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Day 73: Wednesday, November 27CHAPTER 1Alan made it from Heather and Simone to his first class almost ten minutes late. He ran most of the way, which left him very winded. Luckily, he had a very good reputation with his teacher, Mr. Tompkins, so he didn't get any punishment. In fact, the teacher only gave him a silent, disapproving look as he took his seat.Alan breathed a secret sigh of relief. Phew! Close call. Any later, and it would be a lot harder to explain. That's what I get for starting ten minutes late with those two. There's no way I could have a "proper" session with them in just twenty minutes. Live and learn.He looked to Christine sitting next to him and gave her a smile. Damn! Out of the sexy frying pan into the sexy fire. She's lookin' GOOD! If she only knew what I've been doing all morning. Karate chop to the head! Yikes! I'm such a cad. But how could I resist such incredible pleasures?!Christine was disappointed, and only gave him the barest smile in return. She'd

Day 73: Wednesday, November 27CHAPTER 1Alan woke up, opened his eyes, and languidly stretched his arms. He glanced around and slowly came to the realization that he wasn't in his own room. He was actually in his mother's master bedroom instead. Suddenly, memories of how he'd fallen asleep with Katherine on one side and Susan on the other flooded into his consciousness.He smiled widely and his arm stretch turned into punches of joy in the air. Yes! Now THAT's how a guy should get some sleep! Not only that, but I actually feel fairly rested. After all the sex I had yesterday, I'm surprised I don't feel like being wheeled off to the hospital.He paused and did a double-take around the room. But wait. I'm alone. Where's Mom and Sis? Shucks. I was kind of getting used to this waking up with a good morning blowjob.Just then he saw the door to the bedroom open up as Susan and Katherine tumbled into the room. He got the impression that they'd been peeking through a crack in the door. Both were

Day 72: Tuesday, November 26CHAPTER 1Suzanne lay back on the bed, waiting.Amy lingered over her. She slowly brought her face and body down. As usual, there was a big smile on her face. As her face got within a few inches of Suzanne's, she said, "I love you, mother."Suzanne finally lost control and burst into tears. She cursed, "Stop saying that, already! You're turning me into a blubbering idiot!"Amy frowned. "Are you unhappy?""No way! These are tears of joy. I WAS unhappy, for so many years. All those affairs I had, they were so unsatisfying. The main thing that kept me going was the people I loved, especially everyone in this room right now. Oh, Amy! My sweet Honey Pie! Kiss me!"They'd kissed each other many times in recent weeks, but this kiss on the lips felt like their very first. They started slow and tentatively, barely touching lips. Suzanne even kept her mouth too closed for Amy's tongue to enter it. But then, suddenly, she opened wide and their tongues plunged into each

Day 72: Tuesday, November 26CHAPTER 1Alan woke up to a ringing alarm clock. At first he was confused: there was only a little sunlight outside which made him assume that it was sunrise, but he thought for a few moments and realized it had to be sunset. There was a note on the bedstand from Susan reminding him of his dinner plans with Christine. It contained several motherly admonitions on dressing well and acting polite, which made him smile.The alarm which Susan had set didn't leave him much time to get ready. He showered and changed into a collared shirt and dress slacks, which was unusually formal for him but still less than the three-piece suit he'd worn on his last date with Christine. He brushed his teeth and rushed out the door.He arrived at the "Taste of Thai" restaurant right at their planned meeting time. Christine was already sitting in a booth so he joined her.Christine looked fantastic. It seemed that she hadn't heard his suggestion that they dress normally. Not

Day 72: Tuesday, November 26CHAPTER 1Alan felt bad. Horrible, actually. Physically, he was a wreck. First, he'd pretty much fucked the afternoon away, and that was only the culmination of a very busy sex-filled day. His body was exhausted. His penis was lifeless and sore. Not only that, but now he had to bicycle back home from Kim's house, and it was a long and hilly ride.But worse than all that, he felt bad mentally and emotionally. He knew that he'd screwed up. The plan for the SA-Club had been to surprise Sean with the display of anal sex with Heather, and then leave not long after that, leaving Sean and the remaining girls to have fun with each other. But he'd gotten sucked in and completely forgotten that it was a Tuesday.Now that he was bicycling home alone (Sean having soon split off to go to his own neighborhood), all he could think about was the fact that Susan was undoubtedly waiting for him, waiting to play. But he was sure there was simply no way he could get sexually

