Chapter 5

After returning from her trip to the nursery school to drop off her daughter, Sarah waited tensely for Gene's arrival. Maybe he's changed his mind, she thought, her hopes rising as the minutes ticked by. It could be that he and Fern had decided to do something else today instead.

Her hopes were soon dashed, however, at the sight of Gene's red sports car pulling up to the curb. The nervous brunette stood by the window to watch Gene and Fern get out and start up the front walk together. Taking a deep tremulous breath, Sarah straightened her shoulders and went to the door to let the unwelcomed pair in.

"I take it Jill is in nursery school," Gene said, sauntering into the livingroom while Fern followed sedately.

Sara nodded, stealing a sidewise glance at the tall slender blonde behind him. What, she wondered once again, did Gene have in mind?

"Take off your coat, honey," Gene told his lovely companion, as he shed his leather jacket. "And make yourself right at home."

While Fern removed her coat, revealing a delicate willowy figure, Sara had to bit her tongue to keep from saying something caustic to her hateful brother-in-law. How dare he act as if this were his home instead of his brother's! Her tension etched in her face, the nervous young wife perched on the edge of a chair, waiting for them to make the first move, to offer some clue as to what was in store now that the moment she had dreaded had finally arrived.

Her green eyes darted to Fern again and the beautiful blonde smiled sympathetically, lowering her slender form onto the sofa with feline grace. "You seem uncomfortable about all this, Sarah," she said in her soft-spoken voice. "Please don't be," she urged, her liquid brown eyes reflecting concern. "Gene here has explained everything to me and believe me, dear, I understand perfectly."

Sarah gasped, her incredulous gaze shifting to her brother-in-law. Gene looked back at her with a smug expression on his thin face, obviously enjoying her discomfort. "He did?" she asked in a high-pitched voice. What right did Gene have telling anyone else about the photos? He shouldn't have said anything about them to anyone. Sarah had thought he understood that. Especially when she was going along with him, doing everything he wanted her to do in order to keep him silent!

Fern nodded, her face softening. "You mustn't be embarrassed by any of this, my dear," she assured. "After all, it's perfectly understandable that you should be sexually frustrated after living with an impotent man for such a long time."

Sarah's jade eyes widened as they slid back to Gene. "Mike... impotent?" she echoed, glaring at her brother-in-law. "You mean you told her that?" she demanded in a shocked tone.

"How else could I explain the fact that you're so hard up for sex?" Gene asked in an innocent voice, his eyes mocking. His challenging gaze seemed to be asking a silent question. Would you rather I tell her the ugly truth, dear sister-in-law? That I'm MAKING you do all this because of some dirty pictures you posed for?

"It's all right, Sarah," Fern said, misinterpreting the dark-haired girl's reaction. "I know exactly how you must feel. Just as I understand your natural curiosity about a homosexual experience. I felt the same way once. Before I converted to lesbianism."

Sarah felt as if she were on an elevator that had just plummeted from the penthouse to the lobby in record time. Her stomach lurched at the impact of the young woman's words. Fern was a lesbian! And Gene expected Sarah to have sex with her! The thought of having anything to do with another woman made the shocked brunette's cheeks flame and her stomach churn with nausea.

Noting her hostess' flaming face, Fern smiled reassuringly. "It's going to be all right, Sarah," she assured. "I'll make certain of that!" Sarah listened incredulously as the fine-featured blonde explained how Gene, knowing that Fern was a lesbian, told her all about his frustrated and curious sister-in-law, showing Fern the wedding photo he carried in his wallet. Impressed by Sarah's sultry beauty, Fern eagerly offered her services.

"You're about to cross the threshold leading to a new and beautiful experience, Sarah," Fern concluded. "After today, you may not be troubled by your husband's inability to have sex with you." She gave Sarah a warm admiring look, her brown eyes settling on the voluminous breasts rising so proudly under her sweater. "Like me, you may prefer women instead."

Sarah's hand flew to her mouth. "I... I don't know..."

"Don't worry," Fern interrupted, silencing her with her slender hands. "You don't have to make any decisions today. And I won't pressure you either. But if you do decide that you want to see me again, Sarah, Gene has my telephone number." She smiled warmly. "I work as a cocktail waitress from six until three but you can reach me during the day." Her voice deepened. "If you want to, that is."

