My wife Heather was after me. We still had superb sex 5 or 6 nights a week. This was after the divorce! I still loved her, and I think she was in love with me... But, I had only been divorced for ten months, and it felt like ten minutes. I was not quite ready for another shot at wedded bliss. She gave me lots of reasons not to be married.
About a year and a half earlier, things had been very different. I had been an emotional train wreck after I had found her with her fucking paramour. I beat the shit outta' the damn bastard, putting him in the county hospital. I became a guest of the state. County lock-up was not much fun for sixty days with me living there. I'm glad they suspended the last thirty days of my ninety day sentence for good behavior. It was good to be out of there.
However, her cheating on me was now a public fact that could not get erased or forgiven easily. It simplified getting the divorce immensely. Heather's dirty adultery was an open fact brought out at my trial, and could not be minimized or undone. The divorce practically sailed through.
The judge admonished me not to take the law into my own hands, and that violence never solves anything. It made me feel great after I beat the shit out of her lover! But I sure don't want another two month vacation courtesy of the court system.
Then three months after the divorce, Heather's sister Cathy showed up on my doorstep with a black eye and a river of tears. I wanted to go over and smack the shit out of her boyfriend, but I was locked in a custody battle, even though my wife and I were divorced! If I got tossed back in county lock-up, I could kiss shared custody goodbye. I was determined to be a good a dad as I could be, no matter what the cost. Gwen was the most important thing in my life, period. She was a wonderful daughter. I was lucky to have her as much as I did.
So despite my instinctive reaction to beat the fuckin' boyfriend's ass, I did not. I held Cathy close instead, and got plenty of ice for her face. I wound up taking her to the emergency room, where everyone thought I hit her! No good deed goes unpunished.
As if my ex had not punished me enough! In the end, I made it crystal clear that I was the good Samaritan here, not the asshole using a woman for a punching bag. The cops showed up and immediately wanted to arrest me. It took Cathy explaining it several times to keep me out of jail. They wanted to arrest her boyfriend, but she just wanted to let it go. I think that she feared his retribution if she did press charges. In the end, they just took her information. He did have an outstanding warrant, so I think they planned on a little visit, and a free stay downtown. Couldn't happen to a nicer guy.
Cathy stayed the weekend, and I nursed her back to health, although she still jumped at loud noises. Perhaps she has a touch of PSTD, and who could blame her for that? She had a very traumatic event. She cried in my arms a lot. She wept at the reminder of what her boyfriend did to her every time she looked in the mirror. So I hugged her and told her she was still beautiful. We didn't have sex because she was still getting over the boyfriend.
Cathy eventually moved in with her hot sexy girlfriend, Samantha, at least temporarily. I told her she was welcome anytime she wanted or needed to be here. Cathy kissed me hard, and tears fell as she left with her friend. Her friend Samantha kissed me on the lips as well, and told me that I was a good man. Sam thrust her tits into my chest! They both hugged me and then they were gone. Damn, they were both sexy as hell!
Cathy was short, voluptuous and blonde. Her ass was wonderful to watch as she walked, and her nipples poked through her clothes. She didn't wear a bra around me, although her large EE-size breasts probably needed an industrial strength one to lift those lovely round mambos. She seemed to enjoy "accidentally" pushing them against me to see my resultant erection from those marvelous mammaries just touching me. I can't stop my instant physical reaction! Those ta-tas have magical powers over men (and quite a few women too!).
Her BFF Samantha was a lithesome brunette in dark rimmed glasses. She looked like a sexy teacher. Sam also had huge hooters that looked extremely large on her delicate slender frame. Sam seemed to be batting only for the other team, which is so sad for men. Were they together? I don't know, but both women seemed to exude sexuality. I missed them right away, but I had other issues to deal with.
I could not think much about sex, worried as I was about my young daughter Gwen. The ex-bitch Heather was having a regular parade of fresh cock through her small apartment, and my eleven year old daughter Gwen was very scared and disgusted. I didn't know what to do, but a kid gave me the answer. It was so simple to do as well.
