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There was a big Halloween party planned for Saturday night, so Alan figured there wouldn't be much action earlier in the day while people were conserving their energy and preparing for the party. However, everyone was keen to test the waters on how things would be now that Ron was gone.

Katherine woke up fairly early and went jogging. She'd been exercising regularly to keep in shape since before she became a cheerleader, but lately she was even more dedicated because she considered herself her brother's number one fuck toy. The first thing she noticed as she returned home from her jog was that the underwear cabinet was back, once again placed near the front door.

She ran into Susan in the kitchen. She said "Hi, Mom," and gave her a kiss on the cheek. They chatted for a few minutes.

Katherine could see that Susan was wearing a sexy blouse and short shorts. It wasn't completely outrageous, but it was the most risqué thing she'd worn as normal clothing in two weeks. It was also clear that she wasn't wearing any underwear, but then again she'd never really stopped doing that once she'd started, except for a few days when Ron was home.

Staring directly at Susan's nipples as they protruded through the thin fabric, she said, "Mom, you're such a great mom. I can see that you're helping Alan again with some visual stimulation."

Susan smiled. "I'm trying," she said bashfully.

"Great! So do you mind if I help him 'do his thing' too? He must be up by now."

Susan was taken aback. It was true that just the night before, after catching Katherine blowing Alan, she'd had a talk with her and agreed, in theory, that she could help more directly with her brother's treatment. But she hadn't expected theory to turn to reality so rapidly, especially since she'd grounded Katherine at the same time.

Susan thought, Boy, she's really cheeky to push that so soon, isn't she? But what can I do? They've already done it, and I'm doing it. They're probably going to keep doing it whether I want them to or not, so I might as well have them keep it out in the open where I have some control over it. Besides, I can't be selfish and jealous, trying to hog him for myself. It's painful, but I can't undo what they've done. Plus, she is asking permission from me, as I required. Well, sort of, anyway.

She finally just nodded.

"Cool!" Katherine kissed her mother again and bounded out of the kitchen. She was secretly delighted and more than a little surprised that Susan had agreed. She made sure to leave the room quickly before Susan could change her mind.

Alan had just awakened and was lying in his bed, naked. He hadn't been accustomed to sleeping naked but, more and more, he was finding himself nude or at least without underwear, and he was growing to like it. He was in a half-awake state and lightly masturbating his erection under his bed sheets while enjoying a nice fantasy.

In his fantasy, he woke up in the morning only to discover that Susan was already lying naked between his legs and in the middle of giving him a great blowjob. But he hardly had time to fully fathom that when Katherine came in looking for him. When she saw what Susan was doing, she wordlessly took her clothes off too and joined right in.

But the dream didn't end there. After enjoying a fantastic shared mother-daughter blowjob for a couple of minutes, Suzanne and Amy came into the room as well, since they were wondering where everyone had gone to. They also simply took their clothes off and joined right in. Amy helped lick his cock, but there was only so much room around it, so Suzanne French kissed him for a while.

Then his daydream got much, much more unrealistic, because Glory had somehow gotten in the house as well, and the exact same thing happened to her. Soon, she was lying naked on his chest and taking turns with Suzanne kissing him.

As he slowly stroked his boner, he thought, What's great is that it's kind of true! Okay, the part with Glory is a bit far-fetched, but I AM intimate with her! And if things continue at home like how they've been going lately, the rest of it actually COULD happen someday! At least, it's not completely impossible. How lucky am I?! Man!

Katherine came in all excited and bouncy, dressed in a negligée (which she'd just changed into from her jogging outfit). She was mindful to completely close the door behind her. She didn't notice he was masturbating since it was happening under his sheets and blankets. "Good morning, sleepyhead. I have great news. Guess what? I'm expecting!"

That woke him up completely in a hurry. His eyes nearly popped out of his head. Expecting? Oh, fuck! I've made my sister pregnant? Fuck! Yesterday? Was it from yesterday? Could she know that fast? Didn't we use protection?! Finally, all he could mutter was, "Expecting?!"