Day 72: Tuesday, November 26CHAPTER 1Susan was folding laundry when the telephone rang. She was wearing nothing but a sexy apron in anticipation of Alan arriving home. She rushed to the living room, where the nearest receiver was, holding her barely supported breasts to keep them from bouncing all over. She stopped and picked up the phone, but left an arm underneath her hefty rack. "Plummer residence.""Susan! My mistress Susan! Thank God!" It was Brenda. Her voice sounded panicky."Hi Brenda. Is there something wrong?""Oh, it's horrible! Just horrible! I'm so horny and frustrated and there's not a damn thing I can do about it!"Susan smiled. Apparently there was no real emergency, just the usual hunger for cock that afflicted everyone in Alan's harem. "Why not?"Brenda whimpered. "You know why! I hate to sound the tiniest bit like an ungrateful slave, but it's so hard not being allowed into your house on Tuesdays. I've been climbing up the walls all day! Furthermore, I'll have to wait

Day 72: Tuesday, November 26CHAPTER 1When school let out, Katherine left immediately to go clothes shopping, looking in particular for 'catty' items like those with leopard skins or tiger stripes. She hoped she could talk some of the others in the family four into going to a sex shop later on so she could pick up even more outrageous items. This left Amy by herself as she bicycled home.Amy was very distraught by what she'd learned of Alan's near disasters. She hurried back to the Pestridge home, dumped her bicycle in the garage in haste, and rushed inside. "Mother! Mother! Mother!" she yelled as she burst into the house from the garage. She made a point to refer to Suzanne as 'mother' and not 'mom' anymore, since that term was now reserved for Susan.Suzanne was upstairs in the family den, typing away on the computer. As Amy bounded up the stairs taking two at a time, Suzanne idly replied in a loud voice, "Yes, Honey Pie? I'm in the den." More often than not, Amy's great excitements

Day 72: Tuesday, November 26CHAPTER 1Alan hurried to his first-period physics class and made it through the door just as the bell rang. As he sat down, he complimented himself that he'd gotten away with yet more outrageous behavior on the school grounds, and no one was the wiser.But the instant he sat in his seat, a sense of horror ran through him that something was dreadfully wrong. He could feel wetness on the backs of his upper thighs where they touched the seat, and his forearms on the desk were soaking in something both wet and sticky.Oh shit! Wet paint! He looked around. Everyone else was settling down and seemed to be doing fine. Whatever had happened had happened just to him.He froze in place for a few moments. The combination seat and desk he sat in was painted a dull brown. He realized that if he stood up, he would be a laughingstock. But if he remained sitting and perfectly still, perhaps he could get through this hour of class and then somehow get mercy from the teacher

Day 72: Tuesday, November 26CHAPTER 1Alan gradually woke up from an intensely erotic dream. As he slowly drifted into consciousness, it took him some moments to realize what was real and what had been the dream, because it dawned on him that the girl in his dream, Katherine, really was laying next to him. But as he opened his eyes, he discovered that the real Katherine was still asleep, though spooned up and sprawled all over him. In the dream, she'd been lazily rubbing herself all over his body, and it took some time for Alan to fully convince himself that she wasn't actually consciously moving.That fact established, he pulled back a bit so he could admire her sleeping body and especially her face. He was happy to see that although she was still deeply asleep, she was smiling with a deep contentment.He thought, Boy, she seems as happy as I've ever seen her. I suppose I can understand why. How many weeks now has she been dreaming of spending the night with me, all night, cuddling

Day 71: Monday, November 25CHAPTER 1Enough time had passed for Suzanne to return home and get herself ready to spend the rest of the evening with the Plummers. She and Amy didn't just want to go over to Alan's house and get fucked; they wanted everything to be just right and spent a long time preparing themselves. Amy normally didn't wear makeup, so Suzanne helped her this time with some very subtle touches here and there.Suzanne and Amy arrived at the Plummer house together and let themselves in, just as they usually did. But when they walked in together, they both wore overcoats that covered everything up to their necks.Alan was very confused, especially since he could see that Amy had put on some makeup. He was in the kitchen helping clean up, but he stopped and asked, "What's going on?"Suzanne explained, "We have a special event planned for you, Sweetie. But just as we were almost ready to come over and get started, Susan called to remind me that we've got some important things to