The Big Victorian, Part 2
It's been a while since I last checked in so I guess it's time to let you in on what's been going on. My thirtieth birthday was a few months ago, so I guess I'm officially an adult. And considering the responsibilities of expanding Lia's, and mine I guess, herb business, I suppose I have to be an adult. But in many ways I still feel like that 14 year old boy that met the most incredible woman ever in her backyard garden.
A lot has happened since my last message so I'll start where I left off. Lia, Linda and I had been living, and loving, together for some years and it was bliss. Their constant love and attention had gotten me through the tough months after my father's sudden death. Their constant encouragement helped get me through my school years so I was fully prepared to take a major role in the planned expansion of the business that resulted in three large, modern greenhouses producing all manner of herbs on an almost industrial scale.
Lia, ever the traditionalist, insisted on maintaining the backyard garden to service her original clients, who insisted on her hands on approach. Linda was helping with the business but had been becoming more and more restless and so it was shortly after my twenty seventh birthday, she surprised us both by telling us she was leaving. She said she needed to `find herself'. To come to grips with her true self. In other words, to explore her Asian heritage, which she felt she had been ignoring. I had once said I thought she was partly Asian and I was right. She was a mix of Cantonese and Mandarin culturally and partly British genetically.
So with many tears and promises to stay in touch, she left. Lia and I felt that a large part of ourselves had left with her, but fortunately we still had each other. Me, I had my tall, alabaster beauty, wise in so many ways, yet, as I found over the years, so vulnerable. She, as she said, had her life center, the boy, now man, who gave her all she needed and wanted. Perhaps it was in compensation for the absence of our energetic third wheel, but Lia and I seemed to never miss an opportunity to show each other how we felt. A soft touch here, a tight hug there, more of the intimate lovemaking and less of the frenetic sex, unless some of the `ladies circle' were in attendance.
We seemed to be making the best of things in the months, over a year in fact, after Linda's leaving so I was a little surprised and not a little concerned when I got home from the greenhouses and heard Lia calling me from the small parlor where she first revealed herself to me all those years ago.
"Cliff, darling, please come here," she called out.
As I walked in I saw her sitting on the selfsame love seat, her hands clasped in her lap, the expression on her flawless face a bit on the anxious side.
"Lia? Is something wrong? Have you heard something from Linda?" I asked as I moved to her side on the loveseat.
"No, darling. Nothing new on that front. Please, let me explain," she said, taking my hand in both of hers.
Even through my concern I couldn't help but notice the perfection of her features, the deep blue of her eyes, the shiny blackness of the hair cascading over her shoulder, masking most, but not all of the magnificent cleavage below her throat. But I forced myself back to hearing what she was beginning to say.
"Darling, do you recall in those first days of our meeting that we made reference to magic?"
"Sure, you were trying to understand how you could come to feel the way you did about a rather callow youth," I replied with a smile.
She looked at me with that slight squint that told me I was treading on thin ice, but she said,
"We'll come back to that later, but in essence yes. Well, the truth be told, my understanding of magic was, and is, far greater than I had led you to believe."
Now it was my turn to squint.
"Lia, what are you saying? That you're some sort of enchantress, a witch? Like the neighbors were talking about back then?"
"Not in so many words, my darling. I'm going to tell you some things. I need you to listen with an open mind, and closed mouth. I need to get this all out and not be interrupted. Can you do that for me?" she asked, and I can say I never saw her so troubled before and it scared me a bit, but I nodded my agreement.
"First, let me get settled."
With that she took my hand, and hence my arm and wrapped it around her shoulder and she leaned her back into my side and chest, where I added my other arm and wrapped her up.
"Hmm, this feels so nice, and it helps more than you know, my darling."
She then gave a deep sigh and began,
"The first thing you need to know is that I am significantly older than you might think. It wasn't my grandmother who started the garden in the back, it was me, all those long years ago. Do you remember that picture you found when we were cleaning the attic, the one I told you was my grandmother and her family? That was me. Fortunately for me, I was born at home, as were most people in those days. I was as you see me, alabaster skin, the blue eyes, and already a significant head of black hair. Unusual, but not yet of concern. My parents were wise enough to know such skin would be sensitive to sunlight, but since fashion and morality dictated a girl, or woman, be well covered, it worked out."
She tried to snuggle in tighter and I tightened my arms around her.
"As you might imagine, I was the subject of some speculation by those few people I came in contact with but the trouble didn't start until I seemed to stop aging. Some started calling me witch, others a demon. A few wiser heads suggested something of curiosity to the new budding sciences, but I had no more interest in being a specimen in a bottle than I did being burned at the stake, so I left. I won't bore you with the details but I found a haven, at least temporarily some distance from my home. And that's when the dreams began."
I was about to say something about dreams but Lia must have sensed this and she turned her head and kissed me lightly and said,
"No yet. Yes, dreams. Dreams so vivid and real, they might have been more like visions. Or perhaps visitations. It was then that that the goddess first made herself known to me. Yes, my darling, a goddess, or spirit or physical manifestation, take your pick. All I can tell you is that whomever this entity was, she began to teach me about the world beyond vision, beyond touch and as to why I was put upon this plane of existence. It's this knowledge that passes for magic, my darling and in exchange for the sacrifices I was to make, at some time not of my choosing, I would receive certain rewards."
By this time my head was swimming, but through the crazy currents of random thoughts, one thought kept pushing through. What more rational explanation could there be, so he kept his mouth shut and his arms tight.
"The first reward was a greatly extended life without that ravages of age. A few others came along which are important here, but the greatest and most recent was you, my darling."
Then she turned her head again and shifted her body so she could keep looking at me.
"Yes, my love, you, that charming, innocent, honest boy with a heart so full of love and caring who's ball just happened to land in my yard. The goddess doesn't worry about details like age, only that you would see past the complexion, the witchiness, to what lay beneath."
She leaned in for another kiss, this time longer, lingering and so I returned the favor, keeping my arms around her as we kissed with passion for the next five minutes.
"Oh, my darling," she said as we separated, "not a day goes by that I don't thank the goddess for those lips. So, as you can see, whether by magic, divine intervention, or whatever, your coming into my life, and I into yours, was no accident, basketballs notwithstanding."
Those impossible crystal blue eyes bore into me and she asked,
"What are you thinking, my darling?"
"A few things. First, if anyone else had told me these things I'd have to question it all. But knowing you as I do, that's not a question that applies here. Secondly, considering our experience since that first day, it's as plausible explanation as any other, but it still makes me wonder. I'm no spiritualist so I'm not aware of who this goddess might be. Has she said anything to identify her?"
"Not that I've ever been able to recall. To be honest, darling, she has never directly spoken to me. I have these dreams, these visitations and when I wake up I have all this new knowledge and an overwhelming feeling of euphoria."
I had to admit to some shock at this point and it must have shown.
"What it is, darling?"
"You said she never speaks to you directly. Do you ever try and speak to her?"
"I think I may have tried on occasion. The image I have in my mind of her is of unimagined beauty but I can't ever recall hearing a voice, as such. It's a little frustrating. Why do you ask?"
"It's just that sometimes I've heard you mumbling in your sleep. And now that I think about it, I recall you waking up in some pretty effusive moods."
"Yes, I know, and I can't tell you how many times I woke up alone in those moods, before you came into my life. I much prefer it with you there to share those moods with me."
I couldn't help but smile thinking about those times and they made getting to school and work a close thing. But it did bring up a question.
"Why have you chosen to tell me this now, after all these years?"
"Firstly, it has always bothered me that I was holding something back from you, but more importantly, I had another visitation."
"Really, I don't recall anything different about last night or this morning."
"Well, my darling, you might recall we both were pretty well exhausted last night. You were in particularly fine form, my darling man, and I doubt either of us would have noticed a freight train going by the window."
