Good Therapy

by JetBoy

I wanted to write a story of lesbian incest in which one of the lovers is pregnant, and this is the result. It's adapted from the second half of a story entitled "My Life as a Doula" by PlanetDweller, easily found on the www.asstr.org website. Precious little of the original story is left in this version, though, and the last two-thirds of this tale are all my own creation. As ever, any faults you find here are my own, and should not be blamed on PlanetDweller, to whom I owe fervent thanks for the inspiration.

My name is Carly Benetton. I am a woman's therapist employed by the Pembroke Center, which functions both as a gynecology clinic and a health center for expectant mothers. It's a job I love, especially since I get to meet some incredibly sexy girls and women in the course of my working day.

Yes, I am a lesbian, and I've made some very hot sexual connections with females that I met through my job. This story is about how one of those special encounters, and how it changed my life.

Tammy Parker was a single mother of thirty-five with a fifteen-year-old daughter named Mist. She'd been trying for the last few years to conceive again, which is why she became one of my patients... first, to get herself artificially inseminated; then, to receive therapy that would help prepare her to deliver the baby girl she was now happily expecting.

At that time, I'd known Tammy for about five years. She was a free spirit; a wild and warm woman with bright red hair and a zest for life that was utterly contagious.

Mist had been a rough delivery for her. She had insisted on a vaginal birth, even after a long, painful labor, with her doctor all but insisting that she opt for a C-section. She held firm, though, and later told me that, painful as it had been, Mist's birth had been the most joyous experience of her life.

She was determined to give birth to her new baby vaginally as well... only this time she was relying on our clinic to prepare her for the delivery. And her daughter Mist would be an enthusiastic participant in the entire process.

Tammy was overjoyed and very proud to have Mist helping her through the pregnancy, especially since she was unattached at the time, with no partner to be there when she gave birth.

I'd had mother and daughter in for sessions before, mostly limited to discussion. On this day, though, I would be teaching Mist how to give her mom vaginal massages, which would ultimately make Tammy's delivery a much more comfortable one.

Most women would have felt a little strange about allowing their own daughters to touch them in such an intimate way, but Tammy was an ardent feminist who thought it would be a positive bonding experience for them both — not to mention a useful lesson for when Mist had children, if she chose to.

Tammy knew about my own preference for women, being a lesbian herself... though she and I had never been lovers. What she didn't know was that I'd enjoyed sexual relations several times before with girls who were about the same age as her daughter.

I had a real knack for putting teenage girls at ease during their first gynecology exam, so most of that work at the Pembroke Center fell to me... and I'd ended up teaching some of them much more about their bodies than they had expected, bringing them to orgasm during my examination. I'd even had brief sexual relationships with a few of these teen nymphs, taking them into my bed for some very loving fun and games.

Anyhow, the thought of teaching the utterly adorable Mist how to massage her mother's vagina had me tingling with anticipation... and I had a feeling that Tammy would enjoy it more than she expected. In fact, I was hoping for that.

Taking a moment to center my energy, I paged the reception desk and asked that my next patients be sent in.

Tammy, full-bellied and absolutely glowing, entered the room and hugged me affectionately as I rose to meet her. Mist followed after — a freckled redhead like her mother, all bare-legged and coltish in her cut-off denim shorts. God, they were beautiful together, filling me with a warmth that left me light-headed.

Mist hugged me too, smelling of jasmine. "Mom says you're gonna teach me how to help her with the actual birth part today, Carly!" Her eyes sparkled with excitement.

"Mmm-hmm... I'm going to teach you how to help your mother work the muscles of her birth canal, so the baby can come out easier when she delivers."

"Cool!" she squealed. "I'm so thrilled about having a new sister!" She grinned, tilting her head in Tammy's direction. "I've bugged Mom about it for years."

"She did, too," Tammy replied with a smile, "I used to find little notes hidden around the house. WHERE'S MY BABY SISTER?, they'd read." She laughed joyfully. "I saved all of them, too."

Mist grinned. "And one day, when my sister's old enough, I'll take out the scrapbook and let her see them... so she'll know just how much I wanted her."

"She'll be one lucky little girl, to have a big sister like you," I laughed. "So... are you both ready to start?" They nodded.

I'm a New Age oriented therapist, so my next instruction wasn't as odd as it might seem to most. "Okay then... let's get undressed," I murmured as I dimmed the lights, then pushed the button on my CD player. The soft, contemplative sound of Sufi meditational music could now be heard.

We helped each other out of our clothes. I'd seen Tammy naked before, in the course of our previous sessions, and she was radiant and beautiful in her sixth month of pregnancy... but Mist looked so utterly bewitching in the nude that I just wanted to gobble her up.

Tammy lay down on her side atop the padded surface of the massage table as I eased a pillow beneath her tummy, then I turned to Mist. "I'm going to give your mom a body rub, before we start the birth canal massage."

"Can I help with that, Carly?" Mist asked shyly.

"Sure, if your mom doesn't mind."

"Oh, Mom doesn't mind..." Tammy smiled, already relaxed on the table.

Standing beside me, a naked fifteen-year-old Mist eagerly watched as I poured scented oil into my hands, then began to rub it into her mother's back. As I worked my way down the slight curve of Tammy's spine, Mist moved up to knead her mom's shoulders. I rubbed Tammy's shapely ass for a while, then began to massage her anus — pressing a finger between her cheeks, then slipping it deep into her rectum. Mist was fascinated by what I was doing, staring wide-eyed as I probed Tammy's bottom, her mother purring with pleasure all the while.

Feeling a bit daring, I turned to Mist. "Would you like to do this, honey?" I whispered.

Her face lit up. "Sure... can I, Mom?"

Tammy paused. "Okay, baby."

I moved back, and Mist placed the tip of her finger against Tammy's anal crease... then her eyes widened in wonder as she slid the digit deep into her mother's bottom. "Wow," she whispered.

"Oooohhhhhh, that's so nice..." Tammy exhaled contentedly, relaxing to the combined touches of her daughter and me.

As Mist probed her mother's rectum, I began a preliminary pudendal massage on Tammy... opening her cunt up to my touch, then working two fingers gently inside her, Mist gasped in surprise, then giggled when she felt my fingers through her mother's vaginal wall.

Tammy was really getting into our mutual exploration of her body... and before too long she was panting furiously in orgasm. I had warned her that she would probably become sexually stimulated when I massaged her vagina, but the intensity of her climax both surprised and thrilled me... and Mist was clearly delighted at having helped to make her mother feel so good. This was perfect — the mood in the room was exactly as I wanted it.

Once Tammy had recovered, I helped her to sit up on the table for the next stage of her therapy. With Mist to my left, I showed her how to rub and massage her mother's nipples.

