by Carl East
After a wonderful meal, and a few drinks Brian asked his sister to dance. She held out her hand, and he pulled her gently but firmly out of the chair. Crossing to the dance area, the music was perfect for a waltz, or at least a smooch in the middle of the dance floor. As they danced round the floor, people were paying their compliments to how good they both looked. It quite made Sophia light headed, it was such a perfect night.
At around ten thirty, someone official grabbed the mike, and told everyone that the winners of the most original costumes would be announced in five minutes. None of the Stride family was sure who would win, for the costumes were all good, throughout the room. Just then an elderly gentleman took the stage, and first tested the mike by tapping it, before speaking into it.
“We have two runners up this year, because we couldn’t separate them. But we have a clear winner, first the runners up are, table twenty-four. I believe they’re dressed in old Edwardian style clothing, depicting the English aristocracy. And also table thirty three, who I believe are the Adams family.”
A big cheer and a lot of applause followed their introduction, and they claimed the runners up prizes of a case of champagne and a family-sized hamper each.
“Next, we have the winners, and clearly the most stunning and truly class act, table forty-four. They are dressed as Cinderella, and the cast from that story.”
The applause was unbelievable, as Brian took Sophia’s hand and escorted her to the stage, followed closely by their family. They looked breathtaking, and stood around the old man holding the mike.
“The prize for the Stride family is a two week holiday in London,” he announced quickly, to make sure he got it in before the crowd erupted again.
Turning to Mr. Stride he handed him the plane tickets, and shook his hand. Every one of them was smiling, and looking forward to the trip of a lifetime. It was a perfect evening that sadly had to come to an end, but one which none of them would ever forget. As they drove home the mood was one of singing, and having a good laugh. Up until, their car suddenly produced a large banging sound, and started to swerve from one side of the road to the other.
Getting it quickly under control again, and thankful that the traffic was light Mr. Stride pulled over to the hard shoulder. There he found the back left tire had a puncture, and the worst part was, he hadn’t gotten around to replacing the old tire. He was determined not to let this spoil the mood though, and rang the auto club on his mobile.
“It’s going to be an hour and a half before they get here, so let’s see if we can’t just amuse ourselves while we wait,” said there father, as he climbed back into the car.
Just then a big ford custom built van pulled up in front of them, and the driver came over to the window.
“Need any help?” he said, as Mr. Stride unwound the window.
“Got a puncture with no back-up,” he replied.
“Where were you heading?” said the young man.
“The next junction,” he answered.
“Well look I have room for the ladies, and I’m heading that way,” he said.
At first Mr. Stride was hesitant, until his wife said yes it’s all right. So pretty soon the ladies were changing vehicles, and telling the guys they’d see them back home. After kissing her husband goodbye, Mrs. Stride and Sophia climbed into the fur-covered interior of the van, and waved goodbye as the door slid shut.
Inside there were three other young guys, all with musical instruments. Clearly a band of some type and on their way home from a gig, thought Sophia. They introduced themselves, and it turned out they were a rock band, coming back from a festival. It was quiet for a while after that, until Sophia noticed them passing a joint around the van.
“We couldn’t have a drag, could we?” she said, surprising her mother.
“Sure doll face, you’re welcome to partake,” said the one holding it, and taking one last drag and holding it back.
Sophia reached out for it, and took a big tug. Holding it for a few seconds she then let it out, and passed it to her mother. Her mother wasn’t sure, but what the hell, she thought, as she took it back and held it in the same way. After it had gone around the van three more times the girls were starting to feel the effects.
“Wow, that’s pretty good shit,” said Sophia, taking another lungful. “Is it hot in here or is it me?” she added, passing it to her mother one last time.
“It is hot…but it’s how you’re dressed. We’re only wearing tee shirts,” replied Christopher, who it turned out owned the van.
“You’re right, I need to get out of this thing,” said Sophia, pulling the gown up and over her head.
She sat there now wearing a tight fitting bra, panties and suspenders with stockings.
“Fuck gal, you’re one put together babe,” said Mike, the lead singer of the band.
“She is isn’t she? You ought to see her breasts,” said her mother, reaching over and unclipping Sophia’s bra.
The bra fell to the floor, and all eyes were transfixed to the most perfect breasts they’d ever seen.
“Fuck Chris, they’re perfect, I wish I could touch them,” said Mike, taking another smoke.
“What’s stopping you?” said Sophia.
Mike leaned forward, and cupped her left breast. He could feel her erect nipple in the palm of his hand, before he let go again.
“Amazing,” he said, looking bleary eyed.
