After I said that mom and Taylor started to talk about the stuff they could buy but I zoned out.
About a week later we were all packed and ready to move. To celebrate the move Taylor, Mom, and I had an awesome three-some in every room. After our numerous orgies I had the case of blue balls. So for the last orgy I had to watch them do each other or id regret it.
It was Tuesday at 12:37 when the doorbell rang. "The Moving truck is here." I yelled up the stairs.
A young group of men came in and took all the boxes and furnature and packed it all into the truck in half an hour.
When I went upstairs my sister was sitting in her windowsill looking out onto to the street.
"What are you doing sweetheart? I asked her.
"Thinking about us and what life will be like for us." She replied.
"It will be great trust me and we will be closer than ever now that were together and were a lovers-trio with mom it's even better."
"To think in a little less than nine months you'll be a dad and I'll be mommy number two."
"I love you so much Taylor I can't think of where I'd be right now than with you two but I know one thing is that I want us to have children too. I want you to be the hot soccer mom that when he or she is older their friends will be fantasizing about you. I also want you two to be my life partners since we can't legally get married when we move no one will suspect your my sister ill only tell them you're my wife and mom is your sister." When I said that I heard sobbing behind me and when I turned around it was my mom.
"I can see the love between you, and it breaks my heart that I got between you too and your love." She said.
"Mom you didn't get between us you made it a love triangle but the good kind. And now we'll all be parents and we all know we love each other more than a normal family. We'll love each other like were two wives and a husband." I said to them both.
I took them both in my arms and they both started to cry. I admit it was hard not to cry but I did my best.
The next day I woke in the middle of two beautiful women, I know I was one lucky son of a bitch.
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I read all comments posted on my stories and I am astounded on how immature some of the people are on this website. I do have a friend read all my stories and he thinks they are great and loves to read them. I do not have an ambition to become a full author that is J's ambition. A person contacted me asking why I named him James and his sister Taylor, well I chose them because my fiancé's name is Taylor and she was my next door neighbor since I moved to Wheaton when I was eight. So that should answer some questions and please do comment but if you don't like my stories don't read it or don't leave immature comments.
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