My Life: Part 03: Expanding Our Family
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Introduction:
This is part 3 of a multi-part series. Each part varies in length, theme, and level of eroticism.
While each part can be consumed individually, I would suggest reading them in order as the characters are introduced.
But Katie was insistent and started taking matters into her own hands. She openly posted flirty messages on my female friends’ Instagram posts. She encouraged me to reach out to old girlfriends. She would have me write replies to them as we lay in bed after making love at night. She would guide me on what to say. But she somehow had a knack for words that I apparently lacked.
Reagan — the girl who I had a steamy email affair with after my first wife’s passing — suddenly wanted to visit. Kristina, a stunning red-headed prior work colleague planned a week long beach vacation. Holly, a platinum blonde single mom of one of my daughter’s old friends decided to make a weekend visit. Amy, a tiny pink haired makeup model I had dated nearly 20 years ago — when she was just 18 — also wanted to come over.
Katie was seductive. She invited herself into the conversation and suddenly emails moved to group messaging. She was very open and told the girls about each other. Nobody even seemed hesitant. Had I been trying to do this without her guidance I am pretty sure most — if not all — of them would have said “No”. Katie was adamant about being open about it. “There will be time for secrets in our sex life, but not with these girls!” she chided me.
Reagan was the first one to visit. She brought her two daughters with her, but told us she wouldn’t be able to stay long as the custody battle for her daughters was just beginning. She didn’t think she would have any issues with winning custody as her soon to be ex-husband was an alcoholic who often became verbally abusive.
Her daughters were just a bit younger than my own and so they quickly hit it off and soon disappeared in a cloud of girlish shrieks, laughter, and chattering.
This gave us adults some time to ourselves. Reagan and I went to our bedroom as Katie fixed some lunch for the girls.
We just hugged and held each other for what seemed like five minutes straight. It had been too long since we had seen each other and too long since Reagan had felt loved. We kissed as she purposefully began undressing me. She shoved me back on the bed as she tugged off my shorts. She began sucking on my cock vigorously. While Katie gave world-class blowjobs, and her mom was skilled at oral too, Reagan’s skills were mind-blowing. She always had gave incredible head and she obviously had not forgotten any of her skills.
She undid her bra and let loose her amazing 38DDs. I noticed she was still wearing the diamond river pendant that I had bought her nearly 20 years ago. It hung perfectly above her cleavage. Reagan was the one who introduced me to big boobs and made me realize I was definitely a boob man.
She was half-Filipino and half Irish, with dark shoulder length hair. Her body was curvaceous.
She placed my dick between her boobs and squeezed them around it. She moved back and forth, letting me titty fuck her. The feel of it was heavenly. I could feel myself already nearing the edge. Katie had quietly came into our bedroom but did not interrupt. She just stood there, leaned against the wall, with a big smile on her face as she watched Reagan do her magic. Reagan grasped my cock again and stroked it. I heard the sounds of wetness from below and realized it was the sound of Reagan fingering her own wet pussy through her panties with her other hand. I looked over at Katie and she just mouthed the words “I love you”. Reagan suddenly inhaled hard as she shook from an apparent orgasm. This brought me over the edge and I exploded with force. Reagan, normally a swallower, couldn’t breathe and pulled the cock from her mouth. Cum spilled from her lips as she grasped me with both hands and pumped several large squirts from my swollen member. The cum splattered forth onto her tits as she smiled. She breathlessly gasped. “I missed this”.
Somewhere in the past few seconds, Katie had slipped out of her clothes. I am not sure when as my vision had tunneled in on Reagan’s immense pleasure giving. She sat next to me on the bed and kissed me. She then took Reagan’s hand and pulled her up onto the bed with us. She kissed Reagan gently on the lips at first but then more passionately. I just watched.
