Time for Ruth

Ruth sits in her living room. She's spent the morning tidying, dusting, wiping down the windows. Making the bed. Gerry isn't here to complain or leave gum wrappers on the end tables. Gerry's out of town for the weekend on a fishing trip. Ruth has the house to herself.

She glances at the clock. Five minutes to three. That's when Shawna will be coming over. Ruth walks to the kitchen and turns on the kettle. Her friend Fran told her about Shawna, and gave her Shawna's number. "You won't regret it." Fran had said with a smile. "What's there to lose?"

Ruth has thought about it for a long time. She put the number in her phone and then she stared at it, not daring to call or text. Gerry didn't know, he didn't have to know and he probably didn't want to know either. All Gerry wanted was Sunday night missionary sex. For years and years. Ruth endured it as a chore.

Finally, fed up, she told Fran over coffee that life was too short for bad sex. That's when Fran sent her the number. And finally, after weeks of hesitating, Ruth decided that Gerry's fishing trip was a sign. So now Ruth's waiting. She's paid for four hours. Shawna reassures her, much like Fran had, that she "won't regret it'.

The doorbell rings and Ruth practically jumps out of her skin. Her heart races as she goes to open the front door. Shawna stands on the welcome mat. Ruth has seen a few selfies, but she didn't imagine her like this. Shawna looks like she is about 30 years old. Older than college-age, but with bright, wrinkle free skin. Her eyes are honey-brown, under very well manicured high-arched eyebrows.

She isn't tall, but taller than Ruth. She is wearing a camel trenchcoat, over a fuzzy cream sweater and a pair of burgundy corduroy pants. She looks so soft and cozy. Perfectly dressed for this crisp November afternoon.

"Hello, it's so nice to meet you," she says, extending her hand.

Ruth swallows, forgetting herself for a moment. "Yes, yes," she says at last, taking Shawna's warm hand to shake. "Please come in. I'll take your coat."

The kettle is whistling now. "Have a seat on the couch. Can I get you a cup of tea?"

Shawna smiles graciously. "That would be lovely, Ruth. Can I call you Ruth?"

"Of course you can, dear," After hanging Shawna's coat on a hook in her entry, Ruth disappears into the kitchen. She tries to calm her shaking hands. There is no going back now. Shawna is sitting in her livingroom. Now or never.

Ruth manages to fill the teapot without spilling. She puts two cups and saucers on a tray and sets it down on the coffee table. "It's Earl Grey, I hope that's alright for you." Ruth hands Shawna the cup atop a saucer.

"That's lovely. Thank you. Why don't you take a seat too? We can get to know each other a bit."

Nobody ever asks Ruth to sit down. Usually she is the one flitting around, serving others. She smiles at Shawna, and sits down next to her, blushing.

"You're probably nervous," Shawna starts, picking up instantly on Ruth's tenseness. "I understand. I'm here for you. I want you to feel fulfilled and safe and happy with the process. You can tell me anything at any time." Shawna puts her hand on Ruth's thigh and rubs it gently.

Ruth feels electricity in that touch. She smiles back at Shawna and sips her tea. "I'm sorry, I've just never done anything like this before."

"You're giving yourself a gift Ruth. You told me that you've never been satisfied before, "This isn't strange or awkward. This is beautiful."

"It's hard for me to talk about this, but I've just always looked longer at women. Their bodies, their faces. I've always wanted to have that experience. I didn't know how to make that happen. And my life just slipped away. Gerry, kids, routine." Ruth breathes in and out deeply. She's never said these things outloud. There's a lump in her throat.

"There are so many people who feel that way, Ruth. It's normal to feel that way and I'm so glad that you called me." Shawna smiles again. "I hope that you find me attractive."

Ruth's cheeks burn even hotter. "You're stunning. Your sweater looks so cosy."

"I love fall. Putting on scarves and sweaters, warming up under a blanket with a book. It's the perfect season." Shawna turns toward Ruth. "Would you like to feel my sweater?"

Ruth nods. Shawna takes Ruth's hand gently and places it on her large chest. Ruth feels her heart skip. "It's alright Ruth, you can touch."

Ruth gives Shawn's left breast a squeeze, she holds its weight in her hand, so soft and cushy.

"Here," Shawna says, slipping off the sweater, revealing a delicate dusky rose-coloured bra. "Go on."

Ruth places wrinkled hands on Shawna's smooth breasts. "So very beautiful, exquisite." She says with admiration.

Shawna pulls down one side, revealing a light pink nipple. "Have you ever touched a woman's nipple, Ruth?"

