Chapter 183


     
     The first thing Laura did after taking Charise home was
ride the elevator directly to Kendra's and Jane's floor, one
above her own, and march to their door.  She knocked very
hard.  That little cunt! she swore to herself.  I'll teach
her to interfere.
     
     Jane answered the door wearing only a smirk and her
panties.  Red lace bikini panties.  She was otherwise naked
and stunning.  The expression on her face said: You know you
can't be mad with little me.  Look at me, you want to fuck
me.  Even though you just fucked Inky, you can never turn
down the chance to have my marvelous body, right?
     
     Laura swallowed.  Jane was shockingly gorgeous, of
course, and it was hard to remember what she had come to
say.  Laura's eyes dropped immediately to Jane's naked
breasts and swelling, gleaming black nipples.  Jane smiled
mischievously.
     
     "Yes?  What did you want, Laura?  I'm in the middle of
my home work."
     
     "I'll bet you are."
     
     "Did you and Inky have a good time?  You sure made
enough noise for four or five lesbians."
     
     "Jane, you little shit."
     
     Jane cupped her naked breasts in her hands, so that
Laura could not avoid looking at them.  They were not the
kind of breasts that would eventually sag and droop.  They
were magnificently firm and jutting and pear-shaped,
perfectly proportioned to the rest of her delicious body.
And her nipples and areolas were big, gleaming black
circles.
     
     "I'll bet I'm a better fuck than she is," Jane said
slyly, softly, flirting with Laura.  "Want to come inside
and refresh your memory?"
     
     As if being drawn in by a magnet, having no volition of
her own, Laura moved inside the apartment, her eyes
devouring Jane's naked body.  She did not even think of
Kendra, who might show up at any moment, and who would
probably kill Laura on the spot if she found her naked with
Jane again.  But Jane was impossible to resist.
     
     She shut the door behind them.  "My mama's in a class
until six," she said.
     
     "On Saturday?"
     
     "Driving school.  She got a ticket."
     
     "Jane, you made Charise feel very bad," Laura said,
trying to recapture her stern attitude.
     
     Jane's eyes sparkled devilishly.  "And then you made
her feel very good," she teased.  "I heard her coming like a
sick cat down there."
     
     "That's not the point."
     
     "Laura, you letting all this black naked body go to
waste.  Look at these.  Tell me you don't want to feel them.
You want to suck one of these big black nipples, don't you?"
     
     Jane lifted one impossibly beautiful breast to her
face, opened her mouth, and sucked her own nipple into her
mouth.  Laura's pussy nearly melted, overflowing with
buttery warm fuckjuice as she watched this.  It always had
this effect on her, no matter who did it.  Jane released her
nipple, which now was all wet with her saliva, and growing
stiff.
     
     "You next," she said, nodding down at her breast, which
she held in two hands.
     
     Laura hesitated.  It was one thing to fool around with
Jane in her own apartment, where at least she could lock the
door.  It was different here in Kendra's apartment.
     
     "Go ahead," Jane breathed, much more sexily this time.
"I want you to."
     
     Laura bent her head.  Jane released her breast and
Laura scooped it up in both hands, licking Jane's large,
stiff nipple, then drawing it between her lips.
     
     "Oooohhh," Jane whimpered softly.  "Yes . . . yes
Laura."
     
     "Jane . . . at least let's go down to my place."
     
     "Don't have to.  She ain't coming home.  Don't you
believe me?"
     
     "No.  You thrive on trouble."
     
     Jane giggled.  "Don't you like danger?  It makes me
come hard.  Hard!"
     
     Laura's lips and hands moved to Jane's other breast.
"I can make you come hard without the danger."
     
     "I know," Jane panted.  "You've done it.  Unhhhh!  Oh
yes!  You want to fuck me, don't you."
     
     "Yes."
     
     "Fucking little Inky just ain't as good as fucking me,
isn't it?"
     
     "You two are totally different," Laura panted, totally
absorbed in squeezing and sucking Jane's amazingly lovely
and springy breasts.
     
     "You making me wet, Laura.  I can't wait.  Come over
here."
     
     Jane pulled Laura to the sofa.  She slipped her hands
under Laura's sweatshirt and quickly raised it over her
head, throwing it.  They embraced eagerly, mashing their
naked breasts together.  Jane sucked Laura's neck.  Her
fingernails bit into Laura's back.
     
     Jane, of course, was nearly naked already, and slipping
out of her red panties was no trouble.  They both quickly
unzipped Laura's jeans and pulled them off.
     
     "Taking too long . . . taking too long," Jane panted.
     
     Laura slipped out of her panties too.  They rubbed
their naked bodies together.  Laura got her hands on the
phenomenal hard moons of Jane's sensational ass.
     
     "Bet you want to fuck me in the ass with your finger,
don't you, you dirty white girl," Jane half-panted and half-
giggled.
     
     "I want to fuck you everywhere," Laura gasped.  "Ohhhh!
You're so damn beautiful!"
     
     "Do it to me hard.  I'm about ready to come already."
     
     "Are you?"
     
