Story 36 #3
Ruth’s hands went to Claire’s legs. She felt the smooth, soft skin, the toned shape of those legs. She ran her hands up and down them. She was in awe of them. Claire’s dress had been pushed up as she straddled Ruth and most of her legs were exposed now. Ruth felt Claire’s thighs squeezing her.
One of her hands went to Claire’s back again. Her other hand went to Claire’s ass, feeling its glorious softness, its seductive roundness.
That hand slid back to Claire’s thigh, unable to get enough of that perfect skin, and she felt her hand move up beneath Claire’s dress - as high as it was on her legs now, Ruth still wanted to go higher.
Her hand crept up, up.
Both women had worn G-strings beneath their dresses, not wanting to spoil the lines of their tight dresses, so when Ruth's hand slid further up she found the point where Claire's leg met her ass, the point where one of her ass cheeks curved outward. Ruth stayed there for a few moments, just using the tip of one of her fingers to stroke Claire's ass cheek, and then Claire kissed her harder, ran one of her hands up Ruth's body, and rested it on the outside of one of her breasts, and that was enough to make Ruth take the next step.
Her hand moved further up and now she had one of Claire’s ass cheeks in her hand, kneading it, without any dress or material in her way.
As she did so, Claire's hold on her breast increased. She squeezed it and moved her hand over to take hold of it completely.
She felt Claire begin tugging at her dress, pulling it down, letting her breasts burst free.
Then one of Claire’s hands was on one of her exposed breasts, stroking it, massaging it.
Her fingers went to the nipple and began playing with it, tweaking it lightly - she seemed to know just how to do it, just how to touch her to excite her the most.
She felt her nipple stiffen under Claire’s touch. She wanted more of it. Her hand on Claire’s ass pulled her closer. She felt Claire’s crotch against her body.
Claire bent down and kissed Ruth’s breasts. She kissed the tops of them and then moved her mouth over them, licking them, tasting them.
While she did this, one of Ruth's hands went to one of Claire's breasts, feeling it through her dress. She squeezed it, feeling even more aroused now. She thought about how good those breasts had looked in that dress. Now she could feel it, squeezing it and feeling amazed at its softness of it.
Claire raised her face from Ruth’s breast and looked into Ruth’s face.
“You like them?” she asked. All that Ruth could do was nod.
Claire slowly pushed the straps of her dress off her shoulders. The anticipation was almost too much for Ruth.
Then, with one quick motion, Claire pulled her dress down. Her magnificent breasts popped free. Ruth looked at them - large, perfect, with big, dark brown nipples.
Claire was looking at her, seeing the wonder on her face.
“Go on,” Claire whispered, “they’re all yours.”
Ruth looked at them for a moment, unsure what to do, feeling almost overwhelmed. Then she did what seemed to come naturally to her.
She bent forward and buried her face between them. She felt them on either side of her face, felt as though she was being consumed by them.
She turned her face from side to side, kissing them one after the other.
She lifted one of them, amazed by the size and the weight of it, and moved her tongue over it. Then she planted kisses on it before she began to suck on the nipple. She did this greedily and her enthusiasm only increased when she heard Claire's appreciative moans.
She raised her head, kissing Claire’s throat, biting it lightly.
Claire took hold of her face and lifted it. She looked deep into her eyes.
“Hey,” she said breathlessly, “Do you know what? I think we should get our men up here. What do you say? Put on a little bit of a show for them?”
“You...you don’t think that they’ll mind? I mean, you don’t think that they’ll think that this is cheating?”
“Are you kidding? I think that they will love this. Hell, they’re probably sat down there imagining what we might be getting up to together up here. Let’s give them what they want.”
Ruth smiled a wicked smile. It was dangerous, madness, but that just seemed as though it fit the overall mood of what they were doing.
That was enough for Claire.
“Boys!” She called out, still straddling Ruth, both of them still with their dresses pulled down. Ruth rested her hands on Claire’s thighs again. Her heart was racing and it wasn’t just the excitement of the situation - now there was the added nervousness about the situation she was in.
She heard footsteps. There was no escaping it now. Whatever was going to happen was going to happen now.
The two men came into the room and stopped dead, their jaws hanging.
Ruth had to admit to herself that she felt a sense of power then. She could see on their faces that they wanted this.
“We were just having a bit of fun,” Claire said to them, “But we didn’t want you to feel left out.”
