Alan was very sexually exhausted and quite hungry. But he decided his lunch time was better spent getting a blowjob from Glory, fucking Janice, and fucking Heather's ass. So he didn't mind the hunger pangs as he frantically drove up to Los Angeles, hoping that if he hurried he wouldn't be too late to his appointment with the "psychiatrist" Xania "Goodleigh."
Walking into Xania's office, he was pleased to look at a clock and see that he'd almost made it on time. Susan and Katherine satin the waiting room - they had apparently just returned from lunch. Alan looked at his mother and sister and noted, with pleasure, how happy and relaxed they appeared. Obviously the psychiatrist session had been going very well.

Susan in particular looked like she would slide off her chair and collapse into a puddle if she got any more relaxed. Alan noticed that she seemed to absent-mindedly rub her own nipples through her dress, which was a common enough sight at home, but an extremely unusual thing for her to be doing in such a semi-public place. But she was coherent enough to say, "Tiger, I'm so glad to see you. I think Xania is ready to see you. She's so perceptive! It's incredible. I'm sure you'll find this VERY useful." She eyed him hungrily as he walked into Xania's office.

Alan was momentarily flabbergasted by Xania's beauty, in the same way Katherine and Susan were when they first met her a few hours earlier. Shit! Her body and even her hair is just like Mom's. She's wearing glasses, too. And she's tall, like Mom. But she has the same sort of sultry and commanding presence that Suzanne has. I thought there could only be two six foot tall, big-titted Amazon sex goddesses on Earth, but it looks like there are three. Oh my God! She's got such high heels on too. That alone gets me so hard. It's like an invitation saying, "Look at my legs. Don't you want to fuck me?" Jesus, that's a very tight, revealing business suit. What legs! What an ass! How will I be able to concentrate at all, looking at her?

Xania couldn't resist "accidentally" modeling her body for Alan. After they formally shook hands, she made sure to bend over her desk and fiddle with some papers so Alan could really get to know what a nice ass she had. But soon she took her chair and they got down to business.

Alan was relieved that the psychiatrist couch was facing the opposite direction from Xania, so he wouldn't have to look at her all the time and thus could think in her presence. Xania began by saying, "Alan, I know a lot already from the sessions earlier today, so let's cut to the chase. I'm very eager to hear what you have to say. Please tell me about your feelings for your mother and sister."

"Doctor, what I say doesn't leave this room, right?"

"Not without your permission. If for instance, I think there's something I'd like you to share with the others later, I'll ask you first."

"Then I'll be completely honest. Okay. ... I love them both dearly. And that includes strong sexual feelings for both of them. I didn't until my medical condition started, but now that it has, I want to have sex with them. All the way, all the time. A lot of sex. Does that make me pretty messed up?"

Xania gave the same explanation she'd given twice before, that incest being right or wrong depended on the situation and feelings of those involved. When she was finally done, Alan said, "Then what's the problem? I'm fine with it, so is Katherine, and Susan is too, she just has some lingering feelings of guilt from her overly conservative upbringing. But she'll get over them. She's loosening up daily."

"You may be right," Xania said. "Hopefully we can set some guidelines of where to go from here by the end of the day, since this is our only likely session. Now, I understand that you need sexual relief six times a day, and that you pretty much have to get relief every time you get aroused. Is that true?"

"Yes, it is. You have no idea how difficult it is for a guy to orgasm six times a day, every day of his life! I'll tell you! It's a lot worse than it sounds. " He stretched the truth a little - he didn't have to get relieved every time he got a hard-on. In fact, half his school day he typically suffered with a painful and unrelieved boner.

"As an aside, I couldn't help but noticing through your shorts that my explanation just now has made you very aroused. Why is that?"

"It's because as you talked, I realized that I'm likely to still be able to have my sexual way with Katherine and Susan in the future. And that makes me very relieved, and excited. Plus, as a side effect of my medical treatment, I get aroused and stay aroused very easily these days."

"May I ask, is that the only reason you're aroused?" She knew that her body turned him on, and was fishing for a way to get him to admit that.

"Well, no. I was already aroused just from looking at you when I walked in, actually. I have to be honest and say that you're an extremely arousing woman."

"Why thank you. I understand you could be in pain. I don't have an objection if you take your member out and relieve yourself right here. Let me know if you need a towel or tissues or something."

Alan asked incredulously, "What? Right here? In the middle of our session?"

"I'm just trying to be understanding of your medical needs. Isn't that how it's supposed to work, with your situation?" She eyed his crotch from across the room, trying to be subtle about it.

"Yeah, but I'm not supposed to pleasure myself. Doctor's orders. That's why we're in this fix with Katherine and Susan helping in the first place." Alan was definitely pushing the truth about not being able to pleasure himself, because he wanted to see what Xania would do. He hoped against hope that she would end up with her hands around his penis.

"Oh dear," Xania replied. "So you have to get relief, and you can't do it yourself. I suppose we could bring Susan or Katherine in from the waiting room to help out, but this is a very delicate time as we're discussing issues relating to them. ... And I couldn't talk in confidence to you with someone else in the room. ..."

There was a dramatic pause while Alan waited to see if his remarkable luck would hold and Xania would pleasure him. Meanwhile, Alan unzipped his shorts and took out his hard penis, hoping the sight of it could help sway her.

Xania stared at it intently. Finally, she coughed and said, "I'm a woman of the world, and I suppose I could give you relief. However, you realize that a psychiatrist is not supposed to get physically involved with a patient in any way? That leads to all kinds of problems and could even cause me to lose my license. But the rules never considered this situation, with your urgent medical need for relief, and all. Hmm."

Finally she got up out of the chair behind her desk and walked towards him on the couch. "Since yours is a one-time-only appointment and we won't be seeing each other ever again, I guess it's okay. But keep this under your hat, okay? I could get in a lot of trouble!"

"Okay!" Alan said with delight. He not only enjoyed what she was going to do, but he doubly enjoyed the forbidden aspect. "What about Katherine and Susan in the next room?" He watched her kneel in front of him, and made room for her between his legs.

"The walls are very well soundproofed to ensure confidentiality." That was true. Suzanne had picked such an office anticipating this very type of circumstance. "Now what do you want me to do?"

Alan was like a kid in a candy store. "Let's see. You could use your hand, or your mouth, or let me titfuck your big breasts, or whatever. I'm flexible." He emphasized the whatever, but wasn't too hopeful.

"I suppose using my hand would be least disruptive to continuing our conversation." She wrapped her hand around his penis and said, "Now, please continue with your thoughts."

Xania appeared to be extremely reluctant to jack Alan off and did a very average job, as if she didn't know what she was doing at all. In actual fact, Suzanne had helped plan this part with Xania. Suzanne had promised the hyper-sexual Xania that there would be good sex in doing the fake psychiatrist session, and now she was starting to get her promised reward. Part of Suzanne's scheme was for Xania to pretend to be bad at handjobs so she'd have an excuse to do other things.

Alan spaced out trying to remember where he'd left off, but eventually continued, "Like I was saying, I'm happy to have sex with Mom and Sis. I don't see any problem with it. I hope it keeps going on for ever and ever."

"Won't it interfere with your normal relationships with women?"

"Hell no! It'll add to them. In fact I've just got a new girlfriend named Amy. The very night we started going out, I had her watch my mom suck my dick. She was learning from Mom, because my mom is such an excellent cocksucker. Amy was totally fine with it, and later that evening they both sucked me off at the same time. In fact, I know she wants a piece of my mom herself. Ditto with her and my sister. They're already going at it intently, licking each other's love boxes every day. Together with Suzanne, whom you know, we make a happy ménage a five, or whatever you call it. Ménage a trois plus two."

"That's truly extraordinary," Xania said as her hand pumped up and down on his penis. She was getting so excited that it was hard to do a bad job.

"You don't know the half of it. I'm having sexual relations with a gorgeous female teacher, and the entire cheerleader squad to boot - including my sister. Everybody is happy to help. In fact, a good percent of the time I have a conversation with a beautiful woman, they're jacking or sucking me off, just like you are now. My medical problem has been SUCH a blessing in disguise! And so far there's been no big problems I can't handle, like jealousy, or broken hearts, or anything like that. Generally speaking, it's just sex for sex's sake, without implied emotional commitments. And why not? Is there anything wrong with that?" He deliberately downplayed some of his recent problems, but he wasn't completely off the mark. He had a remarkable life.

"I don't know of anything wrong with that," Xania replied. "Frankly I've never heard of such a case as yours. Let me think about it for a minute." Xania thought, Suzanne told me this guy was a stud, but I had no idea. I thought it was just his family and hers. But this guy is coating the whole female population with his seed! I just have to try him out for myself!

Without consciously realizing it, her hand started to pump him faster. That encouraged him to say, "Okay, but while you're thinking, can you suck on my thing for a bit? All this talking about fucking everybody is making me ready to shoot my load."

Xania replied, "All right. We wouldn't want you to make a mess in the office. But while I do that, feel free to continue to express your thoughts about your situation." She swallowed his penis and again tried to hide her considerable sexual skill. She'd been amused by Susan's ardent desire to go topless, but now she was the one chafing at all the layers of clothing she wore.

