Chapter 212
Laura planned to spend Saturday night and most of
Sunday at Deshona's house in Burlingame, but on Saturday
afternoon, before driving down, she ran into Brenda while
shopping at Macy's. Both were browsing the perfume
counters, and sparks almost flew when they discovered one
another. Their eyes met and locked, and palpable
electricity seemed to flow between them.
After all, Laura thought, feeling her very skin tingle
and glow with heat, they had done some pretty explosive
fucking together. With very few preliminaries, Brenda said,
under her breath, in a smoky, sensuous voice, her eyelids
drooping over her flashing eyes with unmistakable sexual
overtones, "My husband is in L.A. until tomorrow."
Oh god, Laura panicked. I have a date with Deshona.
But she quickly realized it was only one-thirty. "How . . .
nice for you," she whispered, looking around, wondering if
anyone could tell that a lesbian pick-up was going on here.
Sparks were flying between them, invisibly. The
counter girls must even know we're dying to fuck, Laura
thought. She even moved away from Brenda casually, as if
taking precautions not to draw attention. Brenda followed
her at a distance.
"Would you like to drop by my place for a cup of tea?"
she said to Laura. "I live down in the Marina. We could be
there in five minutes."
The words `five minutes' were all it took to cause a
hot, wet tingling deep inside Laura's pussy. Oh yes. Oh
god yes.
"Are you driving, or should we take a cab?" she asked.
"I'm parked in the underground garage, across the
street. Come on."
Laura tried not to pay attention to all the stares they
got as they left Macy's and crossed the street to the
garage. They were both stunning, Laura looking like a
model, Brenda closely resembling a famous, drop-dead
gorgeous porn star. Men nearly walked into buildings and
risked whiplash as the two of them went by, and some women
stared with envy or ambiguous sexual feelings.
As always, Laura was afraid that her lust and
anticipation of exquisite sexual adventures showed on her
face, and she looked down at the sidewalk as they entered
the parking garage. Brenda drove a red Corvette. Of course
she would, Laura thought, as she got into the passenger
seat. Now that they were alone together, she could let her
eyes feast on Brenda to her heart's content.
This incredible, beautiful girl wants to have sex with
me! she thought. She was never able to get over it. Brenda
wore a short skirt, and her spectacular legs were visible as
she drove. Laura's eyes crawled hungrily all over her.
This gorgeous creature, why isn't she in the movies or
something? she wondered. She just walks around like she's a
normal person, but really she's totally stunning. Perfect
figure, beautiful face. But then, I don't understand why
Midori lets herself get fucked in the ass on camera for a
living either. She should be a movie star too.
Brenda lived in a townhouse in the Marina with a view
of the bay and the bridge, a light, airy place with many
windows and a vigorous garden growing along the entry paths.
It was beautifully decorated in the modern style with white
walls, angular furniture, chrome, Mexican serapes on the
walls. A stylish, breezy, and very clean-looking,
uncluttered place.
"I love it," Laura said, looking around.
"My sister-in-law is an interior designer," Brenda
said. "It wouldn't look like this if I did it. You want a
cup of tea, or something else?"
Laura looked at her slantwise, trying to keep the naked
lechery out of her stare. "I was thinking of something
else, actually."
Brenda smiled, beamed actually, then turned coquettish,
tilting her head to the side, flirting with Laura. "Really?
I was hoping you'd say that." She crooked her finger,
beckoning. "Follow me."
Laura followed her up the stairs. The only thing that
made her uneasy were how bright and full of sunshine the
house was, and how many windows it had. Gosh, everyone will
know what we're doing, she thought.
But she followed Brenda into a beautiful bedroom where
the windows were veiled in wispy, diaphanous, pale curtains
that let in a very subdued and rich light, flattering them
both and making Laura's blood race faster. In the center of
the room was a large round bed with silk pillows piled
carelessly in the center. Laura had never been on a round
bed. It looked like a playground. God, I'll bet her
husband loves to fuck this gorgeous woman on this huge bed,
she thought.
Brenda saw the way Laura was looking at the bed. "You
could get a good night's sleep in that, couldn't you," she
said dryly.
"Mmmm," Laura nodded.