As Mist fondled her mother's breasts, her eyes dancing excitedly, I leaned into Tammy and kissed her, my hand slipping between her thighs. As my fingers brushed her pussy, I parted my lips and slid my tongue into Tammy's mouth. I figured that she was so turned on at that point that she would let me kiss her like a lover in front of her daughter... and when she began kissing me back after only a moment's hesitation, I knew I was right. Soon she was cupping my breasts as our mouths played sweet games together.

I was ecstatic. Now it was time to get Mist more intimately involved...

I broke our kiss, turned to Mist and asked as innocently as I could, "Would you like to suck on your mom's nipples now?"

Her mouth fell open, and Tammy shot me a surprised glance, but I went on to explain to them both, "The baby's going to be constantly nursing on them, and she won't necessarily be gentle. Your nipples need to be toughened up before she arrives, Tammy." I turned to Mist. "So... if your mom doesn't mind, you can take turns sucking and lightly, lightly biting on each nipple to make them less sensitive. Okay?" I finished, cocking my head slightly in a gesture of inquiry to Tammy.

"Well... okay. I guess so." Tammy said quietly. Mist slowly nodded her head.

Spreading a sheet over the couch to keep the massage oil from staining it, we three sat down together — Mist on one side of her mom, me on the other.

I smiled reassuringly at the slightly nervous girl. "Okay, Mist... watch me, and do what I do."

I cupped Tammy's left breast in hand and indicated to Mist that she follow my lead. I parted my lips, took Tammy's nipple into my mouth and lightly suckled it. Mist mimicked me. Pulling back slightly and turning so Mist could see, I took the pink tip of Tammy's breast between my teeth and lightly nibbled it. Mist did the same.

"Oh... ohhhhhh! Oh, Carly, oh my darling Mist. That feels so... so heavenly!" Tammy gasped, nearly overcome by the sensation of our mouths on her nipples.

Mist and I continued to suckle Tammy as my hand slid down to her pussy which, by this time, was incredibly hot and juicy. At the Pembroke clinic, sexual therapy is part and parcel of what we do... and right then, this lovely mother-to-be was very much in need of release.

I lifted my face from Tammy's chest. "Time to learn how to do the vaginal massage for your mom, Mist." I whispered to the fifteen-year-old, who seemed utterly intoxicated by the pleasure of sucking and playing with her mother's breast.

Then she raised her head to grin at me. "Don't you mean 'pussy massage,' Carly?" Mist asked with a giggle. "That's what I heard Mom call it yesterday."

"We can call it that if you like, honey," I laughed.

Tammy scooted to the edge of the couch as Mist and I met between her mother's legs. She smiled at me. God, she was the loveliest girl...

I couldn't help what I did next — kissed Mist full on the lips. I had no idea how she would respond, much less her mother... but then she kissed me back. Tammy saw what we were doing, and her eyes widened in surprise. For a brief moment I thought she might stop us, but then she simply smiled and relaxed, watching us with interest.

Mist and I continued to kiss, our tongues gradually coming into play as things grew increasingly passionate between us. She began to fondle my breasts and nipples as we kissed... and needless to say, I didn't mind that at all.

My hand slowly rose to touch her own slight breasts, marveling at their softness. We broke our kiss, and Mist reached down to gently graze my pussy with her fingertips. I touched hers in happy reply, finding her moist and sticky.

She closed her eyes and moaned softly, "Oh." Then she smiled bashfully at me. "After you show me how to massage Mom... will you —" She bit her lip, suddenly blushing, but soldiered on. "Would you touch me d-down there, Carly?"

My heart throbbed with excitement... but I tried to maintain a calm exterior. "That's up to your mother, honey," I said gently.

Mist turned to Tammy. "Mom? Mom, please, can she?"

There was a thoughtful silence for a moment, then Tammy said "We'll see, baby."

Mist and I knelt before her mother. Tammy's cunt smelled incredible, her own musky aroma combined with the strawberry-scented massage oil I'd anointed her with earlier. I placed my hand at the fleshy juncture between her thighs and went to work.

One, then two, then four fingers, then my entire hand easily slid inside her body. Mist just stared, utterly enthralled at the sight of her mother's pussy accepting my hand, Tammy panting with pleasure as I fucked her.

Finally I turned to Mist and murmured, "Now you try it."

The girl quickly positioned herself between her mother's legs, and my heart raced as I watched Mist ease her fingers into Tammy's warm, wet vagina. It wasn't sixty seconds later that her hand was buried to the wrist inside her mom, the girl's face alight with joy as she worked it in and out, in and out.

I watched Mist, offering a few tips as I sucked Tammy's juices from my sticky fingers, loving the thick, earthy taste of her. "Twist it a little, move it around... that's it. This helps to open her up for the baby." Then I smiled meaningfully at Mist. "And it feels good for your mom, too — especially when you do this." and I showed Mist how to touch her mother's clitoris while giving her the vaginal massage.

By this time, Tammy had closed her eyes and was miles away, drifting on a sea of sexual ecstasy. I began to fondle her breasts, while Mist worked on her pussy and clit... and within the next couple of minutes, she was once again writhing in orgasm, panting furiously.

As Tammy, now slumped against the back of the couch, recovered from her climax, I leaned over to kiss Mist again. She responded quickly, her tongue darting into my mouth. We kissed like lovers for a long, delightful moment... then she drew back, her face flushed with excitement.

"So, Carly... you said th-that you'd touch my pussy too, right?"

"Only if your mother says 'yes', that's what I said." I replied with a loving smile, stroking her face, glancing over to Tammy for approval.

"Yes... " Tammy sighed happily, giddy in the aftermath of her pleasure. "Touch my baby, Carly. Make her feel good."

Mist sat next to her mom on the couch, spreading her legs wide for me. Pretty much all pretense of therapy was gone at that point. I knelt before the girl, admiring her beautiful, lightly-downed pussy, savoring the tantalizing scent of female arousal.

I glanced up into Mist's face... her lips were parted, and she was palming her slight breasts as she stared at me, awaiting my touch.

I allowed the tip of a finger to tease the girl's rosy slit, and Mist whimpered softly.

"Do you like how that feels, honey?" I whispered. She nodded, too thrilled to speak. "Well," I continued, "I want to do something even nicer to you." And I slowly licked my lips, my eyes burning into hers.

Lowering my face between her thighs, my mouth went right to Mist's vagina to place a soft kiss upon the sweet pink flesh.

"Ooooohhhh, Carly," she moaned, a ripple of pleasure coursing through her slender frame.

Extending my tongue, I took a long slow lick that trailed upward from her vaginal opening through the labia, ending with a flick to her tiny clitoris.

A cry burst from Mist's throat. Seizing my head, she drew my face even deeper between her thighs with shaking hands. I pressed my mouth into her sex and licked again, hungering for more — more! —of this exquisite young girl.

"Mmmm, yes, Carly," Mist moaned, "lick my pussy, oh yes, you do it so good...!"

