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     Her day with Charise was emotionally and sexually
exhausting, very sweet and intense, though it left Laura
with a residue of melancholy and guilt.  Even though she
knew she was distorting reality, she couldn't help feeling
she had abandoned the poor, young, possibly pregnant child
there on the street corner after having unleashed a full day
of unrelenting lust on her lovely young body.  And god, we
did fuck each other pretty hard with that thing, she
remembered, reliving their moments of exciting and not very
tender mutual rape with the monstrous double dildo.
     
     However, she didn't have long to dwell on it because
Kendra began rapping hard on her door shortly after five
o'clock.  She knew it had to be either Kendra or Jane, and
if Jane had know what was going on she would have appeared
much sooner.  This was Kendra, getting home from work.
     
     "Girl, you better open up in there!" she hollered
imperiously through Laura's tightly-locked door.
     
     Laura unlocked her two locks very slowly.  She opened
the door a crack and peered out cautiously.  She thought she
was prepared, but Kendra was even more stunning than she had
been this morning.  It had stopped raining, and she now
carried her raincoat over her arm.  Her red-gold hair was
startling, and her amazingly hard, curvaceous body was
highlighted by a tight, pale violet knit dress with a
plunging neckline.  Her eyes, which she varied the color of
using colored contact lenses, were now violet too, and the
effect was electrifying.  She was also very fetching when
she was mad.
     
     "Laura, we gotta have a word together," she said to
Laura peremptorily.  "Let me in."
     
     Laura shook her head.  "You just want to lecture me,"
she said softly.
     
     Kendra's violet eyes narrowed.  "You're damned right I
do, and you're going to listen.  Now let me in."
     
     Laura relented.  She opened the door, feeling very
guilty, and let Kendra come in.  She tried not to look extra
hard at Kendra's body, but it was difficult since the tight
knit dress-indeed, the whole body itself-was especially
designed to draw the eye, anyone's eye.  Kendra didn't
exactly want to go unnoticed.
     
     She looked around Laura's apartment, as if expecting it
to be strewn with grapes and pillows and manacles and weird,
ingenious sex toys, Laura thought, as if Laura had been
screwing poor, vulnerable Charise from pillar to post in
here all day, while Kendra was at work.  This didn't make
Laura feel any less guilty.  There were no telltale clues
lying around, but she had been doing exactly that, fucking
exuberantly with Inky until they both could barely move.
     
     Kendra sniffed the air theatrically.  "I guess you guys
had yourselves a pretty hot time in here today," she said,
her voice sharp and judgmental.
     
     "Oh, get off it," Laura scoffed.  "You can't smell
anything.  You're just trying to make me feel bad."
     
     Kendra stared at her contemptuously.  "Girl, I been
fucking a long time.  A long time.  I started when I was
about fifteen . . . just about the same age as that young
sweet thing you were bringing up here this morning.  I know
what fucking smells like."
     
     "You're lying.  It doesn't smell like anything but pine
fragrance in here.  I sprayed."
     
     "You needed to cover up the runny pussy odor, eh?"
     
     "Kendra.  Is that all you want to do, stand there and
insult me?  I told you I shouldn't have let you in."
     
     "Tell me she wasn't underage."
     
     "She's . . . sixteen.  Not fifteen," Laura said,
sheepishly, blushing now, hating herself, not for loving
Charise but for blushing.  "And she may be pregnant."
     
     Kendra snorted.  "Well, at least she didn't get that
from you.  What were you doing, giving her some counseling?"
she asked, as sarcastically as she could.  "Giving her a
gynecological checkup?"
     
     Laura, mortified, continued blushing, speechless.  What
could she say?
     
     "Never mind.  I know the answer," Kendra smirked.  "I
guess I'd rather have you licking her little black twat than
my teenage daughter's," she said, wearily.
     
     Laura bit her lower lip, eyes watering, and looked out
the window.  She could get angry, but it was only
defensiveness and betrayed her vulnerability to these
correct accusations.  All she could do was thank her lucky
stars that Kendra knew nothing about the wild sexual
conflagrations she and Jane had indulged in over the past
months.
     
     "Are you finished?" she finally asked, mimicking
Kendra's own weariness, walking toward the door as if to
prompt her to leave.
     
     But Kendra shook her head and didn't move.  "I'm
wondering if you need some counseling yourself, girlfriend,"
she said, looking at Laura with infuriating concern.  "I
mean, I know the way I feel.  How would that girl's mama be
feeling to know you were bopping her little angel?"
     
     Laura lowered her eyes in a `give me a fucking break'
expression, fixing Kendra with them sourly.  "She might be
`pregnant'," she said, emphasizing it.  "You think her
mother might get mad at me?  Excuse me?"
     
     Kendra shrugged.  Her magnificent hard round breasts
jiggled a little under the tight knit dress.  She saw
Laura's eyes fall to them, and a tiny smile of satisfaction
curled the corners of her sensual mouth.  Laura knew that
people, mostly men but probably some women too, had been
looking at them all day like that, giving Kendra a little
tickle deep inside her pussy.
     
     "Pregnant is something a mama understands," she said,
as if Laura could not understand these motherly things.
"It's wondering if her kid is a queer that would worry her."
     
     Now Laura smiled meaningfully.  "It didn't keep Jane's
mama from sleeping with one," she said pointedly.  "Again
and again."
     
