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 These Three Are One (FFM)

   The Author of this Report is Anonymous Received by Joan in March, 2006

   I want to share with all of you a unique situation that I am in.  I am a
30-year-old male living with 2 women, Margie and Sheena.  Margie is 50
years of age and Sheena is 30.  Margie is Sheena's mother.

   They are sitting beside me, all of us almost naked, as I type this
story. They are helping me relate our story.  We just spent last two hours
indulging in the wildest fucking sessions imaginable.

   I met Sheena in the 10th grade and we went steady for two years.  During
the last three years of high school, Sheena and I became the best of
friends.  We were inseparable.  Sheena's parents were divorced and she
lived with her mother, Margie.  Margie took a great liking to me, and I
spent most of my time in their company.

   I used to spend most of my time after school in their house, and spent
my entire summers with them.  Sheena and I fucked for the first time in the
12th grade, and our fun continued throughout that year.  Margie trusted us
completely, and knew that we were fucking regularly.  She often advised us
about contraceptives and the need for taking great care in these matters.
Many times I spent the night in their house, and Sheena and I fucked on
most of those occasions with full knowledge of her mother.

   After high school we went to different universities, and I didn't see
Sheena until I finished grad school at the age of 24.  I kept in touch with
both of them by phone, but didn't get a chance to meet with them during my
college days.  After grad school both Sheena and I moved back to our home
city and found jobs.

   We didn't pick up our relationship where we left off.  Six to seven
years of separation, meeting other people, and being in different
environments, changed us.  Neither she nor I expected to jump in the sack.

   I visited Margie and Sheena often.  I even took Sheena out a few times,
but the relationship seemed to be platonic.  I thought about sex with her a
few times, as did Sheena, and we even discussed it.  But it never went
beyond that.  About six months after I moved back, Margie sold her house
and bought another house on a lake front, about 80 miles from the city.

   Shortly afterward both Sheena and I visited Margie to spend a July 4th
weekend.  We arrived about 6 pm, had dinner, and talked late into the
night. Soon afterward, Margie and Sheena went upstairs to bed, and I stayed
back in the living room to watch TV.  I fell asleep on the couch.  I woke
up around 2:30 and decided to go to bed upstairs.

   On my way to the bedroom, I saw the light on in Margie's bedroom, and
the door slightly ajar.  As I was passing by, I saw something that I
wouldn't have imagined in my wildest dreams.  I stood frozen there, for
what seemed hours.  In the bedroom, there were two women engaged in the
most lewd fucking scene I had ever seen.

   There was Sheena and Margie in a 69 position.  Sheena was on top, with
her tongue lashing away at Margie's cunt.  Margie was tongue-fucking Sheena
from the back, and drilling her asshole with her fingers.  I couldn't
believe it.  I couldn't move.  My eyes were glued to the scene inside.

   They went through all sorts of positions.  Sheena was sitting on
Margie's face and saying things like, "Mommy, fuck me harder.  Fuck my ass,
Mommy.  Fuck me like Daddy." I was shocked...  and turned-on.

   Even in the porno magazines that I've read, I never heard about a mother
and daughter being sexually intimate.  Afraid of being discovered, I slowly
walked to the adjoining bedroom.  There I lay in bed trying to make sense
of what I had seen.  Every few minutes, I'd stick my ear to the wall and
listen to the sounds of their fucking.  I had a huge hard-on.

   At the same time, I couldn't figure out how this situation came to be. I
kept wondering how long this had been going on.  Whether, Sheena was
totally turned off toward men, how her mother views her daughter/lover, and
why Margie got divorced.  From what Sheena was saying, I imagined that her
father may have been involved also.

   I fell asleep at sunrise, and woke up around noon.  I was scared to
death at the prospect of seeing them.  How would I hide my discovery?  I
stayed in bed until 2 PM, when Margie walked into by bedroom and pulled off
my bedsheet.  Lunch was ready, and they were waiting for me.  I tried be
very "cool" during lunch.  I was talking about all sorts of nonsense
issues. Sheena noticed my state of nervousness and asked why I was
rambling. This made me even more nervous, and when I glanced at Margie, she
had the "I know you know" look.

   After lunch I decided to do the dishes.  Margie was standing beside me,
drying them.  At one point, she put her arm around my waist, drew me close
to her, and told be how happy she was to see me, and glad that Sheena and I
were still close friends.  She said that such friendships are rare, and
that she felt very secure and loved when she was with us.  I, on the other
hand, was wound up like a spring.  I couldn't forget the scenes from the
previous night, nor could I bring myself to tell them what I knew.  I
wanted to be in on their secret and let them know it.  I wanted desperately
to bring this out into the open.  At the same time, I got incredibly
turned-on every time I visualized them in bed.

   The rest of the afternoon passed without incident.  We played
backgammon, went out to watch the fireworks, and returned around 10 PM. 
Margie and Sheena went to bed around 11 PM.  I stayed downstairs in the
living room, feeling left out, confused, depressed and horny.  I just sat
there for hours.