Walking around in the mall was one of her classmates. He was so proud that his dad bought him one of the newfangled I-phones. He was showing off the fantastic pictures and video. And of course he had to shove it in Gwens face and mine. The camera in the I-phone was pretty damn good, as was the video. The quality and video acuity was remarkable, even in very low light.
A lightbulb went off in my head! Off to purchase an I-phone for my daughter! The phone was a bit pricey, but it was absolutely perfect for the task I had in mind. The camera is designed to work with low light levels and has a great video function as well. It was perfect for my daughter.
Gwen was overjoyed at the early Christmas present. I told her that I wanted her to take lots of photos and videos if the opportunity ever presented itself. Was her mom ever drunk? If any of her mom's 'boy toys' even went near her, hit my speed dial number and 911 as well, if she was scared that I wouldn't make it there in time.
Gwen loved it. It gave her and me a sense of security, and I made damn sure I was close by for the next few weeks. I'm very glad we planned it out. It saved my daughter from a potential rapist. I got full custody as well, but that's just a small consolation. The main thing is that my precious daughter was ok.
It didn't take even a week to get all the relevant information and evidence. My ex, Heather, and her 'boy toy' fucked up a storm in the master bedroom, not caring about my poor little daughter at all. Gwen stayed in her bedroom. My daughter Gwen was very upset about their behavior. She felt it was just disgusting and degrading, not to mention downright rude!
Then later on, my ex wife Heather was asleep, or maybe she was drunk (and/or drugged). Boy-toy tried to open my daughter's door. She had locked the door, so he had to use force on the door. Gwen had empty coke cans stacked in front of the door. They fell over and Gwen woke up instantly. Heather (her mom) did not wake up! She just remained asleep until the cops woke her. This was well after all the action took place. Maybe she was drugged? I don't know.
Gwen called me, then 911. SHIT! Gwen just called me and the cops! Sweet Jesus! Move! Move! MOVE!! I drove over at 100 mph to get there fast! I raced to the front door. The cops got there at the same time and my front door key still worked. I ran into my daughter's bedroom. I was in a murderous rage. I was livid beyond belief. The cops were right behind me, guns drawn.
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I woke up in the hospital. I was very messed up and disoriented. I think I was tasered. My hands were broken from the fight. There were a few ice packs on my knuckles. I was woozy.
My first words were: "Is my daughter Gwen alright?" She was fine, and nothing had happened to her, thank God!She was taken to my sweet mother-in-law's house. "Thank God!" I was relieved. I did not care if I had to go to jail as long as my daughter was ok.
There was a police officer, and a plainclothes detective interviewing me. I told them everything from the time my daughter was getting upset about my ex wife's antics, 'till the phone call. I still paid the mortgage on the house, and my driver's license was still listed at the house, and my keys still worked... so not much was said about my entry into the house. On top of the frantic phone calls to me and the cops themselves, that pretty much got me off the hook as far as entry into the home. No breaking and entering charges would be filed.
They were concerned about the boytoy, as I had knocked out a few of his teeth and broke his nose. I did not ask about his testicles. I guess they were still there. Damn! Next time I will do better.
I simply said, "Hey, he was trying to get my daughter Gwen. I simply defended her the best way I knew how. I did what any father would do." It was the absolute God's truth.
I told the truth about it and I said, "I would gladly die for my daughter." I saw both men absolutely agreed with me. The truth will set you free.
"Why did you taze me?" I asked the cops. I thought it was a little bit much.
"You were going to kill the son of a bitch. I stopped you from murdering the bastard and going to jail. It was the quickest way to stop you." The cop explained to me. Oh, he might be right about that. I probably would have ripped the head off the S.O.B.
"Well, I thank you for that. Truth is, I saw red. I probably would have killed him had you not stopped me. I appreciate what you did. You kept me out of prison for sure. Thank you." I shook his hand.
Both cops smiled. Neither of them wanted to arrest me. I think they both wanted to buy me a drink! Both men shook my hand. I felt relieved. My daughter was fine, thank God.
The cops let me go. The case against me would have been unwinnable. He was in police custody. My ex-wife was in jail on multiple charges of child endangerment. I then thanked God profusely. The one cop said he would have done exactly the same thing as me, but he might have killed the prick! I admired his honesty. There are good folks still in the world. I have met them, and shook their hands.
