Part 79: All Night Long

Day 66: Wednesday, November 20

Chapter 1

Suddenly, Alan stopped and smiled. Everyone knew he'd made his decision, but he was silent and let the tension build. He stepped forward with his slobber-soaked erection leading the way, ready to fuck. He felt his energy and enthusiasm revive even more as he contemplated his choice.

The others all leaned forward from where they sat, waiting to find out who he'd do. Well, everyone but Xania, since she couldn't move.

He announced, "It just occurred to me that since Xania is staying and Brenda is going home shortly, I should fuck Brenda now and Xania tomorrow morning before school. Would that work for both of you?"

Brenda nodded enthusiastically. "Yes, M- Alan!" She again had trouble not calling Alan "Master," because that's how she saw him now.

Xania started to protest when she wasn't chosen, but then realized that in her role as the sexually reluctant psychologist, she couldn't protest. After all, her reluctance was supposedly why he had her tied up right now. Not sure what to say, she just remained silent.

Alan waited for a response, and when he failed to get one, he said, "Xania, I feel bad. Especially seeing how we have your hands all tied up and all." Reaching out with one hand, he gently brushed his fingertips over one of her nipples.

Xania just closed her eyes and shivered with tortured delight at his touch.

"You're my first experiment with rope but hopefully not the last, because I have to admit it looks quite sexy. I think we'll keep you like that for a while." He pinched one of her nipples.

Xania was still surly and silent, but she reacted to the nipple torment by writhing her whole body around like a beached fish. She was trying to look pissed off, but she couldn't hide her body's arousal. God dammit! This sucks. Royally. Why didn't he pick me?! Sure, he'll fuck me later, but I want it now!

Katherine raised her hand. "Need another volunteer?"

Alan smiled at that, but he had his hands full for the moment. Pulling his hand away from groping Xania's 38G breasts, he spoke to the group at large. "I'd like to be alone with Brenda for a while. I've had plenty of group fun tonight and I think a bit of one-on-one would be a nice change of pace. But if any of you still have some energy left, I suggest you play with Xania here. All tied up like that, she's helpless to resist, so do whatever you like to her. And you heard her troublesome attitude earlier tonight. I think she could use some more breaking in." He smiled at her in a friendly way, and winked.

Amy saluted and said, "Yes, sir!" She seemed to see the breaking in as some kind of new game, now that she knew Xania secretly approved.

Alan looked great, but he felt wicked. Even though he knew Xania was just pretending to be reluctant, he still got off on the idea of "breaking in" a reluctant woman, turning her into a submissive sex toy. He found himself powerfully attracted to the sight of a woman bound by rope.

But a part of his brain said, Watch it, Alan. That's your dark side rearing its ugly head again. Your evil side. You have to fight that. Where's the "Good Alan?" What happened to him? You're getting worse with every passing day.

He spoke to himself as if there was a conversation occurring in his brain. He's still there. After all, Xania is just playing around. It can't be denied that she's having fun. And anyways, isn't breaking in someone a good thing sometimes? For instance, I'd be doing Heather a big favor if I could overcome her bitchiness and teach her some humility. I think it wouldn't hurt her to learn to worship my cock.

No! I didn't mean that! I'm just going wild with all of my incredible sexual success tonight. I'm letting it go to my head too much!

He cut off his internal dialogue, trying instead to focus on Brenda. "Come here, Brenda." He gave her his hand and graciously helped her up off the sofa.

Brenda needed the help because she was so far gone from a night of nonstop sexual activity that she could barely stand.

Alan looked at her, examining just how thoroughly she was covered in cum. He'd never seen anything like it. Most of it was her own pussy juice, smeared all around by many hands. It had been fun to keep her like that for most of the evening, but he realized it was starting to get gross. "Brenda, I want you to go take a shower. I like looking at you like that, but don't relish the idea of fucking a sticky, cum-soaked zombie. Make it cold and rouse yourself. Then wait for me in my bedroom. Okay?"

Brenda nodded obediently and then slowly made her way upstairs to a shower. She felt a new burst of energy as she realized the implications of what Alan had said. This is it! It's about to happen! Master Alan is about to fuck me, and take me, and make me his! He's going to OWN me after he squirts his hot cum up my cunt! Good God!