I went down on Mist eagerly; then, as her mother knelt on the carpet beside me, drew back to give Tammy a good view of her daughter's glistening pussy, now inches away from her wide-eyed face. I began to gently finger Mist as I leaned close to Tammy's ear.

"Want to taste her...?" I whispered, then lightly bit my friend's earlobe.

Tammy trembled, but didn't move. She just sat there in a daze, clearly torn between her fear of breaking the taboo of incest... and a newfound, unexpected desire that shone so clearly in her eyes.

Wanting to nudge Tammy into letting go of her inhibitions, I turned her face to mine and kissed her, Mist's wetness still coating my lips. She gasped as she realized what I was doing... and I let my tongue slip into her mouth, giving Tammy a real taste of her daughter.

She froze for a second or two... then with a little moan, her own tongue came to life. She licked her way around my mouth, humming with delight as she sampled the tart flavor of her own child's sex.

Finally I pulled away and gestured toward Mist, who was breathing heavily as I continued to lightly stroke her wet pussy. "Go on," I whispered to Tammy, "lick her. She wants you to..."

Lips parted, Mist stared hopefully at her mother. "Please, Mom," she breathed. "Please."

Moving as if in a dream, Tammy nudged her way between her daughter's thighs. She was trembling with excitement as she slowly lowered her face to Mist's cunt and began to lick.

Mist's response was instantaneous. "Oh, MOM!" she cried. "Ohhhhh... yeah, that feels — fantastic!"

Tammy murmured ecstatically into Mist's pussy in response, the liquid sounds of mouth and cunt making a sweet music... the scent of womanhood sharp in the air as mother continued to pleasure daughter.

"Oh," Mist moaned. "Mmmm, oh yes — love me, Mom."

Wanting to join in the fun, I positioned myself behind Tammy's upraised bottom... dipping my head to press a kiss into her slit, then licking the length of her cunt with the flat of my tongue. She gasped, but kept her own mouth fastened to Mist's pussy. The girl was quivering like a plucked bass string, hands clutching at her mother's head. "Oh, yeah," she raved, "oooooohhh, so nice..."

Feeling deliciously lewd, I parted Tammy's buttocks with my hands and began to lick at her asshole. I circled the rim of her anus with my tongue as my fingers slipped between her legs to explore her pussy. The ass is, I think, my favorite part of a woman's body... and the apple-round shapeliness of Tammy's bottom had my lust soaring. I pressed the tip of my tongue against her pucker, trying to penetrate her rectum.

My eyes shifted up to Mist when a loud cry exploded from her, the girl's body seizing up in climax. "Ohhhh... oh GOD!" she cried, shaking violently from head to toe as she came.

Her mother kept right on pleasuring her daughter, though... and as I continued to lick Tammy's ass, I watched the teen's body buck and rock on the couch as waves of pleasure raged through her slender form. Finally she panted "N-no more, Mom..."

Tammy raised herself to draw her dazed daughter into her arms. I shivered with delight as their mouths met in a hungry kiss, Mist's tongue emerging to sample her essence from her mom's sticky lips. Tammy was palming her daughter's breasts, hands moving in circles to tease the young girl's nipples erect.

Finally, they gently parted, mother and daughter gazing at one another in perfect adoration. "I love you, Mom," Mist whispered, "that was... oh, gosh... it was perfect."

Tammy brushed her girl's lips with trembling fingers. "Oh, baby — I can't believe we're doing this... but I'm so glad it happened."

Then she raised her head to look at me... and smiled.

"Honey..." she purred, turning back to Mist, "I'm afraid that we've been very neglectful. We need to make Carly feel good now." She patted the space on the couch next to Mist, her blue eyes burning into mine. "C'mere, beautiful..." she whispered, beckoning me to her with a curled finger.

I slowly rose onto shaking legs. Joining Mist and her mother on the couch, I parted my thighs, offering myself to these two beautiful women. Tammy knelt before me, then I felt her hands slide up my legs as she leaned closer, her nostrils flaring as she savored the scent of me. "Smells delicious," she happily sighed. And with that, she lowered her face to my cunt and began kissing me there.

At first her oral attentions were gentle, almost soothing... then she grew more aggressive, plunging her face between my thighs to lick me with a probing tongue, then taking my flower into her mouth, her lips pressing against my vulva in the sexiest of French kisses.

As she ate me, pausing now and then to tease my clitoris with tiny flicks of her tongue, Mist and I kissed each other hungrily, my hands stroking as much of her slender body as I could reach... brushing her soft, pert breasts as she cupped mine, then crying out as she bent down to take my nipple into the warmth of her mouth.

Then, as if responding to some silent cue, Tammy and Mist switched places, the adorable teen now on her knees before me. Tammy whispered "Thank you, Carly," as her lips sought mine. I closed my eyes and savored the hot, luscious mouth of my friend... now tantalizingly flavored with the tartness of my cunt. Why had we never made love before?

Tammy's tongue wrestled with mine as Mist burrowed her face between my legs, opening my cunt with her fingers to kiss the wet heat inside. Then I inhaled sharply as she slid two fingers inside me... then a third... then a fourth. Oh, my — was she going to...

I cried out as Mist's hand slipped inside me completely, right up to her wrist... and I felt my vagina open to accept her. Tammy was licking and biting my nipples.

"Oh, that feels SO good," I whispered. "Fuck me. God, fuck me."

Tammy raised her face to mine to thrust her tongue into my mouth for a luscious instant, then slid down to join her daughter between my legs... her fist soon taking the place of Mist's smaller hand inside my body.

God. Pure heaven. Mist hovered above my lap, suckling my clit as Tammy began to give me a full-bore fistfuck, her hand churning almost violently in me. Legs shaking like I'd been hit by a 7.9 earthquake, I came so hard I screamed. I'd never climaxed like that. Never, never.

Mother and daughter smiled at me from their kneeling positions between my legs. I grinned back like an fool... then slid down to the floor to wrap my arms around them both. Tammy placed a hand at the back of my head and drew my face to hers, claiming my lips in a luscious kiss that had my head spinning.

I turned to Mist, seeking out her sweet, girlish mouth. She purred with delight as our lips slid together, tongues engaging playfully.

Then Mist broke away from me, turning to her smiling mother. Tammy closed her eyes, and I gazed in awe while she and her child shared a lover's kiss, the two of them clearly thrilled by this new incestuous bond they had discovered. Truth be told, I was thrilled too... and as they slowly parted, I told Tammy and Mist, "I want to watch you two make love."

Mist rose to her knees, gazing hungrily at her mother. "It's your turn, Mom," she cooed. "I get to taste you now."

Tammy reached out for her daughter's hand, then pressed the girl's palm to her mouth. "My angel," she whispered, "I love you so much!" A tear of joy slowly rolled down her cheek.

With that, they leaned into each other, their mouths coming together once again. My body throbbed with lust as I watched Mist and Tammy swap tongues... such a beautiful sight.

