Ghostly Love

God Renata felt good against her. Stacey closed her eyes so she could feel with her senses and all six of hers told her it was right. She could almost feel the ghostly Renata there as well smiling down on this moment. She almost wanted to crush the live Renata to her chest to prove she was live, she was real, and she wasn't Stacey's imagination. Instead she held her carefully, almost delicately, felt her warmth, smelled her perfume and unique body essence and relished every second of it.

"I'm glad you were here tonight" Renata breathed in her ear and Stacey could feel the warmth of her breath and feel a small smattering of goose bumps go down her spine.

"Why?" Stacey asked from her own mouth which was by Renata's right ear where her head was almost resting on the taller woman's shoulder.

"Because I felt instant attraction to you at today's meeting. Almost as though I've known you before" Renata replied with her soothing voice.

"I felt the same way, I would swear we have met before" Stacey replied bending the truth a little.

"I'm relieved you're in a lesbian bar..." Renata began before pulling back momentarily to look in her smaller partner's eyes and ask "you ARE a lesbian aren't you?"

The alarm she heard in Renata's voice made Stacey smile as she shyly nodded. "However I only think it fair to warn you, I've never been with anyone." She looked down in shame as though she had committed some social faux paus.

Renata lifted Stacey's chin with her fingertips so she could look deeply into her eyes. "No one? Ever?"

Stacey shook her head as she looked deeply into Renata's deep blue eyes. The lights from the dance floor and her blue blouse brought out tints in those blue eyes that were making Stacey's legs go weak. She whispered "I have never been with a man or a woman."

Renata found herself becoming greatly excited. The thought of being the first woman with this delightfully pretty woman was intoxicating. "Why not?" she felt she had to ask.

Stacey shrugged "I've been waiting for the right woman."

Renata felt odd, almost as though something had come over her. She realized she must proceed with caution. After all, she worked with this woman. She also didn't want to scare her off. "Is it possible, I could be that right woman?" she asked hesitantly.

Stacey smiled and then shyly nodded.

Renata leaned down and kissed her tenderly on the lips. She couldn't believe how that one little kiss would affect her body though. She felt electrified by it. There was something about this woman, there was an overwhelming attraction. The handshake that afternoon had started it. The way the woman stared at her during the meeting. The way she was looking at her now. All of it indicated intense interest. Renata couldn't help but return that interest if it was anything like she was feeling.

They danced several dances together, oblivious to those around them. They danced each of them slow as they got to know each other and lightly teased each other's bodies by dancing closely. Even though everyone around them were rocking out to the beat, they continued to dance slowly. This elicited a few chuckles from those around them but everyone could see the looks between the two of them, the intensity, the conversation, the happiness and let them to it. They were oblivious to those around them anyway. Some envied them what they obviously already had, some knew who the players were and were surprised they had hooked up. Melanie watched and prayed her friend wouldn't get hurt, again.

"So you see you look just like her" Stacey was explaining to Renata about...Renata.

"You believe you see ghosts?" Renata asked to clarify what Stacey had been sitting on her couch explaining.

Stacey had felt the need to explain in full before this went any further. She and Renata had spoken for hours in the club and it was only natural that Renata invited her back to her co-op. They were sitting with a fine bottle of wine on her cozy and expensive living room couch so they could continue their hour's long conversations.

"Yes" Stacey answered simply thinking this might be just too much for the sophisticated woman she was talking to. To her amazement though Renata smiled, that endearing smile that Stacey had never seen enough of over the years.

Renata breathed a large sigh before saying "that's a relief."

"A relief?" Stacey asked puzzled.

Renata nodded as she answered "I thought I was the only one."

"You've been visited by ghosts?" Stacey asked astounded, she had never met anyone who admitted that. She had never confided this with anyone other than Melanie though.

Renata nodded again "my whole life I've seen them but in the last six years or so just one but with no face and no name." She looked intensely at Stacey and said huskily in awe "I think it was the embodiment of you."

Stacey blinked rapidly at the emotions that were swirling around her, she had an idea she had to share with the beautiful woman before her "maybe my ghostly Renata was visiting me, letting me fall in love with her so I would someday be ready for you, and maybe, just maybe she was also visiting you in the form of me so you would be ready for me?" She waited anxiously to hear what her new found friend would say.

Renata smiled, that dear and familiar smile that Stacey loved so much and would never, ever tire of, the one she had missed so much. She leaned in for a kiss and whispered "I think you are right, I've been waiting a lifetime for you..."

