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All characters are over the age of eighteen years. This story includes unprotected sex between family members with the intent of pregnancy. It does not involve anal.
Previously: Mike married his mother. Mike had his work cut out for him, having to satisfy the attendees. Mary announced a career change, striving to become a nurse.
Special thanks to Malcolmsu for his assistance in proofreading and editing my story.
Waking first, I carefully rolled out of bed without disturbing my mom and sister. Both had to work, so I made breakfast while they slept. They appeared right before I placed their plates on the table. "Good luck on your job today," I said, smiling at Mary, trying to ease her angst.
"Thanks, Mikey. I'm looking forward to it. The last few years have been so wasteful. I'm confident I'm finally heading in the right direction."
"At least you have the looks for the career. Nothing hotter than a woman in a nurse's uniform," I ribbed her.
Both Mom and Mary laughed. "You watch too much TV," Mary replied. "From what I've seen, they're not the same voluptuous women that portray them on screen. In reality, they're the same mix as any other job. And if I don't get going, I won't make it through day one. See you guys later."
She hopped up and stopped by her room before skipping out the door. That left Mom and me to finish breakfast. When Mom was done, she insisted, "I'll take the bus to work. I want you to drive to the cabin to meet Brooke. She left earlier than planned, so she'll be there by the time you arrive."
"Thanks, Mom. I hate leaving you two for the week. Maybe Brooke and I can drive back to see you on Wednesday or Thursday."
"Don't you dare!" Mom chirped enthusiastically. "I want you two to enjoy the entire time together. Your feelings for her are strong, and I don't want you holding back. It's not a crime to love more than one person, so don't be afraid to let her know. Follow your heart."
"How about Mary? What are you going to tell her?"
"There's always the tried and true Jason excuse. You needed a week of relaxation in the woods before you report to work next week. I'm glad you gave Mary a thorough fucking last night. Hopefully, it'll hold her off for a few days until she ravages my body," she giggled.
"Speaking of that. How about you send me off with a farewell quickie?"
"No, I want you to have a full load for Brooke. I have to catch the bus. See you in a week, sweetie. Text me with updates."
She kissed me long and hard before she left for work. After cleaning the kitchen, I packed a bag and left for the cabin. My prick remained hard during the trip while thinking of the last time Mom and I were at Brooke's place.
Before I could knock on the cabin door, Brooke opened it and hugged me. "I've missed you so much," she cooed. After releasing me, Brooke moved backward, allowing me to admire her attire. She knew my tastes perfectly; my prick responded to her beauty.
She wore a tight midriff top, showing off her smooth stomach. Her hard nipples poked out the clinging material and begged for attention. She wore a short, flared skirt, which allowed her to show off her firm legs. Her beaming smile turned sad when she realized I was alone.
She walked around me and stood in the doorway, looking to see if Mom was following. "Where's Megan? Is everything alright?"
"Nothing is wrong. We were married as planned, and we're happier than ever. Mom wanted to surprise you and send me alone. It's her wedding present to you, a week for us to enjoy ourselves."
She slammed the door and pulled me tightly against her soft body, kissing me hard. She was on fire. Her mouth opened; our tongues wrestled for control. Her nimble fingers unbuckled me, and before I did anything to her, she slid my pants and shorts off. My hands held her bare waist and traveled up under her top to capture her firm tits.
Brooke's moaning increased when I pinched and teased her nipples. I moved one hand to her thigh and inched up to her pelvis. She wore no panties; I slipped two fingers into her juicy slot. She was hot and ready.
"It looks like you missed me. Your pussy is soaked," I professed.
"I've been looking forward to this all week. Take me, Mike. Right here, right now. Please?"
Holding her ass cheeks, I lifted her and pulled her close to my body. Slamming her into the door, I lowered her onto my stiff staff. Her eyes widened, and her tongue went wild when my prick split her velvety folds. When our pubic hair meshed together, I paused, allowing only our mouths to stimulate each other.
Her hips twisted and churned; she was unwilling to wait any longer. Fulfilling both of our wishes, I fucked her hard against the door. The loud banging on the hardwood and our groins slamming together filled the room. Brooke released my mouth to suck in air, while I serviced her tight snatch. "Oh god, I needed this so bad. Fuck me hard, Mike. Fill me with your sperm."
