Chapter 728 Fashion Show Continues ['Someone' Sponsored]

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The fashion show went on through another round.

Alan called for Brenda to take her turn right after Katherine's ended, mostly because he was going to blow his load if he didn't find a way to get her to stop her excellent sucking before long.

Brenda had been barely able to stand the last time the group took their snack break, but all of her cocksucking since then had actually greatly revitalized her. She hopped up and energetically danced around to "Venus" by Shocking Blue.

She didn't even bother putting on clothes, because she was so keen to get going - and also get back to sucking Alan's cock. That meant she had to dance with a rather unusual style, generally keeping her upper arms pinned tightly to her sides as a subtle way to press against her gigantic tits and stop them from bouncing around too much while keeping them totally exposed.

Sometimes, Brenda mouthed the song lyrics, such as the lines "I'm your Venus, I'm your fire, at your desire." At other times, she riffed off the lyrics like some kind of talking DJ, saying things like, "Let me be your Venus, your Aphrodite, your sex goddess! Let me serve you, pleasure you with these big tits of mine! Slide your great cock in between them and let me squeeze it and rub it until you blast your cum on my face!"

Katherine was the one tending Alan's cock during Brenda's routine, as a reward for her latest dancing performance. Since most of Brenda's talking focused on titfucking and blowjobs, she got between his knees and gave him a combined blowjob and titfuck. Although her tongue couldn't reach any lower than the crown of his cockhead, she made the best of what she could reach.

Alan was anticipating that he'd get a relative break during Brenda's turn on "stage," but Katherine was just as ravenous for his cock as Brenda had been, giving him almost no respite at all. However, he was feeling more arousal than he'd ever thought possible before his six-times-a-day treatment had begun, making it next to impossible to stop the runaway pleasure train.

His one lucky break was that, by this point, Katherine could read the signs of his approaching climax like an open book, so when she sensed he was getting desperate, she eased up just enough to keep him from erupting in orgasmic release.

When the song ended and Brenda was done, Alan clapped and said, "Great job, Brenda! You definitely win the blowjob award with that one. And good job, Sis. It's like you and her were working as a team somehow." He patted her head.

Katherine didn't find that insulting in the slightest. She happily slathered her way all around his crown in a clockwise motion, even while she kept his shaft tightly sheathed in her tit-tunnel.

Suzanne cut in. "Hold on. That's all well and good, and I agree Brenda did a good job. Nice song selection too."

"Thanks," Brenda said proudly as she stood there waiting for Katherine to stop so she could claim her reward.

Suzanne continued, "But Sweetie, you're handing out blowjob awards like candy. Your cock is getting sucked and licked constantly, during dance routines and between them too. Even as we speak, Angel shows no sign of letting up." She coughed significantly.

Katherine got the hint and took her mouth off his cockhead. However, she continued with the titfuck.

Suzanne rolled her eyes at Katherine's continued "uppity" defiance. She told Alan, "I know you've got great stamina, but even that has to have its limits. I can see you're right on the brink."

"That's true," he pointed out. In fact, he was so close to cumming that he was suffering from his constant struggle to delay his cum. He was growing tired of the fight. Katherine actually was trying to ease up on him some more, since Suzanne was staring at her disapprovingly, but all the accumulated stimulation had him near his breaking point pretty much no matter what.

Suzanne asked, "How can you get your needed strategic breaks?"

He came up with an idea. "We could cut back on all the excitement... or... we could ramp it up! I'm gonna cum soon, so I might as well go out with a bang! You know what I'd really love to do?"

"What's that?" Suzanne asked, trying to speed things along and get back to the show.

"Mom and Aunt Suzy, I've never had the pleasure of having both of you suck my cock at the same time. And in recent days, I've enjoyed some great cocksucking combos. Including Mom and Brenda just now. That line has obviously been crossed, so why not you two?"

Susan said, "Let me answer that. Son, you know I'd love to do just that. I've been thinking a lot lately about how Suzanne and I could deepen our friendship by frequently sharing your cock. And in fact, earlier today we were both talking about how we were hoping it could happen before the day was over. But unfortunately we can't do that right now because you're just too worked up."

