Six Times a Day Pt. 31

I'm glad he likes this shirt so much. Wouldn't it be delicious to wear it out in public? It certainly would make a shopping trip more interesting. "What's that officer? I'm causing a riot? But this isn't public indecency - didn't you know this is the latest fashion?"

Oh, that sounds like such fun! But I shouldn't even think about that. My body is for Alan's eyes only. It's only for his eyes, and his hands, and his mouth, and his great big, giant, fantastically wonderful penis...

Susan sat on the bed in her room in the exact same position she'd used in front of Alan mere minutes before. She started to masturbate herself with another "visualization exercise" session. Now that she'd actually seen Alan fucking Akami right in front of her, her fantasies were that much more exciting and realistic. She left the door to her bedroom wide open, but was disappointed no one came in.

CHAPTER 4

Alan went back to relaxing, just surfing the Internet and playing video games. However, little did he know it but he wasn't going to get much relaxing done, because Suzanne also had plans for him.

Suzanne thought as she walked a short stretch of sidewalk from her house to the Plummer house, I may have gone too far with the sabotage of the scoutmaster's van, but the fact is, what's done is done, and there's no turning back. Everything is in place for me to fuck my Sweetie, and come hell or high water, I'm going to do it today!

Not only that, but there's no doubt in my mind that I deserve it. I'm damn proud of myself for engineering the whole fake psychologist thing. I put in a lot of hard work and staved off the potential disaster of Susan causing trouble with a real psychologist. I think I deserve a great, big reward. Practically everyone else has fucked him already. He and Amy may do it tonight, and I'll be damned if I let my daughter fuck him before I do!

The only question is how to arrange the secrecy. Even though Susan has reached the point of no return thanks to all my work with Xania, it still would be better if she doesn't know what I'm doing with my Sweetie, especially if I'm going to try to keep them apart a little bit longer. There's no choice but to do it somewhere else.

Around 2:30 in the afternoon, Suzanne went to Alan's room. She was wearing rather conservative clothing, with the expectation of leaving the house in a few minutes.

She asked Alan as he played a video game on his computer, "Sweetie, I'm planning on buying a new computer. I don't know much about computers and you know so much more. Would you like to help me go shop for one this afternoon?"

"Well, I was going to take a nap in a little while."

"Sweetie, according to your mother, you've slept a good sixteen hours since yesterday afternoon. I could really use your help."

There was no denying he was feeling pretty good after that much sleep. "I guess you're right. I'm not doing a whole lot anyways. Just let me finish this game I'm working on."

"Okay. Thanks. By the way, as a completely unrelated aside, how is your penis doing? Is it fully recovered yet?"

"Thanks for asking. It's much better than yesterday, I'd just about reached the end of the line, but today, to be honest, I almost feel 100 percent, penis and otherwise." Suddenly the way she emphasized "completely unrelated aside" hit home with him. "Waaaiiit a minute. You're not planning on me and you..."

"Hey, who says we have to limit ourselves to strictly buying a computer? Are you game for something new?" Suzanne wasn't too discreet because no one else was within hearing distance.

"You know I always am when it comes to you," Alan said.

"I hope you are, 'cos I've got a very special surprise for you today."

That sounded very good to Alan. He figured as long as he was going to have a little more sexual fun today, what would be better than trying something new with Suzanne? He quickly readied himself to leave.

Suzanne drove, and took the two of them clear out of Orange County, towards Los Angeles. She explained that there was a used computer for sale she wanted to check out first.

As they got near her destination, Alan asked, "Aunt Suzy, I've been meaning to bring something up. You've all but promised that we could go all the way, like, days ago. Yet we still haven't. Why is that? I think it's time."

"The reason we haven't is because of the secrecy problem. Once we start I'm going to want to do it every day, and how could we do that without getting caught? It's not like you and I could sneak off to a hotel whenever we'd want to fuck. Not only that, but we'd have to go to a far off hotel to make sure no one would recognize us. If we truly wanted to fuck for hours on end, we'd have to go to some anonymous hotel by a busy highway. Some place like, oh, I don't know, this hotel right here."

Suzanne was very delighted with herself, because she'd managed to drag out her answer to perfectly time her last sentence as she drove into the parking lot of a Motel 6. She couldn't help but giggle with glee.

It took a few seconds for everything to fully dawn on Alan. "Hey! THIS is just that kind of hotel! ... HEY!"

