Heaven Next Door Pt. 03: Taboo

I blew out a sigh of relief. "Good," I said.

She reached down and freed my cock from the front of my boxers, and then slid it back into her drenched pussy. "Very good," she corrected me. Then she drove her tongue into my mouth and moaned as my thick shaft filled her up.

* * *

For the rest of the time I was home, I was always concerned that my dad would catch me looking at my mother inappropriately, but he never did. That afternoon, Catherine and I finished her living room. That night, I gave my mother the show she had been waiting for, fucking Catherine's perfect ass while Mom watched through the binoculars from my bedroom.

At first, I wasn't sure I would be able to do it. I had never really gotten turned on by being watched before. Once I was buried in the snug perfection of Catherine's sexy backdoor, I almost forgot we had an audience. She kept urging me to fuck her harder, and I wound up pounding her asshole much harder than I had ever done with anyone else.

Mom told me the next morning that she had come like crazy while she played with herself and watched. Catherine was obviously tender after the intense butt-fucking I had given her. However, when I tried to apologize, her response was just like Gloria's had been:

"Don't you dare," she muttered, shaking her head. "That was fucking incredible, and it was exactly what I wanted."

I was just glad I hadn't wrecked her for a week.

After we had shared a nice breakfast, she got up gingerly and gave me and my mother a warm hug.

"I really need to tend to my flowers in the back yard," she said. She gave me a dazzling smile and shook her head. "I've been so caught up with you, and with our project that I've ignored my babies."

"Would you like me to help?" I offered.

"Nope," she replied with a chuckle. "You have been amazing at a lot of things, but tending plants is not one of them."

I recalled my futile attempts to help her over the past three years and shook my head ruefully. "Fair enough," I conceded.

As soon as she was gone, my mother dragged me into her bedroom. My eyes practically bugged out of my head when she pulled a big bottle of anal lube out of her nightstand.

"I bought this twelve years ago and never got to use it," she murmured. "I actually thought about throwing it away several times. After watching you last night, I am so glad I didn't." She gave me an intense kiss and handed me the bottle before peeling her panties down her legs. Then she crawled up onto the bed and pointed her shapely ass at me. Looking over her shoulder she murmured, "Please be gentle with me, Greg. I haven't had a hard dick in my ass in a very long time, and it was nowhere near your size."

I simply nodded, not trusting myself to speak. Plus my mouth was completely dry as I stared at my mother's asshole. Even when I was fucking her in the ass I couldn't believe I was doing it. It just felt impossible. It also felt impossibly good. From the way she cried out and came, it was clear she loved it just as much.

Unfortunately, after all those years of neglect her tight little butthole was just too sensitive that first time. I was very careful and deliberate, and never gave her a vigorous deep-dicking. Still, her puckered little rosebud was red and throbbing afterwards. It had still been incredible for her, and she kissed me again and again and thanked me.

That afternoon when we headed back over to Gloria's house, Mom and Catherine both sighed as the pool water soothed their sensitive sphincters. Gloria watched them wide-eyed and then leaned over to whisper, "Greg, please don't fuck my ass. I—I've never—" She shuddered and shook her head, swallowing heavily.

"I promise, I won't," I murmured.

She looked immensely relieved, but I couldn't help but think about the way she had phrased it. I knew that if I really wanted her ass, she would let me take it.

Gloria cleared her throat and asked, "You two don't mind if I borrow Greg for a bit, do you?"

"Enjoy!" my mother replied.

We headed into the guest room and enjoyed a lovely half hour of passionate sex. I was relieved that her pussy had recovered from the intense pounding I had given it two days earlier. She wrapped her long, sexy legs around me and encouraged me to fill her pussy with my sperm. Afterwards I finally went for a swim while all three women lounged in the sun and watched me.

* * *

That evening, Catherine joined us for dinner at our house. She pulled me aside briefly and gave me an intense kiss in our guest room. "You were incredible last night," she murmured dreamily, "but I think I need a break tonight. You should stay here and get a good night's sleep."

"Okay," I replied. "I'll miss you."