   Around 2 AM I heard one of the bedroom doors open and saw Margie come
downstairs.  I pretended to be asleep.  A few moments later, when I opened
my eyes, I saw Margie standing over me, just watching.  She was wearing a
very thin nightgown, and I could see her pubic hair and nipples.  I didn't
realize that the hard-on that I had was plainly visible through my pajamas,
as my cock was hanging out of my underwear.  Margie was apparently staring
at it.

   I fumbled, trying to adjust my position.  Margie sat down beside me on
the couch.  She sensed my mood and asked if there was anything wrong.  I
didn't reply.  I just wanted to blurt out what I had seen on the previous
night.  She, in a very calm voice, said, "I guess you know about Sheena and
me." Well, that broke the ice.

   I told her that I had seen them the night before and felt very confused.
I didn't understand it, and yet I wanted to be part of it.  She put her arm
around me and gently held me close to her.  We stayed in that position for
a while, until I began to ask her the history of their relationship.

   She told me that she had been married twice.  Sheena was the product of
the first marriage.  Her first husband died when Sheena was 7.  She said
that the love between her and her first husband was total.  Both believed
that that one cannot separate physical love and emotional love.  They never
once had a fight.  If they had a disagreement, they would fuck their brains
out first, and then easily resolve their differences.

   Even if one of them was not in the mood, they would go through porno
magazines, work themselves up to a frenzy of lust and then ball.  It's hard
to be angry with someone you just made love to.  This was how close she and
her first husband were.

   After his death, Sheena (age 7) started to sleep with her.  Often, when
Sheena was depressed, Margie would cuddle her...  and on some of these
occasions, almost naturally, Margie would let Sheena suck her breasts. 
That practice has continued since then.  Both mother and daughter developed
this intense loving relationship.  Margie didn't feel that anything was
wrong by doing this, especially since, Sheena seemed well adjusted with her
peers.

   It is for this reason that Margie encouraged Sheena to go out with boys,
and when I came upon the scene, she felt that much more assured about their
relationship.  Margie's second marriage ended in divorce within a year. 
The reason for this was that her second husband felt left out.  He never
came to know about them, but felt jealous of Sheena.  Margie also felt that
Sheena was all that she needed.

   The first time they had "sex" (other than sucking tits) was on the night
before Sheena left for college.  Margie got uncontrollably turned-on by
Sheena sucking her tits, and without a thought started to finger herself.
Sheena took over, and both of them made love for hours.  That was the first
homosexual experience for both of them.  Neither felt bad about it.  They
felt it to be a perfectly natural way of expressing their love for each
other.  Their love-making continued whenever Sheena came home, or whenever
they could get together.  Sheena had one male lover in college, but that
didn't last very long.

   After she finished telling me their story, there was dead silence in the
room.  I, to my own surprise, understood.  I even felt slightly guilty for
wanting to be part of it.  I extended my arms and hugged her.  We stayed in
that position, neither of us wanting to let go.  I loved her, and wanted to
make love to her.  I still remember the intensity of our emotions on that
evening.

   My cock was rock hard and peeking out of my underwear.  I was no longer
embarrassed.  I just let it be.  As she felt my hardness and looked up at
me, I could see tears in her eyes.  Very gently, she grabbed my cock and
caressed it.  I kissed her deeply.  I will never forget that kiss.

   Soon, we were kissing like mad dogs.  She slid down my body, pulled my
cock out, and just swallowed it.  She stared to suck my cock furiously. 
Her head was a like a piston.  She just wanted my cum all over her.  In her
mouth, on her face, everywhere.  She pumped and pumped my cock with her
mouth until I dropped what seemed like a gallon of cum into her mouth and
on her face.  She licked every drop of it, and buried her face in my
crouch.

   Through the opening in my pajamas, she sucked my balls and started
flicking her tongue at my asshole.  A short while later, with my cock
almost hard again, I pulled her up, told her I loved her and would never
leave her.  I would be part and parcel of her life.  I would eat her shit
and drink her piss if she asked me to.  I have never in my life been taken
away like that by another human being.  It wasn't just the physical part. I
felt completely lost in her.

   We took our clothes off and fucked our brains out on the floor.  We did
everything that night.  I fucked her in her cunt.  I fucked her in her
mouth.  I fucked her in her ass (my first time).  She had three of her
fingers in my ass.  I sat on her face, and she tongue-fucked my asshole.

   I ate her.  I stuck my tongue up her asshole, and buried my face there.
Every position imaginable was tried.  Margie especially loves getting
fucked in the ass while she fingers herself.  It is really remarkable.  She
has a small frame with a small, round and hard ass.  When I fuck her there,
she likes me to ram it in and pump her fast.  She feels absolutely no pain.
It was 6:30 in the morning before we finally fell asleep.

