6 Times a Day

That evening, Amy came over to the Plummer house again, shortly after Susan and Suzanne left the house on an errand. She walked into the house and saw Alan sitting alone on a living room sofa, just watching TV. "Hey, Bo! What's up?"

"Not much."

"Hold on a sec while I get comfy."

Alan watched from across the living room while she took off all her clothes, stood there totally naked for a few moments, and then put her shirt and shorts back on. She definitely captured his full attention! He'd long since recovered from his earlier masturbation that afternoon, so his penis quickly engorged in his shorts.

When Amy was finished, she stood directly in front of him and asked, "How's this? I'm trying to dress a little sexy, 'cos I hear that's like the new rule now."

Her tank top was white on one side and blue on the other. It was several sizes too large, so it hung upon her loosely. But at the same time, the cut was so risqué that it did little more than barely cover her ample tits. If she were to make any sudden movement, an entire boob could easily fall out of the top. As if that wasn't enough, she kept her shorts unbuttoned, allowing Alan to see the top of her bush.

After giving her a long and very appreciative inspection, he exclaimed, "You look great!"

She smiled from ear to ear. "Thanks."

At Suzanne's insistence, Susan had recently moved a short chest of drawers near the front door so that all the women could take their underwear off and on when coming or going, and leave them in the cabinet while at the Plummers'. Amy had her own drawer, so she went to it and put her underwear away.

(Unfortunately for Alan, Susan used the bathroom near the front door whenever changing into or out of something decent to wear outside the house, and everyone but Amy followed suit.)

Alan was in ecstasy from all the eye candy, but Amy's clothes in particular drove him wild, perhaps because he'd never really seen her dress like that before. Although Amy was big on nudity, Suzanne had kept that tendency in check up until this point. In fact, Suzanne was very strict about what Amy could wear, because she still thought of Amy as her "little girl" and didn't want boys to take advantage of her. Suzanne had to approve all of Amy's clothing purchases, and she applied much more conservative standards for her daughter than she did to herself.

Amy walked back to the middle of the living room, bringing a book that she'd left near the front door. "Is it cool if I just kinda hang out with you for a while?"

"Sure. What's the book for?"

"Homework stuff. I didn't know you were watching TV. But I could just watch TV for a while too."

He looked to the TV. It was just one of the 24-hour news channels, and it wasn't very interesting. He picked up the TV remote and turned it off. "Nah. I wasn't really watching anyway, and homework is more important. Please, go ahead."

"M'kay!" She sat down on an adjacent sofa and started to read her book.

Alan thought that Amy was extremely trusting and naïve; she would probably believe anything a close friend, such as he was, might say. He tried to figure out how he could use that to his advantage so he could not just look at, but also touch, her tempting body.

He thought, Mom and Aunt Suzy are out, and Sis is up in her room, which leaves me all alone with just Amy! How cool is that, when she dresses like this? And how much more awesome will it be if she's dressing all sexy like this all the time?! Dang! But she's just sitting there reading a book. I need to make something exciting happen with her! He still suffered from low self-esteem when it came to sexual matters, but now his confidence was rapidly rising, thanks mostly to everything sexual that had happened lately. It seemed as if he could do no wrong.

Alan walked over to Amy and said, "I really like what you're wearing, Aims."

(Alan and Katherine generally called Amy "Aims" when there were no adults present, just as she, and sometimes Alan, used "Kat" for Katherine, mainly in similar circumstances. In addition, Amy had her own special nickname for Alan, "Bo." This was because they felt they should be more formal around Susan, and reserving use of their nicknames for times without parents present had always made that use a special "insider" thing among the three kids.)

"Thanks!" Amy replied. She put her book aside and looked up at him with a big smile. "This morning I cut this shirt up a bit just for you. It used to go all the way down."

"For me? Wow, that's so nice. You know what I like best about your shirt?"

"What's that?" Amy asked, extremely happy because he had so rarely complimented her looks in the past.

"I like how it shows off your nipples so well. And they're not even hard."

"They're not? What's not?" she asked, looking confused.

"Your nipples, silly. You know how they get hard and pointy sometimes? Like Mom's did today at the pool? You'd look twice as sexy now if they were hard. In fact, would you mind if I touched them to make them stick out a bit more?"

"Touch them?" Amy asked, now looking a bit worried and confused. "I don't know... Looking is one thing. But my mom says I should never let a guy touch me anywhere. And especially not in a place like that!"

"Yeah, but she means other guys, not me. You know how she said the other day that you could even walk around naked in front of me and it wouldn't be a problem? And how she said I could be trusted to not do anything improper?"

"Yeah," Amy said, nodding slowly, still looking uncertain at first. "I guess she did say you could do anything to me, or something like that. And I would like to see my nipples get super pokey like Aunt Susan's did. That would be fun!"

