Laura - 131

     Feeling totally exhausted and satiated after her hot
tryst with Trina, and after days of fucking with Sholandra,
Bernice, Randi, and of course Trina twice, Laura was ready
to give her body a rest for a few days.  But then the day
after this episode with Trina her work team was again thrown
together for an entire day, and much of it she spent with
Randi, trying hard not to let the others know that she and
Randi had screwed each other senseless all last Saturday
afternoon.

     Randi evidently had the same problem.  Her dark eyes,
every time she looked at Laura, were murky and swimming with
sex, so hot and inviting and Laura stopped meeting her gaze,
afraid the other team members would sense this wild
electricity that flowed between them.  But whenever Randi
wasn't looking at her, Laura was unable to stop herself from
devouring the girl's body with her eyes.  Her wonderful
braids, which Laura had nuzzled and buried her face in, were
even more enchanting.

     I fucked her, she thought, amazed.  Only three days
ago.  She fucked me.  We did it all afternoon.  Then why do
I feel this way, as though I'd dump everything, job, Trina,
everything, just to do it again?

     They lingered behind at lunchtime, waiting until the
others had left the room.  The situation reminded Laura of
her first meeting with Yvette, long ago, in similar
circumstances.

     "Don't close the door!" she said to Randi, who already
had it half shut.  "People will be suspicious."

     "Okay," Randi shrugged.  She lowered her voice.  "I was
only hoping for a kiss."

     Laura's eyes burned into hers.  "We can't stop with a
kiss."

     "I know.  God, I'm so wet," Randi said, under her
breath.

     "Me too."

     "Maybe we could go in the restroom."

     "Not very private."

     Randi came closer, eyes smoldering.     "Laura, I never
met anybody like you.  I want you.  I'd do anything to have
you right now."

     "Me too.  I want you like crazy," Laura said.

     She thought of the hotel across the street, where she
and Yvette had once nearly torn each other apart during the
lunch hour.  Should they risk it?

     "Come over to my place after the meeting," she
whispered.

     "I hope I can wait."

     "We have to wait."

     Randi leaned close.  "Just so you know.  I never felt
this way about any man."

     Laura felt dizzy with sexual excitement and happiness.
It thrilled her to be so desired, by such a beautiful woman.
She reached up, caressing Randi's sexy braids.

     "You like them, don't you," Randi whispered.

     "I could eat you alive," Laura whispered back.

     "Let's have lunch."

     "We can't have lunch together.  It's too obvious what
we want to be doing."
     "I know.  I couldn't take my eyes off you this
morning."

     Laura wrote down her address on a scrap of paper and
gave it to Randi.  Randi grabbed her hand and squeezed,
looking deep into Laura's eyes.  They were frozen like that,
gazing deep into each other's eyes, fucking each other
through the eyes, when Sholandra suddenly poked her head in
the doorway of the conference room.

     "Oh, there you are," she said brightly.  "Anna Green
told me I could find you here."

     But then Sholandra stopped.  She had seen they way they
were looking at each other.  And she also saw the
embarrassment, as they broke their glance to acknowledge
her.

     "Oh . . . Sholandra," Laura gasped in shock.

     She could see the fire rising in Sholandra's eyes as
she looked at Randi, then at Laura.  Sholandra even began
sputtering, as if about to erupt in a horrific rage.  But
then she realized that to do so would mark her as a lesbian
too, flaming in jealousy over Randi, and so she quickly
suppressed her anger.

     But somehow this made tears well up and begin to pour
down her cheeks.  "Oh Laura," she moaned softly, looking
tragically rejected.  "Oh . . . Laura," she murmured again,
backing toward the door.

     "Sholandra . . . please," Laura said, starting after
her.

     "No!" Sholandra shook her head, then spun around and
fled down the hallway.

     Laura walked back over to Randi.  "I . . . I'm sorry,"
she said, almost inaudibly.

     "What are you sorry for?" Randi asked clearly, with a
trace of asperity.

     "I don't know."

     "She an ex girlfriend?"

     Laura nodded slowly.  Randi suddenly grew a little
stiffer than before.

     "She's pretty," Randi said.

     Laura nodded again.  "Very."

     "You have a little thing about the sistas, Laura?"

     Laura's neck almost hurt as she whipped her head
around, facing Randi.  "She's actually . . . my first," she
lied, gulping, hoping she wouldn't blush at such a bold
falsehood.

     "Not your first girl."

     "No . . . first, you know, black---"

     "First black girl.   Oh, I see.  She must've been good,
since you like me."

     Laura glowered at her.  "I like you because you're you.
It has nothing to do with her."

