The banging noise grew louder and more insistent, echoing through the apartnt like soone was trying to break the door down. My ear drums felt like they might burst from the pressure.
Bang. Bang. Bang.
I kept hearing the banging, even though the door was already open. I couldn’t understand who was causing it or why it was happening now, in the middle of this overwhelming mont.
It was all too overwhelming. The voices, the bodies, the confessions, everything piled on until I suddenly gasped, my eyes snapping open.
I had fallen asleep.
I looked around. I was alone on my bed. The room was empty, quiet, and dimly lit by the evening light filtering through the curtains. There were no pregnant MILFs surrounding , no overlapping voices, no hands on my body. It had all been a fucking dream.
That’s why I couldn’t shake the uneasy feeling during the dream, the way all the MILFs had co one after another, announcing their pregnancies at the exact sa ti. It had felt too convenient, too perfectly orchestrated, like sothing my exhausted, horny mind had conjured up after the long day.
And yet... it wasn’t that far off from reality.
It was only a matter of ti until my dream beca real.
The banging continued, loud and insistent, pulling fully awake. I looked toward the door. Soone was really outside, knocking hard. The noise I had heard in the dream was bleeding into the real world.
Bang. Bang. Bang.
"It’s just like the dream," I muttered, sitting up and rubbing my face. The dream had been a nightmare in its intensity, but it wasn’t entirely unrealistic given how things had been going lately.
"Coming," I called out, my voice still rough from sleep, as I swung my legs off the bed and stood up.
I glanced down. My cock was fully hard, tenting my pants noticeably. The dream, all those won getting pregnant by at once, their bodies pressing against , their hands on my skin, had left painfully aroused.
Even though it was just a dream, my body had reacted strongly, as if the fantasy had been real.
I adjusted myself quickly and walked toward the door.
I opened the door, half expecting to see Tiffany and Brittany standing there again, but it wasn’t them.
Instead, my two cousin sisters, Julie and Lucy, were waiting outside. It was already getting dark, the hallway light casting a soft glow on them.
"What took you so long, Alex? Are you hiding your girlfriend inside?" Julie asked with a smug smile on her face.
Julie was my older cousin sister. She was married and had a baby. She was wearing a grey thin strap dress that barely reached mid-thigh, the fabric clinging to her voluptuous figure. Her short hair frad her face perfectly, and her body had filled out in all the right places, full breasts, a soft waist, and wide, childbearing hips that made the dress stretch noticeably.
I didn’t rember her being this thick the last ti I saw her.
"Looks like we interrupted sothing, sis," Lucy added, her eyes flicking down to the obvious bulge in my pants before she quickly covered her mouth with her hand, pretending to be shocked.
Lucy was younger than Julie but still older than . She was wearing tight denim shorts that showed off her long legs and a grey shirt with the top buttons open, giving a teasing view of her cleavage.
Her figure wasn’t quite as voluptuous as Julie’s, but she was still smoking hot, toned legs, a slim waist, and perky breasts that filled her shirt nicely.
I quickly tried to adjust my stance so the bulge wasn’t so obvious, but it was too late. They had already noticed.
I opened the door wider, still trying to process the surprise. "Hey, weren’t you two supposed to co tomorrow?" I asked, genuinely shocked that they had shown up a full day early.
"No, we wanted to catch you red-handed with so woman in there," Julie said with a smug, teasing smile. "That’s why we asked your mom to tell you we were coming on Wednesday. We both had to attend a marriage in this town today, so here we are."
"Aren’t you going to invite your sisters in?" Lucy added, already stepping past without waiting for an answer. Her denim shorts rode up slightly as she moved, showing off her toned legs.
"Yeah, sure... co in," I said.
They both entered slowly, stepping into my apartnt with that casual confidence only older cousins seem to have. When Julie walked past , her body brushed close enough that I caught the faint scent of her perfu mixed with sothing warr, more feminine.
Damn. The way Julie’s ass looked in that grey dress was turning on even more.
The dress clung to her like a second skin, riding up slightly on her thick thighs with each step. Her wide, motherly hips swayed hypnotically, and her full, round ass jiggled softly under the fabric, the hem barely covering the lower curve of her cheeks. The dress was so tight that I could see the outline of her panties and the way her ass cheeks moved with every step.
She didn’t even glance back, but the way she passed , so close, so casually, made my already half-hard cock twitch harder in my pants.
"Well, I didn’t expect much, but it’s okay," Julie said, glancing around my small one-bedroom apartnt, which had a separate kitchen and bathroom. She walked further inside, her short hair bouncing lightly as she took in the space.
"Yeah, I don’t know why you both insisted on staying with ," I replied, locking the door. "You could have just stayed at my parents’ house."
Julie turned to with a teasing smile, while Lucy dropped her purse on the couch and stretched, her grey shirt riding up to show a sliver of her stomach. The two of them filled the small living room with their presence, their bodies looking even more tempting up close than I rembered.
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