With the situation resolved, Alan wandered off into the kitchen and helped himself to a snack. Not only was he hungry, but he had to stall for time until Brenda was ready. He needed time to clear his head (and he actually welcomed a chance for his penis to be flaccid for a while). He grabbed an apple and a glass of pineapple juice, then made his way back to the living room to see what the others were doing.

He was greeted to a wild sight. A hide-a-bed sofa had been unfolded. Xania was in the middle of the bed, with Katherine and Amy working away on her. Katherine was generally focusing on Xania's upper half and Amy on her lower half, but their hands were busy and seemingly everywhere at once.

Susan was just sitting nearby, watching. She looked quite tired.

Suzanne was getting her things so she could go upstairs to the other shower and clean up before heading home. She said to Alan as she walked past him, "Ah, the energy of youth. I think your mother and I are all fucked out."

Susan clarified, "I'm pretty beat, it's true, but I'm going to stay here a while and keep an eye on Xania, just to make sure our two daughters 'break her in' properly."

Alan was curious by her use of "break in," as that suddenly popular term hadn't been used around the house before. "Just what does 'breaking in' mean to you, Mom?"

"It means that she becomes like us: completely and utterly addicted to sex, and in particular, ready to serve you in every way. Look at her. What a body! What a face. Someone like that needs to be seriously fucked all the time. So we have to instill the right attitude by giving her enough mind-blowing orgasms that she'll need and crave more. That body needs to dedicate itself to serving your sexual needs first and foremost. If your sister and girlfriend can't do a proper job by themselves, I'm ready to leap in to help. But I hope I won't have to, as I'm simply pooped. All this sex is so exhausting."

Alan chuckled, "You're telling me!" He felt exhausted just watching Katherine, Amy, and Xania bouncing all over each other. He thought, I'm gonna need that kind of energy to do what needs to be done to Xania and Brenda. I'm not happy seeing a beautiful naked woman unless she's so deeply and profoundly fucked that she's too tired to move. I kind of feel like it's my responsibility to keep them that way. And that type of intense sex is so tiring.

He asked his mother, "Is 'breaking in' the same as 'taming?'"

Susan stared off into space, pondering the two terms as if comparing the subtle differences between fine wines. "They're similar, but different. 'Breaking in' is more of the initial stage, like what's happening tonight. To be 'tamed' is much more; it goes much deeper. There may not be an end to how deeply and completely you can tame me. I don't know yet."

He shook his head in amazement. "Okay. Whatever."

Alan saw Suzanne walk the rest of the way upstairs. (She had paused, wanting to hear what Susan's idea of 'breaking in' was like.) Then he found a spot in a remote corner of the living room where he could watch the proceedings from a distance without being disturbed while consuming his snack.

It was a good time for introspection, while he waited for Brenda to get herself ready. I suppose this evening will be pretty typical of my life from here on in, barring some kind of major disaster. Sex parties and orgies. Can I handle it? Is this what I want? Is constantly filling women's holes with my dick and flooding them with cum basically what I want to DO with my life?

Well ... Yes, and yes, and yes again! It seems that all I do lately is fuck and kiss and fondle, and have my cock sucked a hell of a lot, but by God, it feels so good! I never understood what pleasure was before. And I never really knew love, either. I've bonded so tightly in mid-fuck that sometimes it seems like two people are really one. Besides, it's not like I can't fuck a ton and have higher aspirations and do other things. Didn't Wilt Chamberlain brag that he fucked, like, 20,000 different women? And he had a Hall of Fame sports career too. I can't imagine getting bored, either. If we do this again next week with the same bunch of people, it'll be the same in some ways, but completely different in others. I'd love to keep the Wednesday night card game tradition going forever.

But Brenda ... She's both really amazing, and yet somehow disturbing. She still strikes me as somewhat unreal, like a cartoon character with an inhumanly proportioned body come to life. She was talking about her mother earlier, but I'm not sure if I fully understand what makes her tick. I just don't get what's come over her. I remember when she first came here and she was so moody and easily pissed off. I can't imagine that now. It's like her personality has actually changed somehow.

