Deep in her wantonly writhing loins, she could feel the heat beginning, surging like the sea in a storm, and it felt like her entire body was going to explode. Her lust-twisted mouth opened in a lewd grimace of passion, and her naked hips jerked wildly against the ecstatic probing of her finger as her entire frame shuddered and shook and trembled. "God! God! God!" Candy Mullender cried out in a frenzy as she bathed with guilt and desire. Then guilt was over! "No… No… NOOOOOO!"

The dark-haired movie star managed to pull her hand away, leaving an aching void up between her trembling thighs.

Candy stumbled from the shower, groping blindly for one of several thick, fluffy towels hanging on a rack. She rubbed and patted her yearning body dry, her legs quaking, her hands shaking as though she had been ill for a long, long time. She looked down and gasped at the length of her nipples. They were almost an inch long, sticking out from the full, heavy mounds of her upthrust, wide-spaced tits and so tender she could barely touch them with even the feather-soft towel! She had never been this way before! No matter how urgent the desire in her unfulfilled body had been, even with a man pressing her down on a bed, forcing her reluctant legs apart-times when she had wanted and needed sexual contact-she had never seen her body in such a shameless condition of need.

Up between her long trembling legs, the obscene fire still raged unquenched. She could feel the fluids from her feminine glands spreading through her loins, and she thought that this was one time when she really needed a drink-if only to take her mind off her real need, a long thick hard cock, splitting her hot yearning cunt, fucking wildly up into the churning depths of her heated belly.

Candy thought: I've been too up-tight. Sex is good and natural, and God knows I enjoy it-what little I've had… if I could only take it just as it comes, and not want to be loved too, I'd be a lot better off! She thought of all the other girls she knew in showbiz.