part: Chapter 17
author: Miranda Mars
title: Laura's Story - an Interracial Lesbian Romance
Laura was so emotionally drained by the experience that she
felt like a sleepwalker for days afterward. It would have been
better if Rina had never reappeared, she finally realized. She had
made love to Laura so wonderfully that now Laura's sense of loss was
more acute than ever.
Standing there naked in her livingroom as Rina closed the door
and left had been the worst experience of her life. Two overpowering
orgasms hadn't made it any better. She had collapsed into tears on
the sofa and cried for hours, naked and shivering, feeling abandoned
and perverted and ashamed for wanting the girl so much.
She knew she couldn't go back to Rina's place. She had already
tried that. Rina's boyfriend was exercising some kind of spell over
her. She knew Rina's feelings, she could see them in the girl's
eyes. She knew Rina wanted her. But Rina was successfully fighting
it, and Laura could see no safe way to break through the barriers
Rina had thrown up.
Sick with anguish, she visited Rick and his brother Jamie twice
more that same week, descending further and further into a hell of
feverish lust, from which she derived a wild, almost psychotic
pleasure, experiencing fierce, shattering orgasms from the most
debased and debauched circumstances. The two men were only too happy
to indulge her wildest, self-debasing requests, fucking her in every
way imaginable until she would awake in the middle of the night from
dreams of drowning in deep pools of semen.
And when she had enough of that, she phoned Karen to remind her
that she had promised to administer the same kind of sexual torture
to Laura that Laura had performed on her during their last session.
But Karen was on vacation, on a cruise, in fact, and so no help.
She was about to go mad when Rina suddenly reappeared in her
life. She phoned.
"Can I come over?" she asked.
Laura, wrung out by suffering and the sexual marathons she had
been going through with the brothers, answered wearily, even
exasperatedly.
"Rina, how many times can you put me through this?"
"I . . . I'm sorry." Rina choked back a small sob. "I don't
mean to hurt you."
"Just thinking about you hurts me. What do you want?"
"To talk?"
"Just to talk?"
"Yes."
"I don't think I could bear it."
"I won't stay long."
"That's what I'm afraid of."
"Please. Laura."
Her plangent voice dug right into Laura's heart. She was crazy
about the girl and knew she couldn't refuse.
"Okay. Come on over. But please don't plan to 'give' me
anything, okay? I don't think I could stand another scene like that."
"I promise. I'll be there in ten minutes."
Laura didn't dare to think about anything while she waited.
Her cunt began to get moist, and she knew that subliminally she was
thinking about Rina, about what could happen. She hated herself for
it, and washed her face and hands with icy cold water to stop her
body from becoming sexually stimulated. It's going to be nothing
like that, she told herself. Nothing!
Maybe I should lie down on the bed and make myself come
quickly, just so I won't feel that need when she gets here. I know
nothing's going to happen. She's probably going to tell me she's
getting married, or something. And she feels terrible about it,
since she's crazy about me. But she's not a lesbian. She just wants
to torment me a little more about it.
Her thoughts and feelings were in such turmoil that she didn't
even realize how much time had passed when the doorbell rang. She
opened the door. Rina stood there, breathtaking as usual.
Her beauty was so fresh and natural, and shockingly perfect
that Laura knew each time she saw her that she would have fallen the
same way again. Rina was wearing jeans and a man's shirt and had
never looked more delectable.
"Hi," she said shyly.
Laura smiled wanly, feeling deja vu drenching her like rain.
"Feels like we've been here before," she said wearily.
She let Rina in. They sat across from each other in the
livingroom. Laura found herself feeling like Rina was poison, as if
she even got close to the girl, the same thing would happen, she
would be left in the lurch, her feelings churning, her heart
bursting.
"You look even more like shit than the last time," Rina said
softly. "You been letting those two guys do you day and night?"
Laura smiled ruefully. "It helps me forget."
"I don't want you to forget."
"I like to be fucked by men," Laura said bluntly, staring hard
at Rina. "Especially men with huge cocks who like to fuck really
hard."
Rina almost winced as Laura forced her to visualize what had
been happening to her.
"I should tell you how great it is in detail," Laura said.
"Have you ever been fucked by two men at the same time? Of course
you must have, because we know you're not a lesbian. You like men."
"Could I have a drink?" Rina interrupted.
Laura suddenly went ashen. "Oh god . . . I'm sorry. I could
never forget you, Rina. I can't stop thinking about you."
They went together into the kitchen. Laura made each of them a
vodka tonic. It was hard not to remember how they had first kissed
there, after Laura had sucked Rina's wounded hand. And then ended up
fucking within minutes.
Rina looked at her. "I don't want you to forget me," she
whispered.
She put her glass down on the sink counter. Her hands went to
the buttons of her shirt, and she began unbuttoning. Her eyes burned
into Laura's. She undid three buttons. More and more of her smooth,
chocolate skin came into view. She undid the final three buttons.
Then she slowly removed the shirt, never taking her eyes from
Laura's.