Sarah lowered her eyes, her cheeks still burning. She felt her brother-in-law's eyes upon her and knew, even without looking up, that he was grinning. Gene had a right to gloat, for he could not have chosen a more effective way of degrading her. He must hate me even more than I hate him, she thought, fighting back tears. To make me submit to something as perverse and unnatural as this!

For a few frantic indecisive moments, Sarah wondered if she should make them leave, refuse to go along with Gene's bizarre scheme. No wonder Fern was playing a willing part in this sordid affair. The young woman was under the false impression that Sarah hungered for a lesbian experience. But Sarah was not at all certain that she could force herself to submit to the sexual advances of another woman. Should she refuse to cooperate and risk the possibility of letting Gene tell Mike about her sordid past? There was no doubt whatsoever in Sarah's mind that her brother-in-law would do just that. And as quickly as he could. The mental picture of her husband's shocked face, his hurt and disillusionment as he gazed at the lurid photographs that Sarah had posed for, however, told the distressed brunette that she had only one possible decision. Her shoulders slumped in defeat. "Well," she asked, turning to her smug- looking brother-in-law with an air of resignation. "Shall we get this over with?"

Gene's smile became a leer and his beady eyes narrowed with glee. This is gonna be good, he thought, licking his lips. Not only do I get me a free sex show, I get to pay Sarah back for always actin' so high and mighty with me. Cracking his knuckles, he eyed the two women, eager to see the pair in action. Sarah ain't gonna be so uppity with me after today, he thought with perverse satisfaction. His lustful gaze traveled over the blackmailed young wife's ripe curves while his eager prick stiffened in anticipation. After Fern was through with Sarah, Gene planned to have some fun with her as well.

I already fucked her mouth, Gene mused, remembering how pleasurable his sister-in-law's warm grasping lips had felt around his swollen hunk of meat, how thoroughly she had sucked him off until he shot his steaming load into her mouth. But I ain't fucked her pussy. Gene planned to take care of that oversight today. But first, he wanted to watch the beautiful blonde lesbian have her way with Sarah. He had never seen two women make love before and the thought of having a live performance made his balls tighten.

"Let's start out by gettin' to know each other better," Gene suggested, getting up to close the drapes. Turning, he grinned at the two women while he tugged at his sweater. "And I can't think of no better way to get friendly faster than in the shower!"

Sarah sat unmoving while her brother-in-law quickly shed his clothes while the lovely blonde began to removed her dress. It wasn't until Fern had stepped out of the garment, standing in front of them in just her sheer petticoat that Sarah's trembling hands began to fumble with her own clothing. Knowing that she could no longer postpone the inevitable, the reluctant brunette peeled off her sweater and skirt. By the time she was unhooking her bra, Gene and Fern were both completely nude. Sarah's eyes quickly darted from her lanky brother-in-law, his growing erection swaying and bobbing menacingly, to the naked young woman beside him. Sarah gasped at the undeniable beauty of Fern's long lithe form. Her slender body was exquisite and Sarah could not help but stare. Her figure was so different from her own. While Sarah was tall and voluptuous, Fern was statuesque and willowy, almost regal in her bearing. With her long golden hair billowing about her shoulders, the beautiful young woman reminded Sarah of some mythical goddess.

Gazing hypnotically, Sarah removed her bra, spilling forth her magnificent boobs in naked splendor, the melonous mounds of firm flesh rising proudly. The half-naked brunette saw the way Fern's liquid brown eyes flickered in warm appreciation as they lingered on her mammoth tits. Feeling her rosy nipples tighten into twin rosebuds, Sarah reached for the elastic waistband of her black lace panties, a strange inexplicable tingle coursing through her body. The back of her knees suddenly felt weak and the fuzz-covered mound between her legs fluttered softly. Once she had shed her panties, Sarah stood in total nudity. The open hunger in the blonde's face as she quickly appraised Sarah's delectable curves made the naked brunette's checks grow bright.