But Alan didn't shoot his load. Now that he had Xania agree to suck him, he said, "Oh wait, something I forgot to mention. Just reaching orgasm isn't enough. In order for it to count as one of my daily six times, I need to be stimulated constantly for a minimum of twenty minutes. If I shoot off now, it won't be nearly long enough." So Xania stopped sucking and went back to jacking him off as they continued to talk. She would periodically lick or suck him and then back off to make sure he'd last long enough.

After a while, Alan willed himself to get more flaccid, by thinking about fat ugly men having sex with each other, his favorite trick. "Oh no!" he exclaimed with false surprise. "I'm losing it, just as we were reaching twenty minutes. We can't stop now, can we?"

"Oh dear, what do you want me to do, suck you some more?" Xania asked, also pretending, with false naiveté. "I'm sorry, but I don't think I'm a very good at handjobs or blowjobs, I'm afraid."

"It would be better if you could take your clothes off. That'll revive me for sure."

"Well... Okay. Maybe if I just unbutton my top a bit. You seem fascinated by my breasts. Hopefully that'll be enough. Any more than that wouldn't be proper for a psychiatrist to show to a patient."

Alan thought with a snicker, As if showing off her boobs or sucking a penis were proper! Amazing how easy this is. Everywhere I go it's like this. She's starting to sound a lot like Mom did when this all started: "Oh no! Itsh sho impwoper!" He chuckled at that fond memory of Susan complaining with her mouth full of cock. Alan of course didn't see Suzanne's behind-the-scenes hands, manipulating events like this.

Xania stood up and undid her bra. She hefted her large tits in her hands. "Do these arouse you? I'll bet they do. People tell me they're big. Good thing the door is locked. At least I think it's locked. I'd hate for Susan to see me like this. She might find it unprofessional, but I'm just trying to help you out."

The two continued casually talking about a number of serious subjects while she continued to jack him off in her topless state. She could only suck him when he gave long answers to questions, because she had to hold up her end of the discussion. After a while, she grew honestly impressed at Alan's staying power, not to mention his ability to keep talking coherently under such circumstances.

Finally, she interrupted their conversation and said, "I'm trying to do my best to assist you, but what I'm doing with my hands and mouth is highly distracting to our discussion. And tiring. It's been well over twenty minutes. What does it take to make you orgasm, for God's sake?"

"I hate to sound unappreciative, but your handjobs and blowjobs don't compare with the others I've been having lately. My mom really knows how to get me off with all the little things she does with her tongue. Actually, Suzanne is even better. But you don't know what I like. Plus, all the sexual experience has given me a ton of staying power." Alan thought there would be no harm in going for the gold. "If you don't mind, I have some condoms on me. After a bit of real sex, I'm sure we can finish this up pretty quickly."

"This is unbelievable!" Xania said in mock dismay. In actual fact, Suzanne assured her that all she had to do was get Alan started and he would quickly find a way into her pants, and she was delighted that her friend was so right. "I'm a professional psychiatrist, not some kind of hussy! ... On the other hand, if that's the only thing that will finally cure you of your current condition, then I guess I have no choice. This could actually be a good thing, because it helps me better understand how Susan arrived at her unusual situation. Everyone says you're an incredible lover, and that could be an important factor for me to fully understand. Experiential learning." Xania impressed herself with her ability to keep a level tone and not give her arousal away too much by heavy breathing. But her hard nipples, at least, were impossible to hide.

She took off her panties, and slid her dress up. She didn't take off more clothes in case she needed to make herself decent in a hurry, with Susan just one locked door away. She was already on the pill but slipped a condom over Alan's penis just to be on the safe side. Then she pushed Alan's penis inside her slit without further ado. "Now, just because we're having intercourse, don't let that stop you from explaining your feelings. Please continue."

"Well doctor, I have one big problem in particular," Alan said in a serious tone.

"I see. Please go on." Xania maintained her professional tone even as she lowered herself onto Alan's spear. She pushed herself down and down and down, sliding the penis up into her vagina in one long, slow, exquisitely pleasurable stroke.

"Umm, it's really embarrassing, but I have this strong urge to fuck my psychiatrist, even though I've only seen her for not even one full session." He reached behind her and aggressively grabbed her ass cheeks.

"Ha-ha. Very funny," Xania said with a poker face as she started to steadily ride Alan's penis. Secretly Xania was amused, not to mention ecstatic at the way Alan continued to fill her hole with penis even as they maintained a casual conversation. He'd gotten quite good at talking while doing very sexual things, even fucking.

Once the two of them found a rhythm, the tempo started to increase until Alan's penis was but a blur as it flew in and out of her pussy. Xania was good at sex and possibly even more experienced than Suzanne. She wasn't holding back and pretending to be average any longer.

Alan finally came after a nice ride, and pumped his seed into the condom. In a sense she was disappointed at how quickly he came once they started fucking, but she realized that was only the end of an incredibly long amount of hand and blowjobs. Nonetheless she enjoyed three small climaxes before it ended.

She put her clothes back on and maintained her professional demeanor, as if nothing unusual had happened. In fact, she was able to maintain her demeanor even through the fucking, as if she were merely doing something innocuous while talking like clicking her pen, and not bouncing up and down on a penis. It was like a game to her, to see if she could keep acting blasé.

Her post-fuck diagnosis was something Suzanne told her she was going to say, but she really felt it. "Alan, I'm no virgin. I've slept around. But you are a great fuck. Given that you fuck so well, I fully sympathize with Katherine and Susan's positions. I'm not only going to tell them that fucking you is okay, but I'll strongly recommend that you do it to them hard and often. Don't let it go to your head though, because part of your charm is your politeness and modest manner."

Alan thought somewhat ruefully, Tell that to Heather, but he was very pleased.

Alan was sent back out to the waiting room. Katherine appeared to be bored, reading some old magazine. Susan, on the other hand, was staring intently out the window. Alan had to snap his fingers several times to bring her back to the here and now so he could tell her that it was her turn.

Xania watched Alan replace Susan in the waiting room, and then closed the door. She turned to Susan and said, "Well, aren't you going to give me a hello kiss?"

Susan fully came to life from her lingering sexual daydreams. "Oh. Right."

The two of them locked lips. Xania couldn't help but play with the buxom woman's tits a little bit. Midway through the kiss, she noted, "Susan, now that you're back here in the office, don't you want to make yourself more comfortable?"

Susan wasn't thinking too sharply lately and just stared dumbly. She could smell the odor of sex in the office, but wrongly guessed it was caused by her earlier activities there. She could smell Alan's essence, but assumed it was her obsessive imagination. She was so distracted by this smell that she merely blinked and said, "Beg your pardon?"

Xania prodded, "You know, in your chest area."

Susan smiled in happy understanding and opened up her blouse so her ample jugs could spring free. Xania's hands immediately started to grope. Susan seemed not to mind in the slightest, and in fact it seemed she expected it and welcomed it.

It took all of Xania's strength to (eventually) pull away and sit down. Had she not just climaxed repeatedly from fucking Alan, she would have been helpless to stop herself from exploring every inch of Susan's body.

Susan lay down on the couch again, her tits still exposed. She remained extremely relaxed and open to Xania's suggestions.

"Susan," Xania said in a level tone, "I've just had a very penetrating discussion with Alan. Extremely penetrating. I think I understand the position you're often in much better now. Alan and Katherine were very frank with me, and have allowed me to tell you all the ins and outs of what they told me. Both say they have no problem having sex with each other or with you, and I believe them. In particular, Alan really pounded his sexual position into me most emphatically."

Suzanne had told Xania that Susan was slow on the uptake with double entendres, and Xania took full advantage of that fact. She was most amused and pleased at how the day had gone so far.

Susan asked, "So what you're saying is that it's okay to commit incest with them? Both of them even?"

"Let's not use the word incest, since that's such a loaded term. Plus, they're not related to you genetically. I'm just saying that it's up to you. But I don't see any serious psychological problems on their side, if they continue to handle this in a mature fashion. I do see some things that need fixing, however. For instance, your sense of losing control of the situation, of helplessly falling down a slippery slope of desire. We need to discuss how you can assert greater control in your life. Someone needs to drill some discipline into you. You definitely need a good drilling."

She decided to have more fun with the obviously verbally naive Susan. "Or, instead of a slippery slope, we can picture it as a tunnel. You were going down a tunnel of despair, weren't you?"

"Oh yes." Susan nodded her head emphatically, which caused the usual jiggles. Xania found herself talking to Susan's chest.

"You went deeper and deeper down that tunnel. No relief from the daily grind. But then you pulled out, right? You would change your attitude and pull out."

"Yes."

"But then you'd find yourself plunging in again. And then out. In and out of the slippery sloped tunnel. That especially typifies your relationship with Alan, correct? In and out of the slippery tunnel, over and over?"

