The journey back to sanity

As the attendant practically dragged Justin back towards his seat, he noticed that the light in the cabin had changed. Glancing at his watch, he was shocked to see that five hours had passed since takeoff.

How the hell--Wait, why haven't we landed yet?

Before he could ponder it any further, they had reached the spot where his family was sitting... But nobody was there. Justin knew exactly what his sisters were up to, but his brow furrowed as he looked at his mother's empty seat. Lying there was a crumpled bit of fabric... Her blouse, unbuttoned and discarded.

"Wha--I--" Justin stammered for a moment, eyes flitting between the shirt and the flight attendant. "...Where's my mom?"

"I'm sure she's with the pilots," the woman replied, her lip twitching a little as some genuine amusement overtook her usual customer-service smile. As Justin took a step towards the front of the plane, though, her expression hardened and she put a hand back on his shoulder. "Sorry, sir, but you're not allowed in the cockpit. Safety regulations."

"B-but mom's up there--And her f-fu--Her shirt's here, a-and--"

She didn't blink as the boy stammered and struggled. "Safety regulations, sir."

Defeated, Justin slumped into his chair. There was a moment of silence, broken only by the humming of the engine... And two distant moans. Can I hear them, all the way from... No... I must be imagining it. Jesus, what is WRONG with me?

"Sir." When he looked back up, the flight attendant was holding two small pills and a bottle of water. "Please take your medicine. I'll wake you when we land."

"I... I don't..." Justin's voice was faint as he began to protest, and his resolve folded as soon as the woman shook her head.

"Take your medicine," she repeated.

"...Fine."

Almost the moment he swallowed the pills, he drifted off to sleep...

...Only to find his eyes snapping open, in what seemed like the very next second.

Once again, he was sitting in the dim cabin. And again, the flight attendant's hand was on his shoulder. She was leaning over him, back arched, her bubble butt straining against her skirt almost as hard as her cleavage was trying to escape her top.

"We'll be landing soon," she said, straightening up as Justin looked away bashfully... And when he did, he spotted the rest of his family.

His mother Kelly was snoring softly, her shirt back on--But the skimpy tank top clung to her sweaty skin, leaving little to the imagination.

Just beside her, Shelby and Ava had their shared armrest up and were snuggling up against one another. There was nothing sexual about their pose, but it couldn't help but remind Justin of what he'd witnessed. Topless dancing... That intimate moment, as their lips drew close... Sharing that dildo, inch after girthy inch... And finally, the no-holds-barred gangbang.

As he stared for much longer than he should have, Justin realized that his sisters had... Something on their faces. Their lips were shinier than normal, as though they were wearing gloss--Except this stuff seemed to have been dripping down their chins a little, and there were even a few stained spots on the tight shirts below.

Just then the curtain flew open, and several football players begin entering the cabin. They were chatting amongst themselves, but one peeled off to have a word with the flight attendant while another approached Justin.

"Hey, kiddo," the man said, slapping a hand down on the back of Justin's seat hard enough to make it tremble. "How'd you sleep?"

"Uh--F-fine, I think--"

"Mmm?" There was a soft moan from just beside Justin. "Oooh, hi!"

The girls were waking up, and they seemed as excited to see the athletes as when they first met--More excited, even. Within seconds, the cabin was a flurry of chatting, flirting, selfie-taking... Justin found himself at the center of a lively crowd, and it was one he wanted no part in.

Luckily, it wasn't long before the seatbelt sign came on, and the captain announced that it was time to land.

Justin breathed a sigh of relief as everyone shuffled back to their seats. Finally... It's almost over.