     Randi handed her back the slip of paper.  "I don't know
whether I can make it tonight."

     Laura's heart sank.  Oh god!  "Randi . . . you can't .
. . just because of her . . ."

     "I can sure put myself in her shoes," Randi said,
evenly.  "That girl was hurt bad."

     "Life hurts," Laura said, softly.  "You know that."

     They just looked at one another for a long time,
without speaking.  Laura realized that tears were rolling
down her own cheeks.  See? she thought.  I'm just as capable
of a cheap manipulation as that little bitch Sholandra is.

     Randi walked over and brushed them away with the side
of her hand.  "Don't.  You don't have to cry over me.  I'm
just as wet for you as I ever was," she whispered.  "Just
got a little jealous for a minute, that's all."

     Laura smiled ruefully.

     "Gimme back that piece of paper."

     "Are you sure?"

     Randi looked both ways, furtively.  Then, remembering
Sholandra, she took Laura's hand and pulled her over behind
the open door, so that they were not visible from the
hallway.  She took Laura's face in both hands and gave her a
scorching kiss, slithering her tongue deep into Laura's
mouth.

     Laura's pulse shot up.  She almost fell into Randi's
deep, murky gaze.  "Nobody ever fucked me like you did on
Saturday," she whispered.  "Nobody."

     "I want to fuck you like that right now," Laura
whispered back.

     Randi dropped her hands, releasing Laura's face,
grinning devilishly.  "You're right, we shouldn't have lunch
together.  It's too obvious.  I only hope I can prevent
myself from eating you with my eyes through the rest of the
meeting."

     They each had the same problem throughout the rest of
the day.  They were painstakingly careful not to look at
each other.  Each time Laura's eyes fell briefly, casually,
on Randi, she could feel a hot throbbing deep inside her
cunt, a fierce desire, an almost impossible longing.  The
curve of Randi's throat, the smooth dark velvet of her
cheek, the thrust of her breasts under her red silk blouse,
the sleek black beauty of her long legs, all were enough to
make Laura quiver in a feverish fit of lust.

     Randi apparently had the same problem.  She and Laura
left the room separately, so as not to call attention to
themselves.  They met at Laura's cubicle.  Laura had never
seen Randi so hot, so transparently hungry, not even last
Saturday during their first sexual encounter.

     "I'm dying for it," Randi confessed to her in a
whisper.  "If you touched me right now, I'd come."

     "I'll wait for you at the parking lot exit," Laura
said.  "You can follow me."

     "Drive fast."

     When they reached Laura's apartment house, they rode
the elevator up to her floor, trying not to touch.  Oh god,
Laura thought, it's going to be one of those wild rape
scenes.  She had had them with Yvette, and with Karen.  They
were almost unbearably exciting.  And now she knew she and
Randi would fall on one another like two ravenously horny
she-cats as soon as she locked the door behind them.

     Her hand even shook as she was unlocking her door.

     "Wow," Randi said when she saw Laura's apartment.
"Nice place!"

     Laura locked the door securely.  She turned to Randi,
whose eyes were again smoldering.  They kissed right inside
the door.  It was a wild, frantic, devouring kiss.

     "At least let's go in to the sofa," Laura panted as
they began hurriedly to unbutton each other's clothes.

     "Let's go in to the bed," Randi breathed hotly into her
ear.  "Quick."

     Laura took her hand and they both almost ran down the
short hall to the bedroom.  Laura shut the door.  She
snatched at the buttons of Randi's blouse.

     "Don't rip it," Randi said, pulling Laura's out of her
skirt, unzipping it an instant later.

     "God, I want you," Laura panted softly, kissing Randi's
wonderful, smooth neck as she unbuttoned the red blouse.

     Her lips descended as it came open.  She kissed the
valley between Randi's breasts.  She struggled with Randi to
get the sleeves off her arms.  Laura's fingers found the bra
clasp.  It was a very sexy black lacy bra.

     "You wore this for me, didn't you," Laura asked.

     Randi gave a low, throaty laugh.  "I thought you'd like
it.  You do, don't you?"
     "I like to take it off," Laura murmured, peeling the
cups away from Randi's beautiful round breasts.

     Randi's dark nipples were large, gleaming, puffy,
inviting.  Unable to restrain herself, Laura devoured them,
first one, then the other, sucking hard, pinching them
between her tongue and the roof of her mouth.  Randi yelped
softly while pulling off Laura's blouse with equal urgency,
her fingers tearing at Laura's bra clasp.

