Chapter 179
Patching things up with Kendra improved Laura's state
of mind. Not to mention the breathtaking sex they had
shared, the shattering, thigh-fucking orgasms, so
reminiscent to Laura of her moving affair with Brandi. And
Kendra seemed to have forgiven her for Jane, though it
seemed more out of desire not to lose Laura as a sex partner
than for any genuine mercy.
At any rate, Laura went on with her life in a less
troubled frame of mind. Over the next few weeks she
continued her relationships with Charise, Randi, and
Sholandra. There was a short, characteristically torrid
episode with Earlene, excruciating in its intensity. And
Yvette even managed to sneak away from Arthur long enough
for her and Laura to fuck in a passionate frenzy for a half
hour one day after work.
So Laura was not exactly wanting for sexual
companionship when she suddenly ran into the most shockingly
beautiful teenage girl while shopping one afternoon in
Walgreen's for shampoo and conditioner. Oh god, another
ravishing teenager! she thought. I'm a hopeless case. What
is it about these darling young girls?
This one was about the same size as Charise, not big,
her breasts apparently smaller (Charise actually had nice,
full breasts for such a small girl), and not quite as dark
black but nearly so. But unlike Charise, who was
devastatingly cute when she smiled and verged on homely when
she didn't, this girl had a breathtaking face. Sensual
lips, and electrifying eyes. Her eyes were black, not
extraordinary in color therefore, but somehow the shape of
them or the message they conveyed was electrifying, bold, a
mixture of innocence with deep knowledge that Laura felt
like a siren song.
The girl saw her staring.
"Oh, I'm sorry," Laura stammered. "I . . . you have a
very beautiful face. I couldn't help looking."
The girl gave her a half-smile. "You're the second
person who's said that to me today. The other one was my
teacher."
"She was right," Laura said.
"'He'. He's a man."
"Oh. My name's Laura."
"Mavis Curley," the girl said.
"What grade are you in, Mavis?"
"Tenth grade."
"You're sixteen." Oh god, Laura thought. Another one!
So gorgeous!
Mavis nodded. "You must be . . . let me guess . . .
twenty-six."
"Twenty-seven," Laura said. "An old lady."
"You don't look so old. You look like that girl in the
magazines, that model."
"Thank you."
They walked slowly down the aisle together. At the
counter, Mavis bought lipstick and a candy bar. Laura
bought her shampoo. She didn't want to let Mavis out of her
sight. It wasn't so much wanting to go to bed with her as
fearing to never see her again. Who're you kidding? she
asked herself as they strolled together out of the store.
You want to go to bed with her. You know you do.
"You live around here?" Mavis asked.
Laura nodded. "About two blocks."
"You married?"
"No."
"Live with your boyfriend?"
Laura shook her head. "I live by myself."
"You should show me your place," Mavis said, smiling
broadly for the first time. "I'd like to see it. That's
what I want to do someday. Get a job and get my own place.
No babies. No dude hanging around wanting to bop you all
the time. Just me. Maybe get a goldfish. You have a
goldfish?"
Laura shook her head. The last thing she needed was
another involvement with a bewitchingly lovely teenager.
She already felt like a child molester each time she fucked
Charise. And of course her relationship with Jane, and with
Jane's mother, was so complicated that she didn't even want
to think about it.
"I can show it to you for a few minutes, if you like,"
she said to Mavis, taking the plunge.
"You driving or walking?"
"Walking. You live around here too?"
"School. John Madison School, you know? Around the
corner? I catch the bus down the block, so I came in here
to get some lipstick. You have a car?"
Laura nodded.
"You can drop me off after you show me your place."
They walked the two blocks to Laura's apartment
building. Laura felt as if she were in a dream. She could
barely take her eyes off Mavis's incredible face. She found
herself hoping that neither Kendra nor Jane were home, or
that anyone would see them going into the building.
Fortunately, no one did.
In her apartment, she showed Mavis the view.
"Wow!"
