    Title: Jeanne
    Author:Eskimo1958
    Summary: A lady finds true love in a man that helps her out of a jam. Then, her daughters
    offer their services for her new lover to have some children.
    Keywords: MF, MMF, IR, Impreg

I'm thirty-eight, female, white, and I am constantly horny. Four years ago, I was out driving, when it all started. I am, or was, a single mom at the time, driving from my home in Columbus up to Cleveland. The interstate was a mess, so I decided to take the surface streets. It wasn't much better, and an incident happened that changed my life. A traffic light changed, and I started to go forward. That's when I heard it, the sound of my engine, as it seemed like the whole world exploded. With people yelling at me, I somehow got my little Toyota off to the side of the street, stranded, and not exactly in the best part of town.

It wasn't long before a group of young African-American males had me surrounded. I was scared to death. I mean, I've never been around black folk before, and here were probably six of them, all eyeing my body with lust in their eyes. One of them said "Hey guys, lookie here. Some fresh meat from heaven."

I stammered out, "Please, my car broke down."

Another youth chuckled, saying "Your loss, our gain."

I thought I was dead. I damn near was about ready to soil my panties, when a large figure loomed up behind them, saying "These boys giving you any trouble, miss?"

The leader turned around, saying "Fuck off, Sam. We found her first."

I watched in awe, as the man named Sam grabbed him by the neck, and easily threw him to the side, saying "You dumb fuck's are always a step towards getting yourselves thrown back in jail." I watched as the others backed off a few steps, as Sam waved his arm, saying "Go on, high tail it out of here. Unless you all want to try getting a piece of me."

I couldn't explain the relief I felt, as they took off running, just as a police cruiser pulled up. The officer rolled down his window, asking me, "You break down?"

I nodded my head yes, and Sam asked "Where you heading?"

"Downtown, I needed to get to Cleveland State for a seminar." I replied.

He looked at my smoking Toyota, and shook his head, saying "You sure ain't going to make it there in that thing." I was about ready to cry, but he said "Hey there, missy. No need to get upset. I'll take you there in my car. Just let me get a hold of a friend, and he'll tow it to the Toyota shop, okay?"

I nodded my head okay, as I brushed away a tear. I hadn't realized that he was driving behind me, and he had stopped when he seen my plight. So he went and fetched his old Buick, and as he pulled up, he reached over and opened the door. I smiled as I climbed inside, and closing the door, I was wondering if I had made a grave mistake. But it turns out, I hadn't. He asked me my name, and I said "Jeanne, Jeanne Jenkins."

He smiled, as he drove down the street, saying "Well Jeanne, I'll call my buddy Greg, and he'll take care of your car." He pulled out a cell phone, and after a brief conversation, telling his friend what happened, he hung up the phone. I smiled, feeling even more relief. He stuck out his large black hand, saying "Sam Boston, Jeanne. I'm pleased to meet your acquaintance."

He smiled, and I melted. Such a nice man, even if he is black. He started asking me about myself and all, and I told him why I was going to the University, it being work related. And that I was to be back to work tomorrow. And when he dropped me off, he scribbled down his cell phone number, saying for me to call him when I needed picked up, and that maybe he would find out what's all wrong with my car. I felt happy. No, that's too conservative of a word. Elated? Yes, that's better. Extremely elated. Such a nice man. I giggled, as I realized as I thought that, that I didn't even consider the color of his skin as I said that. No, I'm not a racist, not on purpose anyhow. Probably ignorant would be a good word. It's just that I've never had much contact with those of color. Maybe once or twice a year, and that's about it. I work in a doctors office as an RN in a rural county north of Columbus, and we don't have many colored folks around. But white or black, I've never met a man as nice and pleasant to be around than Sam.

My seminar went well. It lasted all day, as was planned, and at four o'clock, I picked up a payphone and called the number that Sam had provided. I heard him answer, saying "Hello."

I said "Hello Sam, it's me, Jeanne. Have you heard about my car?"

He sounded a bit nervous, as he said "Well, yeah. You've a blown engine. There wasn't any oil in the crankcase."

I wasn't sure what that meant, as I always took my car to the dealership every three months, as I replied "Oh, is that bad?"

He suppressed a chuckle, "Yes, you need a whole new engine. But, they called your dealership in Columbus. It seemed with your regular maintenance program, this shouldn't have happened. They said it'll be about five days to get it fixed."

"But how will I get home?", I asked in a slight panic.

"I'm on my way to pick you up. I'll take you out to the dealership to talk to them."

I agreed and hung up the phone. Fifteen minutes later, I saw Sam pull up in front of the building, and out I went to get into his car. I was a bundle of nerves, as I sat there in silence, worried about what was to become of my car, and the cost to fix it up. Yes, I have a good job, but with two teenage daughters, money isn't exactly overflowing my coffers. As it turned out, the dealership here and the one back home were in constant communication. It seems that for some inexplicable reason, all of my oil had leaked out of the engine through a bad gasket. I never checked these things. Heck, I don't even know how! Well, since it was out of warranty, they wouldn't pay for all of it. However, my dealership decided since I was a favorite customer, they would pay for parts, and all I would pay for would be the labor. That came out to half a grand. I about died.

So, to make a long story short, I agreed. Of course, now I had no way to get home. But Sam, dear Sam, he came to the rescue again. It seemed he was off on vacation anyway, and he offered his services to drive me home. I didn't really have a choice, actually. I mean, it was that or rent a car, for another three hundred dollars. Once I was home, I could get a ride from a co-worker, so I didn't have a problem with that. So, off we went, for the two-hour ride to my place. We talked, and the more we talked, I was becoming even more comfortable with the man. He was pleasant, not overbearing, and extremely polite. And after he dropped me off at my door, I was looking forward to seeing him again, as he promised to come get me for the return trip. I gave him fifty dollars for his time, which he took grudgingly, and I was smiling and waving as he drove done the county road on his way home.

My daughters seen him dropping me of, and it was like an inquisition, as they grilled me about what had happened. Both Janet, who at the time was fifteen and a high school sophomore, and Becky, a year younger and one year behind in school, were amazed at the idea that I allowed a black man to drive me home. As a matter of fact, they were snickering the rest of the week, making remarks about me and my hero. Two days later, I called the dealer in Cleveland. The car should be done Monday. I called Sam, and he said since he had to work Monday, as his vacation was over, he would pick me up Sunday afternoon, and take me to a motel near the dealership. He told me there was a few choice chain motels nearby, so I agreed to that.

He arrived Sunday morning, just before noon. And after I introduced him to my girls, who he described as being just as good looking as their mother, I insisted he stay for a meal before we headed back north. Dinner was good, as the girls and I made him pot roast, with mashed potatoes, carrots and green beans. He ate it all up, and I was all smiles. I was really starting to like this man. And so damn good looking. I was starting to wonder why he wasn't married. I knew he wasn't, as I asked him about his life on the trip when he brought me home. Not even a girlfriend. He said he hadn't the time. And I caught myself, as I was thinking of that statement, I would sure like to make him find the time with me.

After dinner, I left the girls to clean up, and Sam and I headed on up north towards Cleveland. Once there, I tried to give him some more money, but he was insistent in not taking it this time, telling me that just being around me was a reward enough. I just smiled, and went and checked into the motel, to wait for morning when I can pick up my car. And as I shut off the light, my hands went to my crotch, which was a bit damp. Yeah, I was thinking of that big black guy, as I strummed my kitty, bringing myself to a powerful orgasm. And as I drifted off to sleep, I was a bit disappointed, knowing that I would probably never see him again. I was wrong.

In the morning, I walked the half-mile to the dealership. Once there, I found out that it would be a bit longer, so I took a seat in the lobby to wait. And wait. And wait. At three-forty, the service manager came out, a sour look on his face. It seems something went wrong, and my car would not be ready until tomorrow. He was very apologetic, and the dealership offered me money for lodging, and the promise that it would be fixed by noon tomorrow. So, they gave me a lift back to the motel, where I checked back in, where I then called home to tell my boss, and to call my daughters, that I would be gone another day. Yes, about my sweet adorable daughters. Or rather, Becky. For after I told her, she snorted and asked "Well, maybe you and Sam can get together for dinner."

I told her to behave, as I hung up the phone, while feeling a longing in my pussy. It had been a few years since my pussy had felt a man's touch. And I hadn't felt like wanting a man for an even longer amount of time. I sat on the bed, leaned back, and stared at the ceiling for forty minutes, bored out of my mind. Bored, and nervous. There was an idea I had, but was I brave enough to try it? Another thirty minutes, it was pushing six. I picked up my purse, and opened it up. Then after looking through it and finding what I was hunting for, I picked up the phone, and dialed a number. Four rings, and an answering machine. I was bummed, as it requested for me to leave a message, which I did, saying "Hello Sam. This is Jeanne. They didn't get my car done today, and I was wondering if you would like to go out for a drink. I'm here at the Red Roof Inn, room number two-thirty-six. Hope to hear back from you."

