EroticReverie

Epilogue- Four Years Later 

His POV

Call it luck , call it meant to be , but I couldn’t be any happier as I watch Stacy and my sister with the kids. 

Both boys. Both terrors and running around in their swim trunks. We gave them simple names. Knowing that growing up with two moms and a dad that lived together and we’re all together romantically would be hard enough to live through. 

James and Michael.  

We haven’t talked to any of our parents. We moved out of state last year and across the country. And while it hurt from time to time that my parents couldn’t accept us. That Stacy’s entire family disowned her as well, we still had each other.  Thankfully James had yet to show any signs we worried about having had been made my two people with the same blood like. He was healthy and happy. Both of them perfect. Just like their mothers. 

The boys screech as they run with the girls chasing them around and playing with them. 

“Time for a bath you dirty boy!” My sister scoops up Michael , my son I had with Stacy. As Stacy picks up James. James laughing as Stacy blows raspberries on his stomach as Michael starts to have a meltdown. 

“Mama!” He fights against her as he cries. Wanting to stay outside longer. 

Both of the boys called both of the girls mommy. Or mama. And they both loved each of the boys as their own. Because they were ours. All of ours. And we were happier than ever.  While our arrangement wasn’t  for everyone. It worked for us. And all that mattered was that we loved each other 

Loved the boys. And took care of each other and them. 

“Come get your son” my sister says with a shake of her head as he keeps having a tantrum and I laugh. Standing as I grab him and hush him up with a tickle to his sides and he laughs still with crocodile tears on his face. 

“You two stink” I say as I take James from Stacy and the boys laugh as I make a face at them. 

“You ‘tink!” Michael says poking my chest. 

“No way Jose. You do” say and he laughs and the girls just shake their head. 

I take the boys inside.  Give them their bath and put them in fresh clothes and lay them down for a nap as the girls both prep lunch for when they wake up. 

“I knew it” I say walking down. Finding them handsy with one another. Kissing in the kitchen. They turn their heads to me with a laugh. Each in their bathing suits still from swimming with the boys. 

“You two look pretty dirty too” I say. 

“Maybe we should get you both in the shower” I say with a cocked brow and they laugh. 

I walk over to both of them and kiss Stacy first , then my sister.  Each of them turning into me. Each grabbing a side of my ass making me smile as they run their hands over my chest and their other hands grope my cock. 

“We haven’t even gotten dirty yet” my sister says and I smile at her. 

“Think I can fix that” I say as I turn to her , grabbing the straps of her one piece and pulling them down. Stacy and I both going to her breast and her head going back as we suck on her tits. 

My hands push down her swimsuit and I let it hit the floor with a wet smack as it drops and then we do the same to Stacy. 

I get on my knees in front of them. My hands touching each of their stomachs as I lean over and kiss Stacy’s pussy.  My tongue sliding between the lips and pushing to her clit. Her moans filling the kitchen as she spreads her legs. My hand working my sisters pussy as I rub it and slide a finger in. 

It was definitely work to satisfy two women. But I never tired of it. I loved fucking them. I could never get enough. 

“Damn you taste good baby” I tell Stacy and then turn my head and lean over and let my tongue taste my sisters clit next 

I groan. Loving how she tastes the same just as she did the first time I ever went down on her. A delicious forbidden flavor. Still. Secretly , my favorite pussy I’d ever had. 

“Damn baby” I groan and spread her lips and she gasps as I suck her clit. 

“Both of your pussies are so fucking good” I groan and they each watch as I take turns on them. My cock growing harder and harder. 

“I’m such a lucky fucking bastard” I groan and kiss my sisters clit and then slide a finger into both of them as they push their hands to the edge of the counter. Their hips sticking out as they lean over to one another kissing  as I finger their perfect pussies and watch them tongue each other’s mouths and give them each another finger. 

Maybe it was because there was three of us that made it easy , or easy as I was sure it could get raising two kids. But we were always hot for one another. Always ready to fuck whenever the boys were down for a nap or had been put to bed for the night. We rotated who got up early with the boys. Each of us giving the other a break when we knew it was getting too much for one of the others. 

We worked well.  We had fights. But they never went unresolved and we never went to bed mad. It was hard to with three bodies in the bed that were drawn to each other like magnets. We always made up in the bedroom. And talked about whatever it was that we’d argued about the next day. 

Their two cunts drip on my fingers and their mouths moan as I fuck them a bit faster

 Curling my fingers to each of their gspots as they curse in each others mouths. 

“Who gets it first?” I smirk as they look down at me and laugh. 

We take it to the couch , Stacy on my lap , riding my cock and she gets her ass eaten out from behind by my sister. 

I groan as Stacy kisses me.  My hands all over her hips as I thrust into her , feeling my cock fill her deep. 

“Fuck baby” I groan and she smiles. 

