“Mom,” Thomas mumbled as he stepped out of his pants and underwear only to have them thrown aside by Emma.
“Hmm,” Rhea hummed happily as she started unbuttoning her blouse.
Thomas helped by pulling her blouse out of her skirt starting at the bottom. He did this by memory because his gaze never left his mother’s hazel-green and copper eyes as he whispered, “You surprise me. I never would have thought you to be one willing to share a man with another woman, much less two other women.”
“Three if we count this Margaret you’re so in love with,” Rhea replied dryly.
“Four if you count the other lady. What was her name? Leslie,” Emma added.
“Mmm,” Anna hummed a little disapprovingly, “Five women in love with you Thomas. Quite the harem you have now. Not that I am all that pleased about it. You’ve been mine since we were five. I would have liked to have kept it that way!”
“Well,” Rhea purred as her blouse and skirt fell away to reveal her transparent lace bra and panties encasing her opulent 36 I-cup breasts and freshly shaved-bald pussy, “Anna, Thomas was mine from birth. He was mine, is mine, and always will be mine. All of the rest of you are just–latecomers trying to steal my boy–my man’s affection from me.”
“Yeah yeah,” Anna replied grudgingly, “Well, I loved him romantically first. You only admitted how you felt after Heather cheated on Thomas and he left!”
“Ladies,” Emma interjected in a soothing voice, “Chill. There is plenty of Thomas to go around. He has stamina for days, and he loves us all. Even that bitch, Margaret.”
“Don’t call her that,” Thomas said suddenly in a low but firm tone, “You may not like her. You may disagree with how she’s treated me because of Cheyenne and Lauren’s lies and manipulation. But, I still love her, and she is pregnant with my child.”
Everything was friendly banter thus far, but with Thomas’s statement, the room fell silent leaving everyone with their disquieting thoughts of whether they had just ruined the mood. Anna and Emma finished undressing then Thomas smiled at all of them to which they smiled hesitantly in return.
“Why don’t we all climb on the bed and talk for a bit,” Thomas suggested.
They nodded in agreement and a few seconds later Thomas was sitting with his back against the headboard while Rhea sat cross-legged in front of him. Anna sat beside him on his right and Emma sat on his left.
They all shared a look as if they were waiting on him, so Thomas started, “Let me lead off by telling each of you how much I love you individually. I have no favorites. I love you all passionately! I–don’t have children. Mom, you do, so you will know the truth of this though I never understood it until recently. Loving each of you is like parents loving their children. They love them for who they are individually and just as fiercely as they love each of their other children. That is me loving you. I love Rhea because of who she is and what she means to me. Anna, I love you the same but differently. Emma, I love you because of who you are and because of how you’ve loved me over these past few months.”
Thomas paused as he read his three lover’s faces and shared warm smiles with each of them, then he continued, “As for Margaret and Leslie, I don’t know if they still love me. All I know is that I still love them. Margaret is due to have our child in March, I think. I am going to go see her and try to make amends.”
Looking at Rhea and Anna, he made his point, “Rhea, you’re my mother and Anna, you’re my aunt. As much as I love you both, we will never be able to be married.”
They both nodded their heads sadly in admittance of the facts.
“That will never change how much I love you though,” Thomas added, “However, Emma, if we want to we can get married.”
“I want to,” Emma chirped happily, knowing what was coming, the same thing that was in her letter, “Anytime. Anywhere. You just let me know!”
Thomas smiled at her eagerness, before continuing, “Please, if you love me enough to stay with me whether I marry you or not, then please just give me until March. I know this is unfair, especially since you know, and have an opinion, on how I was treated by Margaret and Leslie. However, I still love her and want to marry her, if she’ll have me.”
“Have all of us, you mean,” Rhea added firmly, “I’m not giving you up again, and I’m not going back to simply being your mother either!”
“Me too,” Anna agreed.
“Me too,” Emma added just as firmly.
“Yes,” Thomas agreed, “Margaret and Leslie broke up with me. They sent me away, and haven’t called once. So, if they want me back they will have to accept the new arrangement. It is all of us or nothing.”
“Good,” Rhea purred as she suddenly looked Thomas up and down though her eyes lingered on his erection, “Now if we’re done talking, will you fucking fuck a baby into me?!”
“I…” Thomas said in surprise, “Thought you said you’re already pregnant?”
“I am silly boy,” Rhea purred as she crawled up his body and kissed him, “But, that doesn’t mean I want you to stop trying to put a baby in me! Hell! If you did knock me up with two or more I’d be all the happier!”
“Crazy woman!” Emma growled as she shook her head, “Babies bring responsibility, I’ll settle for you fucking me until I cum–two, or three, or four times and then let me go surfing!”