     Kendra smiled reluctantly.  Her smile unleashed the
pent-up sexual desire Laura felt for her, which Laura had
been purposely trying to ignore and suppress.  After all,
she thought, a dozen orgasms with Charise ought to be
enough.  She didn't want to seem like an insatiable pervert,
which was how Kendra was painting her to be.  And she was
also feeling mighty confused, guilty, ashamed, and sneaky,
all feelings Kendra was deliberately trying to reinforce.
     
       "We haven't done that in a while, have we," Kendra
said softly, her violet eyes growing smoky-murky, even
mildly flirtatious.
     
     Desperate to change the subject, and also definitely
aroused by this terrific woman, Laura flirted back.  She
softened.  "Want to have a glass of wine?"
     
     Kendra shook her head.  She also cleared the murkiness
out of her gaze and shot Laura a hard glance for staring so
obviously at her body.  "Jane will be home in a minute.  I
have to cook something."
     
     Laura looked downcast.  And she was.  Her face dropped.
     
     "Oh, don't look so disappointed," Kendra snapped.  "You
got to nuzzle that homely little sister's black snatch all
day.  I'll tell you, girl, that's one ugly little nigger.
What happened to your taste?"
     
     What Kendra apparently meant by this was: You like me,
you like Jane, you like Miss Black America, and Ms. Olympia,
and the Pepperpot, and the Ebony Goddess.  How can you like
that plain-faced little teenager?
     
     Laura, however, was offended.  All the sexual desire
that had been building inside her for Kendra simply drained
away, like air escaping a balloon.  She scowled and opened
the door.
     
     "You obviously wouldn't know," she said.
     
     Kendra shook her head, disbelieving.  "You right about
that."  She lowered her voice to a threat, which was
nevertheless laced with amused pleasure.  "And quit looking
like you'd like to rip off my dress."
     
     Laura gave her a grim, cutting smile and shut the door.
     
     Refusing to sulk, she poured herself a glass of wine
and gazed out the window at the great view from her
apartment, remembering the experience of being coiled
together in a writhing seizure of ecstacy with Inky, earlier
that day.  If Kendra couldn't see the sweet, pure, luminous
beauty and sexual attraction of this girl, then more the
pity for her.  Inky wasn't plain or ugly at all, if you knew
her.  She was radiant and incredibly desirable.
     
     So there.  Laura raised her eyes to the ceiling as it
to taunt Kendra.  And, as if in reply, the phone rang.
     
     "Girl, she's staying over at her boyfriend's Mama's
house for dinner," Kendra said.  "Come on up here and visit
me.  I'm sorry I said those nasty things to you."
     
     "I don't think you are."
     
     "Are you gon' come up here or not?" Kendra asked,
crossly.
     
     Laura didn't reply.  She felt hurt, angry, guilty.
Also, very aroused, she realized.  She and Kendra together
were combustible.  Jane was not home.  They could be panting
and groaning naked together in minutes.  She could be
running her hands again all over that beautiful, hard,
glossy, dark brown body.
     
     "Yes . . . I'll be right up," she said, in such a faint
whisper that Kendra could barely hear her.
     
     "What?"

     But Laura was already on her way.  Kendra met her at
the door, still wearing the violet knit dress, and the
contact lenses to match.  Only now her eyes were glowing
with sexual fires she had been disguising or suppressing
earlier.  She shut the door.  Her face came very close to
Laura's, so close that Laura could feel Kendra's warm breath
on her cheek.

     "I am too sorry," she purred softly, brushing Laura's
cheek with her lips.  "You really like that little teenager,
don't you.  I didn't mean to insult her."
     
     "You did too," Laura reacted petulantly, knowing now
that Kendra wanted her, wanted to make amends so they could
get quickly to some very hot screwing.
     
     Kendra backed Laura into the wall next to the door,
brushing her smooth, sensual lips against Laura's other
cheek.  Her jutting, hard breasts now touched Laura's,
though both of them were still fully clothed.  Laura
couldn't keep her eyes from dropping to Kendra's cleavage,
and all the smooth, dark, satiny skin of her neck and throat
and chest.
     
     I love her desperately, she wanted to say, about Inky.
Don't you dare insult her again.  She is the sweetest
darling I've ever known.  All that Laura wanted to say, but
instead she and Kendra melted together in a slow, simmering
kiss that made everything else irrelevant, even all the
times Laura had done it with Jane, Kendra's own daughter, in
spite of Kendra's determination not to let it happen again.
     
     "Why did you invite me up here?" she purred into
Kendra's smooth dark neck.
     
     Kendra grinned provocatively, and shrugged.  "Sometimes
getting drilled by Mr. Penis gets a little old.  You want
somebody who can provide a fresh twist, you know?  Somebody
who knows how the tongue works, for example."
     
     "Mmmm, mine works," Laura breathed into her ear, then
slid her tongue into it.
     
     Kendra shivered, then laughed a soft, low, throaty
laugh.  "You still looking like you want to rip off my
dress, too," she said.
     
     "If I do, you won't have anything on to match your
eyes," Laura murmured, kissing more of Kendra's delicious
exposed skin.
     
     "Oh, you like `em?" Kendra smiled flirtatiously,
batting her eyelids at Laura, who was searching for the
zipper or buttons in the back of the tight knit dress.
     