There kocaeli escort (https://pomada.org/) was no way I was going to last any longer. The long horny drive took its toll, and my prick grew larger. "Your pussy is driving me crazy. I'm cumming. Get ready for a full load," I groaned.
When the first blast scalded her walls, her pussy reciprocated and clamped hard. We fucked through our orgasms and held each other until I softened and fell out of her drenched slot. "Wow, your balls were full of cum. Didn't Megan take care of you before you left this morning?" she asked.
Before I could answer, she said, "Of course she didn't. Let me guess. She told you to save it for me so you'd have a big load. She's always looking out for everyone else. It's no wonder you love her so much."
"She is wonderfully caring and, of course, hot. You have nothing to be jealous of; you're exactly like her."
She blushed and replied, "You say the sweetest things. I wish I could return the favor she's given me."
"There is something you could do. Mom hinted that she'd like us to take pictures of the nighties you wear during our time together, and maybe a few shots of what happens afterward."
She smiled and dashed to her bedroom. On her way, she yelled, "Follow me. I have an idea."
Opening her closet, she pulled out a tripod with a camera secured on top of it. "I use this to photograph wildlife in the forest. We'll use it to record everything we do. She'll see how well her son and husband can satisfy a horny cougar."
We adjourned to the living room and caught up since the last time we had been together. The days quickly passed while we hiked and ate at the same places Mom and I had visited. My love for her increased dramatically, and I was sure she shared the same emotions.
We took a lot of selfies to document our trip. We updated Mom with each day's events, carefully not mentioning the intimate recordings we were making for her to enjoy when I returned. Around the third day, Mary pestered me with several messages.
After each nightie preview, we stripped and moved to the bed to film our lovemaking. We varied our positions, so we'd have a wonderful collection of porn. One night, I crossed my legs and sat on the bed while she wrapped her legs around me and sat on my lap. It allowed us to remain upright, and since she was on my lap, her eyes were at my level while her pussy was full of hard cock. We slowly fucked, enjoying our romantic lovemaking. My phone chirped, and I ignored it, guessing it was Mary.
Brooke asked, "Who keeps texting you? Aren't you going to answer?"
"I'm sure it's my sister, Mary. She's always curious about what I'm doing. At times, she's a little pesky."
Attempting to refocus her attention away from my sister, I thrust deep, causing her to groan in pleasure.
"Show me a picture of your sister," Brooke insisted.
I picked up my phone and swiped to the folder which contained my personal photos. Fortunately, there were no embarrassing, intimate pictures. After handing my phone to Brooke, I cupped and kneaded her firm breasts. She shifted her attention to Mary and exclaimed, "She's pretty hot. Tell me you're not banging her."
Unfortunately, when she made the connection, my mind drifted to fucking my sister, and my cock jerked in Brooke's warm oven. "Ha, I knew it. You're fucking your mother and sister. Why didn't you tell me?"
"A couple of reasons. I didn't want to overwhelm you and, most importantly, I didn't want to lose you."
Brooke bumped her hips and kissed me hard. "You don't have to worry about that. I think it's sweet and exciting that you're fucking her. I can't wait to meet her myself. She screams with lust. She's shaven, isn't she?"
When I nodded, Brooke went crazy, humping my prick as a mini-orgasm hit her. When she recovered, she swiped the pictures and found Mom's before finding Charlotte's. "Who's this woman? You don't have to beat around the bush. You'd have to be crazy not to be fucking her."
"That's Charlotte. We call her Queen Cleopatra. She's the minister's wife and had an affair with Dad."
After filling her in with all the details, she chirped, "That's quite the harem of women you've accumulated. I'll need to meet her also, for some of her special therapy."
My pace quickened when we neared our mutual orgasms. "Let's see who else is in your collection of lovers," she breathed heavily, between moans and groans.
The last image was of her and me at a scenic point in the forest. "That's sweet. It's a picture of us together. I don't think I've seen a happier-looking couple. I forgive you; now fuck me to the finish. I can't believe you're here with me for an entire week when you could have your pick of those sexy women."
Sawing my prick against her sensitive walls, I brought her up fast. My hands released her breasts and wrapped around her to hug her tightly. We kissed as our excitement escalated. "Brooke, there's something else you need to know. Mom advised me to disclose kocaeli escort bayan (https://pomada.org/) my feelings to you. I'm deeply in love with you."
"I love you, too," Brooke groaned.