"Yes. I'm expecting to suck you off. Mom just said it's okay. So pull down your sheets." She carefully shook her shoulder just enough to let a strap of her negligée slide down her arm.

Alan felt his brain whipsaw. He had a stupid expression on his face for a few seconds as everything sank in. Then he got upset. "Sis! What the fuck?! You scared me nearly half to death!"

She laughed. "It did wake you up, didn't it? Let me make it up to you with a friendly 'good morning' blowjob." She leaned forward, pressing her arms to make her tits push forward and look bigger than they already were. She knew he always loved that.

He pulled down his sheets to expose his crotch, including his stiff erection. He was chagrined, but too aroused to complain much.

As she grasped his hard-on, she exclaimed, "Whoa! Looks like someone has been naughty with the self-love. You've even got it wet for me already. Don't tell me you've been committing the 'sin of Onan?'" She said "sin of Onan" in a sarcastic voice, making clear she didn't share Susan's concern about that.

He ignored her Onan question since the answer was obvious, and said, "Promise me you won't joke about that pregnancy thing again. I'm totally freaked out and my heart is pounding like crazy! Seriously. I've been completely disassociating what we're doing from the possibility of having children, despite all your frequent 'baby juice' comments. Please don't pull that kind of thing. Period."

"Okay. Sorry. You gotta admit it was pretty funny though. Would you prefer if I pull on this kind of thing?" She tugged at his dick while continuing to giggle.

He grunted with approval.

"Here, let me soothe your jangled nerves like a good fuck toy sister should, with a loving, prolonged cocksucking. Did you know Mom actually gave me her approval to do this?" She continued to jack him off, because she wasn't quite done talking.

"No way!"

"It's true! Oh, and by the way, no more masturbating, and that's an order. Not because of Onan, whoever the heck he was, but because you've got me living right across the hallway, you doofus!" She giggled. Then she immediately tilted her head down and engulfed his entire cockhead.

Alan didn't sit up, and instead just relaxed with his head on his pillow and his hands behind his head while Katherine bobbed up and down over his crotch like a busy woodpecker. Man! This is the life. And Mom gave permission. That's so huge!

Katherine really wanted to take off her nightie. Unlike Susan, it wasn't because she got extra sexual pleasure from blowing him while topless or nude; it was just that her clothes were in the way. This was especially true because she usually liked to finger her pussy or play with her nipples while she sucked him. However, she was mindful that Susan could look in at any time, so she left her nightie on, hoping that it might reduce the extent of Susan's distress.

Just when Katherine was getting into a steady bobbing rhythm, she pulled her lips off and sat up on his chest. "Oh no! What if your cock accidentally slipped between my tits? Then you just might be titfucking me." She folded her tits around his slippery shaft and briefly stroked it in her cleavage, despite the fact that she was still wearing her nightie.

But that wasn't enough. In an even more theatrical voice, she said, "Oh no! What if I slip up big time on your sticky fuck-monster and it slips on down my tummy..."

She scooted back, deliberately dragging his boner down her nightie, over her belly button and below. "What if it just keeps on sliding down and down, and we're both helpless to stop it. Gravity ... Can't be helped..." She brought it down over her covered pussy, right to the top of her clit. She giggled, "Then we'd really be screwed. Or at least I would be!"

But he was especially intent to stay firmly within Susan's boundaries, because he was still feeling guilty for violating them with Suzanne when Susan had discovered them in Suzanne's backyard. He didn't want to go through that again. Although he'd noticed the door was closed, he figured the odds were better than even that Susan would spy or eavesdrop on them. She'd always respected their privacy before, but her cock-lust was too strong for her to stay away.

He grabbed his sister's hand and stopped her. "Okay, that's enough. No more accidents. Remember Mom. Remember the slippery slope. We shouldn't even be talking like this." He nodded knowingly at the door.

"Big Minaret Brother, you just skied down the slippery slope, oozing pre-cum all over my naughty nightie. After all that tough skiing, don't you want to rest for a bit inside my cozy ski chalet?" She pulled her nightie aside enough to expose her wet slit, and then tugged at his cock to slip it inside her.

However, his hand still held onto hers and kept it back.

