It became increasingly difficult for Isabelle to continue meeting privately with any of her guests. She found herself in a growing state of agitation, in spite of the fact that she was wearing off a lot of her built-up sexual energy. But just having so many good-looking young healthy vibrant sex partners surrounding her, offering their bodies for her to scan, casting her winks and seductive looks when they thought no one else was looking, caused her passions to mount higher and higher.
She looked for any excuse she could to get one or another of them off to the attic, off to the cellar, or for everyone but one select person to be out of the house at the same time. Over the next several days she enjoyed each one of them again.
The next opportunity she had to spend with Ruth came early the next week. When she noticed they were alone, after several days of welcoming and returning Ruth's secret little glances and hints of sexuality, Isabelle sidled up to her, rubbed her pointed tits against her back and blew lightly in her ear.
"I think we're alone," she said. "The only ones here are Vince and Catherine, and they're busy doing whatever newlyweds do when they have a few moments alone together."
Catherine had come down with the sniffles from being out in the cold and damp the day before, and Vince was kind enough to fuck her in bed and spend his time taking care of her every need. This looked like the perfect opportunity for Isabelle and Ruth.
Ruth turned around so her tits could rub against Isabelle's. She glanced nervously around, then planted a light kiss on Isabelle's lips. Isabelle returned the favor, brushing her warm cunt mound against Ruth. Then she grabbed Ruth's hand.
"I know just the place. Come with me."
Isabelle led her up two flights of steps to the attic. When they got to the far corner where the bed was, she turned and again and kissed her sister-in-law. They wrapped their long slender arms around each other's back. Together they stroked, kissed, hummed merrily, and ground their cunts together.
Isabelle pulled away. "Here let's get rid of these and do it right." She began undressing Ruth as Ruth did the same to her. In another minute, they were wider the quilt on the soft bed, cuddling up to each other to keep warm. They ran their legs up and down the other's, as though rubbing sticks together to start a fire.
The two hot women sucked on each other's tongue. Their hands worked feverishly over each other's body, fondling tits, moving their hands down the gentle curves of each other's hour glass figure, over the warm taut flesh of hard ass cheeks, over the curves of the lower belly. Ultimately, their hands moved down over the other's bushy triangle, and came to rest in the Y between the other's legs.
They hummed and moaned and sucked on each other's tongue as they took each other higher and higher, made each other hotter and hotter with sexual desire. Their bodies writhed and wriggled under the quilt, warming each other up, taking each other to greater and greater heights of sexual bliss.
Then Ruth rolled Isabelle over and ground her body against her sister-in-law's. They could feel their pubic patches rub into each other's, their clits actually stimulating the other's. Together, they wormed their way around on the bed, stroking each other's hair, humming and moaning into the other's mouth, feeling their cunts as well as each other getting hotter and wetter as they went along.
Isabelle was the first to pull her mouth away. She enjoyed Ruth's delicate kisses very much, but she needed to breathe. She clutched Ruth's head close to her own as she panted homely in her ear.
"Oh, yes, Ruth. Yes, yes, yes! Your body feels so wonderful next to mine. That's it. Keep grinding your warm wet pussy against mine. I can feel your bush tickling my clit. It feels so good. You're getting me so hot. You have such a gorgeous body it makes me hot just looking at it. You're really getting me hot now. Oh, yes, yes, yes! That's it. Keep grinding your cunt against mine. Ooooh. You're getting me so hot, I'm going to come any minute. Come with me, Ruth!"
Together they rubbed their bodies together and each continued to grind her flaming pussy against the other's. They could feel the heat, the moisture scaring from their grinding, gnashing cunts. They could sense each other getting higher and higher, hotter and hotter, closer and closer to blasting off.
What developed was a slow, gently mounting orgasm, not fast and furious, but delicate, tender, and very very sensual.
"Oh, yes, Isabelle," Ruth whispered. "I'm with you. I'm with you all the way. Just the thought of holding your lovely body so close to mine gets me hot. Actually, doing it gets me hotter and hotter. I'm with you, darling. I'm on the brink myself. Your pussy feels so good rubbing against mine. Oh, yes. Come with me. I'm there. Come with me now. I'm coming! Oh, yes! Ah, ah, ah, I'm comiiinnggg!"
