Getting Wet

[BethJones]

catherine was caught a little off guard as Claire invited her into the shower, whilst she had showered with the girls before that had been after a long hard session.

"I...I don't.... I mean," still lost for words Catherine wasn't sure what to do. She had already enjoyed an unplanned encounetr with one of her team, she wasn't sure a second was a good idea especially as teh first hadn't exactly gone to plan.

"... I'll wait here if you like," Catherine said. taking a seat on the small metal bench that ran down teh middle of teh changing room. This particular bench faced the shower and would allow Catering to see Claire as she showered.

 

[Steffi200051]

"Sounds good, I feel better with someone here keeping a lookout for the janitors."

Claire stepped back and carefully lowered both straps on her suit to her waist. This gave the coach a quick view of her breasts before Claire walked to the nearest shower. She turned on the water and then stepped out of her suit, still leaving her white socks on. They would provide good traction on the tile. She carefully held the suit under the steady stream as she always did to extract as much of the damaging chlorine as possible then hung it on the faucet handle. With the water warmed to temperature, Claire stepped in.

It felt heavenly to be instantly warmed and Claire turned to get full benefit of the steamy warmth. She quickly used the soap on every surface as she had done a thousand times before after practice. She finished with her hair. With her eyes closed she faced directly at Catherine and tilted her head back. The view must have left nothing to the imagination. She felt so relaxed.

As the water stopped, she stepped halfway to the bench then straightened her hair as best she could. The coach was still on the bench and looking in her direction. She then moved to her towel which was near the coach. Instantly, Catherine resumed talking about a training schedule, as Claire dried off.

Claire finished up with the towel wrapped neatly around her waist.

 

[tmmmbrrr]

Nika almost always rode public transit to and from the swim center. She sat in the front of her bus on a long bench seat facing the aisle. Her reflection looked straight back at her from the opposite window. “Why did I do that?” she heard her own voice in her head as clearly as if she’d asked out loud. The question came again and again, “Why…, why…, why…?”

Everything happened so fast. There was no way Coach could’ve known that Nika had practically imagined almost everything that finally happened tonight – and not just once… she didn’t know how many times she’d daydreamed of giving her love to Coach completely – holding nothing back…. Only after the fantasy became realithy she knew it had probably just been a sexual romp for Coach. “…a little extra-curricular bonus on the side…,” this time she realized she did say the words out loud...

The woman in the next seat half-turned her head and started to ask, “Wha..?”

Nika caught herself, “Oh, nuthin’, sorry – just a very hard day today,” she said.

“I know, I’ve had plenty myself,” the rider said and went back to her Su-Do-Ku.

At Nika’s stop, she stepped onto the curb and waited for the bus to leave before crossing to her apartment building. The wind gave her a chill. The question of “Why did I do that?” suddenly became, “What do I do now?” when she realized that tomorrow she would ride the bus in the other direction, back to the swim center.

 

[tmmmbrrr]

The building was vintage. Nika checked her box for mail and took the stairs as usual to the third floor. The sound of her footsteps on hardwood preceded her up the staircase. She shivered as she worked her key into the lock. Inside, the lighting was mostly original, as was the clawfoot tub. Nika turned on the HOT with just a little COLD, kicked off shoes and hung her clothes haphazardly so she could submerge in the steaming water. The clawfoot was her refuge sometimes. She rested her head against the smooth back of the tub and closed her eyes as the water rose.

Nika could still feel Catherine’s bite or perhaps she didn’t want to forget it. She touched her breast softly now and saw them both naked in the pool, only her face and two achingly swollen nipples breaking the surface of the water. “Oh, yes,” she whispered as she remembered Catherine’s lips on them. Nika cupped her breasts and teased her nipples between fingers and thumbs, “...very nice,” she said to herself, completely lost in the moment.

“What am I gonna do?” she asked again. Her hand absently drifted across her flat stomach and she ran her fingers through her curly bush until one slipped inside her.

