Chapter 11

Jean could not get over how rapid a transformation she was making.

In the beginning, she was so incensed with the idea of Dennis and Perry bringing two cocky studs around that she was about to blow the roof off the whole party concept.

After that, even after she became accustomed to their presence, she was a little reluctant about undressing. But now that everyone else had undressed, and since she had become stimulated looking at Mona, she was more than happy to strip off the remainder of her clothes.

As a matter-of-fact, she began moving briskly. Once she slipped off her bra and allowed herself a few seconds to play with her tits, she decided that she would undress fast.

It took her very little time to climb out of her skirt. Then pull down her panties. Once those panties began sliding down her thighs, she heard compliments from Cal and Ralph.

"Damned but she's built," Cal said. "Look at those legs, will you."

"How about those tits?" Ralph said.

"They're downright superb," Cal nodded.

"She's very beautiful," Mona said.

Strangely enough, Jean was more impressed by Mona's complimentary comments than she was with those of Cal and Ralph. She had strange feelings about attempting to reconcile herself to that point.

"Damned but you look great," Cal said.

"I can hardly wait to see that pussy," Ralph said. "Hurry up and finish undressing, so that I can see that cunt on display."

"You don't have much longer to wait," Dennis said.

No sooner were the words out of Dennis' mouth than the silky panties had made their way down all the way to her ankles. It was then just a case of a few more seconds before she slipped out of those panties and placed her hands on her hips.

Now she was showing herself off, and she was proud of it. Maybe she had been a little bit strange at the beginning. Maybe she had been a little too shy for her own good. But now she was ready to let it all hang out.

"Damn, what an ass," Cal said.

"What tits," Ralph drawled. "She's got it made," Cal said. "She's great from head to toe."

"I'd like to lick her from head to toe," Ralph said.

"You'll probably have that chance," Cal said.

"It'll be a thrill I'll treasure always," Ralph said.

As she stood there, she observed Mona walking closer to her. At first she was not inclined to think much about it, but the closer that Mona came, the more she recognized that something was in the wind.

She was still powerfully attracted to Mona, even though she did not want to admit it to herself. This attractiveness, which she did not want to own up to, was making her afraid. She did not want to face up to the fact that she could be strongly attracted to another woman. It had never happened to her before, and she was still endeavoring to the best of her ability to tell herself that it couldn't happen then.

"You look so beautiful, I just can't stand watching you," Mona said softly as she continued walking toward her.

"Just what do you have in mind?" Jean said fearfully.

"Oh, baby, I've got lots in mind," she nodded, winking seductively at Jean.

"Is this what I really think it is?" Jean asked.

"Don't ask questions, honey, just enjoy things. Let yourself go. You have a tougher time doing that than the rest of us, and that's not good. You should let it all hang out, baby."

"I'm still not sure what you're driving at," Jean said.

"Come on, Jean, don't be silly," Cal said. "Mona's hot for you and she wants to fuck you."

"But that's incredible," Jean said. "She's a woman, and so am I!"

"So what," Ralph said. "She fucks with us all the time, but that doesn't stop her from balling with some of the chicks too."

"That's right," Mona nodded. "I'm what they call a switch-hitter."

"What's wrong with that?" Ralph asked.

"I think it's something very strange. I don't know just how to react to that," Jean said. "I just know that I've never done anything like making love to a woman, and I don't intend to start now."

"Now don't talk that way, baby," Mona reflected a hurt look in her eyes.

"I mean it," Jean said. "Please don't bother me.

But even as Jean was speaking the words, she knew that there was a side to her that desperately wanted to let herself go. She was attracted by this beautiful blonde with the overpowering body.

Now, Mona was standing only a short distance away from her, a scant few inches from making contact with her body. It scared her to have a woman like this so close to her. It forced her into a kind of bind that she did not want to get involved in.

