6 Times a Day

'Someone' Special [ 6 / 12 ] 5K words

Thanks again 'Someone'

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With everyone standing around and drinking wine, Alan pulled Xania aside and said, "Before we start, can I speak to you in private for a minute?"

She readily agreed, and the two of them walked into another room.

Alan closed the door so they could speak in complete privacy.

He immediately said, "Hi, Dr. Goodleigh. It's good to see you, but I'm confused. Are you here as a psychologist, or is this just a social visit, or what? What's this anthropologist angle?"

She gave a wry smile. "I'll let you guess what I'm doing." She was having fun deliberately cultivating an enigmatic persona.

He replied, "Now, we can't have that. It's too weird and no one will know how to act. Let me be bold with a proposal. I want to fuck you again, and I think you want to be fucked again or you wouldn't be here. Am I right?"

Xania didn't speak, but her eyes sparkled with mischief and interest.

He knew he was right, so he assumed her agreement. "Good. Here's my plan. Things are going to get sexual with the card game. Veeeery sexual. But I want you to pretend that you're disturbed by it all. Quite disturbed, but not so much as to actually leave or force anyone to stop. And I'll slowly make more advances until I fuck you silly. How does that sound?"

She liked the plan, because it sounded like sexy fun. However, she couldn't help but tease, "Kiddo, you sure are full of yourself."

He quickly wrapped his arms around her and pulled her in for a serious kiss.

She was surprised at first, but relaxed and joined in a delightful tongue duel. Thanks to her exceptionally long tongue, she was a natural expert kisser. Plus, she'd honed her skill from years of practice with both men and women.

Meanwhile, his hands were busy. Despite her formal attire, he quickly had one hand inside her blouse and bra, pinching a nipple, and the other inside her panties. He was working her clit even before they came up for breath. Then he kissed her again, with even more heat.

Two of his fingers were squishing in her wet pussy lips as their second kiss came to an end. "Come on, Xania. Tell me you're not hot to trot."

She snickered to herself, Hot damn! He doesn't waste time. This is gonna be a fun evening! But outwardly, she kept up her pretense. "How dare you!"

He continued to fondle her body, because it was clear to him that her words were saying one thing and her body was saying another. Noticing that she wasn't making a serious effort to push him away, he pumped even deeper into her already very wet slit. He prodded, "Come on. You know you're liking it."

She laughed. She spoke quietly, just in case someone like Susan was eavesdropping. "Okay, you got me. Kiddo, you've got yourself a deal. Sounds like fun, and I figured I'd have to do something along that line anyway to be consistent with my role as a psychologist. The truth is, I'm just here to have fun. Even psychologists have fun sometimes."

She nibbled at his earlobe as she spoke in a husky purr. "Looks like you're going to show me a really good time tonight."

He continued to finger her pussy. "I am. You and Brenda, since you're our special guests. She's a real character. You may find it hard to take her seriously, but she's for real."

Just then, Susan walked in and immediately broke into a big smile. Her eyes zoomed in on the way her son's fingers were pumping between Xania's legs. Wow! That's my boy! He's working fast. The taming begins!

She hid her joy and calmly said, "Hey, you two, we're all waiting for you."

Xania turned in shock and pushed Alan away. She immediately began readjusting her clothes to make herself more presentable. However, she didn't do too much adjusting - she wanted her lacy underwear to be noticed.

She pretended shame for Susan's sake. "I can explain! It's not what you think!"

Susan had an amused smirk on her face. Xania had pulled up her panties, but she hadn't had a chance to pull her skirt down too, so Susan could see a wet spot in her dark panties. She liked that. "Oh really? Then what is it then?" She put her hands on her hips expectantly.

Xania stammered shyly, "I'm just, uh, trying to fit in. And, uh, do what the other guests do."

Susan was in an unusually naughty mood as she reveled in her son's sexual prowess. She pretended to be slow on the uptake, even though she was smirking. "So you're letting him pump your pussy and knead your big breasts?"

"Um, well, if you put it that way, it does sound a bit lewd, but, um, er..."

