Chapter 148

     Two nights after Laura's 2 a.m. tryst with Vondi, she
got a frantic phone call from Shavon, whose husband would be
leaving town that evening.  She was desperate to see Laura,
and a few hours later they ended up in her bed fucking in a
frenzy.  Laura told her nothing about seeing Vondi alone,
and did not tell Vondi about seeing Shavon either.  She
wondered how long this juggling act would remain possible,
but for her the joys of fucking with them together were
outweighed by the intense delights of having each one
separately, and she began to think they felt the same.

     She also had to add Randi and Sholdandra to the juggle,
but it was hard to feel sorry for herself when she had four
gorgeous women to fuck, all of whom were dying to share her
bed.  It helped keep her mind off Trina.

      One afternoon, she got a phone call at work from
Shavon.  She was sure it was to arrange another secret
tryst, that Shavon's husband was leaving town and they would
be together tonight.  But instead, Shavon was in a big hurry
to get to the airport.  Her husband was in New York and
wanted her to fly in for the weekend.  She wanted Laura to
drop by her apartment that evening to water her plants and
to pick up the T-bone steaks she had left to thaw, so at
least someone could enjoy them.  Her sister Vanessa had a
spare key and would meet her there with it.

     Laura agreed, only wondering after she hung up why
Vanessa couldn't do all these favors herself.  She went
there right after work, and found Vanessa already there.  A
feeling of deja vu came over her.  It was very hot, and
Vanessa was wearing cutoffs and a short midriff blouse.  The
same thing Chanitra had been wearing when Laura first met
her.  And Chanitra was the sister of Laura's lover, too.

     The resemblance, however, ended there.  Vanessa, as
Shavon had mentioned, was older than Chanitra had been at
the time-nineteen.  She was more self-assured, a college
girl.  Chanitra was very black, but Vanessa had caf‚-au-lait
skin and a fetching short haircut.  She also had a button
nose and a cuter than cute smile.  She was certainly not
drop-dead gorgeous like Shavon, but devastatingly cute.  And
her body, which Laura tried not to stare at, was very
beautiful.  She had long legs, almost completely revealed by
the cutoffs.  They weren't perfect legs, again not like
Chanitra's, or Yvette's (those genes again), but they were
mighty good, long and shapely.  Laura wanted to touch them,
and Vanessa caught her looking at them.

       "You must be Laura, the gorgeous one," she said
sassily, letting Laura in.

     Laura laughed self-deprecatingly.  "Who told you that?"

     "I have eyes."  Vanessa's own black eyes flashed
mischievously.  "And Shavon told me you were.  I can see she
wasn't lying.  You look like one of those models.  How does
it feel to have all that hair?"

     "It just a pain in the ass, really," Laura smiled.
                              
     "But it must be a magnet to the dudes."

     "You must be Vanessa.  She told me about you, too."
                              
     "Let me guess.  `Vain, boy-crazy, and plays a mean
third base.'  Right?"

     "Do you play ball?  I used to play ball."

     "Soft ball," Vanessa nodded.  "Shavon thinks I'm a
tomboy."

     "I played first base."

     "Why did you quit?"

     "It got in the way of my job, I guess.  And it wore me
out."

     They sat and talked very naturally.  Laura had no
trouble liking Vanessa very much.  And Vanessa seemed to
like her.  Even though she was physically attractive to
Laura, Laura was relieved not to be obsessed by the need to
fuck her.  Although I sure would like to, she thought,
falling into the girl's infectious smile.

    "I've got a question for you," Laura said.  "Why did
Shavon want me to come over here when you were already
coming over?"

     "Your guess is as good as mine.  Maybe she doesn't
think I know how to water plants."

    "Maybe she just wanted to make sure somebody came, at
least," Laura laughed.

    "Are you two guys sleeping together?" Vanessa asked,
out of the blue.

     Laura blushed sharply, hot red.  "What . . . makes you
ask that?"