Already she had gone much further in sex with Dennis and Perry than she had ever intended. It had been extremely dangerous and foolhardy for her to get involved in sex with students. But she was going even further. She was on the precipice of crossing over the line and entering into the realm of lesbian sex with Mona.

If Mona had her way, she knew, there would be no doubt about it. She would be involved in a lesbian relationship with her. The longer that Mona looked at her, the more appetizing Jean became. Mona was not the type of girl who was accustomed to being turned down sexually by people of either sex. At school she was the most popular girl in her sorority, and was constantly in demand. Girls were forever making passes at her, competing in many instances with men.

Now, Mona was all set to have sex with Jean. She had to break the girl's will, she recognized. She could see from the look that Jean was conveying that she was definitely on the borderline. Mona recognized her situation. It had happened to her once, when she was in high school. She remembered that her first affair with a woman had been traumatically difficult. The affair had been with a married woman, who lived across the street from her. When the woman's husband was gone, she would look out the window and admire the rapidly developing young Mona. Eventually, they became friends, chatting and drinking coffee together. Finally, the woman confided her feelings to Mona. At first Mona could not accept the other woman's point of view, but eventually she came around, and was happy in the final analysis that she did. She recalled the many wonderful hours she spent in bed with the married woman, in the course of which they would slip their hot tongues around each other's nests.

Now Jean Johnson was in a similar situation. It was difficult for Mona to understand why Jean had not been involved with her own sex before. But then, she recalled Dennis and Perry telling her on the way over to Jean's that they had been responsible for opening her up sexually. Up until that time, they said, she had been very inhibited.

"I want to reach out and touch you," Mona said. "You really don't mind that, do you, my dear?"

"I think it's better that we don't do anything like that," Jean said.

"Come on now, we were looking forward to this," Dennis said.

"To what?" she looked at Dennis strangely.

"To watching you make it with Mona," Perry said. "It'll be great to watch you two going at it. We want to watch you in bed tearing each other up. Mona's got about the hottest tongue in town, along with yours, and it'll be great seeing you two go at it together."

"So are we supposed to reduce ourselves to sideshow performers?" Jean said sarcastically.

"There she goes getting uptight again," Ralph said.

"She does have an awful short fuse," Cal recognized.

"I just don't like being used, and if you've got any sense you won't blame me for thinking that way," Jean said.

"You're not being used," Mona said. "The boys are just interested in a little pleasure. They also enjoy watching people in sex, particularly two beautiful girls. Let them watch. I'm more interested in the kind of sensations we can provide for each other."

"Like what?"

"I'd rather show you than tell you."

"Please get away, please don't touch me."

"Why not?"

"I don't want you to."

"Your eyes say something else."

"What do you mean by that?"

"I mean that by the way you're looking at me, it looks to me like you want to have sex."

"You've got me all wrong. I think you're engaging in no more than just wishful thinking," Jean said abruptly.

"Look at you, your body is shaking, you want it, I know you want it," Mona said.

"I want nothing of the kind. If my body's shaking, it's because I'm nervous. You're gawking at me like I'm some kind of Greek goddess."

"That's just about what you are to me," Mona swooned.

"Oh, please, get off of it."

"I don't want to get off anything. I want to have sex with you."

"We should confine our activities to the young men. There are certainly enough of them around in this room."

"No, we want you to have sex with Mona," Ralph said impatiently. "As a matter-of-fact, we've been planning on it. We figured that that would be the perfect way to get the whole operation off the ground. Once you two girls get worked up over each other, we're going to get more worked up watching you. And once that happens everybody will enjoy better fucks."

"You have it all figured out, don't you?" Jean looked at him sarcastically.

"All we know is that we're hot and we want to experience as much sensation as we can," Dennis said. "We all want to fuck, and we all want to watch a good fuck. We can watch you two fuck, then we can get into the act ourselves. It'll be a great blast."

