Dex and the Twins at College Ch. 21

June laughed and said, "So that's where that shot went."

Gifts were opened one at a time as they always were. It was a slow process and that took us into the early afternoon. Mom set out snacks and made up her vodka recipe. Dad and I drank beers. By the time dinner time rolled around, no one was interested in eating, so we just kept drinking. By bedtime, no one could see straight. I fell asleep, or passed out, in my recliner. I woke with a crick in my neck. Bodies were right where they were when I last saw them. I went up to my bed and I didn't get a single visitor until the morning while I was in the shower. The glass door slid open and June stepped in. She looked about as awful as a gorgeous woman can look. She moved in front of me to get her face in the water. As soon as she closed her eyes, she began staggering. I grabbed her hips to steady her. She groaned out, "Just shoot me." I laughed. She did not attempt anything sexual and because she was hurting so badly, I didn't either.

I dried her off as she braced herself against the wall. She opened her bloodshot eyes and immediately shut them, groaning, "Oh God. Make the room stop spinning." I walked her across the hall to her room. Julie was in her bed curled up in a fetal position. I tucked June into her bed and went back to my room to dress. I had no idea what I was going to find downstairs.

Dad was sitting fully dressed on the sofa. At first, I thought he was asleep, but he watched me walk into the family room. Mom was perched in his lap with her knees tucked on either side of Dad's hips. Her skirt was at her waist and her blouse was unbuttoned. Her bra was pushed up to her neck. Her face was buried in Dad's neck. His hands cradled each of her breasts. Neither of them moved, other than the smile from Dad.

It wasn't hard to figure out what the situation was. Mom had crawled into Dad's lap cowgirl style and fucked Dad's cock before passing out right there. From the look of things, Dad's cock was still buried in her pussy.

Aunt Mary and her two daughters were sprawled in a circle on the floor. Aunt Mary was on her side while Jennifer and Jillian were on their backs. All of their heads were pretty close to a pussy. They had likely been engaged in a daisy-chain. They probably hadn't been like that for very long. Their pussies were still wet. I didn't disturb any of them.

I noticed that it was snowing out. There were a few inches of fresh powder in the back yard. Hardly a puff of air moved the snowflakes from their direct path to the ground. I stepped through the backdoor and tromped through the fresh snow to the hot tub. It was cold out. I pushed the cover back and stripped in the shed and hung my clothes on pegs. I stepped into the hot water and a groan of pure joy escaped from my lungs.

I buried myself in the water, expecting that I would get some company. No one joined me and a half-hour later I dried off with a towel stored in the shed and pulled on my cold clothes, which actually felt good after getting my body temperature up over one hundred.

When I came back to the house, Aunt Mary, Jennifer, and Jillian hadn't moved. Mom had slid off Dad's lap to the floor between his legs and was busy sucking on his cock. Dad's head was resting back against the sofa thoroughly enjoying Mom's blowjob.

Those that had enbibed on the vodka concoction were all sitting at the breakfast table with their forehead resting in their hands or on the table. Dad and I didn't make fun of them. They were hurting already. Mom was in slow motion working in the kitchen. She didn't feel any better than the rest of them. Everyone was dressed. Aunt Mary and her girls would be leaving as soon as they got some food in them assuming they would begin to feel better.

After they left, Dad announced a family meeting in the family room. June and Julie, who were feeling poorly anyway, groaned and said, "Now what did we do?" We took our seats and Dad told us about the surprise that he had been holding back. Even Mom was sitting on the edge of her chair in anticipation. The twins just wanted to go back to bed as they held their heads in the palms of their hands with their elbows on their knees.

Dad looked around the room and said, "Wow, this is a receptive group."

Julie spoked to the floor, never lifting her face from her hands, "Get on with it, Dad. We're dying here."

Dad looked over at me and grinned, "I've made reservations for us at a Caribbean resort for a week. We leave tomorrow morning bright and early." The excitement of the vacation was overshadowed by the 'bright and early' and June and Julie both groaned in stereo. Mom was grinning. Dad looked around the room and said, "Well, I can see that I have a couple of takers. Your girls can stay home and take care of things here." He had a huge grin on his face waiting to see if the twins would react to what he had just said.

June lifted her head and groaned out, "Sounds great Dad. Can't wait."

