Keywords: FF, cons, interr, rom
Part: Chapter 119
Author: Miranda Mars
Title: Laura's Story - an Interracial Lesbian Romance
Chapter 119
Two days after her tryst with Sholandra, Laura's bruises had
faded enough so that she felt she could risk seeing Trina.
Especially if they saw one another, as they would, at night, when
the lights were soft. Laura could hardly wait, and her pussy got
very wet every time she contemplated it.
Oh god, am I just building myself up for another letdown? she
wondered. She's been so sweet, over the phone. So loving. So
completely trusting. How can that happen, when she was so angry
over the scratches, so hurt?
Worried and excited as she was, Laura couldn't help noticing a
new beautiful young girl in the Safeway bakery, the same Safeway
where she had met Tracy. From her nameplate Laura could see that
her name was Keisha, and she looked about eighteen or nineteen. Her
face was gorgeous, though you couldn't tell much about her figure
from the baggy apron and pants and oversized white shirt of her
uniform.
But she had a bewitchingly lovely smile, which she turned
full-strength onto Laura when Laura bought some cookies to take to
Shawna. Even though she knew the girl could not mean it, Laura
almost had the feeling Keisha was flirting with her, or coming on.
Her smile was friendly, but seemed frankly sexual too.
Oh, you're just making it up, Laura cautioned herself.
Because you'd love to sleep with her.
"Anyone ever tell you you look like that model Stephanie
Seymour?" she asked Laura, flat out, smiling in that deeply sensual
way that made Laura tingle.
"Only a few thousand," Laura laughed. "Wish I had her money."
"Actually, you better looking than she is, you know."
Keisha's eyes sparkled. Laura felt a lot like flirting back.
Keisha, honey, I would love to take you back among the flour sacks
and slip my tongue up into your beautiful pussy, she said with her
eyes.
"Well, one compliment deserves another," Laura smiled, giving
her smile a flirtatious edge. "Anybody tell you you're about the
most beautiful girl they ever had in this bakery?"
"You watch out, now, you gonna make me blush," Keisha shot
back quickly, her eyes dancing with fire and friendliness, laced,
Laura was almost sure, with a tinge of sex. She handed Laura her
bag of cookies. "Here you go now, and have a nice day. Don't let
those cookies make you fat."
"Not a chance. I'm buying them for a friend. See you next
time."
Keisha smiled warmly. Laura thought she could feel the girl's
eyes on her legs as she walked away. Laura's legs were spectacular,
and people of both sexes frequently stared at them. She glanced
back over her shoulder to check and saw Keisha admiring them. But
Keisha looked away quickly, pretending not to have noticed.
Keisha, Laura thought, do you like girls? Gosh, I hope so,
you darling creature.
This encounter heated her up so much that she purposely tried
not to think of it as she drove to Trina's apartment. But the
second she saw Trina, all thoughts of Keisha vanished. Laura's
heart melted on the spot, and she remembered how piercing and deep
her feelings were for Trina, and for Rina before her.
"Oh god, it's so good to see you," she told Trina.
Trina seemed to want to grab Laura and kiss her as much as
Laura wanted to do the same. But they both restrained themselves
because of Shawna. Laura gave Shawna the cookies, and the three of
them sat and talked for a while.
"Are you and Auntie Laura going to love one another again
tonight, Mama," Shawna asked Trina.
Laura and Trina smiled uncomfortably.
"I guess we might, hon'," Trina smiled at Shawna, then at
Laura. "Guess we might. Whyn't you run along to bed now, and I'll
be right there to tuck you in."
"Okay."
Laura kissed Shawna and wished her goodnight. She could feel
herself getting wet as she waited for Trina to return from Shawna's
room. She knew they had to wait a decent interval for Shawna to go
to sleep. And yet both of them seemed dying to do it. Trina's eyes
had been on fire from the first moment Laura had stepped into the
apartment.
When she returned, they sat side by side on the sofa, trying
not to rape one another.
"I'm so glad to see you," Laura said.
"I'm glad to see you," Trina smiled dreamily. "I couldn't do
anything but think of you."
"Could I kiss you now? I've been dreaming of it for weeks."
"Me too."
"Just a kiss? She's probably not asleep yet."
"I know."
They kissed very tenderly, slowly, achingly, one of the most
romantic kisses of Laura's life. Their tongues intermingled, but
not in a fiery, urgent way. Instead, they coiled together, licking,
stroking, communicating. Laura caressed Trina's phenomenally smooth
dark cheek, and Trina's fingers touched Laura's neck.