Susan was obviously filled with pride. With a beaming smile, she said, "That's my son! Xania, you don't stand a chance. You'll be fitting in, all right. Or I should say Alan will be fitting into you. Here, give me your bra and panties." She held her hands out expectantly.

"What?" Xania was genuinely confused by that.

Susan explained, "The house rule is 'no female underwear allowed'. No exceptions. Didn't you say something about wanting to observe our customs?"

"Yes, I'm trying to take a 'When in Rome, do as the Romans' attitude. But... do I really have to?"

Susan just put a hand on her hip and gave Xania a withering, impatient look.

Xania was finding that she didn't really need to act much to maintain her role. She was truly blushing as she asked, "Can I at least change in the bathroom? Otherwise he'll see me naked!"

Susan asked, "Did you not notice that he's already got his hand in your panties again?"

Xania looked down and saw that indeed he did. She reluctantly stepped back from him and began to undress. She could have just unhooked her bra without first removing her blouse, but she wanted to make a show of it.

She feebly protested, "I can't believe I'm doing this," even as she made sure to give Alan a good show.

Susan, standing behind Xania, gave Alan the thumbs-up sign with both hands while silently mouthing the phrase "Alan-worthy." She was all smiles.

He really liked that. His erection showed its approval as well, bulging out lewdly.

As Xania slowly undressed, she asked, "Why is it 'no female underwear allowed?' That sounds unfair to me. What about Alan and his underwear?"

Susan spoke proudly. "It IS unfair, on purpose. My son Alan here is the man of the house. He never wears underwear anymore, but the point is, he could. Such rules are one of the many ways he asserts his dominance over us."

Reaching behind herself, Xania deftly unhooked her bra, exposing her bounteous breasts as her boulder-holder fell away and she removed it. Then she asked with feigned annoyance, "Is this enough?"

"Definitely not!" Susan said with a smirk. "Although, I must say, you have a remarkable body. Truly impressive breasts."

Alan thought, You can say that again, Mom! And her body is friggin' EXACTLY like Mom's! I may not be allowed to fuck my mother yet, but I sure as hell can fuck Xania. I don't know precisely how it's going to happen, but I'm definitely going to be fucking her tonight!

Xania grumbled, "Thanks, I guess."

Funnily enough, Susan had thoughts very similar to Alan's. Xania is a total BABE! She's exactly the kind of busty beauty who needs to discover the joys of serving Tiger's cock. And while he can't fuck me, maybe he can fuck her and think of me. I hope he gives her a nice long Fucking tonight!

Susan stared at Xania in a surprisingly intimidating manner. "Now, take off the rest."

Xania glared unhappily at Alan. "Does he have to watch?"

"Yes, yes he does." Susan replied. "You're in Rome. Do as the Romans."

A blushing Xania continued to glare at Alan while she pulled her skirt down her legs and stepped away from it.

He looked a bit sheepish in response, but he was too horny not to ogle her.

As a finishing move, the seemingly highly-embarrassed (yet loving every moment) Xania spun around as she grasped the sides of her panties. Then she bent straight down, removing the panties in a single motion, providing both Alan and Susan with a wondrous view of her rear.

Susan took Xania's underwear and hosiery, leaving Xania at least temporarily dressed in nothing but her glasses and high heels.

He had been standing close to Xania the whole time. Now he kissed her on the lips while exploring her naked body with his hands.

Susan was beside herself with joy. Mercy me! My son works FAST! Just look at Xania's body! If she's not Alan-worthy, than nobody is! I've only ever met a few women in my entire like with a figure like that, and most of them are here in this house right now! I hope she's a good cocksucker too. I'll bet I'm going to find out tonight!

Xania quickly broke the kiss, although she didn't attempt to get out of his grasp. She pretended to be distressed as she looked at Susan. "What am I supposed to do now?! This is so embarrassing! Susan, would you hand me my clothes?"

"In a minute," Susan said. "This is part of our tradition too."

"What, that he can just fondle my naked body as much as he wants?!"

Susan was all smiles. "Yep! You got it!"

He went back to kissing and fondling Xania, preventing her from saying more. He stood behind her so that Susan would have an ideal view of Xania's incredible naked body and the way he was reaching around it to play with her pussy and breasts.

