What Comes With The Territory Ch. 02-05

"OH ... honey, don't sweat it ... just hold my hand, please, while your brother fucks me. Anastassia, hold my other hand, please. You're his women ... show me your blessing by holding my hands while your man ravishes me," Mom urged us before first Amy and then Anastassia kissed her passionately on the mouth.

"Time for a kiss from me, too," I told Mom as I leaned over and slipped her a lot of tongue.

"Have your way with me, baby ... just take me ... like you'd take them, please!" Mom begged me now, so I flipped her over onto her belly to enter her doggy-style.

Amy, on her own, began feeding Mom some more pizza by hand while Anastassia gave her more wine to drink now. They pampered Mom so well while I ravaged her, backing off now and then to let her chew and swallow safely. They then smeared marinara sauce all over her flesh and started licking it off her skin while I humped her with abandon.

Then my sister and FWB spread Mom's cheeks to pour garlic sauce onto her crack and lick her clean. Mom's already slick pussy got even wetter and warmer as she stroked my cock in all of the right ways and creamed herself on my dick. She moaned very loudly and spoke a few choice words in Yiddish, too, much to my shock. That was more Yiddish than I had ever heard her speak before. I lost it completely and on the next stroke, shot my load out into her waiting, rather drenched snatch. I kissed each buttock and pulled Mom up for a steamy French kiss before sitting down to eat my pizza and drink my Samuel Adams at last.

"Oh ... honey, you can do that to me again whenever you like! So can you two cuties, trust me on that. Michael will just have to understand. Mama needs that sonny D," Mom punned, knowing full well that she didn't mean the orange-flavored beverage.

"Well, that was the point of the bucket list hall pass, right? He wants his short-lived marriage to be with a happier cancer patient, not a miserable one. Smart man. He doesn't want you to die, but knowing that you must, he wants to see you leave with a smile on your face that reaches your eyes. Now, I must warn you that I'm gonna fuck the holy hell out of my brother here tonight before we're done in this room. You other two got to screw him more recently. My last sex with him was earlier this morning ... in the vanity. That was fun, but far too short. I want my fair share of Victor," Amy demanded now.

"Baby girl, I wouldn't have it any other way," I tucked her under the chin before kissing my way down her face ... forehead, eyelids, nose, cheeks, and soft, wet lips.

From the way that Amy sat on my lap and insisted on feeding me by hand after that, I'd wager that she liked that kissing approach. From the way that Anastassia licked Amy's pussy as she sat on my lap, she had a pretty swell oral policy herself. Mom showed her own joy by playing footsie with me now even as we all ate (Anastassia simply alternated between slices of pizza and Amy's delicious twat).

As for the next move, well, let's just say that Amy's clever move to sit on my lap was with one position. I won't spoil it. I'll just let you guess.

Chapter 4

"Fuck, yes, bro ... GOD YES!" Amy screamed as she rode my pole, her favorite cock in the world, just as hers was my favorite pussy of all.

"You love to fuck me seated like this, don't ya, babe?" I teased my sweet sister as I impaled her with my stiff, thick rod.

"Oh ... Goddamn it ... fuck it ... hell, yes!" Amy's snatch grew slicker and juicier with each stroke of her bouncing up and down on me.

I grabbed my sister's buns and she really went crazy with her lust, her repeated kisses to my face and neck exhibiting her affection and passion as well. We had been lovers for quite a while, in fact, and once we became intimate, we never stopped it or even slowed down. I adored my Anastassia, and I certainly loved Mom, but Amy ... Amy was my soulmate, the greatest love of my life. I could never give her up for nothing or nobody. We might have different fathers, but we shared one soul, which was how she saw it, too.

Amy moaned very loudly as she felt my balls churning, ready to spill my seed deep inside her very soon. She kissed me harder than ever, her tongue tangling with mine while my fingers toyed with her delectable bottom. I knew what she wanted and vice versa. It was high time. Amy wanted to conceive my child ... our child. I wasn't sure if Anastassia would get pregnant to me or to Oswald, but I knew that Amy would only let me breed her. That was something ironclad with her. I didn't begrudge either woman her preferences, and frankly, it was a signal honor for me, was it not?