     Laura looked directly into them, trying to make contact
with the pulsing brown orbs that lay behind the violet-
tinted lenses.
     
     "Everybody who's seen you in this all day has wanted to
fuck you," she whispered,  "and now your neighbor is going
to do it."
     
     Kendra grinned sarcastically.  "Promises promises.  I
wonder if the neighbor can handle a real woman instead of a
schoolgirl."
     
     Ouch! Laura thought.  Kendra knew how to play rough,
there was no doubt of that.  She nipped Kendra's earlobe.
     
     "Owwnchh!" Kendra cried out, jumping almost straight
up, grabbing her ear.  "What the fuck are you doing!"  She
glowered at Laura.
     
     Laura smiled.  "Love bite.  I thought you were woman
enough to take it."
     
     Kendra grinned through her brief tears of pain and
grabbed Laura's hand, yanking her in the direction of the
bedroom.  "Come with me and I'll show you what I can take."
     
     Kendra's bedroom was where they had been discovered
fucking by Jane, the first time, when she had returned home
unexpectedly.   Kendra had told Laura that she pursued her
sexual escapades outside this apartment so as to spare Jane
the improper influence, so that time had been deeply
embarrassing.  Laura marveled that Kendra was willing to
risk it happening again.  And a lot of good it had done Jane
to be spared her mother's exuberant sex life, Laura
realized, since she herself had fucked Kendra's beautiful
daughter into countless screaming orgasms and even broken
her own, Laura's, bed while screwing Jane only a few weeks
ago.  But Kendra didn't know that.  I hope, Laura gulped.
     
     Before she even knew what was happening, Kendra had
grabbed her arm and twisted it behind her back, pulling it
up so hard that it really hurt.  "What are you doing?" Laura
winced, looking over her shoulder.
     
     Kendra bared her teeth.  "Last time we were together
you said we were going to get kinky.  Is that what you meant
by biting me?"
     
     "If you don't let me go," Laura warned, "I'm going to
do a hell of a lot more than bite you."
     
     Slowly, Kendra released her arm and, leaning forward,
kissed the back of Laura's neck.  "I hope so," she murmured,
now soft, melting, sexier than ever.
     
     She slid her hands under Laura's sweatshirt, cupping
Laura's naked breasts in both hands.  Her fingers found
Laura's nipples and rub-pinched them while their hungry
mouths met and tongue-fucked heatedly.
     
     "I don't want to hurt you," Laura gasped, pulling back
to give Kendra more room as Kendra pulled the sweatshirt
over Laura's head.
     
     Laura's hands were still scrabbling among the web
stitched squares of Kendra's knit dress, trying to figure
out how to unfasten it.  "Get this damn thing off," she
panted.  "I want your gorgeous body."
     
     "Mmmm, you and a hundred others," Kendra smiled.  "You
got first dibs, though.  My pussy is thrumming hard for you,
honey."
     
     Laura kissed her warm, smooth neck, her shoulder, then
dipped her lips quickly down into Kendra's seductive
cleavage.  Kendra gave her throaty laugh, then moved briefly
back and pulled the dress up from the hem, pulling it off
over her head in one complete motion.
     
     "Ta da!" she smiled, posing like an exotic dancer for
Laura, her flimsy knit dress now dangling from one hand.
     
     She wore a very abbreviated electric green thong and a
deliciously low-cut champagne lace bra that made Laura's
whole body quiver.  Kendra was built just as well as her
beautiful daughter, but her spectacular body was honed and
shaped by years of working out.  She was not as dark as Jane
either, more like Randi, a rich milk chocolate hue, sleek
and svelte, her body highlighted by curves that had been
artfully accentuated by careful body-sculpture.  It was not
a grotesquely beautiful masterpiece of muscle, like
Brandi's, but a really beautiful-and shockingly, stirringly
sexy-body that surely drew attention wherever Kendra went.
     
     "Jane must be envious of her Mama," Laura said, half in
awe as her eyes skimmed up and down Kendra's near-naked
body.
     
     She hardly realized she had almost been thinking out
loud.  It was dangerous for her to mention Jane, not only
because mother and daughter actually did compete a little in
the looks department, but also because Kendra was suspicious
even from hearing her daughter's name on Laura's lips.
     
     This, however, she took as flattery, and she mock-
flirted again with Laura.  "She knows her time'll come," she
said.  "Not with you, though.  Now, how about we get on with
it.  I'm feeling pretty hot in all the right places."  She
approached Laura, flinging her knit dress over the back of a
chair.  "A little wet too."
     
     Laura ran her fingertips up and down Kendra's naked
skin, slipping her hands around her back to the bra clasp.
"Take this beautiful thing off."
     
     "You take it off," Kendra murmured, raising her own
hands to Laura's naked breasts, caressing them aggressively.
"You the one who wants what's inside.  I just want these.  I
want to feel them and squeeze them and kiss and suck them.
I don't ever feel this way about any other woman but you,
Laura.  What is this magic spell you got over me?"
     
     "Mmmm, my secret," Laura murmured, removing Kendra's
bra and tossing it on top of her knit dress.  "My secret is
I love you and your body even more than Mr. Penis does," she
purred, cupping Kendra's naked breasts in her hands too,
brushing Kendra's large, thick nipples with her thumbs.
     
