Momma's Pregnant

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Corey had finally graduated and was surprised that his dad came to the ceremony, he wasn't expecting him at all but it made him happy. Phillip had offered to come but Courtney shot it down, she didn't think it was a good idea for him to start getting comfortable with her son yet. Corey also had a jealous streak, those two officially meeting would go nothing like when she met Camille; who had also graduated the same week as her boyfriend.

His graduation party was tonight, after this Courtney could finally tell Corey the news. The pool was cleaned, the food was set out and a few boys from baseball were already here before the party started. They filtered in and out of his room while Courtney kept herself busy around the house with chores. She could hear glass bottles clink and with how loud the teens were laughing she knew they were drinking. She decides to play the cool mom and let it slide since they were celebrating. As long as they at least tried to keep her from seeing anything and they didn't get too rowdy, she didn't mind.

There were at least two hours left before people were going to start showing up. Courtney was dumping ice into the cooler on top of all the soda and bottled water. A few chunks of ice hit the ground and one slid under the stove. She groans and tosses the pieces of ice that landed in front of her into the sink then gets on her hands and knees to peek under the stove. The ice was only barely out of reach but she still tried to fit her hand underneath. Her ass stuck out and she kept her head to the ground so she could see. Her finger tips grazed the ice but she accidentally pushed it more forward.

"God damn it." She grumbles.

While she was still distracted, one of Corey's friends comes into the kitchen to get another bottle of water and he's pleasantly surprised to find Ms.Webber in the position she was in. Him and the team always teased Corey about how hot his mom was and now he was getting a front row seat. She was wearing her mom jeans that went a little bit past her ankles and hugged her round ass in all the right places. Her white blouse was loose fitting like all the tops she'd been wearing since learning she was pregnant and was hanging down and revealing her lower back and some of her belly. The tipsy teen was getting a preview of what it'd look like to take her from behind.

He clears his throat to make himself known. "Hey, Ms.Webber. Did you need any help?" He wasn't too sure what exactly it was that she was doing but offered anyway.

Courtney is startled and quickly sits up to turn to him. "Oh- Tristan, you scared me." She half heartedly chuckles.

Tristan offers his hand out to help her get up. He and Corey had been friends since around the third grade, they met in little league and basically grew up together. Tristan had stayed the night plenty of times throughout the years and Courtney considered him and his parents to be friends of the family. His mother came from South Korea as a tourist in Puerto Rico, where she ended up meeting his father. Courtney always thought he was such a handsome boy and thought it was impressive he spoke both of his parents' languages. He was a bit taller than Corey and his usually curly black hair was buzzed off and showed off the scar on his forehead from a baseball to the face. He was shirtless and already in his swim shorts that allowed her to see the athletic body he had grown into. Tristan was center field, so he did a lot of running and his strong legs were proof of that. His build was more toned than Corey's and it made Courtney embarrassed for him to be hovering over her like this.

She takes Tristan's hand and he effortlessly pulls her to her feet, then she dusts herself off. While looking down at her knees to pat herself off, she catches a glimpse of Tristan's tattoo. "When'd you get that?" She tilts her head to the side to try to make out what it was but the lower half of it was being covered up by the waist band of his trunks.

He smiles. "I got it finished about two months ago." He tugs his shorts down a little in the front to show her the full design. "It's something my mom drew, I just liked it so I got it tattooed. She wasn't thrilled that I had a tattoo though." He shrugs and lets her take a look. It was a sketch illustration of a Korean woman in a traditional hanbok and smoking out of a long pipe, its placement was right below his defined v line.

Courtney tucks her dangling hair behind her ear as she admires the work, bending at her knees to see. "You said your mom drew this? She's a great artist."

Tristan nods and steals a look at her ass. "Yeah, and my dad's cousin did the tattoo. I want a few more of her drawings done, probably on my arms."

She smiles up at him. "That's really sweet."

Corey comes jogging in from around the corner of the hallway, looking for his mom. When he enters the kitchen he stops and both Tristan and Courtney turn to look at him. Tristan snaps his waist band with a dirty grin and winks at his buddy. Courtney, oblivious to what this looked like, stands up straight and closes the ice chest.