Everyone laughed at that, but it was Anna who spoke next, “Well, I guess I don’t really have a choice anymore since I’m already pregnant, but I wouldn’t change it even if I could. I’ve wanted Thomas since I was six years old, and wanted to have his babies for almost as long.”
“Freaks,” Emma chortled but it was delivered in a voice that said she was only teasing, “I’m surrounded by incest freaks!”
“Well, I tried being normal with Heather,” Thomas said, “But we all know how that worked out.”
“Fuck normal,” Anna shouted derisively.
“Yeah, fuck normal,” Rhea agreed with a nod as she went down on Thomas’s dick.
“Hell fucking yes!” Emma yelled as she dived over Rhea and kissed Anna, “Fuck the living fucking shit out of normal! Come here Anna, I want some of those bovine titties of yours! Are you lactating yet?”
“You know I am,” Anna laughed as she caught Emma and they rolled to the other side of the King-sized bed.
That left only Rhea softly consuming Thomas’s dick. He put his right hand beneath her chin and gently pulled her up off of his swollen organ. Her hazel eyes, filled with a landscape of green with patches of copper, brown, and gold, met her son’s gray-green eyes.
“Thank you,” He whispered, “But I’m guaranteed to cum. Please, let me eat you up until we’re on the same page.”
Rhea smiled as she raised herself up, flipped onto her back, and laid down on the bed. Propping herself up on her elbows so that her gravid breasts nearly touched her navel, she purred, “I always knew I raised you right!”
Thomas returned her smile with a grin as he moved between her legs and kissed his way up her thick thighs. Her skin was a lovely pale white with undertones of pink and blue. He kissed his way to her pubic mound and he gently bit into her smooth flesh. He bit her and then he kissed her. He kissed his way up a little to where he figured their child was growing in her belly, and purred, “I love that you are pregnant with our baby.”
“Me too,” Rhea whispered in tones of pure love, “Our little seed has grown. It is about the size of a pea now.”
“Mmm,” Thomas hummed as his mouth slipped over Rhea’s clitoris and he licked before whispering, “And you’re sure you want me to fill your belly with peas.”
“Yes,” Rhea replied with a giggle, “Fill me up and impregnate me over and over again. As many times as you can before I’m too old to conceive anymore.”
“Surely that is still way off,” Thomas said before sucking his mother’s labia between his teeth and lashing her clitoris with his tongue.
“It’s closer for me than the others,” Rhea admitted, then continued in a less serious tone, “But I hear the joke is that it turns an oven into a toy box!”
“Well,” Thomas chuckled into her vulva, “That will be fun too!”
Rhea smirked but then gasped because Thomas was already attacking her pussy in earnest. His tongue delved into her vagina, licked around the entrance, then licked down over her perineum and kissed the bottoms of her ass cheeks. Then, he came back to her vagina, licked up her vulva, and sucked the dainty pedals of her inner labia into his mouth as his tongue found her clit.
Rhea had been aroused all evening. Her beautiful, brilliant, and kind-hearted son did that to her. All night she had found it hard to wait for this moment. The moment when she could show him how much she loved him, desired him, and still here he was between her thighs heating up her cunni. Making her gush with arousal. Making her body sing in delight. Making her love him even more than she thought was possible.
Her cunni felt like a wild nerve. She was so wet and tingly from her clitoris all the way to her ass cheeks. Her vagina was agitated and wanting like there was an itch deep inside and all around that couldn’t be satisfied, and it was growing. Her womb was an angry ball of fire that felt like it was stirring up her intestines and making her belly hot and hungry.
Rhea wanted chocolate. No, she wanted dick. She wanted to eat Thomas up. She wanted his semen inside her. She wanted him to eat her up. Her body felt like it was vibrating inside like she was going to go insane if she didn’t get him inside her that instant!
Rhea’s back arched until only her shoulders and ass touched the bed. She howled like a cat in heat. Her thighs clamped shut around Thomas’s head as she clawed at the bed. Then, suddenly she released him and like a possessed, sex-crazed beast she growled feraly as she flipped around and attacked Thomas. She bore him down to the bed like a lioness dragging her prey to the ground, and then she grabbed his dick and pounced on it!
His long hard rod slid into her vagina and stabbed into her mercilessly as her pelvis came crashing down onto his. Her ass and pussy bounced and ground on him like an out-of-control machine, and the whole time she kissed and growled and moaned. She was an inconsolable animal in the thrall of her breeding frenzy, and it was made all the more convincing by the way she whipped her long, curly, mid-thigh-length copper hair like an animal.
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