Susan clutched her hands over her own chest. Oh my goodness! I'm so overjoyed that it almost brings tears to my eyes. He's taming Xania so fast that it's surprising, even to me! I'm getting really WET! I'm tempted to rip off all my clothes, fall to my knees, and SLURP! Mmmm!

After offering Susan that exciting view, Alan moved around to Xania's front side so his erection could get more involved. Although he kept his clothes on, he rubbed his bulge just above her pussy while fingering her slit. She was definitely wet down there.

Xania knew she had to pretend reluctance, at least while Susan was watching, so she flailed her arms around as if she were overwhelmed and unsure of what to do or where to touch him. Yet she was genuinely blushing, because the overall situation was embarrassing despite her acting.

She thought, This kid is pretty outrageous! Suzanne told me I'd have a lot of fun tonight, but I didn't expect THIS already! I've hardly stepped foot in the house and I'm stripped naked and getting the fingerbanging of a lifetime! He's so fucking confident for a teenager. And he sure knows what to do with his hands; he's driving me wild! Instead of focusing on my breasts, like most guys, he's working hard to make me cum.

And Susan! I can't believe she's just standing there watching with a smirky smile on her face. I hate being exposed publicly like this!

In fact, few things aroused Xania more than public exposure, but that was one area where she wasn't honest with herself. As a result, she was actually greatly enjoying Alan's actions. However, she felt obliged to say something, since Susan was right there. "This is outrageous! I thought I was supposed to simply take my underwear off, but he's dry humping me like a horny dog!"

Susan smirked with glee. "Hey, 'When in Rome,' like you said. The question is, were you serious about that, or are you going to get cold feet?"

Xania acted reluctant. "When I said that, I wasn't expecting THIS! But... I'm not a quitter!"

"Good." Susan's smile grew. She walked around Alan so she could make eye contact with Xania over his shoulder. "Don't worry; it's a ton of fun. I can see your breathing is getting pretty heavy already. I promise you, by the time the night is over, you'll have lots of really great orgasms."

"I thought this was supposed to be a poker game!" Xania complained.

"There'll be some of that too." Susan winked playfully. "Oh, and didn't I mention we like strip poker?"

Xania groaned loudly. She was trying to sound frustrated, but she was surprisingly close to a climax already, and the resulting sound ended up highly erotic.

Alan relentlessly ground his thinly-clothed boner against Xania's bare skin. But mostly, he focused on playing with her pussy and clit until she was right on the verge of cumming. Then he stepped back.

Xania groaned again, with obvious lust in her voice. She tried to make it seem like she was upset about how he was taking advantage of her, rather than because he was delaying her cum.

Susan stepped to the side, relative to Alan and Xania, so she could make eye contact with both of them if they looked her way. She winked at him and said, "Son, I'm so proud. I'm sure that if I hadn't come in to impose house rules, you would have had her bent over the sofa and been pounding her doggy-style within five minutes of greeting her. Don't worry, Xania; there's time for that later, but right now the game calls."

Xania begged, "Please, Susan, please! Can't I put my clothes back on?"

Susan looked to her son with her smirky smile. She tilted her head quizzically.

He pretended to consider the idea, then nodded his agreement.

"Very well." Susan finally stepped forward and handed Xania her clothes - minus her underwear, of course.

As Xania took her clothes, she stammered, "Um, Susan, could you not tell-"

Susan gestured as if zipping her mouth shut. "Mum's the word on what happened here." She walked off, still carrying Xania's underwear.

Xania thought, She's right. Damn this kid works fast! That was strangely humiliating, but fun too. I can sense that there are some things I'm going to have to fake tonight to keep up appearances, and some things I won't. My heart is pounding fast and my face must be cherry red. There's no faking that!

But Xania elected not to say anything about that to Alan. Instead, as she slowly gave him a sexy reverse strip tease, she asked, "Do you care to explain why Brenda's face is dripping with cum? I assume it's some kind of punishment?"

He was being mischievous. "No. It's not. But I like how you took that in stride. Xania, I think you're my kind of woman."