Now that they were alone, Laura permitted herself to
look at the rest of Mavis, really for the first time. She
wore jeans and a sweater. She had a nice but unspectacular
bottom, not in a league with Jane and Chanitra. She had
smaller breasts than any of the ohers, apparently, since
they made a very modest swelling in her sweater.
Altogether, Mavis was not as physically desirable as the
other three teenagers Laura had slept with. But somehow the
beauty of her face and the secret knowledge behind her eyes
made her wildly alluring.
Mavis seemed to know it, too. Or did she? She seemed
to flirt with Laura, but on the other hand, maybe it was
innocent badinage. Laura was very unsure of herself. They
chatted idly. Finally, Mavis turned her incredible face to
Laura and spoke with faux innocence.
"Did you ever go to bed with another girl?"
Laura blushed, unable to stop herself. "Why do you
ask?"
"I did. My older sister Brenda and I used to do it all
the time, before she got married. You ought to try it.
Better than some dude stabbing you with his rod, then
squirting shit all over you."
Laura swallowed. "Well, I guess if you put it that way
. . ."
Mavis smirked. "Want to try it?"
Laura didn't know what to say. Aren't you a little
young for this, young lady? Are you propositioning me? She
thought quickly of Jane. Why were these girls so bold? She
remembered herself and Karen, their first time, barely being
able to admit to themselves that they were attracted to each
other. Jane, and now Mavis, pretty much just dropped all
pretense and asked, in so many words, "Want to fuck?"
"Tell me about Brenda," Laura said carefully.
"You think I'm too young, don't you."
Laura shook her head. "Not at all. I think you're
very, very attractive."
Mavis smiled slyly. Watching Laura's face for a
reaction, she raised the hem of her sweater up to her chin,
exposing her smooth black stomach and a lot more of her
delicious dark skin, as well as her white bra. Her eyes,
already so captivating and electrifying, became even more
dangerous.
"You're very . . . beautiful," Laura said, meaning
every word.
"Should I take it all the way off?"
"Only if you want to."
"Do you want me to?"
Laura half-smiled and slowly nodded. Mavis lifted the
sweater over her head, shaking her hair loose. She dropped
it on the nearby sofa.
Laura couldn't take her eyes off the girl. Mavis knew
it and enjoyed it thoroughly. She looked down at her bra.
"Guess I ought to take it off too," she teased
awkwardly. "You probably want to see all of me before you
make up your mind."
"I already have," Laura said evenly.
Mavis grinned. She came over to Laura and turned her
back, presenting her bra clasp.
"Then you take it off. It's always more fun that way."
Laura put her hands on the backs of Mavis's shoulders,
gently caressing the smooth, black skin. Gently, she
applied pressure with her fingers and turned Mavis around to
face her. She had gazed on some beautiful faces. Shavon,
Randi, Jonelle. Others nearly as beautiful as those. But
she had never seen a face more beautiful than Mavis's face.
"You are so beautiful, Mavis," she whispered. "I want
to kiss you first."
"Okay," Mavis breathed softly. "Sounds okay to me.
Only I wish you would take something off too, so I don't
feel like the only one."
Never taking her eyes from Mavis's extraordinary eyes,
Laura slowly unbuttoned her silk blouse. She tugged the
tails out from her skirt, then slipped it off her arms,
tossing it over on top of Mavis's sweater on the sofa.
Laura wore a black lacy bra, one of her favorites, one that
had increased the desire of more than one beautiful young
black woman in the past, though perhaps never one as young
as this. And it had the same effect on Mavis, whose eyes
widened.
"Now may I kiss you?"
Mavis nodded, stepping forward, looking for the first
time like a young girl who was obeying an adult's wish. But
she tilted her wonderfully sensual mouth up to Laura, and
from that instant on she seemed all woman. Laura pressed
her lips to it, and Mavis opened them almost immediately,
her tongue meeting Laura's and tangling hungrily with it.
Laura embraced her, running her fingertips all over the
girl's marvelous naked back, stopping at Mavis's bra strap.