Ruth shakes her head.

"You can touch mine. You can even lick it, suck on it if you want. I love having my nipples sucked." Shawna pulls the other bra cup down. Her nipples stand erect in anticipation.

Ruth can hardly believe what is happening. Between her legs, a tingle more intense than anything she has ever felt before. She leans into Shawna's chest and breathes in her scent. Shawna smells like vanilla and cinnamon.

Ruth first brushes her fingers over Shawna's nipple. She takes in the folds of her areola and then she pinches very lightly between her thumb and forefinger. "Am I hurting you?" Ruth asks.

"Oh no, on the contrary, you're making me quite aroused."

Ruth moves her mouth closer and gives Shawna's nipple a light lick. Shawna arches her back, pushing her bare chest toward Ruth. Finally, Ruth puts her mouth around Shawna's hard nipple. She runs her tongue over it a few times before beginning to suck on it.

"Oh, yes. That feels very nice," Shawna encourages.

Ruth caresses Shawna's right breast as she sucks the left nipple. Then she switches.

"Ruth, would you like to take the next step?' Shawna asks after a while. "How do you feel? Are you getting wet?"

Ruth stops sucking on Shawna's nipple. Between her legs, she is aching, throbbing. With Gerry, she's never been particularly wet. Nothing more than what was needed to take him inside her. But now, she feels a slickness in her panties.

"I think so." Ruth says quietly.

"Why don't we make sure? Do you want to go to your bedroom? We will probably be more comfortable there."

Both women stand up. "Follow me," Ruth says, climbing the stairs.

She swings open the door of her guest bedroom. She can't bear to do this in her and Gerry's bed.

"Ruth, can you take your clothes off for me?" Shawna asks, sitting down on the bed. "Don't worry about anything. I think you are beautiful and I want to see all of you."

Ruth slips off her black pants and unbuttons her oversized green shirt. She folds them and sets them on the chest at the foot of the bed.

"Come sit next to me." Shawna says.

Ruth sits down, feeling the slickness now between her legs.

"Lay back now," Shawna commands.

Ruth lays back, her head on the pillow. She watches Shawna remove her corduroy pants before climbing up onto the bed and moving over to Ruth on all fours.

"Everything okay?" Shawna checks.

"Yes, perfect," Ruth replies, her voice trembling.

Shawna pulls down Ruth's bra, exposing her breasts. She smiles and takes one nipple in her mouth to suck.

"Oh my!" Ruth breathes out. Gerry does this sometimes, but he never makes her feel like this.

Shawna moves her hand down Ruth's stomach. Ruth knows what she's about to do. The throbbing gets stronger and stronger. Suddenly, Shawna's hand is in her panties, slipping between her lips, brushing her clitoris.

"Ruth, you are absolutely soaking wet," Shawna remarks, gently spreading Ruth's inner lips now. "Can I put my fingers inside you?" She asks. "Inside your pussy?"

Ruth can hardly speak, hearing Shawna say that word only makes it throb harder and hotter. "Yes," she manages to say. Shawna slips one finger in, two fingers in and begins to move it in and out.

"Does that feel nice? Do you like to feel my fingers in your pussy? I think your wet pussy feels amazing."

Ruth nods and pulls at her nipple.

Shawna notices and bends her head forward to suck on Ruth's other nipple. She begins to slide her fingers in quicker and then slower and then faster again.

"Ruth. I'm here to help you have the best orgasm of your life. For that I would love to lick your pussy. What do you think of that?" Shawna talked between sucks on Ruth's nipple, her fingers still inside Ruth.

"I've dreamed of that," Ruth says. "I've always wanted a beautiful woman to do that for me." She is savouring these new feelings. Shawna's soft touch, her sweet smell. "But I've also dreamed of doing these things to another woman."

"Yes, of course Ruth. My pussy wants attention as well. Do you want to make me cum first?"

Another word that makes Ruth's heart flutter. "I"ll need you to show me. I don't want to do anything wrong."

Shawna takes her fingers out of Ruth. She puts them in her mouth and sucks off the wet. "I promise you won't hurt me."

She lays back on the bed, "Do you want to take my panties off, Ruth?"

Ruth rolls over and onto her knees, "Please." Shawna lifts her hips, and Ruth slips off her lace panties, revealing a beautiful fleshy pussy with a little tuft of hair on the mons. Ruth has never been this close to another woman.

"Go ahead, you can touch me." Shawna spreads her legs slightly, and her pussy lips pull apart, exposing light pink folds.