"Was just showing your mom my new ink." He struts past Corey and gives him a hardy pat on his shoulder as he goes by. His friends teasing him about his mom never got to him before but since the two started being intimate, it started getting under his skin. Corey watches him leave, his stare was cold but he shakes it off to turn his attention back to his mom.

"I was just coming to say Camille is almost here and she's bringing some friends." He looked over his shoulder before approaching her to make sure nobody else was coming out the room.

"Okay! Do you guys have enough towels-" Her question is cut off by Corey grabbing her by her waist and gently pushing her against the fridge then starts kissing at her neck.

Courtney blushes and reacts to his mouth with a small gasp. She attempts to push him off but he keeps her close. "Corey- no! Someone could see!" She used a hush whisper to scold him but he just ignored her and moved his kisses up to her jaw and against her ear. Courtney bites her lip and tilts her head back to enjoy it since he wouldn't budge. Like the rest of his friends, Corey was already in his swimsuit and shirtless. His mom drags her hands up from his flat stomach all the way to his chest and massages him over. She could feel him start to poke her through his shorts and she smiled. "Baby..." She hums. He looks at her then kisses her lips once before finally letting her go. She fixes her hair and straightens out her clothes, attempting to collect herself after he just flustered her up.

Corey grins. He was pleased with himself and had just felt the urge to claim what was his after catching someone else making eyes at her. "Yeah, we have enough towels." He winks at her and she swats his ass as he walks away from her while chuckling. She rolls her eyes and takes out her phone to use the camera as a mirror. As she's fixing her smeared lipstick her phone buzzes and a notification from Corey's dad pops up.

'I'll swing by later tonight. I need to make my AA meeting.'

Reading that snaps her back to reality then a knock at the door makes her jump. She puts her phone down and goes to answer the door. Camille stood there waving and ecstatic to see Courtney again. She wore a two piece swim suit, her bottoms were highwaisted and covered her belly, the bikini top tied in the front and had a print of two skeleton hands like they were cupping her breasts. There were three more girls from her roller derby team that Camille brought with her, all also dressed for the pool.

"HI!!!" Camille squeals and throws herself onto Courtney to bear hug her.

Corey and his friends came out of his bedroom to go and meet the girls. His baseball friends had yet to meet Camille's friends and were hoping to get lucky with some new girls. Courtney wraps her arms around Camille and hugs her back tight. Corey likes what he sees. He'd be lying if he said he never thought about the idea of his girlfriend and his mom together before, it was one of his go-to fantasies if he wanted to cum fast.

"Hi again, love." Courtney coos. "You look amazing as always." She turns to Camille's friends. "Welcome ladies! Come on in!" She lets Camille go and she happily trots over to Corey to greet him next as her friends enter the house.

"Hey, babe!" Camille locks her arms around Corey's neck and he wraps his around her waist like he had just done to his mother before.

"Hey, hot wheels." He kisses her forehead and then her lips. "You remember the guys." He gestures to Tristan and the others, who were already ogling at her teammates.

"Of course!" She waves to them. "Guys, this is Sage, Aubrey and Frida." All three girls wave to the boys.

Sage was small, even shorter than Camille. Her skin was pink and covered in bruises from skating, her hair was a sharp blue and done up in a messy bun so that the pool water didn't fuck up her hair dye. Her figure was boney that left her with a wide thigh gap. And she had a large septum ring, thick like a bull would have. Her swimsuit was a solid black two piece but her bottom half were women's swim shorts and her top was designed to show off her underboob. She looked the boys over and the chubby one caught her eye.

Aubrey's mom was white and her dad's side was Japanese. She had the shortest hair out of all the girls with a Chelsea cut, short micro bangs with the sides grown out in the front, the back of her head buzzed except for the ends that stopped at her neck. Her face was long with a sharp chin, her body was a skinny fat that she was comfortable with and flaunted it by wearing a neon green string bikini. The top barely covered her nipples and the thong only covered her crotch, leaving her pale white ass exposed with a rubber ducky floaty by her hip.

Then there was Frida, an amazon woman compared to her other teammates. She was just as tall as the boys, her body was curvy with thick muscle in her legs. Her hair was curly with a shine to it and ran all the way down her back. She was a dark skinned latina and unapologetically grew out her body hair. Hairy arms, pits, legs and a unibrow she kept threaded and neat. She had a strong roman nose, large breasts and wide hips. And she wore a dark brown bikini top with a long flowy sarong wrapped around her to match.