"I want to model something for you, something I bought
at Macy's before I ran into you. You mind?"
"Of course not."
With a secretive, alluring smile, Brenda disappeared
into a large walk-in closet, carrying a shopping bag with
her. A minute later she emerged wearing a transparent pale-
green babydoll with filigreed lace at the collar and
fringing the bottom. Her magnificent, jutting, full breasts
and swelling, bulbous black nipples pushed out against the
thin fabric. Her long, perfect legs were completely barely,
her thighs gleaming, her calves shapely. She had a frankly
sexual smirk on her beautiful face.
"God, he's going to love that," Laura said in awe.
Brenda gently gnawed her full lower lip. "I didn't buy
it for him." Her eyes smoldered, swimming with sex. "I
planned to give you a call."
Laura's hot blood hammered inside her excited body so
loudly that she could barely stand it. The contrast between
the petite women she had been sleeping with lately-Deshona
and Tiffany-and this full-bodied, voluptuous goddess was
acute. She adored them all, and would spend the rest of the
weekend indulging herself in a passion for Deshona's small,
perfect body, but she couldn't get over her joy at being
here with Brenda, this stunning woman with her ripe, firm,
voluptuous flesh.
Laura was drawn to her like an iron filing to a strong
magnet. She came very close, looking down at Brenda's large
breasts, lusting after Brenda's thick, protruding nipples,
which seemed about to burst through the wispy pale-green
fabric. Brenda's dark eyes pulsed.
"It's not fair for me to be half-naked while you're
still dressed," she said softly to Laura.
Laura nodded, and they both began to remove her clothes
slowly.
"Have you been fucking my baby sister much lately?"
Brenda asked idly as she unbuttoned Laura's blouse, almost
as if she just wanted to make conversation.
"You mean the one who seduced you?" Laura said, wanting
to make a point. "Actually, I haven't heard from her in a
couple of weeks," Laura confessed. "She usually calls me."
"I think she's in love with you," Brenda said, peeling
off Laura's blouse, kissing her shoulder sensually.
"Really?"
"Don't forget, she's sixteen. Pretty impressionable.
She may be a little fast . . . but she still hasn't made it
with a boy. She talks about you all the time. I know why
she hasn't called you, I think."
"Why?"
Brenda reached both hands around Laura and unclasped
Laura's bra. She removed the limp garment slowly, kissing
the upper slopes of Laura's naked breasts as they came into
view.
"She had a big pimple on her chin, and another one
between her little titties, and she didn't want you to see
them."
"Oh god, she did that once before."
"She's afraid you might---"
"I never would."
Talking about Mavis while Laura's clothes came off, one
by one, had somehow excited them both even more. They had
both fucked her, Brenda for years in a hotly incestuous
romance, and it was really because of Mavis that they were
here.
"I know you wouldn't," Brenda smiled, a half-sinister,
knowing smile. "Nobody who had her would ever want to give
her up."
"What about you?"
Brenda slowly, very slowly, unzipped Laura's skirt,
staring deeply into Laura's eyes, a deeply sexual look of
pure desire that made Laura's blood sizzle. "I think I
found someone I want more," she whispered.
As Laura's skirt dropped to the floor at her ankles,
Brenda raised her hands, cupping both of Laura's naked
breasts as her sensual mouth found Laura's. They kissed
hungrily, and Laura slid her own hands up under the
babydoll, grasping the firm moons of Brenda's ass. Brenda's
body reminded her of Rina's and Trina's, and the memory of
the sweet-and scorching-moments she had spent with each of
them only added to her thrill. Also, it was like caressing
the astonishing Midori. She had them all rolled up in one
right here, in Brenda.
Their tongues probed and danced together, and both were
panting when their mouths finally came apart. Now Laura was
wearing only her shoes and her panties, and Brenda only the
diaphanous babydoll.
"Help me take the spread off," Brenda breathed, her
full breasts bobbing under the wispy curtain of her garment
as she and Laura carefully removed the bedspread from the
huge round bed.
Laura kicked off her shoes. She skimmed her panties
down her legs, feeling Brenda's hungry eyes on her body,
loving the feeling of being so desirable to such a beautiful
woman. When she was completely naked, she watched as Brenda
lifted the babydoll over her head, shaking her hair loose,
tossing it onto a chair, her round, naked breasts jiggling.