Her bra fastened in front, between the lacy white cups. She
unfastened the clasp and pulled the cups away from her perfect
breasts. Laura was trembling. Rina cupped her breasts in her palms
and offered them to Laura, moving closer. The puffy, black bulbs of
Rina's large nipples glimmered.
When she was just inches from Laura, Rina stopped. "This is no
gift," she whispered. "This is the way it should be."
"Oh Rina."
"Don't you want them?"
"Oh yes."
Rina dropped her hands. Her upswept breasts were so firm that
they didn't even drop. Laura's hands replaced hers. She filled her
palms with the incredible balls of flesh, lightly pinching Rina's
huge nipples in a way she knew aroused the girl.
Their mouths came close, but before they kissed, Laura asked,
"Why are you doing this?"
"Because I can't lie to myself any more. I don't want anyone
but you."
Their lips curved together with agonizing tenderness. But the
kiss quickly became heated, urgent. Unable to stop herself, Laura
lowered her mouth to Rina's exquisite breasts. She sucked one of
Rina's soft, bulbous nipples deep into her mouth, drawing some of the
girl's breast in too. Rina moaned and held Laura's head.
Laura didn't even want to release the first breast for the
second one. Finally, she sucked Rina's other nipple into her mouth
the same way. By the time she released it, Rina was trembling and
mewling with need, her eyes murky and throbbing. Together they began
moving toward the bedroom, undressing as they went. But they only
made it as far as the livingroom.
Laura had her blouse unbuttoned and her shoes off. Rina was
nearly out of her jeans. They stopped spontaneously, short of the
hallway, and pulled one another down on the carpet, their hands
racing to help each other complete the job of undressing. Instead of
unfastening Laura's bra in the back, Rina impatiently pulled the
straps down Laura's shoulders, dropping the bra cups, lowering her
lips to Laura's soft nipples quickly.
Laura's fingers clutched at Rina's panties, tugging them down
the girl's hard, glossy thighs, then squeezing Rina's fantastic firm
buns with her hands, but Rina's mouth on her breasts overcame her.
She lay back, surrendering her body, moaning and twisting as Rina
devoured her sensitive nipples.
"Oh god . . . I've wanted you so much," she sighed, moaning
again as Rina sucked her nipple hard.
They kissed and their hands raced over each other's near-naked
body. Finally they struggled out of the rest of their clothes.
Solemnly, gazing hotly into Laura's eyes, Rina slid one leg under
Laura's and began inching forward.
"I want it this way first," she murmured, kissing Laura again
heatedly. "I want your pussy to fuck my pussy."
The words inflamed Laura. She could feel her wild blood
gushing through her aroused body as their groins approached. They
both looked down, watching their swollen, wet cuntlips kiss, then jam
together. They embraced each other and kissed tenderly.
"Make it slow, make it slow," Rina panted. "Don't make it be
over too quickly. I want to fuck with you, I want it to go on."
Even though they were very hot for each other, they purposely
moved their hips slowly, grinding their wet cunts together and
kissing with searching passion. They took turns sucking each other's
nipples, which aroused them both even more, and soon they had to
abandon their slow, rhythmic motion for a more urgent, churning,
pumping action.
It didn't take long for them to get out of control. Laura's
heart thrilled to see Rina almost groggy and drunk with sexual
desire, seething with lust, lust for this, for this panting,
churning, whimpering, whinnying passion. Her own desire for the girl
nearly got the better of her. She swarmed all over Rina, sucking her
nipples so hard that Rina cried out, jamming her flowing pussy into
Rina's inflamed slit, grinding their erect clits together until Rina
was gagging helplessly on a violent uprush of coming.
Laura held her in a fierce embrace, feeling her own body erupt
in jolting shocks of coming at almost the same instant.
"Auungghhh! Ohnnggmmmnnggeeee!" Rina cried out, flexing and
moaning as the scalding spasm of her climax wrenched her silky body.
Laura pressed her face into the girl's long black neck,
squealing and then sighing. "Anngghiieiee! Oh! Ohhhhhh!"
Quivering and locked together in a sharp paroxysm of ecstacy,
they finally fell sideways onto the bed, still kissing and licking
each other, giggling softly in the release of sexual tension that
followed their orgasm. But Laura was not satisfied to have Rina back
in her arms. She wanted to devour the girl, and she swarmed all over
Rina's luscious naked body.
"Oh god, baby . . . I thought I'd never have you again," she
moaned, kissing Rina everywhere, assaulting her phenomenal, huge,
puffy black nipples again, quickly bringing Rina to another fever
pitch of need in only minutes.
"Oh! Oh . . . Laura," Rina gasped, writhing, twisting in the
sheets. "Oh Laura, it feels so good! Nobody can fuck me like you
do. Ohhhnnnn!"
And Laura did fuck her, tonguing Rina's clit and bringing the
girl to another climax in quick order, then another, finally a third
that she enhanced by cleverly penetrating Rina's asshole with one
long finger at the same time. Rina's shuddering body arched, flexed,
broke into sharp, convulsive spasms as she came, emitting a stream of
rapturous moans and cries.
