Chapter 11: Desire

The four sisters jumped into Linda's Jeep, with Zoë giving a hand to Jeannie. Her weakness was still apparent. The beach would do her good, Linda figured. Jeannie continued to feel pain in her shoulder and upper chest from time to time but she was looking better. Dad's surgeon had done a good job. Only a small disfigurement on Jeannie's left shoulder betrayed the fact that she had been hit by shotgun pellets. Why that lunatic had run after them and shot Jeannie never became clear. The police and the outside world had Dad's version, though - they had been kidnapped. There was hardly any investigation of how the redneck died. Linda didn't know what strings Dad had pulled, but the case was closed... And no questions asked.

During the 40-mile trip to the beach house, there was not much talk. Linda was enjoying the wind in her hair. The sun was shining and the temperature had risen to seventy-nine degrees. Balmy weather had always made her feel sexy... and they would have the house to themselves. No more spying, none of Mom's controlling.

Mom had become so damned paranoid... and suspicious. Linda recalled the quarrel between Mom and herself over the bedroom keys. Mom wanted to prevent them from locking the doors. Fortunately Dad had settled the matter. Drawing his wife aside he had whispered a few words into her ear.

"But Fred..." Mom protested.

There were more whispered words until Mom's face became paler than usual. Obviously against her will, Mom held out the keys. Without hesitating, Linda seized them back. She defied her mother with a triumphant smile. Mom just left the hall, banging shut the door of her own room.

"Be wise, Linda," Dad warned her. "I trust you. And please, stop that nonsense... You don't need that."

Linda looked at Nikki. There was a light wind down on the beach, the same secluded beach where Nikki had kissed her UCLA jock. Her heart began to melt again. Nikki was so beautiful with her blond hair flowing free. The sea breeze was caressing their bodies, the late afternoon sun warming their tanned skin. Linda's eyes soaked in the image of Nikki's breasts now covered by her bikini top, then of her flat tummy, then of her legs... Her gaze concentrated on her sister's bikini bottom, her crotch... Linda wondered if her sister was as wet as she was. She wanted to kiss her so much. Desire was making her mouth dry, and her heart was now beating faster. Nikki was watching the twins. Jeannie had settled down on the sand, tired. Zoë sat beside her. The twins were thirty feet away. Linda could talk to Nikki without being overheard.

Linda kept staring at Nikki, savoring her voluptuous curves, her soft body. She still craved for a kiss, but her sister was oblivious to her. Nikki was watching the sunset. The sky fireball now touched the horizon, sending forth rays that dyed the quiet sea with shades of crimson that came and went with its gentle undulation.

"Hey, Baywatch Babe," Linda called. She couldn't wait any longer.

Nikki looked at her, grinning. "Hey, that's not fair. You're the Baywatch Babe... I made it up for you."

"So? We could be both Baywatch Babes..."

Nikki stared at her sister, her pulse accelerating, her breathing becoming heavier. She could see Linda's desire gleaming in her magnetic green eyes. God, she could never stop loving this heavenly creature, this witch, this sister of hers. Nikki licked her dry lips and looked around. This late afternoon the beach was not deserted. It was the weekend... A few couples lay on the sand dunes - the perfect make-out place, it seemed. 'They're kinda far away, ' she thought. Could she kiss Linda without causing an uproar on the beach?

"Linda..." she said, facing her sister.

"Yes?"

"I want us to make love."

"Me too."

"But..."

"I know, baby... I know. But I don't care if you don't."

And as soon as Linda said it, Nikki crawled nearer and kissed her sister. Nikki began to melt.

"Oh baby, baby," Linda whispered, embracing Nikki, making her sister lie on top of her. Their sexes touched each other, creating an exquisite pressure... warmth radiating from one sex to the other, generating an explosive combination of desire... DESIRE... crazy, blinding desire... They forgot where they were and the danger of being caught. They kissed and kissed, burning mouths biting each other's lips, licking tongues yearning for a wet, willing partner. "Ooohhh, NIKKI... Nikki, my love..."

Nikki unfastened Linda's bikini top and kissed her sister once again, making Linda sigh deeply. She kissed her neck, her hands rummaging around Linda's breasts, feeling how soft they were, how hard were her sister's nipples.

"Oh, Gaawwwdddd..." Nikki whimpered when Big Sis felt her breasts. "Oh... I don't believe this..." But Big Sis made her believe it... Big Sis was killing her with soft caresses, stroking her up and down her body, reaching further and further down her tummy. "You drive me crazy, Sis... You... drive me... crazy..."

"That's the intention," Linda cracked, in spite of her arousal. "That's the whole point, baby."

Nikki stopped, gazing deeply into those green eyes, that sea of green in which she loved to submerge herself. "I love you when you call me "baby"."

"I love to call you "baby", my little, crazy, passionate baby... My Baywatch baby..."

Nikki chortled. Baywatch baby... This was getting mushier by the minute. Action was needed or desire might fade. She reached under Linda's bikini bottom, to find out how wet Big Sis was.

"You're dripping, my dear..."

"Yes, so are you," Linda replied, grabbing Nikki's rear, kneading it up and down, increasing the pressure of her sister's sex on her own. Nikki's hand in between produced an incredible wave of pleasure in Linda's body. Their bodies kept on rubbing and rubbing their crotches together. They shook together because they hungered for the same... Sweet release, hands on breasts, fingers on nipples, caressing and caressing... "Oh Nikki, Nikki... I love you."

Sweet release came, simultaneously... Their eyes closed, their hearts, sexes throbbed together, their mouths exhaling at the same time, becoming one in a deep, deep kiss... Minutes went by, and the kiss didn't end, until once again they came simultaneously.

"Jeannie, wake up." Jeannie opened her eyes and saw Linda gazing down at her. "How do you feel?"

Jeannie smiled at Linda, realizing she was in her own bedroom. She yawned and said, "Better... My shoulder still hurts but last night wasn't so bad... What's the time?"

"Noon."

"Noon? So late?"

"Yes. I let you sleep the whole morning. You needed that... Last night you were really tired... Beach can wear you down if you're not used to it."

"Where's Zoë? And Nikki?"

"They went surfing... They were just moping around the house, so I had to more or less kick them out."

"Surfing?... They went surfing alone?"

"No... Pete's here as well, for the weekend... He's just called and asked them to join him." Linda smiled, discerning a tinge of jealousy in her sister's eyes. "Hey, baby... Don't you worry. Pete's a nice guy, most of the times. Especially if he's not around Mr. Cool... And you've got to trust Zoë as I trust Nikki. All right?"