Then the fifteen-year-old nymph gently guided her mother onto her back. "Oh, Mom," Mist breathed, "I've thought about this so many times... I can't believe I'm finally getting to love you like this."

"Y-you've wanted this to... to happen?" Tammy gasped. "For how long?"

Mist smiled. "Nearly a year, Mom — ever since I knew I was gay, like you." She bent to kiss her mother's nipple, pausing to flick it with her tongue... and Tammy arched her back, a whimper escaping her lips. "That's when Paula Thornbeck and I went to bed together." She glanced over at me, flashing a grin as she saw me fingering myself.

Tammy moaned. "You and Paula... oh, my."

"I love her lots, Mom," she cooed, cupping her mother's full breasts, "but then I saw you in the bathroom a couple of days after me and Paula... after we made love that first time. You were getting out of the shower, naked and wet all over." Mist paused to lick Tammy's left nipple, circling the tip of her mother's breast with a playful tongue. "You were so beautiful, Mom, so sexy." She sighed dreamily. "I think, maybe... that I fell in love with you right then." She nuzzled the tuft of soft red hair that nestled in her mother's unshaven armpit, then kissed her there. "Mmmm, Mommy," she murmured, "just the... smell of you gets me hot."

"Baby," Tammy whispered, "I... I never knew. How could I not have known?" She lifted a hand to touch her daughter's cheek.

I moaned, now curling two fingers inside my cunt to massage my G-spot. My body was on fire, set ablaze by the sight of mother and child making love.

"I couldn't stop thinking about you after that, Mom," Mist spoke, her hand slipping between Tammy's thighs to fondle her vulva. "I needed to love you so bad... so many nights I made myself come, just... dreaming of you in bed with me."

A sob issued from Tammy's throat. "Oh, angel," she moaned, "my sweet, sweet little girl..."

"But this... this is even better, Mommy," sighed Mist, rubbing her face against her mother's swollen belly. "Now I get to make love to you — and the baby." The teen was shivering with excitement as she placed hot, open-mouthed kisses all over Tammy's stomach... slowly moving down between the pregnant woman's thighs. "I'm gonna — make both of you mine."

"Mist," gasped Tammy, her face radiant. "Oh, my precious...!"

Mist's kissing mouth traveled down below her mother's navel and into the lush thatch of fiery red hair that covered Tammy's cunt. Pulling back slightly, the fifteen-year-old licked her lips as she studied her mother's sex up close. "I love you, Mommy," she whispered, "and I love your baby." Then she smiled. "Our baby."

And with that, Mist burrowed her face into Tammy's thick pubes, lips parting to claim her mother's sex.

Tammy gave a hoarse cry as her daughter began to feast upon her cunt... and that was it for me — I came, seizing up as a second climax smashed through my body. I was whimpering through clenched teeth, fingers twisting in my vagina. The pleasure swiftly rose to a screaming peak, then slowly, slowly faded to a toast-warm glow.

Panting for breath, I shakily raised myself onto my elbows, not wanting to miss any more of the mother/daughter lovefest than I already had.

Mist was still going down on Tammy, her mouth making wet slurping noises as she eagerly ate pussy. Tammy was caressing her pregnant belly, eyes closed, whispering, "My sweet child... I love you. Oh, I love you." I wondered which of her children she was speaking to. Both, probably.

I moved in closer to take in the awe-inspiring sight... a daughter loving her mother as a woman for the first time. I remembered how desperately I had wanted it to be like that between me and my own mom, who I had desired in a sexual way ever since discovering my love for other girls as a teen. I'd never had the opportunity or courage to tell Mom how I felt about her before she died in a car crash at 45... and the sight of Mist and Tammy sharing their bodies in this new, loving way only made my unfulfilled fantasy all the more poignant.

Mist's mouth was glued to Tammy's cunt, sucking her, drinking down the thick sweetness of her mother's vaginal fluids. I licked my lips in anticipation of when I, too, would get to taste my friend's juices right from the source.

Then Mist was licking her, and I watched in awe as this fifteen-year-old girl lovingly circled the opening of her mother's pussy with her tongue... the whole lower half of her face shiny with Tammy's essence.

I was hesitant to involve myself in this intimate moment between mother and daughter... but it was impossible to simply sit back and watch. I'd only gotten to lick Mist's pussy for a moment before letting Tammy take over, and my mouth was watering for more of her. Also, the sight of her bottom reminded me that I hadn't tasted Mist's cute little ass yet.

I crawled over to kneel behind the slim teenage girl, then began lavishing her cheeks with wet, open-mouthed kisses. Mist twisted her head to stare at me. "Oh, yeah, Carly," she panted, licking her pussy-wet lips. "Kiss my butt. Mmm, yeah, I love that." Then she spun around to plunge her face back between her mother's thighs.

With trembling hands, I gently parted Mist's cheeks to reveal the dark pink rosebud. The sight was breathtaking. I lowered my face to the girl's bottom, then trailed my tongue up through the crack of her ass. The sound of the fifteen-year-old's moan, muffled by her own mother's cunt, was music to my ears... and with that, I pressed my tongue even deeper into Mist's anal cleft.

Tammy's cries were growing louder, her body shivering helplessly as her daughter brought her ever nearer to climax. Clearly, Mist was already skilled in the art of lesbian love... keeping her mother's pleasure simmering without letting her boil over. In the meantime, I licked at Mist's pink star, then burrowed my face between the girl's buttocks to kiss her there.

Just then a strangled cry broke from Tammy, her body bucking upon the padded floor as she approached orgasm. Her breasts were bouncing wildly, her big belly quivering. Mist was hanging on, gripping her mother's thighs, her mouth still covering Tammy's cunt — at least, that's how it looked from over the gentle slope of the teen girl's back as I continued to rim her asshole as best I could.

Tammy's clutched frantically at Mist's shoulder, her eyes huge, hands shaking. "Oh, b-baby... Oh my GOD..." And she began to scream as her ecstasy redoubled, driven to a frenzied orgasm by her daughter's hot, sucking mouth. Her cry grew louder, wilder, finally reaching a passionate crescendo as Mist took her even higher... then Tammy froze, her body rigid for a long, silent moment before the breath seemed to rush from her lungs, and she went limp.

Mist lifted her face from her mother's vulva, licking her lips, then rested her head upon Tammy's thigh. Reaching up to touch the bulging belly of her panting mother, the teen girl smiled blissfully. "Love you, Mommy," she sighed.

"Love you, baby..." Tammy managed, still breathing heavily.

I'd stopped tonguing Mist's anus while she was taking her mother through her orgasm... but now that Tammy had been sated, I began to rim Mist again, pleasuring this luscious young girl with everything I had. My hand slipped between her thighs to toy with her downy slit while my tongue probed wetly between her buttocks. She whimpered, squirming her ass back against me when I allowed my thumb to enter her — just the tip at first, then I pressed deeper, penetrating the girl far enough to touch her hymen. Hmmm, interesting... she was still a virgin.

