Murky waters

Whenever I made love to the daughter

I pinned for the mother

And when I slept with the mother

I yearned for the daughter

It was time to blend 

All of us together

The stage was set

When twilight trickled from the floating curtains

We formed a triangle of nudeness

I initiated by pulling them on my lap

And fondling their breasts

Gradually they relaxed to my melting touch

The daughter knelt

And freed me from chains

The mother stroked my ears with feathering kisses

I was about to burst

For I was literally being raped.

We moved to the comfort of the bed

I dipped my fingers in the daughter's crevice

and smeared it on my lips

And kissed the mother

She tasted herself

Her flesh, her blood

It was heady mixture.

As I bowed down to drink her,

I pulled the daughter closer

And made her suck her other breast

She sucked passionately.

Before I knew

I relegated to the background

Lighting a smoke, I luxuriated in the unfolding scene

It was a pageantry of two slithering snakes

Hissing and kissing

Trying to mate without my seeds.

Hours blushed in their discovery of each other

It was time for me to join the fever

Three of us, swam in murky waters.

©LR