…Nika’s eyes closed

…her breathing became deep and rhythmic

…she faintly recognized the scent of Catherine’s sex still on her lips

…there was so much more that she wanted

…she touched herself, imagining the fingers that knew her so well were Catherine’s

“Yes…, ohhh, Yes,” she said breathlessly, over and over.

The climax was shuddering. Bath water splashed onto the floor and the neighbor beat on the wall for "quiet!" She breathed deeply, recovering. “Tomorrow, I’m walking right up to Coach and I’m looking her right in the eye,” she said, “and I’m going to tell her that I want to train for a new event – something harder... like the 4,000”

Nika’s lips formed into a smile, “…and I’m going to ask her to help me after practice sometimes.”

Even as she dunked her head under the water to wash away the last of her coach's lingering scent, Nika realized that she wanted more of Catherine's musky-sweet wetness on her lips. "There'll be more of this...," she thought, "...lots more...."

 

[tmmmbrrr]

She was wrapped in a towel, standing before her dressing mirror. Scissors and a razor were laid out. Only about a third of the swim team was religious about shaving smooth – it could be a matter of shaving a second off a lap, but whether the advantage was real or psychological was never actually settled, so as much as anything it was also a badge of dedication to competitive swimming and something that made those swimmers feel closer to each other than to the rest of the team.

Nika’s pubic hair was one of the things she loved about her body. She was generously endowed with a dark, thick, wild tangle. She parted the towel and ran her fingers through it, purring, “hmmmm…,” loving the sensation. This wasn’t the first time she’d thought about shaving. She wondered what it would be like – feel like look like, but she could never bring herself to make the first cut.

“I can’t do it,” she said. The scissors went back into a drawer. “I - can’t do it,” she repeated.

 

[tmmmbrrr]

By the following day Nika’s resolve to rededicate herself to swimming and to face up to Catherine wasn't so strong - in fact she wasn’t sure she was even going to make practice until the last minute. She knew if she didn’t go practice as if it was just another day it would only get harder and harder for her to go back.

She barely made it to the swim center on time. Most swimmers were already in the pool. Coach was in the locker room in a conversation with Claire. Although Nika had never noticed Coach giving her much attention before, Claire was getting it now and to Nika it kinda looked like Coach intended for the two of them to remain behind for a minute after the locker room cleared out.

'Fine,' Nika thought and slammed her locker door shut. The noise of it broke off Coach's conversation and she and Claire both looked her way. “Sorry… didn’t mean to interrupt,” Nika said, “its just hard to close….”

Catherine and Claire were going back to their conversation, but Nika knew it was the time to speak up, “…but since I did interrupt,” she said as she approached them, “Coach, I made a decision last night,…”

All color left Catherine’s face. Nika said, “I want to change my event and I’d like your support.”

“I want to start training for the 4,000. It’s a more demanding event than I’m swimming now and I want the challenge.”

Nika paused again to give Coach a chance to say something, but it was as if Catherine couldn’t think of anything to say - again - so Nika continued, “Anyway, since we’re so far into the season, I’m willing to stay after practice to put in the extra work…”

“…and, ummmm, if you feel like giving me a few pointers after hours, I’d be grateful.”

Even though the words didn't quite come out as she'd rehersed, there was nothing more to say. There was no reaction from Coach, except that the color was slowly returning to her face. Nika turned to leave them to whatever they were talking about. She felt like she’d hit a brick wall.

“Nika!” Coach called after her. She must’ve cut short whatever she was talking with Claire about. “Thanks,” she said when she caught up with Nika, “for letting me know what was on your mind. I want to let you know that I’m here for you – during and after practice.”

 

[Steffi200051]

Claire heard the locker closing and turned slightly as Nika spoke to the coach. It began as a quick comment as so often happens after practice, then the idea expanded. Claire quietly stood by as the implications became clear. Nika was seeking to move into the longer distance events. On the team there were 25 swimmers, but 9 of the girls were in 80% of the events. Swimming is a team sport made up of individuals.

