The ga was slowly unraveling, because without Alan there were six females and they started pairing off. Suzanne was with Brenda, Katherine was with Xania, and Amy was with Susan.
Alan was amused at how neglected he was, compared to the usual situation. This was especially true since his penis finally ca to life, and yet he couldn't get anyone to notice it. There was so much moaning and even screaming going on that no one could hear him, even when he raised his voice.
Finally, he was forced to get up and find Susan's cowbell on the floor. He picked it up and rang it.
That caught their attention. All eyes looked at him, and the won saw him standing in the middle of the living room with his erection jutting up proud and high. That really got their attention, and the room fell quiet.
"Thank you," he said to the suddenly hushed room. "As you can see, Alan Junior is erect again. We could pick another penis tender and go on with the ga. But rather than do that, it's getting late and so of us have school tomorrow. I think we should start winding down."
That t with anguished and disappointed groans and complaints.
He responded, "Now, now, I said start winding down, not end. I've been stroked and fondled and even blown all evening long. I thank you all for the attention. But I think it's ti I finally fuck sobody."
That quieted all the complaining. The others all gathered around him, sprawled out on the sofas. Everyone was tired and sore from all the sex, but there was still so energy left for more.
He paced back and forth for dramatic effect, surprisingly pleased to be the center of attention again. "Now, Mom, Sis, Aunt Suzy, and Amy, sorry. I love you all, but I've fucked you before and I'll fuck you many tis again, or the ti isn't quite ripe yet. Whereas we have two visitors who are completely unfucked. I think I must choose between them."
Alan had fucked Xania already, but only Suzanne and Katherine knew that, so he had to keep up that pretense. With a hand on his chin, he said, "The question is whom should I choose."
Xania spoke up. "Now just a minute. This goes too far. I know I said that already, but this ti I really an it. You can't just talk about fucking without letting have a say in the matter. That's rude, crude, and, and, and... despicable! I know that I said I wished Alan could 'whip into line with his big cock,' but that was just in the heat of the mont! Things have been so erotic and arousing that I'm very confused and making all kinds of mistakes that I'll regret later. Playing around is one thing, but fucking is serious!"
Susan again got a fierce look in her eye. "Now, Xania, normally I'm a very accommodating person, but I have to put my foot down. I don't know if Tiger wants to fuck you or Brenda, but if he chooses you, you're right that you have no say. He likes his tits big, and despite all your fancy psychology degrees, you're still a big-titted centerfold-quality babe at heart, and God put won like you and on this Earth to be fucked by the likes of my son! Period! The problem is that you feel the desire to be tad by his cock, but you still haven't been tad sufficiently. Tiger, please take care of that, will you? Turn her into one of us."
Xania looked around frantically. "Turn into one of you? What is this, the invasion of the pod people or sothing? I refuse to play your twisted gas any longer. You all have gone too far!"
She wasn't sure if anyone would still buy her prudish front after all the things she'd done, but she thought she'd give it one more try. She further hoped that playing hard to get would make her more desirable, causing Alan to choose her over Brenda.
Xania looked over to Brenda. "I'm sure you agree with . Right? Alan can't just fuck whover he chooses. We have rights!"
Brenda answered firmly, "No. Actually, I don't. Maybe you have rights, but I only want to serve. Serve this whole family, but especially serve Alan! Susan is so right with her tit rules. I often wondered why I was saddled with such annoyingly big tits, but now I know. I know my place, and it's on the floor or bed with my legs spread for Alan!"
Xania sighed. She muttered, "God, the pod people did get to you."
Ignoring that, Brenda imdiately assud that position on the floor. She spread her legs invitingly, just like she'd done earlier when Alan ran his cockhead up and down her slit. "Mas... Mister Alan, please fuck ? Please?" Again, she had a hard ti not calling him "Master," and barely managed to cover her mistake. She wasn't aware that she'd scread out "Master" quite a few tis earlier in the evening when she was beside herself with desire.