This was followed with another long lingering kiss, a hand rubbing across my chest.
"To answer your question, my darling, is that my next reward has been granted."
"What might that be?"
"I want to bear your child, and I can now do so."
I know I blinked a few times and I leaned back to make sure I could focus clearly on her entire face, not just those bottomless eyes.
"A child, our child?" I asked.
"Yes, darling, if that's what you want."
"If I want? Of course I want. My one regret in my life was that there would be no merging of us into a little boy or girl. My god, this is amazing. Did you ask for this somehow?" I asked in a very high state of excitement.
"Not in so many words, but I've wished, even prayed, after a fashion and now..." she let the last trail off.
Our eyes had locked by that point and in a moment our arms were tightly around each other and our lips were locked. I had a lot more questions about the mysteries that were this earthly goddess, but the idea that our passion for each other could result in a child, or children, enflamed us. We never made it off the loveseat. Getting our clothes off was a frantic exercise, with hands simultaneously trying to undo buttons and zippers while also trying to transmit our feelings. As I had found out over the years, Lia wasn't wearing anything under the long dress she wore and in the time it took for her to stand up she was naked, her smooth, ageless alabaster skin seem to glow in response to her excitement. I wasn't too far behind and never was I more glad that we had splurged a bit for the small shower stall off the main office at the green houses. I was naked and my eight inches had never felt harder or my balls more full.
Lia dropped back on the loveseat, her back against one arm and her legs spread wide. Her chest was heaving from her heavy breathing and with those big firm breasts, it was a sight to get a 3 day dead corpse hard.
"Come to me my darling, use that magnificent cock of yours and give me what only you can."
I wasn't sure why she said it like that but perhaps she was just telling me she wouldn't do this with anyone else. She reached out and took hold of my cock and pulled me to her. I go myself between her legs and I could see that her pussy was already dripping. I still took a moment to lean down and cover those full pale lips in a searing tongue twisting kiss. Then as she raised her hips to welcome it, I directed the head of my cock right to the entrance to her womb.
As soon as she felt the head of my cock touch her wet pussy lips I pushed forward and the head quickly disappeared. Lia was quick to grab my hips and she pulled as I pushed and it was the effort of a moment to get my cock buried fully inside her.
"Oh, my darling, you've never felt so big, so deep. Give me your all. Fill me."
One leg had been up against the back of the love seat and it now was wrapping around the small of my back and her hands were gripping my hips. Every thrust of those hips was met with one from hers as well as the incessant tugging of her hands. Most of the time when we would make love in a conventional fashion her head would be back, her eyes closed. But now those bottomless blue eyes were fixed on mine and the connection never broke.
Time had no meaning at this point, only the sound and feel of my cock sliding in and out of that wet tight place but eventually I could feel that tightness gripping my balls and they had never felt tighter or more full.
"Oh, fuck, Lia, I'm going to cum."
"Yes, do it, my darling, and I'll do it with you. Shoot it deep inside me, give it all to me."
As she said this, her voice low and husky, I felt her pussy tighten on my cock in one continuous spasm. With one final thrust I began to shoot my load in a seemingly endless volley of cumshots. When the first one shot up her canal her head dropped back and her mouth opened, emitting a soft low sound that quickly ramped up to a piercing scream of passion and pleasure, all with purpose.
I don't recall a time, even as a perpetually horny teen, that I shot off this much cum, but it kept cumming, until I felt all my bones had dissolved and all I could do was slowly fold up atop the body of my love and surrender to her crushing embrace. My cock was still hard insider and even though the cum had stopped flowing, I could still feel the twitches from balls to head. It took a moment but I became aware of quiet murmuring in my ear
"Oh, my darling, I have loved you since that first day you entered my body and my soul, but never as much as I love you right now. There is much I want to say to you but for now just hold me and stay like this with me."
And I did, mostly because I loved this woman to the point of pain, but also because I doubted I could have put two words coherently. We laid there wrapped up in each other, in several senses until the chiming of the clock in the hallway called us back to the here and now. I felt wet lips at my ear and the low husky tones that made my spine tingle.
"I think we should untangle ourselves, my darling. We could both do with something to eat. I have a feeling it's going to be a long, busy night."
Truer words have never been spoken. As was often the case after a round of passion, we remained naked and spent some time in the kitchen making and eating a simple dinner. Then she took me by the hand the led me to the big room at the back of the third floor that had been the scene of so many crazy, lusty days and nights.
"Bringing a child into the world is a solemn occasion. Making that baby needn't be," she said, her expression one of sultry, sexy contentment.
I got the feeling that now that she had my commitment to creating a family she was going to make it as fun and exciting for me as possible. She sat herself in the throne like chair that had introduced me to so many things so many years ago and took hold of me by the hips and pulled me towards her until my cock was inches from her lips. Her tongue slipped from between those sensuous lips and lapped around the head, cleaning up the already flowing precum.
"Hmm, a thought occurs to me, my love."
"What might that be?"
"Soon I'll have to be concerned with nutrition for two. I'll need plenty of protein."
The look on her face transitioned from one of pure innocence to pure lasciviousness. I think my cock must have grown an inch. Then something struck me like a bolt from the blue and it must have shown on my face.
"What is it, darling? Has something disturbed you?" she asked with concern.
I slid my cock from her hand and knelt in front of her so that I could look straight into her eyes.
"I don't know why but it just occurred to me that I don't think I've ever referred to you as anything but `Lia". You are always calling me your darling, but I've never used an endearment. How could that be? You're the very center of my life."
I must have looked pretty upset because despite our state of undress and surroundings, all the sexuality went out of her expression, to be replaced by those that I saw so often right after my father died. She took hold of my head and pulled it to rest on her bare breast.
"My darling, darling man. Nothing makes my heart sing like hearing `Lia' said with so much love, so much passion, so much desire. I don't need to hear anything else. And do you know why I call you my darling?" she asked as she pulled my head up so she could look into my eyes.
I simply shook my head.
"It is a very old word that roughly means most dear and I do come from old times, yes? But more personally, I never liked the name `Cliff' because it makes me think of hard, jagged rock, unwelcoming and dangerous, all things you are not. From the earliest days I knew you to be kind, warm, loving. So, don't ever feel you need to call me anything but Lia, and you will always be my darling."
With that she stopped talking and used her lips on mine for a long grinding kiss and then she put pressure on my arms to get me back on my feet so that once more my hard cock was level with her mouth. With a sultry smile she used her tongue to slide up the bottom of my cock until she reached the head, which promptly disappeared into her mouth. As her mouth began to transit up and down the shaft, her eyes remained fixed on mine, the corners crinkled a bit, hinting at a smile.
I put my hands on the sides of her head, feeling the thickness of her shiny black hair as my hips began a gentle fucking motion. The sounds that emanated from her throat were a combinations of kitten purrs and womanly lust. Despite our many, many multi partner sexual adventures, these were the times I cherished most. Just Lia and myself, each able to concentrate fully on the other.
After a time, when I suppose she felt she had me thoroughly lubricated with her saliva, she pushed back on my hips and let my cock slide from between those gorgeous lips. She looked up at me, her entire face now smiling.
"Help me up, my darling, it's time for something more intimate, and a little kinky."
With raised eyebrows I offered her both my hands, which she accepted and rose gracefully from her `throne'. Still holding my hands she led me over to one of the sling chairs that were hanging from the ceiling of the big room and she proceeded to ensconce herself in the leather and chain contraption. She positioned her feet in the stirrups, putting them well above the level of her head. Again, he expression turned to one of pure lust and she practically growled,
"Take me, my darling. I leave myself open to you fully. Use me as you will."