"Do it ... bro ... knock ... me ... up!" Amy begged me while I pulled my fingers out of her butt and Anastassia started rimming her in earnest.

I couldn't take any more, so I spurted out rope after rope of my hot jizz into Amy's wet and ready gash. I kissed her several times, too, even as she creamed herself at least thrice from my cock spilling my load into her slick and juicy cunt. Amy finally slid off my lap and shared the joys of fellatio with Anastassia. When Mom joined them on her knees, I found it very difficult to go soft anytime soon.

"He's ... really gonna breed you, then?" Mom inquired out of sheer curiosity as I finally rose to hit the john due to my full bladder.

"Yes, and I'm fertile now. I don't know if I'll ever fool around with other men or not, but no other man will ever be allowed to impregnate me. I've already decided that much. He's not just my big brother. He's like my other Dad, you know. He's been there for me ... for so many years. No offense, Mom, but I love and trust Victor more than anyone else on Earth. That's just how it is.

"I won't claim to be faithful or monogamous ... just that I do his bidding and that he owns me, lock, stock, and barrel. And Victor always comes first for me ... and with me. That's just how it has to be," Amy assured Mom with a kiss.

"So, lover ... I love how Amy is with you. Just because I love two men the way that I do ... it doesn't mean that I think any less of Amy for loving you that fiercely, that single-mindedly. She trusts you, adores you, worships you ... regards you as her other father, as she said. You helped your mother and stepfather raise her, after all. She's ... deeply submissive to you, too. I respect that. She might get sassy at times ... playfully, that is, but that girl would walk on fire or hot coals for you, or crawl over broken glass, for that matter.

"Thank you ... thank you for being you. For being that kind of man, who could win that kind of passionate surrender from your own sister that way. For being the kind of man who would never ask or demand it of her, but will treasure it nonetheless. Thank you for loving me too much to ask me to be like her in every respect. You love both of us as we are, not as you would make us. Thank you for accepting my decision to marry Oswald instead of you. It's nothing against you. It's ... how it must be.

"If it's any consolation, you're my backdoor man, aren't you, babe, and there will be plenty of that kind of action. You know ... sodomy. Butt sex. Anal. Buggery. And as Led Zeppelin would urge me, I will shake it for you ... whenever you wish. Not ruling out anything else, of course. Just saying that this is clearly your favorite part of me, and that is something that pleases me a lot. Especially with the potential for ... double penetrations, among other things. I'm eager to try both kinds of threesome with you. The regular kind and the ... devil's kind.

"Just know that if you want to fuck me ... either hole ... just bend me over and take it. Take what you want. It's apparent that as his hotwife, Oswald would want me to do that for you. Give up the booty on demand, that is. He'll get the same, too, though. I won't cheat either of my men. Period. I'll do his ... hotwifery. Gladly. But I won't deny him sexual favors ... of any kind. I'm just not built or made that way, you know. I love to fuck. I live to fuck. I have that hot Latin blood coursing through my veins, demanding that I hump the men that I love into next year.

"To that end, if it's not too ... presumptuous, I'd love to move in with you ... and have him do so, too. That way, well, you could fully avail yourself of my body without depriving him, too. We could help you deal with Mom's terminal disease, too. I love you too much not to comfort and console you for that, too. I'll also ... comfort Amy that way ... and Mom, too. I don't think that anyone will mind my seducing both ladies, will they? I already enjoyed them today, did not?

"So, how about it, man of the house? Two new live-in helpers, at least one of them your slut for life as well as her hubby's hotwife? What do you say? I'm yours for the asking, just like Amy, but though unlike her, I'm also his in the same way. Hey, you never know. He could be bi, too. I hope that he is at least open to it. After all, as it would make the wedding night threesome that much better. Who knows, maybe it will be a wedding night foursome instead," Anastassia told me as she wrapped her arms around my waist and wiped my cock for me.

"Oh, baby ... yes ... we just gotta get Mom on board with this ... and Amy, of course. And Michael, it would seem. I think that Amy in particular would go for it. The only question marks are Mom ... and Michael. It would be awesome ... to have you both live with us. Not only to get to fuck you ... and see you fuck Amy ... and possibly Mom ... but also to see how you and Oswald are together. I've never seen a hotwife couple up close. It will be fascinating, I think.