    "Oh . . . I don't know."  Again Vanessa gave her the
piercingly cute smile.  "The way she talks about you, I
guess.  Like you were some kind of special angel or
something.  And I didn't realize how really beautiful you
were until now.  Shavon seems to like you more than she ever
liked anybody.  Even her husband.  And I also saw you
looking at my legs.  I never had anybody look at them that
way but a man."

     Laura tried to remain calm.  Vanessa had seen right
through her in only five minutes.

     "Oh . . . probably somebody has," Laura stammered
awkwardly.  "You just didn't see her."  She turned her face
away momentarily from the enchantingly direct girl.  It was
too embarrassing to be blushing so hard, and the blush
didn't seem to be fading.  Laura was mortified.  "She
probably was more careful than I was.  Your legs are very
beautiful."

    "Not as beautiful as yours," Vanessa smiled cutely, a
shockingly cute smile, her black eyes sparkling with
mischief.

     "Now who was looking," Laura said.

    "I like to compare.  Though usually not with a white
woman.  All that hair, for example.  It puts me at a
disadvantage."

       "I hardly think so.  You're totally gorgeous."
                              
    Vanessa giggled, swishing her short black hair around
her ears.  "You think so?  And you haven't even seen my
navel ring yet.  I just got it three days ago.  I think it's
wild.  Want to see it?"

     Laura knew she was being toyed with.  But she couldn't
help going along.  Vanessa was truly enchanting, and Laura
was very sexually aroused.

     "Of course I do."

     Vanessa unzipped her cutoffs about two inches,
revealing her navel, an `inny' with a small gold ring
attached at the bottom.  The skin around her navel was
smooth and brown.  Laura wanted to kiss it.

     "Oh, I better be careful," Vanessa said, zipping her
fly right back up quickly.  "You might think I'm trying to
seduce you, since you like girls.  You might think I'm
trying to do a little striptease or something for you."

     "Most of you is naked already," Laura smiled.

    "God, you're right!" Vanessa giggled again.  "Drives
the boys wild.  And the girls," she winked.

    Laura smiled.  She knows how much I want to fuck her,
she thought.  Everybody must want to fuck her.  The
combination of that cute face and gorgeous body is dynamite.

     "Mind if I ask you a question?" Vanessa said.

     Laura shrugged.

    "How did you get interested in . . . you know, girls?
In the first place.  I mean, just the thought of kissing

another girl sort of makes me want to puke.  And you look so

beautiful, like a model or something.  Not like a biker

broad, or whatever they call them.  Dikes."

     "Thank you."

     "So, how did you?"

     "Don't you think that's kind of personal?"

     "Just curious.

     "It didn't make me puke, let's put it that way."
     "Obviously.  Did you go right ahead and do it, right
after the first kiss?  Was she another, you know . . . like
you?  Did she want to go ahead?"

     "You really are curious, aren't you."

     Vanessa nodded.

      Calmly, Laura told her about her first time, with
Karen.  "Neither one of us had ever done it before," she
said.  "With a woman, that is."

     "So you've done it with guys too?"

     Laura nodded.  "I still do, now and then."

     "Really?  I've only had two guys.  I guess I'm real
inexperienced for my age.  But I went with this one guy for
a long time.  Then we broke up, and now I'm going with
another.  But I really like that long, hard dick.  I've
never even thought of kissing another girl before."

     "Even in the shower, at school?" Laura prompted, though

she had never felt like it there either until her affair

with Karen.

     Vanessa shook her head.  "It makes me want-"

     "To puke," Laura said.

     They both laughed.

      "I guess if I were going to do it, then kissing a
really beautiful girl like you would be the way to go."

      "You sound like you might want to give it a try."
                              
    Now Vanessa turned coy, flirtatious.  She crossed and
uncrossed her long, lovely, bare legs just so that Laura
would look at them.

     "Nobody would have to know," Vanessa whispered.  "It
might be kind of fun.  You wouldn't tell Shavon, would you?"