She was playing with me now, and I knew it. My cock was always at its hardest, my cum shots their strongest, and my fucking the most energetic whenever she put herself in these situations. I hoped the look I gave her in return was just as smoldering, but I doubted it. To her, smolder meant a full blaze. I stepped in between her upraised legs, positioned my cock at the entrance to her pussy and let my hips drive it half way in on the first thrust.
Her response was a long low moan, but again, her eyes never left mine, an encouragement to continue and don't consider for a moment letting up. So the next thrust had me balls deep and both hands took hold of her legs and so began to the driving, hammering sex that she craved on these occasions. Each thrust set her large, still firm tits in motion. Her long hair was hanging down from the back of the sling, the lower ends resting on the floor. Each thrust also brought a grunt from that lovely throat. Time seemed to stop and once more I had no idea how long we continued like this. I do know she shuddered and grunted and screamed through two orgasms as we fucked. And finally, I felt that band tighten around my balls and the shaft of my cock threatening to burst at the seams. She must have sensed it or seen it on my face because through clenched teeth Lia rasped,
"Yes, do it, my magnificent man. Give me you load, fill me up with all your cum."
I couldn't, wouldn't and never considered refusing and my cock began to pump heavy shot after heavy shot of cum up inside her. It felt as if these cum shots would have rocketed across the room had I pulled out. The feeling was so intense I couldn't utter my usual comments and we simply looked at each other has we bucked and shuddered.
Finally, the last shot was fired and I began to slump toward the floor. Lia had the presence of mind to grab my arms off her legs and pull me toward her. Thank goodness the sling was well made and firmly anchored to the ceiling. I came to rest chest to chest with her, her arms around my back, cheeks pressed firmly together. Her lips were brushing my ear, soft words, barely heard told me of her limitless love for me, her undying need for me and the way I made her feel and the promise we would never be apart.
Again, I don't know how long it took before eventually some strength returned to my legs and arms and I was able to lift myself up and give Lia some breathing space. God, did she look incredible, reclining in that absurd piece of erotica. I helped her get her legs free and then up into a standing position. She practically pushed me over to the big mattress platform and got us arranged, a tangle of arms and legs, lips and tongues.
These were long passionate kisses for their own sake. There was no intention of additional sex, just a desire to remain locked together and ignore the rest of the world. Finally, we had to give ourselves a break so we lay, bodies entwined, faces just a few inches apart.
"After all these years, my darling, I don't think you have ever performed more magnificently. The energy, the passion. I don't think your cock has ever been harder, and I swear it's bigger. And the amount of cum you've given me. I'm afloat on a sea of cum."
"You are always my inspiration, Lia, but maybe someone has taken an interest and is lending a hand," I said, mostly in tease.
The look on her face suggested maybe I wasn't just joking. After some more, less frenetic kissing and fondling, we got ourselves up and spent the next hour soaking together in that same wonderful tub. Then it was off to bed. Surprisingly we didn't fall right to sleep. Perhaps it was the herb infused bath but when we crawled naked into bed Lia took note of my not quite full hard cock, smiled and rolled onto her back and held her arms out to me.
This time the pace was slow and deep and most of the action taking place at face level with heavy tongue action, neck kissing and words of love in our ears. It didn't reduce the power and depth of the climaxing and again my cock practically exploded inside her, with me grunting and my love screaming into my shoulder. It was at this point that we did finally succumb to sleep. We awoke the next morning, still in pretty much the same position as when we fell asleep.
Now I suppose that it would be more fitting to the narrative that the one night of impassioned sex would produce the results we were hoping for, but it wouldn't have been possible to know so for the next several weeks, the days followed much along the same lines. On the evenings following a day of work, after dinner, the clothes came off and the passions flared. Each time Lia treated me to such things that most men only dreamed off, and in return I provided copious quantities of cum, and multiple gut wrench orgasms that had her screaming.
Weekends were another thing all together. With no work to sap our energies, the first bout of sex began once we were awake, and on one memorable Saturday, we had sex six different times, in six different places in the house. Considering the amount of cum I supplied each time, I was convinced that something unusual was going on. What happened the night at the end of the three weeks stretch confirmed it.
It had been a particularly wild night. Lia had been so enflamed during our last session, I wasn't able to withdraw after firing off another phenomenal cumshot. She simply kept her arms and legs wrapped around me and urged me to keep fucking her. A second series of orgasms followed, two for her and one for me. At the end I simply fell sideways over onto my side and was asleep before I stopped rolling.
I don't know what time it was but I suddenly found myself somewhere, the boundaries of which were only barely defined. Across from me, or so I assumed, was a presence that was itself ill defined yet gave the impression of real substance, perhaps more real than anything I've ever encountered. I couldn't see anything of detail but I could hear perfectly well.
"Welcome, dearest."
"Um, thank you?" I replied.
The response was a soft chuckle. The `voice' was a definitely feminine, although in a lower register, but hinted at incredible depth.
"Please know that you have nothing to fear here. In fact, you aren't really `here'. I am there with you."
"So, I'm still in my bed?" Yes, I know, I sound stupid but you give it a try.
"Of course, dearest, I wouldn't think to separate you from my daughter, especially not now."
"Your daughter?"
"Yes, in the truest and deepest sense."
I got the distinct sense of a smile so I asked the next question.
"Why especially now?"
"Because that which you both have sought has come to pass. Life begins to stir within your beloved."
"Really?" Just stay with me, okay.
"Indeed, dearest."
"But why me? There is so much here I don't understand. Was this how it was meant to happen? I would think there would be someone better suited to be the father."
Again the soft, barely heard chuckle.
"Dearest, I believe my daughter explained to you that when I visit her we do not speak as such, yes?"
"Yes, Lia told me that when she wakes up she understands what you wanted her to know. A time saver I guess."
More chuckles.
"I suppose that could be true, but more importantly, much of what must pass between us does not lend itself to words. Feelings, intuitions, those are want matter. On this occasion the same will occur for you. It will be far easier for you to comprehend all that you need to that way."
"Um, couldn't you have done that for all of it?" I asked.
"Most certainly, but it would have deprived me of the opportunity to meet you and come to know you better, dearest."
"Um, dearest?"
"Indeed. My daughter prefers darling, but dearest suits you well. For among humans, you are my dearest. You are loved."
And that was that. As if that was the last word needed to be `spoken'. The vision, the sense of presence was gone and I was again laying on my side looking across a few inches of space into those impossible, sapphire blue eyes, crystal bright yet with a warmth no gem stone could match. And I understood, all of it.
"Does that help at all, my darling?"
"I, I think it might, but I need to think about it. There's so much there. So much I never even dreamed could be," I replied.
"You'll have time for that, all the time in the world. For now we should sleep," she said as her hand brushed my face.
"You know then? About the baby?"
"Yes, I heard it all, my darling. Thank you. Now sleep," and her hand passed over my eyes and I was asleep.
The next I was aware I was laying on my back in our bed, a warm comfortable weight on my left side, the faint smell of herbs drifting from a thick head of black hair. A warm hand with perfect, but short, fingernails rested on my chest, the tips lightly pulsing against my skin.
"Lia?"
"Yes, darling?"
"I want you to know that I have a lot to think about but one thing remains the same."
"What might that be?"
"I love you more than is humanly possible. Now I know why."
No sooner had I said that then a had her full body, that glorious naked body a top me and her lips covering my mouth. It went on and on, but I was in no hurry for it to end. Because as her passion was spent on me, I had a chance to consider some of what had been revealed to me, odd as that might sound. When Lia finally relented and slid off to one side, I shifted around so that I was once more gazing into those absurdly blue eyes.
"Any questions," she asked?
"Not at this moment. I still want to do some thinking. But can we set aside this afternoon, maybe brew us a pot of tea and curl up on the love seat and talk?"
"I would love that, more than you can possibly imagine," she replied and then with one final lingering kiss, she rolled off the bed and sauntered out of the room, that glorious ass flexing as she went. My exit was a lot less sensual, I'm sure.
