I first met Denise when she was fifteen.  I thought she was a lovely sexy looking young girl and thought that her parents would have trouble keeping the lads away from her.  I was ten years her senior and working for her father on their home.  I became good friends with the whole family and watched as Denise flourished into a beautiful young woman.  When she turned eighteen her father enlisted my help to move her to a small house some eighteen miles away that was within walking distance to the University that she was going to, at the start of the new term.  Bob had bought all three of his children their starter houses.  It took three trips with my small Van to move all her stuff and I helped get her settled.

It was four years later when her father rang me and asked me to take a look at a plumbing problem she had in her house.  On arrival I was surprised at just how much she had flourished from the sexy girly thing I had seen growing up and helped move into her house.  She was far from a girl now and was a very attractive full figure woman,  She welcomed me in and showed me to the problem.  It wasn't much of a job, but I hadn't all the parts required.  Denise said she had to go out for a short while and gave me a key saying she would see me on her return and settle any bills.

I went to the nearest DIY store and picked up what I needed.  On my return Denise had, as she said, gone out.  The job didn't take long and on completion I was looking around the house and was surprised that there was no men's stuff there, but there was a few ladies bits.  Then I heard a car parking on the drive and quickly finished clearing up my tools and met her as I came down the stairs.  Denise asked if I wanted a cup of tea and I accepted her offer and started to load my tools and bits in my old van.

Over tea I asked her how she was getting on and she said that she had a reasonably good job and was hoping for a promotion.  Although she had been with them a very short time since leaving Uni she had worked hard for the chance of this promotion.  I asked how she had enjoyed Uni and said I bet she had lots of boyfriends.  Denise went quiet for a few moments and then asked that I didn't tell her parents that she had not had many boyfriends but had met a girl and they had become more than friends.  I thought that answered my earlier observations.  She went on that they had become lovers, but unfortunately they had now split up.

I asked was it to upsetting to say why.  She stressed again not to tell her parents, but she had wanted a baby and had even found a sperm donor when her friend took stage fright at the possibility of being a parent and left her on her own.  I told her it was a shame.  Denise obviously thought that I meant it was a shame her friend had ran off, when I really thought that it was a shame that no man was benefiting from her gorgeous body.  She also told me that her parents were in the throws of packing up and moving across the country.

Her father had a rather nasty health scare  at the age of sixty two.  He had decided to move close to the coast where he was born and retire.  She also told me that he had to give up his driving license and as her mother didn't drive much she thought she wouldn't see them very much.  I told her I was sorry to hear that as they had always been a pretty tight family.

A few days later I visited Bob and Francis, and as Denise had said he was not in the best of health.  I offered to help with their impending move and Bob was happy to accept my offer.  His biggest problem was moving Francis's car as she wouldn't drive it that far.  I told him I would think about how we could move it.  The following day I rang Denise and suggested that If I move their stuff in my bigger van, Denise could drive Francis's car, and then I could drive her back in the van.  Denise said it sounded like a good plan and agreed to it.

Two weeks later it was a very early morning start and all three of their kids were there to help load the van and it was packed up very quickly.  The older lad came to help the other end, but his brother had other things he had to do.  It was over a three hour drive to get there with a well laden van and several more hours before we had everything unpacked and in the appropriate rooms.  Then the oldest lad had to go and roared off in his fast car.  That left Denise and I helping their parents.  I made sure that their bed was assembled and Francis was making it up when I assisted in finalizing the positions of any heavy furniture with Denise's help.  Time was getting on and Bob thanked me for my help and suggested that it was time Denise and I started our way home saying that he and Francis could cope with everything else.

We had been on the road for a little over an hour when the van suddenly went into what I thought was limp home mode.  Being late on a Sunday afternoon I didn't hope for much help from the RAC when they arrived, nor did I get it.  The guy's best offer was to get us and the van to a nearby hotel that was next to a garage.  He told us the problem was the fuel pump and would need replacing and shouldn't take more than twenty minutes for the garage to fix once they had the part.  The driver towed us to the garage and then dropped us off at the hotel.