Laura unbuttoned the first two buttons of Trina's shirt,
kissing the smooth dark skin of her throat and her chest. Then she
unbuttoned two more and her lips reached the upper slopes of Trina's
breasts, dipped into the deep valley between them. Trina was not
wearing a bra, as Laura had noted earlier when trying to keep her
eyes off the huge, floating bulbs of her nipples under the shirt.
But Laura didn't want Trina to get the wrong idea, so she went
no further for the moment. Her lips came up Trina's beautiful neck
again, found Trina's mouth, and they kissed again, a long, deep,
emotional kiss.
"Can I touch you?" she whispered.
"Hon', you can touch me anywhere," Trina breathed. "I want to
touch you too."
She began to unbutton Laura's shirt too. Laura watched.
"God, you wearing that bra again," Trina grinned. "What are
you trying to do, drive me crazy?"
"Yes."
"I never seen anything so sexy."
"I'll get you one," Laura said, unbuttoning the rest of
Trina's buttons. "But you have to promise to wear it only for me."
She was teasing, but Trina took her seriously. "You don't
wear this one only for me," she pouted.
An icicle of fear stabbed Laura, but she recovered quickly.
She took Trina's face in both hands and kissed Trina passionately.
"I do now," she said.
Her hands dropped from Trina's face to her shirt and pulled it
open, then covered Trina's naked breasts and squeezed them gently.
They kissed again, harder. Trina's fingers began fiddling with the
catch of Laura's bra.
She got it loose, and Laura lifted her arms long enough for
the shirt to come off and the straps to slide down and off. Now
Trina's hands cupped Laura's breasts.
"I dreamed of doing this," Trina breathed into Laura's neck.
"And did you come, doing that too?" Laura giggled softly.
"You bet I did. You know, since we had that little . . .
trouble, I've had about, oh I don't know, about five different comes
dreaming about you."
"Really?" Laura stuck her tongue into Trina's marvelous ear.
"Are you sure you didn't help them along?"
"Only help I need is to think of you," Trina whispered, eyes
rolling up as Laura's mouth slipped down to one of her breasts and
Laura's lips drew her huge nipple inside. "Oh! Oh . . . god yes!"
Laura realized that neither of them was willing to wait for
Shawna to fall asleep. Trina was sighing and writhing, and Laura
bent over her beautiful breasts, straddling one of Trina's thighs to
get closer, holding them in her hands and devouring the plump,
gleaming nipples hungrily.
"Suck harder . . . suck harder . . . oh god yes!" Trina panted
to her, watching Laura nearly swallow her wet black nipples.
Laura was carried away. She held them and sucked them, licked
and teased and squeezed them, sucked them harder, rubbing her thigh
into Trina's crotch at the same time, delirious with love and lust
and frantic passion for Trina's marvelous body. And Trina quickly
grew more aroused than either had expected.
"Oh god . . . Laura! I'm gonna come! Unhhh! Oh!"
"Do it, honey, do it, yes," Laura said, bringing her thigh up
more firmly into Trina's crotch, sucking one of her thick, bulbous
nipples even harder.
She pinched the other one and pushed her knee harder into
Trina's pussy, even though the cloth of her own pants and Trina's
separated them. Trina quivered sharply, then came in rapid
convulsions.
"Auunnngghh! Oh god Laura! Aunngghh! Ungghhh! Oh! Oh
shit!" she gasped, her body twisting and shuddering as the sweet
shocks hit her.
Then she lay back in the sofa cushions, breathing hard, eyes
glassy as she smiled up. Laura rolled to the side, removing her leg
from between Trina's thighs. She kissed Trina's slack mouth
lovingly.
"You must be horny if you couldn't even wait to get your
clothes off," Laura teased her softly.
"You must be a witch if you can make me come like that, so
quick," Trina teased back.
"Bet I can do it again."
"I think she's asleep by now. Let's go in the bedroom. My
turn."
Both were naked from the waist up. They grabbed their shirts,
and Laura her black lacy bra, and tiptoed past Shawna's bedroom.
Trina peaked inside, but Shawna was sound asleep. Her bedroom was
right next to Trina's, though, so they had never really had been
able to let go completely with one another except on the first
night, when Shawna had been away.
In Trina's bedroom, after shutting the door behind them, Laura
pushed her naked breasts into Trina's naked back and nuzzled the
back of her neck.
"I love Shawna," she murmured, "but next time she's away I'm
going to take you to my place and rape you until you scream in
ecstacy."
Trina slowly turned around, beaming. "I just love the way you
talk. I bet you mean it, too."
"I do mean it. I can't really rape you here, because we'll
wake her."
"Why don't you try it and see what happens?" Trina dared her.