"My cock is ready to erupt in your tight pussy. Cum on my prick and seal our commitment," I croaked.
"Dot it, baby. Sperm me, and I'll cum on your marvelous prick."
That's all it took. Streams of cum spewed out and flooded her pussy, setting off her release. We humped together through our convulsions. When finished, we hugged each other, enjoying our post-coital bliss.
A great deal of relief swept through me, knowing Brooke loved me as much as I did her. We fell onto the bed and caressed each other until we fell asleep.
The rest of the week went far too fast. Brooke insisted I tell her all my sexual bouts while we made love. She convinced me to re-enact every seduction that occurred. It was thrilling as she substituted herself for each of the partners in my life. It was even more sexually stimulating that we filmed it for Mom to review at a later time.
When it was time to go, I gathered the memory sticks filled with our adventures and kissed Brooke farewell.
Before I parted, Brooke ordered, "Wait here. I have something for you."
Running into the bedroom, she quickly returned with two enormous shopping bags. "Here are the nighties I posed in. Tell her I expect to see a show of her modeling them, plus how it affects you."
Saying our goodbyes, I was soon on the road back to Mom. I couldn't believe how lucky I was to have found Brooke.
Once I arrived home, Mom sensed how much I already missed Brooke and made it up to me with a fantastic blowjob, followed by hours of passionate sex. She demonstrated how much she missed me by showering me with motherly affection.
*****
After my first week at my new job, I contributed more than my employer expected for an entry-level employee. I spent the mornings learning the responsibilities of the different functional areas. Afternoons, I cleaned up the messy code caused by the previous software engineers. After a few weeks, it became clear that I would have to spend months cooped up in my cubicle.
My boss offered me a chance to work remotely from home since I wasn't required to interact with anyone else. I eagerly accepted, and he was happy to allow me to switch to half-days, working in the mornings. He knew I would do a full day's worth of work, and they'd only have to pay for half. I didn't care, as it allowed me to synchronize my schedule with Mom's.
Mary thrived in her new position and loved working at the hospital. Mom convinced me to take Brooke on a date at least twice a week and spend the night at her place. Our secret relationship was in jeopardy of being revealed when Mom and I fucked while watching the cabin tapes. We had to have the remote handy in case Mary came home unexpectedly.
One Friday afternoon, Mom was riding me cowgirl style and had already orgasmed twice when I heard the front door close. Expecting Mary, I was surprised to see Charlotte. Mom faced away from the door and groaned so loud that she wasn't aware of her arrival. One look at us, and Charlotte shed her clothes and played with her pussy while watching Mom ride me.
Charlotte's impatience got the best of her, prompting her to crawl onto the bed and reach around to cup Mom's breasts. Mom kept her eyes closed as she felt her nipples teased by an expert. Her panting increased, and when Charlotte lowered her hand to finger Mom's engorged clit, Mom screamed while her pussy pulsed on my shaft.
"Sorry, Megan, but I need to borrow your son," Charlotte apologized. "More to the point, his cock."
"Charlotte?" Mom surprisingly asked. "It's so good to see you. I've missed you."
Mom pulled off and moved to the side, allowing Charlotte to devour my prick with her hungry pussy. She wildly fucked me with passion and came within a couple of minutes. With my cock embedded deep in her snug snatch, Charlotte lowered her body to mine and kissed me as if it was our first time. She was horny and required a good fucking. Shifting her legs downward, she rolled us over. Her legs wrapped around me; her hips humped to meet my pelvis.
"Fuck me hard, Mike. Your cock is splitting me open. Make me cum on your hard prick again."
I wasted no time and thrust hard into her canal. It would usually take a lot of effort to bring her to an orgasm, but she was on fire and came after a dozen strokes. I didn't stop, continuing to pound her hungry pussy.
"Don't push too hard. You wouldn't want to give your baby brain damage," she giggled.
"Wow, you're pregnant!" screeched Mom. "I'm so happy for you, Charlotte. You're going to be a superb mother."
Charlotte responded with a grunt when my thrusting became more intense. It was exciting, knowing I was fucking a woman I had bred. My pace quickened, and her next orgasm caused my cock to spew a load of cum into her contracting cunny. Her feet pulled me in izmit escort (https://pomada.org/) while I deposited my contents. Our rapid panting prevented us from conversing. Once she released her legs, I dropped to the bed to catch my breath.
