Chapter 10

I hadn't thought our lives together could get any better; I was in love and making love with my mother and sister. And they were now both pregnant with my children. I just didn't realise how them being pregnant would add to our sex lives.

The next day I went out and bought several books on pregnancy, I wanted to be ready for what was ahead of us. Mom and Debbie laughed when they saw what I was reading, but I didn't mind, I needed to know what was going to happen. I found out something interesting while reading. I liked the way the pregnant women looked, more than liked. And this was with pictures, which were mainly clothed, or in underwear, I wanted to see some naked. I needed to see some naked.

Later that evening I went on line and started searching. I typed in 'pregnant photos' and started going through the results. Most of the sites were pay sites, but they did have free samples. I was hooked. As soon as I saw the first nude photo I started getting hard. Now, having lived with two naked women for over a month I was used to the naked female form, in other words it was still nice to look at but I no longer became hard every time. I guess it was natures way to protect me. After all otherwise I'd have been hard all the time. But this, this was different. Seeing the bulging bellies was really turning me on. I thought they looked beautiful, probably even more beautiful than if they hadn't been pregnant.

I found myself reaching for my cock; I gently ran my hand up and down the shaft as I moved from picture to picture. Even as I was doing it I realised this was the first time I'd masturbated since we'd started our new relationship. But I didn't care, I needed to come, and soon.

"What are you doing, Wayne?"

I was startled, I hadn't heard mom enter the room. I didn't bother trying to hide what I'd been doing; it was impossible to do that, so I just told her the truth. "I got turned on by these pictures and had to relieve myself."

"Even with your sister and me available, what's so hot?" mom said as she moved over to the computer. "Oh I see. My little boy likes pregnant women. I'm actually glad you do. I was afraid that after Deb and I got bigger you wouldn't want to have sex with us. I know it happens, and I was horny as hell when I was carrying you and your sister. But I can see that won't be a problem, will it? Those are the first pregnant women I've seen naked, except for myself that is, and I must admit I think they're sexy too. Just wait until your sister and I start looking like that."

Suddenly the image flashed into my mind, my mother and sister, their bellies bulging with my children. It was too much I started to come. Mom seeing what was happening quickly dropped to her knees and took my cock into her mouth swallowing my load as soon as it entered her mouth.

Getting to her feet she just said, "You can look at all the pregnant porn you want Wayne, just make sure either your sister or I is here to take care of you." Then she turned and left the room. I just book marked the site and turned off the computer.

Now we didn't only make love, we watched porn together, or more correctly preggy porn, we didn't bother with any other kind. I no longer searched the net for pregnant photos, instead every Friday we would all relax and wind down from the week watching adult movies, adult pregnant movies. We had plenty of movies to watch. Mom had gone out and purchased every pregnant sex movie she could find, then she ordered them on line, we had quite a collection. I wasn't the only one being turned on by the videos either. Both Debbie and mom were just as stimulated as I was, of course I knew they loved each other, and loved making love to each other, but I hadn't thought they would be turned on by pregnant women too. But they obviously were, our sessions after the videos were always the hottest of the week, we all looked forward to them. Then mom said she'd found a special video, we couldn't wait to see it.

It started out like usual, a beautiful, pregnant woman having sex, and then it happened. She started to breast feed her lover, she held his head to her breast and he started suckling at her nipple. It was obvious she was producing milk, you could see some, trickling down her breast. I'd never thought of drinking breast milk, but as I sat there I found myself licking my lips, wishing I was the one taking her breast. I was determined that I would be. "Mom, when you can, could I drink your milk?"

"Of course you can, you both can, why do you think I showed you this. I fed you as babies, and, almost every time, I had an orgasm."

"You can drink mine too," Debbie added, "I'd love to have my brother and mother drinking my milk. How long do we have to wait until we can?"

"I don't know," Mom replied, "my milk came in not too long before you were born. But I read a pamphlet that said milk production could be started by stimulation of the nipple."

With breast milk now our goal we made our plans, we'd wait until after the first trimester, to give their bodies a chance to adjust to the changes they were undergoing, then we'd try to start the milk flowing.

The first few months, before they started showing, were difficult for us, there was a period of morning sickness, which fortunately didn't last to long. It was also hard that we couldn't tell anyone the good news, like ordinary couples, I mean who can you tell that you, your mother and sister were going to have a baby? Still, the only ones who mattered already knew. When they finally started to show was the happiest time of our lives, we now had physical proof of our love for each other, I mean, knowing they were pregnant was one thing. Actually seeing their stomachs begin to bulge with new life was something else entirely.

Fortunately school was almost over, so Debbie didn't really have any problem hiding her pregnancy. Our final school dance was special, as usual I took Debbie, not that I wanted to take anyone else. We danced all night, every chance we got I held her close, feeling her body against mine, feeling the little bulge of her belly pressing against me. "God, Wayne," Debbie whispered to me during one of our dances, "if only everyone knew you're dancing with your pregnant sister, and you're the one who put my baby in my belly."

"I know. I'm so proud that you and mom are pregnant, I want to tell the world."

"I do too, but it would destroy us. It's been hell since we started making love. Listening to all the other girls talking about their boyfriends, and not being able to talk about mine, because he's also my brother. I've been so happy since you took my virginity, I love you, and mom so much."

I quickly reached down and stroked her belly. "I know you do, Debbie. I can feel the proof right now."

Debbie moved her hips against mine, pushing against my erection, "So can I, Wayne, so can I." She said with a smile. We had a wonderful time when we got home that night, mom had already gone to bed, this night was just for us. I took Debbie out back and we made love under the stars. It was magic.

As their stomachs grew so did my attraction to them. When we were making love I'd always find myself stroking their bellies, in a way, reminding myself that they were carrying my child. And I wasn't the only one. Many times when Debbie and mom were eating each other one or the other would do the same thing, they were just as turned on as I was about making love to a pregnant woman. I loved watching them around the house, with their every growing bellies. Seeing my mother and sister, naked, and obviously pregnant was one thing, knowing that they were carrying my child in their bellies was another. I was almost constantly hard. Fortunately for me they were also almost constantly horny, so it worked out in the end.

I really enjoyed our sunbathing sessions now. Coating them in oil, especially their stomachs, I usually spent as much time, lightly, caressingly, applying the oil to their bellies as the rest of their bodies. But then again so did they. And the end result! They looked magnificent glistening in the sunlight; in fact I took many photos of them by the pool for our ever-growing collection.

Every chance I got my hands went to their stomachs, a favourite time was when we watched TV. I'd sit in the middle and caress their bellies while we watched. Our showers were also fun. Fortunately there was a large shower in moms, or should I say, our bathroom, it had to be, with three people, two of them pregnant. I usually managed to wash their bellies, but even when we were washing ourselves I usually had at least one stomach pressing against me.

As time passed I was no longer able to enter them from the front, so we moved on to other positions. Often I'd take them with us lying on our sides, but our favourite was the doggy position. Here as I slowly worked in and out I was always able to caress their stomachs, once I had them side-by-side on the bed. It was such a sexy sight, mom and Debbie, on their hands and knees, legs spread for my entrance, their stomachs touching the bed, I can't figure out why some men don't think pregnant women are sexy. Is there anything better than having sex with a pregnant woman, with knowing that the woman you are pleasuring, and who is pleasuring you, is fulfilling natures prime directive, increasing the species. That the body you have entered is growing and sheltering a new life, and, that when you touch her stomach you are also touching that life. That the woman you are having sex with loves you enough to have your child, even if, in this case she is your mother or sister.