Chapter 147

     Laura's breasts were so damaged from her rough sex with
Karen that she could not risk seeing anyone for two weeks,
until the bruises completely vanished.  Her breasts began to
feel better in a couple of days, but the blotches and weals
were shocking and took a long time to fade.  Doing without
sex was doubly hard because so many beautiful women kept
phoning her, wanting her, wanting her urgently.

     Some of them, like Yvette and Shavon, were desperate to
see her because they could only rarely escape the
surveillance of their husbands and had few chances to fuck
with Laura.  Others, like Sholandra and Vondi, just wanted
to screw, soon, hot and heavy, and Laura was afraid they
would find someone else.  She also got a call from Lorrie
Barnes, the Playmate flight attendant, who wanted to drop by
during a layover "for a little lay," as she put it.

     Laura had to turn all of them down.  Moreover, since
she couldn't tell them "Oh, I was fucking with my old friend
Karen, and we tortured each other's boobies so badly that
the wounds haven't healed yet," she had to make up excuses,
like having her period, or having the flu, or since Yvette
and Sholandra might see her at work, that she was
experiencing a bad urinary infection.  And then she would
dream of fucking them all every night.

     Even though she and Karen had experienced together the
most powerful and violent orgasms either had ever had, in
three days Laura was horny again.  I'm just a sex fiend, she
thought.  I can't live without it.  She used the butterfly
vibrator, jiggling herself into several totally ga-ga
climaxes.  Then she used the bathtub running water trick
Karen had taught her long ago, doing it several nights in
succession and coming exuberantly, biting into a wet
washcloth to keep the sounds from echoing in her bathroom.

     Finally, her breasts were healed.  She examined them
carefully in the mirror.  No marks, no yellowish bruises.
Her nipples were as sensitive as ever, and even checking out
her breasts aroused her.  She was so eager that she called
Vondi immediately and got her answering machine.

     "Dying to see you," she whispered into it.  "I'm
feeling much better, and would like to invite you over.
When are you free?"

     She gave her phone number and hung up, recalling in her
mind's eye Vondi's spectacular breasts and large, swelling
dark nipples.  Oh, I am going to find your g-spot,
sweetheart.  Just watch me.  Nobody ever made you come the
way I will.  She felt wickedly like Kim, the unguided
missile sex machine who had first found her, Laura's, gspot.

     Of course, Vondi was an exotic dancer, so she got home
around 2 a.m.  She woke Laura from a sound sleep.

     "It's me.  Vondi," she whispered, as if she were in the
same room with Laura and reluctant to awaken her.

     "Oh . . . hi," Laura murmured groggily.

     "I woke you up."

     "It's okay."

     "I could come over now," Vondi offered.

     "Now?"

     "I know, you're probably sleepy.  I'm wide awake
because I've been dancing.  I usually don't even wake up
until about three in the afternoon."

     Laura didn't say anything.  She was still gathering her
wits.

     "Oh shit, I forgot," Vondi added hurriedly.  "You might
have someone there with you.  I don't mean to interrupt."

     "No . . . I don't have anybody," Laura said softly.
"You could come over.  The bed's already warm."  She smiled
drowsily.  "I've warmed it up for you."

     "Give me directions," Vondi said.

     Laura wondered if Vondi were as excited as she herself
was.  She had noticed her pussy getting wet even before she
hung up the phone.  Vondi arrived in about fifteen minutes.
Laura put on a light peignoir and let her in.

     "Wow, you look smashing," Vondi smiled.

     "Really?"  Laura wiped the sleep out of her eyes.  "You
woke me up."

     "Oh . . . I'm sorry."  Vondi looked guilty.

    "It's okay," Laura smiled.  "I told you I got the bed
warm.  Want to join me?"

     Vondi winked at her.  "I was thinking of it."

     They went into Laura's bedroom.  Laura lit a candle.
Vondi slipped out of her clothes.  Laura went over to her.

       "Let me take the underwear off," she whispered.
                              
     "You're so romantic," Vondi said softly.  "I've been to
bed with about fifty or sixty guys, and I never felt this
way around them."

     "Really?  So many?"

     "I like dick.  I guess I can't deny it.  They like me,
too."

     "Mmmm, I know why," Laura purred, removing Vondi's bra,
looking down again at the girl's very beautiful naked
breasts.

     Vondi raised her palms and cupped her own breasts,
holding them for Laura.  They were amazingly desirable.
Laura bent and licked one thick, bulbous, gleaming nipple
until Vondi emitted an involuntary sigh.

    "Let's get into that bed," she whispered.  "Before it
gets cold."

     "We can heat it up fast."

     "Honey, I'm on fire already."

    Together they removed Vondi's panties.  Laura ran her
hands over the girl's magnificent ass.  They lay down
together in the sheets, which were still warm from Laura's
body.  Even though Vondi thought Laura was being romantic,
Laura was extremely hungry for her flesh, after two weeks
without.  God, all those men must just fuck her poor brains
out, Laura thought as she began to kiss her mouth and her
neck.

