Liv's Legacy: Paula Pt. 02

"How about some music, and maybe a dance or two?" Liv asked after we'd sat and talked some.

"Sure, that sounds good," Elle said with as much of a smile as she could muster.

Liv made sure to put on a slow one; for her, that was pushing it. When the slow piece came on Elle looked at us both, her face somewhat anxious looking. By the look on her face we saw how disturbed she so suddenly was, and we looked at her for a moment or two, wondering if she was going to say something. She did.

"I'm sorry, but it's killing me. Damn it, I hate to be saying it now, but...I'm in love with you—both of you, and have been for some time," she strained mightily to get it out.

"No problem, Eleanore," Liv said softly. "We're in love with you too, but we haven't wanted to make you feel pushed into anything."

They looked at each other for a moment more, then Elle looked at me, her face wondering if it was so.

"It's true, Elle. We've talked about it, and wondered if sometime it might be possible, that things could work out for all of us," I said.

"But now we have to ask ourselves if we follow love's demands," Liv said.

"Demands?" Elle asked, though probably not meaning to.

Elle was nervous, but I could see the wanting in her eyes, the way she kept licking her lips, and the strong rise and fall of her breasts that heaved in such a mesmerizing way.

"Yes, demands. If love is there, love must express itself. Shall we allow our love to be expressed as it wants to be? We will if it's what you want too," Liv said.

"You know I do, Liv, and you, Paula. God, I'm crazy about you both," she felt a need to reexpress her love of us.

That was all any of us needed. As another slow tune started Liv just looked at Elle with a raised eyebrow, then a soft smile then we both moved closer to Elle. She moved toward us too. When we met, our bodies all pressed together, both Liv and I against her breasts fairly much. We all let out a final tell-tale sigh that sealed our love. I was sure their eyes were closed in enjoyment as mine were.

"Are you sure this is okay, Eleanore?" Liv whispered to her.

Elle kiss Liv, and it quickly became very passionate. Not to be left out, I slipped my hand between them and began undoing Elle's blouse buttons, then slipping Liv's top off of her though they had to break their kiss. At that, Elle quickly slipped my top off, and kissed me just as hard as she had Liv, her breasts mashing against me sending some of the sweetest thrills of anticipation through me.

Though I didn't dwell on it, I knew Elle had a special bra, one that supported her breasts to keep them from weighing her forward and down. Liv took care of that, reaching behind her and undoing whatever held them together, and freed them to our visual pleasure.

"Oh my," I gasped. "Elle, they're so beautiful," I said, and went to one of them, kissing it, then taking the large, already turgid nipple.

Her nipples were large and plump anyway, but extended with her excitement as they were, they became so sexually irresistible, so much so that Liv was already suckling on the other one. Elle's hands were at the back of our necks pulling both of us to her as she moaned in extreme pleasure, obviously more than sensitive to her nipples being loved. We kept on giving her pleasure and knew she'd shivered, most likely with a small orgasm.

When she settled down after that, her hands began to make sure our bras were off, then pulled us firmly to her again.

"Lord, I've wanted you both since I met you two," she strained to say, "and I love what you two were doing to me, I'm so sensitive, but I love breasts too, and both of you are making me crazy with wanting to love you both," she gasped as her hands and fingers found our breasts.

"And I love how you touch mine," I said with a contented sigh, but only momentarily contented. "Let's go into the bedroom," I barely got out.

Liv put the light on slightly more than dim. We wanted to look at Elle, and to let her see us too. Trying to feast our eyes on each other's body, we tried to take the remainder of our clothes off quickly. When we were totally naked, we looked at Elle as she looked at us, all of us licking our lips and anxious to make love. Too anxious! Having seen her shorn lips, we couldn't help but notice that her breasts weren't the only things about her that were larger than large, but our desires had us impatient to love.

More or less tumbling on the bed without thought, we were a mass of bodies each seeking out the other, but Liv and I won out on just how to start making love since we both wanted to make love to Elle. We kissed each other frantically, and very passionately, and for a long time as our bodies squirmed against each other, our pussies not wanting to be left out in any way. We were very horny for each other, but as I never expected to be, this was so different.

It was different, and breathtakingly sexual as I hadn't expected; we were all feeling much lust and a compelling need to do with each other as our bodies demanded. Still, there was such a joyous feeling of love, that it was much more than just sex between us, and that was making it so gloriously sweet.