She suddenly realized that Brenda was feeling the same way
she was feeling, thrilled to have Laura desire her so much.
They lay down in the center of the huge round bed,
embracing slowly, luxuriating in the feel of their naked
bodies sliding together. It had been a few months since
they did this, and they could feel their flesh re-awaken to
the delicious stimuli of their contrasting bodies, Laura's
the long, lean, supple body of a model, Brenda's the
voluptuous, full, dramatically curvaceous body of a sex
goddess.
"You wouldn't believe how glad I am I ran into you,"
Laura murmured, kissing her feverishly.
Brenda smiled. "I don't want you to think I have an
agenda," she replied, "but I think we had a little
unfinished business from last time."
Laura felt a sudden chill of fear and wild sexual
excitement flood her body. Brenda was right. Last time she
was just beginning, at Laura's request, to push her whole
hand into Laura's pussy in order to fist fuck her, returning
the favor Laura had just done her by nearly bringing her
heart to a standstill with the same method, when Laura had
climaxed prematurely. She had been so aroused that only the
touch of Brenda's fingers in her wet, aching slit had
ignited her in a fierce explosion.
They both remembered it. "I want you to do it," Laura
said, feeling the blood thunder wildly in her throat.
"Are you sure?"
Brenda had a bigger hand than either Mavis or Laura,
and she had been reluctant to press the issue. But Laura,
who had fist-fucked Brenda twice herself, and who had
experienced some unbelievably stirring moments doing it with
Mavis, Karen, and Earlene, was eager to do it. Fist-fucking
somehow aroused feelings of intense intimacy in her, and she
was very willing to explore those feelings with Brenda.
"I'm sure," she said quietly.
"I hope you won't mind, but there's something I want to
do first," Brenda said, almost shyly.
"What?"
"Remember last time, when you showed me how we could
suck each other's . . . boobs at the same time?"
Laura nodded, looking down at Brenda's luscious
breasts, their swollen black nipples now exposed and
tempting her irresistibly. Sometimes, she realized, she
couldn't believe this was actually happening. This
gorgeous, nubile, slightly perverted, naked woman wanted to
do unbelievable things with her. Laura's blood throbbed
through her body.
"I remember," she said, swallowing. "How could I
forget?"
"I dreamed of it, one night when I was lying here next
to my husband. I just dreamed of doing that with you. It
was so exciting . . . I almost came. Actually, it was kind
of embarrassing," she giggled softly. "I got up and went
into the bathroom. I was afraid he would notice."
Laura held both of Brenda's magnificent naked breasts
in her hands, looking down at them, brushing her thumbs
across the large, puffy nipples. "He's not here now."
"Mmmmm," Brenda smiled. "I get to be on top this time.
It's the way I dreamed it."
"I wouldn't think of objecting," Laura smiled back,
stretching out full-length on her back while Brenda reversed
her own body.
She took both of Laura's breasts in her hands and
squeezed them gently, lowering her lips to Laura's nipples.
The firm, dark gourds of her own breasts dangled in Laura's
face, and again Laura blessed her good fortune as she held
them in her hands and licked Brenda's large, bulging,
gleaming black nipples, then sucked them hungrily, as Brenda
was now sucking hers.
The excitement of being naked together and knowing they
were going to fuck pretty hard over the next hour or so had
already aroused them to a pretty high level. Sucking each
other's nipples at the same time only stoked their lust, and
in a few minutes they were panting and mewling softly, their
mouths and fingers growing more urgent and rough. For the
first time ever, Laura felt Brenda's teeth as Brenda's mouth
tore excitedly at her sensitive nipples, and the sharp edges
against her tender flesh brought her body a hot squirt of
reminiscence-all the times with Karen, Barbara, Randi, other
girls who had bitten her nipples in the heat of passion, and
others she had bitten herself.
She let Brenda feel her own teeth, not savagely, only a
gently bite, holding the large, pulsing bulb of one erect,
wet nipple between her teeth and clamping it rhythmically,
while she pinched Brenda's other nipple more sharply.
Brenda responded immediately.