"You can take it off," Mavis whispered in the middle of
their kiss.
"I know. Turn around again."
Mavis turned her delicious back to Laura, and Laura
began to kiss it, running her lips all over the incredibly
smooth skin. Her fingers found the bra clasp and unfastened
it. The bra slid off Mavis's arms. Quickly, Laura reached
behind her back and unclasped her own bra, shedding it just
as Mavis turned again to face her. Mavis's eyes dropped to
Laura's naked breasts.
"You win, yours are bigger," she smiled slyly. She
brought her dark, shapely hands up to Laura's breasts,
cupping and squeezing them. "They're really lovely too."
Laura's breasts, though perfect for her body, were
rarely bigger than anyone's. Jonelle's, of course.
Brandi's, because of her low body fat. She was hard pressed
to think of anyone else who had breasts smaller than hers.
Until now. Mavis had very small breasts but long, thick
black nipples springing up from the soft black cones of her
small areolas. The actual springy center stems of her
nipples were probably the biggest and longest Laura had ever
seen.
She too raised her hands to Mavis's small breasts and
caressed them, twirling Mavis's long nipples gently in her
fingers. "The best things come in small packages," she
murmured. "I've never seen such big nipples."
They kissed again. They dropped their hands and
embraced, mashing their naked breasts together. Laura could
feel the hard, thick rivets of Mavis's nipples against her
skin. This girl is really aroused and ready to fuck, she
realized. Just like I am.
"Mavis, will you think I'm awful if I invite you into
my bedroom?"
Mavis's extraordinary eyes were glowing. "Better than
doing it standing up," she said.
Laura put one arm around her neck and they walked to
the bedroom. There Laura quickly shed her skirt and skimmed
off her panties, while Mavis slipped out of her jeans.
"Let me take your panties off," Laura murmured,
touching her naked shoulder.
"Why?" Mavis squinted.
"Because I want to."
"You like my body?"
"I want to eat you alive."
Mavis looked down as Laura knelt and kissed her smooth,
flat tummy, then slowly began to skim her panties down her
thighs.
"You've done this before, haven't you, Laura," Mavis
said.
"Once or twice."
"I only did it with Brenda. But we used to do it all
the time. Three or four times a week."
"That is a lot," Laura said, kissing her thighs.
"Could I lay down on the bed while you do that?"
Laura smiled. "I want to lie down with you and suck
your lovely big nipples for about an hour."
They lay down side by side.
"If you do that, I'm going to come before an hour is
up."
"Good, then you can come and come."
Laura dropped her mouth to one and began to lick and
tease the swollen, already stiff bud with her tongue. Mavis
bit her full lower lip.
"They're very hard," Laura murmured. "You must be
excited."
"It feels good."
"Does this feel good?"
Laura sucked the hard nipple into her mouth, swirling
her tongue around it, sucking it deep.
"Unhh! God, yes!"
She began gently pinching Mavis's other nipple while
she sucked the first one. Mavis began to pant, then mewl
softly deep in her throat. Laura realized that, as she had
done with Jonelle's very small breasts, she could actually
suck the entire thing into her mouth. She squeezed the
gentle swelling with her fingers as her lips devoured
Mavis's swollen wet nipple.
"I'm going to suck your whole breast into my mouth,"
she murmured.
"Ohhhh . . . yes," Mavis panted.
Laura bunched the lovely mound up in her fingers and
slowly swallowed Mavis's nipple until it was pinched between
the back of her tongue and the roof of her mouth. The front
part of her mouth was filled with the flesh of Mavis's
breast. Mavis moaned and bit her lip. Laura purposely
pinched the nipple that was deep inside her mouth with her
tongue, squeezing the thick, stiff bud against the roof of
her mouth, and Mavis moaned again and quivered.
Slowly, Laura let it slide out of her mouth, lubricated
by her warm spittle. She caught Mavis's hard black nipple
with her teeth, teasing it gently. Mavis looked down at her
wet, stiff, large nipple between Laura's white teeth.