"I think I'll be hungry for more of this tomorrow," she warned me, giving my dick a squeeze through my shorts.

I groaned in response. "See, that's the problem, Catherine," I murmured. She gasped as I pushed her into the guest bed and lifted her skirt. "I'm hungry for this right now."

She bit her lip and struggled not to cry out as I pulled her panties to the side and devoured her tasty little pussy. My parents acted like they hadn't noticed when we joined them for dinner afterward.

After Catherine went home, I sat and watched television with my parents for the first time since I had gotten home. We just didn't watch much television despite having that enormous wall-mounted screen and subscriptions to several cable channels. Dad picked out a show and I split my time between watching the television and watching my parents.

Mom leaned her head against my father's shoulder and rubbed his thigh suggestively. He didn't even look at her when he pushed her hand away from his crotch. Mom gave out a frustrated sigh, and he appeared not to hear it. Then Mom looked over at me and shook her head sadly. I bit my lip and returned my gaze to the screen. She rested her head on Dad's shoulder again and lightly rubbed his chest.

After the second show ended, I stood up and stretched.

"I'm going to turn in," I announced.

Dad gave me a grin, but I shook my head. He nodded. That was all it took for him to understand I wasn't planning to sneak over to see Catherine. He stood up and gave me a hug, and then he sat down as Mom slid into my arms for her own hug.

"Goodnight, baby," she murmured, leaning up for a long, soft kiss.

Dad didn't even notice.

I zonked right out, but was awakened a few hours later by the most wonderful sensation. Mom had joined me in my bed and was eagerly sucking my dick. When my eyes fluttered open, she was moaning softly with her eyes closed. From the way she was moaning and applying that firm suction, I knew she wanted me to come in her mouth. I bit my lip when I felt my cock erupting between her lips, but couldn't quite stifle my gasp completely. Mom's eyes opened then, and she stared into my eyes as she drank my sperm.

"Thanks, sweetie," she whispered afterward.

I just nodded and watched that sexy woman make her way out of my bedroom. Within minutes I was back asleep.

* * *

Mom woke me up in the morning right after my father had left for work, sliding into my bed and impaling herself on my morning wood. She groaned as my dick sank into her, and then leaned forward to feed me her hard nipples. I thought she felt particularly tight on my dick, and it took me a while to figure out she had pushed my dick up her ass.

She shivered and rode me slowly until her second orgasm rocked her. After that, she gingerly slid up off of me and gave me a deep tongue kiss. "Thank you, sweetheart," she murmured, and then she pulled her nightgown back over her head.

I lay there for a bit before getting out of bed. I was still completely hard, but I understood Mom's asshole was probably too tender for me to bend her over and take her like I wanted to. I used the bathroom and showered quickly afterward, so that my cock was nice and clean. Then I bent her over in the kitchen and fucked her sweet pussy until I shot a massive load up inside her.

"Thank you Mom," I murmured into her ear.

She was too busy coming to speak, but she gasped and nodded at me.

Catherine joined us for breakfast right after that, and Gloria called before we had finished eating. Mom listened and nodded before turning to me.

"Gloria wants to know if you can come over and take care of her," she said softly. "Her husband will be home early this afternoon, and he'll be around all weekend."

I looked from my mother over to Catherine and swallowed the bite of egg in my mouth. "As long as it's alright with you," I replied.

They looked at each other and nodded, and Mom said into the phone, "He'll be over right after breakfast."

* * *

When I got into my car, I realized it was the first time I'd driven it since I got home a week earlier. I thought about stopping for gas, but figured I could do that after I had "taken care of" Gloria. I pondered the euphemism as I made the rest of the drive to her house. I knew I had wrecked her sweet little pussy three days earlier, and yet that was exactly how she had wanted to be taken care of.

When I arrived at Gloria's house, she answered the door and looked a little alarmed. "You didn't bring your swimsuit!" she murmured.

I shook my head and followed her inside. After she closed the front door she explained:

"We have really nosy neighbors. It was fine when you came over with your mother and we were using the pool. The privacy fence shielded us from those women watching us, but I was planning to use the pool after we have sex so they don't suspect something's going on."

