Part 126: She Loves You

Day 75: Friday, November 29

Chapter 1

Around nine in the morning, Katherine sat down at her desk, took her diary from its secret hiding place, and wrote:

Dear Diary,

Sigh. Such is the life of a harem fuck toy. I just peeked in Brother's room. I found out that Amy's cuddled up to him, with both of them still sleeping soundly. She's such a lucky sister-slut, getting to sleep with him all night long!!!! I was sooooo tempted to wake them up and join in. But Amy's such a sweet girl. She deserves a night with him all alone. And since they didn't get a chance to fuck last night, it's a near sure thing that they'll do it once they're both up and alert!

I'm kind of bummed right now. Not so much about Amy getting royally fucked, even as I have to go do some stupid shopping with Mom. I know I'll also have my moment in the sun soon enough. We all will, and lots of them. That's such a great thing about our master, that he keeps all of us on the verge of being worn out from too many orgasms! ☺ No, what bums me out is thinking about the talk that Aims and I had with Christine last night. I'm sure you know what I mean, Diary, since I wrote a tome about it when we got back home. Last night I was all pumped up, thinking we'd scored a big victory. But after sleeping on it, I'm not so sure. I mean, we were so blatant and pushy. That's what happens when we get really horny; we go overboard. Christine was horny too, so she jumped overboard with us.

But the problem is, she's a very smart cookie! Very, very smart. How will she look at things in the light of day, when she's come down off her horny high? Is she gonna be mad at us for pushing so hard? Will she see right through our clumsy maneuverings and figure out our true motives? Might she even suspect that I'm really having sex with Brother and not just thinking about it?

God, I hope so much that we didn't blow it! She's absolutely key. She could make or break the harem. We need to get smart, and strategize!

Oops! Gotta go. Mom is calling for me. I'll write more later.

Alan felt himself waking up, but didn't open his eyes. Rather than look around, he took a moment to sense what was around him. He could feel a warm body sprawled against him and concentrated on that.

Ah, yes. Amy. My Aims! Sweet, sweet Aims. He discovered that he and Amy lay face to face, tangled all over each other. He realized with pleasure that they were still in the same position they had fallen asleep in the night before. They had held one another sleeping through the night.

Her hair was right under his nose since she was shorter, and he could still smell the fragrant peach shampoo she'd used the day before. He had one leg over both of hers, and both of them had one arm wrapped around the waist of the other. That meant her bare breasts were pressed into his chest and his erection was poking into her thigh.

He was amazed to notice that she looked aroused, even though she was fast asleep. Her nipples were hard, and she had a great big smile on her face. He speculated that she was probably in the middle of a very enjoyable erotic dream. A slight flickering of her eyelids at least confirmed that she was in R.E.M. dreaming mode.

He didn't want to wake her from her dream, but he needed to go to the bathroom sooner rather than later. It was an excruciatingly slow operation to extricate himself from her embrace, but he managed to get up without waking her.

Or at least he almost did. When he got back from the bathroom and looked at her on the bed, he could see her tossing and turning a little bit. One of her arms actually flopped forward and then down in a vain effort to find him. He heard her mumble with need, "Bruuuuutherrrrr." It looked like she was slowly coming out of her dream.

He carefully crawled back into bed and lay down right next to her.

She tossed again, and this time her arm found him. She latched onto his waist and drew him closer.

He stared at her face and was amused to see her pouty frown turn to a contented smile as she cuddled up to him.

He brushed some bangs of hair that fell over her shut eyes and whispered to himself, "Amy, sweet Amy, what would I ever do without you? You keep me sane."

"I do?" She opened her eyes.

"When did you wake up?" he asked, surprised.

Her smile doubled in size as she saw his face so close that their noses were nearly touching. "Just now, when you touched my hair. But I guess I was sleeping lightly already. Mmmm."

She raised her arms above her head and stretched and yawned. "Yummy." She yawned again.

He admired her stretched out form. Damn! I've got the sexiest girlfriend in school. And I love her! But his stomach had its own agenda. He looked around for any sign of food. "What's yummy?"