I could hear the sounds of kissing, and raised my eyes to see Tammy, kneeling before her daughter, their mouths playing a sweet duet of love. My friend's tongue fluttered like a ribbon between Mist's parted lips.

Then Tammy lay down on her back and slid underneath her lovely teenager, who was still on all fours. I couldn't exactly see what she was doing to Mist while my lips were fastened to the girl's butt crack, but from the position of Tammy's body, it looked as if she was sucking her daughter's breasts.

Sure enough, I soon heard Mist coo, "Ooooh, yeah, Mommy — bite my nipples." Then she squealed with delight. "Oh! Uh-huh, just like that..."

I began to roll my thumb around inside Mist's vagina, pressing against the wall of her tight pussy to pleasure my young lover without breaking her hymen... then allowing my index finger to brush the nub of her clitoris.

"Oh!" she cried out, throwing her head back. "C-Carly, oh God that feels so, s-so good! Oh, yeah, do m-my pussy... mmmm, yes! YES!" Mist's body jolted helplessly, a hoarse scream tearing loose from her throat as she suddenly came.

Her mother and I kept pleasuring her, taking her through the wild, wonderful ride of her climax. I used my fingers and mouth to keep Mist's orgasm going, pushing the girl to the absolute limit of ecstasy. Finally, it was clear that she could take no more, so I stopped stroking her clit... and Mist slowly slumped onto her side, gasping for breath.

My heart swelled as I took in the lovely sight of Mist, her hair tousled, body glistening and flushed from head to toe, lying on her side and cradling her mother's face to her breasts. Tammy was licking languidly at her daughter's nipples. I joined them on the floor, and they welcomed me into their arms.

Then we three climbed onto the couch to cuddle, sharing kisses back and forth, caressing each other's naked bodies in a deliciously sensual way.

I'd purposely made Tammy and Mist my last appointment of the day. There was nowhere else I had to be, and the entire evening was free to spend with my new lovers. And that, I realized, was exactly what I wanted. Tammy and her daughter seemed to feel the same way — they made no move to depart, or even get dressed. It was as if the three of us were under a magic spell that no one wanted to break.

Finally, I made a suggestion, suddenly feeling shy as a schoolgirl. "Would you both like to stay at my place tonight? I have plenty of food — and I've got a bed that's big enough for us all to share..."

Mother and daughter exchanged a look, then they both smiled. "Sure," Tammy murmured, her fingers lightly teasing my cunt. "That sounds lovely."

I have a shower in the private bathroom adjoining my office, so I suggested that we wash up before leaving. Tammy and Mist happily agreed, so after rising from the couch to stretch our limbs, we were soon washing one another's sticky, sweaty bodies beneath a lovely torrent of hot water. The cubicle is only big enough for two, so we simply left the shower door open and took turns getting clean, kissing and making out like kids on a first date. We got water all over the bathroom floor, but had a marvelous time.

Once we had emerged from the steamy cubicle, our bodies now a lovely shade of pink, I laid all the extra towels out on the bathroom floor to soak up the puddles we were leaving behind. Then we all helped to dry one another which, as you can imagine, was oodles of fun... but took much longer than it had to. We were like children given wondrous new toys, so reluctant to stop playing. As we toweled each other, pausing often for luscious kisses and fondlings, there was a very real temptation for us to make love again, right then and there... but somehow we managed to resist. Instead, we gathered up our scattered clothes and quickly dressed, the moment filled with anticipation of what the night would bring us.

Tammy and Mist followed me in their car as I negotiated the twisting roads that led to my home. Once arrived, I ushered them inside... and once the door had closed behind us we just stood there for a moment, grinning foolishly at one another, ready for anything.

"How about dinner?" I finally said.

This met with enthused approval, and I invited Mist and Tammy into the kitchen to join me while I threw something together. They wanted to help... so I dug into my larder, and the three of us pitched in to conjure up a lovely supper of pasta with marinara sauce, a salad and garlic bread. I opened a nice Cabernet, and we sat down to our humble feast and tucked in.

I was incredibly hungry, and my guests clearly were as well, so we made short work of the meal. The mood was one of exuberance — fixing dinner with Tammy and Mist had been incredibly fun, and we couldn't stop smiling and giggling as we ate.

The wine turned out to be excellent, and we called on Mist to make a toast. She stood, looked back and forth at her mother and I, then raised her glass and softly said, "To us."

"To us," Tammy and I echoed... and when I glanced into my friend's eyes, I seemed to fall into them. We gazed at each other for an eternity that only lasted for a few seconds, and something passed between us, something warm and beautiful. I think that was when I first realized that this was more than one of my casual lesbian sex romps. Much more.

Then I turned to Mist, who gave me a smile as big and bright as the sun... and I felt a surge of adoration for her, too.

I wasn't sure what was happening to me, but I liked it — and rising from my seat, I purred, "I think we'll have dessert in the bedroom." Taking the bottle of wine, I beckoned Tammy and Mist to follow, adding, "Leave the dishes," with a wink.

We climbed the stairs, a tangible excitation in the air that seemed to positively crackle. The lovemaking we had enjoyed earlier now seemed like a mere appetizer, and we were already ravenous for more. I ached to sample every imaginable sexual delight with this pregnant goddess and her luscious nymph of a daughter... and Tammy and Mist were clearly eager to explore their new relationship as lovers.

Entering my bedroom, I set down the wine bottle and turned to my guests, only to have both mother and daughter take me in their arms. I wrapped my arms around their bodies, and we simply held each other for a long, lovely while. Then I sought out Tammy's mouth with my own, and we enjoyed a gentle French kiss. Then Tammy turned to her daughter, their mouths meeting, tongues dancing. When Mist kissed me, I melted into her, licking at her lower lip... and she sucked playfully at my tongue.

Our kisses grew increasingly urgent... and our hands began to wander and explore the curves and planes of each other's bodies. Mist's fingers were toying with my right nipple as I slid a hand beneath her mother's top to stroke her swollen belly, while Tammy's tongue trailed its way around the edge of my ear. Our heartbeats seemed to accelerate in unison, the excitement level increasing dramatically by the second.

And then we were undressing each other in a very unhurried way, as if we had all the time in the world to make love. A button unfastened here, a portion of skin bared there, the sound of a zipper being tugged down... we were playing out a slow, slow dance of seduction, making each moment count. I tugged Mist's tank top up and off, bent to place a soft kiss upon her shoulder, then stepped out of my panties as Tammy slid them down to my ankles. No words were spoken... none were needed.

Finally, we were all naked — and Mist squealed "Come on!" followed by a flying leap onto my bed... where she bounced excitedly, as if she were eight instead of fifteen.