He chuckled. "So it's a ski chalet now, huh? No. I'd rather ski inside your mouth for a while. I liked skiing in the twin peaks region, I admit. That was too brief. But blowjobs only, please. That's all Mom allows you, right?"

Katherine didn't press too hard to do more, once he'd clearly put his foot down. She knew she'd get her chances with him at Kim's house, and perhaps elsewhere. Besides, she figured the odds were good that Susan would be listening in before long.

She'd left the door closed, since that was the normal thing to do. But if Susan did spy or eavesdrop on them, she didn't really mind. She figured the more that kind of thing happened, the quicker Susan would accept her role as a fellow fuck toy, and the sooner they could share his cock together.

Susan probably would have given in to her urges and spied on them before long. However, she was self-aware enough to realize how likely it was that she'd do that, and she felt bad about violating her children's privacy. So she deliberately did something to distract herself: she called Suzanne on the kitchen phone. Many important events had happened since they'd last talked the previous afternoon, and Susan felt it was her duty to bring her best friend up to speed.

Suzanne started things off on an eager note. "Okay, it's time. Spill the beans! What's the big secret already? I didn't pester you about it yesterday; I used great restraint, but now I'm pestering!"

"What secret?"

"You know the one. You mentioned something mysterious was happening with Brenda. I need to know!"

"Oh, that secret. Unfortunately, there hasn't been much development there. I thought I'd hear from her again, but I haven't. You don't want to know, though, until I can present the entire thing."

Suzanne could tell that Susan was hiding something, since Susan was a terrible liar, but she didn't want to call her on it. Instead, she hoped to get Susan to reveal what she knew of her own volition, so she said encouragingly, "But I do! I do!"

Susan frowned, then replied, "Trust me. It'll be waaaay better if you wait. I'll call her later and see what's up. So we'll know one way or another soon."

Suzanne sighed. "Oh, very well."

From there, Susan switched to talking about her latest interactions with Alan. The conversation took a long while, since she was in the habit of telling Suzanne every last detail, including sexual details. In fact, recounting the sexual details was the part she loved the most. When it came time to describe her long blowjob when she was wearing the shirt in which she'd cut a large hole, she found herself also fingering her pussy through her clothes. By the time she was finished, her clothes were half-off and askew because she'd ended up playing directly with her nipples and pussy until she had a nice orgasm.

As usual, Suzanne pretended not to notice Susan's increasingly ragged breathing, her increasing number of sexy "Mmmm" noises, and all her other tell-tale signs of impending orgasm. Susan had no idea how obvious she was when she was giving in to her horny urges.

Once Susan confessed that she'd given Katherine permission to help Alan with his "special problem," Suzanne said, "I think that's a very wise decision. I'm proud of you, that you're mature enough not to let jealousy blind you. But how are you feeling about it right now? I'm sure it can't be easy for you."

Susan sighed. You can say that again! It wouldn't be so bad, except, except..."

"Except what?"

"Except ... even as we speak, Angel is up in Tiger's room, gobbling on his fat knob!"

"Really?!" Suzanne thought, The plot thickens. As does his cock. Hee-hee!

"It's true. I haven't seen it for myself, but I gave her permission when she asked if she could go do that, so of course she is." She asked hopefully, "It's not like Tiger's penis would be flaccid, would it?"

Suzanne said, "I think it's safe to rule that out, especially if she's been up there for a while."

"She has," Susan said sadly.

"So how does that make you feel?"

"Jealous! I'm green with jealousy! That should be ME up there! If I'd told her no and helped him right now, then instead of talking to you, it would be MY lips stretched wide, and MY tongue dancing on his sweet spot! I'd be lying naked between his legs, just like a good big-titted mommy should, fondling his sperm-filled balls, stroking those thick ten inches of rock hard- OH!"

"What?"

"I'm sorry, It's just that I'm making myself so horny!" She had to take a few long moments to try to control her breathing. Then she continued, "When I start thinking like that, it becomes very real for me. I start salivating and even open my mouth in a perfect 'O' shape if I'm not talking, ready to engulf him all the way in, until I'm practically choking and gagging on all ten inches of his delicious cock-meat!"