"What?! You've got to be kidding me! Who cares?! Sometimes I need to stop fighting it and just cum, and I can't think of a better way they blasting my load all over your face and Aunt Suzy's too!"

Susan bit her lip. "That does sound... awesome! But we're all having such great fun. I don't want to be the one who's responsible for basically ending the evening, because if your cock goes flaccid and stays that way, that'll be like popping the balloon. What if we do that a bit later? Can you hang on some more first?"

Alan shook his head and pinched the bridge of his nose in frustration. "I've held out plenty. It's time for me to cum! Now that it's on my mind, I want it so much. You two are kind of like my two moms. You both raised me and loved me; I've always thought of you two as a team, kind of like how Amy and Sis are a team. It would mean a lot to me. It's something I've fantasized about for years, actually."

Susan folded her arms defiantly under her huge globes. Actually, she couldn't wait. But her concern about ending the fashion show premature was sincere. Furthermore, she had another reason she felt she couldn't say out loud, and that was that the longer the fun went on, the more Brenda was bonded to him and the group.

Since she couldn't say that, she tried to make up another excuse. "I'm sorry, but it's better if we wait. For one thing, we're in the middle of a party and a fashion show. It would be highly embarrassing for me, for us, if not downright humiliating! You want us to get down on our knees and lavishly love your big fat cock with our tongues and lips while everyone else just sits around and watches?!"

He replied, "In a word, yes! It would be like, the ultimate! Think about it: you two do everything together. Isn't it about time you start sucking my cock together? Think how much fun you could have with all the bonding and teamwork. I'm aaaalmost ready to cum anyways. Probably in less than a minute, I'll be blasting my hot cum all over your faces!"

Susan bit her lip. She obviously was sorely tempted. She wasn't a good liar, and couldn't think up any more plausible excuses. So, lacking other options, she got up, went to Alan, and put her mouth right to his ear. "Son, of course we're going to do that tonight! I can't wait! But later, okay? The main reason is that I think Brenda had a big breakthrough when you had her call herself your 'sex pet.' She's bound to have some second thoughts about that, but the longer the cocksucky fun goes on, the more she'll put those worries behind her and bind herself ever closer to you, and to the rest of us. Remember, she knows the incest secret. It's imperative that you don't cum just yet!"

He wanted to point out that Brenda seemed about as aroused and committed as a person could get. But he didn't know what Brenda was actually thinking, and he realized Susan could be right, that it could be good to let the fashion show continue to run its course. He could enjoy Susan and Suzanne together later in the evening, so it was all good.

Suzanne couldn't hear Susan's whispers, but she saw that after Susan pulled her head away, he still seemed undecided. So she told him, "Sweetie, that's a very interesting idea, and of course I'm all for it too. But I agree it would be better if it happens later. What if you cum and then you can't get it up again? Susan's right that would kind of kill off the whole party. Amy's about to pop off to the next room to get dressed. We need to go back to the earlier rules."

She could have added that the fashion show wasn't a big deal to Alan or any of the other Plummers or Pestridges, since they could have fun together every day, but it was a very big deal for Brenda. She was thinking along the exact same lines as Susan was.

Alan was disappointed, but he decided to let the issue slide for now. He figured he was enjoying such an incredible run of non-stop pleasure that he shouldn't look a gift horse in the mouth. But it was one of his greatest fantasies, and he was going to push until it happened, soon.

Suzanne further explained, "Brenda, you can suck him some more as your reward, but only until Amy starts her song. And for God's sake, show that you can take it easy on him! Let's not end the party early."

Brenda had yet another "pinch me, I'm dreaming" moment. This evening had already exceeded her wildest fantasies, and it was far from over. She just hoped her mouth could handle it. She nodded earnestly.

Suzanne added, "Do it while sitting next to him, not on your knees, so you don't get too carried away. Don't think I haven't heard Susan carry on about the special magical feeling of sucking on your knees while wearing only high heels. By this time, she's probably infected you with that idea too."

Brenda looked away in embarrassment, because it was true.

"And again, make sure he does NOT cum! After that, handjobs only! I'm not gonna start the music until after you stop sucking him."

