Dinner and Night Fun

The doorbell interrupted them. "Oh, this must be my mother and sister! Come" she said, and Doug followed.

"Hey mom!" said the teen futa, running into her mother's arms. If Doug thought Fiona was big, their mother was something else. She had easily more than a foot over her daughter, putting her somewhere near 7'6 feet tall; her body was also very well taken care of, her athletic build showing off her gorgeous assets and full hips. Her curly red hair stood in contrast with the vivid blonde of his girlfriend. Fiona's younger sister was instead blonde; she was just shy of Fiona's towering 6'3 height; she also had the more modest but still impressive curves of her sister, making their mother seem even bigger standing next to her. And of course, all three had the same voluminous bulges at their crotch, hinting at huge size of the monsters dwelling within their pants. This family of giants was more than a little intimidating.

"Hello dear" she looked over to you. "And this must be the boy you talked about so much. He's very cute. He staying with us?"

Christy, her younger sister, got to him, her beautiful chest almost at eye level. She took his head between her hands and inspected him, then smiled. "You have good taste, sis! Can I have a go at him?"

"Not yet, leave him alone" Fiona said. Christy let him go with a huff. Doug sighed in relief.

Twenty minutes later, they were having a quiet dinner. Her family turned out to be quite lovely: Their mother was a mean cook, and liked to tell embarrassing stories about her daughter's childhood, while Christy was a ball of endless energy, always ready to tell tall tales of her deeds at school and with her basketball team.

At some point during dinner, Doug tarted feeling something under the table. He ignored it, but then the presence came back, and aimed for his crotch. He froze still, frantically looking around. He finally spotted Fiona with a huge grin, and then the presence gripping his hardening cock. He looked down to see his girlfriend's huge foot gripping his malehood with its toes. It felt too damn good for the young man, he had to try his hardest to keep a neutral face and pretend to listen to Christy, while trying to keep his orgasm at bay.

The **** went on for almost ten minutes, when finally Fiona's mother, Mary as he learned she was called, stood up and began to clear the table, followed by the two daughters.

"You can sleep on the couch if you want, or Fiona could use her old sleeping bag and leave you her bed" Mary said.

"That's a good idea! Thanks for dinner, mom. Let's go Doug!" Fiona said, a little too enthusiastically. Her mother raised an eyebrow then shrugged.

They headed to the bathroom first, to prepare for the night, then retired into her room. They spent the next couple of hours watching an action movie, snuggled together onto Fiona's bed. With Fiona's warmth heating up his back and her long arms wrapping around him, Doug felt surprisingly safe and comfortable.

It was only after the end of the movie that he realized Fiona had fallen asleep. Not only that, but she apparently was having a very nice sexy dream, because he could feel her monster rising against his legs, and then his ass. He tried to move, but her arms kept him confined, he could only manage to move his legs a little, but that only made it possible for her monster of a dick to slip through his legs. Apparently, Fiona did not like to sleep with her pants on, or her dick escaped its prison somehow, because now Doug could see her tip poking through his legs.

He tried to move again, but he quickly discovered that he was only worsening the situation, with his involuntary thighjob. Still in her sleep, Fiona began to thrust against him, pushing her dick in and out his legs, while whispering his name. "Doug... Dougie... Do... " she said, over and mover.

Not knowing what to do, Doug stayed still, but the situation kept worsening. Fiona's thrusting was getting faster, to the point that the friction was starting to be uncomfortable; her moans were also increasingly loud. At some point, his girlfriend shivered violently, then her muscles locked in place, while her cock twitched.

Realizing the impending disaster, Doug **** himself to bend down and barely managed to catch her tip with his mouth when the first spurt of cum shot out of her cockslit. More generous spurts came, blasting his mouth with more and more baby batter, forcing him to gulp down the thick substance just to have more space and avoid spillage. Despite his best effort, the volume and flow was enough that some did slip his lips and dirtied the bedsheets. The position he was **** in was very uncomfortable, but he persevered, until Fiona's orgasm finally ended.

He finally relaxed, satisfied of himself. Fiona was too, apparently, since with the end of her orgasm, she relaxed her muscles and freed Doug from her arms-prison. Doug escaped Fiona's bed and slipped into the already prepared sleeping bag at the foot of the bed. He then finally fell asleep.