"Ah. Sorry about that," I replied, thinking carefully. "I know; after we're finished, I can go for a quick dip in the pool wearing my boxers. If you can spare a plastic bag and a beach towel, I'll walk out with my boxers in the bag and the towel over my shoulder. If anyone's watching, they'll assume I brought a swimsuit and it's in the bag."

She nodded and smiled. "That'll work," she said with a soft grin. Then she took my hand and pulled me along to the guest room.

Gloria shed her housecoat in one sinuous move, baring her naked body and giving me a brief show. She smiled at my lusty groan and crawled into the bed. I still could not get over how incredible she looked. She smiled at me and licked her lips as I stripped for her.

"Ooh, for me?" she purred when I dropped my shorts and boxers and my hard dick waved around in front of me.

"Yes ma'am," I murmured.

"Oh, it's just what I wanted!" she giggled, lying back and spreading her legs. "Why don't you bring that over here and put it right in here." She licked her lips and spread her pouty pussy lips invitingly.

"I don't know, ma'am," I teased. "I'm not sure if all of it will fit into such a tight little space."

Gloria smiled and looked like she was going to say something clever, but then my fat cock head spread her little pussy wide open and her mouth shot open instead. "Ohhh, yeah," she groaned.

I stared at the sexy, naked woman beneath me and savored the feel of her tight, wet pussy as I filled her up. There was still that part of my brain that struggled to accept what was happening. This was Mrs. Standish, my smoking-hot seventh grade Science teacher! It just didn't seem possible that this desperately horny woman writing beneath me and urging me to fuck her hard and deep was the same person.

I shook my head to clear that stupid thought from my mind and looked down at Gloria's delicious little pussy as it stretched into a pale, puffy circle around my thick shaft. It felt unbelievably good to fuck her. Just three months earlier, I had still been a virgin and had no idea my dick was that impressive. Now that I had a point of reference—like the snug little pussy that was stretching wide open to accommodate me—I understood just how enormous my dick really looked.

I couldn't tell you why my mind worked like that. Random thoughts often coursed through my brain, distracting me from the pure bliss of the sexual act. I'm sure it was how I managed to keep my orgasms at bay. Otherwise I would have come almost instantly when I got to fuck gorgeous women like Gloria, here. Instead I savored her welcoming wetness until she had shuddered through three intense-looking orgasms. Then my eyes locked with hers when I felt my body pass the point of no return.

"I'm going to come," I panted, pumping faster into her.

"Oh, God, yes!" she gasped. "Do it! Fill me up with your hot—oh, yes!"

She wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled me down to her insistently. Her legs wrapped around my back and likewise clutched me to her body as I shook and filled her with a massive load. She cried out and gasped into my ear each time my cock bucked and pulsed inside her, and her body shuddered beneath me. It was a very intense climax for both of us.

When we finally stopped shaking, Gloria kissed me softly and looked up into my eyes with a beatific smile on her lips. "Oh, Greg, I think you did it that time," she murmured happily.

"Did what, exactly?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.

"I'm almost certain you got me pregnant that time. Thank you so much."

She was smiling so happily as she said it that it took a few seconds for her words to sink in to my brain. Those troubling words gradually seeped through the post-coital fog that clouded my thoughts. Then my eyes shot open in shock.

"WHAT?!?"

My voice was so loud that I'm sure the neighbors heard it. Gloria's happy expression was immediately replaced by shock when she saw my horrified expression.

"I—I thought you knew," she whimpered.

* * *

My mom, Catherine, and Gloria had all assumed that I knew, and that one of the other women had told me. Gloria and her husband had been going to a fertility clinic for close to a year, and her first three attempts at in vitro fertilization had failed to get her pregnant. She desperately wanted a baby. Well, she got one.