She quickly pressed her lips against Isabelle's and thrust her tongue forcefully into her mouth as she clutched the sides of her head with her forearms, twining her fingers in her sister-in-law's radiant blonde hair. She increased the rocking and writhing motion of her groin against Isabelle's at a furious pace now as she felt her orgasm well up inside her.
Together they moaned as they ground their bodies frantically together. They were like a whirlwind of activity as they wriggled and squirmed around on the bed, their bodies melting in their mounting excitement, and they felt their juice gush out against each other's steamy cunt.
On and on, their orgasm raged as they literally ravished each other with their, twisting, turning bodies, their pubes tangling with each other's, the combined heat of their pussies about enough to start the covers on fire. They moaned and gurgled feverishly into each other's mouth as their climax sizzled on carrying them higher and higher, to the very crest of sexual bliss, then over it, and on to another.
They pulled their lips apart and clutched each other tightly, feeling their climaxes snap off like a hundred little brush fires. They gasped and panted and sweated as their orgasms tore on, almost ripping them apart in their frenzy.
When they felt their cumulative orgasms peaking and subsiding, they relaxed their grips and let their arms and legs loosen up. Their grinding movements were slowing down as they stared bleary-eyed into each other's radiant face. Ruth relaxed on top of Isabelle's warm body, her chest heaving.
They stroked each other's hair and gently rubbed their bodies and legs together, no longer in a way to achieve a mind-shattering orgasm, but in a way to express gratitude, as well as keep warm.
Isabelle looked into his sister-in-law's lovely dark eyes as she ran her fingers through her silky brown hair. She was glad Ruth had shown her the ways of making another woman happy, and she wondered if she would ever get another chance. She wondered if she ever dared, at the risk of damaging her husband's reputation, making the first move toward starting a similar relationship with another woman.
She knew she didn't want this kind of life exclusively, for she loved men too much. She loved feeling a nice hard cock pump in and out of her cunt. She loved the feel of a strong thick cock in her hand, warm and hard, the silky smooth flesh over a rock-hard lead pipe underneath.
She loved the feel of a gorgeous hunk of cockmeat stuffed in her mouth and even down her throat. She loved the texture and the taste of a good load of male jism filling her mouth and splashing down to her belly.
She knew she loved those things and always would. There was no getting away from that. She was truly in love with a good hard piece of cock.
But this… this encounter she had with Ruth was so different. She still managed to have a terrific orgasm, but it was the way it came about that excited her.
A woman was so soft, smelled so nice. A woman didn't have scratchy cheeks and chin that rubbed her face – or her thighs – raw. A woman was gentle and tender and knew just how and when to touch her to bring her the greatest thrills.
She was saddened suddenly at the thought of never being able to make it with another woman. She clutched Ruth tighter at the thought.
"Hold me, Ruth. Hold me tight. I love the feel of your body close to mine. I want to cherish the thought forever. I might never get another chance to do this… not for a long, long time anyway. Matthew would just die if he ever knew. But I need you now. I need to make the most of this precious experience. I need you to make me feel good and wonderful all over my body. And I want to remember this all my life."
With that, she lifted Ruth's face to her own and kissed her tenderly, lovingly. She pressed her lips delicately against her sister-in-law's and caressed her cheek as they fondly kissed each other.
Then Ruth felt the flames of her passions being fanned again, and she increased the slow gentle gyrations she had been making with her cunt against Isabelle. She squeezed her ass cheeks, pressed her groin against Isabelle's and twirled it around frequently.
Soon they were working their cunts against each other's with increasing conviction, with mounting sensations.
Only Isabelle didn't want to do it the same way. Once was enough. Although it had been tremendously enjoyable, she needed variety to make this a truly memorable experience. Plus, she needed to taste Ruth's delicious cunt juice once more before their visit was over.
She wrapped her arms tightly round Ruth's back and rocked her sideways until she had her flipped over, then began a slow tongue trip down her torso, kissing and nibbling at the brunette's lovely tits, down farther to her curly brown patch of cunt-hair, and then down to the very target of her journey.
Isabelle pressed the flat of her tongue against Ruth's swollen cunt lips. She hummed with great delight. Then she grabbed Ruth's thighs and spread them wide, her cunt lips opening up in the process, exposing the tasty pink flesh of her inner pussy lips.
Isabelle used her thumbs to spread the moist lips apart, then stared deep into Ruth's gaping cunt-hole. Without further ado, she plunged her tongue in as far as it would go. Already it tasted wonderful, the remnants of the orgasm they had just enjoyed lingering on Ruth's slick hot cunt walls.