     Kendra, not as dark as Jane, had nipples that were
really not black but a deep, rich, dark brown caramel color
that Laura could simply not resist, and she had one in her
mouth in a second.  Kendra gave in for a moment, throwing
her head back, moaning softly as the pleasure spread through
her flesh from Laura's skillful lips on her sensitive
nipple.  But she could not give in completely and pulled
Laura, who was still wearing her jeans, down onto the bed
with her.
     
     "I don't think you love it more, cause they really love
it," she panted, struggling with Laura's zipper while Laura
continued to try to devour her wonderful hard round naked
breasts.  "But you do pay closer attention to parts of it
than they do.  Unhhh!  Oh shit . . . that feels good!  Yes,
oh yes . . . Laura, ungghhh!"
     
     Laura held both hard, amazingly round globes in her
hands and sucked Kendra's dark caramel brown nipples
hungrily, until Kendra was twisting and whimpering with
pleasure.

     "Remember how I made you come seven times in a row the
first time we did this?" Laura murmured to her.
     
     Wildly aroused, Kendra nodded quickly.  "You still the
champ, too.  Mr. Penis ain't in the same ring with you,
honey.  Not when it comes to that.  I think you could do it
again if you just touch my little wet coozey," she panted.
     
     "I'm going to do more than touch it," Laura breathed,
sliding her hand down Kendra's flat belly and under the edge
of the flimsy green thong, ruffling the curls of Kendra's
pubic hair with her fingertips.
     
     "Oh no you don't," Kendra giggled, rolling away but
still trying to get Laura's zipper down.  "Not until you get
rid of these.  This is a two-way street, Missy."
     
     They tussled playfully, kissing, groping, sucking,
hungry for each other.  It was a very sweet, intimate
moment, and in the back of her mind somewhere Laura felt
very guilty for fucking this delightful woman's beautiful
daughter and lying about it.  Kendra finally got Laura's
jeans and panties off, and she slipped two fingers up into
Laura's flooding pussy before Laura could even get back
within reach of hers.
     
     This took Laura by surprise, and Kendra swarmed over
her so that she could not resist.  "You're a good teacher,
Laura, and I know how to do this too," Kendra murmured,
scooping up one of Laura's breasts in her free hand and
assaulting Laura's throbbing nipple with her lips and tongue
and even her teeth.
     
     At the same time, she moved her fingers rapidly in and
out of Laura's pussy, grazing Laura's engorged clit with her
knuckle, rubbing it hard, making Laura's body jump
involuntarily, making her body arch up off the bed, bringing
a sharp groan of pleasure from Laura's throat.
     
     "Ungghhhh!  Oh god . . . yes, oh Kendra, right there!
Ungghhh!   Do it again!"
     
     "Oh, you like that, do you?"
     
     "God, yes!"
     
     "Next thing you know, you'll be having a little climax
here," Kendra teased softly, still tormenting Laura's wet,
erect nipple gently with her brilliantly white teeth.
     
     "Or a big one," Laura panted, feeling on the very edge
of one.
     
     Kendra flirted and teased Laura flagrantly.  She moved
her lips and hand to Laura's other breast, tormenting it
equally, bringing Laura even closer as her hand continued to
massage Laura's tingling, pulsating pussy, though now she
kept her knuckle away from Laura's sensitive clit, saving
that caress for the ultimate moment.  As she licked and
sucked Laura's excited nipple, she gazed up into Laura's
eyes.
     
     "You know I never licked any pussy but yours," she
said, very softly, eyes smoldering.  "That makes you pretty
special.  You want to come right away . . . or you want me
to lick your pretty pink pussy?"
     
     "Either way . . . I'm going to come," Laura gasped,
writhing, almost unable to speak, watching her stiff, saliva-
wet nipple disappear into Kendra's sensual mouth.
     
     She felt her breast fill with heat and her nipple ache
and throb wildly as Kendra sucked it hard, digging her teeth
into the edge of Laura's areola, making Laura caw and
whimper and move her hips in quick, involuntary motions,
urgently seeking release.  She was shocked over how quickly
she had arrived at this point, after a dozen orgasms earlier
in the day with Charise.  But now she was hurtling toward
another sharp convulsion, her body seething and roiling
inside with hot pounding blood and fuck-need, and she wanted
Kendra to fuck her in the worst way, fuck her hard, hard.
     
     "Ungghh!  Oh . . . do me, honey," she panted to Kendra.
"Lick me, eat me, do it quick . . . ohhnnn!  I'm going to
pop.  Do it quick, please!"
     
     Kendra giggled softly, releasing Laura's wet nipple and
pinching it between her thumb and forefinger.  "You worse
than me, Laura.  You are going to come, and pretty quick
too.  That teenager must not have done it for you after all.
You need Auntie Kendra to really pull the trigger, eh?"
     
     Little do you know, Laura thought in the back of her
mind, but she was too desperate for a climax to reply.
Instead, she twisted and writhed, panting, begging with her
eyes, churning her hips, pushing her throbbing pussy up into
Kendra's hand.
     
     "Fuck me . . . you bitch!" she gasped.
     
     "Oh . . . getting nasty now?" Kendra smiled.  "I'll see
if I can't oblige, then."
     