"Thank god, still better," Charlotte gasped.
"What?" asked Mom.
Charlotte smiled and replied, "When I spilled my guts and told my husband I was pregnant, he couldn't wait to fuck me. Who knew he'd be excited that another man had impregnated his wife? It was the first time he's been able to make me climax twice in one session. I thought it might be the best fuck I'd ever received, but nope, no one can beat your son. Thank you for providing the proof."
"Congratulations, Charlotte," I expressed my sincere concern. "I'm glad he took it so well, but how could anyone complain about Queen Cleopatra bringing another royal baby into the kingdom?"
She laughed and countered, "There is one problem. In my euphoria, I agreed to take care of an uncomfortable situation. One of the elder's wives has been occupying too much of his time. He can't adequately service others and is afraid contributions will dwindle. I promised him I'd find someone to rectify his dilemma."
Mom's expression turned to concern with the possible introduction of another woman into our close-knit family. Charlotte quickly calmed her, explaining, "Don't worry. I'm not suggesting that Mike will be involved in another relationship. Although, I will need him and you to help. This woman has a twenty-year-old son, and once we get them to fuck, I am confident her needs will shift from my husband."
Mom's sigh of relief was evident as she exuded, "There's nothing like a son fucking his mom to take care of things. I know it worked wonders with me."
We all laughed. Mom continued, "Has her son shown any interest in her? Why hasn't she already tapped him, if she's that horny?"
Charlotte giggled, "Oh, he's interested, alright. I can tell by the way he leers at her in church. Once we open her eyes to the possibility of constant cock, we'll be able to convince her to leave my husband for greener pastures."
She explained her plan and our involvement. Mom made several suggestions, and we agreed to meet her the next day at the church.
After Charlotte left, I turned to Mom and kissed her. "Mom, I'd like to tell Brooke before we follow through with this."
Mom smiled and replied, "Of course, you should. Take her out tonight and explain; give her my love."
*****
I returned home in the morning before anyone was awake and cooked breakfast. Mary had volunteered to work the weekend, so she left immediately after eating. When Mom and I were alone, her curious look begged for an answer from my meeting with Brooke.
"We're a go, Mom," I remarked. "She thinks it's a great idea that we're helping another mother and son come together. When she heard Charlotte was pregnant, she couldn't remove my clothes fast enough. It was a rough two hours before her passion calmed."
"She's a real catch. We should introduce her to the rest of the family. Discuss it with Brooke and see how she feels."
We arrived thirty minutes early, and Charlotte gracefully escorted us to the rear of the church. After she navigated us through a myriad of rooms and doors, we finally arrived at the room where the minister paid homage to his most loyal and lucrative benefactors.
Several comfortable couches and chairs were in the room, along with rugs positioned strategically on the floor. Three doors led to small rooms on one side. The sanctuary was set up for fucking. I placed the bag I was carrying for Mom by a chair along the wall.
Charlotte looked stunning in her conservative church outfit. Approaching Mom, she asked, "Are you prepped and ready?" She ran her hand up Mom's leg and under her skirt. Finding her hairy pussy, she jammed a finger in deeply and brought it back out, licking her finger clean. "Excellent. You enjoy role-playing with your son, don't you?"
Mom hoarsely replied, "I love doing everything with him, as you do. Let's get Mike ready, shall we?"
Charlotte removed my shoes and socks, while Mom unbuttoned my shirt. Once all my clothes were off, Mom kissed me while Charlotte sucked my cock until hard. Before I became too excited, they released me.
Mom handed me a plush robe draped over a chair. It was heavy, but the soft cotton felt comfortable against my skin. I laughed when I noticed an official-looking gold cross embroidered on one side.
Charlotte ordered, "Okay, wait in your rooms until it's time."
Grabbing Mom's bag, I left for my assigned quarters. Each room had a peephole, enabling us to monitor the progress. Charlotte left us when it was time for her to escort the woman in question to the love chamber. I looked through the view-hole when I heard Charlotte say, "Please have a seat, Lena. My husband organized this meeting to provide you with additional assistance."
My prick jerked in appreciation when I viewed Lena's body. She was a tall, big-boned, blonde Swede, and her display of wealth was clear with her expensive clothes and well-cared-for skin. Her tight blouse hid her large, augmented breasts, which stood proud and firm.