Just then the van pulled over, and the driver got out the driver’s seat and joined them in the back.
“Let’s have a pull on that Mike,” he said, reaching over and giving it a good old tug a couple of times before handing it back.
Sophia’s mother was now feeling hot, and she too decided to get out of the dress. When she did, Mike said that explains it.
“What’s that?” she said.
“I know now where your daughter gets her figure from,” he replied, taking the joint from the driver.
“She’s got lovely breasts too guys, you have a look,” said Sophia, reaching over and unclipping her mother’s bra.
Her breasts fell free from their restraints, and all eyes were once again staring. Suddenly Sophia was feeling tired, and before her mother could stop her she was asleep. Whether it was the joint that triggered it early or the fact she was exhausted, she never the less suddenly moved over to the lead singer and began to unzip his trousers.
“Oh shit, here we go again,” said her mother.
Sophia was now sucking the lead singer’s cock, and all the other guys were getting undressed. Soon everyone was naked, and hands started to reach for both Sophia and her mother. One of the bands members was amazed at how far Sophia could get his friend’s cock down her throat, and said so. Sophia ignored him, and continued to service the cock in her mouth. She simply had to get it down her throat as far as possible, and wanted to feel his seed in her mouth.
Her mother was now placing her mouth around Christopher’s cock, and showing him what she could do. Then the other two band members took them both from behind. Sophia loved the feel of the young man’s cock entering her pussy, as she bobbed up and down on her prize. The young man behind her was slamming his cock in as hard as he could, and feeling how moist she was.
Her mother meanwhile had made her cock cum in her mouth, and was in the process of sucking him dry.
“Oh god lady, leave my balls in tact,” he joked, as his knees threatened to buckle.
It was all too much for the guy behind her, and when he came he groaned out loud as it exploded deep inside her body. Mrs. Stride turned around at that point to clean him up, and he came a second time in her mouth. Sophia was now feeling the familiar throbbing that came before the rush of seed did, and kept sucking as her pussy was being pounded still.
When she felt the first surge of hot jism hitting her tongue, she moaned and swallowed his load, and then sucked the next one in. Mike shot his head back, and thrust his cock forward and up as the next spurt hit the back of Sophia’s throat. It was her turn th
en, for she knew her orgasm was approaching, and she could feel it was going to be a big one.
When she came, the guy inside her could no longer feel the sides she was so wet, but he was at a point of no return and started to cum as Sophia grinded his cock by pushing her vaginal muscles together, and gripping it tightly. He cried out and held onto her butt as he pumped his seed into her damp cunt. By now they were all exhausted, and everyone got dressed feeling really happy to be alive.
Soon they were on the move again, and Sophia was asleep once more. Her mother dressed her, while they were on the move, and told the boys where to drop them. Before long they were saying and waving goodbye, as they walked up their driveway.
“What happened mother? Did we get home?” said Sophia, completely out of it.
“Yes dear,” replied her mother putting the key in the door, and seeing her daughter safely to bed. “Sleep well sweetheart,” she said as she turned out the light.
Chapter 16
"Come on Sophia, we're going to miss the plane at this rate," said Mr. Stride, as Sophia tried to gather all her bags together.
"Sorry dad, I'm just feeling a bit tired," she replied, trying to catch up with the rest of the family.
That comment made her father stop for a second, and he realized that he'd forgotten Sophia's condition.
"Right, help your sister with her bags," he said, smiling at his daughter and giving her a wink.
Sophia had suffered from a fall, and banged her head, which led to her sex drive increasing dramatically. She was aware that she did things in her sleep that she couldn't remember (unless reminded about the following day) and that the family had promised to keep an eye on her. Now though, they were in the queue to board their plane to London. They'd recently won a trip at a fancy dress ball, and were understandably excited about seeing all the sights London had to offer.
It wasn't long before they were being ushered to their seats on the plane, and sitting back to relax. Mr. Stride was particularly impressed with the fact that they were being treated as first class passengers. Although, he was less impressed with how the family was spread out in the first class section, he’d assumed they'd all be sitting together. Sophia, it turned out, was at the back and sitting between two guys who were total strangers.
He did try to change this, but Sophia told him not to fuss, and just relax. So they were off, and Sophia introduced herself to the passengers either side of her. On her right was a guy from Texas who was a rep, and his name was Gary. On her left and nearest the window sat the biggest guy she'd ever seen, in fact he was at least two foot taller than she was, and his name was Claude. They all chatted for a while, mainly to blank out the take off, as not one of them felt comfortable flying.
