6 Times a Day-Chapter 1060 Hey, Don’t Forget About Us!

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As soon as Christine stepped inside her house, her mother was right there to intercept her and greet her. Olga asked, "Well?! How did it go?"

Christine smiled and rolled her eyes. "MoooOOOOoooom! Please. What happens on my dates is private."

Olga said eagerly, "I know that, and you know that, but we both know I can't control my curiosity!"

Christine laughed. "True. But still, I can't kiss and tell."

"A-ha! So there was more kissing! Excellent!"

Christine rolled her eyes again. "Mom, really. If you must know something, let me put it this way: I had a great time, like I always do on my dates with him, but there were no new developments. We didn't do anything that we didn't do last time." She added in her mind, Less, actually, but I don't want to disappoint Mom by telling her that.

"Oh. That's too bad. Well, what about going steady? Did he say anything about that?"

Christine gave her mother a typical annoyed-teenager look. She was particularly bothered because she hadn't been honest with her parents on that troublesome issue. "Mom, please. Don't pressure me about that, okay? To be honest, Alan was already dating a girl before he got started with me. He may not be that keen to give her up just yet."

That took Olga aback. "Oh, I see. I didn't know about that. What's her name?"

"I'd rather not say. Unfortunately for me, she's extremely sweet and nice, and all around wonderful. Beautiful too."

"Oh dear. Don't tell me he's two-timing her! I can't imagine an upstanding young man like Alan doing something like that."

Christine thought, "Upstanding young man?" True, except for the fact that he's got a whole bevy of pretty girls at his beck and call! At least I'm finally telling Mom about Amy - kind of. That's a start. But she'd freak if she knew the full truth. She replied, "No, he's not. She knows about me and I know about her, and we're both cool with it. We're kind of friends, actually." 𝚋ｅｄ𝚗𝚘𝚟ｅ𝚕．𝚗ｅｔ

"Well, that's good at least. But don't worry; I have no doubt that he'll be dating you exclusively before long. How could he not? Look at your outfit, for one thing!"

That was an embarrassing reminder for Christine. She liked wearing the skin-tight red outfit for Alan, but she dreaded having her parents see her in it. She'd snuck out of the house with a coat on, but she couldn't help getting caught on the way back home. She was grateful that at least her father Lars wasn't to be seen.

Trying to sound optimistic for her mother, she said, "There's no doubt he loved this." She waved a hand down her body, referring to her revealing red outfit. She was grateful that most of it was covered by her coat, but the coat only went down to her waist, so there was enough showing below that to make clear her outfit was skin-tight and very sexy. "I need to thank Aunt Kirsten yet again for her help."

Olga asked, "That's quite some outfit. Can I see the full effect?"

"I'd rather you didn't. Sorry. It was painfully embarrassing wearing this in a public place, but, well..."

Olga made a guess on how that sentence should finish. "You've gotta do what you've gotta do to win your man. I completely agree! That's why I have no doubt you'll be going steady with him soon. And then... who knows? Maybe more! Maybe much more! Speaking of Kirsten, you know she married quite young." She didn't mention that Kirsten's husband had also died young in an accident.

Christine groaned and rolled her eyes. "MoooOOOOoooom! Please! Don't ever talk about that kind of thing! It's waaaay too soon!"

Olga held up her hands apologetically. "Sorry. I guess I'm being a little over enthusiastic."

"A little," Christine said sarcastically.

"It's just that I know you. You're not like other girls. It doesn't surprise me at all that you haven't dated willy-nilly, or even at all. You wait and wait until you find exactly what you want. Then you go for it, all out! You're an all-or-nothing girl. So if you're willing to date Alan, then he must mean a lot to you."

Christine knew there was a lot of truth to her mother's analysis, but she was reluctant to admit the depth of her feelings. Plus, she was painfully aware that there were complicating factors about which Olga only had the slightest glimmer, now that she'd at least mentioned that he was dating someone else. She said, "I don't know about that. We'll see. Besides, it takes two to tango. Anyway, I really, really want to get out of these clothes. Can I go now?"

Olga stood back, making way. "Please. Don't mind me. And congratulations! Although you say you didn't make any progress on this date, I'm sure you did in subtle ways. Each time you go out together, you're bound to draw together ever closer."

"Yeah, well, we'll see." Christine walked off to her room.

Once she was alone, Christine thought, Sheesh! Mom is a problem. She's got such high expectations. Way too high! I don't think that my news about him dating someone else slowed her down much at all. There's no way I could tell her about the rest. No way! I can't even admit it fully to myself, and I know it for a stone cold fact! What am I going to do when the weeks and months go by and Alan and I still aren't going steady? UGH! Maybe I could ask him to lie to her about it? Argh! I don't even want to think about that right now. Hopefully it won't come to that.