"Ah, that's better," Gene praised in a husky voice, his eyes devouring the two tempting nudes. Gene's big joint felt hot, growing rapidly at the twin treat before him. Sarah and Fern were such complete opposites that his hungry gaze slid from one naked female to the other, taking mental notes. Sarah's enormous tits were gorgeous, a good three times the size of Fern's, he quickly judged, licking his lips at the sight of the pale mountainous protrusions with the berrylike crests topping them. His beady eyes slid back to the fair-haired young woman. But Fern had an understated beauty that made his extending prick throb just as hungrily. Although the tall blonde's breasts were small, the pale spheres were perfectly shaped, their delicate nipples jutting perkily. Her waist was extremely small, accentuating the gentle curve of her hips. The bright tuft of her dark triangle made her fair skin appear almost alabaster by contrast. Her parted legs were long and well-shaped and her pert little ass protruded saucily as she stood watching the horrified housewife, two bright spots of excitement dotting her high cheekbones. Too bad Fern's queer, Gene thought with a twinge of regret, his fiery cock twitching in appreciation. She'd make a real tasty piece! "Now whaddya say we head for the bathroom!"

Leading the way, Gene sauntered down the hall, his crimson cock bobbing in front of him. Sarah and Fern followed, padding down the carpeted hallway in silence. When the naked trio entered the bathroom, Gene slid the shower doors open to reach for the bright nozzles. His pale buttocks jutting boldly at the two women, the lanky young man bent over the tub, the hairy slit of his asshole winking merrily. He tested the temperature of the water, then switched the lever so that a fine spray came from the shower head. "Okay, gals," Gene announced, grinning over his shoulder. "Ladies first."

When Sarah shot Fern a hesitant glance, the beautiful blonde flashed an encouraging smile, gesturing for Sarah to go ahead of her. Sarah turned to her brother-in-law and shot him a venomous look when she saw the salacious expression on his face. Taking a deep breath, she tensed and stepped into the glass enclosure. Fern quickly followed, standing behind her. Gene entered the stall last, closing the glass door behind him. Sarah gasped at the feel of the warm spray upon her naked body. Gene stood in front of the brunette so that she was nestled between him and the tall blonde. Reaching for the bar of soap in the dish beside them, Gene rubbed the bar between his hands to create a foamy lather. He gave the fragrant bar to his sister-in-law, ordering her to lather up. "Soon as you get some suds, pass it on to Fern, sweetie."

Sarah did as she was told, turning the slippery bar over in her hands until they were thick with foam. As she turned around to give the bar to the woman behind her, Sarah suddenly uttered a small cry of protest. For Gene's soapy hand had slid unexpectedly into the slit of her unsuspecting pussy. "Feel good, Sarah?" he taunted, his fingers digging into the sensitive folds of her inner cunt. "Spread your legs, sweetie, so I can get at you better."

Feeling trapped, Sarah split her thighs, gasping at the feel of her brother-in-law's probing fingers. They slid across the entire length of her parted slot, flicking across the nub of her clitoris before moving backward along the grooves and crevices of her open cunt, titillating and caressing. The lather on his hands made his fingers slide easily and Sarah felt her gaping tissues swell in response to his probings. A warm pleasant sensation swirled across her pelvis and her sensual lips parted. The combination of the tingling spray of water on her shoulders and breasts along with Gene's exploring fingers was turning her on. Ashamed of her reaction, the naked brunette tried to still the growing response of her body, the gentle throbbing that was starting between her outspread legs. I'm not enjoying this! she tried to tell herself. This whole sordid affair is disgusting and humiliating. But the steady palpitations of her stimulated cunt ignored her silent lecture, increasing in strength and tempo. Her thigh muscles tensed when Gene forcefully thrust his forefinger up her vaginal opening, swirling it deliciously before withdrawing it to tease the tight ring of her inviolate anus. He circled the puckered aperture several times, making Sarah suck in her breath. No one had ever caressed her asshole before and the new sensation made her tingle with delight. Even though she detested the man who was touching her tight sphincter muscle, Sarah could not control the quick response of her treacherous body. She felt a stab of disappointment when Gene drew his hand away. In moments, however, he was rubbing both his hands over the rounded curve of her buttocks, caressing and kneading the pale mounds of flesh with eager fingers.

"You've sure got a nice ass, honey," he whispered in her ear as the fine spray of warm water kept splashing across their shoulders. "But don't you think Fern looks kinda lonesome? Whaddya say you soap up those pretty little tits of hers."