     Vondi was a delicious sex partner, as Laura remembered
from their time together with Shavon.  She responded quickly
and excitedly to everything.  She knew her body was very
desirable and enjoyed giving it, taking great pleasure from
the pleasure others took in fucking her.

     Laura feasted on her breasts, not having to share them
this time with Shavon.  They were miracles, though man-made
miracles.  Firm and jutting, they didn't slack out when
Vondi lay on her back, but were perfectly malleable to
Laura's touch, though she squeezed them more gently than she
would have squeezed normal breasts.

    Vondi's nipples reminded Laura of Rina's and Trina's,
beautiful soft cones that protruded from her breasts,
swelling and puffy, the centers pushing up even further.
There was a shiny crescent of scar tissue at the bottom of
each nipple, where the incisions had been made to slip in
the implants.  Laura kissed the scars, licked them, then
curled her tongue around one thick, black nipple, teasing
the center.

     She knew Vondi's nipples still had plenty of feeling in
them, since in their previous encounter she and Shavon and
sucked them hungrily.  But she was uneasy about how far to
go.

     "Can I really pinch them and suck them hard?" she asked
tentatively.

     "Watch me," Vondi smiled mischievously.

     First she grabbed her own breasts with her hands,
massaging them roughly, then twisting her soft nipples in
her thumbs and forefingers, finally pinching them hard,
harder, until they sprung up erect and hard.  Vondi bit her
lower lip, twisting and pulling them.  Then she cupped one
breast in both hands and pulled the nipple up to her mouth,
sucking it inside, nipping it with her teeth.  Her breath
accelerated as she did this, and her eyes grew hot with
lust.

     "I never could do that before I had the operation," she
panted, finally releasing her wet nipple, letting her breast
go.

     Laura quickly took over.  "I want to swallow them," she
murmured to Vondi.

     "Go right ahead, do it," Vondi smiled.

     Laura indulged herself.  For the next five minutes, she
tongued and sucked Vondi's beautiful nipples until both
girls were wildly overheated and panting heavily.  She
pinched them in her fingers, and nipped them playfully with
her teeth, then sucked each one deep into her mouth, until
Vondi moaned and twisted excitedly.

     "Girl, you like sucking titties more than most dudes I
ever knew," she gasped to Laura.

     "I love sucking these," Laura confessed.

     Vondi pulled Laura face up to hers and kissed Laura, a
kiss of scorching, steaming passion that quickly spilled
over.  Vondi's eyes were swirling when they pulled apart.

     "I want to eat your pretty pussy," Laura whispered.
                              
    "I hope you like a juicy one, Laura, because mine is
overflowing," Vondi whispered back.

     "I want to swallow your pussy juice," Laura breathed in
her ear.  "I want to make you come like no `dick' ever
does."

     She slipped down between Vondi's parting thighs and
kissed the girl everywhere around her pretty, shaved pussy,
circling in on it, making Vondi nearly die of anticipation.
There was no sharing, no distraction this time, nothing to
prevent Laura from a full, patient enjoyment of Vondi's
delicious body.  The girl's pussy was beautiful, with thick
outer lips and long thin inner lips, a puckering feast of
wet pink inside, with a fat little bulb of a clit at the
top.

    Laura began to lick it skillfully, parting the inner
lips with her thumbs and sliding her tongue deep inside,
hearing Vondi whimper uncontrollably.  She had eaten Vondi's
pussy before, when both she and Shavon had fucked her, but
it wasn't the same because now she could take her time and
give it the attention it deserved.  She knew Vondi thought
of herself as a sort of sexual professional, because of all
the men she had fucked.  But when it came to giving
pleasure, Laura knew she had a bag of tricks even Vondi had
never experienced, certainly not with any man.

     And Vondi quickly realized it too.  She moaned and
twisted in the sheets, digging her fingers into the firm
flesh of her thighs as Laura drove her crazy with sweet,
clever caresses, sucking and licking her very juicy pussy
until she was on the verge of coming sharply, but drawing
back to prolong it, then raising the temperature again.  By
now Laura knew that she could make the girl come wildly,
even from the start.  Vondi came easily and quickly, and the
problem was not making her come but preventing her from
coming until Laura was ready.

    This she was an expert at doing.  She teased the girl
mercilessly, until Vondi was writhing, pinching her own
nipples, churning her hips, panting uncontrollably.

    "Do it, girl . . . oh do it . . . yes!  Yes!  Unh unh
unh!  Oh shit . . . I'm gonna come, Laura!  Please!  Please
. . . oh harder, harder!  Yes.  Unghhh!  Oh god!"

     "Mmmm, you want me to find your g-spot, don't you?"
Laura teased, kissing Vondi's clit, then insinuating one
long forefinger into her pussy, turning it to probe for the
magic spot.