"Unghh!" she gasped, her eyes watering as she
momentarily dropped Laura's breasts, looking down between
her own pendulous beauties as if to catch Laura's eye. "Oh
god!"
"Did I hurt you?" Laura asked, stopping.
Brenda gnawed her lower lip. "Do it again," she
panted, lowering her breast into Laura's face.
This time, holding the firm round globe in both hands,
Laura swathed Brenda's shiny wet nipple in warm saliva, and
then sucked it deeply into her mouth, closing her teeth on
it slowly in order to let Brenda relish each miniscule
sensation of sexual excitement as she felt Laura's teeth
closing. She moaned, her body quivering as Laura sucked
hard and bit harder.
"Unhhhh! Oh god . . . oh god Laura!"
Now Laura held Brenda's nipple in her teeth while
pulling the firm globe of Brenda's breast upward until only
the springy center of her nipple remained in Laura's mouth.
Laura held it, threateningly, with her teeth, her eyes
locked with Brenda's. Smiling, Laura released her thick,
rubbery nipple and swiped it hard with her tongue as she let
it go.
Then she immediately attacked Brenda's other nipple the
same way, pinching the wet, already-bitten one now with her
other hand. Brenda now nearly went wild. She had stopped
sucking Laura's nipples completely. Instead, she was
shaking her head and moaning, whimpering as Laura again
sucked and gently, persistently bit her other swollen,
throbbing nipple.
"Oh god . . . I'm going to come if you keep that up!"
she gasped.
"I want you to fuck my pussy with your hand first,"
Laura murmured back to her.
"Oh . . . yes!"
Both of them were pulsing and throbbing with hot sexual
need. Brenda wanted to be fucked, but she also wanted to
fist-fuck Laura or she would not have brought it up. She
slid down Laura's body to her yawning thighs, turning as she
moved, settling between them. Laura knew how wet her pussy
was. She could feel the burbling juices pooled there in her
hot slit. She gasped in shock as Brenda's tongue grazed her
engorged clit.
"Unhh! Oh!"
Then she felt a wedge formed by Brenda's fingers
pushing between the greasy envelope of her cuntlips.
Lifting her head, she watched Brenda's black, shapely arm as
Brenda twisted it, forcing her hand in further. It felt
huge. It wasn't really that big, she thought, only slightly
larger than her own, but it felt like the business end of a
baseball bat, only one with knobby knuckles, was being
shoved into her.
"Anngghh!" she groaned.
Brenda glanced up, worried. "Hurt?"
"Oh god!" Laura gasped.
"It's almost in."
Laura nodded, frantically. "Push. Fuck me . . .
Brenda, do it. Please!"
It did hurt, but it also felt marvelously perverted and
wildly stimulating, a wicked, forbidden act that carried a
sharp electrical charge, scintillating and fiercely
depraved. Laura gave her whole self over to it, pushing her
pelvis forward to help the penetration of Brenda's hand,
gulping and wheezing helplessly as she suddenly felt it pop
into her. Now tears came to her eyes as she looked down at
Brenda's thin black wrist protruding from her pussy.
Oh god! Oh yes! "Ungghhh!" she grunted softly as she
felt Brenda make a fist out of the wedge of fingers inside
her cunt. "Yesss!"
"Oh Laura!"
"Yessss!"
Laura's head fell back to the mattress. Her body
stiffened, then undulated as she felt Brenda begin the slow
rhythm of fucking her with her balled-up fist. Laura had
been fucked by huge cocks and huge sex toys too, once even
by two huge cocks when Rob and his brother had forced their
stiff poles into her poor pussy at the same time. That had
been a painful, shocking experience, and the intensity of
this one equaled it, but somehow this was different, a
stirring, emotionally deep moment as well as a physically
excruciating one.
Unlike the two stiff cocks, Brenda's fist was bony,
thick, and yet shapely and smooth, and she twisted it ever
so subtly inside Laura's clasping, tight channel, making
Laura's whole body shiver from sexual excitement. Laura's
eyes, dazed and glassy with incredibly intense lust, held
Brenda's hypnotically, pulsing, wincing as Brenda slid her
hand in and out of Laura's impaled pussy.
