way to go.'
Chapter 4
The blistering intensity of her experience with Jeff encouraged Fawn.
Somehow, she felt, it took most of the pressure of her guilt off her.
After being fucked by her brother Eric, she had wondered if another man would ever be able to satisfy her again. That confusion had made it easier for her to go to bed with Danika, to indulge herself in her first lesbian experience, and the endless, seemingly inexhaustible beauty of their fucking had scared her even more than screwing Eric had. But now, with Jeff, she had learned that her body was capable of excruciating physical pleasures that had nothing to do with the added ingredient of the exciting shame she felt at going to bed with people she was not supposed to even think about in a sexual way.
The only thing that still disturbed her a little was that she seemed to have climbed up to another level of sexual pleasure. She had always enjoyed sex. But after she let her brother fuck her, everything changed. Never before that had she undergone such wild, wanton, crackling paroxysms of delight. She hated even to think of the word 'nymphomaniac' in relation to herself, but sometimes it was almost impossible to avoid doing so.
She found herself craving sex all the time. She wanted to be fucked all the time. It was a hot, throbbing aching need in her, a constant boiling and seething of her blood, a continuous wetness and itchiness in her cunt. She knew others must be able to see this hot hunger in her eyes. She was afraid to look at them for fear they would think her a nympho, as she was beginning to fear she was. How can I be that? she asked herself. I never was one before. You can't just turn into one overnight, can you?
In bed with Jeff she began to act like a demon of lust, swarming over him and biting and scratching him, shrieking with joy as orgasms shattered her. And even though Jeff tried to act like he loved it, and actually did love it most of the time, still she knew it scared him, this writhing, half-demented intensity that had suddenly engulfed her every time she fucked.
As a way of controlling herself, proving to herself that she wasn't really a nympho after all, she tried self- discipline. She made excuses to Jeff, who was only too glad to get a little rest, and vowed that she would only fuck with him twice during the coming week. During the intervals she tried to keep busy, working, writing letters, cleaning house, washing dishes, swimming. But whenever Kelley was gone from the apartment, even for the briefest run down to the store, Fawn would lie down on the sofa or the bed and quickly fingerfuck herself into hot gasping tremors of coming. Her cunt always seemed so juicy and ready, and her clit so swollen and tender, that she never failed to come like a string of firecrackers going off the moment she plunged her hand into her tingling wet crack. She didn't know what was happening to her, but she couldn't help it.
Almost a month had passed, and she had heard nothing from either Eric or Danika. At first she had not been disturbed by it, since she knew they could hardly avoid feeling the same kind of guilt and confusion she herself felt. But as time went on, she began to wonder why neither one had tried to contact her. Could they have gotten back together? If so, that should, as part of the family, make her happy. But it didn't.
Truthfully, she knew she didn't want them to get back together. She wanted them apart. She wanted to go to bed with each of them again. And again! The desire to do it again was overwhelming.
She felt a small sadness too, which grew larger and larger as days passed. What if neither of them wanted her any more? It could happen.
She knew they had enjoyed it, each of them, but maybe neither had enjoyed it as much as she had. Maybe this horrible desire that was consuming her body day in and day out, this fearful and beautiful new level of sex-joy she had discovered in herself, was blinding her to the fact that for Eric and Danika it had just been an exciting but temporary experience. If that was true, she didn't know how she would bear it!
The more she thought about it, the more confused she got, and the more her desire and need increased. Finally one noontime she was eating her lunch at work, trying not to think about Eric or Danika but thinking about them more and more, she actually grew physically ill. Her nerves were shot, her stomach tied in knots. She couldn't concentrate, she could think of nothing but Eric, Danika, which one she should try to reach. Her boss kindly let her have the remainder of the day off, telling her to go home and rest, go to bed.
Oh yes! she thought, riding home on the bus. I will go to bed, you can count on that. But not to rest. She had decided to phone Danika, since she had no way of knowing how to reach Eric. Also, the prospect of seeing Danika again was not so scary now that she had persuaded herself that she was not really a lesbian by yielding herself joyfully for the past two or three weeks to the wonderful powers of Jeff's newly invigorated prick.
She was still trembling from her tightly-wound nerves as she climbed the stairs to her apartment, but the tension was not so bad as before, now that she had made a decision. Her panties were wet and clammy with her cuntjuices, but that was okay; inside the hour, she hoped and prayed, Danika would be thirstily drinking them, and she would be back in that heaven she had tried so hard not to think about for weeks.
Her head was swimming so fast with the giddy joys of anticipation that she was not prepared for what happened when she unlocked the door of her apartment. The chain lock was fastened from the inside. The door wouldn't open more than about three inches before the chain stopped it.
That meant Kelley was home, even though she too was supposed to be at work. Fawn almost called out to have her unfasten the lock, when suddenly she heard a soft quivery moan.
Was it Kelley? Fawn flushed, growing embarrassed. Kelley was balling some man, taking advantage of Fawn's absence. Fawn knew she should shut the door right then, go away, come back later. But her fascination was so intense, she couldn't help listening harder.
'Ummmm', Kelley hummed in a throaty, sultry voice. 'Just my bra?' she murmured. 'Are you sure? You promise… you won't go any further?'
Whoever was with Kelley only whispered something, soft and low. Fawn peered through the open crack in the door, trying to glimpse something, but the two of them were obviously sitting on the sofa, which was around the corner from the door. This made it possible for Fawn to hear them clearly, but not to see anything.
'Ohhhh,' Kelley sighed sensually, 'you know, I've never done anything like this. Why am I letting you do this? Does Fawn do this with you?'
Fawn's curiosity jumped a notch higher. The voice that softly replied to Kelley was Danika's!
'Didn't you like touching mine? Sucking them like that?' Danika murmured, ignoring the question about Fawn.
'It just… took me by surprise. I mean, I was only kind of curious when you first kissed me like that. But then when you took off your sweater and… and you weren't even wearing a bra, I just… couldn't help myself. Your boobs are so beautiful, so smooth and springy, I just …'
Danika's whispery voice was thick with a desire that was familiar to Fawn. 'Can't I touch yours too? And kiss them?'
'You promise you won't go any further?'
'I promise. I wouldn't do anything you don't want.'
'I've never done anything like this before.'
'Don't worry. There's nothing wrong with it.'
'But there's supposed to be.'
'Here, just turn around this way and let me take it off.'
'I can take it off for you.'
'I want to take it off myself.'
'Ohhhhhh…'
'You're shivering. Ummmm, your skin tastes so good. There, there we go.'
Now there was silence, then fast sibilant breathing then Kelley's soft sighing and moaning. 'Ohhnnnn, oh god, it feels so good!'
Fawn's hand trembled on the doorknob and she snatched it back, fearing to make a noise that would alert them to her eavesdropping. Her face was hot and flushed, her blood pounding. She could hear Danika's husky humming, and even hear the soft wet sounds her working lips made as she sucked Kelley's nipples. And Kelley's excited whimperings nearly drove her crazy!