He finished his snack. Well, no time like the present. Man, I can't wait!

He stood up and announced to the others in the room, "I'm off to fuck Brenda. Wish me luck. You all take care of Xania, okay?"

From where Susan sat on a sofa watching the action with Xania, she said expectantly, "Goodnight kiss!"

Alan went over to kiss her. His penis was still flaccid, but that didn't last long after getting in close proximity to Susan. But he was mindful of Brenda waiting, and kept the necking short.

Susan had started stroking his dick when the kiss began, and she was stroking his fully erect boner by the time it ended. She whispered, "Dick Brenda really good, please, will you? Sperm her!"

He chuckled. "Of course."

She looked down lovingly at his erection, and her fingers sliding up and down it. "I know you will. You're such a GOOD son!" She made eye contact again, and said seriously, "Keep in mind what this means. Brenda, as you know, is very submissive. She's already very hooked on you, and she's becoming my new best friend. Once you fuck her, there's no going back."

He asked, "What does that mean, 'no going back?'"

She stared off into space as she pondered that. "I honestly don't know." She looked back at him, and down at her sliding fingers mostly rubbing his sweet spot. "She's obviously a horny, sexy, big-titted babe. I'm sure you'll be fucking her cunt and her face a lot from now on. She already proudly considers herself one of your personal cocksuckers. Beyond that, who can say? Her son Adrian complicates things, but she could wind up having a big role in our lives. A lot of it will depend on you and how much you enjoy her body. Just keep in mind that she's eager to be one of your fuck toys, and maybe more."

"Okay, Mom."

She drew him closer, and put his hands on her G-cups. Then she went back to jacking him off with both hands. "One more thing. Remember ... you'll be fucking me soon too! Maybe, when you're in the middle of fucking her, think of that!"

He groaned lustily. "Oh, man! Okay, I will."

She gave him another French kiss, then she bent down and gave his cockhead a kiss and a brief swirly lick. Then she finally let him - and his stiff cock - go.

He naturally was obliged to give goodnight kisses to Katherine and Amy as well. Katherine had a strap-on and continued to pummel Xania even while he and his sister necked.

As that kiss ended, he thought, You know what's great? I can do whatever I want with these perfect women. Anything. Anything! So many holes, and so little time. I wish I had, like, nine dicks and an endless supply of cum, so I could pump a whole bunch of holes all at once and keep them all overflowing with my cum. But lacking that, I can still have a lot of fun!

He'd kissed Amy last, but he noticed that Katherine had gotten up to go to the bathroom. Furthermore, he figured that Brenda needed more time to shower and make herself ready. He figured he had a few minutes to kill, and he was very aroused at the prospect of fucking Brenda. So he said to Amy when their kiss ended, "That kiss was good, but let's make it better. Stand up over here."

"M'kay!" Amy had been sliding an anal dildo in and out of Xania's butt to great success, but she left it in and stood up where he indicated.

He positioned himself so his erection was hanging down towards Xania's face while his own face was high up and level with Amy's. He fed his cock into Xania's mouth.

She took it enthusiastically, letting him slide his cockhead all along the welcoming bed of her remarkably long tongue and on down into her throat. She actually was deep throating him, right from the get-go! She even surprised herself that she felt so relaxed that she could pretty much ignore her gag reflex, almost as if she didn't have one.

He loved that he didn't even need to tell Xania what to do. She was already pretty far gone into her own orgasmic dreamland, especially after what Katherine and Amy had been doing to her.

She didn't sustain the deep throating for long, because now that she thought about it, she worried about doing that when she didn't have the use of her hands. She pulled back until just his cockhead was in her mouth. It looked and felt like she was readying herself for some prolonged, intense cocksucking.

At first, it seemed like her mouth suckled at him in an automatic response. But as time passed, she got more into it. She truly impressed him with her blowjob technique. She'd demonstrated her oral talent to him before, more than once, but now she was so far gone into lust that she'd lost all her inhibitions and so was truly outdoing herself. Just like Suzanne's freakishly long tongue, her tongue could practically wrap itself all the way around his erection and jack it off as if it were a couple of fingers. But at the same time, her lips knew just how to apply great suction. It was like being blown and jacked off at the same time.