     Now they went wild, as Laura had predicted they would.
They fell onto the bed half-clothed, kissing and biting and
squeezing one another, tearing the rest their clothes off
and squirming together, luxuriating in the feel of their
warm, smooth, naked bodies touching everywhere.  Laura could
not let go of Randi's exquisite breasts, and so they managed
to twist their bodies around so that Randi could suck
Laura's while Laura sucked hers.  In this way they raised
each other's lust to a raging fever.

     They didn't kiss or suck each other's breasts gently,
or tenderly.  Instead, each devoured the other, squeezing
her breasts, sucking the nipples hard, nipping them,
whipping up a firestorm of passion.

     "Unh!  Oh . . . ohhhhnnn!" Randi moaned as Laura's
mouth and fingers ravished her beautiful naked breasts.

     And Randi devoured Laura's just as heatedly, bunching
the small, perfect globes up in her hands and suck-biting
Laura's nipples.  Laura went wild.

     "Oh god . . . oh god!" she whimpered.  "Ohhnnn . . . oh
god yes Randi . . . I need to . . . fuck you oh god oh yes!"

     From this position it was only natural for them to
slide further down each other's body into a true sixty-nine,
which they quickly did.  And now each girl assaulted the
other's pussy the same way she had assaulted her breasts,
fiercely, passionately.  It was no gentle love-making but
instead a mutual mouth-rape as they sucked and tongued and
probed each other until both were coming exultantly.

     "Auungghhh!" Randi cried out, coming first, but only by
a split second, her pelvis jerking as she pushed her
flooding pussy up into Laura's mouth.

     "Ohngg!  Oh shit . . . unnghiiimmnnggiieee!" Laura
cried out helplessly, coming in shockingly sharp spasms only
a second later, her whole body quivering in a fierce
ecstacy.

     Even though they both came hard and fast, it didn't
seem to slake their thirst for each other, and they
continued to swarm, turning, kissing, murmuring, panting,
sucking and tonguing.

     "Ohhh . . . you're so beautiful . . . so beautiful,"
Laura moaned softly, pushing her face into Randi's braids,
sucking the flesh of her gleaming shoulder, squeezing one of
Randi's gorgeous breasts and rolling the big, pulpy nipple
in her fingers before sucking it again deep into her mouth.

     "Ahhhnnn!" Randi gasped, nearly swooning as she
surrendered her body to Laura this time, giving herself up
to the sweet rape of Laura's mouth and hands.

     Even now they were not gentle.  Randi writhed and
twisted in Laura's rumpled sheets, moaning and panting and
whimpering excitedly, while Laura fucked her with exuberant
and ingenious relish.  She devoured Randi, pushing her onto
her back and kissing her whole naked body, sucking her
nipples voraciously, toying with Randi's wet pussy until
Randi was whooping and moaning deliriously.

     At Randi's condo on Saturday they had made love with
the sweet tenderness and wonder of a first sexual encounter,
especially Randi's first girl-girl encounter.  Laura
wondered if Randi knew that girl-girl sex could get pretty
rough too, although the girl did bare her teeth now and
then, as her sucking-biting of Laura's nipples during their
previous shared orgasm had demonstrated.

     But now Laura was rougher than she had ever yet been,
squeezing Randi's breasts hard, suck-biting her nipples too,
and fucking her pussy with two fingers, plunging them into
her and raking her knuckle along Randi's clit as she drew
them back out, making Randi shudder and cry out in a kind of
wild sexual arousal.

     "Awwonnngg!" Randi moaned, arching her back, her
breasts quivering, her whole body straining and flexing as
Laura fucked her harder and harder.  "Oh god . . . unh!
Unh!  Unh!  Ungh!  Oh Laura!  Ungh!" she groaned, gyrating
her pelvis, pushing her cunt up into Laura's hand and
keening softly as she felt a consuming orgasm approach.

     Laura sucked her and fucked her hard, and Randi
suddenly froze, her body gripped by a fierce seizure, then
began to come in torrents.  It was clearly the most intense,
agonizing, rapturous orgasm Laura had yet given her.  She
seemed completely stunned by it, breathless, arching and
shuddering, then moaning as the breath flooded back into her
lungs.

     "Auungghhh . . . oohnnn!  Aunngghiieee!  Oh shit oh god
Laura . . . oh!  Oh!  Ouunngghhhh!" she moaned, coming and
coming, her lovely body shaken by each new spasm.  "Oh yes .
. . unh!  Oh yes!  Ohhnn . . . oh yes!"

     Finally, she heaved a long sigh, looking at Laura
through her still-glazed deep brown eyes.  Laura kissed her
tenderly.

     "I love doing it with you," she whispered to Randi.