There was nobody on reception and I had to ring the bell to get attended to.  The chap told us that he was shut as they were redecorating from top to bottom.  I explained our problem and needed rooms for the night.  I had to press him real hard before he eventually said we could have one room and sent his wife off to prepare the room.  We hadn't eaten as we had expected to be home in another couple of hours so I suggested that while the room was being made up we would go and find a pub to eat in.  The owner told us good luck with that.

Either places were shut or didn't do food on a Sunday, but we wandered the length of the town and finally found a pub that would do us a meal.  As I wasn't going to be driving again until morning I got us a bottle of wine to go with it.  I soon found out that wine goes to Denise's head as we walked back to the hotel.  In Denise's case it was almost a stagger.  When we got to the room, they had made available, it had a double bed.  I feared I would be wasting my time arguing for twins or separate rooms.  Denise laughed and said she wanted the window side.  I offered to sleep on the chair that was in the room.

Denise said she would hear none of it and we could share.  I quickly used the bathroom and half expected to see Denise in bed, but instead she had waited to use the toilet.  I stripped to my pants and quickly got into bed and left just the window side lamp on.  Denise came out the toilet in just bra and panties and quickly slipped into bed.  I wasn't wrong about how well she had blossomed her figure was gorgeous and it caused me an erection.  Denise snuggled down under the duvet after turning out the light.  I lay there not wanting to move because of my erection.

It was some while later when Denise rolled over and her hand reached out and was across my chest.  My erection that had by then subsided, suddenly grew again.  Slowly Denise's hand stroked down my body and eventually came to rest on my erection.  I felt it twitch and wondered if Denise knew what she was doing to me or was she asleep.  That was quickly answered when she grasped my cock and gave it a few good wanks.  I gasped and Denise asked if I didn't like it.  I told her I did but I thought she was a lesbian  Her reply was that she had been with men and enjoyed it, but had fallen in love with a woman.  That didn't make her a lesbian.  Then she added, how did I think she was going to get pregnant.

Having heard that I let my own hand explore Denise's breasts and then on down to her pussy.  We had both rolled to face each other and it was Denise that kissed me first saying she had always fancied kissing me.  It wasn't much longer before I was on top and slamming my cock into her tight pussy.  It was only after we had both come that I thought about contraception, remembering that Denise had talked of getting pregnant.  Her response was, what will be will be.  We snuggled back down and was soon asleep.  Next morning I followed Denise into the bathroom and shower and we made love under the hot cascading water.

Later the van was fixed and we were on our way again.  Back at Denise's house she invited me in and we were soon in her bed  and I took my time licking her pussy before finally taking her pussy again in the doggy position.  I had work I had to do so reluctantly left Denise in bed and went off to the jobs I had that day.  Later I rang Denise and apologized for taking advantage of her.

Denise assured me there was no apology needed as it was she who had started our first encounter.   I pointed out that the second and third were down to me.  She asked if I wanted to come over again later.    I had to tell her I had commitment up until the weekend, but I was more than happy to come over then.  Late Friday night I arrived at her house and within minutes we were in her bed and fucking like rabbits again.  We fucked virtually all weekend, until Monday morning when I had to go to work again as did Denise.

I hadn't heard from her during the week and assumed that the same arrangements would apply to the next weekend.  Imagine my surprise when I arrived to find Denise was not alone.  Her friend Alison had returned and wanted to restart their relationship and here I was wanting to bang the arse of Denise again.  To say it was an awkward situation would be putting it mildly.  Denise was up front about it that she had been sleeping with Alison for the last two nights and had told Alison about our encounters as well.

I suggested that I should leave, but Denise was having none of it and insisted I stay.  I wondered how was this going to work, Two lovely women two beds and one cock.  Denise stated that we would all share one bed and even joked that it was time that Alison tried some cock.  Alison looked annoyed.  It was an hour or so when we all went to the bedroom.  I stripped very quickly wanting to see the two of them strip off.  I wasn't disappointed as they undressed each other slowly taking their time as they stroked each other's bodies and kissing each other.  I had the biggest erection ever.