Slowly, tantalizingly, Laura began to lower the zipper on
Trina's jeans. Trina began to unzip Laura's too. Their naked
breasts brushed, their nipples kissing. They both looked down,
watching their nipples touch, electrified by the sensations.
Their mouths came together, their naked breasts mashed
together, and they fell on the bed, both wriggling out of their
jeans and their panties as fast as they could.
"Oh god, honey, I want you, I want you, I've missed you so
much," Laura panted, her hands racing all over Trina's magnificent
smooth naked body.
"Oh hon', I've missed you too," Trina murmured, taking the
upperhand, forcing Laura onto her back, kissing Laura's breasts,
sucking Laura's nipples aggressively, dipping her hand between
Laura's thighs.
Laura was already very wet, and Trina's mouth and hands on her
body made her flow quicken. After sucking both of her nipples
hungrily, Trina slid lower, kissing Laura all the way, until her
lips reached Laura's oozing slit. Trina made love to it more
passionately than she had ever done, stabbing her tongue deep into
Laura's pussy, then flicking Laura's clit with it, until Laura came
in about a minute.
"Auunnghhh! Oh . . . Jesus, Trina! Aunngghhh!" she cried
out, her body arching and straining, her pelvis quivering
uncontrollably as sharp spasms of rapture began to shake her.
It was a sweet, long, convulsive orgasm, with Trina stroking
and licking her throughout, and when it was over Laura was overcome
with emotion. She pulled Trina up and hugged her and kissed her
fervently.
"God, Trina, I can't live without you," she said. "I'm so
sorry I ever hurt you, I'll never hurt you again."
"Don't be making no promises, hon'," Trina murmured, kissing
her back eagerly, smiling, still caressing Laura suggestively,
obviously not content to stop here.
"Ohhhhh!" Laura sighed. "God . . . that feels so good, god,
honey, you're going to make me come again if you keep that up.
Unhh! Oh Trina oh!"
Trina slid back down and kissed Laura's wet, throbbing pussy
again, tonguing and sucking it hungrily, bringing Laura to another
quick orgasm, and then another much more drawn out one that left
Laura quivering and moaning in wild ecstacy. She knew how Trina had
missed her since she had never made love to Laura so aggressively,
so hungrily, before. It was more Laura's style to physically
consume her partner than to be consumed herself, except perhaps when
she was doing the rough stuff with Karen, or Barbara.
"You're so hot," she whispered to Trina afterward. "You were
never so hot with me before."
Trina smiled. "I dreamed about loving you," she confessed.
"I dreamed about how I was going to do it."
"Were those the times you came?"
Trina nodded. She looked away bashfully. "It made me decide
nothing should keep us apart. I never felt this way about anybody
else."
"But you're so beautiful," Laura said. "I can't see why men
aren't fighting each other just to see who gets the chance to do
this with you. What I'm lucky enough to be doing."
Trina grinned more broadly now. "They are," she said quietly.
"They be pestering me all the time."
"Are you sure you wouldn't rather be with one of them?"
"Are you kidding, Laura? They worse than you are, bopping one
chick after another, then dropping by here hoping they can bop me."
Laura was briefly hurt by the comparison, but tried to
disguise it. Nevertheless, Trina, who was very sensitive, spotted
it.
"Oh, hon', I'm sorry, I didn't mean it that way," she
hurriedly said.
"You did too," Laura said softly, eyes tearing in the usual
way that made her hate herself for seeming such a fraud. "I feel so
awful. I hate it that I hurt you."
Trina kissed her, long, searchingly, then kissed her bare
shoulders where the scratches had been. Laura was so glad that
Sholandra had been tamer this time. And that the bruises left by
Karen had faded, at least enough not to be noticed in the dim light.
But the very fact that Trina was looking made her nervous.
She quickly turned up the heat herself, sucking Trina's
extraordinary breasts again and bringing her to the brink by
massaging her pussy at the same time, until Trina was twisting and
moaning under her. Laura was so full of hot desire for this
beautiful woman that she wanted to give her the wildest moment in
bed she had ever had. And yet she knew Shawna was asleep in the
next room, and might awaken if her mommy cried out too sharply.
So, even though it was hard, she moderated her passion. But
she did draw things out, for the first time, until Trina was
literally begging to come. Laura was always so hungry for Trina's
voluptuous naked body that she could never restrain herself. But
now she made love to Trina slowly, patiently, bringing her to a
peak, then backing off, bringing her up again, backing off.
She turned Trina over onto her stomach and rubbed her back,
kissing the smooth, miraculous flesh all the way down to Trina's
ass, which she then explored in loving detail.
"God, you have such a beautiful ass," she murmured to Trina,
kissing the firm round globes, taking springy chunks between her
teeth, making Trina squeal softly in excitement.
