Chapter 10

In the morning they made love again and had breakfast. Sara had the same feeling of complete satisfaction she had experienced after the night with Steve and his friends. It must have shown because Charity remarked on it. "You look positively radiant this morning, Sara. Any problems about having spent the night eating pussy?'

Sara stretched luxuriously, her naked body breathtaking in the morning sunshine. "No, I feel wonderful. Anyway, I never get the guilts until I start to get horny again. And Ralph will be here later, and I'll have him to console me. Right now, I just feel great. Thanks.'

"Men want you to believe that they offer the only 'natural' or satisfying kind of sex, of course. You've read the books and the propaganda, ' Charity said. "In fact, sexual satisfaction is real, no matter how you find it. Some people can get it from masturbating. People like us, we just need more sex altogether, and it's harder to reach a level of complete satisfaction.'

Sara thought about that. "I'm rarely completely satisfied — like I am right now. I almost always could have at least one more orgasm. That time with three guys, I was completely satisfied after that. And, the next night I was screwing Ralph. The feeling lasts a while, the feeling of satisfaction, and when I get laid again, it sort of keeps the bottle full, you could say. But after a while I'm back to being horny all the time.'

"Does that bother you?' Charity asked.

"It worries me that I need so much. Nobody else I know does, men or women.'

"Except me, ' Charity interjected, and Sara nodded.

"Most of them, ' Sara went on, "think that sex is dirty or immoral, but I don't. I'm pretty sure that sex with someone you like does no harm and is certainly fun for him and for me... ' She looked at Charity and smiled, " ... for them, I should say. It may even be good for you. But I'm not sure it's normal to want to do it all the time.'

Sara rose to get more coffee for them, her brown body gleaming in the morning sunlight. Pouring for Charity, she felt the other woman's hand on her buttock, caressing her ass with affection. Sara pressed closer to Charity, the movement bringing her full breast against the woman's cheek. Charity tongued the nipple.

"Umm, ' Charity replied against the swell of Sara's breast. She pulled back, seeing the nipple glisten with her saliva and watching it harden in the morning air. "You haven't accepted yourself as normal. As you say, everyone else has less interest in sex than you. You're willing to believe that their level of activity is normal, but not that yours is. Your sex drive is normal for you.' Charity sipped the coffee.

"All right, but why me?' Sara replied, slipping back into the breakfast nook next to Charity. The two sat close to one another, thighs touching, sharing the pleasure of closeness and affection. Sara stretched her arms across the back of the bench, lifting her breasts on her chest. Charity leaned back into the angle of Sara shoulder, her own arm warm against Sara's side as she nibbled the last piece of toast and drank deeply from her cup.

"Sara, some people have red hair, ' Charity said. "You and I have hot pants. It's as simple as that.'

Charity put her cup on the table and twisted toward Sara. Her breast met Sara's and she pressed herself against it. Charity took Sara's cheek in her hand and kissed her lips, slipping her tongue into the other's mouth and tasting strawberry jam and coffee. Sara kissed her back, her arm encircling Charity's back and hugging her close. Her free hand brushed Charity's nipple, lingering there before reaching between the woman's thighs.

As their embrace tightened Sara dipped her fingers into Charity's slippery sex and whispered against her lover's ear, "Hot pants for sure, Let's go back to bed, I think I can stand one more orgasm.'

Later, in the shower, the two women spent much longer than necessary soaping each other's bodies and giggling. Finally Charity was dry and getting dressed. Sara sprawled across the bed. Charity paused with her blouse still undone. "I'm going to try your perfume, ' she said, lifting her skirt. She slipped her hand into the crotch of her panties and vigorously rubbed her sex. Then, she wiped her wet hand across her breasts, pinching the nipples into stiffness. "It sure feels good, ' she said.

For a moment the room was redolent with the scent, then, as Charity rearranged her skirt and buttoned her blouse, it dissipated. Sara rolled off the bed and came to where Charity was checking herself in the mirror. She sniffed audibly.

"That's how it works, all right. You smell good enough to eat.'

"Sorry, ' Charity chuckled, "not again. I've got a plane to catch. Please think about a couple of things, ' she continued. "First, it's right and good to enjoy honest sex. Second, you need as much as you need, that's the way it is for everyone. Third, sexual guilt is phony. The only thing to feel guilty about is if you hurt another or betray yourself.