Claire was surprised that the coach made a decision so quickly. She smiled and appeared outwardly pleased that Nika would be in her practice group.

After Nika slipped away, Claire resumed talking with Catherine about the kick-turn then watched as the coach wandered toward her office. Catherine was very much a coach who gave her swimmers plenty of latitude. As she sorted through her bag, she made a point of getting her dry suit and hung up for the next practice. There were perhaps three people left as Claire walked through the door toward the parking lot.

 

[Steffi200051]

The night air was crisp but there was a sharp difference in the "taste" as it was devoid of any chlorine. Claire enjoyed the walk in the freshness, especially after a shower. It had been an incredible practice, filled with surprises and Claire's mind wandered back-and-forth over the details, especially the manner in which the coach had been pleasured. She now had a new view of the coach.

Once at the car she systematically looked around with her keys in her hands, before tossing the swim bag in the backseat and then straping-in. She picked up her phone and manually typed in the number, but then switched to a text-message.

"We should get together for practice tomorrow"

The message was for Nika!

 

[Steffi200051]

Almost instantly a return message indicated a positive response and was in fact so friendly that Claire decided to stop by Nika's place. It was two blocks further then her own place. Claire knew it by being the same building as the grad asistant for her English lit course. The building was in the older section of town. She found her way to the 3rd floor and walked only a few steps to 3B. Nika was promptly at the door.

" Well, if you can climb these 5 times a day, you will have no trouble in he 4,000!"

Nika was not wearing the clothes she had on when she left the gym! They had been on the team together two years and had always been cordial but somehow distant. Now, Nika seemed quite elated that to have her visiting.

 

[tmmmbrrr]

Nika didn’t answer the door until the bell rang the second time. When she peered through the peephole and saw it was Claire, she exclaimed, “Oh, my gosh!” remembering then that she had asked her over. Well, now wasn’t the best time, but…

Nika slid the deadbolt and stood in the open doorway. Her hair was up. Her fingernails and toenails were freshly painted, pink. She had lipstick on and she was dressed in an oversized (for Nika) pressed men’s white dress shirt which was not buttoned, but held together with one hand. For Claire, who only knew Nika from the swim center, it was a lot to take in.

“Hi..., c’mon in..., I’ll get somethin’on..., ummm, just a sec, OK?,” Nika was rambling, this was her first impression and …well, it really wasn’t the best time, “Can you make yourself comfortable? I’ll just be a sec….”

Smokey Robinson was on the stereo. Claire didn’t recognize the music at first, but found the vocals soothing, soulful. There was only room for a couch, chair, coffee table book case in the living room. Claire choose the couch. Obviously she’d walked in on something…. ...and at first she thought she’d sat on her phone – she heard and felt buzzing, but her phone was in her front pocket, so maybe it was Nika’s phone.

Claire reached into the cushions. When her fingers touched the source of the vibration, she knew exactly what it was. What she pulled from the cushions was a eight inches of smooth black plastic. It was vibrating. Claire knew where to look to turn it off. ‘This explains a lot,’ she thought, looking over Nika’s toy.

Claire didn’t hear Nika’s bedroom door open. And she didn’t see Nika standing there until Nika stepped back into her room and made a polite amount of noise as if she was just coming out again. Claire shoved the vibrator down deep into the cushions just as Nika joined her. Now she was the Nika that Claire knew from practice: hair down and wearing a tank top and gym shorts. She shook out her hair. “Thanks for coming by,” Nika said with a slightly devilish smile, "would you like something?"

 

[Steffi200051]

Inside of Nika's place was very much in keeping with the exterior. The furnishings were quite old, most likely she took the place "as is," but many students lived in similar places off-campus. Claire was quite certain that she lived alone based on the size of the apartment. From the living area, one could see into the kitchen in one direction and into the bedroom from the other.

