Ten minutes later, Alan and Amy finally came down the stairs, each dressed in a white bathrobe. Amy had had a nice cum, but Alan had held back from having one of his own. The guilt of the others doing all the work while he got to have nothing but sexual fun had finally gotten to him, plus he missed seeing the rest of his family. But mostly, he knew that if he came too many times with Amy, he wouldn't have enough left for the others.
He strolled into the dining room / kitchen area with Amy right behind him and said, "Good morning, everybody. How can I help?"
Katherine, Susan, and Suzanne were all there, and they stopped what they were doing. They were dressed in robes too, except for Susan who was in her erotic apron. Katherine and Susan were in the kitchen while Suzanne was reading the newspaper. Alan thought it interesting how it almost looked like Suzanne was the father in the family.
Katherine was closest to him and said, "For starters, you can give me a good morning kiss."
Alan sat down on a nearby sofa and spent the next five minutes making out with Katherine and then with Susan. But he wasn't the only one being greeted, since Amy got just as much tongue attention as he did. He thought, Between hello and goodbye rituals, we're never gonna get anything done around here. Not that I really mind!
But since he hadn't cum in his sixty-nine with Amy upstairs, he was still feeling quite randy. By the time Susan got to him, he'd lost the robe, and just about everybody else in the room was nude as well.
Not too surprisingly, Susan ended up kneeling on the floor and sitting on her high heels with his erection in her mouth. She let out an extremely happy sigh as her lips slid over his cockhead. YES! YES, YES, YES! Tiger was such a meanie upstairs, but now everything is okay again. This is ... MMMM! This is where I belong. Mmmm!
Suzanne had put her newspaper away and was busy watching, but she still hadn't gotten her greeting kiss. While the others had been kissing, she lubed up her breasts with some olive oil from the kitchen. Then she sat next to Alan on the sofa and started rubbing her rack all over his chest while using a hand on Susan's head to "force" her to take him deeper and deeper into her mouth.
Then she brought her face right up to his and said in her scratchy, sultry voice, "Having fun yet?" Her long tongue snaked out of her mouth and soon she and he were necking.
Meanwhile, Amy and Katherine had been making out with each other. But they kept looking over at what the other three were doing, wishing they could join in.
Finally, Suzanne got up to use the bathroom. Amy saw her chance and announced that it was her turn for a greeting kiss (conveniently forgetting that she'd just walked downstairs with him). So she necked with him while Susan kept busy below them, constantly inhaling Alan's erection.
After a while, Amy thought it would be funny to sit on Susan's head, since it was at the right level and location. But once she did it, she found that it actually felt really good to slide her shaved pussy through their mother's long brown hair.
Susan loved the treatment. Her head felt like it was trapped in a vise grip between Amy's thighs and it was "forcing" her to take Alan's cock deeper and deeper yet again. It also forced her to be more mindful to breathe through her nose (although she could have gotten Amy off her in order to breathe by tapping on her legs if she really had to). The shameless subservience of what she was being "forced" to do was intensely arousing for her.
As Amy ended her make out session while keeping her thighs wrapped around Susan's head, she started raving about the "whole body orgasma-thingy" she'd had earlier.
Alan looked at the way Katherine and Suzanne were looking at him now like they were ravenous wolves and he was fresh juicy steak. Suzanne looked especially predatory as she watched Susan devouring him while on her knees.
He worried, Uh-oh. I can't do that three times in one day, or even two. I need to start putting my foot down around here, or sex won't be fun anymore. True, that'll be like twenty years from now, but still. It's the principle of the thing. Just then, he smelled something starting to burn. "Um, Mom, are you making some pancakes or something?"
Susan's eyes went wide with alarm, but the big erection in her mouth prevented her from talking coherently. "Mmmm mmmm mmmm!"
Amy hopped off Susan so she could get up.
Susan immediately rushed into the kitchen, holding her colossal tits as she went to keep them from bouncing too much.
Katherine, Amy, and Suzanne were all looking at each other, silently considering who would get to take over Susan's spot.
But as Alan sat there with his erection poking out at a forty-five degree angle, he announced, "I'm going to go sit at the table - alone - until somebody gives me some work to do. We need to pace Alan Junior, and Amy took very good care of me basically all morning." He was trying to "ride" one climax for hours, as part of an attempt to effectively stay hard all day long and have only a few orgasms along the way. But the key to that was knowing when to take strategic breaks.
However, he was far too aroused to get up and actually go into the next room to sit at the table there. He was still clenching his butt cheeks, which helped him control his PC muscle.
"So I hear," Katherine said as she sat down on the sofa next to him, still wearing nothing at all. "Tell me more about what you and Amy did." She grinned wolfishly. "I wanna hear all the gory details!"