I hung up, wondering what I had done. I had just called up a man for a date. Was I nuts? I felt the pang in my pussy. Okay, I was definitely horny, that's for sure. And going into the bathroom and dropping my jeans, there was a noticeable wet spot on the front of my panties. Damn, I was wanting it, wasn't I! I peed, wiped and flushed, stood up, and the phone rang. I damn near broke my leg getting to the phone, answering it with shortness of breath, saying "Hello?"

The voice on the other end, a black male's voice, saying "Hey there Jeanne. This is Sam."

I was grinning from ear to ear, as I said "Hey there, you got my message. Are you available for a drink?"

I cringed, was I too forward? He chuckled on the other end, saying "Sure, how about I pick you up in twenty minutes, have you eaten?"

I forgot about food, I wasn't hungry, just horny...and full of hope. "Um, no, I have not."

"Well then, there's a steakhouse down the street from you, we'll go there. I just happened across fifty dollars the other day, so I'll even buy."

We both laughed, as we said our good-bye's and hung up. Damn, my hair is a mess, and I don't have any makeup! Or at least enough to do any good. I went to the mirror, brushing my hair and then I put a bit of eye-liner on, plus some lipstick. How much lipstick do you need when you want to get some? Yeah, I was wanting it. Wanting it real bad. He arrived at my door in exactly twenty minutes. Ten minutes later, we were seated at a Lonestar steakhouse. We chatted, with me now asking the questions. He's a year younger than I. He works for the state, as a professional, in the field of social services. I smiled when he said that, thinking that I could use some servicing. I couldn't believe myself, even thinking something like that.

It took an hour to eat, another hour to have a drink or two each, and it was pushing eight when we left the restaurant. As we left the parking lot on our way to the motel, I asked him to pull into a drugstore, telling him I needed some Tylenol. He waited as I went inside, going to the back of the store, and picking up a box of what I really needed. The smallest box was a dozen, I was confident that this would be plenty. I paid for the merchandise, then slipped the package into my purse. We smiled at each other as I got back in the car, as I made small talk for the short distance to the motel. Now what to do? Well, as we stopped, I said "Come on up. I'm a bit bored, and I would like to talk a bit more with you." He looked a bit shocked, as I said "Oh, don't be afraid, I won't bite."

Laughing, he said "Well, okay, why not." So we both got out, and he held my hand as we walked up the steps, chattering away about the state of the economy, and me feeling my panties getting soaked, wondering if I was mad or what! Entering the room, I sat on the bed, and he took a seat on the lone chair in the room. We talked for another thirty minutes, before he said, "Excuse me, but I need to go potty."

I said "Okay." and he stood and went for the bathroom. I took this as my chance, as I stood, and quickly undressed, and I looked into the mirror above the sink as I walked towards the bathroom, where I heard him draining his tool. A tool I was dying to see. My reflection in the mirror was showing my aroused state. My nipples were swollen, they seemed to be twice the size of normal. And I could see the glistening of my pubic hair, damp from wondering what this man can do to me. The bathroom door was only partially closed, and I saw the head of his shaft, as he shook it. I about died. I've seen plenty of penis's in my life as a nurse. All in the softened state. This one was soft, but it hung down a lot, and I mean a LOT! Plus, it looked to be a good two inches in diameter! Too late now, as he reached down and flushed. I opened the door to the bathroom, and he said a surprised "Oh.", followed by a big smile coming to the face, as he took in the sight of my naked white body. I grabbed his cock, and squatted down, and pulled the head into my mouth. Oh yes, it tasted musky, an aphrodisiac for me, as I felt my tummy churn. I was jerking his meat, while trying to stuff as much of his growing cock into my mouth, feeling it grow rapidly between my hot lips.

He took his shirt off as he stood there, and I glanced up, making eye contact, and he was smiling broadly. He pushed his pants down below his hips, and then he reached down and started fondling my breasts. Oh god that felt good, as he tugged on my nipples. Not hard, just enough to make it feel good, and to send shivers of joy through me. My free hand went to his balls, damn things were as big as apples, and I was looking forward to the contents emptying into my mouth. It took some ten minutes of sucking for me to achieve that, as he groaned and let loose, damn near drowning me with the copious amount of cum he blasted into my hot little mouth.

Once I got every drop, I took him out of my mouth and nibbled along his ebony shaft. I was in awe, damn thing was every inch of a foot, if not a bit more. And thick! It had grown from the above two inches in diameter to damn near three. I was wondering how the hell I was going to get it inside of me. I was going to die trying, that's how!

I stopped kissing and nibbling his cock, and moved up his body, reaching his chest, he spun me around, and as he leaned against the wall, his right hand cupped my heavy c-cup right breast, as his left hand was in paradise. I felt my knees go weak, as he found my clit, playing it like a pro. I moaned out "Oh god, you're good, and we've just begun."

He laughed, as he then effortlessly picked me up, and carried me to the bed. I felt like putty, as he laid me down, and kissed my lips, my neck, my breasts, my belly, and then my pussy. I came as soon as his tongue hit my clit, as I felt my juices flood his face. He didn�t stop, as he went at it, licking me good for I don't know how long, taking great care of my clit, as well as tonguing my pussy hole and even licking my little asshole. I tripped out on that one, damn near blackening out. As he worked his mouth up my body, his hands playing with my heaving breasts, I said as I panted, "My purse, condoms."

He reached over to the night stand, and handed me my purse. At least he was okay with this, as I reached in, and pulled out the box. He looked at it, and laughed, saying "Twelve? Damn, I'm going to be busy tonight."

As he pulled on out and opened it up, I said "What you don't use tonight, maybe we can use for another time." He sat up on his knees, and unrolled the condom. I watched as he sheathed his precious cock, as I tried spreading my legs out as far as they could go. He placed a hand on my belly, as he rubbed the head of his prick along my slit, getting it wet with my juices. I was sure glad I got lubricated, as he started to push the head into me. I groaned. I saw stars. I heard myself cry out. A mixture of pain and intense pleasure. I had my eyes closed tightly, as I felt his cock make my pussy grudgingly accept him. I then felt euphoric, as I heard another wail, as I came hard. Real hard! I had never had an orgasm like it before, definitely not while during intercourse, and not even self administered. I was seeing stars, and as I cracked my eyes open, he didn�t have the first four inches in yet. I was out of breath, as I stated hoarsely, "Oh god, get it in me, Sam."

He grinned, as his thumb worked my clit, saying "I'm trying, Jeanne, I'm trying."

I suddenly realized that I was bucking my hips, my own pussy had taken control of my body, trying to get more of him inside of me. He started pumping me to see if that would help, and it did, as after ten minutes, he had half of his donkey cock inside of me. I had another orgasm. God, I've never screamed like that before! Gut wrenching, mind blowing, hell, even earth shattering. And he still wasn�t all the way in, But as he thrusted, it felt like he was going to come up through my throat. I could see my belly bulge up, each time his cock went deep inside of me, as the head of his massive cock was displacing a lot of my insides, forcing it up. He had about two-thirds in, as I put my ankles on his shoulders, and he went to town. Twenty-five minutes. That's how long he went at it on from that point. Twenty-five glorious fucking minutes! I was banged hard, and I was loving it, every single inch of his black cock felt incredibly delicious as it stroked my vaginal walls. And when I felt the first blast of his cum, I lost it once again, as he laid down and put his mouth on mine, our hot mouths making animalistic sounds as his tool filled that condom up. His body felt fine on top of mine. Lean, hard, muscular, and I was in heaven. God, could there be more? He pulled out and rolled over onto his back, groaning as he did.

I reached down and felt myself, finding my hole was wide open. wondering if it will ever return to it's normal tightness. I turned my head, and he was looking at me, not a smile, not a frown, just one of wonderment. I smiled, rolled to him and kissed his lips. He wrapped his arms about me, and pulled me to him. We kissed, with my hand finding his condom covered shaft. It wasn't as hard as it was when it was drilling my sweet hole, but it was still a massive piece of equipment. He was fondling my breast as I moved down to his crotch, admiring the cock that had just given me so much pleasure. I licked my juices off of the condom, then slowly pulled it off his cock. I then worked his shaft with my tongue, sliding it up and around his entire length, getting his spent cum. I could feel my crotch tingling, signaling that it wasn't satisfied yet. Heck, it had been a long time since a man made me felt good, and none ever made me feel like this!

