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Mom dominated the conversation on our way home . My mind was occupied with my time with Monica. Mom was true to her word as we jumped in the shower when we arrived home. Cleaning and fucking my beautiful mother shifted my focus to her from Monica. We took a walk together and when we returned, Mom turned to me and ordered, "Call Monica. I want you to pursue your relationship with her."
Not able to hide anything from her, she knew my mind was on Monica. Smiling, I replied, "You know exactly what I'm thinking, don't you?"
"Of course, Dear. I'm your mother. And some of the thoughts you've had of your mom are quite stimulating," she giggled.
Running to my room I phoned Monica and she readily agreed to meet later in the day. She warned me she wanted to take it slow until Camila got used to our relationship. Slow or fast, I didn't care. I was going to see Monica again.
Mom kissed me on my way out and said, "Don't forget, your aunt is coming over tonight."
I replied, "Monica invited me for dinner. She wants me to spend time with her daughter before we get too serious. Tell Rachel I'm sorry if I run late and she has to leave before I see her."
Mom showed no signs of disappointment, only joy as she knew I was on my way to see my future wife.
The drive over seemed to take forever. After finally arriving I was met by Monica's welcoming smile. She led me into the living room where Camila was playing. She immediately recognized me. "Hi, Sam. I haven't seen you for a while. Ever since you protected me from those bullies."
I smiled and replied, "It was nothing. I hope they didn't continue the next year."
Before she could say anything, their cat jumped up in my lap and began kneading my legs.
Camila grinned and said, "Dinah remembers you, too. I attend a different school now. It's much nicer."
Camila sat on the floor and played with a toy while Monica described her daughter's new school. Previously when I had been with her she had told her child to go to her room. She probably wasn't worried about her husband anymore. More than likely she wanted her daughter to get used to my presence. Either way, Dinah didn't care as she purred from the attention I was giving her neck.
It was fun talking to Monica like old times and before I knew it an hour had passed. She excused herself to prepare dinner, telling me to watch TV with Camila. I let her daughter pick a show as I took care of Dinah. As she flipped through the channel selections, it was clear that Monica had blocked out a lot of the shows so her daughter couldn't pick an inappropriate one. Finally ending up on an animal program, her interest was locked on the show.
Not thirty minutes later, Monica called for us. After dinner, we made our way back to the living room. Monica told Camila to go to her room to play as she wanted to talk to me alone. Camila looked at me and whined, "I want to remain out here with Sam."
Looking sorrowfully at me she whined, "Wouldn't you like me to be here? Tell Mom I can stay."
Before Monica could speak, I replied, "I like your company, too, but you have to obey your mother. She loves you and knows what's best for you. Respecting your mother is the most important thing you can do."
"Okay, will you be over again, Sam?".
"Of course, goodnight."
She got up and ambled back to her room. As I heard the door close, I turned to Monica. If it was some sort of test I passed with flying colors as I saw her beaming face of approval.
"Thanks so much, Sam. I'm probably overprotective of her, but she means everything to me. You handled the situation perfectly."
Her clothes were conservative, probably because Camila was with us most of the night and she didn't want to risk me leering at her. Her long dress hid her luscious body, but I didn't care as I enjoyed being with her. We talked for an hour before she asked whether I had entertained any new clients. Blushing, I said, "There was one after you. It was a woman Mom and I knew. She wasn't a paying customer."
"Hmm. Who could that be? It was your aunt, wasn't it?" she asked, sexily smiling.
"As a matter of fact, yes. It was a surprise to both of us. Are you sure you want to discuss this?"
"Sam, I love you and don't mind sharing you. Describe to me in detail the night you made love to your aunt."
She never failed to amaze me. How many women wouldn't mind that their boyfriend was fucking other women? Was it her French background? In any case, I was lucky to be with her. Relating the entire story to her, she squirmed in her seat as she listened to every detail. When I told her about Rachel's bald pussy, she let out a shriek.
"Seriously, your aunt is shaven? You have to introduce us. I've wondered what it'd be like licking a clean mound. I'm leaking thinking about it."
When I finished my story Monica's face was flushed and hot, excited from my description of my incestuous romp with Rachel. Since it was getting late, we decided to visit again tomorrow. She led me out of the house and once we were safe from Camila catching us, she passionately kissed me.
I wanted to take her right there and she knew it. She uttered, "I know you want more, Sam, but I want Camila to get used to us as friends first. Be patient. Our time will come."
I replied, "Don't worry, I'll wait until you're ready, as long as it takes. I love you and am not letting you go."
She reached down and squeezed my cock through my pants and reassuringly croaked, "At least I know you'll be taken care of when you get back to your mom. Say hello to Melissa for me." She turned to go back into the house. She knew Mom was going to get a pounding tonight.
It was late when I arrived home and I wondered if Rachel was still there and if she'd need me to walk her to her place. Since it was quiet in the house, I figured they had ventured out for the night. Entering our bedroom, I found out a different scenario had occurred. Rachel was grinding on top of Mom's body. Both were nude and it was evident they had some fun without me as their pussies were wet with cum. They were so engrossed in their kissing that they didn't hear me enter.
Quickly shucking my clothes, I approached the pair with an already rock-hard cock, anxious and ready to unleash my lust I'd built up with Monica. Mom's legs on the bottom were spread out and Rachel's was open far enough for me crawl up between them. When I got to within an inch of her bald pussy, I grabbed her hips and buried my cock to the hilt. Abruptly ending her kiss with Mom, she screamed out in pleasure. They must have had quite a session as her channel was hot and juicy. She could only groan as I pummeled her slippery slot. Her hands squeezed Mom's tits as her excitement grew.
Unable to see Mom's face, I heard her above Rachel's groaning. "Welcome home, Sam. We missed you."
"I see that Mom. Hopefully, I can help you girls out." Another dozen strokes and my aunt's pussy contracted on my hard prick. Her muscles relaxed as she melded to Mom. Pulling my slick staff out of Rachel, I shoved her spent body up until her leaking pussy rested on Mom's stomach.
Looking down, I saw Mom raising her hips, presenting her hairy pussy for the pounding she needed. Wasting no time, I shoved my anxious cock deep into Mom's hungry hole. It was her turn to groan as she hugged Rachel tight. Lucky for me, they were already excited and Mom would be easy to bring to climax. There was no finesse as I shoved as hard and fast as I could in and out of her hungry slot.
After a dozen strokes, Mom howled as she experienced her orgasm. Her pussy tried in vain to coax me to erupt my load of cum as her walls tightened around my shaft. She finally gave up and lowered her hips to the bed. Pulling out of her, a glob of cum dripped on the bed. I pulled Rachel off Mom, positioning her so both women were next to each other, flat on their backs.
Moving up to Rachel, I shoved my prick to the bottom and rewarded her with a dozen strokes, She moaned in pleasure being fucked so soon after her orgasm. Pulling out, I moved to Mom and repeated with her. Their eyes were glazed over as they were being serviced by their son and nephew. After the same amount of strokes I did to Rachel, I pulled out and allowed my dripping prick to teasingly bob up and down.
"Which one of you beautiful girls would like my load of cum tonight. My girlfriend couldn't help so it's up to one of you to drain me."
They both giggled as they spread their legs, trying to entice me to choose one over the other. Mom smiled as I moved between her legs. She knew her son couldn't resist his mother. She brought her hands up to my head and pulled me in for a kiss. She tasted like Rachel's pussy. Releasing my mouth, she muttered, "Let Rachel have it. Fuck my sister and fill her with your sperm. Since she's given me a night of bliss, I want her to get the ultimate gift, you."
Rachel squealed with delight, cupping her breasts and tweaking her nipples in anticipation. Crawling over between my aunt's splayed out legs, I placed my bloated head at her entrance. Lowering down on her hot body, my prick slid in until my balls slapped against her ass. Her arms wrapped around me as I began thrusting as hard as before. There would be no drawn-out love-making tonight. Locking my lips to hers, I pummeled her pussy as her body writhed below me.
She knew I was close. Wrapping her legs around me, she lifted her pelvis for maximum penetration. Her eyes conveyed how much she loved the attention I was giving her. Holding her tight, I pounded her as deep and hard as I could. Not more than two dozen strokes later, my shaft expanded as her nails dug into my back. A full day's load of cum spewed out and bathed her walls. Her pussy squeezed tight as her orgasm hit her. I kept filling her cavern with virile sperm as she milked my prick dry. She was gasping for breath as her body wracked with pleasure.
When she relaxed I remained melded to her body, knowing she liked the close, fleshy contact after sex. After she unwrapped her legs, I rolled off as we recovered from our joining. Rachel was the first to speak. "Monica is your girlfriend but we're getting all the benefits. Not that I'm complaining."