All characters are over the age of eighteen years. This story includes unprotected sex between family members with the intent of pregnancy. It does not involve anal.
Previously: Mike married his mother. Mike had his work cut out for him, having to satisfy the attendees. Mary announced a career change, striving to become a nurse.
Special thanks to Malcolmsu for his assistance in proofreading and editing my story.
Waking first, I carefully rolled out of bed without disturbing my mom and sister. Both had to work, so I made breakfast while they slept. They appeared right before I placed their plates on the table. "Good luck on your job today," I said, smiling at Mary, trying to ease her angst.
"Thanks, Mikey. I'm looking forward to it. The last few years have been so wasteful. I'm confident I'm finally heading in the right direction."
"At least you have the looks for the career. Nothing hotter than a woman in a nurse's uniform," I ribbed her.
Both Mom and Mary laughed. "You watch too much TV," Mary replied. "From what I've seen, they're not the same voluptuous women that portray them on screen. In reality, they're the same mix as any other job. And if I don't get going, I won't make it through day one. See you guys later."
She hopped up and stopped by her room before skipping out the door. That left Mom and me to finish breakfast. When Mom was done, she insisted, "I'll take the bus to work. I want you to drive to the cabin to meet Brooke. She left earlier than planned, so she'll be there by the time you arrive."
"Thanks, Mom. I hate leaving you two for the week. Maybe Brooke and I can drive back to see you on Wednesday or Thursday."
"Don't you dare!" Mom chirped enthusiastically. "I want you two to enjoy the entire time together. Your feelings for her are strong, and I don't want you holding back. It's not a crime to love more than one person, so don't be afraid to let her know. Follow your heart."
"How about Mary? What are you going to tell her?"
"There's always the tried and true Jason excuse. You needed a week of relaxation in the woods before you report to work next week. I'm glad you gave Mary a thorough fucking last night. Hopefully, it'll hold her off for a few days until she ravages my body," she giggled.
"Speaking of that. How about you send me off with a farewell quickie?"
"No, I want you to have a full load for Brooke. I have to catch the bus. See you in a week, sweetie. Text me with updates."
She kissed me long and hard before she left for work. After cleaning the kitchen, I packed a bag and left for the cabin. My prick remained hard during the trip while thinking of the last time Mom and I were at Brooke's place.
Before I could knock on the cabin door, Brooke opened it and hugged me. "I've missed you so much," she cooed. After releasing me, Brooke moved backward, allowing me to admire her attire. She knew my tastes perfectly; my prick responded to her beauty.
She wore a tight midriff top, showing off her smooth stomach. Her hard nipples poked out the clinging material and begged for attention. She wore a short, flared skirt, which allowed her to show off her firm legs. Her beaming smile turned sad when she realized I was alone.
She walked around me and stood in the doorway, looking to see if Mom was following. "Where's Megan? Is everything alright?"
"Nothing is wrong. We were married as planned, and we're happier than ever. Mom wanted to surprise you and send me alone. It's her wedding present to you, a week for us to enjoy ourselves."
She slammed the door and pulled me tightly against her soft body, kissing me hard. She was on fire. Her mouth opened; our tongues wrestled for control. Her nimble fingers unbuckled me, and before I did anything to her, she slid my pants and shorts off. My hands held her bare waist and traveled up under her top to capture her firm tits.
Brooke's moaning increased when I pinched and teased her nipples. I moved one hand to her thigh and inched up to her pelvis. She wore no panties; I slipped two fingers into her juicy slot. She was hot and ready.
"It looks like you missed me. Your pussy is soaked," I professed.
"I've been looking forward to this all week. Take me, Mike. Right here, right now. Please?"
Holding her ass cheeks, I lifted her and pulled her close to my body. Slamming her into the door, I lowered her onto my stiff staff. Her eyes widened, and her tongue went wild when my prick split her velvety folds. When our pubic hair meshed together, I paused, allowing only our mouths to stimulate each other.
Her hips twisted and churned; she was unwilling to wait any longer. Fulfilling both of our wishes, I fucked her hard against the door. The loud banging on the hardwood and our groins slamming together filled the room. Brooke released my mouth to suck in air, while I serviced her tight snatch. "Oh god, I needed this so bad. Fuck me hard, Mike. Fill me with your sperm."