"Exactly. I'm sure your mom wouldn't mind if I just pinched your nipples a bit, like this." He reached out with one hand and began playing with her nipples through her top.

"Oooh!" said Amy with a somewhat erotic moan. "That makes me feel kinda funny. You sure this is okay?"

"Heck, you're not even naked, and your mom said that was okay. But if you're worried that she'd mind, why don't we just not tell her? Unless you want me to stop." He now had his hands on both of Amy's nipples, which was making her feel extremely 'funny'.

"Gosh no! Don't stop. That feels super good!"

"Aims, haven't you ever pinched your own nipples before?" he asked with genuine surprise.

"Yeah, but Mom says I'm not allowed to touch myself in any way that makes me feel too good. She can be a real meanie when she treats me like a little kid. So I'm not sure if she'd approve, 'cos this is making me feel really good. And it feels tons better than I remember, maybe because you're doing it."

Alan was amazed that Amy actually obeyed her mother about such things. Almost every child was told that they shouldn't masturbate, but almost everyone did it anyway. He said soothingly, "But you see, it's okay because I'm the one touching them, not you. So it's kind of a loophole." Both her nipples were rock hard as he kept working them with his fingers.

"Oh, I see. ... M'kay!" she said, now seemingly satisfied with his explanation.

"You see how much sexier you look with your nipples so hard?" He finally took his hands off her tits so she could look down at her nipples.

"Yeah. Neat-o!" she replied enthusiastically. She took her top off completely, the better to view her hard nipples, and then wiggled her naked tits around playfully. "Look at 'em!" She bent over and whirled so the centrifugal force would throw her breasts up and out while her firm, round ass pointed the other way. "Wooooo!" She giggled as she let her bare breasts bounce and swing.

That further drove any semblance of reason from Alan's brain. He felt uncharacteristically wicked urges arise. God, she's so sexy! And so easy! It's like she just wants to get fucked, taking her clothes off at the drop of a hat. Hell, all of a sudden all of the women around here are acting like they're aching to get fucked. Maybe it's time I start taking care of the fucking duties around here, starting right here with Aims!

He didn't notice Amy's brief grin as his eyes glazed over with intense lust.

He put a hand on one of her breasts and another on her stomach. "Look how fit you are, Aims," he pointed out as he began to rub his hand over her stomach. "I love clothes like this that show off your belly button and stomach, 'cos you've got such a nice body."

"Thanks! I'll wear more like this if you like."

"Oh, definitely. But only in this house, right?" One of his hands circled around her back, while the other cupped the entirety of her tit. He periodically pinched and teased her nipple as well. He was so aroused that he couldn't believe it. His stiff erection ached in his shorts.

"Yeah, I wouldn't want any other guy to see me like this. Just you..." she said, in an increasingly dreamy and absent-minded voice.

His hand moved back to her stomach, and then moved further down. He thought to himself, Dang, I don't care if she is innocent Amy, I'm so sexually worked up lately I just have to fuck somebody! I can't wait to see what real fucking is like. It's way better than having these thoughts about my sister or mother, at least. I'll bet Aims is willing, and damn the consequences!

His thoughts drifted lower, along with his hand. "I really like your shorts too. How is it they became unbuttoned?" he asked as he reached a hand into the area exposed by the lack of buttoning and began rubbing around there.

"I thought you'd find that sexy," she said. "I totally want to help out with all the visual stimulation and stuff."

"Thanks. I do! I do! I find it really sexy when you expose your boobs, like you did this afternoon. Your ass is totally amazing too. And I find it even more-"

She interrupted. "Golly! What's that? That thingy in your pants?" She pointed a finger right at his crotch. His hard-on was not only straining against the fabric lewdly, but it was actually throbbing visibly in his shorts.

"Um, Aims, you should know what body part that is. It gets, uh, like that when-"

All of a sudden, he stopped what he was saying and froze. He'd heard the sound of Katherine opening the door of her room. The odds were good that she'd come downstairs and see them. Dammit! So close! Frustrated again! He had just put his fingers into the top of Amy's bush. He'd never touched a vagina before, and now it looked like he'd have to wait some more.

"Why don't we finish this later?" he suggested as he took his hands off Amy and tried to find a casual sitting position that hid his erection. "I think Kat is coming downstairs, and she gets a little bit jealous when she sees me touch other girls, especially someone as beautiful as you."

"Beautiful? You think I'm beautiful? Oh, Bo! That's superfantabuwonderiffic!" Amy blushed a deep red, but smiled widely.

He smiled, because he liked her unusual habit of making up her own words by stringing words or parts of words together. He also liked the fact that she'd used her own private name for him, which she'd made up in childhood when Susan had objected to her imitating Kat and calling him "Bro". Whenever he heard her say "Bo" it always made him feel close to her, like family.