     "You love doing it to me," Randi corrected.

     "You're right," Laura smiled.  "You're so beautiful
when you come."

     "But you're the one who looks like a model," Randi
said, pulling Laura down onto her back and rolling over on
top of her.  "I like to fuck you too, you know."

     And Randi was not a shy, passive sort of girl.  She
made love to Laura now, very slowly and thoroughly kissing
and caressing Laura's naked body until Laura was feverish
and twisting with need.  In the middle of caressing Laura,
she ran her fingertips across the scabs on Laura's
shoulders.

     "Oooohhh, you been screwing a hellcat, Laura," she
murmured, kissing the pinkish scabs.  "Hope it wasn't me who
put these here."

     "Ohhnnn . . . please," Laura panted, pulling Randi's
face down to her breasts, holding one in her hand and
guiding her throbbing nipple into Randi's mouth.

     Randi didn't mind being distracted from Laura's
scratches, back to her original business.  She sat up and
maneuvered her pussy into Laura's, gazing deep into Laura's
eyes while rocking to and fro, rubbing their wet slits
together, fucking Laura with her eyes and her pussy at the
same time.

     Laura was usually in this position herself, rising up
over her prone lover, jamming her own wet, throbbing pussy
into her lover's open, flaming gash, raping another black
naked beauty and coming unbelievably as she gazed deep into
the girl's dark eyes.  But this time Randi was doing the
work, gyrating her groin into Laura's, while Laura drank in
the girl's beauty with her eyes, watching Randi's wonderful
breasts jiggling under a curtain of sexy braids, watching
the expressions of passion that passed over the girl's
beautiful face as she drew closer and closer to another
climax.

     But Laura came first.  Randi truly fucked her, holding
one of Laura's legs up in the air and kissing Laura's
smooth, shapely calf while grinding her smoking, oozing
pussy into Laura's, raping her, fucking Laura harder as
their climaxes grew closer.

     "Ohhh . . . ohhhh!" Laura moaned, biting her lower lip,
gazing at Randi's incredible face as she spilled over the
edge into a torrent of hot, convulsive coming.

     "Yes . . . girl, oh yes!" Randi panted, nearly coming
herself.

     "Auungghhh!" Laura cried out.  "Oh . . . god!
Auuggnnhiiiieee!  Oh Randi!  Oh yes uungghhhh!  Oh!"

     "Unghh!" Randi groaned, coming a split second later,
throwing her head back.  "Ungghhh!  Ohnngggg!  Oh . . . yes!
Yes . . . unggghhh!"

     As the spasms waned, she disengaged their throbbing
groins and slid forward onto Laura, kissing her
passionately, stroking Laura's naked, still tingling body,
and murmuring wild sexy things to her.  They quickly ended
up fucking again, with very little pause after the last
explosion, kissing tenderly this time and hand-jobbing each
other until they had to break off the kiss to come together,
a soft, blooming, throbbing shared ecstacy that left them
panting and exhausted in each other's arms.

     "See what I mean?" Randi finally whispered to Laura.
"Nobody ever fucked me like that.  Nobody."

     Laura blinked, giving her a droll stare.  "Just who was
fucking whom I'd like to know," she teased.  "You're a hot
little minx."

     "You make me hot."

     "I want to eat you alive.  You're so beautiful."

     "You really think so, don't you."

     "You know you are.  You see the way people look at you.
Especially the men."

     "You're the first woman who ever came on to me."

     Laura pinched her beautiful, round bottom playfully.
"You seduced me, you minx, with those little chemises you
laid out.  How could I resist you?"

     "I really wanted to.  I wanted to do it with you.  I
kind of had the feeling you wanted me.  I could tell from
the way you looked at me.  Like a man.  Like you wanted to
eat me."

     "I did want to eat you.  I want to eat you again."

     Laura was smiling, but she meant it.  This time she ate
Randi's sweet black pussy with all the painstaking skill she
had at her command, and Randi came in two minutes.  Then
they fucked for another hour before stopping short of total
exhaustion.

     They realized that they still had days, maybe weeks, to
spend together on the work team, in close contact every day.
They would have to feast on one another often enough to keep
their lust a secret, but also not so much that they both
became bedraggled and wan from too much fucking.

     "Too much fucking?" Randi whispered to Laura as they
kissed furtively, downstairs at the front door to Laura's
apartment building.  "How could there ever be too much with
you?"

     "Mmmm, I know what you mean," Laura smiled, gently
patting Randi's beautiful rump as Randi left.

     And yet she knew fresh troubles were only beginning for
her, for there were others who also couldn't get enough.