Mom and I XXXmastime Ch. 03

"Yeah, but it means Bonnie still has to act like Greg is her biological father in public. Are you going to back that up by treating her like your niece?"

"Oh. I don't see why not. It's not like she's to blame for anything. Like you said, if Rachel and Greg had gotten married, Bonnie would have grown up as my niece."

Jessica said, "And my cousin."

I asked, "How public was Greg about proving he couldn't be a father? Would people around here remember he was infertile, to undercut Bonnie's claim?"

Jilly said, "Good point. He didn't like talking about it. He only showed the Simpsons his medical diagnosis and her parents seemed stunned, but Rachel refused to say anything. I just realized we need to find out whether Bonnie even tells people that Greg's her Dad or that he was just a fictional name her mom used. Hell, we're not even sure Greg was the first name Rachel used on the form."

"That's easy to find out. I'll just call Bonnie and ask," Angie said, fishing her phone from her purse and dialing. After a few seconds, she said, "Bonnie? It's Angie. Are you able to talk freely? I have a question for you. I know your last name is Walker, but is the father's name on your birth certificate Greg Walker?"

Angie nodded at the apparent yes answer and continued, "Why? Because Jilly Tirman, who I mentioned earlier today, is Greg's sister. A little while ago, she told me that your mom dated Greg in high school and college, tried to name him as your father, but he had a medical condition that made him infertile and they broke up when she wouldn't name your real father. Jilly and Jessica are prepared to act like your family, if you have been telling people your father is Greg Walker all your life. Have you?"

After a long pause, Angie said, "Okay, hon. I'll talk to you later." Angie ended the call, then said, "She's grateful for your offer, Jilly, but she's going to talk to her mom first. Apparently, when Rachel revealed that Scott was her real father, she only told Bonnie that Greg was a friend who died in the war shortly before Bonnie was born, who wouldn't have minded having his name used. No mention of having dated him for years, claiming he was the father or his being infertile. Without Rachel saying so specifically, Bonnie got the impression that Greg might have been gay."

"Ooops," Tommy said. "I bet Rachel wasn't expecting that to bite her on the ass so soon after coming back to Virginia. If at all."

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That night, Mom and Jilly asked to make love to me, together, as they were both expecting their periods to start in a day or two. I wound up with them in the master bedroom, while Jessica and Dad took my bedroom and Angie was with Tommy. We double checked that all the doors were locked.

As we got undressed, Jilly said, "Before we start, I want to talk about your concerns about giving me a baby."

I said, "It's really just one, Jilly. I want the child to know what our true relationships are, to know that I'm their biological father, that Tommy is their uncle, that Jess is both sister and aunt, that Mom and Dad are also their grandparents. Put my name down as father on the birth certificate so it's 100% legal, then I will sign my parental rights over to Dad, as if I was a surrogate. When it's the right time, we'll explain everything. We'll have enough secrets as it is, I don't want to lie about this."

Jilly said, "That's fine with me," as the last of her clothes went into the hamper. "This will probably be the last time I have sex with you with the IUD still in place. I'll have it taken out on Wednesday, during my period, then my bleeding ought to be over by the New Year's party, although I won't ovulate for another week after that. If I don't catch in January, I might come up to Baltimore in February, otherwise we can try again over your Spring Break."

Mom said, "Okay, enough logistics, you two. I've been horny ever since hearing about Angie seducing her mom this morning, boosted by Angie telling us what happened at Wendy's apartment and with Bonnie. I need an orgasm, quick."

"Well, pick a position, Mom."

"No, this isn't the time and place for parental deference. Pick what you want."

Jilly said, "Jeez, you two. Telling Derek to pick is still him following your orders, Marcy. You've got to let him take charge on his own and if he prefers you or me to lead, that's fine, too."

"You pick, then," Mom said.

"Okay. We'll start with oral, a triangle on our sides. You suck Derek, he eats me, I eat you and we'll go from there."

We lay on our right sides with my back parallel to the pillows, lifting our left knees. Mom grasped my stiff cock and rubbed a droplet of precum across the glans before she licked it away. As she got me wetter, she started to stroke the shaft. When she took my head into her mouth and sucked hard around it, my toes curled.

I swiped my tongue along Jilly's labia, savoring her taste, still feeling the wonder of being a lover to these two women, one my mother and the other a figurative aunt asking me to father her child. I was horny, but I also wanted to end Christmas Day by showing them my love, appreciating their love for me, the best gifts I'd ever received, wrapped in skin, love and lust rather than paper.

A Merry Christmas had turned into a Merry XXXMas.