Sam pulled my hips over his head, and I sighed happily when I felt his tongue slide along my slit. This guy is good doing a woman's sex, as he ran circles around my nub, massaging my hole and anus with the tips of his fingers, I was about ready to blow again. I again shut my eyes tight, stopped sucking, and let it come. I was whimpering on his prick, enjoying the waves of pure joy sweeping through my body. I rolled off, and onto my belly, hugging a pillow underneath my chest, moaning joyfully. I felt him move about, and glancing his way, we made eye contact. I smiled, as I saw his hard black shaft swaying, and I said "Get another condom."

He laughed as he picked up my purse, and pulled out the box. I buried my face into the mattress, waiting for that log of his to make it's appearance known. Soon he was kneeling behind me, his hands lifting my hips up, and I spread my knees apart willingly. He didn�t bother with any preliminaries, as he sank his shaft into my wanting hole. I groaned loudly, surprised at the walls of my cunt, as they tried to accommodate that cock of his once again. My orgasm hit, as I screamed into the mattress, my fingernails digging into the sheets, as I pushed back against him. He grabbed me by the waist, and he started fucking away. Long, slow storks at first, making my moan with lust. It seemed like every nerve was stretched, waiting for the next orgasmic explosion, as his black cock fucked away. Then, I felt it. His big, heavy balls hitting my cunt. He was all the way in, and I felt totally stuffed. He paused for a second as I lifted my head, and looked over my shoulder at him, saying "Go ahead, do me."

He smiled back, responding with "Gladly." as he pulled out, and slammed hard back in. My head jerked up, as I howled, not caring about neighboring rooms and if anyone could hear me. He started pounding my pussy with fast strokes, as I pushed my tits off the pillow, and looked back between my legs. His beautiful black balls were slapping against my thighs, as I watched that cock ply my pussy. And the view had it's erotic effect, seeing the black prick going in and out of between my red-tinged pussy lips. I howled again, while telling him to fuck me harder. That boy most certainly obliged. I collapsed forward onto my chest, but he stayed inside of me, crawling over my legs and still his meat was pistoning in and out of my well-lubed twat.

I have no idea how long he lasted this time, as it felt like forever, as I would whimper and moan whenever another orgasm would sweep through my overcharged body, by now too exhausted to scream out as each pleasure wave hit. When he came, there was no warning, as he lunged into me hard and deep, grunting as I felt that fat cock of his pulse, as it filled another condom. I smiled, wondering what it would feel like if he wasn�t wearing one. Wondering if I was brave enough to try. Luckily, my better judgment won through, as I felt him pull out, my cunt feeling like a cavern. I just laid there, as I felt him lay down between my legs, and soon the wonderful feeling of his tongue down there, licking me clean, from my asshole down to the top of my slit. I just sighed, enjoying the attention he was giving me. There were a few small orgasms after that, as my body was so fucked out, it couldn't respond as intense as it had earlier. I felt him stop, and crawl up next to me, laying down on his side and putting an arm across my back. I rolled onto my side, my back up against his chest, and he rubbed my titties gently. Yeah, I love this. To be held after some great sex, what more can a woman ask for?

He gently kissed my neck, my cheek, my face, everywhere his hot black lips could reach, as we laid there. I could feel that monster of a cock of his, up against the middle of my back, wondering if I could get him to take me one more time. But, I was so worn out, that I drifted off to sleep, not letting him have a chance.

The phone rang, and I jerked my body up, and I first realized that I wasn�t alone. Sam had his eyes open as well, and we kissed, as I reached over and grabbed the ringing phone. It was my six-am wake up call, and I put the phone back down, as I then laid my head down on his broad, black chest. He cuddled me for a few minutes, before saying "I need to get home so I can shower and get on to work."

I sighed, knowing that our time together was done for now. I rolled off of him, and said "Yes, I guess fun time is over."

He chuckled, as he sat up and twisted, getting his feet onto the floor. He found his shirt, and was pulling it on, as he said "Well, we still have what? Ten more condoms to go."

I grabbed my breasts, cupping them, remembering how well his hands worked them during our love making, as I asked "When can we meet again?"

He walked over and found his jeans, and was stepping into them while looking at my naked, white body laying on the bed, "Anytime. I think I could get use to you."

I purred, as I stretched my body out, replying "My thoughts exactly." I paused, and said "We can meet halfway?"

He sat down next to me, as he pulled on his shoes, "Yes, I would like that." He reached over and patted my pussy, adding "I've never had a woman with so much energy before." I giggled, as I felt sparks when his hand touched my messy twat. He had his shoes on, as he leaned back, and licked my tits, and I moaned, with him saying "Yes, you're definitely what I was needing."

I sat up, wrapping my arms around his body, and said "Well, you're most definitely what I was needing." I kissed his cheek, and he turned his face and we kissed soulfully for about ten seconds, our tongues searching each others hot mouth. I was breathless when we stopped, as he then stood, and me saying "We may need a sound-proof room though." I rolled to my purse, and pulled out a piece of paper, and finding a pen, I wrote my phone number and address down on it. I stood and came around the bed, where we embraced once more, with me handing him the slip of paper, and I said "Call me tomorrow night."

We kissed again, and breaking away, he said "Don't worry, I will." He opened the door, and out he went. I knew I was in love. With a black man with a very large cock. What will the people back home say? What do I care? I had a taste, and I wanted more. Okay, it was a meal, and I was stuffed, repeatedly, I might add. And I was wanting a second meal. A weekender would be nice, and I was looking forward to it happening soon. As a matter of fact, as I laid there, with my fingers gently massaging the lips of my sore pussy, I was kind of hoping that my car wasn't ready. I eventually got up, and went and took a very long and very warm shower. My pussy burned under the hot water, as I smiled, remembering what had caused it to be in this condition.

I dried off, dressed, and went and ate, my body felt like rubber, and I was sort of walking funny, as I returned to my motel room. I called the dealership at nine, and they responded by sending someone to pick me up. I was all smiles, albeit a bit sore down there, as I pulled out of Cleveland just a bit before noon. My car ran fine all the way home, and since the girls were in school I crashed. I didn't realize how tired all that good sex can get me, as I laid down on my bed, and I fell asleep. Nothing woke me, not even my daughters as they were all smiles the next morning at the breakfast table. I felt a lot better, although I was still walking funny.

It was the beginning of a fantastic relationship. He did call that night. My heart was pounding hard as we talked, setting up a meeting place in Mansfield for Saturday night. My girls were wearing big smiles on their faces once I hung up the phone, all flushed and excited in anticipation for another night of thorough sexual enjoyment with the man. We did this for a month, every Saturday night, before I invited him to my place for a weekend. But before I even had my second night with him, I made a big decision. I sat my daughters down, and we had a long, and I mean very long talk. I was always open with the two of them, and I wasn't about to stop now. And, there was something else. I wanted the two of them to not to be inhibited like I was at their age. So, I gave them permission to explore their sexuality. Of course, a doctors visit was set up, for all three of us, and we all were put on birth control.

Now, for the first weekend of having Sam in my house. Dinner was fine, as the girls and I prepared it. And after dinner, we all watched television together, before we all went to our bedrooms. I had a hard time keeping from being my normal vocal self that first night. And, from the smirks my daughters gave me the next morning, I didn't do a very good job. Two whole nights of Sam. I was happy, sore, and well fucked. And looking forward to the following weekend to arrive.

The following weekend, he came again. He arrived in time for dinner, and afterwards, we were all in the living room, when he made an announcement. He had taken a higher paying position with the state, and was moving to Columbus. I was elated. And then, the shocker. He asked my girls if they had a problem with him marrying their mother. They laughed, saying it wasn't their choice. I was in heaven, as he proposed to me there, in front of my darling daughters. I had a hard time seeing, as tears were pouring out of my eyes, with my girls hugging me tightly, and hugging their soon-to-be step-father as well.

Our lives were changed, and for the better. Sam and I settled into a very fine marriage, each of us still in love with the other. And the girls, they were going through boyfriends left and right, not finding one they liked, but enjoying trying them on for size. No, they weren't sluts. Normally, they didn't put out on the first date, and usually not even the second. I was coaching them, sort of. Giving them pointers on what to do, what to look for, and so on. But neither had found one they could settle on. I just smiled, telling them not to worry, as they were both young, while pointing out to them how long it took me to literally stumble upon Sam. I do believe they were somewhat amazed that their mother was so passionate for someone. It was more than once that one girl or the other came home unexpectedly to find Sam taking me in some room in our house. And since we live out in the country, there were a few times we even got caught out on the back patio, with my legs wrapped about his body as he fucked me silly.