Suzanne knew Alan's penis only grew to a little shy of eight inches, but she saw no urgent need to correct her best friend about that. "I think that's commendable. It shows me yet again just how much you love him. I also think it's very commendable that you let Angel go to him, despite your passion to serve his cock. That's a healthy attitude, because you're going to stand aside while others enjoy his cock quite a lot."

"I am?!"

"Sure. You're one of his personal cocksuckers now, and so am I, and so is Angel, but it's not going to stop there. We already know he's having sexual success at school, although we don't know the details. He's probably building up a little stable of teenaged hotties." Suzanne actually doubted that, since she didn't think he'd have much success with women without her secretly pulling the strings in the background. But she figured it would help Susan's attitude. Plus, she had to admit that he must have had some success at school all on his own already.

Suzanne continued in a sadder tone, "Additionally, I'm not exactly thrilled about it, but Amy will join in before long. I'd stop that if I could, and I'll try to delay it as long as I can, but given how they feel for each other, and Amy's beauty, and other facts, it's all but inevitable."

"That's probably true," Susan said.

"And there will be others. He has what women want. For instance, what about Brenda? Don't you think it's fairly likely he'll seduce her eventually?"

Susan winced. "Probably ... Almost certainly." She groaned unhappily.

Suzanne said, "I can hear the pain in your voice. But don't think of it as a bad thing, think of it as a very, very good thing!" Knowing that Susan was already very horny from the things they'd been talking about, she asked, "Doesn't it make you hot, thinking about Angel polishing his knob right now? To me, that's a sign of what an impressive stud he is. How many boys his age manage to turn their beautiful, busty mothers AND sisters into his personal cocksuckers?"

Susan was highly conflicted, but she admitted, "Not many."

"Doesn't it excite you to know that while all the other boys in school merely eat their lunches during lunch, Sweetie is off in some secret room, probably with a bevy of busty cheerleaders taking turns slurping on his cock?" Suzanne figured that had to be a wild exaggeration, even given Alan's great sexual fortune lately, but she also figured that would push Susan's buttons.

She was right. Susan breathlessly exclaimed, "Oh, yes! Heck yes! Now, THAT is hot!"

"What's the difference?" Suzanne asked. "Isn't it even hotter with Angel? She's one of the most beautiful girls in school. There's no doubt about it. She could have any boyfriend she wants. And yet she prefers to fully submit to the power of her brother's cock! Come on! If he snaps his fingers and she crawls naked to him and then lovingly licks his long bone from base to tip and back again, wouldn't the sight of that get your blood pumping?"

Susan's chest was heaving up and down. "If you put it that way, then yes! That's seriously hot!"

Suzanne said, "Of course it is. And think about the advantages. You and your daughter will have so much to talk about, so much to share. You can share cocksucking tips and all kinds of other tips. The next time you go shopping together, you'll go as two personal cocksuckers looking for extra sexy clothes to better titillate your shared man. Plus, it opens up all kinds of new possibilities for you. For instance, can you imagine kneeling naked under the dining table and bobbing on your son's delicious cock all through his breakfast? Or any other meal, for that matter? Now that she's fully involved, there's nothing stopping you from doing just that!"

Susan fretted, "I could never do that, not in a million years. It's just so embarrassing, not to mention degrading. Maybe ... Maybe I could, if it was just Tiger and me there. But not with my sweet Angel watching and listening! I would simply die of humiliation!"

Suzanne responded, "You say that now, but tell me, haven't you thought about that? Isn't that a secret fantasy of yours?"

Actually, Susan had been thinking about that very thing a fair amount lately. She'd even suggested it to Brenda during one of their recent conversations. She was astonished. "How did you know that?!"

Suzanne was pleased. Although Susan had shared many of her fantasies, none had been like that, and she'd merely made a good guess. She stated confidently, "It makes perfect sense. Sweetie is a remarkably virile young man. I must say that his stamina has exceeded all my expectations. And he's also a growing boy who eats a lot, so he always needs a VERY good breakfast!" She chuckled at that.