I glanced over to Tammy, standing beside me. She smiled and took my hand, and we padded over to the bed, climbing aboard next to Mist, whose eyes were aglow with lust. "I wanna watch you guys fuck now," she cooed.

To hear those wicked words from this sweet young girl... well, my libido was aflame in an instant. I turned to Tammy and seized her in my arms, claiming her luscious mouth with my own. She matched my passion and then some, her tongue darting between my parted lips.

We lay down together, still locked in a fierce embrace. Tammy was fucking my mouth with her tongue, grinding her pregnant body into mine. I dragged my nails down her back, and she broke away long enough to moan "Oh... I love that!"

Her ass demanded to be groped — and I obliged, kneading her generous buttocks with hands that hungered to touch, to fondle, know every inch of this magnificent woman.

My mouth, however, was watering for Tammy's cunt... and it would not be denied.

Pulling away, I quickly positioned Tammy on her side, then twisted around to burrow my face between her thighs. No gentle nuzzlings were wanted now... I plunged into her sex, my greedy mouth drinking deep from a lover's body.

A shiver flickered through me as I felt Tammy placing hot, open-mouthed kisses upon my own cunt... then I inhaled sharply as her tongue probed into the vaginal tunnel, wriggling about deliciously. Tammy's nose was brushing my engorged clitoris, making my body jolt with her every movement.

The entire lower half of my face seemed to be coated with her essence... and still I craved more. Drinking deep from the chalice of my lover's sex, I suddenly wondered if she tasted different because of her pregnancy. I imagined going down on her right after she gave birth, soothing her aching vagina even as I sampled and savored what new flavor her cunt might have.

Tammy and I lay curled on our sides, pleasuring one another with ardent mouths, our bodies forming a sweet circle of womanhood... a circle with an unborn child nestled in the center. Can the baby feel this, sense our loving from inside her mother's womb? I wondered. As I ate Tammy's juicy cunt, I slipped a hand between our bodies, placing it on her belly... wanting to convey all the warmth and joy I felt at that moment to the little one.

Then I felt a crazy surge of joy as Tammy placed her hand atop mine, squeezing it as if to say that she knew my wishes... and shared them. It was a beautiful moment that sent my arousal — and my love —soaring.

My response was to grind my face even deeper into Tammy's wet flesh, going down on her with everything I had. No subtlety here — my objective now was to make her come and come hard. I rolled my tongue around the walls of her vagina... then withdrew to shift my attention to the hard nub of her clitoris, which I sucked between my lips.

Tammy took my cue, quickly moving to envelop my throbbing clit with the warmth of her mouth... and then we were off, both of us passengers on a mad roller coaster of sexual rapture that wrenched us this way and that, ever moving faster, faster... knotting into tangles of pure velocity that swiftly untied themselves, only to twist together all over again; whizzing past blurred flashes of ecstasy, barely glimpsed through speed-narrowed eyes.

Oh, my stars, what a wild ride it was. And it steadily grew ever more intense as Tammy and I each licked and sucked and nibbled at the other's pleasure button. I was spinning, whirling helplessly as that damned roller coaster somehow trapped itself on a loop-the-loop, increasing its speed on each go-round — gravity tearing at me like an insane thing as the world raced by spinning, spinning, oh FUCK --

And then I was coming, wrenched free from the weird whirligig and flying headlong through space, my body strobing to the impossible poundpoundpound of my heart, each beat in perfect rhythm with the throb of orgasm. I plummeted to earth, but somehow never felt myself land.

Finally, my eyes fluttered open.

I was greeted by the sight of Tammy's beautiful cunt, the glistening pink flesh nearly hidden within a thick bush of auburn curls. I moved in to press an affectionate kiss inside the dewy flower, then rested my cheek upon my new lover's inner thigh. A blissful, serene haze enveloped me... and I felt a sudden flush of warmth course through my limbs as Tammy lightly nuzzled my own still-tingling sex.

Then I felt soft hands caressing my body... and I rolled away from Tammy to peer up at the beaming face of Mist, who now knelt beside us. "Gosh," she whispered, her eyes moist as she stroked her mother and me, "that was... that was awesome."

I was out of breath and a bit dizzy... but the sight of this naked girl rejuvenated me, made me want her. Raising myself into a sitting position, I drew Mist into my arms, covering her mouth with my own. My lips were sticky with Tammy's essence, and the cute teen moaned happily as she tasted and delighted in the flavor of her mother.

Tammy was now hugging her daughter from behind, adorning Mist's neck with heated, open-mouthed kisses. A prickle of excitement raced through me as Tammy trailed her tongue up to the girl's ear, pausing to nip at the lobe in a playful fashion. Mist swiveled around to gaze at her, and a lust-filled glance passed between them that made my heart skip a beat. Then their mouths crushed together as they embraced, mother and daughter lost in the forbidden pleasures of incest.

Then Tammy gently broke their kiss, turned to me and with a wicked smile cooed, "C'mon, Carly... I think Mist needs both of us to get her off."

Tammy and I lay the girl down between us and began to touch her... gossamer-light caresses that traveled the length and breadth of Mist's body. She sighed contentedly, lulled into relaxation. But as our touches became less gentle, more intimate, Mist began to squirm in arousal.

Then we began to love her with our mouths as well as our fingers... barely-there kisses, light tongue flicks and teasing love bites intended to drive her frantic with lust. Soon she was moaning in our arms as we lavished affection on her bare body. We were careful, though, not to make Mist come, wanting to take her to the absolute limit of pleasure — and beyond! She would have to beg us for release.

By now I was sucking on Mist's toes, sending delicious shivers through her slim frame... while Tammy licked at her daughter's nipples. I could see her hand tucked between Mist's thighs, fingers lightly stroking at the girl's sticky slit.

Mist was writhing helplessly, eyes wild as she mewled in desperation, needing to come more than she ever had in her life.

"Oh, Mommy," she gasped, "Carly. P-please... let me — ohhhhh, I need to, to..."

In spite of her entreaties, we continued to tease her for just a bit longer... then Tammy's eyes met mine, and she gave me a nod.

I quickly crawled between the redheaded nymph's slender thighs, opened her cunt with my fingers and kissed the sweet pinkness inside. Tammy was manipulating Mist's clitoris as I allowed my tongue to slide deep into the girl's vagina. She tasted wonderful... tart and juicy as an exotic fruit.

I began to tongue-fuck my teenage lover, gazing up the length of her form to watch Tammy enjoy her daughter's breasts... suckling them, then teasing the pert nipples with her teeth. Mist's head was thrown back, her mouth gaping as she held her mother's face to her chest. Her body was shivering from head to toe — she was going to orgasm soon, and it promised to be a monster.

Eager to take this novice lesbian even higher, I brought my hand into play as I continued to lick and suck at Mist's dripping cunt, placing the tip of my index finger against the moist cleft between her buttocks. A shudder flickered through her body at that... and as she sucked in a lungful of air, I slid the finger all the way into her anus with a single steady stroke.