A year went by, followed by a second. We were well into the third year, still very much in love. Of course, Sam and I were very open to one another. And one day, the subject of children came up. I asked him if he wanted one, and he said he would, if I could. So, I got off birth control, and a few months later, we tried. He succeeded, but I miscarried. We tried again a month later, and the same result. I was as devastated as he after the second one, but we didn't stop trying. Two months later, I was pregnant again. It lasted two months, when I was rushed to the hospital. Another miscarriage, but there was more. Further tests, and I mean lots of tests, found something on my uterus. We were scared of what could happen, as we waited for more tests, then surgery. A biopsy proved them to be non-cancerous, but I was now left without a womb, as the doctor had to perform a hysterectomy on me. I cried when Dr Snell told me she was going to have to do this, but I knew already what had to be done. After all, I am a registered nurse.

A month after the operation. Sam has been a great comfort, as has the girls. And when I finally felt up to it, Sam took me away for a week to the hills of southeast Ohio, where we stayed in a small cabin, just the two of us, and he made some of the best love to me that I thought could never be made to a woman. He took me repeatedly, bringing me to higher states of sexual arousal than ever before. I never thought he could out do himself, but he did that week. Then, it was return to home, and life must go on. Janet was now in her Freshman year at Ohio State, studying to be a nurse. Becky was a high school senior, and with aspirations of the nursing profession as well. Sam always joked that he never had a thing to worry about if he got sick or injured.

It was September, a nice month, end of summer, beginning of fall, with warm days and cool nights. A Saturday to be exact. Sam was out mowing the yard on the lawn tractor. The girls were in the living room, and I in my bedroom. I had to chuckle, as Sam always said he would never had thought in a million years that he would be living out in the country, riding a big John Deere lawn mower and cutting grass. I smiled as I sat in my reading chair, glancing out every now and then, watching his big, black frame as he guided the mower along.

My thoughts were soon interrupted though, as the girls came into my room, asking "Mom, are you busy?"

I replied "No girls, what do you need?"

I was expecting a talk. Being a mother, I had sensed something for a while now. The last few weeks, the girls were rather, well, for not having a better word for it, different. Something was bothering them. Usually it would be one or the other, but I sensed it to be both. Neither were seeing any one at the moment, so I figured it wasn't concerning a man. Or so I thought.

My oldest was the first to speak. She's turned into one fine looking lady, with her bushy, blonde hair, smooth skin, and thin frame, just like I at that age. But her breasts were definitely bigger, a healthy forty inch c-cup, as she's a good four inches taller than I, but twenty pounds lighter. And Becky, a lot thinner, in bust, butt and waist, but still quite attractive. Her face may be even a bit more prettier than her older sister, and she wears her hair short, very short, but still she has a nice head of hair on her.

"Momma," Janet started, "Does Sam still want a baby?"

I frowned, and I looked out the window at my husband. He hadn't said no more about it, but I've been able to read him. I sighed deeply answering "Yes, but I guess life tends to make things so we can't."

Becky blurted out "You two could adopt."

I chuckled, "We talked about that, but I really don't think he was wanting to adopt. Plus, with all the stuff you have to go through, I would be pushing forty before we got a child." I was already thirty-seven, anyway.

Both girls were fidgeting, as Janet stated, "Well, there is another possibility."

I was a bit puzzled, wondering where this was leading to, as I asked "What's that?"

Janet stuttered out some words, nothing that I comprehend, but Becky took over, saying loudly, "Janet and I could carry his child."

I was stunned, "What?" I didn't say it out of anger, it was more out of complete shock.

Janet repeated her younger sister, "He could get us pregnant. That way, he would have two children that could grow up together, as siblings."

I was in shock, did I hear them correctly? Becky went on to say "You could either treat them as your children, or as your grandchildren."

I was still at a loss for words, staring at both of them, open mouthed, it total shock, as Janet went on to add "It would work out great, as we're going to school, and we wouldn't have to worry about missing work."

My first words, and I had no idea why or how I came up with this question, as I asked "But who will pay for your pregnancy?"

"Your insurance, mom." stated Becky, "We're covered for everything until we're out of school."

Okay, they're right. "But the emotional aspect of it. Can you girls handle this?" I then added "Can I handle it? Knowing that my husband's children were birthed by my daughters."

Janet simply replied "We love you mom. That's why we're suggesting it."

"But what about Sam? How will he feel about you two in the future." I asked.

Becky reached over and took my hand, and said "Momma, Sam loves you, and you alone."

Yes, good point. I sighed, and leaned back in my chair. My daughters stood, came to me, and hugged me tightly, and Janet said "We love you, mom."

I replied, as I sniffled back a tear, "I love you two as well." I sighed, "Give me a day or two to think about it, okay?"

They broke away from me, and they smiled as they left my room. I sat there, for two hours, thinking of their proposal. Why would they even suggest it? That's obvious, they love me. I was thinking that they were wanting to keep me happy. And to keep me happy, they would make Sam happy. I grinned, yes, Sam would be very happy. What man wouldn't? Two young ladies, gorgeous examples of femininity. Most men would kill for the chance to knock them up. I guess the answer is simple, although at the time I was going to wait a few days to tell the girls. Of course, there was still the one point in the back of my mind, that being the relationship between my girls and Sam after this happens. I guess that was my major concern. Would it bother Sam that it was a one-time deal? Then again, would it bother me if I let him enjoy their flesh from that point on? Actually, the idea of it, watching my daughters experiencing the talents of such a fine lover, maybe it wouldn't be all that bad. I mean, eventually, they would find someone else, right?? And if not, we could all live as one big, happy family. Maybe they would even have another child each? Lets see, they�ve four more years of schooling. I've been with Doctor Baker since I finished my LPN seventeen years ago, just before I gave birth to Janet. I earned my RN when I was twenty-five, going back to school once Becky was born. I can retire early in ten. The kids would be nine. I could also cut back my hours to take care of the babies, as I was planning on that anyway, if I had some of my own by Sam. We had even talked about me not working at all, as Sam was now making more money than when we got married, almost a half more than what I make. So, we're not poor. And in four years, Janet will have a job, five for Becky. Is it all this easy?

No, because I have to mention it to Sam. I was wondering what his reaction would be? Disgust? Hardly. He's all man. But then, I would be a bit annoyed if he's overly excited about the offer as well. My mind was a wreck, as I kept going over it again and again. Just before dinner time, Sam came in, showered and we got ready to go out and eat. The girls went along with us. It was an interesting dinner, as was the conversation. There wasn't any. That was what was so interesting. My normally talkative and animated daughters were tongue tied. And looking at my husband, he was curious to know why.

But he didn't say a word, just the look he had on his darling face. I was smiling the whole meal, and on the way home as well, still wondering how to inform him of the girls idea. The evening we spent as usual, all in front of the television, in silence. Another anomaly. The girls usually won't be quiet for ten minutes. They hadn't said a thing since Sam came in from outside after working on the yard and in the barn. I really do think he's got farmer blood in him, as he spends a fair amount of time tinkering out in that old one-hundred year old barn. Anyway, eventually I said I was tired, and ready for bed. I stood and walked on up the stairs to our bedroom. I disrobed, and crawled under the sheets, just as Sam walked into the room. I smiled at him, and I noticed a nervous air about him. Yeah, he knows something�s up. I watch as he disrobed, his dark skin is a sight to behold, as I never can see it enough. God I love this man. And that big, fat cock of his, as I watch it grow as he comes to bed. We embrace, and soon we're kissing. Then he moves down to suckle at my breasts for a spell. I love it when he does this, his black lips wrapped about a stiff, pink nipple, while he buries a finger into my wet, hot cunt.

But he stops. I know why, as he raises up, and looks at me with an inquisitive stare. I ask "Why did you stop?"

"What is going on?" was his reply.

I blushed, as I pulled onto his arm, making him lay next to me. I roll onto him, and I kiss his neck, cheek, and finally his lips, while my hand tugs on his massive meat. I ask him in a soft voice "Sam? Do you want a baby?"

Nothing from him, for about ten seconds. I'm sure he's wondering why the heck I asked that. And it was obvious as he asked me "What are you up to, Jeanne?"

I giggle, tugging harder on his cock. "Oh, answer my question, and I'll tell you."

He sighed, shrugged his shoulders, and said "Well, yeah, I do. Or I did. But now, with you not being able to, It�s kind of a moot point." He turned his head to look into my eyes, trying to figure this one out, as he added "Isn't it?"

I smiled, and gave him a kiss, and then said "I can't, but it's not a moot point."

He frowned, "But we talked about this, I really don't want us to wait around to adopt...."