When they were finally undressed they got into bed with me.  I noticed that Alison made sure that Denise was between her and I.  As the girls started kissing again, I reach over Denise to play with  Alison's tits and my other hand was playing in Denise's pussy and kept bumping into Alison's hand.  Denise was still kissing Alison, and as she was on her side facing Alison her hand was trying to replace my hand with my cock.  It wasn't long before we were rocking together as Denise continued kissing Alison.  Soon my interest in Alison was gone as I pumped my cum into Denise's pussy.

I had heard all of Denise's moans as I fucked her, but now it was Alison's turn as Denise stopped playing with her and slid down and off the bed to go to the toilet, leaving Alison and I alone.  Well it was the right thing to do, to continue where Denise had stopped fingering Alison's pussy.  At first she jumped and then relaxed as my fingers found and penetrated her pussy.  By the time Denise returned I had moved much closer to Alison and was now giving her pussy a good fingering as I slipped my tongue into her mouth.  Denise slipped back into bed behind me and had reached around and was stroking my cock, her other hand was stroking Alison's tits.

It took a while before my cock showed any signs of recovering and in the mean time Alison had come on my fingers and was building towards a second orgasm as she gasped her enjoyment.  I was now hard again and as Alison moaned and groaned, Denise got out of bed and went to Alison's side and rolled her onto her back and pulled me on top.  I think that Alison suddenly knew what was about to happen, she looked like she was about to panic when my cock slowly sank into her pussy.  The panic went and Instantly her arms were around me and she was digging her nails into my back.

That just spurred me on to thrust again taking me all the way into her pussy and up to my balls.  Then as she gored my back I started to plow her pussy.  A pussy that had never had a cock in it before.  She was technically not a virgin as toys had taken her hymen, but she was responding to my thrusts and returning the effort I was putting in.  I was kissing her as her orgasm washed in and she broke the kiss, groaning and making all sorts of noises.  Her pussy contracted an forced my cock to come for the second time that night.

Then we were all resting with me now in the middle.  I awoke to two very sexy ladies stroking my cock.  Denise sucked it and although she tried to get Alison to try it she wouldn't.  I ended up sucking Alison's pussy while Denise sucked my cock until I came in her mouth.   Denise was by far the more promiscuous and adventurous of the two and would try anything, where Alison was much more reserved and waited and then followed Denise's lead.    For me it was a fantastic weekend sucking and fucking two gorgeous women, but quite exhausted  I went off to work on Monday for a rest.

The following weekend started the same way, although some of the novelty and newness had worn off, so we just kept the lovemaking for the evenings and spent the days out enjoying ourselves.  The next two weekends were pretty much the same only Alison was getting more adventurous and didn't now wait for Denise's lead.  She sucked my cock and even rode me cowgirl style as she kissed Denise who was sat on my face.

It was another four weekends when Denise informed me she was pregnant.  She was over the moon, although I told her I was pleased I did wonder what the hell I had done and let myself in for.  It was still a great weekend with plenty of exceedingly good sex.   I wondered if now Denise had her wish and was pregnant I would be dispensed with.  Well it didn't happen that weekend, so I made the best of it.

There was more to come, when I got to them two Fridays later, there was two very excited ladies waiting for me.  Well you could have knocked me down with a feather when Alison told me that she too was pregnant.  I had knocked up two lesbians, although Denise would always argue that she wasn't a lesbian, just making the best of her options.

I couldn't understand why they were both so excited, but it did seem to sweep me along with them.   During the weekend Denise rang Bob and Francis to tell them her good news.  From what I heard they were also swept along with Denise's excitement, although it seemed to dampen the mood a little when she told them who the dad was, although they were still happy for Denise.  Afterwards Alison did the same with her parents who's attitude was, how could that happen if your a lesbian.  They did however seem pleased, although Alison failed to tell them anything about me or that she was still with Denise.

Alison was now back living full time with Denise and I was just seeing them at weekends.  The next weekend I had them sit down and talked about the future.  Was there a future for me with them?   If so how was it going to work with two babies?  They were both adamant that they wanted me to be part of theirs and their babies lives.    I pointed out that three of us and two babies wouldn't fit or work well in the two bedroom house and suggested either they moved into my three bedroom house or we both sell up and buy a home between us.  Denise's house sold first so temporarily the three of us lived in my house.

