Incest/Taboo Sarah's Little Dividend

Author's note: please read my series from the beginning for the entire story of this incestuous trio, Sarah (daughter), Linda (mother), and Michael (father).

(Third trimester, month eight)

"It's okay, honey, go ahead."

Lying on her right side, Linda Harris stretched out on the big, king-sized bed to face her husband and daughter. All three of them were naked with Michael flat on his back while Sarah straddled him, sitting on his upper thighs.

"Are you sure?" Hesitant, Michael looked at his wife, who had a firm grip on his full, thick erection. The young woman, almost nineteen, bit her lower lip, eyes fixated on her father's noble eight inches. Clearly, she wanted this to happen, as she had done so many times before.

"I'm sure, husband," Linda smiled. "Trust me. The doctor says it's fine during the third trimester if we follow the rules."

"Come on, Dad!" Sarah pleaded impatiently.

"Okay, then." There was no question he wanted to fuck, but the sight of his daughter's huge baby bump, which almost dwarfed her young body, made him instinctively reticent.

Linda pulled the skin taut on Michael's twitching cock as Sarah moved forward, positioning herself over his jutting shaft.

"That's it," Mother smiled. She never tired of the ritual, even after eight long months, as she rubbed her husband's swollen, purple helmet back and forth against his daughter's slick, downy slit, wetting the tip with her juices.

"Go ahead, love."

With a nod, the young woman started lowering herself onto her father's erection. Immediately, Michael groaned with pleasure, buttocks tensing.

"Oh, yes, honey...go ahead." Lust tempered Linda's voice. She loved the sight of Michael's veined cock disappearing, inch by inch, into their daughter until Sarah's bare ass sank all the way down to rest again on her father's body.

"Ahhh, yesss," Sarah sighed, eyes closed as she started to undulate against her father's cock.

"Mmmm, baby...uh-huh, that's it." Linda nodded as her husband started moving against his pregnant daughter from underneath, matching her motions. "You can't get enough of your sweet girl."

"You got that right." Michael, wincing with pleasure, had been fucking his daughter, and their only child, for eight months. He still had trouble believing the baby inside Sarah's tummy was his, but there it was.

"Mmmm, yes...so good..." Sarah, lips parted, looked down at her father as their bodies moved together. Michael gripped her waist as his cock pistoned in and out of his daughter with an increasing rhythm.

Linda loved watching her husband fuck their daughter. Eight months ago, she had become involved with Sarah, much to her surprise. It was then that the young woman expressed a desire to be intimate with her father. In what was truly a rapid succession of events, they went from being a relatively normal family to passionate lovers.

"So be it," Linda said. All three of them now shared one bed.

"Honey, you're leaking again." Mother's voice was hoarse with desire as she watched her daughter's jiggling breasts. Sarah had been lactating for some time, but now her milk production had increased. White fluid beaded on her nipples, which in turn dripped onto the top of her baby bump before streaking down to where their bodies coupled.

"Let me..." Resting a hand on Sarah's swollen tummy, Linda leaned over and took a nipple in her mouth. Immediately, Sarah hissed with pleasure, nodding with approval.

"Uh-huh. Goddamn, YES, Mom!"

Linda, feeding eagerly, quickly drained one breast before moving to the other, eliciting more approval as Sarah's dark red areola disappeared into her mouth. By now, her hand had slid underneath the baby bump to find her daughter's swollen clit. Mother knew how to touch her girl as slender fingers started moving in circles against her wet, pink nubbin. Moans and whimpers of pleasure filled the room.

All the while, Michael fought to keep from coming too soon as he watched them take their pleasure. It was Sarah who broke the spell.

"Oh...ohhh, shit, YES!" Her eyes opened. "Mom! Dad! It's starting to come!"

Immediately, Linda released her daughter's breast and, in a flash, glued her mouth to one of Michael's nipples.

"Fuck, yeah," he growled. "It's time. Let's come together!"

Linda moaned against her husband's chest, her lips curled back as she sucked and teased his hard bud.

Michael and Sarah bucked against each other like crazed animals as an intense surge of pleasure overtook them simultaneously. Linda fell back, watching intently the pure, carnal love between her husband and her daughter.

Oh, my god. Can it get any better than this?

Michael had been saving his cum for several days and, as expected, the copious load filled Sarah's orifice to overflowing.

"Yes...YES!!!" Eyes wild, Linda hissed between clenched teeth as she watched her husband's ejaculate spill out of Sarah's pussy to pool on his thick, matted pubes. She couldn't help but dip her fingers in the fresh goo, putting it in her mouth over and over. Losing control, she lunged, pressing her face into the cove where their bodies still met.