Katie kissed down Reagan’s neck and then licked my cum from her breasts and pulled her left nipple into her mouth. Reagan pulled Katie tight against her and threw her head back in pleasure. After a few moments, Reagan pushed Katie back against the pillows and began to kiss down her body. My cock was now twitching again. This was truly a fantasy come true. Reagan spent lots of time sucking Katie’s nipples and kissing her large firm boobs. She then kissed down over Katie’s growing pregnant belly. Even pregnant, Katie’s body was perfection, with not a flaw in sight. Katie knowingly spread her legs wider as Reagan made her way down. She let out a squeal as felt Reagan’s tounge enter her tight pussy.
My hardon was raging now. I couldn’t take anymore spectating. I looked at Reagan’s round ass which was perched on the side of the bed. I climbed off the bed, and pulled her absolutely soaking wet panties down. She shivered as the cool room air hit her wetness. I lined my hard dick up with her tight pussy, and I slowly began pushing into her. I heard a muffled moan escape from her mouth that was busy pleasing my wife’s beautiful pussy.
I continued to fuck Reagan from behind. Slowly picking up pace and force. Her ass jiggled as I plowed into her. The more assertively I thrust, the deeper it drove Reagan’s probing tongue into Katie’s pussy. Both girls were moaning loudly. At this point, I was glad our daughters had retreated to the family room on the other side of the house, because it was getting noisy. Both girls were extremely wet and the sounds of moans, grunts, and gasps were joined with the constant sounds of wet pussies being pleasured. Katie held Reagan’s head tightly as she began to orgasm. This caused Reagan to orgasm herself, my dick drenched in her wetness. I held Reagan’s hips firmly as I felt my balls tightening. Cum launched from my dick like a speeding city bus. I pumped Reagan full as I grunted loudly from the intense feeling.
We collapsed on the bed. A tangled pile of cum-covered, sweaty bodies. Reagan pulled me to her and kissed me. I could taste Katie’s delicate scent on her lips. Reagan whispered “I love you so much!”. She suddenly realized what she had said, she stammered to Katie “Oh my God, I know I shouldn’t have said that”. Katie just smiled and said “Why not? We love you. I may be his legal wife and have the ring, but I want you to be ours. I want you to move here when your silly divorce is over. I never want my man to be alone if something happens to me. He has been through that once in his life, never again.”
I just listened in shock. I had no idea this was what she had planned. This was why she was so insistent.
“I thought it was just because you got turned on by me being with other women?”, I said.
“Well there is that, but there will always be other –”
She was interrupted by Reagan, blurting out the word “Yes”.
We looked at her, “I mean yes, I want this. I was stupid enough to let you go once. I won’t do it again!”.
We held each other for a while longer. We cautiously filled her in about the arrangement with Rachel. But Reagan seem not bothered by it.
That evening the intense love making continued. We continued to talk about her post-divorce future. She asked if the other girls we had been messaging were going to be “wives” like her. Katie responded “Well only you will be lucky enough live with us, but yes hopefully they will commit themselves to our man”.
We continued to have mind-blowing sex every day for that week. We went out to dinner at local restaurants and didn’t hide our newly expanding family. Reagan got to meet Rachel at one of the dinners. She admired her sitting at the end of the table and whispered, “I understand why you keep fucking her, naughty boy.”
But still the same, Reagan’s initial visit was only about a week. She regretfully headed home with the girls to fight her custody battle.
As the months slowly passed, the other girls visited and we enjoyed their company.
Kristina, a stunning tall red head with a slim athletic physique but large pendulous breasts was a living example of dichotomy. Not just from her figure. But she always dressed with class — much like Rachel — but drove a brutish blacked-out Dodge Challenger. She acted prim and proper but would suddenly break out in cuss words. Her sense of fashion meshed well with Rachel the first time they met. I watched over the week as those two grew closer and closer. One day when I was headed over for my time with Rachel, Katie said “Are you going to see mom? Take Kristina”. I looked bit confused. “Mom wants her to be there.” So Kristina went with me not knowing how her life would change. On the way, I told an astounded Kristina, that yes I also had sex with my wife’s mom. I told her how we had fallen in love before she had introduced me to Katie. By the time we arrived at Rachel’s house Kristina was on edge. Her nipples were visible through her dress. Rachel noticed them immediately and smiled. After lunch, I laid Rachel out on couch and watched as Kristina introduced her to her first girl-on-girl sex. Rachel just held my hand lovingly as I watched Kristina grind her own pussy against Rachel’s. Rachel’s eyes rolled back as they nearly simultaneously orgasmed. I joined in on the fun and satisfied my needs in Rachel. Kristina was also apparently satisfied as she had barely returned to her home in Arizona when she let us know that she would be coming back to California and moving in to Rachel’s house. She would be taking over Katie’s old bedroom. I was now sharing my loving Rachel with Kristina for good.