"Nope, I'm fine. I just wanted to chat with you about your decision to go into the longer distance events. I really think it's great, but there are some adjustments."

Nika listened intently. In fact she appeared hinged on every word. Claire watched as she took
a seat on the couch which left them incredibly close to each other, another factor in the small quarters. As Claire explained the length of the 1500 and 4000 meant longer training cycles, with empthasis on "smooth transitions," Nika appeared to smile as if it would be to her liking. Claire spoke in reassuring terms which was also well received. She answered a few follow-up questions, the best of which dealt with the kick-turn from the wall.

"Nika, in a 4000 race, you will be making 80 turns. They need to be smooth rather than"thrusting" as you are use to in the sprint races."

Nika had on fresh lipstick and had freshly done her nails which suggested that she was either going out or was expecting company. Claire moved to the edge of the cushion as if she were preparing to leave. It was then she caught the scent of lotion, an expensive brand, perhaps a hand lotion. Nika placed her hand on Claire's as a motion to relax as if she needed to hear more. She then asked about Catherine, particularly concerning how she handled the participants for each event.

Claire's mind instantly went to the scene in the coach's office from earlier. She was in need of talking to someone on the team, but thought the better of it.

"No worries, she wants the best for the team. She'll choose from the best practice times."

 

[tmmmbrrr]

"I feel better about my decision since talking with you," Nika told Claire. Her hand was still lightly resting on Claire's. It felt natural, friendly... maybe with just a hint of something more, but no more than either was comfortable with. "I'm really ready to do whatever it takes to become competitive at this distance. I felt like I'd hit the wall in the 1,500. I've probably needed to make this change for a few months - something to make me think and train differently than I ever have."

They talked about their mutual interests and shared one or two things that their passion for swimming driven them to at different times. Claire finally couldn't stop herself from asking about the lotion. The fragrance was intoxicating. "Do you mean this?" Nika asked as she reached across Claire for a small bottle on the bookcase shelf. It was really too far to get at from the opposite side of the couch. Nika's body pressed firmly against Claire's as she stretched for it. Neither woman thought much about the close contact at the time. Even in swimming, a certain amount of physical contact was expected and accepted as being part of the team. Settling back onto the couch, Nika said, "I love this stuff," and she unscrewed the cap as she talked and poured a thick, wet ribbon of the contents into the palm of her hand.

"May I?" she asked.

 

[Steffi200051]

"Oh please do."

Nika was pleasantly more confident in her apartment then Claire ever remembered her being at the pool. Some people are simply more at ease in smaller numbers. There had always been a feeling of "togetherness" during meets and on the bus, however it quickly evaporated once the team went their separate ways.

Claire extended her arm and Nika softly stroked her two fingers over her wrist fully rubbing it to be sure it dissolved. It was the touch it itself that gave Claire the indication of sincerity. Nika really cared about her swimming. She was committed to improving and that was the dedication that Claire could appreciate.

Nika took a second dose, smaller than the first, and rubbed it on Claire's lower neck. It surprised her in a pleasant way.

"Oh that really is special. I need to get some of that."

Claire tilted her head to give more access. It was a clear indication that she was enjoying the attention.

 

[tmmmbrrr]

The lotion was something that Nika found by accident and fell in love with. Even on her budget, she always liked to have it for times when she wanted to pamper herself in her favorite ways. She was pleased that Claire reacted to the fragrance in the same way that she did and more pleased that Claire appreciated the light massage Nika was giving. As Nika gently worked the lotion, Claire began to relax and despite her pride Claire heard herself asking Nika not to stop, “...that feels sooo good.”

