She opened her gown all the way, but didn’t take it off, displaying her perfect body to me in the space between the furry lapels, complete with the faint tan lines I had always loved. Her breasts were pale olive, gorgeous against the silky bronze skin on the rest of her body. Her bush was thick, lush, and trimmed closely at every edge, lying in another expanse of untanned olive skin. Liv had painted her nails deep, deep red, almost carmine, along with her toenails, especially sexy in contrast to her skin. Her whole body was inviting, beckoning me to make love to her.
Panting, I said, “Have to do this right, my love.” I stripped entirely, slowly for her, in the best order I could imagine. My shoes and socks were first, then my pants and boxers, and she cooed with barely restrained lust as my erection, stiff and quivering with longing, was revealed. Finally my tie, shirt and undershirt made it to the floor, and I moved in, our naked bodies against each other, her stiff nipples against my bare chest, her velvety thighs cradling and surrounding my hips.
My cock stood at full attention, ready to dive into the lush raven-haired jungle at her crotch and penetrate all the way to the dark, curled pussy lips and beyond. I lay gingerly atop her, letting it rub against her bush, actually aching for her. The wonderful, musky scent of her womanhood filled my senses, and we both knew I wanted her as much as she wanted me.
Liv reached down with one hand and gripped my shaft, then rubbed my glans on her labia, parting them, spreading her lubrication all over our crotches. Her voice was still smoky and covetous. “Do it, Cody. I want you inside me… Fuck me, baby…” She stopped rubbing me on her, then moved the head of my cock to the entrance to her pussy. Leaning in slowly, I put my cock inside her for the first time since May, and fought not to explode immediately.
Her pussy was as wet and warm and wonderful as the first time, and every time after, that we had made love. Liv’s vaginal walls were tight from exercise and lack of sex, and I wondered if she’d been this tight her first time, with a nameless boyfriend in high school. Her spread thighs, welcoming and warm, showed me she was ready, and I entered her slowly, not wanting to go too fast, going as gently as possible, and she moaned so loudly when our bushes met for the first time. She put her arms around me, and her ankles gradually crossed themselves over my back, not to hold me there, but to embrace me with her whole body.
“Ah…fuck, baby. You feel so good. It’s been…sooo long, Cody,” she sighed, leaning her head back and closing her eyes to feel me penetrate her yearning cunt. Lying on the couch, sticking my dick inside her, reminded me of the conversation pit in Concord, and the one we’d made love on in the honeymoon suite over Valentine’s Day. Even though I’d cum inside Carla on Saturday night, two short days ago, my Liv had a way of making me feel like it had been a month since I’d had sex at all.
I gasped as I held back, moving slowly, making it last for her. “Liv…I love you so much.”
She now ran her hands up and down my arms, and put her right leg over the back of the couch, spreading herself more. “Cody…I forgot… Not forgot, but didn’t remember how…unhh…good you feel inside me. Oh, baby… Fill me up. I’m…so…ready…”
So was I, and I started to move faster, pistoning my dick in and out of her hot, wet pussy. Her juices were practically weeping out of her, making the way slippery and hot as I picked up speed. One of my arms was braced on the arm of the sofa, the other on its back, under Liv’s knee. She was the most heavenly thing I could imagine at that moment, beautiful olive skin, glorious pale patches covering her tits and pussy, and her soft moans, gradually becoming louder in time to my thrusts.
Our soft lovemaking progressed to a solid whap-whap-whap as my groin met hers, and her musky, feminine scent drove me over the top, sooner than I wanted, but I wanted to fuck her now for days without stopping. She put her arms around my neck, pulling me down on top of her to finish.
Her belly tensed instants before my cock trembled and shot my load into her, spurt after spurt of cum inside her, and our moans filled the room again, before we collapsed into each other, and at last I pulled out, slowly, teasingly. She moaned and giggled.
“Cody, that was…incredible. It felt so snug, so tight… I came almost as hard as you did, my love, my wonderful man…” We held each other, shaking as our climaxes transitioned into afterglow.
We sat up, Liv leaning into my shoulder as I held her. “Fuck, Cody… That was better than the first time you had me on a couch!”
I chuckled. “I was thinking about the conversation pit, too, baby. I don’t know… My first time was incredible, and it only gets better with you.”
Liv turned and kissed me very gently, a loving thank you. “I’m so in love with you, Cody, and I absolutely don’t regret sharing you with Carla.”
My brows knitted briefly, and she laughed breezily. “Baby, it’s okay. I’m okay with you still sleeping with Carla. Didn’t she tell you…?”
