In the following days, Mona began to think over the appalling things she had done. She began to realize more and more that it was totally wrong. She couldn't let herself be tempted to do it again.
For nearly two weeks she went without any sex at all. And during that time she tried to put both Steve and Erica out of her mind. She even tried to put her boyfriend Mel out of her mind too, even though he was obviously hurt by her coolness.
But Mel 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 off 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 be satisfied that I'm telling the truth."
Her roommate Amy was home too, bustling around in the kitchen. Mona didn't want to discuss it in her presence.
"I guess I'll have to," Mel snapped again. "I'm sure not getting satisfied any other way."
"Oh Mel. All you think about is balling. It won't hurt you to take a little rest from it."
"That sounds so easy for you to say. Are you sure you're not getting it somewhere else? If you're going to be so honest…"
"I'm telling you the truth! Are you calling me a liar?"
Amy came into the room, and that made them both twice as nervous and irritable. Amy was a lovely red-haired girl with a taut compact figure and long milk-white legs. She was less outgoing than Mona, and that made it possible for them to get along well. It worked especially well since it turned out that the men who were attracted to Amy usually preferred her type over Mona, and vice versa. But for some time now Mona had been aware that Mel found Amy attractive.
"You two are shouting pretty loud in here," Amy said. "Would you like me to leave or something, so you can kiss and make up?"
"Maybe you and I ought to leave together, Amy," Mel said. "Then Mona can crawl into the refrigerator with all the other ice cubes and finally be happy."
"I don't can," Mona snipped. She acted aloof, but was really sulking and smoldering with jealousy. "Go ahead, I don't care."
"Look, you two. This is idiotic," Amy said. She grabbed her purse and her coat. "I'm going out I have a few thing to do. Ill probably be gone about an how."
With Amy gone, Mona became resigned. If the poor guy wanted to fuck her, let him fuck her. Certainly Mel couldn't help it if Steve and Erica had got into her life and screwed up 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. It had been a while.
She suddenly found herself thinking of his cock. During the past two weeks she had been mostly thinking about her amazing lesbian adventure with Erica. It wasn't pleasant to think you might really be a lesbian at heart. Now, as she found herself thinking about Mel'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 kissed him.
He dug his fingers into her ass through her skirt. "I don't know what's going on with you, baby."
"Oh, do you have to?" Mona replied, quickly unzipping his fly and feel in the thick gristly stalk of his prick.
"I don't have to, but I'd like to," he panted.
"What else would you like to do?"
She dipped both hands under the elastic band of his briefs and dug deep, fondling his big soft balls, gently stroking the hot pulsing shaft of his cock.
"Never mind. Don't answer that."
She sank to her knees and groped at his belt buckle. In one skillful motion he pulled off her sweater. His eager hands gripped the catch of her bra. But before he could unfasten it, she had stripped his pants and briefs down to his ankles. Her fast hungry mouth was all over his twitching prick.
He gasped. "Right here?"
"Right hen."
She pulled him down on the living-room floor and took his fat blood-jumping prick all the way into her mouth until the swollen head nudged the back of her throat. Then she drew her lips slowly up the throbbing stalk, feeling his body wince with pleasure, hearing his delighted groans. She held the shaft firmly with her finger, and licked it and bathed it in warm spit.
"Ohhhhh, I've been mean to you, haven't I, baby? So mean, so mean. But I won't be mean now. Do you want me to drink your come?"
Mel groaned. He was too aroused to speak, his thick prick twitching and pulsing with urgent need.
He still had his shirt on, and his shoes, and his ankles were trapped in the crumpled heap of his pants. That was just what she wanted. She wanted to love-rape him. She wanted to cradle his prick in her hands and lick it and swallow it.
His wet prick pulsed with crazy hot urgent life in her hands. She stroked it from top to bottom with her tongue, then sucked his balls into her mouth, first one, then the other, swirling her lips over them.
"Oh, I'm going to find out if you've been a naughty boy," she murmured, slurping and swallowing the clear warm juice that leaked from the purplish head of his cock. "How close are you, baby? Have you been sticking this baby in someone else? Or have you been pulling him off, just waiting for me?"
"Oh, Jesus, Mona!" he groaned. "You're so goad, so good!"
His strong hands held her by the sides of the head now. He drove his raging cock into her throat, making her gag and splutter with delirious joy.
Mona loved it. In the giddy flood of her desire to suck off his big wet twitching prick, she forgot about everything else, about Steve, about Erica. She could feel the juices of her sizzling cunt wetting her panties. Her nipples were already erect inside the cups of her bra.
If only she could voice her thoughts: Oh Mel! Oh Mel, squirt it into me, feed me with it, feed me! Stick it into me everywhere! Keep it hard, please, please make it stay hard! After you come you have to fuck me. You have to rape me. You can do anything you want to me, baby! But right now I'm going to pull it all out of you. Oh yes, oh yes! Are you ready? Have you been saving up a big load just for me to drink? Oh, feed me with it, baby. Feed me!
"Aaowwnngg! Unngg!" Mel wailed. He crammed her mouth with so much jism-bursting cock that she thought he might split her mouth. She went crazy with happiness.
She drank the warm rivers of his come as they poured down her throat, and milked his cock for more with her frantic fingers, and squeezed his balls, and sucked the flaring head of his spurting cock-head. The hot jets pumped into her mouth again and again. He groaned and thrashed, fucking into her throat, wheezing as the last ounce of jism splashed on her waiting tongue.
"Was it worth waiting for?" she asked coyly, licking her lips.
"That was worth anything," he gasped.