     Laura shook her head.  She let her eyes drop to
Vanessa's mouth, a shapely mouth, not Shavon's deeply
sensual mouth but still wildly desirable at this instant..
In fact, on top of the fact that Shavon was quite black and
Vanessa light brown, they looked very little alike.

     "You really don't look like her at all, you know," she
murmured, lifting the backs of her fingers to stroke
Vanessa's cheek.

     "Different fathers," Vanessa explained.  "Same mother,
different fathers.  She's a lot darker than I am."

     "I know."

     "I know you do."

    Vanessa had softened as Laura caressed her cheek, and
now her black eyes were pulsating, mesmerized, leaving
everything up to Laura since she had already more or less
surrendered, at least to a kiss.  Laura rarely asked, but
this time she did.  It seemed necessary.

     "Do you mind if I kiss you?"

     "I . . . don't mind."

     They were seated on the sofa a discreet, polite
distance apart.  Laura scooted closer.  Then she leaned
forward, letting her lips brush Vanessa's.  It was a
thrilling moment for each of them.

     They didn't really kiss at first but simply brushed
lips gingerly, tenderly.  Vanessa didn't close her eyes but
stared directly into Laura's while their mouths touched.
Finally, Laura extended her tongue, and Vanessa's met it, so
that they were still not kissing but their tongues were
dancing together just beyond their teeth.  This was so
exciting that they could not maintain it for long, and soon
their mouths actually came together.

     Laura gently pushed Vanessa back against the sofa and
pressed her mouth passionately into Vanessa's, invading it
quickly with her tongue, cradling the girl's cheeks in her
palms and kissing her heatedly.  Now Vanessa kissed back,
aggressively, holding Laura's head too, turning her mouth,
stabbing her tongue into Laura's.  When they finally broke
off the kiss, both were panting, Vanessa heavily.

    "Wow . . . that was fun!" she panted.  "You're a good
kisser.  You really got me heated up."

     "Me too," Laura grinned. "Want to do it

     again?" "I sure do."

     This time they let their hands wander as
they kissed, caressing one another's cheeks,
necks, stroking each other's hair.  Vanessa was
fascinated by Laura's large mane of hair and ran
her fingers through it, kissing Laura more and
more passionately.  Laura wanted to touch her
body, so much of which was exposed, but was
afraid it would trigger some kind of recoil.


     Finally, she let one hand slide against
Vanessa's bare lower back, just beneath the
bottom of the midriff blouse. When Vanessa
didn't object, she moved it slowly around the
delicious smooth skin, then up a little, so that
her fingers were creeping under the blouse.
Vanessa stopped the kiss they were in the middle
of, pulling back and grinning her marvelously
cute grin.


     "I'm naked under it, you know," she
whispered.  "I don't wear a bra with it.  The
fabric is sort of thick, so my nipples don't
show."


     Laura smiled, not knowing what to say.  She
kissed Vanessa's smooth light brown neck.
Vanessa had the lightest colored skin of anyone
she had ever made love to except Rhonda and
Alison, even lighter than Kim's, who was golden
brown.  Vanessa was coffee with cream, and she
quivered as Laura kissed her neck and aroused
her further.


     "Too bad they don't show," she murmured.
"I'd like to see them."


     Vanessa pulled back a little so she could
look Laura in the eye.  She began unbuttoning
the front of the blouse as she talked.


 "You promise you won't tell Shavon?  Anything?
                      She'd
kill me if she knew we did this.  Right here."

 "I would never tell her," Laura promised.  "Can
                      I do
the last two buttons?"

     "Sure."

     When the blouse was unbuttoned completely,
Laura opened it.  She remembered how Shavon had
said that Vanessa's breasts were perfect.
Small, maybe, but perfect.  And she had been
right.  Small, like Laura's, and like Laura's
also perfect.

    "Gosh, they're so beautiful," she said to
                    Vanessa.
                        
     "You think so?"

     Because of the creamy, mocha color of her

skin, her large nipples seemed even darker,

almost a deep purplish hue contrasted against

the paler skin around them.  Laura cupped the

round, springy globes in her hands, rubbing her

thumbs across Vanessa's nipples.