“Fuck me deeper baby” she moans. 

I grunt and thrust harder making her let out a soft scream. 

“Shhhh you’ll wake them” I remind her as I take her bouncing tits in my hand and lean her back. My sister kissing her back up her spine as she brings her hand around and rubs Stacy’s clit.

“Jesus” Stacy cries. 

“How is it still this fucking good everytime?” She pants and we all smile. Because it was true. Our sex was fucking incredible. Each of them still turned me on every fucking day. Every god damn second. And thankfully I still did it for them too. 

Stacy and I had said I love you months before Michael was born. And now that love was even more than it was then. I loved her like I loved my sister. While there was still something that couldn’t be challenge me between me and my sister. I loved Stacy too. So fucking much. She was perfect for me. For us. We were all perfect together in our secret forbidden depravity. 

When she cums on my cock I kiss her hard thrusting into her. Making sure she cums as hard as I can make her. 

While she goes to clean herself up. While picking up our wet clothes. My sister smiles and slides onto my lap and onto my cock. 

“Been needing this pussy all day baby” I tell her and she smiles as she takes me in and out slowly. 

“Yeah? You’re not sick of me yet?” She teases

“ never” I groan as I lean back and watch her move. Her hips gyrating and circling and her head going back as she feels herself up. Her hands grabbing her tits as she rides me. 

I loved watching her. No matter what she did. Always constantly in awe of her. Still falling deeper into love with her everyday. Proud of her. Of us. Having the dream we almost denied ourselves. 

She moves faster and I groan as she curses. Picking up the pace and bouncing her pussy on me as she leans forward. Her tits bouncing in my face as she braces her hands on the back of the couch and rides my cock just as good as she always had. 

“I wanna fuck you forever” she moans. 

“Never stop baby” she moans. 

“Never stop fucking me” she cries as she grabs my shoulder and buries her face in my. Neck. Bucking her hips as she cums hard 

Shaking on my lap.  My hands grabbing her ass as I thrust and let myself cum with her. 

“Fuck baby” she moans. “Fuck yes” she moans when I throw her down and keep going. Pounding into her. Needing more. Unable to stop. Never able to fucking stop. 

I watch her tits move. Grinning as I think about all the times we used to sneak around in the beginning. All the times I couldn’t stop myself from having her. How bad I always needed her and how I only need her more now. 

“Yes baby, fuck” she cries as she cums again and I groan. Stacy coming back out. Sitting down and just watching us. 

“Fuck me” my sister cries. “Oh god, fuck me” she moans loudly and I groan. My hips slamming into her as she screams and I grunt. Knowing we’re gonna wake the boys. 

“Yes baby.” I groan. “Make me cum in this pussy again” 

Stacy jumps up and runs past the couch. 

“Let’s go lay back down” she ushers the boys away from seeing their father and other mother naked on the couch fucking each other. 

I only go harder. Making her scream. Both of us needing it like this. Rough and loud. Fucking as hard as we can. Our bodies slapping together. 

“Mama cry” James says. 

“Mamas fine. She’s just…she’s playing with daddy” I hear Stacy tell them and the door to the boys bedroom shuts. 

“Fuck me full of cum” she cries. 

“Fuck your sisters cunt” she groans and I pant heavily. Giving her everything. Every ounce on strength.  Cumming deep inside her. Collapsing as my hips jerk.  My cum spilling once again as I groan and she wraps her legs around me. 

“Shit” she exhaled and hums as she rubs my back. Her legs still around me. 

We lay there. Kissing one another’s mouths. Each others jaws and necks. 

“You two done grunting like wild beasts?” Stacy teases us with a roll of her eyes. 

We could all get carried away. Lose ourselves in each other. But it seemed to always happen with me and my sister. 

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We’re cleaned up and the boys are up from their naps. Stacy and my sister getting them up for their naps as I set the lunches for all of us at the table.

“Here bring this daddy” I hear Stacy tell the boys. Stacy and my sister stand there. Helping the boys into the seats , one on either side of me as they then take their seats. James and Michael point to the small bag in front of me. 

“Open it!” Michael demands. 

“Open it daddy!” James chirps. 

I smile at both of them and then at the girls. 

“What is it?” I ask the boys and they both shrug. 

“Dunno! Open it!” James says and I chuckle as I open the small gift bag. 

I look to both of the women. Small smiles on their face. Each biting their lip. 

“My birthday isn’t until next week.” I say and then both smile. 

“We couldn’t wait” Stacy says and I look to her and to my sister as I pull out the tissue paper. 

My heart stopping. 

“No” I say in disbelief. I look at the bottom of the bag and then up at them. 

“Who?” I ask and they both laugh. 

“There’s two” my sister says. 

“Wait…what?” I ask my heart fucking ready to explode. 

At the same time they say it with smiles of excitement on their face. 

“We’re pregnant!”

- the end -