"Goddamn, Mom, get some!" Sarah panted as her mother burrowed in.

"Fuck, yeah!" Michael rested his hand on the back of his wife's head as she lapped up the feral aftermath of incest. Linda raised her head.

"Sarah," Mother's face glistened with sticky sex, "let me mount your father."

The young woman nodded, dismounting. Not a second passed before Linda hopped in the saddle. By now, she was so wet and ready, already on the edge of orgasm, that she bucked herself to completion within a matter of seconds. Michael just held on, marveling at her passion.

"Oh, no...no...nooo!" Linda, sweat now beading on her naked skin, protested. "I need more sex! MORE!!!"

Michael nodded as his wife started riding him again. Sarah, cum still dripping down the insides of her thighs, slid into her mother's place on the bed, watching as Linda took what she had to have!

"God, yes, Mom...fuck Dad...FUCK!" Now it was the pregnant young woman who eyed Linda intently as Mother's big tits bounced with each thrust of her body.

"Oh, yes, sweet Jesus...coming again...coming," Linda grunted.

Sarah leaned over and, like her mother before, began sucking her father's nipple, reaching over to tweak the other. She knew the effect it would have.

"Oh, goddammit, Sarah," Michael grunted as he nursed his daughter. "FUCK!"

"Yes, fucking YESSS!!!" Linda's body jerked as the orgasm hit. Grasping the headboard, her body shook as if she was having a seizure. Her face contorted, eyes squeezed shut as insane pleasure possessed her full, matronly body.

A split-second later, with the help of his daughter's ministrations, Michael growled out another orgasm, his fingers digging into his wife's soft, yielding flesh as he injected his load deep into Linda's body. Sarah released her father's nipples, giving her parents room while she watched them parents ride noisily through shared, mutual climaxes.

"That's the fucking ticket." She smirked, eyes dark. "Goddamn!"

Soon, all three of them sidled their naked bodies against one another on the bed, Sarah between her parents, happy and content as they basked in the afterglow.

"God, that was so fucking good, you two," Michael gently rubbed Sarah's swollen belly. "It was the best."

Linda snorted, smiling as she gazed at her life partner. Sarah said what her mother was thinking.

"You said that last time, Dad," the young woman smiled. "And the time before that, and the..."

Linda joined her daughter.

"...time before that, and the..." The two women laughed, Linda reaching over to tweak her husband's nipple.

"Well," he kissed the top of his daughter's head. "It's true!"

"Yes, my dear husband," Linda smiled again, "I can't argue with that."

"I just..." Michael paused a beat. "I still worry I'm going to cause Sarah to deliver the baby." Daughter looked up at Father.

"Dad, come on," she said with calm and loving eyes. "The doctor said there's no chance of that."

"Some women have that issue, but believe me, I asked him," Linda added. "So you can fuck away until she gives birth."

Sarah nodded. "Uh-huh!"

"Which will be here before you know it. Oh..." Michael rubbed Sarah's belly again. "I felt him kicking."

"That little fella's eager to get out," Linda smiled.

(First trimester, month one)

Sarah, totally nude, drew her knees up as she rested on the big, king-sized bed. A large, fluffy pillow supported her in a half-sitting position as she gazed down at her mother. Linda, also nude, slid up from the foot of the bed over soft, white bedclothes, a big smile on her face.

"You don't know how much I've been looking forward to this all day," Mother said. Placing her hands on her daughter's knees, she gently opened the gates to heaven. Sarah nodded as Linda pressed her mouth against the young woman's downy pubic floss. Her tongue stroked up and down the wet slit, pushing inside. The sensation was immediate.

"Oh, fuck, Mom," Sarah couldn't help but gasp as her erect clit was surrounded by warm, moist pressure. "Me, too." She clasped her hands around the back of her mother's head. She couldn't help but slowly undulate against Linda's expert mouth. "It's so hard sitting still at school, especially during that final class, thinking of what's waiting for me when I get home."

Linda merely moaned into her daughter's blonde fuzz, her head bobbing slightly with each lick. She reached up, passing her hands over the young woman's chest, massaging Sarah's diminutive breasts, teasing her small nipples.

"Ahhh! Yesss!!!" She hissed, sparks of pleasure traveling from her nipples straight down to her clit. Of course, it didn't take long for sensations to build, one upon the other, until Sarah whimpered.