     "Ohhh!" Vanessa gasped.  "God . . . that

     feels good!" "God had nothing to do with

     it, darling," Laura smiled. "You want to

     fuck me, don't you," Vanessa whispered.

"I would give anything to," Laura breathed.  "Do
                       you
want to?"

 "Oh yes.  Shoot, I'm ruining my shorts, I'm so
                      wet."
                        
     "Shall we go in the bedroom?"

     Vanessa shook her head.  "Shavon will smell
us both on the sheets.  She has a nose like a
bloodhound.  Really.  And if we washed them,
she'd suspect something."

     Laura smiled.  "I guess it's the sofa for
us, like two teenagers."

 Vanessa pouted quickly.  "I am a teenager. I'm
                      still
nineteen."

"Sorry.  Forgot.  A beautiful teenager, though."
                        
     "Not as beautiful as you," Vanessa said,
dreamily.  "I guess going to bed with a woman
isn't so bad if she's as beautiful as you."

     Laura still held Vanessa's marvelous little
breasts in her hands, and she bent her lips to
them.  "I don't think it's going to be bad at
all, darling," she murmured.  "For either of
us."

     She sucked one of Vanessa's thick, soft
nipples into her mouth, swirling her tongue
around it, pinching it gently with her lips.
Vanessa responded instantaneously, quivering and
moaning excitedly.

     "Ohhhnnn . . . oh yes!"

     Laura rolled the wet nipple between her
thumb and forefinger while sucking the other one
the same way.  When both Vanessa's deep-purplish
nipples were wet and erect, Laura lightly
pinched them in her fingers while kissing
Vanessa's mouth again, this time aggressively.
She squeezed Vanessa's firm, perfect breasts,
then dropped her mouth to
them again, knowing they were very sensitive.

  "Oh!  Oh god . . . Laura!" Vanessa gasped as
                      Laura
ravished her beautiful breasts this time.

     She scrunched the hard little balls up in
her hands so that Vanessa's wet nipples swelled
up and pointed, and then she devoured them,
sucking and tonguing and nipping them at almost
the same time, moving her mouth from one nipple
to the other rapidly, in a hot frenzy, until
Vanessa was whimpering and moaning out of
control.

     "Oh god . . . what are you doing to me!"
she gasped. "It feels so good!  Shit, it feels
so good, Laura!  Ohnnnn! Yes!"

     She was squirming and panting, wildly
aroused.  Laura recognized the signs.  Vanessa
was going to come any second. Their conversation
leading up to this point had excited her, and
the passionate way Laura squeezed her breasts
and sucked her nipples brought her quickly to
the brink.  She held Vanessa's breasts and
kissed her, then breathed in her ear.

     "You're going to come, aren't you."

     "Oh god, yes!"

     Laura quickly dropped her hands to the
cutoffs, unbuttoning and unzipping them so fast
that she was herself surprised she had been able
to do it.  Together then quickly skimmed them
down her gorgeous legs and off.  She wasn't
wearing any panties, and her thighs and crotch
were shiny and wet with her juices.

     "Gosh, honey, you really are wet for me,"
Laura murmured, sliding immediately down between
Vanessa's spreading thighs.

     "Oh!" Vanessa gasped, more in anticipation
than anything, since Laura had not yet touched
her pussy.

     It was a very beautiful pussy.  Again,
because of Vanessa's paler skin, it seemed
blacker than ever to Laura, with a juicy, hot-
pink interior that beckoned her eager tongue.
She knew that postponing Vanessa's orgasm would
not work.  The girl was panting and squirming so
uncontrollably that she couldn't take any more.
And Laura couldn't restrain herself either.

     She wanted to make her come fast.  She
slipped her tongue into the hot pink center of
Vanessa's pussy, but then quickly brought the
flat side of it up across the girl's swollen
clit, swiping it hard several times.  And
Vanessa simply exploded, wrenched by a very
direct and unstoppable orgasm that boiled up and
spilled over in a second.