Mona edged closer to Jean. Jean got another look at those beautiful tits, and was melting rapidly in the process. When she looked into the girl's deep-blue eyes, she found it even more difficult to say anything to turn Mona off. She was extremely curious about the girl, and wondered what it would be like to experience certain sensations with her.

Jean recognized that there were certain sensations that she could only get from another woman, but up until that time she had closed off her mind to any such possibilities of sex exploration. But now, as Mona stood naked and lovely in front of her, the opposition within her was suddenly vanishing.

Now the desire was stronger than ever, to reach out and touch that beautiful body. But again she attempted to squelch such feelings within herself. She attempted to tell herself that they were totally wrong, and that any such involvement would be tragic for her.

But her emotions were reaching the point where they were beginning to hold sway. Her body was trembling, and her eyes were wide with curiosity, a fact that Mona was becoming increasingly more aware of. Mona was shrewd enough to recognize when a woman was attracted to her, even though that woman was attempting to talk herself out of such inclinations.

"You're beautiful, my dear," Mona said softly.

"Let's not talk about how I look," Jean said self-consciously.

"I'd like to talk about how you look. Anybody who looks as good as you deserves to have people telling her that she's beautiful."

"Please stop it."

"No, I won't stop it, I'm going to kiss you."

"Don't you dare."

"Yes, it will be the best thing for both of us."

"Go ahead and make out with her," Dennis said impatiently. "We want to watch a good fuck."

"I'm not your carnival queen," Jean shot back.

"You're hot for this chick and you know it," Perry said.

Now Mona's fingers were reaching out. They ran softly across the forehead of Jean. Jean trembled all the more noticeably as the fingers came into contact with her.

The fleshy contact with voluptuous Mona caused her to become more disturbed than ever. Her inhibitions were violently clashing with her desires. She wanted to reach out and kiss this beautiful young girl, but was afraid to. Not only that, but she was even afraid to admit that she had such desires toward Mona.

Suddenly, Mona lunged forward. She allowed her lips to lunge fervently against those of Jean.

Jean immediately attempted to fight her off. She finally pulled herself away, but Mona continued pursuing her.

"Come on, honey, don't fight it, don't fight what you're feeling inside you," Mona said. "Please get away," Jean shrieked. Now beautiful Mona was throwing her arms around Jean. Jean attempted to struggle her way free. The girls began wrestling, and in the ensuing struggle they grappled and fell to the floor.

"Now we're getting some entertainment," Ralph threw his head back and laughed. "This is great," Dennis said. "I hope that they wind up fucking after all this battling," Perry chuckled.

As they continued rolling on the floor, first one girl, then the other would assume the advantage. Whenever Mona got on top, she would attempt to kiss her lovely antagonist.

"Come on, honey, don't fight it anymore," she said.

"Let's stop all of this ridiculous nonsense," Jean said.

"I agree," Mona nodded. "The best way to stop it is to make out with me."

"But that would be crazy."

"No, it's crazy not to do it. It's crazy to try and lie to yourself."

"You listen to her, Jean, because she's right," Cal said.

At one point Mona tried to throw her arms around Jean. Jean was able to slip out of the way. She jumped to her feet, with Mona in hot pursuit.

Mona was practically drooling as she continued going after her. She would not be satisfied until she experienced the ultimate in lovemaking satisfaction from beautiful Jean.

They grappled once more but this time they were inside the bed.

Mona reached out with her right hand and allowed it to run all around the beautiful breasts of Jean. The faster those fingers flew, the more aroused Jean found herself becoming. The more aroused she became, the more difficult it was to put forth any resistance to Mona. "Please cut that out," Jean begged. "I know why you're saying that," Mona said. "It's because I'm turning you on too much. You can't resist me."

"That's not so," Jean lied. The wrestling continued and the four young men were continuing to burst into laughter.

"This has got to be the best show in town," Cal exclaimed.

"I think we've got the two best-looking girls in town, anyway," Dennis said.

"No argument there," Ralph agreed.