There kocaeli escort (https://pomada.org/) was no way I was going to last any longer. The long horny drive took its toll, and my prick grew larger. "Your pussy is driving me crazy. I'm cumming. Get ready for a full load," I groaned.
When the first blast scalded her walls, her pussy reciprocated and clamped hard. We fucked through our orgasms and held each other until I softened and fell out of her drenched slot. "Wow, your balls were full of cum. Didn't Megan take care of you before you left this morning?" she asked.
Before I could answer, she said, "Of course she didn't. Let me guess. She told you to save it for me so you'd have a big load. She's always looking out for everyone else. It's no wonder you love her so much."
"She is wonderfully caring and, of course, hot. You have nothing to be jealous of; you're exactly like her."
She blushed and replied, "You say the sweetest things. I wish I could return the favor she's given me."
"There is something you could do. Mom hinted that she'd like us to take pictures of the nighties you wear during our time together, and maybe a few shots of what happens afterward."
She smiled and dashed to her bedroom. On her way, she yelled, "Follow me. I have an idea."
Opening her closet, she pulled out a tripod with a camera secured on top of it. "I use this to photograph wildlife in the forest. We'll use it to record everything we do. She'll see how well her son and husband can satisfy a horny cougar."
We adjourned to the living room and caught up since the last time we had been together. The days quickly passed while we hiked and ate at the same places Mom and I had visited. My love for her increased dramatically, and I was sure she shared the same emotions.
We took a lot of selfies to document our trip. We updated Mom with each day's events, carefully not mentioning the intimate recordings we were making for her to enjoy when I returned. Around the third day, Mary pestered me with several messages.
After each nightie preview, we stripped and moved to the bed to film our lovemaking. We varied our positions, so we'd have a wonderful collection of porn. One night, I crossed my legs and sat on the bed while she wrapped her legs around me and sat on my lap. It allowed us to remain upright, and since she was on my lap, her eyes were at my level while her pussy was full of hard cock. We slowly fucked, enjoying our romantic lovemaking. My phone chirped, and I ignored it, guessing it was Mary.
Brooke asked, "Who keeps texting you? Aren't you going to answer?"
"I'm sure it's my sister, Mary. She's always curious about what I'm doing. At times, she's a little pesky."
Attempting to refocus her attention away from my sister, I thrust deep, causing her to groan in pleasure.
"Show me a picture of your sister," Brooke insisted.
I picked up my phone and swiped to the folder which contained my personal photos. Fortunately, there were no embarrassing, intimate pictures. After handing my phone to Brooke, I cupped and kneaded her firm breasts. She shifted her attention to Mary and exclaimed, "She's pretty hot. Tell me you're not banging her."
Unfortunately, when she made the connection, my mind drifted to fucking my sister, and my cock jerked in Brooke's warm oven. "Ha, I knew it. You're fucking your mother and sister. Why didn't you tell me?"
"A couple of reasons. I didn't want to overwhelm you and, most importantly, I didn't want to lose you."
Brooke bumped her hips and kissed me hard. "You don't have to worry about that. I think it's sweet and exciting that you're fucking her. I can't wait to meet her myself. She screams with lust. She's shaven, isn't she?"
When I nodded, Brooke went crazy, humping my prick as a mini-orgasm hit her. When she recovered, she swiped the pictures and found Mom's before finding Charlotte's. "Who's this woman? You don't have to beat around the bush. You'd have to be crazy not to be fucking her."
"That's Charlotte. We call her Queen Cleopatra. She's the minister's wife and had an affair with Dad."
After filling her in with all the details, she chirped, "That's quite the harem of women you've accumulated. I'll need to meet her also, for some of her special therapy."
My pace quickened when we neared our mutual orgasms. "Let's see who else is in your collection of lovers," she breathed heavily, between moans and groans.
The last image was of her and me at a scenic point in the forest. "That's sweet. It's a picture of us together. I don't think I've seen a happier-looking couple. I forgive you; now fuck me to the finish. I can't believe you're here with me for an entire week when you could have your pick of those sexy women."
Sawing my prick against her sensitive walls, I brought her up fast. My hands released her breasts and wrapped around her to hug her tightly. We kissed as our excitement escalated. "Brooke, there's something else you need to know. Mom advised me to disclose kocaeli escort bayan (https://pomada.org/) my feelings to you. I'm deeply in love with you."
"I love you, too," Brooke groaned.