Julie didn't even lift her head but she mumbled, "Yeah. Great Dad. Count me in." Dad, Mom, and I laughed at their half-hearted responses.

The next morning, 'bright and early' was even worse than it had sounded. The departure time for the Iceland Air flight was seven o'clock. Mom rousted us out of bed at three-thirty to get ready. Even for me, that's early. The twins were dragging. We shared a shower and despite my morning woody, neither of them paid any attention. It dissipated rapidly as we tended to business. We dressed nicely but casually. Mom wouldn't allow us to dress as most people do on flights these days.

June and Julie both looked spectacular when they finished in the bathroom. They used a little more makeup than they usually do and their eyes popped. I was ready and I grabbed my suitcase and wheeled it to the top of the stairs. I help the girls with their luggage and dragged it down to the foyer.

Mom was stressed because she was off schedule. Dad was just trying to stay out of her way. We all fixed ourselves a cup of coffee to jump-start ourselves. Dad used the delay to check the house and lower the thermostat. I loaded the car with our suitcases. The trunk was full and Mom's bulky suitcase would have to go in the backseat. Someone was going to have to sit in my lap and my little head was already assessing the implications.

When Mom came out of her bedroom towing her suitcase, she looked amazing. I knew she would. She would turn every head in the airport, man or woman. I took her suitcase and set in the backseat behind the driver's seat.

I didn't really care who sat in my lap on the way to the airport. It wasn't a long drive. I smiled to myself as I thought, 'Just long enough'. Dad drove and I expected that Mom would ride shotgun with the twins and me in the back along with Mom's huge suitcase, but Mom whispered something to Julie and Julie got in the front passenger seat. June slid across the seat and then I climbed in. Mom had a big grin on her face as she lifted the hem of her short dress to reveal that she was traveling commando style. She climbed in and sat down in my lap and immediately started grinding her ass around as if she was searching for a comfortable perch. She knew what she was doing and so did I. My cock reacted to her squirming and pushed up on her ass.

As we drove out of the driveway in total darkness, June leaned over and whispered, "I'm next, okay?" Mom giggled and nodded her agreement before she leaned forward and lifted herself off me so she could get my zipper down. I unbuckled my belt and lifted myself so I could push my pants down to my knees. I didn't want to walk around in the airport with Mom's juices staining the front of my pants. My cock sprang up and dragged along Mom's sex when my pants released it. She grabbed it and used it to separate her outer folds. She was wet already. Not a word was spoken as Mom eased herself onto my erection and pushed herself back in my lap. She moaned as she squirmed forward and back and side to side. I saw Dad glancing back in the rearview mirror. I saw him reach down to his lap at the bottom of the steering wheel and tug on his pants. Julie watched him do that and I wondered if she was going to get into the action too.

I reached around Mom's body and grasped her big tits through her blouse and bra. I could feel her erect nipples and I tweaked them with my thumbs and index fingers. She moaned louder, eliciting another glance from Dad. June turned in the limited space and faced us with her right foot against my hip and her fingers furiously working in her sex. It wasn't long before she was moaning too. Julie turned in her seat to look between Mom's spread thighs with her dress pulled up to her waist. She grinned as she watched my cock moving in and out of Mom's pussy. Her attention was pulled from us when she heard Dad's zipper being pulled down. Julie immediately came up to her knees in the passenger seat and laid her torso on the console and took Dad's erection in her hand. Now he was moaning too as Julie started jerking him off. Both of his hands were now on the wheel as he tried to concentrate on the road and not kill us all.

Mom gave me signs that her orgasm was building and I started rotating my hips up and down to drive my cock as deep as I could into her pussy. We were about halfway to the airport when Mom's orgasm crested and she screeched as it took possession of her body. I had to grip her tits harder to keep her in my lap. I flexed my cock hard and she groaned and gyrated herself on my hard-on until she finished with a loud, "Whew. That was perfect." She settled down and I heard Dad groan. I looked past Mom and saw that Julie's face was in Dad's lap and her head was bobbing up and down. I smiled to myself thinking about Julie's blowjobs. Dad wouldn't last long.

The alarm indicating an un-signaled lane change sounded as the car started to drift to the right into the breakdown lane. Dad yanked the car back. I could hear Julie's slurping and 'mmummph' noises. June slid forward in her seat to watch Julie giving Dad a blowjob, then she turned and said to Mom, "My turn."