"Waking up with you in my arms, you silly willy. It's so totally great! Not to mention feeling your thingy pressing against me like that. Mmmm. Yum. You know, I had a pretty neat-o dream just now."

"Really, what kind of things do you dream about?" He cuddled closer, feeling her spongy breasts mold to his chest and her hard nipples poking him.

"Well, since I was all curled up in the arms of my wonderful, strong lover, you might not be surprised to find it was a sexy dream."

"Was it 'so hot'?"

They both laughed at this reference to Susan's most frequently used catch phrase.

She nodded. "It was TOTALLY so hot! It wasn't like a super sweaty bump and grind kind of thing, but all seven of us were hanging out on a tropical island, just kicking back and having fun."

"Seven?"

"Yeah. The family, plus Brenda and Adrian."

"Adrian? What was he doing there? I've never even met the guy."

"Well, of course Brenda has to be there since she's all slave-y for you now. Not to mention that she's my Anal Pal. And it would be mean for her to hang out on a tiny island with us and leave her son behind, don't you think? You'll get to know him; he's a nice guy from what I hear. But don't worry; he was mostly just kinda hanging out by Brenda, fondling her big boobs. He'd never touch the rest of us. Everybody knows the rules of The Pact, silly."

That reminded Alan that he'd have to figure out where Adrian stood in the scheme of things before long. He didn't like the idea of Adrian even looking at "his" women naked, and that included Brenda when he was in a really possessive mood. He knew it was just a dream, but he guessed that eventually a similar problem could come up in real life. He realized that he'd have to be flexible on the whole Adrian issue and work out some kind of arrangement for "sharing" Brenda that everyone could live with.

He pushed those worries aside and asked, "So what were we all doing on the island?"

"Just chillin' out under the palm trees on the island. Our private little island. Swimming, sailing, snorkeling, that kind of thing. Some groovy reggae was playing out of a nearby stereo and Mom and Sis were sharing penis tending duties. Everyone was all tanned - even Mother had some color. Can you imagine that?" She giggled. "Sis was psyched 'cos her tan lines were gone, not to mention the way her belly was starting to swell. It was totally cool!"

"Wait - Sis? Her belly was starting to swell? I could easily picture her dreaming about that, but you?"

"Hey, I just like to see everybody happy."

"What were you doing?"

"I was sitting on a comfy lounge chair right next to where you'd usually sit, except that you were standing. I guess it's hard to have a dual blowjob on a lounge chair." She could feel his penis growing against her leg. She looked down at it and said, "Alan Junior, you're just too demanding!"

She giggled as she realized, "Just like real life. And Mom was just like real life, too, all cock hoggy. Mother was kicking back, reading a book, but not Mom. She was, like, totally inhaling your cock! And she was taking it so deep! Can she deep throat in real life? 'Cos she was totally taking you down to your balls! You could hear the loud slurps over the gentle roar of the waves. Sis ended up licking your ass, 'cos Mom was so-"

He was getting more aroused every passing second, but interrupted, "Wait a sec. I was asking what you were doing."

"Oh, me? I had a big easel in front of me, painting the beach scene. Oh, and there was a super tall glass of mango juice right next to me! And pineapple. Yummy sliced pineapple."

Alan knew that was her favorite type of drink, and her favorite fruit.

"Oh! And I had your cum dripping all down my face and chest." She giggled some more. "And there was even more dripping out of all of our holes. I was trying to rub it into my skin like suntan lotion, but there was just too much! My hands were all sticky. You ever try painting with sticky fingers? It's not easy, but it's just too yummy! Oh! And wait! I also remember I had that 'just been fucked' feeling in my ass and my tight pussy. You know that feeling when you've cum so hard and often you can hardly... ? No, on second thought you probably don't." She giggled yet again.

He pictured that scene and felt his penis start to rise. He could clearly picture the beach sand below his feet, the shade of palm trees above him, and Susan and Katherine slurping up and down the sides of his dick. He knew just how incredible that felt. He asked, "You mean 'my holes, ' right?"