I drove to my Mother-in-laws' house right after my hospital release. Mabel, my dear, kind mother-in-law, was crying with her granddaughter and I just held them both as they filled my chest with tears of relief and love. I wept too, in gratitude to my maker for watching out for my daughter when I was unable to do so.
My father-in-law had passed away, and my parents were gone, so we were the only close ones in the family. That and my ex in jail. After she heard the whole story, Mabel wanted to do bodily harm to her daughter, because Heather would allow this to happen. Mabel was pissed off bigtime. I'm sure she still loved the idiot, but she was angry at her daughter's behavior. She assured me that Heather was raised better than that. I did not debate her. I had enough on my plate. I just hugged the kindhearted woman with my thanks. She kissed me on the lips in a most lovng and kind fashion. She is the best mother in law there is. She's also very sexy with those ginormous bosoms of hers. More than once she has touched me 'accidentally' and made me harder than diamonds.
My lawyer would have a field day with the new information, and my wife wound up in jail for her depraved indifference and her failure to protect a minor. If that isn't a bad parent then I don't know what is. It made me furious.
I got full custody. At that point, it felt completely right to me. But I knew that I couldn't do it alone. I needed help for sure. I looked to Mabel for that help. Thank God for Mabel.
My mother in law Mabel has a vital role in my girls life, and she is happy to be a part of this little family. I don't know what I would do without her. I begged her to come live with us. Mabel did buy a cute house down the street. I think she values her personal privacy. Mabel still has the occasional gentleman caller you see, at least I think she does. We do not speak about that.
My ex wife's boytoy didn't realize Gwen's phone was still active during his attack on Gwen, with all the sound going to the 911 operator, and the video recording as well. He more or less confessed as to what he was going to do. He is a predator and will be behind bars for quite some time... and I told him that I will be waiting for him to be released. I smiled when I told him that! I think he might leave town quickly; if he is smart he will. If I catch him, he will be eternally unhappy. I will fix all his problems PERMANENTLY.
I was very happy with the outcome. I was not happy with the bullshit my poor daughter had to go through! She was receiving counseling, and lots of hugs and kisses from me. Gwen was dealing with it as best she could. She is very brave.
I had to sleep in a chair next to Gwen's bed for a week, as she had a few nightmares but that slowly stopped. After that, only infrequently I would wake to find Gwen in my bed holding me for dear life. She would not sleep until I held her and promised to watch over her. Thank goodness it was infrequent. She is slowly healing, but she is making progress.
Then I got more bad news. I had to go out of town for a week on business. I called Cathy.
"I need you!" I just came out and said it. "Please! I really need you."
"For you or for Gwen?"
"Both of us, for different reasons. You know what I mean." The time for subtleties was over.
"Let me get packed. Hey, um Sam wants to come over too."
Samantha? What? That was a big surprise.
"Samantha, you are always welcome!" I had assumed she was listening to me on the extension. She was!
"Thank you, Ray. You know I want to help. I... I have real feelings for you too, Ray." Sam offered. Wait! She has "real" feelings for ME?! Huh? When did that happen?
"Well, get down here, both of you. I absolutely need both of you! Please be careful, but hurry!" I'd figure it all out later.
My favorite mother-in-law Mabel asked to take Gwen for the weekend, as there was a Teachers-in-service day on Monday. Kids were off, teachers had to go to school for various meetings and administrative tasks. I would have been bringing Gwen there to Mabel anyway on Monday, so they got extra weekend time together. I got a little bit of time by myself. I hugged Mabel and I thanked her. Gwen held on for a long while, but let me go, with a promise from me to be there quickly if she needed me. They were only two blocks away, if it came to that. I could be there in two minutes flat. I timed it, and in an emergency, I had a spare door key, or I would just break it down.
"Always Gwen, always!" I kissed her and Mabel. They left. Mabel gave me a look over her shoulder and I kissed the wonderful woman. She has proven herself completely indispensable to me. What would I do without her? She's quite indispensable to me.