"Oh yes!" Susan found the room getting hotter, though she couldn't figure out why. It seemed that being merely topless wasn't enough. Her skirt and undies chafed at her skin, and she pulled on them nervously.

Xania just thought, Damn this is fun. I will not be able to thank Suzanne enough for this day. This woman is such a sex bomb. It's a good thing Alan totally wiped me out with an excellent buggering. As tired as I am, I'm still sorely tempted to get up and do this gorgeous nympho, who's just sitting there, tormenting me with her naked tits. I should talk to Suzanne about having a follow-up session. Yes. Follow-up with no limits on what I can do. Yes! That's a most excellent idea! I'll hold off now if I can really go to town later.

CHAPTER 2

After talking to Susan for another half hour, Xania sent her back to the waiting room with a big, long, juicy kiss, helped her close up her blouse, and then called on both Katherine and Alan.

Once the two siblings were in her office, Xania went back out to the waiting room to talk to Susan.

Xania commented, as Susan settled down into a chair, "Susan, I'm going to need you to stay relaxed for another session later. Remember what you were saying earlier, how toplessness helps you relax? Well, I can assure you no one else is going to come here to this waiting room today."

"Okay, doctor." Susan had her shirt on for only a minute or so, but began unbuttoning her shirt.

Xania looked at the topless mother and thought, If this woman ever wanted to make it in Hollywood, she could go so damn far. I've always been held back by my naturally sinful and slutty looks. At least that's what they say. And they say my tits are so big that they're intimidating and I'm only good for porn films or wanna be porn films. But Susan has such a naturally wholesome look, and at the same time she's so sexy! She would have the town eating out of her hand.

Inspired, Xania decided to push her luck a bit. She said to the buxom mother, "You must be bored with those old magazines. Remember what I said earlier about how you should envision your Alan fantasy as much as possible? Now's a good time."

Susan looked up in surprise. "But, but, if I start I won't be able to control myself! I'll make a big mess all over your nice chair. And my children will see when they come out. It'll be so embarrassing!"

"Don't worry. We have plastic seating for a reason. And I'll cover for you. They won't know."

Susan still seemed doubtful and looked around as if expecting to find people watching her. Xania tried a different tack. "Aren't you a sex cow? Sex cows have to make a lot of pussy juice, all day long, don't they? That way, Alan can drink up your pussy juice when he isn't filling his mouth with all the milk gushing from your nipples. Isn't that right, my little sex cow?"

That definitely made an impression on the sex-addled mother. Her eyes brightened in a flash. "Oh yes! You're right. It's my duty to cum hard all over this chair for my cattle prod. Uh, I meant, for my son. You're so UNDERSTANDING!" Susan was so excited with these sex cow ideas that she started to remove her layers of clothing to get to her pussy even while Xania still stood there.

Xania admonished, "Don't forget: visualization exercises. You and Alan fucking. Think of him as a big strong bull mounting his favorite cow. Have fun." She winked and walked back into her office just as Susan plunged two fingers into her pussy.

Back inside, Xania saw Alan and Katherine as they sat on the couch next to each other. She said, "Both of you may be glad to hear that I think it's okay if your mother has sex with you two. She seems to feel much better about the idea as well."

"Woo-hoo!" they both said as they high-fived each other. "Great!" said Alan. "I certainly wasn't expecting THIS today! This is like, getting into my favorite college, only better!"

"But there are some problems," Xania continued before the two teenagers got too excited. "Katherine, the chief problem I see with you is the issue of jealousy. Alan is sleeping with many different women, and you feel that you should be number one with him, and have sole possession of him. Isn't that correct?"

"Umm, not sole possession exactly. I don't feel jealous when he's with other women at all. But I want to have a special place in his heart."

Alan said, "She calls herself my 'number one fuck toy.' I think it's great." Then he frowned. "Although, there are times when I wonder if she might go overboard a little bit."

Xania looked deadly serious. "Interesting. Number one implies exclusivity. I think you do feel jealous when he's with other women."

Katherine shook her head emphatically in denial. "No, I don't. I let him fuck whomever he wants."

"I think you do."

"I said I don't!" Deep down she knew she was jealous, but she wasn't about to admit it to this stranger.

"I'll prove it to you," Xania said. "Why don't we do a little role-playing? This will definitely be very unorthodox, but I'm willing to improvise in whatever way it takes to achieve results. What do you think about the fact that I helped Alan reach orgasm in my earlier session with him, Katherine? Does that make you jealous?"

Katherine fired a quick glance at her brother and saw him looking uncharacteristically smug. "You did? Wow! I thought that was illegal for psychiatrists or something. ... But no, it doesn't."

"Not even a little bit?"

"No." She straightened her back imperially, as if the very idea was an affront to her dignity.

"So you wouldn't mind if I sexually please him right now, in front of you?"

"No. Knock yourself out. I've watched enough times. It's like water off a duck's back. God knows he needs all the help he can get."

"Okay, then. We'll see if you're right. Alan, please take your shorts off. I assume you'll have no trouble getting aroused? ... Ah, I see I'm not disappointed." Alan indeed was sporting a big woody. There were already a few droplets of pre-cum at the tip.

Xania began to jack Alan off, and then asked Katherine if that made her jealous. Katherine said no. Then Xania switched to sucking him off, and still Katherine said that didn't bother her. Then Xania took off all of her clothes, and had him titfuck her. Still Katherine said she didn't care. By this time Katherine definitely wanted to take off her own clothes and join in or at least pleasure herself, but Xania made it clear that wasn't allowed.

Alan still hadn't cum. Finally, without asking Alan, Xania rolled over on top of him and guided his penis deep into her pussy, this time without a condom. "What do you think now, Katherine? Does this make you jealous?" As she started to ride atop Alan's engorged member, she luxuriated in the sensation of feeling his naked penis inside her warm and wanting pussy. She thought, I could definitely get used to this kid. Definitely.

"No! I tell you, it doesn't!" Katherine said, but her face was angry. She looked at Alan and wondered why he wasn't bothering her or saying anything at all. She wasn't aware of his strategy of shutting up in these kinds of situations.

"Don't be so stubborn. It's okay to admit some jealousy. Alan won't love you any less. And by the way, feel free to take off your clothes if it makes you feel more comfortable." Xania started to bounce up and down in a most distracting manner. She drove Alan's penis in and out as she did all the work.

"Oh, okay, dammit, I'll admit I'm a bit jealous. But did you really have to go through all that just to get me to say that?!?"

"I suppose not," Xania admitted, with a sly smile. Addressing Alan, she asked, "Do you have another one of those condoms?"

"ANOTHER?" Katherine said hotly, in more ways than one. She began loosening her clothes and scooting ever closer.

Xania thought to herself, Oops, but to Katherine she said, "I said that to see if it would get a rise out of you. It did."

"Very clever. Though I feel sorry for you. A condom? Hah! You haven't been ridden by him unless you've been ridden bareback. But now that you've gotten me to admit some jealousy, why do you have to go through with sex with him?"

"I also am trying to help Alan reach his six times a day."

"You're really the altruistic Mother Teresa of psychiatry!" Katherine said sarcastically. Then she added huffily, "But I can help him as much as you can, and do it much better, I'll have you know!" She threw her shirt off as she said this.

"Fine then. Join in if you feel like it. I don't care. My point has been made."

Katherine immediately stripped off the rest of her clothes and got right next to Xania and Alan. At first she didn't know how to join or what Xania would allow her to do. But then Xania pulled Alan's ever-ready penis out of herself and used her hands to put it in Katherine. The good "doctor" repositioned herself so Alan could suck on her tits while he pumped into his sister. Xania refrained from touching Katherine sexually, though she wanted to. Suzanne had her under strict orders to not get sexually involved with Susan or Katherine.

Alan fucked his sister for a few minutes, then took a break. They used the opportunity to change positions. Katherine got up on the couch so her ass could hang high up in the air. Alan got behind her so he could fuck her from behind.

Xania, who was more calmed down now, took the opportunity lecture to Katherine, "Did you notice how I unselfishly handed Alan over to you? I did that to make a point. Given that Alan sleeps with so many women, you need to be similarly unselfish or you will eventually become consumed with jealousy. As his sister, you'll always have a special place at the top of his list along with his mother. The incest taboo alone is a great lure he will never tire of, and your bonds of love are deep. So don't worry. And by being unselfish, you yourself can reap the rewards, as this threesome illustrates."

"Wow, that's a pretty cool lesson, I gotta admit," Katherine said casually as she pushed herself backwards onto her brother's stiff member. "Coming to a psychiatrist was not such a bad thing after all."

"Coming IN a psychiatrist isn't such a bad thing after all, either," Alan blurted out loud. The laughter helped lighten the mood.

Xania was pretty impressed with herself as well. The entire session with Katherine and Alan together was something she'd made up on the spot, and not something Suzanne had coached her to do. Hot sex and a good lesson! What a fun day this has been, she thought.

Out loud, she said, "Thanks. I expect this to be the first and last time where I use sex as a learning tool. But Katherine, I understand you have a football game to cheer for. If you leave now, I think you'll be able to catch some of it."