Nika wasn’t a masseuse, although she did have natural touch for healing with her hands. The conversation slowed as Claire held her hair up and Nika massaged her neck and it didn’t take much encouragement a later for Claire to pull her shirt up and lay across the sofa so that Nika could continue the massage on her back. The stereo had long since been quiet. Nika could hear Claire breathing deeply and rhythmically. Nika smiled to herself…, ‘so, this is what it is like…,’ she was thinking of times that she had been the girl on the couch with her shirt up or off altogether and one boyfriend or another had unclasped her brassiere for a massage or back rub – the true purpose of which was always sex. Nika didn’t ask Claire for permission. She unhooked the brassiere and laid the straps aside. Claire lay quiet and still. Nika laid her hands together on the small of Claire’s back, ran them up along her spine to the shoulders, across the shoulders and back down Claire’s sides to the small of her back again. Sometimes Claire would moan softly. Sometimes Nika would notice her shifting her body as she fell more deeply into a relaxed state.

Nika repeated the simple movement over and over, covering Claire’s toned back completely. Claire lay still, breathing deeply. Eventually, as Nika brought her hands back down along Claire’s sides her fingertips brushed lightly along her breasts. Claire laid still... did she mind?

A few moments later, Nika’s fingertips brushed lightly along Claire’s breasts again – Claire laid still again even though it should've been clear this time that Nika's fingertips on her breasts wasn't accidental. When Nika brought her hands back down along Claire’s sides next, her fingertips slipped well into cups of Claire’s bra and Claire did nothing to stop her. The boldness of her action excited Nika. She’d never thought of Claire like this, but she felt a desire to massage Claire’s gorgeous tits against her body and passionately kiss her neck, lips….

Impulsively Nika pulled her own top off over her head and tossed it onto the dark hardwood floor. Her heart was racing. She leaned forward and felt the bare skin of her stomach then her breasts against Claire’s bare back. Nika kissed Claire tenderly on her shoulder then slid her hand inside Claire’s brassiere.

Nika imagined Claire would turn to her, smile hungrily and pull Nika down onto her, kissing back with as much passion as was throbbing in Nika’s heart.

Claire laid still, breathing rhythmically.... She was tired from swimming, completely relaxed from Nika’s massage and deeply asleep. When Nika realized this she was suddenly afraid to wake her. Quietly, she got up and brought a quilt for her and made her as comfortable as she could without disturbing her. Nika, naked except for gym shorts, stood over her friend, touched two fingers to her lips, kissed them, then touched the fingertips to Claire’s bare shoulder. “Good night, Claire,” she whispered and started to tiptoe away.

 

[tmmmbrrr]

She stopped suddenly and went back to the couch. Kneeling, she inserted an arm into the seat cushions and felt for the vibrator that Claire had discovered still turned on from when Nika got up to answer the door. Her fingers closed around it and she carefully pulled it out.

In her room, Nika turned the skeleton key to lock her door. She lit a candle beside her bed. Gradually her eyes got used to the soft glow. She slid the gym shorts down and stepped out of them. The man’s shirt was hanging in her closet. She took it down, slipped her arms into it, but left the front unbuttoned as usual. The contrast of the white shirt against her dark complexion was striking.

“What a night!” she thought as she arranged her pillows so she could sit up in the bed. Sitting back against the pillows, she opened the shirt and began to massage her breasts. Her nipples were aching to be touched, kissed, sucked… Nika pinched them between thumbs and fingers – hard – thinking of her desire for Claire, “Yessss…,” she whispered, imagining she was sharing the pleasure….

The vibrator slipped in easily. She turned it on. The familiar humming sound and sensation made her wetter than she already was. Nika meant to blow out the candle, but that seemed unimportant just now. Nika's knees were drawn up and open, her head was laid completely back as she massaged her breasts and teased and pinched her nipples with one hand as she kept the other hand on her vibrator – getting it just right.

Careful not to cry out, her orgasms came over her like shuddering waves breaking on a beach. Only after Nika was fully satisfied did the faint humming noise stop. She lay dazed and exhausted, wrapped the shirt around her, pulled up the covers and blew out the candle.

 

[tmmmbrrr]

Third story apartments aren’t usually prime real estate for people watching. There are far more telescopes in the high rises than in the historic apartment district, nonetheless there are a few… and one block away, somebody couldn’t believe what it was that they had just seen.