"Oh, my god, yes!" Daughter panted as her mother burrowed even deeper. "Fuck, keep it up...don't stop...PLEASE!!!"

Mother loved it when her daughter used profanity. Despite their permissive household, this was something relatively new. It started about the time all three of them became intimate, as in fucking, as in incest, and Linda couldn't help but make a direct correlation between the two.

Goddammit if I don't respond like a horny slut every time she says that word."

Linda tugged brusquely at Sarah's stinging nipples, digging her thumbnails into the tender, yielding buds, pushing her over the edge.

"Aggghhh...AAAAGGGG...YESSS!!!" Sarah reached back to grip the headboard as she bucked against her mother's hungry mouth, body convulsing, as waves of pleasure shook her repeatedly. Linda moaned again as she gripped her daughter's slim buttocks, keeping her still enough to finish the job, lapping away as sex juices dripped down her chin.

A few minutes passed and the two women rested beside each other, their mouths locked together, tongues snaking languidly as Mother tasted Daughter's juices in the aftermath.

"Oh, Mom," Sarah whispered against her mother's breasts. "I'm so glad we've become lovers, you and Dad and I." She couldn't help but brush her lips across one of Linda's erect nipples.

Only a month ago, they had been a "normal" family, whatever that meant. In this case, they weren't all fucking each other. However, dreams and fantasies had taken hold. Michael guiltily lusted for his daughter, much to the delight of Linda. She managed to elicit an admission from him during some sexual role-playing. Later, Linda dreamed of watching Michael fuck their daughter.

But the bridge was crossed when Linda heard her daughter masturbating from her bedroom. Next thing she knew, their desires were consummated and, soon after, Dad came next, literally. That was the flashpoint for an all-out, ongoing fuckfest, like a dam bursting. It all happened so fast, that none of them had fully processed the rapid progression of events.

In addition, Linda had just started a new job. Sarah was grown up and Mother wanted to contribute to the household finances. In her mind, perhaps they could have things they couldn't quite afford on Michael's income alone. Not like they lived in poverty, by any means. They had a very comfortable, middle-class lifestyle, but Linda always dreamed of more.

Not much time passed before Linda began to hate her job. It required a lot of travel and time away from home. The night she listened on the phone from a remote hotel room as Michael took Sarah's cherry, them videotaping the ritual, caused the mother to seriously reevaluate her choices.

All of this going on and I have to be in some goddamn hotel room halfway across the country!

Linda made the decision, for her sake and for her family's, to leave the job. "Not fucking worth it." Sarah and Michael happily agreed.

It was when Linda returned home from her last assignment and, after a homecoming incest marathon, discovered her daughter wasn't taking the pill, nor was her husband using protection, that she realized there was no turning back.

"I would've appreciated you two discussing this with me," her brow furrowed as she looked askance at the pair, annoyed. "But what's done is done."

Judging by the sheer amount of ejaculate Michael filled his wife and daughter with, sometimes daily, someone was bound to get pregnant. Linda took the pill, so it was just a matter of time before the inevitable happened to Sarah.

"Hmmm..." Linda lapped at her daughter's wetness after another round of mind-blowing cunnilingus. Sarah, post-orgasm, rested serenely, arms above her head, as Mother licked her lips, smacking them. "Interesting."

"What is it, Mom?"

"It's difficult to tell." Linda slid up beside her daughter. "The taste is different."

"How so?"

"Perhaps metallic?" More licking of lips. "Maybe salty? Here..."

The two women pressed their mouths together, tongues again lashing. Sarah moaned as Linda slipped two digits deep into her well-licked pussy, moving them around. Then, Mother removed her fingers and, breaking the kiss, held them up to her nose, sniffing.

"Taste this."

Sarah took her mother's middle and forefingers into her mouth, tasting her own secretions. Then she reached down, also dipping into her honey pot. The young woman sniffed and licked her fingers, going back repeatedly. "Hmmm..."

"See what I mean?" Linda kissed her daughter's hand.

"Uh-huh."

"I know the taste of your father's cum. That's not it and, although it's way too early, I swear those lovely little tits of yours are starting to change." Mother smiled and kissed her daughter again, tweaking a nipple. "And it's not from them being sucked and fondled all the time. I think it's time we bought a home pregnancy test."

Of course, the test turned out positive. Sarah was already attending her first semester at community college. Eager to move forward, she had started early, taking summer classes right out of high school instead of waiting for fall. After a lot of discussion, a plan was made to have her finish the semester. After that, she would take a break to have the baby, and they would discuss what to do next.