"Oh, right. Thanks!" Katherine was rather hoping for more "lessons" from Xania, but then thought of her responsibilities - the other cheerleaders were counting on her. She looked over her shoulder and asked, "Big Psychiatrist-slaying Brother, could you cum quickly for me? I've gotta run, and I want to feel your seed sloshing around inside my vagina during the long drive home."

"No prob, Sis." Alan resumed fucking his sister, and at a faster pace. At the same time, he stuck fingers in Xania's pussy and asshole, and sawed her in time in both holes.

Within minutes all three of them were on the verge of cumming. Alan thrust into his sister's pussy a few more times before he let himself go with an exceptionally loud grunt. As soon as Xania and Katherine realized that Alan was cumming, they let their climaxes overtake them, too. The climax caused Katherine's pussy to tighten so much around Alan's penis that it seemed to double his pleasure and squeeze even more cum out of him.

Alan pulled his penis from his sister's slick mound and, when he did, a river of his cum flowed out obscenely. He didn't think about it too much, but roughly guessed that it had been over a week since he'd last fucked his sister. He mused that that was far too long.

Katherine quickly put her clothes on, kissed her brother deeply and appreciatively, and made to rush out the door. "We'll talk later, Bro! You have NO idea how I've been counting the days and the hours, waiting for the feeling of you inside me, Big French Loaf Brother! Thank you! Mom is so gonna be styling, I just know it."

Xania raised an eyebrow after Katherine left. "'Big French Loaf Brother?'" She suppressed a chuckle.

"It's a long story. Think phallic-shaped objects." Alan felt a tang of sadness, realizing from Katherine's description of counting the hours how much more sex with him meant to her than it did to him. He had too many other targets to get as excited.

With a start, Xania remembered Susan out in the waiting room, most likely still practicing her "mental exercises." She didn't want Katherine to see her mother in that condition, lest the daughter think that Susan wasn't actually properly treated. So Xania cried, "Wait! Stay here."

Katherine stopped just before reaching the door, and Xania went out to the waiting room first. She found Susan slumped in her chair, barely wearing any clothes. Susan looked to be asleep and had an expression of complete exhaustion, like she'd just run a marathon. She sat in a very large puddle of cum, and her thighs and butt were covered with sticky goo. Xania shook her on the shoulder.

"What?" Susan said, suddenly sitting up. She'd fallen asleep with one hand on a tit and the other on her bush. Both hands were as sticky with her juices as the puddle down below. Her hair was a mess and she generally looked bedraggled.

Xania tried to keep a smirk off of her face. "Looks like you've been following my suggestion a bit too enthusiastically. Can you get yourself in order? Your daughter is in a rush to go. If you could at least hide the puddle a bit, and pull up your dress from the floor..."

Susan blushed and tried to cover up. Every movement she made created obscene squishy sounds. "Oh! Sorry! This is so embarrassing!"

A couple minutes later, Xania was back in her office with just Alan. He was still lazily putting his clothes back on. He asked, "Now what, doctor? Are you going to bring Susan back in here to talk to her some more?"

"Yes I am." She thought to herself, After quite a bit more hello and good-bye kissing, heh-heh. And I think I'll watch her cum a bit more, if she still has any energy left. Behind this big desk, she won't be able to see what my hands are doing in my lap. I can't thank Suzanne enough for arranging this day! I swear to God, I haven't had this much sexual fun in years, and I've only been with this bunch for a couple of hours. I can't imagine how they can keep up this pace all the time. It's like a fiery tornado of lust blowing past me!

She maintained her outward composure and continued, "But what you and I did here physically is a secret from her, okay? She might have some jealousy issues too, but she wouldn't be ready for such a role play today. Same thing goes for what you did with your sister. Let Susan discover that in her own time, when she's ready. I have a feeling you're a good judge of that. You strike me as mature for your age."

"Yeah, sure."

"And I must admit the sex with you wasn't strictly professional. Your mother and your sister kept raving about how sexually fantastic you are. So I just had to see for myself how well you filled me up. It was great, but they really raved about the taste of your cum in particular, and even after I sucked until my jaws are sore all I've gotten so far is some of your pre-cum. I'd like to swallow a whole creamy load. After I talk to your mother some more, would you be up for a final fuck and blow session to see just how much I can swallow?"

Alan just smiled and nodded. He joked, "I think I should start charging a couple hundred dollars an hour for my services." And to think how much I worried last night about going to see a psychiatrist!

CHAPTER 3

Alan was so caught up in thinking about and then going to the psychiatric appointment that he'd completely forgotten about the football game. He knew that both Janice and Joy were supposed to perform with only painted-on panties, since he was the one who painted them on. But he didn't think much about either of them. Even Katherine didn't pay the game much mind, though she did drive back to Orange County as quickly as possible to participate in as much of the game as she could.

Normally, the cheerleaders wore their uniforms in school all day before the football game, to help inspire "school spirit" for the game. Heather would have liked to take advantage of the lack of underwear to mercilessly tease her victim all throughout the school day, putting her in dangerous situations and keeping her stimulated. But this week the two "victims" were Janice and Joy. Heather and Janice were barely speaking to each other because of their feud, so Janice was free to do what she wanted. Joy meanwhile had thrown Heather for a loop by genuinely refusing any female advances, so Heather wasn't sure what to do with her or how to treat her. Thus, she was free from Heather's usual games as well.

But the punishment, once given, had to be carried out. Both Janice and Joy had to do their cheerleading routines with only painted on underwear for the entire football game, and that's what they did.
The situation was stranger still because Katherine wasn't there when the game began, as she was still up in L.A. Katherine was a peacemaker, and a bridge between Heather and Janice. Essentially Heather kept her distance and kept quiet except to bark commands to the group, and the others, especially Janice, pretended Heather wasn't there.
But the Heather-Janice rivalry wasn't much of an issue because the real focus was on the fact that Janice and Joy weren't wearing any real underwear. Janice was fairly good at rolling with the punches, and didn't mind terribly having to expose herself. It helped that the game was an away game, so very few familiar faces were in the audience.

Joy, on the other hand, was a different story. She was quite conservative and shy when it came to this kind of thing. She started the game trembling something awful. Only the encouragement of Amy, Kim, and especially Janice gave her the strength to go on.

But a funny thing happened once she started dancing. She found that she loved it. In fact, she had a fantastic time. At first, she recovered her confidence and performed her routines fairly normally. But during a break she confided in Janice, "Girl, I have to admit, this is great! I've never been so hot! I don't know what it is, but the idea of all those guys in the stands over there looking at me and seeing my most intimate places - it's so wild! I'm gushing all over the place, and the fact that I'm so wet is making me even more excited!"

Janice could hardly believe it. As much as she desired Joy, she wanted her even more now. She was too shocked to say much more than, "That's great, Joy."

That inspired Joy to continue, "What do you think? Do you think people can see the glistening juices shining off of my thighs?" She pulled up her skirt and exposed her butt and pussy lips to Janice. All Janice could do was bite her lips in frustration. Joy went on even more excitedly, "Should I get myself cleaned off, or should I just leave it like this? Wait! Don't tell me. I'm going to leave it like this! Oh, it's so good! It's like I'm getting fucked by all their eyes even as we speak!"

Janice was surprised because she'd considered the lack of underwear to be a humiliation, and she was merely trying to get it over with. The fact that Heather had forced her to do it had particularly soured her on it. But with Joy's attitude, she began to think of it in a whole new way, and found herself loosening up and enjoying things as the game went on.

Joy continued to get more and more into it. She knew that Kim had a variety of dildos in her possession, and at the end of the first half the two of them disappeared for a long time. When they reappeared just as the game resumed, Joy again proudly flashed her pussy to Janice, and showed that it was now plugged with a vibrator. It was the kind that completely filled her hole, but stopped right at the pussy lips so there really wasn't anything to see unless one looked closely.

Janice again could barely contain her sexual frustration of being so close to a horny Joy, yet so far. She threw herself into her routines with greater abandon and tried not to think about her romantic and lustful feelings for her best friend.

As the vibrator buzzed inside Joy, she rode a sexual high for the rest of the game. She only barely managed to do her routines because she knew them by heart. She did whatever the other cheerleaders did without question. If they asked her to take off all her clothes and run across the football field, she would have done it gladly.

The vibrator kept her close to orgasm, but that wasn't enough by itself. She was ready to do anything to get off. As the game continued, she wanted more - something even more arousing to push her over the edge.

The game had quite a few breaks for the cheerleaders when the crowd was intent on the game and didn't need any extra entertainment. During these pauses, the other cheerleaders (except Heather) crowded around Joy to visually block her and did two contradictory things. On one hand, one cheerleader would wipe Joy's crotch and thighs clean, because she was constantly leaking. On the other hand, another cheerleader would pump the vibrator in and out until Joy could have another orgasm. It usually only took a few strokes, especially if the clit was stimulated at the same time. She came over and over again. It wasn't that she had discovered lesbianism - she was just desperate for relief. Janice tortured herself even further by usually being the one to provide this "service."