My sexy ex-sister-in-law Cathy was at my door, immediately after my dear mother-in-law Mabel left with my daughter. Samantha was right behind her carrying enough luggage for a year. Women!
Cathy was looking like the cat that ate the canary. She had sworn that she would gladly replace her sister(my ex) as my woman anytime and anywhere. She was about to make good on that early promise. We barely closed the door and she was all over me! She kissed me and hugged me like crazy.
Cathy ripped off her and my clothes like a woman who was possessed. Sam had also quickly disrobed and was naked with her. I was very determined that both of these gorgeous girls were going to be quite satisfied. They were going to be mine. Both of them!
We were all of us naked in bed, kissing and hugging like mad. Shortly thereafter, Cathy was having high pitched orgasms on my face. Sam had jumped up on my cock and she grunted in time to the thrusting of our pelvises. Sam suddenly did not seem to be a lesbian at all! She really seemed to enjoy my cock, especially inside of her happy, tight hole!
Sam threw back her head and cried my name as she reached her peak, "Ray! Oh! Yesyesyes! I'm..." and Sam climaxed. Her cunt locked on my cock and I could not help myself, I blasted her womb with a huge cum load. Sam smiled and wept, still coming on my dick as I spurted again and again. I filled her lovely fantastic cunt with my sperm.
Both women, temporarily sated were in my arms. Cathy spoke seriously, "I want to be your woman Ray. I have wanted you since the very beginning, since the day I met you. I remember you were interested in me, but then my sister got her hooks in you. I hate her huge tits! She just uses them to bait guys in." She seemed so jealous over the exact same thing she had! Cathy's big tits were almost identical to her sister's except a bit nicer.
"Cathy, your delicious tits are the same damn size as your sister's, and a lot firmer. Yours too Sam. She got nothing on either of you girls. You are both knock-outs! Are YOU really interested in me?" I wondered about her, um... orientation? I need not have been concerned.
"YES I AM!" Cathy spoke with admiration. She grabbed my dick. She moaned as she clutched me. She stroked me with her nimble fingers. Cathy seemed to relish playing with my dick!
"ME TOO!" Sam was quick to chime in. She got her hand around the base of my cock. Sam could not quite get her fingers all the way round me. Her eyes were locked on my love muscle.
Next thing I knew, Cathy was on top of me, fucking like crazy and I was licking her sweet BFF to orgasm after orgasm. Samantha really did enjoy my mouth on her fun parts! Both women were tweaking each other's nipples as we fucked and sucked.
This went on for several hours, until everyone was fully satisfied and asleep in my arms. Cathy had declared her love for me over and over. Samantha only said it twice, but I knew she was serious. She looked deep into my eyes and I knew she was serious about wanting me and loving me as well.
So after all the wonderful loving, I still had to go on the damned business trip. My mother in law wound up begging to take care of my daughter all week, and I took the two beautiful women with me as I visited the affected job-sites. The girls were not especially interested in my boring job, but they were interested in me! What a wonderful week we had together. I introduced them as my potential personal assistants. They giggled at that. All the guys were jealous as hell.
Cathy was not just interested, but absolutely determined to be my next woman. She did not care if we were married or not. Cathy had wanted me for many years and now, with her sister being a guest of the state, look how she was on my doorstep immediately. She didn't seem to care about Samantha having feelings for me. I did love both girls, but not with the ferocity of their love for me.
I had not figured that Cathy would more or less abandon her sisters' side, but she was upfront and transparent about her feelings for me since day one. She had disdain for the way her sister had treated me.
What shocked me was Samantha felt EXACTLY the same way! I had no idea that Sam cared about me at all! Thing is, I think both of these beautiful girls also have a sexual relationship... with EACH OTHER. That complicates things a bit.
In a way though, I think it makes things a little bit easier too. In this weird little triad, I was the add-on, they already had each other in their hearts. So one less thing to worry about. It was a bit strange being with two loving women.
I did not have to worry about Cathy or Sam cheating on me, but when my ex Heather was released (her sister) there would be hell to pay. I have no doubt that it would come to blows between the two siblings and also her lifelong friend Sam. Heather was not going to take this well.