All three of them wanted Sarah to get her college degree, but Linda and Michael didn't want to pressure their daughter. From experience, they knew pregnancy would not only change the young woman's body but also her temperament. She would have enough challenges in the days, weeks, and months to come.

"One day at a time, my love." Michael kissed the top of Sarah's head as she nuzzled the hair on his chest.

"Yes, Dad."

The family doctor was, thankfully, as permissive as the family. Linda didn't tell him Michael was the father, and the baby was a product of incest. The seasoned physician believed an ill-planned moment of passion on a date resulted in Sarah's condition. This wasn't his first rodeo, not by a long shot.

"The party involved is taking full responsibility for this," Linda explained, and she wasn't lying.

Still, as open-minded as they thought they were, Mother worried about what others would think.

"What are we going to tell people?"

Nor was there the question that Sarah wanted the child. It would have been easy to have a quick abortion, but that was not an option in her mind. The young woman had planned this, and now all was coming to fruition.

(Second Trimester, month four)

Linda had bought a few maternity dresses for her daughter shortly after she tested positive, but she could never have guessed how much of a baby bump Sarah would have. Mother attributed it to the young woman's naturally lithe, waifish body and small, flat tummy. She was only in her second trimester, and the dresses barely fit over her ever-growing bulge, which stretched the fabric to its limit.

"Mom," Sarah lamented, "I'm embarrassed to go out like this. I'm so big!"

"I know, honey." Mother held Daughter against her bare breasts, something that provided calm and comfort for both of them. "I felt the same way when I carried you. It's nothing unusual." Linda omitted the fact that her own body didn't show nearly as much in the second trimester. Of course, Mother's body, even in her youth, was quite different, thick and voluptuous.

Sarah was about to wrap up her summer classes at college. She was already grateful her mother had quit her hectic job, but now, with the many side-effects of pregnancy plaguing the young woman, Linda's daily presence took on an even more special meaning.

"I know how proud you were to get that job," Sarah's face disappeared into her mother's ample cleavage that hot, August afternoon as the air conditioner hummed away in another part of the house. Her voice sounded vulnerable, almost submissive. Soon, she would be a mother, but she could also still be a child. "But I'm glad you're home with me." Her face turned up and drew near her mother's as she whispered, eyes dark and loving. "So very glad."

Smiling, Linda kissed her daughter on the mouth, the kiss lingering as the tips of their tongues probed gently, as lovers do. "Me, too, my love." She held the young woman in a tight embrace. "Me, too."

"Hey, you two," Michael had been watching from the doorway at the naked pair, their bodies barely concealed by the bedclothes. "Getting primed for the main event?"

"Oh, you fucking dog!" Linda threw a stray pillow at the figure, now hulking at the foot of their bed. "It's not enough you got her pregnant, but now you can't keep your hands, or anything else, off her."

Michael had already been shedding his clothes, leaving them in a pile on the carpet as he sat on the bed next to them. He reached out to caress his daughter's face. Sarah kissed the palm of his hand as it slid down, past her breasts, to rest on her baby bump.

Daughter took Father's hand and placed it on her breast. Only a few months ago, her tits weren't much to look at, but now pregnancy had made them swell, the nipples becoming stiff and thick, areolas flushing dark red.

"You're developing quite nicely, love," Father smiled. Sarah squirmed languidly as he massaged her breasts, first one, then the other, rolling the nipples between his thumb and forefinger.

"I wonder when I'll start producing milk?" She said breathily, getting aroused by her father's touch. Watching Father caress Daughter, especially with Sarah pushing back against her naked body, Linda was getting horny as well.

"I'm surprised it hadn't happened already." Mother moved her right hand between Sarah's thighs, teasing, fingertips tracing lightly around the young woman's downy mons pubis. "It should be any day now, especially if we all keep sucking and tugging on those nipples like we do."

"Uh-huh," she nodded, lips parted. Sarah's eyes closed blissfully as loving parents pleasured their daughter. "Ohhh...Mom!"

Linda gently frigged Sarah, fingers deep inside as she curled them repeatedly against the soft, spongy area behind her clit. The young woman moaned and gasped, responding to Mother's expert touch. Michael replaced his probing hand with a hungry mouth, taking one of Sarah's nipples, and feeding lovingly. Her condition made both her pussy and nipples extra sensitive, heightening the ecstasy.

"God, this feels so good!" Sarah turned her head to kiss her mother deeply. Linda moaned into her daughter's mouth, their tongues lashing together. The young woman broke the kiss.