Tristan already had his intentions set on Courtney for the night, but played nice with the girls to save face. The other boys had to keep their jaws from almost falling on the floor. They never attempted to shoot their shots at such alternative girls before. Corey leads the group of teens to the back. His mom could already feel all the teenage pheromones spreading on each other as they all began to mingle. Before the back sliding door is shut, Courtney calls out.

"Hey- Tristan, could you help me take this outside please?" She didn't want to bother Corey at his own party, and Tristan had already offered to help out earlier.

He immediately and eagerly turns back around on his heels and marches to go help this milf out. Corey was already outside and too distracted with Camille to notice. Tristan goes over to her and lifts up the cooler to take outside. Courtney was just expecting him to drag it by the wheels, but of course he wanted to show off his strength to her.

"Thanks, love." She smiles at him then grabs the stack of towels to follow him outside with. Corey notices when they come out together and how she pinches his cheek as a thank you when he sets the cooler down. His eyebrow twitched but he kept his cool since he was right next to Camille with his arm around her as she blabbered on about whatever.

Tristan digs a soda out of the ice and cracks it open. "Are you gonna come swim with us?" He throws his head back to take a drink.

Courtney shakes her head with a shy smile. "No, I don't think so. I don't wanna 'mom' up the party." Her plan was mostly just to stay inside while the kids partied and just check up on them every hour or so.

"What?! No! Come on!" He nudges her side with his elbow and she laughs. "Come party with us." He wanted her to be included, mostly to see what she'd look like in a bathing suit.

"I'll think about it, maybe later." It was an empty promise just to get him to stop pestering, then she headed back inside.

It was nearing seven now, the sun was almost down and all of Corey's friends had shown up and were partying lively out in the backyard. Most of the guests were boys from his team and a few more girls he knew from school showed up so there were at least ten kids outside. Courtney was on the couch texting Phillip, he was checking in on her and the baby and asking how the party was going. Phil had completely leaned into the idea of being a dad. He never once questioned her about the timeline or logic behind him getting her pregnant. They'd always use condoms and he never noticed any of them break, so he was shocked to say the least. But he completely trusted her and it made her carry a lot of guilt.

Corey was spinning Camille around as she floated in one of the donuts and she would kick water at him if he went too fast. The other teens had snuck in some more drinks and Corey was feeling good and at three cups in so far. Camille and her friends had taken some gummy edibles right before heading over and had already kicked in at this point. Her eyes were red and dry like her teammates and the four girls were the giggliest of the party.

"So, Janet didn't want to come?" Corey knew that pissy lesbian wouldn't want to come to his party, but he wanted to seem like he cared. He only told Camille to invite her to look like a good boyfriend, and Janet knew that and wanted nothing to do with it.

Camille sighs. "She said she'd rather give birth to a chainsaw than come to your house." Corey stifles a laugh as she continues on. "She's been really weird since she went out with us... Did she say anything to you?"

"Well..." He thinks about his words before he speaks. "She said I'd never be as close to you as she is." He could feel Camille's demeanor change. It didn't surprise him that Janet kept her mouth shut about the talk they had that night, she started it after all.

Camille frowns. "The hell is her problem?" She groans, then another voice chimes in.

"Janet? Is she being mean to your boyfriends again?" Sage laughed, her arm draped around a nervous looking boy. Sage had been spending most of her time with Jeremy, the youngest and chubbiest guy there. He was eighteen and the team's pitcher. He had no idea what he was doing with this hot older goth girl. He was scared shitless and you could see it on his round baby face. Sage turns to Corey. "You're the only guy Janet hasn't driven away so far. She's a total jealous cunt towards whoever guy Camille dates."

"Sage!" Camille was offended. As much as she was upset with Janet right now, she didn't appreciate the shit talk. Sage shrugs and goes back to playing with Jeremy's ear.