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Alan came home from his dinner in an unhappy mood. He thought, I know I did the right thing with Christine tonight. Still, I can't shake the feeling that my words were at least partly influenced by spitefulness. Am I getting back at her for turning me down? I hope that isn't the case, because if it is it means that what I consider a mature, responsible, and selfless decision was actually quite petty. I do have to admit that I got some satisfaction now that the tables are turned, so I wasn't the one practically begging for a date. But I don't think that was all of it, or even much of it. I hope not.

As soon as he walked in the front door of his house, he heard a loud noise. He looked around and saw Amy standing directly in front of him, about fifteen feet away at the foot of the stairs, blowing on a whistle.

She was ostensibly dressed as a policewoman (the same outfit she'd tried on at the sex shop earlier), but it was a bit difficult to tell at first glance since the only things she wore were a police hat, a gun belt, and black high-heeled boots that went up past her knees. The gun in the holster on the belt was obviously a water pistol, but the handcuffs looked plenty real.

One look at Amy's big, wobbling tits and clean-shaven pussy caused Alan's dick to grow hard immediately. Oh, YES! Hell, yes! Just what I need!

"Hold it right there, mister!" Amy said in a mock-angry voice. But even when she tried to sound angry, she was still bubbling over with joy and enthusiasm, and she couldn't stop smiling. "You're under arrest for being too sexy and too well-hung!" She twirled a pair of handcuffs around in her fingers.

Alan was overjoyed. After a couple of hours of blue balls staring at Christine's wobbly breasts and heartbreakingly-beautiful face, he needed some quick sexual relief. Watch out, Aims! I'm gonna fuck the shit out of you! I hope you're ready to get dicked within an inch of your life!

However, he was willing to play along, since he knew that would ultimately lead to even more pleasure for both of them than just a quick fuck. He held his hands up in the air, as if he was caught. "Sorry, officer. I didn't know those were crimes."

She walked forward. "Technically, they're not. However, in this house, keeping your sister-splitter all covered up and full of cum is an extremely serious offense. And you're in clear violation of the Cum Too Yummy to Be Believed Act of 1969. I'm afraid I'm going to have to conduct a full-cavity search. And then you're gonna have to search every inch of my body too, for some reason. And then we're going to be forced to release the police cat on you."

He grinned, guessing what would come next. "Don't you mean the police dog?"

She grinned even more, as she reached him and began unbuttoning his dress slacks. "Nope. Definitely a cat. She's really good at sniffing out hard-ons." She whistled, but this time just by putting a finger to her lips. "Oh, by the way, I'm confiscating your pants."

Katherine came bounding into the room. At first she loped through the room, but as she got near to Alan and Amy she got down on all fours. She'd been listening to them from the living room, but she hadn't anticipated that Amy would call her in so soon to join in the fun. As a result, she wasn't dressed in any of her newly-purchased cat gear. In fact, she wasn't dressed in anything at all, except for a sexy pair of high heels.

But she made the best of it. She sat up with her hands held out in front of her as if they were paws and she was begging for food or attention. She meowed, then briefly rubbed her face against one of her brother's legs.

Alan was in awe. Man! To come home from a date with Christine to this! I'm such a luck son of a gun!

Amy quickly yanked down Alan's slacks.

Just as his erection bounced free, Katherine reached it and began licking it all over. While her tongue got to work, her hands pawed at it like a cat playing with a scratch toy.

He thought, Oh fuck me, that feels so good! Oh man! I could close my eyes and imagine it was Christine. He did just that, but quickly decided it was a bad idea, since it would make him cum far too soon. But opening his eyes and looking down on Katherine lapping eagerly on his shaft didn't exactly cool his ardor either. Oh fuck! Too hot!

Still grinning widely, he asked Amy, "What's the police cat doing, exactly?"

"Oh, that? She's uh, checking for contraband. And terrorists."

He snorted with laughter. "Terrorists, huh?"

Amy stepped closer, putting herself within reach. "Yeah, you never know where they might be hiding." She lifted her hands behind her head and thrust her chest out, giving him an invitation to fondle her big orbs that she knew he couldn't resist.

"So they might be hiding in your cleavage too, then." He reached forward and began groping her tits.

Amy giggled. "Yep! Thanks for checking. Make sure to do a real thorough job." She said to Katherine, "Be sure to check his balls thoroughly also."

Katherine meowed, then grabbed her brother's balls with both hands. She tugged lightly on them and scratched her nails across them in a surprisingly pleasurable way. All the while, she kept a tight lip-lock on his erection while steadily bobbing up and down on it.

Amy smiled to see that, then turned back to Alan. Her voice changed back to her mock-serious, angry one. "But hold on, mister. You're still in a heap of trouble. Isn't that true, police cat?"