Suzanne laughed out loud. "You're so cute when you're naïve," she said, bursting with pleasure. "The fact is, I don't have any computer to buy. You and I have all afternoon to fuck like bunnies. Are you okay with that?"

"Oh. ... Wow..." Alan said as realization slowly dawned on him. "We're finally going to fuck?!"

"Yes. Even with the secrecy problem, I just can't hold back anymore. You just sit here while I check in. Sorry to ruin your plans for a sexually mellow weekend, ha-ha!" Suzanne crowed. She kissed him on the cheek and then rushed off to check in to the hotel.

Within minutes, Alan and Suzanne were running hand in hand to their allotted hotel room. They wasted no time on foreplay. Alan didn't need to put a condom on, either, since Suzanne had her tubes tied. She'd had two children and didn't want any more.

Alan closed the door as Suzanne whipped off her skirt. She didn't have the patience to unbutton her blouse, but just ripped it open. As usual when she was around her "Sweetie," she was unhindered by underwear.

He still had his T-shirt on but he didn't care. He came up behind her and pushed her face down onto the bed. He positioned his penis head just a little bit into Suzanne's pussy lips. He paused, and said, "Before we do this, Aunt Suzy, I just want you to know how much I love you."

"Oh Sweetie, you're so kind. I love you too. So much! Now show me your love by making love." She spread her legs as wide as she could and urgently yelled, "Hurry up and push it in!"

Alan loved the sight of Suzanne with her legs spread, topped by her ivory white bubble butt. He took a mental picture to remember this pivotal moment forever. This is it! Those other chances didn't really count, but there's nothing stopping us now! ... It's so unbelievable that it's about to really happen. My heart's pounding like crazy. I need to calm down so I can do a good job and live up to my overblown reputation.

He slowly rode his erection down into Suzanne. Inch by inch it went in until he was in as deep as he could go. "I'm in! I'm in!"

She laughed. "I know! Believe me, I know! Oh, Sweetie! It's like a dream come true!"

"You're telling me?! Good God! This feels... Jesus H. Christ! What the fuck was that?!"

Since he was impaled all the in but not moving, she took advantage of the moment to try out one of her pussy squeezing moves on him. She considered herself sexually talented in all ways, but the two things she stood out the most for were what she could do with her extra long tongue and what she could do with her pussy.

She squeezed again. "Holy crap! How do you do that?! Don't make me cum already, please!"

She snickered with glee, happy to be pleasantly surprising him. "Well, if you can't take that little thrust of mine, start thrusting already!"

He got the massage. He pulled back until his penis head was nearly out, and then pushed all the way back in. "Yes!" he cried. "I'm fucking you, Suzanne! For real! It feels sooooo good!" He wiped his brow because he was sweating already, more from excitement than actual exertion.

"Do it!" she yelled. "Give it to me! Don't mess around - give me a fast fuck!"

Alan pumped in and out, over and over. "Oh Jesus! Jesus! Suzanne!"

"Alan!"

"Suzanne!"

"Alan!" It was corny, but they were desperately crying each other's names with as much passion as they could possibly muster.

The two went at it like dogs in heat, thrusting and grinding. Even though the hotel room was cool and air conditioned, within minutes they were sweating like they'd run a marathon. Before long, they took off the last of their clothes.

"I've wanted this so long!" Alan panted.

Suzanne cried out. "You're fucking telling me?! I've been dying! Dying to do this for ever! Now that you've started, you've got to give it to me every day!"

The pace built up relentlessly. Alan was so excited that he couldn't manage his usual PC muscle control and pausing techniques for long. He just wanted to fill Suzanne's vagina to the brim with his cum. He yelled back, "I will! I'll give it to you! It's coming right now! I can't hold it - I'm gonna cum right now! Too fast! Get ready!"

Deep inside Suzanne, Alan felt the head of his penis expand with intense pleasure. They both yelled at the top of their lungs. The explosion of his semen coated the walls of her vagina until he felt completely drained not only of all his cum but also all of his life force.

The fuck was over in less than five minutes, but it had been a really great five minutes that both of them would remember for the rest of their lives.

CHAPTER 5

As soon as they were done, Suzanne said, "That was great. Sweetie, you fucked me good, and gave me a lovely climax. But we're just getting warmed up, right? We have hours and hours before Susan expects us back home. Today you're gonna do me in every conceivable position, okay?"