     "Yes.  Touch my pussy.  Feel how wet it is?"
     
     "Yes.  How does this feel?"
     
     Laura rubbed the wet, hard nubbin of Jane's clit
vigorously with two fingers.  She could feel Jane's body
respond, feel the quick tension of Jane's flesh, the
clenching of her muscles, and hear the helpless whimpers
caught deep in her throat.
     
     "Oh . . . shit!" Jane gasped.
     
     "Are you going to come?"
     
     "Ohhh . . . yes!"
     
     Laura quickly slid down her marvelous, dark, flexing
body and pressed her mouth to Jane's runny crotch, parting
Jane's cuntlips with her thumbs and running her tongue over
Jane's clit just as Jane began to erupt in thrilling
shockwaves of coming.  Her gorgeous, hard teenage body
clenched, writhing and twisting, undulating, clenching again
as the waves of her orgasm coursed through her glossy dark
flesh.
     
     "Ungghhiiieee!" she cried out, unable to contain her
fierce pleasure.
     
     Laura was frantic with lust for her, even though she
had only a hour before been devouring Charise's lovely young
body just as passionately.  I can't get enough of them! she
realized.  I can't get enough of either one of them.
     
     Even though Jane was coming down from her first orgasm,
Laura continued to lick and probe her pussy until she was
having another one, right on the heels of the first.
     
     "Ungghh!  Oh . . . Laura . . . oh god oh god that feels
good!" Jane gasped.  "Oh shit . . . I'm gonna come again,
right now!  Oh!  Ungghhnnn!  Auunnggghhhh!  Yes!  Oh yes!
Unghhhhh!"
     
     She came again fiercely, and this time Laura ascended,
scooping up one of Jane's jiggling breasts and guiding
Jane's swollen black nipple into her mouth.  At the same
time, she replaced her mouth with her hand in Jane's pussy,
continuing to rub Jane's clit until Jane slowly descended
from her second climax.  Laura wanted more, but this time
Jane protested, pushing Laura down on the sofa, still
panting and glassy-eyed from her orgasms but determined to
have her way with Laura too.
     
     "Me too," she panted.  "I get to fuck you too, Laura.
Let me eat you . . . let me eat your pussy and make you come
too."
     
     Jane was right: fucking with her was much different
from doing it with Charise.  The latter girl was sweet,
pliant, fluid and warm, but Jane was all frenzied lust and
passion, sucking, pinching, biting, probing and grunting in
a fit of overheated fucking.  She swarmed over Laura's body,
squeezing Laura's breasts and tearing at Laura's nipples
with her lips, her fingers probing Laura's soupy wet pussy,
until Laura was taut as a wire, biting her lip, feeling a
fresh, sharp orgasm on the way.
     
     "I'm going to lick your pussy," Jane panted, slipping
quickly down between Laura's thighs.  "You have such a
pretty pink pussy . . . all mine, oh I love it, I'm going to
lick it like this . . ."
     
     "Unhhhh!" Laura gasped, her hips churning.
     
     "Yes, and this and this.  You're going to come, aren't
you.  I can feel it.  You need to be fucked, you want to be
fucked hard, don't you Laura?  You want me to fuck you."
     
     "Oh . . . yes!" Laura whimpered, twisting desperately,
caressing the back of Jane's head with one hand, gyrating
her pussy up into Jane's busy mouth.
     
     "You taking longer because you were down there fucking
so hard with that ugly-face little Inky.  You already came
with her.  I'm gonna make you come harder."
     
     Listening to Jane, Laura hardly realized what the girl
was doing until she felt Jane's long thin forefinger slide
up into her asshole.
     
     "Unghh!" she groaned, feeling water come to her eyes.
     
     "You do it to me," Jane panted.  "I'm going to do it to
you.  I can even get one more in.  Watch."
     
     She had lubricated both fingers with Laura's copious
fuck-juices, and now she slipped her middle finger into
Laura's ass too.  At the same time, she was peppering
Laura's very erect clit with hot kisses and fierce swipes of
her tongue.  And now that her fingers were comfortably
inside Laura's ass, and Laura's rectum was relaxing enough
to let them move, she began to fuck Laura with them.
     
     "Unh!  Unhh!  Ungghhh!  Oh yes!" Laura gasped.
     
     "Even my mama don't do this to you, does she," Jane
murmured, fucking Laura harder, sucking her clit, bringing
her to the very brink of a horrific climax.
     
     She had one desperate squirt of panic as the phone
began to ring just as she slipped over the edge.  It was
right beside the sofa where they were fucking, and the
piercing electronic pulsations mingled with her own cries as
she came in a wrenching spasm.
     
     "Unnggoowwnnggmmm!" she gagged on her own strangled
cries.  "Auuoonggghhh!  Oh . . . oh Jane!  Oh!  Yes!
Unngghhh!"
     
     The phone stopped ringing in a few seconds, but Laura
was still moaning, her body only now beginning to slow its
undulations, her asshole still tingling as Jane's fingers
rotated in the tight channel where they had moments ago been
plunging sharply.
     