I pulled on some clothes and went down to the kitchen and sat with a cup of tea between my hands. What had been a swirl of information, images and feelings had finally started to gain some coherence. Under the heading of information was that my beloved Lia, despite how the early witch hunter crowd might have thought, was no demon or creature of the night, she was entirely human, only more so, much more so. Apparently there was no answer to the whys' only the whats'.
The child we were to bring into the world was reward for us and gift to a weary and footsore world. How the world would receive that gift was another matter. Apparently, us finding each other was not a matter of destiny but one of luck, as in preparation meets opportunity creates luck. It would seem that we were both prepared and the opportunity of our meeting created that luck. Although I got the fuzziest notion that my bad basketball shot might have had some help.
This line of thought was interrupted by a pair of long, slender and strong arms wrapping around my shoulders from behind, and a large pair of breasts pressing up against my back.
"Buenos dias, mi amor," was whispered wetly in my ear.
After a moments surprise I looked back as far as I could.
"Maria?"
"Si, handsome boy," she said, sliding around to one side so we were eye to eye, and very close. "Lia let me in. She'll be with us momentito. I understand that congratulations are in order, mi amor."
For those of you who don't recall, Maria is the latino transsexual amazon beauty who helped greatly expand my sexual horizons and understanding of the human condition. To Lia I was darling, someone considered me dearest, and to the still absent Linda I was `Cliffy' but it was said with love. And to Maria I was mi amor, her love, and I couldn't help but want to believe her. How a fifteen year old boy could have acquired so much love in his life was still beyond me, although I now had some suspicions.
In typical fashion those bright red lips swooped in and captured mine in a searing kiss, her arms tightened around my shoulders and those big boobs pressed into my side. Her hand was rubbing over my chest with the occasional detour across the front of my pants.
"Well, my darlings, I see you're both doing so well this morning."
"Ah, Lia, we were just getting warmed up. I guess we'll have to postpone this to another time, Mi amor," Maria said with obvious disappointment.
"Not at all, dear girl. It's just a spot of breakfast and some tea and then back to bed for me."
"Are you alright, Lia," I asked, obviously concerned.
"I'm just fine, darling. In fact, better than I've been in many years. But the last three weeks have been rather demanding and the next nine months will be ever more so. I thought I'd get a head start. You two feel free to enjoy yourselves. I know I've been a bit selfish with you, darling. Maria has been feeling rather neglected of late."
I looked over at Maria and she air kissed me with a look of unbridled passion in her eyes. So we all ate and then Maria and I escorted Lia to our bedroom, saw her put to bed, and then with my arm in a tight grip, Maria and I made our way to the third floor and the big room. No sooner was the door closed than my mouth was covered by those flaming red lips and a fire was lit deep inside me.
On this occasion my lusty latin lover had forgone the platform boots that she usually wore on such occasions so our lips were almost on the same level, in fact I had a bit of an advantage. The kiss went on and on, our bodies pressed tightly together, those big, enhanced tits pushed up tight on my chest. When we finally broke apart, our bodies still tightly held together, she said,
"Ah, mi amor, I've missed those lips. I've missed you."
"I would have thought you'd have all your friends to keep you company," I replied, a bit self depreciatively.
"Yes, I have my friends who keep me company and sate my sexual desires, as they say, but you mi amor, you give me so much more."
"I'm afraid I don't understand, Maria. I've know you all these years, you've taught me so much about people and life, as well as sex, and you're one of those most special people I know, but I don't know why you'd say that about me."
She gave me a quizzical look, then let her arms slide around from me and took hold of one hand in both of hers and led me over to the large, padded platform that had been the scene of so much carnal pleasures and sat us down on the edge, angled to face each other.
"Mi amor, I'm not really surprised you'd say something like that. It's one of the reasons we all love you so much. In many ways, you're still that boy that came into our lives. You still have a lot of that innocence, openness, unselfishness that drew Lia to you right away. We all saw it and wanted to be a part of it."
She took her long fingered, sharply nailed hand and ran it down the side of my face in a loving gesture. I reached up and covered her hand with mine and managed to kiss it. She smiled and went on.
"The fact that Lia was so taken with you was the first sign of your specialness. Linda felt the same way, why else would a high school girl devote herself to someone 3 years her junior. And when you put my cock in your mouth for the first time, you had me too. You were looking up at me with such trust, such willingness. We've talked about it a lot, the three of us, over the years. We don't really understand it, but we wouldn't change it for the world."
More and more I was beginning to think that an invisible hand was showing up more and more, but since the outcomes were so beneficent, I guess I shouldn't complain. But I question did come to mind.
"Maria, I've wondered from time to time. How come you've never, you know, tried to use that big beautiful cock on my ass. You've never hesitated with any of the others that have come here to play. To be honest I'm not sure I'd enjoy it much. But I was just wondering."
With her hand still on my face she leaned in and kissed me, soft and gentle. Then leaning back she said,
"It's because, mi amor, you are the man in my life. The others are playmates but you are the man, and that means you ride me, not the other way around. It's the only way I'd have it, and you. Do you understand, mi amor?"
"Not really, but I hear what you say and I'll keep thinking about it," I replied.
"Well, don't think about it too much now. I'm done talking and I want your lips for something else."
And with that she was back to kissing me with a vengeance, pushing me back onto the cushioning of the platform, her body pinning me down, writhing as she ground her covered cock against mine. She was on fire and the flames were spreading. As had been happening the last three weeks, my cock had swelled to the point of bursting and my pants were painfully tight. I got my mouth free for a moment and said,
"Maria, please, I need to get these clothes off."
"Si, mi amor."
She rolled off and started pulling at the buttons and zippers of her tight leather outfit. In a couple of ticks, our clothes were scattered on the floor and two rigid cocks were pointed at the ceiling. Her massive erection was, as always, bigger than mine, but it didn't appear to be by as much. As if on cue we both raised up on our knees and wrapped our arms around the other and resumed kissing. For some reason, Maria didn't seem to be in her usual hurry to get lips on cocks, or cocks in asshole. She seemed to revel in just having me to herself and feeling all our bare skin pressed together.
It was also obvious that we were both extremely turned on because in short order copious amounts of precum was coating both our cocks, letting them slide against each other and on our bellies.
"Oh, mi amor, I'm on fire. Please, this time, don't fuck me, please make love to me."
I was a little surprised at her fervor but no less turned on so I pressed a little harder and pushed her over onto her back. With legs entwined we began to dry hump each other like a pair of horny teen agers. Of course, the humping didn't stay dry for long as both our cocks began to leak copious amounts of precum and our erections became slippery, ratcheting up our passion.
"Please, please, I need you inside me, mi amor."
Her long legs lifted up and wrapped around the small of my back. I knew this had her tight asshole exposed and I shifted my hips to let my cock drag down along hers and thanks to years of practice, I was able to get the slick head of my cock pressed against her asshole. Her hands slid down to take hold of my ass and she began to tug. In response I began to press forward and it wasn't all that long before the head began to slip in.
Her flame red lips were alongside my ear and she began to whisper a stream of barely intelligible syllables. I had picked up a little Spanish over the years but most of what she was saying was beyond me, expect for the equivalents of love, forever and the like. By the time the entirety of my cock was up inside that hot latin ass, her arms and legs were gripping me like a vice and her hips were pushing back at me in strong, steady strokes.
My lips were working feverishly on her neck and the pace of our fucking became more and more feverish. With a final shove of her hips, she pressed her face into my neck and began to scream as her massive cock began to shoot a heavy load of cum up between our bodies. She was biting my ear as I lost control and began to fire my load into her ass. As had been happening the last three weeks, my cock was hard enough to split the skin and my balls felt like there had been an elastic band wrapped around them as tight as it could be. The pressure was incredible and the amount of cum beyond reason.