"I'll try. The spirit is willing. I'm not so sure about how many times the flesh can handle it."

"I hate to say this Sweetie, but today is the day your penis is going to fall off from too much fucking, so enjoy it while you've still got one."

"Hey, this is supposed to be my recovery weekend," Alan said with a combination of frustration and anticipation.

"Okay then, I'll take it easy on you and we won't fuck quite so much as I'd planned - tomorrow. But today I'm gonna drain your balls dry! That first time was good, but that was just the appetizer. Now, we're really going to get into it. I'm going to show you how an experienced woman makes love."

She grabbed him by both shoulders and said more insistently, "Alan, Sweetie, before we continue, understand one thing. A lot of women are fucking you these days, but nobody can fuck as well as I can. Be honest and tell me when we're done that I'm not the best fuck you ever had."

Alan looked her over as if seeing her for the first time. Scanning her from head to toe, he said, "Suzanne, I don't care how many times I look at you - I'm still amazed at how incredible you look. It's like I'm making love to Paulina Porizkova or Anna Nicole Smith or something. You're so sexy that I can barely stand it! I know you're a great lover; I just hope I can hold up my end. Let's do it."

Suzanne smiled, full of satisfaction and confidence in herself. "Sweetie, I'm all for that and I know you'll do as great as you always do. But let's-"

Alan interrupted her. As he sat there looking deep into her brilliant green eyes, he realized with a start, "Hey! Is that a tear? Are you crying?"

Suzanne wiped her face and indeed cleared off several tears that she didn't even know were there. She replied unconvincingly, "No, that's just sweat." But even as she said this, more tears continued to flow.

"You are! You're crying! Did I upset you? Tell me how I can make it better!"

"Sweetie, you're so sweet. I guess you got me. I am crying. But these are tears of joy. You have no idea how happy I am. I can't even begin to tell you what a journey it's been to reach this point."

She added to herself, Ain't that the truth! If he only knew how I got this started with his six times a day diagnosis, or even my car sabotage yesterday, I don't know what he'd think of me. But I just love him so much! My husband means nothing to me anymore. Alan is my life, my love, my happiness! This is the moment I've dreamed about for over a year, ever since his body got mature enough for me to allow myself those kinds of thoughts. All the rest, the blowjobs and titfucks and whatnot, those are great, but they can't cause two souls to merge like great fucking can. Sweetie, I want to merge with you!

Alan reached out and wiped away her new tears. He was very touched, but said, "Suzanne, don't cry. I'm not good at this 'tears of joy' thing. I don't like to see anyone cry. Let's just have fun."

She mentally switched gears, stopped crying, and said, "You're right. I'm not good at that corny stuff either. Let me start with something to show you what I'm capable of. Put your penis right at the entrance of my slit."

Alan quickly did so.

She further commanded, "Now, don't move. Don't touch anything. Leave it up to me."

So Alan waited to see what would happen. To his surprise, her pussy lips slowly but surely started to grab the knobby head of his penis. It was almost imperceptible, but her vaginal muscles were pulling his penis in.

When Alan's penis head had been gobbled all up, he exclaimed in admiration, "Holy cow! Dang, Suzanne, I didn't know that was possible! This is like the tractor beam scene in Star Wars. Can you take the whole thing?"

Suzanne said in a mock chiding voice, "Sweetie, didn't I tell you never to doubt me? I may not be able to draw the entire Millennium Falcon into my hole, but I can and will fuck you by only moving my vaginal muscles. What I did to you earlier was nothing. Watch."

His penis was drawn in all the way to its base. Then Suzanne's vaginal muscles began rippling in the most delightful ways. With hardly any movement by either of them, and certainly no big in and out thrusts, Alan was getting thoroughly fucked. His shaft was getting milked in every sense of the word.

They came to a break just before he would have climaxed. She said triumphantly, "Now, do you think your mother can do that? I think not. Fool around all you want with your other curvy vixens, but always come back to me when you want to get your brains fucked out."

"Holy cow! I will! I didn't even know vaginas could DO that!"

"They can, but it takes a lot skill of and practice, just like how you've been strengthening your PC muscle."

She was so excited that she wanted to go again after waiting less than a minute, but Alan suggested, "Let's make this last or we'll be done in here before we even start to get comfortable."