"Nope! I mean our holes! Everybody was totally flooded with Alan-cum, pouring out of every hole! ... Well, except for Adrian, of course." She giggled. "You should have seen how hard Mother was trying not to mess up her book with her cummy fingers. And she had to hold it up 'cos you totally splattered her whole front side!"

"Even Brenda?"

"Especially Brenda! You know how juicy she gets. Oh, and her ass! Such a cute shade of red. You must have spanked her pretty hard just before the dream started. We were all so totally FUCKED!"

His penis was growing harder and harder. He could easily picture how they all looked. But wanting to confirm that they were all naked, he asked, "So that's it? No monsters? No other people around? Or clothes?"

"No way! None of that yucky stuff. What kind of lame-o dream is that? Monsters?!"

He laughed, especially because she was serious, even about clothes being as "yucky" as monsters. "Hey, we can't always choose what kind of dreams we have."

"Yeah, but sleeping in your arms, how could I possibly worry about monsters? Mmmm. It really was 'so hot'. My nipples feel like you were really pinching them while I was dreaming. The whole thing's got me kinda ... y'know ... going already." She ran a hand over his chest in lazy strokes.

He got the hint and started playfully pinching her nipples.

She purred in appreciation.

Then he commented, "So that's your idea of a mellow day, huh? Sounds like I must have been pretty wiped out though, if you and the others were dripping from every hole." He wondered what the dream-Adrian thought about that. "I mean, that's not even physically possible, not with just one man."

"It was a dream, silly! You were all chill and relaxed just like the rest of us. I know that even you can't do that in real life. We were all so happy together. Family! Harems are cool, 'cos we can share the love." She lost her dreamy look and frowned as she thought back to what he'd said earlier. "But what's this about me keeping you sane?"

"I dunno," he admitted, trying to ignore his hard erection poking into her creamy thighs, so he could talk about serious things first. "Maybe that's not the right word. You keep me grounded, is what I mean. Everything's just so WEIRD lately. Even waking up with you in my bed like this. I'm certainly not complaining, mind you, but it's just ... I dunno ... weird."

"Why?" She slipped both of her arms around his upper torso and then kissed him lightly on his nose. That caused his stiff dick to slip between her thighs, and she immediately took advantage of that fact by squeezing her thighs together repeatedly around it. "This feels, like, way totally natural and right to me. I know this is only the second time we've slept together, but it feels to me like we've been doing it for years. You know what I mean?"

"I do. But even that is scary, in a way. This whole harem thing, it's really only been a week, but it feels like ages." He grunted, because she was starting to scissor her thighs back and forth just a little bit, increasing the delightfully tight squeeze his dick was in. "I think about what my life was like two months ago and I feel like I'm losing my mind. That's why you keep me sane. With you, I can just relax. Somehow, I don't feel any pressure. You're so accepting and loving." He grinned, adding the obvious Amy-ism, "You're the superest girlfriend ever."

Amy felt a tingle run up her back as Alan said those words. Her heart was filled with love and she wanted to squeeze and hold him until the end of time. She noticed too that his words were getting her increasingly aroused, and she was already randy from the moment she woke up, thanks to her dream.

She blushed and placed a gentle finger on his lips. "YOU'RE the superest ever. Don't even try to deny it. I love you, we all love you, and that's that! So don't stress or else!" She said it in a firm way that made it seem as though he should be able to shut off his line of thinking as easily as shutting off a light.

He grinned widely at that.

"Here, let's give you something else to think about." She brought one hand down to where their crotches met and deftly slipped the head of his erection into her pussy.

He was amazed at how fast that happened, especially given that she was so deliciously tight. Not only that, but her pussy wasn't all that wet yet, but somehow she still managed to slide him in without a grunt or grimace.

She purred, "I know what you're thinking. Let's just leave it there and let Miss Pussy catch up. But you can scoot it in the rest of the way. Get comfy."

"Okay." He wiggled his hips a bit and let his shaft slide forward, slowly sinking his remaining inches into her until he was fully sheathed within the silky tightness of her fluttering pussy walls. "This is so freakin' weird," he mumbled. He could feel her lubrication increasing already.

