Between now and then
From Torg Adventure
The rest of the day passes in a blur. The image of your Mother and Sister, naked and on their knees, mouths open and begging for your cum, flashes across your mind every few seconds.
A near-permanent hard-on hampers every menial lifting-and-shifting task your father gives you. Your Mom and Sister don't make it any easier, stroking the front of your trousers every time they walk past you; your Sister taking your hand in hers and encouraging you to reach beneath her skirt and stroke her exposed, sopping-wet pussy; your Mother pulling you in for deep, tongue-wrestling kisses mere inches from your father, every time his back is turned.
By the time you all sat down at the small table in the centre of the living area of the shelter, you were close to dropping all pretense and bending both cock-teasing women over the table and fucking them senseless in front of your dopey father and shock-addled sister, Milly.
Your Mother and Tracy must have noticed the lustful, frustration in your eyes as they came to sit either side of you, suppressing quiet, knowing giggles. Milly sat silent and stony-faced, at one end of the table, your father, his attention focused on a map in his hands, sat opposite her at the other end of the table.
Your butt had barely hit pine, before you felt two hands slide eagerly across each of your legs and begin to stroke and squeeze at the bulge in your trousers. You turned to look at first your mother, then sister, who stared back into your eyes, with the same playful, naughty grin spreading across both their faces.
The both quickly looked away, using their free hands to serve the food on the table, giving no outward indication to the action occurring beneath it.
"Here Milly. Drink this." Tracy said to her sister, passing her a glass of water. "You need to stay hydrated." At the same time, you felt Tracy's fingers pull down the zipper of your trousers.
"You too, dear." Your Mother added, passing another glass to your father, while at the same time freeing your throbbing erection from the confines of your pants.
Your knuckles went white as you grasped desperately at your knife and fork, straining not to explode over the table, as your Mother's and Sister's hands slid up and down your cock.
"I think we should head topside tomorrow," your father muttered absent-mindedly. Not looking up from his map, he took a drink of water and continued, "I think the radiation levels should have dropped to safe levels by now and we can go out and search for supplies."
"I think that's a good idea," You mom replied, her fingers tracing tantalising circles around the tip of your penis. "What do you think son?" she asked, turning to face you, a wicked grin spread across her lips.
"Uh-huh," came your choked response.
"Oops, dropped my fork," Tracy said, through a crocodile smile.
You whipped around to stare pleadingly at your Sister, already guessing at were this was going. Another sinful little smile was Tracy's only response as she slipped under the table.
"Good. It's decided then," your father continued. "Better get some rest tonight. It's going to be a long day tomorrow."
"O-OH-kay!" You stammered, as you felt your Mom's hand tighten around the base of your cock, holding it steady, and Tracy's tongue give a few teasing licks at its crown.
"You okay son?" Your dad asked, looking up from his map.
"Fuh-fine dad." You mumbled, closing your eyes to the sensation of your Sisters lips sucking hard around your cock.
"Good. Gonna need you focused tomorrow."
You could barely nod in reply, as Tracy's tongue worked skilfully around the head of your dick.
"You heard your father," your Mom said to Milly, while under the table her hand gently massaged your balls. "Finish up and head to bed dear."
Milly nodded, silently and took another drink of water.
Under the table Tracy was stashing your cock back into you trousers, before clambering back up to the bench.
"Delicious," Tracy whispered, slowly licking her index finger and few drops of your pre-cum that she had caught on it.
"Yes. It's not too bad is it?" Your father said, through a mouthful of food, eyes still glued to his map.
Tracy gave you a sly wink, as she sucked suggestively at her finger, before turning to Milly. "Come on sis, let's get you to bed."
Tracy got up from the table and helped her little sister from her chair and guided her towards the beds.
You gaze fixed on the sight of Tracy's seductively swaying hips and perfectly formed ass, as your two sisters left the table.
"Sounds like a good idea. I'm going to turn in as well. Coming dear?" your father said, looking at your mother.
Your mother leaned in to kiss you on the cheek, then whispered into your ear. "Hard and long, with your cock buried in my pussy." She turned back your father and smiling, replied, "Cuming dear."
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