They danced until the record played itself out, and when Danika went to change it, Fawn whispered, 'No.'
'No?' Danika's lips quivered; she licked them. 'No?'
'No.' Fawn embraced her and felt the supple smooth curves of Danika's bare body pressing urgently into her own, and their hands raced over each other's naked flesh as if they had never felt it before, though only minutes ago they had been deliriously coming together in the bedroom.
Humming, moaning, panting, they slumped to the rug there in the center of the livingroom floor with the candlelight flickering golden shadows over their naked flesh. 'I want to fuck with you, I'll just never get enough of you. Never!' Fawn murmured thickly, sliding her lips down Danika's body, devouring her sister-in-law's dark glimmering nipples.
Within seconds they had squirmed into position for sixty-nine, with Danika flat on her back on the rug and Fawn crouched over her, pushing her throbbing breasts into the girl's smooth heaving belly, and dipping her tongue lovingly into the tangy splayed seam of Danika's runny cunt.
She felt Danika's arms and hands encircling her own hips, clasping her ass, drawing her pussy down, felt the hot slithery tongue sliding into her own achy pussy, the hungry lips plucking at her swollen clit, and she writhed and dug her fingers into Danika's clenching asscheeks and buried her mouth in the girl's sopping wet slit. They squirmed heatedly together, groaning and thrashing with sweet need and bliss, their hot shuddering bodies welded together with coming, and more coming, more and more happy shattering spasms.
After that they fixed something to eat, then took a bath together. And in the bath they suddenly found themselves going at it again. They were both so insatiable that they seemed constantly to be steaming and sizzling with lust and desire for one another, and when Fawn began lathering Danika's sweet smooth voluptuous brown body with soap, she felt the need bubbling up in her again. One of her hands found Danika's mucousy vagina under the bath-water, while the other grasped and slid over the girl's slippery breasts, and she fingerfucked the girl until the echoing sobs of her orgasm were reverberating with deafening intensity off the bathroom tiles. While Danika was tenderly drying Fawn off with a towel after the bath, she stooped and pried apart Fawn's moist glowing buttocks and ran her skillful tongue up and down the crack of Fawn's ass until Fawn was shivering and whimpering with unaccustomed delights. At the same time Danika thrust two quick fingers into Fawn's cunt from the rear, and kept licking her ass-crack, and reaching up with one hand to tweak and scissor Fawn's damp, excited nipples, while her fingers plunged rapidly 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, and sucked on her bottom lip as she gyrated her hips down into the fast-flying hand. She came standing up, gagging joyously on the sweet sharp sensations that fled through her trembling body.
After the bath, they went back into the bedroom and lay down on the bed. They shared a joint, which somehow lit the fires of their lust again, but this time they were no longer urgent and driven by fierce, quick hunger for each other. Instead they moved languorously together, and calmly stroked and nibbled and sucked and kissed one another's bodies, taking a smoldering, fantastic joy in pleasuring each other, in bleeding long slow dynamite orgasms out of each other. Just when it seemed to Fawn that neither of them would ever be able to come again if they didn't stop soon, she would feel Danika's body clench and grow taut, and hear the soft splendid cawing in her throat, feel the hot tremors roll through her as she shimmered through yet another climax.
She herself would be surprised by them, as she lay on her back in a warm smoky haze of sensual delight, feeling Danika's loving lips curving into the wet tingly folds of her cunt, feeling the soft rolling waves of honeyfire, then groaning, wailing, digging spastic fingers into the bedsheet as the explosions burst again within her and wrenched her with coming.
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 and flashing through still another climax. She would swarm over Danika's palpitating flesh until she too was whimpering again in the throes of a hot, throbbing orgasm. By midnight there was nothing they could do but sleep a dreamless sleep, but in the morning when they awoke it was the same thing all over again, and they each climaxed twice before even getting out of bed.
'My god,' Fawn sighed against Danika's bare shoulder, 'we've got to stop this.' Her body felt deliciously raw and achy, but she knew that if she didn't have to go to work she would stay in Danika's arms all day, lesbian-fucking until her brains melted and she went blind and deaf from repeated coming.
'I know, I know,' Danika sighed back, shyly. 'I never knew anything like this was possible.'
Quickly Fawn dressed while Danika made her a fast cup of coffee in the kitchen. They gazed murkily at each other while Fawn drank it. 'I can't believe it!' Fawn said to her sister-in-law. 'I still want you. I still do!'
'You could… call in sick,' Danika said tentatively, but smiling suggestively, 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 went over to her and took the coffee cup out of her hand and kissed her mouth. 'But you have to promise me something.' She slid one hand beneath Fawn's miniskirt, caressing her silky inner thighs, pressing it against the gauzy fabric of Fawn's panties, already wet again with cunt-juice.
'Ohhhnn!' Fawn moaned. 'What do you want me to promise?'
'We have to do it again. I mean… at first I was scared to death, but now I don't think I could stand it if I never got to fuck with you again.'
'I know. I feel that way too. But what about Eric?' Suddenly Fawn felt gripped by an exciting and horrifying double-shock of guilt.
Danika panted into her ear. 'Screw Eric!' she said. 'Just let me fuck you and fuck you forever, and I'll never think about Eric 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, as Fawn began to think over the appalling things she had done, she began to realize more and more not only that it was totally wrong, but also that she shouldn't let herself be tempted to do it again. All right, so it had been fantastic. She had never experienced anything in her life so good as fucking with first Eric, then Danika. (God in heaven, she thought half-hysterically, think of what it would be like to be in bed with both of them at once! I wouldn't be able to stand it. I'd go crazy with happiness. Oh god, I can't let myself think that way, I just can't!) The fact that it had been fantastic was nothing compared to the fear she suddenly had of the absolutely insatiable hunger of her body. Never before had she felt such hot, continuous, crackling lust as she felt for those two. Never before had she been able to come so splendidly, so many times, as in their arms. She feared now that merely being in a room with one of them would make her will power completely evaporate.
She would become a hot whimpering jelly of uncontrollable fuck-hunger.
Somehow that was not only dangerous, it was also 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 is 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 more or less an irrelevance, since all the skill in the world would never make him the kind of lover Eric or Danika had been to her.
But Jeff was persistent. He wouldn't give up easily, and 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 be satisfied that I'm telling the truth.' Her roommate Kelley was home too, bustling around in the kitchen, and 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 balling. It won't hurt you to take a little rest from it for a while.'
'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…'