Ruth reaches out with one finger first. She presses it to Shawna's pussy and watches it disappear between her lips. Shawna is slick too and her finger moves easily up and down.

"Can I put my fingers inside of you?" She asks.

"Of course you can. I want you to. Hmmm" Shawna replies, wiggling her hips. Ruth plunges two fingers inside. She feels the wet, warm walls of Shawna's vagina. Moving them out, she listens to the sucking sound that it makes. Transfixed, Ruth watches her fingers appear and disappear.

"Do you want to see how it tastes?" Shawna asks.

Ruth moves closer between Shawna's legs. She put her hands on either side of her thighs.

"Do you see my clit?" Shawna spreads her lips. "I love it when people lick in circles around it."

Ruth lowers her head, her mouth is right above Shawna's pussy. She's always wanted to do this. She's always wanted to make another woman climax. She extends her tongue into Shawna's hot pink folds. It's like she's melting into her. Shawna's tastes sweet and salty at the same time. Ruth licks and sucks. She kisses Shawna's clit delicately.

Shawna is writhing on the bed. "Oh yes, right there. Right there on my clit. Ruth, you are doing great!"

Ruth keeps going, concentrating on licking circles around Shawna's clit like she said.

"Ruth, I'm going to cum now. I just need you to put your finger in my pussy like before. Put your finger in my pussy and then I will cum in your mouth." Ruth slips two fingers into Shawna and moves them back and forth.

Shawna begins to arch her back, moaning, " Oh yes! Yes, yes yes! I'm cuming Ruth. Oh my god." She reaches down and squeezes Ruth's shoulder as the final waves of orgasm overcome her. Shawna then lays back, breathing hard.

Ruth gets back up on her knees. She looks at the naked woman in front of her. A woman she's just brought to orgasm by licking her beautiful pussy and little button of clitoris. Ruth feels her own pussy juices trickle down her thigh. She's never been so aroused in her life.

"Thank you Ruth, that felt wonderful" Shawna says at last. "It's hard to believe that this was the first time you've eaten pussy."

Ruth caresses Shawna's thigh. "It's not hard when you want it so bad." She was thinking about all the nights with Gerry, just waiting for him to finish so she could go to sleep.

"Let me catch my breath. And then it's your turn."

After a few moments, Shawna stirs. "Lay back and slip off your panties."

Ruth obeys. She lets her legs fall to either side. Shawna crawls in between Ruth's legs. For a moment, she simply observes. Ruth doesn't shave, but she likes to keep things neat. Time has loosened her pussy lips. It doesn't seem to bother Shawna.

"Your husband has never done this for you?" Shawna asks, hovering her head above Ruth.

"No. This is my first time."

"Alright. We're going to go slow. I want you to feel everything. And please, tell me if you want to stop or go slower, faster. This is all for you."

"Of course," Ruth replies, taking a deep breath just as Shawna puts her mouth to Ruth's pussy.

Ruth feels Shawna's tongue and mouth between her pussy lips, exploring up and down, sucking in the folds of skin. It feels like pure, white hot electricity between her legs. Shawna finds Ruth's clitoris quickly and begins to lick the hood with a broad flat strokes.

"Oh yes," Ruth says. As she looks down, she sees Shawna between her legs, her tongue moving across her dark pink flesh. It's such a sexy image. Ruth tries to burn it into her brain.

Shawna moves her tongue up and down and around in circles, trying to find what Ruth prefers. When she seals her lips around Ruth's small, hard clitoris and sucks lightly, Ruth feels a shock run through her body.

"Oh god, yes!" She cries out.

Shawna continues and even slips two fingers into Ruth.

The gentle suction and Shawna's rhythmic fingering send Ruth over the edge. "It's happening, it's happening", she calls out, her thighs bucking.

Waves of warm colour pass over her, from Shawna's mouth to between her legs to her brain and back again. The sensation is absolutely incredible. Slowly, it wanes and Shawna slows her sucking. She finally kisses Ruth's pussy and pulls her fingers out.

"I-I don't have any words to describe that, "Ruth says, stuttering. Warm pulses are still coming from her pussy. She cups her hand over her mons and feels the heat.

"I'm glad you enjoyed it, You were so beautiful when you came." Shawna says."We still have some time. What would you like to do?"

Ruth stays silent for a while. "You told me you liked this season, how about we light a fire in the fireplace, make some more tea and grab a good book to read? I want this cozy feeling to last as long as it can."

Shawna kisses Ruth on the forehead, "I'd love that."