I was stunned by Mother’s announcement concerning her pregnancy, not so much because it was unlikely, but because I knew that it was entirely my fault. It would have been easy for me to make excuses. I could have claimed that it might have happened during one of the times that we had used protection, but it failed. Perhaps it had happened during one of her encounters with Derek. But, deep down in my soul, I knew that it was due to my recklessness a few weeks prior.
At that moment, my entire outlook on life seemed to change. I held Mother and told her not to worry about it, and that I would help take care of the both of them.
The following day, I stopped at several local shops and restaurants and put in my employment application. I took the first job that was offered and immediately started working after school several days a week. It didn’t pay very well, but it at least allowed me to support myself.
I also answered a classified ad in a local newspaper for weekend help at a lawn care company. The owner said that he could give me ten hours of work on both Saturday and Sunday when the weather cooperated. It paid more than twice what my other job did. Best of all the owner paid me in cash, which made it even better.
The following several weeks were pretty taxing. I was working more than thirty hours a week in addition to my school schedule. Mother was doing well. She had her pregnancy verified and had her initial meeting with her obstetrician.
I couldn’t help but notice that many nights there was a familiar buzzing sound emanating from Mother’s bedroom. One evening as I was getting ready for bed, there was a knock on my bedroom door. Mother was wearing her bathrobe, but it was open in the front, and she wasn’t wearing anything underneath.
“I need your help with something in the bedroom, Honey,” she pleaded.
I was up late that night, so school sucked the next day. From that point forward, I slept in Mother’s bedroom every night. She seemed like she was insatiable. I was told that it was related to her pregnancy and increased hormonal activity. Mother had me up late every night and I started to set my alarm clock early to take care of her needs before school. Between school, working two jobs, and satisfying Mother, there weren’t enough hours in the day. I was struggling to get an adequate amount of sleep.
Fortunately for me, I still had a backup option available. I talked with Derek, and he was still more than willing to help me out in my time of need. When I proposed to Mother that we bring back “movie night” on the upcoming Saturday and that I had invited a guest, she struggled to contain her enthusiasm.
While Mother and I had become very frugal since she had become pregnant, we did agree to rent a single movie and to spring for pizza that night. Since we never actually watched the second movie anyway, it would have been a waste of money, and it wouldn’t have had any positive effect on our evening.
After a long day of mowing yards, I arrived home from work on Saturday. I took a quick shower and changed out of my grass-stained clothes. Derek arrived shortly thereafter, and the two of us headed to town to pick up a movie and pizza. It was strange how much a little bit of control over the situation had changed how I felt about Derek’s involvement.
We talked quite a bit about what sort of fun we wanted to have with Mother later that night. It seemed like we were on the same page as far as what sort of experiences we were each seeking.
After returning home, we settled in on the couch. Derek and I had picked out a horror movie that looked to be teeming with nudity and sex scenes. The two of us, in particular, made short work of the pizza. Once the pizza was gone, it became obvious that our collective sexual appetites were next to be satiated.
Although there was little physical activity, other than some over-the-clothes fondling, the conversation was getting increasingly suggestive. Before we finished up the first half of movie night, Mother let Derek know that he could fuck her bare if he wanted to. We hadn’t told anyone that she was pregnant yet, and still hadn’t decided what we would divulge when we did.
We headed to our bedrooms to prepare for the main event of the evening. Mother had the master bathroom to herself, while Derek and I had the bathroom across the hall from my bedroom. While we cleaned up, we went over our plans and strategized about how to give Mother everything that she wanted and more.
We drifted back and forth from my bedroom to the bathroom. Shortly after settling into my bedroom, I heard Mother’s bedroom door open. I knew that she was heading to the living room to wait for us. Derek and I decided that there was no need to bother with cumbersome undergarments on this occasion and we headed out completely naked.
The fact that we were both excited to get things started was readily apparent. Mother couldn’t contain her smile as the two of us closed in on her from opposite sides. She was wearing a robe, but we relieved her of it in short order. She stroked our cocks simultaneously as our hands and mouths explored her body.
Derek and I rose to our feet and moved the coffee table away from the couch to clear an area on the floor. We directed Mother onto her hands and knees and Derek approached her from behind in a kneeling position. He slid his bare cock inside of her and started to thrust away. I kept a careful eye on him, gesturing to him to pace himself whenever he seemed to be on the verge of losing control.
After several minutes, I could see that he needed a break to arrest his momentum. Derek backed away and I quickly took his spot. This was part of our plan to see how many times we could make Mother cum without burning ourselves out.
We switched back and forth several times until Derek relented and was the first of us to cum. He withdrew and I quickly took his place. I hesitated for just a moment, realizing that I was about to coat my cock in Derek’s cum, before plunging it inside Mother once again.
I called out to Mom that she needed to clean Derek up before his next turn, which she enthusiastically did. That would quickly become the routine every subsequent time that we tagged in and out.
Derek didn’t seem like he was quite ready to go again, but I needed a quick break. He filled in for me briefly while I prepared for another prolonged run. When I took back over, I was on a mission. Unfortunately, my enthusiasm got the best of me and I found myself furiously driving myself to climax.
Fortunately, Derek was ready to take over again. My cum was already dripping out of Mother’s pussy when Derek arrived and smeared it on his cock before resuming action. With Derek and I kneeling at opposite ends of Mother, we started to tease her about how lucky she was that we gave her this much special attention.
Shortly thereafter, Derek was able to give Mother her first orgasm of the night. We didn’t give her any respite as Derek and I continued to switch places. Having already relieved ourselves of that first, overly-excited climax, Derek and I were much more in control of ourselves. It was obvious, however, that we had Mother right where we wanted her.
After switching a few more times, Derek was at the helm, when Mother came once again. At that point, it was my mission to be the one to provide her third orgasm. One more set of exchanges occurred before I set out on my mission. I pushed myself further than I should have but managed to give her a third orgasm at the expense of my second.
Derek continued for a few minutes, giving me time to recover, before we decided to move on to the second stage of our plan. We remembered all too well how much Mother had enjoyed being double penetrated on our first encounter. We planned to recreate that moment in a slightly different position.
Derek backed away and took a seat on the floor. He indicated to Mother what his intention was. In response, she heavily lubricated his cock, although he declined to wear a condom once again.
She turned her back to Derek and squatted down, letting out a groan as his cock penetrated her ass. She bounced up and down on it for a while until it was clear that she had adjusted to the strain. I instructed Mother to lean back slightly as I approached her.