Chapter 3

Fawn stayed the night. She and Danika didn't fall asleep until midnight. By that time they were so exhausted and sore from fucking that they could barely drag themselves into the bedroom.

They had done as Fawn had suggested, having another martini, then dinner. Then they had put on some music and danced naked for one another, but quickly fell to hot, feverish fucking again on the living room carpet. It didn't seem that either one could get enough of the other.

Each girl knew how to make the other come, either in quick, explosive bursts, or in long shimmering undulations that left them each gasping with bliss. Humming, panting, moaning, they slumped to the carpet in the center of the living room floor with the candlelight flickering golden shadows over their naked flesh.

"I'll just never get enough of your gorgeous body," Fawn murmured, sliding her lips down Danika's smooth flesh, devouring her sister-in-law's dark glimmering nipples.

Within seconds, they had squirmed into position for sixty- nine. Danika was flat on her back on the carpet with Fawn crouched over her, pushing her throbbing tits into the girl's smooth heaving belly. She dipped her tongue eagerly into the tangy splayed seam of Danika's runny cunt.

She could feel Danika's arms encircling her hips, clasping her ass, drawing her pussy down. Danika's hot slithery tongue slid up into her own aching pussy. Danika's hungry lips plucked at her swollen clit.

She writhed and dug her fingers into Danika's clenching asscheeks, burying her mouth in the girl's sopping wet slit. They squirmed hotly together, groaning and thrashing with need. Their hot shuddering bodies were welded together with coming, and the shattering spasms wracked them again and again.

After dinner they took a bath together, and while Fawn was lathering Danika's voluptuous tawny body she dropped one hand underwater and found the girl's tender pussy slit. Her other hand slid over Danika's slippery tits, and she finger-fucked her moaning sister-in-law until the sobs of Danika's orgasm were reverberating off the bathroom tiles.

Drying off Fawn's body after the bath, Danika stooped and pried apart Fawn's moist asscheeks and ran her tongue up and down the crack of Fawn's ass until Fawn was shivering and whimpering with unaccustomed delights. At the same time, Danika slid two fingers up into Fawn's cunt. She kept licking Fawn's asscrack, and reaching up with one hand to tweak Fawn's damp, excited nipples, while her fingers plunged quickly up and down in Fawn's boiling pussy.

Fawn's knees grew so weak that she had to grab a towel rack to keep from falling. But she spread her feet and thighs, and pressed her cheek against the tiled wall. She sucked her bottom lip as she gyrated her hips down into Danika's fast-flying hand. And she came standing up, gagging joyously on the sharp sensations that gripped her trembling body.

After that they returned to the bedroom and lay down on the bed, sharing a joint. This time when their lust returned it was languorous and slow. They calmly stroked and nibbled one another, and sucked and kissed one another's bodies. The joy came from bleeding slow excruciating orgasms out of each other.

At times they dozed, coiling together, letting their exhausted bodies rest. But soon they would find themselves kissing again lazily, then not so lazily. Soon Fawn would find herself whooping through still another killer climax. She would swarm over Danika's palpitating flesh until she too was whimpering again in the throes of another hot, throbbing orgasm.

By midnight there was nothing they could do but sleep, they were so tired. But in the morning when they awoke it was the same thing all over again. They each climaxed twice before even getting out of bed.

"My god," Fawn sighed against Danika's naked swollen tits, "we've got to stop this."

"I know, I know," Danika sighed back. "I never knew anything like this was possible."

In the kitchen Danika made her a cup of coffee, since Fawn had to go to work. But even after all the fucking they had done, they still didn't want to part.

"You could... call in sick," Danika said, licking her sensual lower lip.

Fawn shook her head. "We can't let it get control of us like this."

"No, I guess you're right," Danika said glumly. She went over to Fawn and took the coffee cup out of her hand, kissing Fawn's mouth thirstily. "But you have to promise me something."

She slipped one hand under Fawn's skirt, caressing her inner thighs. Her fingers came up and pressed against the gauzy fabric of Fawn's panties, already wet with pussy-juice.

"Ohhhhhhh!" Fawn moaned. "What do want me to promise?"

"We have to do it again," Danika breathed. "I don't think I could stand it if I never got to suck with you again."

"I know. I feel that way too," Fawn whispered. "But what about Eric?"

Fawn was gripped by a sudden shock of guilt. She had not only fucked her own brother, but her brother's wife too.

"Screw Eric," Danika said. "Just let me fuck you and suck you and I'll never think about him again."

Fawn was late for work. She disengaged herself gently from Danika.

"I have to go. Oh baby, I have to go. But soon, soon. I'll call you. We'll do it again, soon. I promise."

But in the coming days Fawn thought it over carefully. Only now that she was away from them both could she see how totally wrong it had been. All right, so it had been fantastic. She had never experienced anything as good as fucking with Eric, then with Danika.

God help me, she thought, just think what it would be like to be in bed with them both at the same time! I wouldn't be able to stand it. I'd go crazy. It would just be one killing orgasm after another. Oh god, I can't let myself think that way, I just can't!

