The doorbell chimed loudly as I sat in the living room, accompanied by Mom and Elizabeth. Usually, we'd be fucking like animals right about now, but we just sat, watching some bland TV show like a regular, boring family. We hadn't talked much all day, instead each of us brooded gloomily. We dreaded what was to come in the next few weeks; Aunt Sally and Amanda were supposed to stay with us for a while, since the two had been evicted from their apartment. Mom invited them to stay with us until Aunt Sally got back on her feet. She had yet to tell Elizabeth and me exactly why they were evicted, but I had the feeling it was something to do with bat-shit crazy Amanda.
Aunt Sally and Mom were sisters, but despite living in the same city they barely ever talked over the phone, let alone actually visit each other. Mom used to call Aunt Sally from time to time, but she would rarely answer. I figured it probably had to do with Aunt Sally's life choices; she married her high school sweetheart, trusting him to be the bread winner, so she dropped out of school and became a stay-at-home mom. They eventually broke up, mostly because Amanda was crazy, and Aunt Sally had to find a job to support herself and her daughter. Roughly ten years later Amanda somehow got them evicted, so they stood on our doorstep waiting for us to answer the door.
"I'll get it," the three of us said in unison as we stood up.
"I guess we'll all answer it together." Elizabeth giggled. As we approached the door Elizabeth nudged my arm. "That's way too obvious." She gestured down towards my crotch, drawing attention to my massive erection bulging heartily in my pants. I tried to adjust it to make it less pronounced, but it was barely less noticeable.
"Shit, I'm just gonna hope they don't notice." I said anxiously.
"Sorry baby," Mom said, "I know we only got you off twice this morning, but we didn't know exactly when they'd arrive, so we had to be ready. Try to hang in there; this is going to be a tough few weeks for all of us." Mom was supportive as always, but it was going to be tough keeping my dick soft with two sex-fiends running around with plump pregnant bellies and cock craving pussies.
"You got it Mom. I'm sure we'll have some alone time every once in a while." I responded.
"And when we do," Elizabeth whispered as she clenched her hand around the doorknob, "I'm sure we can make up for everything we missed." She turned the knob and swung open the door, revealing our two temporary moochers, I mean roommates.
Aunt Sally looked similar to Mom: they were twins after all. She had the same dark brown hair as Elizabeth and Mom, but hers was cut much shorter than her sister's. Of course she wasn't pregnant, but her tits were still a respectable size. Despite being the same age, she looked slightly older, like she had been living under quite a bit of stress. Amanda resembled Elizabeth, but had a rounder face and was a little shorter despite being a couple years older. Her hair was the same color as everyone else's, but it was braided into pigtails that hung down and framed her perky breasts. They were decently sized, but compared to the other three they seemed almost small. I figured they would fill out nicely if she got pregnant. Wait, what the fuck was I thinking? I pushed those thoughts from my mind as Aunt Sally crossed the threshold and gave Mom a tight hug.
"Thanks for letting us stay with you on such short notice." She said graciously. "As soon as I find a new place I'll get out of your hair."
"Of course Sally," Mom responded, "No need to rush, it'll be no imposition at all. We love having you guys over."
Amanda looked from our hugging mothers to Elizabeth and I, and said, "Hey Lizzy. Hey Ray. Long time no see." She looked us over, and I saw her eyes meet my considerable bulge, which had yet to die down. Shit, I had no idea what bat-shit crazy Amanda might think when she saw it. Luckily Elizabeth noticed and tried to draw attention away.
"Yeah, I haven't seen you in years. You look nice; I'm digging the hair style." Elizabeth said.
"You too." Amanda crossed the threshold and hugged Elizabeth. As she embraced her cousin, their stomachs pushed together. "Wow, you've gotten big. Even for eight months in you're huge! Don't get me wrong, you still look fabulous." I didn't think it was appropriate to call a pregnant woman 'big', let alone huge, but Elizabeth didn't seem to take it as an insult.
"Thanks, I try to keep myself looking tip-top." Elizabeth said. Amanda released her grip on Elizabeth and wrapped her arms around me.
"Good to see you Ray."
"Good to see you too. It's been awhile, hasn't it?"
"Yep, we've got a lot of catching up to do. I haven't forgotten about when we used to play as children. You were so considerate, I used to have a little crush on you." Her embrace was tight, and she leaned her whole body against mine. As our pelvises touched, she whispered, "Wow, you and Elizabeth are both big." My face went bright red as I pulled away from our hug. Less than a minute into her stay Amanda was already saying insane shit, and I didn't know what to do to stop her. I opened my mouth, but I was at a loss for words. Luckily, Amada broke the tension herself.
"I have to take a leak." She exclaimed as she passed Elizabeth and me and headed towards the bathroom.
"Honey," Aunt Sally said sternly, breaking her hug, "you know better than to use rude language!"
"All I said was 'take a leak'. What's wrong with that?"
"Just say you're going to the bathroom! Don't tell us what you plan to do inside!"
"Fine Sally," Amanda referred to her mother by her first name, "I'm going to the bathroom."
Yep, Amanda was definitely crazy. Well, at least Aunt Sally said she would find a place to live as soon as possible, but dealing with Amanda until then might be too much to bear. We spent the rest of the night chatting and catching up. Aunt Sally and Amanda knew about Elizabeth and Mom's pregnancies, but didn't pry into the details. Mom only said that Elizabeth got pregnant by her boyfriend, and she herself got pregnant from a co-worker. Aunt Sally insinuated that she didn't approve of extra-marital sex, but didn't go on about it. Soon the conversation moved to more wholesome topics, and I had to listen to Aunt Sally's ideas about how girls shouldn't dress in revealing clothes and how she thought the state should double fines regarding marijuana use. It only took about ten seconds for me to get the feeling that she was a serious prude, but overall she wasn't too annoying about it. After dinner we were all ready for bed. Aunt Sally and Amanda shared my bedroom, so I was stuck sleeping in the living room.
Our couch was pretty comfy, but there were no doors to close in the living room. In the morning the girls would all walk by and see my massive morning wood if I didn't do anything about it. I lowered my underwear and prepared to do something I hadn't done in several months: masturbate. I spit in my hand and wrapped it around my stiff shaft, slowly tugging up and down. I had a box of tissues nearby for when I came, so I was all set to go. I imagined Elizabeth sitting next to me, doing it for me; her hand gently rubbing up and down in a rhythmic beat. I imagined her say "Wow Ray, are you really doing that out here in the open?" Wait, that last part wasn't in my head. Shit! My head bolted to the side, where I saw Elizabeth standing in the entryway wearing her signature huge tee-shirt.
"You scared me, I thought it might be Amanda or Aunt Sally."
"Nope, I figured you might be going solo, so I came to help." She took a seat on the couch next to me. I leaned back and put my hands behind my head as she started kneading my bulging head. As she rubbed, she said, "Ray, I want to talk about something real quick."
"Yeah? What's up?"
"It's about Amanda. Do you have any feelings towards her?" As she spoke, she very slowly slid her hand up and down, gently caressing every bump along the way.