Xania thought as she bobbed, This is nuts! I've been in orgies and S&M scenes before, but nothing like this. I've never felt so, well ... dominated! I can't use my hands, and he's kissing Amy at the same time, plus he's obviously just biding his time fucking my mouth until Brenda's ready. It's hard not to be impressed at a stud like that. It feels like Alan IS "whipping me into line with his big cock," and I actually like it! I'm not into that kind of thing, but Alan and the girls somehow make it a total blast. It's almost like joining a super-exclusive yet super-fun club.

Meanwhile, Alan kept on kissing Amy and playing with her lovely body. This might have been too much stimulation at once for most guys, but he was getting used to it. He actually chuckled into Amy's mouth. This is beyond the beyond! Oh God, man! Xania's so fucking great! I swear, this is one of the best friggin' blowjobs I've ever enjoyed. The only oral technique that beats this is Glory's all-too-rare deep throat sessions. This is a close second! She's doing so much with her freakish, awesome tongue. Geez, just imagine if Mom had a tongue as long as hers. Scary!

More time passed, with Xania showing no signs of slowing down. Playing with Amy's curvy body and kissing her was also endless fun. He thought, The wildest thing of all is that I haven't cum yet. No man should be able to endure this much pleasure for this long. But it's like everything that's happened to me for weeks now has been non-stop practice for me to win the sexual endurance Olympics. Just how much more can I handle and still not cum?! What's my limit?!

He noticed out of the corner of his eye that Katherine had returned from the bathroom a couple of minutes earlier. that led him to pause in his kissing of Amy and ask, "Xania, is there room for one more tongue down there?"

Xania pulled off and nodded. She started to reach for her face to wipe the cum and slobber from her chin, only to realize that her hands were still tied. That realization thrilled her all over again. She looked at Katherine, who was already kneeling in position, and said, "More the merrier. But could you scratch my pussy a little bit? It seems to be a bit, uh, itchy down there, and obviously I can't reach it with my hands."

Katherine smirked. "Itchy. Right." She giggled. But she gladly played with Xania's pussy and clit while she joined in pleasuring Alan's cock.

Since Xania was tied up, she had no ability to adjust the position of Alan's erection. So Katherine held and stroked it near its base, while the two of them licked it together. They used what was becoming their standard procedure, of imagining an invisible line running down the middle of his stiff rod and then attempting to keep their tongue and lip work to their side of the line.

Every now and then, one of them would get inspired and want to engulf all of Alan's cockhead and bob on it for a while. This only happened occasionally though, since Xania couldn't really do much when Katherine bobbed, due to her bound hands.

At one point, while Xania flirted with triggering her gag reflex and made lewd gagging noises, she thought, This guy is a FREAK! I'm giving him my absolute best. I wanted to make him cum before he got a chance to be with Brenda upstairs, just to tweak him a little bit. But not only does he not cum, he has his sister join in too! It's gonna be hard to go back to normal back in L.A. after this. FUCK!

After five minutes or so of mutually delightful cock-sharing between Katherine and Xania, Amy broke the latest kiss, saying, "Hey! I've got an idea, my yummy Official Boyfriend: round robin! We ladies can keep switching positions: two licking and one kissing."

But Alan disengaged, saying, "Nice idea, Aims, but some other time. I just realized that I'm getting far too close to cumming. I've gotta save myself for Brenda!" In truth, he'd been so carried away that he'd almost forgotten that Brenda was waiting upstairs. But also, he was getting close to cumming and he didn't want to be too tapped out to enjoy Brenda to the fullest.

The three women seemed fine with that, since they had each other to play with. Amy and Katherine returned to their double dildo attack on Xania as if they'd never been interrupted.

Xania too gave no sign that she'd just been thoroughly fucked in the mouth, but she continued to whimper, pant, squirm, and writhe with her arms tied down, just as she'd been doing before.