"Ohhhh . . . Brenda!" she groaned, again pushing her
hips forward, wanting to feel it fill her whole body.
"Ohhhhh . . . yessss, fuck me! Do it hard . . . I'm going
to come! Oh god, yes!"
She realized from watching Brenda's face, even through
the frantic, electric desperation of her own wild lust, that
Brenda had never done this to anyone before. Both Mavis and
Laura had done it to her, but she, due to the size of her
hand, had never done it back, and her face showed her
concern, even her reluctance, to cause further pain. It
also showed the intense emotional connection to Laura's
throbbing, aching sexual center that Laura was feeling to
hers, and had felt before when doing this. They were
connected as they had only been before when Laura had her
hand embedded in Brenda's pussy. It was like the completion
of a sexual circuit, and both of them were tingling and
quivering in the grip of it.
She also realized that though she had made it this far,
she was going to come again too quickly. The stimulus was
too much for her. She almost always came quickly, and now
she was so deeply aroused, her pussy flooding with warm
juices, her body pulsing wildly, her hot blood thundering
through her flesh, her eyes devouring the beauty of Brenda's
naked, flexing body as Brenda ravished her, that she felt
the billowing of a shattering climax building from deep
inside her body.
Torn between alarming Brenda further and giving in to
her near-maniacal need, Laura fell into a sexual delirium of
feverish, accelerating hunger. Groaning, arching her body,
panting almost hysterically, she lunged forward, driving her
pelvis into Brenda's fist, feeling it slide deeper into her
body.
"Ungghh! Ungghhh!" she grunted softly, feeling the
orgasm build further toward explosion.
Lunging forward, she gripped Brenda's forearm, the one
protruding from her splayed, fist-crammed pussy, with both
hands and began jamming her throbbing cunt down onto
Brenda's hand, bearing down with her pubic bone as she had
felt Brenda do to her last time, and suddenly whinnying
helplessly in a complete loss of control as the bubble
finally burst inside her.
"Unngghhh! Oh . . . shit! Auungghhh!" she cried out,
flipping and surging forward, her body convulsing in fierce
spasms of acute, throttling pleasure as she came in a rush.
It was a rending, crushing, deeply searing orgasm that
nearly made her pass out as she slumped forward, twitching
and moaning, into Brenda, her face buried in the girl's
shoulder. Brenda's fist was still deeply embedded in her
aching pussy. Finally, the shockwaves subsided, and Brenda
gently helped her to lie back again, then extracted her hand
as gingerly as possible. Laura was a wreck, still stunned
by this rending climax, her senses only gradually returning.
"Oh god . . . oh god!" she gasped, pathetically,
overwhelmed by the ferocity of her orgasm.
It had been a long time since she had come that hard.
Her pussy still throbbed and tingled with acute, repeated
aftershocks. Brenda seemed taken aback. She kissed Laura's
cheek tenderly.
"I . . . I've never seen anybody come that hard," she
said, still apparently in awe of Laura's dramatic climax.
Laura broke into a wan grin. "You did."
Brenda grinned back sheepishly. "I guess I did. Are
you okay? When you made me come that way, I don't think I
could even talk for several minutes."
Without replying, Laura drew her down and kissed her
lovingly, then passionately. "I want to lick your pussy,"
she murmured against Brenda's full, sensual lips. "I don't
want to fist you this time, I want to lick your pussy until
you beg me to let you come."
A fierce, unexpected shiver gripped Brenda's whole body
at these words. Her eyes widened. "I don't know if I can
refuse an offer like that."
In their previous encounters they had been preoccupied
with other matters: fucking Mavis together, Brenda's desire
to have Laura fist her, Laura's excitement at being with
both of them, and initiating a new relationship, slightly
perverted, with the spectacularly built and beautiful
Brenda. They had never had the opportunity yet to stretch
out and have ingenious, slow, percolating sex in a way Laura
had perfected with others.
Now she made love to Brenda, who willingly surrendered
her gorgeous body to Laura's skillful caresses. Starting
with her magnificent large breasts, Laura toyed with each
swollen black nipple, licking, lip-pinching, sucking, tooth-
tugging, until Brenda was squirming and panting
uncontrollably. Laura bathed each bulging nipple in warm
saliva, curling her tongue around it, laving it, stabbing
it, making Brenda whimper each time her lips closed over it
to suck it, at first gently, then more roughly,
passionately.