And then Mist exploded in a surge of pleasure that had the girl thrashing about like a wild mare, her heels drumming a tattoo on the mattress as she came. God, did she come. It was all I could do to hang on and not be thrown from the bed by the helpless thrusts of her hips. I held firm, though — my mouth glued to Mist's sex, tongue probing her. I was rolling my finger around inside the teen's anus, moving it in tight little circles... and that only made her buck all the harder.

Tammy and I carried Mist through the arc of her ecstasy, keeping it going until she had climaxed at least four times in succession. Finally she lay limp, her eyes glazed, panting as if she'd just completed a marathon.

I lifted my face from between Mist's thighs as Tammy turned to me, the two of us coming together in a brief but passionate kiss of celebration. Finally we broke apart and lay down alongside Mist, cuddling her between us.

We three lay entwined for a long, wonderful while... serene and contented, occasionally exchanging soft kisses and taking warm swallows of wine from the bottle I'd brought upstairs.

I was amazed at how good it felt – just being with these beautiful women. When it came to relationships, I'd always kept things on a casual basis... guess I just liked playing the field too much, sharing my bed with a steady stream of willing and curious females. But the warmth and affection that I felt in the arms of Tammy and Mist was something else again. It was as if I'd been magically transformed into a teenager with an enormous crush... and I loved it!

The three of us didn't leave the house or put on a stitch of clothing from that Friday night until early Sunday. Well, I threw on a dressing gown when we had Chinese take-out delivered on Saturday night, but otherwise it was all nude, all the time. Mist had made plans to meet with friends on Saturday, but she called them to beg off, claiming she had a headache. And for an amazing thirty-eight hours or so, Tammy, Mist and myself indulged our every sense in a wild bacchanalia of pleasure that the gods on Olympus might have envied.

We made love again and again in every combination, three new lovers exploring every part, every inch of each other's bodies. We fucked ourselves into exhaustion, dozed, then awakened to fuck once more. We'd unwind from our orgies in the hot tub, though even in there we'd make out... which sometimes got the orgy going all over again.

And when we weren't engaged in carnal delights, there were many other ways to pass the time. We watched a Bollywood film from my DVD collection, danced naked to Sixties soul records, fed each other chocolate cake with our fingers, even had an impromptu yoga session. I read to Tammy and Mist from the love poems of John Donne, and Tammy told our fortunes with a Tarot deck I had lying around. As for Mist, she fell in love with my tabby cat Percival, and played with him every chance she got.

But that wasn't all — we also shared our souls. I found myself opening up to Mist and Tammy in a way I seldom did with my lovers, giving them the chance to see me as I honestly was... all the while getting to know them better, too.

And Tammy and Mist were discovering one another in a different way... mother and daughter adding a sexual dimension to their relationship, joyfully exploring a new life together as women in love.

There was one more particularly special moment that I want to tell you about. We were curled together on the bed, all flushed and glowing from our lovemaking. We'd just engaged in an oral daisy chain; the three of us licking each other's cunts at the same time.

Anyhow, Mist twisted around to smile at her mother and murmured, "Say, Mom... do you have one of those strap-on cock thingies?"

Tammy arched an eyebrow at her daughter. "Well... yes, I do. Why do you ask?"

Blushing sweetly, Mist replied. "Um, I'm — well, the thing is, I'm still a virgin, Mom... and I'd kinda like for you to be my first fuck."

Tammy's eyes widened. "Mist!" she gasped, "Is that... are you sure that's really what you want? You shouldn't rush into--"

Mist placed a finger against her mother's lips to shush her. "It's been a fantasy of mine, Mom," she whispered. "Ever since I knew that I... that I wanted you. God, I've made myself come so many times, just imagining you on top of me, taking me with your cock... totally making me yours." She cupped Tammy's cheek, her eyes shining with love.

Tammy was overcome with emotion. "Oh... oh, my God, Mist," she breathed, her eyes suddenly moist. "I don't know what to say…"

Mist sighed happily. "I... I never believed it could actually happen, Mom. It was just a, a crazy dream I used to get myself off. But now that we've made love..." She touched her mother's swollen belly. "I know you can't fuck me just yet... but — after the baby is born, I hope you will, Mom. You'll b-be making my dream come true." She took her mother's hand, pressing it to her lips. "Oh, Mom — please say yes! I don't want anyone but you to do it..."

Tammy stared at the ceiling. "How can I say no?" she whispered, her face alight with wonder. She turned to Mist. "Sweet baby," she cooed, "If you want me to be your first... nothing would make me happier." She drew Mist close, cradling the teen's face to her breasts. Then she glanced at me, her eyes brimming with happy tears. "I've got a date with my little girl, Carly," she whispered. "She wants me to fuck her."

I was on the verge of tears myself, overwhelmed by this incredible love between mother and daughter. "I think it's a beautiful thing, Tammy... and you are a very lucky woman."

Then we were all hugging... and it was only moments before the three of us were making love again, our lust rekindled.

Our weekend was a wonderful vacation from the cares of the world, and I was sorry to see it end. Tammy had to work on Sunday, though, and I'd committed myself to a staff meeting at the clinic that same afternoon. So mother and daughter bid me a fond goodbye, we kissed passionately, and I waved as they slowly drove away.

Ah, but before they left, Tammy and Mist made plans with me to get together for dinner on Monday night at a local French restaurant. It was a marvelous evening, too — we enjoyed a fine meal, then nipped back to their place for fun and games. All of which, needless to say, we played naked.

Over the next few weeks, the three of us spent every spare moment in each other's company — and that includes more than a few overnight sleepovers. I even drove Mist to school one morning and, wild woman that I am, fingered her to a lovely orgasm before I dropped her off.

The sex continued to be nothing short of incredible... and the time I spent with Tammy and Mist with our clothes on was a joy, too. Getting to know them both, as friends and lovers, moved me to reevaluate a few things I'd always taken for granted about myself. As I mentioned earlier, I'd always been one for the casual, commitment-free relationship. Oh, there had been roommates, in my less affluent days, but I had never shared my space with a lover... and shunned serious romance as if it carried the plague. I'd always been a player, jumping into bed with any available female that took my fancy.

But the hours, the days, the nights spent with Mist and Tammy had me wanting something different.

Suddenly I wasn't seen at the Hot Spur on Fridays, trolling for young cuties. I abandoned the lesbian chat room. I bought a very expensive new outfit — complete with sexy underwear — just to dazzle Tammy and Mist for a night out on the town. I sent them flowers and spent hours making each of them a personalized mix CD. They had an ice cream cake delivered to my door, festooned with pink frosting hearts... and one night they tied me to a chair in my living room and performed for me, doing a nicely choreographed song-and-dance rendition of "I Only Have Eyes for You," while stripping naked, one item of clothing at a time… then they got into a mother-daughter sex show on the floor at my bound feet that nearly gave yours truly a heart attack — not to mention got me so fucking wet that I had to have the chair professionally cleaned. I wouldn't let Tammy pay for it, either.