"What's weird?"

"This. You. Me. Thinking about Miss Pussy again. Waking up and fucking such a stacked and sexy girl who's amazingly lovable and adorable, and to top to it all off, even my sister somehow, all of a sudden. It's just ... weird. I mean, I like your dream way better than my own more boring dreams. That's weird."

She frowned and made a face at him. "You're in a weird mood, you know that? Don't tell me you don't feel deserving."

"That's exactly what I'm telling you. Why me? Why do I deserve all this? I mean, it's downright unfair. One guy and about half a dozen of the most beautiful women in town. That means at least five other guys are doing without."

She sighed heavily, which caused her pussy walls to squeeze on his penis a bit as she shifted ever so slightly. "Brother, brother, brother. I hope you're not gonna be like this five years from now, all uncertain-y. The simple truth is that you're just so lovable. How could we not all want you? And we would be meanies if we didn't share, so how else could it end up but like this, with all of us loving each other in one big happy family?"

"You make it sound so easy." He sighed. "Life's not like that. Life is hard. This can't last."

She rolled her eyes. "O.B., you think too much. Life is mostly what you make of it, how you deal with things that come your way. I think you need a distraction."

She rolled over on top of him, and since he was fully embedded in her pussy, he was forced to roll under her. Then she tried scooting up his chest as much as she could without causing his dick to pull out. Propped up by her arms, her upper torso hung nearly a foot above his.

He looked at her full breasts dangling near his face and said, "If life is how you deal with things that come your way, I'd better do something with these puppies." He reached out with both hands and grasped her swinging orbs.

She giggled. "I knew you'd figure that out." Then she bent forward and kissed him on the lips. She was just tall enough for them to lock lips while he was still in her, but he had to scrunch down a little bit to make it work.

He thrust into her a few times, causing her to purr and coo with pleasure. He raised his head to kiss her forehead, and from his new and slightly higher viewpoint he caught sight of a piece of paper on the bedstand right next to him that he'd missed before. Without missing a thrust, he reached out and pulled it in front of his eyes so he could read it.

"What's that?" she asked.

He slowed his thrusting down to mere flexing so he could read, but she made up for that by churning her hips as she rode him in the cowgirl position.

He slapped her playfully on the side of her ass cheek. "Stop that. I need to read. It's a note from Mom. Here, I'll read it to you: 'Dear Son, I hope you and Amy had a fun night last night and are having an even better morning. The rest of your harem is off shopping. The day after Thanksgiving is the biggest shopping day of the year and there're all kinds of sales. Plus, we're running low on everything, including food. I figure I can leave you and your great big cock in Amy's capable hands - and mouth, I hope! - for a couple of hours. And please don't forget to tame her pussy and ass some more. I hope you nail her good and fill as many of her holes as you can.'"

At that, Amy resumed churning her hips, and with more authority. She wore her usual big smile.

Alan tried to frown at her, but couldn't really get upset. He continued reading aloud, "'I've turned the video on in hopes that I can watch it later. If that bothers you, just turn it off. We should be back around ten, to make you some yummy brunch before we all go to the game. Oh, and Christine wants to have a meeting with us all before the game. Take care, and remember that we all love you. Your loving mom.'"

He thought aloud, "The game. Oh crap." That reminded him of all his troubles with the football players. The only reason to go to the game was to make sure his sisters would stay safe while performing their cheerleading duties. He couldn't care less about the actual game. He didn't like the sound of a meeting with Christine, either. That could spell trouble.

He said, "You gotta admit, that note is weird. My life is not normal!"

But Amy merely shrugged, and then asked, "What time is it?"

He looked at his alarm clock from his supine position. "Just about nine. We've got time, lots of time. But there's more to the note. There's a section for you, too. I'm sure it's a totally non-normal section, too."

He chuckled at that, and then resumed reading out loud. "'Dear darling Amy, Congratulations on your night with your big stud brother. I'm so excited for you! I hope he leaves your holes aching and drooling with sperm, and your face absolutely soaked in it.'"