Alan was impressed, if not overwheld. Most of all, such talk made him horny beyond belief. But he rembered Xania, and turned to her.
He had a strong hunch that Xania was acting and in fact she very much desired to be fucked, so he too decided to ham it up. He figured that if he was wrong, she would leave little doubt about her true feelings. "Xania, this is my house, and I refuse to permit this kind of behavior. If you actually had a steady boyfriend that would be one thing, but you don't. I'm sorry. Brenda and Sis, hold Xania down."
Alan had chosen Brenda to help even though he barely knew her. He had a hunch that she'd do just about anything for him, and he was right. In fact, Brenda loved the idea of helping; she managed to drag herself off the floor to do so.
Xania let out a string of expletives and curses while her arms were pinned back by the two females. She wiggled in ways that would look alluring, but in fact she didn't try to physically resist at all.
Alan could see she was only making a sexy show, and not really trying to get away. So he went to the kitchen and brought out a coil of rope.
Susan's eyes lit up. "Rope! Yes! It's about ti!" She pumped her fist. "Alan, Tiger, are you going to tie her up? When you're done, can you do ?"
"Yes, I'm going to tie her up, but you and I will wait for a special ti. You should have told you were into this kind of thing."
Susan said with exasperation, "You didn't figure that out? Co on! I love anything you do to !"
Katherine also seed very excited by the rope, but Amy had no special reaction and Suzanne just rolled her eyes.
Surprisingly, Amy spoke. "Alan, you're not going to do anything Xania doesn't want, are you? Because the Alan I know and love wouldn't do sothing against soone's will."
Alan was touched by Amy's goodness and concern. He thought, Once again, thank God for Amy. I live a very crazy life and I think that ultimately Amy is the one who's going to keep sane. Actually, Amy's empathy and Suzanne's willpower. Thank God for the Pestridges.
He responded, "Of course, Amy, I wouldn't do anything anyone wouldn't want to do. Xania very much wants this. Listen to her body, not her mouth." As he said this, he started to tie Xania's arms together behind her back.
Amy asked, "Xania? Are you cool with this? Alan's not a anie, you know."
Xania too was pleased and amused by Amy's innocence and kindness. "Don't worry, Amy. Co here and I'll tell you a secret. Then, if you want to stop everything, just say the word and I'm sure Alan will stop."
So Amy listened to Xania's whispering. She left satisfied.
The truth was, Xania even now wanted to maintain the pretense of her prudishness and reluctance, but Amy was ruining it by forcing her to admit that she desperately wanted to get fucked. The whispering allowed Xania to keep the appearance of reluctance going with the others, even though, by this point, everyone sensed more or less what Xania really wanted.
Alan was left with the task of tying Xania up. He had an awkward ti with it, as he'd never tied up a person before. He stood there with the rope in hand, uncertain as to how to start.
Katherine said, "Big Güiro Brother, would you like so help?"
He asked, "What the hell is a 'gweero'?"
"A musical instrunt made out of a gourd. Very long, thick, and phallic-shaped. Anyway, let guide you through using the rope."
"And how would you know about tying people up?"
"I've been researching the subject so I'd be ready when you wanted to do it to . I know all kinds of ways. A good fuck toy has the sa motto as the Boy Scouts: 'Be Prepared.' I hope this is the start of a new phase of increasing your control. You should have your various nymphos naked and tied, bound and scattered all over the house, ready for fucking!"
Alan rolled his eyes. "Sis, you're too much. As if! You scare sotis, and I seriously an that. But I could use the help."
With Katherine's direction, Alan tied Xania's hands behind her back, then also tied her arms to her sides by passing rope above and below her breasts. The extra rope for the arms didn't have much practical purpose, but it made Xania look more helpless and sexy. The fact that Xania added a proud defiance to her usual stern glare only aroused Alan (and everyone else) that much more.
Then Katherine stepped away, leaving Xania lying prone on one end of the sofa while Brenda sat on the other end.
Alan walked back and forth between his remaining choices of Xania and Brenda, assuming a dramatic posture as if he were a military officer performing an inspection.