Brenda nodded again. As soon as Katherine got out of the way, she moved like lightning. Within seconds, she had the top third of Alan's erection in her mouth. Thankfully for Alan, after being warned so much, she was very mindful to suckle on him in a slow and tender fashion.

Alan was so close to cumming that it was touch and go for a while anyway. He breathed a great sigh of relief when Amy was ready to begin her next fashion show turn and Brenda was forced to switch to just a handjob.

Amy was the next one up. She wore a cat costume. A leopard skin design covered what little cloth there was. There was some fabric around the waist, but it failed to cover either her ass or pussy, and didn't cover much of her tits. A pair of cat ears made her look cute and sexy at the same time.

But what all the women really loved about the outfit was the cat tail. It came straight out of Amy's ass crack. There was in fact an anal dildo attached to one end of the tail, and the dildo was the only way the tail stayed on.

By this point in the evening, Amy was so sexually aroused (plus a little bit tipsy) that she had no problem getting into the cat role. She naturally crawled around on all fours before she even got up on the "stage," and referred to herself as "the pussy."

As the evening went on, the performances were becoming more interactive, so she didn't end up going on the "stage" (i.e., the table) at all. Instead, she crawled from female to female, asking them to "pet the pussy." They generally reached between her legs and did just that, as well as petting her ass, tits, and everywhere else.

Brenda in particular was fascinated by Amy's smooth and bare crotch, and stroked it whenever Amy was near (while still steadily jacking off Alan's erection with her other hand).

Amy took turns licking all of their toes while many hands ran all over her.

Suzanne, however, restrained herself from touching Amy, because of her incest concerns. Yet she found it tough not to. Only her strong willpower kept her from having a Brenda-like orgasmic breakdown.

Amy eventually reached Alan. She'd passed him by earlier because she wanted to save him for last. When she did get to him she found that Brenda was cuddled up to him as if he was her life preserver. And of course Brenda was still stroking his throbbing boner.

Susan was cuddled up against his other side. Like Brenda and all the other women except for Amy, she was nude but for her high heels. She'd been refraining from touching his cock; instead she'd been whispering into his ear with arousing commentary on what the others were doing. She'd also been running her hands under his shirt and kissing him, but had soon got annoyed with the shirt, so she simply took it off, after which she also began to accost his chest with her big tits.

"Your pet is here, Beau," Amy said as she started in on licking his toes. She knew her big ass was one of her best assets, so she stuck it as high up towards him as she could. "I'm a pussy for you. Your pet. Meeeeeeow! I'm a human pussy! What are you going to do with this pussy in front of you? Are you going to stroke it? It loves to be stroked. Meow, meow. Or are you going to fuck it?! It looooooves to be fucked! But you're the only master of this pet. Only you can fuck her. So fuck her! Fuck her good. Pleeeeaaassseee!"

Amy looked up at him with hungry eyes, but then bent back down towards his toes.

Alan was surprised and impressed, since Amy didn't normally use that kind of language. Since she said "please" so imploringly and desperately, he felt the need to respond. "Sorry, I can't. You know the rules. But don't worry. Master loves his pet. I'll fuck you again soon."

When Susan heard Amy use the word "Master," that thrilled her down to her toes. She nibbled on and kissed Alan's ear, and purred, "Did you hear that? She called you 'Master!' Isn't that exciting? Look around the room. Look at all the hot and horny women, playing with their pussies. You should be 'Master' to us all!"

Despite her clear submissive nature, Susan had issues with the word "master." However, earlier in the day Suzanne had reassured her about the "harem" idea, pointing out how the Bible mentioned that King David and King Solomon had extensive harems. That made her much more open to freely using "master" as well.

Alan groaned lustily and kept clenching his PC muscle. He felt like there was a vast conspiracy against him - all the women were doing all they could to make him cum before he wanted to.

Amy continued to lick his toes for some more moments, something he found surprisingly arousing. Finally she looked up with a sparkle in her eyes, and said, "Oh, Beau! This pet loves her master too. She'll remember your promise, because she loves to be fucked. She's going to be fucked soon. By her master!"