Janet did seem like the type to do something like that but Corey didn't find her intimidating at all. She was going to hate any guy Camille dated just because he's a man. Now that he knew that's what got under her skin the most, he made sure to keep it in his back pocket for later. Corey holds Camille's donut still so that she'd stop spinning then rubs on her leg. "Don't worry about it, babe." He kisses her foot and then her knee. "It won't get to me."

Camille sighs and sticks her hand in the water. "... I'll talk to her." Corey says nothing but he wore a smug smirk across his face. He knew with Janet's track record of being jealous, Camille wouldn't believe or listen to anything she had to say about him. He came out of this as the innocent boyfriend and she'd be on thin ice.

Courtney was still on her phone with Phil until she heard the doorbell go off. She sets her phone down on the coffee table then goes to open the door and she's greeted with her ex husband, awkwardly standing in the doorway of his old house. He was holding a small wrapped up box and he looked tired, but maybe that's just how he always looked now. Dale was older than his ex wife by five years, he was only 38 but it was a rough 38. Drinking and depression had aged his face by a lot. Courtney thought he smelt like always; cigarettes and engine oil but this time no booze on his breath.

"Hey." His smile was obviously practiced. "I brought this for the kiddo." That was what he'd always call Corey since he was small. He holds up the box for Courtney to take. She takes it then steps aside to let him in.

"Do you want me to get him so he can open it?" She closes the door as he comes in.

Dale looks around the house. It's been years since he's been inside and it looked just about the same. "No, no. It's fine. I don't wanna interrupt him with his friends."

Courtney places the gift on the counter. "Nonsense, you came all the way here. You should at least see him." Before Dale could say anything she opens the sliding backdoor and goes outside, leaving him alone.

When she came outside, the kids were all still in the pool and in their own groups. Tristan had Aubrey on his shoulders to chicken fight with Freda and one of the girls Corey knew from class, Gracie. A natural blonde and the classic girl next door. She and Corey had been friends for a while, she was slim and fit from gymnastics and was known in school for allegedly blowing one of the history teachers, though it was just a rumor. And as far as everyone knew, Gracie was straight and even Gracie thought so. But when she saw Aubrey she just couldn't take her eyes off her and the two were acting awfully chummy towards each other.

Courtney scans the backyard until her eyes finally land on Corey who was timing Jeremy on how long he could hold his breath under water but he kept popping his head up before Corey could even count to five.

"Dude, you would drown instantly if you ever shipwrecked." Corey laughs.

Jeremy blows water out his nose and coughs. "That one doesn't count!"

Corey turns his head when he hears his mom call out his name. She waves her arm and gestures for him to follow her inside. "Corey! Can you come in for a sec?"

He smiles at Jeremy then winks. "Duty calls, brother." He splashes Jeremy before climbing out the pool. He grabs his towel and uses it to dry off his dripping hair and legs as he approaches his mom. He was more than a bit tipsy and forgot they were in front of company as he reached to grab her hips like he always did. Courtney quickly backs away from him and holds his wrists, looking around to see if anyone noticed but nobody was paying them any attention.

Corey laughs. "Oops." His grin was naughty. He would have taken it further had she not blocked his hands. Courtney wanted to scold him but she couldn't right now with everyone here. Instead she drags him into the house by his arm with a huff. Upon entering, Corey sees his dad and his flirty and drunk demeanor quickly shifts and he straightens himself out. "Dad!" He felt like he had been caught doing something.

Dale tussles his son's wet hair and gives him a tired smile. "Hey, kiddo. I got you something." He hands him the small box and Corey wipes his hands completely dry before taking it.

He tears off the wrapping paper then opens up the box, inside were two keys on a ring. "House keys?" He jingles them in his hand.

"Apartment keys, your apartment." Dale rubs the back of his neck, unsure if it was too big of a gesture or not since he hadn't run this by Courtney at all. "I signed you a lease for a place next to your school, I already paid it off for a year and it'll be ready for you to move in right before you start."

Corey's eyes lit up while Courtney stood behind them and felt her heart sink. He really was going to leave, wasn't he? The biggest reason she was staying with Phillip was because she didn't want to be alone. The guilt killed her inside but if she left Phil while Corey left too, then she'd have no one. She fights back tears to not ruin the moment for her son. Corey flung himself into his father's arms. Dale didn't care that his whole front side was wet now, he hugged his son back and squeezed tight.