Story 36 #2
Ruth was surprised by that and almost lost her balance. As she came to her feet, she stumbled slightly into Claire.
“Whoops!” Claire said as their bodies came together. Ruth felt Claire’s hands on her waist, steadying her.
When their bodies came together she felt the sweet softness of Claire’s breasts and she felt something strange deep within her, something she didn’t quite recognize.
But then Claire took hold of her hand again.
“I’m just going to show Ruth the bedroom,” she said to the two men, who silently watched the two men leaving the room.
Claire ran upstairs, leading Ruth as she went.
Strange feelings ran through Ruth’s mind as she thought about other times when she had been led by the hand upstairs.
They headed to the bedroom.
“So, what do you think?” Claire asked. Ruth looked around, nodding slightly. The room had been decorated tastefully and stylishly. She was impressed with what she saw.
“Very nice,” she said.
She turned to look at Claire.
Claire was looking at her with an intensity that she had never seen from her before. She smiled, slightly unsure. What was going on here? She felt as though something had changed between them - or as though something was on the verge of changing if things continued the way that they were - but she wasn't quite sure just what it all meant.
Claire sighed.
"Oh, yes," she said with a faint smile, "Me and John...we've had some great times in this room. You know..." she tilted her head to one side and bit her bottom lip as though she was trying to work something out, "Maybe I shouldn't tell you this. But...well, he's always different after we've been with you guys."
“What do you mean?”
"Well...whenever we spend time with you, it's always great fun, but somehow whenever we get home he's even hornier than he usually is. As soon as we get back here, we can hardly keep our hands off one another. Ha! I'll be honest, I'm not sure if I should have told you that. Judging by the look on your face I'm thinking that maybe I shouldn't have."
"No, no, it's not that..." she wasn't sure how to say what was on her mind, the shock that she had found her secret mirrored back to her like this. She thought for a moment. Well, why not? Where was the harm in telling her? After all, she had been honest with her, hadn't she? And she quite liked the idea that she and Mark had the same effect on their friends. She felt as though Claire had opened up to her by revealing this. It almost seemed like a door was being opened up...but to what?
She looked away for a moment and then looked back at Claire. Her heart was racing.
“Actually,” she went on, “I guess I may as well tell you this. But it’s the same for me and Mark.”
Claire’s face lit up. She smiled broadly and her eyes seemed to sparkle.
“Really?”
“Really. I don’t know what it is. But...yeah, it’s certainly different after we’ve been together.”
“It’s crazy, isn’t it? Somehow we have this effect on another.”
Ruth noticed that Claire had moved in closer to her. Claire had tilted her head slightly to one side and was looking at Ruth intently.
“There does always seem to be something between us, doesn’t there?”
Ruth wasn’t sure how to respond to that. Then she felt Claire take hold of her hands. She looked down, somewhat surprised by this development. Claire was stroking the back of her hands with her thumbs. Ruth looked at this, somehow not quite comprehending what was happening.
She looked back up and Claire was looking at her as though waiting for some response from her, some sign.
Instead, Claire suddenly leaned in and kissed her on the lips. It was just a light kiss, her lips just brushing over Ruth’s, but it had a profound effect on Ruth. She stepped away from Claire, pulling her hands free.
“You know,” Claire said, “I’ve wanted to do that for so long now.”
“What are you doing?” Ruth said. She was a mess of emotions - she was shocked by what had happened, panicking about the situation she was now finding herself in. And yet...there was something else, wasn’t there? Something deep inside her seemed to be stirring.
“I don’t know,” Claire shrugged, “I just wanted to do that. You’re so beautiful, Ruth. And you have that killer body.”
"Well...I mean, you're beautiful as well, of course. And your body...I mean...it is incredible."
“Well, thank you! So, if we’re both beautiful, both with hot bodies, why not have some fun?”
Why not indeed? Ruth’s mind was reeling. She kept thinking about how it had felt to have those lips on hers. She tried not to look at Claire’s figure, but it was imprinted in her mind anyway - those curves, the way those breasts pushed at the top of her dress...
“Our husbands are downstairs,” was all that she could say in the end. She wanted to say that it wasn’t what she wanted but she feared that the lie would be too obvious. Because, if she was being honest with herself, this was what she wanted after all.