We all fell asleep soon after, exhausted after our coupling.
*****
Several more days in the week I visited Monica and Camila. I looked forward to going over to be with them and Mom was ecstatic on how happy I was when I came back. When I didn't go see them, Mom and I would go out to eat at the restaurant where Lisa worked. Rachel would come with us once in a while, but it was usually Mom and me. We didn't give Lisa another show and after a few times, she quit asking if we wanted any ground pepper.
One time we arrived and there were no booths available so the hostess had us sit at a table outside of Lisa's serving area. Lisa noticed and was visibly upset. She gave me her text number so I could notify her ahead of time in the future. After that mishap, Lisa made sure to take good care of us. She lingered longer each time to talk with us. It was plain to see she was intelligent and focused on her future. Her server job was a part-time gig while she finished her nursing degree. Additionally, she hired out as a nanny, not leaving her any free time. After her degree, she wanted to become a certified midwife.
Mom's tips were larger each time we dined out. One afternoon, Mom and Rachel told me to text Lisa we'd be showing up for dinner.
Expecting us, Lisa quickly led us to a booth. Mom sat down on the end so Rachel and I could sit opposite her. Lisa did a double-take since this was a first. Mom had sat by me previously. She took our drink order and left to fill them. My aunt pushed the table towards Mom until we had a large gap on our side. Mom's giggling gave away their hidden agenda. They had something devious planned today. Rachel's skirt was high enough to expose her panties. Reaching down she pulled her underwear off and stuffed them between us. Moving her skirt down an inch or so, she grinned as she croaked, "Let the show begin."
When Lisa came back with our drinks, she noticed the gap and said, "It looks like one of our larger patrons must have been here. The table has been moved over. Do you want me to get someone to help you shift it back in position?"
Rachel quickly replied, "No, Lisa. It's fine. I'm a little hot tonight. It's good to get some fresh air."
Lisa's brow frowned as her eyes drifted down to my aunt's exposed thighs. "Okay, if you change your mind, let me know. What would you like to order tonight?"
Mom made her selection and when it was Rachel's turn, she said, "I'm not picky tonight, some kind of pasta I can spice up with fresh ground pepper. Sam would like a similar dish but one that requires shaved cheese on top."
Lisa's smile broadened as she knew she was going to be treated to another erotic display tonight. She piped, "I know exactly what you need. I can't wait to surprise you."
She broke into a trot to submit our order. Turning to Rachel, I said, "You could have at least told me you were planning on a performance tonight."
She replied, "That wouldn't be nearly as fun. Once your Mom described your earlier exhibition, I knew I had to up the ante."
Telling me to keep watch, she reached over to unbuckle my belt and unzip my jeans. Lifting my hips enabled her to pull my pants and shorts down past my balls. Firmly holding my prick, she stroked until I was hard. Unfolding the large table napkin, she covered my turgid tool while she prepared herself for the event.
She shifted her skirt up to her waist, exposing her bald pussy. Bringing my hand under her leg, she led it to her juicy honey-pot. Mom smiled as Rachel groaned when my fingers sunk in my aunt's pussy. She slid back, elevating her pelvis so the display would be even more erotic. Covering her wanton exhibition with her napkin, she snaked her hand back to my cock.
She continued to stroke my concealed, hard staff while we waited for Lisa's return. It wasn't long before we saw her bringing our entrees. My eyes were locked onto her firm, braless tits pushing out against her tight blouse. Her hard nipples were engorged and poking out the sheer material. She was anticipating another sexy presentation. After setting Mom's dish down, she reached over with Rachel's when she looked down to see my aunt's covered groin. "Pepper, Rachel?" she begged.
"Please, Lisa," Rachel smirked as Lisa leaned over with the pepper shaker, mashing her soft tit against my shoulder. As soon as she started to grind, my aunt removed the napkin, displaying her smooth, slick pussy with my fingers lodged in deep. I pulled out and shoved back in as Lisa stared at our incestuous display. Her breathing was rapid as she unknowingly ground pepper faster.
"Enough, Lisa. Sam needs his plate served." Lisa stopped grinding as she slowly backed up to retrieve my plate. Once it was on the table, Rachel demanded, "He needs some grated cheese."
As Lisa leaned over to shave the block of cheese, Rachel removed the napkin off my hard cock. Lisa abruptly stopped working as her eyes locked onto Rachel's petite hand pumping up and down my erect prick. Twisting my bloated head, precum oozed out which was immediately smeared around my crown by my aunt's skilled hand. Lisa's eyes widened more than I've ever seen as she watched our erotic act. She slowly grated more cheese as Rachel made a scene with my upright pole.
Afraid of Lisa covering my plate with an inch of cheese, Rachel threw the napkin back on my crotch and said, "Thanks, Lisa. That's more than enough cheese."
Lost for words, Lisa turned and walked away. I wondered if she went to the backroom to satisfy herself. Rachel grabbed her panties from between us and wrapped it on top of my cock as she accelerated her stroking. It didn't long to fill her silky underwear with a load of cum. Placing her soiled undies on the seat, she slid my fingers out to lower her skirt back in position. I pulled my shorts and pants up and we laughed as we ate through our peppery and cheese entrees.
Lisa's face was still flushed when she brought the check. Mom laid down enough cash with a larger than normal tip before she and Rachel left for the door. As expected, Lisa swept in as soon as the ladies were away from me.
Picking up the money, she said, "Thanks so much but I feel guilty. I should be the one tipping." She smiled and moved her leg between mine as before, pressing her upper thigh against my cock. Leaning in close enough to press her covered breasts into my chest, she whispered in my ear. "So, do you prefer hairy or bald?"
I whispered back, "Like they say, bushy is best."
Taking a deep breath she replied, "We have the same tastes, although your aunt could change my mind."
Before she could back off I grabbed her hand and placed Rachel's soaked panties in her palm. "My poor aunt had to clean up the mess I made. Sorry, it's a little sticky."
On my way out I didn't have to look back to know she was in our booth relieving herself.
*****
After two more visits with Monica, she asked me to bring Mom over with me. Mom had offered to baby-sit and Monica wanted to take her up on the offer but not before she was sure Mom was the right fit. Mom was elated to help out and was dressed like a first-grade school teacher. Mom and Monica didn't acknowledge their first time together at our place. Mom easily switched to mother mode and Monica was impressed by how well she worked with her daughter.
On Thursday Monica asked Mom to stay with her over the weekend, starting on Friday night. She has a guest bedroom she could stay in while she ascertained Mom knew all the routines Monica had set up for Camila. Mom agreed and they decided I would not visit so they could concentrate on their training. Dropping Mom off, I made my way back home for some quiet time on the weekend.
After eating a light dinner, I showered and when I stepped into the bedroom I heard sounds coming from the closet. I froze, not knowing if an intruder was in the house. Not long after, I heard Rachel yelp, "Hey, Sam. Look what I found in here."
She strolled out of the closet cloaked in Mom's short, pink nightie. It was the one that barely covered Mom's panties, but my sexy aunt was nude underneath. Dropping my towel, my prick started to rise at the erotic sight. Memories came back when Mom was dressed in it and wanted me to feel her thighs under the pretense of checking for cellulite. My prick quickly ballooned to full size.
With my prick bobbing up and down, I paraded over to hug her. Holding her tight I passionately kissed her. My hand sought out her bald pussy, which was barely covered by the short nightie. Her slit was already wet, anticipating what might occur when she heard me in the shower.
Not spoiling her expectations, I lowered her to the bed at the same time my cock entered her slick slot. Once my weight was fully on her, my cock was already buried to the hilt. Keeping my lips locked on hers, I pumped her horny pussy, providing her the attention she craved. Her eyes were filled with lust as we furiously fucked. Wrapping my arms around her, I pulled her tight, squashing her fat tits against my chest. We released our mouths to breathe in deep. Knowing the first orgasm would approach fast, we didn't slow down to make it last. Her hips humped up as I thrust into her depths.
Feeling my shaft thickening, she wrapped her legs around me to pull me in deep. Two squirts of cum had already erupted from my prick before her walls clamped down, signaling her own orgasm. Her cavern sloshed as I filled her with a day's worth of sperm-laden cum. We both groaned through our incestuous liaison. Her legs unwrapped and fell to the bed as my body relaxed on top of her slick body. We were silent, enjoying the post-coital bliss.She was the first to speak. "Wow, if I didn't know any better, I'd say this nightie has some history with you."