At the same time, he groaned inwardly. Arrgh! That episode only made me more frustrated sexually! I never get a chance to be alone with Aims, especially lately. When will I have a chance to pursue her a bit more? And when will I finally get to fuck somebody, anybody?

Katherine walked down the stairs, but stopped when she looked into the room. She was very surprised, because Amy was still topless. Damn! The competition is getting tougher all the time. I can't afford to fall behind. Still, that's kind of cool. Things are sexing up in a big way around here, which will give me my chance!

Katherine had been noticed, but Amy was busy reading her book again, and Alan was pretending to do something, although he wasn't sure what. He looked around and grabbed a magazine from the coffee table. He held it up like he was reading, but he was far too excited to pay attention to the words.

Meanwhile, Katherine was psyching herself up. This is the kind of situation I've been dreaming about for ages! True, I didn't envision Amy here too, but she can be a helpful catalyst. And just look at the bulge in Brother's shorts! WOW! I've gotta rise to the occasion and sex things up to an even higher degree!

She walked into the living room, acting as if nothing was unusual. "Hi, Aims. Boy, it sure is some heat wave, huh? What a good idea to go topless. Do you mind if I join you?" She began taking off her shirt even before Amy could reply.

"Cool beans!" Amy replied. She was an extremely friendly person, seemingly without a jealous bone in her body.

The three of them sat and started to chat about inconsequential things.

But after only a minute or so, Amy asked Katherine, "So, do you think showing our titties to Alan is okay?"

Katherine replied, "Definitely! It's more than okay. In fact, I think you're gonna see a lot more of that kind of thing around here from now on."

"Really? Why?"

Katherine thought about hinting about Alan's rather unique treatment, but she wasn't sure if Susan and Suzanne would approve. So she just said, "Before, the three of us were kids. But now we're turning into adults, and adults can be more lax about that kind of thing. Not with just anybody, obviously, but we're like family, so it's okay. Right?"

"Totally!" Amy eagerly agreed. "Cool! Super double awesome cool! I just LOVE being nude, but Mom only lets me do that in my room. Even then, she gets all huffy about it."

Thinking about Brad and Eric, Katherine said, "Well, that's understandable. I don't think your brother or dad would understand if you started running around your house topless. But Alan here is okay with it, aren't you?"

"Definitely," he said. He couldn't believe this conversation was going on with both girls sitting naked from the waist up. "I think it's great."

"Cool beans!" Amy said with her usual boundless enthusiasm. "Hey! Who do you think has bigger boobs?"

"Huh?"

"Kat and me, our boobs are just about the same size. But whose do you think are bigger?" Amy raised her globes, making them look even larger.

Alan was struck speechless. His dick was painfully aroused, and he wished that Suzanne was helping him with tactile or oral relief at that very instant. "Um..."

Katherine didn't want to lose out, so she cupped her boobs and hefted them up too. "Yeah, Bro, who does have the bigger boobs?"

It was a very close call. If Alan had been completely honest, he would have to give the slight edge to Amy. But he wanted to be diplomatic, so he said, "I don't know. It's too hard to tell."

Amy made a sad pout. "Awww. I know it's a silly thing, but I totally want to know. Isn't there some way you could better judge their sizes?" She arched her back and stretched, while continuing to cup her hefty melons.

Katherine didn't know that Alan had been fondling Amy's boobs just before she came in, but she really wanted him to fondle her own. She knew Amy was extremely easygoing and would agree to almost anything she proposed, so she tested the waters. "Aims, what if he checks us out with his hands? Then maybe he'll be able to tell."

"Yeah! M'kay! Let's do it!" She suddenly got up. "I'll go put on some music and we can party! Do you have some B-52's CDs lying around?" Amy loved lively, danceable music, and the B-52s were one of her favorite bands.

But just as Amy bent over in front of the CD player, they heard the garage door opening.

"Oh no!" Alan groaned in dismay. "That must be Mom and Aunt Suzy!" He thought, Talk about lousy timing! I was so close to titty heaven!

Sure enough, Suzanne and Susan had come back from shopping. Both Amy and Katherine knew their mothers would not approve of what they'd been doing, so they quickly put their shirts back on before they were discovered.

Alan realized it was actually quite lucky that Katherine had come downstairs when she did, or he could have found himself in an extremely compromising situation in front of the two mothers. Alan, control your urges, he said to himself. You could have totally blown it. Patience! This is all gonna get really good if you're just a little more patient.

Besides, maybe it was a good thing I got interrupted twice. I was so excited that I was on a hair trigger. If I could have fondled their boobs freely I probably would have squirted a big load in my shorts. Man, that would have been embarrassing! Probably would have been worth it though!