"Do it again," she whispered.
"Oh, I will. And to this one, too," Laura said,
sucking her other breast and nipple the same way.
After a couple minutes of this, Mavis was twisting and
whimpering in a very aroused state.
"Laura, I'm gonna come if you keep doing that," she
repeated her earlier warning, holding Laura's head in both
hands, pushing her breasts into Laura's mouth. "Oh!
Annghh!"
"I want you to come, baby. Is your pussy all wet for
me?"
"Oh god, yes! Are you going to eat my pussy now?
Please?"
Laura slid down the girl's marvelous, slender body.
Mavis's sweet young pussy was a burbling cauldron of juice,
shiny and hot pink inside the puffy black folds of her
vulva. Laura parted the outer lips with her fingers and
slid her tongue into it deep. Immediately Mavis stiffened,
and a brief, strangled cry of joy escaped from deep in her
throat.
She's going to come right away, Laura realized. No
waiting for her. Swallowing her nipples that way really got
her hot. Laura moved her tongue up to the hard, purplish
marble of Mavis's clit, so erect that it had pushed out from
its glossy black hood. She attacked it passionately with
her tongue. Mavis whooped softly, her hips churning and
bucking wildly.
"Oh! Oh!"
"Honey, are you going to come?"
"Oh!"
Laura licked and kissed and sucked the swollen berry
heatedly, knowing there was no way now that Mavis could hold
back. She was going to come in seconds. Her body writhed
and flexed, her hips gyrating frantically. Then she froze.
"Nnnnnn . . . unhhghh . . . oh! Auungghhhhh!" she
groaned, suddenly coming in fierce shocks.
After her first groans, the orgasm knocked the breath
out of her. She rolled and strained, her lovely, slender
black body undulating as wave after wave of a wrenching
climax rocked her, tiny squeaks of delirious rapture
escaping from her throat. It was a sharp, long-lasting
climax, and it was more than a minute before she opened her
eyes again, bleary and red, and squinted at Laura, still
panting softly.
"Is it normal to come that hard?" she asked.
Laura slid back up and kissed her.
"Yeeeuuchh, I can taste my own pussy on your lips," she
said.
"Mmmm, it tastes wonderful," Laura purred. "It's
normal to come that hard if I'm the one doing the licking."
"I never came like that. Ever. Brenda and I did it
good, and we did it often, but I never came like that. My
whole body caught on fire."
"And it's such a delicious body," Laura said, embracing
her, loving the feel of her smooth, lean, naked body,
wanting to fuck her forever. "I want to fuck you forever,"
she said, letting the words escape.
"Ooohhhh!" Mavis giggled. "You used the word." Then
she grew shy. "You really want to do me forever?"
Laura kissed her. "Once is certainly not enough."
"I'm going to do you and see how you like it," Mavis
said, forthrightly. "I've done it a few times, you know.
I've got some pretty good tongue action. I could make my
sister come in about three or four minutes."
"Something tells me it's not going to take me that
long."
Mavis grinned. "You all hot and bothered, eh?"
She slid down Laura's body, stopping at Laura's
breasts. She held them in her hands, examining every inch
in rapt fascination, running her fingers across Laura's
large, sensitive coral nipples.
"I've seen the white girls at school with boobs like
this. Always wanted to touch them. I love the color of
your nipples. But at school you can't be looking at some
chick in the shower. She think you're a pervert. Guess
maybe I am since I like this girl sex so much. Like you,
eh?"
Laura nodded.
"Can I suck your beautiful boobs? Yours really are
beautiful, Laura. Brenda had these big round ones. She and
I had different daddies, that's why mine are so small, I
guess. But hers were big, with these big giant black
nipples. But yours are perfect. I want to suck your
nipples."
"I want you to."