Even though Gene had chosen his words carefully, for the benefit of the phony story he'd given the willowy blonde, Sarah knew all too well that her brother-in-law had just issued a command. And if she knew what was good for her, she better obey it. Sarah looked up to find herself gazing into the liquid brown eyes of the lovely blonde. The naked desire reflected there gave Sarah a strange feeling. She lowered her eyes to the twin hills of femininity rising so delicately from Fern's bosom and felt an inexplicable flutter between her legs. She had never touched a female breast before, even innocently. Now that she was about to caress another woman with the intent of bringing her physical pleasure, Sarah found herself becoming aroused. The way her nineteen-year-old brother-in-law's hands were massaging her bare ass added fuel to the fires of her passion. Her pussy throbbed with greater urgency and Sarah felt the warm nectar of her womanhood trickle from her vagina.

"Don't be shy," Fem said in a velvety voice, a small smile curving her lovely lips. "I want you to touch me, Sarah. Just like I want to touch you." Her dark eyes growing dreamy, the naked young woman reached down to cup her lathered hand over the curly mass of pubic hair between Sarah's outstretched legs. The brunette gasped as Fern's hand applied pressure, then moved in slow sensuous circles, lovingly shampooing the voluptuous young woman's fuzzy cunt. The fact that another female was touching her in such an intimate spot brought color to Sarah's cheeks. Suddenly she longed to touch the beautiful blonde's exquisite breasts, to feel the soft mounds of forbidden flesh under her fingers.

Moaning, Sarah's hands reached out to cup the twin globes. The firm smooth flesh felt pleasant and Sarah found her hands moving in slow wet circles. Almost as if they possessed a will of their own, her fingers kneaded the ivory tits, creating a foamy lather that the shower spray quickly washed away. Fern's delicate nipples tightened under Sarah's ministrations and the excited brunette let her fingers slide across the pink rosettes. The stiff nubs felt nice under her fingers, a totally new sensation, and Sarah was pleased at the way they rose in quick response. Eager to bring Fern greater pleasure, she opened her hands to aim her palms at each distended nipple. Moving her hands in quick circles, she rubbed her palms across each fiery nub. She heard Fern gasp, then felt the blonde's fingers move downward to slip into the gaping folds of her inner pussy. Sarah's legs trembled and she split them even further to accommodate the beauty's searching fingers. While Fern fingered her throbbing cunt, Gene reached from behind to enclose Sarah's mammoth tits in his hands, kneading them vigorously, making her breath come in hot little gasps. Sarah abandoned the palming of Fern's distended nipples in order to grasp her pert little breasts the way Gene was grasping hers, good and hard. Whimpering, Sarah squeezed the twin hills of flesh enthusiastically, her excitement mounting. She heard her brother-in-law chuckle in her ear but suddenly it did not matter that he was laughing at her. Nothing mattered now except the wonderful way that Fern was exploring her throbbing pussy while Gene played with her tits. The combined carnal treat, along with the thrilling new experience of fondling another woman's breasts, was almost more than the excited brunette could bear. Her heart pounded and her breathing grew ragged. She forgot her solemn oath to refrain from displaying any signs of physical enjoyment in front of her vile brother-in-law. She forgot everything but the frantic beat of her steaming cunt. Gene's fingers moved to her nipples, twisting and pinching the fiery nubs while Fern's fingers toyed with her oily slit. Finding the stiff nub of her clitoris, the beautiful blonde squeezed it between her fingers. Sarah's hips began to move in heated circles while catlike mewlings came from her throat. Encouraged, the lovely blonde flicked her forefinger back and forth across the fiery nub until Sarah arched her back and cried out in orgasm, her hands still kneading Fern's breasts just as Gene was squeezing her big tits. "Aghhhhhhh!" she cried, her pelvis bucking.

"Did you cum good, honey?" Fern asked when at last the brunette's hips grew still and her heavy breathing subsided.

"Sure she did," Gene answered, dropping his hands from his sister-in- law's delectable boobs. "Christ, couldn't you tell? She was jerkin' so hard I could hardly hold onto her goddamn tits!"

Fern looked pleased. "See, Sarah?" she said, smiling at the brunette. "Didn't I tell you it would be all right? Just wait till I get you into bed, honey," she added, her dark eyes thick-lidded and bright with lust. "I'm going to make you feel even better!"

"Then what are we waitin' for?" Gene asked, turning the knobs to shut off the water. He could scarcely wait for the show to begin. He opened the glass door and stepped onto the soft oval rug. "C'mon, ladies," he said, reaching for a towel. "Let's get nice and dry, then head for the bedroom. Here," he said, handing Sarah a towel as she emerged from the stall. "You dry me first, then you and Fern can have a go at each other."