I stopped him by putting a finger to his lips, and I said "I didn't say anything about adoption."

He had that deeply confused look on his face. Most men get that when they talk something over with their wives. It's a woman's motto, "Keep'm guessin'".

"But you can't have any children."

I responded with "But you can still father them."

He had that look again. For about ten seconds, then it dawned on him, as he said "Oh." Followed with "But with who? I mean, what woman would you allow me to father our child with?"

I corrected him with one word, "Women!"

I about died from laughter, as he had that look once more. Then, the sudden realization of what I meant, "You mean? Janet and Becky?" I nodded my head once. He let out a low whistle, then he asked "But why? There must be a catch."

I asked "What do you mean by a catch?"

He had that confused look once again, as he said "Well, I don't know. I mean, the idea of having sex with your daughters so they can have my child." He shook his head, "Is that a good idea?"

I giggled, "Your cock thinks so." I jerked it hard, as I added, "It jumped a good three inches when you talked about it." I knew I embarrassed him, as I giggled some more, and gave him another kiss on the lips.

He defended himself, saying "Well, I'm a man. Us guys always get a bit aroused when we think about knocking up someone." A bit crude, but I'll accept it as a truthful answer. He then asked "When?"

I replied, "Next month. I need to get them off birth control first."

We kissed on it, and then I let him fuck me good. And boy did he. I'm sure the idea of taking my daughters to bed added fuel to his fire, as he did me until the wee hours of the morning. Good thing I've become use to his horse cock, or I would have not been able to walk the next day. In the morning, I was up first, as I went downstairs to make Sunday morning breakfast. But first, I had one thing to take care of. I hit the cabinet above the counter to the left of the sink. The one where we keep our medicine. Then, I made breakfast.

Soon the girls appeared, and Janet was the first one to hit the cabinet. She was rummaging through the shelves, trying to find something, when I asked, "What you hunting for, baby?"

She said "Our birth control pills."

With a straight face, I said "You won't be needing them."

She said "Yes I do, if I..." she froze, turned to look first at her sister, who had a shocked look on her face, then at me, as she said "Oh."

I�ve been getting that a lot lately. Becky cheerfully said "You agreed to it?"

I nodded my head yes, adding "And so did Sam." Both came and gave me a hug, as I added, "But, I don't want a big deal made of it. No use causing a scene."

Sam appeared, and the girls went over and hugged him as well. He was looking as if he had no idea what to do next. I smirked, and said "Go ahead, and hug and kiss them. I'm thinking from now on you'll be doing more than that."

As we had breakfast, we talked. I surpised all three when I announced that even after Sam succeeds in getting both girls pregnant, that he should be able to still have sex with the girls, as long as they're okay with it. I said it would be difficult during their remaining school years having the two of them living under the same roof as us, and he not able to have sex with the mothers of his children. I was surprised at their reaction. All three were in total shock, as Janet eventually asked "Mother, are you sure?"

I firmly said "Oh yeah, I'm sure."

As Sam sat there, totally dumfounded at the turn of his luck, us girls discussed the upcoming breeding. Both were on the same schedule as their periods go, as they were due to start in two weeks. I said that next months fertile time would be best, and we would set it up for him to start twelve days after their next period ends. Then, things got interesting. As we were talking, I asked my girls about their sexual experiences. Talk about an eye-opener!

I was shocked as Janet replied "Mom, guys our age all seem to just want to use us girls for their own pleasure."

Sam howled with laughter, and we looked at him, as he settled down, as he then said "Of course, they�re young. They don't know any better."

Both girls looked a bit perplexed, as Becky asked him "What do you mean?"

He shook his head, chuckling as he explained "I was the same way at that age. All I wanted was to put notches in my belt. Back then, I could have cared less about the feelings of the woman. Yeah, if she came, it was a bigger notch. But us guys were not all that knowledgeable on the workings of a females sex drive."

I smiled, saying "Well put. Why I remember my first time with a boy. It was over in seconds." I laughed, "I don't think the kid had much more then the head of his dick inside of me."

Both girls smirked, and Janet said "Been there and done that."

Sam spoke, asking "Tell me, have either one of you even bothered telling the guys what to do?" Blank looks from both of them, and he snickered, "I guess not, huh?"

"Well, why should we tell them how to do it?" protested Becky.

I laughed, saying "Because you want to enjoy it, ladies. These boys are boys. They don't have the experience of men. What makes the difference between a boy and a man is a woman that shows him how to please her."

Sam went on to say "Of course, some men don't learn, but most do. After all, when they find that they can make you happy in the sack, they�ll enjoy it more as well."

Both girls replied in unison "Really?" Sam and I nodded our heads yes.

My husband then went on to say "I had me a excellent teacher. That woman was fantastic in showing me how to treat her, not just in bed, but out on the town as well." He chuckled, adding "One of the best damn women I've ever had." A sudden guilty look came to his face, as he turned to me, and added "But nothing compared to you babe." as he reached over and patted my arm.

I smiled as I stated "Bullshit. However, I thank the lady from the bottom of my heart." Not to mention my pussy as well. But no use getting perverted in front of the girls. The two of us leaned towards each other, and we kissed.

Becky sighed, "Well, I wish I knew how to show the boys what to do. Heck, that Sammons boy's got a cock as big as Sam's, but he didn't know how to make me feel good."

As big as Sam's? I started to question her about it, but Janet cut me off, asking "Ricky Sammons? The geek? When did this happen and why? You never told me about him."

Interesting, some sibling rivalry perhaps? Becky blushed, as she said "Well, a few months back just as school let out, I asked Tommy Hilger who had the biggest cock in the class." She smiled at me, as she said "I wanted to try one as big as Sam's. Since you seem to enjoy his so much, I thought I would give it a go." She then went on about Ricky Sammons, saying "Tommy told me it had to be Ricky, by a long shot."

Janet blurted out "So you fucked him?"

I admonished my oldest child, "Janet, watch your language young lady. Just because you're allowed to bed the boys, doesn't mean you can talk like them."

She apologized, "Sorry momma."

Becky giggled, saying "Yeah, we did it. But like momma's first time, I was only able to get maybe four inches inside of me before he exploded." Then she had a sly smile, as she said "Talk about a lot there!" Rolling her eyes, she said "Wow!" Then she sighed, "But the boy just didn't know how to do anything."

Sam sarcastically chimed in "And you didn't do a darn thing to show him, now did you?"

She cringed, saying meekly, "No, I uh, guess I didn't."

I smiled, and shook my head in amusement. "Now you see Becky, this Ricky kid could become a man, if you helped him along."

She sighed, obviously flustered, as she said "But how do I show him?"

Janet snorted, saying "Bring him over and let momma show him."

I was about to discipline my oldest once again, when Sam laughed and said "Yeah, that would only be fair, since I'm the one knocking you two up." I glared at him. One of the few times in our marriage that I was a bit miffed with what he has said or done, and he had a pained look on his face when he saw mine.

But I was surprised when Becky asked "Can you, mom?"

Wow, I turned to look at the girl, and I asked "Can I what?"

She fumbled with her hands, as she said "Show Ricky what to do."

Now, this is a strange turn of events. My daughters each want to carry my husbands child, and one daughter wants me to show a prospective boyfriend how to make her feel good.

I was exasperated, as I protested, "But honey, I don't know what you like. Each of us women is different."

"That's for sure!" piped in Sam, causing me to give him a nasty look once again.

"Well then, why not Sam find out how Becky likes to have sex, and you two can train Ricky together." laughed Janet.

Interesting thought. I didn't say a word. "It doesn't really work that easily." Sam said.

I looked at him, and asked "Why not?"

He shrugged, "Well, I don't know, I mean, um." He was squirming. He deserves it.

I said "You know, if you're going to knock them up, you really should practice with them first. Get them acclimated to your size."

He saw that I was serious, as he raised an eyebrow, wondering what to say next. My girls were giggling, I do think they were enjoying the show. I stood up, and said "Well, I'm going shopping. It looks like you've got your work cut out for you today, my stud." I went and gave him a kiss, as I went towards the stairs, adding over my shoulder, "Oh, by the way girls. I want the house cleaned up and dinner ready by the time I get back." I stopped in my tracks, and turned around. "And, to make things more comfortable, there will be no clothes worn while in the house, starting after I leave, understand?"

They all nodded, and I went on upstairs. In a few minutes, I had dressed, grabbed my purse, and heading out to the garage to my car. I was all smiles as I went to Columbus, shopping for hours. I hadn't done this in years, taking a whole Sunday to do nothing but shop. I thoroughly enjoyed it! And of course, I was smiling the whole time, wondering how Sam was handling the girls. Many hours later, it was pushing six in the evening, as I pulled into the drive and parked my car in the garage. I opened my trunk and pulled out seven bags of stuff I had bought, and carried it into the house through the kitchen. I smiled, as Becky was standing there, cooking dinner, wearing nothing but an apron. her small round ass was bare, as she looked over her shoulder, and smiled. She looked tired, as I asked "How did it go?"