He thought, Realistically, I've got only one orgasm left in tonight, if even that. I'm running on fus. I can't ruin my reputation by trying and failing to get it up, particularly with everyone watching.
So. Brenda OR Xania. I have to pick.
He turned to Brenda. On the one hand, I've fucked Xania already, but not Brenda. I'd love to give Brenda a good fucking. I'd start with a titfuck just to warm up, and then work my way down. She's already so covered with cum, it would be perfectly lovely to end up adding my load to her ssy face and chest. She's such a great screar and leaker, I'm sure she'd be a total blast to fuck. She's like a living Jessica Rabbit, with a body clearly designed by God for a lot of fucking. Wow!
Then he looked over at Xania, who was still tied up on the sofa. But on the other hand, Xania has been so great this evening. I've been getting a huge kick out of her protests. And now that she's all tied up, how can I not fuck her? I've never tied soone up before and I'm finding it really turns on. I'd love to see her squirm and protest helplessly while I ram her pussy repeatedly until I fill it with my hot seed. Man, that would be great. Not only that, but she was a really good fuck. Very experienced. Tonight I think she'd be an even greater fuck because she's so randy and uninhibited.
In so ways, Xania is even more built to fuck than Brenda. While Brenda is all soft and squeezable, Xania is toned and muscular. I like them both, but Xania's tall too; I can French kiss her and fuck her at the sa ti. She's got a great squeezy cunt with vaginal talents right up there with Aunt Suzy. That's hard to turn down.
But then again, Brenda and her tits. So tough to pass up. But Brenda lives near here, while Xania just passes through town once in a blue moon. On the other hand, Brenda hasn't been fucked yet. Also, it's not like Xania won't be back often, not after a night like this. Yet I can't just leave Xania all tied up and ready to fuck. Look at how clean and dry Xania is, relatively speaking... Then there's Brenda. Lake Brenda. Her energy does seem to be reviving, which is good...
He walked back and forth, genuinely unable to make up his mind. He kept thinking of more good reasons to pick one, and then the other.
Everyone waited to see what he'd do. Brenda and Xania sat still and waited with bated breath. The fact that his rigid erection bounced around with every step he took drove them and everyone else wild with lust.
A problem ca to his mind. "Hey, what about STDs? Have either of you fucked anyone else lately?"
Brenda proudly said, "Definitely not! As I hope you know, I'm in the middle of a divorce. My husband hasn't fucked for three years. Hell, I don't think he's even touched in the past year." She added with growing excitent, "In fact, there's no reason for you to use a condom. I'm on birth control, and I'm totally clean. I hope you take bareback!"
Alan nodded with approval. He remained poker-faced, but on the inside he felt a thrill race down his spine as he considered fucking Brenda bareback.
He turned to Xania and asked her, "What about you and your boyfriend?"
Since she didn't actually have a real boyfriend at the mont, she lied in a way to arouse, "Like I said, we've only gone out on a few dates. Well, more than a few, but still, I haven't let him fuck yet. I'm not so kind of easy lay."
Susan loved that. She couldn't help but note, "And yet, look at you now!"
Actually, Xania was ready to be fucked bareback too. Alan had had to use a condom when he'd fucked her on Friday (although they forgot to use one their second ti). Suzanne had made clear that she'd have to keep using condoms if she fucked him again unless she proved she was completely clean. So she'd been tested, and she'd just gotten the results and now had an all-clear from Suzanne. Furthermore, she was using pill-based birth control, which let her both avoid pregnancy and control the timing of her periods.
Unfortunately, she felt she couldn't reveal any of that right at the mont or it would blow what little was left of her cover.
Alan continued to ponder his options. Then a thought occurred to him that helped him make up his mind. Brenda has to go ho soon because it's nearly midnight, and her son Adrian would worry about her. He's said to be a real mama's boy. Xania, on the other hand, told she's staying the night. In fact, now that I think about it, I even brought in her luggage. That ans I can have my cake and eat it too!
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