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.
Jeff's whole body strained with pleasure. He groaned, holding her head in both hands. Fawn took his pulsing cock out of her mouth and licked it, bathing it in warm spit.
"Ohhhhh, I've been mean to you, haven't I, baby," she cooed. "So mean, so mean. But I won't be mean now. Do you want me to drink your cum?"
"Unnngghh," Jeff grunted softly, too aroused to speak.
He still had on his shirt, and his shoes. His ankles were trapped in the crumpled cloth of his pants, so that only his tense legs and hips and his big blood-thundering cock were exposed to her. And that was just what Fawn wanted.
She wanted to mouth-rape him. She wanted his prick. She wanted to cradle it in her hands and lick it and swallow it. His fingers clasped at her bare neck and shoulders, tugging frantically at the straps of her bra. But she squirmed away and devoured his stiff hot fuck-rod so eagerly that he could do nothing but fall back and moan and thrust up into her busy mouth.
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 juice that leaked from the purplish head of his cock. "How close are you, baby? Close?" She dove on his jumping fuck-shaft. "Have you been sticking it in someone else?"
"Oh Jesus, Fawn," Jeff moaned. "You're so good!"
His firm strong hands held her by the sides of the head now, holding her mouth steady. He drove his raging cock up into her throat, making Fawn gag and sputter with eager lust.
She loved doing it to him. Her own body flushed with coursing waves of heat. She could feel the juices of her sizzling cunt wetting her panties, feel her thighs shaking and clenching involuntarily. Her nipples were erect inside the cups of her bra. She sighed and whimpered, pushing her naked midriff against his jerking, hairy knees.
Oh Jeff! Squirt it into me, feed me with it! 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 suck it out of you! Oh yes, oh yes! Are you ready? Have you been saving a big load just for me? Let me have it, then! Now, baby, now!
She laced her fingers around the pumping red stalk of his prick, sucking him wildly. His cock grew even stiffer, hard as granite. She felt it extend and point, felt his whole body grow painfully taut. She felt the rough strength of his hands shoving her head down. His prick rammed viciously into her throat, and Fawn gobbled it insanely, sucking it with rabid intensity.
"Aaowwnngg! Unngg." Jeff cried out as the cum exploded into Fawn's mouth.
She drank the warm viscous river of his cum as it poured down her throat, and milked his cock for more with her frantic fingers. She squeezed his balls and sucked again and again the spurting head of his jerking prick. Jeff groaned and thrashed around on his back, up-fucking into her throat, wincing and trembling as the last ounce of his jism hurtled up to sluice her waiting tongue.
When he was finished, and his cock began to go limp in her mouth, she slithered up his body to kiss his cheek. "Was it worth waiting for?" she asked coyly.
"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 reluctant, I guess…"
"You don't have to explain, Fawn," Jeff said, sitting up and reaching around her back to unfasten her bra.
"No," she said, still coy, pulling away before he could unclasp it.
"What do you mean, no?"
"Let's do it on the bed."
He grinned. "I don't care where we do it, as long as we do it."
She jumped up and did a seductive pirouette in front of him, showing him her long, bronzed, shapely legs. She smiled, grinding her hips suggestively.
"I want you to fuck me in a special way."
She pranced off toward the bedroom. Jeff scrambled to his feet, disengaging them from his crumpled trousers. His limp ropy prick began to thicken and swell again between his thighs. He stripped off his shirt and followed her.
"What do you mean, in a special way?"
"You'll see," Fawn said.
She shut the bedroom door and submissively turned her back to him, finally presenting the clasp of her bra. An idea had occurred to her. She knew that Jeff's prick wasn't as big as Eric's. Not many were that gigantic. So maybe the glorious fucking that Eric had given her hadn't been caused by the hot shame and delicious guilt they both had felt?
She wanted Jeff to fuck her in the same way Eric had, with her ass perched on the edge of the bed and their feet on the floor. Then she could get the same sensation of being absolutely split open and ripped to pieces by his hammering, driving prick. She was already pulsing with lust from drinking Jeff's cum, hot with fuck-need. If only he would fuck her with as much authority as Eric had done, half her problems would be solved.
She was hot and trembling with anticipation and she mewled and shivered as Jeff removed her bra. He cupped her smooth, excited tits with his hands from behind. He kissed the nape of her neck and the skin along her shoulders. Goosebumps broke out all over Fawn.
Her cunt was wet with warm, buttery fluids. "Jeff, honey, you can do anything to me," she moaned, feeling his hungry lips on her neck, his fingers tugging her aching nipples.
"I will, I will," he panted.