Liv and I worked our way down to Elle's nipples again, and this time she more than shivered. Elle was wonderfully orgasmic from nipple stimulation, and we stimulated her as much as we could as she enjoyed our attentions. Elle's breasts were so delicious to feel and to kiss, to taste and suckle. Both of us were gasping with the pleasure we were feeling from being at Elle's large, and marvelously erotic breasts.

While Liv stayed on her breast, I moved down to her belly and found it very firm and taut, and so kissable, but it was her pussy that I wanted. I should have paid it more attention when we stood naked with each other, but that anxiousness to make love didn't permit it. Now I found what I hadn't properly looked at.

Those shaved lips of hers were as erotic as her breasts, being somewhat puffy, or thick, but oh, so sexy looking. I literally dove at them, and instantly loved what my face and mouth were feeling. Elle was so wet, but then she'd had several orgasms. Licking her between her lovely lips, I relished how she was giving out so much of her melting love.

Then, much to my surprise, though I should have probably expected it, I went up to her clitoris and found it was about as large and thick as her nipples. I had thought Liv had a fairly large clitoris, but Elle's was even bigger and thicker. My heart pounding hard in my breast, and gasping for air, still I set my mouth to enjoy it. Again, I was surprised, but caught on quickly as Elle's hips suddenly lifted up high. Just in time, I glued myself to her clitoris, my mouth fully on it and her mound, and sensed as her hips really started to get into it. Taking her cheeks, I held on to possess her lips that I knew I'd treasure forever.

Elle started to scream in her pleasure, but it was quickly muffled. Sensing motion, I knew Liv had gone up to kiss her, but that only drove her surging emotions harder into me. It didn't bother me at all, it only made me want to feel her widely splayed vulva even more, then to leave her clitoris and lap at all the love that poured out of her. It was shocking to me how lust-filled I was feeling, how I wanted to keep on making her raging need of us continue to express itself.

Too quickly, it was too much for Elle. Though I stopped licking her, and suckling on her clitoris, I didn't want to leave her pussy, it was so wet, sexily warm, and mercy, it was throbbing so sweetly against my face and mouth. I adored how it pulsed against my face and lips, an almost ineffable sweetness gripping me. After a while, I dared to take one of those lips into my mouth and suckled lightly on it. Testing the inner feel of her slick skin within, finding as much as I could of her, I slowly made love to her again, and as my reward, Elle came again, but almost tenderly, yet she did give me so much of her love to drink.

Moving up, she grabbed me, and kissed me hard, then hugged me to her, then pulled Liv to her as well and held us as she continued to breathe hard.

"You were, and are, beautiful, Eleanore," I heard Liv softly say to her.

"I can't believe it. It's so unbelievable, and so beautiful to feel. If I had any doubts, I don't now—I love you both. God, you two made me feel so beautiful."

"You were, Elle. Your pussy is as beautiful as your breasts, and so is your tummy. You were driving me crazy," I rhapsodized, one of my hands on her pussy where it was joined by one of Liv's.

"I get to do you next," Liv said, and kissed her.

"And when do I have the same pleasure."

"I'll be glad to accommodate you when you're ready to have Liv love you," I boldly said.

Was it love that had me speaking so freely as I did with Liv? Most likely because I did love Elle.

"No teasing?" she asked softly.

"Maybe just a little, but not much if any," I said, and kissed her. "I want to know your love, Elle. We both want you, and my pussy is so antsy right now, and if you don't make love to it, I'll surely go insane," I said, telling the truth of the moment.

My pussy was so wanting to feel Elle's lips, and I couldn't wait, nor did Elle want me to wait. Moving over her face as I sometimes did for Liv, Elle took my pussy with her lips and tongue and ravaged it so lustily that I had a very fast and urgent orgasm that had me flattening my pussy hard on her face. Quickly realizing I couldn't stay there, I lifted up as I gasped for breath once again. Elle's face kept going to my pussy, and she teased it to make me let her have it again.

Shortly after that, I sensed Elle's body about to let loose again, Liv obviously enjoying Elle's more than lush and lovely pussy. As Elle's orgasm hit her, her mouth and tongue set on my pussy again sending more of those wild sensations clashing and clanging through my body. Once more, I know I was gushing my love that flattened on Elle's face, but when I tried to lift up, she refused to allow it. Her body was gripped with spasms of delight from Liv gorging on her pussy. We were wearing ourselves out, save for Liv who hadn't felt anyone loving her, but I doubted she cared about it just then. I knew from experience, Elle's pussy was so compelling.