     "Shit, girl, you didn't have to rape my ass so hard,"
Laura gasped, biting her lower lip as Jane slowly withdrew
her fingers.
     
     "Got to go wash my hands," Jane said, popping up, her
lovely hard breasts bobbing.  "Saw you do it.  Clean is
clean.  We may be dirty little hoes at heart, but we keep
our fingers clean."
     
     She squinted fetchingly at Laura and dashed off to the
bathroom to wash her hands.  Laura lay on her back, looking
down at her naked body, feeling as if she had been ravished.
It was a good feeling.  But the phone call reminded her that
she was not in her own place, and no matter what Jane had
said, Kendra could walk in on them at any moment.
     
     Hurriedly, she pulled on her clothes, looking around
the room for them.  She also retrieved Jane's.  She was
nearly dressed by the time Jane returned from the bathroom.
     
     "Oh shit, you ain't going already, are you?" Jane
whined.  "I was just getting started.  You the one who
taught me that one ain't enough.  I want more."
     
     "You, my darling, are a little teenage sex fiend
glutton," Laura smiled.
     
     "At least let me see who was on the phone," Jane said.
"What if it was her?  She might be running late.  We could
do it again."
     
     Kendra had voice mail, so Jane checked for messages.
Laura concentrated on the throbbing in her ass, where Jane's
fingers had raped her.  You little tramp.  Did I teach you
to do that?  And you're only sixteen, too.  God, I pity the
man or woman who tangles with you when you're twenty-six.
You'll eat him or her alive.
     
     Jane shook her head.  "Some dude named Marshall.  I
think he's the latest big dick in Mama's life.  I'm
surprised she has anything to do with you.  She like dick.
Never knew anyone who likes dick as much as my mama."
     
     Laura thought of Charise, who clearly also liked it.
"You don't?" she asked.
     
     Jane shrugged.  "I had a couple of dudes.  Before you.
They were okay, but one kept coming before he could even get
it in my pussy.  I'd be putting a rubber on him, and he'd do
it.  All over my fingers.  Yuck!"
     
     "Sounds to me like your wonderful body just got him all
aroused, that's all."
     
     "The other dude told me you ain't really had a woman
until you have her all three ways.  In the mouth, the pussy,
and the booty.  I let him have the first two, but he came in
my mouth once, and I didn't dig it.  And then he wanted my
booty."
     
     "I don't blame him.  It's so gorgeous, you have no
idea."
     
     "Well, that was before you.  I wouldn't let him.
Probably wouldn't let him now, either.  His thing was big,
girl!  Big!  Not like your little fingers."  She shook her
head, still totally naked.  "No sir, not that big thing in
my little booty?  Did you ever have a big thing like that in
yours?"
     
     Laura nodded.
     
     "You're kidding!"  Jane was scandalized.
     
     "It can hurt a little, especially at first.  But then .
. . hold your breath or you'll explode."
     
     "Really?  I think I'd be screaming and crying through
the whole thing."
     
     "You might, but you'd be hoping it didn't stop, too."
     
     "Speak for yourself, Laura.  And you call me a sex
fiend.  Shit."
     
     "Kiss me, you gorgeous child, before your mother walks
in the door.  If we want this to happen now and then, we
can't let her find out."
     
     Laura stood up.  Jane followed her to the door.  They
kissed ravenously.  Jane was still naked, and Laura ran her
hands all over the killer body.
     
     "God, I could eat you alive, all over again, right
here," she panted, kissing Jane's neck, her naked shoulder,
squeezing her marvelously resilient, hard young breasts.
     
     "I'm better than Inky, ain't I?  You like fucking me
better.  Right?  Didn't I make you come good?  Don't I have
a better body than her?  I'm not as ugmo and black."
     
     "Ugmo?"
     
     "You know, she an ugly-face little thing with that flat
nose and that wide mouth.  She so black you could miss her
in the dark."
     
     "I think she's quite lovely, Jane," Laura whispered in
her ear.  "Just like you.  Why do you want me to choose?"
     
     Jane pouted.  "I don't even like looking at her,
knowing she been doing this with you too."
     
     Laura got serious.  "I know how you feel.  I wouldn't
like the idea of you doing it with another woman either."
She thought briefly of how she would become ballistic at the
thought of that witch Rhonda touching this delectable young
body.   "Or a guy, for that matter.  But some things can't
be helped.  Charise needs love too.  So do I.  You're not
always available.  And of course, we have your mother to
deal with."
     
     Jane grinned ruefully.  "And you're such a little slut
that you can't go a day without screwing, right?"
     
     "God, you really know how to cut to the quick, don't
you," Laura said.
     
     Jane shrugged.  Her marvelous hard breasts jiggled.  "I
don't mean it.  I just get jealous.  Go on, you better get
out of here before she catches us."
     
     Laura kissed her again, tenderly.  "Don't be jealous.
There's nobody quite like you."
     
     Jane opened the door, and Laura slipped out into the
hallway.
     
     "You say that to every little black pussy you lick,
don't you, Laura?" Jane said as she shut the door.