That kiss was just the first of many. Stacey had fantasized and dreamt so much of this woman, that making love to her was not awkward, not unfamiliar. She knew the spots she needed to touch to make her writhe, to make her squirm, to make her moan. It was like a dancing partner she had had for years, they knew each move the other would make before they made it, anticipate it. Despite Stacey's virginity status, neither of them were unknowing of the other, they knew each other's body intimately. As they moved it to the bedroom, shedding each other's clothes, they couldn't help but stop to admire the body presented to the other. Renata, brunette, tall and curvy and sexy as hell, Stacey, blonde, short and petite and sexy as hell. They were incredibly matched and both appreciated the beauty of the moment as they came together naked on the bed.

Stacey kissed those lips she had dreamt over, day and night. They felt so warm, alive, and real. The tongue that snaked out into her own mouth she caressed, she licked, she adored in return. Renata sucked on hers, she caressed it, and she made Stacey feel alive in ways she had never dreamed of. Kisses along the jawline and to the ear followed as they licked, sucked, and caressed each other. Breast to breast, hip to hip they touched everything they could reach and rolled over to touch more.

The first touch of lips on her breast had Stacey gasping in pleasure. As she ardently followed suit on Renata's pert nipples on her huge breasts she was amazed at how much the blouse had hidden. Not in her wildest fantasies had she imagined what these two beauties would look like unbound from a brassiere.

The first touch on her hip by Renata's fingertips had her longing for more. She shifted slightly, hoping that Renata would understand her need, her desire for more. Renata must be a mind reader as her fingers gently but firmly made their way between Stacey's legs. That first touch on Stacey's clit by someone else other than her own hands was mind boggling and very welcome. Especially because this someone was the one she had been waiting for all her life. Even before she knew she wanted this woman she had been waiting for her. To have her actually in her arms, to know she was real, had her body reacting in overdrive. She had never felt this ready before. Even before Renata touched her clit, or cupped her hand on the warmth between her legs, Stacey knew she was inordinately wet. She felt like she was gushing. The sound Renata made as she discovered this flood was like music to Stacey's ears.

"Oh my God" she breathed as she sucked her way down Stacey's body. Her fingers plunged in to play.

Stacey's body rose to the occasion, welcoming those fingers, first one, then two, then amazingly a third.

Renata had hesitated to add that third finger, mindful of Stacey's virginity she didn't think she could take it with just her fingers. But the body is an amazing thing and Stacey's was begging for that fullness. Renata wanted only to please her. As her mouth sucked, licked, and nibbled its way down the smaller woman's petite body she wanted to give her the ultimate pleasure. As she made her way with her lips and tongue to Stacey's clit she was pleased that her body arched in supplication, begging for what Renata and only Renata could give her. Her tongue reached out for that first taste and Stacey released a huge pent up sigh. When Renata's lips captured her clit and as she felt that warmth enfold it she let out a little sob she hadn't known she could make.

Renata wasted no time in thrusting her fingers inside Stacey's gushing body. She reached up and gently petted a spot she knew was there and Stacey arched back in supplication and cried out, if possible she was gushing more. She greedily sucked and licked as much of the nectar as she could manage and still it poured out of Stacey's body. Her tongue and lips created magic on Stacey's painfully erect clit. She kept up the combination of the stimulation. She could tell by the writhing of Stacey's body that she was close.

Stacey had never been able to cum by herself in this manner. This was a whole new level that she couldn't have fathomed. Having the woman of her dreams in her arms, the foreplay, the actual touch, it was all overwhelming. She didn't last long as she peaked, bucking and screaming out in her ecstasy before going limp in her lover's arms.

Renata had never made anyone faint and she was at first alarmed, a little scared, and then as she saw Stacey coming to, a little proud of herself for making this happen on Stacey's first time with another person, with another woman, with her. At this moment, if it were up to Renata, Stacey would never ever experience it with anyone else.

"What happened?" Stacey asked confused as she woke up in Renata's arms. Renata was gently caressing her hair back, occasionally the side of her face soothingly.

"La petite morte" Renata smiled down as she was propped up on her elbow holding the smaller woman.

"What?" Stacey asked, she still felt a little fuzzy but at the same time, incredibly relaxed.

"The little death, you fainted from your orgasm" Renata told her, her eyes dancing in delight at the prospect.

Stacey felt overwhelmed. She had heard of that but certainly never experienced anything like it. What could she say? "Wow" about summed it up.

Renata grinned "do you feel okay?"

"Wonderful" Stacey answered with a grin and then asked "but what about you?"

"You don't think we're done do you?" Renata asked as she rolled on the petite blonde pressing breast to breast, belly to belly, mons to mons, and wrapped her legs around her smaller lover's, rubbing them enticingly as she rubbed her mons against Stacey's, clit to clit she moaned loudly.

~The End~ K'Anne