Then she continued, "It follows that he'll want his personal cocksuckers to help him through his meals. Don't be surprised if you start spending some meals UNDER the table. While he gobbles down his food, you'll be gobbling up and down his cock! And when he eats his sweet dessert off his plate, your dessert will be his yummy cum splattered all over your face and chest, and even more pouring down your throat! And of course Angel will be watching all the while, at least when it's not HER turn to spend a meal under the table!"

Susan clutched at one of her hefty globes with her free hand. She pictured that so vividly that for a moment she really thought she was under the table. She gasped, "That's ... that's ... SO HOT!"

Suzanne chuckled. "Yes. Yes, it is." Although she had reluctantly admitted that she was one of Alan's "personal cocksuckers," since it couldn't be denied what she was doing to him and him alone, she didn't put herself in the same category as the obviously sexually submissive Susan and Katherine. She considered it way too undignified to ever "help" Alan with an under-the-table blowjob. So when she talked about such a thing, she was having a fun time imagining Susan doing that.

Whereas Susan was thinking solely about herself doing that. It had been a wild and fleeting fantasy of hers, but Suzanne's comments made it seem actually possible, if not probable, and that aroused her to no end.

Susan had remained fully dressed through the phone call. But she was wearing a sexy blouse and short shorts and nothing else. Suzanne's words had worked her up so much that she'd pulled her shorts down enough to access her pussy, once the under-the-table talk had started. Once she started furtively fingering herself, she found herself spiraling rapidly towards orgasm. She practically shouted, "Gotta go! Talk to you later! Bye!"

But before she could hang up the phone, Suzanne shouted back, "Wait! Wait!" Then, seeing the line was still connected, she added, "Do me a favor. Go upstairs and watch or at least listen to what Angel is doing. It'll help you adjust that much faster."

Susan panted, "I'll, I'll ... consider it. Bye!" Then she did slam the phone down. She barely managed to stave off her climax long enough to end the call, due to Suzanne's last words. She actually started screaming in orgasmic ecstasy even as she was putting the receiver in its place.

Suzanne heard the start of that scream before the line disconnected, and that gave her a great big smile. I love Susan so much! It's exactly like I always thought: her prudish persona was just a facade. Her sexy, slutty side was always buried inside her, just waiting for a chance to come out. And boy oh boy, has it come out! Color me pleasantly surprised again. Just as with Sweetie, she's actually exceeded my hopeful expectations! Things can only get better as she comes to fully accept her new way of life.

Not surprisingly, Suzanne was very pleased by the latest developments that Susan had described. She had planned to gradually get Susan to accept that Katherine also needed to be helping Alan do his thing, but now those plans could be happily tossed aside. That sped up her timeline for her overall scheme quite a bit.

Back in his room, Alan continued to just lie on his bed and love life while Katherine bobbed and bobbed on his shaft.

Unfortunately, Katherine wasn't as good a cocksucker as Suzanne was or as Susan had recently become. She still needed to develop a practiced and varied technique. But she was still pretty darn good. Besides, the fact that she wasn't as overwhelmingly talented actually allowed him to enjoy the experience more in a way, since it permitted him to stay relaxed for a longer time instead of having to constantly fight the urge to cum nearly from the very start.

As he lay there in bliss from her constant stimulation, he pondered the big picture. He could see a happy pattern forming, even though both Suzanne and Katherine now had to ask Susan for permission each time they wanted to help him. That didn't seem to be as big a barrier as he'd feared, given that Susan had given Katherine permission to be with him now. Things are coming along very nicely. It seems like I can look forward to frequent help from Mom, Sis, and Aunt Suzy at home, and eventually probably Aims too. Then there's Glory at school, and Sis and Kim to have fun with elsewhere. And who knows, maybe I'll get to be with Heather some more. That's seven total babes! Wow. SEVEN!

It couldn't possibly get any better than that. The treatment for my energy problem is easily the best thing that's ever happened to me! Well, I suppose it would be even greater if Christine could help me too, and Brenda is pretty stunning, but come on! Get real. Even my luck has a limit. I still can't truly believe I'm gonna end up having sex with Brenda, even after all Aunt Suzy has done to make that happen.