She giggled, "Just fine."

"Where's your sister and Sam?" A loud, ear piercing scream was then heard, and a bellow of a man, my man. Well, I think I know what they�re doing, but where?

Becky laughed, saying "Follow your ears."

I shake my head, saying "I think he found her g-spot."

She replied wistfully, "Yes, he's done that to us both a few times while you were gone."

I strolled through the living room, and was happy to see it was all picked up and that the vacuum had been run. Heck, it even looked like the windows had even been washed! I headed up the stairs, noticing not a sound could be heard at the moment. No one in Janet's room. Nor in Becky's or the spare. I guess that leaves door number four. I smiled as I took in the sight. My husband on his back, breathing heavily, his long, thick cock laying over his muscular right thigh, glistening from the wetness from my daughters cunt. And Janet, she was on her back as well, her large, round breasts pointing up, nipples stiff and quite pronounced. Her legs were spread, and knees bent, showing her partially shaved twat. And her pussy lips were a pale red, her hole gaping open and I could see globs of Sam's spunk oozing out from her hole. I came on in, leaned over Sam's body, and picked up his meat. He raised his head, and smiled, saying "Hi hon."

I tugged on it, feeling it was still a bit hard. I said to Janet, as I let go of his shaft and pulled my top off, "Your sister needs help in the kitchen."

She groaned as she rolled away from us to the edge of the bed, saying "Yes, momma."

I was naked before she was out the door, as I knelt on the bed with both knees, and gobbled down his cock. What surprised me most was the taste. I've tasted my own juices on Sam's prick, but never another woman's. It was sort of exciting, knowing that I was sucking my husbands meat, just after it was in my daughter. I then crawled up his body, and guided his cock to my pussy. I smiled, as I enjoyed every inch as it pushed into my willing hole. Once settled down onto it's length, as I felt his big, fat black balls on my ass, I asked "So, how did it go?"

He grinned, eyes closed, as he reached up and fondled my breasts, saying "Oh, I've found both to be just like their mother, yet, in some ways, quite different."

I was surprised, as I asked "Really? And what's different?"

He started talking, explaining the different things the girls liked. They both enjoyed having their pussy's ate. But what woman doesn't? Becky enjoys a few fingers in her hole while it's being performed, while Janet prefers one finger, vibrated constantly, and a finger pressing onto her anus. Janet loves her nipples to be nibbled, while Becky likes them to be pulled softly. And kissing, Becky soft and slow, while Janet will put a lip block on you that would take your breath away. Both girls love to be caressed, soft and slow, just like I. And kissed, here, there, everywhere, as long as it's slow kisses. As for penetration, Becky likes it in the missionary position, while Janet prefers to have it doggie style. Sam told me it wasn't because of being dominated, but because she could push back against her lover harder in that position. I had to agree with her on that one. Although I do enjoy what I was doing at the moment, astride my stud, rocking my hips and enjoying the feeling of being stuffed full of cock.

I came twice while riding him, as he related about their exploits in the bedroom. He did tell me he did both girls individually twice each, and that he was sure they had enjoyed themselves. I told him I heard him finishing up with Janet, so I knew she sure did. Janet came up to tell us dinner was ready, and we separated and cleaned ourselves up in the bathroom, before heading downstairs, naked and happy. Dinner was a relaxed affair, with the girls thanking me profusely. They admitted that the first time each was rough, neither one was able to get all of Sam inside the first go. But they did on the second round.

I finally brought up the subject of this Ricky Sammons to Becky, as I asked "So, what do you know about this Ricky Sammons?"

She fidgeted, looking at her sister, before saying "Well, he's no longer a virgin."

Janet smirked, and Sam laughed, as I said "I mean, what's he look like? What are his goals in life?"

"Besides sex, of course." laughed Sam, causing me to glare at him once more. He frowned, seeing I wasn�t in the mood for joking around at the moment. Why do guys do that, anyway?

I turned my attention back to Becky, saying "Talk to him at school tomorrow. Sit with him at lunch or whatever. Just ask questions about him."

"What if he doesn�t want to talk to me?" she said, with a pout.

Janet roared, "He'll talk. What boy wouldn't. Unless he's gay."

I shot her a look. She grinned back at me. "He'll talk. Trust me, you're a girl and you'll be giving him attention." I then paused, saying "Invite him over for next Saturday." She started to protest, but I added, "Now, Sam looks a little worn. He wasn�t even able to get one last load into me. So with that, I've decided that from now on, he can alternate nights with the two of you. Janet will start tomorrow. One hour each evening, then he's mine. understand?"

The girls nodded their heads in agreement. Sam just sat there, a big smile on his face. And he had every reason to smile, as he now had three pussy's to take care of. I just hoped it doesn�t kill him. The week went well. The girls got to experience Sam and his prick three times each that week. I sort of liked it, as he did them just before he normally comes to bed, whereupon he had his way with me for an hour. I can't explain it, but it was nice for a change. He usually lasted for two hours or more with me. But now I was getting more rest, as that teen pussy was tiring him out before he got to me. Not that I minded one bit. Sometimes even I could use a break. I was even starting to think that I could make this a long term arrangement.

Friday night dinner, Becky said she was bringing Ricky over. I asked her a bunch of questions about him, but she just smiled, saying that I would have to wait to meet him. She took her turn with Sam that night, as I wondered about this new boy. When I woke Saturday morning, she had already left the house, as the rest of us got up and moved about. None of us knew exactly when she would return, so we didn't think anything about it, as we worked around the house, with no clothes on. We didn't even hear the car come into the driveway, nor the opening of doors. I was sitting at the kitchen table, snapping beans with Janet. Sam was sitting on the couch, watching football. And in walks Becky, with a tall, skinny white kid. She was all smiles at first, as was he. But it was soon a look of shock for both, as they saw we were naked.

Becky states, "Oh, I forgot to tell you Ricky. We tend to be a bit casual around here." With that, she undid her blouse, and threw it on the table, as she then was soon kicking off her shoes, and unbuttoning her shorts. She smiled at shocked Ricky, saying "Come on, get those clothes off, and I'll introduce you to everyone."

I had no idea what to do. I mean, I was in shock. My daughter brings home a boyfriend, we're all naked, she's getting there, and she was telling him to get his clothes off. I cleared my throat, and said "Becky, maybe Ricky isn't comfortable with the idea of getting naked with others."

Ricky sort of half-smiled, and said as he started to pull off his shirt over his head, "That's okay Mrs. Boston. When in Rome...."

Well, that's interesting. He talks as if he has some intelligence. How did he get hooked up with my daughter? Oh yeah, she told me, she asked for the classmate with the biggest cock. and when he dropped his jeans and briefs, I about died. This skinny kid stood about six-six in height, barely weighed in at what? Maybe one-sixty? And his pecker, which was in a semi-hard state, hung down half-way to his knees. I was in awe, as I took in the sight of his dong. I croaked out, "So Ricky, are you a senior also? Becky hasn't said much about you."

I waved my hand to a chair, and he grabbed it and sat down, and I could tell by his eye movement that he was somewhat bewildered. "Uh, yes Mrs. Boston. I'm actually graduating in January."

I smiled, and keeping eye contact, I said "Really? And are you going on to college then?"

He nodded in the affirmative, as he stated, "I'm going to Ohio State, I�ve a scholarship and I'm going for pre-law."

Wow, my daughter may have snagged a lawyer. I quickly noticed that he was gaining confidence quickly. This is good, a lawyer needs that. "Your parents must be proud, to know that their son is going on to become a lawyer."

He suddenly got a pained look on his face, and he glanced at Becky, who had the same look. She said "Ricky lives in a children�s group home, mom. He doesn't have any family."

Damn, talk about a kick in the pants! I placed a hand over his, and said "Oh, I'm so sorry. I wish I would have known that beforehand," I shot my daughter a icy glare, as I added "Then I wouldn�t have embarrassed myself for saying something like that." Sam came into the room, and I motioned to him, saying "This is my husband, Mr. Boston."

I smiled as the young man stood, he kept his composure as he shook hands with the naked black man. "Pleased to meet you sir, Becky has said a lot about you."

My ears perked up with that comment, just what all has my daughter said? Obviously the recent decision of us going without clothes wasn't an item. Sam smiled, and gripped Ricky's hand, saying "Wish we could say the same, she's been sort of rather mysterious about you." They released each others hands, and Sam went on to say "The game's on, you like football?" Ricky nodded his head yes, and Sam added "Well come on into the living room and watch it with me while the women get dinner ready."

