Best Laid Plans

It worked. It actually worked. Monday morning rolls around and you don't have a scratch on you. You haven't been mouthfucked, assfucked, or violated in any way. Even your sleeping bag is free of cum. You leap off the couch and jump for joy.

"Yes! Yes! Yes!"

"Hey... Keep it down out there..."

You hear a slurring voice coming around the corner. Abby yawns as she strolls into the loungeroom tugging on a sports bra and a pair of boyshorts.

"I slept really badly last night. That damn TV kept waking me up."

You'd feel sorry for her under normal circumstances but now you can't help but snigger. Thinking that victory is yours, you walk off and get ready for the day.

You're sitting down at the table eating breakfast when the rest of your family starts filtering in: your mother Lisa, your sisters Crystal and Sarah, and your aunt Abby. They all look worse for wear. Bed hair, bleary eyes, wearing either bras and panties, or pyjamas half on or half off. You ask them what's wrong and they all say the same thing. That damn TV kept waking them up. You apologise since it was you who'd left it on, but inwardly you decide it was worth it to avoid another night of Abby bum-rushing you. Or, rushing your bum. Either way.

The cereal tastes especially good this morning. You feel like you've camped out with wolves and lived to tell the tale. As you eat you notice how tired your family really is. Sarah fills her empty bowl with cereal and then starts eating it. She asks you why the milk is dry. Crystal is trying to fill a glass with water but doesn't realise she has the glass upside down. Your mother has collapsed into her chair and is staring at the ceiling. And your aunt has just thrown her arms around you.

"I'm sho glad we're altogether as a fam'ly," she purrs. "I jus' love you guys sho much."

Your family murmurs in fond agreement as her hands snake down and start rubbing your chest. You feel Abby's trouser snake rubbing against the back of your head through her boyshorts. Your breathing gets faster.

Aunt Abby starts gabbing about how she'd been hoping for another wet dream. Your family is keenly interested and asks her to spill the details. As she begins to describe her 'amazingly vivid' dreams about a certain 'handsome young man' you hear the sound of fapping coming from behind you. Abby has subconsciously started to stroke herself while standing in front of the kitchen table. The rest of your family doesn't seem to mind. In fact, dazed as they all are, they're turned on by your aunt's fantasies. Before long each one of them takes out their own cock and starts stroking it without thinking. You have to act quickly.

'I can't stand up or Abby might grab me. I can't stay where I am or I'll be level with her crotch. There's only one option left.'

Mimicking something you'd seen in an action film (or was it a comedy?), you slide down off your chair and underneath the table. A cock on your left, a cock on your right. This may not have been the best course of action. All of a sudden, Lisa and Sarah, listening to your aunt's boner-inducing sex fantasies, reach their peak, and start shooting cum under the table. Where you are. You close your eyes as the jets of splooge hit your face. Some of it gets in your hair. A lot of it gets in your mouth which you had forgotten to close. The rest of it coats your face and upper body, and starts dripping down to soak the rest of you. You swallow and try to count your blessings. Your bum is still unharmed. But you're not out of the woods yet.

You begin the second phase of your manoeuvre. You scoot forward and crawl out from the free space opposite your now empty chair, and away from Abby. You try to wipe the cum out of your eyes but feel your hands hit something hard just in front of your face. You hear your older sister Crystal gasp.

"Oh my god, Abby. It's like I can feel the dream you're talking about. What happened next?"

Abby starts to describe the way she pinned some young thing underneath her and used their holes for all they were worth. At that exact moment you try to get on your knees, but your momentum pushes your mouth straight onto Crystal's morning wood.

"Ugh, yes, I really can feel it. That sounds so hot. What I wouldn't give to just use some slut of a guy like a living fleshlight."

She backs up her words with actions, and starts forcing your mouth deeper and deeper onto her thick rod. You look up into her eyes and see she's still half-asleep, dreaming a reality she doesn't know exists. Soon she reaches her climax too, and your mouth is filled with more of your family's cum. This load you can't escape. Crystal has **** you all the way down to the base, so you frantically swallow as much as you can. It just keeps coming. You gag but that only seems to turn her on more. Finally her orgasm ebbs away and she pulls you off by your hair. She rests her tip in between your lips and squeezes her cock out from the base to the head. It's like she's milking every last drop into your mouth.

"That's what..." she breathes. "That's what I'd do to some... Cute liddle boywhore..."

At last she lets you go. You scramble to your feet and head for the door. Before you can get there, someone comes from behind and threads their elbows underneath your armpits, locking you in place. Then they lift your feet off the floor. There was only one person with that much dexterity and upper body strength in your family: Abby.

"Hey, Dougie, what's the rush? We haven' finish breakfust yet. Come back, I'll carry you hehe."

You feel your pants slip off, exposing your rear to the dangerous serpent you know is waiting for a chance to strike. You squirm mid-air but that only amuses Abby, who thinks it's a game. She starts to bounce you up and down.

"Wait! Stop!"

It's too late. Without realising it, Abby bounces your ass straight down onto her cock. She doesn't understand why she feels so good all of a sudden but she doesn't want it to stop. She moans and keeps pushing you up and down. Your aunt literally treats you like her own human cocksleeve. She walks back to the breakfast table with you pulsing in her arms. Now you're in front of your entire family. Your pants that had slipped away from your rear have stayed up at the front, so all your mother and sisters see is you being tossed up and down by your overeager aunt. They laugh, tired and still caught up in their own post-orgasmic bliss. Your aunt is soon to join them. Her balls tremble and her cock vibrates with pleasure as it violates the same hole it has defiled so many times already. She milks her first load of the day into your ass with a satisfied moan. There's so much cum that it leaks out your ass, around her cock and starts dripping onto the floor. You can't take the stimulation any more. You give up. You throw your head back and kiss your aunt full on the mouth. The head of your own cock slips out the front of your trousers and lets loose its own load across the kitchen. It arcs through the air and splatters across the floor.

The unexpected action shocks everyone awake. They look at each other, at their cocks, and then at you.

"Did... Did we just... Fuck Doug?"

You have a lot of explaining to do.