I told her of Mom's method of switching lingerie and the pink one was when I first felt Mom's luscious thighs. She giggled, hearing about Mom's seduction antics.
"Your Mom called me today and told me she was staying at Monica's for the weekend and I should come over to keep you company. Of course, I was glad to help out with her lonely, bored, hung son. By the way, why haven't I met Monica yet?"
"Don't worry, Auntie. You'll meet her. She's protective of her daughter and doesn't want to jeopardize harming their relationship. Mom's learning how to care for her so we can have time to go out on dates."
She was done talking. We fucked on the bed, the kitchen table, the shower and pretty much every flat surface in the house throughout the weekend. We spent most of Monday cleaning up our soiled messes before I left to pick up Mom. The drive took little time as I rehashed the weekend with my aunt. Monica was very pleased with how well Mom got along with Camila. To celebrate, she asked me to take her to dinner while Mom stayed and watched her daughter.
This was our first real date out on the town. She wore a long dress and a scarf covering most of her head. Her lovely face was enough for me. I didn't think she was ready for a visit with Lisa so we chose a different restaurant. We had a wonderful time and she pried out the details of my weekend. Mom told her my aunt was going to keep me company and she wanted to hear every detail. I had to be the only guy in the world on a date with a girl, describing how I fucked my aunt all weekend.
Dropping her off, I drove Mom back to our place. Partway over, she said, "Your aunt called and told me I was going to have to discipline you."
"For what, Mom? I thought we had a pretty fantastic weekend."
Giggling, she explained, "She says she's having a hard time walking. Something about a battering ram shoved up her pussy all weekend."
I replied, "She had some horny urges I needed to take care of. I hate to change subjects, but how did it go with Camila and Dinah?"
"Wonderful. Dinah found my lap to be acceptable and it was delightful taking care of Camila. Monica has done a terrific job raising her."
*****
Monica and I went out on several more dates while Mom babysat. Mom had moved enough items in the spare bedroom so she could stay and watch Camila if we ever wanted to stay away overnight. Monica was hesitant, not wanting to be away from her daughter for an entire night.
On Friday when I dropped Mom off, Monica called her daughter out to talk to us. "Camila, would you like it if Melissa spends the night with you. Mommy wants to go out for the night and won't be back until tomorrow."
She excitedly blurted, "I'd like that, Mom. Melissa teaches me how to cook and reads all my favorite books. We'll have fun. Are you and Sam going out again? Is Sam going to be my new daddy?"
Monica's face blushed from her daughter's inquisition. Briefly glancing at me, I wonder if she expected a look of horror. Instead, she saw my smiling face of approval. Mom's face brightened also, seeing Monica put in an awkward situation with her boyfriend and potential mother-in-law.
"We'll see, Camila. You be good tonight and obey Melissa. She's your Mommy tonight."
She turned and led me out of the house before she became further embarrassed.
*****
Surprised I was finally going to be out all night with Monica, I couldn't keep silent when we drove away. "Where would you like to go tonight?"
Monica ordered, "It's time to meet your aunt. Your Mom suggested we get introduced tonight."
It looked like another night without sex. I wondered why Mom thought it was so important for us to abstain from a night together. Hiding my disappointment, I asked, "Where did you two decide we'd meet?"
Glancing at Monica, her mischievousness smirk caught my eye as she said, "Rachel doesn't know she's meeting me. Your mom told her to role-play like it was the first night you joined with her in the hotel room. She wanted our introduction to be as special as my first time with your mom."
I giggled at Mom's seductive powers. The thought of a night with two beautiful women was affecting my manhood. We arrived at the house close to the time Mom had set up. I could see lights on in the house indicating Rachel was already there, hopefully playing her part.
Careful not to speak to each other, we stripped in the living room. My prick fully hardened when Monica's white, luscious body came into view. Not being able to resist, I pulled her to me as I kissed her. Her exploring tongue and roaming hands on my body illustrated how much she longed for us to be together.
Breaking off, we crept into the bedroom to find Rachel covered with a sheet as instructed. Monica stood at the foot of the bed while I began my routine. "What have we got here? It looks like someone needs a sperm injection."
Pulling the sheet up to her knees, I caressed her calves before pushing the material to the tops of her thighs. Remembering the lines I gave to my clients, I complimented her as I stroked her firm flesh. Her hips were squirming, awaiting our impending union. Monica moved around to get a better look at my aunt's firm thighs. Looking up to her beaming face, I nodded to the sheet indicating to her to expose my aunt's pussy. Holding the edge of the sheet, she pulled it up above Rachel's heaving breasts, exposing her beautiful body.
Rachel spread her legs out wide as I ran my fingers around her outer labia. Monica gasped and as I looked up, I saw her licking her lips while her eyes were locked onto my aunt's bald pussy. She was ready to introduce herself to another member of my family. Moving my hands up, I cupped and squeezed my aunt's firm mounds. She groaned as I caressed her melons. Crawling up her body, I squeezed her breasts together around my stiff prick. Her hips humped up trying to encourage me to service her horny pussy.
Sliding my cock between her mounds of joy, I exclaimed, "These fat tits are perfect for fucking. I'm not sure I have time to take care of your juicy pussy." That was enough of a hint for Monica. She carefully positioned herself between Rachel's legs. Looking back at Monica's lustful face, I nodded. It was time for her to introduce herself.
Reaching up to the sides of Rachel's covered face, I held the sheet in place. A sudden scream from Rachel let me know Monica had made contact with my aunt's hungry slot. Slurping noises could be heard between Rachel's groans. Realizing I couldn't be the one eating her, she exclaimed, "Damn, Sam. Who is sucking my pussy? Whoever it is, tell them not to stop. They are good."
Another shriek from Rachel as Monica shoved three fingers up my aunt's slick slot. I slowed down my pace as I didn't want to waste my load and deposit it outside of a clasping pussy. Extricating my body from Rachel's torso, I kept mauling her mounds while Monica wrapped her lips around Rachel's clit. Moving my fingers to her nipples, I twisted her sensitive nubs while Monica continued her assault. Rachel's back arched and her body stiffened as she experienced her orgasm. Monica slurped up my aunt's flowing juices while I stroked Rachel's upper body.
My aunt breathed deep, relaxing after her climax. Pulling the sheet off her head, I said, "Auntie, meet my girlfriend, Monica."
She smiled wide and said, "We finally meet. You're so pretty. It's no wonder my nephew praises you so much. Not to mention the way you took care of my pussy. It's plain to see you're experienced in the art of love."
Monica replied, "Thank you, Rachel. It's nice to meet you, too. After I heard how well you took care of Sam last weekend, I knew I had to meet you." Rising, she revealed her nude figure to Rachel.
My aunt exclaimed, "Oh my god, your body is beautiful! Get on the bed. I want to run my tongue and hands all over your creamy, white skin." She jumped off the bed as Monica took her place, spreadeagled on her back. Rachel did exactly what she said she would, licking and feeling Monica's pure skin, starting with her feet. I leaned down and kissed Monica while my aunt explored her body. Cupping Monica's breasts, I squeezed and played with them while our eyes locked together as we reconnected.
Rachel was at the top of Monica's thighs, feasting on her delicate flesh. Monica moaned as my aunt pleasured her. Her eyes widened when Rachel latched her mouth on Monica's hairy pussy. Her excitement level quickly escalated from not having sex for so long.
Pulling her mouth from mine, she whispered, "Do her good, Honey. I'm already close. Please, save some for me." Her pleading face relayed the love she held for me. Positioning myself behind Rachel, I caressed her back as she slurped on Monica's slippery slot.
Raising her ass in the air, her juicy hole was open and waiting for my ram. Coating my head with her oozing cum, I shoved to the bottom. Her pussy was wet and hot from her previous climax. Thrusting in deep and fast, I tried to quickly build her up. Reaching down, I twisted her nipples as I pummeled her horny pussy.
She increased her oral attack on Monica, running her rough tongue repeatedly over her clit. Monica released first, flooding my aunt's mouth with her sweet nectar. That triggered my aunt's orgasm as she clamped down on my prick. Fortunately, I was able to stave off my climax, saving it for the love of my life.
When both were finished, I pulled out and Rachel flopped down beside Monica, completely spent from her two orgasms.
Rachel exerted, "Yours is the second hairiest pussy I've eaten. It's plain to see the advantage, being able to grab some tufts of fur and open up the slot for easier licking."
Monica laughed and replied, "Melissa's is longer so you must have enjoyed hers even more."
Shocked at her response, Rachel said, "You've eaten my sister's pussy? Your boyfriend's mother?"
I replied, "You know the day you came over and thought you saw someone in the house with Mom. That was Monica leaving after a session with Mom."
