6 Times a Day

Chapter 1141: First Sex Slave - Brenda



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Alan slowly came to his senses. He wondered if he might have momentarily passed out from such an intense fuck. He realized again that music was playing. James Brown's "Sex Machine" was on, causing him to think, Now, THIS is more like "fuck your slave" music. This should be my theme song, the way I keep fucking non-stop until I drop.

He'd been on such a lustful high for so long that he wondered if he'd completely missed a song or two.

He looked around and at first naturally focused on Brenda lying on the table in front of him. She seemed very content with her eyes closed, obviously passed out. She was soaked all over. In addition to several cum puddles between her legs, she was covered in sweat. His cum was slowly pouring out of her pussy, turning her crotch into even more of a lake of cum than it already was.

Not for the first time, he wondered how she could possibly drink enough fluids each day to keep up with how much she lost during sex.

He'd also detected something squirting out of her at the height of passion, and worried that she'd lost control of her bladder and peed. But as he inspected her, he remembered that she had been known to ejaculate her cum on rare occasions. He'd heard that women generally only did that when they were extremely aroused, so that made him feel confident that he'd risen to the occasion.

He looked around and saw most of the others were up and taking care of things. For instance, all the stuff he'd sent crashing to the floor was being cleaned up or at least pushed out of the way. Still others were putting new cards, glasses, and snacks on the table. They simply worked around Brenda's nude form, treating her like a living table centerpiece. He wondered who else had climaxed, and how much they'd enjoyed it.

Amy came by and leaned over Alan. "Hey, Tickle Monster" - she'd decided that that would be her new, at least temporary nickname for him - "that was something, wasn't it? Lots of fun, I hope! You're not mad at us, are you?"

"Mad? Why should I be mad? Brenda is so much fun that she probably should be illegal." He looked over at Susan staring intently at Brenda's new collar instead of at him.

He found that interesting, but he couldn't keep his eyes off of Amy for long, given that she was bent over naked in a very alluring pose. She looked quite different without her usual hair band, with a wilder and sexier look since her copper-colored hair was more untamed. He liked it a lot and made a mental note to ask her to ditch the hair band more often.

Amy giggled at his joke, but then looked at him with a surprisingly serious expression. "I mean, silly, are you mad because we didn't tell you what we were going to do? We kind of made some big assumptions, but we all agreed it would be totally super great to spring the Brenda ceremony on you as a complete surprise. Tell me you were surprised!"

She finally stood up straight and jiggled around excitedly as she talked about the surprise part.

"Sure, I was surprised."

"Yeay!" Amy was so excited that she jumped up and down, causing her boobs to fly around in circles. Her nipples went round and round in circles hypnotically until her boobs started to crash into each other.

He remembered that he'd told Brenda that he was planning on making her his slave already. So he backtracked a little. "Hmmm. Well, it was kind of a surprise, but also kind of not. I mean, who didn't see this kind of thing coming? Brenda's so naturally submissive and her feelings for everyone in this family are so obvious. I was kind of assuming she would want to be a slave of some sort and that she'd join the harem sooner or later. That's why I had the collar already. But I must say it was a lot of fun. And the way you did it was a neat surprise, so thank you. I like all the surprises."

He remained kneeling on the floor and leaning against the table, right where he'd finished fucking Brenda. He was exhausted but spoke casually in an effort not to show it.

"Oh, goody!" Amy leaned over and playfully kissed him on the nose. She made sure to brush her sizable mammaries across the top of his head, and then went back to laying out napkins and such.

Susan overheard the whole exchange and was very pleased as well. She walked up to him and said, "Tiger, I'm glad to hear that. I wasn't worried that you'd say 'no' to having your first official sex slave, but I did worry that we'd overstepped our bounds. After all, you are the man of the house now by virtue of that big pussy taming cock of yours, and we don't want to force anything on you."

"No worries, Mom."

Susan smiled, but she said with more foreboding while looking away, "I just hope you'll like some of the stuff we have planned for later."

Then she turned back to him and stroked his arm fondly. "Son, I'm so proud of you! If any teenage boy deserves his own big-titted sex slave, it's you. She's the first of many, I hope." Then she leaned in close and whispered in his ear. "Who knows, maybe you'll tame your mommy's pussy so thoroughly that you'll officially turn her into one of your big-titted sex slaves too!"

Then she walked away, exaggeratedly sashaying her bare ass as she went. There were few things that she loved more - except those directly involving Alan's penis - than sashaying in front of him.