Four rapid climaxes left the girl panting, slack with fatigue,
and Laura let up for a while. Still, fucking Rina that way had
aroused her so much that only a few gentle minutes of Rina sucking
her pussy had Laura shuddering through another thrilling orgasm.
Finally they lay together in the pillows, murmuring softly,
temporarily satisfied.
"I still don't understand how I can come so fast with you,"
Rina confessed softly. "Or so often. With my---"
"Boyfriend?"
Rina nodded, embarrassed. "With him it takes half an hour for
one. And the same with the two other guys I knew before him."
Wondering if she should, Laura told Rina about standing outside
Rina's apartment door and listening to her being fucked by her
boyfriend. Rina didn't get angry. She glowed with strange shock and
bemusement.
"You did? Really?"
"I . . . I just couldn't stop myself. But it was torture."
Rina kissed her. "Then you heard how long it took."
Laura nodded. "I kept thinking, I could make you come quicker.
And better."
Rina looked down, glumly. "You were right. But I don't know
why. You're a girl. It's wrong. It's supposed to be the other
way."
"Maybe he doesn't love you the way I do."
"You just want to fuck me, same as him."
"Mmmmm." Laura embraced her, running her hands all over the
girl's incredible smooth body. "You're right about that. I don't
want to ever stop fucking you. But maybe I fuck you good because I
care about you so much. I want to bring you pleasure."
"Oh Laura," Rina gasped, her breath quickening. "You sure do."
"I want to fuck you again."
"Oh baby. Oh! Unhh!"
Laura's hands slid down to the girl's amazing, perfect ass,
clutching the firm round moons, tickling the crack between them.
She slid down Rina's body, turning the girl over onto her stomach at
the same time, and made love to Rina's spectacularly perfect round
black ass in a way she never had before.
Laura had been through so many marathon fucks with Karen that
they had done nearly everything to each other that could be done, and
she had no trouble reenacting the most exciting things with Rina.
This time, after several tantalizing minutes of caressing and kissing
and nibbling Rina's exquisite bottom, she coaxed the girl into
accepting a pillow under her belly, which raised Rina's ass up higher
and at the same time exposed the puffy, vulnerable cleft of her
delicious wet pussy.
Next she began teasing Rina's clit and pussy with one hand
while pulling open the girl's buns with the other and cleverly
penetrating Rina's asshole with her tongue. It took only a few
moments of this to bring Rina to a shuddering, squealing, shockingly
violent orgasm.
And while the beautiful girl was reeling from the fierce,
wracking pleasure spasms of her climax, Laura turned up the heat,
sliding two fingers up into her cunt and sucking her clit
frenetically, until Rina again exploded with coming, her luscious
body flipping and surging off the bed, quivering with new bursts of
ecstacy.
And still Laura poured it on, scooping up the girl's breasts
and sucking Rina's nipples aggressively, hand-fucking her at the same
time, playing Rina's quivering, squirming body like a musical
instrument, drawing sighs, then sharp moans, then screams of rapture
out of Rina's throat as new and more powerful orgasms wrenched her.
Finally, with Rina panting and gasping in the wake of several
shattering strings of orgasms, Laura eased up. She pulled the girl
into her arms, covering Rina's face with kisses, murmuring tenderly.
"Oh god, baby, it almost makes me come every time you come,"
she murmured between kisses. "That's why I love to fuck you so
much."
"Really?" Rina smiled dreamily.
"Yes."
Rina's hand slid down Laura's undulating body, finding Laura's
wet pussy, and just a few caresses from her brought Laura to a
clenching, whinnying orgasm.
"You really mean that, don't you?" Rina smiled, embracing the
still-panting Laura.
"Yes. God, yes! I can come just from looking in your eyes."
The rest of the night they spent bringing each other to
repeated ecstacies, fucking so heatedly and so continuously that by
morning neither one could lift a finger.
"Even when we were together before, we never fucked this much,"
Rina sighed, astonished, as they both tried to recall how many times
they had come.
They knew each had had over twenty orgasms, but after that they
lost count. And as usual, the last ones had been even more
excruciating, because harder to reach. Rina had even passed out
briefly during her last sequence of climaxes, as Laura had coaxed and
stimulated one final, incandescent explosion from the girl's
exhausted flesh.
"Trying to kill me, that's what you're doing," Rina smiled as
they reluctantly began to get dressed again.
"Honey, I need to have as much of you as I can in case someone
convinces you not to see me again," Laura said.
Rina dropped her clothes and came over to Laura, embracing her,
kissing her passionately. She was still nearly naked, and she pulled
Laura's mouth down to her jutting breasts, gasping excitedly as Laura
sucked one of her nipples deep into her mouth.
"Laura . . . I'll never leave you," Rina panted. "Oh!"
"Oh baby! I want to fuck you again!"
They sank to the floor and began sucking and licking each other
in a hot frenzy, as if they had not already spent the whole night
doing it. It minutes they were both groaning through another shared
climax, their naked bodies shuddering and flexing as they kissed and
moaned.
Finally, they had to get up and resume dressing. And this time
they did it back to back without speaking, in order to avoid another
episode. And when they parted, it was only with a long kiss and a
promise to meet again the following night.