Continued from Trigynia 1: Ruby and The Rector's Wife ...
As soon as Dominic left for the surgery Ruby blushed. She blushed again while buttering her toast, then again while sorting the post, and again, more deeply still, as she walked past the study. Her every thought was consumed by Suzanne. She had no idea whether the woman was beautiful or kind or indeed respectable. She knew nothing about her but that she could write words to touch any curious woman's emotions so surely, she was left completely uninterested in anything but the power of those words to seduce, excite and satisfy. As she showered, struggling against the urge and desire to make herself come again beneath the luxurious warmth of gentle water, she found just enough presence of mind to understand what was happening to her. She was as excited and nervous and worried and thrilled as any other woman convinced she had found someone to share herself with completely - if only for a moment, if only at a distance, if only virtually. And the acceptance of that realization made Ruby blush again, deeply and hotly ... and safely - for she knew also that no matter how forceful and demanding Suzanne might be, only in a fantasy world was she at risk of doing things with and for Suzanne that she might later wish she hadn't.
Showered, creamed and dusted, Ruby spent an hour fussing and choosing what to wear ... and having chosen, she put the clothes to one side, dressed casually and functionally and took herself off to the village to browse, take coffee, chat and generally try to act like a woman who was not close to obsessed with the idea of having an intimate lesbian e-conversation with a woman who could easily enough be a neighbour or acquaintance for all she would ever need to know.
The hour hand on the study wall clock seemed to take an eternity to drift from 2 till 3 - during which eon Ruby sat quietly, if nervously, in a state of excited expectation. She had dressed, for her own delight, in turquoise silk panties and bra beneath an oyster silk gown matched by cream lace-topped stockings, but she knew full well that she had dressed also to make herself more attractive to another woman. Not visually attractive, of course, but she felt that the sexier she felt the more she would enjoy whatever Suzanne had in mind.
At long last a message appeared: Sapphic Sapphire asks if Ruby Midnight (the non de passion Ruby had chosen for herself) would like to join her. Oh yes please, Ruby sighed, feeling her whole body tingle with excitement, feeling her breasts swell, her heart race and her clitoris tremble. Hello, she replied like the nervous debutante she was. For a while Suzanne led, encouraging Ruby to talk about her desires and her fantasies. Quickly, her confidence rose - as she felt a form of trust develop between her and Suzanne so Ruby became increasingly candid. With little prompting she began to confess the passion she had recently discovered and unleashed through masturbation. In seemingly no time she found herself sharing her most erotic desires and describing in detail the joyful release she found when using such fantasies to make herself come. Indeed, without any design or artifice, she admitted to having masturbated completely nude while reading The Rector's Wife, dreaming about the narrator, not the principal characters. Suzanne's reply, confessing how much she loved thinking of her readers satisfying their deepest desires through her stories, aroused and relaxed Ruby still more.
"Oh my, if only you had seen me, heard me calling out to you, begging you to come and enjoy my warm, juicy pussy," Ruby typed.
"Oh Ruby, keep talking, please, tell me more ... tell me more and I'll come for you like you came for me," came Suzanne's tantalisingly tempting response.
With complete and unashamed candour Ruby admitted the newness yet sincerity of her lesbian longings, confessed the frequency and loving sophistication with which she masturbated. She described watching herself caressing her plump and naked breasts, squeezing her hard and tender nipples, parting her sensitive and slippery labia, feeling and twisting and rubbing her swollen and wanton clitoris, enjoying and pleasing her succulent vagina, licking and loving the taste of her come on her fingers.
"Mmm, I would love to taste your come Ruby - would you like to taste mine?" an obviously excited Suzanne replied.
"Oh god yes, are you close?"
"Nearly, sweetie, keep exciting me and I will be."
With her whole body quivering in lust, her pussy aching in needy wantonness, Ruby typed out erotic thoughts and longings she had barely admitted to herself before, let alone ever dreamed of sharing. She re-explored her fantasy of being seduced in a lingerie boutique, admitting for the first time how much of her arousal revolved around the thought of being excited and used by a complete stranger, of being kissed and licked and fingered to a beautiful orgasm by another woman, or two, or three, all, like her, searching for a short moment of mutually satisfying lesbian lust. As she imagined undressing for a stranger in a boutique changing room Ruby acted out the same pleasure, holding her panties to her nose to breathe her sweet musky scent while imagining Suzanne doing something similar just for her.
"Mmm," a deliriously aroused Suzanne interrupted, "don't stop, tell me more ..."
Ruby needed no further encouragement. Completely lost inside an affair of strange yet erotic intensity, she told of the joy and lust she experienced when seducing herself, slowly undressing, slipping off her blouse and bra like a lover would, running her fingertips around the dark, wide disc of her aureole like a lover should, whispering sweet-nothings to herself like lovers do till, excited beyond restraint she let her panties slide to the floor while watching her fingers ease between her juicy labia.
"... yes, yes, don't stop," Suzanne begged.
"Yesterday," Ruby confessed, "I did all that and more for you Suzanne. Naked in front of the computer I held my labia open and begged for you to come and love me, feel me inside, make me come, be the first woman ever to make me come."
"And did I?"
"Oh yes, a thousand times yes, gloriously and beautifully."
"Mmm, oh yes, yes, oh you sweet thing yes ... YES!"
Ruby let the screen remain still for a moment, feeling the power and potency of Suzanne's orgasm somehow floating in the ether. Then the text box burst back into life.
"Ruby, that was wonderful, gorgeous, my pussy is throbbing fabulously for you, does that excite you, does it thrill you to know that you've made another woman come?"
"God yes, oh Suzanne, I don't know what to say ... other than ... other than ..." Ruby repeated, not quite able to put into words the breadth and power of her desire.
"Other than? ...you want me to do the same for you, want me to have you, take you, use you?"
"Yes, oh yes please."
"Do you want me to come and find you in that boutique, half naked and completely wanton?"
"Yes, yes," Ruby confessed while hurriedly slipping off her gown and bra.
"Mmm, naughty dirty Ruby, wanting to offer herself naked for anyone to have ... are you naked now?"
"Yes," Ruby admitted simply.
"How delicious, shall I open the door so that everyone see you?"
"Yes, oh yes do, let them watch."
"Watch as I slide my hand up the inside of your warm, soft thighs, feeling you trembling lustfully beneath my touch, wanting me to have you ... do you want me to have you Ruby?"
"So much Suzanne, so very much."
"Open your thighs for me, let me feel your hot juicy pussy in my palm, let me stroke your swollen clitoris with my thumb ... mmm, does that feel good?"
"God yes."
"Do you want to come for me Ruby, come all over my fingers?"
"So much," Ruby typed one-handed while exciting herself shamelessly, dreaming that the hand between her thighs was Suzanne's.
"Mmm, yes, I can feel you now Ruby, feel you wanting to come ... you feel so warm and sexy, I want you so, I want to kiss and suck your nipples while I slide my fingers inside you."
"Please, do it to me Suzanne."
"Are your nipples hard and dark Ruby, aching for my tongue and my lips?"
"Yes, oh Suzanne, I want this so much, be rough with me, please, bite my nipples, squeeze my soft breasts, make me yours."
"While I slide my fingers inside your pussy?"
