Don Tsuris - Twice As Nice Vice

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…"

"I'm telling the truth! Are you calling me a liar?" She realized that by shouting at him this way she was sounding extremely defensive. But she was telling the truth, at least from a strict point of view. During the two weeks she had been refusing Jeff she actually had not fucked with anyone else.

Her roommate Kelley came into the room, and that made them both twice as nervous and irritable. Kelley was a lovely red-haired girl with a nice compact figure and extraordinary long milk-white legs. She was more shy, less outgoing than Fawn, and that made it possible for them to get along well, especially since it turned out that the men who were attracted to Kelley usually preferred her type over Fawn, and vice versa. But for some time now Fawn had been aware that Jeff found Kelley attractive. Her own actions over the past two weeks had now given him a chance to exploit her awareness.

"You two are shouting pretty loud in here," Kelley said, with an impertinent smile. "Would you like me to leave or something, so you can kiss and make up?"

"Maybe you and I ought to leave together, Kelley," Jeff said. "Then Fawn can crawl into the refrigerator with all the other ice cubes and finally be happy."

"I don't care," Fawn snipped, acting aloof, but sulking and smoldering with jealousy. "Go ahead, I don't care."

"Look, you two, this is idiotic," Kelley 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, Kelley," Fawn said nervously. For a brief moment she felt as if she'd rather have the fight that was going on than the sex that was probably inevitable if Kelley left.

"Oh yes I do," Kelley smiled. "Yes, yes I do." She shut the door behind her, leaving Jeff and Fawn alone.

With Kelley gone, Fawn became resigned. If the poor guy wanted to fuck her, then she would let him fuck her. She couldn't deny, after all, 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 and worrying about her amazing and appalling lesbian adventure with Danika. The Eric thing was always in the back of her mind too, but more worrisome to her was the bewitching intensity of her night with her sister-in-law, and what it must mean.

It was not pleasant to think you really might be a lesbian at heart.

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, slithering 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, and mumbled against her ardent, moving lips. "I don't know what's going on with you, baby."

"Oh, do you have to, do you have to?" she murmured back, quickly unzippering his fly, feeling the thick gristly stalk of his penis thump against her fingers through his cotton briefs.

"I don't have to, but I'd like to," he panted.

"What else would you like to do?" Swiftly she dipped both hands under the elastic band of his briefs and dug deep, twirling his big soft balls gently in her fingers, stroking the hot pulsing shaft of his cock. "Never mind, don't answer that," she murmured.

She sank to her knees and groped at his belt buckle, while in one skillful motion he pulled off her pullover sweater, over her head, off her arms. 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 stripped his pants and briefs down to his ankles. Her fast hungry mouth was all over his red twitching prick. He gasped. "Right here?" he panted.

"Right here." She clasped his hips and pulled him down onto the living room floor, and took his fat blood-jumping prick all the way into her mouth until the swollen bulb on the end of it nudged the uvula at the back of her throat. Then she drew her lips slowly up and throbbing ripply stalk until she got to the ridge below the flaring head, and lip-pinched it, and stroked the velvety, sensitive prick-head skin with her tongue, feeling his whole body wince with pleasure, hearing his delighted groans. She took it out of her mouth, holding the shaft firmly with her fingers, and licked it and bathed it in warm spit.

"Ohhhh, 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?"

"Unnggh," Jeff groaned, too aroused to speak, his thick red prick twitching and pulsing with urgent need.

He still had his shirt on, and his shoes, and 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 she wanted. She wanted to feel like she was love-raping 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 spastically at the straps of her bra, but she squirmed away and devoured his stiff penis 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 clear warm juice that leaked from the purplish head. "How close are you, baby? Ommm wommm wommm," she dove on his jumping shaft. "Have you been sticking this beauty in someone else?

Or have you been pulling him off, just waiting for me?"

"Oh Jesus, Fawn!" he moaned. "You so good, so good!" His firm strong hands held her by the sides of the head now, held her steady, and he drove his raging cock up into her throat, making her gag and splutter with delirious delight.

Fawn loved it. She loved it with a whooping, flashing, soaring inner joy that completely obliterated all her earlier fears. In the giddy flood of her desire to suck off this big wet twitching prick, she forgot about everything else, about Eric, about Danika. Her own body flushed with coursing waves of heat. She could feel the juices of her sizzling, flowering cunt wetting her panties, feel her thighs shaking and clenching involuntarily. Her nipples were already erect inside the cups of her bra, and she sighed and whimpered and squirmed her naked midriff against his jerking, hairy knees and thighs, and sucked the head of his rearing prick so fiercely that he cried out.