"Mom?" She pouted, lips glistening in the dim light, her voice that of a little girl's. She looked hesitant. "C-can you do...butt stuff to me?"

"Oh, my," Michael whispered against his daughter's saliva-coated nipple.

Only a few months ago, during a deeply intense round of 3-way incest, Linda buried her face in the young woman's ass and ate her out. It was only when they watched a videotape of their activities that Mother realized what she did, much to her embarrassment and Sarah's amused surprise.

"Mom!" She pointed at the television screen. "You're eating my ass!"

Since then, Sarah, albeit rarely, would ask for anal pleasure. Linda never repeated the act of rimming her daughter, but several times she finger-fucked her back there.

Now, Linda couldn't help but smile as she reached over to the nightstand, pulling open the drawer. Popping the lid off a small, glass jar, she dabbed her fingers inside. The next thing Sarah knew, her mother's hand slid underneath. The girl couldn't help but whimper and gasp as Mother's slender finger probed gently inside, stretching her tight, delicate anus, sending shivers of pleasure throughout her body.

Dad lowered his mouth to his daughter's pussy, his long tongue swiping up and down the glistening slit before concentrating on Sarah's pink, erect bud.

"Ohhh, FUCK, Dad!"

Linda's other hand returned to pleasuring Sarah's nipple, her own pussy throbbing urgently. Not only was her finger inside her daughter's ass, she was rubbing her own swollen clit against the back of her hand!

Feeling her mother moving against her, Sarah returned the undulations until all three were in perfect rhythm. Dad also reached up to tweak a swollen bud, so now the young woman was being pleasured anally and orally with both of her tits on fire!

"Oh, shit," Sarah whimpered. "Mom...Dad! Ohhh, my fucking god!"

"Naughty mouth," Linda teased in her daughter's ear. "Punish you like a bad girl." She wriggled her finger brusquely inside Sarah's rectum.

"Uh-huh..." Daughter's movements increased. Dad had to push his mouth more firmly against her pussy to continue, his probing tongue now deep inside her orifice. "Uh-HUH...uh...uh..."

Then she came.

"Aaaagghhhh!!!" Sarah's body convulsed, hands gripping the back of her father's head as wave after wave of pleasure possessed her body. "Don't stop...please, don't stop!!!"

Sarah's movements had the desired effect on her mother.

"Sh-shit, yes, my love...YES!!!" Linda joined her daughter in delicious ecstasy, both of their bodies quivering and thrusting with orgasm. Dad held on valiantly until, slowly but surely, everything stilled. Still, he lapped dutifully at his daughter's wetness, cleaning her thoroughly.

"Mmmm..." he smacked his lips. "You taste different every time I go down on you." He looked up at Sarah's blissful, loving face. The young woman nodded.

"No surprise, what with her body changing every day." Linda knew of what she spoke. Mother had been monitoring the taste of her daughter's juices since she tested positive, both with and without her father's cum.

Michael moved up to Sarah's face, kissing her gently, slipping his tongue into her mouth for Daughter to suck. Linda couldn't help but notice his cock was rock hard, the tip glistening with pre-cum, as it bumped and rubbed against her leg.

"Sarah, honey," Mother whispered. "I think your Dad needs some TLC."

"Ohhh...yes, how selfish of me." The young woman's voice had a faint mocking tone.

Michael slid up beside his women. Immediately, Sarah rolled over, moving between his open thighs.

"God, Dad, this thing is always hard." She gripped his shaft with her small hands, making the purple head swell.

"Jesus Christ, honey," he shivered, trying not to deliver a load straight into his daughter's face. Her touch, like his wife's, was magic. It didn't take much instruction for the young woman to handle cock like a pro.

"Michael, it's okay." Linda leaned over to kiss her husband, her free hand tweaking his nipple. "You can come more than once." He winced, still fighting to hold back his load.

The next moment, Sarah, as she had so many times over the last few months, started lowering her mouth on Michael's hardness.

"Oh, no..." He groaned. "Can't just..."

Linda's thumbnail dug into his turgid nipple.

"AAAAGHHH!!!"

Sarah had barely reached the base of his cock when it exploded. Father tried to keep still as he delivered several thick jets of gooey cum down his daughter's throat.

"Goddamn!" Linda hissed, eyes wild with arousal at the vision before her. "Give it up! Give it up for your daughter!"

Sarah choked slightly, her throat adjusting as she accepted his seed, but she held fast.