     She slid down Laura's undulating body and lovingly
spread Laura's pussy open with her thumbs, slipping her
tongue into Laura's hot core.  Laura had had some thrilling
sex already with Charise throughout the day, but she was
very aroused by Kendra, and this tongue-penetration, with
Kendra's mouth pressed hard against her streaming pussy, was
enough indeed to trigger a stupendous explosion.  Kendra
licked her wet slit hard and fast, tonguing and sucking
Laura's engorged, throbbing clit forcefully, but Laura was
already coming almost from the very first touch of her
tongue tip.
     
     Her body streamed with fire, and she groaned loudly,
thrashing in the sheets of Kendra's bed and clenching as a
sharp, almost excruciating orgasm-almost painful, the tail
end of a great many others through the day, fierce and
cutting, as Charise had described her own last one-gripped
her shuddering body.
     
     "Aunngghhh!  Oh!  Ungghhh!  Auungghhhh!" she groaned,
grimacing and arching, her whole body stiff and shattered by
fierce shocks of pleasure.
     
     Again recalling Charise's words as her whole body
throbbed and screamed through this ferocious climax, she
realized that this was the longest, most intense orgasm of
all, and it seemed to be forever before the sharp spasms
began to wane and release her over-stressed flesh.  And of
course Kendra took the shattering nature of this orgasm as
proof that she had given Laura a sexual fulfillment that a
mere schoolgirl could never provide.  As Laura's body began
to relax again, Kendra slid up to face her, smiling both
with pride and with genuine affection.
     
     "You blew out the windows, honey," she purred, kissing
Laura's cheek.  "You gotta come to Mama when you need one of
those."
     
     Laura blinked away the hot, swirling, purple sex haze
that had enveloped her.  "Wow," she croaked softly.
"Kendra, I've really missed you."
     
     "Missed you too, baby," Kendra grinned.
     
     It was now Laura's turn, and she began slowly,
stretching out next to Kendra's wonderfully hard body and
caressing every inch of her warm, firm, dark flesh, kissing
her shoulders, her breasts, holding the firm round globes
and kissing every inch of each one, ending with her mouth at
Kendra's large, caramel-colored nipples and giving them the
full treatment, teeth and all, until Kendra was whimpering
and biting her lower lip, panting, her fingers clawing
gently through Laura's hair to her scalp.
     
     "Mmmm, you still can work the magic," she breathed to
Laura, panting and looking down at Laura's lips and teeth
love-tormenting her stiff, saliva-wet, dark brown nipples.
"If you took me back downstairs, you could do me with the
four-headed monster."
     
     They both remembered the thrilling sex they had shared
using Laura's four-pronged dildo, which Kendra had been
reluctant to yield to since she feared the prong that went
up into her ass.  But Laura had overcome her reluctance, and
they had indulged in the most athletic and devastating fuck
of their relationship, both erupting in multiple killing
orgasms.
     
     "Are you suggesting I can't make you happy on my own?"
Laura inquired, teasing her, pinching both of her wet
nipples, making Kendra's eyes roll up under her eyelids.
     
     "God . . . you're doing it already, honey," Kendra
gasped softly.  "Keep it up."
     
     Like Laura, Kendra usually came quickly, and so Laura
perversely decided to draw it out, to prolong the process
and sweetly torture Kendra's beautiful naked body until
Kendra was completely in her power, completely vulnerable
and consumed by the need to come.  And Laura realized that
she now had the advantage.  Having climaxed a beautiful
dozen times with Charise, and now once with Kendra, she
herself felt no frantic sexual urgency or craving for
release, and so she could take infinite pains to arouse
Kendra to the screaming point.
     
     And it didn't hurt that Kendra had such a stunning
body.  She quickly realized what Laura was up to since Laura
began at her shapely feet and began to worship Kendra's
whole body as slowly and as erotically as she possibly
could.  Men clearly loved to fuck Kendra-and why wouldn't
they?-but Laura knew most of them were in such a heat to ram
her that they spent little time worshipping every inch of
her delicious body, and that was just what Laura planned to
do.
     
     And it was such a magnificent body.  Tamara might be
perfectly proportioned, and Brandi an incredible masterpiece
of muscle, but Kendra had the best of both.  She was nearly
perfectly shaped herself though with hard sleek muscles,
gained from constantly working out, not the unnatural,
rippling, bulging coiled steel of the female body builder
like Brandi-though Laura couldn't deny finding Brandi's
Olympian musculature fantastically erotic-but instead flesh
of preternatural firmness and power and marvelous lithe
contours under smooth dark brown flawless skin that felt
like purest heaven under Laura's moving lips.
     
     Laura kissed and caressed her shapely calves, lingering
especially with her lips in the deep smooth hollows under
Kendra's knees, very sensitive to her kiss.  Kendra, very
aroused, giggled nervously, her legs flexing instinctively,
as Laura explored them painstakingly.
     
     "You have such beautiful, strong legs," Laura murmured,
now kissing the insides of Kendra's knees, her lower thighs.
     
     Naturally, Kendra thought Laura's destination was her
pussy, already festering and wet, the fringe of pubic hair
around the edges soggy and glistening with her overflowing
cunt juices.  But Laura had other intentions.  She meant to
consume Kendra from bottom to top, every delectable inch,
and she was not to be hurried.
     