 "AUUNGGHHH!" she groaned, so loudly that Laura
                     feared
Shavon's neighbor's might hear her.

     Quickly, she grabbed a throw pillow and
pushed it up to Vanessa, hoping the girl would
have the good sense to muffle her screams.  But
she was unwilling to stop licking Vanessa's
sweet young pussy.  She kept it up as three more
spasms gripped the whimpering, writhing girl,
who sensibly turned her face into the pillow
when her helpless moans grew too noisy.

     Finally, the orgasm waned, leaving her out

of breath and clearly stunned.  She blinked at

Laura, who had slid up to kiss her again.

     "How did you do that?"

     "Do what?"

     "Make me come that way?"

 "Was it so special?"  Laura grinned, knowing it
                       had
been.

     "It was fast."

     "Fast is my specialty.  Slow is too."

     "When I screw with either one of my boy
friends, I usually don't come until the second
time.  They're the ones that usually come that
fast."

     "Mmmm, they don't know how to do this
properly," Laura said, nuzzling Vanessa's
beautiful neck, then letting her lips slide down
the girl's shoulder and chest to her naked
breasts again, sucking one of her nipples
sensually.

     "Ohhnnn . . . they sure don't," Vanessa
sighed, cupping her breast in one palm for
Laura.  "I'll just give you forever to stop
that."

 Laura let Vanessa's wet nipple slip out of her
                     mouth.
She quickly unbuttoned her own blouse and
slipped it off, watching Vanessa's eyes watch
her.  She reached both hands behind to unfasten
her bra, then tossed it across the room, a
movement that made her own small, perfect
breasts jiggle alluringly.

  Now Laura lowered her body so that her naked
                     breasts
brushed Vanessa's.  They both watched their
nipples slide together, and then they were
kissing heatedly, mashing their breasts
together, unable to kiss one another hungrily
enough.  Vanessa's hands came up to Laura's
breasts, squeezing and cupping them.

     "Let me suck you . . . let me suck you,"
she whispered, pushing Laura down on her back
this time in the sofa cushions.

     She slid down and grasped Laura's breasts
in both hands, sucking and licking Laura's
nipples as if she had always done this.  In
seconds, Laura was very aroused.  She realized,
however, that she was still wearing her skirt.
She unzipped it while Vanessa continued to
devour her breasts.

     Vanessa realized what Laura was doing, and
she quickly helped her shed the rest of her
clothes.  "I've never done this," she panted
soft, kissing Laura's smooth, creamy belly.
"How will I know how to make you come?"

     Laura, panting too, smiled at her
marvelous innocence. "Honey, if you look at me
hard I'll come," she murmured. "Just lick me .
. . yes, like that, yes!  Oh!  Unhhhh!  Oh yes
like that yes!"

     Vanessa needed no coaching.  Her tongue was
clumsy and over-eager, but she wasn't shy about
using it.  She stabbed it deep into Laura's
pussy, then flicked Laura's clit frantically
with it, and Laura went into a rippling
convulsion of coming almost immediately.

     "Auungghhhh!  Oh!  Oh Vanessa!  Oh . . .
shit oh oh!" she gasped, gyrating her hips and
trying at the same time to keep her pelvis from
flipping out of control as the sweet spasms
wracked her body.  "Ohhhnnnnn!"

     It was a wonderful, natural, thrilling
orgasm, and Vanessa seemed shocked and gratified
to have given Laura so much pleasure.  They
curled together in the huge sofa cushions,
kissing and cooing.  Both were giddy with
happiness, having clicked so easily, and made
love so successfully.

     "My first time with a girl!" Vanessa said,
with wonder.

     "How was it?"

     "Stupendous.  Now I know why Shavon feels

that way about you.  I'm sure old Brad doesn't

make her come the way you do."

     "Brad?"

     "That's her husband."

     "I never heard his name."

     "He's actually very good-looking.  I think
he wants to screw me too."


 "Who wouldn't," Laura said, nuzzling her neck.
                       "I
already want to do it again."