His penis twitched and threatened to revive, mostly because of her last comment. His mind boggled as he pondered what made a woman "officially" turn into a sex slave, as if there was a licensing board or something.

Xania spoke up. She, Kim, and Akami weren't helping to clean up since they were the guests. "I've gotta say, that was hot. Bravo! Every time I come down here I end up thinking, 'Why don't I come down here more often?' You all have so much sexy fun every day that it's not even funny. The fun is infectious, too. I'm almost reaching for the harem application form myself just for the good humor value alone. 'Brenda probably should be illegal.' Hee-hee. Alan, you're a regular comedian! And to think that you would doubt yourself for even one second. Mr. Supposedly Can't Even Get An Erection, you absolutely pounded her big knockers into the table! That was a sight to behold!"

"Yeah, well..." Alan replied uncertainly and modestly. Then, concentrating a bit more, he said, "If you only knew half the stuff I've been through in the last day alone, you'd be amazed I could even walk. I have no idea where that came from. I guess I just get so inspired by all the love and all the beauty. I mean, look around. Look at everyone. And the jokes come easy 'cos we're having so much fun."

But Xania added, "I don't want to praise you too much, though. What you've accomplished is extremely impressive, but the danger is great that your ego is going to swell massively. A teenage boy, with his own sex slave? Who ever heard of it, even if you do have to share her with her son. Don't succumb to hubris! You're a good, modest kid. Please stay that way."

"I'm trying. But you're right, it's tough. My ego is soaring right now. You need to talk to these others and tell them to tone it down. This whole ceremony was too much, don't you think?"

Xania grinned. "Yeah, I suppose. But it was fun. It's fun to just go completely overboard every now and then. Do you think you're up for any more though?"

"Nah. That's probably it for me tonight. I'm seriously going to crash. You have no idea what a

strain it was on me to hold off from cumming for so long. I'm soooo happy there's no school tomorrow. I'm going to sleep all day. Hell, I'm not going to get out of bed for the whole four

day weekend."

Katherine, who happened to be walking by to bring a wine bottle to the table, stopped by Alan

and leaned in. "Mmmm. Sounds like fun." She slowly dragged a hand across his back seductively as she added in a husky voice, "Big Louisville Slugger Brother." Then she giggled and continued on with her task.

Alan rolled his eyes. "I didn't mean it like that! You see what I have to contend with around here, Xania? I swear, I'm just going to collapse at any moment!" He joked, "Can you be a witness for my last will and testament?"

"Nope," Xania replied. "You're all talk. You're just getting warmed up. How much you want to bet that you'll cum at least twice more tonight?"

"Hah! You're on!" He reached out to shake Xania's hand and seal the deal. "Talk about easy money. What are the stakes?"

"Hmmm." Xania said playfully, "Well, it's such a sucker bet that I feel bad in ripping you off, but I'll do it for selfish reasons 'cos I'd really like to cuddle up with you. If I'm right, then I get

to sleep with you tonight. Just you and me."

"Is that all? And if I'm right?"

"Well, that's not going to happen. A mere two climaxes? With this crowd to inspire you? Ha! I laugh. But if you insist, I came down from L.A. in a pretty sweet red 'vette, if I do say so myself. If you're right, then you get to drive it for a week."

"Sweet! A Corvette? We have a car shortage in this family since Kat and I aren't allowed to get

our own wheels." He had recently been promised his father's BMW, but he still wasn't able to use it frequently because it would be part of the divorce settlement. He finally stood up and walked over to Xania. "Okay, deal. Let's shake."

Xania and Alan shook hands while he whistled the Prince song "Little Red Corvette" despite the music coming from the stereo ("Sweet Home Alabama" was just starting up). Then he sat down in the only non-dildo chair and pulled it next to Xania.

Xania thought, If I lose and he gets to borrow the car, that just might "force" me to stay down here a

little bit longer, so really I win either way, hee-hee. Heck, just imagine staying in this oversexed house for a whole week. I only wish I could take the time off. Damn!

As they finished shaking hands, Xania nodded towards Brenda's head lying on the center of

the table and mumbled to him in a low voice so the others couldn't hear, "You know that collar? It's a nice thought, but you do realize now that everyone's going to want one,

don't you?"