I could feel it running past my cock to drip out of her asshole, onto my balls and onto the cushioning of the big platform. It seemed to take forever for me to run down and for my body to turn into jelly, slumping down against her massive, enhanced tits and flat belly. Her mouth was sucking on my neck and shoulder and her limbs refused to ease up so I just laid there, my cock slowly deflating.
"Oh, mi amor, that was so wonderful. I never felt so filled before. Lia was right when she said she thought you had grown. Have you two been playing with herbs?"
With my arms on either side of her I pushed up and looked down into that amazing face.
"No, my latin lovely, no herbs, just an answer to some prayers, I guess. That and being so turned on by you."
She smiled and kissed me hard for a moment.
"Mi amor, from now on, this is how we do it. No more groups and threesomes, just the two of us, with nothing between us but my big fat cock."
I found this to be rather shocking, considering I always thought of Maria as the ultimate party girl and here she was practically professing her undying love for me. I looked deep into those dark eyes and said the only thing I could.
"Whatever you want, my lovely."
The kissing that followed was long and deep and warm. The undulations of her strong hips started to put more starch into my cock and it didn't take long before it was back to full hardness and my own hips had begun to pick up the pace and as our tongues swirled and tangled, my cock worked her ass as hers ground between our stomachs.
Her hands were gliding up and down my back and her finger tips traced along the crease of my ass, tickling my asshole. Her commitment to keeping my ass cock free didn't keep her from teasing. The sensation sent shivers all along the length of my cock. It pushed me to the brink and with spasms of my hips, I began to shoot repeatedly up inside her already cum drenched ass and it seemed like everything was flowing out around my shaft.
These cushions were going to need a serious cleaning but it will be worth every moment. Maria must have been growing weary because her grip on me lessened until her arms and legs were lying on the cushions, streams of cum running down both sides of her stomach. Apparently while I was cumming, she too was letting loose with her second load. I slid back so that my cock had withdrawn from her ass and I was sitting back on my heels.
As I watched, Maria slowly came back to herself and her eyelids fluttered a bit before opening fully. Her lips shifted into a warm, lazy smile and her arms came up to beckon me down and forward. Despite the mess we had made of each other she pulled me close in and we snuggled there on the big platform to share some soft kisses and inconsequential words and it wouldn't be until Lia woke from her nap and came looking for us that we ourselves woke up.
We made us of separate facilities to clean up and by the time I was down stairs Lia was sitting at the table in the kitchen finishing a light lunch, but she was alone.
"Did Maria come down yet?"
"She went home, darling," Lia said, her face unreadable.
I sat down across from her and looking into those sapphire blue eyes, began to lay out my concerns.
"I'm a little confused, Lia. Well, actually, a lot confused."
"And why is that, my darling?"
"Well, everything with Maria seemed different this time. Always in the past, our adventures were all about the fun and sex. Today, it was like we were lovers. She told me I was the man in her life and from now on she only wanted our sex to be between just us two, no more multiple partners or parties. Do you know what's going on?"
Lia's smile was genuine and warm. Her eyes sparkled.
"I do indeed, darling. Simply put, Maria is in love with you. She has been for a long time."
"What?"
"Why so surprised? I'm in love with you, why shouldn't Maria see in you what I have? When I confided in her that you and I were trying to have a baby, she told me she was a little jealous that I was able to have your child and she couldn't. I think that's what prompted her to change your sexual relationship. Seeing that a child would solidify our relationship, she felt she wanted to tighten her tie to you."
"And you're okay with that?"
"Absolutely."
"What should I do?"
"Nothing, well, nothing differently than what you usually do."
My ongoing confusion must have been pretty evident because Lia leaned forward a bit and focused those amazing eyes on me like a pair of blue lasers.
"My darling, you have shown Maria nothing but the best you have ever since you first met. You trusted her enough to take that first big step when you sucked that big, beautiful cock of hers when she offered it to. Even though you described your previous sex with her as fun, to my eye you always treated her like a lover, with consideration and gentleness. When you're not having sex, there is always the hugs, the kisses, paying attention to what she says. My goodness, how could she not have fallen in love with you. So, why should you have to do anything different. She is part of our circle of love. Just let it be so."
I sat there at the table, a little stunned at the implications, and had to wonder what was coming next. What came next was nearly two months of work for both of us, then slow, passionate sex throughout the evenings, but Lia made a slight adjustment. Since the knowledge of her pregnancy, there was no more cumming inside her. Whenever I announced my being on the verge of cumming, I was pushed off and my cock was swallowed so that not a drop of cum escaped her lips. She insisted all the protein would be good for the baby.
As for Maria, she was a weekly visitor, on the weekend and each time, she spent some time with Lia in conversation and then taking me by the hand up to the big room where she smothered me in kisses while extracting me from my clothes. This was followed by a slow strip on her part, never once taking her eyes off of mine. On the one hand I had to think the intensity of her attention was a little scary, but on the other, I was pretty flattered and very turned on.
What followed was at least an hour, usually more, of her supercharged loving. We varied our activities a bit, to include mutual oral, cock grinding and finally the fucking, either face to face or dog style, but always finishing face to face so that as I came inside her our eyes were fixed on each other. Two playful lovers expressing their depth of feeling for each other in ways that would have a porn producer green with envy.
At the end of those two months I came home to a major surprise. Coming through the door I was about to announce my presence when I was hit by a fast moving object massing about a hundred and ten pounds. A head of dark hair was against my chest and a pair of strong arms around my back.
"Oh my god, Cliffy, I'm so glad to see you. I've missed you so much."
"Linda? Is it really you?"
"Yes, it is. I got here about an hour ago. Lia's was telling me the wonderful news, I'm so happy."
I was able to get enough space between us so I could look down and see that beautiful round face looking back at me. Her smile was wide and her eyes bright and a bit damp. I leaned down and pressed my lips to hers and it was like she hadn't been gone for almost a year and half. Her arms tightened and our lips ground and our tongues danced. When we finally pulled apart she had her eyes closed but the smile was back.
"Oh, damn, baby, how I missed that. No one has lips like yours. Now, come on, we all need to talk," she said, clamping my arm and hauling me along.
"Come here, my darlings, sit yourselves down and we can all get reacquainted," Lia called out from the parlor.
Lia was sitting in the well cushioned chair, still not showing anything significant yet. Linda took this as permission to maintain her grip and plop us both down on the loveseat.
"So, darling, Linda was telling me about her adventures in Asia."
"Yes, I won't bore you by repeating it, I'll tell Cliffy some other time, but the important thing I haven't told you, so I'll tell you both. I was sitting in a hotel in Hong Kong, trying to figure out my next move after having visited various parts of China and a thought occurred to me. Why was I spending so much time and effort trying to find myself here, when everything I am and want to be and need is right here in this house with you two, and all our friends."
She let go of me with one hand and waved it in a sweeping gesture.
"I've never been so happy as when I was here with you two, living and loving and having so much fun with Maria and the others. So as soon as I could I got a flight, or series of flights and here I am and here I'll stay," and then her face clouded a bit. "That is if there is still room for me here, what with the baby coming and all."
"My dearest Linda, there is and always will be a place for you here and in our hearts," Lia replied, to which I nodded, getting a fat smooch on the cheek in return.
"Thank you, I had hoped so, rather desperately in fact. There was something else I was going to ask, of Cliffy, but now, I'm not sure," Linda said, the longing clear on her face.
"Linda, dear, you should know that you should never fear asking for anything in this house, of us."
Linda smiled a brittle smile and took in a deep breath, blew it out and said, gripping my arm tightly.
"I want to have a baby, your baby," she said, looking directly at me. "And I want to raise him or her here in this house amidst all the love and caring there could be."