Soft and pliant, she let him turn her around. He unzipped her skirt and slid his hands under the gauze of her panties, squeezing her ass. Fawn moaned, shuddering softly. It was going to be like it had been before, she knew it! She wanted to be fucked like that again.
Her eager hands raced to his cock, grasping and squeezing it. But he was in control now, not her, and 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.
With his fingers, he drew open the slick outer lips of her flowing pussy. He kissed it hotly, then stabbed his tongue into her burning cunt until she was nearly climbing the walls with need.
Fawn was writhing and seething with uncontrollable lust. But she had to make him fuck her in the same way, Eric's way. She had to!
"Ohhhhhh, God, oh yes, Jeff!" she panted. "Unhhhh! God, it's good, yessss!"
She writhed and moaned, rubbing her hot quivering body all over with her hands, loving every delicious sensation he tongued to life in her wet pussy. Rolling and tossing wildly on the bed, she clasped his head between her silky thighs. Her own frantic hands squeezed her aching tits and nipples.
She was already coming in light fast skimming tremors as he tongued and sucked her clit. Delirious with pleasure, she lost all thought of having him fuck her the way Eric had. Her body ran with fire. When Jeff finally loomed up over her she stared deep into his eyes.
He hooked one of her legs in each of his arms and pressed them back so that her knees nearly touched her shoulders. Fawn shivered with excitement. Her body was bent almost in half. Her heels flailed helplessly in the air above his head. The whole wet glistening red seam of cunt-flesh in her crotch was splayed and puckering.
She had never been fucked this way. Arrows of fear zipped through her as she felt her body cramped, bent double, so that she could barely breathe. The tops of her thighs mashed into her own spiky nipples and crushed down on her tits as Jeff rose over her. He plunged the shaft of his prick so deep into her slippery channel that she squealed with hot shocks of surprise.
"Aaieeeeee!" she screamed. "Ohhhh! Unhhh! Oh God, yessss! Unh! Unh!"
Her bent body acted like a living spring as he rammed his cock fiercely in and out of her. Jeff fucked her so furiously that Fawn thought the bed might break under them. It rocked and shook and creaked. She gasped for breath each time he rose off her, then felt the air squeezed out of her lungs again with the down-thrusting hard spike of his cock.
Jeff locked his strong arms behind her neck, grunting and ramming her full of his prick. He rose even higher up over her, lifting his knees off the mattress and digging his feet into it. Then he bounced up and down on the resilient spring her body made, drilling his cock deep into her burbling pussy.
He had never fucked Fawn with such grinding, merciless fury. He ripped her creaming pussy, reaming and piercing her into a torment of wild pleasure with his savage thrusts. He dug it into her and she squealed with bliss.
Then he lifted his hips and jabbed it into her again. Again she squealed. She found that she could flex her thighs and hips in rhythm with his sharp, hammering plunges. Jeff rose up out of her, and Fawn clenched her legs muscles and wiggled her ass in a wild frenzy, pinching the head of his cock with her wet clasping cunt.
Then she yielded and moaned as his hard, driving body slammed down onto her again. It pinned her knees back against her shoulders, mashing her aching tits, squashing the air from her lungs. His fiery prick pierced to the bottom of her exploding fuck slit.
Fawn began to come in gigantic rolling bursts. The wrenching explosions tore through her thrashing body.
"Unnowwnnnggg! Oongghh!" she howled, clawing his back as he continued to dig in her spasming fuckhole with his stabbing prick. "Unngghh! Unnoowwnnggg! Ahhhiieee!"
Suddenly the fierce iron drill of his prick began to erupt too. "Unggungghhh! Aggggh!" Jeff grunted, almost splitting her cunt with new, savage, jerking thrusts.
The hot thick jets of his jism spewed into her spasming pit, bathing it with hot sharp squirts of cum. Gasping and trembling with fatigue, they finally came to rest. Fawn was still pinned and bent double under him. Jeff's still-twitching prick was still sunk deep inside her tingling cunt.
She held his head in her quivering hands, kissing him feverishly as the intense ecstasies subsided.
"Jeff, why didn't you ever do that to me before?" she gasped.
In the back of her mind she was thinking that if only he'd fucked her that way long ago she might never have got involved in fucking with her own brother. Jeff withdrew his sagging cock from her dripping pussy and climbed off her.
"Live and learn," he grinned. "I never knew you'd like it."
Fawn drew him down on the bed beside her and held him, stroking the shredded flesh of his shoulders where her fingernails had torn the skin.
"I thought your prick was going to go all the way through me and come out the other side," she said.
"Did I hurt you?"
"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?" Jeff laughed. "Jesus, we'll kill each other."
She coiled her body around his, feeling kittenish, nuzzling his neck with her warm lips. "Ummmmm, but what a lovely way to go."