As the game headed into the fourth quarter, Joy pushed even further. During breaks between routines, she pulled up the back of her skirt and rubbed her naked, painted ass for minutes at a time. While Janice was also just as naked, she wasn't willing to keep up, and mostly eyed what Joy did with complete amazement.

Towards the very end of the game, Joy started to moon the crowd even more blatantly. The crowd was on the other side of the field, so it was doubtful anyone noticed. If they did, they might have momentarily speculated that one of the other team's cheerleaders was rubbing a sore butt. However, there was one football player, a wide receiver on the other team, who ran a route down the sidelines towards where the cheerleaders stood. He slowed down as he ran past Joy, his eyes transfixed on her mooning butt. He stopped his route altogether some yards past her, and turned around to stare at her. His face showed him clearly confused if what he was seeing was real, the game totally forgotten. He quickly had to run back to the huddle though, as the play had ended. The cheerleaders all laughed when they saw the quarterback slap him on the helmet, obviously chiding him for a total loss of concentration.

As the game ended, Joy seemed downright disappointed no one had found her out. She actually got down on her knees and spread her legs to moon the crowd as obviously as she could make it. The other cheerleaders had to stop her from taking the next step and openly masturbating herself right there in public - she was ready to pull the vibrator in and out in a very obvious way. But everyone was leaving their seats at this point, and still no one noticed. If anyone did notice, they would have assumed it was a typical rude gesture to complain about the game result, instead of the flashing of a naked pussy by a horny, sex slave cheerleader. Joy actually moaned in frustration as she witnessed the crowd leave.

The whole experience made all the cheerleaders quite hot. Joy was rendered nearly completely senseless by the time it was over. The others finally, mercifully, pulled the vibrator out of her and she immediately fell asleep on the ground.

Janice looked at Joy laying there, nearly drowning in her own juices, and thought to herself, This certainly changes things. I don't know what it means exactly, but this is a new Joy we're looking at. Is there some way I can use her love of exposing herself to get her for my own? There must be. I mean, I was pushing the vibrator in and out of her goddamn pussy! It was so close! But it's not the female hands on her that she loves, it's the visual exposure to strange men. Damn! Fuckin' A! This is killing me!

CHAPTER 4

Alan and Susan drove back from the psychiatrist's office in a great hurry. Susan weaved in and out of rush hour traffic so they'd have enough time to get Alan fully ready and fed before the Boy Scout van came to pick him up at 7:00. Alan was completely wiped out from a long and tiring week, and fucking Xania had drained the last of his energy. He slept soundly as Susan drove.

When they got home it was a little after four o'clock. Susan and Alan had barely said anything to each other since leaving the appointment, since Alan slept the whole time. But now Susan was quite animated. As soon as they got inside the house, she said, "Tiger, wasn't Xania just the best? I feel so happy! She's made me so very, very happy! Ecstatic! Let's celebrate." She began to take her clothes off as she said this. As she ripped her bra off, she enthused, "I know! How about a victory blowjob?"

Alan was torn. He could hardly turn down his bosomy mother's excellent idea, but he hadn't really woken up from the nap, and all he wanted to do was sleep some more.

In fact, he was too tired to respond at first, so Susan continued, "No? What about a glorious, triumphant titfuck? Don't you want to rub your hard fuck rod all over Mommy's hooters?" She reached down and grabbed his penis through his shorts, and joked, "I know you just slept like a log, but that's not the only thing around here like a log."

He laughed, but otherwise didn't respond, though she was happy to feel that his penis was already hard.

She took his continued silence and generally weary face as a no, and got a very strange and worried look on her face. She sat on all fours on the couch with her ass pointing at Alan, then said, "Oh no! Tiger, don't tell me you want to fuck me in the ass? Oh, that's so very naughty! However, Xania did tell me that I shouldn't hold back. And Suzanne said I should 'bend over, but don't break.' It seems everyone wants you to fuck me up the ass. Do you want to own my butt? Is that what you want? Just like you own my big tits? Are you going to take Mommy's butt cheeks and spread them with your hands, then plunge your baby maker deep into my very private place? Normally, I would say no, but because you've been so..."

Alan interrupted her. He clutched his head as if he had an intense migraine. "Mom, hold on! When you say things like 'baby maker' I get so turned on that I don't know if I'm coming or going. But I'm so tired I can hardly stand up. I have to get some more sleep so I'll be able to stagger out of this house when the scoutmaster's van comes to pick me up. And we both have a lot to do to get ready before then, even if my stuff is pretty much all packed. Let me take my nap first, okay? We can still celebrate later. Right?"

Susan was sitting up. She'd been pushing her chest out, cupping her tits in the hopes that he'd suck on a nipple. Now she slumped down into the couch, chagrined. "Okay. Bummer. I was so excited."

Alan walked over and hugged her. "I'm excited too. Really excited. Xania has given us the green light. But my body is only human. Please let me sleep for a little while?"

She kissed him on the forehead in a very affectionate way. "Of course. Sorry for getting carried away. You take your rest, but only one hour, okay? You're right that we have a lot of work to do."

Alan promised, "If we are quick and efficient, we'll have some fun time later, okay?" As Alan walked away, he marveled at how backwards things were. Mom wants sex even more than I do. I practically have to fight her off now, and I'm the one to hold out the promise of more sexual games as a reward. I would never have imagined that I would live to see the day.

Alan made his way to his room and fell onto his bed. But before he'd fallen asleep his mother came rushing in. "Tiger! Wake up! I have important news!"

He opened his eyes, unable to do more, and did his best to squelch the annoyance he felt at the sudden intrusion. "What is it, Mom," he muttered testily.

Seeing him conscious, she rushed to his bed and said excitedly, "I was just playing back the phone messages. Your scoutmaster called a few minutes before we got back home. It seems that your hiking trip has been canceled! He's having some kind of trouble with his van, and he can't find a replacement at this late hour. So they're going to try to do it next week instead. I'm so sorry."

Alan sat up and came fully awake as the news sank in. His eyes blinked and he was silent for a few moments. Then he spoke. "Sorry? Don't be sorry. That's great news. I am SO relieved! I was kind of looking forward to getting away from it all, but I wasn't looking forward to hiking all day. No energy. YES! This is great! The more I think about it, this is awesome! I can finally get some time to myself, and time just to vegetate. Cool."

Susan didn't know how he'd take the news, and was pleasantly surprised. "You're not mad? I thought you'd be upset that you've been averaging nearly eight climaxes a day, and all that work was for nothing."

Alan hadn't thought about that. "Dang. Good point. ... But you know what? That's okay. Because this means I can take a massive sexual break this weekend, too." Susan appeared crestfallen to hear that, so he immediately added, "Don't get me wrong. Just because I wanted to nap instead of experience your lovely help, I'm not tired of you or anything. I could never get tired of any of this, and I especially could never get tired of your Marilyn Monroe body. But the excitement is in my mind. My body is another matter. I still have this weak thing where I have to nap every day and never have all the energy I want. I've been running on full steam for weeks now, and I'm right on the verge of collapse. My penis is dying. It's practically numb most of the time and my loads have been little more than a trickle for the past couple of days. I was holding out for the hiking trip to give my penis a couple of days to recover, and it still needs to recover. Let's just take it easy for a couple of days, okay? Hiking trip or no, I need a sexual holiday."

Susan frowned. "Oh dear. Is your penis in that bad a shape?"

"Yes. I know this sounds gross, but I'm amazed sometimes that I haven't peed blood. It can hurt like hell!"

"Oh my!" Susan clasped her hands over her mouth in surprise. "Don't worry. I'll give you some space. Take a big nap. I see you need it. Meanwhile I'll take care of everything."

Alan fell asleep immediately. He was so tired that he didn't give the cancellation news much thought. He didn't give her "I'll take care of everything" comment any thought at all.

So he was surprised when he woke up about an hour and a half later and, from the top of the stairs, saw Susan sitting next to Akami in the living room, quietly talking to her.

He was only dressed in his blue robe, but nonetheless hurried downstairs to eagerly greet his beloved nurse. He felt much better now that he'd napped in the car and then again in his bed. "Akami!" he said in a delighted voice as he quickly closed the distance to her. She stood and embraced her patient with a warm hug.

Alan pulled back a bit and appraised Akami, who was still dressed in her lab jacket. "It's so good to see you," he said sincerely. "How long has it been?"

"One week almost to the hour since our last appointment. And it's great to see you, too." She smiled widely and stared at him intently with her smoldering eyes. He loved her dark, intense eyes.

To Alan it seemed much longer than a week, but he knew that things had been so eventful lately that everything seemed ancient history to him. He recalled that he only had appointments with Akami every other week. "Wait. We're not scheduled to meet until NEXT Friday, right? So what are you doing here? And in my house, even?"

Akami answered, "I got a call from your mother just as my work day was ending. She said that your situation was dire and needed immediate attention. I'm only a nurse and don't do house calls, but I thought I could come over just as a friend and see how you're doing and if there was some way I could help." She looked down at his crotch to see if there was a bulge that needed her "help," but found only disappointment.

