I knew exactly where that idea originated. The mother-son couple in the hotel captured Mom’s attention when I told her about our joining. Mom must have convinced Monica to include role-playing with her business.
When we returned to the house, Monica and my mother were in the kitchen preparing dinner. Mom and Lisa smirked at each other, silently communicating that Lisa had informed me of their plans. Camila watched TV while Dinah slept in her lap. Lisa and I appreciated the meal as we had built up an appetite from not taking much time to eat over the weekend.
When we finished, Monica hugged me and told me to return home. She wanted some girl time with Lisa and Mom for a while. My thoughts were reliving the weekend so much that I was back at our place before I knew it.
Wanting to take a shower before Monica came home, I quickly undressed and started for the bathroom when I heard a familiar voice behind me.
“Hi, Sam. Isn’t my favorite nephew going to greet his aunt?”
Turning around, I saw Rachel cloaked in a billowy maternity dress. I exclaimed, “Aunt Rachel! I had no idea you were here. Do Mom and Monica know?”
“Of course, they insisted we spend a night together getting reacquainted if you know what I mean.”
She smiled as she strolled over and hugged me tight, kissing me. Releasing me, she pushed me onto the bed. After positioning herself on top of my legs, she wrapped her hands around my stiffening rod, coaxing it to turn hard. Confident I was ready, she rose and flipped her dress over my pelvis. Rising, she held my prick steady, lowering her horny pussy down my shaft. Her skirt covered our groins as her pussy made contact with my engorged head. She groaned when she reacquainted herself with my staff.
“It’s been too long since I’ve enjoyed your monster cock. I should have come back sooner,” exclaimed my excited aunt.
“I’ve missed you too, Rachel. Are you back for good? Where’s your boyfriend?”
Her face grimaced while she worked her tight pussy up and down a few inches, allowing her pussy to stretch around my girth.
“For one thing, his name is Bob. And he wanted to stay home. When your mom called and asked me to come back, I was hesitant to ask him. Surprisingly, he insisted I come back to see my family. For the prior week, he’s received the benefits of my lust since I became so horny thinking about your fat cock. He told me I’d have to come back more often if it got me that excited.”
Placing her hands on my shoulders, she leaned over and lowered deeper. Gasping for air, she sank until our groins smashed together. Her smile widened when she fucked up and down my pole. Moving her hands to mine, she guided them under her dress until they rested on her bulging belly.
“Feel your child, Sam. She’s growing fast.”
When she released her hands, mine were free to roam around her large abdomen. She gripped the bottom of her dress, pulled it over her head, and tossed it to the floor. Her taut nipples proudly stood up on her swollen breasts. Even though she became pregnant around the same time as Monica, her signs of pregnancy were progressing faster.
Smiling while she cupped her full mounds, she chirped, “You like them, Sam? Do you notice anything else that’s different?”
Reaching up to her engorged tits, I massaged her mounds while she continued to pump up and down my shaft. Not answering her question, she rose higher and looked down at our groins. My eyes followed and ended at where she was looking. She had allowed her shaved pussy to grow out bushy.
My prick stiffened, knowing she grew it out for me. Rewarding her, I humped up hard, scraping her clit while my rod ravaged her tight pussy. She screeched with pleasure when my prick bottomed out, my balls hitting her soft ass cheeks.
“Your mom told me I wouldn’t regret letting it grow, and you’re proving her right. Bob loves it too, so it looks like I’ll join the rest of the family and keep my hairy pussy. Now, show me how you like to suck a mother’s tit like a baby.”
Pulling her down to my waiting mouth, my lips locked onto her turgid nipple. Her humping increased while I milked her tit and rammed my cock as hard and far as possible. Feeling my balls expand with sperm, I released her tit and pulled her hot mouth to mine. We French-kissed while my load of cum shot out of my cannon. She climaxed on my throbbing cock, milking me dry. Ending our kiss, we caught our breath while our orgasms subsided. Lowering herself on top of me, I wrapped my arms around her and stroked her smooth skin.
She ended the silence first, whispering, “Thank you, Sam. I’m definitely coming back more often to visit family. I hope the weight of my fat belly isn’t too much for you.”
“Nonsense, Rachel. I love you on top of me. Stay here so I can feel the baby move.”
Rachel slurred, “I’ll stay still until you recover. Afterward, you’ll take care of me only the way you can.”
We fulfilled her wishes, making love all night between short bursts of sleep.
*****
After taking our showers in the morning, we dressed, and I prepared a delicious meal for my sexy aunt. We talked about what we’d done the last few months; it was close to noon before we knew it. I was getting hard again looking at her beauty and held her close as I tenderly kissed her.
“Sam, let’s go sit in the living room. Camila is coming back over and should be here pretty soon.”
Before I could ask her whether Monica was bringing her over, I heard the door open. Dinah ran by us with Camila close behind. After hugging Rachel and talking to her for a few minutes, she left for her room.
Lisa entered the room, dressed in her nanny uniform. Her smirk revealed she knew Rachel had received the same treatment she had enjoyed the weekend before. Not commenting on our time together, she said, “I’m going to sit and watch Camila today. You two go back to your mother’s house. They have something to tell you.”
On our way to Mom’s house, I tried to think about what was in store for me. Rachel didn’t say anything on the way, further elevating my apprehension. Something smelled good when we entered the house. On the table was a freshly baked cake with seven lit candles.
Mom and Monica sat behind the table smiling while I tried to determine the significance of the cake. Monica giggled at my puzzlement and divulged, “It’s your seven-month anniversary of transforming your mother into your lover.”
Rachel laughed, pulling me close to her, and whispered, “I guess our anniversary will be in a couple of weeks if I recall events correctly.”
Reaching over, I ran my hand over her large belly, confirming her conjecture.
“Blow out the candles and let’s eat cake!” exclaimed Monica.
One quick huff filled the room with the faint smell of smoke. Mom carved out a slice of cake for each of us. Unable to get a word in with all three of them talking, I contently ate my delicious anniversary cake.
When we finished, Monica came over to me and kissed me tenderly. “Sam, we need to prepare your mom for your anniversary present. Stay here while we get her ready.”
Knowing my relatives, I hardened, anticipating a sexual liaison with one or more of them.
After ten minutes of laughing and giggling behind the closed bedroom door, Rachel emerged and strolled over to me. She wore the same pink nightie she wore the weekend I impregnated her. Her belly made the nightie ride up, revealing her hairy pussy.
“Stand up. I’m here to prep you for your mother.”
As soon as I stood, she hastily removed my clothes. Hugging me tightly, she locked her lips to mine as her hand searched and found my shaft.
Once fully erect, she released my lips and kissed her way down my body until her hot breath bathed my sensitive tip. Wasting no time for preliminaries, she sucked in as much cock as possible. Holding my hips, she shoved my prick as far back as she could without gagging. She was good, too good. I groaned in pleasure and quickly approached my orgasm while her mouth mauled my sensitive prick.
Cupping and squeezing my balls caused them to erupt and fill her mouth with sticky cum. She swallowed every drop and continued to milk my cock until it was soft.
“Damn, Rachel. I thought Mom was getting the present, not me. Not complaining, only surprised.”
“She is, but she deserves more than a fast romp in the sack. My blowjob should take you down a notch so you’ll last longer with your beautiful mother.”
She was right, of course. More than once, I came too fast while fucking Mom.
She rose and kissed me again. Tasting my salty cum, I reached up and fondled her large breasts pushing out her flimsy nightie. Pushing me back down to my chair, she smiled and returned to the bedroom. More giggling emerged when I imagined Rachel was telling them of her great sucking.