She was chagrined, because that made her even more curious about it, but couldn't inquire further since he'd said that she took it in stride.

But then another thought occurred to her. She suddenly grabbed his arm and whispered, "As long as we're dropping all pretense for a minute, I have a request. Susan conducted her entire counseling session with me topless. She said it made her feel more at ease. I've been thinking a lot about those lovely orbs of hers ever since. Do you think you could hook me up with them tonight?"

"Sure. No problem. And I know what you mean. They're always on my mind too." He slipped a hand inside her jacket. "Although I must say yours are just as nice. And just as huge!" He directly pinched one her erect nipples.

She lightly slapped his hand a couple of times until he got the hint. "Hey! Behave! Or we'll never get out of this room."

He kissed his way across her face. "That sounds nice. I wouldn't mind spending the entire evening with you. On top of you... In you..." He'd been kissing his way to her mouth, so he finished with a scorching lip-lock. He slid a hand inside her jacket again and resumed playing with a nipple.

She thought, Shit! This kid is GOOD! I'm half tempted to blow off the card game and just get fucked for hours. I can't believe he's this smooth and this young too. I can see why Suzanne has the hots for him.

She soon realized that either she had to get him to stop, or they'd wind up fucking in the very near future. She broke the kiss, slapped his wandering hands again, and complained, "BEHAVE!"

He decided to behave, though it was very tempting not to. He figured a slow seduction of her in front of the others would ultimately be much more enjoyable for everyone involved.

A minute or two later, they reentered the living room where the others were.

Xania announced to everyone with great seriousness, "I should tell you all what Alan and I just discussed."

Alan was very confused by that, but didn't try to stop her.

But instead of saying anything about what had really happened, she said, "I was just explaining to him why I'm here. I'm passing through town and hoped to visit my good friend Suzanne..." - she smiled and nodded in Suzanne's direction - "...and see all my new friends. I'm happy to unwind and play some cards. But at the same time, Suzanne tells me that you've developed some interesting traditions. As a psychologist, I'm fascinated by the Plummer family and would like to 'go native' as it were, and experience and observe one of your typical evenings."

She went on, "That's what I was attempting to explain earlier. I'm already fully aware of the incest that goes on in this house, and I have no moral qualms with that, since it's taking place between loving adults. So the bottom line is: Don't mind me; just act as you normally do."

Amy asked with some concern, "Um, Xania, this game gets kind of sexual. Well, to be honest, it gets VERY sexual. Are you okay with that?"

Xania laughed that off. "Amy, believe you me, I've played a few harmless games of strip poker in my time. I don't mind a little bit of nudity if that allows me to see you all interact in your natural environment."

Katherine coughed loudly. She was obviously amused by Xania's claim that there would only be a "little bit of nudity."

Susan proudly held up Xania's bra and panties, waving them around. "Look! She's already agreed to obey one of the most important Plummer house rules."

Xania looked away in genuine embarrassment. She didn't have to fake the blush on her cheeks either.

Amy still looked concerned. "But there's more than just a little bit of nudity. Look at Brenda. Don't you wonder what that white stuff on her face is?"

Xania walked up to Brenda and examined her closely. She pretended to be uncertain, even though she'd all but identified it as cum earlier. "Yes. I was wondering. Just what IS that stuff on your face? If I didn't know better, I would think it's... But it can't be, can it?"

Amy looked to Alan for direction. She didn't want to say something that she shouldn't.

Feeling playful, he expressed shock and tried to pass the non-verbal message to Amy behind Xania's back not to reveal what the substance was.

Amy suddenly got much more nervous and defensive. "Uh, never you mind. I guess she spilled something, maybe. Brenda, I'll take you to the bathroom and help you lick that off. Um, I mean, wipe that off. Mom, are you ready to start the game?"

Xania was confused by Alan's gambit, because she really wanted to understand why Brenda was looking like that. Obviously, that's his cum on her face. No duh. I could even smell it, and I remember his unusually sweet smell. But why is she the only one nearly naked, and why the heck isn't she cleaning off her face?!

Nevertheless, Xania continued to play along and let the issue slide, at least for the moment.