She could tell that no one had ever spent so much time
on Brenda's nipples. Men wanted to fuck you, and they
couldn't wait. "I love your nipples," she murmured, sucking
and pinching them harder.
"Ohhh!"
"They're so big . . . and silky . . . and they get so
hard in my mouth."
"Ahhh! Oh Laura! Yes . . . suck harder! Yes!"
"And I love your delicious pussy," Laura murmured,
moving lower, kissing the smooth, black satin expanse of
Brenda's long stomach and firm, flat belly.
She had plunged her fist into this beautiful pussy but
never had the chance before to examine it this closely. It
was a lovely, fat, succulent flower oozing juice, not the
thin crease of some girls but instead a thick, meaty pussy
with large, curved inner lips, now glistening with a coat of
fuck-juice. Between the gaping lips was a deep, wet, hot-
pink groove just waiting for Laura's tongue, and she slid it
deeply into the core of Brenda's being, feeling the girl
shudder and hearing her moan.
"Ohhhhhh . . . god!"
"Mmmm," Laura stabbed her tongue in and out of it,
feeling the copious, tangy, warm juices flow over her tongue
and bathe her lips.
Nobody has ever made love to your pussy like I'm going
to, darling, she thought. Not Mavis, not your husband, who
just wants to stick his hard meat into this delicious tight
slit and hammer until it spurts. No, they don't love this
juicy treasure the way I do.
And she gave Brenda what she had promised, the full
treatment. She took long, agonizing minutes to explore
every crease and fold and secret hollow of Brenda's pussy
with the tip of her tongue, avoiding the girl's clit at the
top, already a swollen, whitish bud of screaming, aching
nerves dying for the feel of her tongue. But Laura was
saving it for last.
Now she began to tease Brenda by letting her tongue and
lips approach the girl's throbbing clit, then pulling them
back, then approaching again, pulling back, so that Brenda
by now was churning her hips, whimpering desperately, biting
her lip, begging Laura, as Laura had promised she would.
"Oh god . . . oh Laura please! Oh . . . you're killing
me! I need it! Please do it! Please suck me and make me
come! Oh Laura . . . please!"
"Mmmm, I love this beautiful pussy," Laura murmured.
"I want to lick and lick this beautiful pussy . . . I don't
want you to come yet, because if you come I'll have to
stop."
"Oh . . . please! Oh!"
Now, for the first time, Laura's slowly-moving tongue
took a long swipe across Brenda's taut little clit, feeling
the hard, fleshy berry slide along the groove in the center
of her tongue as she pressed it down. This stimulated
Brenda into a sudden frenzy of thrusting, groaning,
churning, whimpering. She was sure Laura would now let her
come, and she pumped her hips frantically, pushing her pussy
into Laura's mouth, grabbing her large breasts in her hands
and pulling up on her nipples in desperate need.
"Oh! Oh!" she gasped, almost hysterically.
But Laura had no intention of letting her come yet.
She knew she now had Brenda just where she wanted her,
completely at her mercy, suffering a sweet agony of sexual
need that only Laura could relieve. Quickly moving her
tongue away from Brenda's throbbing clit, she kissed the
girl's silky inner thighs, then her smooth belly again,
reaching up with both hands to caress and squeeze Brenda's
large, resilient breasts.
"Ohhhhh . . . Laura, you're so mean!" Brenda panted,
squirming urgently under her.
Laura slid up her body further, coming face to face
with her, enjoying the look of sexual torment that contorted
Brenda's beautiful face. She cupped Brenda's breasts in her
hands, tweaking and pinching her plump nipples, kissing her
cheeks, her shoulders, her mouth passionately, teasing her
unmercifully.
"You want to come, don't you, baby," she murmured in
Brenda' ear, dropping her mouth again to one bulbous nipple
and sucking it in deep.
"Unhhh!" Brenda gasped, her body quivering, stiffening,
her need suddenly escalating to a fever pitch. "Oh god . .
. yes! Please!"
"You want to feel my tongue stabbing your clit."
"Yes!"
"You want to feel me suck it . . . and suck it."