Elle had truly pillaged my pussy, it was so worn out. Gently as I could, I allowed my body to slide off of Elle's face as I huffed and panted for breath.

"Enough, Liv, enough," Elle also pleaded for Liv to stop.

If Liv was as I was earlier, I knew she didn't want to stop, but she did. We were quiet for a long while, one of Elle's hands on the side of my butt as I lay there recuperating.

"Come up here, Liv. I need to taste of your pussy," Elle quietly pleaded with Liv.

In a moment, I sensed Liv moving up, then I saw her as she sat on Elle's face. Being so worn out, and well loved by now, Elle took her time with Liv, loving on her tenderly. It was slow, but Liv wasn't complaining. It must have been excruciatingly sweet for Liv for it took a long time, but when it hit her, it was mind blowing for her. Her moans turned to hard grunts, and then her breath became very raspy. At last she yelled out her pleasure, and kept on yelling, she jogged so much on Elle's face, stopping on occasion as she flattened herself out on Elle's lips and face. It was so odd seeing it all, and hearing Elle's mewling noises too as she tried to take all the love Liv could possibly have.

It excited me endlessly, seeing the love of my life being so loved by another whom I now also knew I loved just as much. Liv was worn out with that one massive orgasm, and she couldn't even let her body slide off of Elle. I moved up and held Liv, and kissed her softly with great love beating in my heart for her, as well as for Elle. Slowly, I gently pulled Liv down as she fought mightily for breath. Elle pulled her carefully to her, and kissed her. Moving over them, I laid on the other side of Elle as she put her arm about me, and kissed me too.

As we held to each other, we slept.

Chapter 15

It was Elle who woke us all up.

"Sorry, but I have to pee or I'll bust," she said.

No sooner had she spoken that than Liv put on a light so Elle could see—and so we could see, at least me, and I was sure Liv would be looking too. We'd not seen much of Elle's backside yet. Though I was groggy, still my voyeur's desire to know all of Elle was stimulant enough to open my eyes wide. As she stood for a second, I stared.

No one could say she had an hour-glass figure, but darned if it didn't seem that way. As solid as she was in front, so she was in the back. And her cheeks and legs, they had me lusting for her again. Elle was big, but in a most unusual way.

She was still symmetrical, taut though not muscular, and all of her curves were in the right places, and in the right way. What she was was lust inducing, and my eyes burned so that they made my pussy twitch with a wild longing. As Liv would say, I was horny.

"She's really something, isn't she?" I heard Liv behind me, then felt her kiss me.

"Like you when I first saw you, and felt my mouth both dry and drooling," I answered her.

She laughed, and I did too though that didn't break my growing lusting for Elle, she was such an erotic looking woman. Was there such a thing as pure sex? If there was, it was in Elle. When she came back, she looked just as lovely. Seeing us looking at her, she smiled somewhat bashfully, got in bed again, and kissed us both quickly.

"My turn," Liv said.

As she left the bed, I watched, the newly emerging pervert in me needing to keep looking. Liv was gorgeous too.

"She's beautiful in so many ways," I heard Elle say behind me. "I still can't believe I'm here with the two of you.

As she spoke, I felt those larger than large breasts of hers pushing on my back, and felt the fires of wanton desire shoot through me and singe my pussy.

"She is, Elle. You both are, and I'm feeling the love of you both so much now."

"Are you, hon? Do you really love me too?"

"Yessss," I hissed the word in answer. "At first I was afraid of what Liv might think and maybe she was afraid of what I might think, but she got us to talking about it, and if there's one thing about Liv, it's how utterly honest she is. We both love you, Elle."

"Thank you," she said, kissing my back as Liv was returning.

"Your turn, baby," Liv said grinning, kissing me then Elle.

My face burned for I knew they would both be watching me as I had watched them. Liv knew what I looked like, but Elle didn't yet, and to have them both staring as I had before them had my face going up in cinders, but my heart was happy, and my pussy gushing for want of them. Fleetingly, I thought that I suddenly knew myself as a wanton, perverted voyeur, and now I was a shameless exhibitionist, sensing the joy my pussy was making known to me, and to them especially.

On returning, my face was still red as could be, but I was pleased and smiling for them. Kissing Liv, then Elle, I felt Elle pull me to where she could spoon me.