Mom couldn't get off my rigid cock and had to lean forward and grab the front seatback to pull herself off. She had planned ahead and already had a wad of tissues in her hand, which she stuffed to her sex. With her dress still at her waist, she crawled over June, who was moving over into my lap. Mom stopped to watch Julie throat-fuck Dad's cock for a moment. She kissed Dad on the right ear and sat herself down where June had been. She lifted her ass off the seat and pushed her dress down to her mid-thighs and sighed as she muttered, "A perfect start to the day."

June giggled as she more nimbly positioned herself on my slippery wet cock. She was facing me with her knees tucked into the seat by my hips. She groaned hard as slid down my shaft. Her lips eagerly wrestled with mine as she lifted and dropped herself with her thighs. My hands were on her bare ass helping her fucking motion. Mom watched for a while and then settled back and just listened to the sounds of sex in front and beside her.

Dad groaned hard and mumbled, "Oh Jesus, Julie. Here I go." I watched as he pushed himself up in his seat and then yelled out, "Oh God. UUUNGGG." Julie's head stopped bobbing up and down but I could hear her hand furiously stroking his cock as he came in her mouth. She easily took all he had to give, swallowing loudly as she needed. He settled down in his seat as Julie pulled back licking her lips. She dropped down again and lashed his cock with her tongue to clean him up. I heard his zipper again and then Julie pulled herself back off the console and looked over the back of her seat to watch June and me. I smiled at her as she lashed her tongue around her lips.

I was trying to time my orgasm with June's and as we drove past the more common US airlines in the airport. She recognized my condition and she whispered, "Can you hold off until I'm done and then finish in my mouth. I don't want to be leaking cum all day." I chuckled and nodded. I pulled myself back as she went rigid and leaned back away from me with her mouth open in a silent scream. Her pussy was clenching on my cock and I was struggling to hold off.

Between gasps, I muttered, "You'd better hurry." As soon as her pussy stopped clenching, she pulled herself back off my throbbing cock and dropped down in the footwell and pushed her lips over my knob and began furiously stroking my cock with both hands. Mom leaned down to position herself to help June if she struggled with my load.

June did struggle after the second shot, even though she had swallowed twice. Mom was ready as June pulled her lips off my knob and she took her place to take the rest. Mom drilled the 'eye' and cleaned me up and then she and June swapped cum while they kissed. I stuffed my softening cock into my pants and zipped up just as we pulled into the International flight parking area. Mom handed a wad of tissues to June and sat back up and smoothed her dress on her thighs. June stuffed the tissues to her sex and pulled herself up and sat back down in my lap facing forward. I kissed her on the neck and she moaned before saying, "Don't get me going again." I pulled my lips back from her neck and chuckled.

June turned to Mom and said, "Have you and Dad joined the mile-high club?"

Mom chuckled and said, "Not officially. Before you kids were born, I gave him a blowjob under a blanket right in the cabin seat. We were caught by a Stewardess. We never made it back to a lavatory to fuck."

Dad added from the front seat, "As I recall, that Stewardess gave every signal that she was interested in getting it on with your mother." Mom giggled and nodded.

Mom had a sly look on her face as she said, "Maybe we'll get a chance on this flight." I saw Dad's smile as he opened his door and got out. He opened the back door and pulled out Mom's suitcase and Mom slid across the seat to take Dad's offered hand to help her out. She and Dad started making out right there in the parking lot. Julie got out at the same time I pushed my door open. June slid off my lap and stood up. I got out and went to the trunk.

Julie laughed at Mom and Dad's antics and said, "Get a room for God's sake." We all laughed and Mom and Dad broke up their tonsil hockey session. I loved to watch my parents acting like lovesick teenagers. Dad helped me with the bags until we found an abandoned luggage cart. We made better progress then.

Just as I expected, Mom turned every head as we made our way to the departure gate. The twins got their fair share too. Dad and I followed along behind. We laughed at some of the indiscreet gawking. Wives elbowed their husbands, who promptly reigned in their lustful leers. Mom and the twins appeared to not even notice the attention they were getting. From Mom's long strides to the limits of her skirt, and the exaggerated sway of her hips, I'm sure she was completely aware.