"Oh god . . . ungghhh! Yes!"
"You want me to suck it and make you come, then push my
fist up into your sweet pussy and make you come again, a
second time?"
"Oh god, Laura . . . pleeease!" Brenda nearly wept, her
body convulsed in need.
Unable to resist the woman's large, delicious,
beautifully-shaped breasts, Laura lowered her mouth to them
one more time, now sucking Brenda's swollen, flaring nipples
hungrily, more passionately than before. This alone nearly
took the writhing, frantic Brenda over the top, and Laura
had to stop before she came.
She slid lower, back down between Brenda's splayed
thighs, down to the fiery wet blossom, hot and runny and
festering with urgent fuck-need, all puckered and gooey with
juice, waiting for her mouth. Laura was going to give her a
double-whammy, as promised, but the first climax was to be
tongue-only, and she relished the opportunity. By now the
girl was so overwrought that the mere touch of Laura's
tongue against her inflamed clit would probably be enough to
ignite her.
"Oh baby . . . oh baby, I love your pussy," she
murmured, again licking Brenda's fat, fleshy cunt from top
to bottom, slithering her tongue into the center.
Brenda's voluptuous body began to quiver, and Laura
feared that the dam would burst before she could take
Brenda's hard little clit into her mouth. She began, again
as promised, stabbing it with her tongue, which made Brenda
go into quick, uncontrollable preliminary convulsions. Oh
god, she's coming already, Laura thought.
Without further delay, she took the tumid, pulpy little
marble of flesh into her mouth and sucked it rhythmically,
bringing Brenda to a sharp, sudden climax almost
immediately.
"Aunngghh!" Brenda cried out, wincing as a fierce shock
of coming gripped her entire body. "Anngggmmnniiieeee! Oh
god . . . ohhhhhhh god ungghhhiieeeee!"
Her full breasts swayed and jiggled, and she thrashed
uncontrollably in the sheets, pumping, her pelvis gyrating
into the air as Laura held on, still sucking, feeling the
girl come in amazing, jolting shocks. When there was a
brief lull in the spasms, broken only by Brenda's desperate
panting and mewling, Laura seized the opportunity to form
the fingers of one hand into a small wedge and insinuate
them into the wet groove of Brenda's flowing pussy.
Still overwhelmed by her climax, Brenda scarcely knew
what Laura was doing until Laura's hand slipped into her
cunt up to the wrist.
"Unghh!" she groaned in sudden shock and pleasure,
looking down at her groin, her eyes still glazed over by a
blast of ecstacy mingled with fresh lust.
Laura was looking too. She could never get over the
thrilling sight of her forearm protruding from a beautiful
woman's pussy. She knew how it felt herself, and she also
felt the familiar deep feelings of intimacy wash over her.
Brenda's face had taken on a trance-like, hypnotic stare as
Laura balled up her fist inside the squinchy channel and
began to fuck the girl by slowly moving her hand up and
down.
"Oh!" Brenda gasped, piteously, and yet her face,
though locked in a trance, reflected her intense sexual
excitement.
She had not entirely descended from her first orgasm,
and the excitement of what Laura was doing to her quickly
brought her back to a feverish need. But this time too
Laura controlled the arrival of her orgasm, fucking her
slowly and carefully, twisting her fist, scraping the edge
of her wrist bone along Brenda's clit in a way that soon had
Brenda cawing and writhing in a nearly demented mania of
fuck-need.
"Ungghh! Oh god . . . do it hard!" she begged Laura,
gyrating her hips, pushing her cunt into Laura's arm, which
penetrated her pussy up past Laura's wrist each time Laura
pushed it further into the girl.
Brenda was a veteran of fist-fucking, and once past the
initial, difficult penetration, she had a definite appetite
for rough, rapacious, even fierce thrusting, which resulted,
Laura knew, in spectacular and horrific orgasms. With her
sister, she had never dared to venture as far into this
depraved territory as she permitted herself to do with
Laura. She knew Laura would do it as she liked it, and
Laura could hardly refuse.