“Well...” John said, seemingly the first to regain some semblance of composure, “Don’t let us stop you.”
Ruth glanced over at Mark. She wanted to know if he was OK with this. He seemed to have recovered from his initial shock and now he was smiling. He seemed to be pleasantly surprised with what he was seeing. He was smiling and when Ruth looked over at him he nodded slightly. That was all that she needed. She turned back to Claire. Claire was ready for her and within moments they were kissing once again, their hands all over each other once again.
Ruth felt as though it was different this time. The passion seemed to have been ramped up even further, both of them wanting one another even more. Hungry for each other.
Ruth knew what it was, although it took her a few seconds to understand it. It was the knowledge that they were being watched. They were both loving it - being the center of attention, putting on a show for their men.
They licked at one another, kissed one another, and wanted to consume one another.
Claire was grinding her crotch up against Ruth. Ruth couldn’t stop thinking about that pussy pushing against her. She had to have it.
Her hand moved up over Claire’s thigh and went between her legs.
Claire pulled her head back and looked into Ruth's eyes, nodding slightly, wanting to make this happen as soon as possible.
Ruth’s fingers moved to the outside of Claire’s G-string. She let the tips of her fingers trace the lips of Claire’s pussy through the material. Then she pushed the material to one side and let her fingers touch it properly. She felt Claire’s wetness and felt almost dizzy with desire.
She pulled her fingers away and looked at them, saw the juices on the tips of her fingers.
Maintaining eye contact with Claire, she brought her fingers to her mouth and licked them, tasting Claire’s sweet pussy.
She glanced over Claire’s shoulder and saw the two men watching keenly.
Her fingers went back to Claire’s pussy. She began to explore it again, her fingers rubbing at Claire’s lips, feeling Claire’s sexy body quivering with pleasure.
She rubbed at her pussy the way that she would want her pussy to be rubbed. Indeed, she didn't have long to wait as Claire's hand moved up beneath her dress and she began playing with Ruth's pussy.
It was electrifying. Mark was always able to bring her incredible pleasure but somehow this was different. Somehow this was more intense than anything she had ever experienced before.
When Claire's fingertip began rubbing at Ruth's clit Ruth moved her fingers to Claire's. They looked deep into one another's eyes as they rubbed at their clits.
Claire took her hand away from Ruth’s pussy so that she could pull her dress up over her head.
Ruth almost gasped at the sight of that luscious body. She pulled her dress up over her head and then they were kissing again, one hand busy with each other's pussy and the other one moving over the other one's body.
Then Claire pushed Ruth back so that she was lying on the bed.
She looked down at her. Ruth ran her hands up over Claire's stomach, her hips, and her breasts.
Claire took one of them and sucked on the fingers.
Then she bent down and kissed Ruth. Then she moved down, kissing Ruth’s breasts. Then she licked her body, her tongue moving over Ruth’s stomach.
Then she slid down between Ruth’s legs. Ruth knew what was coming now and she wanted it more than she had ever wanted anything before.
She felt Claire’s hands on her thighs, stroking her. Then she was kissing her thighs. Then she pulled her G-string off. Then Ruth felt Claire’s fingers spreading her pussy open. She leaned in and kissed it tenderly.
Then she licked it, the flat edge of her tongue moving slowly up it.
When she reached the top she began to use the tip of her tongue to play with Ruth’s clit.
Ruth cried out as the pleasure reached a whole new level. Her body was shaking.
She looked down at Claire, seeing her head between her legs.
Then she looked around the room, seeing the two men watching intently. She could see that they were loving the show. She could tell that they wanted the two women, but all they could do was watch - at least for now, anyway.
"Claire, Claire," she moaned. Claire raised her head. Ruth could see her juices around Claire's mouth. Ruth held out her hand to her and Claire moved up her body. They kissed slowly, Ruth tasting her juices in Claire's mouth.
“Are you ready?” Claire whispered in her ear. Ruth knew instinctively what she meant and she nodded to her.
Claire got to her knees and turned round so that she was facing down the bed. She pulled her G-string off so that now she was just as naked as Ruth. Ruth caught sight of her pussy and yearned for it.
She straddled Ruth’s face. Ruth stroked her thighs. Claire’s pussy was right there now, right in front of her face. She could smell that sweet scent. She was dizzy with desire now.
She took hold of Claire’s ass and pulled her down, pulling her pussy in close.
Her tongue darted out to lick it, loving the taste, the smell of it.