When Ruth felt Isabelle's tongue into her steamy pussy, she clutched her sister-in-law's head and hissed.
"Ohhh, yesss. Oh God, Isabelle. That feels so wonderful! I love the feel of your tongue in my cunt. You're better than any man. Oh, yes, yes, yes, yes! That's it! I love it! Suck my cunt for me, Isabelle. Lick my pussy good. This might be the last chance we ever get. Aaah, yess! That's wonderful!"
Her legs flip-flopped about on the bed as Isabelle continued her terrific tongue job on Ruth's drooling fuck hole. Isabelle thrust her tongue in and out with increasing fervor. She could feel every contour, every fold of delicate warm moist flesh on the inside of her sister-in-law's cunt.
It was a treat like nothing she had experienced. She loved it, and she wanted more.
Faster and faster, she lapped away at Ruth's steamy pussy. Deeper and deeper, she tried to plunge her tongue, but it was only so long, it would go on only so far. She wrapped her lips around Ruth's cunt lips and sucked as she thrust her tongue deep inside, trying to pull out all the delicious cunt juice she could find.
"Oooooh, wonderful. You're driving me up the wall with that wonderful tongue action. I need a nice juicy cunt to suck on, Isabelle. Bring your lovely ass around here so I can taste your sweet juices as well."
She flung the quilt back and twisted her body downward as Isabelle turned hers upward. Soon they were positioned with their heads on each other's thigh, their faces in each other's crotch, lapping wildly away at the other's hot dripping cunt.
There was little energy left for words, but they didn't hesitate to hum and groan with great delight whenever they felt a particularly exhilarating maneuver of the other's tongue. They lapped and licked and, sucked at each other's pussy until they felt themselves in the throes of another mounting orgasm.
They took each other higher and higher, closer and closer to sexual bliss with each lap of their talented tongues on each other's aching, quivering cunt. They thrust as deeply as they could, literally tongue-fucking the other's pussy for all they were worth.
They writhed and grunted and squirmed all over the bed, not caring that the room was ten or fifteen degrees colder than the rest of the house, they were so hot, so engrossed in giving and receiving the ultimate sexual pleasure they could imagine.
When their convulsing subsided, they didn't stop. They both knew their time together was limited, and they both knew they were capable of reaching yet higher states of sexual fulfillment. They flicked their tongues over each other's clit, nuzzled their chins in their pubic hairs and sucked, nibbled and blew themselves to a mind-shattering series of climaxes.
Then Ruth recalled the delightful triple action Isabelle had provided her the other day. It was something no one had ever done to her before, and it was something that surprised her, for at the time Isabelle claimed she was a virgin when it came to making it with a woman, yet she certainly knew what she was doing. It had sent Ruth up the walls, and she was ready to experience it again. And the best way to get it, she knew, was to give it.
While she sucked and flicked away at Isabelle's quivering clit, she brought her hand around from her ass where she was kneading and fondling her sister-in-law's lovely ass cheeks, and thrust two of her fingers right in Isabelle's flaming wet pussy. She pumped in and out as though she were fucking it with a cock of her own.
Sure enough, it worked! The next thing she knew, Ruth felt Isabelle doing the same to her. Together they fucked each other's cunt with their fingers, and when she had hers good and slicked up, Ruth pulled them out and inserted her thumb to provide the same fucking action while she stretched her fingers back to the blonde's asshole and thrust one effortlessly inside.
Isabelle responded by doing the same to her, and soon they were licking each other's clit, thumb-fucking each other's cunt and fingerfucking each other's asshole until they brought each other to the most dynamic conclusion either had ever experienced.
They thrashed and jerked and moaned and grunted like they were stricken with spasms. They slurped and fingered and thrust and bounced so furiously, the bed rattled and slapped against the wall. They literally exhausted each other in the orgasm of the century, and when it was over, they collapsed on the bed, their fingers still in each other's fuck holes, their chests heaving mightily as they gasped for air.
"Bravo!" a man's voice said, accompanied by solitary applause.
Their heads snapped up in terror and twisted to see Vince's smiling face as he hunkered on the floor in his bathrobe, his huge cock throbbing wildly in front of him.
"Marvelous show," he said. "Mind if I join in?" He got up and untied his robe, letting it fall to the floor, the gigantic purple knob of his pulsing, massive cock glistening with precum.