As Alan started to leave the room, he was startled to realize that Susan was still there, and still watching everything from a nearby sofa. "Hey, Mom. What's up? You just missed out on a lot of cocksucking. We could have easily found room for one more."

Susan sighed. "I know. And believe me I would have if it was at all possible, but I'm just too tired. Can you believe it?"

Worried, he asked, "Should I help you upstairs or something?"

"No way! I can still hang out here like this just fine."

He nodded.

Susan commented about how he'd just treated Xania, "Tiger, you asked about 'breaking in?' THAT's what I mean. You just stick Alan Junior somewhat near her face and she leans forward and gives it a good suck. She doesn't think, she just does it. That's what I'm talking about!" She beamed with deep contentment. "She's practically broken in already. Whereas to properly tame her, that's going to be a lot more difficult. But I'm sure you'll do it!"

She opened her arms invitingly. "Come here, Son."

He walked next to her, expecting one last kiss and hug before he headed upstairs. But instead she remained sitting, then grabbed his ass cheeks and pulled him in between her legs. She brought a hand to his boner and leaned forward to kiss it. Then she started licking it. "Our family is blessed. Mmmm! You're going to make SO many women happy with this!" She suddenly engulfed his cockhead, and bobbed on his sweet spot for about a minute.

In fact, she was too exhausted to do much more than just suckle on it. But she was extremely delighted just the same. Mmmm! I can taste Xania on him! And Angel too! Maybe it's just my imagination; I suppose I can't really. But they did just slobber all over it together! That's SO HOT! If only I were my usual self; I'd make Brenda wait and have a four-way cocksucking epic adventure!

Then she pulled off. "Ugh! I wish I wasn't so tired right now. I'd love to suck your cock for hours. But this is Brenda's time. Go! Fuck her good. Make me proud!" She swirled her tongue around his cockhead, and lapped on his sweet spot a little more before finally pulling off.

"I will." He smiled widely as he thought about his loving mother and her second good-bye. "I love you!"

"I love you too!"

Chapter 2

Alan walked upstairs, thinking, FINALLY! As Mel Brooks said in that "History of the World" movie of his, "It's good to be the king." Geez. Xania's right: this house is developing a little culture of its own, like a separate society. We're developing so many rituals and traditions that it's hard to cross the house without kissing three people and fucking two more. Not that I'm really complaining, when they all look so delicious. Speaking of tasty treats, let's see how Brenda's doing.

Alan looked in the bathroom for Brenda, but couldn't find her there. His own room was dark, but when he turned on the overhead light he found Brenda kneeling on his floor. She had been in the room for a while, so she had to briefly close her eyes until they adjusted to the bright light.

Brenda was taking Suzanne's advice that partly clothed was sexier than completely naked, and also Suzanne's additional advice to keep her long nipples bared at all times. The only thing she wore was one of his dress shirts strategically unbuttoned so her mammoth tits aggressively announced their nakedness, completely exposed but with the shirt straining around them on all sides.

Alan was already erect and aroused, of course, but he was impressed and inspired just the same. Wow! That look reminds me of Mom's great cutout T-shirt, except that Brenda almost makes Mom appear flat-chested in comparison. Well, not exactly, but almost. He chuckled to himself.

Brenda slowly adjusted to the bright light. A big smile crossed her face as she realized Alan was standing there. She'd been dazed and groggy, not to mention more than a little bit icky, but the shower did her a world of good. She now looked fresh as a daisy, sparkling clean, and very expectant. The idea of getting fucked had really inspired and energized her.

He said, "Hey, Brenda. You look great!"

"Thanks." She felt a jolt of pleasure run down her spine, because any compliment by her master was a big thrill. She looked up and down his naked body, and felt an even bigger jolt as she saw that his penis was not only jutting out stiffly, but it was drenched in cum and the saliva of other women. She replied, "You don't look half-bad yourself!"

She brought her hands to her face in what seemed like a bashful move. But in fact she knew that raising her arms was a sexy gesture that would draw even more attention to her fantastic breasts. She ran her hands all over her face. Aaaaah. My face is silky smooth and clean now, but how long before it's splattered and soaked with his cum? I can't wait! But getting fucked will be even better than THAT!