     She paused only briefly at Kendra's puckered, swollen
pussy, flicking the glossy wet labia with the tip of her
tongue, even letting it dart into Kendra's clit, bringing a
sharp intake of breath from Kendra, who almost jumped out of
her skin with pleasure.
     
     "Unhhh!  Oh shit!" she gasped.  "Ohhnnnn!"
     
     "Oh, what a pretty wet black pussy," Laura murmured.
"I'm coming back to it.  Keep it hot for me."
     
     "Oh Laura!  Wish you'd just give it the business right
now," Kendra whimpered.  "I don't know if I can take much
more."
     
     "Mmmm, you're going to take a lot more, I promise."
     
     Laura's lips rose to the flat, smooth expanse of
Kendra's belly just above the black patch of her pubic hair,
kissing and nuzzling it, caressing it with her fingertips,
marveling at the taut flatness of it, even though Jane was
sixteen, and Kendra had had that many years to flatten it
out and harden it up again.  There was no sign she had ever
given birth, no stretch marks, no flaccid skin, just smooth,
warm perfection.
     
     From there Laura moved up further to Kendra's hard
`abs,' which she had perfected and toned by weight lifting
until they were sharply defined.  Her stomach was a
masterpiece itself and reminded Laura of Brandi's rippling
washboard stomach muscles, though again Kendra's weren't
grotesquely over-developed.  Laura rubbed her cheek against
the hard muscles, kissing the smooth ridges and running her
fingertip along the delicious edge made on both sides by
Kendra's ribcage.
     
     "I love your fantastic body," she murmured, kissing
Kendra's hard stomach everywhere.
     
     At the same time that she kissed it, she moved the
fingers of one hand up between Kendra's thighs, caressing
the warm inner flesh and letting her fingers graze the wet
lips of Kendra's pussy, tantalizing her, teasing her, making
her mewl and whimper even more uncontrollably and twist in
the sheets, panting hard now.
     
     "God, I wish you would just do it to me, girl," Kendra
panted, looking down at Laura's mouth running all over the
flesh of her stomach and rising again to the firm,
incredibly round globes of her breasts.
     
     "Oh, not until I'm ready," Laura murmured.  "I want
ever inch of this delicious body.  I want to devour you and
eat you and swallow you and . . . then fuck you."
     
     "Oh!  Yes!  Ohhhnnnn!" Kendra sighed as Laura again
sucked one large, swelling, dark caramel-colored nipple deep
into her mouth.
     
     This time Laura sucked and tormented Kendra's delicious
large nipples harder, more aggressively than before, knowing
from experience how it aroused Kendra.  She held both of
Kendra's breasts in her hands and squeezed and sucked them
both sharply, digging her teeth into the areolas hard enough
to make Kendra whinny softly and scrabble her fingers again
in Laura's hair, squirming frantically, her whole body
writhing and undulating helplessly now.  Laura knew her
purpose was being accomplished.
     
     "Oh!  Oh god . . . yes!" Kendra gasped.  "Please . . .
Laura!"
     
     Her lovely face became contorted in an anguish of
sexual need. But Laura was nowhere near to giving in.  She
buried her face between the beautiful firm mounds, pinching
and twisting Kendra's stiff wet nipples, then moving her
mouth up to Kendra's neck, to her ear, whispering hot
obscenities to her.
     
     "I'm going to fuck you so hard . . . so hard, and you
are going to come so many times," she panted.  "Do you want
me to fuck you?  Do you want me to eat you and suck your
clittie and make you die of pleasure?  Do you want it?"
     
     "Oh god . . . Laura!  Ungghhh!  Oh please!"
     
     But Laura was not finished, not by a long shot.  She
turned the writhing Kendra onto her side and slipped behind
her, caressing and kissing her naked back, rubbing it,
massaging it, biting Kendra's shoulder muscles and her
shoulder blades, running her hands up along the front of
Kendra's body and grabbing her breasts, squeezing them
roughly.  After a minute of this she descended, dropping to
Kendra's ass, a beautiful ass though not in the elevated
class of her own daughter's, Jane's, ass, which was one of
the rarest of all, but still a lovely, smooth, round, hard
ass, so hard that it was even difficult to get a chunk of
hard ass flesh between your teeth, though Laura managed.
     
     She rubbed and squeezed and bit Kendra's naked ass
moons until Kendra cried out from a wild onrush of nearly
unbearable sexual excitement.
     
     "Annggghhhh!  Ohhnggg . . . oh shit, oh Laura, oh god
please fuck me!" Kendra panted, squirming uncontrollably,
swirling her ass up into Laura's face and hands.
     
     "Ohhhh, not until I eat your beautiful pussy," Laura
cooed to her, slowing down the tempo temporarily, easing up,
making her caresses more tender and gentle as she turned
Kendra onto her back again and slipped between Kendra's
yawning thighs.
     
     All her caresses up to now had aroused Kendra so
thoroughly that her pussy, wet before, was now a mess of
shiny juices and inflamed, glistening tissue, a hot honey
pit of love, fiery red between buttery black cuntlips all
swollen and open like a receptive blossom.  Laura knew she
had to be very careful because she had never seen Kendra so
frantic for a climax, keening and whimpering and churning
her hips frantically.  Laura knew that to prolong her
release further would be difficult.
     