Clenching her teeth, she began to fuck Brenda with her
fist the way she knew Brenda wanted to be fucked. With her
other hand, she stroked the girl's silky black flexing body,
squeezing her breasts, caressing her firm flesh roughly,
aggressively, really fuck-mauling her now with both hands as
Brenda gave every sign of being on the edge of a crushing
climax. She whimpered in keening desperation, panting
hysterically, pumping her pelvis up into each deep-plunging,
piercing thrust of Laura's fist into her body.
And finally she turned the tables on Laura, doing
exactly what Laura had earlier done herself. She didn't
lunge up to a sitting position, as Laura had done, but her
arms were long, and she reached down with both hands for
Laura's forearm, lacing her fingers around it and grinding
her cunt and pubic bone down onto Laura's wrist.
"Annngghh . . . anngghhh . . . annghhh!" she groaned
rhythmically, bearing down, pumping, raping Laura's fist
with her pussy now, then absolutely exploding in a savage,
rupturing orgasm.
She came so hard that it almost scared Laura, who had
seen partners have some pretty shattering orgasms, and had
experienced some herself. Brenda looked paralyzed by a
rapture too deep to fathom, and too strong to release her.
She stiffened and croaked incoherently, rocking back and
forth and clenching all her muscles as the waves of
excruciating pleasure wracked her lovely body. Finally,
deep sobs of uncontrollable relief and intense bliss seemed
to pour out from deep inside her body.
"Ouungghh . . . annghhoounnggghh!" she groaned, the
shock waves visible as they undulated through her flesh.
"Oh god oh shit . . . auunghhhhh!"
Laura was just glad to see her come back to life. She
barely moved herself, somehow paralyzed too by the sheer
intensity of Brenda's killing orgasm, holding her arm steady
while Brenda, still undulating and grinding her cunt down
into Laura's wrist bone, rode out the debilitating spasms.
They left her nearly destroyed.
She finally went limp, falling back, her delicious
large breasts and glimmering black nipples jiggling
seductively as she continued to pant. Laura eyed them
hungrily, wanting to swarm all over her and fuck her again.
Brenda's devastating climax had only aroused Laura again.
But she got control of her urges, carefully extracting her
wet hand from Brenda's plundered cunt, then wiping it on the
sheet.
She bent close, kissing her cheek, her ear. Brenda was
still reeling, obviously. "Are you okay?" Laura whispered.
Brenda opened one eye, cocked one eyebrow. "Didn't I
ask you that, a few minutes ago?"
Laura grinned. "I believe you did.
"Nobody ever fucked me the way you do," Brenda said,
hoarsely, propping herself up on her elbows, still blinking
away the awe of it. "Not my husband . . . not any other guy
. . . certainly not Mavis. And she's the only other one
who's done that to me."
Laura felt briefly embarrassed. She knew it was a
compliment, but it also sounded like a complaint. "I . . .
hope it felt good."
A broad smile spread over Brenda's face. "Good? Oh,
I'd say about a hundred on a scale of one to ten."
Looking at her, propped on her elbows, still dazed from
a shattering climax, her luscious breasts and swelling black
nipples swooping up from her body like an irresistible
invitation, her flat, silky stomach dipping down to the
treasure Laura had just plundered with her fist, Laura was
unable to ignore her renewed lust. And Brenda could see the
obvious. Her eyes flickered with amusement.
"It looks like raping me with your fist wasn't enough,"
she smiled in a sensual, inviting way.
"I don't know if I'll ever get enough of you," Laura
confessed.
Brenda lay back down again, letting her arms slide
forward and up, beckoning to Laura. Now they embraced in a
slow, erotic dance, having put out the most urgent flames
and indulged their mutual perversities. Those were behind
them, and now they could make love in a patient,
exploratory, sensual way they had never really experienced
together yet. It took them about half an hour of loving
before they both came together in a hot, throbbing, groaning
union of bliss that involved nothing more than some adroit
kissing and rubbing. But it sealed the afternoon for them
both in an intimacy they had not dreamed of.
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The Laura story chapters are now available, in both
text and html formats, on the ASS text archive site at
http://www.asstr.org/~laura. Text files may also be
downloaded via FTP at
ftp://authors/asstr.org/pub/Authors/laura/. Chapters 1-89
have been posted (11/11/99). All chapters will be posted
within the next few weeks.