“She did, and said I wouldn’t have to choose between you…”
“That’s true.”
“…But Liv, I love you. I love Carla too. I…” At a loss for words, my voice faded away.
Liv turned to face me, pulling her gown back over her shoulders, but declining to cover any other part of her magnificent nudity. “Cody, I think she told you that we would choose between us who gets you.” I nodded in mute agreement. “You don’t have to worry about it at all. I don’t know quite how to say this, but you’ve been so good for me, the man I love best and most. Carla is just as taken with you, believe me. She and I have talked about it. At length.”
“Liv, it’s just so strange. Ordinarily women don’t…share their men, unless it’s by accident, or it’s a polygamous marriage, or…”
“Baby, neither one of us is marrying you just yet!” She put her arms around me, squeezed me briefly, and leaned back again. “Can you honestly say you don’t enjoy having two hot women trading you off for the weekend, not competing, sharing you totally? Both loving and in love with you?”
“When you put it that way, no. But, Liv, it’s just so odd, I’ve never heard of this before…”
“Cody, I love you with all my heart. So does my daughter. Best advice I have for now is to enjoy the ride, and enjoy riding us. Most men never have two women in their lives at the same time, sharing and being willing to share you, and we are very willing, but one thing…”
I looked at her, and she chuckled again. “What is not going to happen is a hot threesome with mother and daughter. That’s just too much of a porn cliché for my taste.”
My laugh was as much a reaction to her sense of humor as it was relief, and she shared that, along with the rest of the evening, with me.
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I put in the next day for one of my three weeks of vacation, another perk of being a Senior Analyst, in two weeks. I hadn’t taken any time except for a couple of sick days, and of course spending time with Liv at the hospital. Liv signed off on it, as did Tanya. This was going to be a couple of weeks earlier than the original mid-October target for Liv to be fully ready for sex, and I was very eager to keep Liv in bed with me, and on the beach, and everywhere else. I chose a place on the South Carolina coast, an intimate beachfront place Liv and I could completely relax.
After our inaugural return to intimacy Monday evening, we only made love three times more that week. Liv had complained of some soreness from her first intercourse in nearly four months, not ameliorated at all by her regimen at the gym, tightening and toning everything including her abs, thighs and pussy. We had sex Wednesday, then twice on Thursday, which was supposed to be Carla’s night.
Carla, for her part, had willingly given up her Thursday to me and her mother, and didn’t seem at all upset, or even surprised, about her mother’s faster-than-expected recovery. The last thing I wanted was either of them jealous, but Carla patiently explained, “Cody, you’ve been without my mom full-time since May. I’m more than okay with the two of you going out of town and spending a whole week together. Just so you take time to make it up to me!” When she chuckled at the end of that statement, I could close my eyes and picture Liv saying exactly that, the same way, and meaning it.
Carla’s reaction to my planned week off with Liv was surprising. She said without even a hitch in her voice that we both deserved it, and hoped we would fully enjoy wherever I picked for our trip. Then she told me she planned to pick out a resort I could take her to in the near future. It was clear from the merriment in her eyes and her happy smile that she was certain she could enjoy spending time at a resort with me as much as her mother would.
Friday night, Carla climbed in bed at the apartment, naked and eager, snuggling up close to me for a long kiss, before pausing. “You realize I’ll be without your cock and tongue for over a week, what with you being off on the coast and in my mom all of next week.” I nodded, but before I could answer, she pressed on.
“So, Cody, that means I need to get completely filled up and satisfied to hold me over, until I have you again!” She held me close, grinning. “After about a week, I’ll probably be using my dildo every night, but I’ll only be thinking of you!” Carla leaned in and gave me a long, slow kiss, hugging me with every inch of her body, to forestall any answer.
We made love all night and into the morning. I half-wondered if Carla was trying to wear me out so I wouldn’t be able to perform for Liv, but she wasn’t petty like that. Neither of my girls were, but both were equally voracious, equally in love with me, and either was very welcome in my bed at any time. It amazed me how willing they were to share my body and my cock and my mouth and everything else, and that made me even hotter for either, and both, of them.
Saturday morning was Carla’s turn to stand in the shower stall to receive my oral skills, but she sat and told me she was going to skip it this weekend. I stood in the warm spray while she sucked me off, and felt her swallowing the lion’s share of it before rinsing her face under the stream. She held me very tightly afterwards, smiling into my chest, and murmured, “I told you I could learn to love the taste…”