Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 32

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James Wilson

Learning my mom was pregnant only solidified my need to talk to someone, to get advice. I needed to get both my women on board. But how? They were both so jealous of the other. I could see it in the way they acted around me, getting so catty, both trying to out slut the other while clawing each other's metaphorical eyes out.

What if they couldn't share me? What if I had to choose? And they were both pregnant. I didn't want to fucking choose. It was like being asked to choose which nut I wanted to lose.

I wanted them both.

My destination was a three-story tall house, gray with mauve trim, sitting on a quiet, suburban street about a fifteen minute walk from our house. I had been here only a handful of times, so I was glad I remembered where it was. A large chestnut tree in the front yard had the lawn littered with broad, orange and brown leaves, half-obscuring the walkway to it. My stomach writhed. I couldn't believe I was doing this.

But he was the only person I could talk to about this.

I marched up to the front door and rang the bell. It gong through the house. Inside, I heard sounds of movement and several shouts. Footsteps slapped bare across the floor and then the door yanked open and a lanky, tall girl in tight jogging shorts and a sports bra cupping her small breasts appeared, her black hair cut short in a pixyish bob.

She gave me a grin. “I know you. You fucked your sister in the library a few weeks ago.”

My cheeks burned.

“Lee,” another girl said. “Don't be rude, you dumb slut.” The second girl was blonde, holding an infant in her arm, the front of her blouse open, a round breast exposed, milk beading the nipple.

I flushed at the sight. She was Melody, Clint's cousin and one of his girlfriend's.

“Hi, James,” Melody smiled, the older girl motioning me in. “What do you...um...? Why are you here?”

My mother was the gynecologist to Melody and Lee's mother, Vicky Samuels, who also happened to be my history teacher. Sometimes, our families socialized. The last time I had been in the house was for the wake for Melody's uncle, Clint's dad, almost two years ago.

“Well... I need to talk to Clint.”

“Already fucked things up with Jenny,” laughed Lee.

Melody gave her younger sister a look. “You are being a brat to our guest. I want you in the corner with a vibrator shoved in your cunt for thirty minutes. No cumming.”

“Yes, Mistress,” Lee said, her shoulders sagging. She pulled off her jogging shorts, hopping along on one foot as she struggled to get it off. I stared at her exposed, toned ass on her stumbling way to the corner. She almost fell getting the stretchy shorts off her feet but held her balance.

Melody shook her head, muttering, “...break her dumb neck...”

My cock hardened. Lee's punishment, and her reaction, was so...casual. And sexual. My cheeks warmed. Lee snagged a vibrator off a coffee table—there were more than a few sex toys scattered throughout the living room—and put her face into the corner like a little girl in timeout.

Though no littler girl shoved a thick vibrator into her cunt and turned it on to full. Her body shook as it buzzed in her cunt.

Melody gave me an apologetic smile. “She gets so bratty when she's in a good mood. Clint tries to break her of it, but she saw her baby on the ultrasound today and has been unbearable.”

“It's fine,” I said, trying not to look at Melody's exposed breast.

“I'll go get Clint,” she smiled. “He should be finished with Alicia and Pam by now.”

“Finished...” Then I blushed. “Oh.”

Melody giggled. “For a guy banging his sister, you are shy about incest.”

They knew. Right. Jenny and Alicia were friends now. And it appeared Alicia had been talking to her family.

I stood in the living room, squirming, watching Lee out of the corner of my eye. Her naked ass wiggled. The base of the dildo jutted out between her thighs, her juices dribbling down it. Her fingernails scratched at the wall as she let out a frustrated moan.

“It's the worst,” she groaned. “I love cumming so much. Everyone knows it. I like being spanked far too much for that to work.”

I had no idea what to say to that.

Clint appeared a few minutes later wearing a pair of shorts and a t-shirt, his face flushed. He was two years older than me, the cool senior with two girlfriends that every guy in school was jealous of. He was a few inches taller than me, his hair a little darker. He moved with such a confident swagger. And why not, he had just fucked his little sister and his Asian girlfriend.

“So, this is weird,” Clint said, walking by me towards the kitchen. “You coming here.”

“I just... I need to talk to someone. I need advice.”

“Everyone is coming to me for advice,” he laughed. I blinked at that, wondering who else when he asked, “What about?”

I followed him into the kitchen where he opened the refrigerator and pulled out a Gatorade. I bet he needed his electrolytes with all the women in his house he must be fucking. He stared at me as he took a deep drink, waiting.

“You're just the only guy I know that's...”

“Fucking his sisters, mom, and aunt?” Clint asked.

“Yeah.”

“So, you want to move onto your mom,” Clint grinned. “I saw her today. She is looking hot. She was practically glowing when she gave Lee her ultrasound and...” He trailed off. “Damn, you are already fucking her.”

I nodded.

“It's such a treat being in the very pussy that birthed you again,” Clint said, leaning back. “Feeling her around you.”

“Yeah,” I nodded. “But the thing is... They don't know that I'm fucking the other. And... Well, they're both so jealous of each other. They're fighting and it's driving me nuts. I just...”

“Want to fuck them both at the same time.” Clint bit his lip. “And you don't know how to do it.”

“I promised them both I wouldn't tell the other.” I groaned. “They just both looked at me and...”

“And you wanted to make them happy, so you agreed to it.” He took a long drag of his Gatorade then swirled the bottle around in his hand. “You need to get them both in the same place at the same time. Both there for the same reason: to fuck you.”

“I've been trying. But they're both so afraid the other will find out, they shut things down if there's even a chance of being caught. I was hoping it would happen, but...”

“Are they up for threesomes?”

“I don't know. I made a joke about it to Jenny, but she didn't seem all that...receptive.”

Clint bit his lip. “You've knocked up Jenny. So she'll be eager to keep the relationship. So you need to find out about your mom. See how it excites her.”

“How?” I asked.

Clint grinned. “Do you know their panty size?”