Sure, it had been fantastic. But that was nothing compared to the fear she suddenly had of this insatiable hunger in her body. Never before had she felt such hot, continuous lust as she felt for those two. Never before had she had so many wild orgasms as she had gone through in their arms.

She knew that merely being in a room with either of them now would make her willpower totally evaporate. She would become a hot whimpering jelly of uncontrollable fuck-hunger. It was dangerous, and humiliating. It was like being in their power, and not having anything to say about it herself.

They could fuck her, rape her, do anything to her, and all she would want was more, more, more! She couldn't let that happen. So for nearly two weeks she went without any sex at all. And during that time she tried to put both Eric and Danika completely out of her mind.

She even tried to put her boyfriend Jeff out of her mind too, even though he was obviously hurt and bewildered by her coolness. To her, he was just an irrelevance since he could never be for her the lover that Eric and Danika had been.

But Jeff was persistent. He wouldn't give up easily. He demanded that she explain her rejection of him.

"It has nothing to do with you," she said to him one evening when he dropped her home from work.

"It doesn't?" he snapped. "Then I'd sure like to know what it has to do with."

"Never mind. It's just not you, that's all. You'll just have to trust me. I'm telling the truth."

Her roommate Staci was home too, bustling around the kitchen. Fawn didn't want to discuss it in her presence.

"I guess I'll have to," Jeff snapped again. "I'm sure not getting satisfied in any other way."

"Oh Jeff, all you think about is screwing," Fawn said. "It won't hurt you to take a little rest from it for a while."

"That sounds easy for you to say," he said. "Are you sure you're not getting it somewhere else? If you're going to be so honest..."

"I'm telling the truth! Are you calling me a liar?"

Staci came into the room, and that made them both twice as nervous and irritable. Fawn's roommate was very attractive, tall and red-headed, with pale translucent skin and a high perky ass that never failed to draw men's glances. Fawn knew Jeff would like to screw her. Any man would.

"You two are shouting pretty loud in here," Staci said, with a mischievous smile. "Would you like me to leave or something, so you can kiss and make up?"

"Maybe you and I ought to leave together, Staci," Jeff said. "Then Fawn can crawl into the refrigerator with all the other ice cubes and finally be happy."

"I don't care," Fawn sniffed, acting aloof, but sulking and smoldering with jealousy. "Go ahead, I don't care."

"Look, you two, this is idiotic," Staci said. She grabbed her purse and her coat from the armchair by the door. "I'm going out. I have a few things to do. I'll probably be gone about an hour."

"You don't have to leave, Staci," Fawn said nervously.

For a brief moment she felt as if she would rather have the fight that was going on than the sex that was probably inevitable if Staci left.

"Oh yes I do," Staci smiled. "Yes. Yes I do."

She shut the door behind her, leaving Jeff and Fawn alone.

With Staci gone, Fawn became resigned. If the poor guy wanted to fuck her, then she would let him fuck her. After all, she couldn't deny that she liked him. She'd been going with him a long time. They'd had good moments together.

Certainly Jeff couldn't help it if Eric and Danika had somehow got into her life and screwed up all her feelings, making her realize things about her body she had never known before. Besides, she had to admit to herself that she was a little horny, too. It had been a while.

Suddenly she found herself thinking of his cock. During the past two weeks she had been mostly thinking about Danika, and the hot lesbian fucking they had done. The fuck with Eric was always in the back of her mind too, but more worrisome to her was the wild intensity of her night with her sister-in-law.

She worried about what it might mean. It was not pleasant to think she might really be a lesbian at heart. Could that be true? She refused to think it. Now, as she found herself thinking about Jeff's cock for the first time in weeks, she realized that here was a way to test herself. She walked over to him, suddenly all pliant and warm, and offered him her mouth. She even slithered her tongue between his teeth almost before he could embrace her. He kissed her back, and dug his fingers into her springy ass through her skirt. He mumbled against her searching, moving lips.

"I don't know what's going on with you, baby."

"Ohhhhh, do you have to? Do you have to?" she murmured back, quickly reaching down and unzipping his fly.

She could feel the thick gristly stalk of his hot prick thumping against her fingers through the thin cotton of his shorts.

"I don't have to, but I'd like to," Jeff panted.

"What else would you like to do?"

Swiftly she dipped both hands under the elastic band of his shorts and dug deep. She twirled his big soft balls gently in her fingers, then stroked the hot pulsing shaft of his cock.

"Never mind, don't answer that," she murmured.

She sank to her knees and groped with his belt buckle. In one swift motion Jeff pulled her sweater over her head. His eager hands found the bare tanned skin of her back and shoulders, his fingers scrabbling for the catch of her bra. But before he could unfasten it she had pulled his pants and his shorts down around his ankles. Her fast hungry mouth was all over his red twitching prick.

"Right here?" Jeff gasped.

"Right here."

Fawn clasped his hips and pulled him down onto the living room floor. She took his fat prick all the way into her mouth until the swollen bulb on the end of it nudged the back of her throat. Then she drew her lips slowly up the throbbing ripply fuck-stalk until she got to the ridge below his flaring cockhead. She lip-pinched it, and stroked the sensitive skin with her tongue.