Thing is, I did not wish ill will towards my ex, I just don't trust her with my daughter! Heather's actions had jeopardized my child's life! It took a court trial to prove this to the dumb bitch. I went to the prison for visitation once a month and she did not want to see Gwen at first, but there we were, Gwen, Cathy, Sam and me. We were shown to a day room, kind of like a lounge and we waited for Heather. She finally showed up in a nice dress and she hugged Gwen, then me.
only took one look to know that Cathy, Sam and I were together and my ex almost sprouted wings trying to kill her sister.
I stopped her. I asked Heather a simple question.
"If we (my ex wife Heather and I) are not together... Who do you want with me, taking good care of our daughter? Some stranger, or your loving sweet sister Cathy? Cathy who would gladly die for our only daughter!" I let that sink in. Heather thought for a moment.
"You know you're right. Cathy and Samantha are the only ones who would die to save Gwen. Aside from my mom of course. I am insanely jealous of them. I... I miss you. I know that's crazy, after all the shit I put you through." Heather sort of admitted that Cathy and Sam were perfect for me. I don't think she liked it much though. I know that seems so hypocritical after what she did.
Sam was not discussed in this instance, although she was helping just as much as Cathy. Gwen was never ever left alone as she healed. Having four adults in her life was a godsend in this case. We were always there... one of us was around her, someone who would look after her, and probably die to protect the child. Gwen loved all the attention and love.
Then my ex completely shocked me. "I am sorry for what I did. I became a total slut, and lost track of my only real duties in life. I apologize for that. I am so, so sorry!" Heather had apologized to me. She NEVER apologized, EVER. I was blown away. She took responsibility! That in and of itself was remarkable.
This was unheard of. My ex was very sincere, in that the only thing she was looking for was forgiveness for her own stupid actions.
"I forgive you Heather," I said quietly. I had already forgiven her, not for her sake, but my own. It was too much anger and hatred burning in my heart. Forgiving her helped me move on, and it took a huge weight off my shoulders that let me love again.
"Thank you Ray." She kissed me gently.
"I forgive you too Mom. I love you." Gwen kissed her mom and held her. Gwen was such a loving child.
"I love you too my darling daughter." She spoke in tears.
Heather waited for her sister to say something, anything... Talk about an awkward moment. They stared at each other.
Cathy looked Heather in the eye and said, "You are my sister. There is nothing to forgive. I will always love you. Ray loves Sam and me, but I think deep in his heart of hearts, he still loves you too." Cathy spoke with tears. That she said that to her sister must have been a revelation, for Heather burst into tears. She wept like a baby.
My ex was so stunned the two sisters hugged for five minutes and kissed like there was no tomorrow. My ex even hugged and kissed Sam and me, much to my surprise. I guess a part of me will always love the bitch. But I don't think I will ever trust her again! That ship has sailed and sunk. Trust is so hard to earn and so easy to kill.
"May I stay with you when I get out? My apartment is gone because of all the legal shit. I don't know if I even have a pair of panties left." She asked me piteously. Oh gees! She tore at my worn out heartstrings.
"Please Ray?" Cathy pleaded for her sisters' sake. Gwen added her pleading eyes as well. I was outnumbered.
"Ok, but no drugs, and no hard alcohol use. Other than that, you can stay 'till you get back on your feet. Oh, no fuckin' with the door open either. It upsets Gwen. Agreed?"
"That's it? No hard rules?" She seemed taken aback by my sensible rules. I wasn't going to be a jailer for her.
"No. Just get better. Love your daughter. Be nice to Cathy and Sam. That's it." I said.
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When I got home, the girls sat me down and asked me if I was at all interested in my darling mother in law, Mabel. WHAT?
I said, "I love her, and she has saved my daughter's and my life. She is a wonderful loving woman."
"She is crying at home. She wants you to come over and ravish her. Mabel wants you badly. Will you do it?" Cathy asked me.
"Woah. What about you two? I certainly do not want to cheat on my fantastic girls." I looked at both of them.
"We both understand her desires. We are both asking you to do this. It would mean a lot to her. Mabel has fallen for you as we both have. You are not going to leave us are you?" Silly question.
"NEVER!" I said with full determination.