Suzanne took charge and addressed the whole group as they sat on sofas around the coffee table in the living room. "As you all know, we're playing another game of strip poker. I've taken the liberty of coming up with some changes in the rules this time. First off, it's not fair that most of us wear so much while Brenda wears so little. Everyone pick out and wear four items: no more, no less. Of course that doesn't count your high heels, which are not part of the game and should be worn at all times."

Looking at Alan, she quipped, "Except for you, Sweetie. Er, I mean Alan. You don't look good in heels."

Xania raised her hand. "In that case, can I have at least my panties back? Right now I only have three items."

Suzanne did a quick count of what Xania was currently wearing. "I don't see a problem with that, if Alan approves."

He simply shrugged. "Sounds fine by me. For the purposes of the game, I don't have a problem making an exception to the 'house rule.'"

Susan nodded in approval. She, Suzanne, and Amy decided to put panties on as well, as one of their four items, since that would allow them to get thoroughly exposed faster. Nobody chose to wear a bra.

As Xania walked over to the underwear cabinet to retrieve her panties, Suzanne continued, "Xania, I'm glad to see you've got some seriously spiky heels on. Are those stilettos? And Brenda, I approve of your heels too. But that still leaves you with two items less than everyone else, so we'll count the cum on your face as another item."

Amy shot Suzanne a look that gave the non-verbal message, "Mom, you blew it! You weren't supposed to say that!"

Xania, still pretending not to know more than that which had been discussed or was otherwise obvious, asked with feigned alarm, "Did you say 'cum'? Brenda, why are you wearing cum on your face? That's shocking! Not to mention your attire, or lack of it. And just what WERE you doing upstairs, wearing see-through lingerie while you were on your knees between Alan's legs?"

Brenda blushed down to her chest. "Ah, I was, uh..." She didn't know what to say, so she looked to Alan, who gave a little nod. She closed her eyes in shame and finally admitted, "I was, um, ur, you see, just before you arrived, I was up in his room sucking his, uh, his sweet... cock! His huge, delicious cock! And... uh, he blew a big load all over my face. Gaaawwwd, it was so intense! I had the biggest orgasms of my entire life! He told me to keep his cum on so someone could lick it off later. So I did."

By the time she finished saying that, her body was visibly writing with lusty desire.

"I see," Xania said, deliberately poker-faced to increase Brenda's discomfort. "And if he told you to go shopping at the supermarket looking like that, would you?"

Brenda's blush deepened. "Yes," she whispered. "Nobody else! But him? Yes!" The humiliation was turning her on incredibly. On top of that, the supermarket idea got her gasping with wanton desire. That set her immense tits heaving, particularly since the askew bra wasn't providing any support.

Xania asked, "But I thought you just met him relatively recently, right?"

"That's true." Then she hastened to add, "Believe me, I've never behaved like this with anyone else before! I'm a respectable married woman! But he just... he's special!" She blushed, especially realizing how Xania would take her mention of being married.

Xania asked, "Just how long were you... performing fellatio on him?"

Brenda brightened at that and opened her eyes. "Over half an hour, for sure! Closer to an hour, I think. A hour of pure bliss! And that's not counting his strategic breaks." She rubbed her jawbones, while being careful not to disturb the cum. "My jaw still hurts, but it's a good kind of hurt, if you know what I mean."

Xania asked, "And do you do this to him a lot?"

Brenda looked to Alan, then answered shyly, "Not yet... but I definitely want to! That was only my third time. I want to get really good at it! I want to be one of his favorites!"

Her humiliation gave way to her enthusiasm. "I want to be one of his most dedicated and talented personal cocksuckers!" Then she looked away and blushed some more as she realized how that must have sounded to Xania. Still, she felt relieved at having confessed that to everyone, and especially to Alan.

Amy asked Xania in a concerned voice, "What do you think? Aren't you weirded out?"

Xania, still appearing regal and detached, said, "Not really. When in Rome, do as the Romans. I'm not here to judge."

However, she was actually very surprised by Brenda's answers, in particular because she'd been told that Brenda had only recently met most of the others.