Alan looked her body over more closely. She looked as great and sexy as ever. "So why are you still in your nurse outfit?" (Actually it was a bit misleading to say she was in a nurse outfit - she'd dressed to impress in a low cut blouse, black leather miniskirt, and high heels. Knowing that Alan was turned on by her nurse outfit, she wore a lab jacket and stethoscope as well.)

Akami answered, "I came straight from work. Susan and I have been discussing the state of your penis and your energy level while you've been sleeping."

Susan interrupted. "How is he, nurse? Is it as bad as I feared?"

Akami examined Alan's face carefully. "Hrm. He has some bags under his eyes, like you said. Exhausted, for sure. The six times a day regimen must be tough to do day in and day out. I have to agree with what Alan was suggesting to you earlier. He does need a break."

Alan was relieved. "You see what I mean, Mom? This weekend I'm just going to play video games and watch TV and sleep. Mostly sleep. It'll be glorious!"

"But what about the state of his penis?" Susan asked anxiously from her position on a nearby couch.

"Let's take a look, shall we?" Akami broke away from their loose hug and motioned to Alan's robe.

Alan dutifully opened it. Given everything sexual that had happened between Akami and him, and especially the things the two of them did in Dr. Fredrickson's office while Susan watched, he didn't bat an eye about doing something sexual with Akami in front of his mother. Susan similarly considered blowjobs and handjobs a part of Akami's "treatment" even if she still didn't realize that Alan already had sex with Akami.

Akami sat below a kneeling Alan and cupped his balls while she fondled his flaccid penis. She figured it was a good position to be in for the blowjob that would certainly follow soon. "Hmm. He isn't erect yet. Is this unusual, Susan?"

"Most unusual, nurse. It seems that he's always hard. When I look between his legs, I expect to see a big pulsing tree trunk there, especially if his shorts are off, which they are most of the time. I'm worried. Do you think it'll be okay?"

"Let's see. Susan, why don't we both take off our clothes and see if we can't get him hard so I can examine him properly?"

Susan didn't need to be told twice. The two women were naked within moments, and Akami pulled Alan's robe to the ground as well. Alan's penis instantly responded. In truth, just thinking about his mother naked was guaranteed to get him hard, and having seen Akami naked for the first time in a long while, his penis grew even harder than usual.

"Ah, that feels much better," Akami cooed as she sensually fondled his ramrod tool. She felt the need for at least a veneer of professionalism, given the fact that Susan was close by, so she said, "Alan, your mother tells me that your penis is in great pain. Is that true?"

Alan considered and then answered truthfully, "Well, generally, lately, yeah, but it doesn't feel so bad at the moment. It's amazing what a nap or two can do. I feel so much better than just an hour ago."

"That's good. There's nothing like the virility of an eighteen year old male. But still, you're having problems. With Susan's permission, I propose that I get to the bottom of your overstimulation problem, in a very hands-on way."

Susan asked, a bit concerned, "Hands-on? What do you mean, exactly?"

"Well, we have to determine how different forms of stimulation affect his penis. For instance, handjobs. How does this feel, on a scale of one to ten, Alan? One being easy on the penis, and ten being the most grinding, painful, and chafing." Akami had in fact already started to stroke his penis more or less since it had gotten hard, but now she did it more vigorously.

Susan looked on with an agonized expression. She was still quite naïve, despite all her recent sexual experiences, and she remained under the impression that Akami would conduct some kind of real medical test. So she thought it very unseemly to touch herself as she watched. But the sight of Akami pistoning her closed fist up and down Alan's hard, thick shaft was nearly too much for her. The fact that Susan was now buck naked only added to her temptation and agony, but she somehow resisted the urge to masturbate.

Alan enjoyed the handjob for a minute or two and acted as if he was having a hard time making up his mind on the score to give it. In fact, his penis felt fine and he loved the situation of having his naked mother watch whatever deviltry Akami was up to. Finally, he replied, "Oh, I guess about a six. You're going at it pretty vigorously."

"Yes I am, but only in the pursuit of knowledge." It was very difficult for Akami to say that with a straight face, and in fact she giggled a little bit. But she looked over at Susan, and Susan seemed to take everything very seriously. The mother had a look of worry; a fear that Alan's penis might be damaged in some way.

Akami quickly switched gears. "Alan, let's compare that with a blowjob. Again, please rate this."

She licked the tip of his knob, but then paused, and said, "While you're enjoying this, why don't you tell me about all the naughty things you've been doing to the females in your life? I need to make sure everything is going well." She consumed his penis without any further ado. Alan was pleasantly surprised with her boldness, and grabbed her head with both hands to brace himself against the sudden rush of intense arousal.

Alan considered how to answer Akami's question of who he'd been having sex with, given that his mother was listening. He didn't know if it was wise to "out" the likes of the cheerleaders or Glory, so he started vaguely. "Akami, I'm fucking quite a few girls in school. I'm never lacking hot, tight, big-titted teen sluts who want to suck on a meaty cock. Why, if I didn't know better, I might mistake my nurse right now for one of those sluts, given the way she's sucking so enthusiastically. However, this is an entirely professional and medically necessary cocksucking, as we all know." He couldn't help but snicker a bit at that.

He went on, aiming to arouse his mother, "But those teen hussies who spread their legs for me during lunch are nothing compared to the women I can choose from around my own house. Between Amy, Suzanne, Katherine, and my mom, I have no end of pleasure. I want to fuck them all, of course. And I do mean ALL of them. When I fuck someone for the first time, I want to be in peak form. It has to be perfect; something we'll remember forever."

Susan gasped. She knew exactly who the "someone" was. Her hands flew to her tits, but somehow those same hands slapped themselves, one slapping the other. She withdrew from overt masturbation and crossed her arms to keep her hands out of trouble. But her chest began to heave quite heavily. She sat on the edge of the couch, quiet but eager to replace Akami if the opportunity presented itself.

Alan continued to force Akami's head up and down, accenting her own deep bobs that nearly reached the bottom of his penis on each pass. Meanwhile, he made some idle conversation with his mother. "Akami's the best nurse, don't you think, Mom? She's so much more than a nurse. It's like she's my sexologist too."

Susan responded breathlessly, "Yes, she is, but is she doing a good enough job? Does she know how to do some of Mommy's favorite moves, like the candy cane or the tooth tickle? Maybe I should take over. More tongue, Akami! It looks like you're all lips and no tongue. My Tiger loves the tongue on his special spot just under the penis head."

Susan sat so close to the edge of the couch that she fell off of it altogether and wound up on her knees. She inched herself forward bit by bit. As she got closer, she couldn't take it any more and shoved a hand into her mouth. She fucked her mouth with her fingers and imagined that they were Alan's powerful tool instead.

Akami eventually pulled Alan's rod out of her mouth to respond to what both Alan and Susan had said. "Yes, Alan. Think of me as your sexologist too. I understand the situation here requires unusual measures, so we just have to accept that certain sexual things happen during his treatment. But rest assured, Mrs. Plummer, I know how to pump his cock with my mouth as good as anybody. How is that, Alan? On the penis hurting scale, I mean?" She popped the penis back in.

"Oh, that's more like a four. Definitely easier than the hands. But my mom does do it quite differently. Since she practically lives with my penis in her mouth, I think it may be important to see where her technique stands on the scale."

Susan quickly agreed. "Oh yes! Please! Akami, please let me taste it just a little? I've been waiting ALL DAY to wrap my lips around it! What's a mother to do to get her satisfaction?"

Akami knew that Alan's penis had incredible endurance and didn't mind sharing some of the experience with Susan, if that would help calm down the overly horny mother. So she took the penis out again, and said, "Sure. Susan, why don't you try it for a while? Start with a handjob and then try both licking and sucking so we can do a full comparison."

Susan eagerly obeyed, but Akami didn't give her much time. Susan was given about a minute each with a handjob (rating a five), deep suck blowjob (a four), and a light tonguing (a two).

Then an impatient Akami took over again.

But Susan literally wouldn't let go of her son's penis. She couldn't or wouldn't take her mouth off of it either. So Akami suggested, "Alan, I imagine that more and more you'll be experiencing dual blowjobs, so why don't you rate one of those?"

Within seconds, Susan and Akami began to share his penis. The two of them exchanged great big licks from the top of his penis all the way to the bottom. They sat up on all fours, right next to each other, and allowed their shoulders and hips to rub against each other.

Alan took the opportunity to grab and probe their butts simultaneously. He thought, My mom IS just like a sex cow, on all fours just like an animal. And with both of them next to each other like that, it's like they're my personal sex toys. Like animal slaves in my stable, eating out of a trough. I wonder if I asked them to bark like a dog, what they would do. Especially Akami. How would she react? She's more independent than most. I haven't seen her much; I think she still needs to be fully broken in. Should I hold my penis back and make her beg for it? ... No. I have to control my darker urges. It's so tempting, but I have to learn to be aggressive and still the same nice me I always was. Anyways, Akami has things progressing quite nicely. I'm just going to sit back and see what Akami comes up with next.

