Chapter 12

Camila skipped over to greet her mother when we showed up. They hugged, and Camila described how much fun she had during our absence. When Mom and I turned to leave, Monica stepped up to kiss me goodbye. It was the first time we kissed in front of Camila; I knew it was a big step for her.

On the way home, Mom and I exchanged stories from the previous night. My tale was lengthier and more interesting than hers. She was ravenous in bed, excited from hearing about the romp with my girlfriend and sexy aunt.

Monica and I decided not to see each other for a week, 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 also, leaving Mom and me to ourselves. We dined out often to see Lisa, no one mentioning the earlier episode. Lisa stayed and chatted with us through most of our meals. I’m surprised management allowed her to stay so long at one table, but she was good enough to keep her other customers satisfied.

One afternoon, Mom’s nude body lay on top of mine while we leisurely enjoyed a bout of oral sex. In no hurry to climax, we brought ourselves close, backing off to relax before continuing. We managed to hold off for close to an hour, when we 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,” my aunt grunted. “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,” Mom replied, chuckling.

Rachel humped faster than ever as her soft ass slammed against my legs each time. Barely able to talk, she bleated, “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 want to marry. The best part is that he wants children, also.”

I slurped 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 that I was ready. She screeched, “If that’s the case, you better pull off of my son; 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 pretty certain I’m already bearing his child, 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 when her orgasm overtook her. I locked onto Mom’s clit and squeezed it, causing her to climax. While both women spasmed through their climaxes, my cock ejected its load, filling my aunt’s hungry pussy. Humping up, I released my load into her convulsing cavern.

Once satisfied, she lowered herself down to the bed. Mom plopped 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 already pregnant. He didn’t ask who the father was and promised he never would. 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 if we were away from both of our families.”

Mom smiled and exclaimed, “I’m so happy for you! I suspected you were already pregnant with all the cum my son has been feeding you. As for 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; 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 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 commanded most of the conversation, 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, her breath rapid. When we parted, Camila chirped, “Mommy, you’re kissing Sam again. When will he be my daddy?”

Monica didn’t scold her, 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 happen 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, sexily smirking. 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 nothing but silence when I entered our house. Faintly, I heard Mom call out, “Sam, could you come 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’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 fully hardened before I crawled up between my mother’s thighs. There was no need to lubricate my cock; 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 from our last time, I kept my arms wrapped around Mom, thrusting deep. Our eyes locked together, connected as lovers. Her hands dug into my back, ready to climax after Monica’s 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 that you’re a father. She’s pregnant with your child.”

My cock expanded, when the words set in.

Our mouths battled each other while we wildly fucked. My prick enlarged and shot out a stream of hot cum, inducing my mother’s orgasm. Her pussy clamped tight, milking out my payload of sperm. Several thrusts later, my balls expelled every ounce of creamy spunk into my mother’s fertile pussy.