     Carefully, she began to lick the outer edges of
Kendra's pussy, running the tip of her clever tongue up and
down the slick, glossy labia, burrowing it into the creases,
circling the engorged nub of Kendra's clit at the top.  This
treatment seemed to drive Kendra almost completely insane
with fuck-hunger, and her desperate mewling and whimpering
grew even more pronounced.  She now pinched and twisted her
own erect nipples with her fingers, gasping and pumping her
hips wildly in the air, pushing her streaming, inflamed
vagina up into Laura's mouth, wanting a rougher contact,
dying to come.
     
     "Fuck me, you bitch . . . fuck me, you bitch!" she
panted, quivering and bouncing on the mattress, her back
arching, her eyes streaked with desperation and anger as she
glared at Laura, her face grimacing in dire need.
     
     "I will . . . I will," Laura chanted back to her,
continuing the torment ingeniously.
     
     Wanting to bring Kendra to the very edge, and then draw
back before she really came, Laura took the risk of toying
with Kendra's swollen clit, flicking the hard little berry
with her tongue twice, three times, until Kendra groaned
sharply and her pelvis began to emit tiny shudders.  Oh god,
not yet! Laura thought, pulling back, even biting the warm,
firm inner flesh of one of Kendra's thighs to draw sensation
away from her clit by causing another, sharper feeling, a
technique she had learned once with another lover.
     
     "Ungghh!  Oh . . . oh you incredible bitch, you cunt!"
Kendra swore, her body quivering as it approached a fierce
climax and then was denied.
     
     She fell back to the mattress, making the bed shake and
creak.  Again Laura was reminded that this woman was
certainly the strongest, most athletic woman, except for
Brandi Pearson, that she had ever been to bed with.  Kendra
was helpless with sexual need, but she wasn't weak or
passive, and her powerful, muscular body was coiled and
surging and tensile with repressed strength.
     
     Laura smiled.  "It's so nice to know how much you love
me," she breathed, parting Kendra's swollen cuntlips with
her thumbs and slithering her tongue into the glistening
fiery hot pit.
     
     She wondered how many times she could bring her to the
edge and then pull her back.  She knew Kendra was very close
to a crushing climax, so close she might even come without
help.  But Laura decided to try it one more time, getting a
devilish thrill and, she suddenly realized, a fresh hot
squirt of erotic excitement herself, out of tormenting
Kendra's beautiful, gleaming, flexing body this way.
     
     "Oh honey, you have the loveliest wet pussy, and I'm so
hungry for it," she murmured teasingly to the writhing,
groaning Kendra, knowing how these words aroused her even
further.  "I'm going to give you everything you want . . .
everything."
     
     "Oh god!  Oh shit!" Kendra gasped, eyes bloodshot and
imploring Laura to finish her off.  "Please!  Please hurry!"
     
     Again with great care she brought Kendra slowly to the
brink, though `slowly' was a matter of interpretation since
Kendra was so wildly aroused that the slightest stray spark
would ignite an explosion powerful enough to send them both
through the ceiling.  But in a sign that she knew what was
happening too, and at least half-loved it, Kendra purposely
took a few deep, calming breaths, and somehow controlled the
violent undulations of her body.  She slid both hands down
to her crotch, into the crease between her thigh and her
inflamed pussy on both sides, and pulled the swollen flesh
apart for Laura's tongue, knowing that the end of this could
only be sublimely powerful.
     
     She fixed Laura with her violet eyes, half brown from
the real color underneath, half blood-streaked with
steaming, urgent sex-smoldering, urgent eyes.  "Laura . . .
don't make me beg," she panted softly.
     
     "I wouldn't think of it," Laura replied softly, looking
deep into Kendra's eyes.  I love fucking you as much as
fucking your beautiful daughter, if you can believe that,
she thought.
     
     She knew she couldn't hold out any longer.  Kendra was
reduced to a twitching, mewling, quivering mass of need, her
gorgeous naked body clenching and straining and arching in
the fruitless attempt to climax, the final miracle that
Laura was withholding from her, fiendishly bringing her
close only to refuse her the final blessing.  Now Laura gave
in.
     
     Without warning, she slid two fingers up into the
squinchy wet warm channel of Kendra's tight vagina and began
to fuck her with them.  At nearly the same moment, she began
to attack Kendra's flaring, distended clit with her tongue
and lips.  She tongue-lashed and lip-pinched the hard little
bulb, raping Kendra's flooding pussy with her jabbing
fingers, and in only seconds Kendra started coming, groaning
loudly, her muscular body, shiny with a thin film of sweat,
shaking and straining.
     
     "AUUNNGGHHHH!  OHHNNGGG!  UNGH!" Kendra grunted, her
body now dissolving into long, undulating waves as the sharp
spasms of a  shattering orgasm wrenched her.
     
     And Laura did not simply slack off and let her come.
This was only the beginning for her, and she intended to
take it to an even more crushing conclusion.  She continued
to fuck Kendra, feeling her lapse into a momentary pause in
the flood of hot pleasure, hearing Kendra moan softly and
pant heavily.
     
     "Ohhnnn . . . oh god!" Kendra whimpered in a faraway
voice.
     
     "Yes, baby, yes," Laura murmured.  "You're going to
come again!"
     