Rachel shrieked, "That's so damn hot. You know you could have saved a lot of time if you would have invited me in. We could have met much sooner."
I beamed as I replied, "I like the way it turned out. Enough reminiscing, it's time to deposit a load of sperm in the mother of my child."
Rachel asked, "Monica is pregnant?"
Monica piped, "I'm not sure yet, but it's been my goal. I love Sam and want nothing more than to bear his children. Of course, his mother will be the first to know. We have a special relationship."
Monica looked at me longingly and pleaded, "Come make love to me, Sam." Lowering my body to hers, we gently kissed as we locked our eyes together. Her hands stroked my back as she widened her legs and shifted her hips to accommodate the coupling she craved.
My hard cock was nestled in her patch of fur, savoring the soft touch. Feeling a hand wrap around my balls, I knew it had to be Rachel as Monica's arms were still wrapped around me. Rachel slid my cock down until it slipped in Monica's hairy slot. Feeling her hand move away, I slowly shoved in, relishing the tight channel massaging my invading rod.
Once I was fully inserted, I pulled out and shoved back in, knocking the air out of her lungs. As we fought to replenish our air supply, I thrust deep and fast, making up for the time since our last coupling. We fucked for ten minutes, unaware of anything else going on, focusing on our enjoyment. Glancing to Rachel, I could see she was hypnotized from the outpouring of love between Monica and myself. Tempted to pull my arms from Monica's back to squeeze her meaty mounds, I refrained, not wanting to end our tight hugging. She was going to orgasm from my prick alone, with no other stimulus.
Her hips humped up as her breathing increased. It was enough to stimulate my prick into overdrive. Ramming as hard as I could, my spongy head smashed against the back of her horny pussy. Feeling her thighs shake, I thought she was going to wrap her lily-white legs around my body. She didn't have time as her orgasm overtook her. Her convulsing snatch set off my release. Spurt after spurt of creamy cum filled her cavern. She screamed in ecstasy as we finished our long-anticipated coupling.
When her hips rested, signaling the end of her orgasm, I molded my body to hers. We didn't have to say anything to know this was our future. Rachel was the first to speak. "It's rare to see so much love between two people. I'm jealous of what you share. Thank you for allowing me to witness."
Monica smiled and replied, "Love is meant to be shared with family. I hope you got plenty of sleep last night because tonight you're going to see how much love family can have."
That was an understatement as we continued our sex fest for the rest of the night.
*****
Camila ran to greet her mom as soon as we showed up. They hugged and Camila proceeded to relate to her mom how much fun she had during our absence. When Mom and I turned to leave, Monica stepped up to kiss me goodbye. This was the first time we kissed in front of Camila. I knew it was an immense step for her.
On the way home, Mom and I exchanged our experiences from the previous night. My tale was lengthier and more interesting than hers. She was ravenous in bed, excited from hearing the romp with my sexy aunt.
Monica and I took a week off as she wanted to look for a different place to live. I didn't ask but hopefully, it'd be closer to our house. Rachel was busy too, leaving Mom and me to ourselves. We dined out often to see Lisa. No mention of our earlier episode was mentioned as Lisa stayed and chatted with us through most of our meal. I'm surprised management let her stay so long at one table, but she was good enough to keep her other customers happy at the same time.
One afternoon Mom's nude body was on top of mine as we leisurely enjoyed a bout of oral sex. We weren't in a hurry to climax, bringing ourselves close, backing off to relax before continuing. We managed to hold off for close to an hour when I heard the front door unlock and open.
Rachel was the only one with a key so I figured she'd let herself in. Not five minutes later, I felt the bed shake and Mom raised off my pole to sit on my chest. Rachel slid her juicy pussy down my prick until our groins collided.
"Damn, Melissa. I've missed this so much. I hate to interrupt but I need to borrow your son's cock."
"No problem, Sis. Enjoy. I have him all warmed up for you. He's ready to blow his load."
She humped faster than ever as her soft ass slammed against my legs each time. Barely able to talk, she blurted, "After I witnessed the love between Sam and Monica, I decided I wanted the same thing. I've been going out with a few men and I think I've found one I could share my life with. The best part is he wants children as much as I do."
I continued to slurp on Mom's pussy while she cupped and squeezed her sister's tits. We fucked for several minutes before I felt my balls swell with a load of baby batter. I intensified my attack on Mom's clit, signaling her I was ready. She screeched, "If that's the case, you better pull off Sam, he's ready to fill you with more sperm. You don't want to be pregnant for your future husband."
Rachel smirked and chirped, "Oops, too late to worry about that. I'm already pregnant, probably from the fuck-fest weekend when I took care of him for you. Oh god, here it comes."
Her cunt snapped tight on my cock as her orgasm overtook her. I locked onto Mom's clit and squeezed it, causing her to climax. Once both women were spasming through their climaxes, my cock ejected its load, filling my aunt's hungry pussy. Humping up, I released completely in her convulsing cavern.
Once satisfied, she lowered herself down to the bed. Mom plopped down next to her and stroked her sister's spent body. Rachel recovered enough to explain, "This man I've fallen in love with wants children, but his sperm is not viable so he was elated when I told him I was pregnant. He didn't ask who the father was and promised he never would. He treats me like a queen and I believe I've found the love I've been missing. He recently received a promotion and is moving out of state. I'm going with him to see if we're compatible. We figured it'd be better being away from both of our families."
Mom smiled and said, "I'm so happy for you. I suspected you were already pregnant with all the cum my son has been feeding you. As with your new boyfriend, I hope he's all you say he is. You know, you can come back to us anytime. When do we get to meet him?"
Rachel replied, "We want to get situated before we meet each other's relatives. He desires a large family so Sam will be my sperm donor for a long time."
*****
A few days later Monica called and said she was in the neighborhood and would like to pick me up to spend the day with her and Camila. I eagerly accepted and she arrived soon after. We drove to her house and walked down to the park to observe Camila play on the equipment. Once we were back at her place we ate and watched TV. It was relaxing and I felt at home with her, Camila and Dinah. She drove me back home with her daughter safely strapped in the back seat.
When we arrived she told me to wait in the car with Camila while she discussed something with my mother. Camila did most of the talking while we waited for twenty minutes until her mother showed up. Once in the driver's seat, she leaned over and french-kissed me. It was a sloppy kiss and her breathing was rapid. When we parted, Camila chirped, "Mommy, you're kissing Sam again. When will he be my daddy?"
Monica didn't scold her this time, saying, "I love Sam, Honey. It's what adults do when they're in love. Would you like him to be your dad? It could be soon."
Camila replied, "Yes, Mommy. I like Sam. He makes you so happy and I love playing with his Mom. Please, Mommy?"
Monica didn't reply as she sexily smirked at me. She already knew what I wanted. I didn't have to say anything. After exiting, I waited until they were out of sight, wishing I could be with them all the time.
There was silence when I entered our house. Faintly, I heard Mom call out, "Sam, could you come in here?"
Her voice cracked as if she were crying. Entering our bedroom, I was greeted by my nude mother sprawled out on our bed. Her pussy was open and quivering, glistening with cum juice. Mom's eyes teared up as she whispered, "Monica asked for your hand in marriage, by ravaging my pussy. It was the sweetest thing I've heard of. I'm so happy for both of you. She told me your acceptance would be filling my pussy with your load of cum. Please, come and accept your marriage proposal."
My clothes couldn't wait to leave my body. My prick was at full staff before I crawled up between my mother's thighs. There was no need to lubricate my cock as her hole was wet and ready. Sliding my rod into Mom's slippery slot, I lowered myself upon her excited body. I kissed her tears away, consoling her as I stroked her clenching channel. As I did to Monica our last time, I kept my arms wrapped around Mom as I thrust deep. Our eyes locked together as we connected as lovers. Her hands dug into my back, ready to climax after Monica's oral assault.
Releasing her mouth, I said, "I accept, Mom. Let's seal the deal."
She uttered, "Congratulations to you and your new wife. She also told me you're a father. She's pregnant with your child."
My cock expanded when the words set in.
Our mouths battled each other as we experienced our orgasm. My prick enlarged and shot out a stream of hot cum inducing her orgasm. Her pussy clamped tight, milking out my payload of sperm. Several thrusts later, my balls had expelled every ounce of creamy spunk into my mother's cavern.
Pulling out, I rolled to the side of her. Her breasts were still heaving up and down as she still savored the incestuous coupling. "That's some proposal, Mom. I don't think I've heard of one where you fuck your mother to accept. I suppose you're the one to tell her I accepted."