"The best part, though, is the idea of getting your help with Mom for whatever she needs ... and your moral support in case of any ... conflict with Michael. I don't know if there will be any, but he's a clergyman. We might not know the limits of his openness. Your backup will be greatly appreciated, my love," I told Anastassia as we washed our hands in the vanity and then made out hungrily.

Yes, a sister to love, a hotwife to pleasure, and a loving mother who sounded loathe to give up my dick now that she had sampled it ... mostly a great life for me! The only downside was that Mom was dying ... I could handle any bad blood that might happen with either Michael or even Oswald if it should come to that. Losing Mom would be the worst part ... and I had no choice about that at all. I could only make the most of what was in my power, right?

And if loving Mom meant the pain of losing her when the time came, well, as she told me earlier, I would just take what came with the territory. Because that was what one did when one loved. Mom got that one right, whatever else she did.

Chapter 5

"Is that all? You want to move your girlfriend ... and her boyfriend, in with us ... well, you know that I adore Anastassia, and as long as Oswald here doesn't get in the way, why not? I could use the extra company, even after Michael moves in.

"Granted, this probably throws discretion out the window, but given that he gave me a 'bucket list hall pass,' to use his own words, he really shouldn't complain too much. Particularly since he bedded another man's wife for months, while also being her spiritual mentor (not that I mind)," Mom was all smiles as she sat across from all of us, including Oswald in lieu of the intended date with Anastassia...

"Well, Mom, he's marrying you, a woman with two grown-ass kids who are now incestuously intimate. He should definitely accept what comes with the territory. That's his own philosophy, isn't it, and yours, 'to simply accept what comes with the territory?' And he really deserves to know that he's sharing you with us, I think. This is for the best," I observed as we sat in the living room together.

"Very true!" Amy chimed in now, snuggling up gladly with me on the loveseat, "I think that Michael will be very happy, living here instead of alone now. He'll just have to get used to things like me bending over for my brother in the vanity and letting him fuck my ass! 'Cause I'm gonna do things like that frequently, fair warning on that point. Fuck discretion, Mom! It's better to just be honest and upfront, right?"

"And he'll have to get used to things like me bending over both of my men and letting them fuck either hole! Not to mention the likely ton of lesbian sex gonna happen in this household and you know it! I mean, come on, Mom ... you know that you want to eat me out and you also want to eat Amy out! Amy and I want to eat each other out, too, I believe," Anastassia declared while caressing her fiance's very stiff rod.

"Yes, and you girls want to eat me out as well ... that much is clear, honey! Yes, I imagine that there will be a lot of lezzie fun happening now! And yes, I'll bend over gladly for my son! That's just ... gonna happen. Period. If Michael wants to fuck me, he gets to fuck me whenever he likes, but the same is now true of Victor. If my son wants to fuck his own mother, I'll be proud to let him hump me half to death! I'll be dead in two months' time, anyway.

"What's the exact deal with you and Oswald here, though? Have you fully ... determined the nature of your relationship? Apparently, he's cool with you fucking my son, my daughter, and me. What does he want in return? More importantly, what does he get in return? Is this a full-on cuckold deal? I mean, things like chastity, humiliation, femdom, etc.? Or more of a softer, stag/vixen kind of deal," Mom confronted Anastassia and Oswald just to know what to expect from her newest roomies/tenants.

"Well, that's something that we need to sort out, isn't it? Maybe split the difference a little. I mean, I just barely opened up about the cheating and my love for two different men. I've never done more than light and playful bondage, half the time with ME tied up, not the other person. Victor can tell you about that, I should say. Maybe we can work out those details over time, give us both ... time to ... let this hotwife stuff play out, okay? I'm still getting used to the idea of that, okay, papi?

"Maybe we can start out ... by agreeing that there's to be no chastity crap ... nothing quite that extreme. I'd like you to be open to sex with everyone in this household here, though, as I am. I think that we're both bi. We just need to keep open minds about that ... sort of deal. What do you think, honey?" Anastassia bit her bottom lip as she tried to figure out what this would mean for her and him, for their future as man and wife.