     And Laura knew it was true.  She turned her fingers
inside Kendra's pussy, searching the inner walls for the
little nerve bundle that would send Kendra to paradise.  It
took her only a few seconds to find it.  Kendra twitched.
She cried out.
     
     "Annghh!  Oh . . . shit, ohhh  Jesus!" she gasped.
     
     And then she began to come again, this time so
violently that Laura wondered how they were both able to
stay on the bed and not roll off onto the floor.  Kendra was
strong.  Her shuddering body rose off the mattress, surging
and flexing, a beautiful sight to Laura, her incredibly firm
and round breasts moving but not jiggling, swirling instead
in tight circles as her body shook, her dark nipples swollen
and gleaming.  Laura wanted to watch her as much as fuck
her, but she wanted to fuck her more, and she continued
probing, sucking Kendra's clit too, bringing on another
climax, and then another one.
     
     After the fifth jangling, thrilling, throttling orgasm,
Laura eased up.  Kendra, so athletic and powerful and
vigorous, was a wreck.  She seemed almost completely
destroyed by the five shockingly intense climaxes she had
just experienced and lay panting, nearly swooning, still
quivering with aftershocks, as Laura extricated her fingers
carefully.  She knew Kendra's pussy was still throbbing and
pulsing in the aftermath of this sweet rape.  Kendra's
eyelids did not even flutter open for a full minute.
     
     "Hurricane Laura," she said, hoarsely, weakly.  "Did
they ever name one after you?"
     
     Laura shook her head.  "Don't know."
     
     "They should.   Mr. Penis could learn a thing or two
from you, darlin'.  You don't let up.  You were mean, making
me wait like that."
     
     "It made it better," Laura smiled, saying it simply.
     
     Kendra smiled back, nodding slightly.  "Come to Mama,"
she raised her arms up for Laura.  "Come here and kiss me.
I can't even sit up, I'm so wasted by that.  We don't even
need the four-headed monster.  You really can do it all
yourself."
     
     Laura lay down next to her and they embraced.
"Sometimes I get lucky," Laura whispered, kissing her, still
enjoying the wonderful sleek firmness of Kendra's hard body.
"You inspired me."
     
     She kept murmuring for a while, then noticed that
Kendra was actually asleep.  Somehow the powerful orgasms
had exerted a soporific effect on her, and she had swooned
into dreamland for a while.  This made Laura feel very good,
and she lay her own head on the pillow next to Kendra's,
looking at this lovely woman she had fucked nearly senseless
and caring for her deeply.  She dozed, and then fell asleep
herself, coiled together with Kendra, for a while.
     
     She did not know how long they had both been napping
when Jane awoke them.  Laura was awakened by Kendra, who
almost jumped out of her skin when she realized Jane was
standing beside the bed, looking down at their intertwined,
naked bodies.
     
     "Jane!" Kendra gasped in shock.
     
     "Hi, Mama," Jane smirked.  Then her eyes shifted to
Laura, first to Laura's face, then down to her naked
breasts.  "Hiiiii, Laura," she drawled sassily, smirking
even more.
     
     Instinctively, Laura grabbed for the edge of the sheet
and pulled it up.
     
     "Jane . . . go in the other room," Kendra said, trying
to sound forceful, pulling part of the sheet over her own
naked body, as if Jane had never seen it.
     
     "Looks like you two been having an orghee," Jane said.
"Can't leave you alone for a minute."
     
     "Jane!"
     
     "I'm leaving."  Her eyes glinted mischievously as she
backed away from the bed and left the bedroom.
     
     "Oh shit," Kendra swore softly, slipping out of the bed
and quickly pulling on some clothes.
     
     Laura followed suit.  "It's not as if this was the
first time," she whispered.
     
     "That don't make it any better.  She's just a kid.  I
don't want her thinking that every time grownups get
together they just start fucking their brains out.  She'll
be thinking she can do that."
     
     This apparently reminded her of Laura and Charise, and
that would of course lead her to think of Laura and Jane.
Laura and Jane had fucked, of course, and Kendra had
discovered it.  The only thing she didn't know was how
often, and how many times they had done it since she had
caught them.
     
     Under the circumstances, Laura thought it best for her
to say nothing at all.  Dressed again, she placed a tender
hand on Kendra's shoulder as Kendra was bending over to put
on her slippers.  Laura was trying to revive, if only
briefly, the marvelous intimacy they had shared after
Kendra's shattering string of orgasms, when they had lapsed
into sleep in each other's arms.
     
     "It was special," she murmured.  "Don't let this spoil
it.  She lives here . . . she came home.  You can't blame
her.  We're the ones who fell asleep . . . because it was so
powerful."
     
     Kendra looked up and smiled warmly at Laura, as warmly
as she had smiled all day.  "I know.  You did good, girl.
My pussy still tingling.  Now go home.  And don't say
nothing to Jane on the way out, okay?"
     
     "Promise."
     
     And Laura would have kept her promise too, but Jane was
standing near the front door, still smirking.  Laura could
not avoid her.  Jane's eyes twinkled salaciously.
     
     "You a horny devil, Laura," she whispered.
     
     Laura gave her a knowing little smile.  "It's or-gee,
Jane," she whispered back.  "Remember?  Or-gee.  Like in g-
spot."
     
     This tickled Jane so much that she nearly laughed out
loud, and Laura quickly left before either of them lost
control.

     
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