I giggled as I continued, "I'm not complaining but it appears our family is controlled by the mothers."
She smiled as she said, "Nope, it's up to you now. I showed her my mother's wedding band, which I wore when I was with your father. I offered it to her and she was overjoyed knowing it was a part of our family, even though I'm sure she could buy something much more elegant. She told me to finalize her marriage proposal, you have to offer her my ring."
"If it wasn't so late, I'd run over and propose, but I think she meant all of my sperm has to be deposited in my mother. I'm positive there's still some left in my system."
As I leaned over to kiss her, she murmured, "Don't worry, Dear. I'll work all night to clean you out."
*****
Monica sent me a text informing me not to tell her my decision until I'd thought it over for a few days. I replied I already knew my answer but we'd discuss it over dinner in two days.
Mom and I decided to celebrate by going out to dinner. I sent a text to Lisa and she already had a nice booth ready for us when we got there. Unable to hide her joy, she exclaimed, "I'm so glad to see you two today. It's a special day for me and I'm thrilled to share it with you."
Mom chirped, "It's always special for us when you're our server. Is there something going on?"
Lisa replied, "Today is my twenty-first birthday. Happy Birthday to me!"
Mom's expression changed as if she were trying to remember something. Maybe Lisa previously told her and she was trying to recollect the conversation.
She questioned, "Lisa, you shouldn't be working on your birthday. Wouldn't you rather be spending the day with your family?"
"No. I was adopted and although my parents treated me well growing up, they couldn't accept me as family. They moved after they told me I was on my own when I turned eighteen. They haven't contacted me since. It's probably for the best. It forced me to take control of my life."
Mom's face saddened when she heard Lisa's story. The concern Mom held for Lisa was as strong as a family member. She smiled, trying hard not to act too depressed and said, "We're glad we could be here on your birthday."
Lisa came over several times during the meal and chatted with us, probably feeling lonely. We were the closest thing to family she had. Mom left another large tip when we left and wrote something on the receipt. I assumed it was Mom wishing her a happy birthday.
Mom was quiet on the ride home and we spent the evening cuddled together on the couch. I knew she was still depressed from Lisa's news as she held me tight once we were in bed. Feeling sex would be inappropriate, I was content with holding and consoling my mother.
Throughout the next day, Mom would look at her phone as if she were checking for a message. At two in the afternoon, she came into my room and told me she was going to go see Lisa.
"You know where she lives? Is she even expecting you?"
Mom retorted, "Yes, she sent me her address today. I gave her my number yesterday. You stay here. We have some things to discuss that would bore you."
"Alright, Mom. Have fun. It's great weather and I've been itching to work in the garden. See you later."
Mom arrived back home at six and seemed much happier. Whatever they talked about had cheered her up. We ate and she listened to my planned proposal to Monica. She kept to herself concerning her visit with Lisa and concentrated on my obvious, excited state. Once again we didn't have sex as we hugged ourselves to sleep.
*****
The next day progressed slowly as I waited for the time to elapse before having dinner with Monica. Mom cried with happiness when I left to meet the love of my life.
Monica greeted me without mentioning her proposition to Mom. She instructed me to wait in the living room while she finished preparing dinner. Monica didn't bother to tell Camila to go to her room anymore, confident her daughter had adjusted to the situation. Calling Camila over, I handed her Mom's ring and told her what to do. She was excited that she was going to participate in our ceremony.
After we ate, Monica and I sat together on the couch. When Camila looked up at me, I nodded to her, signaling it was time. She came over to her mother and held her left hand. Looking up to her mother, Camila asked, "Mommy, will you take Sam as your wife? This ring will make us a family."
Tears formed in Monica's eyes as her daughter proposed for me. She held out her finger while Camila awkwardly slid it on. Once it was past her knuckle, Camila beamed in joy and said, "Thank you, Mom. I love you so much."
Monica leaned down and kissed her daughter on the forehead, turned to me and gently kissed me. Her eyes showed everything I needed to know. We spent the rest of the night on the couch holding each other close.
After Camila was settled in bed, Monica came back out. We talked about our marriage and the future. With her history, she didn't want any paper trail so it wouldn't be an official marriage per se. I readily agreed, knowing her sense of security was more important than official documents. She told me she already talked to Mom about it and she agreed.
Mom said she'd officiate the marriage ceremony in two weeks, right before Rachel leaves with her new boyfriend. When I asked about our baby, she told me she was confident she had conceived the first time we made love.
Surprisingly, she brought up Lisa. I had previously told Monica about our earlier episodes. and she was interested in the fact that Lisa was studying to be a midwife and had experience as a nanny.
Monica's concerned look transformed into pleading as she said, "Sam, I'd like to hire her to watch Camila and help me with our new baby."
I responded, "She is intelligent and qualified, but don't you think it might be a little uncomfortable considering our erotic exhibitions with her?"
She replied, "I want to meet her. Let's go tomorrow. I'll bring Camila over to your place at four."
"It's a date. See you then." After a goodbye kiss, I headed home.
I told Mom about Camila coming over and she immediately began arranging some projects to do together with her future granddaughter. I sent a text to Lisa telling her my fiance and I would be there between four and five tomorrow for dinner. I wish I could have seen the look on her face when I mentioned my future wife, knowing she suspected I was fucking my mom and aunt.
Camila was overjoyed being able to stay with Mom again. They were already in the kitchen mixing up cookie ingredients when we left. Monica wore a full-length black dress, resembling a tunic. It had an Arabic look to it, but I had no clue what it was. When we arrived at the restaurant, she wrapped a black scarf around her head. Only her eyes were uncovered. Seeing my puzzled look, she explained, "It's called a khimar. Let's see how well your Lisa reacts to different cultures."
Everyone in the restaurant turned their heads to look at Monica as she obediently followed behind. Lisa came running up and smiled wide as she showed us to our booth. Monica sat down first and I slid in next to her on the edge of the seat. Monica removed her head covering, revealing her beautiful, smiling face. I introduced Monica to Lisa and not surprisingly they hit it off pretty fast. We ordered and Lisa soon returned with our plates. As we were eating, Monica instructed me what to do when Lisa returned.
When we were finished eating, Lisa cleaned our table and came back to talk with us. Monica chirped, "Lisa, I hear you're studying to become a midwife. I'd like to be able to come to you for help since I'm pregnant with Sam's child."
Lisa's eyes widened hearing this, learning about our engagement only yesterday. She stuttered, "Yes, I am. I've already helped deliver a few babies and I've been employed as a nanny for several families."
"Can you feel my baby bump and see what you think?" questioned Monica.
Lisa had no way of knowing there was no bump as Monica's loose, dark garment concealed her body. Lisa didn't want to be rude and cautiously replied, "I guess, but I can't tell much from it."
"Please, Lisa?" Monica pleaded.
Lisa smiled and moved close to me, reaching out, unsure of how to feel her bump. This was the point where I was supposed to help. I held Lisa's hand and guided it to a hidden slit in Monica's robe. With my hand on top of hers, I ran her hot palm on Monica's smooth stomach. Lisa's mouth was near the side of my face and I felt her quickened breath as we jointly caressed Monica's skin. Guiding her hand lower, our fingers ran through Monica's hairy mound. Lisa tried her best but couldn't resist emitting a small groan as our fingers ran through Monica's wet slit. Pulling her hand back up, our hands explored Monica's rib cage.
Monica whispered, "Do you think my breasts will get larger when the baby starts growing?"
Using Lisa's hand, I cupped and squeezed one of Monica's firm breasts. Another moan from Lisa. Pulling my hand off Lisa's and out of the black robe, I smiled when I noticed she was still squeezing Monica's mound of flesh. Suddenly, she realized my hand had left and quickly removed hers.
Blushing, she said, "Everything feels perfect. I wish the best for you and your child."
Leaving the check, she quickly turned and fled. It was my turn to leave a generous tip for the meal. Lisa didn't return to see us off. I hoped we didn't scare her off.
On the way to pick up Camila, Monica said, "I like Lisa. I want to hire her as a nanny and to help me birth our child. Text her my phone number and ask her to call me. I'll invite her over and work out the details."
She kissed me before they left for home. As soon as I was in our house, I sent a text to Lisa conveying Monica's request. The next day I received a message from Monica telling me she was going to be working with Lisa over the next few days to make sure she could watch her daughter while we're at Mom's place attending our wedding ceremony.
*****
Half a week later Monica called me for a date. When I asked whether I should bring Mom, she told me that Lisa would watch Camila. I guess she passed Monica's stringent rules for watching her daughter. Feeling a little uncomfortable when I met Lisa at the door, I was surprised to see a changed person. She was conservatively dressed and acted professionally. With all the flashing we've done for her benefit, I was sure she would blush or say something, but she acted like she hardly knew me.