Elle's bottom hand went under me and took one of my breasts, the other hand to my hip which pulled me tight against her so my cheeks were on her very moist pussy. She nuzzled my neck and kissed it softly making me sigh in delight and comfort as I'd always felt with Liv.

Right off, I felt Liv snuggling up to Elle, spooning her, but her top hand snuck in between Elle and my body to take one of Elle's breasts. That done, I heard Elle sigh too, and move her top hand to cup my joyously wet pussy.

"Go to sleep, hon," she whispered to me as she kissed me again.

Feeling my pussy loving her hand on it, I couldn't help but sigh again, and love the feel of all of us together, naked, and loving each other in this quiet way. I kissed the arm that had my breast and let myself go to sleep.

* * * *

"What do we do now?" Elle asked, but it was laden with many meanings.

"Now we enjoy this day," said Liv. "To begin with, we can go make some coffee, with or without clothes, whichever makes you most comfortable, then we go from there to wherever you wish to go," Liv said, getting right to it as was her way.

"Do you all really want to go make coffee naked?" Elle asked.

My face going up in flames again, I still had to say it. "There's nothing I'd rather look at than the two of you, so my answer is yes," I said as my face lit up even more.

Liv grinned. "She speaks her mind and her heart. That's part of why I love her so much."

"And the other part?" Elle asked, a salacious smile on her face.

"Mm, like you, she's so delicious and tender to love," Liv said without pause, no sense of any tension in her voice.

"Well, I love looking at the both of you, and I did love making love with you two, so I guess I'll make it unanimous and say no to clothes, but I do wonder how long we'll be able to stay in the kitchen instead of the bed."

Spluttering with laughter as she spoke, Liv said, "We can always use the kitchen table if we get too sudden and wild an urge."

That broke us up.

Drinking a cup of coffee, Elle became very serious. "Liv, Paula, I do love you both, and I loved how we made love last night, and everything else about you two, but seriously, where do we go from here?"

I left it to Liv to speak for the two of us.

"Eleanore, we can stay together as I know Paula and I would love, either here or with you, or this can be a one time thing. On the other hand, if for some reason you'd rather not have us all living together, but want to love with us again, and often or not so often, then that's okay with me too. Honey, what do you think?" she asked looking at me.

"Elle, I love you as I love Liv, and I hope that however you want it, we can be together. That said, I won't stop loving you as I can't ever stop loving Liv. Like Liv, there's nothing about you that isn't beautiful to me, but it's up to you," I sadly ended saying, my heart fearful that she might not want us together, or especially, again.

"God, why is love so difficult?" Elle said with deep meaning. "It's not fair of you two to put it on me, but I guess it's only right. This all happened so fast, and god, so beautifully, that I never thought of anything but the beauty of what happened as it happened. That said, I do want us to be together, but is it right for you two; is it fair? Can I think about it for a little while?"

"Of course. In the meantime, how about some breakfast. If we get that wild urge, we'll need some energy. We can't love on horniness alone, you know," Liv said with a knowing smile.

"Speak for yourself, girl. The way I felt last night, I think I could live on you two alone," Elle matched Liv's smile.

We set to making some waffles, me mixing the batter, then Liv pouring it in the waffle iron, and Elle hunting dishes and silverware. As I whipped up the batter, my eyes enjoyed looking at both of them, and as I did, I saw that they both had similar visual notions. We weren't going to last much after breakfast, and maybe even wind up putting breakfast on hold.

We did make it through breakfast though, and were enjoying our second cup of coffee as our eyes enjoyed each other.

"How did you two come together?" Elle asked. Liv looked at me, and nodded slightly. At her signal, I told Elle how it was with me, and how Liv kept me from committing suicide.

"Oh, jeez, hon, what made it so bad for you to want to do that?" Elle asked me, very real concern in her voice.

"Remember speaking of what you called phase transition at the club?" I asked her.

"Yeah, not long after you first came to the club, maybe even the first time," Elle said.

"Yes. I said then that I had some very long moments of being in that uncertain point of phase transition where I fought both the lesbian in me, and the church teachings. What I should have said was that I was just about both simultaneously most of the time, at least from when I first knew I liked girls. I was naturally quiet anyway, but when that started to happen, I grew even quieter, fearing that if I said something it might cause someone to look at me and maybe see how much I liked girls. That scared me like you wouldn't believe, and fear was what my life was anyway, so I lived in a much too tight and stifling shell until I met Liv and she distracted me before I knew what was happening," I ended telling her.