I don't know how she knew, but I had indeed gotten her pregnant that Friday afternoon. It took me a long time to get over my shock, and then I felt bad for my overreaction. I had once again opened my mouth and said the wrong thing, and spoiled that perfect moment. In Gloria's case, she would get over it as soon as her pregnancy results came in. She was already a gorgeous woman, but when she got that pregnant glow about her she looked so amazing she was a hazard to road traffic. Guys would catch a look at her, and crash their cars.

Okay, that didn't actually happen, but she looked that amazing.

I was upset for a long time, but only because I felt like I had no say in the matter. I knew they had not tried to trick me, but it still felt like I had been tricked or used. Eventually I would get over that feeling, but then I had a huge secret to keep for the rest of my life.

I had no problem keeping that secret. Gloria and Mike's obvious joy was too precious for me to let that cat out of the bag. It still bothers me a little bit that I wasn't more a part of my son's life. But...that's not really part of this story.

As soon as I figured out what had happened, I demanded to know whether there was any chance that I might get my mother or Catherine pregnant. Mom assured me that she had gotten her "tubes tied" (I really don't like that expression, but it was what she said.) when I was ten. Catherine, on the other hand, had not had such a procedure. She just assumed that at her age she couldn't get pregnant.

When she saw how much that answer bothered me, she promised to get back on the pill. To this day I don't know if she actually did it, but she didn't wind up pregnant.

After that weekend I never had sex with Gloria again, but only because she was pregnant and did not want to take any chances. We still went over and used her pool, though. It was Catherine's idea, really. She said it would look suspicious if we suddenly stopped. Gloria gave me the most radiant smiles whenever our eyes met. Twice that was while I was fucking my mother in her swimming pool.

* * *

Catherine and I undertook two more home improvement projects in that second week before Melissa came back from her dad's place. We replaced the kitchen countertops and backsplash, and we repainted the rest of the walls in the house to match the new paint in the rooms we had already painted. The day after we had finished the last of the painting, I helped her move furniture around while professionals installed new carpet throughout the house.

After everything was finished, we stood just inside the front door and she wrapped her right arm around my arm and lightly stroked her other hand on my forearm. "It looks amazing," she murmured. "It's like a brand-new house."

I nodded in agreement, but couldn't help think how I had enjoyed fucking Catherine all over this house while we had gotten all that work done. Then I couldn't help but chuckle. That last week and a half before I had left the college campus, I had looked forward to a relaxing break. It had felt like those college girls had been trying to wear me out with their sexual demands before they went home.

Between my mother and Catherine's immense sexual appetites, and all the physical labor we had put in here at Catherine's house, I really didn't feel like I had gotten much of a break at all. Catherine smiled at me, but didn't ask what I was thinking. Instead she leaned up and gave me a soft kiss before she led me upstairs.

"Melissa will be home tomorrow afternoon," she sighed. "I want to share a nice shower with you, and spend the whole night with you in my bed."

"Mmm, that sounds wonderful," I murmured.

After two weeks together, it felt completely comfortable and natural as we undressed and fondled each other in the shower. We were too exhausted for any kind of strenuous fucking, but the gentle way we made love that night was every bit as incredible. We lay facing each other afterwards and Catherine intertwined the fingers of her right hand with my left. It just felt perfect the way we fit together. I looked from our hands up to her face and had to lean in for a soft kiss.

"I love you so much," I murmured.

"I love you too," she replied, leaning forward to return my kiss. Then she sighed and looked at our interlaced fingers. "I just hope Melissa doesn't fuck this up for us."

"What do you mean?" I asked.

She shook her head and gave a rueful little smile before she looked back into my eyes. "Oh, Greg, I can't stop thinking about how hot it would be if you married my daughter. I want you two to live with me, so every night I can wonder if my horny son-in-law is going to sneak into my bedroom to fuck me in the ass with his huge dick."

"That is pretty hot," I murmured, nodding.

It was hot enough to get me hard again, and that got Catherine in the mood for living out that fantasy. As I fucked her sexy ass I fervently hoped it wouldn't be the last time I got to enjoy it.

I wanted her fantasy to come true.

We both lay awake for a long time after that, with my cock still nestled between the perfect cheeks of her ass. Melissa would be home that afternoon, and we were both worried about how that would go.