"So go take care of her needs. I know you will love her big hooters. Have some fun. Then come home to us. Ok?" Cathy spoke.
I kissed and hugged them both. "You both sure?"
"Yes. Just be yourself." Cathy said.
"And Ray... come home to us!" Sam reiterated.
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I walked right into Mabel's lovely little home. There was a trail of clothing going up to the second floor where the bedrooms were located. I opened her door, and there she stood, eyes puffy from tears. She was in a black translucent peignoir.
She stared at me in that expectant way women do. I only had to open my arms wide and we were kissing and hugging like our lives depended on it. She tried to remove my tonsils I'm sure. She was almost ripping my clothes off me. I opened the silk to find her naked and wet. Mabel had the scent of a hot, hot mama.
Her bosoms were gigantic and her nipples were so hard, they probably would cut glass. I sucked on one nip while I twisted and tormented the other. She moaned. I went lower and licked her dark primal bush. Mabel was so wet she was dripping. I parted her lips with my tongue and with her hands on my head, I ate out my lovely dearest mother in law. When I stuck my tongue in her love hole she gasped and almost fell down. I think she had a small orgasm as she grabbed my head.
I placed her on the bed and her legs on my shoulders as I ate her delicious pussy. I finally licked and sucked her clit and Mabel exploded as she climaxed hard on my face and tongue. She screamed.
"Ray! I need you inside me! Please fuck me! Ohmygod!" She orgasmed from my dick entering her tight little snatch. I started fucking her nice and slow. Mabel wasn't having it.
"No dammit! FUCK ME! I know that you can fuck me much harder than that Ray. Ooh!"
So I fucked her hard and fast. She came again and again. We fucked doggy style and then she suprised me again.
"Fuck my ass! I need it up there. Do it!" I felt her sphincter and Mabel was already lubed up and raring to go. I pushed into her dirty hole, and again she peaked as I penetrated her big beautiful behind. She pulled my hands around her torso and placed them on her monster size mammaries as I fucked her ass good. I couldn't hold back. I filled her rectum with my seed.
Mabel pulled me out and took the last few spurts in her mouth, smiling as she sucked my cock. She loved sucking me, and after a while I was hard again and she got on top and my cock was in her tight cunt again.
Mabel draped her big fat tits into my face as she fucked me. I licked and sucked her magnificent orbs as she came repeatedly on my dick. I shot a quart of jism into her succulent snatch and she came with me like a rocket.
We were finished. I held her as she fell asleep on top of me, with me still firmly ensconced deep in her pussy. I woke up. Mabel was watching me sleep.
"I love you Ray. I am sorry, I just can't help it." Mabel acted guilty for some reason.
"I love you too Mabel. I want you in my house. I'm going to fix up a bedroom for you, but mostly I want to have you near me. I want you to be with me and the other girls. No, that's not right. I NEED YOU. I love you Mabel. I never want us to be apart."
"I love you too Ray. I think the bedroom is fine, but you have several girls in bed with you now. You don't need me." She choked up. Tears began to roll down her cheeks.
"Yes I do. You were there when I needed you the most. Every single time. I am going to continue to fuck you every time I can, and dammit Mabel, you're going to enjoy it!" She smiled and giggled when I said this.
This was going to be complicated for sure. I took her happiness seriously. I owed her so, so much. Without her, all would have been lost. She was the glue that held us all together. She had loved me through thick and thin, and my heart was hers now. She held my cock so happily, and gave me a look of pure lust. Mabel licked my cock and sucked like a hoover. She took every inch into her throat! Oh my God!
"Yes sir!" She smiled at me. "I'm liking this already!" We went at it again and again for several hours. I made damn sure she was fully, 100% satisfied! For her part, she loved riding high upon my dick and draping her giant tits into my happy face for me to feast on as we fucked. Hell, I loved that too! I sucked her nipples raw. I think I must have blasted a gallon of my jism into her extremely tight little cunt.
What was truly remarkable was that almost every time I came... she came at the exact same time. It was like her and I were MADE for each other! I don't know how many orgasms we each had, but I know they were all gut-wrenching, mind-blowing magnificent comes. When she and I finally stopped fucking we were totally spent. We slept in a tight spoon, with her in my arms, happy. She placed my hands on her fantastic fabulous yabos, and I squeezed her all night. What a wonderful woman. She loved being held tight, and I loved holding her. I truly love this woman.