"Dammit!" He growled, frustrated, but also relieved. "I wanted it to last!"

Sarah looked up, her eyes filled with mischief. Michael's cock wasn't shrinking and it was still all the way down her throat.

"Why don't you listen to me, Father?" Linda kissed her husband once, then twice. They moaned as tongues lashed together, their daughter watching. Linda's mouth covered Michael's nipple.

"Oh..." he panted. "Yeah...fuck, yeah."

Sarah renewed her hold on Michael's cock and, slowly but surely, began moving up and down the shaft, careful to keep a strong suction on the fleshy pole.

Linda moaned against her husband's breast as she tweaked the other nipple, giving him dual pleasure as his daughter's head plunged repeatedly.

For several minutes, they continued. Sarah slurped eagerly, one of her hands fondling Michael's swollen balls, the other gripping the base of his cock to keep it steady. Of course, he rallied.

"Okay, you two," he grunted. His hips had been moving against Sarah's mouth more and more. Daughter knew by the twitching in her father's cock he was about to deliver another load. "Oh, shit, godDAMN!!!"

Sarah held on valiantly as her father's body jerked and spasmed.

"Fuck, yeah!" Linda released her husband's nipples, leaning back to watch father and daughter complete yet another incestuous union. "YES!!!"

And it was a long, strong orgasm that overtook Michael. He gasped and moaned, instinctively gripping the back of Sarah's head as he tried not to pound against her face.

"Don't hold back, dammit!" Linda admonished her husband. "She can take it. We taught her how!"

Sarah tried to moan in agreement, but only gulps and choking sounds emitted from below.

Within a few minutes, Sarah released her father's semi-flaccid penis with a pop. The slick, glistening shaft flopped to the side as the young woman looked up at her parents, her face wet with sex goo, smiling.

"Goddamn, that was awesome," she beamed, her voice hoarse from throating her father's cock.

"Oh, honey," Michael pulled the young woman up beside him. "Awesome, and then some."

The family snuggled and relaxed, glad for the weekend. Michael luxuriated in having his wife on one side, and his daughter on the other, all three naked as the day they were born.

"We've become such homebodies in the past few months." Linda sighed.

"Well, duh," Sarah snuggled against her father, cheek resting on his hairy chest. "Who wants to go bowling, or see a movie, when we can..." She took a deep breath, exhaling as she looked at her parents. "FUCK."

Michael only smiled. After two orgasms, all he could do was laze placidly, his beautiful, loving women close at hand.

"Oh, you and your carnal logic." Linda reached over to touch her daughter's belly. "But we have to get out sometime."

"Why?" Sarah's small fingers traced around her father's chest, playing with the strands of hair. "We still have the warm summer sun and the pool..."

"...and your skimpy little bikinis to tease your father." Linda interrupted, although she loved the young woman's exhibitionist attire as much as her husband. However, Sarah was having more and more trouble fitting into those bikinis, what with her developing body. "And when you put oil on his back that day."

"Oh, I sensed something amiss," Sarah replied. "His vibe was way different than usual...weird."

"That's because his cock was about to pop, honey. He was embarrassed that you were making him horny."

Sarah only giggled.

"And you helped that along quite well," Michael finally spoke up, pulling his women closer.

"Aren't you glad we took the next step?" Linda's fingertips joined Sarah's in playing little games in Michael's chest hairs, carefully avoiding his nipples.

"Oh," Father shrugged a bit. "I guess."

"Fucker," Linda tweaked one of his nipples, making him wince.

Buying Sarah's maternity clothes brought back memories for Linda, those eighteen-plus years ago when she shopped for her own. Her mother had passed away before the pregnancy, so she had to rely on herself and the sales staff at the department store.

"How about this one?" Linda held up the garment for Sarah's inspection. It was a late afternoon, mid-summer, in the maternity department at Newberry's.

"Mom," the young woman winced. "Ugh."

"Well, honey, finding things to fit is getting more and more difficult."

"Yeah, I know, I know." She placed her hands on her growing belly. "It's just hard to surrender my vanity to total slobbiness."

Linda smirked.

I know the feeling, young lady. Believe me.

An older woman timidly stood in the background, watching the two pick through garments. She was about five-and-a-half feet tall with silver-streaked hair bunched up on top of her head. She wore a pair of metal-rimmed glasses that made her look older than she was.

"May I help you ladies?" She asked, her voice gentle and smooth. Approaching the women, she looked at Sarah, glancing down at her bump, smiling serenely. Linda observed the moment.

Good. Not seeing any judgmental shit from her.