The Flight Attendants were particularly attractive. They looked like carbon copies of each other. Tall, blonde, high sculpted cheek-bones and Nordic features. Their long legs were barely covered by their tight mini-skirt. They each wore matching tailored white shirts under tailored navy-blue jackets fit tightly at the waist and flaring over slender hips. They each wore gold-tone nametags. I had to sound them out in my mind.

I had to duck to get down the center aisle. One of the gorgeous flight attendants smiled up at me and said in a Nordic lilt, "You're a tall one." I just smiled at her as she checked me out from head to feet. She stepped aside just enough to force body contact as I squeezed by. She started to stumble into a row of seats and she reached out and grabbed my waist as I reached toward her to steady her. I lightly gripped her arm as her hand found my ripped obliques and abs under my shirt. Her touch lingered much longer than necessary. I felt that familiar tingling sensation. She had an embarrassed look on her face and she said, "Sorry," as she pulled back her hand and rubbed it down over her slender hips. Her bare neck revealed flushed skin. She wore too much makeup to reveal anything on her face, including the fact that she was probably Mom's age.

I saw her glance down quickly at my crotch. I was sure that she had noticed the movement in my pants, which I had no control over. She smiled and looked back up at my face. The redness on her neck darkened further as I continued down the aisle to my seat. I opened the overhead bin and found it mostly full. The same flight attendant appeared beside me as she reached up to the bin to move the bags to make room for mine. As I turned to sit down in the aisle seat, I made a quick practiced adjustment to my hardening cock. I noticed the name on her tag. It read, 'Sara'. I had no trouble with that name. She leaned down and offered me her hand. From the way she did it, I wasn't sure if I was supposed to shake it or kiss it. She spoke in a sing-songy cadence, "Hello, my name is Sara. I'm happy that you chose Icelandair." Her voice and her accent were like a tuning fork on my cock and I suddenly had to lean forward to relieve the pain as my cock was pinned on my left thigh. I put my hands down to cover it but that just brought her eyes directly to the problem. Her eyes were wide when she tore them away from my lap to look at my face. She mumbled a word that sounded like, 'john-thin' as her hand went to cover her mouth. I would later find out that the 'john-thin' was 'fuck' in Icelandic. She looked down again but my hands were in place. She turned around and casually walked back toward the front of the plane. She was exaggerating the sway of her hips. I chuckled to myself at the whole incident.

I was expecting that we would all be sitting together but I had to stand up to see that we were scattered all over the coach class seating area. Julie saw me looking around and she waved. She grinned when she saw that I had my hands covering my crotch. She shoved her tongue into her cheek several times and pointed at my hands. Interpretation: do you need a blowjob? I maneuvered my cock around to pull it up to my zipper and shook my head at Julie. She smiled and pointed a row ahead of her where June was sitting. She was browsing through a magazine and didn't see me. I sat down relieved that the pain had subsided. It was beginning to soften anyway.

It was still dark outside and after I had to get up to allow a woman to sit down in the window seat, I drifted off to sleep. I woke briefly as we accelerated down the runway and then eased off the ground. I thought for a moment about the science of flight and then was gone again.

I was jolted awake by the bright sunshine rising on the eastern horizon and streaming through the window. I squinted as I opened my eyes. I checked my watch to discover that we were an hour into our flight. I lifted my chin off my chest and leaned my neck back on the headrest. Sara was standing at the bulkhead, five rows in front, looking directly at me with a big smile on her face. She was breathing kind of heavily as evidenced by her tailored jacket pulling tight across her bustline. I had seen the look on her face before and I smiled at her. Her smile turned into a grin as she pushed herself off the bulkhead and came down the aisle toward me.

The plane was half full and nobody was sitting across the aisle from me. Sara squatted and sat on her heels as she steadied herself on the empty aisle seat in front of me. She immediately spread her knees as far as her tight skirt would allow, to display her clean-shaven pussy. I could see her glistening wetness in the bright sunlight. My cock came to attention and pushed hard on my zipper. I glanced at the woman beside me. She was turned toward the bulkhead and appeared to be sleeping. I turned back to Sara, who was still grinning as she looked down in my lap.
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Dex and the Twins at College Ch. 21

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