Slipping the middle finger of my right hand into Jilly's pussy, I pressed three fingers of my left hand just above her pubic bone. Her clit was just beginning to peek out of its hood. I teased around the hood with my tongue and waited for the nub to protrude further.

Mom was moaning around my shaft as she licked and sucked, not trying to take me into her throat. She was keeping her hand stroking out of sync with the bobs of her mouth, varying her stopping point wherever her lips hit her fingers. It was the best possible combination of blow job and hand job. If I hadn't been focused on Jilly, I might have come already. Mom wasn't the only one who'd been turned on all day long. Starting with needing to walk away from the trio playing in my bed, to imagining Angie, Debra and Pat revealing Debra's turnaround to Jake and Pat, to hearing all that they'd actually done.

Jilly's clit was fully engorged and I could feel her gspot was, as well. I sucked her clitoral hood between my lips and slid the tip of my tongue lightly across her clit.

"Yes, Drew, yes!!" she cried, muffled between Mom's legs. She must have reacted by intensifying her efforts to lick Mom, as her moans grew louder as well.

I wanted to last long enough for them to climax. But, Mom pressing two fingers against my perineum and stroking along the root of my cock made that impossible. "Cumming!" I cried out, as I started to spurt into Mom's mouth.

I did my best to stay coordinated in sucking and licking Jilly and she was the next to scream out, wordlessly, as her tummy rippled under the fingers that were pressing into her, as my finger inside rubbed her gspot from inside.

Before Jilly was done, Mom pulled off of my cock and swallowed what was in her mouth, so she could moan, "Jilly, yes! Oh, fuck, fuck, I'm there, honey! YYYEEEESSSS!!"

Mom and Jilly rolled away from me and into a 69, with Mom on top. I was instantly reminded of Angie and Pat that morning, except for Jilly's red hair. I watched them loving each other for three minutes, softly stroking my still-wet cock until it got hard again.

I moved around behind Mom and slipped my cock into her, over Jilly's mouth. Mom pushed back against me to shove me all the way into her, while Jilly pressed her tongue against my shaft where it entered.

As I steadily stroked in and out of Mom, Jilly grabbed my nutsack and pressed it back, to keep from being smacked in the face. My every push forward tried to pull them from her grasp and her efforts to keep them under control caused her to squeeze them regularly. I grunted a couple of times when she squeezed too hard and she softened her hold.

Mom quickened our pace by pushing back at me and Jilly gave up on controlling my balls and slid out from under Mom's torso, spun around and lay in front of her. Mom resumed licking at Jilly's clit, being bumped forward by me. I watched Jilly's boobs jiggle on her chest as my strokes translated into pushing Mom into her poly-wife. I imagined thrusting my cock into both of them at the same time, which brought on thoughts of loving them both equally. It was the first time that my feelings for Jilly had risen to be on par with Angie and Mom. Jessica, too. If I were forced to choose who I loved most, could I still do it?

The question lodged in the back of my mind as my focus returned to fucking. Mom cried out, "Derek, just a little harder, baby, I'm right there!" I poured more energy into my hips, slapping against Mom's ass, as I felt my nuts bouncing against her.

Mom lay her face against Jilly's groin, panting and moaning. Her right hand reached back to stroke her clit and she went rigid as her orgasm started. Her insides clenched on my cock and she started to shake, moaning my name softly.

I managed to hold off from my own orgasm as I continued pushing in against her grasping resistance. When she collapsed and pulled off of me, I rolled her to the side and approached Jilly, who spread her knees wide for me to enter her in missionary position. "Fill me up, Derek. Call it practice for knocking me up."

She wrapped her legs behind me and pulled me into her until my hips were smashing into hers. Recovered slightly, Mom slid in beside us and started sucking on Jilly's nipple, then turned her head to kiss me, giving me another taste of Jilly's essence.

I only lasted another five minutes, trying to hold out until Jilly came. Mom slipped down to our waists, one hand snaking between our groins to stroke Jilly's clit and the other reaching behind me to squeeze my balls, which were drawing up, ready to spew my seed.

"Fuck, I'm almost there," I managed to pant, just as Jilly shuddered and tightened inside. That pushed me over the edge and I started to shoot into her, my back arching and screaming, "Fuuuccckkk!"

When we'd stopped cumming, I eased back and rolled to my right, landing my head on a pillow. Mom crawled up and lay on Jilly's other side, softly kissing her and then leaning across Jilly to kiss me. Jilly kissed me after that, then said, "What a great way to end the day. I wish it didn't have to end, but Marcy and I both have to work tomorrow. Merry Christmas, both of you."

"I love you both, so much," I said. "Your love and Angie's and Jess's is my best gift this year. Merry Christmas."

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