But the big thing is what's happening here at home. He reached out and lovingly ran his hand through Katherine's hair as his thoughts turned more to her.

Katherine mewled with pleasure in response, and tried out a corkscrew move that just happened to be Susan's favorite move (and thus something that he particularly enjoyed).

He hummed happily, letting her know to keep that up. Boy, am I glad Mom didn't freak out about Sis and me. Now, we don't have to sneak around anymore. Well at least not as much. Right now it's all about blowjobs due to Mom's rules and restrictions, but that'll change. I don't know how long it'll take, but I think we're past some point of no return. Someday, I'll be able to fuck all four of them whenever I want! Hell, I could wind up like some kind of sultan with a harem, or something. I mean, it's so great that it almost defies belief!

The one thing I have to hope for is that I never get "well." Meaning, I never want this six-times-a-day treatment to end! Ever! Oh man! What if it did? What if next time I see Akami, she says, "Oh, by the way, it turns out there's a pill we found that can do the same thing?" That would suck!

But you know what? It's like I said, that we've passed the point of no return. I'll bet Aunt Suzy would give Mom some kind of fig-leaf excuse so she can keep going without guilt. Dang. My aunt is a total genius!

When Katherine felt that he was getting close to a climax, she suddenly sat up in his bed between his legs. Her boobs bounced freely, since both shoulder straps had slipped well down her arms. She quickly rushed to the door and opened it, hoping to catch Susan there by surprise, but there was no sign of anyone.

She was disappointed, but she didn't show it. She turned back to Alan and smiled wolfishly, making a show of wiping her chin clean of cum and saliva.

He asked in confusion, "Is that it? Are you done?"

"Not hardly!" She chuckled, as if he'd said something totally absurd. "I'm your number one fuck toy, and I'm not about to leave here until you've splooged me good. No, I stopped because it's time for your strategic break."

"It is?" He was having a great time enjoying a blowjob without all the usual struggle. He'd been thinking that when the urge to cum got too great, he'd just let go for once. In fact, he was close enough already to let go at any time.

She said, "It is. Remember what Nurse Akami said: 'It's not just the quantity; it's the quality.' You don't just need six climaxes daily; you need very PROLONGED and SATISFYING stimulation!" Inspired by her own words, she started to bend down to his shaft, but then caught herself.

He grinned. I'm still not happy with this "fuck toy" stuff, but how could I not love that attitude? She really loves having fun with my dick! He asked, "I do?"

"You do. I want to see just how long I can keep you right on the edge. Besides, it's Saturday morning. Where are you going to go and what are you going to do that's more important than getting your cock sucked for hours by your loving sister?"

He chuckled. "'Hours?'"

"Okay, maybe not literally, but we can try. Besides, I have a confession." She looked around conspiratorially, especially at the door, and then crawled up his chest to whisper in his ear. "I have to admit that I want to impress Mom!"

"Mom?"

"Yeah, you know, the busty sex bomb tinkering around in the kitchen right now?"

He gave her a look for stating the obvious.

She settled down on his chest and licked his neck a little, since she had to wait out his strategic break anyway. "Since I just checked the door, we don't have to worry about being overheard, at least for a while. I know what she's doing right now, or at least I can guess: she's thinking about what I'm doing to you right now and wondering just how long it'll last. She's probably looking at the clock a couple of times a minute and getting all anxious. She keeps thinking about coming up here to 'check' on us, which means if she can't suck your cock, she at least wants to see me do it. Frankly, it's a miracle she hasn't gotten here already!"

"And that's a good thing?"

"Sure! Look, I really want this 'Number One Fuck Toy' title, and I've got stiff competition. And no, I don't mean that!" She reached down and playfully flicked at his boner. Since it was poking nearly straight up from his crotch, that set it swinging. "I know that when it comes to cocksucking I probably can't compete with Aunt Suzy's talent and experience and Mom's sheer passion. Not yet. I'm working on it, but someone can't become an expert overnight. In the meantime, I want to at least see if I can win with endurance. I'll show that my dedication to serving your cock surpasses even Mom's!"