Fern waited behind the sliding glass door while the naked brunette rubbed the towel across her brother-in-law's slender body. A hot stab of jealousy ripped through her, making the willowy blonde even more determined to give Sarah a rich and satisfying sexual experience. Sarah is much to good for a boor like Gene, Fern thought, her dark eyes focusing on the brunette's tempting ass. I wonder what she sees in him anyway. Sexually stimulated by the sight of Sarah's pale moons, the beautiful lesbian made up her mind to show the uninitiated young woman how satisfying a lesbian relationship could be. Men are such clods, she thought, noting the goosebumps on Sarah's naked flesh. All they think about is their own pleasure!

When Sarah reached Gene's distended cock, the young man leered down at her. "Make sure you dry my prick real good, sweetie," he said. "It's the most important part of my anatomy," he added with a chuckle.

Sarah dropped to her knees, rubbing the turkish towel briskly across his crimson pole of masculinity, making it grow even more. She derived no pleasure, however, from her submissive act. Instead, she felt only contempt for the man who was forcing her to cater to his every whim.

"Now do my balls!" he ordered, spreading his legs. He grinned as his sister-in-law drew the towel back and forth across his swollen testicles. "Kiss me!" he commanded, aiming his vast spear at her mouth. The obvious discomfort on Sarah's face increased his pleasure.

Feeling debased, the naked brunette lifted her face to plant a series of soft kisses upon his purple lust-bloated rod. To kneel before her contemptible brother-in-law was humiliating in itself. But to do so in front of an audience was even worse. Painfully aware of Fern's presence, Sarah felt her cheeks flush with shame. She must think I LIKE doing this, Sarah realized. That Gene is my lover. The beautiful blonde had no inkling that Sarah actually despised her brother-in-law, that the unprincipled young man was forcing Sarah to make love to him.

"My balls too," he said, gazing down at his nakedly squatting young woman with a triumphant grin. He enjoyed having her completely at his mercy like this, waiting on him like an unpaid servant while Fern watched hungrily. Not only did it feed his ego, but it also excited him to know that the naked blonde lusted for Sarah, that she was undoubtedly envious of the way the curvaceous brunette was slavering kisses upon his genitals. Fern probably wishes Sarah was kissin' her pussy instead of my prick and balls, he thought with a smirk. But the impatient lesbian's turn, he knew, would soon come. From a spectator's point of view, Gene was almost as anxious as Fern was for that moment to arrive.

Shuddering, Sarah lowered her reluctant lips to the prickly sacs dangling under Gene's distended joint, forcing herself to press them against his warm testes. The scent of his masculinity touched her nostrils as she obeyed his command. "Now dry my legs, honey," he told her. "And make it snappy, 'cause Fern is gettin' all hot and bothered watchin' us." After Sarah dutifully blotted her brother-in-law's spindly legs, the lanky young man stepped back, gesturing for Fern to come forward. "She's all yours, honey," he said with a salacious grin.

As the statuesque blonde stepped from the shower, Gene handed both her and Sarah fresh towels. "Go to it, dolls," he invited, his beady eyes bright with lust.

Sarah turned to face the beautiful young woman, her enormous boobs tightening into melonous mounds of firm flesh. Gene felt his hot penis lurch while he watched the two naked women rub their towels across each other's naked bodies. This, he knew, was only the preliminaries. The real fun hadn't even started. The slender young man was curious about the manner in which the two females would make love. Is Fern gonna eat her cunt? he wondered, reaching down to grasp his distended rod. And suck her tits? Or is she going to shove her finger up her cunt? Whatever Fern planned to do, Gene felt certain that Sarah would wind up enjoying herself. Just as she had enjoyed herself minutes before in the shower. No matter what my brother thinks of her, Sarah's really just a two-bit whore, he thought. And once I have my fun with her, I'll make sure he finds that out.

Once the two women had blotted their bodies dry, Gene hurried the naked pair into the master bedroom. His vast hunk of meat twitching in hot anticipation for the show which was about to begin, he quickly lowered the bedspread, motioning for the two females to hop on the mattress. "Seein' I brought you two together," he said with a lecherous smile, "I'm sure you won't mind if I watch." He laughed, pulling the boudoir chair up to the side of the bed for a front-row view. "Who knows, I might even learn somethin'!"

