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"Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God," Elaine babbled, rolling and twisting on the bed.

When at last she regained her composure, Elaine sat up and said, "Are you sure you've never been with a woman before?"

"Never," Sarah said.

"My God, darling, you're a natural! I've never been brought off like that before, never. It was heavenly, out of this world!"

"I'm hot again Elaine. Do it to me again."

"Darling, darling, let me rest a moment. Be an angel and get us each another drink."

Sarah went and got the drinks.

"How do you feel?" Elaine asked her when she had half-drained the glass.

"I feel wonderful."

"Me, too. I went right up tonight."

"God, I feel so good, so turned on. Oh, shit, I want it so bad. I want a fuck, Elaine. You can't fuck me, but you can suck me. Suck me, Elaine, suck me off."

Elaine giggled. "God, what a horny girl. I'm beginning to feel horny again, too. Let's lay down and neck. You're a very beautiful young woman, Sarah."

They stretched out on the bed and started kissing and rubbing their cunts together.

"This is nice, Elaine, but I want you to eat me. I want to come again with your mouth on my cunt," Sarah said.

"You're a naughty girl, Sarah. I didn't think you'd be this easy to seduce, or this aggressive. You're a highly sexed woman and you need a lot of fucking."

"I know it. I haven't known for long, but I know now."

"You discovered that tonight?"

"No, I knew before tonight. Tonight just confirmed it. I love sex and can't seem to get enough. I never thought another woman would turn me on, but I'm so turned on now that I'm about to explode." Elaine kissed her hard on the mouth. "Roll onto your back. I don't want you to explode."

Sarah was surprised when he crawled on top of her head to toe. She had expected it like before.

"We can eat each other this way. I'm sure you've beard of sixty-nine."

"Yes," Sarah said. She'd heard of it, but hadn't thought of two women doing it. But it made sense.

She felt Elaine's wet lips on her thighs and quivered. Looking up, she stared into Elaine's gaping cunt. Elaine was on her knees, a thigh on each side of Sarah's head. She waited until she felt Elaine's lips compress against her burning pussy and then raised onto her elbows and pressed her mouth to Elaine.

Sarah came first and fell back to the bed. She lay writhing in sexual pleasure. "Oh, my God, that's good, Elaine. Shit, shit, shit, I'm coming! Oh, Goddamn, fuck, I'm coming, I'm coming!" Elaine kept sucking and Sarah kept coming. It was the strongest orgasm Sarah had ever experienced.

She wasn't positive, but she thought she had come twice, maybe three times. "God, God, I came three times, actually came three times!" Sarah moaned.

Elaine turned back around and cuddled the shivering girl. "My little darling," she hummed, "so alive, so responsive." They kissed long and hard.

"You didn't come again," Sarah said.

"It's all right, I don't need to. It was pleasure enough to make you so happy. I came very, very hard the first time, anyway."

Sarah lay in Elaine's arms for a long time and dozed off. Then she awakened with a start. "Elaine, what time is it? I've got to get home."

"It's late, darling, almost two. You'd better stay the night."

"Oh God, I can't, I can't. My mother will kill me."

"We'll call her and tell her you're staying here."

"No, no. You don't understand. I just can't." Sarah was up, waving her arms. "God, Elaine, how will I get home? No buses are running this late."

Elaine looked disappointed. "If you must go, you may take my car and bring it to work in the morning. Myron can drive when he gets home in the morning."

"Why don't you drive me? You can stay at my house."

"No, darling, I'm much too tired."

It was settled. Sarah got dressed, splashed cold water in her face, and left. She gunned the Mercedes out of the driveway and drove home quickly. "Jeez, what a nifty car," she said when she pulled into her parents' driveway. Her enthusiasm oozed away when she saw there were lights on in the house.

Her worst fears were realized the instant she saw her mother's glowering face. Her father was sitting in a chair smoking his pipe.

"Where have you begin?" her mother screamed.

"I went to a party with a friend from the hospital. I'm sorry I'm so late, I lost track of the time. I guess I should have called." She tried to keep her voice calm.

"It wouldn't have mattered because Barry called. He said you were working. You stood him up to go to a party."

"No, I worked first," she lied. "We went to the party after."

"Don't lie to me, young lady. And you're drunk!"

"I had a drink, but I'm not drunk."

"You are drunk!"

"All right, I'm drunk," Sarah said defiantly. She felt guilty, even ashamed of what she had done with Elaine, but this made it all the more necessary to defend herself. "I had a few drinks and I'm drunk!"

Her mother put her hands to her face in mock despair. "Heaven help us, our daughter is a drunk." She looked back up quickly, venom in her stare. "And who's fancy car is that you brought home?"

"It belongs to a friend at the hospital. Another nurse."

"And what does she do to earn a fancy car like that? Other than nursing, I mean. You've got to get away from that hospital. I've heard about those nurses and what they do."

"God! And what do they do, Mother?"

"You know what they do and don't swear at me. I insist that you quit that job and take something decent."

Sarah looked weakly at her father for help.

"Now Clara," he said, standing up. "I think…"

Clara shot him an icy glance. He sat back down.

She turned back to her daughter. "Slut," she screamed. "Poor Barry, sitting at home waiting for you and you're out whoring around!"

Sarah's face turned red with anger. "I don't have to stand here and take any more of your shit," she yelled and slammed to her room.

She stripped off her clothing and got into bed naked. She lay in the darkness listening to her parents, her father's soft voice, her mother's ranting and raving. She finally got up, took a cigarette from her purse, and settled back for a smoke. It was the first time she had ever smoked at home. Her mother had sobered her up and she wished she had a drink.

She mulled over the events of the evening, deciding she had learned several things. She had learned how highly sexed she was, that she liked to get drunk, it felt good. But most of all, she had learned that her instincts were for men, not women.

It had been good with Elaine and she was sure that those last orgasms had been the most intense she had ever had. But it still wasn't the same. It hadn't left her feeling good like a thick, hard cock did. It left her feeling incomplete, less a woman somehow. What she wanted was something very hard and very big; much bigger than a tongue but every bit as alive. And she wanted, it in her pussy. She wanted it pushed slowly in until it filled her, and then she wanted it moving, slow at first, and then faster. And she wanted a man's hard hands on her body and his lips on her lips and…

"Oh, Goddamn," she moaned, her hand already between her legs.

She realized the house was now quiet and continued to masturbate, one finger in her pussy, the others rubbing at her clit. She felt drowsy, her body warming to the motion of her fingers, and almost didn't bear the soft rap on her door.

"Go away," she said.

"It's me, kitten," her father said softly.

"Go away, coward," she said and felt a delicious feeling filling her body.

Her ass came off the bed and pushed hard against her hand. "Oh God, that feels good," she moaned softly. "Coming, coming… Goddamn, feels so good to come!"

Sarah moved out the next morning. She packed two bags and, without speaking to her mother, took them out to Elaine's car and drove away. She avoided Elaine as much as possible and after work she moved into Ruth Van Arsdale's apartment.