Amy squealed in delight. "It's like she knew my dream!" She tried to squeeze his dick with her pussy walls.

That made him grimace with arousal, but he kept reading. "'But don't get so caught up in your pleasure that you forget your duties. Don't just suck Alan Junior all morning - make him shoot his load all over your big tits! I hope I don't have to remind you that Tiger has to cum six times a day at the very least. I don't want to come home only to find that he's been suffering the dreaded blue balls, much less falling into the sins of Onan! If you don't think you can handle penis tending duties, please call me! I expect you to wake him with your mouth on his cock, for starters. Don't let him down, if you know what I mean. His harem-taming horse cock is in your hands (and I hope that's literally true as you read this!). Since you're the only big-titted sex slave at home, you can't let your guard down for one minute. The whole harem is counting on you. I worry. Call me! Your loving mom.'"

Chapter 2

Alan thought, "Horse cock?" That's a new one for her. My dick is just NOT that big. Sheesh!

Amy rolled her eyes. "How does she expect me to wake you up with a blowjob if you woke up first? I can't always know to wake up just before you do. Geez, Louise!"

He put the note back on the bed stand. "Don't worry about her. She gets carried away, as you know, and we all need to work on getting her to calm down a little bit. Let's just have fun and not worry. You know, I've been fucking, fucking, and fucking some more lately. You know what I'd like to do instead?"

"What?" She was still churning her hips around since he wasn't doing much thrusting.

"Let's make love, my darling sister."

Her eyes lit up at that. "M'kay! My darling brother."

He still wasn't thrusting very much, despite having put the note away. This was because Amy was working intently on her pussy squeezing. She wasn't very good at it yet, but Suzanne had been coaching her and she was starting to get the hang of it. The only problem was that her pussy was so tight to begin with that more squeezing was almost too much of a good thing. Almost.

He grimaced a couple of times, but he knew that she was determined to succeed and show that she could be as good with that skill as the others. He said, "Aims! Nice squeezing."

"You noticed? Cool beans!"

He laughed. "Of course I noticed. I'm impressed. But while we're just lying here, I've got a question. You know, before everything in this house got all sexual, what did you think about me? I mean, we weren't super close."

"I know. I blame Mother. She was all super duper overprotective-y. I didn't like it. I had like, really powerful feelings for you, but I was afraid that if I showed them, she'd freak. You know? And when I was around you, I'd get all tingly and weird. So I kind of avoided you sometimes, 'cos I didn't know how to act around you. Do you know what I mean?" She was still squeezing while talking.

"Yeah. So what changed?"

She laughed. "I looked around and realized that if you snooze, you lose. I had to come up with a plan fast or I'd get lost in the shuffle."

"I'm so glad you did. But why me? Why'd you have this secret crush on me? Kat apparently did too. I just don't get it. I thought both of you were way out of my league. You two couldn't have known then that I'd be good in bed..."

Amy said surprisingly fiercely, "No, you don't get it! O.B., you're YOU! You're kind! You're loving! You're a good man!" She stopped her pussy squeezing and tears began to form in her eyes.

"What? What's wrong? Did I say something wrong?"

"No," she said between sniffles. "Except that you're such a doofus." But she said that with deep love. "It's just that I'm overcome with emotion. I'm so happy how everything turned out ... so ... perfect! All of us together ... Brother, I love you so much!"

"But you're so sexy and wonderful. You could have any guy."

"I KNOW you! And I want you! YOU! Don't be all super doofy!" She giggled. "You're stuck with me, bucko! I love you, so you'd better get used to it!"

He looked at her face and saw so much love and caring there that he felt overwhelmed. He thought, I'm not worthy. I'm really not. But she's so great; everybody in my family is so great. How can I not try my best to keep them all happy? She does keep me sane. My heart is soaring, just to be near her!

He growled, "Aims, you're gonna regret saying that. You make me love you so much that I'm afraid I'm going to have to fuck you half to death." He started to thrust into her again.