Did I get looks from my neighbors as I had always been single and was now living with two very pregnant ladies.   Then my house sold and with some savings Alison had we moved into a nice five bedroom house.  Room for expansion!  Both Alison and Denise had baby boys born just ten days apart.  My ladies, as I like to call them, had decided that Alison would go back to work and Denise would look after the boys.  At night they would look after their own child.  The boys soon grew and looked more like twins than brothers.  For the first six months I had little sleep and even less sex with them.  Both my ladies were exhausted Just keeping things together.

Then things eased and at a year old we moved the boys into a room together and with just one baby monitor we went back to the three of us sharing one bed.  It wasn't long before I had done it again and our third child was on it's way with Alison being the expectant mum.  This time it was me that was the most excited. It felt like completing my family.

Both grandparents were complaining that they saw little if anything of their grandchild.  Alison's parents lived a short drive away, so we made the effort to take their grandson to them fairly regularly.  They knew or had heard that we had a three way relationship.  It didn't seem to phase them that much as they knew that Alison had though she was a lesbian from a fairly early age and accepted that she now also liked men, or should I say man(Me).  Denise's parents were a different matter.   We made several trips to visit them.  We didn't let on about our three way relationship as Denise thought that they wouldn't understand or accept it.  Poor Bob looked and was quiet ill on our last visit.  Then he suddenly died.

Over the next months Denise grew more and more worried about her mother being a long way from her and on her own.  One of her brothers had moved abroad and the other was now married with kids and always at work.  Denise asked if she could move her mother in with us.  I pointed out that her parents had barely accepted that I was with Denise and that I was her baby's father.  How did Denise think her mother was she going to cope with another woman and children, and it was getting close for the baby to be born.

Denise asked me to take me to her mothers house and leave her there for a week and collect her the following weekend.  When I did collect Denise she had told Francis all about our relationships.  Denise told me that she had now accepted our threesome and was considering a move to be near us rather than with us.  My news for Denise was that we were now a family of six as Alison had just given birth to our gorgeous baby girl.

Almost six months later Francis sold her house and at the same time the sale of the one she was meant to be buying fell through, making her temporarily homeless.  Francis was considering suing the solicitors for incompetency.  They ended up paying her some compensation for their fault, not that they would admit liability.   Of course, we couldn't see her Francis on the streets or in some dingy digs so we insisted that she move in with us.  After all we had a big enough house.  Francis felt awkward at first knowing that I slept with both my ladies, although as Alison had recently given birth, it was just sleep.   Slowly Francis seemed to get more comfortable around us and realized that we were a stable loving family.

Then I went and did it again.  Denise fell pregnant.   I was gobsmacked at being a dad yet again, but also very excited.  Both my ladies were chuffed to bits.  Even Francis seemed pleased.  Then the news came at the first scan that it was twins.  Francis informed us that there was quite a theme of twins in their wider family.  A few nights later she asked to speak to us all.  I thought that she was looking to move out, but surprised us all by asking what did we think about her throwing some of her money in with ours and buying an even bigger house and garden for all of us..

Denise was all for it, although I could see that Alison was worried about where she stood in all this.  Francis sensed that and told Alison that she still thought our relationships were strange but it was only our business and she had accepted that, and as far as she was concerned we was just one big happy family and she was pleased to be part of it.

It took some time but we bought two four bed semis and knocked them into one big house and with all the work going on we had a granny flat built on the side of the main house.  It had it's own outside entrance, and also an internal door into our part of the property so she was a part of our family as well.  That was four years back.  It works exceedingly well for all of us and all the kids, even Alison's, call Francis Nan.  It's worked out so well that we even have our own helper next door when we need Francis to lend a hand.

Me,  I just love our families and all my kids, and especially my ladies.  The one thing I did do was to go and get the chop.  No more risk of any more bundles of joy.  Although I love kids we don't need or want any more.