On some previous outings, certain sales staff gave away their disapproval just by the way they looked at the pregnant teen. Linda even reported one to management when the lady snarked, "Why didn't you be more careful?" She knew some people would disapprove, and judge, but fuck them. It's not like a pregnant teen was unique or unheard of.

It's tough being permissive, even in these times. Always some fuckers who want to live in the past.

"May I?" The woman held her hand out.

"Oh, yes, please," Sarah beamed, both proud and happy that the saleswoman seemed to accept and approve of her condition.

The women placed a delicate, ringless left hand on Sarah's tummy.

"Oh, that's going to be a big baby, I think." The woman gazed at the mound. Now her right hand rested on the opposite side. "You must be so proud."

"I am, very much so."

"And you're the grandmother?"

Linda nodded. The calm, positive energy radiating from the woman gave her a feeling of elation.

"I have a confession to make," the woman said. "I know what it's like to be expecting at your age."

"You, too?"

"Oh, yes, honey. It wasn't easy. The father wasn't in the picture, but I made out fine."

"Well, this father is very much in the picture," Linda glanced at her daughter, then back at the woman, trying not to laugh. Sarah nodded, a look of mild amusement on her face.

"And how."

"Anything I can show you? How may I help?"

"We're fine, miss," Linda replied. By then, she had accumulated a few decent-looking maternity dresses. "This isn't my first rodeo."

All of them laughed.

"But I'd like to get these."

"Of course."

The moment the two exited the department store, they broke into laughter.

"Oh, Mom," Sarah said as they crossed the parking lot. "If she only knew."

"Oh, no, honey." Linda unlocked the car door. "Not in a million years."

Mother piloted the LTD station wagon onto the boulevard.

"But it makes me wonder." Sarah rubbed her stomach absentmindedly.

"About what?" Linda glanced over to the young woman, returning her eyes to the road.

"About how many dads get their daughters pregnant." Sarah looked at her mother's profile. "About how many people do what we're doing."

Linda thought for a moment. The question truly left her at a loss.

"My love, I couldn't even begin to guess." She turned off the boulevard onto a side street. "I'm still having trouble believing all of this is happening with us."

"Me, too, Mom." Daughter smiled. "But I love it."

They were very close to home by then. The sun had fallen behind the trees, dappled light reflecting on the women. The garage door whirred shut behind the station wagon as the automatic light flickered on, illuminating the space as they climbed out of the vehicle. Once inside, Linda checked the answering machine. There was one message from Michael.

"Honey, your Dad's going to be working late tonight," Linda called toward the back of the house. Sarah had already disappeared with the maternity dresses to try them on. She hated trying on clothes in the store.

"Okay, Mom," a faint voice called from the distant bedroom.

"What do you want for dinner, love?" A dim glow from the refrigerator bulb shone on Linda's face as she reviewed their culinary options.

"Leftovers?" Sarah's voice became clearer as she approached the kitchen. She had shed her dress and was standing next to her mother in her bra and panties. "Is there chicken left?"

Another moment where the young mother looked, acted, and sounded like a child. Linda gazed at her daughter before reaching out to place her hand on Sarah's bare shoulder.

"Yes, there's enough for both of us." Mother pulled the young woman against her bosom, nuzzling the top of her head, smelling her hair and the faint scent of lavender shampoo.

My little girl, all grown up.

Daughter sighed, her arms encircling Linda's waist. "I'm not starving," Sarah murmured into her mother's breasts. "Are you?"

"No. How about you model those clothes for me?"

"Yes!" Sarah trotted off into the bedroom, her mother close behind.

By the time Linda got to the bedroom, her daughter had shed the bra and panties and stood naked, her baby bump bulging proudly. Linda paused, taken aback by the vision of loveliness before her.

So many months of this, and I still have to marvel.

"I had to take that bra off, Mom." Her blue eyes blinked. "My nipples are so sensitive these days."

Hearing her daughter say that made Linda flush hot. She felt her pussy throbbing, becoming wet and ready. Since becoming lovers, the family was nude, or partially nude, in the home at all times. Mother had watched her daughter's body change. It was not only her growing stomach, but her diminutive breasts and small nipples had changed as Sarah prepared for breastfeeding, growing into thick, stiff buds with reddened areolas.

Of course, with all the nipple play going on, hardly a day or two passed when Linda hadn't felt her daughter's tits in her mouth, and vice versa. Sarah loved to spend long periods, head resting in her mother's lap, languidly sucking on a thick, erect nipple. The pregnant teen's tits weren't the only ones that were sensitive.