In fact, Claude could be seen gripping the armrest, and his knuckles whitened as the plane lifted from the runway. Sophia felt sorry for him, and held his hand. Claude smiled, and visibly relaxed after that. Soon though, they were all doing their own thing. Claude was watching a movie, whilst Gary was listening to music and Sophia fell asleep.
Sophia’s mother was sitting between her two sons, Brian and Colin, and they were both teasing her.
"Mom that skirt's a bit short isn't it?" said Brian, lightly touching the top of her thigh and brushing her panties with the back of his hand.
"Yeah mom, modesty was never a strong point with you, was it?" said Colin.
"If you've got the package, flaunt it, that's what I say," replied their mother, suddenly gripping both their cocks through their trousers, which made both of them jump and laugh.
An hour into the flight, and Gary was sleeping peacefully next to Sophia. Sophia, however, was mumbling something in her sleep, which Claude couldn't quite make out. He was shocked after checking her again though, to find she'd unfastened her blouse, and that her breasts were exposed. He couldn't help looking, for as she slept her breasts heaved slightly, as she inhaled and exhaled the air. He could tell she was dreaming of something sexy, as her nipples were hard.
Claude had to shift his position in the seat as his erection was getting uncomfortable, but he was glad Sophia couldn't see his predicament, as his cock was proportionate to the rest of his body. It looked like he had a pole down his pants, as he kept sneaking a peak at Sophia's nipples rubbing against her open blouse. He was feeling decidedly hot at that moment, but it was nothing compared to what he witnessed next.
Sophia was pulling her skirt up around her waist, and then pulled her panties aside with one hand as she stroked her wet lips with the other. Claude simply had to release his cock from the confines of his jeans by unfastening the buckle, and unzipping them. After doing that the end of his cock could be seen poking out of the top of his briefs. As he watched Sophia running the tip of her finger over her erect clit, he rubbed his cock slowly.
He then checked Gary to see if he was witnessing any of this, but found he was still asleep. Looking at Sophia's face he saw the expression of lust as she carried on stroking clit, and felt his cock throb with the excitement he was feeling. He spotted the stewardess a few times as she came back and forth down the aisle, but she never once came to their seats.
As he rubbed his cock, he knew that he couldn't last much longer, and slowed down. Suddenly Sophia stopped what she was doing and leaned over to grip his cock. He was taken totally by surprise, and made a loud pleasurable sound from the back of his throat as she lowered her mouth onto his engorged cock. The sheer excitement he felt from hitting the back of her throat with the tip of his shaft, made him explode inside her mouth.
He'd never experienced anything this intense, and closed his eyes as he came a second time. Her ability to engulf his entire cock was quite impressive, and made Claude ejaculate a third and fourth time before sitting back and enjoying the way Sophia sucked him dry. When he'd finished coming, she sat back as if nothing had happened and continued to sleep. Claude fastened his jean up after that, and closed his own eyes to rest from his experience.
Sophia's mother was feeling horny as well, but she wanted to feel a cock inside her. Looking at her sons on either side of her, and finding them both sleeping, she stared at the bulges in their pants and ran a tongue around her lips. At that moment she decided to have a little fun of her own, and gently rested both hands onto her son’s laps. After stroking them for a minute or so, she felt their cocks growing underneath her hands.
Little murmuring sounds of joy were passing both boys lips, as she slowly carried on rubbing them. She then quickly unfastened their pants and allowed their cocks to come out and play. Colin woke up at that point, and looked down to see her hand stroking his length.
"Ah, I guess you feel horny, don't you my little slut?" he said, feeling her grip him harder now that he was awake.
Colin reached over with the hand nearest to her, and slowly rubbed her cunt through her wet panties. She let out a sigh, as he forced her panties between her lips with one finger, and rubbed her clit with every upward stroke. Upon opening her legs a little wider, Colin slipped his finger underneath her panties, and felt how damp she was down there.
Colin then had an urge to do something very daring, and looked up and down the aisle to see if anyone was coming. When he saw there was no one, he got down on his knees and crawled between her legs, forcing them open wider before running his tongue over her slit. She pulled the back of his head into her thighs, and felt his nose pushing through her pubic hair. As his tongue darted over her clit, and his lips sucked in her soft folds of skin she started to climax on his tongue.
She then felt Brian placing a hand between the buttons on her blouse, and squeezing her breast. She turned around in the throes of ecstasy, to smile at him and rubbed his cock harder, especially around the tip where she knew he was more sensitive. Her orgasm had made her more vocal than she'd care to be, and suddenly a stewardess was walking towards them.