Akami didn't wait long to move things further. She took Alan deep in her throat and pushed Susan away from the penis. And once Akami had control, Susan was too polite to fight. Coming up for air with both hands pumping on Alan's penis to help keep Susan at bay, Akami pointed out, "Alan, I imagine you experience a fair number of titfucks, given all the well-endowed women around here." She winked at Susan, who practically hovered over them, looking for an opening to recapture control of her son's penis. "I think it's probably best if we test out some titfucks a bit."

Alan agreed wholeheartedly and spent the next couple of minutes fucking the nurse's tits. His body seemed to revive more with each passing minute and he put a lot of energy into it. His penis didn't bother him at all. They all forgot that he'd never been asked what his "chafing" rating for the dual blowjob was.

Susan, though, felt miffed. To go from having her son's penis in her mouth to having to endure watching someone else enjoy a titfuck was almost too much. She hovered all around Akami. She pouted to herself as she groped her own boobs, Akami's tits are a joke. A joke! You call those tits? Tiger, fuck MY tits! Or I should say fuck YOUR tits, because they belong to you. You own my body, so use it any way you want! Take me! Take my tits! Now!

Susan was so frustrated that she couldn't stay silent. She tapped Akami on the back. "Akami? Don't you think that, uh, that my tits..." She was so naturally modest that she had trouble figuring out how to tactfully phrase that her tits were far superior and in much greater need of a solid titfucking.

Luckily, Alan stepped in. "Akami, I rate that titfuck a four on the scale, given all the helpful pre-cum lubrication. But I think I need to compare that with my mom's. I mean, no offense, but given that her mammaries are so massive, a titfuck with her might lead to a different score. So, could you, um, let go?"

Akami sighed. She increasingly resented Susan's interruptions, not to mention the annoyingly huge size of her tits, but she ceded control. "Okay. I guess you have a point. But quickly, now. We have more important tests to conduct."

Alan liked the sound of that, but concentrated on fucking his mother's chest. He thought, You know, it's funny how similar this is to what happened with Xania earlier. Under some thin medical excuse, I end up doing all kinds of sexual stuff. The only difference is that I tricked Xania and now Akami is the one tricking Mom. Alan still didn't realize that Xania was in on all their games.

Susan was beside herself with joy and was so aroused that she no longer worried about propriety. She frigged her pussy with abandon. She sighed, "Oh, Tiger. You're fucking Mommy, even if only in the chest. Xania would approve. Yes! She knows this is so good. It's what you MUST do to Mommy. You MUST fuck her big, white, milky tits because she needs it so bad. She needs it! Your mommy MUST get FUCKED by her good son!"

By this time Susan had completely forgotten that Akami was there. She came in such an intense orgasm as she cried "Your mommy must get fucked" that her whole body buckled backwards. Her back arched more and more until her head hit the ground. Her tits lost contact with his penis and she threw herself to the ground and writhed around as if in an epileptic fit. She finally passed out altogether.

CHAPTER 5

When Susan came back to her senses she saw that Alan still hadn't cum. Her natural instinct was to get up and use her lips and tongue to make sure he got his satisfaction and then some, but Akami had taken over completely. Akami was again on all fours with her face pointed right at Susan, and Alan was lined up behind the nurse's toned and firm butt.

Akami smiled smugly at Susan and said to her, "Now that you're back with us, you'll be glad to know that Alan rated your titfuck a three. We're about to try the much more chafing assfuck. Alan just told me that you've never done this before, so you should leave this to us professionals. You have to know what you're doing here or you could get hurt."

Susan was so surprised that all she could do was open and close her mouth, unable to find the right words to say. She desperately wanted to be on the receiving end of Alan's anal fuck, but she couldn't go against the medical word of a professional nurse.

Akami turned her head around to Alan and said, "Alan, now that you've had a little rest, I think it's time. Just push it in slowly."

He did so. Akami's butt was very tight. He complained, "Dang. That's an eight on the chafing scale at least. Tight!" But he continued to thrust in and out of her asshole.

Before Akami could reply to his words, Susan complained, "'Us professionals?' What does that mean, Akami? If I may be frank, you're not exactly acting like a normal nurse."

Akami shot back, "And Susan, you're not exactly acting like a normal mother. However, we're both doing all we can to help Alan out with his problem, aren't we? And I won't beat around the bush. I'll admit that I'm enjoying..."

She was interrupted because Alan pulled out of her ass. He was in a playful mood, and poked his penis around her pussy. He joked, "You may not be beating around the bush, but I am."

Akami groaned at the bad joke. "Alan, please. Back in the butt, already. ... Aaaaah. That's better. Where was I? Oh yes. I'll admit I'm having fun in the process, but is that a crime? Of course not. Those who are helping and generous also receive much in return. Don't you agree? ... Deeper, Alan. Don't be afraid to go deep. ... So Susan, do you want me to stop this scientific test? Or do you want to see Alan suffer from brutal chafing?"

Susan moped, "Well, no. We can't have his penis in pain. Of course I want what's best for him." She paused and gazed in wonder at the sight of Alan's penis going in and out of Akami's butt. Then she snapped back to the conversation. "I'm, uh, sorry, Akami. I apologize." Again she got lost momentarily gazing, but then she had a thought. "It's just that, well, I'm thinking, my ass is a little different. It's much bigger and wider than yours since I'm so much taller than you. It's probably best if he give it a test too. A very thorough test! Alan, do you want to test your mommy's ass? Is that what you want? Do you want to bend her over and fuck her up the butt like a maniac? Do you want to grab her by the hair and then throw her to the ground as you roughly take control of her ass? Because I'm..."

Akami interrupted, and huffed between labored breaths, "Thank you for your generosity, Susan, but given the tender condition of his penis, I think one assfuck is more than enough right now. It's pretty remarkable he's made it this far without cumming and we still haven't made it to the ultimate test."

Alan momentarily wondered, Could my mother actually WANT me to fuck her up the ass? But he could be a bit thick when it came to seeing changes in his mother, and dismissed the idea. He didn't have much chance to consider the possibility because he continued to press slowly and gingerly in and out of Akami's ass. With each stroke it seemed to get a little bit easier, but he still took it conservatively. He asked the nurse quizzically, "The ultimate test?"

"Yes. Why don't we do that right now, because I can't wait. Is that still an eight?"

"No, it's dropped to more like a seven."

"Good. Keep that in mind, Susan. I think you need to focus on licking-focused blowjobs and well-lubricated titfucks for the time being. Take it easy on the assfucks and the aggressive handjobs if you can, okay? His penis needs a chance to recover."

Susan nodded obediently. She was still too wiped out from her recent orgasm to do much physically, but the sight of Alan plowing into an ass had already caused her arousal to rush back with a vengeance. She was nearly on the verge of attacking Akami to throw her aside and take her place. Only her complete exhaustion prevented her from getting up.

Akami, though, was tired of sharing and subtly indicated with her body language that she wanted Alan all to herself. Susan whimpered with lust, but obeyed. A voice in her head said, I must be a good slut and obey. I have to have CONTROL over myself. Xania said so. A good cum slut obeys her superiors and gets rewarded for her patience with a big load of yummy son-cum. She gets punished with a nasty spanking. Bad Mommy. She has to control her penis-hungry ass. Akami says so too... These thoughts turned her on even more than she already was.

All of a sudden Akami reached back, pulled Alan's penis out of her ass, dropped to the ground, and flipped over. "Okay, Alan, big stud, it's time for the ultimate test. Fuck my pussy like the wild teenaged pussy-pounder that you are!" Akami had pretty much dropped all pretense at medical professionalism, and was cooing and moaning like the woman in torrid heat that she truly was.

As Akami waited while Alan positioned his penis over her hole, she breathed to Susan, "Alan was telling me while you were passed out that you unfortunately haven't been fucked by this sexy beast yet. Your loss." She chuckled with pure glee, knowing what she was about to experience. She somehow felt involved in a very incestuous act, given that Susan watched, and that made it all the better for her.

Susan was sitting up now, with one hand on her clit and most of the fingers of the other deep in her snatch. She asked, "What do you think, Akami? Is it wrong if I want Alan to fuck me?"

Akami responded with a great moan, because Alan pushed himself deep into her. She cried out, "Oh God! Fuck yeah! Fuck me like a crazy banshee, you depraved devil! Go all the fucking way and fucking break my cervix in two!"

Alan replied with a second, more powerful thrust. He continued to sit on her and drive her into the carpet.

"Oh yeah! Like that!" Akami cried. She turned to see what Susan was doing and then remembered that she'd been asked some sort of question. "What were you saying Susan? ... God! Do it again! YOU are a GOD, you damned young fuck-beast! Fuck me, sex god! I'm the virgin sacrifice being offered to you. Slay me with your fuck-sword! Again! Again! Deeper! Deeper! Hurry! "

Propelled by such enthusiasm, Alan attacked Akami more intently with his penis.

Susan could see that Akami wasn't in a good state to answer her serious question, so instead she slid forward, and naggingly tapped Akami on a shoulder. "Akami? Can I join in somehow?"