He asked, "So, are you ready to do this?"

She responded by simply smiling at him, trying to convey all her desire for him. Then she spread her legs extremely wide in invitation. Her pussy was red and engorged from being stimulated so much all evening long. But it was surprisingly free of sex juices, for once, since she'd just come out of the shower a couple of minutes earlier.

His thoughts drifted back to Brenda's comment made earlier in the evening: "I know my place, and it's on the floor or bed with my legs spread for Alan."

She was obviously recalling the same comment. I DO know my place, and it's right here! Wow! This is really going to happen! She tested her feelings. Hrm. Curious. I feel surprisingly calm, considering that this is going to be one of the most pivotal events of my life. This is what I was made for, to serve as a vessel for my master's pleasure. My two marriages were nothing compared to this!

She'd had so many orgasms over the course of the evening that it had more or less wiped out all of her worries and nervousness. She had unfailing faith in Alan, and she truly felt that when she was in his hands, nothing could go wrong. She continued to smile at him, trying to convey just how strongly she desired him.

Alan smiled back at her, and thought, I've never had anyone speak to me so clearly without actually speaking. Cool. She's really into me. But what makes her this way? I know she had some kind of weird lust thing going on with her own mother, and she's drawn to the whole incest idea, big time. Now she wants her son. Meanwhile, I want my mother, and can barely wait another two days to finally fuck her. That gives me an idea that'll make this an extra fun fuck for both of us.

He said, "Just a second. I'm going to come in again." He walked out of the room and then turned around and walked right back in it. Shutting the door behind him, he yelled as if to another room, "Hi Mom! I'm home!"

Brenda was puzzled and asked aloud, "'Mom?'"

Alan turned towards the voice, and pretended to just notice Brenda for the first time. He said with great surprise, "Mom! What are you doing there? And why are you kneeling half-naked on my floor? In my own bedroom!"

Brenda was unused to the whole role-play idea, and couldn't figure out what was going on.

So he repeated, "Hey Mom! Brenda Plummer! What's wrong with you?"

The combination of her first name and his last name caused the idea of her as his mother to finally click. A big smile came across her face. Fuck YEAH! She broke into goose bumps all over. If she had any doubts that this would be the greatest sex of her life, they were immediately banished.

She nearly jumped up for joy, but then she remembered her role as an embarrassed intruder. However she was in an improbable position in the role-play, and asked herself why she would be half-naked in her son's room. She came up blank and just asked him, "What am I doing here? Dressed like this?!"

Alan said with a straight face, "You're probably just airing out your boobs."

She giggled. "Oh yeah. They need a lot of airing out." She lifted them up and then let them drop and jiggle, as if that would help "air" them.

She giggled some more, utterly euphoric. She looked down at her lower body. "And my pussy's getting aired out too. That's why my legs are opened wide in a very unladylike fashion." She giggled even more.

He couldn't help but laugh too.

Then she looked up at him and asked, "But why are you naked too?"

"Mom, it's my room. I thought I had some privacy. Geez. I happen to be airing out my dick." He suddenly pretended shock. "Oh no! You're looking at my pecker. How embarrassing!" He put both his hands over his jutting erection and tried to pretend shame, but purposely didn't do that good of a job. He kept it pinned against him up towards his belly button, making sure that his hands didn't cover very much of it.

She picked up on his supposed embarrassment, and tried to imitate it. "Now you're looking at me! Don't look at your mother that way." She made the motions of covering up her tits and pussy, and she did cover her pussy and nipples. But for Brenda, mere arms and hands had no chance to cover up much of her tits, even if she wanted to - there was simply far too much flesh to cover.

Alan walked forward, eager to speed things up so they could soon get to actual fucking. "Oh my God, Mom, you've been masturbating in my room. Again! I keep coming home and finding you in here, and then my room smells funny afterwards. But this is the first time I caught you red-handed in the act. What on Earth are you doing?"

Brenda was still getting up to speed on the role-play, but she gamely came back with, "Um, okay, you caught me. I have to admit I was masturbating. Even a mother has sexual needs!"