   When I woke up around 11:30, I noticed that both of us were covered with
a blanket.  I got up, put my clothes on, and went into the kitchen.  There
was Sheena, drinking a cup of coffee.  No words were exchanged.  She held
out her hand, I took it and sat down beside her.  We just sat there for an
hour.  Not a word was said.

   Soon afterward, Margie joined us.  We made breakfast, ate, bathed, and
sat in the living room.  All during this time, no more than ten words were
exchanged.  There was an incredible sense of peace and oneness among us.

   I was no longer nervous.  I didn't think about what I saw the first
night, nor what had happened on the previous night.  After a long period of
just sitting in the living room, Margie said that she wanted to go back to
bed.  She came up to me and kissed me.  She then kissed Sheena and went
upstairs.  Almost without thinking, Sheena and I got up and followed her.

   All of us slept until 5 that evening.  When we woke up, we just lay
there caressing each other.  Sheena's body seemed pleasantly familiar. 
Margie asked us to stay in bed and that she would bring up some food. 
Sheena and I continued to fondle, kiss and cuddle.  I slowly fingered her
and started to bite her nipples.

   Sheena has a much bigger frame than Margie.  Her breasts are size 38,
with giant-size nipples, which she likes to have pinched.  She has a large
ass and cunt.  Her pubic hair extends almost half the way up to her navel.

   While we were in the midst of foreplay, Margie brought us some lunch. 
She put the tray aside and sat on the bed, caressing both of us.  She said
that she didn't want to join in, but would like us to continue while she
watched and helped.  She started to tell me all the things that Sheena
likes.  She was instructing me, step by step, in how to fuck her daughter.

   Margie made us get out of bed.  She then sat up against the headboard
and asked Sheena to lie down, face up, with Sheena's head in her lap. 
Margie grabbed Sheena's legs and pulled them back toward her.  This way
Sheena's cunt and asshole were completely exposed.  She then asked me to
tongue-fuck Sheena, and to ram my finger up her ass.  I dove in.

   My head was buried in her dripping cunt.  I was tongue-fucking her
furiously.  Margie asked me ram my finger up Sheena's ass.  I tried to push
it in gently.  She kept saying "Ram it in.  Just ram it in.  Shove your
fingers in and out.  She loves it." This may sound impossible, but the fury
with which I finger-fucked Sheena's ass resulted in all five of my fingers,
and most of my hand, entering her ass.  Sheena poured out her juice.  I
drank all her spunk.  As she came, Margie held her close and kissed her. 
When I slowly pulled out my hand, she moaned in exhaustion.

   Margie didn't want to stop there.  She turned Sheena over, spread her
own legs like a wish bone, and let Sheena eat her.  Then she instructed me
to really fuck Sheena, doggy style.  I didn't last very long.  A few good
thrusts I poured my load into Sheena's gaping hole.  I pulled my cock out
and gently lubricated her asshole.

   We lay together in bed for a long time.

   That day we ate, bathed and fucked in every conceivable place in the
house.  Both of them love getting fucked in the ass.  I must have done it
five or six times that day.  When I could no longer get it up, we used
other things.  I learned that a really nice device is a cold cucumber. 
Once in the living room, Margie was laying face down across a love seat
sucking my cock while Sheena was fucking her in the ass with a cucumber
that Sheena held in her mouth.

   At the end of that day, we all knew that we would never separate. 
Sheena and I went back to the city the next day.  Thereafter we have spent
all our weekends with Margie.  All of us are completely fulfilled. 
Although each of us has other friends, we don't have any need for love or
sex outside our unique relationship.

   Although, Sheena and Margie are, by definition, bi-sexuals, they are not
attracted to any other women or men.  I believe that I am strictly
heterosexual.  Although, in every fucking session, I fuck both of them in
their ass at least once, and they tongue-fuck my ass, I have no desire to
try this with another man or another woman.

   We stayed in that part of the country for about a year after that 4th of
July weekend.  Sheena got a lucrative job at the other end of the country,
and moved out there.  Margie sold her house, and I resigned from my job. 
Both of us moved out to live with Sheena.  We now live together in a large
house...  and just love each other.

   We now try everything that three people can possibly do.  We try bondage
sometimes.  I've "raped" both of them.  I sometimes play the role of a
woman, where they rape me by butt-fucking me with a dildo.  We can't get
enough of each other.  When we come home from work, we relax in bed.  We
fuck almost every evening.

   Our relationship has flowered to a point where we don't consider
ourselves as three separate individuals, but rather one soul accidentally
divided up into three bodies.  I think when one of us dies, the other two
will die shortly afterward.

   By the way, to keep up appearances, Sheena and I officially got
"married".  h Margie, my mother-in-law, joined us on our honeymoon.

   As I stated at the beginning of this story, all three of us contributed
to this report.  The typing was interrupted several times, as we indulged
in a couple of bouts.  Right now, my Margie is tongue-fucking Sheena, and
she wants my cock.