"My cock is ready to erupt in your tight pussy. Cum on my prick and seal our commitment," I croaked.
"Dot it, baby. Sperm me, and I'll cum on your marvelous prick."
That's all it took. Streams of cum spewed out and flooded her pussy, setting off her release. We humped together through our convulsions. When finished, we hugged each other, enjoying our post-coital bliss.
A great deal of relief swept through me, knowing Brooke loved me as much as I did her. We fell onto the bed and caressed each other until we fell asleep.
The rest of the week went far too fast. Brooke insisted I tell her all my sexual bouts while we made love. She convinced me to re-enact every seduction that occurred. It was thrilling as she substituted herself for each of the partners in my life. It was even more sexually stimulating that we filmed it for Mom to review at a later time.
When it was time to go, I gathered the memory sticks filled with our adventures and kissed Brooke farewell.
Before I parted, Brooke ordered, "Wait here. I have something for you."
Running into the bedroom, she quickly returned with two enormous shopping bags. "Here are the nighties I posed in. Tell her I expect to see a show of her modeling them, plus how it affects you."
Saying our goodbyes, I was soon on the road back to Mom. I couldn't believe how lucky I was to have found Brooke.
Once I arrived home, Mom sensed how much I already missed Brooke and made it up to me with a fantastic blowjob, followed by hours of passionate sex. She demonstrated how much she missed me by showering me with motherly affection.
*****
After my first week at my new job, I contributed more than my employer expected for an entry-level employee. I spent the mornings learning the responsibilities of the different functional areas. Afternoons, I cleaned up the messy code caused by the previous software engineers. After a few weeks, it became clear that I would have to spend months cooped up in my cubicle.
My boss offered me a chance to work remotely from home since I wasn't required to interact with anyone else. I eagerly accepted, and he was happy to allow me to switch to half-days, working in the mornings. He knew I would do a full day's worth of work, and they'd only have to pay for half. I didn't care, as it allowed me to synchronize my schedule with Mom's.
Mary thrived in her new position and loved working at the hospital. Mom convinced me to take Brooke on a date at least twice a week and spend the night at her place. Our secret relationship was in jeopardy of being revealed when Mom and I fucked while watching the cabin tapes. We had to have the remote handy in case Mary came home unexpectedly.
One Friday afternoon, Mom was riding me cowgirl style and had already orgasmed twice when I heard the front door close. Expecting Mary, I was surprised to see Charlotte. Mom faced away from the door and groaned so loud that she wasn't aware of her arrival. One look at us, and Charlotte shed her clothes and played with her pussy while watching Mom ride me.
Charlotte's impatience got the best of her, prompting her to crawl onto the bed and reach around to cup Mom's breasts. Mom kept her eyes closed as she felt her nipples teased by an expert. Her panting increased, and when Charlotte lowered her hand to finger Mom's engorged clit, Mom screamed while her pussy pulsed on my shaft.
"Sorry, Megan, but I need to borrow your son," Charlotte apologized. "More to the point, his cock."
"Charlotte?" Mom surprisingly asked. "It's so good to see you. I've missed you."
Mom pulled off and moved to the side, allowing Charlotte to devour my prick with her hungry pussy. She wildly fucked me with passion and came within a couple of minutes. With my cock embedded deep in her snug snatch, Charlotte lowered her body to mine and kissed me as if it was our first time. She was horny and required a good fucking. Shifting her legs downward, she rolled us over. Her legs wrapped around me; her hips humped to meet my pelvis.
"Fuck me hard, Mike. Your cock is splitting me open. Make me cum on your hard prick again."
I wasted no time and thrust hard into her canal. It would usually take a lot of effort to bring her to an orgasm, but she was on fire and came after a dozen strokes. I didn't stop, continuing to pound her hungry pussy.
"Don't push too hard. You wouldn't want to give your baby brain damage," she giggled.
"Wow, you're pregnant!" screeched Mom. "I'm so happy for you, Charlotte. You're going to be a superb mother."
Charlotte responded with a grunt when my thrusting became more intense. It was exciting, knowing I was fucking a woman I had bred. My pace quickened, and her next orgasm caused my cock to spew a load of cum into her contracting cunny. Her feet pulled me in izmit escort (https://pomada.org/) while I deposited my contents. Our rapid panting prevented us from conversing. Once she released her legs, I dropped to the bed to catch my breath.