Brenda was being powerfully affected by Amy's performance, and particularly by her language. "Master!" That's the word. "Master!" Yes! He just admitted that he is one! Look at Amy. That's what I need to be doing, licking his feet, begging to be fucked! I've fallen through the rabbit hole tonight and I'll never be the same because I have a master now! I need a man, a powerful man, a man who knows how to take control! Clearly, he knows exactly what I need.

He's the one for me! And not just temporarily either, like Suzanne suggested. Fuck that! If I've got the best, why should I ever settle for anything less?!

Just look at everyone, cumming and cumming, over and over! There's no pretense at equality. There's none of the bullshit you see when people are dating and trying to act cool. When I attempted to play hard to get earlier, that was serious bullshit. It pains me. The right way of doing things is wonderfully simple: all that matters is serving his cock. Giving is truly better than receiving, because the more I get carried away worshipping his delicious thick cock-meat, the more I cum and enjoy it! Everyone is centered around him, keen on entertaining him and serving him. As it should be. So beautiful! Everyone is so beautiful!

She was so excited by Amy's words and her own thoughts that her hand was like a blurred fist, it slid up and down Alan's shaft so quickly.

Again, Alan had to physically restrain Brenda before she pushed him over the edge. He blocked her hand with his until she got the message. It was becoming increasingly important to him not to cum, because the continuation of the fashion show rested on his stamina.

Amy raised her head up so it was near Alan's crotch. She ostentatiously licked her lips with her tongue at the sight of his erection being serviced. "Oh yes, Master, stroke me! Just like Brenda is stroking you now. Touch me. Feel this pussy's pussy. Yes! I've gotta have your touch. Yes!"

He put one hand on her ass and the other on her shaved pussy. After further pleading from Amy, he shoved his fingers into her tight, wet cunt. Most of the time when she wasn't purring or pleading she was licking her way up his legs.

It was all too much for him. He said, "Quick Amy, come get your reward. You win the blowjob award again. That's a good pet. Get your prize." He thought that might actually reduce his stimulation by forcing Brenda out of the picture for a while.

Amy was having a sexual breakthrough evening, winning the blowjob award more than anyone else, except perhaps for Brenda.

Alan stood up. It helped to make his dick accessible to Amy's mouth, but he mostly did it to shake his crotch free of Brenda's all too eager hands, as well as to pry Susan off his chest.

Brenda groaned loudly with her newfound insatiable desire for the teenage boy who had rather unwittingly but totally rocked her world. Phrases like "That's a good pet" nearly made her hyperventilate. She looked pleadingly at Susan.

Susan scooted closer to where Alan had been sitting and reached out to clutch Brenda's hand. She whispered, "Pretty intense, isn't it?"

Brenda nodded vigorously. She whispered back, "I can't believe how much I'm getting to touch and even suck on his cock! After so many weeks when I couldn't touch it at all, it's totally overwhelming, like being a starving kid in a candy store. I've been able to suck until my jaw hurts!"

She and Brenda squeezed hands and shared a knowing euphoric look.

Brenda added, "I'm cumming so much! I'm sorry, but I think I've ruined your sofa." She shifted in her seat, feeling that she was sitting in a lake of her own pussy juice.

Susan chuckled. "Don't worry about that. We use this sofa the most 'cos it's pretty much cum-proof." She squeezed Brenda's hand reassuringly.

Brenda whispered to her, "This is so much more than just giving a man a blowjob or a titfuck. It's like... an epic adventure! Every second I suck or stroke him, I feel completely OWNED! In the best possible way. It's so thrilling to be here that I can't even describe it. I feel like I'm on a wild roller coaster ride that never stops!"

Susan squeezed Brenda's hand again. "I know exactly what you mean."

Brenda asked, "Is it always this intense and arousing?"

Susan smiled knowingly. "Yep, pretty much. But don't worry; you'll get used to it."

Amy looked up at Alan and briefly panted with her tongue hanging out, more like a dog than a cat. But she was certainly playing the role of a faithful pet in any case. Then she stretched her mouth over his hot pole and went down on him as deeply as she could.

Almost immediately, Alan shot his load far into her mouth and down her throat. He hadn't meant to, but he'd been riding along the edge of climax for so long that he couldn't handle yet one more wonderful stimulus.

Amy was nearly deep throating him, but not quite. She swallowed it all, without any gagging.