"Yeah, start with the basics and the KISS method ... keep it simple stupid. I'm not up for chastity, either. I don't want to be some kind of naked, caged pet or anything that bizarre. I just ... I just want Anastassia free to do her thing, you know. She's a fucking Queen, a Goddess, to me. My Latin princess. She's fucking gorgeous and I count myself very lucky to have her in my life. How about this? I want her free to fuck around and she pleases ... and I want her to have final say, veto, or control over any strange that I get.

"Otherwise, we can be ... mostly, a normal marriage, maybe a little heavier on the 'yes, dear,' and with a little playful teasing and kink thrown in for good measure. Oh, and of course, the strong possibility that she could get knocked up by another man ... with my blessing and my willingness to raise said spawn as mine," Oswald stipulated.

"Yes, that's an excellent start. Anything else comes to mind?" Anastassia asked him, adding, "I'm gonna bend over for him a lot ... but I really hope that you know that I'll bend over for you a lot, too. Feel free to fuck me whenever you like. I won't deny you what I offer him and vice versa. As far as I'm concerned, both of you guys have rights to my holes and I'll bend over gladly for both of you. Period.

"I do want the same right, though, to demand sex from you no matter what. No headaches, no periods, no excuses. Don't let a little blood stop you from fucking me rough and raw, either. I'm actually very horny on the rag. You don't want to leave all up to Victor to take care of that, do you?"

"So ... you want even more sex than we've had in the past? I could go for that," Oswald blushed, "but bear in mind that one of the things that will make me want to fuck you more is when you've just been fucked by another man. Sloppy seconds. I really dig them."

"So ... to help make sure that I got fucked enough on the rag, I need to have Victor fuck me first ... and then let you pound me afterward. You'd get his sloppy seconds and Amy or Vicky or both would get mine!" Anastassia gave him a playful, impish wink right then.

"Sign me up!" I chuckled now.

"Me, too, fuck yeah!" Amy exclaimed while groping me on the loveseat.

"And me," Mom declared for her part.

"I also ... want to watch ... and to do double penetrations ... and devil's threesomes in general. As well as maybe the other kind of threesomes, too. And I want to ... lick creampies out of your holes, baby. Both of your holes, in fact. But I know that I'm asking a lot out of you ... just think of how great it would be," Oswald really made it clear what a voyeur he was.

"That's all ... rather ... fun ... from the sound of it. But I really do want you to fuck Amy and/or Vicky now and then. Fair's fair. You want me to screw around for your pleasure, your voyeuristic kicks? You should help Victor, Amy, and me satisfy Vicky ... she has needs. Such as crossing items off her bucket list. In case you missed it, she's dying, papi.

"And you should help Victor gratify Amy, too. And again, maybe bend over for Victor now and then yourself, babe. I think that you'd like it ... bottoming for him, wouldn't you?" Anastassia encouraged her fiance now.

"Ja, you caught me on that. I wouldn't mind sucking his dick, either. But mostly, though ... I want to eat your pussy ... and ass ... and fuck you through his creampie ... and eat said creampie ... and get pegged by you now and then. And maybe fuck Amy or Vicky, too, after he's had them. That kind of thing. That's a big draw for me. And, of course ... the threesomes ... spit-roasting, trains, that kind of thing. And watch you get it on with girls, too," Oswald admitted several of his kinks.

"Well, honey, I think that we could use a good man like you around," Mom snickered.

"That we could!" Amy's eyes danced with lust.

"Amen to that!" I chuckled.

"So ... we're all set to move in, then?" Anastassia asked hopefully.

"Welcome to the family, honey. I think that you're gonna love it here ... and we're gonna really love having you around. Didn't I tell you to call me Mom? That goes for you, too, Oswald. I'm Mom to you, too. Welcome to your new home," Mom told them as she stripped to her skin and the rest of us followed suit.

I had a funny feeling that an orgy was very much about to commence. It was probably on Mom's bucket list ... and thus her hall pass, after all. And why the hell not? Who wants to die without having at least one orgy, right?