     "Really?  Can we do it again?"

 Laura grew mock-serious.  "We can if you don't
                      mind
having another climax.  Or maybe two."

 "Oh god . . . do you think so?  Do you think I
                     could?
I never come twice in a row.  Only once did I do
that."

It was the kind of challenge Laura relished.  It
                      took
her only twenty more minutes to bring Vanessa to
three more orgasms, each one more powerful than
the last, until the poor girl lay wasted, spent,
and exhausted, looking up at Laura with awe.

   "If you keep doing it to me like that," she
                     gasped,
after regaining her breath, "I won't have enough
strength left to do it back."

     "Oh, I'm not worried about that," Laura
smiled.  "I'm going to fix those T-bone steaks
that Shavon left us.  Then, after we eat, you
can have your chance to get even.  How does that
sound?"

     Vanessa sat up, and Laura saw that she had
recovered her energy already.  "It sounds okay,
but I'm not waiting," she said.

     She was young and athletic, and for the
next half hour
she fucked Laura with relentless, energetic
passion.  Laura came three more times herself,
rich, overflowing orgasms that left her
wondering what else there was to teach this
girl.  Vanessa seemed to take to girl-fucking
with extraordinary ease and ingenuity.

     "I never had so much pleasure," she
confessed to Laura.

 They found Shavon's bathrobes and put them on,
                      then
went into the kitchen and fixed a steak dinner
together. They shared a bottle of wine with
dinner, and before they could finish either the
wine or the dinner, they ended up naked again on
the floor beside Shavon's dining room table,
fucking in a delicious, wine-inspired frenzy.
Vanessa had got her second wind, and with her
fine, young, athletic body she nearly wore Laura
to a frazzle.

     After several more orgasms, they sat
together giggling uncontrollably on the floor,
totally naked.

     "If my big sister saw us, she would kill me
on the spot," Vanessa laughed, unable to stop
the tears.  "God, she would fry my bacon."

     Laura was laughing just as hard.  "Maybe
she wanted us to do this.  Why did she give you
the key and me the address?"

    Suddenly they stopped laughing together.
                    Vanessa's
eyes widened.

     "Do you suppose she wanted us to do this?
If so, she's even sweeter than I always
thought."  She caressed Laura's cheek, then
dropped her hand to Laura's naked breasts,
stroking them too.  "Introducing me to you . . .
letting me experience this."

     "If you don't be careful, I'm going to make
you experience it again," Laura warned, her
voice smoky and sensual.

   But for the moment, they had exhausted one
                     another
sexually, and they knew it.  They still had to
clean up after themselves, to leave no trace of
their orgiastic activities, even though both now
suspected that Shavon had contrived for it all
to happen.  When they were finished with the
dishes, Laura pinned Vanessa against the
refrigerator and slid her hands under the girl's
robe, clutching her perfect young breasts,
stroking the rest of her lean, athletic young
body.

     "I have to have you one more time," she
whispered.  "I won't be able to sleep tonight if
I don't fuck you one more time."

     "Ohhhh . . . I thought you'd never ask,"
Vanessa giggled softly.  "Will it be the sofa
again, or the floor?"

     "Let's do it right in the middle of the
living room carpet.  Then, whenever we come
here, we can look down there and say, `Right
there is where we did it, we fucked each other's
brains out right there, and nobody knows but
us.'"

     Vanessa could hardly contain her
enthusiasm.  All her energy seemed to have
returned, and she and Laura fucked with an even
more exuberant wildness than they had before,
sixty-nining one another into a long, wrenching,
exhausting shared climax.
   "We better stop before we kill each other,"
                     Vanessa
giggled softly when they finally regained their
senses.

     "I agree," Laura smiled.  "But you're my
new-found love.  I can't live without you.  When
can I see you again?"
   Vanessa looked troubled.  "Won't Shavon get
                    jealous?
How can we keep it from her forever."

     Laura shrugged.  "We'll just have to try."

 Vanessa nodded.  "I can't stand the thought of
                       not
being able to do this again."