Katherine looked up briefly, meowing in affirmation while never letting his dick out of her mouth. Then she went from repeatedly sliding her lips past his sweet spot, while also tickling it with her tongue, to diving down as deep as she could. She was unable to deep throat him, but she repeatedly went down far enough to choke and gag on his dick.

She actually liked that, because the choking was done carefully so that she wasn't ever in any real danger. I'm choking on my brother's fat cock! Yes! This is fuck-toy heaven, right here! She "choked" on him a couple more times before retreating back to his sweet spot.

While that was happening, Alan was staring at Amy's luscious lips, angling for an excuse to kiss them that could fit in with their role-play. He said, "Thank you, officer, for keeping us all safe. You do such a good job that you deserve a big kiss!" He leaned forward and pressed his lips against hers while continuing to play with her fantastic rack.

It was a pretty flimsy excuse, even by the standards of their silly role-play, but Amy responded eagerly, kissing back with all the love in her heart. She continued to hold her hands behind her head, because she loved having her big tits fondled while in that pose.

Alan groaned as a surprisingly strong wave of pleasure washed over him. Dang! My sisters are just too much fun. I love them all up. And there's something about Kat acting like a cat that's even more arousing than usual. It's like all that talk of hers of being a fuck toy and a fuck pet somehow becomes more real. She pleases me with pure animal instinct.

Amy, meanwhile, lowered her arms and got busy unbuttoning his dress shirt. "So, mister, I'm warning you, you can't just go around kissing officers of the law like that. If you do it to me again, I'm liable to turn in my badge and become one of your sex slaves! And don't think you can distract me by waving that big stiff tree trunk of yours around. Are you trying to bribe a police officer with your thick, delicious cock?"

"Yes, I am," he said with mock guilt as he fingered Amy's pussy and played with one of her nipples.

Katherine was being extra loud and slurpy with her cocksucking to make sure he wouldn't forget what she was doing to him. Of course there was no way he could overlook the tremendous pleasure she was giving him, but the wet noises made it even more enjoyable.

Amy replied, "Well then, this is an open-and-shut case. I'm ready to pronounce you guilty of bribery AND of being an excellent fuck. You clearly have far too much cum in your dick and balls, and far too little inside your fuck-hungry sisters!" She giggled again, finishing unbuttoning his shirt as she said that and tossing it aside. Then she got down on her knees next to Katherine.

Alan closed his eyes, trying to cope with the upcoming extreme stimulation that he anticipated. Oh, man! Man oh man oh man! I've had such fucking blue balls all evening long. Two busty and beautiful sisters loving my cock with their tongues and lips is the perfect remedy!

Katherine pulled back to just sucking and licking the tip of her brother's stiffness, giving Amy a chance to lick at the rest.

Amy eagerly took advantage of that opportunity. But after a few licks, she looked up at Alan's face and said, "Since you're such a big, cum-filled criminal, I'm worried you may be carrying a loaded weapon somewhere. I'd better check you more thoroughly." She smirked as she reached behind him and stuck a finger deep in his asshole, then began wiggling it around. "Hmmm. No loaded weapon in here. I don't feel any terrorists in there, either. What do you think, police cat?"

Katherine was supposed to just reply with meows, but she couldn't keep herself from talking. "Mmmm. I think I've definitely discovered a big weapon. And it is extremely loaded; it could go off at any moment!"

Alan strained to control his urge to cum, bearing down with his PC muscle. He mumbled, "You got that right!"

Amy crawled around to Alan's backside, leaving his pulsing erection all to Katherine for the moment. She buried her face in his ass crack, tonguing everything she could reach. She even made her tongue into a spike and then tongue-fucked his asshole.

Her hands also reached around and kept busy fondling his balls or his cock, depending on what Katherine left available at any given moment.

Time passed. He thought, Man alive! This is such an all-out assault. God knows my sisters love to suck cock, my cock, but it seems like they're putting extra effort into it. Like the fact that Aims is literally fucking my ass with her tongue at this very moment!

They know that I've just come from a date with Christine. Are they jealous? Maybe this is their way of saying, "Hey, don't forget about us!"

In fact, that was a spot-on analysis. It was a very subtle thing though, since they always gave their all anyway when it came to pleasuring his cock. There wasn't much they could do this time that they didn't already do on a daily basis. It was mostly that they were being more aggressive and possessive than usual.

After a while, Katherine sat up higher on her high heels and began sliding her brother's prick through her cleavage. She made sure to flick her tongue at his cockhead each time it got within range of her mouth. She looked up at him, winked, and said, "I think you'd better check my pussy to see if there are any terrorists in there. Do you have, I dunno, some kind of tool or appendage that could probe all the way to my deepest depths, just to be sure?"

He simply groaned at all this wonderful stimulation. Katherine's tits especially felt delightfully soft and slippery, but the way Amy was repeatedly trying to get her entire tongue inside his asshole was not to be ignored, either.