As we pulled away, Monica turned to me and said, "I told you she'd be perfect. It was obvious she was the right person. This will provide us with another option when your mom is busy or if we want to go out with her to an event."
We visited a museum to see a special exhibit and afterward out to eat. It was late by the time I dropped her off. Lisa greeted us and informed us Camila had been asleep for several hours. Monica felt bad we had got back so late and offered her to stay in the room Mom uses. Lisa declined as she liked her own nightclothes and bath items, but promised she'd bring over a set next time in case it happened again. She waved and walked out the door. Kissing Monica goodnight I left for home, wishing I could stay.
After several more date nights with Monica, Lisa had brought enough of her personal effects in the event we wanted to stay away overnight. Mom's wedding event was scheduled for Friday.
Lisa arrived at the appointed time and was prepared to stay the night. I picked Monica up and drove her to our home where Mom and Rachel were waiting.
Both Monica and I were kept out of the planning so we didn't know what to expect. Mom pulled Monica into our bedroom while Rachel remained with me. She didn't say a word as she stripped off my clothes. Her sexy smirk told me I was going to enjoy the night. Once nude, she ordered, "Stand still and wait until we call you. We have to prep the bride."
Giggling sounds emanated from Mom's room as I anxiously waited. Finally, Mom called me to come in and meet my bride. Strolling down the hallway to our room, I was greeted with three sexy women clad in revealing nighties. Rachel was clad in the pink nightie that probably caused her pregnancy and stood to the left of Monica. Mom was on the other side of my future wife, dressed in a white nightie.
My bride was one step in front of them dressed in my favorite see-through, blue nightie. Leave it to Mom to make things perfect. All three were nude underneath their filmy negligees. My eyes were only on Monica. My prick bobbed up in appreciation of her beauty. Mom directed, "You can hug and kiss your bride, but nothing more. Moving up close, I've never seen her smile so serene, her eyes full of love. I kissed all around her face before ending up on her full lips. We hugged and french-kissed. I felt her nipples harden as I pushed my cock against her thinly-covered belly.
After a few minutes, Mom announced, "Sam, pull off your wife's nightie and hand it to me. Do not touch her." I gently removed her silky fabric, handing it to Mom while keeping my eyes locked onto Monica's nude body.
Mom continued, "Sit in the chair and watch. Do not touch yourself."
Rachel and Mom positioned Monica on the bed, flat on her back. Mom kissed her and cupped her full breasts while Rachel moved to her feet. Rachel licked her succulent flesh from her knees up to the top of her thighs. When Monica's breathing rate increased, Rachel ran her fingers through my bride's pelvic fur, grabbing a tuft on each side exposing her slit. She smashed her face into her gash, licking, and tongue fucking her juicy slot. Monica screamed in delight from the oral attack. Mom continued to kiss and caress her tits while Rachel feasted on Monica's hairy pussy.
Rachel raised her ass and spread her legs. The sexy nightie barely hid her treasure. Mom commanded, "To get access to your bride, you have to make Rachel give her up. It's up to you to release her. You can't orgasm in anyone but your future wife."
I've done it before. Rachel builds up to a climax fairly easy, but there were three beautiful women in the room and I was already rock-hard. Moving up behind her, I pulled her nightie up to her waist exposing her aroused pussy. I cupped her mound and squeezed it, squishing her lips together. Running two fingers through her gash, I smeared her juices around her satin-smooth groin. Sticking three fingers deep in her slot, she groaned in Monica's pussy. I fucked her with my fingers, thinking this would be too easy. I could get her to come from my hand.
Recognizing what I was doing, Mom yelled, "She has to come on your cock."
There goes my plan. She was warmed up enough. Monica was twisting her hips around nearing her orgasm. Rachel slid her tongue up to Monica's clit and teased it. This was the perfect opportunity. I moved up, removed my fingers and thrust my pole deep into my aunt's pussy. She groaned and wrapped her lips around my bride's nub causing her to climax. Holding onto Rachel's hips, I rapidly stroked in and out of her quivering quim.
As she slurped up Monica's nectar, I hammered my aunt's horny pussy. Taking longer than I would have liked, I concentrated on other topics to stave off my eruption. Hearing a loud groan, Rachel's pussy clamped down as she experienced her orgasm. I slowed my stroking through her contractions. Once finished, I didn't stay in any longer than necessary. Pulling out, I stood back and watched Monica become unveiled as Rachel rolled off to the side. My prick bobbed when I looked at her pure-white, pristine body.
Thinking it was time, I moved toward the bed when Mom ordered, "Stay."
Standing in place, I watched my aunt and mother soothe Monica down from her climax. When her breathing returned to normal, Mom rose up and came to the back of the bed. Thinking she was coming to hug me, she surprised me when she turned and kneeled between Monica's legs. She licked Monica's thighs as Rachel had done. While she explored up to Monica's furry snatch, Rachel kissed Monica and squeezed her tits. Before I knew it, Mom was licking Monica's slick snatch.
Rachel looked up and said, "Now you have to release your mother from your future wife. With your cock. And you have to save yourself for your bride."
This would be tougher. Mom takes longer to bring to an orgasm and the fact that my cock would be in my mom added to my excitement. Moving up behind my mother, I stroked her legs, moving her nightie up as I proceeded. Raising her ass, she presented her hairy pussy, spreading her legs.
Pushing her nightie up past her hanging breasts, I moved my hands back and squeezed her melons. Finding her hard nubs caused her hips to squirm in anticipation. This was Mom's Achilles' heel, her sensitive nipples. Releasing her tits, my hands slid back along her hot skin to rest on her firm ass.
Monica was building up again as Mom slurped on her slot. Running my fingers through Mom's mat, I massaged her mound. Running two fingers into her wet slot, I ran them over her sensitive walls before stroking in and out at a rapid pace. Her assault on Monica intensified as I brought Mom up to her climax. Moving my fingers to her clit, I squeezed and teased it resulting in loud groans.
Removing my hand I lodged my bloated head in the familiar mouth of my mother's pussy. My cock knew every sensitive spot in her cavern, having visited there many times before. I buried my prick to the hilt, slamming my balls into her forest of fur. She took it well, not coming immediately. She was going to make it a challenge. Holding her hips so she wouldn't damage Monica, I forcefully fucked my mother. Angling my spear so it would saw along her sensitive nub, I thrust in and out of my hot mom. Her pussy was convulsing with mini-orgasms which was elevating me too fast.
Only one trick left. Ramming deep in her tight hole, I reached up to capture her nipples with my fingers. Squeezing and twisting her sensitive teats, I continued to pound her deep. That was all it took as her pussy released her cum and contracted as she attempted to milk my prick. After her final clamping, I pulled out and backed off.
Mom had paused her attack on Monica when she came on my cock. Trying to make up for lost time, she ran her tongue over Monica's clit while fucking her with two fingers. Monica's hips soon bucked up as she released again from my mother's attention.
Once again, Monica was revealed to me as Mom rolled to her side. Mom and Rachel still had their nighties on, framing my beautiful, nude bride. Smiling wide, Mom said, "Your vows are complete since your family has given you access to your bride. You are now husband and wife. It's time to officially consummate your marriage."
Monica had already come twice and I was ready to spurt any second. Not wanting a one-sided joining, I explored Monica's body like I did the first time I saw her. She purred as my hands caressed and stroked her smooth skin. Moving up her luscious body, my hands found and cupped her proud, upright mounds. Kissing my way up, my lips latched onto her hard nipple. While I sucked on one, my fingers found her other taut teat, squeezing and twisting her nub. Her hands pulled my head close to her breast as I tried to suck milk out of her heaving tit.
Her hips humped up indicating she was ready for her husband. Leaving her luscious breasts, my mouth found hers as we passionately kissed. Our eyes locked, communicating our lifelong commitment. Wrapping our arms around each other, we hugged tight. My hard cock was buried in her forest of fur.
Mom and Rachel each ran a hand under their side of Monica's ass, lifting her pelvis. One of them gripped my cock and drug it to Monica's waiting slot. Keeping eye contact with my new bride, my hard rod slid into her slick snatch. Taking it slow, I inched my spear deeper. Once my prick was fully enveloped in her tight pussy, I stopped, letting my prick soak as we savored each other's company.
