Thanksgiving At The Eagletowns

I could feel my prick spasm and my balls tense as my
jism began to rise. I sat there at the table looking
around at the faces surrounding me like a deer in the
headlights of a truck.

I knew that I was about to cum any second but there was
nothing I could do to stop myself. I was beginning to
pant and I knew that everyone in the room must know
what I was about to do.

When I’d first accepted Cheryl’s invitation to
Thanksgiving dinner at her folk’s house during school
break I’d never even thought about something like this.
When we first arrived I was fascinated by Cheryl’s
large family gathering. Being an only child of older
parents I’d never attended an event like this before.

‘Event’ was all you could call it. There were at least
30 people ranging from toddlers to grand parents,
siblings and nephews, cousins, the works. At first I
didn’t notice Cheryl’s younger sister. She must have
been introduced to me when we first arrived, but with
so many people to remember I guess I forgot I’d met
her.

That was soon to change.

Cheryl’s little sister was 18 and in between high
school and college. Apparently she was planning on
attending her freshman year in the new year. For some
reason she seemed attracted to me from the first. Maybe
it was the fact that I ignored her in the beginning and
she wanted to get my attention, whatever the reason she
soon reintroduced herself in no uncertain terms.

I was standing on the porch sneaking a joint when I
heard someone come up behind me and almost jumped out
of my skin. Holding the joint behind my back I turned
guiltily to see who the intruder was, only to find this
young woman looking into my eyes with her smiling face.

She said that she wouldn’t mind a hit if I wanted to
share. I handed over the joint and in the process of
smoking it to the nub I found out that she was Cheryl’s
younger sister Stephy.

To my complete surprise she took no time in offering to
reciprocate. She said she had some Quaaludes in her
room and left me standing there. But only for as long
as it took her to get to her room and snag a couple of
beers from the kitchen and her pills.

So there we were, sipping on our beers and flying
pretty high on ‘Ludes’ with the entire Robinson family
milling around the property. I didn’t mind though
because I was feeling no pain.

The fact that Stephy had her hand down the front of my
pants as we looked out at the scenery from one end of
the porch didn’t hurt my mood either. She kept teasing
me about Cheryl not being as good as her in bed, that I
ought to try a really hot lover for a change.

I just joked with her about Cheryl being all I could
handle, but I didn’t ask her to remove her hand. I also
knew – vaguely – that if Cheryl caught us like this I
was dead meat. But how do you turn down a nice hand job
from a pretty stranger in – pretty much – public?

My mind was getting even hazier, and I was beginning to
drift pleasantly and all I really wanted to do was go
to bed and fuck Stephy until I blew my load and then
sleep. But suddenly we were heading in to the house.
Apparently everyone was being called to sit down to
Thanksgiving dinner.

I was amazed at the spread of food on the table. It
looked like one of those Rockwell paintings. There were
two huge Turkeys a big ham and so many side dishes my
confused mind couldn’t even take it all in.

I was sitting by Cheryl. I looked guiltily around for
Stephy but couldn’t see her. But even though only a few
moments ago I had been thinking about fuck her brains
out I was so distracted by my a sudden hunger that I
almost forgot about her.

Cheryl poured me a glass of wine and I gulped it down.
I began to pig-out on Turkey and fixins’ vaguely aware
that this was the most food I’d ever seen in one place
before. Although the conversation was getting past me I
was enjoying myself and I was on my second glass of
wine when I felt something bump into my leg under the
table.

Then my eyes widened as I felt a hand at the fly of my
jeans, tugging away at my zipper. I stopped eating as I
felt fingers slip into the opened fly and felt my prick
being fished out into the open.

I didn’t know what to do. Should I jump up indignantly
and shout at my attacker? Should I tell Cheryl that
somebody was playing with my stiffening prick? Then it
was too late. I felt hot moist lips and a tongue that
quickly transported me into a hazy heaven of earthly
delights.

How could this be happening to me? I knew in the back
of my mind that Stephy was the one doing this to me. I
looked around the room and still couldn’t see her. I
didn’t dare to look down under the table and bring
attention to what was happening to me. How could I ever
explain it to Cheryl?

So there I was, in the middle of this huge family
gathering, who were all gobbling food and having lively
conversation, enjoying themselves immensely. And I was
about to cum in the mouth of my girlfriend’s little
sister.

I felt those fingers cup my balls as hot most lips
began to ride my cock in an ever faster and more
energetic rhythm until there was nothing but that mouth
and those fingers making me quietly groan in extreme
pleasure.

I quickly looking down to see that the tablecloth was
still covering my lap. I briefly noticed that there was
movement under the cloth as if a head was bobbing
against it.

Then as I blew my load I looked over at Cheryl beside
me.

She looked at me and smiled. I couldn’t believe that
she couldn’t tell what was happening. Then my body
jerked as cum flew and I jerked again and gasped – I
couldn’t help it – my orgasm was so intense, what with
grass, alcohol and ludes fueling it.

That’s when I saw Stephy come into the room. At the
exact moment I was emptying myself into SOMEONE’S
mouth! What the hell?! I was about to faint from my
condition when ‘whoever’ it was under the table finally
decided they’d had enough.

I felt one final sucking motion then a tongue licked
the head of my prick, cleaning it up, then fingers
pushed my hot wet boner back into my pants and it was
over.

I sat there is confusion. What should I do?

Finally I decided to do nothing. SOMEONE had given me a
fucking fantastic blowjob, maybe the best one of my
life, so what did I have to complain about.

After another hour or so the family moved away from the
table and Cheryl took me by the hand and led me up to
her bedroom and we fucked for the longest time. She was
surprised at how long I lasted. Actually I was so
drained from that fantastic BJ that I could have gone
for ever that afternoon, but just thinking about being
blown by some strange woman under the table while I was
sitting next to my girlfriend in a roomful of her
family was enough to finally make me fill her cunt with
me cum.

***

We packed up early the next morning to head back to
school. We had a three hour drive ahead of us and
Cheryl was raring to go. As we headed out of the house
she said goodbye to everyone we met and I was shaking
hands. I could hardly remember anyone’s name but I had
enjoyed myself immensely and was feeling pretty mellow.

Just as he were heading to my car, a teenage cousin of
Cheryl’s came running over to us to hugged Cheryl, then
he did something really strange. As I held my hand out
to shake his he gripped it and leaned in and kissed me
on the lips, pulling back he said, “You were great
Brad, you really were. Thanks!” And he walked back to
the house with a big smile on his face.

Normally I would have pulled back to fend off such an
attack on my manhood, but I guess I was just so shocked
that I hadn’t reacted. Cheryl giggled at me and as we
pulled out onto the highway she explained that her
cousin was gay.

Thinking about the kiss he’d given me, she said,
“You’re lucky he didn’t attack you for real. Bobby
loves to give head and he’s hard to fight off when he
really wants some guy. I’ve known him to even use my
sister Stephy to set up a guy for just that. They’re
quite a team those two. You’re lucky you were with me.”

Luck had nothing to do with it I thought to myself…

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