 

[Steffi200051]

It was so wonderful to sense the aroma but that was soon overshadowed by the sensual touch of Nika's fingers. Inadvertently, Claire slumped toward her giving her range of motion to reach other regions. It was then that her shirt came up over her head. This might be reason for concern in most social situations, but, as a swimmer, each of them had been in the shower and locker room hundreds of times with other swimmers in various stages of undress.

Claire felt luxurious, even when her bra was unhooked. This was the absolute best possible way to finish off the week. She could feel each separate muscle being touched in succession as Nika moved to one side and gained a better position. She missed nothing. It was far better with a woman's touch; One who knew precisely where and with what pressure to attain to Claire's body.

Claire would return the favor when it was her turn. She began imagining just how that would be, with Nika on the receiving end, her back..her legs, even her bottom. Claire had plans. It was then that she felt the faint touch aside of her breast. Then a second time, there was a clear message being delivered. That wonderful lotion was being applied to her nipple--directly to them, over and over.

It was a restful sleep. Perhaps more of a stupor that was difficult to pull away from. The couch, was thought to be short, proved to be the perfect density and the apartment was pleasantly warm giving her the sense of a secure rest. Claire could not gather her sltrength and repeatedly drifted back to sleep, until the light of the morning lit the walls and the full meaning of the night before came to light. The comforter was a clear sign that Nika wanted her to stay.

She moved her feet to the floor as the comforter slipped away and felt the air on her chest. Nika's door was closed and her shirt was on the floor. Claire picked it up and placed it on the couch. The pulled the quilt around her shoulders and walked to Nika's door. It was 7:30 in the morning. The door opened with a squeak of the hinge and she stepped inside.

It was a twin bed, however Claire didn't mind. The container was on the night stand and so was the black vibe! With a soft smile, Claire settled-in next to Nika. She stirred, then turned to allow more room. When shen did, Claire saw her tits. A thought crossed Claire's mind that she would deal with at a later time.

"Ready, for your rubdown?"

 

[tmmmbrrr]

Nika heard the door squeek on its hinges and Claire's soft footsteps across the hardwood to her bed. She wasn't awake enough quite yet to open her eyes, but when she realized that Claire was slipping into bed, she thought, 'mmmm..., this is getting off to a good start....' and made room in her small bed for the two of them. Claire's warmth was welcome. Nika knew that whatever Claire had in mind - she was already all in.

 

[Steffi200051]

"It's early so just sleep..sleep while I relax you."

Claire found that Nika had only used one button on her night shirt, most likely because the apartment was really well heated. Claire was quite comfortable even with her bare shoulders. Nika had a brief smile relising what she would be getting. However, Claire first unbuttoned the shirt and slipped out first one arm then the other. She pulled the shirt off from the back and laid it near the footboard. It was exhilerating to be so close to Nika, while she was wearing nothing!

"Nike...you are really going to enjoy this."

Claire watched as she turned onto her tummy with only her legs under the covers. The first instinct was to cover her boompie, instead Claire straddled her upper legs and gently settled on her. Within seconds the first circular motions were tracing over Nika's upper shoulder with the wonderful aroma filling their senses. Claire could hear the relief verbally flowing from her, indicating she was doing things correctly. It was also clear that both girls enjoyed morning as a time for stimulation.

Soon she built up enough excess to enable the use of both hands and being positioned as such, she could use long, forceful, pressure strokes that traveled the length of Nika's back. She repeated the motion, keeping Nika mezmerized in her own bed.

Then, Claire shimmied down to work her lower back! It was then that Claire recalled the previous night on the couch. She used her right hand to slip underneath Nika's body and gracefully swirl her breast. It was a bold move, but Claire wanted to be sure Nika understood how accepting she was.

"Now, I am going to do your butt."

 

[tmmmbrrr]

"Ohh, baby," Nika moaned, "...that's my weakness."