After three weeks of this craziness, I knew I was in love.

It shook me up, I'll tell you... but I was determined not to let this chance for happiness slip through my fingers. I invited Tammy and Mist over for dinner on Friday, then spent a couple of days making preparations.

By the time the doorbell rang on Friday, I was a bundle of nerves... but as I opened the door to let them in, all the tension that was churning through my tummy simply melted away at the sight of their smiling faces. I was a woman in love, and everything was perfect.

We dined on a sumptuous feast of chicken in a orange glaze, a wild rice casserole and steamed vegetables, with black bottom pie for dessert. Then I brought out a bottle of vintage Reisling, and we toasted one another. Then, my heart racing with excitement, I took out three tiny black velvet boxes and gave one apiece to Tammy and Mist.

I watched as mother and daughter opened the boxes, then flipped the top of my own... their eyes widening in unison at the sight of the trio of matching rings I had purchased.

And I simply said, "I love you both, and I want to be a part of your lives... will you move in with me?"

The next thing I knew, Tammy, Mist and I were hugging tightly, all of us sobbing as we tearfully exchanged vows of devotion. I was deliriously happy... and, truth be told, a little wistful that I'd spent so many years running away from this kind of love.

Before long our hugs and kisses began to grow increasingly heated, so we tiptoed up the stairs to the bedroom, shedding our clothes as we went. By the time we reached my bed – our bed — we were all naked and ready to play. And play we did... losing ourselves in an evening of wild sex that I still remember vividly. All the heat and passion we had already explored together was there, now flavored with the spice of romance.

A few weeks later, we had a small ceremony in which Tammy and I were joined together, as lovers and life partners. Mist slipped the rings on our fingers, which all our friends thought was adorable... but nobody noticed that she wore a ring of her own, one exactly like ours. Tammy and I had placed it on her finger the previous night as we lay together in bed, still radiant from the lovemaking we had just enjoyed.

So Tammy and I were united as a couple, everyone cheered, we had a great party afterward, confetti was thrown... then my lovers and I waved goodbye to the guests, jumped in the car and squealed away in a crunch of gravel for our honeymoon. We'd rented this very private luxury cabin in the mountains nearby, where we spent three amazing days celebrating our new life together.

*****

That was five years ago. The three of us are still together, still blissfully content.

Mist attends a local college, and occasionally enjoys herself with other girls, some of whom she brings home to romp with in her room... but she always returns to the big bed that her mother and I share, where we three renew our secret bond — this wondrous triangle of love and lust that unites us.

Oh, and then there's the fourth member of our happy household -- the one who brought us together in the first place, when you think about it...

Pony Myrtle Parker was born nearly a month after our ceremony. The birth was performed by a midwife I know, so it took place in our home. And after the midwife had shared a congratulatory glass of wine with us and departed, Mist and I undressed and climbed into bed with the new mother to make gentle love to her. And yes, we both took turns going down on Tammy, soothing her vagina with our mouths as she nursed our daughter.

That was such an amazing experience that we made it part of our sex lives for awhile... Tammy, Mist and I sharing our bodies as lovers while Pony fed at her mother's breast, all four of us gloriously nude.

I still carry a picture in my mind — an image viewed while lying between Tammy's thighs, mouth buried in her red pubes as I drink of her thick, sweet nectar. I'm gazing at Mist's flawless bottom as she perches upon her mother's face; then at Tammy, happily licking at the juicy cunt of her daughter. And all the while, little Pony is nestled in Tammy's arm, taking milk from her mommy's nipple. I'm not sure I'll ever have a lovelier erotic memory.

Unless it happens to be the night, two weeks after Pony's birth, when Tammy kept her promise to Mist and took her daughter's virginity. I prepared Mist for her mother, licking her slit while she sucked at the seven-inch latex cock that jutted proudly from her mother's waist.

It was a breathtaking sight, watching Tammy lower her naked body onto that of her daughter, slowly entering Mist until the tip of her cock rested against the girl's hymen. Tammy and I each took one of Mist's hands... fingers entwining as our virgin lover inhaled deeply, bracing herself for her mom's penetration.

Mist cried out loud when Tammy's cock broke through the thin membrane, her face contorting with pain. She wouldn't allow her mother to pull out, though, wrapping her legs around Tammy's ass to hold her in place while she waited for the hurt to lessen... trying her best to accommodate the seven inches of latex that now filled her.. Finally she whispered, "Okay, Mom, I'm ready... just go slow."

God, it was beautiful. The tears were still drying on her cheeks, but Mist's face gradually grew radiant with joy as Tammy began to move her hips — only an inch or two at a time, at first.

And soon mother and daughter were really fucking, their bodies grinding lewdly, mouths pressed together in the most torrid of French kisses... and I frantically masturbated while I watched my lovers from a ringside seat, right next to them on our bed.

It was a hell of a night, one that left Mist with an abiding passion for strap-on sex. And the little minx loved to fuck — every bit as much as she loved to be fucked. Tammy's cock, along with a few other bad-girl toys that we owned, became a crucial part of our collective sex life after that night.

Pony is four now, about to begin nursery school... and she is the most charming, delightful child imaginable. I certainly never saw myself as the maternal type, back in those younger, wilder days, but raising Pony together with my lovers has brought me a profound sense of fulfillment. Corny as it sounds, I consider myself blessed.

Our little girl understands that Tammy and I are a couple, and has even seen us make love a few times... but we are keeping big sister Mist's role in our sex lives a secret from Pony until she is old enough to understand.

It was Mist who was the first to bring up the subject of bringing Pony into our incestuous relationship, broaching the idea soon after the child had turned three. Mist adores her baby sister, and wants her to be a part of the passion and pleasure that she, her mother and I have shared for five years.

We spent hours discussing the pros and cons of making love to our little girl... and in the end, Mist's heartfelt arguments won the day.

Here's what we finally decided. Pony is already comfortable in a lesbian household where open nudity and sex are part of our everyday life, and we have always been very physically affectionate with her. When she turns seven, Tammy, Mist and I will sit our child down and tell her about our secret love life... and offer Pony the chance to join the three of us in bed. Mist has already staked her claim on making love to her little sister first, but Tammy and I are also ready and willing to teach our daughter all about the joys of the lesbian life. And knowing Pony as we do, we are all confident that she will say yes.

It's a wonderful feeling... imagining that day, less than three years from now, when we hope to make Pony our new lover. And this anticipation we feel only seems to grow in intensity with the passage of time. Our little girl might make some adorable remark, or skip happily through the living room, or sprawl naked before the television, giggling at a Bugs Bunny cartoon... and Tammy and I will share a secret smile, or Mist will give us both a saucy wink as we dream of the magical night when our sweet trio will become a quartet.