"What? ... Fuck me Alan! Deeper! Harder! More! More! More! ... Oh, yeah. Susan. Uh, take the ass. ... God, it's good! I'm the virgin being ravaged by the fuck god! A fuck demon! Lord God Alan, King of the Fuckers, fuck this pussy!"

Susan came around Alan to face his bouncing butt. She tentatively grabbed hold of his ass cheeks as they flew and shuddered with each thrust. He fell onto Akami to give his mother a more accessible and somewhat more stable rear target.

Akami cried out, "Susan! Be the dirty slut that you are! Stick your tongue up his asshole! Do it! And Alan, don't stop! Don't stop! DON'T STOP!"

Alan had been relatively quiet, uncertain if encouraging words to Akami might offend his mother somehow. But he replied defensively, "I'm not stopping already! This is as hard as I go. OH! WOW!"

The last words were his surprise to feel his mother's tongue actually probe the edge of his asshole. He momentarily wondered how clean he was back there, but it didn't matter. Susan was so excited that she was ready to fuck, suck, or lick anything her son had to offer. As her head flew up and down his ass crack, she made the pleasant discovery that her nipples could scrape along the carpet, and she made sure to keep that friction going.

Akami grabbed hold of Alan by his hips and paused for a moment. She just breathed heavily for a while as she recovered the ability to speak. "Okay, Alan. Just a sec. I'm going to start rotating my hips a lot. Let's see if this adds to the grinding score for your penis."

Alan started again at a slower pace. He was surprised by the excellent things Akami's hips did. It seemed that she had some clever moves that no one had done with him before. While he went in and out, she went from side to side and somehow around in circles at the same time. It felt like she had four-way hips. It felt fantastic. He shouted, "Akami! Awesome! Much more taxing on the penis, but good! Fantastic!"

Susan meanwhile managed to keep her face and tongue buried in what was now the very mobile target of Alan's ass.

Akami was very pleased that Alan was impressed. They hit a perfect rhythm and their mutual joy increased that much more. She cried back, "Alan, you big strong, strapping white man, take this tiny native Japanese woman and rape her virgin cunt! On the sacrificial altar! Fuck God, fuck me good! You're a fuck God!"

Everyone paused as a strange voice cut in. "Alan, are you raping the Japanese again? Haven't I told you to cut back on that habit?" A happy giggle followed.

Alan looked up, and to his surprise, saw Katherine as she stood across the living room in her cheerleader uniform with a backpack over her shoulder. She winked at him and then examined the scene very approvingly.

Susan stopped licking the crack of Alan's butt, pulled back from him, and ridiculously covered up her tits with her arms. "Angel, what are you doing here?" She blushed profusely.

"Mom, remember that I live here?" Katherine put her hands on her hips, pretended to be upset, and protested, "I just got home from some very tiring cheerleading at the football game, and I'm very upset to see an orgy happening without me." She giggled some more.

Susan protested, "This isn't an orgy! We were just, uh, giving Alan a medical test."

Alan had paused in frozen fear when he first heard Katherine's voice, but realizing it was only his sister, he resumed fucking Akami, though at a slower pace. He winked at his sister, but remained silent.

Katherine pulled her cheerleader top over her head and then said, "I think I need to take that test too. Can you all perform it on me? By the way, Akami, nice to meet you. I've heard so much about you. I wonder if you taste as good as you look."

Akami was slightly embarrassed, given that she wasn't used to strangers walking in while being brutally fucked into submission, but she mostly took it in stride. She managed to stretch out a hand towards Katherine and hoped the daughter would shake it. She joked, "Nice to meet you too. Are you going to save me from this crazy white man, ravishing my entire home village?"

Katherine briefly touched Akami's outstretched hand, and then pulled her cheerleader skirt off. "On the contrary. As another big, bad white person, I think I need to help with the raping. Historically, our race is pretty good with that whole raping and pillaging thing. I think we Plummers in particular have Viking blood. The only problem is, Alan's got you so well covered. Big Colonial Exploiting Brother, can you reposition so I could have some Asian land of my own to conquer?" She giggled some more at their strange but somehow fun extended metaphor.

But apparently Alan couldn't take any more stimulation. Even though Susan had stopped and he had stopped, Akami's hips had resumed their exquisite rotation, and it was more than he was ready to deal with. He shouted, "Mom, get back to my ass!" He could feel the cum welling up inside him, and decided to go with it. He resumed his pummeling of Akami's pussy and shouted some more, "Akami, hold on! I'm cumming!"

Susan immediately obeyed and planted her mouth back on his asshole. In an effort to make his climax as enjoyable as possible, she thrust her tongue into it as far as it could go.

His penis was practically a blur by now, it rammed into Akami so hard and so quickly. The nurse cried out, "Alan, you're a god! A fuck god!"

Needless to say, Susan loved Akami's "fuck god" idea. She thought, Yes! My son is a god! I worship at his ass! I am not worthy of his penis, but I have been granted his ass. I must please it in every way! I live to serve my son's ass with my tongue! She went at her asshole licking even more intently. She somehow managed to bring her tits up to the bottom of his ass, and pushed her nipples into his butt cheeks even as she continued to deeply tongue his asshole. One hand guided her tits while another reached between his legs and grasped at his dangling balls to give him more unexpected pleasure there.

Katherine urged like a cheerleader, "Do it, Brother! Fuck her good! Slay her pussy! Make her a slaaaave to your cock!"

All of this was way too much pleasure for Alan to handle. He cried incoherently as he continued to stroke into Akami. She cried back even as she managed to keep her hips rotating in exciting ways. Akami was shocked at how aroused Katherine's words made her, especially the way Katherine said "slave" and really drew it out alluringly - Akami thought that she was already as aroused as humanly possible.

Katherine wanted to get in the action but didn't see a good way in. She dropped to the ground and jerked Alan's head to the side, then kissed him passionately on the mouth. She held on as she felt his entire body buckle with each rope that shot off into Akami's vagina (unfortunately, the number of ropes were few, as he was nearly out of cum). But then his dueling tongue went limp and Katherine found that she was holding an unconscious head. Just as Susan had been overwhelmed earlier, now it was Alan's turn. He completely passed out.

His penis took longer to deflate and give up the fight. Once it finally popped out of the well-fucked nurse's pussy, both mother and daughter stared at the gooey mess on and all around Akami's thighs with a mixture of longing, jealousy, and admiration.

CHAPTER 6

Akami came close to losing consciousness as well but somehow managed to stave it off. Katherine rolled Alan off of Akami and the nurse lay on the ground for many minutes to catch her breath. Susan also remained on the ground, recovering.

Katherine, on the other hand, had barely begun. She stood up. Hands on her hips, she complained, "I suppose you all are wiped out now, hunh? Just my luck. God, if I could have gotten here ten minutes earlier. Fuck!" She stared at Akami, and not anywhere near her face. "Can I at least suck my brother's cum from your pussy? I've never really eaten a cream pie before."

Akami held her hands up to ward the nympho teen away. "No. Please! Too sensitive right now. Don't even touch me down there or I'll go off like a cork, and not in a good way, either. Your brother really did a number on me."

Katherine groused, "Sure. Relax. Everyone else is having all kinds of orgiastic fun, and I get to watch the cum drip. Whoopee."

Susan replied defensively, "Really, Angel, it wasn't an orgy. Akami here was just testing how best to stimulate Alan without grinding on his penis too much, and I guess things got out of hand."

Akami agreed. "I'm sorry, Susan. Things did get out of hand there a little bit. But holding Alan's hot penis in my hand and then in my mouth, and seeing your huge swaying tits and your practically steaming pussy, well, I guess I lost my professional demeanor at some point. Hormones took over. I didn't mean to fuck him in front of you like that. That must have been tough on you."

"Yes, it was," Susan agreed as she sighed. "You have no idea how much. But I understand how you feel. I mean, it's like he IS a fuck god, and we're just the helpless cunts in his relentless path. Have you ever seen or heard of any man who could put up with that much stimulation and still keep going that long? It's incredible!"

"It is," Akami agreed. She sat up and a mixture of his cum and her juices rolled out of her vagina.

Katherine, still miffed at missing out on everything, rushed over to Akami to try again. "Here, let me clean that up for you. With my tongue."

But Susan butted in. "Hold on, young lady. Alan is going to wake up any minute, and I'm sure he's had enough sex for a while. Look at him, the poor baby. Such an overworked penis, but he does it to make us happy. He works so hard to keep us all well fucked until he drops from exhaustion. Let's not get all worked up again or he'll once again find himself fucking us practically against his will, because he just can't resist such a sexy sight. Don't you think, Akami?"

"I think you're right. Not only that, but I want to clean this mess up myself." She ran a finger through the combined juices that dripped down her thigh. "Mmmm, mmmm, good. I swear, if there's manna from Heaven, it tastes just like Alan's cum."

She scooped up even more. "Sorry, Katherine." As a peace offering, she held her fingers up for Katherine to lick off. They were quite soake