Falling for the Step(s) Ch. 04

Our kiss was soft and gentle, loving, fulfilling, and so much more. We held each other, never wanting to let go and I only looked away when I thought I heard the barely audible creak of the bedroom door. Opening my eyes, I looked at the door and there stood Naomi, partially hidden in the shadows, a tear running down her cheek and a smile on her face. But the moment was short-lived as I felt Sonya begin to rock on my lap, slowly sliding up and down the length of my slightly deflated cock.

"Don't worry, darling. I'll get this thing nice and hard again and then I want you to fuck me and fill me with your cum. I want to feel what it's like to be a woman in every sense. I want you to touch my body, stretch my pussy and fill me with cum ... and maybe ... get me pregnant."

Shifting so she was partially sitting up, she began a dance as old as time as she slid up and down my cock. True to her word, she quickly had my cock rock-hard again as she tighten her pussy muscles, clutching at my shaft when she moved upwards and then relaxed the muscles as she drove herself down until the head of me cock pressed against her cervix. "OOhhhhhhh, feels strange ... feels so fucking good. Just a little pain and then a flash of pleasure ... never stop," she cooed.

Reaching down, I grabbed her hips and began to match her rhythm, thrust for thrust. I glanced down to where our bodies were joined as one and was surprised to see thick, slightly pink, foam clinging to us.

"Fuck butter," she giggled as she looked at the surprise on my face. "Nice, thick, slick, fuck butter ... I learned all about it after Tim and I started playing together. I just seem to be one of those women who gets so fucking wet that this happens," she finished as she rotated her hips.

The feel and look of her pussy along with the slutty comments she was making were getting to me and I soon felt my cock harden even more as my balls started to boil with cum. "Gonna cum soon, darling. Gonna fill your pussy with my cum just like we wanted," I grunted.

Quickly pulling from me, she flipped onto her hands and knees. "Not yet, lover. Fuck me like this. I want you to fuck me hard and deep. I want to feel your cock driving deep inside me and coating my pussy. I want to feel you pumping your cum into my womb. Breed me ... fuck me like a stallion fucking a mare. Mount me and fuck me," she murmured in lust-filled voice.

Kneeling up, I moved behind her, her legs spread to reveal her gaping pussy. The animal part of me came out again as I grabbed her hips and drove my cock forward embedding it to the base in one thrust.

She buried her face in a pillow to lessen her scream as she pushed back against me. Briefly, I stayed there buried deep inside her but that wasn't what our bodies craved as we once again began to move to the dance of love.

All too soon, I heard her breathing begin to change. "Soon ... soon," she gasped, "just hold on a little longer. Going to cum, too. Going to have my first orgasm from a man ... the man I love. Now ... deeper ... right there ... more ... mmmm ... so good ... that's it ... now ... going to happen ... now ... now ... noWWWW ... OOOHHHHMMMIIIIGGGOOODDDDD," she shrieked.

The instant she began to orgasm, the muscles of her velvety pussy clamped down on me and I knew all was lost. There was absolutely no way I could hope to avoid what was going to happen ... even if I had wanted to.

I felt my cum rocketing from my balls and up the length of my shaft before spraying strand after strand of cum deep inside of her waiting pussy. Yet, somewhere in my hazed mind, I remembered to reach under her and cup her breasts, squeezing them and pinching the nipples between my fingers.

A mutual scream of, "AAAAARRRRGGGHHHHHHHH," filled the room as our bodies convulsed and our shared orgasm surged through us.

Sonya collapsed under me from the intensity and I followed, not by choice but because her pussy was clamped down so hard around my cock. Our bodies trembled and shook as we lay there until we slowly returned from that place of ultimate pleasure.

I kissed the back of her neck as I rolled onto my side pulling her with me, keeping my slowly deflating cock buried in her.

"So good, feels so good," she murmured as she fell asleep in my arms and she was right.

The following morning we awoke still in Naomi's bed. As if it was the most natural thing in the world, we held each other and kissed until we smelled the aroma of breakfast wafting into the room. Our stomachs growled in unison and we laughed as we quickly slipped into our clothes and headed to the kitchen.

Naomi was sitting at the table as we entered, a smile on her face. "So did you two sleep well?" she asked innocently.

Before I could say a word Sonya quipped, "What little we got of it."

My face turned several shades of red according to Naomi and Sonya as they laughed.

The rest of the day was spent doing the routine things needed. It was only at dinner that I realized something was up as I saw the conspiratorial looks on Naomi and Sonya's faces.

"Jake," Naomi started, "Sonya and I have had a chance to talk and we need you to listen before you say anything."

Silently, I nodded.

"First, I heard what you said to Sonya last night. I knew that you were drawn to each other the moment you met and I couldn't be happier. That being said, I need to remind both of you that contrary to what you may think, Sonya and I come from a very prominent and conservative family so you may not live together in the same room until after you're married."

"WHAT???" Sonya and I yelled simultaneously.

"What about last night? What about ...?" I started to say.

"Shhhhhhh ... calm down and listen," Naomi continued.

"I didn't say anything about the two of you not borrowing my bedroom. I said you couldn't live in the same room. Besides which, I'm not ready to give up the Master Bedroom yet and I'm DEFINITELY NOT going to make it a habit of sleeping on the couch like last night. Do you understand?"

Sonya and I both nodded our heads that we did.

"Number two. Jake, Sonya and I have talked and we both agree that you need to complete your education. If you have to go back to the mainland, so be it, but if I recall you said something about being able to finish on-line."

"Ya, I can do that," I answered.