I guess I wasn't nearly as surprised as I thought I should be, especially considering how much Linda and I meant to each other, right from the start. But I still had to ask,
"Are you sure, Linda, I mean, don't you want a family of your own."
"Yes, I do, Cliffy. You are my family, and you Lia, and that bundle of joy growing inside you, you are all my family and it's the best family there ever could be."
I couldn't help but smile, and then I looked at Lia.
"And you, how do you feel about this?"
Lia smiled and stood up, came to stand in front of us and as gracefully as an angel, she knelt in front of us, taking a hand of each of us and said,
"My darling, my dear, if I was any happier than I am right now, I believe I would explode."
We managed some serious kissing, in various combinations, along with tears and hugging. Then there was a long conversation where I was filled in on all of Linda's wanderings, discoveries, and disappointments. And now her elations and desires leading up to a very, very interesting evening.
We had a nice quiet dinner for three, all of us pitching in to make the meal and then cleaning up the aftermath. Then I was directed to go take a shower, shave and in general make myself as presentable as possible. Lia was taking Linda in hand, and I was pretty sure it wouldn't involve leather bustiers or hip boots. I was right.
When I entered our bedroom Lia and Linda were standing by the bed, hand in hand. Lia was wearing a simple floor length gown in translucent black. While you couldn't see through it, it did nothing to hide her amazing body. The face, eyes and hair spoke for themselves, and they were screaming sexiest woman alive.
Linda was a study in contrasts. Her dark hair only came to shoulder length but was teased out a bit to frame her roundish face. The application of judicious amounts of makeup gave her a smoldering intensity accented by the choice of outfit. Lia's had simply said, I am here. Linda was saying come and get me.
A red lace bra pushed her smaller but still full tits into a tight cleavage. Her panties were likewise red lace, a small triangle in the front, the string straps arcing up over her hips and disappearing around her back. Covering this was a sheer red jacket that covered nothing but accented everything, hanging to mid-thigh. No leather lace up boots here, just some simple low heel pumps.
Since my lovers seemed to prefer me naked, I had never accumulated any kind of male erotic clothing. Instead I appeared in a simple black robe, given to me years ago that may have been silk but I was never really sure.
"Come to me, Cliffy. Make love to me and don't stop until we can't move anymore," Linda said.
Lia let Linda's hand fall and she walked toward me, pausing to kiss me lightly on the lips and then she kept going until she left the room. With a smile that didn't do justice to what I was feeling I walked toward the only woman that might be considered competition for Lia, by someone who didn't understand how things were. As I took the last step, her arms came out and up over my shoulders, our lips meeting in a kiss that ratcheted up in intensity the longer we held it.
We took the opportunity to begin to peel each other. I was simple, I simple pull on the belt of the robe and a push at the shoulder had it puddled at my feet, my hard cock pointing toward the ceiling. Linda's jacket had a few ties at the front, but thank the goddess, they were done in simple bows and a few quick pulls and it fell open to give a close look at her cleavage and flat stomach. A tug and it joined my robe at our feet.
Now that some warm bare skin was in contact our passion flared and I was given a demonstration of just how strong that compact body was. With a shove I was on the bed on my back, and she was at my side in the next moment. Her eyes were flaring and her heavy breathing was doing wonders with her cleavage. She was looking down at my hard cock and she said,
"My god, Cliffy, your cock looks bigger than I remember. Have I been away that long?"
"I'm not sure, sweetheart, but I think there has been some changes, and for the better. Just wait," I said as I rolled toward her, my mouth closing over hers and letting my body pin her to the bed. In a matter moments, we had our arms around each other and our legs entwined, our hips beginning to dance.
When our mouths parted she rasped,
"Oh, lover, please, we have forever to play, right now I just need your cock inside me. It's been so, so long."
So off came the panties and bra and once again I was between the legs of a woman I loved and she loved me and baby was going to make three. Or so we all hoped. As my cock began pushing inside her pussy she groaned and said,
"Oh, lover, you feel so good, you're stretching me like you never have. You really have grown, how is that possible? Oh, never mind, just fuck me until you cum and then fuck me more."
With that our lips rejoined and we didn't let off the kissing until I couldn't hold it anymore and the elastic bands around my balls snapped and I began to shot streams of cum up inside Linda. She was groaning and babbling into my shoulder as her own orgasm ripped through her compact sturdy frame.
We held onto each other, our bodies trembling and our lips moving over necks, shoulders and faces. I could feel her pussy throbbing around my cock and it was staying hard, so remembering what she said, I began to stroke my cock inside her pussy and her arms resumed her death grip around my back and her legs were once more hooked around the back of mine, her hips matching mine for pace and intensity.
Despite the slippery mess I was making of her pussy, it was still tight and hot and the stimulation was incredible. Without warning, my cock began to hose the inside of Linda's pussy with more and more cum. She was screaming and thrashing her head as her body tensed and shuddered and quaked. When we were finally finished convulsing, I came to rest on top of her, both of us breathing like bellows. Her eyes opened and the look she gave me would have made a volcano jealous.
"Oh, lover, as good as it always was, this was absolutely amazing. Something very interesting has been going on around here."
"Oh, my dear wonderful girl, you have no idea, but I think I should let Lia explain it all. I don't know what she may have told you in the past and quite frankly I don't know if I'd be able to explain it all properly. It's an amazing story."
"Okay," she agreed, threading her arms back around my neck, pressing her lips to mine for some more serious making out.
She managed to push me over onto my back, although I didn't resist much, and she crawled up on top of me and just laid their like the warmest blanket ever made. After she had enough for the moment, she pulled her head back and rested her chin on my chest.
"Miss me?"
"Truly? Yes, so much so, that I think if I didn't have Lia here with me, I would have been very depressed, maybe enough to come looking for you," I replied, surprised at how much I really meant it.
She looked a little surprised as well.
"Really? With Lia here I wouldn't have thought you'd notice me gone at all."
"Then you would have thought wrong, sweetheart. If the worst ever happened and I had to make a choice between the two of you, I'd have to walk away from you both. I could never live with the decision. Lia is, as you well know, is the most unusual and special woman in the world. With her I'm floating at 20,000 feet. You, on the other hand, are what keeps me grounded. You were there, all those years, spending all that time, making the most mundane times special."
I raised my head up and our lips met for a few moments and then I dropped my head back down again. Her eyes were wide and the look on her face was entranced.
"Having you at my side in high school made me feel like I was ten feet tall. And then when you were in college and we were still together like two peas in a pod. Don't think for a minute that I could ever willingly live my life without you. I've worried while you were away. Now I hope the worrying is over."
Her chin had been trembling and now the tears were flowing and she moved further up so she could bury her face in my neck and my arms held her just enough to keep her on top of me. I let one hand rest on the back of her head and lightly stroked her hair. Finally, her head lifted up and she gave a bit of a sniffle and her lips came to rest lightly on mine.
"Lover, I don't think I've ever been happier. I should never have left you two."
"No, it was important that you did. Otherwise you'd always be thinking about it. Now, you have an answer and you can meet the future with a clear mind," I countered, my hands running down her back and then up again.
"Hmmm, god I love your hands. I guess you're right. But I do have a mystery to pursue," she said, and then she began sliding down my body until her face was above my semi stiff cock.
"Oh, yes, a lovely mystery, indeed."
Her tongue darted out and began to lick along the bottom, from balls to head and back. I began to swell and the head of my cock began to push up towards my navel. When I was at full stretch her face came back up and she was smiling a wicked smile.
"Oh my god, Cliffy, lover. It has gotten bigger. The tip is right at your belly button. It was never that close before. What is going on here?"
"I think I can answer that, my dear," Lia said from the doorway to the bedroom. "But not right now. Remember our arrangement."