Yes, my Sam does a good job of taking charge when he needs to. They walked on into the living room, and Becky came to me, saying "Sorry mom."

I smiled, and gave her a kiss on her cheek, saying "No problem."

She sat next to me, and started snapping beans, as Janet rose and said "Guess I'll get the men some drinks." Becky frowned at that, and I chuckled. My oldest knows how to push her little sisters buttons.

Becky started to get up, but I put my hand on hers, signaling I wanted her to stay put. She did, and I asked "Did you tell him about our other arrangement?"

She rolled her eyes, and said "No mother, how could I?"

I smirked, "Well, we need to tell him, in case he has issues with it."

She grumbled, and then said "Well, I'm still going to need your help."

"For what?" I asked.

She sighed, "Although he did better yesterday, he needs some lessons." Another sigh, "Or else he�ll never be any good."

I giggled, "Don't you worry girl, let me take care of things." I had the beginning of a plan forming in my head. "Is he spending the night?"

"No, or at least I wasn�t planning on it."

I smiled, saying "Next weekend, plan on it."

She protested, "But I'll be on my period next weekend."

I grinned, "Yes, but I won't."

She smiled, and thought for a second, then said "Okay, I'll ask him to spend the weekend with us."

We soon had dinner ready, and we all were seated at the table, still in the raw. This actually has become quite comical, all of us eating our meals, lounging around the house, and whatever, totally naked. I do believe that I could get use to this. But dinner, I was in for a shock. The boy can eat! I guess I'm use to picky eaters in my two girls. But this boy, he was inhaling it like oxygen. The girls were watching intently, as I asked "You sure can eat a lot, Ricky."

Sam laughed "He's a growing boy, Jeanne. You just ain't use to being around a teenage boy that's eating."

I looked on in amazement, as I said "No, I guess not."

After dinner, I was smiling, as I said "Janet, why not you and I clean things up. I'm sure Becky would like to show Ricky her bedroom."

Janet giggled, Sam smirked, and poor Ricky...he looked like he was about to keel over from shock. But Becky grabbed his hand and pulled him out of his chair and on towards the stairs. Sam went on into the living room and took seat in front of the television, as Janet and I cleaned up the kitchen and dining room. Once done, we went into the living room to watch television with Sam, as she asked "Okay, now what?"

I smiled, "Well, I want to see if she can teach him how to please her."

"And if he's not learning?" she asked.

"I'll take him under my wing and whip that big fat cock of his into shape." I replied with a sly smile.

Sam just grinned, and shook his head in wonderment. Janet, Sam and I sat and watched a movie, and finally Becky and Ricky made their way downstairs. We heard the bedsprings bouncing for a while, so we knew they were having fun. I also heard my daughter's familiar cry of when she hits her orgasm once. I was thinking that maybe Becky is a better teacher than she gives herself credit for. We all smiled, as she escorted him to the dinning room, where his clothes were. Yes, what a sight. A semi-hard cock, which he was trying to hide from view as he walked. She was all smiles, as she walked with him, her puffy pussy lips red and I had no doubt that they felt rather sore.

I heard him dress, and they came back into the living room, where she said to him, "Wait here, I'll throw something on and I'll give you a ride home."

He looked a bit nervous, as he sat on the recliner next to the couch I was sitting in. I said to him "It was nice of you to visit. We sure did enjoy your company."

He smiled, "Thanks, I really did enjoy my visit."

"Well good, maybe next weekend we can make arrangements for you to spend the weekend here." I said, which caused him to smile broadly.

Becky was soon bounding back down the stairs, Fully clothed and smiling happily as she grabbed Ricky's arm, and said "Bye mom, I'll be back in a bit."

As they left, Janet, Sam and I laughed, and Janet stated the obvious, "Looks like the girl has found a way to teach the boy."

Sam grabbed me by the hips, and pulled me to him, saying "Yeah, and her mother was so much wanting to train him."

I sighed, he was right, I did. But I smiled, kissed him on the lips, as I felt his cock grow against my ass, and said "Yeah, but maybe I can offer an advance course."

The week flew by. And, on Thursday morning, Becky announced her period started. Next morning on Friday, Janet was flowing as well. I smiled, thinking that I'll have Sam to myself this weekend. Of course, we invited Ricky over for the weekend, and of course, he arrived with Becky right after school. Poor boy, a bit bummed when Becky announced to him at the dinner table that her pussy was off limits for the time being. Sam and I laughed, as Becky said that he was at least going to get a blowjob or two while he was here. And, in both my mind as well as my daughters, there was more in store for Ricky. For two days previous, we talked. Becky was indeed in love with Ricky. And, although she was having good success in showing him how to please her, she thought that maybe I could lend a hand. Actually, a cunt is what she had in mind.

After dinner, we all sat around and watched television. Janet was the first one to head off to bed, claiming that her cramps were bothering her. Sam then went off to our room, after giving me a kiss, and whispering into my ear, "Have fun."

Yeah, I told him what was to happen tonight. Of course, he couldn�t argue to much, as he's been fucking the brains out of my two daughters, now could he. So just Becky, Rick and I were sitting in the living room, they on the couch, and me in my recliner. We were watching a movie, when Becky said "Mom, come on over and sit with us."

I looked over, and she winked at me, as Rick had a stunned look on his face. I smiled, standing and walking over to them. She moved to the end of the couch, and she pulled Rick to her, allowing me some room next to Rick. I sat down with them, all three of us naked, and I picked up the end of the blanket they were sharing, and pulled it over my lap. Rick had grown use to our nudity, and every evening, we would sit around naked, but usually, since it was cool in the house, covered by a blanket. We went to watching the movie, and I didn�t do much, save look at my daughter with a glare every time she reached over and jerked on Rick's prized meat under the blanket.

When the movie was over, Becky turned and kissed her boyfriend, and said "Rick honey, momma and I need to talk to you about something."

He got a scared look on his face, and asked "About what?"

I smiled, "Don't worry, boy. You haven't done anything wrong. It's just that we need to explain some things to you."

My daughters hand reached under the blanket, and grabbed his stiff cock. I smiled, that thing hadn't gone down the whole evening. He sort of jumped when her fingers wrapped about the shat, as she said "You see, a few years ago, momma and Sam tried to have a baby. Momma got pregnant a few times, but each time, she lost it."

"The doctors found that I had a tumor, and I had to have my uterus and ovaries removed." I added. "Now, my daughters and I have always been close." I emphasized "Very Close."

Becky blurted out "So Janet and I volunteered to get impregnated by Sam, so he can have a child."

"Oh." he said, followed by his eyes getting real big, and saying "Ohhhhhh." He chuckled, and added "Neat."

Becky and I looked at each other, and we giggled, with me saying "Well, you took that well."

He shrugged, saying "Hey, they love you, and they want to make you and Sam happy."

"There's more." I said, as I reached my hand under the blanket, grabbing his hard cock, just above my daughters hand.

He jumped, realizing it was my hand, as he croaked out "More?"

"We've decided to live in an open environment. And I want you to be included." Becky said with a grin.

He smiled, knowing what she meant. A smile that turned a bit of a frown, as I said "Of course, there's a catch."

"A catch?" He asked.

I smiled, leaned into his body, and kissed his lips, pulled back, and said "Yes. Becky is your main concern. So you will take care of her needs, physical and mental, before you even think of taking care of mine or Janet's." He smiled again, and I went on to say "And Becky has said that your skills in the sack have been steadily improving. Tonight, I'll be checking out what you've learned."

With that, Becky gave him a kiss, and stood up, taking the blanket with her. Yes, he does have a nice cock. Almost as long as Sam's, and maybe just a bit bigger around. He groaned out "Oh god." as I lowered my face and sucked the head in between my lips. Yes, it's big. I darn near chocked on it, as it tickled the back of my throat. Good thing I'm use to Sam, or I would have thought that I would never had gotten my mouth open wide enough for his fat fuck stick.

His hands were on my shoulders, and with my free hand, I took one of his and brought it to my breast, letting him cup it. He started to squeeze too hard, and I stopped him, making him caress me softly, slowly. Oh yeah, much better. He pulled gently on my hard nipple, as I caressed his big balls. Balls that I was looking forward to drain. Repeatedly. It took all of five minutes for me to feel the throbbing of his cock, signaling his cum rising to drown my mouth. His body went stiff, as jets of cum washed into my hot mouth, and down the gullet, as I swallowed quickly.