Holly and Amy’s visits were back to back but that wasn’t a problem.
Holly was a widower. Her husband had suffered from PTSD and committed suicide. She hadn’t remarried after that. We simply knew each other because her daughter was one of my daughter’s best friends. She had reached out after my first wife’s passing, but it had been too soon for me to respond. Holly was petite and playful. She seemed obsessed with Katie being so young. Katie seemed to enjoy this and was a bit sad to see her head home after such a short visit.
Amy and her daughter visited right after Holly left. Her daughter was in her early teens so kind of acted like a big sister to our own daughter. Amy was also a very petite woman. Her marriage had fallen apart over time. We had kept in touch over the years and Katie had used that to seduce her into joining us. She was much more reserved than the other girls but was just as loving. She was more of a romantic. I came in one night to find her and Katie together in the bathtub with candles going. They were just sitting there, playing with each other’s hair, and talking quietly. I didn’t disturb them and waited until they climbed sleepily into bed later that night. We made love that night but it was slow and gentle. Much like how Katie and I enjoyed it when we were alone.
Amy went home but returned two months later and she moved into a garden level condo a few blocks away.
In between Amy’s departure and return, Reagan was able to gain an order for full custody of her daughters and moved in. It was helpful having her there as Katie was getting further along and her slim frame was weighed down by her growing belly. Her breasts were starting to swell too.
Reagan helped out around the house often watching our combined family while Katie and I spent time together. Sex with Katie was a little more difficult — some positions we loved before were awkward or uncomfortable. But her sex drive was higher than it ever was.
Reagan did her best to help out with that. Amy also joined after she returned. Kristina would occasionally come over to give attention to Katie but it seemed her and Rachel’s relationship was steamy, so these visits weren’t as frequent.
I was worried if I might not be doing enough to keep Katie happy, or if the other women were interfering with our relationship.
She kissed me “Don’t be a silly boy, you just married a girl with apparently a huge natural appetite for love. You know that I get so turned on with you being with other girls. I love it. I love Reagan living with us now. But it’s not always enough, Reagan agrees. But let’s not just look for ‘wives’ for us, let’s look for girls for just you to have fun with. Because I have some fantasies…”
I was confused at this point, because if it was just me having fun, how would that be fulfilling her fantasies.
I held her, and we had a gentle love making session. As we lay there afterwards “Don’t worry, naughty boy, I am with you forever. I love you.” She kissed me and we drifted off to sleep.
The next few months were hectic. Katie gave birth to a beautiful healthy baby girl. Reagan, Katie, and our daughters all took care of the new arrival. Katie spent a bit of time obsessing with getting rid of stretch marks. She worried that I didn’t like the Caesarian scar from the birth. I constantly assured her that it was just souvenir of being a wonderful mom. Eventually we all got into a rythym of diaper changes and feedings, the stretch marks disappeared, and Katie grew to accept the single scar across her flawless little body. Her breasts were full with milk, but our little one preferred to latch onto the bottles. Reagan and I were fine with that as it left the boobs free for attention. Our sex lives quickly returned to our “normal levels” — so far above what most would consider normal. Occasionally our sessions were interrupted by a fussy baby but none of us were selfish or complained. When we needed a night off Rachel, Kristina, and Amy would all come by and help out too without complaint.