"Really?" he whispered back. "But I have some other gifts planned for tomorrow for everyone else. Like, I got this nice blouse for Susan, some sexy underwear for Suzanne, a big-" "A blouse? That's nice, but it's not the same thing at all. Whenever you buy a ring or bracelet

or something like that, a visible symbol of your love that can be worn all the time, plan to buy five. Five of the same general type of thing, but each one unique and special. It's just a feeling I get, if you want to avoid jealousies. Hell, maybe more than five, with the way your harem's expanding, you stud, you."

"But would Aunt Suzy even wear a collar like that? It's such a submissive kind of thing."

"She might not wear it all the time, but she'll be happy that you bought one for her, just for

the thought. And if you buy something for everyone else but her, woo! Watch out! I don't see any rings or necklaces or any such things on your other lover. Bad move. Do you see how none of your women ever wear any jewelry? That's 'cos they're waiting for you to get them something instead of carrying around reminders of their earlier lives."

He nodded in agreement, though he thought, Now that I think about it, Sis was wearing a

necklace with an 'A' prominently in the design earlier, though I guess she had to give it up as part of the poke-her game. I wonder what the story with that is. Where'd she get it, for one thing? What's the

'A' stand for? It seems like she couldn't wait for me to get her something. Now I feel like a complete

heel.

Xania continued, "You gotta be more alert, kid! If Brenda's the only one with something like that, it'll be trouble. Mark my words. You'd better hope there's a store open tomorrow

morning."

"Oh shit. I'm always thoughtless about gifts for some weird reason, but I'll definitely fix that

fast. Thanks for the good advice."

He thanked his lucky stars that he'd recently called a nearby sex shop to arrange the purchase

of a variety of extra large anal dildos. He needed them immediately to use on Heather tomorrow and on into the future. The store had arranged a time for him to pick them up tomorrow morning even though they were closed for regular business on Thanksgiving. However, he wasn't sure when really big crossed the line into too big, especially in this area. Heather needed to be punished, there was no doubt about that, but he didn't want to hurt or permanently injure her.

He hoped that Xania would stick around long enough in the morning so she could inspect the

dildos and advise him on which ones to use and what to do. He knew that Xania had more sexual experience than any other women he knew, even Suzanne, so he figured that if

anyone would know about these kinds of things it would be her. Besides, she was a licensed sex therapist (or so he thought).

Additionally, he thought that he might be able to kill two birds with one stone to solve this new gift problem. Since he needed to buy gifts immediately and needed to go to the sex shop before Thanksgiving dinner, it seemed natural to pick up some gifts while he was there. He wondered if he might talk them into letting him do some extra shopping, especially for sexually-themed collars and rings.

Akami interrupted his thoughts. She didn't seem all that interested in Xania's bet, but was

intensely staring at Brenda instead. "Sorry to butt in, but this is a very fascinating woman you've got here. Is she always like this?"

"Like what?" Kim, of all people, replied in a very defensive tone. Though she didn't know

Brenda from a hole in the ground, she'd taken an immediate liking to her. Or perhaps an immediate lust would be more accurate, but either way, she was very territorial. She strongly resented Akami's implication that something was wrong with Brenda and let it show

on her face.

Akami was quick to clarify, "Oh, I'm not accusing her of anything! I'm just saying... she's... interesting."

That calmed Kim enough to stop giving Akami a murderous look.

Akami explained, "I mean, medically speaking, I've never seen anyone cum so much. This is

off the scale. I mean, doesn't she ever get too sore or sensitive? And such a powerful emotional response. She looks like Alan actually fucked her to death. I'd practically want to check her pulse, if not for the way her chest keeps heaving up and down in such a distracting way. And her bodily proportions! Is she all, well, natural? I can only assume she's got a good plastic surgeon, from her cute button nose down to her-"

Alan interrupted, "Nope, she's all natural. You can definitely feel it when you heft those

puppies around." He watched Kim almost swoon as he said that. It appeared the mere thought of hefting Brenda's orbs was just about all Kim could take.

He commented, "Pretty amazing, huh? I mean, she should be in the movies, though I guess

they'd probably only want her in porn flicks. But if you see a picture of her mother, you can

definitely see where she gets her curvy shape from. Oh, by the way, Xania, I almost forgot to ask: how did things go with Sean?"

Xania smiled, licking her lips with fond memory. "Funny you should mention it. I had such a great time. He's really-"

Just then, Suzanne walked back in the dining room and clapped her hands to quiet everyone. "Pardon me. Attention, everyone! Even though there's no school tomorrow, it is getting late, and some of us are wearing far too many clothes. I, for one, say enough with the cleaning. We're not trying to win a Good Housekeeping award here. Let's get back to the fun!"