“So?” Claire said, “I’m sure that they wouldn’t mind. Besides, I like the risk.”
Ruth couldn’t help but smile at that. It was wild, crazy...and yet she wanted it.
Her smile was enough for Claire. She took that as Ruth agreeing with everything that she had said.
She stepped forward again, closing the distance between the two of them again. This time she reached up with both of her hands and took hold of Ruth's face. She leaned in to kiss her. Ruth didn't struggle, didn't back away. Instead, she waited to see what would happen.
They kissed one another, open-mouthed. Their tongues touched briefly, the tips going back and forth over each other for just a few moments, and then Claire pulled her face back to see what Ruth's reaction would be.
Ruth had her eyes half closed, her lips still apart as though not quite wanting to relinquish that kiss just yet.
Claire took her hands away from Ruth’s face and then seemed to think better of it. She reached up and stroked her face with one hand.
"You like?" she asked Ruth. All that Ruth could do was nod. At that moment she had given herself over completely to this experience. She felt as though she was melting - as though it was happening from within her and spreading out to the tips of her fingers, her toes.
The nod was all that Claire needed. She tilted her head slightly, moving in at the same time for another kiss.
Ruth was ready for it this time.
She felt their noses rub together then felt Claire’s lips on hers, pushing with greater conviction. Their tongues came together, met, and danced over one another, back and forth.
Claire still had one hand on Ruth’s face. Her other hand went to Ruth’s waist. She rested it on the curve of her hips. When Ruth felt it there she was suddenly aware that her hands were hanging down at her sides, uselessly.
She raised them then. One of her hands went to Claire's face, just as Claire had done to her, and she stroked her, marveling at her soft skin. The thought came to her that Claire would be so different from Mark, She would be soft all over. She wanted to feel all of that softness.
Her other hand went behind Claire’s back, moving up into her hair, the fingers running through the silky mass of it.
She held it for a few moments and then ran her hand down Claire’s back, beneath her hair. The top part of her back was exposed and she could feel even more of that gorgeous soft skin.
Then her hand moved further down and she reached the small of Claire's back. She rested her hand there but also applied just a tiny bit of pressure, just enough to let Claire know that she wanted her to come in even closer.
Claire took the hint. She moved in and their bodies came together.
Ruth felt the push of Claire’s breasts against her and she wanted them.
She felt Claire’s hand slide around from her waist, round to her back. The hand rested there for a few moments, on her lower back, and then it moved further down.
Ruth felt it rest on her ass. Claire laid the hand on one of her ass cheeks, and then she began to stroke it slightly, her hand moving up and down.
As their kiss intensified, as their lips pushed together more, as their tongues came together with renewed vigor, Ruth felt Claire begin to massage her ass.
It felt wonderful, having this gorgeous woman paying her so much attention, wanting her so much.
She moved her hand further down, feeling the way Claire's ass bulged outward.
Her hand rested there and she was filled with wonder at just how incredible it felt.
She wanted to feel it properly, wanted the dress out of the way. That was the first time when she started to realize just how far this could go, and where this might be leading.
Suddenly, she was brought out of her thoughts when she felt Claire's hand leave her ass for a moment and then spank it.
The spank wasn’t particularly hard but it was hard enough to shock Ruth. She pulled her face back from their kiss with her mouth slightly open in surprise. Claire was smiling, a wicked little grin.
The look on her face was enough for Ruth. She kissed her again, reaching behind her own back to take hold of Claire’s hand and place it back on her ass, right where she wanted it.
Their bodies came together again. Their hands began to move all over each other, wanting to explore every curve, every soft place, every single part of one another.
One of Claire’s hands slid down, down, Ruth’s body. Ruth felt her tugging at her dress, wanting to pull it up slightly, wanting to get her hand on the sweet flesh of Ruth’s thigh.
Ruth decided to help her. She bent her leg upward slightly, running the inside of her thigh along Claire’s thigh, her hip.
Then Claire’s hands went to Ruth’s waist. She took hold of her and then pushed her back toward the bed.
Ruth felt the bed at the back of her legs and then she sat down on it.
Claire looked at her sitting there and then raised one of her legs.
She straddled Ruth. She looked down at her and then took Ruth's face in her hands again, and kissed her again.