"I don't know what came over me."
"I don't either, but I hope it comes over you again."
"I've been feeling so sexy, so horny lately. That's why I was so afraid of it. That's why…"
"You don't have to explain, Mona," Mel said, sitting up and reaching around her back to unfasten her bra.
"No," she said, still coy. She pulled away before he could unclasp it.
"Let's do it on the bed."
"I don't care where we do it, as long as we do it."
"I want you to fuck me in a special way."
She suddenly leaped to her feet and pranced off toward the bedroom.
While sucking Mel's prick, she had realized that it wasn't as long or fat as Steve's. But she hadn't cared. It had been so good in her mouth, that nothing had been more important than its driving, pulsing, and squirting power. Anyway, few men in the world could have a cock as huge as her brother's.
She wanted Mel to fuck her in the same way Steve had, with her ass perched on the edge of the bed and their feet on the floor. She wanted to get the same sensation of being absolutely split open and ripped to pieces by his hammering, driving prick.
In the bedroom, Mel was all over her from behind, getting her bra off. She was already mewling and shivering as he cupped her smooth excited breasts. Her cunt was warm with buttery fluids.
"Oh Mel, you can do anything to me!" she moaned, feeling his fingers tugging her aching nipples.
"I will, I will, baby!" he panted.
He unzipped her skirt and slid his hands under the gauze of her panties to squeeze her ass. She moaned and shuddered. It was going to be like it had been before, she knew it! She wanted to be fucked like that again.
He skimmed her panties off and placed her on her back on the bed. His hands and mouth went to her throbbing, swollen nipples, then down her long sleek belly, down farther, sliding into the wet pit of her crotch. He opened the slick outer lips of her flooding pussy. He kissed her cunt thirstily, stabbing his tongue into her burning slit until she was going mad with flaming need.
Mona was bursting and seething with uncontrollable desire. But she had to make him fuck her in the same way. She had to!
"Ohhh, oh God, Mel! Oh it's so good, yessss!"
She writhed and moaned. She loved every delicious sensation as he licked and sucked her wet pussy.
Suddenly Mel loomed up over her. He pressed her legs back so that her knees nearly touched her shoulders.
Mona could only shiver with excitement as she gazed up into his lust-torn face. Her body was bent almost in half, her heels flailing helplessly in the air above his head. The whole wet glistening flesh of her cunt was splayed open.
She had never been fucked this way. The tops of her thighs mashed into her nipples and crushed down on her breasts. Mel rose, over her and suddenly plunged the shaft of his prick so deep into her slippery channel that she squealed with surprise.
"Aaiieeeee!" she screamed. "Ohh! Unhh! Oh God yessss! Unh! Unh!"
Her bent body acted like a cunt spring as he rammed his cock fiercely in and out of her cunt. He fucked her so furiously that she thought the bed might break under them. It rocked and shook and creaked. She gasped for breath each time he rose, then felt the air forcibly squeezed out of her lungs as he pierced her again with his cock.
Mel locked his strong arms behind her neck, grunting and ramming her pussy full of his prick. He rose even higher up over her, jumping up and down on her buckled body, digging so deep into her cunt that she thought the head of his surging cock might rip right up into her lungs.
Never before had he fucked her with such grinding passion. He was raping her creaming pussy, reaming it, ripping into it, piercing and skewering her into a torment of bliss with his ravaging thrusts. He fucked into her and she squealed with joy.
Then he lifted his hips and jabbed his cock into her again. Again she squealed. She wanted it to go on forever! Panting and growling with crazy desire, Mel rose out of her and she clenched the muscles of her legs and wiggled her ass in a wild frenzy, pinching the head of his cock with her wet clasping pussy. Then she yielded and moaned as his hard driving body-slammed down into her again, pinning her knees against her shoulders, his fiery prick drilling her hot cunt.
Whooping and gasping for air, she began to come. The hot honey sped and flashed through her, raking her nerves, burning her throbbing flesh, turning her juicing plundered pussy into a sizzling trench of sharp shattering explosions.
"Unnowwnnnggg! Oogw Unnggh! Unnowwnnnggg!" she howled as the spasms tore through her flayed writhing flesh.
She was being drilled, not fucked. He was fucking her, fucking her, fucking her! His cock was a huge iron tool that riveted her squirming ass to the bed. She gasped for breath, and tore at his shoulders with her nails, gagging with each hot bunt of fuck-joy that raced through her helpless shuddering body.
Suddenly the fierce hot iron drill of his prick began to erupt too. "Ungggunnggghh! Agggh!" he grunted, splitting her cunt with savage jerking thrusts. The hot thick jets of his jism spewed into her squish pussy.
Gasping, sighing, trembling with fatigue, they finally came to rest Mona was still pinned and bent double under him, his twitching prick still sunk deep inside her tingling cunt. She held his head in her quivering hands.
"Mel!" she gasped, kissing him passionately. "Why didn't you ever do that to me before?" In the back of her mind she was thinking that if he'd only fucked her that way a long time ago she might never have gotten involved in fucking her own brother.
He withdrew his sagging cock from her dripping pussy and climbed off her. "Live and learn," he grinned.
She embraced him, stroking his shoulders where her fingernails had torn the skin. "I thought your prick was going all the way through me and out the other side," she said.
"Did I hurt you?"
"Not at all, not at all. I loved it! I have half a mind to hold out on you again, just so I can get you to rape me that way every time."
"Every time? Jesus, we'll kill each other."
She coiled around him, feeling kittenish, and nuzzled his neck with her warm lips. "Ummm, but what a lovely way to go."