"Okay, slow poke, play with my boobs then. By the way, did you know this technically isn't the first time we've fucked?" She squeezed his penis with her vagina as if trying to get his attention, like tapping his shoulder.

"What do you mean? Do you count the buttfucking we did? I don't think that really counts. Or do you mean the time at the beach?"

"No. Do you remember the Halloween party and Elle? That was me." She squeezed his penis even harder, just for fun.

"Elle? No shit! Damn, I can barely remember that."

"Don't worry. It wasn't that great. Even I was pretty drunk and sloppy and you were worse. This is our first time, as far as I'm concerned." Her vaginal muscles rippled up and down his penis, creating yet more amazing sensations he'd never felt before.

"Wow. So you were Elle. I remember thinking she looked a lot like you. No wonder."

"No wonder," Suzanne laughed. "Let's make up for lost time!"

"I'm so in agreement with that idea, especially since you don't seem to know the meaning of 'taking a break.'"

Suzanne started to bounce up and down on him before he finished speaking. She was eager and felt ten years younger.

"Let's see - I should have started fucking you about a month ago, so that's about 30 fucks. We're working on number two, so you've got about 28 eight more to go before we can leave this room."

"Suzanne!" Alan cried in amused dismay. "You know that's impossible." He joked, "I get tired after about the twentieth time."

"Don't I wish?! But that's how you're gonna be by the time I'm through with you. Already your powers of endurance are better than any man I'm ever known, and I've known close to one hundred. Let me just bounce up and down a little bit and see just how long you can hold out."

The two of them were already sitting up, with Alan nuzzling Suzanne's back and his penis still in her. He continued to fondle her nipples. He let Suzanne rise and fall on his erection while her vaginal muscles continued to repeatedly clasp his penis like a vise. It was a most impressive performance on her part.

Things got heated very quickly. She would nearly rise completely off of his penis but then slam herself down hard to the base of his tool. She repeated this over and over. She threw her arms up in the air and yelled, "Ride 'em cowboy!"

Alan did his best to hold out, but couldn't last long, by his usual recent standards, in the face of such enthusiasm and talent.

However, right as he was about to blow, Suzanne pulled off of him all the way. "Not so fast, lover boy," she chided him. "Let's cool off and save your precious climaxes. I want to see if we can set a record on how much fun we can have with just one of your orgasms. Meanwhile, as a woman I'm not so limited in my number of orgasms. So when you're ready, lick me. Lick me anywhere. Your touch is so special to me; just about anything you do will set me off."

So Alan pleasured Suzanne until his penis calmed down enough. (It took a while, as his new activities didn't exactly cool him down.) He worked hard on her clit especially, and had Suzanne freely creaming so much that eventually she begged off so she could recover from a long multiple orgasm.

Then they went back to more fucking. Alan was amazed at the things Suzanne's pussy could do as her vaginal muscles clenched and relaxed around his penis. He'd assumed that there were only a limited number of things such muscles could do, either squeezing or not squeezing like an on/ off switch, but he was wrong. He was so amazed that he asked only half-jokingly, "Suzanne, can that thing do party tricks with Coke bottles and stuff?"

To his surprise, she answered as she gasped for air, "There's some things like that I can show you, but I'm not going to because it wouldn't be dignified. But here's a trick you'll like. Stop holding back with your PC muscle and just let go and see what happens."

"I thought you said you wanted to see how long we could last on just-"

"Trust me."

So he did. With great relief he got that feeling welling up in his balls of an imminent climax, and readied himself to spend his seed deep inside her.

But she grasped his penis at the base with one hand, then used her other hand to press down on another spot between his penis and anus, and continued to push down on both places.

To his surprise, the ecstatic feeling of climax washed over him, but no cum actually came out. "Holy fuck! What the hell was that?!" He paused his fucking for a while because the sensation was still overwhelming and left him dazed.

"Men don't actually have to ejaculate when they climax, you know," Suzanne said calmly as she lay down on the bed next to him.

"They don't? How is that possible? And why didn't you show me that before?"

"Don't ask me the how's, I just know what works. And a clever woman always holds back some of her cards. For instance, I know another way to get you to climax without ejaculating that involves your prostate gland. I'll teach you that later. I've got so many other tricks that I learned from over a decade of cheating on my husband. Not to mention my time with Xania in college. You should have seen what we did together."