All characters in this story are 18 years of age and over.
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Pastor Jake began to wake up, eyes still closed, penis tingling and hardening, his mind racing with sexual, impure thoughts.
The 50-year-old father groaned inwardly. Oh my God, what an unbelievable nightmare! It was so vivid, so real. In his dream, he had made love to -- no, he had FUCKED! -- every single member of his family! HIS DAUGHTERS AND SONS!! Cindy, Wendy, Jill and Julie -- all his four girls -- had eagerly, voraciously jumped onto his fully engorged member, as if possessed by demons from hell.
Their hot, slippery, silky vaginas tenderly but tightly gripped his cock; engorged, pink clitorises brushed and rubbed lasciviously along the top of the 8-inch shaft, creating a taboo pleasure he had never even come close to experiencing before.
He could still hear his girls' insane shrieks of pleasure echoing in his ears, feel the crazed thrusting, jerking and pumping of their lower torsos, the frenzied jiggling of fresh breasts and soft buttocks, as each was driven to ultimate ecstasy by his long, hard, veiny tool.
The piquant smell of his daughters' overflowing lubricating juices, pooling and soaking his pubic hair, filled his nostrils; he could almost taste the tang of their excretions on his panting tongue.
And his sons! This part of the dream was the most incredible yet. John and Jeff had charged onto the side of his dining table "throne", and with a violent push of their hips had thrust the stretched, hard manshafts protruding from their groins deep into his willing mouth.
And when they removed the two members from his mouth, he remembered even worse -- a vivid recollection of his sons' two hard, red slick cockheads swelling uproariously, only inches from his eyes; then the sound of groans and screams as spurt upon spurt of warm, thick, white, gooey sperm gushed from their center holes directly onto his face.
Blast after blast had coated his cheeks, lips and forehead; jets splashed the back of his throat and covered his entire tongue as the lightly salty, cheesy taste of semen filled his taste buds.
Then he remembered that in his dream Craig, his oldest, had lifted him from his seat, and then remorselessly pulled him down, down to where his son's distended, purple-headed loin snake reared outrageously from the middle of thick, curly pubic hair.
The incredible shaft -- so hard, yet still so pliable -- had penetrated Jake's innermost bowels in one quick upthrust of Craig's powerful hips, making father shriek in painful ecstasy at the son's anal invasion, ass virginity utterly annihilated, his entire body thrilling and exulting in the unbelievable sin of gay male incest.
And most incredibly, in the dream his wife Pat was there, cheering him on, herself a scene of perfect debauchery, fucking her children indiscriminately, nastily burrowing her lustful, worming tongue deep within the dripping vaginas of her shrieking daughters, coaxing with powerful fingers thick ropes of sperm from her son's depraved slick, shiny dicks.
Finally, in his dream he had screamingly exploded in an orgasm of volcanic intensity and power, as a deluge of thick, creamy cum had erupted from his oversize member, arcing in the air to fall onto the brazen, lust-twisted faces of his depraved children. They reveled in the perverted coating of fatherly goo, swallowing it wholesale, licking it from every surface and orifice, pushing fingerloads of the creamy stuff into soft, wet pussies and assholes, sharing slimy loads between intertwined tongues.
As his body transformed into a lightening rod of depraved bisexual incestuous ecstasy, the dream had ended and faded to black.
The dream was so stunningly real that it shook him to his core. Shame froze him to his innermost being. How could he face his children in the morning, after such a dream? How could he look his wife straight in the eye?
Even worse, his penis was still tingling from the experience of the dream. In fact, it was half-hard, and he could almost feel a warm mouth drawing it in, licking it, sucking it, pleasuring it...
Wait a minute...
Before Jake could have another thought, his lips felt a warm, fleshy object -- curiously soft on the outside but rock-hard within -- push past them. The long tubular pole, topped with a large, bulbous tip, thrust itself forward past his lips and deep into the soft wet recesses of his mouth, its muscular toughness scraping against the rough surface of his tongue and touching his mouth's roof.
With a start, Jake came fully awake and opened his eyes. A hairy belly button hovered inches from his eyes; looking down Jake saw a tangle of dark brown hair below it, and, extending from it, a large, fully engorged penis. A PENIS THAT WAS PENETRATING HIS MOUTH!!
His eyes glanced upward quickly and saw the face of his eldest son, 25-year-old Craig. Red and sweating, it was a face twisted by a rictus of pure depraved fucklust.
"You got to chow down on John and Jeff's cum last night, but I never got to give you mine. I got a lot saved up now, you're gonna fuckin' love my spooge. Suck it, fuckin' cocklover!"
Jake meant to scream "OH MY GODDDD!!", but with the huge sausage in his mouth it only came out as "UNGHHHAHHHUNNNGGHHH!!"
IT WASN'T A DREAM!! IT WAS ALL FUCKING REAL!! HE WAS A BISEXUAL FAMILY FUCKER!!
The realization electrified his cock, bringing it to a full massive erection immediately. Jake could feel now that it was indeed being sucked on. As the sucking suddenly stopped, a head peeking over Craig's shoulder immediately identified the culprit.
It was his 21-year-old daughter, Jill. Her plump face, too, was disfigured by twisted lust, and was covered by various dried white stains. With a start Jake realized what it was -- dried cum!