"Here, this one is my favorite." Linda held up a blue, flowered garment. "Raise your arms."

Sarah obeyed as her mother lowered the dress over her head, draping her body.

"I like this." Linda nodded, turning her daughter around 180 degrees to get a good look. "What do you think?"

"Sure, Mom," Sarah didn't look as enthused. "Just like a fat cow."

"Oh, baby." Linda couldn't help but caress her daughter's warm, firm body through the fabric. "It's not permanent." Her hands cupped Sarah's breasts, sliding down to the top of her tummy. "I have some exercises that will get you back in shape after our little dividend arrives."

Sarah looked doubtful. "Okay, if you say so."

"And my breasts were VERY sensitive after I got pregnant with you." Linda noticed Sarah's nipples had stiffened under her caress. She couldn't help but rest her hands on the darling buds, erect under the fabric. "God, your father had to back off somewhat, since he was sucking and playing with them all the time, whether I was pregnant or not." Sarah's hands covered her mother's.

"And my pussy," Linda sighed. By now, she was gently massaging her daughter's swelling breasts. "Sensitive, but my orgasms were stronger than ever."

"Wow, that's just how I'm feeling now." Linda found herself grinding gently against Sarah's ass. The young woman gazed at her mother in the full-length mirror on the wall. There was no question she was enjoying the touching and sex talk.

"Take this off."

"Yes, Mom."

Linda helped the young woman slide the garment up over her head, draping it over the back of a nearby chair.

"Now about those nipples." Linda reached out to stroke her daughter's breasts. Sarah pushed them into her mother's hands.

"Mmmm...yes, Mom. That feels good."

Linda smiled, her cheeks flushed with arousal. "I can't believe how your tits have developed in recent days." She tugged gently at the expectant mother's nipples, making the young woman gasp. "So very nice."

The next thing Linda knew, her daughter was unbuttoning her white blouse, exploring the flesh underneath. Mother stripped to the waist, tossing her clothes aside, and the next thing she knew, Sarah took a thick, hard nipple in her mouth.

"Ahhh, yes." Linda held the back of Sarah's head as she suckled on one bud, then the other. "I never get tired of this."

After a moment, Linda pulled the young woman's hungry mouth away to shed the rest of her clothes, and then mother and daughter slid up on the big, soft bed. "Here." Mother again offered her breast and Sarah resumed suckling.

"Kiss." Linda pulled the young woman's body up on top of hers. She squeezed the girl's buttocks as they necked like horny teenagers. Sarah sucked her mother's tongue, something she loved to do, making Linda moan as their faces grew wet with saliva.

Sarah's tummy hadn't grown to the point where she couldn't slide up between her mother's open legs. Their bodies began moving against each other as erect clits met.

"Goddamn, young lady," Mother hissed. "Fuck!"

"Uh-huh," Sarah's buttocks tensed as fur rubbed against fur, Linda's thick, copious bush against her daughter's downy, blond floss.

"We need to do this while we can," Mother whimpered, "before your bump gets too big."

"Uh-huh! Uh-h-h-huhhh!" By the sound of Sarah's voice, Linda knew it was already coming.

"Honey, take my tit, and let's come together."

Obediently, Sarah latched onto her mother's breast.

"Fuck, yeah," Linda's voice quivered as she approached orgasm. "Let Mama nurse her baby."

Sarah moaned, her thrusts speeding up until both of them convulsed in a delicious climax.

"Goddamn, YESSS!!!" Linda gyrated against Sarah's matted fur, waves of pleasure possessing both of them.

"Oh, Mom, fuck, yeah! Ahhhggg!!!" Sarah's mouth hung open, her eyes squeezed shut as she came over and over.

Soon, movement slowed as Sarah fell against her mother's sweaty, naked breasts. As they caught their breath, the young woman remarked.

"Yeah, Mom." She rubbed her swelling stomach. "I think we need to find another way to fuck until I give birth."

"Oh, my love." Linda kissed her daughter hungrily on the mouth. "There's definitely a way. Many ways."

Michael wouldn't be home for hours, so Linda and Sarah relaxed, dozing off and on as they listened to the world go about its busyness outside. The sound of cars and trucks, the muzz-muzz of neighbors and people on the street, birds chirping, all as the sun arced to the horizon.

"Mom, how did we get to this?" Sarah asked. Both of them gazed vacantly upward, watching the light from outside dance on the ceiling, their bodies melded together after hours of contact.​