This was all part of Laura's plan. Trina grew so wet that her
own pussy juices easily lubricated Laura's forefinger. Laura had
wriggled her tongue into Trina's ass once before, providing Trina
with a shocking and sudden orgasm, but she had never done this. To
distract her, Laura kept kissing and sucking the smooth flesh of
Trina's ass as she insinuated her finger into the girl's dark crack.
"Annhhgg!" Trina groaned, and her body suddenly tensed as
Laura's finger found its mark and slipped inside. "What . . . what
you doing?" she looked back over her shoulder, eyes streaked with
fire.
"I'm fucking your beautiful ass," Laura murmured sexily as she
began to move the finger in and out.
Trina wanted to object but couldn't. She was incapacitated by
the wild, overpowering sexual sensations as Laura fingerfucked and
kissed her ass at the same time, and also rubbed her wet pussy with
her other hand.
"Ohhhnn . . . ohnnnn! God, Laura . . . please!" Trina moaned,
only half-coherently, not knowing what she was asking.
"Roll over, honey, roll over," Laura coaxed her, pulling a
pillow under her ass to elevate her groin for the final assault.
In a sexual trance, Trina obeyed, squeezing her own luscious
breasts and twisting her excited thick nipples as she watched
Laura's tongue snake in and out of her wet, open pussy. Laura's
finger was still in her ass, but temporarily motionless.
But now Laura began to move it again, harder this time,
thrusting, fucking Trina's asshole more deliberately with it now,
and sucking and licking Trina's pussy more vigorously. She knew
Trina would explode in seconds, but again she drew back, not
stopping but tailing off, lower the intensity level.
Trina's whole delicious body quivered in a frenzy of sexual
need. "Ohhhnnn . . . ohnnnn Laura! Oh!"
Laura teased Trina's clit with her tongue until Trina's pelvis
was churning, jerking out of control, her whimpers desperate and
shrill. Laura's finger slid deep into Trina's ass, bringing tears
briefly to her eyes, her delectable ass squirming up off the pillow.
"Ungghh! Oh shit! God . . . Laura ungghh! Oh! Hon' . . .
I'm gonna come . . . now . . . oh, do me hard, Laura! Please!"
Laura gave in. She knew Trina would come any second, and the
point of maximum tension had been reached.
"Oh baby . . . you're going to come so hard," she panted,
teasing Trina's clit one last time before delivering the final
onslaught.
Trina's hips quivered. She whimpered hysterically. Oh now,
now, baby! Laura thought.
Thrusting her finger rapidly and deeply in and out of Trina's
asshole, raping it, she also closed her lips over Trina's excited
and clit, sucking and tonguing it wildly. Trina exploded. The
uprushing orgasm wrenched her straining body, and soft caws of
unbearable ecstacy came from deep in her throat.
Trina's climax was so severe that it robbed her lungs of
breath for a few seconds, and Laura thought that was lucky since she
would surely have screamed, awakening Shawna in the next room.
Laura had one hand free and was able to yank a pillow over to
Trina's face before she began to moan sharply, her beautiful naked
body still undulating as the wrenching shocks of her orgasm shook
her.
"Put your mouth in the pillow," Laura said, pushing it toward
her, and Trina turned her face just as a helpless cry of deep
rapture gushed from her throat.
Her orgasm seemed to last for about two full minutes, with
numerous aftershocks that left her quivering and moaning in Laura's
arms. Laura had wanted to go on, to see if she could find Trina's
g-spot and make her nearly die of coming, but she knew that was
risking too much, with Shawna nearby, and would have to wait.
Instead, she held Trina and kissed her until Trina regained her
senses.
"You should tell me when you're going to do something like
that," Trina whispered hoarsely. "I wasn't ready."
"No one's ever ready to come that hard."
"I thought my heart was going to stop."
"I thought you were going to wake your baby next door."
"She would've thought you were murdering me."
"I know. That's why I stopped."
"Stopped? You wanted to go on?" Trina grinned in disbelief.
"I wanted to devour you," Laura confessed. "I wanted to keep
fucking you until you came another ten times."
"Mercy, I believe you mean it."
"I do mean it. You must come to my place, the next time she's
visiting away."
Trina's eyes sparkled with love and sexual excitement. "You
got a date, hon'."
It was getting late by now, but they couldn't part without
another long, slow sixty-nine, each yielding to the other, Laura
first, then Trina, so that both had very deep, satisfying orgasms.
By the time Laura left, she felt they had put the episode of the
shoulder scratches behind them, and that Trina was again the deepest
love she had had since Jonelle, and before that, Rina.