Monica humped up, signaling her desire for a celebratory fuck from her new husband. As I moved in and out, Mom and Rachel stroked our bodies. Picking up my pace, I thrust faster as Monica humped up to meet my groin. The juices from her previous orgasms made for a loud sloshing sound as I pounded her. Mom and my aunt quit stroking as they each grabbed one of Monica's legs. They lifted her luscious limbs and pulled them out, opening up her pussy to my hammering cock. Monica had to release my mouth to scream out in pleasure.
Previously the only sounds in the room were from our fucking. Monica was doing all the talking as she built up to a major orgasm. "You're fucking me so good, Sweetheart. I love you so much. Let me join your family. You own my pussy. Fuck me hard!"
Like any obedient husband, I thrust as hard and deep as I could. "I love you, Monica. My family loves you and you are joined with us. Release with me, my dear wife."
Mom and Rachel knew the time was right. They moved Monica's legs to my back. Locking her ankles, she squeezed tight, lifting herself off the bed. Her back arched as her body shook. Pulling my head down to hers, we kissed as her orgasm commenced. Her pussy tried to strangle my shaft as it squeezed tight. Her eyes widened as she felt my spongy head expand. As soon as she felt my first blast of hot cum coat her walls, her pussy contracted. She milked my cock as I spewed out ropes of boiling-hot cum. Her pussy didn't stop contracting until my balls were drained.
Exhausted, I rested my spent body on Monica's. Her arms held me tight, having no desire for me to leave. Feeling a sheet pulled over us I heard Mom whisper, "You two have the rest of the night to complete your joining. Rachel and I will be at her house until morning."
Every few hours for the rest of the night, we would make love and restfully sleep between sessions. It was a night to remember forever. Noises in the house woke us both up. Putting on our robes, we made it out to the kitchen where Rachel and Mom had a full breakfast ready for us. They wore full-length dresses, having no desire to distract me from my wife. We ate as a family, enjoying our time together.
When finished, Rachel handed a set of keys to Monica. Seeing my puzzled look, Monica explained, "Rachel is leaving to be with her boyfriend. We're moving into her house to be close to your mother."
Somehow I thought we'd all end up at Mom's house. As if she could hear my rambling thoughts, Mom stated, "Honey, Monica and I discussed what's best and we both agreed it wouldn't be a good environment for Camila to live here. We want her to grow up in a normal family setting and this is the perfect setup."
It made sense. Exposed to Mom full-time, there would be a chance of Camila witnessing an inappropriate action. Living with Monica would cement our new family together. After eating, I drove my wife back to her house. She told me there was no need for me to move into her place since she would soon be moving into Rachel's house. Lisa greeted us and was prepared to leave. Monica turned to me, kissed me and said, "You go back to your Mom's house. I want to discuss something with Lisa before she leaves. Talk to you tomorrow."
Mom and I spent the next day in the garden. Sex wasn't a concern for us as we enjoyed each other's company. After the night of intense love-making with Monica, I was content to take a day off.
*****
Rachel left the next day, but not before coming over for a tearful goodbye. Monica took another week to move enough of her belongings into Rachel's house to call it home. Lisa helped her as Monica hired her as a nanny, enabling her to quit her restaurant job and focus more on her studies.
One night when we were eating dinner together, Mom said, "Lisa, why don't you move into Sam's old room. You can live here for free so you can concentrate on your studies and be closer to help out Monica. Lisa glanced at Monica, who nodded in agreement.
"I'd love to. I'll be able to help out here, too. I don't want to take advantage of you guys. You've done so much for me already."
As soon as I moved in with Monica, Lisa moved into Mom's house. Monica hired someone to keep tabs on her old house as she wasn't ready to sell, in case Rachel needed to return. Months flew by as we fell into a routine. Lisa was advancing fast in her studies. Mom would watch Camila when Lisa had to study more than normal.
Monica, Camila and I would go out daily, enjoying our new life together. Deciding I needed to stay with family rather than going back to school, I asked Monica if she minded if I took a break from College. She was elated and said she was afraid to suggest it, but she wanted me to be at home full-time when the baby arrived.
Lisa also maintained a room at our house in case Mom, Monica and I wanted to go out. She would stay here when I remained at Mom's overnight. I wondered what she thought when she'd return to Mom's place to discover I hadn't used my old room. Did she know I was fucking Mom all night? She didn't question my visits or my relationship but I'm sure she had her suspicions.
On Saturday, Lisa joined Monica and me for lunch. As we cleaned up Mom called. After finishing their conversation, Monica said, "Your Mom wants to bake some cookies and thought Camila would like to help. Could you two walk her down to your Mother's house?"
Lisa chirped, "I'll take her down. I can stay there and allow you two to have some time alone."
Monica replied, "No, take Sam with you. I want to take a bath in peace."
It only took a few minutes to walk Camila to Mom's house. Mom greeted us like she usually does when Camila or Lisa are present. Once again I wondered if Lisa bought Mom's pretense that we were like any other mother and son.
After visiting for fifteen minutes, Mom ordered, "Okay, you two. Go back home. Camila and I want to do this without any distractions."
Lisa started to object, thinking she was going to stay but Mom interrupted her. "Go. Let me and my granddaughter have some time together."
On the walk back, Lisa acted a lot more friendly and talkative than normal. She surprised me when she mentioned my mother and me.
"It's nice you and your mom are so comfortable around each other. I haven't experienced what a close family would be like, but it's nice to see you two get along so well."
I replied, "She's a great mother, that's for sure. She's good around Camila too."
Being a little uncomfortable with the direction of the conversation, I switched to talking about her studies.
When we arrived home, Monica was in her robe with a towel wrapped around her wet hair. She suggested, "Why don't you guys change into comfortable clothes. I'll need Sam to help me with my bulging belly."
Lisa exclaimed, "Is something wrong, Monica? Can I help?"
Monica replied, "If you want to learn what Sam has to do every night, you're welcome to assist him. He helps me with my stretch marks. I'll be waiting for both of you in our room."
Lisa retorted, "Wonderful. Anything dealing with childbirth preparation will be a valuable experience. Thanks for allowing me to assist." She dashed to her room to change.
Following Monica into our bedroom, I quickly changed to a robe as Monica put on her flimsy top. Not only see-thorough, it barely covered her growing tits. Crawling under the sheet, she spread her legs to allow enough room for someone to kneel between them to apply the ointment. I pulled out the jar of belly butter from the nightstand and waited for Lisa.
Lisa soon walked in, dressed in sweats ready to help out.
I instructed, "Position yourself between Monica's legs and we'll begin." As soon as she was situated, I held her hands and pulled them into my robe, pressing them against my ribs. Seeing her shocked look, I ensured her, "We have to warm up your hands before you apply the cream."
Satisfied with my explanation, her hands cautiously roamed over my flesh. Her long fingers gripped my ribcage and squeezed as I pulled the sheet down to Monica's waist. Once my wife's thinly covered breasts were revealed along with her smooth, growing belly. Lisa groaned as she tightened her grip on my sides.
Holding the jar out, I said, "Take a glob and rub all around her stomach, making sure you cover any flesh that appears to be stretching."
Slowly pulling her hands away from my body, her long fingers dipped into the jar and applied the cream to Monica's flesh. She stared with the same lust as she displayed during our exhibition at the restaurant. Her breathing was rapid as she explored my wife's succulent stomach. She whispered, "Your skin is so smooth and beautiful."
Monica's heaving breasts caught my attention. Placing my hands on top of Lisa's, I guided her hands up higher. Exploring under Monica's top, our hands cupped her mounds of tit-flesh. Removing my hands, I lifted Monica's top, exposing her full breasts. Moving my hands to Monica's nearest lily-white tit, I instructed, "Lisa, work on her other breast, but don't touch her nipple."
Squeezing and playing with Monica's fleshy mounds, we continued to elevate my wife's excited state. Lisa stared wide-eyed as I moved my mouth closer to the nearest excited, engorged tip. "She wants to get used to the feel of nursing a baby, so we have to suck her nipples. You work on the one closest to you while I feed on this one."
She wasted no time in lowering her mouth to latch onto the hard tip. We both sucked and licked my wife's dark, hard nubs. After several minutes, I felt Monica hump her hips. It was time to move on. Releasing my mouth, I slowly lifted off her aroused teat. Lisa reciprocated my actions and rose to await further instructions.
Reaching down, I moved the sheet below Monica's knees. She raised her legs and spread them wide, exposing her hairy pussy to Lisa.
Not attempting to hide her excitement, Lisa moaned as she lustfully viewed Monica's nude body.
"Her leg skin might stretch too. Rub the cream into the thick part of her thighs," I murmured. Lisa's hands quickly pulled out a dab of cream from the jar and stroked Monica's firm flesh.