That was all Nika had to say. It was the complete truth. She hoped she'd told Claire everything she needed to know.

 

[Steffi200051]

"Ohh good, cuz it will be your treat."

Claire used more lotion then she needed and began on Nika's upper leg, then moved up. She moaned instantly thus giving Claire a tinging sensation.

"Do you like?"

 

[tmmmbrrr]

"...mmmm-hmmm...," Nika loved the feeling vulnerability that came with offering her bare backside to a lover. She was practically twitching in anticipation as she looked back over her shoulder at Claire. The voice in her head was ready to scream, 'Please tell me you got into my bed to fuck me, Claire...!'

Claire got it. She traced two fingers down between Nika's bare cheeks and plunged them into her cunt. "Are you mine?" Claire asked.

It was just what Nika wanted, but she was shocked - speechless that Claire asserted herself so suddenly. Claire slapped Nika's ass hard with her open hand and repeated, "Are you mine?"

"Yesss, Claire, yes," Nika said, nodding her head up and down and thinking to herself - 'ohhh, yes....'

 

[Steffi200051]

"Well, we do have the entire morning to ourselves....and it is a perfect time...besides, your little pussy needs a workout."

Claire was equally shocked by both her langauge and Nika's. Yet it appeared to be equally in-keeping with the situation. Claire was still wearing her high cut rio's, while Nika was totally nude. Instinctively, Claire smacked Nika's thigh a second time and repeated the question. Instantly Nika moaned in a surrendering voice, "yes...take me."

"You want me to pleasure you, don't you!"

Nika was already giving in. Her legs had spread wider rendering better access plus allowing Claire a full view of her sex and Nika's thigh was pressing against the satin of Claire's panties which she knew were getting moist. Claire recovered her senses enough to circle her fingers slowly. Then softly she spread her chest over Nika's back, carefully bouncing her soft breasts on her skin to restore warmth. There was a moment when Claire softly kissed her fragrant skin before pressing her free hand under Nika's body and locating her nipple. Immediately, she clasp it between her two fingers, flexing it in a most seductive way.

Nika moaned loudly. It was clear that being "trapped" in her own bed was much to her liking. Claire's fingers began seaching her pussy, driving deeper before twisting then quickly repeating the motion. Nika was wetness was building the tension. Claire pulled away and rubbed Nika's mound. She could feel her "fur" and it stirred an impluse Claire.

Claire gripped firmly on Nika's breast. It was if the two of them had simultaneously decided to face each other, as Nika rolled onto her back, exposing herself to Claire intentions. Claire brushed her had into the softness of Nika's pussy and leaned her face near Nika's. She was incredibly beautiful in the faint morning light of the bedroom. Claire kissed her softly.

"Ready?"

Without waiting for a reply, Claire went to her knees on the soft mattress and pulled her panties down, giving Nika a full look at her shaved-pussy. Nika must have known what her intentions were. As the panties were tossed to the floor, Claire moved swiftly.

 

[tmmmbrrr]

Although there wasn't time to think about it, Nika was surprised that Claire could be so assertive. She was deeply aroused by the way Claire took all the power between them. It was all about trust now.

Nika writhed as Claire slapped her ass again - hard, just like before.

"Ready?"

'--yes I'm ready. Do me right in my own bed, Claire and see if I'm not ready.' --wisely the words were only thought, not spoken.

 

[Steffi200051]

"Ohh, you like this don"t you...yea. Well, look as much as you want."

Claire was so pleased to see how fast things were progressing and how willing Nika was becoming. She seemed to enjoy the attention as well as taking directions.

"Go ahead Nika, you know it feels...."

Claire quickly scurried between her legs, as Nika reached her hand up to covette her breast. Her touch was gentle and quite tentative, but soon became more of a pawing sensation. Nika's eyes were eager! Claire took her wrist with one hand and pinned it to the bed quickly moving in to secure Nika's right nipple in her mouth. It was a forceful move, but Nika was soon withering under the lust.