Once he stopped shooting off, I waited for a minute, still swirling my tongue around his massive cock head, getting the last drop before I released it from my mouth. I looked at his smiling face. HE sure looked happy. I giggled, leaning back away from him, saying "Okay, my turn."

He looked at me, a confused look on his face, as he asked "Huh?"

I was about to tell him what to do, but there was Sam, who bellowed out with laughter, saying "She means for you to eat her cunt, boy." I giggled, and the poor kid froze with fright. Sam shook his head, as he pulled the towel off his waist, stepping over to my head and aiming his cock for my mouth, as he said "Go on son. You better get down there and make her one happy little girl, or there will be hell to pay."

I gleefully grabbed my hubby�s black cock, and pulled him into my mouth, as I felt Rick get his head between my thighs. To say he was awkward would be an understatement. I think he was intimidated my Sam, as he was fucking my mouth with his cock. But soon, Sam was telling him what to do, instructing him on the best ways to get me off with tongue and fingers. I can happily say, that the kid is a fast learner. In no time I was squirming, enjoying the feel of his tongue licking my slit, and soon I felt the explosion. Mind blowing orgasms are great, as I damn near blacked out. And by the time I regained my wits, I was sitting up on the couch, my ankles pinned back to my ears, and Rick's big, pink horse cock jammed up my tight cunt. And Sam? He was sitting next to me, chatting away with the boy, as he had one of his black fingers on my clit, rubbing it as Rick fucked away. God, was I in heaven. Sam later told me he was excited as hell watching me get nailed by the boy. And it showed, for once Rick emptied into me, Sam quickly took his place, shoving his log deep inside of me. Ten minutes of Sam drilling my box, and I don't know how many orgasms for me, my hubby grunted, as he emptied his wonderful black balls inside of me.

After that, the two of them took me upstairs to mine and Sam's bedroom, where I went to alternating sucking each of their cocks, before they started anew, fucking me senseless until the wee hours of the morning. I had never, ever, in all my years, had two men at once. By the time it was done, I was looking forward to a repeat performance. Something about it, two men, two hard cocks, two tongues, all for my convenience. God, I've become a slut! But I was loving it. And, I was sure my daughters would too. Time proved me correct on that, but there was more to come.

After talking to the state, Sam managed to get custody of Rick, and he moved in with us the following weekend. Becky was elated, and he hadn't been living with us for ten minutes before she had him her room, fucking her lights out. Yes, my daughter is in love. And Rick has shown significant improvement in the sack. At first, with me he was awkward, and moved too fast, or used too much power when a soft caress was needed, or not enough force when a good pussy pounding was in store. But with guidance from me, as well as tips from Sam, he could make love with the best of them. My daughters vocal response from behind her closed door singled that was true.

I had also been keeping track of my girls cycle. The following weekend after Rick moved in, I suspected both girls to be ovulating. And on Thursday, I could tell by their actions, that they were super horny, as they kept touching Sam and Rick when ever they had the chance. Of course, I told the boys no sex until Saturday, when the girls were ready for breeding by Sam. As for Rick, I promised him that he would have me all to himself Saturday and Sunday. He seemed fine with that, as I was too. I mean, here I am, old enough to be his mommy, and I was going to get him all to myself. Yes, I was looking forward to it.

But, plans changed.

I noticed it at first. No, nothing wrong with Rick. Or Sam. But it was my youngest. As the weekend got closer, she seemed to be hanging onto Rick more and more. Not letting him out of her sight, so to speak, always wanting him to touch her, to hold her. Yes, she was letting Sam do this as well, not protesting or anything, but, something was amiss. Friday night, as Becky did the dishes, I took Rick into the back room, and asked him politely "Has Becky said anything about getting pregnant tomorrow?"

He shrugged, and said "No, not really." I could tell he was telling the truth, two weeks of him living here, I've found he is very up front with everyone. But, he added with a grin "She did say she couldn't wait for me to put a baby in her as well." I smiled, gave him a kiss, and acted like nothing was out of the ordinary. That night, I had a talk with Sam.

Next day started cloudy and dreary. A good day to stay inside and breed like bunnies. And I cheerfully went to my daughters rooms, saying "Okay girls, lets get breakfast ready."

In no time, breakfast was served, eaten, and the meal cleaned up. I then had all of us in my large bedroom, me on a chair, in Rick's naked lap and a blanket over us, as Sam laid on the bed, his large black body between the two pale bodies of my daughters. My husband started on Janet first, devouring her sex with his mouth, getting her aroused and wet. She whimpered when he stopped licking and fingering her cunt, as he rose to his knees between her thighs, and eased his fat ebony shaft into her hole. Rick and I had ringside seats, as we watched his prick stretch her cunt wide, her pink pussy lips clung along his fat as he would pull out, then disappear as he went back in. The first copulation didn't take long, maybe five minutes, probably less, as all involved were at a heightened arousal, knowing what we were doing, planting a seed in her body. He roared as he flooded her womb with his black sperm, and she reached her peak as well, as she moaned out loudly, as he drained his large black balls.

He collapsed, and rolled off between them, leaving her legs spread out, as I saw globules of his cum leaking from her hole. She then sat up, and grabbed his meat, saying "Give me a moment sis, and he'll be ready in no time."

He twisted his upper body, to feast his lips on Becky�s tits, a hand in her crotch, and her hops started bucking softly, as he worked a finger into her hot hole. Janet was working on his cock, trying valiantly and successfully to keeping him hard with her wet and warm mouth, as he stopped sucking Becky�s heaving breasts, and went to her lips. They kissed, and them he started whispering something into her ear. Her eyes flew open at what he said. She turned her face to him, and I saw a tear in her eye. She nodded her head yes, and Sam chuckled.

With that, he spun around, causing Janet to squeal with laughter, as he got her onto her knees and entered her from behind. Janet mockingly protested, "What about Becky?"

Sam grunted out "Rick's going to put a baby in her." He looked over his shoulder at us, and the boy had a stunned look on his face, as Sam went on to say "Ain't you, Rick."

Poor boy, he stuttered out "Uh, sure." as I stood and allowed him to get to my daughter.

Oh yeah, what a sight, as he fell on top of her, his cock slipping effortlessly into her waiting hole, their hands rubbing over each others body, as she cried out "Oh god, baby, fuck me." She orgasmed. Hard. And she screamed out "Make me pregnant, Rick!" The boy went at it hard, and she was wanting it that way, as she was slamming her hips up to meet his thrusts.

I smiled, enjoying the view of his thrusting ass, his wide, long cock pounding my daughters fuck hole, as she was grunting, and giving her stud words of encouragement. And the excitement of knowing that he may be knocking her up must have been too much, for I watched his large balls start to receed in size, and soon the cheeks of his ass clenched, as he stiffened, groaning as he lowered his face to hers, whereupon they kissed. At that point, I was sure that if there's a waiting egg inside her womb, it just got bathed by a hell of a lot of cum.

Looking over at Sam and my oldest girl, they were laying on their sides, with him behind her, watching the other two. Sam had his prick up Janet's cunt, just barely moving it in and out, as she rocked her hips just as slow. I stood and went to Rick and Becky. She was whimpering softly, thrusting her hips, probably trying to squeeze every drop of life starting fluid from Rick's large member. I sat on the edge of the bed, leaned over and kissed Becky's forehead. She opened her eyes, and hoarsely said "Thank you, momma."

I heard Janet giggle, and looking over, Sam was smirking. I said "Don't thank me, thank everyone here."

She had a tear in her eye, as she said "Yes, I really do want to thank all of you." She looked Rick in the eye, and said "Especially you. You're a fast learner, and I'm sure you'll be keeping me happy forever and ever." She kissed him on the lips, and I watched as tongues were exchanged. She lifted her feet up, and put her heels into his bare ass. And then she broke the kiss, and added "And you'll be making mom and Janet happy a lot too, as well."

Rick grinned, as he thrusted his hips forwqard, making her gasp, and a smile came to her face. The boy was ready to go again. Youth is wonderful, isn't it? I returned to the couch, and sat down and leaned back, as by now Janet had climbed on top of Sam, taking his big black cock once more into her waiting, wet pussy. Yes, it was looking to be a good day. And it was, a very long day and very satisfying day, with me occasionaly helping the girls suck some life into the men when they went soft, and I was content to use my own fingers to satisfy my own urges. The girl�s bodies were receptive that day to the men's cum. For two weeks later, the home pregnancy tests turned up positive, and now I'm going to be a grandmother. Of course, since the girls are pregnant, and really had to slow down with the sex, they're a bit jealous as I take care of the boys, usually both at the same time. Something that I really have learned to enjoy. But I told them, once their babies are born, they can have both at the same time as well. Their smiles show that they're looking forward to it.

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