Mavis took her time sucking Laura's nipples. And true
to her word, she was good. She had a devastatingly sensual
mouth and knew how to use it. She spent about a minute on
each nipple, sucking and tonguing it until they were both
wet and hard and erect and Laura was panting and keening
softly deep in her throat, her pussy a little river of fuck-
juice.
Then she slid further down, between Laura's thighs, and
began lovingly to lick Laura's wet pussy and tease Laura's
swollen clit. Again she was right, and her experience
showed. She was no amateur. As she said, she had made her
sister come hundreds of times, no doubt, and she had Laura
on the ropes in about twenty seconds. Her tongue on Laura's
clitoris was relentless.
"Oh Laura, I love this pretty pink pussy," she
murmured, slipping one finger deep into it while her tongue
made Laura's swollen clit pulse wildly. "It tastes so good,
and your little clit is getting so purple, I think it's
going to pop any second."
Laura thought so too. Gasping and twisting, she bucked
her hips gently in uncontrollably fuck-motions, feeling the
swelling of an orgasm growing throughout her body.
"Oh honey . . . oh Mavis . . . I . . . I'm going to-"
"You sure are," Mavis said.
She pressed her tongue flat against Laura's clit and
began to wag her head from side to side. No one had ever
done exactly this to Laura, but it had an electrifying
effect. She began to come almost immediately, a fierce,
jolting orgasm that wrenched her whole body.
"Ungghhhh! Oh! Ungghhhh!" she cried out, grabbing the
sheets with her fingers and groaning as her pelvis shuddered
in mid-air, pumping and coming in one sweet spasm after
another. "Oh god . . . oh god!" she moaned as her body
finally collapsed back to the mattress.
"Mmm, you come hard too," Mavis smiled, sliding up to
embrace her. "We are pretty good for each other if we can
come that hard."
"You, my dear, are a miracle," Laura gasped. "Where
did you learn that thing with your tongue?"
"I told you my sister taught me everything I know. We
did each other for years."
"How could she leave you for a man?"
"She thinks it's wrong to be a lesbian. She said she
was never going back, it was cock for her now. She and I
haven't done it now for, oh, I guess about a year and a
half. Boy, was I glad to meet you. I mean, I didn't know
this would happen. But I thought, when we were in
Walgreen's, `If this beautiful white lady tried to fuck me,
I'd let her in a minute.' And look what happened. Maybe
I'm psychic."
"What about you, did you ever do it with a boy?" Laura
asked, curious.
Mavis shook her head. "Not yet. Brenda broke my
little whatdoyoucallit thingee. The very first time we did
it. She said, `We don't want this in the way. It'll only
hurt for a second.'"
"Your hymen?"
"That's it. So it wasn't a guy, it was her. Of
course, I know a lot of guys who would give a fortune to jam
their dicks in my little black pussy."
"God, I can hardly blame them," Laura said, kissing
her. "You're totally gorgeous. You have a beautiful body.
And your little black pussy is heaven, in my book."
Mavis smiled in the most angelic, innocent way Laura
had ever seen her smile yet, since she had such deep,
sensual, knowing eyes. "It's all yours, you know, if you
want it. I told you I don't want no guy squirting his jizz
into it. I just want your tongue there, and your fingers.
The way you made me come was better even than Brenda ever
did."
"I'd like to do it again," Laura said.
"Ooohh, I was hoping you'd say that. But we have to
make it quick. I got to get home. My mama gets home from
work about six."
Laura glanced at the clock. It was already almost five-
thirty. But the thought of letting Mavis escape without
having fucked her at least twice was impossible.
"We can be quick."
Mavis frowned. "I usually don't come too quick.
Except for that last time. You got me all hot and bothered
first, sucking my nipples like that."
"Are they sore?" Laura asked, dropping her mouth to the
large, protruding buds once again.
"Oh no. Ahhhhhh! Oh, I love it when you do that to
me. Oh yes, Laura, oh! God, it feels so good when you suck
them hard!"