"Good, now three. Sonya and I will start planning the Wedding. We figured sometime in the Fall will be best to avoid any concerns others may have about it "being too soon" after your dad's death. Also, the weather won't be quite so hot in case Sonya wants to wear a wedding dress instead of the traditional muumuu or sarong."

"Agreed," I answered realizing that the two of them had already thought long and hard about this.

"Ok, then. That's finished," sighed Naomi.

"Not quite yet," Sonya suddenly interjected.

Naomi and I both looked at her waiting as Sonya looked first at me and then at Naomi. "Mom, I know you've always wanted more kids but the opportunity didn't come up until you met Jake's dad. Then things happened so you couldn't fulfill that dream. I want you to have that dream which means ...," she slowed as she looked at me, "... I want you to continue spending time with my mom. More precisely I want you to keep making love to her until she's pregnant."

Tears ran down Naomi's face as she heard Sonya's comments.

"But what if she's not pregnant by the time we get married?" I asked.

"Well, mom can keep track of when her most fertile time of the month is and if for some reason she still isn't pregnant when we get married ...," she gave us both quirky smile, "... you'll have to keep trying. As far as I'm concerned I know you're in love with me so I have nothing to worry about and what happens inside this house is up to us."

I sat there in disbelief at what I'd heard until Sonya took my face between her hands and asked, "Is that ok with you?"

Vaguely I recall nodding.

The next six weeks sped by as I finished my classes on-line and received my business degree with a minor in Polynesian culture. Naomi and Sonya hardly seemed to be around at all as they made the announcement of our marriage and planned the wedding.

Sonya and I spent as much time as possible together both in and out of bed and I spent two nights with Naomi during that time. Then one Saturday morning as I was on the porch, they both came out of the kitchen, smiles on their faces and sarongs wrapped around their bodies. Not that the fact that they were wearing sarongs was anything new but for some reason they seemed different.

Silently, they sat down and waited.

I had no idea what they were waiting for so I finally asked, "What's up?"

Quickly, they looked at each other and then back at me before saying, "We're pregnant!!" at which time they stood up and dropped their sarongs to reveal the bulge each.

My mouth fell open and I sat there while what they had just said sank in. Not only was one of the woman in my life pregnant but both of them! We spent the remainder of the day laughing and smiling and celebrating life ... minus any alcohol.

The day of the wedding, Sonya wore a sarong which accentuated her growing breasts while Naomi wore a muumuu; both of which hid their growing abdomens. That evening, the three of sat on the porch and had another 'family council.'

"That's done," Naomi sighed. "Now there is only one more thing to take care of."

Sonya and I looked at each other barely hearing her before she pulled out some paperwork and placed it on the table in front of us.

"Jake. Jake. JAKE ...," she laughed. "Could the two of you take a break just long enough to get through this."

Abruptly brought back to reality, I stared at the paperwork before me. "What's this?"

Sonya's smile broadened as she looked at her mom.

"This is all the paperwork for your dad's company. I've been doing my best to keep track of it and with the help of some of his staff, we've done pretty well but in our culture the man-of-the-house is usually responsible for the financial assets as well which means they're yours now."

Dumb-founded, I sat there. "But dad left you and Sonya ..."

"We know, we know but you've proven yourself to be the man-of-the-house in more ways than one." Naomi giggled as she touched her distended abdomen "and you've got the business education to insure that the family will always be cared for ... just like your dad did."

With nothing more to say, I signed the paperwork and became a husband, business owner, and man-of-the-house in one day.

"There is one last thing. Since the two of you are married, I decided you needed a larger room so I moved my stuff out of the master bedroom yesterday so it's all yours now."

"But where will you go, mom?" Sonya asked quickly.

"I was thinking of getting a small place in town. Jake's dad left us more than enough money and I'm sure Jake will do everything possible to care for the baby and I."

My mind instantly went into overdrive as I thought about Naomi moving. Then I stood up and looked at both of them. "I have a better idea," and walked back into the house.

For the next several months, Naomi lived in Sonya's old room while the construction took place. I had the construction crew put up a temporary barrier so neither of them could see what was being done until I unveiled the surprise. Then just before the date the babies were due to be born I took Naomi and Sonya into the back yard. There, just at the edge of the woods, was a beautiful new cottage, designed for Naomi and the baby. It was built in a combination of Polynesian and Oriental styles to provide for any and all of Naomi's needs as well as few extra touches, one of them being an intercom / phone to the main house.

When the time came for them to deliver, the babies were born within 48 hours of each other. A few people started to spread rumors about Naomi but we quickly squashed them saying my dad had frozen some of his sperm when he found out about his cancer and nothing more was ever said.

Now 17 months later, I'm once again sitting on the porch were so much of life has taken place. Sonya and Naomi are sitting not too far away feeding the babies.

Naomi's son is named Jedediah, Jed for short, after my dad while Sonya's daughter is named Malia, which means Mary and is Naomi's middle name. The ladies are doing one of the most natural, beautiful things in the world, breast-feeding the babies - and the sight is definitely a turn on ... that ... and of course they're growing bellies. Yes, they're both pregnant again and yes I'm the father of those children too.

After Jed and Malia were born, Naomi, Sonya and I sat down and talked about what the future held for us as a family. It was then that Naomi asked if I would help her become pregnant one more time. We discussed all the options and decided we could get away with the 'dad's frozen sperm' story one more time so when she asked 'please' and Sonya told me to go for it, what more could I do?

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I realize that in the past I've always defended the concept that sex with "Step(s)" is incest but after doing research for this story I realized that incest is not an easy relationship to define. Incest is determined by the social morals and ethics of the predominant cultural group. To that end, what is incest in one situation may not be incest in another. It is for that reason that I put this series in the "Erotic Couples" category. It could have gone either way.

Ghostwalker