Feeling apprehensive and self-conscious, Sarah lowered herself onto the bed, wondering what was in store for her. Assuring her she'd be right back, the willowy blonde hurried into the livingroom to return with a large shoulder bag which she placed on the floor beside the bed. "Roll over on your tummy, Sarah," Fern said in a soft voice, joining the curvaceous brunette in bed. "While I try to massage some of the tension from your body."

Sarah turned over on her stomach, the ripe curve of her pale buttocks rising saucily. The naked blonde squatted on top of her with her parted pussy touching the small of Sarah's back. The feel of Fern's fuzzy vulva lips and blossoming inner cunt against her bare skin was such a new sensation that Sarah felt a warm tingle course through her. Then the lovely blonde began to stroke her naked flesh, caressing and kneading the tight muscles of Sarah's back. As Fern's gentle fingers moved downward, Sarah felt her rigid muscles relax. She had never been massaged before and found it to be a pleasant experience despite the bizarre circumstances. "Now turn over on your back," Fem instructed, her lips brushing the brunette's ear before she dismounted.

Sarah did as she was ordered, her voluminous breasts rising majestically. She saw the hungry way that the beautiful lesbian eyed her mammoth tits and the obvious lust in her dark eyes made Sarah's rosy nipples spring to life, blooming like twin rosebuds. Fern's warm gaze traveled from the vast mounds of femininity down the soft rise of Sarah's smooth abdomen to the dark triangle of down nestled between her legs. Her lips parted, the naked blonde let her fingertips trace a gentle trail along the path her eyes were taking. Her touch was light and feathery like that of soft butterflies. Sarah felt a slow warmth creep across her pelvis as Fern's caressing fingers lowered to her smooth thighs. Goosebumps rose on her naked flesh at the other woman's touch. "Spread your legs, honey," Fern asked, her voice breathless.

Sarah turned her dark head to look at her brother-in-law who sat beside the bed, breathing hard while he fingered the gaping tip of his swollen penis. His lust-bloated organ was magenta, deeply veined, and hotly quivering. The shiny knoblike head glistened from the warm precoital juices that dribbled forth. She caught Gene's eye and his warning look told her that she better do as Fern requested. Feeling helpless, she split her legs apart to reveal the coralline tissues of her inner cunt. Exposing herself like this for another woman caused her cheeks to flame. At the same time, an undeniable thrill shot through her, making her gaping pussy flutter deliciously. What she was doing was perverse and scandalous but it was also forbidden and strangely exciting. The fact that her brother-in-law was watching her obscene performance made it even more stimulating. Now that the moment she had dreaded had finally arrived, to open the most intimate part of her anatomy to another woman, Sarah could not deny the humiliating fact that she was sexually aroused. She never thought it could happen, but it was happening right now. She was being turned on by a member of her own sex! She gasped at the feel of Fern's hands stroking her soft inner thighs. Ripples of forbidden delight coursed through her when the lovely blonde lowered her hands to the fuzzy V between her outstretched legs to separate the hair-lined lips of her vulva. Sarah's bright inner pussy blossomed like delicate pink petals, the nub of her clitoris fluttering involuntarily as the telltale oils of her arousal trickled from her vaginal opening.

"Mmmmmmmmm, what a juicy pussy you have, honey," Fern murmured in a husky voice, gazing dreamily at the lewdly parted tissues. She saw a milky droplet of feminine syrup trickle from the brunette's secret slot and she licked her lips, hungry for the taste of the sweet nectar upon her hungry tongue. Her eyes heavy lidded and glassy, the excited blonde lowered her head between Sarah's wide open legs. She heard Sarah's soft moan as her tongue darted out to flick across her sensitive cuntal tissues. The smooth feel of the slick membranes upon her lingual member made the willowy young woman moan with joy. The scent of Sarah's arousal graced her nostrils, stimulating her even more. She smelled so sweet and clean and deliciously feminine. The knowledge that the voluptuous brunette was uninitiated to the joys of lesbianism made Fern's own throbbing cunt drip with excitement. It was always such a thrill to make love to a woman who was virginal. To the devout lesbian, Sarah was every bit as much as a virgin as though she still had her cherry. Heterosexual experience did not count as far as she was concerned. After all, Fern had let men fuck her in the past too. But it wasn't until she had first submitted to the embraces of another woman, that Fern felt her real sex life actually begin.