Linda smiled and took hold of the shaft of my cock and began to suck it with abandon. Despite the orgasms and two heavy loads of cum, she was still horny as hell and sucking my cock for all she was worth. Lia came over and sat on the bed beside us and was running her hand over my chest.
"I've missed seeing this, you two losing yourselves in each other. Nothing better than young love."
"Lia, we're both in our thirties."
"Young is a matter of perspective, my darling," she said with a smile, her eyes fixed on Linda's gifted oral work on my cock.
She watched for my telltales and when she saw my hips moving, she leaned down to get her face close and when Linda lifted off, Lia swooped in and covered the head of my cock with her mouth and with two strokes of her hand, I bucked and began firing off a slightly lesser load of cum into Lia's ravenous mouth. I could hear her gulping and slurping and getting it all down. Finally satisfied that she had gotten all of my load, we got ourselves rearranged according to Lia's desires.
First, she stood up and with a quick pull, her gown fell to the floor revealing that unique lush figure. She sat on the bed and got herself propped up by the pillows, then pulled me up and in so I was leaning back against her, partially cushioned by her full bare breasts. Linda cuddled up on my side, her head resting on my chest, the rest of her body pulled in next to me. Lia had a hand resting on Linda's head, gently stroking her hair.
Nothing was said, or needed to be. We were back together, our little family and nothing could have felt more right. Perhaps it was because Linda was younger but it was only about ten days later that I had another visitation. As we had for each of the previous evenings, Linda and I used the big bed to make love and hopefully make a baby. Each time, Lia would appear near the end and Linda would prepare me for a final offering of cum for my beloved to swallow.
On this night, after we arranged ourselves I fell into a very deep sleep. When I found myself in that bright lit place I knew where I was and couldn't help to smile, if only to myself, knowing what it meant, at least in part. Linda and I would be parents, as I had often hoped.
"Greetings, dearest."
"Um, hello...ah, I don't think I was ever told your name."
"That is not a surprise, dearest, for I have no name. One has never been necessary."
"Oh, okay."
"As you have already deduced, I can tell you that you and Linda, for the first time, will be parents."
"The first time? There will be more?"
"I would judge so. There is far too much love there to be limited to one."
I had to admit I liked that idea. Maybe the beginning of a family basketball team.
"I see you are receptive to the idea. I am much pleased. And I also have a further task for you, dearest," that low voice said, in a way that tickled at my ear.
"Is there someone else looking to have a child?" I asked, a bit facetiously.
"Yes, dearest, there is in fact," she said, a faint smile visible on the flawless face that had become clearer to me as we talked.
In fact, for the first time I was able to see her completely. She was standing on a low stone platform, attired in a plain white gown that draped about her body, but seemed to highlight certain features. Her arms were bare, the neck line was high and only the toes of her feet were visible, apparently bare footed.
Her hair was silver white blonde and cascaded down her back, so I didn't know how long it was. We appeared to be about a dozen feet apart and her eyes, those deep sapphire blue eyes regarded me intently. I had seen those eyes before and I wondered.
"Yes, dearest, my daughter and I share that feature, I reveal myself to you as I am, not as I, or you, would have you see me."
"I don't think I could imagine any image more flawlessly beautiful. May I ask who's child you are referring to."
There was that smile again, the knowing, slightly humorous smile.
"Mine, dearest, mine."
Here the thoughts shifted into high gear. She claimed Lia as her daughter. They shared the same eyes and flawless complexion, although the goddess' was not nearly so pale as Lia. And if we were able to bring a child into the world, Lia was indeed largely human, so a human father was likely. My eyes had never left hers and there was that smile again.
"Your reasoning is sound, dearest. Will you do this for me?"
"Gladly, but there must be a better choice. Someone smarter or..." I ended with a shrug.
"No, dearest," she said, with a shake of her head. "It is not a matter of some great thinker, or doer, a brave fighter or the like. Your capacity for love, for compassion, for acceptance. Your willingness to open your heart to create a family based on that love, there is no more perfect father for the one that is to come."
"Will I ever meet this one?" I asked.
"When the time is right, for your influence will be needed, yes."
I simply nodded my head. I had no idea how this was supposed to take place, so I was a little surprised when her hands reached up to her shoulders and undid the bows that were tied atop each. The plain white gown slithered to the floor with a slight sound of fabric and what was revealed was, in a word, magnificent. I had once thought of Lia as a goddess, when to my young mind her body, complexion and eyes were somehow so other worldly. It seemed I wasn't far off, since her mother had the same amazing curves, now fully revealed.
"Come to me, dearest."
While I supposed I was still in bed, wedged in between my two loves, I was also here, in some sort of physicality because I was walking across that short distance while she took one step down and when we met she was eye to eye with me, her arms going up around my shoulders and our lips met. This entire time I hadn't realized I was as naked as I was back on the big bed and I could feel my fully hard cock pressed against that flawless lower stomach.
The feeling of being wrapped in those arms wasn't electric, or blazing hot, or any other cliché. It was one of an all-enveloping warmth, a love that knew no bounds, a joy that had no limits. Perhaps this was what extasy was meant to be. I could swear we hadn't moved but I became aware that she was shifting our weight and pulling me down to come to rest on our sides still wrapped in each other's arms. Our lips parted and her head pulled back and she said,
"Do not be concerned on how to proceed. Make love to me as you would any other. I desire to know what my daughter has known."
And with that our lips were joined again, tongues dancing, hands roaming. It occurred to me that no man truly deserved what I was receiving and I could only hope that I proved worthy. Her hips were grinding against me with some urgency and taking her at her word I did what I would have done with Lia, or Linda, and to some extent, Maria. I rolled us over so that she was on her back and I began to kiss my way down her throat, using my lips to caress that flawless, warm skin.
When I came to those magnificent breasts I spent a fair amount of time working the hard fat nipples and hearing some very significant groaning. I wondered if I would remember any of this. Her hips began to move again so I took the hint and slid my face down until I was between her smooth sleek thighs, seeing just a faint patch of the silver white hair. My tongue and lips went to work and the results were to say the least very satisfying.
It is interesting to think that a goddess was capable of grunting and groaning, but such was the case. As I worked passionately on her pussy with my lips and tongue, her body squirmed and buck and sounds emanated from her throat that could only be described as animal. Her hands, at once, warm and strong wrapped their slender fingers in my hair and kept a firm pressure on my head to keep me about my business. I think her ladyship was greatly enjoying my attention. If her reactions were similar to my beloved Lia, she had enjoyed two rather significant orgasms and at the end of the second my head was pulled up high enough so that we made eye contact.
"I know understand much of my daughters joy. Now I must have you inside me. Please, dearest, give me what I desire."
I wasn't sure if she was referring to my cock or the load that was simmering in my balls but since both were mine to give, I wasted no time and got myself into position, kneeling between her satin smooth thighs. My recently enhanced erection was pointing towards my chin so I took it in hand and rubbed the head up and down those puffy lips and heard her groaning but something suggested she wasn't going to be patient so I brought the head to the base of her lips and began to push in. I was still in that kneeling position as the head pushed in when I felt strong insistent hands on my arms pulling me forward and down, covering that lush body with mine more mundane one, but her ladyship didn't seem to mind.
I began working my hips and in a few strokes my cock was fully embedded in that warmest of places. Her arms were wrapped around my shoulders and her legs were hooking behind mine. I'm not sure whether it was whispered in my ear or delivered more directly but what I `heard' was,
"Oh, my dearest one, you are so wonderful. To be so loved by you.." and it tapered off as her hips began to rock in time with mine. Those magnificent breasts, I know, but they are too nice to called `tits', were pressed against my chest, the hard nipples very noticeable. I didn't notice what her finger nails looked like but I could feel them grazing the skin of my back. I kept picking up low toned syllables but I couldn't make sense of them, only that they sounded happy. My cock continued to saw back and forth, tightly gripped by strong pussy walls, and again my balls felt as if a tight band was wrapped around them. I suppose this was the new normal.