     But Vondi was speechless.  Her lovely body
churned and quivered, her hips gyrating
frantically as Laura raised the heat level,
probing, fingerfucking her slowly, tickling
Vondi's clit with the tip of her tongue.  This
was what she had wanted by getting Vondi alone,
not having to share her with Shavon.  Now she,
Laura, could enjoy every second of it.

     And Vondi, caught in the grip of a wild
sexual delirium, was very beautiful, her body
completely pliant to Laura's caresses, her face
contorted by desperate needs. Her breasts
jiggled, and her stomach heaved and dipped, her
hips undulating rapidly, her breath short and
jagged.  Her hands stroked Laura's hair, and
then her fingers scrabbled in it, pulling
Laura's head forward, pulling Laura's face
harder into her streaming pussy.

   "Oh god Laura . . . please!" she gasped,
                   panting,
writhing.  "Oh . . . please!"

     "Oh baby yes . . . you're going to come so
hard," Laura murmured to her, still probing . .
. probing with her finger.

     It caught them both by surprise.  The
instant that Laura's fingertip pressed the
hidden bundle of nerves inside the front wall of
Vondi's pussy, Vondi's body seized up in a
sharp, paralytic spasm.  Her breath stopped.
Her flesh strained, muscles flexing, and she
exploded in torrents of coming.  She was coming
long before her voice returned in high-pitched
squeals and whimpering.

"Annghiiiee!  Oh!  Nggggeee!  Oh  . . . oh shit
oh god Laur    . . . unhhnniieee!" she cried
out, thrashing and
straining as one after another orgasm wrenched
her body.

     She came twice in quick succession, but
Laura held on tenaciously, refusing to let her
stop.  She slid two fingers deep into Vondi's
tight pussy, hand-fucking her hard and
assaulting the girl's clit with her mouth at the
same time. Vondi came again, her glazed eyes
catching Laura's, showing a quick streak of
shock that this completely shattering sexual
experience could be happening to her.
     "Oh god . . . oh god!" she gasped
helplessly.
  But now Laura was on top of her, with her two
                     fingers
still probing skillfully in Vondi's cunt, but
sucking her thick, bulbous nipples now too,
fucking and sucking her hard and passionately
until Vondi spilled over again in two jolting,
spasming orgasms, whinnying hysterically as the
shocks of rapture overpowered her.  That made
five, and Laura was willing to let her down
after the fifth one.  She withdrew her hand,
wiping it on the sheet, kissing Vondi's cheek,
while Vondi slowly began to drift down from a
peak of sexual fulfillment she had never
imagined possible.

     Bleary-eyed, Vondi propped herself up on
her elbows, squinting at Laura.  "Girl, you
didn't give me no hint last time that you would
do that," she gasped hoarsely.

     "Well . . . things were a little different
with Shavon there," Laura said softly.  "Did you
like it?"

   Vondi smiled and rubbed her pussy with two fingers
gingerly.  "I came five times.  The horniest

stud I ever went to bed with took all night to
make me come five times. You did it in five
minutes."

     "I just, you know, found the right spot,"

     Laura smiled. "Honey, you sure did.  I hope
     you can find it again." "Oh, I most likely
     can."

 Vondi pulled her down and embraced her, rubbing
their naked bodies together.  "Girl, you are a
miracle.  I want you to lay back and open those
beautiful long legs for me, because you are way
behind.  And I mean to get you caught up before
we go a step further."

  She made love to Laura aggressively, and even
                     though
Laura came only twice, it was not for lack of
trying on Vondi's part.

     "I want you to come again," she panted to
Laura.  "You have to come again."

  "I will . . . I will," Laura giggled softly.
                      "It's
three o'clock in the morning.  I'm tired, I need
a little sleep.  Here, sleep with me, and when
we wake up we'll fuck like mad before I have to
go to work."

  Vondi nuzzled her, smiling.  "I love to fuck
                    like mad
with you.  No dude ever made me feel the way you
do."

     "Oh, you know that's not true," Laura
scoffed.  "You are the least likely lesbian of
any girl I ever slept with."

     "Why you say that?" Vondi frowned.

  "You couldn't give up those long, hard ones.
                      Admit
it."

 "I do like the feel of a hard cock pushing into
                       my
little pussy," Vondi confessed.  "But they don't
make me come the way you do."

    "Good."  Laura pinched her delectable ass
                   playfully.
"Then you'll have to pay me a visit once in a
while."

     "I heard that," Vondi nodded, almost
ruefully.  "Ain't nothin' like you in the rest
of the world."

     They slept, then awoke around six a.m. and
fucked `like mad,' as Laura had predicted they
would.  Vondi finally got her way, making Laura
come three more times with ease, and came twice
more herself, before they finally stopped since
Laura would soon be late for work.