him.

But Katherine had more energy. "Look, Brother. Your sister is a pussy cat. Meow! Meow!" She sat up like a cat doing pet tricks and wagged her tongue at him. "Hey, Big Flagpole Brother, can you feed your pussy a saucer full of your cream?"

All Alan could think was, Jesus Fucking Christ. I think my brain just blew a fuse. My sister is a naked cat. This is too much! I thought things were freaky before! My mom is a cow; my sister is a cat. Amy is a bottle of milk. So what does that make Suzanne? Suzanne is just fucking sexy, that's what she is. Hell, they all are. Together, they've going to slowly kill me with too much love.

Meanwhile, Susan lay in the bathtub upstairs. Just as the milk inspired a pussy cat fantasy for Katherine, it was further inspiration for Susan's favorite animal metaphor as well. She stayed in the bathtub for quite a while. When the milk ran out, she filled the tub with hot water and lay there, still fantasizing about Alan and milk.

Her desire to lactate for him was greater than ever before. I'm a fuck cow! A milk cow for my son. Cow sounds funny, but it's so appropriate, because all a cow does is sit around and go "moo" while the owner takes care of everything and plays with her private parts. Alan is my owner and he takes care of all my needs. He fills my mouth with hard, hot cock every day! Squeeze my breasts, Tiger! Squeeze my tits until the milk comes gushing out. That's my udder. Milk my udder while I milk you! Fuck yes! Good Lord God! Fuck!

The water sloshed out of the tub as she writhed around on her way to another orgasm.

If Alan could have known her thoughts, his brain might have simply blown off his head from sheer amazement at the weird, sexual world he now inhabited.

CHAPTER 6

Alan, Amy, and Katherine cleaned up the kitchen floor of the milky mess they'd made. Once that job was done, Amy returned home to cook dinner for Brad and Eric, since Suzanne wasn't around. That left Alan and Katherine alone.

Alan was very gratified about that, because he needed to talk to her about some things. He sat down on a stool by the kitchen counter and asked, "Can we talk, Sis? Something serious?"

"We could, but couldn't we take showers first? I'm still all naked and sticky. You are too."

"Let's talk now. If we shower now, who knows who else will be around by the time we're done and I just want this to be between me and you."

"Okay." She sat on the stool next to his. "What's up?"

"Sister, I gotta say, I love how much you love helping me. These weeks have been beyond fantastic. But this whole pussy cat thing - it's weird. Mom, at the same time, is going on about how she's a sex cow. And you're getting, like, sooooo into the 'favorite fuck toy' concept. Is this all just playing around or are you seriously getting into some weird stuff?"

She responded, "You know how you're so into role plays? Like at the fashion show? It's like that. Maybe a flair for the dramatic and fantastical runs in the family, like Mom said. It's just some harmless fun." She was trying to tone down her "fuck toy" role since she saw that it bothered him.

"But come on, Sis, it's more, isn't it? You already told me it's more. It's like you love being a sexual plaything."

"Okay, maybe. Maybe a bit. ... All right, maybe more than just a bit. But what's wrong with that? I'm having a blast. This is sooooooo, so, so much FUN!"

She threw her arms up in the air to punctuate her enthusiasm. "I'm walking on air every day. Being with you makes me feel so good. I'll do anything to make you happy in return. I'll be your slave gladly."

Alan replied carefully, "Well, that's cool that you're so happy. I'm happy too, lately. Deliriously happy. But I don't need you as a slave. I need you as a sister. I love you the way you've always been. You don't have to be a pussy crawling around naked on all fours drenched in milk for me to love you. I mean, this is weird. I'm in bizarro world here and I don't understand what's going on any more."

"Big Telephone Pole Bro, let me tell you what's going on. We're having a sexual free-for-all. It's like sex, sex, sex, twenty-four seven. And I'm discovering just what things really get my motor running. I practically cream in my pants when I think of being your fuck toy. That phrase just came to me spontaneously the first time we fucked and it felt so right. I love it. I think about it all the time. 'Fuck toy'. Everything since just makes me feel that way even more. Maybe it's the fact that I was so repressed my whole life, so when the sex came out, it came out big time and I'm going overboard a bit. That could be what's happening to Mom, too."

"I think so. Yeah, actually I know so. Good point."

"But I'm still your same cute, younger sister that I've always been. I haven't been possessed by pod creatures from another planet or something. But now there's this new side, too, and it's a side that loves to please you more than anything. Don't think of it as a purely selfless thing, because when I please you I get sooooo much pleasure in return."

She paused. "On second thought, it IS a selfish thing. Think about it. On average, for every orgasm you have, I have at least three. Easy. Probably more. And not just any old orgasm. These are Earth-shattering, brain-splitting orgasms. Is it any wonder that all the women are falling all over you, when you can please them like that?

Alan modestly remained silent.

"Sexually, I think it's mostly your stamina. Whenever you do something, you just do it for soooo fucking long. Us girls at school talk with each other, so I know what other guys are like, plus Suzanne has shared with me some of her considerable sexual knowledge. I know that most guys do a quick missionary position - bang, bang, bang - and then it's over. Did you know that in Brazil the average sex act lasts forty-five minutes, but in the U.S. it's five? That's a serious fact. Five minutes!"

She rolled her eyes derisively. "At our lame-ass high school, a girl is lucky to get five. There's no time to even have one climax. The guys don't care if you do or don't anyway, as long as they get theirs. But with you, after half an hour of solid fucking, you're just getting warmed up! Hell, even blowjobs are so awesome, especially lately. It's like you're an octopus, roaming all over me and pushing all my buttons. I always cum whenever I suck you off. It's ALL so exciting! I'm totally in love with you and I don't care if you are my brother."

Alan replied, "Of course I love you too, but am I really all that? Come on. That's a bit of an exaggeration."

"No it's not. The other day you fucked me solid, really hard, for an hour, and that was no particularly big deal for you. I died and went to heaven so many times. I don't even know how many times, 'cos all the pleasure is just one big wonderful blur."

His natural modesty kicked in. "Don't say that, because I feel myself becoming an insufferable, egotistical jerk even as we speak. I'm just an ordinary guy. I don't want to be some notorious lover; I just wanna be me. I don't understand why all these picture-perfect, centerfold-type women, including you, are all over me."

"If it makes you feel better, Bro, maybe you'd be more ordinary down in Brazil. Or other places where people love sex, love doing it, and spend years getting real good at it. Here, in this repressed country, even here in Southern California, people are ashamed about it and just kind of stumble into it. There's no training. People just muddle about. But you, you've been trained. Mostly by Suzanne, I assume. How many teenagers have all that teenager energy combined with the lessons learned from a very experienced older woman? But there's also that PC muscle trick. God, you're awesome with that. The way you pause, and then go again, pause then go again. And again! I know you're not some giant twelve-inch long penis guy or something, despite the way Mom goes on about you sometimes. You're just really, really good through lots of practice."

He laughed. "Yeah. Lots and lots and lots of practice. Maybe too much practice. We need some balance in our lives."

"NoooOOOOoooo! Don't say that! I love you, Brother. I don't ever want it to stop. I just want to do more, more, more, more, more, more, more! And then there's what both of us can do with Mom and Suzanne and Amy and the other cheerleaders. I'm a total sex junkie! And it's all thanks to you! I just want to be your fuck toy and have you take me along on all your sexual adventures. Like this milk thing with Amy. Was that hot or what? I'm getting all horny right now just thinking about it. I loooooove being a pussy for you. Both kinds. Don't be a party pooper. Don't make it stop."