I wasn't sure how much longer I could hold out but it didn't matter because her ladyship went into a full body seizure with arms and legs threatening to crush me and her pussy seemed to literally squeeze the cum from my cock as I began to fire stream after stream, setting off a long low growling scream that seemed to echo endlessly. She screamed and I came seemingly without end. But finally, it came to an end, with me lying spent on top of that flawless body.
The crushing grip had eased and now she was running one hand up and down my back while the other fondled the back of my head, playing with my hair. I thought for a moment if I looked, I would see Lia below me, but instead, I saw the white blonde hair and the marginally darker complexion. And the eyes. They looked the same color but they seemed to be truly bottomless. And they were smiling.
I thought it was inappropriate to be using a goddess as a mattress so I tried to slide to the side but she only allowed me enough to get half of me off of her and then the grip tightened again. I took the hint and settled in to listen to the sound of her breathing, or whatever it is she was doing, the fingers still working my hair. Then there was a deep, very satisfied sigh and her lips found my forehead.
"Thank you, dearest. Your gift to me is beyond measure."
"What? Already?"
"It has begun, dearest. But more than that. The love that you showed me was pure, uncompromised, given without regard for reward."
"Um, I've had the feeling that perhaps I've received some rewards already."
The arms squeezed again and those lips found my forehead again.
"For you and those you love, myself included now. And I would not object, dearest, to your continuing to think of me as `ladyship'. For some reason it pleases me."
I may have been overstepping but I thought I would risk it.
"Ladyship, if I might ask, about my father..."
The arms squeezed and the result was that feeling of warmth and love again, deep and heartfelt.
"I am sorry, dearest, but that is a place where I have no influence. But know that I grieved as did you and your mother. For much that you are, he was and his untimely passing was a great loss."
Hearing those words, wrapped in that warmth and love, something passed and a dark space in my soul seemed to evaporate. The memories remained but the heartache was gone. I have to think that was my true reward.
"Dearest, I would ask an indulgence from you."
"Me, what could I grant to you?"
"Allow me to extend this moment with you for I find I am not yet ready to return you to my daughter."
"It would be my extreme pleasure," I replied.
There was that sparkle of true blue, with a hint of something else, but I dared not put a word to it. It didn't matter, for a heard a throaty chuckle and Ladyship said,
"Yes, dearest, you see my longing, my lust, for you. But fear not, you will not suffer."
And then she was moving, her mouth on mine for a grinding tongue sucking kiss that would have put Maria to shame. Then it was a slow trek down my torso, stopping to lick and kiss my rock hard nipples. She even, wonder of wonders, flicked her tongue in my navel. Then her hand took hold of my rock hard, aching cock and slowly, tenderly stroked it. Those heavenly, sorry I had to say it, lips softly caressed the head and then traced the underside of my cock with gentle kisses.
This was all by feel, because all I could see was all that pale, but softly thick hair. When the lips parted and began to slip down over the head, I let out a groan and couldn't help but put my hand on her hand, her hair feeling like the finest silk. I could also see that her hair went down to nearly the base of her spine, but not enough to disguise the most exquisite ass I have ever seen. As I was thinking this a gentle hand caressed my rapidly filling ball sack and her lips finished their first full transit of my cock, taking in the entire, enhanced organ.
She continued to, there's no other word for it, worship my cock with her lips and hand. Her hair was brushing my thighs and lower stomach and it felt like be massaged with a silk cloth. I have no idea how long this went on. In fact, I had no idea if any time had passed at all but finally she let my cock slide out of her mouth and she brought her head up to look at me and she said,
"Please, dearest. Let me feel the pleasure of your love once again. My desire for you must be sated or it will consume me."
So I took the lead and with hands on her shoulders I brought her back up to lie side by side and then rolled over on top of her. Her arms were immediately around me and once more it felt like I was wrapped in warmth. Her lips however were burning as they ground against mime and her hips insistent. Once more my cock was slipping past her wet lips and with several strokes, was balls deep inside her.
The fucking then began. It was different than the first time, hotter, harder and with more passion. It was as if the act of conception required some decorum but now it was about sating an unquenchable fire, a godly lust. Her hands came to rest on my ass and were pulling at me, trying to get me deeper even though I had nothing more to give, unless she somehow could get my balls inside.
Again I could feel the tension build and then snap as her orgasm hit and the second time around she had just relaxed when my balls pulled tight and I began to fire shot after shot of heavy cum up inside her. Again, I found myself lying atop her like a wet wash cloth, totally spent, completely sated. And again, those words in my ear, one way or the other.
"Oh, my dearest. I feel unlike I ever have before. There is something about you that is unknown to me. But I don't need to understand it to appreciate it. My daughter could not possibly have chosen better."
"Um, Ladyship," I managed to mutter from somewhere near her ear. "Didn't she get some help there?"
I felt two hands take hold of my head and pull it up so that I could look down into those eyes, the flawless face surrounded by some of that amazing hair and she said,
"Not nearly so much as you might think, dearest. Some few like you find your way into the world, with perhaps a nudge or two here and there, but your meeting with my daughter was more fortune than plan."
And her lips found mine again, no longer afire but full of love. Then she pulled me back down and her lips found my ear and the last I heard her say was,
"Rest, dearest and best loved, for you having given me much and all and it is time for you to sleep."
What woke me was two pairs of lips, one set on each cheek. When my eyes were open and able to focus I saw two pairs of eyes regarding me from above, one pair sapphire blue, the other nearly black. I guess I was still a little fuzzy because I said,
"A goddess and two angels."
Linda looked confused but Lia merely nodded. The way they were lying beside me I was able to have an arm around each so I tightened up and pulled them down so they each had a head on my shoulder. Linda was drawing little somethings with a fingertip on my stomach as she began,
"Cliffy, lover?"
"Yes, my little mother to be?"
"How do you know that?" she asked.
"Take my word for it, sweetheart. Lia can explain it for you much better than I can."
Lia raised her head from my chest and looked at Linda.
"Later this morning, dear, you and I will sit down and have a long talk, but for now, I'd accept Cliff at his word."
Linda's squeeze was almost painful
"And there is much that you and I need to discuss as well, my darling."
But anything I could have said in response was lost when her tongue entered my mouth and proceeded to wrestle mine into submission. It would be some time before we were able to get down to the kitchen for breakfast.
So here I am at thirty, the father of three children. Yup, Lia had twins. A boy and a girl, so technically they are not identical twins but if you dress them alike it's very difficult to tell them apart. Linda had a girl who is the very image of her mother, possibly with a little of daddy's height. There is no terrible in these two year olds and when I get home at night I get swarmed with hugs and kisses and there is nothing better.
I was worried about how this was going to affect Maria but she has taken on the role of Tia Maria with a vengeance spending part of nearly every day here with her nieces and nephew. She also recommended a young man as a `nanny' and he's working out extremely well. Gay, yes, but he loves these kids and they love him. He also loves getting my fat cock in his mouth and ass so he's making a nice addition to the family, and yes, the ladies know.
We did have to remodel the big room on the third floor so that it is now a children's play room but we've made other arrangements, and since we don't do the big parties so much anymore, it doesn't put too much of a crimp in our style.
As for her Ladyship, a child was born in due course and I'm waiting for when we first meet but I have no idea when or where but I'm sure I'll recognize her, yes, a her, when I see her. I guess it was true that I was a dearest and most beloved because once her child was born, Ladyship has come to me in my sleep at least half a dozen times. Is it really real or has working with herbs all these years done something to me? I don't know and I don't care. The visitations are mind boggling and when I lie in bed with my two ladies snuggled up at my side, and I feel a third pair of warm lips kissing my forehead I know a contentment no other man ever could. What could be better?