Monica panted heavily from the exciting seduction. Moving her knees out, she revealed her leaking slot. Looking at Lisa, she begged, "Lick it, please. I'm on fire."
Lisa's hands flew under Monica's behind, bringing her hairy pussy to her mouth. She slurped and sucked my wife's pussy like a pro. Her panting was as rapid as Monica's.
Monica croaked, "You poor girl, you're hornier than I am. Do you want Sam to help you out, Lisa?"
Lisa nodded, not wanting to remove her mouth from the hairy gash. Monica's look was all I needed. She wanted me to help her friend. My robe was off in record time. Pushing Lisa's top to her armpits, I exposed her braless tits. They were exactly as I imagined, softball-sized and firm. There wasn't any fat on her body to add to their size as they hung from her body.
Cupping her firm mounds, I squeezed and caressed them, causing her to increase her attention to Monica's slot. She pulled her arms out of the sleeves and quickly pulled her mouth off enough to remove her top, quickly latching back onto the hairy hole she reluctantly left.
Moving down to her waist, I pulled her bottoms along with her panties down to the bed. Lifting each knee, I finished removing the last of her clothing. Her long legs held her firm ass high in the air. Stroking her toned limbs, I finally reached the top of her thighs. She spread her legs apart, exposing her pussy.
Her fondness for hairy women showed as she had a full, untamed forest of fur. It was the same light brown color as her hair and it felt soft and silky. Running my hands through her sex, I massaged her puffy mound. "Monica, you're going to love her pussy. It's soft and hairy and begging for a licking."
Hardly able to talk from her heavy breathing, she replied, "Fill it full of cum and I'd be glad to suck it dry."
Lisa's hips moved back when she heard Monica's desire to suck her pussy. My prick was rock-hard and ready to plow into this sexy woman. Pushing my head to her entrance, I shoved in and was stopped before I was an inch deep due to her tight pussy. Pulling back to the opening, I swirled my fat head around her lips and tried again. Not progressing any further, I decided to be content with shallow strokes until she adjusted.
She groaned and panted as her excitement increased from my prodding shaft. Precum oozed from her slot as I progressed further into her tight sheath. Holding firmly onto her ass, I slowly slid in another inch. As she humped her hips back to capture more cock, she released Monica's pussy. She screamed in delight. "Jesus, I can't believe it. I didn't think it would be this good."
Monica exclaimed, "Lisa, are you a virgin?"
Lisa replied, "No, of course not. Although most of my lovers have been women, the pricks I've had weren't so enormous and they weren't made of flesh."
"You haven't been with a man? Sam! Pull out of her," Monica commanded.
I reluctantly withdrew as I watched her pussy snap shut. Her hips moved back, seeking the cock giving her so much pleasure.
Lisa whined, "Please put it back in. It's true. I haven't been with a man. Too much school and work, plus what man wants to be with someone with such small tits. I need it so bad. Please help me, Monica."
"We're here for you Lisa. I want your first time with a man to be face to face. Lie down beside me."
Lisa flipped around and spread out on the bed eagerly awaiting my hard prick. Monica uttered, "Sam, show her how a loving man treats a lady. Pretend she's your hot wife."
Monica leaned over to caress Lisa's tits while my probing hands explored her thin thighs. They were skinny but firm and sexy. My fingers sought out her hairy pussy and entered her tight tunnel. She was still wet from our earlier fucking. Working my fingers around her slit, she loosened up as her excitement level increased. Pulling out my slippery digits, I moved up her body replacing Monica's hands with mine to fondle her breasts. Monica pulled back to witness her husband make love to her friend.
Inserting my prick back into her pussy, Lisa humped up to stuff more cock in her hungry cavern. It was easier this time, sliding in further each stroke. She wrapped her arms around me squeezing tight as she groaned from pleasure. Her face was filled with lust as I neared the bottom of her pussy.
Seeing Lisa's hesitation in becoming too intimate with me, Monica instructed, "Lisa. Kiss him as he fucks you. Look into his eyes as he pounds your horny pussy."
Lisa pulled my lips to hers as we kissed for the first time. As soon as our eyes connected, I shoved in hard and buried my rod to the root. My balls banged against her ass. She shrieked in my mouth as her pussy experienced the unexpected, intense pleasure. I pulled back out and forcefully jammed back in at a fast pace. Beads of sweat appeared on her forehead as she burned up from excitement. Sawing in and out for another ten minutes, Lisa trembled every several minutes, experiencing mini-orgasms during her first manly fuck.
Monica leaned close to Lisa and whispered, "Move your pussy around as he strokes in and out. Find the position that excites you most and hold him tight. He'll learn from your movements what you need."
Lisa obeyed my wife as she shifted around, in search of the perfect angle for stimulation. Holding me tight, I increased my pumping when my prick scraped across her sensitive patch. Her shaking was continuous as she built up to an orgasm.
Monica continued to instruct her friend. "Wrap your legs around him and pull him tight. Hump up to meet his thrusts. When you feel him stiffen, you'll know he's going to flood your pussy with hot cum. Release completely and don't hold back. Give yourself to my husband."
Her long legs wrapped around my body, locking us together. Her back arched as she slammed her pelvis up to meet my thrusts. As hard as I pounded into her body, I couldn't hit the back of her pussy. Her slot must be lengthened as the rest of her body. Wanting her first time with a man to be special, I strove to satisfy her cock-hungry cavern. Her tongue battled mine as my prick enlarged with the flow of blood. My fat head scraped against her sensitive sides as my balls filled with sticky batter.
Before I could shoot out my first load, Lisa's pussy clamped tight as her orgasm overtook her. She stiffened and shook as I released a load of hot cum. Her eyes widened when she felt me drench her pussy with sticky fluid. Her next orgasm was stronger than her original one as I continued to fill her hole. Her body wracked with pleasure from her first coupling with a man. Her eyes displayed the gratification from our illicit union.
Treating her like Monica instructed, I remained buried when we were finished like I would with my wife. Releasing her mouth, I rested my head by hers while we caught our breath. She unwrapped her legs as her body relaxed beneath mine. She whispered, "Thank you so much. I never imagined how good it would be. You two have brought me so much joy. Not to mention a huge load of sperm. It's a good thing I'm on the pill or I'd be in the same condition as your wife with the volume of baby-making cum you deposited in me."
Monica replied, "It'll get better once you learn each other's moves. I consider you family, Lisa. Don't ever deny yourself anymore. You can borrow Sam anytime you need him."
"Thank you, Monica. I can't believe how lucky I am."
Rolling off her, I caressed her sexy body while we recovered. Resting for ten minutes, I broke the silence as I cupped and squeezed one of her firm mounds. "Lisa, your breasts are perfect the way they are. Don't ever think otherwise. You are a beautiful and sexy woman."
Lisa smiled as she replied, "Thanks, Sam. You did treat me like you would your wife." She hesitated before adding, "Or your mom."
Our incestuous relationship was not well concealed. I laughed and said, "Easy to do with three beautiful, sexy women."
Lisa's face turned serious as she begged, "I want to see your Mother and you together. It's been a fantasy I've had since I saw you two at the restaurant. Please?"
Monica chirped, "Great idea. You're nearly family and you'll enjoy his mother's pussy as much as I do. You can go after we clean you up. We can't have you going over there filled up with her son's cum. Come here and let me taste your freshly-fucked pussy."
Lisa squealed as she straddled Monica's head and lowered her dripping slot to my wife's waiting mouth. Monica slurped and tongue-fucked Lisa's saturated slot, resulting in a rise of Lisa's panting. While Lisa was getting her cavern cleaned, I stroked and caressed Monica's bulging belly. Running my hands through her forest of hair, my fingers sought out and entered her wet slit. I slowly finger fucked her, ensuring my thumb made contact with her clit on each stroke.
As Lisa's climax neared I increased my pace. Sensing Monica was rapidly approaching her release, I lowered my mouth to capture her clit. I rolled her sensitive nub between my lips as I furiously pumped her pussy with three fingers.
She captured Lisa's clit with her lips and mirrored my actions. Lisa yelped as she came, releasing cum into Monica's mouth. Monica's pussy clamped tight on my fingers as she experienced her orgasm. Both women groaned as their bodies shook with excitement. After several minutes of having her oozing slot cleaned, Lisa rose off and fell to the bed to recover.
"I can see this is going to be an exhaustive but loving relationship. Now let's go over and bring Camila back home so I can see first hand what you and your mother do during your overnight stays."
*****
On our way over to Mom's I told Lisa she'd take Camila back home and then sneak back over and hopefully catch Mom and me in a compromising situation. I thought Mom would be proud of me scheming an innovative introduction of Lisa to our special relationship.