Laura was deliriously happy, as well as seething with
hot lust for the delicious young girl. The fact that they
were in bed together at all just flabbergasted her. I just
met her in the aisle at Walgreen's about an hour ago! she
marveled. And she even wanted me to seduce her! God, how
could I be so lucky?
Mavis had a very responsive body, and was used to girl-
girl sex. Laura knew she could make her come again in only
minutes. She had no trouble cranking up the heat again,
swarming all over Mavis, sucking her small breasts,
caressing her pussy until the warm juices were flowing again
in seconds. Mavis had such a beautiful face that Laura was
dying to look at it while the girl was having an orgasm, and
so she rubbed Mavis's clit cleverly, scissoring it in her
fingers, bringing sharp little mewls of delight from the
girl.
"I want you to come . . ." she purred. "You are going
to come quick. Yes . . . yes," she murmured, feeling
Mavis's hips grind into a slow, rhythmic fuck-motion.
"Oh yes . . . oh Laura . . . oh yes . . . unhhhhh! Oh
. . . that way, yes, like that! Oh!"
"You are so beautiful."
"Unhhh . . . unhhhh!" Mavis panted, watching Laura's
mouth devour her large, erect nipples, her pelvis swirling
excitedly up into Laura's hand.
"Go ahead, baby, let it out," Laura murmured. "Go
ahead and come."
"Oh god, yes!" Mavis groaned. "Oh . . . ungghhh!
Auunngghhhh! Ohnnggg! Oh shit . . . auunghhiiiieee!" she
squealed softly, coming in sweet, shocking undulations, her
lovely young body quivering under Laura's expert caresses
until the intensity passed, and she settled down again,
panting and cooing in the aftermath.
"Oh darling, you are so beautiful," Laura purred to
her. "Oh, I'm so glad we met in the store. I wanted you
the minute I laid eyes on you."
Mavis had stars in her eyes. The seizure of
indescribable rapture on her face when she was coming
stirred Laura's heart, and also stirred the fires awake
again in her own pussy. Mavis, though stunned by her just
completed orgasm, could see it in Laura's eyes too.
"I want to look in your eyes too," she said in a soft,
sexy whisper. "Just lay back, Laura, and let me do you."
"Oh yes," Laura sighed, yielding her body to the
delicious girl.
The getting-familiar routines she had to go through
with most others were absent from this relationship. No
groping, gentle coaching, subtle guidance. Mavis was young
but knew how to make love to another woman. She rubbed
Laura's wet pussy with incomparable finesse, kissing Laura,
then cleverly sucking her nipples as she toyed with Laura's
clitoris, twirling it in circles with her fingertips. In
about thirty seconds, Laura was quivering and moaning
uncontrollably.
Mavis knew how to accelerate the speed and pressure of
her hand to match Laura's pitch of arousal, and in another
twenty seconds Laura spilled over in a hot flood of coming.
She turned her head into the pillow and let forth a sharp
cry of ecstacy, her body throbbing in hard, pulsing shocks
as the bliss poured through her.
When she surfaced moments later and glanced at the
clock, it was quarter to six. "Oh god, we have fifteen
minutes to get you home."
Mavis smiled calmly. "Did you come good?"
Laura kissed her tenderly, deeply. "Do you have to
ask? When can I see you again?"
"You better give me your number so I can call you.
Won't be good for you to be calling me at home."
"I know."
They dressed quickly, and Laura scribbled out her
office and home numbers for Mavis on the back of a business
card. I'm in love again, Laura thought. This wonderful
girl! How can I be in love with so many sweet girls?
"Let me kiss you hard here," she said to Mavis before
they left her apartment. "I won't be able to kiss you
goodbye outside."
They kissed passionately, leaning against the door.
"I hope it ain't goodbye," Mavis said, more dangerous
sex floating into her incredible eyes.
Laura had to grab her and kiss her yet again. "If you
even doubt it, I'm going to rape you again, right here on
the spot, and you'll be late getting home."
Mavis giggled softly. "Sounds like fun." Then she
turned serious. "But you better get me home. My mamma will
kill me."