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This work of fiction is part of a series. If you did not already read the preceding episodes, please do that before starting this one. All of the chapters in this story have been submitted to Literotica. Generally, they release one each day.
There is NO incest in this story. However, a daughter sees her father naked and - for multiple brief moments - watches him having sex with her friends. If this is going to create problems for you, please try one of my other stories.
Random movie quote: "To infinity ... and beyond!"
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~~~ Tuesday (Week 2 - T-38) ~~~
I somehow instituted a new custom in our hybrid-home. I was being somewhat silly (and maybe a little romantic) and - after hugging and kissing my girls - including the one who shared my last name - I dropped to one knee, lifted Lauren's shirt and kissed her belly - wishing my little one a good day. Meghan, of course, was next in line as quick as lightning. The two of them informed me, as I slipped out of the door, that this would be happening every day from now on until my children arrived. Sara decided that we needed pictures - presumably so that the girls could watch their tummies grow over time as they looked back over the photos.
By the time I got home from work, my two little mommas pulled me into the office to show me the websites that April had shown them how to set up to track everything about their pregnancies. She and my first child were standing in the doorway, arm-in-arm, smiling from ear to ear as my little lovers went on and on about everything they'd discovered and all the details they'd added to their sites.
I had worried that the girls were simply looking for things to lure Lauren's mother in - but it seemed like they were well and truly meshing - and that had been Sara's goal - well - at least the first step in her devious scheme.
April, of course, stayed for dinner - which they had ready to go but which had gotten put on "the back burner" as the girls gushed (on and on) about their websites. The sites were very limited on what the viewer could see without the password. Sara assured me that all of the lifeguards in the DILF club had already signed into the websites to catch up on the latest updates for my growing family.
Carla had started a contest for the other girls to guess the names that Meghan and Lauren had picked. Obviously, at this point, neither of them were telling what they had decided. Some of the guesses were legit - but some were just off the wall. As we ate together, we had a good time laughing at the names and the reasons given for why the girls thought that was "the one". As they chattered, I realized that Sara was being extra quiet. That made me assume that she was either already in on the secrets - or had a really good idea.
After the meal, we moved to the front room to visit and I pulled my little girl into the recliner with me.
"What?" Sara asked, giggling.
I looked around the room at the others' faces. They were grinning broadly.
"Am I no longer allowed to have cuddles? Are you mad at me because you won't be my only little girl anymore?"
I pulled her against my cheek and neck and tickled her until she cried out for me to stop. She wrapped her arms around my neck and I pressed my forehead against her temple. We held each other tightly. It wasn't long before our proximity made the two of us start thinking about how Sara would be pinned between her mother and me like this when she was younger. The waterworks started without warning. Neither of us were looking at each other's faces - but we both knew the other was crying.
I saw April look at me and start to stand to leave to give us some privacy.
"Just give us a second, please," I said. "We get like this once in a while. We just need a little reset."
When I looked again, Lauren was curled into her mother's side and the two of them were crying as well. I heard a sniffle from her right, and looked over to see Meghan curled against her other side. She was crying as well.
After several minutes, Sara got to her feet, dried her tears and looked at me.
"I'm not mad at you because I won't have you all to myself anymore," she said.
"Babygirl ..." I groaned.
"I know you didn't think this was a good idea and I realize - now - that I might not have thought things through quite as well as I thought I had," she said, "but I love you - and I love Meghan and Lauren - and I want all three of you to know that there's no way I could possibly be happier about this. I will soon hold two precious babies in my arms and be able to call them my siblings."
"... and that's how I ended up pregnant, mom," Lauren said, smirking.
April's tears - brought on by thinking about how she'd been raising her daughter without a man in the house for the last few years - turned into tears of laughter because of the foolishness of it all. She pulled Lauren in and kissed her forehead and then turned and did the same with Meghan.
"Thanks for pinch-hitting for my mom," the blonde told her, before her face screwed up and the tears threatened to start again.
"Hush," April said. "Listen to me."
Meghan sniffled, got the cascading tears to slow, and looked up at Lauren's mom.
"Your mom is dealing with some things," she said. "In the meantime, I got you. Got it?"
"Yes ... mom," she replied, far more seriously than she usually acted.
"Now ... who wants to play Naked Twister?" April asked.
All four of us gasped, "What?!" at the same time.
April cackled with laughter and - after a few moments - the room filled with laughs, giggles, and grins. April cleared her throat and looked at me.
"All kidding aside, if one of you has a swimsuit that will fit me, I'd like to challenge Mr. Moore to a chicken fight in the pool," she said.
"It's on!" I crowed, jumping to my feet.
"Give me a second," Sara said, hurrying off.
I knew where she was headed. She had a closet where she kept a few of her mother's things - with the hope that she'd someday be able to wear them. As I watched my little girl go, I realized that day was coming faster and faster.
She returned with a suit that I recognized. It had always looked amazing on her mother and I was suddenly really looking forward to seeing how it looked on Lauren's mom.
My face must have given me away because her daughter (the little minx) cupped my growing hard-on in her palm, bit my jaw, and turned me towards my bedroom - before swatting me on the ass to send me on my way.
The rest of us - even Sara - were in the pool by the time April arrived. She was, basically, a more mature version of her daughter - with the breasts of a mother - instead of a ... well ... beginning mother.
"Stop drooling over my mom," Lauren stage-whispered, as her mom descended the stairs to join us.
April's eyes shot up to mine and I quickly looked away - which made me seem even guiltier. Lauren giggled and wrapped herself around me.
"Teams?" Sara asked.
"I'll take Meghan," I said, "versus Lauren and her mom."
"I'm not sure you and Meghan should be on the same team," Sara said, laughing.
"Why's that?" Lauren asked.
She blushed at me and said, "You might as well show them - it'll be easier than trying to explain it."
I ducked between Meghan's thighs and came up with her sitting on my shoulders - with my face buried in her crotch - like when my daughter had yelled at us a couple weeks before.
"Because," Sara said, laughing raucously, "the two of them get it backwards every time."
