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Ch 2.46: Helping
Ch 2.46: Helping
Elaina could understand Carly a little better now, appreciate the joys of watching a little more. She was able to forget her own nakedness in the moment, instead reveling in the beauty that was in front of her. Still, she could sense a hesitation in the woman’s voice, her movements.
“Carly, you don’t have to if you don’t want to.”
Carly froze for a moment, staring at the ground. It wasn’t like Tira, who had been so reserved at first, but then able to remove everything so easily at the end. Carly was still nervous, terrified even.
“I do want to… It’s just hard.”
Elaina could relate. She remembered the first time she stripped in front of Tira, and Carly herself. But she had trouble doing it for different reasons. “You know you’re beautiful, right?”
Carly’s eyes widened, snapping to Elaina. There was innocence in them, joy at those words. “Really?”
Elaina stepped forward as she reached up to Carly’s head, pulling it towards her own, opening her mouth and taking Carly’s into her own. She was gentle with her kiss, lightly taking Carly’s lip in between her own, feeling the girl loosen up and collapse into her chest.
“Yes, really.” Elaina said as she pulled away, running her hand down Carly’s side, the smooth, supple skin, soft curves flowing underneath her palm. “I want to help you realize that.”
Carly was looking up into Elaina’s eyes, her own eyes sparkling as she melted into Elaina’s arms. “Can you do it for me?”
Elaina’s response was wordless, reaching around her friend’s back, undoing the clasp of Carly’s bra with her hand. She could have done it with [Restraint], but she wanted any excuse right now to touch her friend.
Carly didn’t react either, not when the bra came undone, and not when Elaina pulled it forward. Even that was wonderful, just Carly’s bare shoulders underneath the light of the sun, but the girl shone even brighter as Elaina continued, letting the garment fall to the grass and flowers below, unleashing her heavy breasts out into the world, breasts Elaina wanted nothing more than to grab and fondle.
But things needed to be taken slow. The sight was glorious anyway, Carly’s whole torso bared to Elaina, to the whole grove. And Elaina wasn’t done yet either.
“These too?” Elaina asked as she ran her fingers up Carly’s thigh and towards her underwear. Gods she was soft, so wonderful to touch and press into.
“Uh-huh,” Carly said, leaning into Elaina even more, pressing her gentle body into Elaina’s. Elaina couldn’t have asked for anything better in the world, her fingers reaching into Carly’s waistband and pulling down, Elaina herself having to crouch down to pull the panties down, rubbing her face over Carly’s chest, her soft tummy as she pulled the underwear to the ground.
She found herself at eye level with Carly’s sex at the end, watched Carly’s lips spread ever so slightly as the girl stepped out of her last item of clothing. She wanted to do more, to ravish her friend right there and then, pull her legs apart and go down on her until the sun went down, but she knew things had to be slow, so she simply pulled herself up, stepping back and full admiring the woman in front of her.
It really wasn’t fair. She had seen three friends naked now, and each of their bodies was wonderful in their own way, Flora with her lithe grace, Tira with her hardened body, and now Carline Forsythe, the voluptuous beauty standing in front of her. She wanted nothing more than to pull the woman back into her embrace, run her fingers over every inch of her body. But that could wait. Though hopefully not too long.
“So, bath time?” she asked, reaching her hand out. She had to try a little touching, right?
Carly looked at the hand for a moment, then nodded, smiling. “Okay,” she said, taking the offer, letting herself be led over to the pool of water at the edge of the glade. Her hand was soft, but Elaina could feel her grip intensely, the excitement in it as she led her friend over to the pond, her own heart racing as she stepped into the cold water.
Somehow, the chill on her skin couldn’t compare to the warmth of her beating heart.