"Thank god, still better," Charlotte gasped.
"What?" asked Mom.
Charlotte smiled and replied, "When I spilled my guts and told my husband I was pregnant, he couldn't wait to fuck me. Who knew he'd be excited that another man had impregnated his wife? It was the first time he's been able to make me climax twice in one session. I thought it might be the best fuck I'd ever received, but nope, no one can beat your son. Thank you for providing the proof."
"Congratulations, Charlotte," I expressed my sincere concern. "I'm glad he took it so well, but how could anyone complain about Queen Cleopatra bringing another royal baby into the kingdom?"
She laughed and countered, "There is one problem. In my euphoria, I agreed to take care of an uncomfortable situation. One of the elder's wives has been occupying too much of his time. He can't adequately service others and is afraid contributions will dwindle. I promised him I'd find someone to rectify his dilemma."
Mom's expression turned to concern with the possible introduction of another woman into our close-knit family. Charlotte quickly calmed her, explaining, "Don't worry. I'm not suggesting that Mike will be involved in another relationship. Although, I will need him and you to help. This woman has a twenty-year-old son, and once we get them to fuck, I am confident her needs will shift from my husband."
Mom's sigh of relief was evident as she exuded, "There's nothing like a son fucking his mom to take care of things. I know it worked wonders with me."
We all laughed. Mom continued, "Has her son shown any interest in her? Why hasn't she already tapped him, if she's that horny?"
Charlotte giggled, "Oh, he's interested, alright. I can tell by the way he leers at her in church. Once we open her eyes to the possibility of constant cock, we'll be able to convince her to leave my husband for greener pastures."
She explained her plan and our involvement. Mom made several suggestions, and we agreed to meet her the next day at the church.
After Charlotte left, I turned to Mom and kissed her. "Mom, I'd like to tell Brooke before we follow through with this."
Mom smiled and replied, "Of course, you should. Take her out tonight and explain; give her my love."
*****
I returned home in the morning before anyone was awake and cooked breakfast. Mary had volunteered to work the weekend, so she left immediately after eating. When Mom and I were alone, her curious look begged for an answer from my meeting with Brooke.
"We're a go, Mom," I remarked. "She thinks it's a great idea that we're helping another mother and son come together. When she heard Charlotte was pregnant, she couldn't remove my clothes fast enough. It was a rough two hours before her passion calmed."
"She's a real catch. We should introduce her to the rest of the family. Discuss it with Brooke and see how she feels."
We arrived thirty minutes early, and Charlotte gracefully escorted us to the rear of the church. After she navigated us through a myriad of rooms and doors, we finally arrived at the room where the minister paid homage to his most loyal and lucrative benefactors.
Several comfortable couches and chairs were in the room, along with rugs positioned strategically on the floor. Three doors led to small rooms on one side. The sanctuary was set up for fucking. I placed the bag I was carrying for Mom by a chair along the wall.
Charlotte looked stunning in her conservative church outfit. Approaching Mom, she asked, "Are you prepped and ready?" She ran her hand up Mom's leg and under her skirt. Finding her hairy pussy, she jammed a finger in deeply and brought it back out, licking her finger clean. "Excellent. You enjoy role-playing with your son, don't you?"
Mom hoarsely replied, "I love doing everything with him, as you do. Let's get Mike ready, shall we?"
Charlotte removed my shoes and socks, while Mom unbuttoned my shirt. Once all my clothes were off, Mom kissed me while Charlotte sucked my cock until hard. Before I became too excited, they released me.
Mom handed me a plush robe draped over a chair. It was heavy, but the soft cotton felt comfortable against my skin. I laughed when I noticed an official-looking gold cross embroidered on one side.
Charlotte ordered, "Okay, wait in your rooms until it's time."
Grabbing Mom's bag, I left for my assigned quarters. Each room had a peephole, enabling us to monitor the progress. Charlotte left us when it was time for her to escort the woman in question to the love chamber. I looked through the view-hole when I heard Charlotte say, "Please have a seat, Lena. My husband organized this meeting to provide you with additional assistance."
My prick jerked in appreciation when I viewed Lena's body. She was a tall, big-boned, blonde Swede, and her display of wealth was clear with her expensive clothes and well-cared-for skin. Her tight blouse hid her large, augmented breasts, which stood proud and firm.