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Heather was a model prisoner and got out early. A few months later, she was released, and came home. I got her a job in a local bakery that matched her insane waking hours. She loved the job, and we always have tons of fresh bread and pasta! One week my daughter was away with her teenage girlfriends all weekend and I was alone with the two sisters and Sam. Mabel was having her monthly, so she was out of commission, but she still gave me a lovely blowjob just as a reminder of her love for me. She is the best. I offered to give her some oral sex, but she declined. She didn't like the idea of me licking her red river at all. I would gladly do it for her.
We all wound up in bed. I ate out my ex, and my girlfriend Cathy fucked me on top. Then I fucked Sam as she ate out Heather. Then the girls all switched and my ex had about ten hard orgasms on my cock. Cathy squirted into my mouth as she came as well. Sam and Cathy switched and Samantha had a huge climax on my face. She loves my tongue on her pussy. Sam is the super-squirter and she floods my face and the bed every time I eat her tasty snatch! I might have to get waterproof sheets!
The girls all sixty-nined each other and a great time was had by all. I even snuck in Mabel's room and gave her a bit of anal sex. My goodness that woman has such a great ass! Mabel really likes it way deep in her rectum, she comes so many times on my dick! She loves it. What a great woman. What a great weekend! Wow!
~~~~~Epilogue~~~~~
I am amazed at how terrific things have become since then. Both sisters are pregnant with my children. Sam is already three months along, but she didn't tell me because she thought that I would be very angry! I jumped for joy instead. I have to work hard, so all the girls feel special (and they are) and nobody feels left out, or has any reason to be jealous. Oh, and I have to fuck my terrific mother in law Mabel at least three times a week, if not more. She is such a wonderful woman, and I love her so much. Mabel seems to be a good influence on the girls. They all want to be hard buttfucked now! Oh fuck yes!
Instead of fighting, the girls tell me what they need, and I get it for them, or do it to them until they are happy. Staying in a relationship is hard work, but in the end, it is so worth it! Will this insane situation last? Who the fuck knows? I have three milking women who need me to suck out the excess milk, and are even more sexed up than usual. There is a lot of girl-girl sex in the bed... and that gets my motor running! Oh fuck yeah!
We all sleep in the same bed. Mabel relented, and she sleeps closest to me. They all fuck me half to death! I am amazed at how things are so turned around.
Will my ex leave me? I dont know. I hope not. But if Heather decides to go, at least she will be honest about it this time. Honest communication really helps.
But if that is what she wants, I won't stand in her way. Somehow I don't think she is going anywhere. Heather is part of the family again and we love her as she loves us. I am very happy with my three or four wives (sort of). Will it last? God only knows. I just do my best everyday, and let the girls do the rest that I can't do. I think I have managed to soothe both sisters, and Samantha at least once in a while! Mabel soothes me. Damn, that woman can outfuck every other woman in the house! I continue to be amazed.
For me, the fact that I'm going to be a dad again means a lot. I have stepped up my game. I cook at least two dinners a week and I wash and rub all the girls' feet at least two or three times a week. Somehow this always seems to wind up with sex! I don't really understand that. All the girls think I have a foot fetish, but I read women love having foot rubs, especially when they are pregnant. The girl's moaning seems to prove this. They have never ever turned down a foot rub. I also rub bellies and boobs, with lotion to prevent stretch marks, and they just love it!
Of course, now my daughter Gwen wants me to wash and rub her feet too. So I will rub her feet only, the little scamp. I think that girl knows exactly what's going on! She is growing up way too damn fast. Yikes! I need thicker walls. And maybe therapy too. Gwen seems happy now that her mom is back home. It won't be long until she is off to college.
Meanwhile, I have to get dinner ready for my girls. You know the quickest way to a pregnant woman's heart is through her tummy! So tonight, it's roast chicken with glazed carrots and parsley red-skinned potatoes in butter. I hope they like it. It's not easy being me!