She giggled, responding in a low, funny voice, "Oh no! Miss Pussy is scared!" She giggled some more. "Don't hurt Miss Pussy!"

He laughed. He loved her playful Miss Pussy voice. "Let's explore this making love thing. Let's go slowly and become one."

He rolled back over on top of her. He kissed her lips softly, moving from the top to the bottom lip, licking each one.

She moaned into the kiss. She was surprised; she knew he was a good kisser, but this kiss was something extra special.

He pulled away and sensually brushed noses and lips. He could sense she was really getting into this and their energies were feeding off each other more and more.

He started thrusting into her, still going slowly but with more power, as if he was doing push ups in slow motion over her.

She kicked her legs up into the air, allowing him to drive into her deeper. "Oh, GAAWWWD! Brother!" She thought of Susan and her note, and smiled as she pictured how happy her second mother would be to see her now, getting plowed so thoroughly. He was going so deep that he was banging on the back end of her pussy with each thrust, even though he was sliding alongside past her cervix. But she didn't mind; it was still so slow that the bumping wasn't painful, and extreme pleasure drove out all other sensations anyway.

But after a couple of minutes, he realized that he was getting into it too much. He knew he was going to end up rutting wildly soon if he didn't take things down a notch. He kissed her hard with passion again, and then slid his erection out of her so he could concentrate on kissing and fondling for a while.

She loved the feel of his tongue and lips on her ear, as it was a powerfully erogenous zone for her. She gasped softly as he slid his soft kisses farther down her neck, sucking and nibbling the entire way.

He brought his kisses to her collar bone while he moved his fingers over her tight tummy, gently making the surface of her skin tingle. He came back to her lips, still caressing the sides of her breasts and body.

He smiled. "Just relax, Aims. Just concentrate on the pleasure." He leaned down and kissed her again. He loved her so much that he wanted to focus only on her body's needs and ignore his own.

"M'kay," she whispered breathlessly. Her breathing increased, and she could tell this was going to be different from any of her other experiences with him. She felt like her body was a violin and he was a master musician.

Again, he began kissing her neck and chest. He moved his tongue in circles around her hard nipples, never quite touching them.

She was breathing heavily, her body squirming under his talented tongue. She was ready to cum hard, even more so now than when he'd been slowly plowing her, but she sensed that she should hold back for even greater pleasures. His hands constantly caressed her thighs and sides with a touch so light, but so deliberate, that she only wanted more.

Her thoughts shattered as he finally pulled one of her rock hard nipples into his mouth, licking it with a firm passionate pressure.

She moaned loudly. "That feels ... soooo ... GOOD! What are you doing to me?!"

He chuckled at that and sat up above her a little bit. He looked down at the squirming teenage bombshell below him. Damn, she's so sexy and HOT! And those big wobbly tits taste as good as they look. The smell of aroused pussy filled the room, so he figured he was doing pretty well. He scooted up a bit and answered her with an intense kiss.

He slid down her body, kissing, caressing, and licking his way down to her belly button. Each touch was now sending small shivers through her nervous system. She nearly came just thinking about where his mouth was heading.

He could feel her mini-spasms and goose bumps. He grinned again, realizing his plan was working well. Fucking was always great, but "playing" her body was great too. He found it interesting to notice that he was enjoying this as much as fucking, and his penis was hard and throbbing with great pleasure even though it was being ignored for the moment.

Sliding his tongue over her belly button, he licked her soft skin straight down to her smooth and shaved pussy.

As his tongue got within millimeters of her clit, she tensed and pushed her hips up to increase his pressure, only to find his tongue not there. She was so overwhelmed with pleasure she was struggling not to pass out.

She gasped yet again in a hushed yet desperate voice. "Please! Miss Pussy wants it so bad!"

"Trust me, Aims," was all he said as he kissed her thighs, running his kisses down her legs to her calves, then back to her inner thighs. He seemed to be kissing her everywhere but where she needed it most.

She was loving every second of this new experience. She couldn't think straight at all, especially since he finally started lightly blowing his hot breath on her clit and pussy lips.